I raise this objection to debate the process, and protect the integrity of the true will of the people.
quote by Stephanie Tubbs Jones
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Integrity
As if a golden grain of sand
That is lost to the hand,
When integrity is gone forever,
It severs a chance to extol
The state of being whole.
Then perfection’s fate
Is no longer open to debate,
Since the tragic selection
Is integrity’s imperfection.
Protect every precious grain
With principles that reign
And guide the astute
Who know that integrity is not
Relative, but always absolute
Nothing less than
The very essence of petrescence.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Monday Papers
I dont want to go out any more
I read the news, I cant believe my eyes
I push the table against the door
You know Ive had it with the world outside
If you want to know about the murderers and junkies
If you want to know about the lower east side
Now they got a map shows you where to get your monkey
You can read it in the monday papers, monday papers
Some people like a little gore
Some people always at the scenes of crimes
Now they can watch the tv more
Now they can get it in the sunday times
If you find it hard to handle what you see on page one
You can pull the funnies out and have some laughs
Take a drink and maybe you can laugh at ronald reagan
You can read it in the monday papers, read it in the monday papers
Monday papers dont ask no questions
Monday papers dont get no lies
Monday papers dont raise objection
Monday papers dont got no eyes
Brothers heading that way now I guess
He just read something made his face turn blue
Well I got nothing against the press
They wouldnt print it if it wasnt true
If you want to know about the gay politician
If you want to know how to be a star
Ladies - if you want to know about the new sex position
You can read it in the monday papers, read it in the monday papers
Monday papers dont ask no questions
Monday papers dont get no lies
Monday papers dont raise objection
Monday papers dont got no eyes
Monday papers dont ask no questions
Monday papers dont get no lies
Monday papers dont raise objection
Monday papers dont got no eyes
Read all about it, monday papers
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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A Welcoming Of Their Own Grief
I remember a time,
When being honest with integrity...
Actually made a difference.
People had respect for those,
Who used their minds and were direct.
I also remember,
When people were not so quick...
To protect obvious mistakes made.
Or wasted the time to debate,
A welcoming of their own grief.
I remember a time,
When being honest with integrity...
Actually made a difference to leave.
And people did not pass judgement,
Before they listened to comprehend.
And today people have grown accustomed...
To ignore the message to then blame the messenger,
For their mistakes made to say as if offended...
They should be forgiven for not being accountable,
As they played unconsciously until it became too late.
And I remember the day when I walked away to leave,
This insanity to embrace my peace.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sunday Papers
Mother doesnt go out any more
Just sits at home and rolls her spastic eyes
But every weekend through the door
Come words of wisdom from the world outside
If you want to know about the bishop and the actress
If you want to know how to be a star
If you want to know about the stains on the mattress
You can read it in the sunday papers, sunday papers
Mothers wheelchair stays out in the hall
Why should she go out when the tvs on
Whatever moves beyond these walls
Shell know the facts when sunday comes along
If you want to know about the man gone bonkers
If you want to know how to play guitar
If you want to know about the other suckers
You can read it in the sunday papers, read it in the sunday papers
Sunday papers dont ask no questions
Sunday papers dont get no lies
Sunday papers dont raise objection
Sunday papers dont got no eyes
Brothers heading that way now I guess
He just read something made his face turn blue
Well I got nothing against the press
They wouldnt print it if it wasnt true
If you want to know about the gay politician
If you want to know how to drive your car
If you want to know about the new sex position
You can read it in the sunday papers, read it in the sunday papers
Sunday papers dont ask no questions
Sunday papers dont get no lies
Sunday papers dont raise objection
Sunday papers dont got no eyes
Sunday papers dont ask no questions
Sunday papers dont get no lies
Sunday papers dont raise objection
Sunday papers dont got no eyes
Read all about it, sunday papers
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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No Matter How Many Apologies Come
A breached integrity is difficult to mend.
Any outreaching extended,
Doesn't heal but offends.
A conscious intention is known for what it is.
No one who says they respect someone,
Will protect themselves...
With a lie that's done.
That's a breach of one's integrity.
No matter how many apologies come.
And for anyone who says that is being sensitive,
Have no respect or integrity to offer.
And surely none there to be known as it is to give.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Objection
objection
curled for fatal seduction
uncareful for a rash eruption
fight for a quick attention
untamed for a sleek attraction
objection
thirsty for a dew satisfaction
sober for a raw reflection
craving for a clear deflection
low for a deep penetration
objection
enticed in the short benediction
ecstacy in a romantic inclusion
known for a shaby deception
and a steady alteration
objection
he is no exception
in your rigid redemption
for a solid reception
of the product of your equation
poem by Chidubem Okeke
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Most of the debate over the cultures of death and life is about process. The debate focuses on the technology available to determine how we prolong life and how and when we end it.
quote by Suzanne Fields
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Protect Me From What I Want
Its that desease of the age
Its that desease that we crave
Alone at the end of the race
We catch the last bus home
Corporate america wakes
Coffee republic in case
We open the latch on the gate
Of the hole that we call our home
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Maybe were victims of fate
Remember when wed celebrate
Wed drink and get high until late
And now were all alone
Wedding bells aint gonna chime
With both of us guilty of crime
And both of us sentenced to time
And now were all alone
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
song performed by by Placebo
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The Law That Isn't
The law that isn't!
But should be...
Integrity.
Integrity.
