Declared Jackass
Many have been taught and conditioned,
To tolerate your indignities.
As if you were some deity,
In a temporary stupor.
Preparing to announce,
A healing of hypocrisies!
That has you itching to free...
Of flies and fleas.
You may be drunk as a skunk...
And intoxicated with over rated self importance.
But there has been one too many episodes,
Of forgiving and forgetting your actions done.
Compared against your absent,
And nonexisting good intentions!
Did I mention...
You are disgusting?
The only reason for the attention you adore!
And 'if' anyone believes you have value,
As a human being?
That 'may' be God!
Although He can not be too pleased!
Everytime you call His name...
You have been found inebriated,
Pleading on your wobbled knees!
And God knows,
I have a lot of work to do myself.
On more than just inflating my ego!
However...
That is the difference between you...
A declared jackass.
And me!
Not a task I accept to pass.
I can be a fool but I am no damn donkey!
And you have held onto that title for quite sometime.
Finding opportunity to dine on complaints and whines.
Proving your skills have gone unchallenged!
And the tolerance of it has gone into overtime!
The day nears and has got to come!
Since the smell of your heaving,
Has pissed off everyone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Self Inflicted Issues
When an environment of people,
Are taught and conditioned...
To accept ignorance and disrespect themselves,
With a freedom to do this and integrity they lack.
The expectations of them healing from their ailments,
And self inflicted issues...
Is not going to happen with a waving of a magic wand.
When minds are noticed to be hypnotized and absent,
Of nonexistent identites...
Those people look at themselves as the enemy.
When an environment of people,
Are taught and conditioned...
To accept ignorance and disrespect themselves,
Those people look at one another as the enemy.
When an environment of people,
Are taught and conditioned...
To accept ignorance and disrespect themselves,
Those people look at one another as the enemy.
When minds are noticed to be hypnotized and absent,
Of nonexistent identites...
Those people look at themselves as the enemy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Extremely pissed* off.
I shall castrate the religious oppressors and feed them their scrotums, as they've castrated our minds with their disgusting morals for generations. I speak of a matter of human evolution, most are conditioned and desensitized by society, taught to accept other's beliefs, the truth of the matter is disgusting and infuriating. Think of the history they destroyed, mayans, incas, aztecs, summerians, egyptians, well, fucking* everything to be exact. Millions of tablets, scrolls and artifacts were destroyed because they didn't tell you to lick God's ass and be a good ignorant little sheep. For all we know the ancients had trucks and cranes to help them build pyramids and shit, but Constantine, the author of the new testament, got their first. And think of the god damned scientific advancements that would have been made so much earlier if people would remove Jehova's phallic member from their anus, We would have attained our current understanding of the universe in the middle ages. In sum, anyone who believes in religion is a damned fool and must be killed, we must out grow this filth and focus on our scientific knowledge and become more technologically adept you ignorant mother fuckers*.
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Held Accountable
We all seek to get attention.
But many who wish it to get,
Pay little of it to others to mention.
We all want to be understood.
And if we could,
Describe ourselves...
With the having of no flaws at all.
We would like to have others seen,
As treating us indifferently...
When our good intentions are interpreted,
To be deceiving misdeeds.
And...
Some people wish not to be responsible,
For their own actions.
Preferring to place the blame,
For their responsibilities unclaimed...
On the back of someone else,
To be held accountable.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Center Of Attention
Doesn't it seem as if,
The one most opinionated...
As to who should do what to get things done,
Is seldom the one to show proof of doing anything...
Others can criticize.
People will lie on others when given the opportunity.
Especially if another is conveniently absent.
With a doing without an equal and shared mutual expertise,
That is exchanged in public in the presence of another accused...
As quickly as those opinions by one are given?
Usually it's just that one verbally attacking behind another's back.
Isn't it?
People will lie on others when given the opportunity.
Especially if another is conveniently absent.
Loving to be the center of attention without being interrupted.
And proving to have an ability to do it!
To boost one's acceptance and appeal.
While keeping one's insecurities from being revealed.
Even though this can not remain concealed without being exposed.
