Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Why is ignorance so prevalent,
As shown by those who believe...
They have been gifted to release it,
Whenever and wherever...
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I can only produce,
That which I know to show.
With a giving to do that is revealed.
And digging deeper with feeling to do it,
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The more thought I give to the idea of love,
Less is my feeling in the concept of it.
Perhaps when I experienced being 'involved',
There were conditions and preferences to meet.
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If you want me to accept and believe,
You are there caring and in my corner...
With a watching my back to protect.
I suggest giving me a hint or clue,
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If you allowed from me,
What I have tolerated from you...
Over the many years,
I have accepted your thoughlessness...
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It is not impossible to be who one is,
In places where people live without identities.
It just becomes more obvious,
To choose from those who are themselves...
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For the sake of providing clarity...
It is not that those plans promised,
Did not produce those expectations.
They did!
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If you did not want and wish,
For that which appears to exist...
How did it get there?
What is its purpose?
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Alone and knowing it.
That's how it is,
When one is wishing to accomplish.
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People with selective memories,
Always want others not to remember...
What it was they had done.
Especially to those who have survived,
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