Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

There is a reason and purpose for everything.
Nothing occurs without its repercussion.
What is done to do never is finished.
It may be left to accept that way.
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Slick.
This player of tricks sits.
Deep in smothering indecency.
A misfit shown mentally distant.
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Being one brazen in some ways,
Could and may display a bravery.
In the face of overwhelming opposition.
To commend it with audible applause.
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Adorned along the walls.
In hallways of opulence.
Hung are golden framed imitations.
Of a pretentiousness,
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Live your life as if a gift.
To know you've been blessed,
In the receiving of it to experience.
Claim ownership and continue to prevail.
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Can you be cleaned.
To come clean.
And cleansed.
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We all participate,
In the funding of unending rackets.
Schemes to release,
Every dollar from our pockets.
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Thieves of the night.
Wish to shine as bright as stars.
In broad daylight.
As they masquerade their shady ways.
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That which is subjected to objections,
Only becomes scrutinized to dissect and microscoped...
If those evaluating to determine and decide,
Who benefits ultimately.
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Who is it that dares,
To hold others at a higher standard.
Than those they hold themselves.
In a World where daggers are cloaked.
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