Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

The honey bees aren't the only ones,
Abandoning a sick outlook!
An antiquated conditioning process,
Long needing to be addressed...
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You believe you have something I want.
Something of value,
I need to possess.
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It no longer matters,
As to which rules are chosen to change.
Or who believes a doing will benefit,
Those biased causes that have faded away.
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Aging are many people,
Insecure and adolescent.
Afraid to take that step,
To another stage without regret.
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Freedom,
Should be accepted as a given.
Freedom,
Shouldn't be a thing done to bid.
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With a walk of pride,
And heads held high.
Displaying a confidence seen and undenied.
Some come to think of this still as arrogance.
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It is in the culture.
Fed to accept,
Deception.
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Does it seem as obvious as it is,
That the ones unafraid to take risks...
Have faced challenges and experiences,
To mature from them and benefit.
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'Is there some way to save us from ourselves? '

Of course there is.
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It's not a statement of defiance,
I wear my hair in dreads.
It's who I am...
And I'm proud to show them.
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