Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Life to have lived,
Through several different experiences.
Had to have learned,
From each one of them.
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There is nothing more deceiving,
Than people who make up lies.
Biting like gnats and fleas.
Then leave an itch.
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No position will I take,
Whether to volunteer or be paid.
To take anyone by the hand.
And guide them through,
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It can harass.
The embarrassment of ignorance.
And has yet prevented,
The overwhelming presence of it...
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A wishing with it wanted,
To return back to that comfortability...
Of a 'normalcy' missed.
And a functional way of life.
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Going nowhere.
To stay there!
Like moss growing on a rock.
Remaining more stubborn than not.
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An abnormalcy gone,
To miss the normalizing of it.
Has left to exit.
Regardless who wishes its return.
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It is to no one's advantage,
To escalate a heated debate...
The evidence of truth produced.
Or who discovered it.
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How can anyone maintain confidence,
Listening to a message that remains...
Effectively inconsistent.
With it then to have added comments,
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One lie known to tell it told,
Has a way to escalate...
With an ease to disease,
Long established families.
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