A New Era Has Arrived
A new era has arrived
And yet those addicted
To long lasting habits
Are refusing to accept or move
From those times changed
And those who say
They are of strong faith with beliefs
Are the very same people
Who stand in the way
With attempts to block
This progress that proceeds.
A new era has arrived
And yet those addicted
To long lasting habits
Are refusing to accept or move
From those times changed
And
With a stubbornness they are convinced
If they demand with a protesting that commands
'Everything' for them will remain the same
Even if they take matters in their ignorant hands
As if particles of dust
Refusing to be blown away by wind
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Refusing to grow up is like refusing to accept your limitations. That's why I don't think we'll ever grow up.
quote by Robert Smith
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Stuck In Their Nonexistent Beliefs
It is difficult to leave behind,
Those whose minds are kept defined...
By times no longer here to breathe.
What keeps them fixed,
With such a stubbornness...
Has many refusing to converse with them.
And abruptly from them people leave.
To find fresh air pollution free.
Rapidly changes are amongst us to see.
To witness and adapt appropriately.
But there are those who will remain,
Stuck in their nonexistent beliefs...
That horsedrawn wagons and cobblestone streets,
Were innovations never to be replaced.
Even when shifting winds...
Show an aging upon their disbelieving faces.
With deep concerns that can be traced...
Back to those times they can not let go!
Yet argue to be heard,
Their way of life for 'certain' people...
Is more than well deserved.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Backward Move These Minds
Sad are those who have isolated themselves,
With beliefs that religion and politics do not mix.
When conflicts fought are because of this.
Sad are those symbolized by myths!
Fixed and tied with lives centered upon it!
And refusing to see beyond their self destructiveness.
Backward move these minds and behind the times.
Like a knocked eightball that drops...
To stop a game that's played.
By someone who has been mocked...
But comes to shock without delay.
Backward move these minds and behind the times.
With wishes to have a game prolonged and sustained.
Sad are those symbolized by myths!
Fixed and tied with lives centered upon it!
And refusing to see beyond their self destructiveness.
Sad are those who have isolated themselves,
With beliefs that religion and politics do not mix.
When conflicts fought are because of this.
Backward move these minds and behind the times.
Like a knocked eightball that drops...
To stop a game that's played.
By someone who has been mocked...
But comes to shock without delay.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Miles End
Chinese symbols on his robe
Never gonna match up with that smile
He's wearing mostly black and gold
It's been twelve days
The longest for a while
He's been fortunate
He can't tell a lie
Redheads, blondes, brunettes
They all fall for his lines
He's been king now for so long
His days are numbered
Times have changed, so move along
The dream is over
Draped across Egyptian linen
Even Cleopatra casts an eye
A gossamer see-through zipped up tracksuit
Champagne bottle, ten o'clock on fire
He's been fortunate
He cannot deny
Jacuzzi baronet
With soap suds in his eyes
He's been king now for so long
His days are numbered
Times have changed, so move along
The dream is over
He's been king now for so long
His days are numbered
Times have changed, so move along
The dream is over
We've been waiting for so long
We think it's over
song performed by by Gomez
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Emotional Icebergs
Friday afternoon, my powers spent,
no more wonderment, the long, slow
march through a document by a pom-
pous diplomat offering his services to
the Interpol Secretariat, without his
grandiose eloquence and expertise
the whole Spiel will flounder and sink,
he shall save them from calamity
My fight with my new red chair led to
adding a back support and marching
around the block for my health - too
tired to find victims to talk to - sliding
down that long grey slope people call
reality but which is only a small visible
part of the emotional icebergs which
make up confrontational life
I hope those who received my kindly
explanation that their opinion lacked
width and scope and depth will forgive
me and still be my friends - I never listen
to anybody, refusing to accept second-
hand information, I try everything for
myself, nobody should be angry for
my refusing the wisdom
They have gained by reading books, I
need to consult the author and feel the
sensation and have the experience
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Oh My
Well, Im struttin up and down
Tryin to get my face in town
Wonderin the hang where
To turn each time around
Look in your mirror just to see my face
Two way time, baby, its no disgrace
Oh my, how the times have changed
Oh my, how the times have changed
Ladies used to dancin but I move for real
Lookin for reaction, something you can feel
When ya dance,
I move and they look me in the eye
Two way time, baby, its no lie
*oh my, how the times have changed
Oh my, how the times have changed
*repeat
*repeat
song performed by by Ufo
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Not Only a Practice But a Fact
My attachment to God
Is not only a practice but a fact.
