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A Preference For Distance

It is not that I am controlling.
I am self assured.
It is not that I 'think' I know everything.
I've been made aware of watching my own back.
And being accountable for my own actions.

I was extremely young,
When I was introduced to independence.
Even younger than that...
When I discovered I was emotionally alone.
You see...
I was raised not to be babied.
I don't recall being hugged or cuddled.
And the young women that I married...
Were younger still in their minds.

I guess during those days,
We all were trying hard to find roles to play.
Somewhere to feel comfortable enough to stay.

It is not that I am controlling.
I am self assured.
It is not that I 'think' I know everything.
I've been made aware of watching my own back.
And being accountable for my own actions.

My tolerance level sometimes is nonexistent.
And most times I realize I have a preference for distance.
I was not always this way.
It developed with a consciousness,
That became increasingly disgusted...
With the acceptance of deception.

Some may call this 'standoffish' behavior anti-social.
I call it surviving a dysfunctional past I care not to revisit.
And today...
That's all people want to do.
Discuss a past as if those times were the best times lived.
And I already know those are lies!
Why should I live to outdo those who choose to lie?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Help

Lennon and mccartney
In a tribute to john lennon roy sang 2 verses of help
(live at the bbc cd)
Help! I need somebody.
Help! not just anybody.
Help! you know I need someone.
Help!
When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybodys help in any way.
But now these days are gone im not so self assured,
Now I find
Ive changed my mind, ive opened up the doors.
Help me if you can, im feeling down,
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me get my feet back on the ground.
Wont you please, please help me?
And now my life has changed in oh so many ways,
My independence seems to vanish in the haze.
But every now and then I feel so insecure,
I know that I just need you like ive never done before.
Help me if you can, im feeling down,
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me get my feet back on the ground.
Wont you please, please help me?
When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybodys help in any way.
But now these days are gone im not so self assured,
Now I find ive changed my mind, ive opened up the doors.
Help me if you can, im feeling down,
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me get my feet back on the ground.
Wont you please, please help me?
Help me. help me, oooh.

song performed by by Roy Orbison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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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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Help!

Help, I need somebody
Help, not just anybody
Help, you know, I need someone
Help
(when)
When I was younger, so much younger than today (I never needed)
I never needed anybodys help in any way (now)
But now these days are gone, Im not so self assured (and now I find)
Now I find, Ive changed my mind, Ive opened up the doors
Help me if you can, Im feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round
Help me get my feet back on the ground
Wont you, please, please help me?
(now)
And now my life has changed in, oh, so many ways (my independence)
My independence seems to vanish in the haze (but)
But every now and then I feel so insecure (I know that I)
I know that I just need you like Ive never done before
Help me if you can, Im feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round
Help me get my feet back on the ground
Wont you, please, please help me?
When I was younger, so much younger than today
I never needed anybodys help in any way (now)
But now these days are gone, Im not so self assured (and now I find)
Now I find, Ive changed my mind, Ive opened up the doors
Help me if you can, Im feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round
Help me get my feet back on the ground
Wont you, please, please help me?
Help me, help me

song performed by by Lennon John
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Help!

i need somebody
not just anybody (help)
ya know i need someone
when i was younger so much younger then today
i never needed anybodys help in any way
and now these days are gone
im not so self assured
now im fine, i changed my mind
ive opened up the doors
help me if you can im feeling down
and i do appreciate you being 'round
help me get my feet back on the ground
wont u please please help me
and now my life has changed in oh so many ways
my independence seems to banish in the haze
but every now and then i feel so insecure
i know that i just need ya like ive never done before
help me if you can im feelin down
and i do appreciate you bein round
help me get my feet back on the ground
wont u please please help me
help me
when i was younger
so much younger then today
i never needed anybodys help in any way
and now these days are gone
im not so self assured
and now im fine
ive changed my mind, ive opened up the doors
(chorus)
wont you please please help me
help me

song performed by by Howie Day
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Help!

Help, I need somebody,
Help, not just anybody,
Help, you know I need someone, help.
When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybodys help in any way.
But now these days are gone, Im not so self assured,
Now I find Ive changed my mind and opened up the doors.
Help me if you can, Im feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Wont you please, please help me.
And now my life has changed in oh so many ways,
My independence seems to vanish in the haze.
But every now and then I feel so insecure,
I know that I just need you like Ive never done before.
Help me if you can, Im feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Wont you please, please help me.
When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybodys help in any way.
But now these daya are gone, Im not so self assured,
Now I find Ive changed my mind and opened up the doors.
Help me if you can, Im feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Wont you please, please help me, help me, help me, oh.

song performed by by Oasis
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Help

