Cancer of the Earth
You have to be a sad somebody...
To wake up each day and have absolutely nothing,
Nothing at all...
To be grateful for and express that gratefulness! .
Nothing at all? ? ?
To express your thankfulness?
That's absurd!
And you are actually expressing this...
With a wish to have this heard?
Then there is no wonder,
Why people like you...
Are more pitiful than any scene revealed,
To make others feel...
Those living homeless,
And in starvation states of body and mind...
As seen and produced on TV screens,
Can induce sympathy to boost 'your' treasures...
By showing those devastated in third world countries.
While you sit and dream,
To add to a stockpile...
Of things you neither use.
Or seem to really need!
And I view them...
The ones used to demean,
As First World People of Massive Negligence,
To have to have suffered and endured...
The acts of selfishness and greed!
That YOU can find to whine about,
That there is not 'more' you can digest!
As you feast an overfed gluttony schemed.
You are entwined in a 'spiritual digression'.
Oh...
My God,
Yes!
'These fools are congested!
And constipated at best! '
And your mind is the cancer of the Earth!
Perhaps that is why you view your way of life...
Upheld by standards you value,
As coming to an end!
And I hope to God that is true!
This process began by a manipulating few!
Perhaps that is why...
An undoing of this mess,
Is affecting what you are accustomed to!
You are overdo for a universal spanking...
Coming to 'your' home and one near you!
There is a need to have you cured,
To purify the air...
Of these polluted thoughts,
You have been taught to thoughtlessly breathe!
You need an overhaul.
One completely renewed and fresh,
Indeed.
With a decrease of your selfishness.
Done to be left behind and put to rest!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Other Point of View
People are fearing,
Their lives spent in sheer greed...
Comes to an end!
Retail sales are fading.
And folks are paniced,
About money spent for the holidays.
Nothing is mentioned,
About getting their spiritual acts together.
Or reaching for another way,
To express a gratefulness.
And these are the folks left to suffer.
Since they have no other point of view,
Than to feed their hypocricies...
Attached to selfishness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Breath Of Live (Umbilical Mix)
Never had a point of view
'Cause my mind was always someone else's mind
I never had to tell a lie
'Cause I left the choices up to them
Don't know why but I did
Oh I want life
Life wants me
To breathe in it's love
Take me I'm yours
Now I'm coming up for air
I'm gonna live my time
For the rest of my life
Then I'll be coming back for more
I never had to call the tune
'Cause I always drifted with the tide of the moon
I would go out every night
Looking for someone to treat me right
Not a chance not a hope in this world
song performed by by Erasure
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Breath Of Love
Never had a point of view
cause my mind was always someone elses mind
I never had to tell a lie
cause I left the choices up to them
Dont know why but I did
Oh I want life
Life wants me
To breathe in its love
Take me Im yours
Now Im coming up for air
Im gonna live my time
For the rest of my life
Then Ill be coming back for more
I never had to call the tune
cause I always drifted with the tide of the moon
I would go out every night
Looking for someone to treat me right
Not a chance not a hope in this world
song performed by by Erasure
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Coming Thoughts
Coming from my head
Running through my mind
Something possibly untold
Is it hard to find?
Coming from the tip of my tongue
My face starts to express
From many random thoughts
Some different from the rest.
Coming from my mouth
Thoughts from there are spoken
No more hurt do I feel
No more am I broken.
Coming from my head
Running through my mind
Something clearly understood
My thoughts-one of a kind!
poem by Bethany Colman
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Don't You Love It?
Don't you love it...
When people tell you,
How you feel.
What to feel.
How to think.
And what those thoughts are.
If you have them.
Only to discover,
They are not the center of your universe.
Nor do you wake up,
With them first on your mind.
And when you express the time you spend,
Has nothing at all to do with them.
They become upset,
When you express...
Your mind is at peace.
And at rest.
Don't you love it?
Especially when so many...
Are in the business of others!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Loss of Opportunity to Correct
They are seeking someone to blame,
For the deadend of their greed.
For the sloppiness of their gluttony.
For the selfishness they feed.
But they will come to realize,
They've been driven by their own addictions.
And their own needs to be deluded.
Unconsciously polluted and fantasized.
And with eyes clearing...
A reflection they see!
Racism, division, ignorance and isolation.
With a loss of opportunity...
To correct.
With no empathy bestowed from those,
Who observe them as they pass.
Looking onto this scene...
Expressing no feelings to be seen.
At least none they have chosen,
For them to regret!
Corruption fed without a consciousness...
Comes to greet.
Without delicious treats.
For a clean up that comes next.
And the seriousness of reality,
Taken to confront such a mess!
