Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

You can expect something fresh from me,
With a dedication to keep on a daily basis.
I am not one to maneuver on roads already paved,
To peacock with a doing of slick moves.
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How can you seriously expect,
To be regarded as significant?
Nothing about you reflects a kept indentity.
And a dignity with self respect,
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There's only one way to keep,
A focus with no joking...
Aimed to please.
Let it now be mentioned...
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That which is cemented with content,
Is often overlooked and seldom accepted...
With no intention to be probed,
Beyond what has been mentioned.
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Would a change be easier to accept,
If the doing of it could be scheduled?
And everyone agreed upon that date,
Without it being inconvenient?
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When overwhelming evidence,
Has become increasingly presented...
Of thick and obnoxious pretensions,
Used as a dependency by those in the business...
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I was once told some years ago,
By someone accustomed...
To being noticeably self indulgent.
Deluded and self-deceived.
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Don't be astonished you've become admonished,
By those conditioned with dispositions...
To ride carefree and comfortably on cushioned seats,
As if tourists on a bus after throwing those they've cussed...
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A prefabrication of truth,
Intended to artificially reduce the strength of it...
Is a lie. That's it! What else could it be?
Like someone using the excuse,
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Too many confuse the having of faith,
With a purchase made.
And ability to impress.
To believe themselves as favored.
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