God and I have been very close...
I do not question my faith.
Nor do I seldom stay in heartbreak.
Not these days and not for long.
Not as long as I know,
My faith in God...
Keeps me strong.
My attachment to God,
Is not only a practice but a fact.
I don't have to be self righteous!
God knows my habits.
I can not hide them behind God's back.
There is no sense in that!
Whatever this is where I am,
That gives me a consciousness to understand.
I only have to be myself.
And the more I accept it,
The taller of a man I stand!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Addiction
I'm addicted to drink,
But I'm more addicted to you,
Whatever you think!
When you smile
Time and the whole world stop for a while,
You wipe away my tears
Much better than a thousand beers!
You are my heroine much more than heroin
Could ever be. Yes, that's the mess I'm in,
I'd rather do cold turkey
Than miss your friendship for a day.
You don't believe me?
Well, okay
I'll throw my drink and drugs away,
But in return
I need the love for which I yearn!
You won't accept this deal,
But I want to be sure you know how I feel,
It isn't fiction
But a very deep and lasting addiction
That nobody can heal,
However fat and foolish I may be,
This love is real.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Accessories To A Crime
A DISPLAY and PERFORMANCE,
Of a ROUTINE...
May not be as DEEPLY FELT,
As one's pronouncement...
Of a FAITH kept in BELIEFS,
NOT PROVIDING the NEEDS one SAYS is GETTING...
RELIGIOUSLY.
'If' it is OBVIOUS a DICHOTOMY translates DECEPTION.
And has been PUBLICLY allowed to DEMONICLY ravage...
One's SOUL and GIFTS GIVEN.
No matter what the quality of those SYMBOLS,
WORN or CARRIED to DISPLAY one's ASSOCIATION...
Underlined to be QUOTED as if to keep one IMMUNIZED,
From one's BAD HABITS and ADVERSE ADDICTIONS.
SUPPLIED to ENFORCE one's SELF-CENTERED ways,
That SHOWS to ADD to ONE'S own DESTRUCTION...
As well as THOSE ALLOWING that destruction to OCCUR.
AS if to ASSIST as ACCESSORIES to a CRIME one commits.
And those refusing to be accessories,
To one afflicted with demons...
Can not be faulted for their attempts made,
To save a soul to do what it wishes from choices...
ONE should but DOES NOT RESTRICT to be AVOIDED.
With a faith one proclaims is one's strength and salvation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Im Addicted
1, 2, 3, 4!
Look around this dirty town
Drink it up till we fall down
Dont want to live forever this way
But its gonna have to do for today
Oh, Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Before that hurried call
I had my back against the wall
No, dont want to be shown
Go out and learn your own
Oh, Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
1, 2, 3, 4!
Before that hurried call
I had my back against the wall
No, dont want to be shown
Go out and learn your own
Oh, Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
Im addicted - as I want to be
song performed by by Goo Goo Dolls
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Refusing to ask for help when you need it is refusing someone the chance to be helpful.
quote by Ric Ocasek
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Holding On With Wishes To Experience This
Altrhough...
They're slipping with a gripping,
To a bottomless pit.
With an ignorance addicted unresisted.
And,
Holding on and wishing to experience it...
Are the ones who practice posing,
In a darkened abyss.
With a proving that an ignorance for them is bliss.
The people of today...
Are crazed with beliefs.
And refusing to release,
All delusions they've been feeding.
The people of today...
Are crazed with beliefs,
That the only life to live,
Is the one of deceit.
Holding on with wishes to experience this,
Darkened abyss...
With a proving that an ignorance for them is bliss.
Holding on with wishes to experience this,
Darkened abyss...
With a proving that an ignorance for them is bliss.
The people of today...
Are crazed with beliefs.
And refusing to release,
All delusions they've been feeding.
The people of today...
Are crazed with beliefs,
That the only life to live,
Is the one of deceit.
