There were times when there were parts that I was sure I got and then I didn't, and I did get upset. But at this point, it doesn't affect me in the least because I know how the business works.
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Getting back to the point, a guy like Jerry, he deals with the business, and he doesn't see it as being evil or ugly, it's what you have to do, and I mean I know there's some really ugly parts to it and parts which drive me nuts, but not in the same way as music business.
quote by Trevor Rabin
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Hmph...People
Leave me alone.
'Okay,
I will.'
I'm not talking to you.
'I see.
Then...
Who ARE you talking to? '
No one in particular.
It has been a while since I've said it.
And it is refreshing to know,
You weren't offended at all.
I remember the days,
My saying that would upset you.
'Why should I feel offended?
Or upset.
I was hoping you weren't going to ask me,
Where I am going? '
What?
Where are you going?
'That's none of your business.
And I'm hoping that doesn't offend.
Now you can practice not getting upset.'
Upset?
Why should I get upset?
You're trying to get me upset.
And I'm not a child.
You can do whatever you want.
Who cares?
I don't.
Upset?
Why should I get upset?
You're trying to get me upset.
You can do whatever you want.
Who cares?
I don't.
And what are you laughing about?
'I was only teasing.
I'm not going anywhere.'
Oh yes you are!
You're going to leave me alone.
'Okay,
I will.'
People!
They will do anything to get on your nerves.
Upset?
As if I was that easily provoked!
Hmph...people!
'I heard that.'
Who cares!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Country Is Like A Body
When one part sick
All parts look unhealthy
When one part missing
All parts get the impact
When one part is weak
Do other parts only blame and not help to fix it?
When one part is failed
Do other parts only let it fall and not support it?
Even it is often forgotten
It doesn't mean it is not important
Even it is always underestimated
It doesn't mean it could completely be ignored
One part may be incapable
But it doesn't mean all parts can do nothing
One part may be invalid
But it doesn't mean all parts should also give up the spirit
In some incredible moment they are working together
In some unseen place they don't stop to struggle
It may be hard but always raises up the hope
It may be small change but always look forward
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Winters Over
I made it through.
Another winters over.
She was bitter.
At one point I didn't know if I could make it.
Yet I did.
I made it through.
Another winters over.
She was bitter.
At one point I didn't know if I could make it.
Yet I did.
Time for some repairs.
Make it even better for the next year.
I must be prepared.
For the harsh realities that bring so much despair.
I made it through.
Another winters over.
She was bitter.
At one point I didn't know if I could make it.
Yet I did.
I made it through.
Another winters over.
She was bitter.
At one point I didn't know if I could make it.
Yet I did.
Stipping off all these cloths.
I was so overloaded.
Like a snake I'm shedding my skin.
Replacing it with something better then.
Putting out my sign soon.
Home made and hand crafted.
So green all I used was my surroundings.
I made it through.
Another winters over.
She was bitter.
At one point I didn't know if I could make it.
Yet I did.
I made it through.
Another winters over.
She was bitter.
At one point I didn't know if I could make it.
Yet I did.
Still their is no single silver bullet when it comes to life.
No antidote to some difficulties.
Sometimes you must face things headon with a little sweat and hardwork maybe you'll come out on top.
Provide a helping hand to those who still have not.
Just because your better off doesn't mean so is everyone else.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Maybe someone doesn’t like me as an actor, but that doesn’t mean that we’re fundamentally opposed as people. You really just have to decide not to let that affect you, and enjoy what you’re doing. People are entitled to their opinion of what we’re putting out there. It’s art. We all look at art subjectively. That’s the whole point of art.
quote by Tyler Labine
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Remember This
Stop blaming those effects,
You did not expect to affect you life...
In the way they have,
On me or others to depress.
You picked and chose,
With a careful selection...
Every aspect,
In full consciousness.
You are the receiver of your beliefs.
Whether you accept that or not.
And apparently those decisions,
You alone made without initial regret...
Have come to stare you in the face.
And this makes you upset.
Why?
Remember this...
You did tell me to mind my own business!
So do not accuse me 'now'...
Of having no empthy towards you to show.
OR none coming from me to you to express.
Remember this...
You did tell me to mind my own business!
And if I had not...
That would have led to an argument,
You would have kept to never forgive or forget!
Remember this...
You did tell me to mind my own business!
And doing that,
I have learned what is best to protect...
With a peace that has welcomed my happiness.
Remember this...
I have given to you 'exactly' what you wished!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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(Bitter Poem) If My Poem Upset You, I'm Just So Sorry
If my poem upsets,
I'm just so sorry
No need to worry
Your not speaking anyways
And that's okay
If my poem upsets,
I'm just so sorry
Anger begets anger my friend
Deny it till the end
But were like snakes each with our own venom
If my poem upsets
I'm just so sorry
Here please hand me a tissue
So I can wipe the floor with you
You have no clue
If my poems upset
I'm just so sorry
I won't impersonate
I will speak my version of the truth
Let loose
If my poems upset
I'm just so sorry
But you don't have read, or concede
Just breath
Count to ten and it will be fine again
If my poems upset
I'm just sorry
But don't insult me with your self gratification
Your better then everyone else
To hell with you
If my poems upset
I'm just so sorry
But what is done, is done
You don't even know me
Yet you hand your opinions like candy.
