Examination
Abolish examination.
And who are you to take examination?
Do you know whom to examine
And how to examine?
If you are so keen to take examination
Examine yourself first.
It is not easy to examine self
And pass the examination
scoring top.
Examine self while alone
Alone at night
Alone at bed.
Dare not examine others and
Dare not examine especially children.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Blood Red Tears
Lighten up, give it up
I see a chance to make it up
Theres a price for every day
Youve just thrown away
I am all I ever was
Didnt change the way I was
Get a grip, button it
Cool down, hypocrite
Couldnt you find her? examine your head
Heres a reminder, blood red tears were shed
Didnt you need her? examine your head
Will you remember? blood red tears were shed
You dispose, I oppose
Couldnt you resist a go
You applaud your reward
I sit here alone
You agree to comfort me
Every day I try to leave
End of feud, your attitude
Worn there on your sleeve
Couldnt you find her? examine your head
Heres a reminder, blood red tears were shed
Didnt you need her? examine your head
Will you remember? blood red tears were shed
Couldnt you find her? examine your head
Heres a reminder, blood red tears were shed
Didnt you need her? examine your head
Will you remember? blood red tears were shed
They tell me to go, I lie that I know, he cries so unkindly
Couldnt you find her? examine your head
Heres a reminder, blood red tears were shed
Didnt you need her? examine your head
Will you remember? blood red tears were shed
song performed by by Olive
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Examine the Dwindling of Your Whims
Listen to them...
Self described conservatives.
Directors of isolated separations.
Keepers of crumbling values...
Inflicted in strict restricting divisions.
And unmonitored greed.
Delusioned in self righteous feeding.
Listen to them...
Self described conservatives.
Then from your listening,
Examine the environment!
Examine your diminished way of life.
Then self examine the dwindling of your whims.
And the color of your money.
Is anyone who is oppressed,
Have their image imprinted?
Where are their wishes implemented?
And on whose backs,
Are sentiments lamented?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Left To Examine
People seldom select rebellion.
From a truth spoken and understood.
Yet those upset and labelled rebels,
Know too well...
They've been deceived and meant to be.
With perceptions shallow and kept to believe,
And fed to a consciousness deluded to depths.
And difficult it is to keep people like this,
Conformed to accept values distanced from reality.
Realities often thought to be militant with intent.
And long mentioned by the ones...
People decided they would choose to shun.
But themselves left to examine and now have begun,
Analyzing traditions and values with a doing done.
With a wondering of which standards to use.
Where to go and who to question,
To release them from confusion.
And self inflicting mental abuse.
Protected in historic denial hypnotized to seduce.
Left to examine...
These times.
And how will they be...
Redefined.
How will that begin to be done,
These times.
And how will they be...
Redefined.
Left to examine...
These times.
And how will they be...
Redefined.
How will that begin to be done,
These times.
And how will they affect,
Minds!
Left to examine...
In the coming of the changing times.
And...
How will that begin to be done,
In minds,
Left to examine...
In the coming of the changing times.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Into An Existence Born
Looking through a lense,
Within an animation to be given choice.
And introspection to examine.
Into an existence born to serve a mission.
With a doing to complete,
While protected by specific direction.
Delivering messages to satisfy by demand.
And to follow as dictated...
Although the 'why' of this few understand.
Looking through a lense,
Within an animation to be given choice.
And introspection to examine.
But by 'what' or 'whom' is command of this?
'Not I',
Said the tool being used.
But not feeling foolish.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Obvious Flaws Too Many Wore Like Badges
Examine me!
Go ahead.
I've been 'examined' all my life.
Examined as a child,
In elementary school.
'They are sweet...
And such adorable poor 'project children'
And ridiculed with my sister.
Like we were freaks.
And compared and dehumanized.
In front of white children...
Who were taught to despise us,
Before they took flight to the suburbs.
And did all they could...
To deny both the intelligence,
And rights of Negros where I lived!
Examine me!
You go right ahead.
But I defy you to say...
My deeds are mediocre!
In fact...
Incompetence is something I had long recognized.
As I was being examined.
But I was never thought to be of 'that' kind of mind,
To correct obvious flaws too many wore like badges...
