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Born To Reflect Exceptions

Poisoned by their own habits,
And a lifestyle they value...
As a standard to achieve,
Has them in dire need of resuscitation.

And 'hopefully' some of those ideals preached,
Will be given a priority as a rule...
Without anyone believing,
They've been born to reflect exceptions.

Hopefully the prospects to revive them,
Using resuscitation with fresh air to breathe...
Will awakened them to see the light!
God knows it is bright enough.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Resuscitation

Short circulated
Sleeping through the dopamine
When youve got nothing to fear
Too low to notice
Superman in disco jeans
Having a good time
Just wish I was here
Resuscitation
Bring me around
Resuscitation
Bring me down
So separated
Under watergun ballet
When youve got no map
Youve got no place to go
Some sexy killjoy
Bring everybody down
Well, I eat confusion
And spit it out slow
Resuscitation
Bring you round
Resuscitation
Bring you down
The road is paved with hope and glory
But my shoes are hiding under the bed
I need a little evaluation
Rejuvenation
Of soul and head
So underneath
Hanging on the bathroom rug
Holding it together
With rubber bands and chewing gum
This mansions crashing
Im just the butlers maid
What do we care
We just need our own parade
Resuscitation
Bring me down
Resuscitation
Bring me round

song performed by by Sheryl Crow
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Born To Rule

Lay down your arms this night
Surrender to the power
Embracing your metal heart
On your final walk through the snow
A hammer made of steel
From the river of blood
With magic, forged in flames
Delusions, a curse of the damned
What do you see?
Imaginary visions or reality
When you're free
Then you'll see that you are bound to rule
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever more
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever
The revolution forced us all to heed the final call
And if tomorrow never comes
Then we will strike the hammer down
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever more
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever
Forever, forever Rule!

song performed by by Hammerfall
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Resuscitation Gifts

Standing back and peeking.
Through a cracked door.
Insuring a recession ignores them.
And stays across the street.

A double talk heard and spoken,
From both sides of mouths...
Have been pouring out!
And awakening those shakened in disbelief,
Resuscitation gifts promised...
Will help them take a leap.
With fantasies intact,
And fantasies safely wrapped...
To soothe anxieties eased by anticipation.

And a death that creeps...
With a murdering of realities,
Deepens even in confinement...
The minds of those clinging onto possessions,
With tight clawed grips!
Visions are being shattered.
Stunned...
And no one can get over the quickness of it!

Yet they weep...
As others moan!
The groans are getting closer to 'home'.

Grim reapers have been released.
And those who sneak peeks,
Are hoping to block the shock that comes.
They stay inside their homes whispering.
With no desire to participate...
A fate that belongs to others.
They will not smother their nurtured delusions.
This is the only thing left they own!
And they will protect them at any cost.
Even though the lost of them...is certain!

Resuscitation gifts to keep them uplifted,
May not arrive on time!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Lovely Medic

i am not
drowning
she applies
mouth to mouth
resuscitation
i am not
dying
i have much air
in my lungs
but i am not the
kind of person
that refuses
a nice
offer

so here we go
again
mouth to mouth.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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No Obituaries

Hot words spat in anger.
Things he wished not said,
But genie like out the bottle.
Nipped from the heart.
It lay there between them
This last murdered piece of love.
To late for resuscitation
It lies dead and cold.
No obituaries needed.

P H Brookes Copyright 2011

poem by Paul Brookes
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Breathe In Me

Words & music: michael w. smith & wayne kirkpatrick
You breathe in me
And i'm alive
With the power of your holiness
You breathe in me
And you revive
Feelings in my soul
That i have laid to rest
Chorus:
So breathe in me
I need you now
I've never felt so dead within
So breathe in me
Maybe somehow
You can breathe new life
In me again
I used to be
So sensitive
To the light that leads
To where you are
Now i've acquired
These callouses
With the darkness of
A cold and jaded heart
Chorus

song performed by by Michael W. Smith
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Not Counting You

When loving turns to parting
Im always the first to leave
Cause when it comes to heartaches
Id rather give than to receive
Ive never cried myself to sleep
Just praying Ill get through
Ive never lost at love not counting you
(chorus)
Not counting you Ive never had a heartache
Not counting you I never have been blue
Theres no exceptions to the rule
Ive never been nobodys fool
Ive never lost at love not counting you
Ive never got down on my knees
And asked the lord above
If he would only bring to me
The one Im dreaming of
Begging to be taken back
And swearing Ill be true
Has never crossed my mind not counting you
*chorus*
Theres no exceptions to the rule
Ive never been nobodys fool
Ive never lost at love not counting you
Theres no exceptions to the rule
Ive never been nobodys fool
Ive never lost at love not counting you
No, Ive never lost at love not counting you

song performed by by Garth Brooks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Checking For Signs Of Life

OUCH!
Why did you stick me,
With that pin?

