The real man is one who always finds excuses for others, but never excuses himself.
quote by Henry Ward Beecher
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Excuses
Yo, whats up, this is Ginuwine
And I wanna tell you
It aint no time for excuses with your woman
You be right or you be out, ya heard
Do it right, check this is out
This is my story
Theres a time that comes in a mans life
When is real, want it all, when his mind is right
It could come at any time, morning, noon or night
You would know at the time, nothing more to fight
He might not, and I know cause Ive done the same
You know Im right there with you, dog, but she wont
play the game
She will be done packed your bags, sit em all there
right outside your door
Cause shes tired of the lyin s*** and she aint
takin no more, oh, no she aint
Excuses (Everybody has one)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them no more, oh)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no), excuses {She dont}
Excuses (She aint got time for them)
Excuses (So dont fill her mind with them, no)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no), excuses {She dont}
Take her out, hold her hand, let her know youll die
for her
Cause thats your lady, yes, thats your baby
Shes a seed, feed her well, watch her blossom out
And only the real players out there can dig what Im
talkin bout
Be that man, be that one, do the things she loves
Pay attention, should I mention how it all was once
You broke your neck just to get her, dont you pull
back now
Cause sooner or later shell be gone, what youre
askin now
Excuses (Everybody has one)
Excuses (But she dont wanna hear them no more, oh, no
she dont)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (Oh...), excuses {She dont}
Excuses (Yeah, she)
Excuses (Dont fill her mind)
Excuses (She said take that s*** else, oh, yes, she
did)
Excuses, excuses (Listen) {She dont}
Dont fake nor front, tell her now
Make your choice right now
Tell her where you stand
Youre no boy or little kid, youre grown
Standin big, young man
Think what brought that in, ooh
All that s*** youre talkin bout like you aint
heard the phone
Shes up on it, dog, shes up on it, dog
And all that fake s*** like your beeper was off
Shes up on it, dog, shes up on it, dog (Ooh...)
Excuses (Everybody gots one)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses, excuses {She dont} (She dont)
Excuses (She aint got time for them)
Excuses (So dont fill her mind with them)
Excuses (Huh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Excuses (No, no, no), excuses {She dont} (She dont
wanna)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no excuses)
Excuses (Ooh, she dont wanna)
Excuses (Come on)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them), excuses {She
dont}
Excuses (She aint got time, huh, she dont feel them)
Excuses (Ooh, ooh, she dont deserve)
Excuses (No, huh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Excuses, excuses (She dont wanna) {She dont}
Excuses
song performed by by Ginuwine
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Not a One
I don't accept excuses.
None.
Not a one.
Who do I think I am?
One that does not accept excuses.
Not a one.
Given.
Or forced to take on demand!
I don't accept excuses.
None will I take...
To receive.
Since I don't make them.
For you or anyone,
To believe!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Excuses Executable
If it's wanted one works nonstop.
And...
If it's wanted one has to be,
On top...
Of their game.
With persistence that remains,
Consistent and unchanged.
They're no excuses executable,
To keep up.
Or using fake tools to fool,
To attract one luck.
They're no excuses executable,
To keep up...
When a wish is wanted to appear,
That much.
They're no excuses executable,
To keep up.
Or using fake tools to attract one luck.
They're no excuses executable,
To keep up...
When a wish is wanted to appear,
That much to touch.
They're no excuses executable,
To keep up.
Not when one wants something so bad,
And so much...
To touch!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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And I have this little litany of things they can do. And the first one, of course, is to write - every day, no excuses. It's so easy to make excuses. Even professional writers have days when they'd rather clean the toilet than do the writing.
quote by Octavia Butler
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Excuses
Why no one will help me
I am too dumb I am too smart
They'll not understand me
I am lonely
They'll hate me
And there is not enough time
It's too hard to help me
And god wants me to work
No resting no lazy
These excuses how they served me so well
They've kept me safe
They've kept me stoic
They've kept me locked in my own cell
I'm too far from home
It takes far too much energy
And I cannot afford to
No one will ever see me
These excuses how they served me so well
They've kept me safe
They've kept me stoic
They've kept me locked inside my cell
These excuses how they're so familiar
They've kept me blocked
They've kept me small
They've kept me safe inside my shell
Bringing this into the light
Shakes their foundation
And it clears my side
Now my imagination
Is the only thing that limits
The bar that is raised to the heights
No one can have it all see
I have to they want me to
And I can't let them down
I'll never be happy
These excuses how they served me so well
They've kept me safe
Theyve kept me small
Theyve kept me locked inside my cell
These excuses how they're so familiar
They've kept me small
They've kept me stoic
They've kept me locked inside my cell
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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I Cannot Go Ahead
I CANNOT GO AHEAD
I cannot go ahead-
Today is not the day -
I just don’t have the right feeling in me-
I confess
I make excuses-
Out of the confession and excuses
I try to overcome
By writing these poor lines.
