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A Timelessness Spent in Shared Regret

If I thought any part of yesterday I lived,
Had existing benefits for me...
I'd be still there living in it.
Like many nonbelieving,
Time without their participation...
Continues to move on.
And does so to leave those,
Doing exactly what they please.

And the ones who chose not to grow...
With a hope that their grasp,
On times they would like to keep unchanged...
Will convince others,
Who are equally blessed with immaturity!
Have only one thing to look forward to.
The guaranteed benefits of expressing,
A timelessness spent in shared regret.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The President's proposed privatization plan would jeopardize that security by cutting guaranteed benefits for future retirees and endangering the benefits of current retirees, people with disabilities, and children who have lost a parent.

quote by Chaka Fattah
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Love Benefits

The love benefits from the Creator had made us what we are today,
Like the love benefits to your souls and that of mine.
Fromgenerations unto generations,
With the Universe being created out of love for you and i to live in;
And, there are more to learn from when it comes to love.
Love benefits,
It comes straight from the heart;
But ture love makes you grow without any question.
Love has no age and true love beautifies your body,
But love has it's specialities when you are in the mood;
And it makes you do things that you don't even think of.
It comes strainght from the heart,
Love changes the way you feel, talk and moves;
But when love calls on you,
You will always take care of your clothes.
Love benefits,
Matured love enhances your status-quo;
And you are the benefits of the changes in me.
What is love got to do?
It does many things than you think of,
Because it comes straight from the heart.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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LIVE For the Sheer Enjoyment Of It

If you wish to surround yourself,
With something that benefits.
Remove yourself from a stagnant environment...
One proclaimed that has exhausted a usefulness.
And learn to live more appreciative,
Of 'all' that is connected to allow an experience.

To prejudge and evaluate what appears to be,
A completed portait of a depiction limited.
On a canvas much too vast and complexed,
To digest and satisfy those who decide...
Research and adventure does not provide,
An unending wealth of revelation...
Can make one physically and mentally sick.

That's if...
One wishes to surround oneself,
With something that benefits,
An habitual repetitiveness.
Like a refilling of a 'needed'
Medical prescription.
One is made to become convinced...
Living with addictions makes more sense.

Do this...
And little time is spent in the frowning of lips!
LIVE for the sheer enjoyment of it.
That's IF...
You wish to surround yourself,
With something that benefits a smile recognized...
On a face that has been missing it!

And leave those with a 'woe-is-me-factor' alone.
What makes you feel you must condone this?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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However, the Administration's plan to privatize Social Security will undermine retirement security for all Americans by cutting guaranteed benefits by more than 40 percent, and risky private accounts won't make up for the loss of benefits for millions of Americans.

quote by Ruben Hinojosa
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This' Some Never Do

There are those uncomfortable...
Living a life,
Kept inside of them hidden.

With wishes their excuses,
Feeds to others a common sense.
Shared among comrades...
Who too are convinced,
Of their respective...
Defensiveness!

There are those uncomfortable...
Living a life,
Kept inside of them hidden.

Believing others to be strickened,
With benefits.
And 'lucky' with talents.
Bestowed with blessed gifts.

As if God is sitting,
On a throne high in the heavens.
Selecting to pick,
Some who are special...
Over others He chooses to dismiss.

And anyone who wishes upon a star...
Knows that applied hard work,
Doesn't guarantee...
These efforts take them very far.

What is done,
Is for the love!
And not for fortunes to fall...
Upon them from up above.
But being grateful and expressing it.
And 'this' some never do!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Run All Out of Benefits of Doubt

Benefit of a doubt?
Do you realize how many benefits
Of doubt I've given out?
How many 'Oh well, that's okay! '
I've said to myself...
To chase those doubts away,
That cropped up to stay?
Sometimes everyday!
To relay to myself,
I understand...
In an understanding way?

Do you realize when I had been in doubt,
I would find myself excusing
A cause someone else brought about.
And then when I became angry...
I was the one to feel guilty,
From being fed nonsense
That would raise my voice then made to shout?

And now you ask me,
To give to you a benefit of a doubt?
Another one?

I've run out of benefits of doubt.
They are gone.
And so are you...
Free to move on!
I have no more in supply.
None for you to use or abuse...
Or deny I have not tried!

Get out.
While I still havean eyebrow raised to offer.
And you are more than welcome to have it!
And before you leave...
Please keep the keys!
New locks I've got,
Just to keep any benefits of doubt restored...
From you forever ignored and blocked!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Of Accepted Ignorance

Undo a knot I myself tied?
Tight and to perfection?
To admit I had done this to myself...
Would spoil the empathy I get,
From those who suspect...
I had been victimized,
By expressing an intelligence.

