A Granting Of An Escape
When does it become one's duty,
To be held accountable for their own actions?
When does that border between,
Allowing one to locate excuses...
Separates that from one's denying,
Of making habitual mistakes...
To find fault to place blame on others,
With a granting of an escape.
When does it become one's duty,
To be held accountable for their own actions?
When does that border between,
Allowing one to locate excuses...
Separates that from one's denying,
Of making habitual mistakes.
And when will people awaken,
To discover their dishonesty...
Offers their children,
No respect or identity.
Or a dignity they pride for the rest of their lives.
What will it take...
For those with pretentions to have them erased?
More hiding places?
Or the appearance of guilty looks,
Adorning their pitiful faces?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Traces Of Their Tracks Left All Over The Facts
How can anyone conscious of a deed done...
Later admit,
They were not aware of it?
If honest mistakes are declared to be made,
By those who are consciously making them...
Most of the time.
Why are the ones unconscious,
Repeatedly denying...
They are 'not' incompetent.
When they have left traces of their tracks,
Left all over the facts!
And...
Supported they are,
By those who continuously make...
Honest mistakes!
How much of reality is, indeed, faked?
With no one held accountable,
For a quality of life watched fading away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Held Accountable
We all are held accountable
On the things we do in our life
From the deeds we do, and the words we say
And from the actions that we leave behind.
As our paths they cannot be forgotten
Nor the walks or the steps we have taken
And the things we done or felt or said
They will become the future that we have been making.
As a rock that is tossed into the ocean
And as it hits upon it’s surface
The ripple effect for that rock has began
Then later we will see its effect and its purpose.
And we too are all held accountable
As that is the way that it should be,
From the things we done and the words we said
As that will become part of our history.
We all are held accountable
For our endeavors that became our past
And should we not also be made to stand up and own
All our actions and deeds that formed and shaped our life.
We must stand up and accept our past
As that is the way that it truly should be
So we can't run or even hide away
Like life, that is our destiny.
As one day we all will be held accountable
From the deeds and actions that we have done
So we must be prepared to accept them all
As like from death, from it we cannot run.
So watch the steps that you do take
And think closely on the path you do choose
As that will be the destiny you chose for yourself
And one day it will come back to visit you.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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A Means To Escape From Being Held Accountable
If the only thing you can produce,
Is an appearance at social functions.
And you find yourself there,
With others equally just as productive?
Know this...
Others you deem to be anti-social,
And not taking in these scenes...
Just 'may' be making attempts,
To use their minds...
Exploring other avenues.
And,
Making a better use of their time...
Trying to expand upon their consciousness.
With wishes not to always seek to be entertained.
Or search for a means,
To escape from being held accountable.
Allowing 'their' irresponsibilities...
To be place upon someone else's shoulders.
With complaints...
About what it is done they do!
And very few today,
Find the need to reflect upon those issues,
Respectfully.
Or...
To be important.
And in some circles,
They would call this behavior...
Immaturity!
And in others?
A need for people to have a good time.
But...
Everyday of every week?
And around a nonstopping clock?
To party until they drop?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I...Have Been, Reborn
There is nothing like,
Looking at life...
From an adult point of view.
I had no idea,
Becoming accountable...
With responsibilities prioritized,
Would open my eyes so wide.
And even though it had been traumatic,
To free my mind from the ease of making excuses...
I survived to appreciate those mistakes I made.
And today,
Without a doubt...
Prepared on the tip of my tongue,
And composed as an alibi...
I use to fit for lips to come out of my mouth.
I am so proud to say and admit...
I have escape from hiding behind,
Deceit and denial.
I...
Have been,
Reborn.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Someone Elected, Liked and Popular
Someone has to be held responsible,
For allowing people to make wrong decisions.
Someone has to be held accountable,
For allowing people to dismiss their values.
And adopt standards that unleashed upon them...
An onslaught of disrespect.
With a lack of discipline...
Their blind mindsets enjoyed and accepted.
Someone has to be held responsible,
For the blatant theft and rise of crime.
Someone elected, liked and popular...
To lead and guide them out of shadows,
Should have had their interests protected.
And their choices made,
More closely inspected.
With a voice of concern...
Their way of life has been neglected.
And they someday will pay!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tried To Be True
From baby to best with no second test
These little storms destroy you
Here is the fame they promised to give you
Taking the place of my hand now
Well did you try to be true
What separates me from you now
What separates me from you
Did you borrow the soul
The soul that you sell now
What does your conscience tell you
Where are the demons
Of your desires
Why does my love destroy you
I said I tried to be true
What separates me from you now
(what separates me from you now)
I said I tried, tried to be true
What separates me from you now
(what separates me from you now)
What separates me from you
(what separates me from you now)
I think its you now
Tell me where is the fame
Where is the fortune
Where is the world that denies you
Who is to blame
When my heart finally forfeits
To a road that will only misguide you
Well did we try to be true
What separates me from you now
(what separates me from you now)
Oh did we try, try to be true
(what separates me from you now)
(what separates me from you now)
It separates me from you now
(what separates me from you now)
It separates me from you
(what separates me from you now)
Its you
Baby
Yeah I bought my love a hunger
(I tried, tried to be true)
More precious than a stone
(I tried, tried to be true)
(where is the world that denies you)
All these fatal flowers
(I tried, tried to be true)
(where is the world that denies you)
Did I misguide you?
