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Concealed to Produce a Seduced Humanity

Those of calculating personalities,
Have manipulated themselves into a brick wall.
And obvious are the intentions,
Of those who circumvent truth.

They are the ones seen navigating away,
In custom made shirts and tailored suits.
On the pursuit,
They say...
To correct morals and fading ideals.

The ones,
In their public address...
They say appeal to standards,
And a certain class...
They've spent time manufacturing.
To market and witnessed to be those trashed.
For the purpose to pocket and run with the cash.

Those of calculating personalities,
Have manipulated themselves into a brick wall.
Obvious are the intentions,
Of those who circumvent truth.

They are the ones seen navigating away,
In custom made shirts and tailored suits.
On the pursuit,
They say...
To correct morals and fading ideals.

Leaving the ones unconcious to debate with zeal.
Although none provide examples,
Where this wholesomeness appeals.
But no one wishes to explain why,
They prefer decadence over righteousness...
Concealed,
To produce a seduced humanity.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sold On Appearances

The way things 'are' on the inside,
For those who live this life...
As it is lived for them,
Isn't as it seems.
From the outside looking in.

Romancing what one thinks,
Does not always match to link...
With the reality lived and experienced,
Across a fence...
Constructed to protect and restrict,
With intentions meant.

The same can be said,
For an invisible brick wall.
We wish to believe what is there...
But what we imagine,
Is not there at all.
And answers to questions are often stalled.

If our perceptions of others were correct,
Would we live our lives more or less happier?
Would we then spend our time,
Requesting forgiveness?
Or would we lend a hand to our fellowman,
Knowing few skip down yellow brick roads!

Or would we find pavement under no one's feet,
Made to sparkle in bright blinding gold.
Even though all of us as sold on appearances.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Foolish Rush to Pass Our Judgements

Wouldn't it be great,
If we could reach back in time...
And replace our decisions made.
With a clarity now so obvious,
That what was chosen to dismiss...
And the 'who' and the 'why'
For our foolish rush,
To pass our judgements...
Have no intentions to express an empathy.
None to be received in our direction.

The pain,
Is unbearable!
Isn't it?

Now many of us sit with feelings,
Of fading arrogance.
While realizing an ignorance displayed,
With horrific public temperments...
As if self centered children!
And fuming with such viciousness,
Consciously directed to 'that'
Which unknowingly to 'us' had our backs.
That are now up against the wall.

As some choose to wear Foster Grants,
To hide the tears falling from their eyes.

And those who knew of our activities done,
Now shun 'us'!
With a wish not to look in our direction.

Those kind of lessons learned forever scar.
Leaving the ones who have chosen to masquerade,
In the wrong parades selected...
To flaunt irreplaceable misdeeds.
Pleading for an opportunity,
To correct what has been done!

And anyone who has ever done this before,
Knows how difficult it is...
To retrieve and collect thrown confetti!
The quality of it with a freshness maintained,
Will never be the same.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Tower That Ate People

There's a bump in the basement
There's a knocking on the wall
In the pumping of the pistons
I swear I heard you call
There's a bump in the basement
There's a hole in the floor
There's a guard in the garden
Locking up the door
There's a rumble in the floorboards
No shutting out the sound
And the workers down below me
Digging underground
Feel the building all around me
Like a wrap of armoured skin
But the more we are protected
The more we're trapped within
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
When you strip it right back
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
You make up what you like
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
?
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building

song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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How Many Times Have You Told Me That?

You have your version!
And I have mine.
One of us got hit by conclusions,
For purposes to comprehend.
The other...
Wishes to be correct!
And lays up in traction,
From toe to neck.
Hoping a mending of fractures,
Is successful.
With a wish for an embarrassment,
Not to be made this public.

And I will say this,
About your version of the 'incident'.
And your need to have it accepted.
From a point of view you wish respected.
You need no longer to protect it.
Since it is obvious who between us,
Has been more affected.
So I will leave you to get some needed rest.
With any version that conflicts,
With the one that I witnessed.
And your attempts not to be involved in it...
Will be a matter between you,
And your deluded consciousness.

Do you see me?

'Of course I see you! '

Which one of us seems to be traction free?
And which one of us 'seems' to be...
Stubbornly on the defensive?

'You just 'think' you are right ALL the time! '

You have your version!
And I have mine.
One of us got hit by conclusions,
For purposes to comprehend.

