No matter how many obstacles that are thrown in our path, there are ways to except them and to live through them.
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Those Same Obstacles Will Be There
Why should I go somewhere else,
To do and be who it is I am?
So many others have chosen to do just that.
Only to discover with a backtracking,
They still have no clue as to who they are.
Or for what purpose,
They live to exist to accept and not resist.
For some reason I have always known this.
To not backtrack to avoid facing facts.
And it didn't matter where I chose to sit.
Or be confronted with obstacles I know exist.
Realizing those same obstacles will be there,
No matter where one goes to confront...
That which opposes the being of who one 'is'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choosing To Walk On The Right Path
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Is going to have its obstacles.
Temptations will be there to tease,
With attempts to weaken.
And faces familiar...
Will appear to critique.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Isn't an easy decision one makes.
It takes one to break away,
From barriers attached...
That are difficult to unlatch.
Yet...
Can be done to escape those traps.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Is going to have its obstacles.
And some days will seem impossible.
But that path chosen,
By the one who knows it is correct...
Will never bring to one regret.
If a faith kept is strong.
And an accepting felt within belongs.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Will prove there to be nothing to fear.
Doubts disappear!
And those things wrong that prick like thorns,
From this right path...
Eventually,
Will be gone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No One Can Be Freed Completely
Shifting seasons one lives,
Present with them maladies.
Not often pleasant...
But come to inflict
To sit before they leave.
No one believes,
That a path
Carefully taken,
Has obstacles.
Adopted doubts,
And nonsense philosophies.
Can trap to bite,
Without a peaceful night of sleep.
Some may perceive,
They can breathe...
Free of obstacles.
No cake is baked,
Prepared with trim and icing made.
For taste to sample.
To be 'thee' example!
Wasting one's time,
Making up one's indecisive mind...
May find no satisfaction,
To avoid a reaction!
Shifting seasons one lives,
Present with them maladies.
Not often pleasant...
But come to inflict,
To sit before they leave.
No one can live freed,
Completely...
Of these obstacles!
No one can be freed completely,
Of these obstacles!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's All Right (The Way That You Live) (demo)
I don't care about your ways
of love and life and walkin'
I don't care about your days
of carin' and not talkin'
But it's your right
the way that you live
It's all right
the way that you live
You won't call
it doesn't matter if your sun shines in the evening
Don't wait
the moon will wait to come out in the night and talkin'
I don't care about your present pay
and your night life you keep burning
I don't care about what your old man says
all the ways you have of learnin'
But it's your right
the way that you live
It's all right
the way that you live
You don't write
it doesn't matter what they all say, gonna mess around
It's ok
it doesn't matter if your off or fine gonna learn
I don't care about your ways
of love and life and walkin'
I don't care about your days
of carin' and not talkin'
But it's your right
the way that you live
It's all right
the way that you live
It's all right
the way that you live
It's all right
the way that you live
It's all right
the way that you live
It's all right
...
song performed by by Velvet Underground
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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It's All Right
I don't care about your ways
Of love and life and walkin'
I don't care about your days
Of carin' and not talkin'
But it's your right
The way that you live
It's all right
The way that you live
You won't call
It doesn't matter if your sun shines in the evening
Don't wait
The moon will wait to come out in the night and talkin'
I don't care about your present pay
And your night life you keep burning
I don't care about what your old man says
All the ways you have of learnin'
But it's your right
The way that you live
It's all right
The way that you live
You don't write
It doesn't matter what they all say, gonna mess around
It's ok
It doesn't matter if your off or fine gonna learn
I don't care about your ways
Of love and life and walkin'
I don't care about your days
Of carin' and not talkin'
But it's your right
The way that you live
It's all right
The way that you live
It's all right
The way that you live
It's all right
The way that you live
It's all right
The way that you live
It's all right
...
song performed by by Velvet Underground
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No Matter What You Think Of Me
No matter what you think of me,
Will not change the course of my destiny.
Nor will the anguish of accomplishing my tasks...
On this path.
Where obstacles remain.
Where they for me,
Seem to last.
To sustain each day I grasp and pass.
Perhaps if I sought your approval,
I could gain some rest from that rejection.
Your lack of acceptance,
Would enhance my own dejection.
But no matter what you think of me,
Will not change my destiny.
I've toiled on this journey too long.
And what you perceive for me to be wrong...
Will not affect my insight.
I have struggled to maintain it.
