Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

From which one of your stale placements,
Do you believe you can rate...
My taste for staying updated?
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Whether she is Latino,
African-American.
Caucasian white!
Or anything they decide to be...
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Statistics,
As they are followed...
And used for the benefit,
To ingrain a subjective confidence...
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The game players of America,
Are first bred in our neighborhoods.
They are conditioned to be gangsters,
Crooks and hoodlums.
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Hoe nah håy.
Hoe nah håy...
Nah nah nah.
Hoe nah håy nah nah.
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It's too bad it died.
Love we tried to keep,
Ecstatic.
Then one day it dried.
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People who believe they are indispensible...
Are the ones ready to kill.
Believing the experience of life,
Is theirs to give and take at will.
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I get a bit,
Romantic.
I get a bit,
Sensual.
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'Let that ego go! '

Are you kidding?
You of all people,
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Tattered had been my love!
With a shattered heart that has mended.
When I thought it unbearable...
To witnessed the lips I kissed,
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