(tried to be true)
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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What I argue is that if I'm going to be held accountable for my actions that I should be allowed to record... my actions. Especially if somebody else is keeping a record of my actions.
quote by Steve Mann
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This president has been reluctant to hold anybody accountable. No one was held accountable after September the 11th. Nobody's been held accountable after the clear flaws in intelligence leading up to the war in Iraq.
quote by Bob Graham
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What About My Image?
But you've graduated from high school.
Why is it that you desire to go back?
'I felt safe in those days.
It was easy for me not to be accountable,
For anything.
And when I blamed someone else for something I did...
At least I could hide my deceit and was believed.
But today...
People are trying to make me responsible,
For my own actions.
And...
I have 'never' done that before!
I'm not use to having fingers pointed at me.'
Well...
You know eventually that is going to happen.
'I know.
I can't even blame 'them' for anything anymore.'
Just be prepared to fix everything you've done.
'Are you kidding?
Be responsible for my own actions?
Be accountable and admit my faults?
But...but...
What about my image? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Problem Solvers
Whatever it takes for some people to escape,
From being held accountable for their actions...
Will happen.
You can win a bet on that and expect to get paid.
And people are making demands,
To know what is going on around them.
And they have not a clue that their lack of involvement,
Is the main reason why the very roof they live under...
Has been overlooked and in dire need of much repair.
And try telling that to them!
They will add someone as quick as possible,
To their enemy list.
To be accused,
For any leak or future damage they may experience.
With a daring of anyone to point a finger at them.
People like this are not problem solvers.
Creators of confusion and chaos?
Yes!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Picking It Up
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up,
From the middle can be critical.
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up...
Like that does not ensure,
Self assurance to occur.
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up,
From the middle can be critical.
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up...
Like that does not ensure,
Self assurance to occur.
It is a strategy that one should seek.
With satisfaction first examined.
To make sure that one increases harmony!
With a proactive way,
Of life to live.
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up,
From the middle can be critical.
It is the heat that one releases.
When nothing satisfies to analyzing eyes...
Only seeing with a vision that's fixed.
As if in a tunnel,
To rip through quick.
It's not a riddle when one plays it second fiddle,
Oh...
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up,
From the middle can be critical.
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up,
With proactive actions to prevent blurs.
And...
Don't be vague!
Proactive actions do prevent blurs.
Don't be vague.
Proactive actions do prevent,
The making of excuses.
Proactive actions do prevent blurs.
Don't be vague.
Proactive actions do prevent,
The making of excuses.
Proactive actions do prevent blurs.
Don't be vague.
Proactive actions do prevent,
The making of excuses.
Oh...
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up,
From the middle can be critical.
Picking it up.
Picking it up.
Picking it up,
One should think of self assurance that endures.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Held Accountable
We all seek to get attention.
But many who wish it to get,
Pay little of it to others to mention.
We all want to be understood.
And if we could,
Describe ourselves...
With the having of no flaws at all.
We would like to have others seen,
As treating us indifferently...
When our good intentions are interpreted,
To be deceiving misdeeds.
And...
Some people wish not to be responsible,
For their own actions.
Preferring to place the blame,
For their responsibilities unclaimed...
On the back of someone else,
To be held accountable.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do You Need
[1st Rap]
Peter gunz you know that cat with the rolex
from the BX pushin the GS Lex yes
playas still all him Lex
cuz he's flea X
any borough in the montero
headed to Queens on the triboro
you see my shortie in the QB
spend some QT with my cutie
do my duty on the booty
and only you see me
up in the dark room sexin
with Tyrese and the cd
You make me happy
and I know that it's true
there's somthin bout the things you do
takes all my cares away
makes me sacrifice
everything I want in life
you could never ever find another
lover who could love you like
I could
and you would never ever need another
if you let me love you
[Chorus]
Do you need what I need
someone who's true
no time or denying what I feel for you
so let's keep it real
like the way you make me feel
don't make no mistakes girl
I'll be there for you
I tried to stop my feelings
but I cant get enough
girl I crave for your love
don't stop this fantasy
let me know that you can be with me
please relieve this agony
you could never ever find another
lover who could love you like
I could
and you would never ever need another
if you let me love you
Do you need what I need
someone who's true
no time or denying what I feel for you
so let's keep it real
like the way you make me feel
don't make no mistakes girl
I'll be there for you
Do you need what I need
someone who's true
no time or denying what I feel for you
so let's keep it real
like the way you make me feel
don't make no mistakes girl
I'll be there for you
[2nd Rap]
Now you can find me on the red eye to LA
posted on the cellay
tellin my man Greg find Kellay
meet me in the tellay
it seems she got the hots
for this kid out in Watts
known for bussin shots
Tyrese that's your man
tell that cat beat it
honey rolls with Peter
his service no longer needed
ballin with playas on the West got me trippin
in the Fox hill mall trickin
my dogs think I'm flippin
Do you need what I need
someone who's true
no time or denying what I feel for you
so let's keep it real
like the way you make me feel
don't make no mistakes girl
I'll be there for you
Do you need what I need
someone who's true
no time or denying what I feel for you
so let's keep it real
like the way you make me feel
don't make no mistakes girl
I'll be there for you
song performed by by Tyrese from Tyrese
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How Does One Become Better
How does one become better,
Doing what one does?
