Kids don't have ruts yet that adults have carved into their minds. They're born logical. Crooked thinking has to be taught.
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Sonnet: Adults
Adults are selfish beings of the earth;
Adults don’t forgive/ forget tho’ mature;
Adults are creatures adamant by birth;
Adults are jealous beings, by nature.
Adults have arguing tongues till the end;
Adults misunderstand others with ease;
Adults can neither condescend nor bend;
Adults cannot adjust with/others please.
Adults are sinful in thought, word and deed
Adults are the ones, misguiding the youth;
Adults are beings revengeful indeed;
Adults can speak effortlessly untruth.
Adults advise but remember old fights;
Adults cannot give up their insane rights!
6-1-2001
poem by John Celes
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Christmas is a time when kids tell Santa what they want and adults pay for it. Deficits are when adults tell the government what they want-and their kids pay for it.
quote by Richard Lamm
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Christmas is the time when kids tell Santa what they want and adults pay for it. Deficits are when adults tell government what they want and their kids pay for it.
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Christmas is a time when kids tell Santa what they want and adults pay for it. Deficits are when adults tell the government what they want - and their kids pay for it.
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Taught To Fear And Suffer
Taught not born,
To hate.
Taught not born,
To fear.
Taught not born,
To discriminate.
And taught not born,
To jeer.
Taught not born,
To give.
Taught not born,
To take.
Taught not born to be of benefit to others.
But many bigots interfere...
With an infliction of their insecurities,
That smother one another.
Some are taught they are better than most human beings.
With a stunting of their own growth,
In isolated dreams.
And then their are those who confront others,
With obvious legitimate needs.
Ultimately to suffer from these misdeeds.
Taught not born,
To hate.
Taught not born,
To fear.
Taught not born,
To discriminate.
And taught not born,
To jeer.
Taught to greed selfishly!
Taught to deceive and steal like thieves!
And taught to cheat to succeed...
No matter who does the suffering and bleeds.
Taught to fear and suffer.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Fear.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Suffering,
Inflicted.
As a right to incite and ignite,
Fear!
Taught to fear and suffer.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Fear.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Suffering,
Inflicted.
As a right to incite and ignite,
Fear!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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“great Souls Live In Crooked Bodies”
Judge not, measure not,
The greatness of a soul;
By how one looks outside
By how one speaks or acts
By home where they reside
Instead observe how you react
Should you feel shame for them
or pity should arise,
It’s that your mind is closed,
Heart wearing a disguise
Crooked faces, crooked smiles
Fool those like you and me
Crooked limbs on crooked forms
Create ill will, poorly we then see
We must offer love to one another,
For that crooked man you scorn
As God would have it is your brother
Heaven-Sent and Earth-Born
poem by Ray Lucero
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I like stirring things up. I'm on the side of the kids more than I am on the adults. And occasionally I find some adults that have that same mischievous streak, so I don't get in too much trouble.
quote by William Joyce
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Babies Making Babies
They thought they would enjoy the risk.
Of doing it...
Without the benefit,
Of being prepared for it.
Babies.
Making babies!
They put their parents into fits.
Who thought they taught their kids,
To realize...
The heartache that would come from it.
But they are babies,
Making babies.
Born in these times...
When it's easy to pay no mind,
To what others say...
To have it their way.
No one can find...
A sympathy,
When these young minds are gone.
To wander,
And roam alone.
They thought they would enjoy the risk.
Of doing it...
Without the benefit,
Of being prepared for it.
Babies.
Making babies!
They put their parents into fits.
Who thought they taught their kids,
To realize...
The heartache that would come from it.
But they are babies,
Making babies.
No one can find...
A sympathy,
When these young minds are gone.
To wander,
And roam alone.
Born in these times...
When it's easy to pay no mind,
To what others say...
To have it their way.
Today!
To have it their way.
Today!
And these babies.
Making babies!
Stay that way!
Leaving a sadness,
With the rest of us...
To pay!
And arresting a joy,
That fades away!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Poor Poor Kids
Be quiet! Don't make a sound!
Speak when you're spoken to!
What awful fearful bounds
Speaking only on cue
Poor poor kids
You can't go out and play today!
It's punishment, unfitting the crime
This parental power display
For kids, like serving hard-time
Poor poor kids
Adults wield such power
They must be listened to
They can their poor kids cower
As they dim their kids world view
Power seeds have been sown
Hopefully they'll not sprout
So when kids are fully grown
Their kids will not self doubt
poem by Stanley Cooper
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Games People Play
Girl on a swing
see’s everything,
games that people
play when they
want their way.
Swinging by the
sandbox but knows
not to jump in—
Playing games
like adults is
not the same as
play for kids.
