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Creatures of the Doomed

Those ungrateful,
And living to inflict sins upon one another...
Are soon to discover,
Much more than just discomfort.
To bear as they weep in sorrows returned.

They will not be pardon for such misappropriation,
Of their deeds whirlpooling in degradation.
Or unconscionable acts committed...
Only a demon would be left pleased,
To see this vortex whipping people to their knees.

These are not those days,
To be one of self praise to vent intentions
Meant with such craze!
Treason for reasons to condemn humanity...
Will have souls like this,
Suffering eternally in a morbid unhappiness.
For crimes that brought them limited bliss...
To dwell in a hell in relentless punishments,
As they drift from a remorse that gathers endorsements.

Stay tuned...
Creatures of the doomed,
Will have their day.
Judged for misdeeds...
That did not leave
Watchers unseen pleased.
Cloaked as they are,
And absorbing this draining pain.
Awaiting to unleash this,
Upon the deserving culprits!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lifted From This Treason

You've been dazed.
For invested reasons.
Those who are crazed...
Have been taught,
To keep their thoughts
Kneeling on knees.

Saved!
And lifted from this treason.
These acts that attack,
And hold others back...
Are criminal at least!

Freedom has been fantasized,
As a prize denied...
To those restricted.

Others with their eyes opened wide,
See hypocrisies and lies...
As ways to increase defeat!

you've been dazed!
And amazing is your capture.
You've settled for so long,
For the wrong...
And believed that this was right!

saved!
And lifted from this treason.
These acts that attack...
While holding people back,
Are criminal!
Spreading disasters and disease.

God has ordered 'angels'
To show the world...
He is not pleased.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Victorious Self Righteousness

They are all equally demented.
Convinced of their own self worth.
Projecting scholarly personas...
With intentions to undermine.
And plot to disguise...
Their own eventual demise.

What they have done together,
Is enough to have them jailed.
It's enough to have them tried for treason.
Their evilness will not prevail.
They used lies to murder, maim and destroy!
All of them are bloodless creatures.
Even snakes are offended,
And have become annoyed!

Anyone believing they have not been deceived...
Only have to look around,
To find themselves not alone...
Willing to allow their own to bleed.
In the belief that following such creatures,
Would lead them to a successful outcome.
To toast a demonicness,
In a victorious self righteousness.
But these are not the days,
For those indulging such a craze to praise!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lifted From Deep Sorrow

You came to leave.
Not stay.
You came to do as you pleased.
And then when you were done,
You were off to another one to 'do'.

You came to leave.
I was hoping you would stay.
I wanted to believe this was your wish.
But you just came to sniff and lick.
And I held onto foolish dreams...
You could not fulfill if I wished!

You came to leave.
Not stay.
You came to do as you pleased.
And then when you were done,
You were off to another one to 'do'.

I sat thinking of you,
When you were gone and through with me.
I wish I could not feel you grieving.
But I do!
I was just like you...
Before I cut my pain loose.
But your pain,
You desire to keep remaining in the gutter.

You came to leave.
I was hoping you would stay.
I was hoping...
Something you saw in my eyes,
You would recognize...
Had been lifted from deep sorrow.
But you never looked up...
To witness my approval of your 'business' visit.

I was satisfied...
Yes!
But never regard me,
As a client wishing for your return!
I am seeking someone to specialize my needs.
And although you are good...
I do not think of you as the one to qualify,
As a fireside companion!

When my embers burn...
They do so,
For the one who chooses to stay...
As we together ignite those sparks.
And you...
Are just a quick flicker.
To leave me ablaze,
Before you decide to go out!
And I am no longer about that.

I have a lifetime of logs left to simmer,
For the one who comes...
And enjoys what we can together sizzle!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Scandalous Decisions

Unleashed are the demons...
On the prowl to defeat,
Signs of correctness.
Replacing defects...
Implanted.

Scandalous decisions,
Are now under attack.
And these demons want their exclusions...
Kept in secret.
But their deceit,
Has some setbacks.

They've been caught and running from their own misdeeds.
And none of them can believe it's time to leave...
Behind their schemes of treason.

Caught and running from their own misdeeds.
And none of them can believe it's time to leave...
Behind their schemes of treason.

Bullying has lost magic.
And building up fears just-to-feed-a greed.
Has got some demons pleading.
The rights of all are doomed!
And gloom is what's ahead for those trusting...
For others to remove their lusts!

They've been caught and running from their own misdeeds.
And none of them can believe it's time to leave...
Behind their schemes of treason.

Caught and running from their own misdeeds.
And none of them can believe it's time to leave...
Behind their schemes of treason.

Scandalous decisions,
Are now under attack.
And these demons want their exclusions...
Kept in secret.
But their deceit,
Has some setbacks.

