Deep In Belief
I have stopped caring about what others think of me.
That did not aid my productivity.
Or put a dime in my pocket!
Which today is worth a diminishing dollar!
Those who still believe they have powers to persuade,
Should start in their homes.
And put an end to their own disarray.
'That' would begin the mending of their illnesses!
Of this...
I remain deep in belief!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Dollar Stores Feb 6th 2011
There’s some guy or girl out in China right now making stuff,
For me and you in the dollar store and it’s never enough,
Inside a plastic package that’s very hard to pull apart,
How did all this come about and when did it all start?
And they usually have enough cashiers so I can get out,
Not like some stores where a lack of cashiers put me in deep doubt,
But the dollar store passing multitudes, seem cheerful enough,
Although they have to sell one hell of a pile of dollar stuff.
I just hope the present national relationships persist,
And we don’t start behaving like the others don’t exist,
And the dollar stores remain where they are for a long long time,
Because at the dollar store, you can save a lot more than a dime
Feb 6th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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Friends
Friends are those who never
run away when times start getting tough.
They remain constantly at your side,
holding your hand
until the danger has long passed.
They never look the other way
when you need them most of all,
but remain always at your side
caring and sharing their all.
Friends like these are treasures
worth more than money can afford,
for there is no price you can put
on friends like these.
They come along
when you need them most
and remain with you forever more.
poem by David Harris
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100,000 Pennies
I broke into the bank on Sunday,
You should see the money I got.
I couldn't drag it home 'til Monday,
'Cause it sure weighed an awful lot.
Then I sat down to count it,
And much to my surprise,
A whole lotta little brown, little round coins,
Rolled out before my eyes
Chorus:
I've got a hundred thousand dollars worth of pennies,
Not a solitary dollar or a dime,
And I don't believe there's many,
Rich men with a problem like mine.
And I don't think this is any
Kind of ending to a perfect crime.
I've got a hundred thousand dollars worth of pennies,
And I'm spendin' it a penny at a time!
Now a steak sure would taste delicious,
And I've forgot how a beer would feel,
But the man just might get suspicious,
If I gave him eight hundred pennies for a meal.
So I guess I'll just weigh myself again,
And buy me another stick of gum,
I've got a hundred thousand dollars worth of pennies, Lord!
And I'm livin' like a penniless bum!
Chorus:
I've got a hundred thousand dollars worth of pennies,
Not a solitary dollar or a dime,
And I don't believe there's many,
Rich men with a problem like mine.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Too Much Of Heaven (rough Edit)
Too much of heaven
Can bring you underground
Heaven
Can always turn around
Too much of heaven
A life and soul hell bound
Heaven
The killer makes no sound
They're still talk about money
That's right and too much of heaven
C'mon my friend
Ley me tell you what it's all about
It's called money dependence today
And people just keep going on looking at the dollar bill
And nothing else around them
No love no friendship nothing else
Just the dollar bill coming on into their pocket
Into their bank account and that's
Too much of heaven bringing them underground
Let me tell you what it's all about
It's called money dependence today
And people just keep going on looking at the dollar bill
And nothing else around them
No love no friendship nothing else
Just the dollar bill coming on into their pocket
Into their bank account
The answer
Is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing
Oh let me tell you what it's all about
Too much of heaven bring you underground
song performed by by Eiffel 65
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Having-Less-Is-More
Money isn't 'everything' you know?
'Ooooohhh mon ami,
Big dummy you!
YOUR money may not be 'everything'.
Or not nearly what it use to be.
However...
SOMEWHERE someone is spending it,
Caring less about your limitation.
Or who has good or bad or indifferent credit.
And they have yet to accept greed as a motive,
To live a happy life! '
I am not referring to foreigners,
I am talking about us...
Living today in 'this' country.
'Oh?
I see.
So you've already adopted,
That 'Having-Less-Is-More' attitude?
Good for you.
You make me proud.
But as for me...
Give me a ten dollar bill anytime.
Even a five dollar bill,
Seems less than a dollar these days.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's More Than Something You Can Intellectualize
There's a lot more to caring than knowing
There's a lot more to caring than saying
There's a lot more to caring than thinking
You can 'know' you care
Think you care
Convince yourself you care, even think that you genuinely care
But that really isn't fair
If your actions don't match
The attitude of caring
The attitude of loving
It's more
It's more than those who love you
More than those who care for you
It's the ones who don't
It's the ones you don't know
It's those, it's them, they need you most
You can't just walk away
Caring is more than something you can think about
You can't be compassionate and ignore a need
You can't fulfill every need
Where is compassion?