The other...
Wishes to be correct!
And lays up in traction,
From toe to neck.
Hoping a mending of fractures,
Is successful.
With a wish for an embarrassment,
Not to be made this public.

Do you see me?

'Of course I see you! '

Which one of us seems to be traction free?
And which one of us 'seems' to be...
Stubbornly on the defensive?

'You just 'think' you are right ALL the time! '

Oh,
I can be wrong.
How many times have you told me that?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Another Brick In The Wall

Daddy's flown across the ocean
Leaving just a memory
A snapshot in the family album
Daddy, what else did you leave for me?
Daddy, whatcha leave behind for me?
All in all it was just a brick in the wall
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall
We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey teachers
Leave those kids alone
All in all it's just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey teachers
Leave those kids alone
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
I don't need no arms around me
I don't need no drugs to calm me
I have seen the writing on the wall
Don't think I need anything at all
No, don't think I'll need anything at all
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall
All in all you were all just bricks in the wall
Goodbye cruel world
I'm leaving you today
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye all you people
There's nothing you can say
To make me change my mind
Goodbye

song performed by by Korn
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Another Brick In The Wall: Parts 1, 2, 3

[Part 1]
Daddy's flown across the ocean
Leaving just a memory
A snapshot in the family album
Daddy what else did ya leave for me?
Daddy, whatcha leave behind for me?
All in all it was just another brick in the wall
All in all it was just bricks in the wall
[Part 2]
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teacher, leave them kids alone
Hey, Teacher, leave us kids alone
All in all its just a nother brick in the wall
All in all you're just a nother brick in the wall
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers, leave them kids alone
Hey, Teacher, leave us kids alone
All in all you're just a nother brick in the wall
All in all you're just a nother brick in the wall
[Part 3]
I don't need no arms around me
I don't need no drugs to calm me
I have seen the writing on the wall
Don't think I need anything at all
No, don't think I need anything at all
All in all it was just bricks in the wall
All in all you were all just brick in the wall
[Goodbye Cruel World (included in the live version)]
Goodbye, cruel world
I'm leaving you today
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, all you people
There's nothing you can say
To make me change my mind
Goodbye

song performed by by Korn
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And There is... a Brick

And there is a brick
A wall that not speak
Silent and still
and doesn't have any will

That is a brick
Some may pray, some may weep
Some kick the brick

That is a brick
Shield not to hurt
Human that lock their minds

But let the brick
takes the wind of change
without regretting
what both sides couldn't send

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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White Space

I was dreaming of a white space
Had interposed itself between us two-

A blank wall; neither dark nor light
No recrimination there but silence
The silence that falls only at night.

Silence gone to snowy hazards
Like the shadows made from deeper blue-

And invisible but slippery edges,
As blindly groping in the darkness
To reach the haven- but you're not there yet.

Though I would wall myself with silence
And spend my life as one, not two-

Before I'd hurt another being,
Sometimes intentions brick the dam up
Before the devastation's seen.

poem by Patti Masterman
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Briefs

Those darn Greeks were right-
Enjoy everything but enjoy
in moderation.

For Burns' birthday Duncan
Of Edinborough read.
Why have the imitation
when you can have the masterpiece?

The Past-morals and ideals
murky and opinioned
at worst, but for architecture
undeniably interesting.

Fluent in English, having impulses
and not knowing what else to do
Jon dubbed himself a poet-
gifting the world
with countless examples of his art.

Late for her tryst with Mars
Venus twinkles in-
Nightime otherwise calm and chill.

From fifty centuries of soiled morals
(read agricultural)
Edna struggles to be free
and has almost made it.

poem by Morgan Michaels
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A Hole In The Wall (Fun Poem 66)

You walk beside a brick wall
always wondering what is on the other side.
As you move along a bit further
there is brick missing
leaving a hole in the wall.
Curiosity gets the better of you
and you bend down to take a peek
at what ever is on the other side.
Because I am a great big meanie,
I’m not telling you what was there.

11 February 2008

poem by David Harris
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Head Banger

A banging of one's head observed,
Being done against a brick wall.
Appears to be painful.

Should the one observing,
Empathize with the head banger.
With the supplying of aspirin?