People will lie on others when given the opportunity.
Especially if another is conveniently absent.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unless Amnesia Comes to Dance
Forgiveness?
I admit...
I can say it.
I suggest to others,
They should do it.
However...
In my heart,
There's a conflict.
I have no problem with,
Forgiving myself.
That took awhile for me to accept,
Doing that!
But the process and the concept?
It seems as though it is expected,
That I should do it...
Regardless of what is said or done.
By those who say they are just having fun!
At 'my' expense!
With a conscious intention directed.
And meant!
Since God knows I still have some things to work out...
I am sure He will forgive IF I am a little reluctant,
To attach the forgetting to that forgiveness!
There are 'some' situations that have happened...
I ain't forgetting, period!
Unless amnesia comes to dance with my awareness.
And I hope that is understood,
By some folks that will always be up to no good!
And somehow...
I want them reminded.
And once again...
I will be the first to forgive myself!
Praying to God for understanding...
That I could not wait for Him to give attention,
To a case that needed a decision made immediately!
With the hopes that the wings awaiting my arrival,
Will not be tainted by my actions!
That's why I am quick to apologize...
Upon delivering a surprise like that!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Only For The Weak
I can't tolerate your sadness
cause it's me you're drowning
I won't allow any hapiness
cause everytime you laugh, I feel so guilty
"I blame the needs that you feed
cause selfish eyes would not see"
Am I forced to have any regret?
I've become the lie, beutiful and free
In my righteous own mind
I adore and preach the insanity you gave
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
No need for sympathy, it's only for the weak)
On bleeding knees I accept my fate
I've lost the ability to paint the clouds
cause it's me you're draining
I'm stuck in this slow-motion dark day
cause everytime you run, I fall behind
"Far away is a place where I hide
the truth that have to be locked away"
And so I hear my voice again
The tale of the bitter man, here I am
Shake the silence and hear what it says
The tranquil pride that become the lie
song performed by by In Flames
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Permanent Reminder Of A Temporary Feeling
By: jimmy buffett
She was no marine back from the philippines
She was their pride and joy, their incarnation
Her parents viewed the chief with shock and disbelief
Looking for some other explanation
The indian on her back was poised for an attack
She said a tatoo is a badge of validation
But the truth of the matter is far more revealing
Its a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Permanent reminder
Of a temporary feeling
Amnesiac episodes that never go away
Its no complex momemto its not set of revealing
Just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Vegas in the rain
Drunk on cheap champagne
He hears out of tune synthesized chapel bells painfully ringing
Wheres his limo ride
Whos this foreign bride
Is that really elvis spinning around the ceiling
Permanent reminder
Of a temporary feeling
Forgotten fabrications in the chapels of love
Whats this ring on his finger
Why is he kneeling
Shes just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Chromosomes and genes
Spawn these fateful scenes
Evolution can be mean
Theres no dumbass vaccine
Blame your dna
Youre a victim of your fate
Its human nature to miscalculate
To make up for the fight
They go out for the night
Sex drugs and rock n roll seem like the easiest answer
But a short nine months later
Theres no way of concealing
That permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Permanent reminder
Of a temporary feeling
Amnesiac episodes that never go away
Complex momentos not subtle revealings
Just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Shake You Donkey Up
Here he come again
Dress in all that skin
Like he was still human being
Look at he long ears
And he big brown eyes
And with them truth he is seeing
Isnt it a shame you kicked that girl
Isnt it a shame she kicked you back, jackass
She really shake you donkey up
She really make you donkey up
She really shake you donkey up, quite a packet
How she carry you
Over thick and thin ice
You still dug you spurs in
Now you forced to walk
Laden down with shame
Its not just you back thats hurting
Now children saddle him for riding
Pick a fight with love and she will
Tan your hide in
She really shake you donkey up
She really shake you donkey up
Shake you donkey!
song performed by by Xtc
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No Reception for Laughs
When they are toddlers,
Playing good and bad guys...
Having fun.
No one in this quiet neighborhood,
Believes anything wrong is done.
Buy them cars,
For getting good grades.
