Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

That comfort once given,
To those fleeing to live in suburbia...
Has become more disturbing,
To those who had taken flight...
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I have been the me,
I have been blessed to have been.
I didn't have to go anywhere to pretend.
And where I've been I did my 'thing'.
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The best way not to be caught up in a frenzy?
Avoid being that one,
Accepting beliefs...
Being caught up in a frenzy,
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Representing a decadence this is...
Represents its existence,
As it is and this is clear.
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It is always the economy,
Affecting needs.
Always it is!
And not one's education...
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Stop your copping on my duty,
That your are trying to scoop.
Stop your snooping to excuse it too,
Boo!
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Once it is observed,
And perceived to be easy...
Everyone begins making claims,
They too can make thunder roll.
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What is it,
That a living basically...
One enjoys,
Annoys other people?
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If it is true you knew,
How I felt in those times...
Where were you,
To help me empty...
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Hard it is,
To esacpe from those common places.
And familiar faces we grow with perceptions,
Comfort us in an exchange of receptions...
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