Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Who are these creatures with their minds fixed,
On obsessed importance and self-centeredness.
What makes minds like these,
Accept and believe it is never too late...
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Anyone noticed to be seen moving forward,
With aggressive steps placed to make...
Is aware of keeping a focus kept,
On a life that is lived to experience what's next.
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Many messages go unaccepted.
Since more today have grown too concerned,
Of the content offending perceptions of innocence.
With a kept belief,
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I have already romanced ideals,
To believe my visions to be within reach.
I have already shared my conquests to experience.
With my taste to perceive others would accept,
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Every decision up to this date,
You have made...
Has been done to disregard,
Suggestions to consider.
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Who is it that says,
Anger has to be shown to accept...
When displayed and felt,
To then have it known?
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I have been right here.
With blemishes and flaws,
Without one excuse to make.
I have been right here to accept,
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Unaccustomed to hearing it.
Or living to pursue the purpose of truth,
Has left so many mentally abandoned...
To identify the petty with this to live and to do.
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Twenty fifteen arrives on the scene,
With a leaving of no one...
Freed to excuse what appears clearly,
To expose the truth with such vivid reality.
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Enjoy the feeling of being healed.
And mended.
Enjoy the doing of it.
As a witnessed dawn begins.
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