Cheesing In Broad Daylight
Speculated incompetence,
Seems to be riddled...
With proven ability.
And those spectating,
With expectations of defeat.
Appear to be more familiar with it.
Than the one standing tall,
On two grounded feet.
Speculated incompetence,
Seems to be riddled...
With proven ability.
To leave those scattering aound like mice,
Seeking the comfort of their darkened holes...
Rushing to get away from the exposure imposed,
From the embarrassment of 'cheesing' in broad daylight.
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Incompetence
There is nothing more unattractive than incompetence
Naivety falls in the face of experience,
Ignorance is beaten by education,
Even idiocy can be overcome with patience.
But incompetence,
Incompetence is when confident blind belief meets abilities harsh reality
And we stupidly just keep on trying any way.
poem by Colm Hayes
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To Negotiate
Can those of obvious intelligence,
Come to ever compose themselves to negotiate...
With those who have imposed on others,
Incompetent qualities never to represent leadership.
With a showing that is done effectively.
But effectively they have proven to be imbeciles.
Can those of obvious intelligence,
Come to ever compose themselves to negotiate...
With those who have imposed on others,
Incompetent qualities never to represent leadership.
And 'if' this incompetence is what people insist is needed...
Why should those of intelligence,
Bother to bog themselves down with such overwhelming...
And accepting ignorance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Unspoken Gift
One's ability to have a comfort within,
Is proven by a comfort with self that is expressed.
Patience and unexpressed strength with compassion,
Is more felt than an impression one does not force to make.
And being in the presence of one like this...
Says a lot about one's faith in self that is shared with others,
As if an unspoken gift.
But often those people of peace,
Are considered by many as meek and weak.
And their abilities determined to be useless.
One's ability to have a comfort within,
Is proven by a comfort with self that is expressed.
Patience and unexpressed strength with compassion,
Is more felt than an impression one does not force to make.
And being in the presence of one like this...
Says a lot about one's faith in self that is shared with others,
As if an unspoken gift.
But often those people of peace,
Are considered by many as meek and weak.
And their abilities determined to be useless.
Although this is not so!
However...
Those who see this,
Know!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The effect matters
An action is proven right
Only after its effects.
A path is proven good
Only after the travel.
An egg is proven good
Only after its hatch.
Every step is a bet.
25.07.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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WHERE Is The Common Sense?
If there were degrees awarded,
For those earning diplomas in 'Incompetence'...
Few would question its existence.
It would be an established acknowledgement.
And since incompetence does exist,
WHERE is the common sense?
And at whose expense are those with degrees,
Trying to convince they now have achieved it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The three parts of the theory are analytical ability, the ability to analyze things to judge, to criticize. Creative, the ability to create, to invent and discover and practical, the ability to apply and use what you know.
quote by Robert Sternberg
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The Rising Of Those With Less Credibility
Once a campaign has been initiated,
To depict one of intelligence as a fool...
Without knowledge to know what is going on,
The rising of those with less credibility...
Or shown and proven responsibility,
Will always be chosen for their like-ability...
And looks to impress,
That has more influence over anyone left...
With an accountability to express common sense.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Qualm
Sustained spans of inactivity
on own ability at times cast doubts
With the core riddled with uncertainty
educe dreary seeming bouts
Guess phenomenon is totally not off beam
in situation as such affects
Where pessimism it goes to spotlight
while keen fervor tries and deflects
One may seem as a persona practiced
still ambiguities repeatedly impede
Success may well be the expected hallmark
but inevitabilities often concede
poem by Sunny Chopra
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Left Unexplored
A constant that produces no content,
Eventually annoys and suffers...
From its own lack of purpose.
And an absence of drive,
Without an 'independent' focus.
An incompetence of it is discovered.
And left unexplored,
It goes ignored.
Just like the space between one's ears.
Sometimes appearing but oft times not!
Tolerated?
Since internal investigations,
May reveal the widespread commonness of it!
And a promise to reveal one embarrassment
At a time...
Has been kept!
This keeps everyone motivated and enthused,
To remain as they have chosen to be!
With support and backing that is familiar,
And recognized!
