Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Moments taken,
Just to sit being silent.
Allowing one's mind to drift.
In the vastness of silence.
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The horror supported,
Endorsed to terrify.
Represents the wickedness,
A perceived status to have it...
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Time...
Has never proven to be,
Forgiving or kind.
Done to do by anyone,
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Being aware and staying prepared,
Of the possibilities...
That may be ahead.
Makes the living of life,
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We may have our differences.
In appearance and opinions made.
Few are born,
To pick from a selection...
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Running away.
Sweating.
Gasping for breath.
And terrified.
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This is such a diverse,
And talented gathering.
With people enjoying,
The acceptance to be themselves.
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Stubbornly denying,
They are dieing.
And killing themselves.
Doing it with shovels to them given.
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Again we do a wrong not right.
To please and satisfy,
A short lived appetite.
Again.
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Social media droolers.
Limited with demented minds.
Hoping their waste of time,
Leaves a significance to undermine...
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