Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

He who scopes upon another,
With wishes to take away, claim and fake...
Is often the one scoped,
With an acknowledgement of his true deeds.
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No one has to accept new and fresh debts,
With a sitting on their front steps...
Regetting in a public display of it.
As if the giving of pity to pocket,
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Some just can't let it be!
With a letting go.
They want to beat it to then leave it.
Come back,
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You run away from me as if chased.
And I stay in place wondering,
Is this an expression of your stamina?
Or should I hide to allow you,
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Expressing one's beliefs,
Is a good thing...
To explore in the sharing,
Of those differences.
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I wish someone would stop me,
And ask me why I peacock.
As if I am not suppose to flaunt,
My pride and dignity.
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It is unfolding,
The disclosure...
Of the coming of a new plateau.
And on minds imposing with a showing,
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Faking how what and who terminated,
From retired positions and when.
To generate an attention lacking,
In any of it being given to them.
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Those unfamiliar with leadership,
Should not be expected
To understand it.
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What am I out to prove?
What would make you think,
I am out to prove something?
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