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Best Poems From
LAWRENCE S. PERTILLAR
(February/'47)
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A Salad to Eat
Different hues...
Some not as bright but invites,
Those who come to eat eagerly
With an assorted presentation
That might satisfy an appetite.
With tomatoes and carrots,
Sliced apples and grapes...
Romaine lettuce sprinkled with chives
Topped with olive oil and vinegar,
Is a treat to see on a plate to delight...
And surprise.
Onions and green peppers,
Can please the eye with sensation.
When someone announces...
'I prefer a salad to eat! '
And they do without a moment's hesitation!
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Affirmative Action
I am not upset,
Because they seem to apply quotas...
To my existence.
But the monthly statistics,
And the cameramen in the backyard...
Filming my every move,
Can be overwhelming.
It's not that I am against affirmative action.
It is the way it is done,
That has me believing I 'am' different than everyone.
And watched too closely!
On a daily basis.
And used to remind them of their superiority.
They claim they don't know enough about me.
I guess they are referring to my skin color.
And how that affords me all of the attention I get!
As if that has anything to do with me being so loved?
Envy has a way of producing conflict.
One thing is for sure...
I am not rolling my eyes at the people on beach,
Who already have my skin color.
Nor am I trying to get darker...
To look good or more healthy!
They've been trying to re-create that,
In their laboratories.
Sick are those demented,
Who weave these insecurities...
Sick are those who expose their wickedness,
And sit back to enjoy those of color bleed!
And sick becomes a greatness believed...
That sinks in obscurity!
Left crazed to defend...
An offensiveness felt,
That angers one of a different colored skin!
Or lack thereof.
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Be Proud Of Your Accomplishments
'Be proud of your accomplishments done.',
This I would say to anyone.
Too many sit prepared to criticize.
And despise an attention someone else gets.
As if they are owed,
To be spoiled, rude and obnoxious.
On top of believing they should be recognized,
For throwing their identified childish tantrums.
If people lived their lives,
With predetermined pre-requisites needed,
To comprehend they could not just sit...
Making demands.
Few would expect to receive entitlements,
Without first completing requirements...
Of knowing and having respect that's accepted.
'Accomplishments to be rewarded are earned.'
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fill This House
Fill this house with abundance.
None like it has ever known.
Fill this house with peace and joy.
And let those within it,
Witness this shown.
Fill this house with a wealth of health,
With a giving of opportunities to dismiss all pain.
Fill this house with the light of light.
And keep the darkness outside to remain.
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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