With a detriment the 'conditioned' can not see.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The documents have not been conclusively proven false. Neither have they been proven authentic.
quote by Bill Burkett
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Those Ego Driven
'How do you know,
They have no clue...
As to what we are doing? '
Because they have shown no irritation.
'Perhaps we are dealing with,
Something we have never before encountered.'
Don't be preposterous.
Like what?
That is absurd.
'Had you considered,
They just might have the ability to think? '
Listen to me.
Those ego driven are the least to worry about.
'Assuming that's what they are.
And so far...
They have not shown that to be true.
And so far...
We have proven and shown to them,
We are.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Qualms
Those sudden qualms manifesting...
Coming in an alarming harm,
To arrest with an unresting,
Of my possessed propriety...
May come to test my endurance...
But my experiences,
Thus far...
Has strengthened my abilities.
I keep the capacity of my capabilities,
Intact with self examination.
And doubts I don't leave to float about...
To weaken those beliefs,
That stood me tall on my own two feet.
To rid me of those insecurities perceived,
Hiding an incompetence within me breeding...
That does not exist in me to feed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Exposing Any Of That Makes Them Upset
How many opportunities should be given,
To those who are clearly incompetent?
'Are they liked and impressively dressed? '
Well...
Yes.
'Do they appear to be dim of wit.
And protected by others who prefer them best? '
Well..
Yes.
Of course.
'Accept their incompetence.
What else should you expect.
A respect for intelligence,
You have yet from them to get?
Stop deluding yourself with reality.
Where has that ever been seen to be detected?
Accept their incompetence.
Forget any signs of intelligence.
Exposing any of that makes them upset.
If not diminished into a novelty...
To diffuse its seriousness.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Question
1916
Brethren, how shall it fare with me
When the war is laid aside,
If it be proven that I am he
For whom a world has died?
If it be proven that all my good,
And the greater good I will make,
Were purchased me by a multitude
Who suffered for my sake?
That I was delivered by mere mankind
Vowed to one sacrifice,
And not, as I hold them, battle-blind,
But dying with open eyes?
That they did not ask me to draw the sword
When they stood to endure their lot --
That they only looked to me for a word,
And I answered I knew them not?
If it be found, when the battle clears,
Their death has set me free,
Then how shall I live with myself through the years
Which they have bought for me?
Brethren, how must it fare with me,
Or how am I justified,
If it be proven that I am he
For whom mankind has died --
If it be proven that I am he
Who, being questioned, denied?
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Human beings have speculated about the relationship between inspiration and insanity for centuries.
quote by Patty Duke
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Slow To Self Detect
They are doing their best to see him defeated.
He does not represent,
Their interests with intention seen that's meant.
Nor has he given them any attention sent.
And with the lack of his wisdom,
As their guide...
They will witness their own demise,
To no one's surprise.
Those who can separate the ignorant from the wise.
Since in their eyes they find themselves,
Uncontested and bitterly incensed.
Although their madness has been slow to self detect.
A consciousness absent...
Of a common sense witnessed that is in effect.
With an incompetence effective as incompetence can get,
And stirred by a rowdy madcowed crowd.
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It is a fine thing to have ability, but the ability to discover ability in others is the true test.
There is something that is much more scarce, something finer far, something rarer than ability. It is the ability to recognize ability.
quote by Elbert Hubbard
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Magic And Loss - The Summation
Love is here, here to stay, love is here, here to stay
It gets proven every day, love is here, here to stay
They both love Chinese food, he hates to dress
He loves to play pinball, she wants to play next
She likes her novels long, he's into comic books
They're gilt-edged polymorphous urban but somehow it works
Love is here, here to stay, love is here, here to stay
It gets proven every day, love is here, here to stay
She likes Truman Capote, he likes Gore Vidal
He likes Edgar Allan Poe, she's into Mean Joe Greene
She thinks eating meat's disgusting, he likes hot dogs
She's into Gestalt therapy, while est and the vest just make him ill
but love is here to stay
Love is here, here to stay, love is here, here to stay
It gets proven every day, love is here, here to stay
Love is here, here to stay, love is here, here to stay
It gets proven every day, love is here, here to stay
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There is something that is much more scarce, something rarer than ability. It is the ability to recognize ability.
quote by Robert Half
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