Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 97,031 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

So Accustomed To This - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Accustomed we are,
To cheapness.
With a fakeness that glistens.
And being on knees to plead,
For a decent existence.

Accustomed we are,
To reach with a seeking.
Although deceived by theories idealized,
To keep our delusions fresh...
And kept alive as standards long rusted.

So accustomed to this,
We are...
Caught up in despising any realist,
Found to be painting scenes...
Pictured as observed.

And yet seen but felt demeans,
With exaggerated caricatures...
Depicting realities lived as they are.
But denied.
With a feeling that leaves those believing,
How appalled they are to be this openly offended.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 9, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, October 10, 2011


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