Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

I admit to being spoiled.
But not of the rotten kind.
I want to achieve the doing of my best.
And yes,
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Get ready for the future that is to come.
Get ready...
To leave behind the humdrum.
Get ready for the future that is to come.
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With all of the variety and choices from which to select,
One can make to appreciate or replace.
Why do so many fix their focus on just one?
To then complain to anyone within listening distance,
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Disappointed with the mates they've solicited,
And thinking of a special one now ditched...
Sits with a regret that comes,
In the minds committed to lazy bums.
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With a scanning many do to assess,
The outer appearance of another...
To be done from a limited mindset,
Speaks volumes about the environment...
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There are more unidentified flying objects in the sky,
People can not deny they exist anymore.
Even the 'aliens' have begun to land them,
To sit on front doors requesting from the occupants...
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The complexity of college entrance exams.
And the hike of already exorbitant tuition fees...
Diplomas issued in the month of June,
Commencement speeches...
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You can choose to dump it,
Whenever you get sick of it.
Choose to do it,
With a getting rid of it
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I've never been here before.
To knocked on many doors,
Until one opened.
To then be scrutinized,
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We must continue to define our enemies,
With a finding who they are.
To them wipe them off the face of the Earth.
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