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Truths Varying

With truth varying
Victims do par take
The obese become of the depressed
The ignorant becoming belligerent
The greedy becoming of the cheap and hiding their secrets
The vain becoming defensive and bullying till they here what they like
The poor locking their doors hiding and ashamed to be part of this world
The smart pretending to be dumb just fit in.
No one wants to be not accepted
Its hard to accept your different
Its hard to accept you got a problem
Acceptances are key to truths within the bounds of the futility in life.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Those Who Find No Problem Telling It

People are not accustomed,
To hearing the truth.
Only varying versions of it told.
And when someone is bold enough,
To tell it like it is...
People become offensive.
It is a moment that comes,
That strips bare with no regard.
Truth stuns those who shun it!
And those who find it hard,
To accept truth for what it is...
Find those who have no problem telling it,
As negative!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gone To Forget To Leave

There are those who may choose to die.
For whatever reason...
Eyes are wanting to feel,
A realness and not a friction to absorb.
When platters of gold filled deceit,
Offer nothing else to be fed....
With a side order of sincerity seen,
Or felt to mention.

'Gone to forget to leave'

And the feasting of this is encouraged.

Until dishonesty is all that one dreads.
With a wish to numb the head,
From the stirrings that occur from truths.
And although the eating of deceit weakens,
On a daily basis when that addiction eats...
A cry goes unheard.
A sickening overwhelms...
And,
A wish to be released from it increases.

'Gone to forget to leave'

An encouraged emotionally abandoned mind...
Feeds until the peace of eternal rest has come,
Of what is wished.
And with a consciousness,
Desperately wanting transistion now a mission...
But never accepted to come from one so...
Talented and gifted!

But hurting from a place...
No one took the time to touch to get to know,
And so much pain was inside hiding.

And what was known to God,
Has joined the stars awaiting.
Pain was inside hiding.
Pain was inside hiding.

And what was known to God,
Has joined...
With the others worthy.

Pain was inside hiding.
Pain was inside hiding.

And what was known,
To God...
Has joined,
Eternity!

Goodbye to pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
No more pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
Gone is pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
There's no pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
Gone...
Pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
Gone...
Pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
Gone...
Pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
There's no pain inside there hiding,
Gone.
Gone to forget to leave.
That pain inside there hiding!
Gone to forget to leave.
That pain inside there hiding!
Gone to forget to leave.
There's no pain inside there hiding.
Gone to forget to leave.
Gone to forget to leave.
There's no pain inside there hiding.
Gone.
Gone to forget to leave.
Gone.
Gone to forget to leave.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Accept It

Life is hard.
Accept it.

Momentary pleasures
Come and go…
Accept it.

Death evades you
When you need it the most.
Accept it.

Thoughts of death
Come and go…
Accept it.

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Dinner With Bonnie

the innocence is gone
we were trying to capture it once again
like a tiny bird
but we give up
we have learned to accept
the past
the brokenness of the spirit that it
handed

we drink some more of that light beer
and then we begin to lose
what we keep on hiding and thinking

somehow we promise we must keep
on moving on with our lives
no denial
all acceptances of those still closed
windows that we
tomorrow must open

time is short and it shrinks us
but no matter how small we have become
we are still what we were once
yes, the basics of what we are
still undefeated
and indefatigable....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Its So Hard To Say Goodbye

(camerron/hawkshaw)
Its so hard to say goodbye
Because my heart just cant stop loving you
Its so hard to say goodbye
And let you go, my love
Love colors your world in ever blending shades
But where is there to run to
When the coloring fades
Im lost in the void, a lonely black charade
Love changes into sadness like a raging cascade
Im so afraid to lose you
I cant accept the truth although Ive tried
I need you all the time
Its so hard to say goodbye
Because I know Ill go on wanting you
Its so hard to say goodbye
But what else can I do
What else can I do
I know we must part to go our separate ways
But how can I be sure of just how much of me stays
When deep inside I need you
No matter what I tell myself, its true
I need you all the time

