Calculating
Mistakes?
There is a difference,
Between those deliberately made.
And those created with a premeditation done.
Those who say they have made a mistake,
After taking time calculating their manipulations...
And caught!
To be found to weep,
For the humiliation they have reaped...
Exposed by their misdeeds,
Will 'always' be deceivers.
People like this,
Should never again be believed.
But an empathy with forgiveness,
Seems to stop instantly those tears from dripping!
Overcompensating their mistakes...
As unconscious activities?
Would be acceptable except...
People are proud to leave behind,
Witnesses and descriptions that depict...
Their strategies,
To undo someone else.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Deeds Done They Do To Leave
Don't you believe people make mistakes?
And should be forgiven for those they make?
'Sure.
I've made quite a few myself.
And not one did I make,
Was an intention to undermine someone else,
Consciously.
Nor did I,
With a premeditation done...
Inflict sorrow on anyone.
Those are not 'mistakes'.
That is a remorse received for a thing done,
Now bringing feelings of guilt and grief.
Feelings of guilt that brings one grief,
Is a payback.
And those are divinely distributed.
Mistakes can be corrected.
Heartaches and 'breaks'...
Are way beyond my jurisdiction to mend.
They require much prayer and faith.
And that is what I have relied on to keep my head up,
To protect from those of destructive forces.
So those who choose to say,
They should be forgiven for making mistakes.
And expect a forgiveness done...
Are 'consciously' approving their own devious activities.
That is the way I see deeds done they do to leave.
With expectations to continue their deceptions.
After an appropriate forgiveness has been delivered.'
Those are not mistakes.
And there is quite a difference.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Welcoming Of Their Own Grief
I remember a time,
When being honest with integrity...
Actually made a difference.
People had respect for those,
Who used their minds and were direct.
I also remember,
When people were not so quick...
To protect obvious mistakes made.
Or wasted the time to debate,
A welcoming of their own grief.
I remember a time,
When being honest with integrity...
Actually made a difference to leave.
And people did not pass judgement,
Before they listened to comprehend.
And today people have grown accustomed...
To ignore the message to then blame the messenger,
For their mistakes made to say as if offended...
They should be forgiven for not being accountable,
As they played unconsciously until it became too late.
And I remember the day when I walked away to leave,
This insanity to embrace my peace.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Social Ailments
What mistakes have been made,
When someone does something intentionally.
When the life of another,
Is deliberately altered...
By planted misdeeds.
And when culprits are caught,
Claims of declared mistakes are made.
When folks like these should be flogged.
And publicly degraded.
What else has successfully worked?
Besides folks given a mandate,
To go totally beserk!
So many social ailments would cease to exist!
And millions sitting in democratic prisons,
Would absorb less of the overburdened taxpayers' money!
Proclaimed as being in their best interests...
To legitimize theft.
And thieves write best selling books,
Detailing the benefits of their crooked accomplishments!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Intent Of The Heart
i've made mistakes
in my life that have
hurt a lot of people....
i want to make sure
that what i'm doing now,
helps a lot of people.
it begins with admitting
and taking ownership
of my mistakes...
walking in forgiveness,
forgiving others, and myself,
as i go....
making every step count....
fully aware of the motives
behind each action....
fully aware of the weight
of every thought and word.....
of the responsibility we share
for and to each other.....
and to the earth.
freedom sweats,
compassion bleeds....
the truth is no further
than the intent of the heart!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Don't Belong Here
We all have somewhere we belong
I been waiting to know where my place is
I know one place for me and is New Jersey
Coming here change my life so much
I just feel like I
Don’t belong here
I just want to leave here forever
After I made my mistakes
Everything change that I never picture
Will happend and what I have done
I didn’t expect any of this
I never learn from my mistakes and just keep doing
People keep blaming me,
Giving me dirty looks and stared at me
When someone told something to them
Rumors spread about me all the time
It never end and puting me down
I’m so sick of this people and this town
I didn’t mean to do any of this on purpose
I just couldn’t made up my mind
I don’t belong here
These people are jerks and just act nice because
They feel sorry for me
I feel sorry for them too
I’m just annoy and tiring by all this going on
I try and put all my strength into it
There nothing else I can do to make this people
Think different of me
So it best if I leave and leave all this memories behind
That I don’t want to remember
I just feel like I
Don’t belong here
poem by Christina Phan
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Truth And Deception
There is a difference between truth and deception.
Deception can be ignored to eventually go away.
But not too far.
Deceivers like to stick around to recruit.
Truth can not be ignored.
Nor does it hide.
It is often depicted as being evil.
By those who can not face it.
Deceivers worm they way into relationships.
Pretending they are interested,
In other people's business and how it is done.
Only to exaggerate with a demeaning of everyone.
Truth is supportive and show this by being direct.
Rarely truth is found embellishing what it is.