'Did we do this by ourselves? '
Yes, children!
No one else.
And guess what?
You will clean it up yourselves.
Here is your broom and mop.
Get busy!
And when you are done here...
There is much more.
Not we...
Or us!
But 'you' will do to improve!
And...
Over there,
You will find your uniforms.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Greediness of Some People
Take Take Take
That's all our people do
Take Take Take and never give
They only wish to receive
Don't care about who their hurtin
Dont care about who their affecting
Whether it be innocent kids or families
Whether they be ill and homeless
No only think about themselves and how they can 'help' themselves
It makes me sick to my stomach watchin them grab and take
The finickiest and how they just want want, want
Isn’t it good enough that they get anything
Isn’t what matters that you were thought about
N of course not it's always what they have and how they can get more of it
Instead of overflowing with joy, happiness and generosity
They're overflowing with greed and not caring about anyone but themselves
They steal and take what doesn’t belong to them
They eat and eat away at the hearts of those that care
They hurt innocent people and show their true colors
Show what really matters to them
This is the example that they give to their young
This is what the world has become
Survival of the fittest, yeah that's what they'll call it
When really their just being selfish and greedy
Biting off more than they can chew
They’ll get what’s coming to them
God sees all and though he may not act now he will in his own time
I just hope that it happens sooner rather than later
Before even more hearts are broken and even more people are hurt
Not everyone deserves such harsh and unfair treatment and it's obvious that the greed of today’s society is what outnumbers the good
Generosity will always go far but somehow the selfishness always out numbers the generous
poem by Candice George
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Some Lessons Are More Effective
Attempts were made to contact you!
Long before your present concerns became fashionable.
Long before your way of life,
Came crashing down to Earth.
Those things now happening to you...
Happened to others first.
Remember those homeless and hungry,
Expressing human needs?
You do recall expressing this statement...
'If they don't like it here,
Why don't they leave! '
You remember being given authority,
To select those for work...
And you chose those of 'quality'.
You remember being given government grants?
And choosing friends and family members,
To take the funds to fill up pocketbooks...
And their already bulging pants!
You remember representing yourself,
As a part of the community?
Only to express that when it was advantageous,
To take what you wanted.
Then you would leave.
Remember voices saying you should train the folks...
And sharing that,
A prosperity would grow?
But you let greed feed your selfishness!
That is why no one cares that you now suffer.
Or that you have no where to go!
And you feel offended with your defensiveness.
Some lessons are more effective...
If they are felt!
Like a beating received one gives oneself,
Before one can say they truly 'know'!
'Who learns more from their experiences?
Crabs on the bottom?
Those in the middle?
Or the ones on top? '
They are all in the same barrel...
So that process stops!
'Precisely! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some People Never Know
No one else will ever see
How much faith you have in me,
Only fools would disagree that its so,
Some people never know.
Like a fool Im faraway,
Evry night I hope and pray
Ill be coming home to stay and its so,
Some people never know.
Some people can sleep at nightime,
Believing that love is a lie.
Im only a preson like you, love,
And who in the world can be right
All the right time.
I know I was wrong, make me right, right.
Only love can stand the test,
Only you outshine the rest,
Only fools take the rest,
Only fools take second best, but its so,
Some people never know.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Colored Masks
You the people with million character and face
Absolutely in every story you find for yourself a place
Your colored characters even the best actors may find it hard to play
You're the best one in every situation and place
Your selfishness kept your soul slave
To win the glory of being the most appreciative you can make any mistake
The world is suffering but there absolutely you can't find for yourself a place
Only the world's bright side and its shining colors attracts your imagination for whom is your hard race
Hard to control your ego to convice you that all the people at this world are and deserve the same
But your selfishness has made you the hero for your cheep rat race
And every while you put on a different mask to play your new piece
And at every new script you choose a new role and face
But everywhere and always you take the best characters and place
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Ending Of The Feast
How can one tell a people,
Accustomed to feasting...
The ending of the feast,
Approaches with the upcoming dawn?
And a living done 'within' their means,
Is in their future.
With no credit cards to own.
With a parking of their cars.
And a healthier way of life...
Showing a more discipline with fitness,
Shown.
Because all of their loan days,
With debits will be gone.
How can one tell a people,
Accustomed to feasting...
The ending of the feast,
Approaches with the upcoming dawn?
And they,
Will live on!
Or wont.
A change they can believe in.
With a reality to clearly breathe,
Comes.
And the singing of 'We Shall Overcome'
Will just be another song to sing.
As a process begins...
To fulfill a communal socialism,
On the horizon.
On the scene.
How can one tell a people,
Accustomed to feasting...
