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Up, Down, Inside And Out
Up, down, inside and out!
That's my relationship I have with God.
The She, He, or It of this experience.
And each day I awaken with this devotion on my mind,
Caring less who doubts with struggles to find...
A reason to carry their burdens on heavy shoulders alone.
Hey,
What can I say?
I can not argue with those who accept this condoned.
I am not about that.
Especially if I am here to do God's Will.
Without questioning the facts of that.
However...
If I am here to do that,
With a hunching of my back?
My love for God better cut me some slack.
Multi-tasking AND with burdens on my shoulders to bear?
Because someone else chose to put them there?
Oh no!
God and I are too close,
To AGAIN go through that experience?
I've already proven to God,
My willingness to do unnecessary things.
And with guidance I have identified my foolishness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Only God Knows How That Goes
You need not know,
What it is I am thinking.
You need not know.
You need not know
What keeps me from sinking.
You need not know.
You need not know,
The weight on my shoulders...
Or the burdens of my load.
Or where I go,
To unravel my sack...
Off my back.
Or what it takes to keep me on track.
My burdens lift with quick assistance.
Only God knows how that goes.
Only God knows that's a fact.
God and I both know I am grateful for that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I believe in burdens,
I believe in burdens,
I believe in burdens that are changing,
I believe in redemption that was not fighting these burdens speedily,
I believe in burdens that seem ending,
In reality they were not,
I believe that feigned verses were making from unfeigned verses,
Plant the corn,
Look at it with a scorn,
It is going the same with burdens,
I believe in burdens that will end,
I believe in burdens that are making,
All Truth is that Christ will conquer the burdens,
Truth is the Sword,
When Christ give's me the Swords,
I will see Him giving me Sword to conquer the Burdens.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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Our Prayer
our prayer is not to have
any burdens
ah, burdens are anywhere
for these
make us real men
our prayer is for us
to have wider shoulders
stronger arms
swift feet like mercurial
wings
so we can carry more
than the rest
of those who
are defeated.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Knock It Down
Knock it down,
All the hurting.
Knock it down,
All the pain.
Knock it down,
From your vision.
Knock it off your name!
Knock it down,
All the hurting.
Knock it down,
All the pain.
Knock it down,
From your vision.
And knock it off your name.
Take that load,
Off those shoulders you hold.
And knock it down to the ground.
Don't try to reload.
Take those burdens,
And snatch them off your back.
And knock them down to the ground...
With a skit to see them scat.
Take that load,
Off those shoulders you hold.
And knock it down to the ground.
Don't try to reload.
Knock it down,
All the hurting.
Knock it down,
All the pain.
Knock it down,
From your vision.
Knock it off your name!
Take that load,
Off those shoulders you hold.
Knock it down,
All the hurting.
Knock it down,
All the pain.
Take those burdens,
And snatch them off your back.
Knock them down,
Out of vision.
And knock them off your name.
Take that load,
Off those shoulders you hold.
And knock it down to the ground.
Don't try to reload.
Take those burdens,
And snatch them off your back.
Knock it down,
All the hurting.
Knock it down,
All the pain.
Knock it down,
From your vision.
Knock it off your name!
Knock it down,
All the hurting.
Knock it down,
All the pain.
Knock it down,
From your vision.
Knock it off your name!
Take those burdens,
And snatch them off your back.
And knock them down to the ground...
With a skit to see them scat.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Put The Weight On My Shoulders
Put the weight on my shoulders
Take the load off of your mind
Cause the headwinds that blow
Will fade away in time
Rest yourself on my waters
Take the lifeline from me
Rise above what has passed
And let yourself be free
I only know what love must bear
Through laiden times I will be there
And when your down Ill break the fall
Loose the weight on my shoulders
It aint no weight at all
I only know what love must do
When fortune cries Ill follow you
And when your down Ill break your fall
Put the weight on my shoulders
It aint no weight at all
Put the weight on my shoulders
See you star how it shines
Cause theyre so many dreams
Left to find
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Neither Suggested or Recommended
Those in the 'know'
Do what they can,
To keep others inspired.
And uplifted.
But this should not be done,
At the expense of burdens weighed
By another who implants their footprints,
Upon anyone's shoulders.
God has this power to do this.
We may try hard to play God.
But that is neither suggested,
Or recommended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Peace Or Problems?
Aye, I have decided to throw away my burdens and troubles!
this I did today, I went to a voodoo man and said,
man, I want no more troubles and problems, so I want to exchange every thing that burdens me for sweet things! stated I.
What be thy need in exchange for this burdens and what be this burdens? he asked me.
This said I to him, wealth! I would rather be rich than burdened or troubled, give me one hundred billion pounds and take the law away from me, they are my burden! this said I to him.what would ye do? if thou were I? to many, the law be good, to many, the law be a problem, to me, they are become a problem, and I would rather be richly happy than burdened by the law, tought I.
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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The Burdens of All
We may sigh o'er the heavy burdens
Of the black, the brown and white;
But if we all clasped hands together
The burdens would be more light.
How to solve life's saddest problems,
Its weariness, want and woe,
Was answered by One who suffered
In Palestine long ago.
He gave from his heart this precept,
To ease the burdens of men,
"As ye would that others do to you
Do ye even so to them."