And that's the last thing I wish to expose,
Knowingly.
There are still some benefits I get,
In portraying I am blessed with an abundance...
Of accepted ignorance.
I know how to suffer from my foolishness wisely.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bad Lighting From Oil Lamps

Applying today,
What worked yesterday...
And seemed a perfect fit.
May have lost its usefulness.
The benefits have been exhausted.
And yesterday for many has gone as lived.

Those living today,
Are not patiently awaiting...
For updated versions,
Of that which for them does not exist.
That kind of patience for them,
Is not authentic!

And those minds left to praise war,
As a cause to maintain an elusive peace...
Are as outdated as the typewriters they use,
To get their messages across.
Lost they are...
In the bad lighting from oil lamps of times passed.

'Do as I say.
And hand deliver those alerts,
To the town crier.
And if Paul is not available,
Hand them to someone else.
Or my suggestion would be...
Do it yourself.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Social Security has never failed to pay promised benefits, and Democrats will fight to make sure that Republicans do not turn a guaranteed benefit into a guaranteed gamble.

quote by Nancy Pelosi
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A Shared Yesterday With You

It seems like only yesterday
When we played under the sun
Swimming and skinning knees
Endless times of childhood fun
We planned for the next day
Climbing hills and tall trees
Laughing and running about
Rolling in a big pile of leaves
A Shared Yesterday With You
Those Tom boy ways I laugh
Building forts and playing ball
Riding bikes and skating away
Memory has recorded it all
Awkward times and shy ways
The scary tales we loved to tell
Oh such fun times in the day
Do you too recall them well
A Shared Yesterday With You
Times went on and so did we
Funny how time seems to fly
But time leaves us memories
And yesterday will never die
A Shared Yesterday With You

poem by Suelynn Walters
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Joy

Stimulated to motivate,
With an appreciation of it.
Eliminates resistance,
And the fearing of risks.

With,
Benefits to claim.
And with,
Benefits named.

Anticipating debating,
Is not the same.
When one is occupied,
With choices wished to gain.

With,
Benefits to claim.
And with,
Benefits named.

There's a reason one seeks hope and joy.
To rid of a nothingness,
That annoys.

There's a reason one seeks hope and joy.
To rid of a nothingness,
And wanting to know happiness.

Even if a little bit,
People want to pocket some joy.
As if a new toy.
And always theirs...
Never to be destroyed.

Even if a little bit,
People want to pocket some joy.

Stimulated to motivate,
With an appreciation of it.
Eliminates resistance,
And the fearing of risks.

With,
Benefits to claim.
And with,
Benefits named.

Even if a little bit,
People want to pocket some joy.
As if a new toy.
And always theirs...
Never to be destroyed.

Even if a little bit,
People want to pocket some joy.
As if a new toy.
And always theirs...
Never to be destroyed.

Even if a little bit,
People want to pocket some joy.
Joy, joy...
Always there,
To employ.

Even if a little bit,
People want to pocket some joy.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Alfred Nobel was much concerned, as are we all, with the tangible benefits we hope for and expect from physiological and medical research, and the Faculty of the Caroline Institute has ever been alert to recognize practical benefits.

quote by Haldan Keffer Hartline
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Breaking Away From That Which Limits

Every new beginning,
Proves to advantage with benefits.
And those letting go of that which is old,
Do it to not reminisce what is missed...
But to welcome a freshness,
Never before visited.
With steps to take...
Breaking away from that which limits.

Memories experienced,
Will always be there to unwind at times.
It is difficult to escape from that which took place.
But change we do as seasons come to go.
To hesitate and not embrace change,
Is not the purpose of one's life to live...
Perceiving it is possible,
One can prevent what is meant to grow!

Every new beginning,
Proves to advantage with benefits.
As a freshness is welcomed,
To have never before visited.
And with a breaking away from that which limits.

On the horizon the Sun rises.
And on the horizon the Sun sets.
No one should be living a life in between,
Welcoming discouragement.
Or living not to let go of regrets.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Job

And...
What is it that you are doing?

'My job.'

Your job?
Staring at people?

'No.
You are to be corrected.
I am an admirer of exquisite beauty.
Why?
You don't think I am doing my job well? '

I just think what you are doing is rude.

'Then perhaps you should see to it,
That I get fired.
Or laid,
Off.
Or maybe both.
Send me to your human resources.
If you don't think I am qualified.'

Where on Earth did you come from?

'I feel the same way.'

I really didn't mean it as a question.

'Oh? '

No!
I meant it as a...
Don't you have something else to do?

'You're the boss.
What would you like for me to do for you next? '

You're not doing a thing for me.

'Oh?
So you are saying I'm not doing my job? '

You're doing your job.
But I am not interested.

'So...
You want to get me laid off,
Don't you?
Or fired...
Without benefits.'

In a few minutes I am going to switch from this,
And change my company!

'I see?
That's why so many of us are out of jobs right now.
You use us for what you can get from us...
And then you move!
Taking away with you all the benefits.