And paraded in the finest of pretentious snob-like fashion.
As I was being examined.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't Be The One To Hold Onto This Molding Done
The giving of unlimited patience,
To someone in constant complaint mode...
Grows old.
Like a balding tire that needs to be replaced.
And has run out of valuable tread.
Get real with this!
Don't wait until that tire blows.
To believe it will assist instead...
In the delivery to and from,
With you in safe passage.
Get real with this!
And slow down to examine it for what it is.
Make the necessary change and be on your way!
With a sigh of relief when you leave.
The giving of unlimited patience,
To someone in constant complaint mode...
Grows old.
Like a balding tire that needs to be replaced.
And has run out of valuable tread.
Get real with this.
Slow down to examine it for what it is.
And make the necessary changes.
Don't delay speeding away,
From that which has been corrected and fixed.
Get real with this quick.
The giving of unlimited patience,
To someone in constant complaint mode...
Grows old.
Don't be the one to hold onto this molding done!
Get real with this.
Slow down to examine it for what it is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Examine Yourself
Examine yourself,
Overcome your odds,
Learn for the better,
And, by loving one another;
For, we need to change everyday towards righteousness.
12th July 2012 with car number, 'E 8068 FPD';
16th July 2012 with car number, 'E 2340 DJJ';
And like the muse of the Underground Park House! !
With, number 1060 behind your car.
Examine yourself!
For, in the same land was the biggest underground cave of the world! ! However, you need righteousness to overcome your odds.
Put it back where it belongs to,
And, learn to do the right thing always;
For, changing yourself positively needs the laid down laws to back you up.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Since My Introduction
If I had not been misguided,
To right the wrongs I've done.
Acknowledge my mistakes.
Self examine my flaws...
And admitted I had heartbreaks,
I would not have the confidence...
To speak my mind.
And I would find myself,
Seeking acceptance to be who I am.
And it is only knowing who I am,
That has afforded me the opportunity...
To appreciate the caring less,
Of how I am perceived.
If I had not been misguided,
To right the wrongs I've done.
Acknowledge my mistakes.
Self examine my flaws...
And admitted I had heartbreaks,
I would not have the confidence...
To speak my mind.
And since my introduction,
Without outside confusion or seduction...
To corrupt my intent,
I will live with truth to pursue...
For the rest of my life!
Without needless dramatics.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Faith the Facts
Search out all things of good report.
Consider each one carefully,
things are not always as you thought.
As you will find most probably.
What you were taught to be the truth
is very often far from true.
Lessons taught you in your youth
by those you thought knew more than you.
As you mature you learn to see.
They taught you their own biased view
Which you examine critically
And then discard most as untrue.
Your old beliefs grow obsolete.
Examine all the evidence
New facts emerge though incomplete,
you then accept what makes most sense.
What you were taught no longer true.
You can’t rely on faith alone.
Although the clergy urge you to
Because too much remains unknown
Wednesday,25 November 2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Highly Skilled AND Quite the Professional
When she squeezed my 'noogies'
I indeed had a fit.
I wanted her to immediately produce,
Her 'learning' certificate.
'Look at the wall to your right and cough.
No need to look at me,
As if you are pissed off.'
She insisted she was a doctor.
Dressed in black and not a white smock.
She told me to dropp my pants to examine...
My prostrate and other things I've got.
'Bend over. Spread those cheeks for me.'
~Do you understand how uncomfortable I am? ~
'I'm only here to do your prostrate examine.
Your primary doctor made this request.
And I'm a 'specialized physician'!
Mister Pertillar?
Get over it!
You can 'now' pull up your pants.'
I was hot!
Not for her.
Just hot.
And I was more shocked that she was beautiful.
That part of my prostrate appointment...
I came to hate.
But it was too late.
She was highly skilled AND quite the professional.
With a big diamond 'rock' on her left hand.
Out of my league.
And clearly not 'dating' material.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Suspect You Are Free of Them
You wish to mention,
My flaws are faulted?
Yet somehow that motivates me...
To expose them even more!
Since I do not waste my time,
To find yours.
I suspect you are free of them?
Or you are too aware.
Hoping the degrading of others...
