A Normal Thing Done
Confronted by opposition,
To me is a normal thing done.
When young and being opposed by others,
I've learned to face consequences.
Instead away from them run.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've learned
Ive learned that to love someone doesnt have to involve pain,
Ive learned that to have a friend you must be a friend first,
Ive learned that in time youll see your mistakes and learn from them,
Ive learned that to be alone sometimes is the best thing for you,
Ive learned that in order to love a person you must feel loved,
Ive learned that if your wrong admit it or youll never forgive yourself,
Ive learned that your first love will be a part of you and you may never forget,
Ive learned that in order to move on you must fix what was first wrong,
Ive learned that if you ever mess up, you can always start over again,
Ive learned that to be 'cool' doesnt involve pressure,
Ive learned to accept what I have and be happy,
Ive learned that people will come and go so tell the ones you love how you feel,
Ive learned that to respect yourself you must respect others,
Ive learned that your actions always involve consequences whether it be good or bad,
Ive learned that priceless words can mean the world to someone,
Ive learned that sometimes being silent is the best solution,
Ive learned to expect the unexpected,
Ive learned that healing a broken heart involves tears and pain,
Ive learned to see the world in the eyes of others,
And Ive learned that each new day is a day to touch a life.
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The Opposition aren't really the Opposition. They're just called the Opposition. But in fact they are the Opposition in exile. The Civil Service are the Opposition in residence.
quote by Antony Jay
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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But I Was Never Alone
I had to grow up,
Early.
There was no sheltered path,
Protecting steps...
I was made to correct.
By a sibling older...
I knew as I grew.
I had to grow up,
Early.
With a consciousness,
Of what to do.
And to face those consequences,
I lived to go through.
There were days of resentment.
There were days I spent alone.
There were days I wished,
For a childhood that was childish.
And today I am grateful,
For all of those experiences.
I learned through mistakes made,
And heartaches too.
I learned to listen,
With introspective comprehension.
My battles I fought.
And with time I recognized,
Those blessings to me God has brought!
I had to grow up,
Early.
With a consciousness,
Of what to do.
And to face those consequences,
I lived to go through.
But I was...
Never alone,
To be alone on my own.
And this to me,
God has shown.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Angelic Face
Today I saw a young woman
who had such an angelic face.
Unfortunately her body
was twisted and deformed.
A defect of birth
or a crippling disease,
I could not be sure.
What I am sure of was the smile on her face;
it was a mark of courage.
Courage to carry on
and be normal as can be.
Her friends took no notice
of her broken body,
only of her as a person,
which said a lot for them.
To them she was as normal as you and I.
There were no imperfections
that clouded their eyes.
Just friendship deep and pure.
They laughed and joked
just as friends would do.
No one cast a stare
as often people do.
I smiled when she turned my way,
my acceptance of whom she was,
a young woman
with an angelic laughing face.
22 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Without My Interference
Very early I was given one choice...
To listen.
OR...
Suffer through the consequences.
Of course,
I knew those consequences well.
With bruises on my head,
From knocking it up against brick walls.
But that was then.
Not only have I learned to listen...
I now have learned to pay attention.
With less from my mouth going out.
And more with my eyes and ears open,
To receive and allow what is coming in...
To make its own sense without my interference.
To learn 'something' I had not learned before.
And you know...
It is amazing how this works,
To obtain comprehension.
Who knew this approach,
Leads to a quickened understanding?
Who knew that's how this happens?
I still find myself scratching my head in disbelief.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's Like A Truth Versus Nonsense
A content achieved,
Can not compete...
With envy and jealousy.
That conquest has been in motion,
For quite some time now.
It's like a...
Truth versus nonsense kind of thing.
And when minds are focused,
Upon mediocrity to sell...
It will be marketed and done well,
To minimize the effectiveness...
Of content and its influence.
It's like a...
Truth versus nonsense kind of thing.
Eliminating an obvious contrast not admitted.
With consequences to ultimately face to pay.
And sacrificing what is best to appease.
To forget the original concept,
Is an acceptance considered as a normal process.
It's like a...
Truth versus nonsense kind of thing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The opposition may have the right to doubt every thing, but for myself, I call on opposition to practice its role within limits of objectively, responsibility and country interests.
quote by Ali A. Saleh
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Love is hard
What happens when you have to say goodbye
do everything just go back to normal
well i can't do because im already intangled
in the mist of the love i feel for you
is it normal
to fall for a guy who already has one week
one week left to seem me
untill he leaves for college
to go his separate ways
is it normal
for me to cry at his graduation
for me to break down
when i only began to know him
is it normal
for me to be jealous of the thought of future girls
when i know that we cant be together anymore
love is the best and worst thing tha can ever happen
love is hard
is it normal
poem by Jasmine Jorden
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What You See As Normal, I Just Don't See
i'm tired of getting told,
that sex is just a normal thing,
why do i have such a problem with it?
