Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

No more insults.
Just provide the proof,
And evidence of results...
Of a having respect.
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Anyone living these days,
Facing the reality of truth.
And having the consciousness of it,
To accept and refuse...
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From me you don't get...
Any kind of satis-fackshunnn.
To believe you can get,
Easily from me...
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The only way I can find,
The time...
To better live.
Is to stop looking for ways,
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What I owe to myself,
Is a forgiveness.
To allow and permit,
Someone's B.S.
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And...
After the devastating effects,
Of coronavirus goes.
With a pandemic.
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This madness to have it,
Has to be a strategy.
To have all races,
Embrace and laugh hysterically.
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Anyone can call,
An intention meant.
Anything they wish,
To call it to be.
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People know a wrong done committed.
To see and hear it,
For what it is to be.
With this difference of it made...
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Whoever has the pockets,
Deep and filled with cash.
Keys to unlock,
Polished mahogany doors.
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