Impresses someone,
To believe you have none!
None you would dare to self examine.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Money! !
Oh money!
Money, money, money! !
That day, oh money;
For how long should i wait for you to visit me?
Money rules and money is for power,
And the lack of money had made many to fall;
But the dead know nothing about you again.
Many have fallen due to the lack of money,
But my love is for the fish of the sea!
And to examine and observe the birds of the air;
But i am still waiting for my freedom on this earth.
My mind is with an idea and i want to express myself,
But to a world full of wars and less peace;
So what can i do without you oh money? !
The world is cast off and it is defiled,
And with dead men walking around us always to share with us;
But for how long should i wait for you oh money? ! !
Oh money, wher are you?
Where is your dwelling place so that i can visit you?
For i have to observe and examine you well when i do find you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Busheled Together
See those apples hanging ripe,
All yet to fall...
From that one tree.
Even though they appear,
To look the same...
If one should examine closer,
Each would have a unique and distinct...
Quality.
Although on that one tree,
One may declare...
Them to have similar identities.
Upon tasting from those apples picked,
One will come to a core...
With seeds inside of it.
And delicious is a sweetness,
When the juice is licked.
But when busheled together from that one tree,
Some may have blemishes.
While others upon inspection may be blemish free.
And all of them have been witnessed,
To be the product of the same tree.
See those apples hanging ripe,
All yet to fall...
From that one tree.
Even though they appear,
To look the same...
If one should examine closer,
Each would have a unique and distinct...
Quality.
And when busheled together,
They are all apples.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Uncle Sam
Here they come again hop scotching up to my door
One by one again knockety knock knocking upon my floor
Swinging on my gate they gain entry by the yard
Pulling at my hair they scream paint your thoughts upon my card
But not tonight Ive got studies to examine
Tomorrow Ill be watching all the queens men
A talent contest on monday with my uncle sam
Who now takes up all of my time he gives me things to do
cause hes a wonderful man
But Im sailing across the sea to see my uncle sam
Im sailing across the sea to be with my uncle sam
To be with my uncle sam
Silly little sniggers from the women liberators
But Ill stand and hold my post
Polished buttons and erect Ill raise the flag
Ill show those women whos the most
But not tonight Ive got studies to examine
Tomorrow Ill be watching all the queens men
A talent contest on monday with my uncle sam
Who now takes up all of my time, gives me things to do
Hes a wonderful man
But Im sailing across the sea to see my uncle sam
Im sailing across the sea to be with my uncle sam
Im sailing across the sea to see my uncle sam
Im sailing across the sea to be with my uncle sam
But not tonight Ive got studies to examine
Tomorrow ah ah ah
And tomorrow Ill be watching all the queens men
A talent contest on monday with my uncle sam
Who now takes up all of my time he gives me things to do
cause hes a wonderful man
Im sailing across the sea to see my uncle sam
Im sailing across the sea to be with my uncle sam
Im sailing across the sea to see my uncle sam
Im sailing across the sea to be with my uncle sam
song performed by by Madness
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Before we set our hearts too much on anything, let us examine how happy are those who already possess it.
quote by La Rochefoucauld
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So Difficult It Becomes Not To Diminsh Life
A mind that compares but is not there,
To evaluate or self examine...
Can not be held accountable,
For a thought process...
Those conscious expect and take for granted.
And those who are conscious,
Have discovered too few prepared...
With an awareness that has awakened,
To appreciate the benefit and value...
Of that which they have as a gift to nourish,
The broadening concept of comprehension.
A mind that compares but is not there,
To evaluate or self examine...
Can not be held accountable,
For a thought process...
Those conscious expect and take for granted.
With the shining of bling and other things,
Bringing into the mix the teasing of temptation...
So difficult it becomes not to diminsh life,
As an opportunity to feed our selfish whims.
With a dismissing of others,
Who do not join in with the fleecing...
Of a weakened and dieing golden lamb.
'It is not a dead horse.
No need to beat it.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When we see men of a contrary character, we should turn inwards and examine ourselves.
Before we set our hearts too much upon anything, let us examine how happy they are, who already possess it.
quote by Francois de La Rochefoucauld
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