I will find another job!
But you?
You are definitely going to miss,
My capable abilities.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Guaranteed

Dont play this game with me
You know you came to be my world
When times were bad enough
Seems I was good enough
You run out my door
You come back, and beg for more and more
Just like the times before
Youll always be
Guaranteed a place inside my heart
I would never forget a single thing
Always be a martyr to your heart
Then youll never regret a single thing
You think I just dont care (just dont care)
The fact is, I could not bear (could not bear)
To lose this kind of loving touch (I love your touch)
Would you be bothered much?
You had so much planned (so much planned)
So take time to understand (understand)
My reasons for pulling you back to me (back to me)
Youll always be
Guaranteed a place inside my heart
I would never forget a single thing
Always be a martyr to your heart
Then youll never regret a single thing
You hide so many years
(hide away)
You cried so many tears
(cried away your tears)
You think I just dont realise
(now I realise)
One thing Ive come to know
(if you stay)
This pain will surely go
(all the way with me)
So soon before your very eyes
Guaranteed a place inside my heart
I would never forget a single thing
Always be a martyr to your heart
Then youll never regret a single thing
Guaranteed a place inside my heart
I would never forget a single thing
Always be a martyr to your heart
Then youll never regret a single thing
Guaranteed . . .

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Narrow Vision

No interests do I have,
To revive useless concepts.
The time was ripe when they were fresh.
And your acceptance of them now,
Will not 'update' their effectiveness.

You chose to ignore the signs of change.
You did this because you thought I was there,
To make a name.
There to boost my own ego.
Or to produce an advancement of fame!

Guess what?
I had 'that'!
Long before you knew!
Much longer than you have been awakened.
Did you think your tired acts,
Would stop me in my tracks?

And I needed you...
For some personal dream,
That I wished with you pursued?
I am giving!
But not that sacrificial.

I've been motivated to move forward,
For too long!
And you've been there,
With your nose up in the air...
For all the wrong reasons!

Reflecting the benefits,
Of a quality of life...
Uplifting all insights.
You have totally ignored,
By your narrow vision.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Need Cash And Not Your Lip

You may not have a clue,
Or be conscious of it.
You may accept it as a part of life,
Existing.
Spending as if there is not end to it.
Until a limit has been reached,
With a lesson to begin...
Taught to you as one to teach.

You believed you were equal.
Sharing 'perks' and benefits.
But when your pockets emptied...
Quick,
Your credit also split!

You believed you were equal.
Sharing 'perks' and benefits.
You believed you were equal.
But when your pockets emptied...
Quick,
Your credit also split!
You once felt equal.

You may not have a clue,
Or be conscious of it.
You may accept it as a part of life,
Existing.
Spending as if there is no end to it.
Until your limit has been reached,
With a lesson to begin...
Taught to you as one to teach.

And then you call your creditors...
Who say to you we need some cash,
And not a promise of it!
It's needed now.
And needed fast!

You believed you were equal.
Sharing 'perks' and benefits.
You believed you were equal.
But when your pockets emptied quick...
You called your creditors who say,
They need the cash and not your lip.

You believed you were equal.
Sharing 'perks' and benefits.
You believed you were equal.
But when your pockets emptied quick...
You called your creditors who say,
They need the cash and not your lip.

'Pay up!

We need cash and not your lip.

Pay up!

We need cash and not your lip.

Pay up! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Declining Forgiveness

We must help those whose lives,
Are stuck in an unchanged past.
It is difficult for them to accept,
The times now out of their grasp.

With embellished insecurities...
Of memories flourished now gone.
Their mentalities are witnessed to be diminishing quick.
And within themselves,
They can not admit...
These times lived today,
Will not continue to permit...
An attention given,
To such stubbornly held sickness...
They have become riddled and sit with!

We must help those whose lives,
Are stuck in an unchanged past.
It is difficult for them to accept,
The times now out of their grasp.

The challenges ahead requires a collective focus,
That has to exist!
To be drained emotionally by someone misfit...
Detaches an empathy!
With a declining forgiveness,
Decaying with it!
And a healing affect,
Will for all go neglected

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The War In You

Stealing is wrong,
But try to give out what you have in order to help someone else;
For you spent 99 days in Agege and someone else spent 99 years in prison.
Stop the war in you and do the right thing always,
For that which was sweet is now sour! !
But let your 'no' be 'no' and your 'yes' be 'yes',
And respecting others rights benefits you and as well as them.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Something More

there is a part of me in you,
in every move you make,
every thought you think,
in every sleepless night...

there is a part of you in me,
in every time i do the right thing,
every gentle and good thought,
in everything i believe...

there is a part of us in God,
and a part of God in us;
that cannot be seperated
and still feed the flame of living.

there is a part of love, and the whole,
written by our destinies.
you and i, and something more,
that words cannot define.

poem by Eric Cockrell
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