Since truth when accepted,
Stays unchanging and remains effective.
Deceit and those who deceive,
Stand not a chance to remain the same.
It is discovered to be defective.
And when exposed it shows much shame.
And truth when known and exposed by those who know it,
Has nothing to be shamed about.
It is proud to be what it is without having a need,
To whisper secretly from mouth to mouth as deceivers do.
As if to resuscitate to revitalize a fakeness done to prove and use.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Best of Tests
One wishes with hopes for those dreams to come true.
Most of us do.
One prays with a faith in a doing believed not to undo.
No matter what it is one has to go through.
One seeks to validate those teachings to us taught.
To validate to us that which is brought.
And disappointment one refuses to receive.
It is not a concept within our minds to conceive.
Since disappointment is not perceived,
As a lesson to achieve.
Or mistakes made that leads,
To accomplishing one's success.
And yet...
When reflecting upon mistakes made,
One realizes them to be the best of tests.
Although at first regretted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just Because Im A Woman
I can see youre disappointed
By the way you look at me
And Im sorry that Im not
The woman you thought Id be
Yes, Ive made my mistakes
But listen and understand
My mistakes are no worse than yours
Just because Im a woman
So when you look at me
Dont feel sorry for yourself
Just think of all the shame
You might have brought somebody else
Just let me tell you this
Then well both know where we stand
My mistakes are no worse than yours
Just because Im a woman
Now a man will take a good girl
And hell ruin her reputation
But when he wants to marry
Well, thats a different situation
Hell just walk off and leave her
To do the best she can
While he looks for an angel
To wear his wedding band
Now I know that Im no angel
If thats what you thought youd found
I was just the victum of
A man that let me down
Yes, Ive made my mistakes
But listen and understand
My mistakes are no worse than yours
Just because Im a woman
No, my mistakes are no worse than yours
Just because Im a woman
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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People Do Make Mistakes
Sometimes people do make mistakes.
I've made some.
And who has not made a few?
But not knowingly at the expense of others.
And those who excuse these activities done,
As errors made unconsciously...
With proclamations for a wish to be forgiven,
Need to know how it feels to receive payback.
Directed and unmistakable.
And inflicted with the ease in which they were made.
With a consciousness applied and lessons taught.
To awaken anyone daring to use these excuses in the future.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Even as I stand here and admit that we have made mistakes I still believe that as the people of America sit in judgment on each party, they will recognize that our mistakes were mistakes of the heart. They'll recognize that.
quote by Barbara Jordan
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My Prayer, When Did I Became Such A Goat?
I used to be so strong
But a soft breaze
broke all of my walls
to the ground
My memorries are messengers
And they told me
that I have a disease
Wondering, but I don't know
psychotic episode
unto the streets
into the woods
inside an inner war
So far away from light
But I keep running into the dark
Can't stop my own two feet
I lost my place
These strings are hard to cut through
I was warned several days
When did I became such a goat?
Oh god please, undo this
All of these terrible mistakes I made
Don´t let this be my last time to breathe again
Don't leave me, here astrayed, abandoned to die
Oh god, save me
Am I still your child?
Father, undo this
Father, help me please
Father, forgive me
My god....
Your
son's
blood
Jesus
Chr ist
Undo my sins
Undo the sins
Father....
Father....
Promises To Get Fixed What Is Broken
It would be wonderful if initiative was taken,
To correct the mistakes of that which is obvious...
Than to make promises to get fixed what is broken,
If the people could only pretend to forget...
With a forgiveness given,
To those who messed up their lives in the first place.
But now...
Wish to be seen as suited to be selected as the ones,
Who are best at getting the job done.
And...
Haven't they already done that job which is obvious?
That job to undo those standards once valued.
Is it new leadership that the people need?
Or do the people just need to wake up?
Since competent people are already there.
But people are not wanting to be represented by competence.
People have been conditioned to see others fail.
And with a doing that has been done to please them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Taking It All Too Hard
No not this confused again
No not the same mistakes again.
Youre taking it all to heart
Youre taking it all too hard
Why cant you see whats going on?
I know youd never admit
You would ever be to blame
Everythings a game to you
The old days are gone
And theyre better left alone
I cannot help you, its much too late
Oh no not this confused again
Oh no not the same mistakes again.
Youre taking it all to heart
Youre taking it all too hard
Theres always a reason why it happened
You never never did anything wrong, but it
It just seemed to fall apart
But youre taking it all too hard
Now that its dark, all of your fears,
Like shadows creeping around.
