This' I Know to Be True
You can not be a better Lawrence S. Pertillar.
Not better than Lawrence Pertillar, Junior can!
Somehow I know this.
However...
There is something you can do,
Better than Lawrence.
Or anyone else who attempts to prove.
And you can place a bet on this,
At any casino with little risk!
I bet you can have the best life possible.
If you desired it!
And no one has to know,
A thing about you or what your name is!
Who you love or who you choose to screw!
That is up to you.
'This' I know to be true.
And 'if' I can say that...
I know you can too!
Open your mouth and say 'Ahhh'!
Now,
Get out of my face.
You've got to have other things to do?
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IF You Sincerely Choose to Excel
The only thing,
You may be able to prove...
Is your right to live your own life.
However,
In doing so...
You have no right to believe,
Your success or lack of it...
Depends on someone else,
Being depicted as less deserving.
Because that is what you wish.
And you make attempts,
For others to acknowledge this.
Be not that big of a fool.
IF you sincerely choose,
To excel.
Fools are a dime a dozen.
And today...
Anyone just may get two dozen,
For less than that!
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This' Should Be the Cause of Your Concern
There is nothing you can now do or say,
To make those painful things you said about me...
Vanish and go away!
Or those dreadful things done behind my back...
For a moment of laughter to slander and attack!
Did you think I would forget,
It was 'my' life you had messed with?
I haven't!
And 'this' should be the cause of your concern!
And 'how' I've been seeking revenge...
Will be the 'thing' you learn!
I'll give you a clue...
I can choose to be as evil as you!
But what would that prove?
Since I am much more creative!
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Happy Birthday Daddy Larry
86 years old,
Today my Daddy Larry...
Would have celebrated on this day.
He and I had a unique relationship.
We weren't particularly close.
And yet,
A closeness existed.
He and I were so much alike.
But he never did scold me,
Since my mother Edna did that...
To keep my steps on a path walking right.
When I was young,
My daddy was called Lawrence.
I was then Larry junior...
With my own presence known.
Then when I became of age,
He wanted to be called 'Larry'.
And I thought, 'How could he do this to me?
Moving in to claim 'my' territory.
I became Lawrence 'S'...
Back in 1971.
And when I discovered on his birth certificate,
He was Lawrence 'A'?
I had not known that up until that day.
And AS I grew...
Knowing my daddy would soon pass away?
I told him I loved him.
And he looked at me as if to say,
'I wish I had more time! '
That was back in 1988,
Days before my Daddy Larry...
Would from us pass away.
And on this day, December 11th 2010...
I miss my daddy very much.
With a more understanding of him,
And who he was.
Feeling his presence is near.
And we are closer now than ever.
Just because...
That is the way it is!
Happy Birthday, Daddy Larry!
Dedicated to the memory:
Lawrence Pertillar, Senior...
My father.
'Miss you, daddy.'
Love,
Lawrence ('Larry') ...lol
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Without An Effort
Few who live exist,
To ponder the what ifs of life!
Although many sit,
To experience...
The benefits of procrastination.
And this activity one does quite a bit.
With a hesitation done,
As if what is wished...
Will materialize,
Without an effort from them...
To prove to themselves or to anyone,
What it is desired to them soon comes!
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We Laugh At Their Independence
We only do what we believe is expected from others.
Many do.
And the few who choose to carve their own paths,
Most laugh at their independence...
With a mocking of them too!
Some do.
Until they prove there are those amongst us,
Who are truer fools as if addicted to the showing of it.
And those who have done this,
Seldom seem to have learned a thing.
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With You Not In My Mind
Whatever it is that is perceived of me,
With or without my decision made for preferences...
To change daily my appearance if I wish.
And this truth I speak you can believe,
With a betting to place at any casino!
If I choose to paint butterfly wings on my bare ass...
The doing of it has been a yearning to do it.
And the action well deserved as I deem it to be,
EARNED!
With you not in my mind to think about to consult.
Trust me.
I will not be condemned to satisfy limits.
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Conditions of Programming
If you want to wear those shoes,
Put them on.
There is no agreement of purposes,
In the first place.
You will do as you wish.
And I know this!
If you want to declare you are right,
When wrong stares me in the face.
And you want me to believe,
What you perceive.
Do it!
There is no argument.
Whatever you choose to do from now on...
That is up to you.
Conditions of programming,
Have been accepted as they are!
You see things as you wish them to exist.
And I choose to refrain from becoming a conformist.
However...
Let's come to admit,
We are both in conflict...
With the current nonsense that is being dished!
And getting out of it provides neither one of us an exit!
