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  LAWRENCE S. PERTILLAR (February/'47)
 
 
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  11597.     

Sick Judgements

There is nothing that says
People have to prove they have no clue
As to what they are doing.

There is nothing to get them jailed,
For playing the roll of idiot overtime.

How they land in positions of decision making,
Should break all of our hearts.

Surrealistic 'realities' are becoming the norm!
Freaks, geeks and weirdness has become mainstream.
Children can now download porno on a phone that buzzes...
Or rings,
Or plays loud music that makes some want to scream!
And some old man sitting alone in a convalescent home,
Staring out the window...
Will declare these years we now live as the good years,
When flashbacking to these times!

Glorifying the days of corruption,
And imitating how he too dealt with crime!

And today...
This circus has some folks,
Justifying this 'crap' in their minds!
Playing truth or dare,
With a peace no one can find!
But every dime is being sucked up...
In search for ways to make it happen!

There is nothing that says
People have to prove they have no clue,
As to what they are doing...
When something they do,
Is screwing it up for me and you!

But there should be a limit placed
On the number of psychiatrists,
Who are hired as policemen...
To maintain a law and order,
That has clearly become a nightmare
Wherever sick judgements are made!
 
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  11598.     

Sick Of Their Tricks

I've had it with demons and sick of their tricks.
I've witnessed their tactics...
To identify them quick.

My need to observe them with curiosity,
Has diminished my giving any attention.
With an unleashed disbelief.

I've had it with demons and sick of their tricks.
I've witnessed their tactics...
To identify them quick.

Donating my time to be further manipulated,
To have my focus by them castrated.
Has left them behind to tempt or bait my mind.

My need to observe them with curiosity,
Has diminished my giving any attention to them.
With an unleashing of disbelief.
To wonder in a pondering as they increase their misdeeds.

I've had it with demons and sick of their tricks.
I've witnessed their tactics...
To identify them quick.
Not even to pause to peep what they seek.
 
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  11599.     

Sickened By The Wicked And Kicked

So many moaning thrown under the bus.
And overdosed by phonies...
Now busted of trust.

And O.D.'d by these phonies,
They once believed.

O.D.'d by straight phonies,
They chose not to see!

So sad are these believers,
Deceived to grieve.
With hearts they show to others,
Upon on their sleeves.

And signs of empathy don't come at all!
To those spoiled by a lifestyle fed to fall.

Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!

So many moaning thrown under the bus.
And overdosed by phonies...
Now busted of trust.

And O.D.'d by these phonies,
They once believed.

O.D.'d by straight phonies,
They chose not to see!

Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!

So sad are these believers,
Deceived to grieve.

Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!
Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!

With hearts they show to others,
Upon on their sleeves.

And signs of empathy don't come at all!
To those spoiled by a lifestyle fed to fall.

Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!
And signs of empathy don't come at all!

'You and me too.
Used and abused!
And...
Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!
And...
Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!
And...
Sickened by the wicked and kicked in the rear!

And O.D.'d by these phonies,
We once believed.
O.D.'d by straight phonies,
We chose not to see!
Now...
Sickened by the wicked and kicked.
Now...
Sickened by the wicked and kicked.
Now...
Sickened by the wicked and kicked.
Now...
Sickened by the wicked.
Sickened by the wicked.
Sickened by the wicked and kicked! '
 
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  11600.     

Sickened From Within

Why is he admired?
He is focused.
He is intelligent, young and fun.
Have you observed those in opposition?
Isn't it frightening what they have done?
And not one of them has a thought,
That is not connected to greed.
Look at them.
They have made themselves,
Sickened from within.
And appearing as if mental attention,
Is now a much needed requirement.
With a priority that should begin.
And...
'Agendatized.'
 
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