Crafted By The Feeding
It would be nice to know,
The sharing of 'true' love.
You know,
The goosebump giving kind?
With a value placed on its emphasis.
With a value traced,
To the root of it.
So nice it would be to observe,
A decreasing of opposition.
With an erasing of that element done...
To having everyone come together,
And end conflict.
As a mission that benefits.
~What exists after the 'experiment' of humanity?
Should we continue to explore the premise of this? ~
Where is the justice received within restricted limits?
When did one's right to breathe become a matter for debate?
Who are those people who satiate,
Upon beliefs...
That are crafted by the feeding of hypocrisies?
What barbarian that has risen form the depths of rocks...
Deciding their self destruction should be a global affair.
Who are these specimens portraying themselves as human beings?
It would be nice to know,
The sharing of 'true' love.
You know,
The goosebump giving kind?
With a value placed on its emphasis.
With a value traced,
To the root of it.
Simplistic and not manipulated,
By those of self hatred.
Where is the justice received within restricted limits?
When did one's right to breathe become a matter for debate?
Who are those people who satiate,
Upon beliefs...
That are crafted by the feeding of hypocrisies?
Should they be thrown a bone and told to move on?
To be chased back into the wild from where they came.
Or...
Should they be muzzled to hush and caged?
And 'then' thrown a bone?
Leaving them 'again' in darkness.
With their suspicions of the light kept in isolation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wonder of His Creations
Maintain you beliefs!
The ones that keep you restricted,
To limits and isolation.
I am not here to debate your outlook,
Or your fate!
That has been done,
By an indoctrination you satiate.
And baited to remain...
In a routine that you maintain that sustains,
Your joy!
Nor am I the one to convince,
That a higher consciousness...
Expands and not condenses.
To retrieve and leave those arguments...
Left behind walls and locked up fences.
Subtracting and contracting minds,
As is observed and evidenced.
Since I've already witnessed,
The lack of benefit...
To that restrictiveness.
Maintain you beliefs!
The ones that keep you restricted,
To limits and isolation.
I have been there myself.
That is why I have chosen,
The wealth of mind expansion.
Receiving all of God's gifts,
With blessings He delivers.
Without religious affiliation.
Or congregating with those...
Who oppose how I have chosen
To be devoted!
I know He is 'there'...
And so am I,
Here where He has delivered.
And I know the Almighty exists.
Without debating such 'wonder' of His creations.
Or where He chooses to sit,
Within His Kingdom.
So wherever you go to supply your satisfactions...
May you keep attraction them to fulfill your needs!
I am not the one to plead with you,
Which road taken...
Leads to Him any quicker.
Since my insight tells me His presence is near.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Justicia Est Lux (Justice Is Light)
Justice is really quite simple, it is never up for debate-
Yet, debate e'er surrounds it nonetheless;
For some, justice itself becomes a long, arduous wait,
For a time when you finally convince others of your righteousness.
It is said: 'justicia et lux'-or, justice is light-
Light, where before only darkness reigned.
Justice is doing only and always what is right-
True justice, not just justice fallaciously feigned.
Imagine a world where justice was not just an ideal,
But, an inalienable right that no one could steal-
A world where truth alone matters, and naught else;
A world half as inspired as our Forefathers envisioned-
A world where truth becomes known, and is not decisioned-
Where verity dwells above all, no matter of what else!
-Maurice Harris,17 March 2011
poem by Maurice Harris
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Left Unexplained
Expressing one's beliefs,
Is a good thing...
To explore in the sharing,
Of those differences.
With an appreciation,
That a sharing like this brings.
But to enforce upon another,
Beliefs to inflict...
Sorrow and pain,
With no end to it...
Is a life spent in conflict.
And unending regret,
To be left unexplained.
With sorrows to be agonized.
For a lifetime given,
As generations defend...
To appease a foolishness,
Of those conflicts that exists.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pay for being good
What prize you have to pay for being good?
How can you remain always in good mood?
Feel nice for self and others in same way
What can be the key to keep evil thoughts away?
