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Best Poems From
LAWRENCE S. PERTILLAR
(February/'47)
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Concepts Of Totalitarianism
Quietly swept in unsuspecting steps,
Towards concepts of totalitarianism.
With an autocratic rule set.
Leaving all freedoms deluded and state control.
As mindsets are kept bigoted and racist,
To ensure the onset of divisions...
Patrolled by those uniformed in camouflage.
Quietly swept in unsuspecting steps,
But observed as this feeding is accepted.
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Civil Disobedience!
The majority of them have lived their lives,
In an isolated racist bubble.
Now that their comfort has been marked by troubles...
They seek a bailout from their mindless gains.
With wishes their selfishness did not exist.
Or had not been obvious to others,
Who had witnessed this!
While a greed was fed to exploit those in need.
Those who now seem much better off.
Since they have less blood to bleed...
Than those who lived totally on their good credit.
And loans the economy...
Can no longer assist them in their leeching to feed.
And their misdeeds and deceit...
Now chases them in fear!
With no escape from this beast!
While they swarm the streets...
In civil disobedience!
Treating them with a taste of defeat!
Completely out of their minds...
Come the times for those of selfishness!
Protesting that their interests,
Has left them in duress!
With no fingers to point.
As they are kept close to their own chests!
In attempts to keep themselves...
From losing their precious breath!
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mentor
And we come back again,
Full circle...
Mentor friend of mine!
We've locked horns,
Both too strong to admit...
The direction taken,
Had been ordained and defined!
But this time I find reason...
With sharpened tools,
You helped me find...
To thank you for your time,
You unselfishly gave.
To assist and clarify
What I needed to polish and refine!
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shock
The shock of what is not,
Is more disturbing...
Than the acceptance of what is!
Once what is not,
Is stopped and dropped...
A reality delivered,
Ceases attempts...
To make what is not,
Meant to limit with intent.
Meant to have many consent...
To a controlled existence with contempt!
And what is 'not'...
Loses the attention given.
Loses an illusion driven,
To have and behold delusion.
And delusion and reality...
Do not a couple make.
Not today,
When earthquakes are shaking foundations...
Once believed permanent,
Because they were man made!
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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