Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

When one has asked for the truth,
And gets it heard to be delivered straight...
Why is it then they begin,
To accuse the one unafraid to speak it...
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No one wants to believe,
They have been made a fool...
By lies told they have accepted.
And deceived by those who are evil too!
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I've stepped out with a greeting of my fate.
I've stepped out with a greeting of my fate.
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Yesterday I sat determined,
The day before had been in my past.
And every tomorrow after that I lived,
I would not dwell on sadness.
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If to win means that much to anyone,
Feeling a need to campaign for popularity...
Instead of quality or integrity of a performance,
Delivered.
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The more we try to hide behind those denials kept,
The louder out tears are heard...
With a shaking of cold sweats as truth,
Increases to get bigger.
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A preference fixed as a choice to remain,
Glued to misguidance and delusion...
With an accepting of it,
Has its consequences to pay for those...
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Mother Nature has a way,
Of getting everyone's attention.
And after warnings gone disobeyed,
The gauntlet 'She' lays...
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Many have spent lifetimes,
Doing their best...
To manipulate the presence of truth.
And yet there is not one shred of proof,
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You say you love me.
You love me just to get up and leave.
But you love.
You say you love me.
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