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Nosehopper
You are right, Nosehopper...
I am no Langston.
Or a Maya do I choose to be.
Nor a Nikki, Amiri OR Muhammad Ali.
And I admire them with all my heart.
However...
My name is Lawrence.
And I intend to play a major part.
I have my own way of saying things.
With a taste of tomorrow!
And what that offering brings.
Following behind someone's footsteps...?
I ain't never did.
Like they never used AIN'T ever in their language!
And I ain't all over the place...
Bigtime!
You are right, Nosehopper...
I am not like them at all!
'What's a nosehopper? '
Somebody in other people's business.
Like you.
Who try to discourage their efforts!
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Nothing Owed To Anyone
The only thing one may be observed doing,
May not be the only thing one can do.
That which is seen to prejudge,
May be thought to be one's only choice,
Because of an appearance of ease.
Few consider that what one chooses,
May satisfy that taster.
There may have been other things,
One has chosen to choose as well.
With other abilities accomplished and achieved.
Knowing there is nothing owed to anyone else,
To prove with a solicitation of attention sought.
The greater good is delivered to the one focused,
On a path one travels with purpose.
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Same Thing Over
You say you're going to turn a leaf.
But it's the same thing over.
You say you're going to release your grief.
But it's the same thing over.
You say no more to jumping through hoops.
You say you're going to do what you choose.
You say you're going to be free and loose...
But it's the same thing over.
You say you're picking up more speed.
But it's the same thing.
You say new rhythms you now beat.
But it's the same thing.
You say more of life you will see...
But it's the same thing over.
You say more of life you will see.
But it's the same thing!
It's the same thing.
Same thing you will bring into your life,
Until it's over.
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With A Mouth Full Of Foot
Someone will be faulted,
For not beating around the bush.
Someone who recognizes demonic intentions...
Will identify it,
With a mouth full of foot.
Those who are bearers of false masks,
Seem always confronted...
By a lack of depth they have.
And with attempts to try to pass this,
As confidence...
There is no track record established,
To prove a sincerity has ever been shown...
From them as evidence that is meant.
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Sticky Fingerprints
How can you take what is mine,
Away from me?
And excuse that act,
As something that you do?
I've heard of those addicted,
Do the same thing too!
And not care a bit about,
Who they choose to screw.
And you do it to me,
Like I'm a fool to use.
But I am not the one...
You can use and abuse.
How can you lie and fake,
Honesty and trust?
When your sticky fingerprints,
Are slick with each touch.
And you do it to me,
Like I'm a fool to use.
But I am not the one...
You can use and abuse.
I've heard of those addicted,
Do the same thing too!
And not care a bit about,
Who they choose to screw.
How can you take what is mine,
Away from me?
And excuse that act,
As something that you do?
And you do it to me,
Like I'm a fool to use.
But I am not the one...
You can use and abuse.
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Poopey PooPoo
My grandmother,
Was not into calling her children
By nicknames.
In fact she once said to my sister...
'I gave my children the names they have!
Each was given with a special meaning.
To identify and dignify that which has been given.'
I often wondered...
Had my sister and I been,
The only ones listening?
With comprehension?
Over the years...
It just appears that way!
Today...
Grown folks are known better by their nicknames.
Than those names given.
Poopey PooPoo. BeBop. Slice and Dice...
BooBoo and Drooper!
What 'energies' have they called upon themselves?
And their children have no idea who their parents are.
Their real names.
Or their purposes.
I remembered when I began calling myself Lawrence...
My birth name.
Lawrence, Junior in fact.
Named after my father.
We were both called Larry at one time.
I decided I would become Lawrence S.
After discovering on my father's birth certificate,
His name was listed as Lawrence A.
And I wanted to be 'AS' much as Lawrence as possible!
Can you guess...
I am between poeticness.
As I share a bit of 'personal-ness'.
Folks got upset!
Guess who smiled?
Clara Louise Countryman Pertillar.
She was very strong and dynamic.
She was pleased to know I was daring!
And the leaves upon the trees,
Begin to bloom in Spring.
As I reminisce those things I miss.
Taking trips back through time.
Those things impressed upon my mind.
And finding me feeling blessed!
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Your Attempts To Question
Mock my beliefs,
With an emboldened disregard...
To have me seen,
As the one who comes to deceive...
With intentions to destroy your peace.
Something in your life you have yet to release.
And leave you I will,
To have you face those consequences...
I did not create or invent to put in place.
And your attempts to question how I knew,
Will still find you clueless...
With all of the evidence surrounding you.
