Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 16,356 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

No One Is Here Just To Live A Bit Of Life - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Or rehearse with a picking of phases,
To extend the living they like.

No one is here just to live a bit of life.
Or decide with a doing to refuse,
If the sugar isn't dunked in spice.

No one is here just to live a bit of life.
But many think their lives are lived...
To despise, defy
And...
To backbite.

'Pass me the weed.
Pass me more 'coke'.
Pass me the liquor to heat my throat.'

No one is here just to live a bit of life.
Or rehearse with a picking of phases,
To extend the living they like.

'Pass me the weed.
Pass me more 'coke'.
Pass me the liquor to heat my throat.'

No one is here just to live a bit of life.
But many think their lives are lived...
To despise, defy
And...
To backbite.

'Give me a gun.
Where is a knife.
I see somebody I just don't like.'

No one is here just to live a bit of life.
Or decide with a doing to refuse,
If the sugar isn't dunked in spice.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 8, 2013


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