Holding on with wishes to experience this,
Darkened abyss...
With a proving that an ignorance for them is bliss.
They keep on holding onto to wishes to experience this,
Darkened abyss...
With a proving that an ignorance for them is bliss.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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And, if there was any responsibility in refusing to obey, he was willing to accept it.
quote by John Bigelow
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No Other Way to Escape
I made my peace,
With that beast I hid!
I could not keep a self hate
That choked me.
I had to awaken...
And I'm glad I did!
My 'spirit' was endangered...
It was me who I feared.
I could not release the anger,
Others came to share.
I kept their despair part of my fate!
Entrapped and caged...
I was unaware!
I roared with denial,
Refusing to be freed!
Refusing to hear...
And refusing to see!
Cursing my own shadow
In rehearsed inflicting pain!
I made peace,
With that beast I hid!
I had to...
There was no other way to escape!
And when I did,
I made sure my steps ahead
Could not be followed,
By borrowed agony!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Refusing To Traffic Human Souls
broke in possessions
rich in enlightened spirit
is the stamp of a resolute
mind
refusing to sell out
to materialism corruption greed
refusing to traffic human souls
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Ever Present
The
weeks
months
years
keep
haunting
me.
Running
the
corridors
of my
mind.
Refusing
to let
go.
A silhouette
from the
past,
another
time
A wonderful
someone.
A hearts
door
refusing
to close
ever
present
leading
me into
the
future.
poem by Heather Burns
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Whose Truth Is Reality?
Whose truth is reality?
And why are the many eyes focused upon it,
Seeing reality quite differently?
With many refusing,
To believe in any of it at all.
It is odd how those say they do know God exist.
With bragging rights about their religious affiliations.
But ask one of them,
When was it they stepped out of their way...
Based solely on their faith?
Do you get a look in return that offends?
Or...
Do you get a sermon to hear,
With scriptures quoted...
To make their beliefs understood.
And for some reason...
Their carrying a Bible should make that clear?
And that question you had asked,
Goes unanswered.
As an excuse is made,
To leave from your presence...
As fast as they came.
And under their breath you are called a name.
People are not up to that task.
Disguising 'your' reality...
They prefer to hide,
Behind 'their' masks!
Whose truth is reality?
Really?
And why are the many eyes focused upon it,
Seeing reality quite differently?
With many refusing,
To believe in any of it at all.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Character and Habit
Habits can be changed
But characters can’t be changed
So make good habits!
God would make His character
Much more better if He could!
poem by Asif Andalib
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Addicted To You
I am addicted to you.
So what can I do?
but accept what has happened to me?
You're my personal drug
each time we hug
my body turns out to be
at peace once again and not so uptight,
no shaking, no headache in sight.
I am addicted to you.
The need in me grew
from the very first time that we kissed.
You're my personal high,
the reason why I
know that you are why I exist.
I know that all's well
and there's nothing to fear,
no frightful event will appear.
I don't need a drink,
I don't need a smoke.
These things I will never do.
My needs are not bad.
In fact I am glad
that I am addicted to you.
I
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Move In
Move in, move in
Move in, watch me move in
Invite me to a party
Hang some colour on the walls
It makes me feel like eighteen
Im gonna change things for us all
Sooner or later the music goes
I see a trace of sweat on your face
Move in, move in
Remember now the times we had
Move in, watch me move in
Remember now the times we had
Our worlds turned round but thats okay
Yet, things still look the same
People dancing so much
Keep it pushing come what may
Sooner or later the music goes
I see a trace of sweat on your face
Move in, move in
Remember now the times we had
Move in, watch me move in
Remember now the times we had
I see the lights are low now
But still the faces glow
A year thats full of zeros
Yet who knows what that holds
Sooner or later the music goes
I see a trace of sweat on your face
Move in, move in
Remember now the times we had
Move in, watch me move in
Remember now the times we had
Move in, move in
Remember now the times we had
Move in, watch me move in
Remember now the times we had
Move in, move in
Remember now the times we had
Move in, watch me move in
Remember now the times we had
Lead on
Oh the music goes
And I feel it pushing on, baby
I feel its pushing
Push against me
Please, stop
I feel the music
Inside me
song performed by by Texas
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