song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Accept Yourself

Every day you must say
So, how do i feel about my life ?
Anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
When will you accept yourself ?
I am sick and i am dull
And i am plain
How dearly i'd love to get carried away
Oh, but dreams have a knack of just not coming true
And time is against me now...oh
Oh, who and what to blame ?
Oh, anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
When will you accept yourself, for heaven's sake ?
Anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
Every day you must say
Oh, how do i feel about the past ?
Others conquered love - but i ran
I sat in my room and i drew up a plan
Oh, but plans can fall through (as so often they do)
And time is against me now...
And there's no-one left to blame
Oh, tell me when will you ...
When will you accept your life ?
(the one that you hate)
For anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
Every day you must say
Oh, how do i feel about my shoes ?
They make me awkward and plain
How dearly i would love to kick with the fray ...
But i once had a dream (and it never came true)
And time is against me now...
Time is against me now...
And there's no one but yourself to blame
Oh, anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
Anything is hard to find; for heaven's sake !
Anything is hard to find
When you will not open your eyes
When will you accept yourself ?
When ?
When ?
When ?
When ?

song performed by by Smiths
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Breaking Out of Yuma

Has anyone ever noticed?
How abuse chains and prisons their souls?
Leaves them living in the past!
And just like the dust,
Seen with the sun beams shine through the glass
They float there, memory, you inhale pain
And gasp

My friends, my family,
The day has will come
When, you must make a decision.
Break out of those endless prisons!
Face those truths,
Those things that hurt so bad,
They rule your life,
Every time, angry or sad...

I know it's against the law to escape some prisons...
But the abusers put you this one...
It was after all, and against your decision
I too know why, your so angry and mad!
It's time to face them... It's hard to do,
Cause it just hurts so damn bad...

The abuser, they made it your little secret,
They were the ones,
There... Locking that first door.
Then they came back.
Giving you more, and more, and more...

They were the wardens, with the keys.
Robbing youth, innocence,
Ignorings your plea's.
Demolishing, your hearts, souls, and tears...
Adding to your life sentence,
Ten, Twenty, Thirty more years...

They manipulted... it needed to be a secret...
So they tricked you, denile, silence,
Into that fake decision...
Because it was them, that needed
To be in that prison...

And the walls now built... So strong and tall...
It keeps your souls? Safe? Hurt? and Small?
So when you hurt, or your heart can't take anymore,
Your escape, Denile... Clanking shut those big strong doors...

It's the easy-way to escape, retreat to your cell,
They made it, Living already in Yuma, Living Hell...
And when in that prison,
There's is nobody to help, nobody to tell...

The problem is, it locks the wrongs ones, out...
Then they get mad, Claiming no love, and shout...
They plead and cry...Please... Don't lock us out...
so I say it's time...
It's time to break out...
Please its time...
Break out...

You'll find everything you want and more
Happiness, and kindness
But, Only if you break down your own prison doors...

I know it's hard to do
With so much abuse trapped with you...
I know it's hard to admit..
Abuse and all those things...
But within the sounds of silence,
Truths hammers ring...

Those cells. Walls and doors so strong and tight,
Break them down takes all your might...
But when you do, Freedom... Love so pure...
Brilliance white...
And then you can look forward, to the Sunrises...
And in awe, The Milky Way at nights...

Clyde Grant Bryson
7 June 2012

My friends the only way to stop abuse, is speak out about it.
Fight abuse with truth, don't let denile keep the secrets...
Abuser always place the abuse on the victims... and then blame anyone but themselves...

And remember love and kindness can only be recived back if givin out first... so in order to have love, one must give love first in order to recieve love the heart must be prepared back... Love can only be giving from within, and can only be recived from within...

And so it is the same truth with hate, racism, denile... And with that thought, I have givin a lot for you to think about..

poem by Clyde Bryson
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To Be (Love Poem)

Sometimes it’s hard to be apart
Sometimes it’s hard to be brave
Sometimes it’s hard to be cold
Sometimes it’s hard to be daring
Sometimes it’s hard to be early
Sometimes it’s hard to be friends
Sometimes it’s hard to be good
Sometimes it’s hard to be happy
Sometimes it’s hard to be in-love
Sometimes it’s hard to be just
Sometimes it’s hard to be kind
Sometimes it’s hard to be lovely
Sometimes it’s hard to be mellow
Sometimes it’s hard to be nasty
Sometimes it’s hard to be out
Sometimes it’s hard to be poor
Sometimes it’s hard to be quiet
Sometimes it’s hard to be ready
Sometimes it’s hard to be simple

Sometimes it’s hard to be together

poem by Ian Beckett
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If I Could

