Crushed By Invitation
Stunted!
And prepared,
To sink in quicksand.
A rescue sent,
Has been aborted.
Left unaddressed...
Are values gone.
But held as assets!
Held as standards,
Long rusted.
To leave dust and mistrust.
Burning in bitterness.
Yearning just to lust.
Timid without guts.
Busted and medicated.
Screaming with demands.
Ignoring helping hands that come!
Stunted!
And prepared,
To sink in quicksand.
A rescue sent,
Has been aborted.
Left unaddressed...
Are values gone.
But held as assets!
Held as standards,
Long rusted.
Mistrust weighs upon their fate.
No escape awaits.
Burning in bitterness shared.
Drowning in sorrows.
Crushed by invitation!
And hushed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hold On
I was doomed riding on top a black horse.
Whatever prize there was I could only observe where the troubles starts.
Where does it end?
I cannot be cured...mmm...but if...
I know life would be different if I held on, held on.
I know I could be something if I held on.
Gave her life away. Put it in my pocket when it should've been framed.
Oh lost it's shine. Gotta' get this out of my head, out of my head.
How could it end...end like this?
I could've been...
I know life would be different had I held on, held on.
I know I could've been something had I held on, held on.
I know I could be something if I held on, held on.
I know life would be different if I held on, held on.
Held on, held on, if I held on, held on, if I held on, held on, if I held on.
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Quicksand of Lust
Walking through the jungle
All of the sudden, you’re stuck
With him
Such a happy occasion
Such good luck
You're with him in the quicksand of lust
It's going very slowly
But it's okay
As long as you're together
Nothing else matters in the quicksand of lust
Halfway through
And you're still together
Things look bad
He produces a lever, and pulls himself out
You are left in the quicksand of lust
Nearly over your head
You begin to panic
You're starting to submerge even quicker
Oh no, what’s, this what happened?
You suffocate, alone, in the quicksand of lust
poem by Salimah Davis
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Dream Somehow
Come to the rescue now
Come to the rescue and stay for a little while
Come to the burning house
All of the ladybugs children are screaming fire
Come to the rescue now
Chorus
Tomorrow may change--tomorrow may change
Or it may never come
Tomorrow may change--tomorrow may change
But it may never come
Turn around--turn around--turn around--what do you see
Come to the rescue now
Come to the rescue before all our worlds collide
Life is a dream somehow
Life is speck of dust lodged in gods eye
Life is a dream somehow
Come to the rescue now
Come with a mission and come with a broken heart
Life is a dream somehow
Life is a dream and our lives are a world apart
Come to the rescue now
Chorus
Come to the rescue
Life is a dream somehow
Life is a nightmare and life is a bitter pill
(life is a dream somehow)
Life is a disneyland ride which is better still
Come to the rescue now
Life is a drowning pool
Life is a circus for fools just like you and me
Life is a mortal coil
Wrapped in cheap tin foil on a kitchen sink
Come to the rescue now
Chorus
Dreams somehow, come to the rescue now . . .
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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These are Values and Standards Kept Within
Deliberate and scheduled maintenance,
Prevents foundations from becoming weak.
Boosts and bolsters securities monitored
And reflects a respect given.
Twenty four hours,
Each and every day each week.
A pride is shown!
With a discipline that seems to be attached,
To unquestioned competence.
A strength beams to gleam in a constant glow.
And support of it is given, bestowed and not hidden.
As if understood and unmistakably comprehended.
These are Values and Standards Kept Within
These are values and standards,
Kept within.
Kept within.
Kept within.
These are values and standards,
Kept within.
Kept within.
Kept within.
These are Values and Standards Kept Within
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thinking It To Be Cemented
Dried dirt and water mixed,
Can and will produce thick mud.
Depending on the amount.
And making a leisurely walk through it,
An experience many will find unpleasant.
No one brags with a standing in quicksand.
Craving chocolate to taste...
Instead of a rope or a tree branch,
Held by someone to rescue them...
From a dire circumstance.
But then...
Who would blindly step into quicksand,
Thinking it to be cemented...
By the falling of Autumn leaves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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National markets are held together by shared values and confidence in certain minimum standards. But in the new global market, people do not yet have that confidence.
quote by Kofi Annan
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Someone Elected, Liked and Popular
Someone has to be held responsible,
For allowing people to make wrong decisions.
Someone has to be held accountable,
For allowing people to dismiss their values.
And adopt standards that unleashed upon them...
An onslaught of disrespect.
With a lack of discipline...
Their blind mindsets enjoyed and accepted.
