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  1877.     

In This Hour Now That Is

In this hour now that is,
You can have that peace of mind.
There is no need to carry a weight.
Or contemplate a cause or need,
To put this off until a later time.

What cost do you pay,
Delaying this to say your life is at a loss?
When you can celebrate,
An appreciation...
To fill your cup!
Eat what is on your plate.
From a buffet selected.
Why wait?
Only you know what cravings are nourished,
When your appetite satiates to flourish.

In this hour now that is,
You can have that peace of mind.
There is no need to carry a weight.
Or contemplate a cause or need,
To put this off until later!
When you can feed that need that pleases...
In this hour now that is!
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 

   
   
 

  1878.     

In Tones Of Nonconformity

Systematically,
And with a pinch of strategy...
An addiction to mediocrity condoned,
Has replaced the drive to achieve...
A higher state of mental activity.

In fact,
Being illiterate and lacking in intelligence...
Is as welcomed as acquiring skills to deceive.
If one happens to live,
In certain communities...
Where the acceptance of nonsense,
Brings one a life of ease and thoughtlessness.

Cynical?
Those expressions have long been dismissed,
As pessimistic!
And somehow pessimism today seems to be the goal,
By the ones who chose to ostracized the ones...
Who spoke in tones of nonconformity.

And nonconformity?
Everyone seems to be caught in the act of it.
They call them activists now.
Prior to this...
Those with the same ideals to awaken others,
Were labelled militants or agitating nationalists.
And everything else derogatory to ignore.
And these were the people making attempts to save humanity!
 
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  1879.     

In Your Face

In your face.
And scrutinized on a daily basis,
That should not take place with such curiosity.
But it does with the getting of attention.

I am an American man.
And labelled black to be made aware of that.
To offend many when my proudness is expressed.
I have always had ambitions to be my best.

With a dignity I wear my identity to expose.
I have never had a wish to be depicted as a stereotype,
To appease those who are white to please appetites.
Not me I am happy to be who I am.

And then there are those who wish to be viewed,
As 'good' Negroes.
With obedience and subservience,
Served to those they'd rather not upset.

I am an American man.
And labelled black to be made aware of that.
To offend many when my proudness is expressed.
I have always had ambitions to be my best.

Does this confession make me 'less' patriotic?
Or am I 'more' American because I have beliefs...
To be the best human being that I can be.
Regardless of any images that provide others with relief.

How you depict with descriptions to abuse and define?
Is a problem you have to overcome in your limited mind.
With time given to dread or not.
And 'that' will never be a question you will hear me ask!
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 

   
   
 

  1880.     

Incoming Insults (Signs Kept Swept Away)

Sitting to await,
The 'next' tragedy to be announced.
With ignored signs kept to kick,
Or stepped over quickly...
To do and not accept the messages.
Even though the could,
Prevent a grieving done by everyone.
But impressions to make,
And dress appropriately when grieving...
In wardrobes others also in distress,
Do to camouflage a shock and disbelief...
They frequently gather together to confess.
In designer clothes that look recently purchased.
Tailored to fit and appearing exquisitely fresh.

Mourning victims and their own ignorance,
Iin the hopes with their tears wept...
Will one day end to put their minds at rest.
And relying on God they do,
More today than ever to admit...
To soothe their heartaches and pain to feel.
With a faith to claim is highly valued.
Although too surreal and far from reality.
But what is wanted most they wish,
Is not to get such messages...
They find inappropriate and offensive to get.
And request that the messengers,
Dress to meet...
Their preferences and expectations.
With a doing that permits,
A refusing of a truth...
That seems too overwhelming.
Yet continues to persist!

~What on Earth is that commotion outside? ~

'INCOMING INSULTS.
INCOMING INSULTS.
Everyone is needed to protect yourselves,
Immediately.
Take cover and keep your disguises intact.
Anyone without a masquerade to charade,
Will certainly feel personally attacked.
Detected are incoming insults.
Directed at us!
And due to arrive,
With them suspected to be delivered,
By messengers we have yet before seen.
Brace and prepared yourselves,
To defend your delusions with ultimate pride.
What promises to come will certainly demean.

~Stop screaming, Ethel.
No one is going to notice,
You are missing an eyelash.~

'INCOMING INSULTS.
INCOMING INSULTS.
Everyone take cover.
And prepare.
Keep adorned your best impressions.
Protect yourselves.
And expect to be offended.
Expect your pretentions...
To be accused as useless,
With an effectiveness to be mentioned.
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 
 
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