I think noble soul can only dream
The person who feels very close to Him
Let people deceive him in all the aspects
He will continue to think of them with respects
We are here on a special mission as his emissary
Since He had seen all the pain it was all the more necessary
To send prophets, messiahs and seers to serve the mankind
It was so nice of Him to think of us and be very kind
“You are the one and only one” we sincerely utter
What else can worry us most and matter?
Once he is there to protect us from all evils?
Why do we lack good manner and will?
We have in typical prejudicial pattern
It is source of worry and great concern
No heart can be won on the basis of force or hatred?
A convincing ordinary life with love can only lead
Few sweet words can bring a desirous result or do a miracle
Many things might not have been achieved even after full circle
“Hello brother, or pardon me” can alter the whole situation
There will not be any acrimony or find its way with continuation
He is there all the time with dead or living
It is not matter of believing or not believing
It is left to good judgment of human beings
It may be realized even by the poor or kings
Never expect good for good always
Do not feel sad when you get back in no way
It is nice way to feel and sincerely pray
He will always lead you and not keep at the bay
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Crafted By The People
The light of humanity
crafted by the angels
the pleasures of the earth
crafted by the gods
The evil
the hate
and the wars
crafted by the people
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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I Better Be Good
If I ain't cool
My daddy gonna send me
To Military School
If I ain't nice
My girlie gonna freeze me
With cold shoulder ice
If I'm real late
My teacher gonna use me
For alligator bait
So, I better be good
I better be good
If I jump on the gas
The cops are gonna jump
All over my back
If I smoke too much
Doctor says he's gonna
Put my lungs in a crutch
If I'm caught without my pants
Consuelo's dad is gonna shoot
Until he sees me dance
So, I better be good
I had better be good
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - Uh, uh, uh, uh
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
You better be nice tonight
If I spray it on the seat
Lady gonna tie a big knot
In the meat
If I spewey too fast
Lover's gonna stick
My Wrangler in a cast
If zipper grabs skin
I'll know I had it out
When I shoulda kept it in
Ow.
I better be good
I better be good
I better be good
Ooh.
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - Uh, uh, uh, uh
Nice, nice, nice
I'd better be nice tonight - yeah
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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I'VE NEVER KNOWN...by talile ali
I'VE NEVER KNOWN A GIRL AS BRIGHT
I'VE NEVER KNOWN A GIRL AS TRUE
I'VE NEVER KNOWN A WOMAN WHO
MAKES ME FEEL THE WAY THAT YOU DO
I'VE NEVER KNOWN A GIRL SO SIMPLE
I NEVER KNOWN A GIRL SO KIND
ALWAYS GIVING STRANGE THINGS TO PEOPLE
WHENEVER SHE FEELS SHE HAS THE TIME
NO MATTER HOW I TRIED TO DISCOURAGE
HER FROM JUST PLAIN GIVING THINGS
THIS BABE JUST CAN NOT FIGHT HER NATURE
IT'S IN EVERY THING SHE BRINGS
SO IT'S I WHO NEEDS TO BE CHECKED
CAUSE I SEE THAT SHE'S ALL GOOD
SORRY I JUST DIDN'T GET IT
SHARING HER CARING IS UNDERSTOOD
poem by Talile Ali
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How Much More
How much more
Can a love be loved,
When that love that is given...
Is like none other?
How much time
Should one wait to find,
A love to discover...
That one is not restricted with
To exist within limits someone inflicts.
Unconditional is that love that lifts,
From minds not pre-occupied with it!
Or fantasized to pleasure and tease.
As something on a list,
Required as a prerequisite!
How much more
Can a love be loved,
When that love that is given...
Is like none other?
How much time
Should one wait to find,
A love to discover...
That one is not restricted with
To exist within limits someone inflicts.
Expectations and preferences,
Finds one living life with regrets and disappointments.
Dismissing one's looks,
As a book unread...
Yet accepting a physicality,
Without chemistry...
Delivers a reality!
How much more
Can a love be loved,
When that love that is given...
Is like none other?
How much time
Should one wait to find,
A love to discover...
