Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

When you awaken one morning,
And feeling the absence of B.S.
Don't stop to wonder where it is...
Or quickly get dressed,
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Two weeks after I graduated from high school,
I was in the Air Force.
Patriotic and eighteen.
Scared as hell during basic training...
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A blast fantastic.
Lightening fast.
And penetrating with quickness.
Nothing earthly,
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Big shots poop out now!
Mangled they are...
And twisting in gale forced winds.
An ending to feed them notoriety...
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I try my best,
To not strike out!
It is hard to hit home runs...
When up at bat,
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There is nothing to deliver,
Either way!
There is nothing for neither one of us,
To say.
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Aborted alibis,
Have been denied...
To carry impregnated excuses.
The womb of lies has been cleansed.
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Learn to be proud
Of what is done that you do.
Whether a talent, a skill or a gift
You feed.
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Behind walls they hid,
An occupied attachment...
With that which they believed,
Was a life real with materialism.
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There is no where to rebuild
Those shadows of weaknesses,
Behind doors closed.
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