'Sorry.
I apologize.
Just checking for signs of life.
You qualify.
I wasn't sure.
I 'thought' we were in a conversation.'

I was thinking!

'Oh?
You went into a nod suddenly.
And...
I know nothing about,
Mouth to mouth resuscitation.
That was frightening!
To witness you 'thinking'.

The next time you think that deeply...
Give me a clue.

Well...
I am glad you have given me a reason,
To raise my expectations.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Patience Given

Patience given,
To those dealing with their insecurities...
Have several exceptions!

Patience given to a child,
Learning when and how to use a toilet.
Patience given to a child,
Going to school for the first time.
Patience given to a child,
Learning how to share.
Patience given to a child,
When left with a babysitter.
Patience given to a child,
When learning the difference...
Between telling a lie and being honest.
Patience given to a child,
When being taught to be responsible.

Patience given,
To those dealing with their insecurities...
Have several exceptions!
Extenuating exceptions beyond the call of reason,
Requires one to ignore with an ability...
That preserves a peace of mind one wishes,
To keep and maintain undisturbed...
By those who are,
Disturbed by their expectations to be exceptions...
To the rule.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Reflect the Neglect That Is Available

If you are not showing you have integrity.
Why are you expecting to have bestowed respect?
Especially from those you believe should think of you,
As a priority in 'their' lives.
You must be on 'crack' or something cheaper that addicts.
If you are walking around thinking that,
And believing it!

Some folks are raised with perceptions,
They own the Earth and they are center of this Universe.
And deceiving with dishonesty...
To cheat and lie is how it should be!
No one has to look for that to see the evidence.
It can smother observations.
Already it pollutes the air.

Some live their lives as if one continuous joke!
And perhaps for them it is.
Since nothing they do is taken seriously.
They are in constant denial.
Although seek a freedom to sit back and ask for handouts.
Not 'all'...
But many are taught to praise their laziness.
And quote from scriptures to convince...
They are going to inherit something from God.
In some 'afterlife'!
If they remain meek and on their knees!

Smoozed, deluded and crazed!
And they defend this way of life.

If you are not showing you have integrity.
Why are you expecting to have bestowed respect?
Especially from those you believe should think of you,
As a priority in 'their' lives.
You must be on 'crack' or something cheaper that addicts.
If you are walking around thinking that,
And believing it!

You reflect the neglect that is available...
If someone chooses to indulge in the offerings.
That's all!
Nothing more.
Unless you protect,
What you have yet to show!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Meant to Be Included

Values and standards!
Are they goals to maintain.
A way of life,
Kept sustained to remain.
Or are they ideals out of reach.
Wth a hope that one day,
A practice accepted...
Will not be preached.

Values and standards!
When created,
What was the intention.
To reflect mindsets,
In public display of pretentions.
Or were diversed cultures,
Meant to be included in this 'plan'.
Since no worthy growth has been detected.
And fellowship and goodwill seems to have been arrested.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There are no exceptions to the rule that everybody likes to be an exception to the rule.

quote by George Osner
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Bygone Dreams

behind the pane
he peers intently
gathering stars
netloads each night

in the day gossing
laughing winds
whispering gaily

when storms are about
watches light shudder
crack open the dark

one fine day
it happened
fate prank played

wham! shatter, ruffle
feathers everywhere
gangly dizzy birdie

he gazes amazed
angered, interrupted
down shattered

quick decision
resuscitation
irritating intrusion

breezes now bothered
shattered glass all over
safety in the wind

quickly replaced
all back in place
birdie dazed but well

outside new pane
all quite the same
pain drifts away

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poem by Frederick Kesner
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Keep On Believing

