10 Seconds Of Everlasting Joy
Many have been sold,
On making purchases without substance.
To become upset with a buyer's remorse.
Expecting what had been advertised,
Glittered with a gloss...
And providing that need,
As was seen by those on TV and paid...
To re-create 10 seconds of everlasting joy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From One's Soul
When a rawness has rubbed off,
And one knows they have paid the cost...
With that touch that is finished.
To glow and not diminish.
A gloss radiating seems to fit,
An acknowledgement that praises it.
Raise up a glass.
And toast those facts at last.
That a polishing done did it.
With a sparkling gloss it gets.
Raise up a glass.
And toast those facts at last.
That a polishing done did it.
With a sparkling gloss it gets.
When it's done from one's soul,
It can not be bought or sold.
With that giving of a gloss it gets.
And an attention that seems fit.
When it's done from one's soul,
It can not be repo(ed) .
With a polishing done to it.
And that gloss that seems to fit.
Raise up a glass.
And toast those facts at last.
That a polishing done did it.
With a sparkling gloss it gets.
When a rawness has rubbed off,
And one knows they have paid the cost...
It can not be repo(ed) .
When it's done from one's soul.
And...
A polishing done did it.
With a sparkling gloss it gets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Buyer's Remorse
Buyer beware.
What you see,
Isn't what you always get.
That has been known.
But not always shown to reflect.
Now...
If we can only get you to listen,
And compare that to the rotten apples
You've been sold decade after decade...
There 'might' be some progress,
Instead of buyer's remorse...
You've been too comfortable to accept.
To later express regret!
With medical prescriptions,
Sought that are the best.
How does one get rid of an addiction,
To receiving disappointment...
That does not cure these afflictions?
How does that happen?
A change in routine...
That creates a different more meaningful scene.
That hasn't been figured out yet!
Since being duped,
Is what most look forward to get!
But an awakening 'has' to come.
That's the only thing that hasn't been done,
By some!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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17
17 seconds of compassion
17 seconds of peace
17 seconds to remember love is the energy
behind which all is created
17 seconds to remember all that is good
17 seconds to forget all your hurt and pain
17 seconds of faith
17 seconds to trust you again
17 seconds of radiance
17 seconds to send a prayer up
17 seconds is all you really need
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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States have the responsibility to create rules and conditions for growth and development, and to channel the benefits to all citizens by providing education and making people able to participate in the economies, and in decision-making.
quote by Anna Lindh
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If Using Profanity Was My Proclivity of Choice
Why do they look at you,
As if they are upset?
'They 'are' upset!
They said something I disliked.
And I responded not using one curse word.'
What did you say?
'All I said was...
If using profanity was my proclivity of choice,
I would not hesitate to use such procryptic measures.
But an insect to show my color,
I am not.'
Maybe they didn't know what you said,
And they were expecting for you to cuss them out.
And that is why they are upset.
Maybe they thought you were referring to them,
As roaches.
'Roaches?
No.
I have more respect for them.
They aren't the creatures getting on my nerves.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Seconds
All day
Hiding from the sun
Waiting for the golden one
Waiting for your fame
After the parade has gone
Outside was a happy place
Every face had a smile like the golden face
For a second
Your knuckles white as your fingers curl
The shot that was heard around the world
For a second
It took seconds of your time to take his life
It took seconds
It took seconds of your time to take his life
It took seconds
It took seconds of your time to take his life
It took seconds of your time to take his life
Seconds
Seconds
It took seconds of your time to take his life
It took seconds
It took seconds of your time to take his life
It took seconds
For a second
It took seconds of your time to take his life
It took seconds
It took seconds of your time to take his life
It took seconds
For a second
It took seconds of your time to take his life
Seconds of your time to take his life
For a second
For a second
For a second
song performed by by Human League
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Inefficient World Food Production Distribution
food waste
one country
say old Italy
800 million tonnes
of fruit picked sold
from fruit trees
750 million tonnes
left to rot
never picked
every year
market price
market fixed
market profit
not worth picking
costs more picking
than sold price paid
what a waste?
millions die wanting
millions die starving
millions die hurting
in an inefficient world?
now it is raining
luxury fruits
cherries peaches
blemish on trees
never sold
never eaten
never saves lives
harvest
process
serves
still in old Italy
20 million tones
spoils to market
more money paid
waste paid collected
paid in dump charges
can we not do better?