With a faith that has kept me strong!
Days long and sleepless nights.
And no matter what you think of me...
There have been others who have thought far worse.
God had placed them on my path,
First!
To rehearse any emotions felt.
To conquer and to rid.
Knowing too well how now they must be dealt!
Alone...
Within me.
And without the thought of seeking outside approval.
From either open or closed eyelids.
Mine, yours or others.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Follow the Path of Awareness
Follow the path to awareness.
You will notice it is not paved!
It is not aligned with floral scents.
It may have threatening obstacles on it.
But...
Follow the path of awareness.
Let those go who choose to skip,
And frolic along with inducements.
Nothing will change the minds,
Of those who wish to find roses...
They did not grow.
Or suffer through their planting.
No one does this,
For something that they've done...
To be easily picked.
It's just common sense.
And so many live without any of it!
Follow the path of awareness.
And you will see...
How all of the pieces fit together!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Remove These Obstacles
Remove these obstacles,
I have now on my path.
I wish to attract happiness...
With a peace of mind,
Coming to find me at last!
I refuse to submit,
To disappointments and hardships.
That past I dismiss with a resistance to conflicts.
And detailed to welcome that,
As a fact of life made for me legit!
Remove I will burdens carried on my back!
I am choosing not to identify,
Confrontations on my path...
I must endure all my life!
I refuse to submit,
To disappointments and hardships.
That past I once lived,
I now dismiss!
Remove these obstacles,
From my mind.
Where I've encouraged their nourishment,
And given them reason to exist!
Remove these obstacles!
Remove them...
I insist!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lord Please
Lord please help me
My boat is so small
Your sea so big
I’m so young
Immature to so many of your ways
Lord please help me
My body not so innocent and untouched
The penalty I have gotten bestowed upon me
From my evil ways
Lord please help me
I have been heart broken and thrown away
Now I am lost within my way back to right
I built the forbidden path
But forgot how to exit
Lord please forgive me
for I have sined
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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I Will Let You Believe You Have a Right to Question Me
Remember this...
I came to you,
To point out the obstacles on your path.
You weren't aware of them.
They have been there.
I have been in preparation to deal with them!
I've dealt with my own first.
That is how I recognize yours.
I've been in touch.
You insult me,
By questioning my capabilities!
Remember this...
I came to you,
To point out the obstacles on your path.
The only thing I fear...
Is your inability to assist me in their removal.
That is the only reason I am here.
You insult me,
By questioning my capabilities!
Especially when you aren't aware,
Of those things that threaten your way of life!
I will let you believe you have a right to question me.
How's that?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Faith I Don't Question
How can I 'see' some things and you don't?
That's a good question.
One I can not explain.
When I see a clear path,
I walk on it.
There may be some obstacles.
I face them and move on.
You,
I hear rustling through the brush,
Cussing at the leaves falling from trees.
And criticizing the insects,
And other animals in their natural habitat.
I hear you struggling over aches and pains.
You inflicted them.
On that route you insist you must maintain.
When I see a clear path,
I walk on it.
There may be some obstacles.
I face them and move on.
How can I 'see' some things and you don't?
That's a good question.
One I can not explain.
I make sure the path I'm on,
Has some direction.
And I stay on it with faith,
I don't question.
I just 'do' and let God be my guide!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Your Own Ways
You are smart in your own ways
you are lovely in your own ways
you are beautiful in your own ways
You smile in your own ways
So crazy in your own ways
The madness of your own ways
such mysterious in your own ways
Those eyes of your own ways
You inspire me in your own ways
You talk in you own ways
you love me in your own ways
You suprise me in your own ways
Your kindness of its own kind
Your love of its own loveliness
your touch of its own comfort
And your kisses of its own sweetness
There is nothing so much worth to
treasure in my own ways than the
sweet memories of your own ways
Your life in your own ways
changes mine in its own way
God must have taken His own time
for sush a creation of its own kind
With everything in its own way
I must live your way.
poem by Moffat Mbuzi
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That Road Has Been Traveled
That road has been traveled.
Long before your carefully placed steps.
Hesitated to test the paved,
And manicured path you take.
That road has been traveled.
And once aligned and adorned with gravel.
Rocks and other obstacles thrown.
If it seems,
I am not in sync...
With others who shower you,
Best wishes and tons of sympathy...
I am not going to do!
Because your shoes are too tight.