I feel in spite of all I have done
Or tried to do
That I have truly done nothing
And all depends only
On my building my confidence
By writing this would- be- poem now.
And now that I have done it
I not knowing whether it real or not
I feel, wrongly or not,
‘I am beginning to open and flow again’.
‘
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Excuses
We give excuses
to the one for whom are all our heart's causes
Tolerances we give instead we gain
Heart pain
We create excuses for lovers ignorances
Though that hurts us but we insist to do the same faulses
Love uses our emotions with the time respect of the self honest lover loses
Lover heart gives generously the real love
While forgets when Separation time comes how hurts will get
We forget to care about the heart pain that the love causes.
While we create excuses for the lovers ignorances
And with the time our self respect we lose.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Real Men...
real men...
dont threaten.
real men dont lie.
real men dont take
at the expense of others.
real men dont quit.
real men dont make excuses.
real men dont follow blindly.
real men dont abuse women.
real men are good fathers.
real men live by respect.
real men dont seek violence,
but dont back down.
real men get involved.
real men face their fears,
and their failures.
real men own their mistakes.
real men dont judge.
real men pray with the same hands
they wipe their buts with,
and know it!
real men forgive.
real men love at all costs.
real men stand for what they believe...
what the world needs now
is real men... (and women) !
poem by Eric Cockrell
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In Its Right Perspective
Those who look for flaws will find them!
Those looking to be inspired,
Will feel encouraged.
Feeling to be freed of making excuses,
Brings them peace.
I don't make excuses.
My flaws are for anyone to see.
I do not write to keep them hidden.
Nor do I flaunt my power.
Everything here,
Is in its right perspective.
And I've known that...
For quite awhile now!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unsolicited
Without the advantage,
And benefits...
That do not overnight come,
One's intended physical regimen...
Will more than likely,
Will be something not to be done.
And an absence of discipline,
To initiate motivation...
Seldom begins,
Without a doing.
But those committed to wining and dining,
Will find the time to spend...
Making arrangements for them.
And this says one thing about priorities set.
They have been effectively placed,
To make the best excuses.
And the best of excuses do come,
Unsolicited.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Its My Life
(micky dolenz)
Micky dolenz music (bmi)
Lead vocal: micky dolenz
Its my life and Im takin over now
Its my life and its time that I learned how
No excuses. for the truth is
Its my life now
I stumble and I fall
And I think about it all
Then I make amends
But it never ends
And Ive just begun to wonder why
And I listen to the songs,
And I read all the words,
And I seem to remember something that I heard
Of a fire and a cave and shadows on the wall
Its my life and Im takin over now
Its my life and its time that I learned how
No excuses. for the truth is
Its my life now
I wanna believe in the miracles
But they mix me up. then they pass the cup
And Ive just begun to look the other way
And I dont want to lean on the stars or on the dreams
On the fantasies or the deities
Dont I think its time to lean on me?
Its my life and Im takin over now
Its my life and its time that I learned how
No excuses. for the truth is
Its my life now
No excuses. for the truth is
Its my life now
song performed by by Monkees
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Aban
'Mina de Ouro'
Of the bread winners with no flimsy excuses;
But the carnage on our roads are of no excuses too.
You used to be my man but now,
You are taken over by another lady;
For life is like that at times.
Aban, life is like 'The Trans Volta Togoland (Volta Region) ';
And i will still live on with my life without you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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No Excuses
Its alright
There comes a time
Got no patience to search
For peace of mind
Layin low
Want to take it slow
No more hiding or
Disguising truths Ive sold
Everyday its something
Hits me all so cold
Find me sittin by myself
No excuses, then I know
Its okay
Had a bad day
Hands are bruised from
Breaking rocks all day
Drained and blue
I bleed for you
You think its funny, well
Youre drowning in it too
Everyday its something
Hits me all so cold
Find me sittin by myself
No excuses, then I know
Yeah, its fine
Well walk down the line
Leave our rain, a cold
Trade for warm sunshine
You my friend
I will defend
And if we change, well i
Love you anyway
Everyday its something
Hits me all so cold
Find me sittin by myself
No excuses, then I know
song performed by by Alice In Chains
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Some Are So Creative
When some folks begin...
To make excuses.
