Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

No one knows with it shown to rehearse,
Where an unpaven road will take them.
There is no map with detailed attractions,
With distractions attached.
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One can and when wished,
Modify that which one has created.
To update with changes made if it is so desired.
However...
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A kept objective to stay effective,
And not it to neglect...
Eventually reflects a return of respect given,
Everyone should and could expect.
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This feeling is like none other.
And unexpected to accept as new.
Easier it is to let go of the past.
To know true happiness I have at last.
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The only acceptance a known deception seems to have,
Is the feeding of a greed that benefits the one who receives.
But leaves the one deceived unexpectedly flattered.
Until the repeating of the deceiving becomes a routine.
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To concentrate on that which has been gossiped,
With a continuing to ignore the presence of facts...
Doesn't change to remove what has been swept,
Under a rug to be kept hidden and denied...
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Never do those things you think are secret,
And are hidden 'cause...
People,
Soon or later find out.
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Are you pleased with those deeds that you did were done?
And even if the doing did not please everyone...
Were you happy with the making of 'your' efforts?
And were those efforts that you made your best?
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If the doing is worthy of saving.
Make it work!
Swift to be done quickly,
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Why is it that those who are picked,
To suffer through accusations upon them made...
Are sought after as time passes,
To be the ones most reliable...
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