Help, I need somebody
Help, not just anybody
Help, I need somebody
Please, please help me
When I was younger, so much younger than today
I never needed anybodys help in anyway
But now those days are gone and Im not so self assured
No I finally changed my mind and I opened up the door
Chorus:
Help me, if you can Im feelin down
And I do appreciate you being round
Wont you help me get my feet back on the ground
Wont you please, please help me
And now my life has changed in so many ways
My independence seemed to vanish in the haze
But every now and then I feel so insecure
I know that I need your light, I never done before
Repeat chorus
Help me, help me, ooh
When I was younger, so much younger than today
I never needed anybodys help in anyway
But now those days are gone and Im not so self assured
No I finally changed my mind and I opened up the door
Repeat chorus twice
Help me, help me, ooh

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Help

When I was younger
So much younger than today
I never needed anybodys
Help in anyway
And now those days are gone
Im not so self assured
And now I find
Ive changed my mind
Ive opened up the doors
Chorus
Help me if you can
Im feeling down
And I do appreciate
You being round
Oh help me get my feet back on the ground
Wont you please please help me
And now my life has changed
In oh so many ways
My independence seems to
Vanish in the haze
And every now and then
I feel so insecure
And now I just need you like
I never did before
Repeat chorus

song performed by by Tina Turner
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I Was Made To Feel Different In My Younger Years

I remember sitting in the corners of shadows.
Wishing to be invisible,
After making attempts to disappear.

I was made to feel different in my younger years.

My voice was deep at the age of twelve.
And my knees knocked.
I was aware I walked pigeon toed.

I was made to feel different in my younger years.

People were quick to critique me then.
When they would laugh at me.
I laughed right back at them to hide and cry alone.

I was made to feel different in my younger years.

I grew wiser before I aged.
And years it would take for me to learn to forgive.
But I did with a doing successfully.

I was made to feel different in my younger years.

Perceptive, empathetic and sometimes distant.
Removed from anguish I knew others felt.
Yet today I might sit with periodic embitterness.

I was made to feel different in my younger years.

I've learned to use my talents and gifts,
To lift me beyond any loneliness that visited.
And with slow and painful steps I grew to improve.

I was made to feel different in my younger years.
And when I self examine to reflect...
So happy I am to have held on to my patience,
With a giving to others a respect regardless...
If little of it was shown to me,
When I was growing to bloom.

I was made to feel different in my younger years.
Hungering then to be accepted.
I was made to feel different in my younger years.
Hungering then not to be neglected.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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Jer McCarthy

He transported cattle for farmers to and from the marts in Kanturk, Macroom and Millstreet
A well liked fellow and known far and wide
And up and down the narrow roads of Muskerry and Duhallow
He often journeyed through that scenic countryside.

He worked so hard for to earn his honest living
For trucking cattle never is an easy job
On dark and wet and slippery roads in depths of Winter
There are far easier ways for to earn one's living bob.

Still Jer McCarthy seemed to like the job he worked at
As he was a people person you might say
He gave good service to the local farmers
And I hope he is alive and well today.

I wonder is he still transporting cattle?
For he's well past retirement age by now
And life as we grow older doesn't get easier
And all of us to father time must bow.

I know that I am looked on as old fashioned
For I am one still rooted in the past
I still recall the years when I was younger
But on looking back the time just went so fast.

At times I feel that I feel over nostalgic
When my eyes mist over with nostalgic tears
As I recall kind souls like Jer McCarthy
And the role models of my younger years

Many people feel that the future only matter
And their younger years they often don't recall
But when I recall my boyhood in Duhallow
I'm remembering my happiest days of all.

And when I remember one like Jer McCarthy
Who worked so hard for to earn his living pay
I feel somehow that the past is worth recalling
And I hope he's still alive and well today

poem by Francis Duggan
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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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Help

When I was younger, so much younger than today
I never needed anybodys help in any way
But now these days are gone Im not so self assured
Now I find Ive changed my mind, opened up the door
Help if you can Im feeling down
But I do appreciate you being round
Help me get my feet back on the ground
Wont you please help me
And now my life has changed in oh so many ways
My independence seems to vanish in the haze
But every now and then I feel so insecure
Now I know I need you like Ive never done before
Help if you can Im feeling down
But I do appreciate you being round
Help me get my feet back on the ground
Wont you please help me
Help
I need somebody
Help
Not just anybody
Help
You know I need someone
Help

song performed by by Deep Purple
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A Mother Doesn't Know...