All kinds of crime,
Have been defined.
But...
One escapes from a state of mind.
Integrity!
The law that isn't.
Integrity.
integrity!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gonna Raise Hell
Words and music by rick nielsen
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Ambition? ha!
If all Ive heard is true,
Theres nothin much I can do
To change the world, its irreversible.
But in what it lacks,
Its got a taste that smacks of somethin irresistable.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Submission? yes!
Now I wont name names, and a secrets a secret,
But a hints a hint or a clue.
You really wanna know, you really wanna go,
Theres only two things you got to do.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Mother, mother.
Mother, mother.
Mother, mother.
My mission? ah, yes!
Everybody hear? everybody here,
Its a fate I all agree.
Sometimes you win, I never lose,
To me its no mystery.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
(repeat to coda)
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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A Better Way to Destroy a Good Thing
A better way to destroy a good thing...
And people have been known to do this.
Is to undermine the benefits,
By tearing apart the one who introduces it.
And too often the success of this process,
Has caused many to slit their own throats.
Or medicate their guilt,
With active and divisive finger pointing.
Since no one wants to acknowledge...
An acceptance of what is correct,
Without objection.
And the ones who refuse this confusion,
Are early in the game labelled fools.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Amend Or End Them
A definition initiated,
Of laws created to implement...
To later debate over their effectiveness,
Makes the following of them...
Questionable to appreciate,
The process of why they are made...
In the first place.
Especially if that process taken,
To have them undone with an undoing...
Has been determined to be unlawful to do.
And to who's benefit to anyone,
Does this prove?
If anyone can petition to have them changed,
With conditions to amend or end them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The prosecution wants to make sure the process by which the evidence was obtained is not truthfully presented, because, as often as not, that process will raise questions.
quote by Alan Dershowitz
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Meaw With Cats
For public interest I have
No objection to meaw with cats.
If dogs are with thief
I have nothing to afraid of.
I have no objection to kill the cobra
With ants harmful to society.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Getting A Few Fingers Burned
I would be surprised if I had been told,
A mental growing process done by one...
Was accomplished with the aid of a group of people.
Too many opinions can dilute something in the mind,
One hopes will stick.
With a comprehension to understand with it.
And too many cooks in one kitchen,
Can not a homemade meal deliciously fix.
Some may advise this or that.
When nothing recommended actually suits one's taste.
Especially when the heating of an oven,
Becomes a complicated mix of suggestions.
And a debate begins,
That eventually ends one's interest.
A mental growing process done by one...
Is to discover the sensation,
Of getting a few fingers burned.
Lessons will be learned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bonaparte Raise On Heap Of Bones Apart!
One NAPOLEON BONAPARTE,
Raise above all,
Shattering million people's bones apart!
One Hitler can raise above all,
On foolishness of millions of butlers
One Christ can raise above all,
If can raise above million thrusts
of hunger, lust and thirst!
One Buddha can raise,
If he can remain completely Shuddha
One Ashoka can raise to become Ashoka, only on
The heap of million HEART'S shoka!
One love symbol Taj Mahal can raise only on tombless graves millions of love!
One Shankara can raise,
Killing one's Ahankara!
One Vivekananda can raise,
Finding the roots of Viveka and Ananda!
One SOUL can raise,
Only if can raise above
All that is untrue and thoughts that are foul!
AUM AUM AUM
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Evidence Sought
How quick some people are,
To excuse those who abuse others...
By comments said to be made out of context.
And ready they are to protect and defend them.
But the very same people,
Will seek to look under every rock...
For evidence sought,
To reveal the exact time, date and place...
Someone else was born to prove they were not!
For purposes to stop and discredit their abilities,
And any intelligence naturally shown.
As well as an integrity with an influence gained.
That to many is obviously known and is sustained.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Little Sister
Take my hand little sister
I will protect you from evil
the eyes are always watching
hands always grabbing
reaching from the ground to pull you
deep down under
below to the abyss beneath the feet
of the path you walk
so take my hand little sister
I will protect you
Call me a fallen angel
but it was for you I fell
My soul painted black with love
keeps me tainted
Although my hands are red
Please take it
I beg of you little sister
Let me protect you
They have said some things about me
Some of them true,
most of them true
yet they were all for you
I fell once and i will do so again
for you
Don't be like me little sister
Don't be like me
Let me protect you little sister
A demon to save you
from your demons
Kill me little sister
take my hand
poem by Svanhildur Njálsdóttir
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We must do more to protect our neighborhoods and give integrity to our community plans.
quote by Alan Autry
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Let's Protect Them
Those animals who are so badly abused,
Please everyone, let's protect them;
For those scared puppies and kittens confused,
Let's all agree, and really protect them.
For those poor whales swimming and are caught,
Let's please, stick with me to protect them;
To stop the cruelty to them, for their bodies are they bought,
Yes'. Please every one, agree to protect them.
For those seals so far away, of whom are killed,
Please everyone do try with me to protect them;
To stop the cruelty of how their blood is spilt,
Please most certainly agree to protect them.
For the bears and cubs, locked in chains,
Let's all agree to really go to protect them;
The cruel owners, and no one explains,
Let's try all, to get help to protect them.
For the dogs and cats, away in a farm,
Lets each one say no, but protect them;
Each time we hear of this cruelty, ring the alarm,
Then agree everybody, yes! We will protect them.
poem by Margaret Haig
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