Someone has to be held responsible,
For the blatant theft and rise of crime.
Someone elected, liked and popular...
To lead and guide them out of shadows,
Should have had their interests protected.
And their choices made,
More closely inspected.
With a voice of concern...
Their way of life has been neglected.
And they someday will pay!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gone Unaddressed
They would like to excuse their degradations.
With their hands-on implementation of it.
To accuse others for standards and values...
Placed upon them from 'out-of-the-blue'.
And for generations there had been success,
By using the media to focus on this unrest.
With eyes focused upon the urban areas.
While the desperate needs of these folks...
Were purposely left gone unaddressed.
Well...
Those days are slowly moving on.
With a revelation...
That has come to unmask the perpetrators.
And a host of them,
Professed to be religiously those upright citizens.
For photo-ops in daylight to capture their fixed smiles.
With intentions to deceive and bleed with misdeeds,
In darkness.
Where demons like these spread and leave their bile!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Held Up With Just A Stick
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick,
It seems...
Held up with just a stick,
One's head...
Held up with just a stick,
Their arms and their legs...
Needing to be fed.
And...
Held up with just a stick,
One's pride...
Held up with just a stick,
Two eyes and two ears...
Living poverty so near,
To...
Famish it is clear.
And...
Held up with just a stick,
Hunger.
Held up with just a stick,
Life!
Held up with just a stick,
Blight!
And those who fight death in their sight.
Held up with just a stick,
Life!
Held up with just a stick,
Pride!
Held up with just a stick,
Blight!
And those who fight death in their sight.
Held up with just a stick,
And...
There's no benefit to it.
Held up with just a stick,
Life!
Held up with just a stick,
Pride!
Held up with just a stick,
Blight!
And living this is NOT a gift.
Held up with just a stick,
And...
There's no benefit to it.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Subjective Objectivity
Shallow.
Too hollow to perceive
One victimized by their deeds
Was not far beyond reach...
Of mental observation.
Shallow.
They who fed from prolonged contentment,
Resented lives led...
But refused to change!
Refused to see,
A bitterness contained stunted their stagnation!
Remaining in sustained defiance they stand.
With subjective objectivity...
They ensured they would be left behind!
Enduring the nothingness cultivated in their minds.
And willing to share their findings!
In caves where they dig in pursuit of light...
Ignoring the fading voices of rescue!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Who Did The Shunning
Once done...
And in retrospect,
As one reflects!
Being ostracized,
By those finding,
Others not living up...
To either their standards,
Or expectations...
Should leave many today,
Feeling thankful and quite blessed.
At least they already know...
They will be the last ones called upon,
To help rescue those...
Out from the depths of their standards.
And a call to participate in doing so...
Will not come from those who did the shunning.
Not those with their values and lifestyles to protect.
Not those active in doing the ostracizing done...
With a tasteful pretense and social precision,
Years they had placed in effective rejection.
This from them will not be addressed!
They have too much awaiting on their plates today...
To attempt any escape from embarrassment.
Those chests puffed up are covered in dirt!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Since I Held You
I really love the way you talk
I dont mind sayin so
And oo I love it when you da-ance
So silky slow
O baby please dont go
I know you refuse to get involved
You wont help me out none
You run around like a paperdoll
Pretending its fun
O baby please dont run
Somethin in the night just dont sit right
Looks like Im gonna be up all night, yeah
Its been such a long time
Since I held you
I said its been such a long time
Since I held you
Oo oo such a long time
Since I held you
I wont forget the way you said
It doesnt bother you much
Tutor impressions in your he-ead
Just before the last touch
That meant so much
Somethin in the night just dont sit right
Looks like Im gonna be up all night, yeah
Its been such a long time
Since I held you
I said its been such a long time
Since I held you
Oo oo such a long time
Since I held you
Its been a long time
Its been a long time
Its been a long time
Such a long time
Well, its been a long, long time
I said its been a long, long time
Its been a long time
Since I held you
Oo oo such a long time
Since I held you
song performed by by Cars
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Effective Etiquette
Representing a decadence this is...
Represents its existence,
As it is and this is clear.
To uphold values and standards,
Many rush to come to defend...
Is hypocritical in presentation.
When a marketing of decadence,
Does not offend.
Until...
One elected,
To sit in a prestigious position...
Lies and denies a taste for lust.
With an innocence trusted,
Adored by those upper crust.
But...
That trust becomes busted.
And pretentiousness kept,
Becomes betrayed.
And those who know...
Their values and standards,
Meet an acquired effective etiquette...