I dont believe you know
What youre talking bout
I dont believe youd go
And ever find out for yourself
Always got a lot to say
Well Im not listening anyway
Im not listening anyway
If I could
Make the world a little better
You know I would
Make the world a little better
I dont believe you care
About the consequences
I dont believe you share
In what you know we know is true
Turning keys and locking doors
I wont accept that anymore
Wont accept that anymore
If I could
Make the world a little better
You know I would
Make the world a little better
I dont believe you know
About the hearts youve broken
I dont believe you show
What your intentions really are
Can you hear
What have you done
Theres not enough for everyone
Not enough for everyone
If I could
Make the world a little better
You know I would
Make the world a little better

song performed by by Erasure
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Its Not Too Late

(graham russell)
I stand alone Im just a face in the crowd
I get lonely if the truth be said
Sometimes I want to cry out loud
But I try to understand instead
I wish I had the strength inside to walk right up to you
(chorus # 1)
Its not to late to fall in love
Accept your fate Im the one youre thinking of
Its not to late so dont run away
I need you too, but its hard for me
So hard for me to say
So I listen for the perfect moment
To rush to you, but my hearts to slow
Everybody here can see me stumble
Better wait until the lights get low
I wish I had the strength inside to walk right up to you
I wouldnt have to hide behind those doubts I know are true
(chorus # 2)
Its not to late to fall in love
Accept your fate Im the only one your thinking of
Its not too late so dont run away
I need you to
But its hard for me
Yes its hard for me
Yes its hard for me
So hard for me to say
(repeat chorus # 1)

song performed by by Air Supply
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Those Who Spread Falsehoods

What others say of me can't say I much care
Since of my own shortcomings I am all too aware
But when speaking of me of me do not lie
Since you would not like lies to be spread about you neither would I.

Some truths of me may seem bitter but the truth I can take
I won't lose sleep to the truth all night in bed awake
To deliberately spread lies about someone is a terrible thing
Those who spread falsehoods bad karma on themselves do bring.

Sometimes by the truth friendships are lost and won
But the truth is the truth when all is said and done
The truth can convict you or set you free
And the truth is never wrong with that most would agree

Though we may not always like of us what is true
I will accept the truth since the truth is my due
But deliberate lies of us seem hard to forgive
For I too believe in live and let live.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Weary With No Remorse

The end of the road for the tired aching body
is welcomed with open arms.
For the toil and labor while living
is accepted and never alarms
the ones that accept their fate.
But the moneymaker and money lender
who's built his life on lies
can never accept his fortuneless end
no matter how he tries.

All their lives they've been lacking in grace
and never understood
how the ones who struggle for life
have always withstood
all the strife that is theirs while they're living
and cast aside their pain?
While the money maker and money lender
moves forward and does remain
soulless until he dies.

For the blind to see he must awaken to truth
and become what he's not been,
kind, compassionate with awareness of deeds
that were rotten to the core with sin.
For all that glitters is certainly not gold
and cannot be counted on.
The mountainous climb of the tired and poor
is hard and all uphill.
And yet the spirit of those who toil
allows for their bucket to fill.

It fills with the knowledge that accompanies life
and is sated in the end
with every solitary contentment that comes
as he does ascend,
while never looking back.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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And now let me address all of you, high and low, rich and poor, one with another, to accept of mercy and grace while it is offered to you; Now is the accepted time, now is the day of salvation; and will you not accept it, now it is offered unto you?

quote by George Whitefield
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We All Come To Experience 'Our' Truths

We all come to experience 'our' truths.
We all come to experience,
Realities lived others may not accept.
Or come to believe,
If they are not there to witness.
Or see as they sit to observe life pass by,
From a closed window and behind locked doors.

We all experience our own sorrows...
With burdens to bear and struggles to conquer.
And yet there will be some among the 'doubters'...
Who believe nothing happens to anyone but themselves.
And when they experience a pinch of pain to feel,
It becomes worthy of a news broadcast...
To appeal with the getting of attention on their griefs.

