Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Is it meant to be...
People are made dependent.
With dependency to keep.
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What 'Lord' selected to represent,
The complexity of an abundant Universe...
Would then have 'His' creations limited,
To be interpreted to make little sense?
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I don't care who it is you listen to.
I refuse to hear your complaints,
About what it is they've said.
To then argue with you,
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Don't be a target to concede defeat.
Get up on your feet and keep moving on.
Don't be a target to concede defeat.
Remove this from your mind and keep moving on.
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Offensive comments made,
To those marked by settled sedateness.
And often stuck up with prim self-restraint.
Sober quickly when their ears are heated,
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I admit to being spoiled.
But not of the rotten kind.
I want to achieve the doing of my best.
And yes,
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Get ready for the future that is to come.
Get ready...
To leave behind the humdrum.
Get ready for the future that is to come.
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With all of the variety and choices from which to select,
One can make to appreciate or replace.
Why do so many fix their focus on just one?
To then complain to anyone within listening distance,
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Disappointed with the mates they've solicited,
And thinking of a special one now ditched...
Sits with a regret that comes,
In the minds committed to lazy bums.
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With a scanning many do to assess,
The outer appearance of another...
To be done from a limited mindset,
Speaks volumes about the environment...
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