Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

A duty to truth.
And the commitment of some,
To stun with this done.
Has brought shame to many,
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There are some who will vouch,
They too had been tossed about until exhausted.
By attempts they have tried on many occasions.
To awaken others addicted on the quickest of ways,
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Who is it that will admit,
And honestly say...
They have awakened lately,
From a peaceful sleep.
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No yesterday is worth reliving.
If it was given already blessed to live.
And no memory is worthy to reminisce it.
If nothing from doing this,
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Without rest.
Or sleep to get.
I live to better best,
What it is I do.
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Fake and plastic.
Lifelike.
With touches of humanity.
Naturally duplicitous.
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Contaminated minds.
Hollow.
Minds contaminated,
From the inside out.
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The only way,
To rid a nuisance.
Permitted to create havoc,
Displayed in deteriorating public ways.
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Those picked to sit in leadership positions,
Would not be there if they cared about truth.
Leaders are often selected,
Based first upon their charisma.
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Under layers of a tasteful faking.
Lies and imitations,
Too appealing to refuse a perfection to charade.
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