Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Conscious minds,
With thoughts to think.
And constantly seeking answers...
For that which does not make sense,
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On a mission?
To be different and be distant.
Are you on a mission?
Pointless to mention personal sentiments.
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I often wanted and wished,
To have a support of a lover.
Or someone I trusted,
Who expressed an interest...
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Seldom strengthens trust.
Those false representations,
Keeps one to question...
Too often and too much.
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Underneath a wealth of knowledge,
I am 'suspected' to have...
Are layers of experienced ignorance.
And a stubbornness I once had.
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I would rather prove with a doing done,
Since I want my actions to speak...
Louder than my words are heard.
Allowing any mistakes to be made,
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Street hustlers,
Living a life to sniff a quick buick...
With a belief under the table transactions,
Beats a system returning them luck.
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There should be some credit given,
To anyone making attempts...
With a doing of something completely different,
Besides sitting on a fence...
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What sense does the expense of it make,
To claim traps are set 'and' placed...
With hundreds of them permanently based.
But one mouse is allowed to escape,
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They're people tired of hoping,
And told to cope.
They're people tired of moping,
And duped like dopes.
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