Theirs times that you’re not around.
Theirs times it seems like you don’t care.
Theirs times I don’t see or speak to you.
Theirs times I question you.
Theirs times I don’t even care.
Theirs times I even wish I didn’t know you.
But what would I be without you?
Would I be different or would I be the same?
Have you changed my life?
Or did I change it on my own?
Was I different before?
How come you want nothing to do with me?
You leave me in the dust whenever you have the chance.
Doesn’t seem like you care.
If you do care you have a funny way of showing it.
We use to be like best friends.
I grew up and you kicked me off to the side.
Or did I kick you off?
So many questions.
Not enough answers.
Not enough time to even ask all the questions.
My mind feels like it’s going to explode.
Not enough time in the day to even express my feelings.
Not enough time to share my thoughts.
It never seems to be the right time.
When is the right time?
Is it today or tomorrow?
When will you be there again for me?
You went away so quick I didn’t have a chance to say goodbye.
I guess drinking really got a hold of you.
Some have the will power and others don’t know how to say no.
How could you let drinking get to you?
When you have three kids.
Now two don’t even live with you.
Granted one of them is married.
But the other is still a young child.
Looks at you with disgrace.
You don’t even seem to notice.
While your family is breaking apart you just care about your glass filling up.
How do you live like that?
I know you’re not happy, so what’s bothering you?
You’ve been through a lot granted.
BUT SO HAVE I! !
Look what you’re doing to me.
What you think it doesn’t bother me?
It does but I guess that’s what blindness will do to you.
When will you notice me?
IM RIGHT HERE! !
Pick up the phone and call me sometimes.
Why do I always have to be the bigger person?
I’m supposed to be the kid.
When was I able to be a kid?
When will it be my time?
I’m always there for everyone else.
How come you can’t be there for me?
Your always trying to mess up what I accomplish.
Putting negative thoughts into my head constantly.
Do you want to see me fail?
Well I'm going to tell you right now IM NOT GOING TO FAIL! !
How come you hate me so much?
What did I do to you?
I was always the one that listened to how bad your day was?
I was the one who listened all the time
Who else was their for you?
Dad was always at work.
Sam was never home.
I was I was their.
But you don’t think about that now do you.
Since I left you don’t seem to need me anymore.
Now you have toked my friend to live with you.
But threaten her she will have to leave when she make’s a mistake.
How true are you?
You shad your tears about how much you miss me.
But do you really miss me?
Telling people lies after lies.
Why do you do what you do?
How come you act like that?
Can’t you go back to being yourself?
You’ve changed and I don’t like it.
To be honest not a lot of people like it.
But I guess whatever you want to do you will do.
But this is my time now.
Now you know how I feel.
So don’t ask me again.

poem by Ashley Olson
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A Man For The Ladies

He was the young dad of the sixties he is the old man of today
Married and divorced for the third time that's life as some are known to say
He is seven times a great grandfather one might say his flock multiply
And he is not yet finished with women he says he will give marriage at least one more try,
He is now with one twenty years younger a divorcees of forty one
At the wooing of far younger women he surely is second to none
Some women like their men much older for the father figure they do fall
When it comes to understanding people I know that I know little at all
He was sixty one on his last birthday with brown hair dye he covers his gray
And when it comes to dress and appearance attention to detail he pay
one might say a man for the ladies at wooing them he has known success
His chat up lines seem to be flawless all of the right buttons he seems to press
Yes surely a man for the ladies younger women fall for him in a big way
Yet in love he likes a new challenge and with one he does not seem to stay.

poem by Francis Duggan
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My Times

There were many times... and
I lived there...
There were many times, that I could not believe...
That such violence... and such abuse's... ever exisited...
But never-the-less... they were my times...

There were many...many times... And I lived them all
So this is my time of acknowledgement
And yes there were many times...
That, I wished those other times...had never exisited

And there were many times...that experience would whisper
and shout...
That the time would come...that these things would be
witnessed
And so this is one of those times...

I tell my family that I do not enjoy...
The times of these denile arguments...
Nor the time nor the necessity...of this conflict...
That those time's had created...

Yet that was the times...in which I lived...
And that I was raised for...
OH... I do not fight that it existed
Nor do I fight that time...

But today I can honestly say
That those times, awakend with-in me away...
That those times prepared me for a way to resist it...
To change it...
To survive it...
To abandon it...
And so here today I take time...
To ponder... to give thanks...
For such a magnificent gift... a majestic blessing like this...
Could never have been had..
Had I not lived in those times....

So to whom ever read this, to whom ever wants to

Improve with love those moments,
Don't let them pass you by
Love while the sun is radaint
For time and life does draw nigh

We cannot bid sunshine
To lenghten out our days
Nor can we ask age-ing time
To ever stay away

Let love guide your actions
And remember be honest to your heart
And then Love...will always be with you
And then love will allways help im-part

So improve every love moment
In this your family may secure
For love brings happiness
So rich and joys so pure

Let love guide your actions
And remember
Be honest to your heart
For love is always with you
And it stops the tears
Even inside a broken heart................