That one is not restricted with
To exist within limits someone inflicts.
Or deal with a second hand romance...
Taking a chance,
That whatever isn't there...
May with time be forced to fit!
How much more,
Can one put up with this?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thoughts On Revolution.... (Number Two)
when we speak of revolution
we often speak of justice...
do we understand the concept?
justice has nothing to do with
class, religious beliefs, skin
color, or economic station...
it has nothing to do with revenge!
it cannot be used for political
purposes...
justice looks, smells, tastes, and
feels the same for all people!
justice is marked by a true sense
of equality.
doesnt sound like what we have now?
therein lies the reason for revolution...
it we dare to risk all for change,
we must do so to restore human dignity!
all people must have a chance... to live,
to love, to have shelter and work.
there can be no prejudice allowed!
it goes back to the beginning motion
of changing ourselves... that's where
the real revolution begins!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Alternatives
Wouldn't it be nice,
If others did what we liked.
With a taking of advice,
To do what it was.
We chose and approved.
No one then would be offended.
And everyone would live as we wished.
No one would have a need to defend,
A life like this,
In an unquestioned bliss.
But realities as they are,
Have many in conflict.
Those with certain beliefs,
Refuse to comprehend.
Why their perceptions are not adopted.
And those who express they accept alternatives,
Are the ones despised.
Because their lives lived like this,
Has delivered a happiness!
And for many that happiness for them does not exist.
Wouldn't it be nice,
If others did what we liked.
With a taking of advice,
To do what it was.
We chose and approved.
With a doing done we too.
Would not find the time to debate and argue.
Wouldn't it be nice,
If others did what we liked.
And isn't it wonderful.
To know we can be ignored.
To then share in the receiving.
Others exchange from their adventures explored.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On the day of Ramzan
On the day of Ramzan
Muslims all over the world
Completed a month of
Fasting-throughout-the-day
More than anything else
They enjoyed the pleasure
Of being kind to others
Of being concerned with the welfare of the unknown
Of availing the opportunity of giving
Of reaching out to help the poor
Of having understood the pains of others
Of sharing whatever they have
Of discovering new ways of being useful to others
Of feeding the fast
Of capturing the gains of fasting
Of being considerate and passionate
Of being resolved and determined
Of having felt the oneness of humanity
Of realizing the worth of healthy eating
Of loving and caring
Of knowing not pain in giving
Of knowing what all they gain is only for giving
Of giving without being asked for
Of recognizing that giving is joyful, and not holding
Of having stepped ahead in the spiritual path
Of enlightenment and thus enlightening others
Let others too
Learn this art of giving
So that the future world
Finds a humanity
Enjoying a harmonious living
In peaceful co-existence
Every one appreciating the concerns of
Every other one
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Lay All Your Love On Me
You werent jealous before we met.
Now every woman you see is a potential threat.
Now youre possesive, it isnt nice.
You used to say that smoking was your only vice.
But now it isnt true.
Now anythings new.
And all Ive learned
Has overturned
What I think of you.
Dont go wasting your emotion.
Lay all your love on me.
Dont go sharing your devotion.
Lay all your love on me.
I used to think love was sensible.
It makes the truth even more incomprehensible.
I still dont know what youve done to me.
A grown-up boy should never fall so easily.
I feel a kind of fear
When I dont have you near.
Unsatisfied,
I swallow my pride.
I beg you, dear.
Dont go wasting your emotion.
Lay all you love on me.
Dont go sharing your devotion.
Lay all your love on me.
Dont go wasting your emotion.
Lay all your love on me.
Dont go sharing your devotion.
Lay all your love on me.
song performed by by Information Society
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Ah, but it's nice to be in the opposition, nice to be a bone in somebody's throat.
quote by Jack Levine
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When it comes to controlling human beings, there is no better instrument than lies. Because you see, humans live by beliefs. And beliefs can be manipulated. The power to manipulate beliefs is the only thing that counts.
quote by Michael Ende
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Airtalk
One, two, three, four, five, six.