If my poem upsets you
I'm just so sorry
But I didn't mention your name
You weren't dethroned or defamed
Point the finger and blame
By all means please do
If my poem upset you
I'm just sorry
But forgiveness is isn't mine to give
So its live and let live.
Deny me some of that beautiful constructive criticism
Still I won't miss it
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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I'm On My Way
Vs.1 He fooled me once, he fooled me twice,
But I'm not fallin' for his lies.
He played his games too many times,
Tried to hide 'em in disguise.
{Well, I'm done listenin' to the crap he has to say,
What he doesn't know is that I'm on my way! }
(Chorus)
I'm on my way, past movin' on,
Over him and so far gone.
He never broke my heart in two,
Did not make me cry myself blue.
He doesn't realize I'm not gonna stay,
'Cause, honey, I'm on my way.
Vs.2 He won't ever truly forget
That this decision he did regret.
But I didn't get upset,
I'm not even angry yet.
{He should know that my revenge is comin',
But I'm not gonna worry 'bout it, I am done! 'Cause}
(chorus)
Yeah, I'm on my way!
(instrumental (solo))
Bridge: Nobody can tell that I was ever with him,
And no one's gonna know, I'm not doin' that again!
(repeat chorus)
(chorus 2) x 2
I'm on my way, I have moved on,
Over him and so far gone.
He never broke my heart in two,
And he never will have another chance to.
He didn't realize that I wasn't gonna stay,
Honey, I'm on my way!
Yeah, I'm on my waaaaayy! !
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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Jerks
there are times you showed you cared,
than there were those times you pushed me out the door,
making me wish i wasn't here anymore,
only because i didn't feel like anybody cared,
you seemed to be helpful when i needed you the most,
but, times when i was telling how i felt,
you laugh like it was a joke,
and i seen you as a jerk,
everything i've been through has not been easy,
it doesn't help when you turn away,
knowing i'm bearly hanging on,
from really being gone,
doesn't mean a thing,
only if i'm not where i'm suppose to be.
poem by Mona Martinez
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No Business Of Ours
How many times have we
turned our back on someone
who needed our help?
Too many times,
we turn our back saying
this is no business of ours.
How many times have we
walked away on someone
who just needed someone there?
Too many times,
we turn a deaf ear
when we should be listening.
How many times have we
done these things?
Too many times and more.
How many times have we
stood by in someone’s crisis,
but never did a thing.
Too many times,
we have never lifted a finger
when we should have stepped in.
One cry heard in the night
and never answered
is just one cry too many.
Cemeteries are too filled with cries
that were no business of ours.
One day we might realise
one voice can defeat an army,
and one outstretched hand of friendship
could reverse all too popular trends,
saving us from saying,
over and over again,
this is no business of ours.
7 February 2011
poem by David Harris
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Decide
Doesn't it make you nervous, at least you could have tried
And if it doesn't disturb us, couldn't we just sit by
And make a pact to ignore it, all of our secret needs
Becoming connected further, giving a life to feed on
[chorus]
You let them decide, the course of my life
And you just stood by, you threw me aside
Isn't it overwhelming, living a lie inside
Causing so many problems, hoping to just get by
When will it all be over, what would I have you say
But you won't have to trouble yourself for me that way
[chorus]
Didn't mean to complicate tomorrow
Didn't mean to make you feel that way
Didn't come to irritate your morals
But then you push me far away
Why did you push me far away
I just can't see why you neglected to try
To move on with our lives, when we shared the goodbye
You let them decide, the course of my life
We shared the goodbye, and you threw me aside
You'll never make that choice again, no not again
Will you affect my life again [repeat]
song performed by by Flaw
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She Works Hard For The Money
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
Onetta there in the corner stand
and wonders where she is and
it's strange to her
some people seem to have everything
Nine a.m. on the hour hand
and she's waiting for the bell
and she's looking real pretty
just wait for her clientele
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
Twenty five years have
come and gone
and she' seen a lot of tears
of the ones who come in
they really seem to need her there
It's a sacrifice working day to day
for little money just tips for pay
But it's worth it all
just to hear them say that they care
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She already knows
she's seen her bad times
she already knows
these are the good times
She'll never sell out
she never will
not for a dollar bill
she works hard
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
song performed by by Donna Summer from The Donna Summer Anthology
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Touching
She has a four inch scar-
vertical-
from above her navel,
to her almost there.
