Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Creating a place,
To nurture the presence of doubt...
Affects and wounds,
One's credibility assumed.
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If I awakened without life,
How could I prove it?
Or validate I once did live?
Who would know I even existed?
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I am not going to sit here,
And listen to a thing you have to say.

'Whew...
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Taste this.
'What is it? '
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If I didn't,
Then who would?

'Then who would,
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The life given to me,
I have made it my own.
With time taken to structure,
And develop with interests...
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Those that do not play an active role,
In the raising of their own children...
But appear from nowhere,
To claim bragging rights.
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Satisfying the attention seeking egos of others,
Is easy.
Express a life lived that is disliked.
Complain about other people.
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The act of evil does not go unscathed.
Nor will the wearing of a huge crucifix...
Protect a deceiver who is a hypocrite,
From receiving to them what comes that is due.
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Put it down!
Pick it up tomorrow.
It will be more relevant.
And then a defensiveness,
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