Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

'He this...'
She says.
'She that...'
He replys.
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It's not polite to slam the door,
On the face of one who aggravates!
Invite them in...
And push them out the window instead!
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If I said pack it up
And put it in a truck!
Drive away from me forever
Since my doors to you will be shut!
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Economize my rise I've done.
And snipped from useless baggage kept,
With steps directed towards the Sun.
And clouded eyes are now so clear.
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Excuse themselves from war they try.
As if their deeds will disappear with alibis.
With theft and segregation ties...
Lies created now stare back in their eyes.
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Lie!
Shake hands and smile in their faces.
Strip them of their natural resources.
Starve them to death!
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What do you mean...
What I send out
Will be returned to me?
But I've only done
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Now that scholars have declared this crisis official,
They gather to discuss agendas to address it!
The same 'minds' who stood on the sidelines,
To watch the escalation with intellectual explanations!
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You have absolutely nothing to share with me!
What I was willing to give,
You completely ignored to explore avenues of your ego!
Even though I knew this...
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Isn't it funny?
You spent all your time
Trying to find 'something'
To undermine me!
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