Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

There comes a time in everyone's life,
When procrastination becomes a worn out vice...
To depend on to conveniently use,
By those choosing to remain undecisive.
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No matter who is teleprompted to say it best.
With the aid of computerized corrected text.
There has been a definite downslide in the quality of life.
And less sense is made by those who become offended,
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The only debate I wish to have with my neighbor,
Is over two million dollars I gave to them.
Oppose to the one million I had promised,
But made a decision I could afford to give them more.
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Only those who have discovered the truth,
For what it really is...
Can no longer submit to denial.
Or masquerade the experiencing of pain.
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To tap into one's energy,
With a sapping of most of it away...
To then say how distant someone has become,
With a leaving of nothing getting done...
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Refusing to take a medicine,
That has been prescribed as advised...
By a doctor one does not like,
Because of the directness of the method used...
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I've done the best I could.
But no matter how outsiders may look at it,
To say what I did or did not do for anyone else.
There are some things I am still unable to do!
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Those elected to represent their constituents,
To present their interests politically...
Are being accused of politicizing life,
Religiously.
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Observing...
With a giving to someone,
Undivided attention.
To listen as they reflect retrospectively,
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The increase of self righteousness,
Shown by those deep in deceptive...
False claims and accusations made,
Is clearly on the surface now.
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