Ability to Listen
As relevant to teaching...
Is one's ability to listen!
With an offering that is welcomed...
And felt with no need to mention.
Expectations to comprehend,
To advice given...
Doesn't always flow as it should,
When discussions are intended.
When an unclosed mouth,
Refuses to shut.
Misunderstandings start to clog...
Like a fog that clouds.
With an abruptness allowed.
As if this protects...
Someone too proud.
No matter who shouts,
To get their point across and out...
Someone has to reconsider,
The importance of communication!
That triggers the lips to lessen the quips.
With a sharing of agreements witnessed,
And done to enhance drifting reputations...
A continuance to exist!
With a respect kept exchanged.
Remaining high on anyone's list!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Gift Received
The best gift anyone,
Could present to themselves would be...
An ability to actively listen,
With an intention to comprehend.
To leave an exchanged communication done,
As a gift received...
One will always regard as priceless,
With an increasing done to other accepting abilities.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Came To Deliver Your Dreams
I came to you.
Believing I was needed.
Believing I assisted,
With the sharing of your happiness.
I came to you.
But from your point of view,
I was in need of charity.
And you sacrificed your donations to please.
Either way,
We spent little time communicating our minds.
With more of it invested in foolish misunderstandings.
Without accepting the giving intended,
In the sharing of blessed gifts to offer.
And the basic caring to fulfill our needs.
Either way,
We allowed appearances to get in our way.
And on the day we met,
I was not thinking of being impressive.
I came to deliver your dreams.
With not a thought premeditated,
For profound commentary.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is Best To Be Prepared
Just because a mouth is constantly open...
Doesn't mean expectations should be raised,
That anything worthwhile comes out of it.
Would you trust one known to gossip...
With a secret,
You wished not have publicly exist?
Think about it!
Would you rely on someone,
Who has never committed to anything done?
But sit,
To give unsolicited opinions...
As if,
They have knowledge or wisdom you had not witnessed.
When someone like this gives you advice...
Don't be disrespectful by not listening.
Since you never know what is being said...
Will make you think about it more than twice.
Remember...
If you can tolerate BS?
Anything is possible.
Even a confession of ignorance.
I've done it!
And it is refreshing to become 'humblized'!
A process called 'growth' begins.
Just because a mouth is constantly open...
Doesn't mean expectations should be raised,
That anything worthwhile comes out of it.
But then again...
Never lower 'your' expectations,
That something coming out of a mouth like this...
Has not been visited by a thought process.
Connecting one day to make sense!
And you were blessed to have been made a gift of it!
The eyes and ears take over,
When the mouth is closed.
With observation and listening enhanced.
It is best to be prepared...
Anytime, any place, from anyone and anywhere!
Even birds don't fly seeking just a tree to land on.
Nor does wisdom exclusively come from those considered wise!
And 'that' took me a long time to realize,
My depth of comprehension...
Kept adding unto my understanding.
And at times my patience and tolerance I question.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Respect Poem
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Resp ect your elders all if they deserve;
Respect your servants who will serve;
Respect your father for tilling the soil;
Respect your mother for her love and toil.
Respect all teachers who gave you the knowledge;
respect your parent who will pay for your collage
respect your friend who saved you from the ledge
respect yourself from not going to the edge.
they are so many things we tend to say
giving respect does not come everyday
don't reject, don't regret just correct
but don't forget to bloody respect.
respect it something i like
doesn't matter if your wrong or right
doesn't matter if you black or white
doesn't matter if your rich or poor
doesn't matter what the hell you own
doesn't matter what way were you born.
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poem by Dbhker Don
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Down to Earth
Expectations,
As expectations go...
Seem only to achieve,
A certain level of acceptance.
And to appease those with ambitions...
To be down to Earth without attempts,
To pollinate wishes and dreams...
Often considered out of reach and unobtainable.
May those who are believed to be out of touch...
By a seeking to break down walls of limitations,
One day be welcomed from their flights of 'fancy'...
In the sharing with others,
That the world is, indeed, round.
And not flat!