And an ingrown toenail bleeds and bites.
You are right!
I 'am' out of that synchronicity.
I don't want you to believe or 'think'
I am not with empathy!
I want you to 'know'...
I have none!
On you,
To spare.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A different song for Friend Howard
Highways, byways and motorways
are very much the same to me.
I much prefer the bridle ways
Those quiet lanes are traffic free.
I care not where the path may lead.
I stroll along at my own pace.
I’m free from any need for speed
I am quite happy to retrace
my steps. Should I mistake
the path I follow get it wrong
What does it matter if I take?
a shortcut which proves to be long.
I opted out of life’s rat race.
I am at no mans beck and call
I choose my way and choose my pace
and don’t regret my choice at all.
I live my life free from all stress
I only have myself to please.
No time constraints to cause distress.
I freed myself from that disease.
Time does not matter not to me
I thought it did but I was wrong.
At last I am completely free
To listen to a different song.
14-Nov-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Fix Your Own Wreckage
You fix your own wreckage.
I have lost all patience to assist.
When I determined I would face obstacles,
Alone on my path is how I did it.
Even those who knew my struggles,
Did not trouble themselves to be curious.
Nor when they witnessed my crawling on knees,
To me not one expressed concern or interest.
You fix your own wreckage.
I have lost all patience to assist.
When I determined I would face obstacles,
Alone on my path is how I did it.
Call me selfish!
Call me whatever you please.
But nowhere around were you...
When a healing began with a kept faith within me.
You fix your own wreckage.
And make 'that' your opportunity,
To appreciate your life...
With a making of less excuses done so easily.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lure Of The Path
The path in the woods
that was calling to me
was filled with wonders
I would not see.
For fear of the unknown
was a terrible thing.
But still the lure of the path
did bring
curiosity that could
not hold me back.
No matter the danger,
no matter the fear
I'd travel that path
and never veer.
For the path in the woods
would always be
waiting for me
and calling to me.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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No Matter
No matter what your resume might say
No matter your belief or to what GOD you pray
No matter the languages that you might speak
No matter the lessons that you might teach.
No matter the words that you might use
No matter your occupation or the work you do
No matter the schooling or the degrees you have
No matter the pot holes that's in your path.
No matter the places that you had lived
No matter the gifts that you did give
No matter your wealth whether your rich or poor
No matter if you speak quietly or speak with a roar.
No matter the clothes that you wear
No matter the color or the length of your hair
All that matters is your actions and your deeds
As they speak louder, and to them, man will heed.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Listening To My Father's Wishes
Never will I accept or believe,
A truth that keeps fear within reach...
Is a reality I will choose to live.
To feel hunted with a haunting,
As if I am a fugitive.
Nor will I find it my duty to seek a weekly dosage...
Of a forgiveness bestowed if I followed on a path,
That releases me of guilt if I professed sins committed.
To feel free again to repeat,
The moment a new week begins.
But I do and will acknowledge,
A gift of life I have been given.
And if I live my life in the making of mistakes...
The Creator who has made it all possible,
Will know immediately how to correct my efforts.
With a direct affecting in my heart to make known,
The path that I travel is not journeyed alone!
If I feared with tears and those obstacles that appear,
What progress will I make to appreciate this experience?
Listening to my Creator's wishes,
Is all I need to condone to live a life my Crerator owns.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Witness To This Doing
Tell them what you want.
Express this as a wish.
Tell them the obstacles on your path...
You want removed.
You choose them not to exist.
Tell your spirit guides,
Your desires.
And they will abide.
They are near you and want to hear you say...
You want your life lived in a better way.
They will obey.
If you believe and trust in them,
To clear your path!
Just ask.
And become a witness to this doing!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Perhaps He Can Tell Us What He Knows
If one continues to remove obstacles,
Off of one's path.
And a journey one has taken has had,
Nothing but obstructions along the way.
To make it easier for others to follow.
One day someone will ask,
To have a curiosity finally revealed.
'This path we have taken,
Seems to have been cleared...
Prior to us getting here.
Who planted the trees and flowers,
Along this path and paved it?
How can we rightfully call ourselves pioneers,
When someone else obviously...
Had to have been here before we came.'
~That's a very good question.
Let us wait until others awaken to notice.
But for now we will take the credit.
There appears to be an elderly man up ahead,
Picking weeds.
Perhaps he can tell us what he knows.
And then we can document that with re-writes.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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