Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

In the spirit of the vernal equinox,
Arriving on the 20th of March in 2010.
And in this year and on that day,
For us Spring then begins.
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Don't you feel a mess,
When you don't get those kudos?

Kudos.
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My space is my space!
And it's a happy place deserved.

Long in development.
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The escalation of fear,
To justify an acceptance of madness...
Should make it increasingly clear,
Of a mindset infected...
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Ferguson?
Just another place,
Where racism exists.
And historically...
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Here to energize and motivate.
Not to attempt to make a quick escape.
For the sake of being clever.
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The last time I had the opportunity,
To sugarcoat anything...
I was a child making candied apples.
From a family recipe,
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How their daddies dragged them through the mud,
To leave momma alone to talk to potted plants...
On an urban window sill to nourish,
Is a depiction of life...
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You can read it as it is,
For the rest of your life!
And...
It will still make sense.
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Madness driven and pushed to the edge.
Everything they believe in lays crushed and dead.
A compromise can not be reached!
They seek a singeing that burns within.
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