Kids play for fun,
adults play
with lies to hurt
someone.
Maybe only hurting
themselves for they
do not know what they do.
Knowing any better
they would like a fool.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 15,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Never Thought To Be Revealed
Positivity and politics,
Deceases in minds...
Aware,
Of mismatches.
Honesty and modesty are no longer seen,
To find...
Anywhere existing.
As it is...
Or as a wish!
Magnified are weeping eyes.
And...
Many are today surprised,
By...
What was once not thought imagined.
Or...
Never touched to be revealed.
Positivity and politics,
Deceases in minds...
Aware of mismatches.
Magnified are weeping eyes.
And...
Many are today surprised,
By...
What was once not thought imagined.
Or...
Never touched to be revealed.
Honesty and modesty are no longer seen,
To find...
Anywhere existing.
And...
Magnified are weeping eyes.
And...
Many are today surprised,
By...
What was once not thought imagined.
Or...
Never touched to be revealed.
Positivity and politics,
Deceases in minds...
Aware,
Of mismatches.
And...
Never touched to be revealed,
A comfort that erupts.
And...
Never touched to be revealed,
Discomfort that disrupts.
And...
Never touched to be revealed,
A comfort that erupts.
And...
Never touched to be revealed,
Discomfort that disrupts.
And...
Never touched to be revealed,
Minds seen stuck in ruts.
And...
Never touched to be revealed,
Minds seen stuck in ruts.
Sssstuck in ruts.
Sssstuck in ruts.
Sssstuck in ruts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Real Life Lesson
REAL LIFE LESSON -
Edward Iacona
To be a student in your class
was certainly considered a coup
All the kids sure wanted you
and maybe a few mommies too.
Beyond the Three R's you traveled,
your lessons laced with mirth.
You taught of wolves and wildlife
and conservation of the Earth
Your teaching rings with wisdom
of heroes and brotherhood
Of standing up for justice
as future adults they should
Your classroom philosophy
was easy to explain.
An ongoing lesson that
your students should retain
That in living a good life
one should never abstain
from always striving for kindness
and for always being humane.
When dark times came to your life
We listened to all your lows
We took you in like family
We comforted your woes.
Then dark times came to our life
faced with separation and divorce
I called to you my 'brother'
My thinking was, of course.
I asked that you would mediate
a union that should not be dissolved
Your answer to my tearful plea;
'Sorry, can't get involved.'
One thinks of all the hearts and minds
That you touch and reach
Maybe you should learn from yourself
and practice what you teach.
poem by Edward Iacona
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The adults don't know what's happening on the kids' universe and the kids don't know what's happening on the adults' universe.
quote by Alice Hoffman
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You're dead if you aim only for kids. Adults are only kids grown up, anyway.
quote by Walt Disney
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Out Of Whack
Maybe nobody told you about this life
Maybe nobody answered your questions why
Simple revelations, they come in time
Those liars told us things would all be fine
Born out of whack, give him something possible
You thought it would've mattered
Not likely to change things we've come too far
Where innocent young kids are put behind bars
But it's an easy decision, banished so far
You're not as civil as you think you are
(Chorus)
You say we're all born out of whack
Well, don't act so surprised now, there's been
A lot going on
Since you realized that we're all just kids trying
To get along
So answer one thing
Are you gonna stay inside, are you gonna stay
Inside of your minds?
Are we all born wrong?
(Chorus)
[As printed in CD booklet
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Out of timber so crooked as that from which man is made nothing entirely straight can be carved.
quote by Immanuel Kant
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From timber so crooked as that from which man is carved, nothing entirely straight can be made.
quote by Immanuel Kant
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Little men with little minds and little imaginations go through life in little ruts, smugly resisting all changes which would jar their little worlds.
quote by Zig Ziglar
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Those of Childish Minds
Those of childish minds,
I had to sever and leave behind.
They no longer fed my views of life.
I had been hatched from adolescence,
Many years ago...
With an expanding insight.
Rehashing redundant deeds done I did...
I could no longer validate,
Those actions of adults that reminded me of kids!
I began to feel imprisoned,
By this useless activity for me I could not envision.
That began to smother my mental growth...
And its clarity,
Beginning to feel remote and provoked.
I had to sever and leave behind,
Those of childish minds.
They found routine attractive to them.
And within me routine was not meant to be.
I am an adult!
And others who are...
Is a rare find today by far.
Leaving me to wonder,
As my aging process flows...
How gracefully can those grow old?
And where do those of childish minds go,
When an age upon them obviously shows!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I have a different way of thinking. I think synergistically. I'm not linear in thinking, I'm not very logical.
quote by Imelda Marcos
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