Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

By the time their minds begin unfolding...
They will have the consciousness
Of also knowing,
The ignorance they manifested...
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Excuses,
Have been allowed...
To seduce you,
With their usage.
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Karma trapped,
Within those casting shadows.
The time to retract from those knacks...
To ignore signs to stop,
...

Aching to close the shutters.
The view outside holds less surprises.
Although the Sun is shining bright...
The faces reflect,
...

Not into the sounds of whines.
Or complaints rotated on a pity plate.
All that is observed,
Has existed with your acceptance.
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It's all about you?
Shouldn't you be giving up on that notion?
Would you like anyone here,
To administer smelling salts?
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Even with pieces of the sky
Falling down around them...
They still have disbeliefs,
Their way of life
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There is no need
To discuss what has been said.
Especially...
If you have run out of breath,
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Who cares who did what when?
And 'who' was high as a kite,
On 'what'!
Be it crack, smack or Jack Daniels!
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With my writings...
I would love to communicate,
With a clarity comprehended.
But the levels of misunderstanding...
...