Pay they get for 'A's on reports.
Have them wonder why...
'B's aren't well received!
These are values...
Fed and tested to our youth!
Game dangers with strangers,
They are taught throughout life to pursue!
So many aren't raised,
And crazed on fantasies praised!
One mind carries a disrespect and always has.
The other mind protects,
A peace released expected.
Proving and showing...
Lives lived without class,
Dangling on links from a past
Not connected.
Usually...
Gets the loser kicked in the ass!
The one deluded to defend values based on plastic...
Cracks and crumbles!
Finding it sad,
Actions provoked...
Invokes no reception for laughs!
Buy them guns...
When they are toddlers,
Playing good and bad guys...
Having fun.
No one in this quiet neighborhood,
Believes anything wrong is done.
When nothing done wrong is always admitted,
Blistering truth upsets when it comes!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Good To Know
Good to know
It is good to know all
Acquaint nicely and pay a call
Accept or reject by simple choice
Never fool a person with false promises
World is full of different people
Some extend help and others create trouble
Yet we accept them as mere compulsion
There is full knowledge but we raise no question
It is equally good to love everybody
But that should not be the botheration for anybody
If they poke unnecessarily and interfere
They should be told frankly without fear
In doing so you may avoid the company of few
Pay scant respect and never accept their views
In normal dealing that may stand good
The difference or choice is clearly understood
We may be feeling uneasy with lot many of them
We have no means to tackle but receive unnecessary blame
Such people cause irritation in mind
We go all out to shut the door and wish never to find
Some are irrational and few may be really concerned
They may come to rescue when really cornered
Any assistance, that may be needed, is sincerely offered
It is nice to reciprocate in a manner even if opinion is differed
We will have to choose the people of lesser evils
Some may try to over impose and try to grill
Yet human mind is such that you can't avoid
We have to meet the challenge and fill the void
We may want to disregard someone but can't do
The situation may force us to reason and pass through
That may create irritation but serve the purpose
In that case we must know the human art and put in use
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Smell of a Dog
I love the way a dog smells.
Ever since I was a boy,
I have loved the smell of a dog's paws,
leathery pads, edged with fur,
that absorb the rich, musty fragrances
of where the dog and I have been
in our adventures together.
I love the smell of the top of a dog's head,
where the fur is smoother than at any other
part of the animal
and is usually cleaner, too.
The top-of-the-head smell is fresher than the paw,
more like the smell of a little boy's hair
at the end of a summer's day in the sun.
I don't mind
the faint smell of skunk on a dog,
(but only if it's faint) .
Snuggling down for a nap
with my skunk flavored companion
lying next to me
puts me back in another time,
when the world was new,
waiting to be explored and discovered
by my friends and me and our dogs;
when the little lame balloon man
was simply another reason to wonder.
Leave Them Alone
Leave them alone,
With their induced indoctrinations.
They have become intoxicated,
With addictions believed!
And these inflictions,
Have left them afflicted...
In mindsets neglected,
To be left deranged.
Whether or not...
They decide they must change!
This is not their decision...
To accept or remain the same.
They can not conceive,
That the only thing real
Is the breath they breathe.
And when the time comes,
Reality will stun them.
They will not accept it!
Although with their eyes they will see!
With wishes to reject it.
They have been conditioned...
They are superior than life itself.
And there is no match,
For the 'brains' they alone maintain!
Leave them alone!
From this revealing shock...
They can not flee.
It is beyond their scope...
Of divisions of religions,
Or mindless racist inequities!
Let them find out for themselves...
That this existence experienced,
Broadens the concept of possibilities!
And self righteous implications,
Of a non-entity such as their 'purities'!
Are what they are...
Prefabrications!
These are but just a few...
Deceptions to be undone to redo!
Coming to enlighten.
Head-on without a preview.
Leave them alone!
They are no challenge for what confronts!
And they will discover that,
On their own!
Leave them alone...
To tolerate an ignorance,
They have shown they alone have condoned.
There will be no tolerance...
For such an accepted wickedness to enlist!