And remain happy at doing it?
It takes time, patience...
And the acceptance of critique.
Biting lips and gritting teeth.
Lots of anxiety with loss of sleep.
Making mistakes.
And making mistakes.
To undo them to make more!
Motivation without expectation.
Sacrifice and mental suffering.
Emotional stress.
Being able to forgive and forget.
And do that as best as one can!
Not fearing to apologize when wrong...
Or right.
Do it regardless.
That increases one's peace of mind!
Be accountable for all actions.
Take responsibility.
Even if that means...
Taking that away from someone else.
Be thankful!
And pray.
Pray.
Pray.
Throughout each day.
Don't be afraid to ask God...
'Hey! Wassup?
You here or not?
You doin' what you suppose to do?
'Cause I'm doin' my best!
Or what I believe to be my best.'
~That sounds like you are describing a relationship!
Or a marriage.~
And...
Your point,
Is what?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Escape Goats To Use To Confuse The Issues
It will be great one day,
To awaken to hear.
Voices acknowledging their faults.
With an admitting of them,
That eliminates finger pointing.
To end placing blame on others,
For our own actions a suffering to ourselves.
Mistakes and decisions,
WE cause and brought.
There has to be an accountability,
That initiates what happens.
Escape goats to use to confuse the issues,
Never succeeds with lessons taught.
And excuses quickly used to refuse those things we do,
Has to stop looking for someone's back.
To attack,
As we keep packing upon their shoulders.
Our weight to carry as if they are suppose to do that.
Then verbally express our lack of appreciation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Teflon-ed
Quick to shift,
A blame that sits.
On those who drift,
From being...
Held accountable.
They choose to say,
Their way is best.
Although they take,
More time to protest...
Another mess they manifest!
A love they have for dancing,
Around the bush.
So slick like oil oozing,
They refuse to look...
At the games they play.
Fast they run...
From mistakes initiated.
Mistakes by them repeated,
To keep things done their way.
They choose to say,
Their way is best.
Although they take,
More time to protest...
Another mess they manifest!
Quick to shift,
A blame that sits.
On those who drift,
From being...
Held accountable.
A love they have for dancing,
Around the bush.
So slick like oil oozing,
They refuse to look...
At the games they play.
Fast they run...
From mistakes initiated.
And 'Teflon-ed',
To keep their misdeeds...
Stick free.
Or noticeably heated.
Teflon-ed,
To keep their misdeeds...
Fed to feed,
As needed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Catching Mistakes
When I was a young boy,
I enjoyed...
The freedom of not making sense,
When jumping over fences then.
When I...
Did annoy,
I employed...
A look of innocence defending,
A right to make up alibis.
I did not know,
I was denying in hiding.
Or protecting a falsity seen.
I was just a little boy.
And playing that 'little' boy scene.
But..
Today so much I've grown,
To show I have courage.
With a nourishing of integrity.
And today I want it known,
Dignity and pride I will leave.
And what that means.
When I was a young boy,
I enjoyed...
The freedom of not making sense,
When jumping over fences then.
When I...
Did annoy,
I employed...
A look of innocence defending,
A right to make up alibis.
But today I'm not afraid,
To say I've made mistakes...
That bother me.
And I,
Wish to be forgiven...
For not catching mistakes I leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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WHO And WHAT Implemented This
How can anyone think or believe,
They could distance themselves...
From actions their own children take,
That provokes others with disrespect...
To then proclaim they are not responsible,
For those actions their children have learned...
From behind walls where they were first taught.
To then take those lessons beyond their own backyards?
With a doing done to create for others havoc!
Is the First Amendment that diverse?
WHO and WHAT,
Inspired with encouragement their transgressions?
With beliefs to violate others is okay?
And with rights that entitles them to do it their way.
From WHERE was this thoughtlessness generated?
WHO and WHAT implemented this in their minds,
To have those who should be accountable...
Find someone else to blame!
And with accusations that dismisses their teachings.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Baby I'm sorry...
I'm sorry for not loving you
I'm sorry for not being there for you
I'm sorry for making you cry
I'm sorry for breaking your precious heart
I'm sorry for not believing in you
I'm sorry for never giving you my ears
I'm sorry for not holding you when needed to be held
I'm sorry for sharing my nakedness with another
I'm sorry for not expressing myself to you
I'm sorry for denying you
I'm sorry for lying to you
I'm sorry for breaking my vows
I'm sorry for not fight with you
I'm sorry for me being sorry
I'm sorry for my mistakes.....
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, babe I'm sorry.......
poem by Joy O' Pateng
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The border sheriffs are locally elected. They're accountable. They know the territory and the people. And they can respond the most quickly to what is a real national security emergency, because the border is unprotected.
quote by John Culberson
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