With those living in other places,
Experiencing the many cultures and races...
With an acknowledgement of that fact!
'YES!
I witnessed this with my own eyes.'
And unbelievable as it may seem to them,
There are others also 'down to Earth'.
And apparently living to explore it!
'YES!
I witnessed this with my own eyes.
Believe it.
It's true.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Most High (Remix)
ft. DMX
Yo if you don't know what the
Things change and rearrange
Friends aren't friend anymore
People go behind your back to score on anything
Will we ever have peace
Someone tell me please
You know you will see on the block
Kids playin hearin gunshots
Never phased by the crimes that they witness
Young mama right there
Don't be cussin at your kids right there
Put the right foundation right here (teach respect)
So they can be
Most high (most high)
Most high (most high)
Most high (most high)
Like an angel in the sky
Most high
Most high
Most high
Like an angel in the sky
Brother why you act that way (why you actin that way)
Call your girl woman not her name
Bringin kids in the world unclaimed
You should know that don't make you a man at all (not at all)
Young father out there (listen up)
Don't abandon your seed out there (show we care)
Let's get one thing clear (for real)
Family should be
Most high (held high)
Most high
Most high
Like an angel in the sky
Most high (it's the most)
Most high
Most high
Like an angel in the sky
It doesn't matter where you are
You're still a shining star ( for real)
It doesn't matter where you're from (it doesn't matte where you're from)
Le's give love to everyone (start showin more love)
Hustlers put down you guns (put em down)
Self-respect is the best weapon
Spread love show your real value
set a true example by starting with you
See them kids right there
Don't be shootin around them kids right there
Gotta show there is hope out here
Train yourself you can be most high
[DMX]
I only walk in the dirt
song performed by by Jerzee Monet from Love & War
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Reputation and Vulgarities
A tongue is meant to be used in all honesty, no matter the reputation if some truth exist in the proclamation.
Vulgarities exist in all languages.
And can be used many ways.
Some are okay I say.
One should not be afraid.
Of opening ones mouth.
Just because some one think what you say is dirty and mean.
Cheap and unclean,
They don't have to listen.
It all about the choice as we use our eyes to eat.
Engulfed in a book full of deceit.
Does that mean it has been compromised.
Put it on the ban list cause in our world that don't exist.
Denial of a reality right in front of you.
I say how could you.
To deny one the right of speech just because you consider it indecent.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Only Two Fools Will Enjoy An Endless Argument
Advice.
Whether accepted or not.
If you do something for someone...
Do it and let it go.
Without making reservations,
In anticipated expectations.
Advice.
Whether accepted or not.
Listen to those you believe to be fools.
There is much to learn...
In the avoidance of ignorance.
But let it flow from the lips first.
Any interruptions introduces an argument.
And when was the last time anyone won an argument,
With a fool?
Only two fools will enjoy an endless argument!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Believe In Yourself
this is not intended to be a poem.
this is an advice,
believe in yourself.
do not listen to me.
listen to yourself.
do not follow me.
neither can you follow you.
take your steps
very cautiously, this is a hill, a steep one,
there are no grasses here to serve as hold.
no trees.
there are no directions where to go.
all eyes aim at the top of this hill.
what you see are all backs of people
they are ahead of you.
be blind now.
look at your hands.
see the map there.
close your eyes.
you see better now.
this is not intended to be a poem.
but an advice.
it is in times of darkness that we see too well.
it is in times when we close our eyes
that we see better
with our hearts. Speak not through your mouth.
Understand not through your thoughts.
Be still for a while. Stop.
Then go again.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It Really Doesn't Matter
You say your ugly, i say it doesn't matter.
You say you have a dark past,
i say it doesn't matter.
You say theirs overwhelming responsibility,
i say it doesn't matter.
I don't believe in walking away when things get hard.
In fact they are my spark to continue my march.
Through thick and thin where to begin.
You say you don't have a way.
I say it doesn't matter.
You say that you cant give back what you would like.
I say it doesn't matter.
You say, you say oh it really doesn't matter,
I live one day at a time.
Choices will be made that will save the day
but hurt me financially.
