Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Tuesday came and gone,
And I was still in Summer.
Wishing the Autumn breeze,
Would drift away with the winds!
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You have been a highly acclaimed person,
For a number of years.
And yet you do not appear to be on anyone's radar.
Very few people know who you are.
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If discouraging my sensibilities,
With the implementation...
That effects my forward footsteps,
You believe can be done...
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In today's society,
People are seldom happy...
Unless the ruining of someone else's life,
Has come to enhance a feeling of self worth.
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Why are the people horrified?
And running about as if panicked?

'They are trying to find places to hide.
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On my way to feeling lost and blue...
I remembered what you said,
About inviting dread.
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People have become too complacent.
With a caring not to listen.
Or a caring done to comprehend!
Believing a sleepwalk exercised...
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The offerings are there,
To appease our growing need...
Feeding those ever changing sensibilities.
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I remember once being driven with interest,
To several aspects of the performing arts.
With a desire to learn everything I could...
About acting, movement, directing, playwriting,
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A rushing done to be accountable today...
Leaves 'what' to be influenced?
An attention to get?
Or is it a wish to be thought of as responsible?
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