Are seen to be embarrassed,
By a smearing done to their politcal correctness!
Oh...
What a feeble web they live to weave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quick Sand Of Time
I sink into oblivion
On the quicksand of Time
As neither violet nor gray shade
Hold any good.
The fragrance and flower
The aroma and earth
No more hold any good
As I sink into the quicksand of Time.
The youth and age
No more hold any good
As the opening note of the lullaby
And the closing note of the dirge
Sound jarring to my ears
As I sink into the quicksand of Time.
No. Of Course Not
They are right.
Standards and values have been ruined.
A quality of life has been slipping down the drain.
Nothing depicted as a wholesomeness,
No longer exists.
Nothing of it seems to remain.
And those elected to represent their interests...
Seem to have turned their backs on this.
And yet this acknowledgement...
Appeared from nowhere overnight.
Who possibly could be held accountable,
For keeping so many blinded and totally unaware?
Could it be...
The lust for greed and the various varieties of it?
No.
Of course not.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Thought I Held You
You're like a moon that's full,
Across a sea of foam
I'm the sky you've been burning
I don't think you even understand
I thought I held you by the hand
I thought I held you
I'm like a songwriter;
You're the reason I've run out,
Run out of metaphors
I don't think you even understand
I thought I held you by the hand
I thought I held you
I thought I held you
song performed by by Wilco
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My Castle In The Sand
I held on tightly to my child
Tightly i held on
The waves were crashing overhead
But still i did hold on.
The waters drove us up the street
Past where friends and i would meet
Dashing down their houses
And leaving not much there
But i held yes i held on
And on my lips there was a prayer
That these torrents would not make me weak
That somehow i would find
Some calm some peace some easiness
And the earthquake left behind
I held on god i held on
To that tender little hand
She was now my sole ambition
And my castle in the sand.
I caught my breath
A hundred times
A hundred times or more
All that i was grasping was
Her clothes and nothing more.
poem by David Keig
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Here to Rescue You
I caught you drifting.
In the midst of dark shadows,
There...
Claiming fear.
With a hope,
More comes along.
I am not surprised,
My eyes have been opened wide.
And with hindsight in view...
Sifting through wishes incomplete.
One stays with me,
To make come true!
I am here,
To rescue you!
Like me you have been your own victim.
Closed within by a bitterness,
Sitting feeling an emptiness...
You wish was not hidden so well.
It isn't!
I realized that when I visited,
My own inhabitions.
Let them go.
The teachings you have come to know.
To keep you fooled,
In desperate yearning.
Those lessons I knew and learned then well,
Too.
I am here to rescue you!
Take my hand I once kept disguised.
With a wish not to be touched or be held.
Celebrating misery.
In a hell I brought upon myself.
And knew too well.
Yes,
I caught you drifting.
In the midst of dark shadows,
There...
Claiming fear.
With a hope,
More comes along.
No...
I am not surprised,
My eyes have been opened wide.
And with hindsight in view...
Sifting through wishes incomplete.
One stays with me,
To make come true!
I am here,
To rescue you!
I am glad my heart persisted.
And so glad am I,
Time permitted this!
Fight together we will.
To undo the chains of your despair.
I had been there.
Isolated in my own awareness.
Take my hand I once kept disguised.
With a wish not to be touched or be held.
Celebrating misery.
In a hell I brought upon myself.
And knew too well.
Claiming fear.
With a hope,
More comes along.
I did that too!
I am here,
To rescue you!
Together we belong.
We do.
We do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Living Their Lives On A Part-Time Basis
There is nothing left one can express,
To a mindset tumbling in outer space...
About the importance of securing one's identity.
And how that connects,
To maintaining one's dignity with a keeping it in place.
Some living their lives on a part-time basis,
Would not understand a full-time commitment.
The thought of it would mean being held accountable.
With a facing of challenges without a single escape.
And without a safety net permitted to catch a heart that breaks.
How can anyone provide rescue,
To someone that argues the values...
Of surrounding themselves in total darkness.
As if to re-enact the living within a womb...
Frightened by the prospects of being shown the light.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But It Is to Your Interests
'We are against him.
He proposes to redistribute the wealth.
And that is not our interests.'
Oh?
But it is to your interests,
To maintain a drain on the economy
With trillions of dollars...
To give to a few,
With hypocritical views...
You campaign to keep.
To rescue with a 'bailout'
In a brainwashing of those who follow,
Standards and values that deplete them of reality!
'He wishes to inflict upon us socialistic values! '
And you...
Wish to keep those in need.
As you continue feeding your greed!
In a democracy that bleeds.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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