It doesn't matter Choice will be made
that will set me back in my expectations.
It doesn't matter,
It really doesn't matter.
Its well worth it.
To see the beauty that
you have placed before me.
Oh how its worth it.
To settle down and not be looking to be found.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Paying The Price
If for no other reason they exist,
Those who have chosen to self destruct...
Have done this very effectively.
This is not a negative wish.
This is an observation of it.
And they seem to be the ones,
Who approach life from a superficial point of view.
With no depth, no insight, no ambition.
And certainly no respect or discipline shown,
To themselves or others...
They accuse for their lives of 'bad luck'.
Quick to critique the deeds of others.
With expectations to be served.
Since living to take without giving...
And use what and whoever it is,
Without replacing that with acts of gratitude...
Will not from them rise high on their agenda.
Although blaming with a fault to find is what they do.
And abuse themselves and whom they choose,
If not getting on demand what they wish...
Is not on someone else's list to prioritize,
They will promptly deceive with a getting of it.
No matter how blind the eyes in denial.
Or the expense others pay,
To refuse to accept truth.
And usually,
As time goes by...
And today time flies.
They are not alone or by themselves,
When it comes to paying the price.
They are we and we are them and all of us,
Are in this 'thing' together.
And not one of us is a Walrus.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Mask One Wears
It doesn't matter what name is claimed,
Or fame gained by what is done one does.
It doesn't matter what heights sought and reached,
Or lessons taught by the best of teachers...
To seek those dreams upon us to be bestowed.
As each one of us may 'say' we keep pursued,
With a masquerading of recited prayer done to do.
Like one going through motions without insight.
If nothing is there to be felt from the start,
It will show no matter how blemishes are glamorized.
It doesn't matter what religious affiliation maintained.
Or faith said to have that really isn't there sustained.
One thing is for certain lessons learned must be kept.
If a demon is allowed to become attached to one's back...
It doesn't matter who one becomes or where one is at.
Getting rid of that demon takes much more than pretense.
Or charading beliefs one keeps to convince in public acts.
Getting rid of any demon is difficult to detach.
And that mask one wears to cover one's heart to deceive facts,
Does not prevent a demon from its ride.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Street Crab
First Ill panic quick and listen
To advice
Agree to anything and try to be
Too nice
Then my skin flakes, another allergy
Im not making sense, just
Ignore me
Thirst I had at last
Run the water
Shut my mouth and run past
Whats the matter?
Street crabs buy it fast
Infect the water
Safe and sound like the perfect food
Ice the beer, its east to feel good
What was that you said? I thought
I heard my name but
Every street crab will push the
Vowels the same
Thist I had at last
Run the water
Shut my mouth and run past
Whats the matter?
Street crabs buy in fast
Infect the water
song performed by by Helmet
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Too Patient
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.
I had placed people,
Who I considered friends on this list.
And for years they had been on it...
Doing and saying things to me as they wished.
Some don't speak to me.
But my name is on their lips.
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That should not on my list exist!
Very few on my priority list,
Have me on their agenda.
And if they do,
I'm sure it's for fun, sport and gossip.
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
I couldn't not explain...
Why some names had hearts near them.
Did I do that?
Did I draw them in?
I use to dropp every and anything,
To be at someone's aide.
Some people I would call everyday...
Just to see if they were okay.
I've even allowed my own work to be submitted...
So folks could get their college degrees.
Joking about this,
I am not!
I have been the subject of innuendos and lies,
As if my life meant nothing at all.
To leave me to walk around with 'my' pain disguised.
Then I awakened and realized.
I am considered a fool!
Today...
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.
And wondered to myself 'WHY'...
Is this stuff still 'there'.
Get rid of it!
This makes no sense.
Why do you have these people's lives,
Prioritized?
'That is being too patient!
Fix this and get this done quick! '
I have moments when I am completely rational.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Silent Lips
I had intended to pour you a cup of tea.
With silent lips.
But the dawn arises,
And it provides my lift!
Not that one...
If you suspect,
I awaken thinking of sex.