Or should one applaud the wall,
For enduring through the agony sighted...
As the wall does provide one,
Such a public and pathetic display...
To a complete commitment to unacceptance.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ballad Of Sir Frankie Crisp (Let It Roll)

They say they like it, but, now in the market it
May not go well as it's too laid back.
You need some oomph-papa, nothing like Frank Zappa
And not New Wave they don't play that crap
Try beating your head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Don't have time for the music
They want the blood from a clone
I hear a clock ticking
I feel the nit-picking
I almost quit kicking at the wall
There seems a confusion, under the illusion
That they know just what will suit you all
Beating my head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't got time for the music
They want the blood from a clone
There is no sense to it
Pure pounds and pence to it
They're so intense too makes me amazed
Don't want no music but, they're making you sick with
Some awful noises that may get played
By beating their heads on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't no messing 'round with music
Give them the blood from a clone
Where will it all lead us
I thought we had freed us

song performed by by George Harrison
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When In The Making Of Attempts

When in the making of attempts,
With intentions that had been premeditated.
What point is being made,
By the one deciding to provide a better attempt,
At a later date?

Who then would have the patience to wait?
Or believes one can produce,
Something that introduces one's best effort?

Unless one decides,
That the making of a first impression...
Is less effective than the making of a second.

And today,
Any sense being made at all...
Is a rarity that captivates and gets attention.

'Did you hear that? '

~No.
Hear what? ~

'Diction. Clarity. Enunciation with effectiveness.
A pattern of speech that is correct with vocal expression.'

~What should we do? ~

'I don't know.
I hope this is not an invasion.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tyranny

All they knew that came to them to love,
Entertained quickly to satisfy their senses.
An investment to protect them from truth,
Had been unwisely spent in decadence.
With a lack of discipline encouraged.
And an insecurity...
No one had witness since the journey to be free,
From a tyranny pioneers promise never to see...
Again.

And those freedoms were restricted,
To an exclusive selfishness.
And the best of ideals began to lose their appeal.
As those of zeal discovered an ease to feed greed...
That would leave concepts of inclusion behind.
What's mine is yours became...just 'mine'!
With laws to ensure...
'Nothing I have will ever be yours.'

And...
A mindset of division began to isolate them in fear.
And that fear has delivered to them,
A tyranny!
Once again to endear.
And a loss of a blueprint once considered great,
Forsaken for the creation of deceit,
Hatred and self destruction...
Had been replaced.
With the unfortunate unconsciousness unaccepting...
That all who walked upon this land loved,
Had participated in sustaining a fading greatness.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Rubric On Belief, Chance And Change

The highest brick wall you will have to scale
Is the one you place before your trail

This world is filled with chance and opportunity
It is up to you, to look and see

Do not feel held back, by false perceptions and beliefs
Reality just is; you will find to your relief.

Pluck up the courage, you never know a ‘yes’ may be waiting around the corner
Worry not if life does not go on perfectly, don’t shut out the world, and become a loner

You will be the greater, if you own up to your mistakes
It will change your fate

The beauty of people is that you can change their hearts, win their minds
Today, a brick wall of animosity
Tomorrow, a brick of humanity.

poem by Kamini Arichandran
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Empire State Human

Since I was very young I realised
I never wanted to be human size
So I avoid the crowds and traffic jams
They just remind me of how small I am
Because of this longing in my heart
Im going to start the growing up
Im going to grow now and never stop
Think like a mountain, grow to the top
Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if Im not tall, tall, tall, then I will grow, grow, grow
Because Im not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if Im not tall, tall, tall, then I will grow, grow, grow
Because Im not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
With concentration
My size increased
And now Im fourteen stories high
At least!!
Empire state human
Just a bored kid
Ill go to egypt to be
A pyramid
Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if Im not tall, tall, tall, then I will grow, grow, grow
Because Im not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if Im not tall, tall, tall, then I will grow, grow, grow
Because Im not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
Brick by brick
Stone by stone
Growing till hes fully grown
Brick by brick
Stone by stone
Growing till hes fully grown
Fetch more water
Fetch more sand
Biggest person in the land
Fetch more water
Fetch more sand
Biggest person in the land

song performed by by Human League
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Hate Me

You want to hate me.
All I have to say is fine I don't care.
It's not my fault no matter how you play it.
It was all manipulated.
Another fight has been instigated.
With feelings of agitation,

I want to show the lie you're living in.
But I won't cause you can't accept the truth.
You're an abscess that just wont go away.
The pain is here to stay.
A message I'm here to relay.