Where is caring?
If it's so much more, what is it that we have?
Is it worth trying?
Won't you fail?
But you forget
Caring is more
It's more than something you can intellectualize
It's more than a concept
It's more than thinking
More than knowing
More than even an action
Caring is a lifestyle
For all those around you
Even beyond yourself
O and one more thing caring isn't about caring about
Yourself.
poem by David Knox
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Not Afrocentric Enough
Years ago...
They acted as if,
I was an embarrassment to them.
Not Afrocentric enough.
Even though I had identity,
Branded on my 'strut-and-stuff'!
My name, Lawrence Suhuba
Yuroban selected.
Doubling the meaning of my given name.
Suhuba (Lawrence) now Lawrence S.
Proud of my heritage and having no shame!
None to confess.
Today I 'strut' with my stuff all over the internet.
Doing what I've done most of my life.
And that's write.
And I might have been an embarrassment to them then...
But 'them' not feeling comfortable to be who they are now,
Should embarrass them more!
Since having no identity today,
Makes little sense since everything folks have lived for...
To impress with materialism has diminished in value.
And everything they are has been invested in it!
My head is held high...
Most times.
If I am not in deep thought!
And...
I might not have a dime in my pocket.
Most times,
My mind tells me I'm worth millions!
And I look to the ground,
Just to make sure I'm not dropping any of it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Million Dollar Face
You were hungry for the lights,
You spent your nights with socialites
Youre a million-dollar baby
With the million dollar blues
And you only gave your time to people you could use
Million dollar face with million dollar grace
You got off to a real bad start
Million dollar face in million dollar lace
You wound with a two cent heart
You were mine for just a little while
But true to style and with a smile you said,
I have to leave you, baby, hold me one more time
cause I know where I should be and its a long hard climb
Million dollar face with million dollar grace
You got off to a real bad start
Million dollar face in million dollar lace
You wound with a two cent heart
Million dollar face with million dollar grace
You got off to a real bad start
Million dollar face in million dollar lace
You wound with a two cent heart
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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It'll Be Allright
i met God today....
the little boy with tears
in his eyes, lost
in the grocery store....
i took his hand and
walked him to the front...
he looked up, and said:
'it'll be allright! '
i met God today...
the old man across the
street trying to load
his old truck....
i stopped mowing and
went over to help him...
boxes and bags, everything
he owned...
'got anywhere to go? '
'it'll be allright! '
i met God today....
young crack whore
stopped by work....
'got anything i can do
to make a few bucks...
i mean, anything....'
i reached into my pocket
and pulled out a ten....
'you get to where you
want some help...
need someone to talk to...'
'it'll be allright! '
i met God today...
standing by an open grave....
He looked at me as if to
ask if i was ready.....
i looked over at the headstone...
and read... 'it'll be allright! '
poem by Eric Cockrell
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It's the repetition of affirmations that leads to belief. And once that belief becomes a deep conviction, things begin to happen.