The ending of the feast,
Approaches with the upcoming dawn?
And they,
Will live on!
Or wont.
Leaving those humble and meek,
To inherit the Earth.
'Why so evil, dark and gloomy?
You're evil to wish that upon us! '
SNAP out of it!
The amusement park is closed!
I reference the Bible!
What...
Or should I say,
'WHO' supplies your observations?
And...
I'm evil?
Why?
Would it be because I do not cling,
Onto 'your' delusions?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Know how You Feel
I find it quite amusing,
That those who do not know others...
Can tell anyone how the one unknown,
Spends their time...
In a doing to them unseen or shown.
I like that expression...'I know how you feel.'
Really?
Then you wouldn't mind if I took a sledgehammer,
And hit you over the head with it a few times?
And if you wait here for a second...
I will call around to see if I could rent a Mac Truck,
To knock you down to roll over at least twice.~
People have no clue what others go through.
Even those living together,
Will say they know nothing of what the others do.
And they may be brothers, fathers, mothers and sisters too.
People do not care about anyone else,
Unless it is to the best of their interest.
And those who do show and express a genuine interest...
They are not suspected to be human.
At least not to have suffered through the experience,
Of being one.
Only those that have laid down like a welcome mat,
To have crap and all kinds of dirt rubbed on their backs...
Can say they qualify to raise a high eyebrow.
Or express an opinion no one likes to hear.
And that's the point of view everyone should respect.
Not the one created by someone pretending to know,
What they don't.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Im Coming Out
Im coming out
Im coming
Im coming out
Im coming out
Im coming out
Im coming out
Im coming out
I want the world to know
Got to let it show
Im coming out
I want the world to know
I got to let it show
Theres a new me coming out
And I just had to live
And I wanna give
Im completely positive
I think this time around
I am gonna do it
Like you never do it
Like you never knew it
Ooh, Ill make it through
The time has come for me
To break out of the shell
I have to shout
That Im coming out
Im coming out
I want the world to know
Got to let it show
Im coming out
I want the world to know
I got to let it show
Im coming out
I want the world to know
Got to let it show
Im coming out
I want the world to know
I got to let it show
Ive got to show the world
All that I wanna be
And all my billities
Theres so much more to me
Somehow, I have to make them
Just understand
I got it well in hand
And, oh, how Ive planned
Im spreadin love
Theres no need to fear
And I just feel so glad
Everytime I hear:
Im coming out
I want the world to know
Got to let it show
Im coming out
I want the world to know
I got to let it show
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Saved By Light
Dannion Brinkley
was 'Saved By The Light'
all spiritual writing
in the book he writes.
Yes, he says we
are powerful
Spiritual beings
coming to this plane,
to help inspire and change.
He was asked like many
who die and come back to tell,
'What Love have you given,
or did you make life on Earth hell? '
Now not quite those words,
but haven't you heard,
you can affect people
with small little things,
there is a chain reaction
from what your action brings.
So let your actions be of
Consciousness thought,
that helps people grow
and not stay in their lot.
Dannion words are true,
I met him and
he speaks firsthand to you.
Believe what you can,
read his book to see his view.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Selfishness Invested
A fear of losing capitalistic views abused.
By those who depleted,
The economy with their greed.
And shouts of spreading the wealth,
Will take away from the healthy giving...
Of those who are rich!
Those with humanistic values.
Those who created jobs for others.
Those who are concerned...
About the infrastructure!
And of the well being of their fellowmen.
Sisters and brothers.
Those...
Who depleted,
The economy with their greed!
Those...
Who have devastated,
The lives of millions of people...
Who now fear socialism will cause them to bleed,
Their fading way of life!
Created by those wealthy...
Who could care less,
Who pays for a bailout...
To correct an infested,
Selfishness invested...
In a mess.
'Socialism shared by a few...
With a capitalistic point of view,
Keeps what is due between them!
Not you! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Breathe And Help
I seen things go wrong,
In this world
and I don't like it,
Breathe.
There so much hate,
In this world,
and I don't like it,
Breathe.
Passion is lost forever,
In this world,
and I don't like it,
Breathe.
So much domestic abuse,
In this world,
and I don't like it,
Breathe.
All this unnecessary war,
In this world,
And I don't like it,
Breathe.
People hurting people,
In this world,
And I don't like it,
Breathe.
Children in needs.
In this world,
Do something,
Help.
So much poverty,
In this world,
Do Something,
Help.
Too many countries suffering,
In this world,
Do Something,
Help.
Too many people starving,
In this world,
Do Something,
Help.
Too many things unfair,
In this world,
Do Something,
Help.
poem by Gianni Pintus
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Indebted to Vacant Pretensions
Untied from the madness of greed...