They've been caught and running from their own misdeeds.
And none of them can believe it's time to leave...
Behind their schemes of treason.

Unleashed are the demons...
On the prowl to defeat,
Signs of correctness.
Replacing defects,
Implanted.
And...
Soured demons try,
To disenchant these days.

They've been caught and running from their own misdeeds.
And none of them can believe it's time to leave...
Behind their schemes of treason.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Far, So Pleased

So far, so pleased
I like the way u touch me
I like the way u tease
No car, no keys
I had 2 get us stranded
If u know what I mean
Big scar on my knee
Begging 4 a kiss is such a dull routine
Still im...
So far, so far, so far, so pleased
So far, so fine
I find another beauty mark
With every glass of red wine
So fast the time
Everytime I have to go, I go and lose my mind
Its hard, okay
Thats what happens
When a boy and girl dont get 2 play
So far, so far, so far, so pleased
(yeah)
(come on, come on)
So far, so pleased
I like the way u touch me
I like the way u tease
No car, no keys
I could spend the night and leave at 10:15
So far, so far, so far, so pleased
Ooh-ooh yeah
So far, so pleased
Oh-ooh

song performed by by Prince
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Who Am I to Deny It Promise?

If I am not living my life today...
With the fulness that I should,
To be left feeling betrayed.
Then everyday I have lived my life,
Has been invalidated.

If I can say,
I am not living my life today.
I am dreamless without hope.
I give empty reasons to mope!
I am a vacant shell...
Existing in a hell I've created.
If I am not living my life today!

Where did I store those memories?
When did any happiness come to leave?
Why am I not pleased...
With anything that comes my way?
If I can say,
I am not living my life today!
And I breathe just to witness my breath...
Fade away into a nothingness.

If I am not living my life today...
What is this,
That IS!
And 'who' am I,
To deny 'it' promise?
Like a gift one receives...
Selfishly to leave unwrapped.
Can I honestly believe,
I am not worthy to do that?

If I am not living my life today...
Perhaps I should.
And unpack...
From sorrows deeply stacked.
Trapping my sight in darkness,
Without daylight I alone hold back.

If I am not living my life today...
With the fulness that I should,
To be left feeling betrayed.
Then everyday I have lived my life,
Has been invalidated.

And I know there is 'something' I value,
I can give!
To say 'that' is the reason,
I am here to live!
If I can remove myself...
To cast shadows,
Instead of finding an escape within them.
To live and let my life,
Be the one I have and learn to like!
Unfrightened.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Backfire

It only begins to hurt those,
Who applied misdeeds...
'Now' feeling themselves bleeding.
It only begins to hurt...
When the dirt unearths,
To reveal a stinging pain.
It only begins then...
To remove the shadows,
They've cloaked themselves within.
It only begins to hurt those,
Who applied misdeeds...
Far worse than those,
They have manipulated and deceived!
And when pain is felt like that...
A haunting from it,
Will not relieve!
The suffering torments,
And from them does not leave!
Inflicting tragedies on others...
Backfires upon them relentlessly.
Exposing their darkened ways that crushes!
With a burden they bare eternally to carry.
And there is no escaping.
What has been wished upon others,
Without a consciousness...
Comes to arrest them as they attempt to sleep.
And 'that' they no longer can do successfully!
A backfire unexpected visits.
Mentally squeezing any comforts from them known.
Increasingly as they continue to breathe!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mans Sins

GOD wants all man to make it to Heaven
While man is determined to send himself to Hell
As he will deny the law, that GOD gave us all
Then that road to heaven he will ultimately fail.
He ignores the laws that was set before us
Then he uses excuses why he did or must sin
But he cannot hide, from those deeds inside
As he will then marked before GOD and men.
He will think that he is rightous to one and all
As he will declare to all that his sins were a must
He will forget his sinful way, until judgement day
As his soul will be judged and his body will become dust.
Man thinks that all will forget the evils he has done
But in the end his deeds and acts they will all prevail
And he will be known, from the deeds that he has sewn
GOD gives out heaven, but man's determined to go to Hell.

poem by Randy McClave
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These Acts Are Often Quickly Returned

I have never understood,
Why some people would take it upon themselves...
To say or do things with evil intentions to another,
And not perceive whatever is done they do...
Will not come to be done back to them?
And...
With a doing that never ends.
Once their doings have been discovered.

And those who believe others are sensitive,
When in the acceptance of misdeeds done...
That have come to affect their lives,
Should think of their own.
Especially when condoning the temptation to perform,
An approval of blind acts of thoughtlessness!
These acts are often quickly returned.
And with a specific and swift stinging!

'That's it!
No longer will my patience be misinterpreted.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Permanent Residency

Permanent residency.
Initiated by arrogant delights,
For inciting one's will...
To implement,
Coincidential incidents meant.

