Lawrence S. Pertillar
Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems
|20642.||'...I Feel Like I'Ve Been Robbed! '||12/16/2008|
|20644.||...And 'Now' I Lay Me Down To Sleep||5/21/2009|
|20645.||' The Freed Of Getting Frisked At Your Risk Foundation '||5/25/2011|
|20646.||Michael Joseph Jackson||6/25/2009|
|20647.||(the) Fate Of Fatal Lovers||3/14/2009|
|20648.||(the) Benefit Of Needless Conflict||4/12/2009|
|20649.||(the) Budding Grace Of April||4/28/2007|
|20650.||(the) Bigger Lie||5/14/2009|
|20651.||A Broken Heart Within||9/25/2007|
|20652.||(the) Acceptance Of A Nothingness||5/9/2009|
|20653.||$5 A Barrel Of What?||3/6/2008|
|20654.||$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! '
No one can survive these days,
Staying full of anger.
Heating up into a crazed madness.
Without prayers to say.
And deep faith remaining,
To be consciously aware of it.
This madness can not be,
The new normal to accept.