Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

I feel the thunder.
And it embraces.
I see the lightening...
And its electrical traces.
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She's a woman.
And he is black.
Republicans and democrats...
Fighting to decide,
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Look...
I could care less,
About you being stressed
Distressed, depressed...
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My goal?
To please God.
And do as He wishes.
That is my goal.
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'I know who I am!
And I ain't tryin' to convince nobody.
I'm not seeking...
Nor am I looking for anyone's approval.
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Believing to discredit him,
They would expose his sexual preferences...
And doing so would do him in!
But those of a higher consciousness,
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I will never understand...
A mind closed off,
And afraid of challenges.
One that accepts,
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The power of the almighty dollar,
Has been crushed and vanished.
And the Land of Fantasies...
Has issued the last of citations,
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If I wished to reach a goal...
And my thoughts were not assisted?
And all I did was sit and lipped it.
How close to that goal do you think I'd be?
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By the time racist ways have been erased,
And those who held onto them...
Either have changed,
Or death came to them to have them replaced.
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