Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

I am 'where' I am,
With no explanations to extend.
On a path that has led me,
To twist and turn and often bend.
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The passing of time should be evidence enough,
That nothing from a yesterday returns to live as is.
The observing of seasons coming to pass,
Should leave all with lessons taught.
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It's okay if you blow me off.
Who knows,
I might even like it.
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There is this feeling that comes and goes,
I get.
Of being left stranded,
As if alone...
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Your friends may have you believing,
Anything you want to hear and wish.
Those are your friends.
They may be competing with me.
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Just how stagnant, backed up and polluted,
Is the thinking in those country?
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These times are moving too rapidly,
For anyone to perceive they can keep moments...
Once experienced from a past preserved.
To remain unchanged.
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I haven't done one thing to them,
To be treated in this manner.
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If you really want to feel offended by anything done,
To you that is believed is directed.
Be you offended,
By being deceived, manipulated and used.
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Nobody else will ever get a chance to get it.
Oh no.
Or make claims that they had it when they did.
No!
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