Slightly raised
it has it's smooth parts
and its bumpy parts
which I feel most nights;
each time wondering if
the bumpy will get smooth
or the smooth bumpier.
It at times
seems to signify
her good half
and her better half.
She doesn't notice
since I touch it so often
like a nightly ritual.
It must soothing to her;
she doesn't protest.
'Thanks Dear' she most often says.
I imagine
she imagines
this is our way
of staying in touch
and I feel her
in this.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Such as Winston Churchill's father
Such as Winston Churchill's father, my father detested me at times, other times he really loved me. I did not know how to make sense of this strange rhythm. The only thing that I could imagine is that if I am great, not only would he love me, but I could save him from his destructiveness, his recklessness that I was so painfully aware of as a child. Being dyslexic I did not received any validation from school. Just more conformation that there was something deeply wronged with me. In my writings I found refuge, solace, strength, my voice. In mid to late sixties and early seventies rock music I found parts of my self, all too much of the wild side. The blatant hypocrisy of the adults turned me off to church. My God never left me. My dreams kept dreaming me. Once I had access to books on tape I was able to see more clearly my reflection in the works of literature. To this day such attitudes that where born of my past still affect me. Besides being with my children I feel my best while helping others that are going through similar ordeals.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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Everyone recognizes that's a joke because obviously the number and shape of the pieces doesn't affect the size of the pizza. And similarly, the stocks, bonds, warrants, etc., issued don't affect the aggregate value of the firm.
quote by Merton Miller
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Just Wave To Them A Goodbye
Once it has been discovered,
That more than a few...
Rather not be informed,
About what it is you do.
Or anything that may affect their lives.
And all they produce are excuses and alibis.
But insist on questioning to no one's surprise...
Why they have a lack of knowledge,
Of that which happens...
In their own neighborhoods?
There is no need to suggest,
Or recommend to them what is best.
Since stating they should spend less time,
At home alone gossipying on the telephone...
Will get you quickly a proclamation exclaming,
MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!
I have no interest,
In what you are proclaiming
And this,
You try.
But guess 'who' approaches?
Wanting to ask why...
You were mentioned to know,
More about something they recently overheard.
And 'if' this is so...
Why is it you didn't let them know! ?
Once it has been discovered,
That more than a few...
Rather not be informed,
About what it is you do.
Or anything that may affect their lives.
And all they produce are excuses and alibis.
Don't say anything,
Just wave to them a goodbye.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If Using Profanity Was My Proclivity of Choice
Why do they look at you,
As if they are upset?
'They 'are' upset!
They said something I disliked.
And I responded not using one curse word.'
What did you say?
'All I said was...
If using profanity was my proclivity of choice,
I would not hesitate to use such procryptic measures.
But an insect to show my color,
I am not.'
Maybe they didn't know what you said,
And they were expecting for you to cuss them out.
And that is why they are upset.
Maybe they thought you were referring to them,
As roaches.
'Roaches?
No.
I have more respect for them.
They aren't the creatures getting on my nerves.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If it wasn't for you...
Sitting here in this lonely dark room,
Hearing the yells fill my head,
Bad thoughts consume my mind,
Feeling the pain in my heart,
This happens daily and doesn't seem to fade,
I don't see the point of breathing anymore,
One tear comes down and soon another,
Seeing a little bright light glowing,
Chills going down my spin,
Is this a sign or just my imagination?
Stop! Don't do this,
You'll surely regret it,
My conscious was right,
When you walked into my life,
You made me feel alive again,
Changed me in ways I didn't think was possible,
Made me forget about this hell I'm living in,
All of my worries, fears, sadness, anger doesn't seem to affect me now that I have you,
You taught me how to love and actually be happy,
Thank you for everything,
If it wasn't for you I wouldn't be writing this right now,
Who knows where I would be,
Just know I love you with all my heart and soul.
Forever and Anyways your baby girl. ♥
By; Brandi Dybala *1/24/11*
poem by Brandi Dybala
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Lowest Point
i can't believe i got to this point.
only to be left with hate and disapointed.
knowing i was fragile.
you still didn't seem to care.
you still seem to lie.
you didn't seem to help me much.
what the hell are you there for?
you didn't help me,
i had to learned by myself.
and when i got to my lowest point,
did you even help?
hell no! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
you didn't seem to care.
you didn't even see if i was okay,
you would of just told me to go to class.
what good was that of done?
it would of just make me question,
what am i doing here?
do i belong here?
when really i needed to be asking myself,
what do you know?
i can make it through this.
why don't it ever go the way you hope?
what the heck up with that?
yet we get everything we don't ever want.
10-06-08
poem by Mona Martinez
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And there is no getting away from the fact - and this is a key point of discontent among many who are upset with the health care reform bill is it didn't go far enough. They say why isn't it in place now? Why don't I see some benefits now? All I see is the potential for losing insurance coverage, for premiums going up. That's hurting Obama.
quote by Juan Williams
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