Its sad that air is the only thing we share,
No matter how close we are theres always air between us.
Its also nice that airs something we all share,
No matter how far apart we are an air links us.
Its sad that past is something we can never share,
No matter how close we are the past is between us.
But its also nice that without the past
Wed have never known each other,
No matter how far apart we are it brought us together.
Yes, its very nice to have someone to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our past but we have our future to share.
Its sad that life is such a heavy thing to bear,
No matter how close we are its easy to despair.
Its also nice that you and I know its what we all share,
No matter how far apart we are we can learn to care.
Theres something very nice to have something to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our bodies but we have our minds to share.
Yes, theres something very nice to have something to care,
Theres something very nice to have someone to share.
We may not share our language but we have the world to share.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Airtalk
One, two, three, four, five, six.
Its sad that air is the only thing we share,
No matter how close we are theres always air between us.
Its also nice that airs something we all share,
No matter how far apart we are an air links us.
Its sad that past is something we can never share,
No matter how close we are the past is between us.
But its also nice that without the past
Wed have never known each other,
No matter how far apart we are it brought us together.
Yes, its very nice to have someone to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our past but we have our future to share.
Its sad that life is such a heavy thing to bear,
No matter how close we are its easy to despair.
Its also nice that you and I know its what we all share,
No matter how far apart we are we can learn to care.
Theres something very nice to have something to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our bodies but we have our minds to share.
Yes, theres something very nice to have something to care,
Theres something very nice to have someone to share.
We may not share our language but we have the world to share.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Puppeteered
Everything done they have introduced,
To exclude selected 'groups'...
To do what they choose.
But proven to be disqualified...
By those who chose to deny them their lives,
To live within the limits of division...
Without benefits,
Has advanced their own stagnated sighs.
And everything they have attempted to do,
To have themselves seen...
As the puller of strings,
Has left them to be the ones...
Puppeteered!
Manipulated into an isolation...
Where a sharing of protests,
Produces tears to manifest!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pharisaical
Successors of beliefs,
Spreading hypocrisies...
Like a pharisee.
Careful to be...
Care less of what they do!
And of those things done for 'fun'
They do purposedly to you.
As long as its perceived...
They are the true ones to believe!
Pharisaical are those of this mind.
They are rising to the surface...
In these days and times!
Pharisaical are those of this mind.
Regardless of set rules and laws defined...
They will disobey them.
And label others crazed,
To have life their way!
As they enforce acceptance...
Portraying themselves as 'gold' to trade.
And regular folks who are 'okay'!
But that day comes when they will pay...
For betraying humanity.
And leading us astray to feed on evil!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On The Road To.....
Your love is like the beehive on sight to see and,
I want you to be my own forever!
For i have a surprise for you.
Don't let anyone tell you that i love you,
But do see things for yourself;
For true love is very patient,
You re beautiful and your love is kind,
You are very nice and your love is tender,
And there are no speed limits on the road to perfection.
Guard your mind with all diligence and come to me,
For this love muses with the positive mind of my words;
And i want to share it with you only.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Do Not Forget
On this valentine day
Do not forget
Those
Who have no flowers to share
To whom
No one has ever told
That love exists
And that love is a feeling
That has to be shared
To whom
Some preacher
Has preached hatred only
Do not forget
Those
Who have no means
Of sharing their love
Those who have been robbed
Of their feelings
By some traditions
Customs
And beliefs
Those who have only
Been dreaming of red roses
And those
Whose beloveds are
In far off lands
In the name of
God
Or national cause
Or to earn a living
Those whose beloveds
Have martyred
Those
Who have never
Felt the warm feelings of love
The mothers
Whose sons
Have decided to destroy
Humanity
And those
Who engineer
All this destruction
Send roses to every one
Tell the soldier
That today
He stops the fire
Tell the cruel
That today
Let there be
That trace of love in his heart
Rekindled
To day
Let the peoples hearts
Fill with love
For each other and the humanity
Let’s imagine and think
And let the red color of the valentine
Be the color of every one
For today at least
(On valentine day)
poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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