Leave them alone,
To discover the true Wizard of their Oz!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forgiving You Was Easy
Forgiving you was easy but forgetting seems to take the longest time
I just keep thinking and your memory is forever on my mind
You know I'll always love you and I can't forget the days when you were mine
Forgiving you is easy but forgetting seems to take the longest time
The bitter fruit of anger growing from the seeds of jealousy
Oh what a heartache but I forgive the things you said to me
Cause I believe forgiving is the only way that I'll find peace of mind
And forgiving you is easy but forgetting seems to take the longest time
The years have passed so quickly as once again fate steals a young man's dreams
Of all the golden years and growing old together you and me
You asked me to forgive you-you said there was another on your mind
Forgiving you is easy but forgetting seems to take the longest time
Forgiving you is easy but forgetting seems to take the longest time
song performed by by Willie Nelson, lyrics by Willie Nelson from Me & Paul (February 1985)
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No More 'Scha-nookie Dookie' Made
You say you married a skunk.
And I feel more like a monk on a donkey.
All I get to hear is junk.
With lots of lumps on me you dump.
You say you married a skunk.
And I feel more like a monk on a donkey.
No more quick done rabbit humps.
With less hops from a bed that jumped.
I hear our neighbors say,
How I treat you nasty everyday.
That's your way of mutilation.
I hear our neighbors say,
What I do and how I spend my pay.
You've been putting our business in their way.
And you will pay for that one day.
Your humiliation has decayed.
And your wicked stubbornness is sick.
No matter who you get to defend your...
Schanookie dookie that you make.
You say you married a skunk.
And I feel more like a monk on a donkey.
All I get to hear is junk.
With lots of lumps on me you dump.
You say you married a skunk.
And I feel more like a monk on a donkey.
No more quick done rabbit humps.
With less hops from a bed that jumped.
And no more 'scha-nookie dookie' made.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forgiveness
Forgiveness is an act that works through God;
Forgiveness is an act of God in man;
Forgiveness is the work of God’s great love;
Forgiveness is an art that man must learn!
Men with good sense will restrain their anger;
Such men defer their anger for long times;
To forgive transgressions is man’s glory;
To hold one’s tongue is done by people smart.
Forgiving is an act almost divine;
Forgiving is something not all can do;
Forgiving someone is too tough at times;
Forgiving fully is done by just few!
To preach is easy; forgiving is tough;
Forgiving is an honor of men wise;
If God should forgive us, we must forgive;
Like God, we must be slow to anger too.
‘Forgive those who sin against us, ’ tells Christ;
To gain God’s forgiveness, we must then, first;
There is no limit to forgive someone;
Forgiveness is a virtue Jesus taught.
One who forgives has no revenge in heart;
One who forgives has no hate from the start;
‘Forgive and God will forgive you, ’ says Lord.
Forgiving plants the seed of love of God.
When all are sinners, forgiveness is prime;
By doing so, we gain the love of God;
Through forgiveness, our tolerance will grow;
For prayers to be heard, forgive right now!
A man with grudge is like a fruitless tree!
Grudge can stand in-between you and heaven!
Spare no occasion of forgiving men;
Judge not others but show mercy on them!
