Lawrence S. Pertillar
Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems
|18641.||'...I Feel Like I'Ve Been Robbed! '||12/16/2008|
|18643.||...And 'Now' I Lay Me Down To Sleep||5/21/2009|
|18644.||Michael Joseph Jackson||6/25/2009|
|18645.||' The Freed Of Getting Frisked At Your Risk Foundation '||5/25/2011|
|18646.||(the) Fate Of Fatal Lovers||3/14/2009|
|18647.||(the) Benefit Of Needless Conflict||4/12/2009|
|18648.||(the) Budding Grace Of April||4/28/2007|
|18649.||(the) Bigger Lie||5/14/2009|
|18650.||A Broken Heart Within||9/25/2007|
|18651.||(the) Acceptance Of A Nothingness||5/9/2009|
|18652.||$5 A Barrel Of What?||3/6/2008|
|18653.||$10 A Gallon?||3/18/2008|
$10 A Gallon?
$10 a gallon?
'Does that really matter now?
When it approached
One dollar per gallon...
You should have voiced your concern then!
Not when your pockets have gotten thin.
And deepened to hold more lint!
You want to make cents?
Put these sunglasses on.
Grab a twig from a bush...
And get to begging!
You might gain some sympathy,
From someone who recognizes you are in disguise.
And they are in the mood,
To share with you their good attitude.
IF they have some of 'that' left! '
Picked To Be Tokens
Picked to be tokens.
Selected to window dress.
But pleasant and soft spoken.
Going through the motions.
Smiling with hearts broken.
And keeping felt emotions,
To themselves and no one else.
Charading and staging.