Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

What I say to you offends.
But what should offend,
Is that which is observed...
Not to express my opinion,
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A Revisiting To The Sameness
Some grow believing their discoveries,
Have never been revealed to others...
Until they experience to witness them.
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There had been an accepted myth,
That had protected the many with beliefs...
Credit given to further deepen their debits,
Afforded them with entitlements...
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Let's put aside the debating,
So we can get the basicness of this...
Out of our way.
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Is a boosting automatic,
When one gives up their pain.
And is a boosting automatic,
When there's nothing to gain...
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My bluntness,
Has never been mistaken...
For a beating around the bush.
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Stuck in the middle of,
Something this is not my stuff.
Caught in the middle of,
Something this is not my stuff.
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What is there to lose,
If one's sanity is gained?
When a treasured chest of delusions kept,
Has beliefs of an armed madness...
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The roughest part of living life,
Is trudging through reality.
Some prefer to identify as obstacles.
With determined faith to have them erased.
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A truth dismissed,
Does not solicit for listeners.
Or advocates an enforcement of it.
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