Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

When a mind is freed and released,
To experience a life lived with unavoidable changes...
One's perception of what is real and what isn't,
Often comes to offend...
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People who believe they can erase,
What they have come to face on a daily basis...
And not dissect to self exam their routines and rituals,
But expect their denials kept does not affect...
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They want the freedom to purchase guns.
But don't want a firing range to be built near them,
Feeling restrictions to them will come.

They want the criminals arrested,
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Don't let your loving baby cry,
Or tears stain on their cheeks.
Don't you let your loving baby cry,
Or leave them alone to weep.
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Coverups, excuses made and deceit.
If I am not mistaken,
We all were told...
The curriculum would be changing,
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Last night...
I whipped up something,
To quench my appetite.
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If there is anything to learn,
As inhabitants on this Earth.
There is much 'to' learn...
As inhabitants on this Earth.
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As strange as my name...
I can't describe this feeling.
I can't declare it stays the same.
This feeling does not linger.
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You have captured an essence.
A cascading flow...
With a scent I know.
No one will take that away from me.
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And I know you know it too.
A truth we feel existing.
And we do not sit...
Wondering about it.
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