Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Play it safe and hope that caution is with it.
Suppress your passion and let it sit.
As you dance around the bushes...
Seeking to be accepted.
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Here!
Take this from me with a purpose to label it yours.
I wont be offended.
Nor will I be the one to defend my giving.
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Attached to a retro-fitness...
Like a face that has been lifted.
Prepared and equipped,
To manufacture again anything...
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There will always be issues,
Among those insecure enough to have them.
Always there will be,
Those who put themselves in positions...
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I am a writer.
Not a combat fighter.
I choose to use my mind for thought.
And not to collect schemes to manipulate,
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Too many times I have heard you crying.
With a sighing done about your life.
And too many times I have held you close,
With a wishing that perhaps I should loosen my hold.
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Now they want to say,
Many mistakes by them were made.
As if a stumbling along the way,
Did not scream to get their attention.
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Seeking to have revealed,
The person behind the persona?
With a feeling felt real,
Stripped from a concealment?
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When people wish to relive their failures,
To have them praised as victories...
What better days can they look forward to living?
And upon whose values delusioned,
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Insignificant and trivial wars fought.
As if somewhere in the Universe...
Emblems of declarations,
Will be bestowed upon those victorious.
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