Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

What is known has been admitted.
Investigated and confirmed.
Why is it there is no conviction,
Of those sitting in positions...
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How sweet the smell,
Of fresh vindication.
Releasing those,
From intended crimes...
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It is not easy,
To buckle in and hush up.
No.
It is not easy,
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The delivery of rotten fish.
And the smell of it described,
As a bouquet of roses that has arrived.
Depends upon the receiver,
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Perhaps a stepping aside,
From your 'hand-me-down' accusations.
Picked up and borrowed to pass along.
With a stopping that to do.
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If the investment was negatively deposited,
Why would anyone expect anything else to get.
Even a child told 'no',
Over and over again will not accept it.
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My fellow citizens.
We have come to the threshold,
Of letting go our precious delusions.
With it to realize,
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Running out of words.
Yet thoughts remain with feelings felt.
But words to share what is there,
Are nowhere around to be found.
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Although difficult it may be,
To avoid conflict.
It is best not to be the one,
Creating it in the first place.
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Right now!
Is better than,
Not now.
To begin...
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