Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

In a flight that has never grounded me,
To relate to life in physical limits.
To perceive an existence,
Bombarded with restrictions.
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There is nothing more disrespecting,
Than to hear others disrespect themselves.
With a diminishing of an environment,
That is claimed to be degrading in standards...
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Judge me all you want.
That doesn't bother me one bit.
I've already done that self examining thing.
With an assessment of every blemish I have...
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Handle your own business.
With an expertise,
You keep.
And be the C.E.O. of it.
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So many are unaware of a programming shared,
That creates their own despair.
And...
Leaving them with minds barren.
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I stood and observed her,
Searching for disgarded soda cans.
And picking through trash,
From a downtown corner garbage bin!
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Those who complain about what some do...
And leave the focusing on handling their own business,
In the hands of others...
Should be ashamed.
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It is getting increasingly obvious...
The difference between,
Those who are comfortable in their skins.
And those trying to fit in,
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I'm not the kind of guy,
You say you like.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
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Blistered passions,
Rising in sweet heat.
Lays to simmer when the panting,
Soothes to cool...
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