Youre much too scared to look down
And its lonely out on your own
The old days are gone
And theyre better left alone
But I still miss you
I keep it to myself
Oh no not this confused again
Oh no not the same mistakes again
Youre taking it all to heart
Youre taking it all too hard
Oh no not this confused again
Oh no not the same mistake again
Youre taking it all to heart
Youre taking it all too hard
Youre taking it all to heart
Youre taking it all too hard
Oh no not this confused again
No no not the same mistakes again
Youre taking it all to heart
Youre taking it all too hard
Oh no not this confused again
Oh no not the same mistakes again
Youre taking it all to heart
Youre taking it all too hard
song performed by by Genesis
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Where The Problem Is
There use to be a time,
When people passed off anything...
And found it acceptable.
Today those same people,
Who found anything and everything done acceptable...
Are seeking explanations amongst themselves,
As to why those they have selected to represent them...
Seem less qualified to audition for characters portrayed,
In any nursery rhymes they have ever told to their children.
And...
The ones who are trying to snap them 'into' reality,
Can not say it loud enough...
That everything that has been sweetened to eat,
And given to them to nourish...
Has had damaging effects,
On the maintaining of their mental health.
Yet...
STILL they wish to keep the same story lines told,
But they wish to have the ones telling those nursery rhymes...
To depict the exact images in their minds,
That have never existed.
Although they seek 'anyone' besides those who are truthful,
To deliver the goods.
With a comfort for them that is understood.
There use to be a time,
When people passed off anything...
And found it acceptable.
But these times lived can no longer depend on myths.
People are challenged to be real with themselves.
And that's where the problem is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Captivated Is The Audience
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
'We're concerned about the little people.'
Says one sent to speak and represents sleaze.
'Those people' who initiate wickedness...
To leave it and deceive.
Those who use treachery to bleed the Earth.
And yacht about with venom dripping,
From privileged mouths.
Are about to be themselves seized with grief.
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
And this has been made clear,
To every aspect that makes life a possibility.
When leechers perceive and believe,
They are more powerful than that which has created them...
Captivated is the audience that witnesses their demise.
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
And captivated is the audience,
That witnesses their demise.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mistakes
Time is something we would all like to control;
with it, we could change the destinies of our lives.
We could go back to amend the mistakes we have made,
helping where we should have helped, but did not to our regret.
If we had the chance, would it make us better than we are today?
I doubt it very much, for we would never move forward.
We would still be learning,
or at least trying to learn from the first mistake we made.
Better, we move forward and learn to help others
not to make the same mistakes we made.
poem by David Harris
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Masking yourself
Sasha screamed at me this morning
Grace yelled at me yesterday
Mom barked at me the day before
It was all my fault
My mistake
The mistake
As I knew it would be
Once we are alone
The mistake was not being able to avoid the mistake
Until fate avoided it itself
And what's more to bear
Than the lesson of yesterday
And then today
Life cannot be a charade
If you learn from your mistakes
And mistakes you didn't make
Because you won't need to mask yourself
From your mistakes
poem by Ivan Chizurum Ezeigbo
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How We Change
We are not what we arew overnight
What we once were
What we are now
What we will become
There are so many things that bring about change
That every year we see
Something new and different
We realize that we are changing
Remember when your parents said
Not to do this and don't touch that
Stay out of that crowd and make us proud
Yeah?
Well we did that and we touched this
That was our usual crowd and we rarely made them proud
And when they thought they were protecting us
Were they really holding us back?
Didn't doing what they said not to
Help us to mature, learn, and grow?
And the screw ups we made
Helped us to change
Into what we are today
We are flawed people
With a million more mistakes to make
And each time we make a mistake
We change into the people fate meant for us to become
Every heart break and headache
Every murderous smile
Helps the heart to strengthen
With the change of the body, heart, and mind
Comes the change of a soul in time
poem by Guarded Heart
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You Dont Know A Thing About Me
To you Im just the man who let you down
The one who never gave you what you need
Its true I wasnt always around back when you were reaching out for me
I know you think I didnt care
You say Im just the hurtin kind
I know you think my heart wasnt there
But Im beggin you to think it through one more time
Cause you dont know a thing about me
If you dont know how much I miss you
And you dont know a thing about me
unless you know how much i need to be with you
Well, I see the mistakes I made
The way I acted carelessly..
But if you dont know how much I need your forgiveness
Then you dont know a thing about me...
If I could just go back and make it right
and take the tears away you know i would
Ive come to you with no excuse tonight
Just a prayer that ill be understood...
You tell me that im never gonna change
I'll always be the same ol guy..
You think theres nothing left for us to say
Before you write me off take a look in my eyes
Cause you dont know a thing about me
If you dont know how much I miss you
And you dont know a thing about me
unless you know how much i need to be with you
Well, I see the mistakes I made
The way I acted carelessly
But if you dont know how much I need your forgiveness
Then you dont know a thing about me...
song performed by by Gary Allan
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I behaved poorly by starting this whole thing and I made some mistakes in dealing with it, and they made some mistakes in dealing with me, and taking down all my stuff was probably one of them.
quote by Gregg Easterbrook
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