Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

One's kept faith is the test with a letting,
Of those obstacles faced to witness erased.
To then confirm, if wished...
In a testament to one's belief.
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What is it that time has allowed me to admit?
With an acknowledgement of it I could not deny,
Even if I wished and tried...
By using a bevy of creative excuses to make?
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Let go of a tightening hold.
Loosen up and remove that load.
Be free and step out bold.
Lift up those bended shoulders.
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Saccharined and sweetened bits,
Sour by the hour.
Those saccharined and sweetened bits,
Become more difficult to devour.
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Step into a vacuum without lament.
And...
Don't have your feathers everyday be plucked,
If want to duck confusion.
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So much more than the facts are tapped,
To manipulate appearances...
And those distracted by an exposure of that.
Prepared most are not to lighten their loads,
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It wasn't meant to be what it was to keep.
Yesterday and those days before.
It wasn't meant to be what it was to keep.
But come as it does to undo those doings done.
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One deciding to pick another,
To initiate a game to play...
Should,
At least...
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Deceptive images given,
To depict someone's innocence...
To gain sentiments of empathy,
With a wide acceptance to have this believed...
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I have no desire to 'acquire' honesty.
I am honest and this offends pretenders.
Those not yet willing to accept the directness,
Of what a freedom obtained gives to them.
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