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  LAWRENCE S. PERTILLAR (February/'47)
 
 
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  3997.     

Chasing Tales

I 'use' to be caught up in perceptions,
Of a collective unity.
The kind that would thrive to excite,
Participation...
From those who approached,
The cause of this...
With an identity as a guarantee.
To usher in a motivation that would begin,
To uplift the 'disadvantaged' ones...
In aspiring but depressed,
Inner city communities.

How nobel a cause!

But soon I witnessed in disbelief,
Opportunities mentioned...
Were often teased.
By those who would preach publicly,
A need.
Only to see a chasing of tales...
Implemented by deceivers,
Who would discredit the ones sincere.
To ensure defeat they would receive,
With the creation of 'that' made extremely clear.

I 'use' to be caught up in perceptions,
Of a collective unity.
The kind that would thrive to excite,
Participation...
From those who approached,
The cause of this...
With an identity as a guarantee.
To usher in a motivation that would begin,
To uplift the 'disadvantaged' ones...
In aspiring but depressed,
Inner city communities.

How nobel and global!

But an addiction to chasing tales,
Was the only thing meant...
As a permanent reality,
To give all the luxury of time misspent.
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 

   
   
 

  3998.     

Chasing The Sounds Of A Remembered Flute

Chasing the sounds of a remembered flute,
And not choosing a route from where to begin...
Can be unsettling for the one undecided,
If it was a piccolo used with an octave higher.
Or if the flute thought heard,
Was not in fact,
A clarinet?
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 

   
   
 

  3999.     

Chasing Their Dreams

No one or anyone prevented them,
From chasing their dreams...
No!
No one would.
No!
No one could.

And when anyone has material things,
That glistens their bling...
A way is found to obtain them,
Legitimately.
Or, clandestine to shine in their minds.
'Cause...
No one can intervene or prevent,
One who is chasing dreams...
No!
No one would.
No!
Or stop them if they could.

No one can or prevent one who is...
Chasing their dreams...
No!
No one would,
If they...
Thought they could.

And then a time comes when achievements,
Have been done...
That one will wish for a life simplistic,
With someone.
Remembered from a past that was happy and basic,
But...
They left them fast to chase,
After their dreams.

OH...
No one or anyone prevented them,
From chasing their dreams...
No!
No one would.
No!
No one could.

OH...
No one or anyone prevented them,
From chasing their dreams...
No!
No one would.
No!
No one could.

And today a basicness is wished,
But...
No one or anyone prevented them,
From chasing their dreams...
No!
No one would.
No!
No one could.

Today a basicness is wished,
But...
Chasing their dreams,
Left them...
Caught up in schemes.
And...
No one could prevent them,
From...
Chasing their dreams...
No!
No one would.
No!
No one could.
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 

   
   
 

  4000.     

Cheap Shot Takers

Faking how what and who terminated,
From retired positions and when.
To generate an attention lacking,
In any of it being given to them.

Those cheap shot takers,
Seem to come from out of the cracks...
All over the place.
As they sip on old and aging lemonade,
To stir up controversy from places low grade.

Sour and dry,
As their dismissed personalities.
With hopes that a difference,
From their embellished memoirs...
Will heighten their nonexistent credibility.

When none of it originally...
Came from them to be made.
Or whatever it was done they did,
Was worthy of a remembered taste.
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 
 
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