Life's heavy, wearisome burdens
Will change to a gracious trust
When men shall learn in the light of God
To be merciful and just.
Where war has sharpened his weapons,
And slavery masterful had,
Let white and black and brown unite
To build the kingdom of God.
And never attempt in madness
To build a kingdom or state,
Through greed of gold or lust of power,
On the crumbling stones of hate.
The burdens will always he heavy,
The sunshine fade into night,
Till mercy and justice shall cement
The black, the brown and the white.
And earth shall answer with gladness,
The herald angel's refrain,
When "Peace on earth, good will to men"
Was the burden of their strain.
poem by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
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First to Complain About Obstacles
May those who throw stones,
Come to know...
What the baring of one's own burdens mean.
Shoulders left alone to carry their weight,
Do it...
Without anticipating to be assisted.
It seems as though those,
With nothing positive to offer.
Are the first to complain about obstacles.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Burden...
there are burdens
like sack filled with rocks
at our backs
we feel the weights
pulling us
to the holes of this earth
but those
who underestimated us
cannot see
we carry these burdens
silently
those that watch and humiliate us
shall never know
the wisdom we have
our sacrifices are invisible
our faces show nothing
but satisfaction
there are burdens
that make our lives worth living
in another hour.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sisyphus My Friend
sisyphus my friend
what rock shall we roll
tonight
on this hilltop?
tell me, what size of rock
fits my size today,
i am big and my shoulders are broad
i have a happy disposition
i am used to all these
burdens and they all seem the same to me
i get used to rolling rocks
and i like them all
they all feel the same to me
you see, my friend,
nothing is heavy now
nothing hurts
nothing is worth thinking
nothing is worth complaining
i like everything
i like all these burdens
everything is a play now
a game
a gimmickry, a role playing, a sham,
and i am so shocked
why they write about us
why they think
we are stupid, dumb, and so unjust
come my friend
let us be as absurd as ever
come my friend
let us be great
let us carve our names in stone
twin sisyphus, the confused,
yet, still so strong...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Burdens Are Not Eased
Those burdens are not eased,
With an increase of intelligence.
There is a sense of responsibility,
One of wisdom can not resist.
Eyes that begin to open,
See more not less.
And the wider that they open...
Everything begins to connect.
Those burdens are not eased,
With an increase of intelligence.
There is a sense of responsibility,
One of wisdom can not resist.
Or,
Wish away something witnessed...
That a heart can not forget!
Those burdens are not eased,
With an increase of intelligence.
The mind just finds another way,
To have these burdens appear...
As if they don't exist!
With other burdens to carry,
Those not carrying them would not expect.
Or accept!
One can hear them whine,
About everything they reject.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Perfect Circle
Put your hair back, we get to leave
Eleven gallows on your sleeve
Shallow figure, winners paid
Eleven shadows way out of place
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Pull your dress on and stay real close
Who might leave you where I left off?
A perfect circle of acquaintances and friends
Drink another, coin a phrase
Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room
Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room
Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room
Try to win and suit your needs
Speak out sometimes but try to win
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
song performed by by REM
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If We Choose To Ask
We live to give.
And share in the taking.
Comparing our differences,
Does not lead to a wholesome life.
To receive life as it is,
Heightens one's consciousness...
With an exploration of it.
Until The Creator decides it is over.
Even those burdens we carry on our shoulders.
Can be removed.
If we choose to ask.
Although few do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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TO DR. p
Sisyphus my friend
what rock shall we roll
tonight
on this hilltop?
tell me, what size of rock
fits my size today,
i am big and my shoulders are broad
i have a happy disposition
i am used to all these
burdens and they all seem the same to me
i get used to rolling rocks
and i like them all
they all feel the same to me
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Only To Leave With A Keeping
Closer so many are to torment,
They would rather smear to sleaze...
Anyone they regard as seeing life,
To be lived making attempts to be happy...
With a removing of burdens,
From their own shoulders to lift.
There are those who despise people like this.
Only to leave with a keeping buried deeper within,
A hidden dislike for themselves and not admitting it.
'I hate you! '
I know.
You have been proving it for centuries.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just To Hear Your Story Being Told
Stay up all night,
If you are the type...
That can not seem to sleep right.
And bear on shoulders,
Those burdens you can't control.
The ones you hold in overload.
Fight with clinched teeth and be uptight...
About common situations that incite,
And corrode that need you have to be bold.
Just to hear your story being told.
Just to hear your story!
Go fly a kite!
If that is the attitude you choose and like.
But put some movement to it.
And don't criticize...
Those you know who recommend,
You should get a life.
Don't close off to sit inside.
To peep out from a keyhole...
Just to hear your story being told.
Go fly a kite!
Just to hear your story being told!
Stay up all night.
Fight with clinched teeth and be uptight
But...
Don't sit inside.
Just to hear your story being told.
Just to hear your story...
Stay up all night,
If you are the type...
That can not seem to sleep right.
And bear on shoulders,
Those burdens you can't control.
The ones you hold in overload.
To peep on the outside,
From a keyhole...
Just to hear your story being told.
Go fly a kite...
If you need your story to be told.
Just to hear your story.
And,
Go fly a kite...
If you need your story to be told.
Just to hear your story.
And...
Go fly a kite!
Just to hear your story being told!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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