It becomes easier to breathe!
Doesn't it?
And those you believed were close to you...
Seem to leave one by one.
As if a planting of an extermination,
To rid you of blood sucking fleas has been done.
With no car or money to borrow...
What is your worth?
And remember when you thought of them,
As close as family?
A close knit of friends?
Observation is the key that will keep you peaceful.
As truth introduces the depth of once treasured friendships.
Remember...
Turning your back on materialism,
Is committing treason.
To those who sleep with capitalistic visions.
When it is percieved you have absolutely nothing left to leech...
Don't become upset!
By their rejection of your concepts.
One day you will see them in much regret!
When the 'nothingness' you now possess...
Have becomes treasures in their eyes.
This may come as a surprise.
But it shouldn't!
As repossessions of 'things' they obsess...
Are put into effect.
To leave them in a nakedness they did not expect.
Coming to bleed them of their consciousness and a way of life.
And indebted to vacant pretensions with bad credit!
They all seem to now have in common.
But reluctant to express their points of view.
About you or anyone one else these days.
For some reason their priorities have drastically changed.
Isn't it stranged how they have come to victimize themselves?
And you now own outright...
Without liens attached!
An abundant peace of mind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Releasing Myself From Those Irritations
The music is wonderful.
I think it is really great.
The messages delivered,
I've heard...
When they are given,
Have power and inspiration.
And all of them I've come to digest.
With an understanding I've adopted.
With a renewed outlook I now appreciate.
But it's the infighting and miscommunication...
With all the gossip that takes place.
The conflicts exisiting there I am confronted with...
Makes me feel my peace of mind is threatened.
And I'd rather not bother with it.
I'd rather not participate or congregate,
Around others who express their indifferences.
With wagging tongues whispered,
Sharing an overheard hate!
Something is wrong within the minds of the people,
Who say one thing but really are two faced.
'I can understand your point of view.
At times I have felt that same way too!
But why don't you reconsidered your decision.
Come back and make the return your experience!
God wishes you to fellowship with us...
In the House of the Lord!
That is what church is for! '
That's what I know.
And the reasons I've given is why I don't go!
But I do appreciate your invitation.
I've protected my peace,
By releasing myself from those irritations!
'So you are 'not' a Christian?
Is that what you are saying? '
I'm praying to stay where my mind is at.
And for 'me' there is no hesitation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Coming Home
It's a long and lonely highway.
When you're traveling all alone.
I was on my way to nowhere.
But now i'm coming home.
I'm coming home.
I've been running through the fire.
I've been running for so long.
If i took it any higher.
Baby i would be still be gone.
But now i'm coming home, coming home.i'm coming home.
Coming home, coming home, i'm coming home.
Well my home was really never.
On a far and distant shore.
If i stayed away forever.
I could never miss you more.
And so i'm coming home,coming home.i'm coming home.
Coming home,coming home,i'm coming home.
I think of all these years gone by.
Never even wondered why.
I never touched the ground.
All the time that's come and gone.
All the nights i've been alone.
And now i'm homeward bound.
I heard the thunder over canaan.
And i've heard the angels cry.
And their voices came revealing
"as you live,so will you die."
I'm coming home,coming home,i'm coming home.
I'm coming home,coming home,i'm coming home.
Coming home, coming home, i'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home, coming home, coming home...
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Our Hope And Responsibility
Knowing that our salvation is near, within our Hope we needn’t fear,
Nearer than when we first believed, as God’s salvation we received;
So we need to love one another, reaching out to comfort a brother,
Showing all people the Love of Christ, as we anticipate Eternal Life.
With our conversation up in Heaven, we depart from spiritual leaven,
Living with the mind of Christ, while being our Lord’s living sacrifice;
Keep a clear conscience down here, as Christ, our Hope draws near,
Being Christ’s Light to everyone, while pointing others to God’s Son.
With our Hope coming to redeem, our earthly body we should beam,
With His Light and anticipation, for God to complete our redemption;
We are to await the return of Christ, Who’ll take us home to Paradise,
Not to be distracted by the world, for His soon return we’re to herald.
Others in trouble can rest with us, who have our hope in Christ Jesus,
Who will come in the clouds for all, freeing us of the curse of the fall;
Be filled with hope and not ignorant, about redemption God has sent,
Comforting others with words to all, believers, with the words of Paul.
Begotten as the inheritance of God, soon to leave earth’s cursed sod,
To eternally dwell in a Heavenly place, provided by redemptive Grace;
So take God’s Holy Word seriously, while we journey home to eternity,
That we can see many more hearts, raptured as God’s Church departs.
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