quote by Muhammad Ali
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Buicks To The Moon
(alan jackson/jim mcbride)
How long will I love you
I dont really know
Id like to think forever
Is how far we could go so let me paint a picture
Of how its gonna be
The day you dont mean everything to me
When a nickels worth a dollar
And gold aint worth a dime
When they build a ship
On waters that will take you back in time
When the stars have all been counted
And I stop lovin you
Honey theyll be driving
Buicks to the moon
Now you dont have to worry
About what comes to pass
This old world may wear out
But my loves gonna last
If they ever build that highway to the moon
Ill just fond somethin else to promise you
When a nickels worth a dollar
And gold aint worth a dime
When they build a ship
On waters that will take you back in time
When the stars have all been counted
And I stop lovin you
Honey theyll be driving
Buicks to the moon
Oh when the stars have all been counted
And I stop lovin you
Honey theyll be drivin
Buicks to the moon
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Boomtown
(Toby Keith)
The people came here from parts unknown
Sleepin' in their cars 'cause they didn't have homes
Thought this place was the promised land
If you could roughneck, we could use a good man
Come on boy let me show you around
You could make a lot of money here
Livin' in a boomtown
Well some build bars and big hotels
Downshift drive and the people live well
High on the hog and wild on the range
Pocket full of cash instead of chump change
This place kicks when the sun goes down
Ain't life great when you're livin' in a boomtown
See oil was the blood that flowed through the soul
To keep a man workin' when it's forty below
Relent to the devil in the cold cold ground
Trying to make a dollar here livin' in a boomtown
Six short years the oil fields went
Rigs came down and the money got spent
And the wisemen saved for a rainy day
The fools packed up and moved away
The hotels closed and the bars shut down
And it got real quite livin' in a boomtown
See oil was the blood that flowed through the soul
To keep a man workin' when it's forty below
Relent to the devil in the cold cold ground
Trying to make a dollar here livin' in a boomtown
Now the cafe's filled with people tellin' lies
Trying to figure out how the town went dry
You can buy a house a dime on the dollar
Need a good home just give me a holler
I can move you in with no money down
Still tryin' to make a dollar here livin' in a boomtown
Livin' in a boomtown
Livin' in a boomtown
song performed by by Toby Keith
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Top Dollar
Well I tried to find something
Something to hold on to
I thought it was you cause Im sick and tired
Of trying to make something
Something out of nothing
I guess since you were bluffing
Now I think Im losing my mind
The pain in my heart
Was it worth the price?
The pain in my heart
Was it worth the time I wasted on you?
Youre giving me the top dollar blues
And I gave you it all, all
All that I could give you
Youve taken what Ive given
Ynd thrown it all away
Like its nothing
Never meant nothing
Now Im left with nothing
What an awful price Ive paid
The pain in my heart,
Was it worth the price?
The pain in my heart,
Was it worth the time I wasted on you?
Youre giving me the top dollar blues.
Ive bet all my money and thats how it goes
You ran a good race
But you lost just by a nose
Its true.
Baby, youre giving me the top dollar blues.
The top dollar blues,
I gave you it all, all
All that I could give you
And the top dollar blues
Top dollar blues
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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Top Dollar
Well I tried to find something
Something to hold on to
I thought it was you cause Im sick and tired
Of trying to make something
Something out of nothing
I guess since you were bluffing
Now I think Im losing my mind
The pain in my heart
Was it worth the price?
The pain in my heart
Was it worth the time I wasted on you?
Youre giving me the top dollar blues
And I gave you it all, all
All that I could give you
Youve taken what Ive given
Ynd thrown it all away
Like its nothing
Never meant nothing
Now Im left with nothing
What an awful price Ive paid
The pain in my heart,
Was it worth the price?
The pain in my heart,
Was it worth the time I wasted on you?
Youre giving me the top dollar blues.
Ive bet all my money and thats how it goes
You ran a good race
But you lost just by a nose
Its true.
Baby, youre giving me the top dollar blues.
The top dollar blues,
I gave you it all, all
All that I could give you
And the top dollar blues
Top dollar blues
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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Affirmations(2002-2004)
Today, I will get up before my alarm
Today, I won't close my eyes until dusk
Today, I will not get a speeding ticket
Today, I will count this day as a first
Today, I will enjoy the life that has been left to me
Today, I won't frown over the may-have-beens
Today, I won't cry over the should-have-beens
Today, I won't wonder about the could-have-beens
Today, I'll smile.......Today, I'll Laugh.... Today, I'll relax
Today, I won't feel alone because I don't see you
Today, I'll find something new that wasn't true of you
Today, I won't be afraid to look upon a new face
Today, I'll step up and take my place
Today, I won't think about what I've lost
Today, I'll look forward instead of behind
Today, I'll find some piece of mind
Today, I'll hope.... Today, I'll pray... Today, I'll believe
Today, I'll dream as if I always did
Today, I'll wish on a star the way I used to
Today, I'll reach for the heavens and sigh
Today, My heart will start to heal
Today, the biggest miracle is ME.
Today, Yesterday's problems ceased to be
Today, the rain has stopped and the sun has returned
Today, the breath of kindness is found in words
Today, I wonder.... Today, I am a child.
poem by Lillian B. Rose
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Last Dollar On Earth
Yeah!
Line up!
Step right this way to see the last dollar on earth
Sign up!
The bus leaves today to see the last dollar on earth
Behold the wonder of the modern age
Displayed resplendent in its gilded cage
Theres not another in the world today,
And you just cant take it with you
All night!