it's a natural thing to enjoy,
everything that was normal,
to me it just not normal,
to live life being afraid,
of the one thing, sex,
i can't get my mind around that,
i can't see it as something normal,
the first time i was introduced to it,
i was a child,
a freakin child,
i didn't have a choice,
sometimes it feel like,
i still don't have a choice,
ppl may tell me i do,
but they just don't get it,
how trapped i feel in my body at times,
my mind and body are seperated,
sometimes things don't feel real,
times like these i wonder why try,
why continue to fight a battle,
that don't seem to be worth finishing?
poem by Mona Martinez
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Learned...
from being homeless,
i learned the value of home!
from being hungry,
i learned the value of being fed.
from being sick,
i learned the value of health.
from being left alone,
i learned the value of love.
from being confined in a cell,
i learned the value of freedom.
from being persecuted,
i learned the value of human rights.
from being an infidel,
i learned to see the face of god...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I am bitterly opposed to my country entering the war, but if, notwithstanding my opposition, we do enter it, all of my energy and all of my power will be behind our flag in carrying it on to victory.
quote by George William Norris
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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With Discipline, Initiative And Priority
As a kid,
I use to want for those wishes.
With my eyes focused on dreams.
But my first lessons learned,
Were to how to use a broom.
With a mopping of a floor.
And how to wash a dish...
After I finished using it.
And personal hygiene,
I had been taught very early...
Were the basics connected,
To any wish and dream I envisioned...
With discipline, initiative and priority.
'Gee Ma!
How come I can't go out to play,
Like a normal child? '
~You will find a lot of time to do that.
Trust me.
But right now...
I'm not looking for normalcy.
Is that understood? ~
'Do I have a choice? '
~Sure you do.
Do as I say or suffer the consequences.
And...
If I hear any more of your 'lip',
You just might end up doing both.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In 1949 there was a new thing called Television, to which my agency and advisers opposed as a performance medium.
quote by Loretta Young
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Constitutional Point
Power corrupts,
whereas sound opposition
builds up our free
democratic tradition.
One thing would make
a democracy flower:
having a strong opposition-
in power.
I learned denial from my mother. I just never confronted things and if anybody did, I just would go crazy.
quote by Tab Hunter
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We must never regard as normal the regular and casual undermining of our democratic norms and ideals. We must never meekly accept the daily sundering of our country, the personal attacks, the threats against principles, freedoms and institution, the flagrant disregard for truth and decency, the reckless provocations, most often for the pettiest and most personal reasons — reasons having nothing whatsoever to do with the fortunes of the people that we have been elected to serve. None of these appalling features of our current politics should ever be regarded as normal. We must never allow ourselves to lapse into thinking that that is "just the way things are now." If we simply become inured to this condition, thinking that it is just politics as usual, then heaven help us. Without fear of the consequences and without consideration of the rules of what is politically safe or palatable, we must stop pretending that the degradation of our politics and the conduct of some in our executive branch are normal. They are not normal.
quote by Jeff Flake
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Forgiven, but not Forgotten
Sins are made to be forgiven but not forgotten
can be done by words or action
can be seen in citizens or normal children
In any status of life or position.
An ode for the sinners meaning an ode for us all
some may not know the consequences of sins
but that what completes us people
but i only know one thing, it gives pain.
All of us wish that it would vanish
But even though sins would be gone
the scars it will leave will still not perish
and still whats done is done.
poem by Michael Angelo Legaspi
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Normal
Pain is in proportion to livingness.
The more alive you are,
the more it hurts
to live.
This is normal.
The young hurt most
but mend quickest.
New flesh heals
where old flesh withers.
Young mind feels
pain piercing and deep;
often so deep that of itself it heals;
a child that cries itself to sleep,
cries and forgets in eternal singing.
This too is normal.
Until clinging
enters the heart,
laying up the treasure
of its tears
to be disinterred in later years,
repented at unwanted leisure.
And this is normal.
The prophet said:
“I will give you life more abundant.”
His shadow added:
“And more abundant pain to go with it.”
Quite normal.
Amidst so much normality
the pain is what shines through,
making a mere formality
of what you think you want to do.
Grasping out and feeling pain.
Letting go and letting heal again.
See where the yellow banner is unfurled:
“All is for the Norm
in this most normal of all possible worlds.”
poem by Brian Taylor
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The Obviousness Of You doing This
It must to you feel great,
To create an opposition.
Then to bait others...
To help keep it faked.
It does,
Doesn't it?
It has to.
The obviousness of you doing this,
Shows with a glow upon your face.
And those you have chosen to oppose,
Only play along as an added hobby.
Knowing it is your disgrace and not theirs,
You can not easily erase.
When the act of yours is traced.
And you are left without explanation.
It must to you feel great,
To create an opposition.
Then to bait others...
To help keep it faked.
It does,
Doesn't it?
It has to.
But it is your fate,
Tossed away.
With no escaping,
From the damage you make to fake...
An opposition!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Returning to South Carolina meant getting a normal job in a normal town with normal people and marrying a normal person. I wanted the glamour and opportunity of the world.
quote by Donna Rice
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