We turn like God when we forgive others;
Forgiving earns more souls for God, brothers!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-13-2009
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Good Love
Everytime I get to see you
I get this feelin
Its so fuzzy inside
And as soon as I walk away from you
Im still tasting your kiss
Saving it in my mind
Its not everyday I find
A guy that makes me smile all the time
Not the way that you do
All the guys I thought I used to love
Compared to you they dont match up
They got nothing on you
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
Baby you got somethin special
That has me thinking of settling down
Youre the one my mama told me
Would sooner or later one day finally come around
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
You bring me joy
And you bring me much pleasure
I could never see myself leaving you ever
Your soft touch is good and it cant get no better
You have got my mind so caught up
Im drunk off of your good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
I think I found a good good good love
The kind that will put it on you
The kind that you wanna hold on to
I think I found a good good good love
We can be lovers and friends too
And theyll do anything for you
A good love
song performed by by TLC
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Brainwashed
You look like a real human being
But you dont have a mind of your own
Yeah, you can talk, you can breathe
You can work, you can stitch, you can sew
But youre brainwashed
Yes you are, yes you are
Get down on your knees
Youve got a job and a house
And a wife, and your kids and a car
Yeah, youre conditioned to be
What they want you to be
And be happy to be where you are
Yes you are
Get down on your knees
Get down on your knees
The aristocrats and bureaucrats
Are dirty rats
For making you what you are
Theyre up there and you re down here
Youre on the ground and theyre up with the stars
All your life theyve kicked you around and pushed you around
Till you cant take any more
To them youre just a speck of dirt
But you dont want to get up off the floor
Mister youre just brainwashed
They give you social security
Tax saving benefits that grow at maturity
Yeah, youre conditioned to be
What they want you to be
And to do what they want you to
Yes you are, yes you are
Get down on your knees
song performed by by Kinks
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Fault and Reason
All day today,
I've noticed you.
There in my mind,
To remind me,
I've changed!
So much to you,
I wish to say.
Things I've said in the past...
Have faded from my grasp.
And those times I was wrong,
You were there...
Without hesitation,
As I stayed and played a fool.
Finding myself now...
I do not contemplate,
To accept fault and reason...
Why we needed to separate.
All day today,
I've noticed you.
There in my mind,
To remind me,
I've changed!
So much to you,
I wish to say.
Things I've said in the past...
Have faded from my grasp.
I can't pretend,
I am hurting from within.
All my flaws are there to view...
Without you.
Without me.
Without us...
There is no trusting!
Finding myself now...
I do not contemplate.
It was me I had deceived.
And in me you kept believing.
Finding myself now...
I do not contemplate,
To accept fault and reason...
Why we needed to separate.
So much to you,
I wish to say.
Things I've said in the past...
Have faded from my grasp.
And has taught me a lesson,
At last!
And forgiveness from you,
I wish to ask!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Veterans of The Blues
They've got skills.
And they talk about this,
With prowess on the streets!
They have tackled ever situation...
In inebriated fashion!
As if descriptions of their gifts,
Explores an unshown motivation.
Induced with intoxicated wit...
Hoping to impress those,
Who have heard this all before!
Veterans of the blues...
Passing through time,
And wasting it as they choose.
Everyday.
Applying their habits,
With nothing else to offer.
Nothing of validity!
But a liquored breath on words they say!
Veterans of the blues.
Starving from lack of motivation!
Issues they have had.
And glad to share them.
As they drag their feet...
From corner to corner as they greet!
And when anyone walks pass...
Conversations to rehash the past does not last!
Many step fast,
As these 'veterans' wonder and ask themselves...
Why the tunes they daily sing,
Aren't given a chance to bring...
An interest that secures an attention,
To talents they claim to be theirs...
But go ignored!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In 'My' World I Am The Do Do
In 'my' world...
I am the 'do-do'.
No gifts of grief,
Will anyone leave.
No complaints of pain...
Or headaches do I accept,
For an exchange of my peace of mind.
There was a time I would drop,
My priorities.
To sit and listen to someone moan.
To show them I was there,
And they were not alone!
There was a time I would stop,
In my tracks.
To carry a load,
Someone else had on their back.
To give unconditional friendship.
Without a thought about that!
Then one day I was in need.
Knowing in my heart...
Someone would come to my rescue.
I damn near was crawling on my knees.
Until I witnessed myself...
Being made to play the fool.
With folks caring less,
What it was I was going through!
In 'my' world...
I am the 'do-do'.
To stink when I wish.
And caring less who likes it.
When I move,
My eyes are focused.
With my needs to meet first.
I 'may'...
Depending on my mood.
Choose to be less self serving.
However,
Whatever I decide...
I will not waste a second,
In debate.
In 'my' world...
I am the 'do-do'.
No gifts of grief,
Will anyone leave.
No complaints of pain...
Or headaches do I accept,
For an exchange of my peace of mind.
I am not living my life,
As an option someone can find...
To play with!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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