Inflicting bounty hunter ways,
From aging strategies outdated these days.

And 'still' to this day...
Giving innocent children pep talks, candy and a gun.
Who are then told,
Be brave in play and do not run.
From anyone who comes to threaten.
Or stun.

Remember...
Your domain is to claim.
And this should be honored,
By 'anyone' who dares to say the same.
Fight for your right,
To name and claim!
And fight...
To uphold your honor.

Permanent residency.
This child left alone in the forest,
Afraid and yells!
'A boogie man is scaring me.
Why am I left to scream,
In this living hell?
Why am I left alone...
To return to tell stories?
Glorified with embellishment.
In exaggerated tones?

~Do as you're told!
Be brave and bold.~

And we dwell to deal with this outrageousness.
Excusing our activities that brought to us this unrest.

Seek we do to find light in increased darkness.
With protests that our interests are best kept.
But from who's perspective,
Is this professed?

Ancestors who adventured...
To domesticate the wilderness?
What necessitates,
These undending conquests?

Are those on safe shores,
Feeling more protected?
Or are those risking their necks...
At the benefit of past successes,
Reminiscing their witnessing death?

To forever rejoice,
Wounds left to inspect.
With a consciousness to haunt their choices.
As lives are minimized to diminish victories.

And still...
We with agendas left dependent,
To parade charades in masquerade.
Bleeding in a decadence marketed to praise.
Although independent thoughts...
Are promoted to satisfy,
Those motivations deeply seeded within
Hidden insecurities.

Dazing the minds of those clearly crazed,
With interpretations that offer no escape...
Not today.
From places now committed to stay.
And pay we do for discomforts never to vanish.
Never from us to drift.
With intentions to go away.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Please Excuse Me While I Kick Myself

Please excuse me,
While I kick myself...
With a bit of bruising.

Only I can do this.
And I have proven it.
You can choose to stand back and watch.
Or assist if you wish!

Please excuse me,
While I kick myself...
With a bit of bruising.

I would not say it is enjoyed.
Nor do I inflict the kicking,
With a stiffer swiftness...
I'm sure you would employ.

But since I am doing it,
Submit your suggestions...
With multiple choices,
As to why I have reasons to abuse myself...
Where others find these 'areas' comfortably spreading.
And I am not pleased to sit with ease.

Please excuse me,
While I kick myself...
With a bit of bruising.

I have discovered myself to be impatient.
And if I inflict my own pain,
The sensation of it keeps me motivated.
Applied to re-energize,
An acceptance I reject and despise.
Upon the arrival of malaise.
Many express with wishes to have stay.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Active Detractors

Active detractors,
Are the first to become highly incensed.
When their covert actions to divert attention,
Does not influence
With their negative intentions meant.

The use of slander and deceit to defeat,
A position taken or one to despised
Only increases the integrity seen,
Before those who have opened eyes.

And everything tried by those in hiding,
In the creation of more of their lies to achieve
Only exposes them to be the doers,
To be the cause of unsolved explanations.
Received by some as mysteries.
But discovered to be the reasons cloaked and undercover,
To be in the way delaying what should and could be
Successes to be believed.

And those active detractors,
Only desire blame to shame
Those who live to do good deeds to please,
All of humanity.
And not their own selfish feeding of greed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: Purify My Soul, O God

I ought to have been more careful long back,
Avoiding sins I needn’t have committed;
I want to curse myself for being slack,
I wish more good deeds I had credited.

God knows my weaknesses, my every thought;
His heart is full of mercy for earthlings;
In devils’ web, I always remained caught;
I’ve grown in wisdom from my short-comings.

O God, give me the time and chances to,
Make up for all the misdeeds of my past;
My sinful castles in the air- undo!
And purify my heart ‘fore I breathe last.

Oh, make my soul alright for Thee to dwell;
And never take me anywhere near Hell.

6-10-2001

poem by John Celes
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Navigating

The worse thing about stumbling,
Is trying to make it not appear
As a fall!

Some folks do this successfully,
Behind closed doors...
Singing flat,
To mend wounds on soured backs!
Warming bruised egos,
In shower stalls.

Others find themselves on knees,
Pleading to God,
To release them quick...
From paybacks returned,
As lessons learned received...
By the evilness of their deeds,
Coming to sit for prolonged visits!

While those who know,
That falling down shows...
Getting up,
In full public exposure...
Removes remorse,
Many inflict and endorse.

But if divorced from this prevails...
The navigating one does,
Prevents a life of great deeds
Others believe
Will leave one stunted...
Accepting to fail!

And this can not be done,
For those who dedicate themselves
To winning!
Ending the beginnings...
To see themselves in traps,
They perceive that can not be overcomed!

(Dedicated: To all who attend Capital Community College. Located in downtown Hartford, Connecticut. I decided not to dwell on the loss of my son, Michael Lawrence Demetrius Pertillar Who passed away October 11,1970.)

