From the witness-box
…And having taken the oath
I
Do admit
I witnessed
Birth
And
Death
I
Do admit
I witnessed
How two can
Come together
And go their
Separate ways
I
Do admit
I witnessed
The hand of time
Behind
I
Do admit
I witnessed
How the invisible
Hand of time
Resolves
Dissolves
And
Dilutes
31aug2010
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Getting Better
It's getting better all the time
I used to get mad at my school
The teachers who taught me weren't cool
Holding me down
Turning me round
Filling me up with your rules.
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Me used to be angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word
I finally heard
I'm doing the best that I can
I admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Getting so much better all the time
It' getting better all the time, Better Better, Better
It' getting better all the time, Better Better, Better
I used to be cruel to my woman I beat her and
kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man, i was mean, but I'm changing my scene and I'm doing the best that I can.
I admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Getting so much better all the time
song performed by by Gomez
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Getting Better
Its getting better all the time
I used to get mad at my school
The teachers who taught me werent cool
Youre holding me down, turning me round
Filling me up with your rules
Ive got to admit its getting better
A little better all the time
I have to admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Me used to be a angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word
I finally heard
Im doing the best that I can
Ive got to admit its getting better
A little better all the time
I have to admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Getting so much better all the time
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
I used to be cruel to my woman
I beat her and kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man I was mean but Im changing my scene
And Im doing the best that I can
I admit its getting better
A little better all the time
Yes I admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Getting so much better all the time
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Getting so much better all the time
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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What For Them Was Isn't
What for them was isn't.
Like the taste of a lollipop,
That has faded from one's memory.
The activity is remembered.
But the flavor of it is gone.
And many are trying to hold onto it.
With a savor craved...
That brings them to the edge,
Of a tantrum fit!
Since what sits in their minds from yesterday,
Hasn't for them really gone away.
They want it returned!
They want it to stay!
They feel betrayed by an enslavement made!
What for them 'was'
ISN'T anymore.
Or will be again.
For anyone else to be explored!
Those heard droaning in a whining moan...
Are lost and locked in a consciousness,
Soon to be all their own.
What for them was isn't.
It's never coming back!
That's a fact they wished attacked.
But from a clock that has stopped its tick tocking...
The hands on it sit!
And there is no movement witnessed from this.
There is no movement witnessed from this.
And there is no movement witnessed from this.
There is no movement witnessed from this.
No movement,
Is witnessed from this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Admit This
If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!
If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!
Opened minds,
Feel free to be...
Opened minds,
With a truth that's seen.
Opened minds,
Feel free to be...
Opened minds,
With a truth that's seen.
If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!
If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!
You don't have to hide behind,
All your lies.
Nor minimize with alibis.
Why can't you just admit this?
We can.
All you need to do is internalize.
And don't compromise with another disguise.
Why can't you just admit this?
We can.
If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!
If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!
You don't have to hide behind,
All your lies.
Nor minimize with alibis.
Since we all admit this...
You can!
If it is admitted.
You can!
Since we all admit this...
You can!
Since we all admit this...
You can!
And if we can admit this...
You can too!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Recurring One Too Many Nights Too Often
Do you remember it?
When I was the first to admit,
I was afraid again to commit...
To a monogamous relationship.
And at the alter...
I passed out into complete darkness.
And when I awakened,
Someone had written 'I Do'...
On my fingertips.
And to this day you say...
I was the one who requested that done?
And no one at the ceremony,
Witnessed any of this?
Even when their faces appear to me,
To be stunned.
Nor can the minister,
Who swears he heard me whisper,
'Please help me get out of this.'
Do you remember it?
When I was the first to admit,
I was afraid again to commit...
To a monogamous relationship?
And every night it seems,
I awaken from a nightmare screaming...
To the feeling of your eyes glaring.
There beside me ensuringly to convince,
I have had nothing but a bad dream!
No.
This can not be so.
All of it was and still is a nightmare.
Recurring one too many nights too often.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life And Those Who Live It
What you tell others you do for me,
And how you regard my presence in your life...
Are just mere words you use to entertain their attention.
What you say to others is not what I've witnessed.
I've witnessed you using my abilities to call them your own.
I've witnessed you lieing to defend your inappropriate activities,
Because you lack backbone to stand on your own two feet.
And I've been victimized by you several times,
And this I have condoned but to you it has gone unknown.
The only fool you have taken me for and believe I am,
Is the fool who acknowledges...
The you I should have left alone,
A long time ago!
