Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

It may be wrong to do,
But in some environments...
One has to play along,
With what goes on.
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Experiencing disrespect,
From someone initially met...
One should not proceed,
By taking a forward step.
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If one is in possession of anything,
One has earned and deserves...
Why would others expect,
That this person will beg from them...
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Being unable to see the forest for the trees,
After being guided to where that forest begins...
There is so much more than trees,
Out of one's perspective...
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I've lived in places,
People wouldn't dare visit...
To nod to fall to sleep.
That's why to a degree,
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Someone takes a job volunteering,
To protect a segment of a neighborhood...
Where those living in it have allowed crime to nourish,
To ignore as if to encourage it.
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Most of my life,
I have heard it said...
'It Is What It Is.'
And yet...
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It never ceases to amaze me,
How those behind the scenes...
Continue to play their infantile games,
To create rivalries they wish to perceive.
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I do the best I can to take heed to warnings.
And pay attention I try to do,
To observe those signs alerting me to obstacles...
On the road ahead as I journey through my life.
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Ask me for what you want.
Just ask me,
Ask me.
And make it anything,
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