Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

I don't want anymore anonymous stuff,
Some say I must put up with in my cup.
Nothing in the cup I hold will dust from rust.
Since corrupted cups to hold I just don't trust.
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Too many fools have allowed,
Ignorance to tolerate and make appearances.
To then welcome the entrance of it,
Inside their homes with a freedom to roam.
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Smoozed by gloss?
Rushing to buff up the gleam that shines?
Afraid to show dust collects on precious possessions?
And when defects begin to appear,
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Anyone with intent to offend then pretends,
What was done had been meant to be a joke...
To not provoke retaliation but laughter,
Represents the sick mindset...
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Those who take positions to prevent,
The progress of others with an intention to convince...
This doing is meant to prove themselves powerful.
Was a foolish undertaking upon its invention.
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A reliance on a selective short term memory,
To place blame on what occurs in one's life...
On others to excuse a consciousness,
One wishes to have accepted...
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People who take it upon themselves,
To feel threatened by displays of intelligence...
With an expressed lack of acceptance,
That offers them a benefit they should respect...
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It is becoming increasingly difficult,
To define these times we live in...
With a doing of kept standards that are valued.
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Only those giving pomposity to have believed,
With a throwing up a nose and the tightening of jaws...
Allows them to change the rules and laws,
Whenever they choose and see fit to please...
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For whatever the reason,
Liars, crooks and petty thieves...
Perceive themselves ammuned to truth,
To not be pursued by those unmoved...
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