Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Remember the days when being portrayed,
As a maverick...
Had offended those 'normal',
Who then considered themselves conformists.
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You turned an intimate relationship,
I wanted to have with just you...
Into a competition.
And from the moment we met...
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Once comforted by standards and values,
Thought to remain in a permanance forever kept...
Were those who felt free,
To pass their critiques and judgements on others...
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Fewer people are discovered and heard,
Arguing over the validity of a truth they see...
To witness.
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Those who take interest,
In the raising of their children...
With encouragement to adventure,
Their lives to live being versatile.
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Many today are finding they can survive,
The adapting to applied adjustments.
With a living of their eyes opened wider,
To realize without trauma or surprise...
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When people speak of education,
To advance an enhancement of understanding...
And the feeding of kept delusions,
Remains without the introduction of truth...
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Those who can not bring themselves,
To appreciate with encouragement...
The gifts and talents others bring to them,
With a benefit that uplifts an environment shared...
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I came to apologize.
However...
I did not expect,
Your sweetened forgiveness.
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'I did nothing to you.'

Isn't it ironic,
When these words are heard...
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