I woke up in the quiet dark
Fed the cat and hit the park
Cutest chicest chocolate queen
Look and smiled right at me
Keep on believing, keep on believing
Keep on believing, keep on believing
She said "hi" without no sound
Made my head go Iight and 'round
She was dressed to kill tne pope
Ard what she did she gave me hope
I smiled back without no sound
I said "hi" and left the ground
Keep on believing, keep on believing, keep on believing
Life won't leave me alone
Trouble won't leave rne alone
Strenght don't leave me alone
Truth don't leave me alone
She looked so bright in pixie hair
She made me know how much I cared
Her brown eyes gave me butterflies
Sho towed my soul up to the sky
Keep on believing, keep on believing
Keep on believing, keep on believing

song performed by by Iggy Pop
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Education Light

Education Light

Is there a light brighter than sunlight
which can lead brain and heart out from twilight
and heal blinders from the disability
to reborn them to be the priority

Is there a light more beautiful than starlight
which can change your sight
from flat to round
from anxious to bold

Yes, that is education light
bright and so bright
who can ignore it
when penetrates in your sight

poem by Slamet Muljo
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Last Night I Preached

as usual
we are chatting
busy and
cramming for words

there is lucy
worrying about the next money to pay her mortgage of the house
there is manny
asking where to find a money lender to pay for his tuition
there is polly
worried about her husband's worsening kidney trouble
there is precy
asking if she can file an annulment

advices, resolutions, analyzing pros and cons,
and the consequences
like a radio program for the lost and the ignorant
i feel like i am a radio announcer somehow
yet everything went alright till the end of the night

then someone asks for a poem
to make him sleep
for he had not slept for days

and i preached: some things are meant only to be felt
no analysis, no logical explanations, no synthesizing,
some things are meant only to be seen
no words are useful to situations where the tapping of the shoulder
and the hugs and embrace can speak the most
comforts and understanding, all these are matters of the heart
the wars within with which words and even syllables become useless

i told him: breathe, breathe, breathe some more
breathe deeply and feel the expansion of your lungs with fresh air

back to the basics, the only way to live is to breathe
and the only way for one to sleep is to lay down in bed and then close
your eyes and then tell the world that now it is time for you to be excused.

yes last night i preached, and then i too closed my eyes and took my
much needed sleep.

life is simple. it is us. We complicate it. And then life has become unfair.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Crowd At The Morgue

A new planet was taking birth.
Stem cells were coming out of
obedience to carnality.
For resuscitation from kiss of death
faith was at its best in its witchcraft.

Complete blood count failed,
to diagnose the strange madness.
It was a whirling chemistry.
The transmitters merely took in
the sin, the insanity.

A huge crowd collected at the morgue
to collect the severed limbs,
after the death of a sun.
Picking the scars of dark
and slaughtered tomorrow.

The rage of sunrise will come back.
One day the clouds will burst open. Yes
the death will come as a bride.

poem by Satish Verma
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Proving The Power Of Hype

Justified will be their own misdeeds,
Again!
And again...
Their pretensions will be sought,
As those to be...
The most admired that reflects,
A certain standard and valued qualities.

Yet again...
Blinded by flaws and blemishes unseen,
Proving the power of hype reigns supreme...
Will be those returning back on the scene,
Demeaning...
With their separatist ideals and hypocritical ways.
Dictating about their self righteous interests.
And who threatens to terrorize,
A lifestyle that must be protected as it stays.

Hoping that images with marketing efforts are praised!
And everyone,
Again...
Will continue to seek,
A slipping away of a diminishing greatness...
That is achievable IF believed!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Resurrection

Consumed with memories that preceded today
Given a chance to bereave life thats slipping away
Suffered through tragedy of my slow decay
Deceptive tendencies dragged my soul away
All that I know there was no God for me
Force that shatters all, absence of mortality
Revive all my fears
Revive wasted tears
Revive void within
Revive once again...
Forsaken by destiny, forsaken by my own mind
I must remove my skin to see belief in your eyes
All that I know there was no God for me
Force that shatters all, absence of humanity
Revive all my fears
Revive wasted tears
Revive void within
Revive once again...
Reach for the sky
Touch the sky
Revive a hope
For mankind

song performed by by Fear Factory
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The beliefs expressed in the Declaration of Independence remain a standard for our nation today. They also remain a standard for those nations across the globe striving to achieve democracy.

quote by Paul Gillmor
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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