Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Everything has a reason.
Everything.
With a purpose to ponder.
And a place for that purpose,
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She enjoyed her men packed.
He enjoyed his women stacked...
And full of chested love,
Kept bared
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How's the field you're playing on?
You appear to be bruised,
And mentally battered.
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An assessment given with honesty,
Is least received with acceptance.
A degree of secrecy exposed...
Leaves those afraid to face self examination.
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This is not about that.
Or will it be dragged into discussion,
To satisfy a rush to judgement.
That is about confinement,
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1-2-3-4
To become suspected
(Doo-doo-doo-do dooo)
To become suspected
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Can we shake ourselves awake?
Before the dawning comes to leave us.
Can we shake ourselves awake?
Before the moonlight leaves the night.
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It's foolish for you to assume
That I can not feel you.
It is also foolish to believe,
We are within boundaries
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Most of my life...
It was about 'they' and 'them'.
Very little was expressed about 'us' and 'we'.
Until a call for unity became popular.
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My attachment to God
Is not only a practice but a fact.
God and I have been very close...
I do not question my faith.
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