Put those thoughts to rest.
Yes,
In the quietness of chirping...
From the morning birds!
I had intended to pour you a cup of tea.
With silent lips.
As we start this day,
Feeling ambitious...
With all BS left,
To a yesterday lived!
But it appears I've been addicted,
To conversate the past.
As it attaches itself,
Like dew on grass.
And celebrating it with a quickness,
While sipping and dismissing what is delicious.
It appears I have a preference,
To discuss my indifferences.
I had intended to pour you a cup of tea.
Seriously...
With silent lips.
Can you find yourself forgiving me?
Knowing we both enjoy the same habits.
Afflicted by rumors and gossip!
And the sharing of it,
To satisfy lives we live.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let Us Talk
let us talk
about some things irrelevant
like the rain for instance
how at first the clouds
were dark
yet the rain did not make
it
like a promised vacation
on a far away island
or a camping in the mountain
that did not materialize
we shall elaborate
on the causes
and discuss solutions
and plan
some more about
places
what to do
where to go
let us not talk about
love
a very sensitive matter
that now
we do not have
let us talk and talk and talk
let us not
mention about endings
let us try
recalling about new beginnings
why not? we may like it
you may start it
but take note, i will keep my
mouth shut
i have nothing to say
and if i have any
it may not be good
it may not serve any purpose at all
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This Is What You Chose and Wanted
Where are those,
Pure of heart.
Loving of justice.
Courageous and brave.
Upright and wholesome.
Devoted, loyal and honest.
Caring and sharing of good deeds.
Where are these people?
What has happened to them,
And their influences missed?
Where do they hide?
Do they still exist?
'Of course they 'still' exist.
They are the ones you got rid of!
Don't you remember this?
They are the ones who attempted to prevent...
Your current agonies.
With the rise of misfits.
And the more outspoken,
Those with opened eyes became...
You became more belligerent.
You became more incensed.
With character assassinations!
And reputations you defamed.
Don't you remember this?
Now you wish a way of life,
Away from the one you have...
That had made no sense.
With greed and corruption...
Welcomed on your path!
And this is what you chose and wanted.
If you didn't...
Why did you insist on it?
Is it because you now feel trapped?
And those you dismissed,
Appear to be happier...
Than 'that' happiness,
You believed you HAD! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Respect
If we can not respect another
How can we expect them to respect us
If we can not respect someone’s beliefs
How can we expect them to respect ours
If we can not respect another’s race
How can we expect that race to respect us
If we can not respect others
How can we expect respect in return
Everyone expects respect
No matter who they are
The only way to gain it
Is to start treating everyone
As a friend, a brother, a sister
As part of our extended family
No matter what colour or creed they are
Only then you will start to get
The respect you so dearly crave
poem by David Harris
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Disjointed
I avoid misunderstandings.
Especially with those who seek to be understood.
Why spend time with someone
Who wants to take your time,
Going on a scavenger hunt looking for things
They wont recognize once they are found?
And then disagreeing on the significance.
It makes no sense playing show and tell...
With anyone who does not comprehend,
The art of sharing or communicating what that means!
What's the point of becoming disjointed?
And putting puzzled pieces together,
Is not my forté anway!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Great Expectations
Youre sittin in your seat
And then you stand and clutch your breast
Our music drives you wild along with the rest
You watch me singing this song
You see what my mouth can do
And you wish you were the one I was doing it to
And you watch me playin guitar
And you feel what my fingers can do
And you wish you were the one I was doing it to
Well, listen
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Youre dying to be seen
And you wave and call my name
But in the day it seems that Im a million miles away
You watch me beatin my drum
And you know what my hands can do
And you wish you were the one I was doing it to
Well, listen
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Then you feels these eyes from the stage
And you see me staring at you
And you hear between the lines, my voice is calling to you
Well, listen
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations, do you want to play the role
Youve got great expectations, youd even sell me your soul
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations, do you want to play the role
Youve got great expectations, youd even sell me your soul
Youve got great expectations, as long as you can play the role
Youve got great expectations
song performed by by Kiss
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