The only thing you can accuse me of doing,
Is being overly patient...
With someone who has manage to take,
Life and those who live it...
Totally for granted!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Birth of Originality
Satin-like – her wing
Breaks out of her mother.
She begins to drink the sunlight
Like a bottle.
A bottle of the mind.
But Destiny had jumped –
Died by way of his son –
The sensual evening before.
Before the birth.
The birth of Originality.
Destiny now stares through
Nothing in the
Silver soothing grave.
But in such a mind
Originality
May let her feminine growth be witnessed.
Witnessed like a marriage
Or not witnessed like an almost marriage.
With Imagination's shiny eye
Or story-showing mirror.
An eye
to camera-record the truth.
A mirror
To decorate it with Creativity's nurturing touch.
People love to admit they have bad handwriting or that they can't do math. And they will readily admit to being awkward 'I'm such a klutz' But they will never admit to having a poor sense of humor or being a bad driver.
quote by George Carlin
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Who Selected What It Was To Be Picked?
The one thing I dislike,
About those who say...
They don't have what they want.
Or have things their way!
When they always seem to be surrounded,
By what exists as they sit to complain about it!
These are my questions...
Who selected what it was to be picked?
And in the picking done...
How many were witnessed,
To be unconscious of this?
And no one wants to admit...
They chose with eyes opened,
The path selected and the consequences.
Unless that too was done,
With an overdoing of pretentiousness.
Many love in the doing but can't remember it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Do Admit This
I must admit,
I've gone through several personality shifts...
During my lifetime.
Finding those adjustments not so easy to take.
But glad that God took the time with me,
To make those growth periods...
Ones I now appreciate.
I must admit,
I've had great teachers.
Several I did not meet in classrooms either.
I've had close relationships with those,
Who taught me lessons to keep.
I must admit,
I miss my grandparents and parents.
Ex-wives and tight friends who in my life,
And in my mind....
Will always exist.
It seems those who were most interested in me,
Are gone.
And for some reason what they taught,
Has left me powerfully strong.
And I do admit this...
So much of their presence lives within me.
I feel them surrounding me constantly.
Whether this is memory or actual occurrence.
I must admit,
They've assisted in my endurance.
Leaving me to know I am blessed!
And admitting to myself,
What they have left has allowed my happiness.
I would not be able to live,
Without this admitted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Something So Right
Words & music by paul simon
Youve got the cool water
When the fever runs high
Youve got the look of lovelight in your eyes
And I was in crazy motion
til you calmed me down
It took a little time
But you calmed me down
When something goes wrong
Im the first to admit it
Im the first to admit it
And the last one to know
When something goes right
Well its likely to lose me, mm
Its apt to confuse me
Its such an unusual sight
Oh, I cant, I cant get used to something so right
Something so right
Theyve got a wall in china
Its a thousand miles long
To keep out the foreigners they made it strong
And Ive got a wall around me
That you cant even see
It took a little time
To get next to me
When something goes wrong
Im the first to admit it
Im the first to admit it
And the last one to know
When something goes right
Well its likely to lose me, mm
Its apt to confuse me
Because its such an unusual sight
Oh, I cant, I cant get used to something so right
Something so right
Some people never say the words I love you
Its not their style
To be so bold
Some people never say the words I love you
But like a child theyre longing to be told, mm
When something goes wrong
Im the first to admit it
Im the first to admit it
And the last one to know
When something goes right
Well its likely to lose me, mm
Its apt to confuse me
Because its such an unusual sight
I swear, I cant, I cant get used to something so right
Something so right
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Some Heads Are Thicker Than Concrete Walls
I am what it is you are not.
However...
Ironically,
What we both have in common...
Is this as a similarity.
And the only differences we perceive,
Are those likes and dislikes...
We exchange constantly.
Although we seem not able,
To accept our feelings and beliefs.
When the unimportance of our skin color,
Is kept as a priority to create division.
When two hands, two feet and one head,
We all have.
Well...
I do admit this because it has been witnessed.
Have you noticed,
Some heads are thicker than concrete walls?
If you haven't...
It's okay.
That's understandable.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is My Need
I admit,
Sometimes I do...
Feel not good enough.
But not because of you,
I sometimes do feel this way.
Unable to undo.
It is my need and want to do better,
For you.
And I admit this.
It is my need.
That I admit sometimes visits,
With this feeling.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If You Ever Make a Mistake
If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!
If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!
There's no need for moaning or groaning,
Over what's been done.