So I say help that man
Your friends, a sister, a brother..
It matters only what's in your heart...
It matters only the strings of love
Play them on your harp
For love will bind every a broken heart...

poem by Clyde Bryson
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These Are The Days

Ah ah
Heres a song
About living in the past
If it was so good then
How come it didnt last?
If it helps you
Ill put it in a phrase
Those were the times
But these are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
The times youre smiling back on
Had that great sitcom
It hardly compensated
For the terror of the bomb
Let me help
cause youre looking through a haze
Those were the times
These are the days
These are the days
Hey hey hey
These are the days
Can you hear me now?
These are the days
Look around look around look around
These are the days
These are the days
Hey hey live today
These are the days
Its time to put the past away
These are the days
The more you do the more you say
These are the days
The more I need to get away
Youre longing for a time
There never was
Now tell me the truth
Youre looking for the reason
Its because
Youre fighting for youth
But if I have to listen any more
To fantasy talk
Or any other bug you have
Im leaving
Now Im not saying
Everything is really great
Hey hey hey
After sixteen years
Of legalised class hate
Why waste time
Looking back for things to praise?
Those were the times huh
But these are the days
These are the days
Looking back in history
These are the days
Time to get contempory
These are the days
The past is not the place to be

song performed by by Human League
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Honesty Not

Isn't it funny that the ones that tell lies
are never accountable for their behavior
no matter what the size.
They can say lies about you
or they can deny what they know is true.
All to protect themselves from their bad deeds
but in with that they never grow and succeed;
Succeed at being accountable and mature-
they would rather blame it on you
and call you absurd.
Or they don't remember a thing
say it was in the past and you're the ding-aling.
Adding that they don't know what you are talking about
in the end they are the losers without a questionable doubt.

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Hard Times For An Honest Man

One man does his work
Hes not satisfied not at all
Feels like that hes being used
His self respect starts to fall
His frustration
Runnin very very high he takes it out
On the ones he loves, because its safe
And who they gonna tell
And he hates that cold-bloodedness
That runs inside
Chorus:
Oh yes
Its hard times, for an honest man
Very very hard times
Hard times, for an honest man
Very very hard times
Sister,
Shes got a lot of pride
You can see it when she walks into the room
But shes young
And shes unaware
Of what a brutal world can do to you
So she loves a man
He lies like a dog
Tears her little world all apart
So the walls go up
For the rest of her days
And there aint no man can touch this
Girls heart
Chorus:
Oh yes.
Its hard times, for an honest man
Very very hard times
Hard times, for an honest man
Very very hard times
So we walk
From the front porch to the back yard
Just to laugh and say hello and
Say goodbye
But some days are hard, like a
Soldiers steel-toed boots
And the rent we pay to stay here
Gets high
Chorus:
Oh yes.
Its hard times, for an honest man
Very very hard times
Hard times, for an honest man
Very very hard times

song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Hard Times

Well, I recall days in the city
And I think back, oh what a pity
Rememberin how it wasnt pretty
Every day life in the city
Out in the street we had to take it
With friends around, couldnt it
What wasnt there, we had to make it
Hangin out down in the city
The hard times are dead and gone
But the hard times have made me strong
And the hard times have made me see
That the hard times aint where I wanna be
We had to fight to be accepted
It wasnt right and I protested
For hangin out we got arrested
Every day life in the city
Wed go to school and then wed cut out
Go to the park and space our heads out
We called it fun but there was some doubt
Hangin out down in the city
The hard times are dead and gone
But the hard times have made me strong
And the hard times have made me see
That the hard times aint where I wanna be
I dont wanna be there or even think back
I dont wanna be there, now Im on the right track, yeah
The hard times are dead and gone
But the hard times have made me strong
And the hard times have made me see
That the hard times aint where I wanna be
I dont wanna be there or even think back
I dont wanna be there, cause Im on the right track
Now Im on the right track
Im finally on the right track
Im finally on the right track

song performed by by Kiss
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Young, Patriotic And Undeniably Brave

Discharged from the Air Force.
Married and living independently.
And at 21 years old...
I was then with wife,
And we lived in Kansas City, Missouri.

42 years ago,
Seems to me a 'century'.
And today,
At the age of 63...
I can certainly confess,
I am extremely blessed.

As I observe the lack of discipline,
Allowed by the guardians of today's children.
I remain very curious,
As to 'why' more people...
Are not showing they are furious?
And exactly 'who' are 'they' who speak,
Of values gone undisplayed?

With nerve to say,
How 'others' should be held accountable!

And many of 'us' in those days,
Were young, patriotic and undeniably brave.

Dedicated:
To those young men and women,
who 'still' volunteer to enter into the military...
for a cause that should be more applauded!
Bless your efforts, dedication and sacrifice.

~lsp~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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