Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

In between those moments gone,
And those wished to be...
I finally realized,
I can not continue to analyze my life.
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It shows on the faces of those that don't grow...
How difficult it is for them,
To let things go!
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Ending all acts of degrading participation,
That makes one feel underestimated...
Is the best solution,
To keep from having deeds done reduced...
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It takes more than just eyes,
One must keep on a prize.
It takes a test of patience,
With a taste for discipline.
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A style that brings the people,
From seats to feet...
Is something that isn't easily done.
Especially if more than a few are pleased.
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'My beliefs and restrictions.
Those thoughts I kept,
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The people who make claims,
They do not know what's going on today...
Are the same people yesterday,
That said the same thing.
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Waiting.
As if in the cold...outside!
Feeling a joke had been told.
And I knew it.
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This stirred inside me,
Long before I spoke.
Or said a word first.
Few concepts come to sit,
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Undo a knot I myself tied?
Tight and to perfection?
To admit I had done this to myself...
Would spoil the empathy I get,
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