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  LAWRENCE S. PERTILLAR (February/'47)
 
 
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  9437.     

Not From My Dried Eyes To Cry

I understand.
To not have been understood.
Even with attempts made to explain.
No one would better than I could.
And I knew I shouldn't,
Continue making those attempts.

I have also been the butt end of jokes.
To have made others provoked into laughter.
With a doing as if my feelings felt,
Were less than those that others have.
So does that mean what I feel to know it real,
Is better kept to myself to know it felt?

More than twice I have left things treasured.
Things I collected and then had possessed.
To leave behind in distant places,
With them kept by someone else.
Just to be closer to those I loved.
To hear rumors spread how selfish I was.

('Selfish. I'm here with nothing 'and' called selfish? ')

And today I no longer contemplate,
Awaiting for those to awaken with a consciousness...
To realize their conflicts and dilemmas,
Reflect misdeeds they themselves create.
With that to understand what is done to others,
Returns to the doer who initiates their commands.

('Selfish. I'm here with nothing 'and' called selfish?
God please keep me from reacting to their ignorance? ')

Should I ignore the sounds of loud weeping,
Coming from those who once provoked their jokes?
Or should I express my understanding,
With an empathy towards them to sincerely show?
Should I ignore their feelings felt to express to feel,
Are not from my dried eyes to cry anymore.
And accept my blessings to keep that understood.

('Yes. Be selfish. Be blessed and keep that felt.
To understand and accept with no need to explain.')
 
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  9438.     

Not From Out Of Town

Too determined to get upset by critique,
During the days where shadows loom...
In places that support the exposure,
Of razor sharpened teeth.
And people speak with acid laden tongues.
Nor does the thought of running comes.
Not when scenes like these,
Drip from blood thirsting creatures...
Seeking the attention sought and given!

'Yes...
I did request a virgin bloody mary.
And no...
I am not from out of town!
Just visiting,
From one of the local neighborhoods.
May I have a twist of lemon with that, please? '
 
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  9439.     

Not Fulfilling Our Demands

Violent computer generated games,
Are being embedded in the imaginations...
Of unsuspecting children.
Just about every TV show,
Has a theme of someone getting maimed...
Or killed after being rushed to a hospital,
With a cast of overheated medical attendents.

Children today can spell corruption,
Quicker than they can spell 'biology, chemistry...
Speak correct English or do simple math.
And you've come to ask me,
Why are today's children disrespectful?
And obscene?
It couldn't be a negligent society.
No!
Let's blame all our headaches on elected leaders,
Not fulfilling our demands to suit our self righteous needs.
 
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  9440.     

Not Gifted With That Kind Of Wealth

Within the framework
Of who it is I am.
And all that I am,
Is my purpose to nurture.
And I do not see that as being perfected,
Any time soon.
I have been given too much personal work to do!
I have not yet been approved,
Or granted the right...
To pass judgements!
I am too busy being grateful,
For the blessings I have
To explore the lives of others.
Their present, future or past!
Especially when business that is being conducted,
Is not shared for a mutual benefit!
And I am not gifted with that kind of wealth,
To bestow on others...
With a probing that does not concern me.
In other words...
I respect the definition of privacy.
And what that means.
 
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