Theres a special tonight about the last dollar on earth
Thats right!
And all the pundits were right about the last dollar on earth
Its always occupied a special space
We keep a guard around it just in case
Many have died to have its fleeting grace,
But you just cant take it with you
Get set!
Only one pint of blood
To see the last dollar on earth
No sweat!
Only one ounce of flesh to touch the last dollar on earth
When we lose exposure in its permanent enclosure
Then you can be sure that well take it on tour
So when it comes to call at your local shopping mall
Though the crowds may be large,
You can put it on your mastercharge
song performed by by Utopia
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Zip-lock
I've been stealing
Time where I can get it from
I've been losing
Grip on what I used to hold
If I could get another chance
I'd put it in a zip-loc bag
And keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Tell me
When I start to blow it would you
Show me
What I need to do before you
Hate me
I could never live with that so
Tell me
Before you're better off without me
Before you're better off without me
I've been watching you
Sleeping with a troubled look
I'm sure your bad dreams
Are probably all about me
And better off without me
If I could get another chance
I'd put it in a ziploc bag
And keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Tell me
When I start to blow it would you
Show me
What I need to do before you
Hate me
I could never live with that so
Tell me
Before you're better off without me
Before you're better off without me
Well I've been losing
Grip on what I used to hold
I don't want you
To be better off without me
If I could get another chance
I'd put it in a ziploc bag
And keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Tell me
When I start to blow it would you
Show me
Tell me
What I need to do before you
Hate me
Tell me
Cuz I could never live with that so
Help me
Before you're better off without me
song performed by by Lit from A Place In The Sun
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Churched People
Many unconverted religious people, gather together under a steeple,
They gather in the church below, but how much of it is just for show?
Each week religiously on one day, they meet together kneel and pray.
How much does it change their ways, as they live the other six days?
Weekly as they are churched, how often are the Scriptures searched?
Does the church change their heart, as service ends and they depart?
Getting back to the daily grind, does it influence their heart and mind?
There are followers of Christianity, and there are those in Churchianity.
Is their belief just a weekly thing, as hypocritical people gather to sing?
For most do not live what they sing, after leaving their church building.
Do these men practice Churchianity, when all week they use profanity?
It makes unbelievers question why, they should even give church a try.
If it’s God’s Church, you will know, as spiritual changes begin to show.
For as Christ starts a change within, He begins to purge your daily sin.
Sad to say that many are deceived, even when they think they believe,
For their belief is in an institution; one that doesn’t have a real solution.
The only real solution is Jesus Christ, for anyone to truly have new life,
For if one believes only in their head, they shall remain spiritually dead.
Jesus Christ spoke much about this; with the man know as Nicodemus,
Jesus said you must be Born Again, if you’re to see the Kingdom friend.
Today a church has no eternal worth, if it does not preach on New Birth.
When you know Christ in your heart, your old life shall have a new start.
You must become like little children, or my friend you will die in your sin.
So today be converted in Jesus Christ, and He will give to you New Life.
(Copyright ©05/2006)
Merry Mending
Duke ellington
Merry mending to you
Merry mending merry mending
May your convalescence be fun as you chat about prevention
Merry mending merry mending
Think youre lucky you are the one
To get all of that attention
Forget about your pills forget about your ills
Forget about the bills
Get up get out get well again
Merry mending health and happiness blending
Merry mending to you
Merry mending merry mending
May your convalescence be fun as you chat about prevention
Merry mending merry mending
Think youre lucky you are the one
To get all of that attention
Forget about your pills forget about your ills
Forget about the bills
Get up get out get well again
Merry mending merry mending merry mending
Merry mending merry mending to you
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Delayed Too Late
Can we get together and consumate this?
Since I've stopped dismissing my past wishes,
Missed!
And my needs and wants I can no longer resist.
I felt out of place.
A distant misfit.
I can now admit desires...
With a burning yearning now on fire,
Inside.
Perhaps I smothered this with too much pride.
Perhaps I fought a searching sought.
And delayed too late...
What now baits my weaknesses.
I sing a new song I wish with you to share.
I wish for us to sing!
Are you still there?
Caring.
Is that time you had willing then...
Available for us to start all over again.
To begin again,
What ended then!
Can we get together and consumate this?
Since I've stopped dismissing my past wishes,
Missed!
And my needs and wants I can no longer resist.
Or am I someone you have chosen to forget?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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