Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

No truth is like the truth,
One has been introduced to and knows.
It sticks and grows to rid delusions.
And follows wherever one goes,
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My heart has felt,
More than my eyes can accept.
And yet...
My mind refuses to seek denial.
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Insurance. Guns. And wars to increase.
Morbid strokes feed employment opportunities.
More police. More fear.
More need for home based security.
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Humanitarians are too often depicted,
As those being weak and having liberal ideals.
Like people who show respect when giving it to another.
And considered to be misfits, derelicts and other labels,
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Excuse me.

'No problem.
Hold on.
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Many choose to remain anonymous,
When making public their displeasure...
To incite and backbite someone who is picked,
For a non-specific twist that gets attention.
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It's not me that forgets,
The life I live or my experiences.
But often it seems,
Anyone I haven't seen in YEARS...
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People do not love,
The people they deceive.
Know this and keep on moving.
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Feel lifted.
And consider it done.
Feel lifted.
And consider it done.
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Failure lovers who are activists at torment,
Are often amazed, shocked and surprised...
To discover what they accept as failure,
Has nothing to do with a success compared...
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