We all come to experience 'our' truths.
We all come to experience,
Realities lived others may not accept.
Or come to believe,
If they are not there to witness.
And yet...
Highlighted are the most ridiculous afflictions,
Repeatedly for all to witness close up on TV sets.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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New And Old

when you are new
to this world, you always make the impression
that you know how to choose

you delve on exquisite
and discriminating taste

and you always say what is in your mind
you call a spade a spade
and you prefer the diamonds
and the matters fit for the king and queen

but life is not really like that
you fall and bleed
and you find it hard to accept
these skin and bones
the cartilages and nerves that already
know what cutting and breaking mean

time teaches. time heals.
and you learn to let go

and learn to accept what comes
uninvited, the failures and
unexpected calamities

the words 'no', 'not now' 'please don't'
'why me? '

slowly they do not find relevance anymore
and maturely enough you begin

to say ' well, these things happen'
'sometimes they just come'
'inevitable'

'we just have to learn to accept'
'these are realities'

finally, you become a part of this world.
the answer has always been 'yes, and yes'

come, i am human. Come i am brave.
Come, i am giving. Come, take me. Come, i am ready.

now, you know.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hard Rock Kid

(tom lang/additional lyrics by myles goodwyn & mike stone)
Published by goody two tunes, inc./additional publishers - bmi
The boy inside the man, looks hard into the night
The neighborhood cant get to sleep
The stereo is playing something hard and fast
The boy is tough, he plays for keeps
No ones gonna tell him hes too wild
Everybody knows hes a problem child
Hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock kid (kid)
Its a hard time, its a fine line, for a hard rock kid
Hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock kid (kid)
Leave him alone, hes in a hard rock zone
In the shadows, theres a heart thats beating strong
And through the night, he feels the heat
Hes like a stranger as he dances on the stage
Hes made a promise that he cant keep
But no ones gonna tell the boy hes wild
Everybody knows hes a hungry child
Hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock kid (kid)
Its a fine line, its a hard time, for a hard rock kid
Hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock kid (kid)
Leave him alone, hes in a hard rock zone
She watches as he turns, pretending not to care
And yet she knows the way he feels
The need for love so strong, together they can win
For now the musics all thats real
But no ones gonna tell the boy hes wild
Everybody knows hes a problem child
Hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock kid (kid)
Its a hard time, its a fine line, for a hard rock kid
Hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock kid (kid)
Leave him alone, hes in a hard rock zone
Hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock kid (kid)
Its a hard time, its a fine line, for a hard rock kid
Hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock, hes a hard rock kid (kid)
Leave him alone, hes in a hard rock zone

song performed by by April Wine
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Where Are They Hiding?

Where are they hiding?
The straying cat, the sneaking rat
Where are they hiding?
Under the shadow, inside the hollow
Where are they hiding?
The true face, the real case
Where are they hiding?
Behind the mask, on multiple cracks

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Truth

I know the truth
why my country
is still poor.

I can't say the truth
because my country is not willing
to face and accept and do something about it.

Only the truth
is the hindrance
to my country's development.

I know the truth
and I know
everyone knows it.

But the truth
there are those
who accept it and who deny it.

I know the truth
do you know the truth?
...I know the truth.

poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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No More Fearful Innuendos

No more...fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.

And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.

Get from your windows.
Your neighbors can now see...what you do.
No need to whisper what you're feeling.
If it's there it will be seen like you!

Open your closed doors.
Your enemies perceived have never been.
That gossip was to get you to accept it.
While the thieves were stealing truth from under you.

Oh! Oh...
Come out of hiding.
Look at all the damage that's been done.
Don't you think that this has been intentional?
To have suspicions laid on everyone.

Oh! Oh,
No more...
Fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.

No more...fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.

Open your closed doors.
Your enemies perceived have never been.
That gossip was to get you to accept it.
While the thieves were stealing truth from under you.

Oh! Oh...
No more!

Fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.

Get from your windows.
Your neighbors now can see just what you do.
No need to whisper what you're feeling.
If it's there it will be seen like you!

And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Oh, oh.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Oh, oh.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Oh, oh.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Away

Why do you glance away?
Because it is embarrassing
Because it is uncomfortable

Why do you turn away?
Because it is too boring
Because it is too predictable

Why do you walk away?
Because you don't care
Because you don't want to be involved

Why do you look away?
Because it strikes right into your heart
Because it is hard to accept

Why do you push away?
Because it is too close
Because it frightening you

Why do you throw away?
Because it disturbs you
Because it is disgusting

Why do you run away?
Because you can't take responsibility
Because you hiding something

Why do you back away?
Because you regret it
Because it is dangerous

Why do you stay away?
Because you need to remain unaffected
Because you don't want to be known

Why do you give away?
Because you don't need it anymore
Because your pride won't let you

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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