Italy is but one country
waste in global community
sickens sweet bull commodity
in an electronic age
can we not do better
reduce waste food
shortage shame deficiencies?
China India hungry markets
2.5 billion people droughts floods
increasing phenomena purchases
on global markets now
are undermining food
global world prices now
world’s poorest farmers
are key to deficit farmers’ food
production improvement
efficiency management is key
rising food demand increases
on a waste finite land planet
time for think
tank
needed solutions?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Miserable venture
A vendor next comes to another buyer,
After his failure with many buyers.
A buyer grants access to a vender,
After her refusal to many vendors.
Yet the vender with hopes meets the buyer
And again fails to click with her a deal.
18.03.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Everlasting Beauty
The everlasting beauty
fades upon her face,
Tears stream down
her beautiful frown
Even in death her beauty will be everlasting,
her eyes are like the clearest of lakes
I look upon her face and notice the beauty and youth that will never die
When she smiles her face is as bright as a rocket,
when she laughs we all
laugh
Everlasting beauty
That will never fade
Her eyes are a brown shade
When she is upset or sad and carries a frown
I turn it upside down
Her everlasting beauty will carry on
in my mind no matter what
The everlasting beauty that never fades
poem by Derrick Davis
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When we create something, we always create it first in a thought form. If we are basically positive in attitude, expecting and envisioning pleasure, satisfaction and happiness, we will attract and create people, situations, and events which conform to our positive expectations.
quote by Shakti Gawain
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11-15-09***- - I Miss Mirth
I've recently taken a long hard look
To see what's missing in this world
Things seem to be getting worse
What is making modern life so cold
Thinking back - - - what did we used to have
That made us eager to get out of bed
What did we have then
That was bouncing around in our head
I think it was the potential for mirth
I awoke expecting some joke to come
I knew a friend or my uncle would dropp by
Or I'd hear a story from an old bum
Sometimes a hobo's stories were best
He's tell us of his travels by rail
And for a nickel
Of lands he'd set sail
But each story always had a good laugh
I was expecting meriment every day
Not just on Christmas Eve
When did I lose this way
It was others making up stories
Just to get my money
Didn't create mirth
Those stories weren't funny
Whether told by my church
Or handed out as financial advice
There is no smile on my face
As I look at the resulta of the roll of modern dice
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Distracted Druggist
'A shilling's worth of quinine, please,'
The customer demanded.
The druggist went down on his knees
And from a cupboard handed
The waiting man a tiny flask:
'Here, Sir, is what you ask.'
The buyer paid and went away,
The druggist rubbed his glasses,
Then sudden shouted in dismay:
'Of all the silly asses!'
And out into the street he ran
To catch the speeding man.
Cried he: 'That quinine that you bought,
(Since all may errors make),
I find was definitely not,--
I sold you strychnine by mistake.
Two shillings is its price, and so
Another bob you owe.'
poem by Robert William Service
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We used to go and play shows in the south in front of two people and now every show we did was just great. The warm-ups, most of those weren't even advertised and most of them were sold out. I don't know what's going on, it's just so much different than it used to be.
quote by Jon Crosby
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As I grow
I am really optimistic and very bold
It doesn’t upset me even if I grow old
I knew it well the utility of gold
What price it will fetch when sold?
