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  LAWRENCE S. PERTILLAR (February/'47)
 
 
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  11197.     

Resist Those Bitter Conflicts

Step into a vacuum without lament.
And...
Don't have your feathers everyday be plucked,
If want to duck confusion.

Step into a vacuum without lament.
And...
Don't have your feathers everyday be plucked,
If want to duck confusion.

Resist those bitter conflicts,
And...
Feel free to strut your stuff.
Keep a peace that will never leave,
And...
Feel free to strut your stuff.
Be kind to your state of mind,
And...
Feel free to strut your stuff.
Give all the nonsense up.

Step into a vacuum without lament.
Resist those bitter conflicts,
Intended to you sent.

Keep a peace that will never leave.
And...
Feel free to strut your stuff.
Be kind to your state of mind,
And...
Feel free to strut your stuff.
Resist those bitter conflicts,
Intended to you sent.
None of it pays the rent.

Step into a vacuum without lament.
And...
Don't have your feathers everyday be plucked,
If want to duck confusion...
Feel free to strut your stuff.
Give all the nonsense up.

Keep a peace that will never leave.
And...
Feel free to strut your stuff.
Be kind to your state of mind.
And...
Feel free to strut your stuff.
Resist those bitter conflicts,
Intended to you sent.
None of it will pay the rent.

Why keep your shoulders bent offended,
And...
Why keep your shoulders bent defended,
And...
Why keep your shoulders bent consented,
And...
Why keep your shoulders bent,
Offended to defend and that consented!
 
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  11198.     

Resistance To Its Existence

Only those who have discovered the truth,
For what it really is...
Can no longer submit to denial.
Or masquerade the experiencing of pain.
Pain has a way of making personal,
Its visitations...
When the prolonging of a resistance,
To its existence...
Is revealed in the feeling of it.
With an intended healing,
From all that had been delusioned.

And all that 'had' been delusioned,
Is observed still catering...
To willing participants.
Disregarding an urgency.
And...
The presence of it meant!

And all that 'had' been delusioned,
Is observed still catering...
To willing participants,
Subdued...
In a resistance to truth's existence.

And all that 'had' been delusioned,
Refusing the acceptance of truth...
Is observed subdued,
In a resistance to its existence.

And all that 'had' been delusioned,
Is observed still catering...
In a resistance to truth's existence.
While attempting to escape from its insistence.
Disregarding an urgency.
And...
The presence of it meant!
 
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  11199.     

Resources We All Need

A negotiated peace,
With anyone who has illegally place...
Their feet on occupied land,
May be diplomaticized!
To try to reach,
An agreeable settlement.
But in the eyes of those disposed,
Feelings may arise they should oppose such theft.
And to be declared as terrorists and threats...
On lands that are rightfully theirs,
Is not best.
When public opinion has been distrubed,
By unrest!
Especially when seeking...
Resources we all need,
To identify a greed that feeds.
And it is the greed,
That has to be impeded.
To ensure a peace that is sought.
With desires for it to someday succeed.
And these times lived,
Are no better times to do it!
Since acts of destruction...
Appear as common as malfunctioning minds.
On the egde of a conciousness raising,
That Is not far behind to find!
 
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  11200.     

Respect Directed

My bluntness,
Has never been mistaken...
For a beating around the bush.

And I don't slip or slide to hide,
Away from my displeasures.
Or leave one believing I jester or joke.

When I am provoked...
I cuss.
With a respect that is not misdirected.
Only love and respect directed I give.
 
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