It is a process for them,
That never ends.
They keep making excuses,
To use and abuse their family and friends.
In an addicting process...
Predictable!
Eventually identified as lies.
And applied over and over again.
Some are so creative,
As to make people believe...
Those who can see through this,
Are wrong not to comprehend...
An obvious illness,
Hidden within!
And why excuses for them exist.
Going on in their minds,
Without the slightest resistance...
Time after time.
And then comes the campaign...
To discredit and bad mouth others.
Either stating someone believes,
They have opinions that are not concrete.
When anyone who has ever made contact with them...
Notices too late,
They too have been wrapped up in a waste of time...
Helping the excuse maker to defend!
Only to find themselves in public disagreements.
And having the innocent eyes of a pathological liar...
Gaining sympathy from those,
Who had not been over time exposed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With A Minimal Of Effort To Convince
Isn't it easier to accuse another,
With the finding of excuses done...
For that which we do to initiate,
Than it is to step forward...
Without the presence of a safety net.
Or running behind those we 'contaminate'...
Who are willing to defend us and protect.
Isn't it easier to accuse anyone for that matter,
With a making up of excuses done on a daily basis...
For what it is we do that we implement consciously,
As long as we know...
We can fool anyone to buy anything,
From us we bring to them to sell...
With a minimal of effort to convince we are innocent.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Making Those Choices To Do
Choices made are just the beginning,
For other choices to make.
Leaving an appetite to develop,
In a patience where choices sit to marinate
Procrastinating in hesitation,
Makes for the creating of excuses...
Easier to get nothing done to wait.
Like one who wishes for a taste of cake.
However, making those choices to do...
Does remove those excuses made done,
With no follow through.
And pursued as one's destination that comes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gainfully Out of Touch At All Times
It's the art of brainwashing.
To make excuses for oneself,
And lay the blame on someone else.
It has its 'perks'
For those that this works for.
But it does not last for long.
Someone eventually,
Can tell something is wrong.
When thousands are in denial...
A heavy medication has been done.
Especially when no one seems to be stunned...
But 'vegged' out!
And being under the influence,
Of total delusion.
And in the heights of its effectiveness...
People self inject themselves,
With thoughts of greatness...
Others wished they had a dose of it.
To keep them as high as 'crack' can keep them!
It has been deep and severe,
This process that keeps them...
Gainfully out of touch at all times.
Preparing fresh excuses.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Its Been Too Long To Say I'm Sorry
Entitled: “Its Been Too Long to Say I'm Sorry'
H.L.Swanson
Although I know you’ve probably forgot
And you know I probably have not
You see why I still need to say I’m sorry
But it's been too long to say I'm sorry
It’s been too long to say I’m sorry
But oh I wish I could
For there is now a strength to say the words
And life now appears to be showing
But it’s been too long to say I’m sorry
But no excuses to be made
I must say I'm sorry
It’s been too long to say I’m sorry
But you see I must give it a try
For the anguish that I caused I never meant to be
Just something that was wrong which never should have began
For it's always best to make it right
But it’s been too long to say I’m sorry
But no excuses to be made
I must say I'm sorry
It's been too long to say I'm Sorry
But hoping that you will see and understand
If only I could, Id say, I’m sorry
poem by Helen Louise Swanson
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Standing On Their Own Two Feet
Estimating a number from observations seen,
It would be too difficult to produce the exact figure.
Of the ones complaining,
About environments they wish to be in.
To do those things,
They claim they mean to do.
If in another scene.
Look they do for a climate,
With a certain energy that allows them.
To be themselves.
Look they do for other people,
Who are doing those things they claim.
For them they can not do,
Because being who they are.
They feel that to be restricted too.
Yet,
Excuses they make.
And this is all they wish.
A seeking for an environment...
With people doing what they do,
So a continuation of excuses can be made...
Hoping to critique,
With more reasons why...
Standing on their own two feet,
Is not as easy as those who are 'lucky'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Old Country Waltz
They were playing that old country waltz
In this empty bar echoin off the wall.
When I first got the bad news that you set me free,
The band played the old country waltz to me.
Well, I loved, and I lost, and I cried
The day that the two of us died.
Aint got no excuses, I just want to ride
While the band plays the old country waltz.
Out the window the moon shines
On the roofs of the cars
While I knock down tequila and salt
And the band plays the old country waltz.
And were playin it, that old country waltz
In this empty bar echoin off the wall.
Aint got no excuses, we just want to play
That good old country waltz.
I aint got no excuses, I just want to play
That good old country waltz.
That good old country waltz.
song performed by by Neil Young
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