I preserved the youth for coming days
It was only possible for future days
The days were passing off like river flow
It couldn’t be stopped even if I wanted not to grow
It is natural process and may take its own course
I need not worry about it of course
It may have its ups and down
I shall not dream of wearing the crown
I may venture into open sky
There is no question of asking why
It may not be good attempt or worth try
You should go for it and not feel shy
There may be some unreasonable way out
Short cuts in life and running about
Never feel sorry for what you are so sure
Keep well informed within and assure
All days are golden and very bright
There has to be no suspicion to fight
They must be corrected for its righteous direction
You have then no remorse for any action
When you sit back and think of the past
The memorable moments must emerge and last
You should have least worry for doubts to cast
As the days have moved like light and very fast
It may still be like fraction of seconds
The list of foes may be more than friends
You still survived the onslaught of time
You did excellent job without committing any crime
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To Add Onto A Collection Of Experiences
The choices made we make,
For our lives to ensure no heartbreaks.
Fixed to a perfectness approved.
To later realize a buyer's remorse,
Wishing for an instant removal from it...
Depends on what is to us received.
Or believed what to us has been sold,
As a purchase to increase...
Those accepted possibilities.
With definitive choices to choose our escapes.
It takes one being awake,
To recognize safety nets are not in place.
It takes one being unafraid,
To face the 'opportunity' to make mistakes.
With a feeling later to discover,
It is okay...
To live a life falling down.
With a getting up from the ground.
Just to add onto a collection of experiences.
And those we keep as priceless treasures.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Style vs Substance
As a TV show...
The first episode,
Will always overflow with style.
A longevity is promised.
And to heighten intensity,
Hype will always succeed.
But as far as substance goes...
Those who oppose style,
Have already been sold...
On a substance shown.
Since one excellent performance,
Does not guarantee a supportive audience.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sold Without First Unwrapping
All that you see...
My head.
My eyes.
My lips.
My hands and arms.
My legs and feet...
Are equipped and prepared to examine.
And...yes,
Moving towards your direction.
However...
My mind,
And all that you may wish to feed it...
Is not easily bought,
To accept anything you think...
I will buy to purchase from you to sell,
As sold without first unwrapping to inspect.
Un-uh. Oh no...hand me a microscope!
I have suffered from buyer's remorse before.
This time...
I want to see dates.
Manufacturer's suggested price.
Along with shipping and handling charges,
AND testimonials from previous users.
With a count!
'And what do you take me for? '
I'll take you for the rest of my life!
But first...
Here is my check list I wish to have completed,
BEFORE I make any decision!
I am not going to rush to close any deal.
Not this time.
Is that a weave or is that natural?
'EXCUSE ME? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It is my sincere hope that hospitals across Indiana, and America, continue to strive for excellence when it comes to providing medical care. This proposed rule will be harmful to communities who wish to upgrade their medical facilities.
quote by Steve Buyer
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There isn't a political price to be paid yet for doing nothing. People need to get upset with President Bush. People need to get upset with their Congressmen.
quote by Nicholas D. Kristof
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Hmph...People
Leave me alone.
'Okay,
I will.'
I'm not talking to you.
'I see.
Then...
Who ARE you talking to? '
No one in particular.
It has been a while since I've said it.
And it is refreshing to know,
You weren't offended at all.
I remember the days,
My saying that would upset you.
'Why should I feel offended?
Or upset.
I was hoping you weren't going to ask me,
Where I am going? '
What?
Where are you going?
'That's none of your business.
And I'm hoping that doesn't offend.
Now you can practice not getting upset.'
Upset?
Why should I get upset?
You're trying to get me upset.
And I'm not a child.
You can do whatever you want.
Who cares?
I don't.
Upset?
Why should I get upset?
You're trying to get me upset.
You can do whatever you want.
Who cares?
I don't.
And what are you laughing about?
'I was only teasing.
I'm not going anywhere.'
Oh yes you are!
You're going to leave me alone.
'Okay,
I will.'
People!
They will do anything to get on your nerves.
Upset?
As if I was that easily provoked!
Hmph...people!
'I heard that.'
Who cares!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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