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sin, death

Sin and Death, those sisters two,
Two, two,
Sat together while dawned the morning.
Sister, marry! Your house will do,
Do, do,
For me, too, was Death's warning.

Sin was wedded, and Death was pleased,
Pleased, pleased,
Danced about them the day they married;
Night came on, she the bridegroom seized,
Seized, seized,
And away with her carried.

Sin soon wakened alone to weep,
Weep, weep.
Death sat near in the dawn of morning:
Him you love, I love too and keep,
Keep, keep.
He is here, was Death's warning.

poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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Whippin'

Don't need a helmet got a hard hard head
Don't need a raincoat I'm already wet
Don't need a bandage there's too much...blood...
After a while seems to roll right off...hmm...
Whipping ah...they're whipping ah...
...they're whipping ah...they're whipping...
Don't need a hand there's always arms attached
Oh don't get behind I can't fall back
Why must we trust all these rusted rails?
They don't want no change, we already have
They're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
...they're whipping, ah...they're whipping...
Don't mean to push, but I'm being shoved!
Ohh, I'm just like you, think we've had enough
I can't believe a thing they want us to...oh...
Oh, we all got scars, they should have 'em too...
Oh, they're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
...they're whipping, ah...they're whipping...
They're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
...they're whipping...yeah...they're whipping

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Sonnet: God, Have Mercy on Sinners!

Oh what horrendous crimes men commit, Lord!
-much shameless acts, unimaginably sad!
Such souls should surely meet the divine sword;
Your fine creation keeps turning so mad!

Men look aghast at men's misdeeds these days;
Our tolerance has ebbed beyond control;
Yet, awesome God permits man's criminal ways!
No one predicts God's ways and His prime goal!

We pray for souls of victims of such crimes;
God, give the survivors, Your healing touch;
These are the ‘end days' penultimate times;
Show mercy on the demonized men much!

O Lord, prevent all unfairness on earth!
Preserve the meaning, worthiness of birth!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 19-06-12

poem by John Celes
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It Is Clear You Are Not Pleased

The moment you let go,
Of what you believe is discreet.
With a keeping to yourself,
Secrets you wished not to be leaked.
You will discover others...
Who once sought to stay unexposed,
Lonely and undercover.

And for what reason?
To obviously treat yourself with treason?
Or become the last...
To pretend you live a life of happiness,
When your sad approach to living,
Is based on beliefs long passed.

The moment you let go,
Of what you believe is discreet.
With a keeping to yourself,
Secrets you wished not to be leaked.
You will discover others...
Who once sought to stay unexposed,
Lonely and undercover.

And for what reason?
It is clear you are not pleased.
With yourself...
Or anyone else who now accepts a life of ease.
You know...
Tension and uptightness free?
Maybe this is what you don't know that shows!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Evil I See In Others

The evil I see in others in my own self I see
And the so called evil people are no less evil than me
'Tis not my place to judge others leave the Law take it's course
Than us mere living mortals there is some far greater force.

Look at the power of Nature no greater force than she
She claims all living creatures yet of guilt she is free
None ever say she's evil what's evil anyway?
The words of good and evil just words that people say

About those they see as good or evil others we like to pigeon hole
Have I right to condemn others when there's darkness in my soul
I'm only good and evil come tell me what are you
Since you tell me that you have a God but to your own self are you true?

For a callous act of one individual we condemn an entire race
And people are judged by their postal address and the colour of their face
We talk of love and harmony whilst war we do embrace
By making yourself a better person you'll make the World to live in a better place.

The evil I see in others in my own self I see
But you there Mr Perfect of all sin are you free?
You say that one is evil leave that person alone
You are not one that's free of taint so you should not cast the stone.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Blood Stained

Atrocities
Made every day
Religiously
Their sins
They hide
Can never disguise
Blood stained hands
Blood stained times
Blood stained deeds
Blood stained lies
They wage their wars
Such profiteers
Will nail us all
Their crimes
Concealed
Despicably reveal
Blood stained hands
Blood stained times
Blood stained weapons
Blood stained lies
They fire at will
Intent to kill
They have no conscience
They have no conscience
Ethnic cleansing nothing more!
Blood of nations blood of war
Turn blind eyes
From all your crimes
You bare our souls
Show no remorse
You cannot wash
The bloodstains off
They turn their backs
While others
Commit grisly acts
Were scared
For life
By politicians greedy
Blood stained hands
Blood stained times
Blood stained weapons
Blood stained crimes
Blood stained lands
Blood stained minds
Blood stained deeds
Blood stained lies
And while such predators
Stalk this earth
Disguised as saints
They kill our faith
Obsessed by greed
Lying through their teeth
They cannot wash
The blood stains off

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