No one lives a perfect life,
Under the Sun!
Alibis are like houseflies.
They begin to annoy.
And habits are like pests when invited...
They are hard to destroy.
Even if you hit 'em with a bat...
They come right back!
If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!
If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!
Strap in that saddle and take that ride.
Admit that mistake made,
And push it aside!
'Okay, okay, okay!
So I made a mistake.
So what's the big deal? '
~Getting you to admit it! ~
If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!
If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!
'Okay, okay, okay!
So I made a mistake.
So what's the big deal? '
~Getting you to admit it!
If you didn't...
That mistake would have others that you make!
And with me,
That's not okay! ~
'Geeessshhh...
Okay!
But please...
Stop the song and dance routine.
I get it! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Witnessed and Unrestricted Happiness
I've been loving you!
Taking trips from North and South,
To come to figure this one all out!
I have been loving you!
After traveling East and West...
To admit a discovery done,
Has put that question for me at rest.
Yes,
I've been loving you!
And even though I have beaten myself to death,
It seems.
I've been slapped awake from incredible dreams,
To acknowledge what today what true love for 'me' means.
Just...
To love you,
Knowing...
It gets no better than this!
Not in this existence.
Not with this witnessed and unrestricted happiness.
I've been loving you!
And forever is not too long.
Not to keep what this is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hannah Hold On
I never asked to be sorry
If its over its over for sure
I don't regret that I didn't want to
Remember what all this was for
So this is all we can do
What news is in store
How come starting over
Would be frowned on anymore
Hannah hold on
Hannah hold on
Its all been said
Its all been done
I never witnessed bitter like this
I think I've been shot in cold blood
You won't admit it and I won't be around
Just so I hear the applause
This isn't all we can do
When in doubt should move on
No need to sort it all out
By the time you read this I'll be gone
Hannah hold on
Hannah hold on
Its all been said
Its all been done
Hang on
You only disappoint the ones who don't believe
Hannah hold on
I never asked to be sorry
If its over its over for sure
song performed by by Get Up Kids from On A Wire
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Be true to yourself
Keep doing good things
Even if it is not witnessed.
Avoid doing bad things
Because it is not witnessed.
You must be true to yourself.
Rather than to be to others.
07.01.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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What Makes You Cry?
Now Ive got a question baby
What makes you cry?
cos I havent seen any water
In the corners of your eyes
For a day, or a week
Or a month, or a year
Havent seen much of you
Since you left me my dear
Cant you see that Im hurting
How Im falling apart
Dont you care about my drinking
Or my poor lonely heart
I thought you liked football
You didnt mind those videos
And my dog didnt mean
To ruin your clothes (he cant help it)
Now you wont take my phone calls
You sent my letters back
Youre paying for a lawyer
To stab me in the back
Then I saw you on the street
You looked happy, thats a fact
Im impressed - its a hell of an act
Angel - admit it, admit it
Darlin - admit it, admit it
Your love for me didnt die
Its just sleepin
Now I hope you can hear me
Wherever you are
In a cheap hotel room
Or the back seat of a car
I make up those situations
I dont know if theyre true
But Ill tell you, for now, theyll do
Angel - admit it, admit it
Darlin - admit it, admit it
Your love for me didnt die
Its just sleepin
And it wakes every night
To your weeping
Now Ive got a question bady
What makes you cry?
song performed by by Proclaimers
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I Want
Everybody wants the truth
But everybody lies
Everybody wants some proof
But everybodys blind
So open up your eyes
I really dont know much of anything at all
But Ill admit were all the same
You ask forgiveness and you make the same mistakes
And Ill admit were all the same
I want to know
Do these words mean anything?
How can this life mean more than what it seems?
Everybody wants equality
But were all prejudice
Were all hypocrites
Everybody wants the world
But we have nothing
I really dont know much of anything at all
But Ill admit were all the same
You ask forgiveness and you make the same mistakes
And Ill admit were all the same
I want to know
Do these words mean anything?
How can this life mean more than what it seems?
song performed by by Face To Face
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Time I Witnessed Others Wasted
Never had I wished,
For time I witnessed others wasted...
To say one day that I would miss.
I remember being serious,
To do better than my best.
And I remember letting no one,
Getting me upset enough...
To dropp my focus to perform their tests.
Never had I wished,
For time I witnessed others wasted...
To say one day that I would miss.
And today as I look back to reminisce,
My experiences...
I am so glad I prayed,
With a keeping of my faith that stays.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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