Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

If that which is implemented,
Has been done to correct and heal...
The effects of illness with research and tests,
To detect with a discovering...
...

Strolling in an orchard,
Seeking to get...
Some fresh peaches to pick.
...

This is the argument...

What had not been easily accessible,
But now made available to get...
...

To re-interpret an interpretation to be reversed,
What is the purpose?
Oh oh.
With colons boldened,
...

What is kept protected,
If life itself,
Is threatened to disregard?
As if divisions kept,
...

As a writer I feel I am obligated,
To remain true to the expression I choose.
With an honesty depicted within to reach a point.
A point made I refuse to confuse.
...

Everywhere signs have been appearing,
To end the feeding of selfishness.
And many have come forward to address the issue.
Yet others stubbornly stay,
...

Rewarding assumptions,
Or giving credence to hearsay...
Had not been my introduction,
To a way of life to leave me feeling...
...

You could...
Put it over there,
Like others everywhere...
To refuse and deny that it exists,
...

I feel all my battles,
Are gone.
Gone.
Gone.
...