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Amused By It Too
Underestimating me,
Isn't the worse thing you've ever done.
I think the worse thing you've ever done,
Was to assume...
I was not aware of you doing it.
And assumptions that are not researched,
Can be damaging to those who do it!
Especially when the ones who do this,
Choose consciously to do this for fun...
With attempts to undo what they've done.
But I wouldn't worry about that if I were you.
Since I was amused by it too!
I just hope my sense of humor,
You will come to find as amusing as I do.
With a laughter others interpret as contagious.
'Seriously.
I am sorry what I did ruined your life! '
LOL.
Stop it.
LOL.
Stop it.
You should do stand up comedy.
LOL.
You are too funny!
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Only You Can Do A Hee-Hee With A Ha-Ha Too!
Open up your windows.
And,
Don't you slam the door.
There's no need or reason,
To do what's been done before.
What's outside you're missing,
And could care less if dismissed.
It will be the way it is,
For those accepting it exists.
You don't have to prove a thing,
About what that you do.
Learn that you can do a hee-hee,
And a ha-ha too!
Only you can do a hee-hee with a ha-ha too!
Yes only you can do a hee-hee with a ha-ha too!
Only you can do a hee-hee with a ha-ha too!
Yes only you know you can live...
With nothing to prove.
Only you can do a hee-hee with a ha-ha too!
Yes only you can do a hee-hee with a ha-ha too!
Only you can do a hee-hee with a ha-ha too!
Yes only you know you can live...
With nothing to prove.
You don't have to prove a thing,
About what that you do.
Learn that you can do a hee-hee,
And a ha-ha too!
Open up your windows.
And,
Don't you slam the door.
There's no need or reason,
To do that to me anymore.
Only you can do a hee-hee with a ha-ha too!
Yes only you can do a hee-hee with a ha-ha too!
Only you can do a hee-hee with a ha-ha too!
Yes only you know you can live...
With nothing to prove.
What's outside you're missing,
And could care less if dismissed.
It will be the way it is,
For those accepting it exists.
Know that you,
Can do a hee-hee with a ha-ha too!
You know it's true...
That you can do whatever it is you choose.
Only you can do a hee-hee with a ha-ha too!
And...
Together we can stop embracing bad attitudes.
Only you can do a hee-hee with a ha-ha too!
Only you can do a hee-hee with a ha-ha too!
Only you can do a hee-hee with a ha-ha too!
And...
Together we can stop embracing bad attitudes.
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Flattered
I've been battered,
And shattered by it.
But the process of putting the pieces back,
Have healed.
And I find myself flattered by your comments.
It does feel good,
Knowing I can still appeal.
And I thank you for that.
You have reminded me I can attract.
I am flattered.
But I must also state...
If you keep that up,
You might find I'm easy to bait!
And the first to want to snuggle.
I've been battered,
And shattered by it.
But I did not say one thing,
About rejecting the notion...
Of being tenderized.
I am not that self sufficient.
Nor do I choose to be!
Although I have made some attempts...
The results of them did prove to be less gratifying!
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Left Evidence
There is a risk one takes,
In knowing oneself.
And to have self assurance,
WITH an identity one exposes to flaunt...
From a pride undaunted.
Clearly a decision one has made,
Not to be afraid.
This is a brave thing to do,
Amongst those who have no clue...
As to who they are without a reason,
Or a purpose to exist.
Yet to yield to others' wishes,
They can not resist.
It is almost as if they had been hypnotized.
Or confined within minds...
Conditioned to accept and believe,
Who they are is insignificant.
And this they show,
With a wish to prove it true...
To leave no doubting of the left evidence.
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Your Greatest Challenge Of All
There had been no prior intention,
To pronounce you guilty.
But your persistent attempts,
To improve your understanding...
WITH a comprehension meant,
Has appalled those in your environment.
Therefore...
And with much reluctance,
I have no choice but to sentence you...
To a life of prolonged peace and happiness.
And where you choose to do this,
Is going to be your greatest challenge of all.
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Why That Should Be Important to Them
When there are those who insist upon doing things their way...
And they do things,
Their way.
Why is it they have negative things to say,
About those who choose not to follow them?
They should be pleased.
Why do they then spend their time,
Attempting to prove to others they are right?
Shouldn't their activities be occupying their minds?
Doing those things their way.
Instead of trying to find out who is not?
And why that should be important to them!
Leaving what they say they do to be left undone.
Afterall...
Isn't having things to do their way the way they wanted,
Anyway?
And why are they upset with those who pay them no attention?
Someone is not doing what they say they do!
And 'busy bodied' nosy people always make claims!
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