Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Each moment I get to experience,
Will be to acknowledge...
The magnificence of it.
With a freedom to explore,
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Everyday demons keep active.
Busy reminding victims who have healed,
Just who inflicted upon them a wickedness.
And with a slick pro-activeness,
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Fussing to stay stuck to images.
And this teaching keeps us cursed,
To symbolize that first without worth.
With idols to believe in to quench our thirst.
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I can use a big lift,
To leave a rut.
And have it benefit,
To fill my cup.
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Too many have been 'programmed',
To base their unsolicited opinions...
On others and how they 'seem' to be,
With quick assessments...
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In small urban towns,
Where people exist...
To be in the business of others,
Not too much concrete is done...
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Why should I help you make it,
Any bigger than what it is?
I know of your perceptions and opinions of me.
But I will say this...
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Who I am,
Has never been shown...
To ignite from anyone a specifc interest.
What I 'should' or 'could' be doing...
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You've got foes.
I've got foes.
Everybody you know got their foes,
And this God shows.
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When witches hiss and sit to knit,
Webs to stick those picked with intricate needles...
While directing their falsities with venomed lips,
A commanding to demand of disciples...
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