Determined to Be Me
I do the best I can...
To be a better man than I am!
I can understand,
Why you don't acknowledge me.
I am not looking for your attention...
Nor your sympathy.
I am one who doesn't have that need!
When I greet you with a smile,
I don't expect one returned.
I've watched you over time and found...
You carry hatred like it is earned.
That crap about turning the other cheek,
Is not my style at all!
I've seen the acts of so called christians...
And there are many lessons,
From 'those' hypocrites I have learned.
I am not about to carry a banner...
To make a statement of my stance!
If I decide to wear pants,
Or a dress with heels...
Believe me when I say,
Your opinions about me
And who and what I am...
Doesn't change the way I feel!
In fact my experiences...
Of 'this' man that I am,
Took me time to realize...
Ignoring people like you,
Strengthened my stand!
And clarified my stance.
So forget about your rhetoric.
You are neither the cause,
Or the effect of my plan!
I am determined to be me!
With or without an approval from you,
That sees and/or agrees!
My mission here on this Earth...
From my birth,
Has always been to please God.
And He knows my value,
And appreciates my worth!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Opinions
Opinions friend, we all may have, and opinions are not always bad.
All opinions indeed carry no weight, in regards to one’s eternal fate.
Opinions, my friend often speak, to the heart and mind of the weak.
They tend to sway a weaker heart, when from truth they do depart.
Opinions vary from one to the next, colored by many various sects.
Various groups truly do abound, as each echoes a different sound.
Men with opinions tend to change, and they’re not always the same.
But, God’s Truth doesn’t change; written in stone it’ll forever remain.
Opinions just air what men feel, delivered to all with a personal zeal.
But some are more of an appeal, contesting God’s Truth that’s real.
Opinions are formed deep inside, the inner feelings moved by pride.
Their opinions are a vain reproof, of God’s unchanging Eternal Truth.
They speak, but don’t understand, their voices are like shifting sand.
Easily moved by the wind and tide; all because The Truth is denied.
Isn’t it just a little bit strange, how much strong opinions do change?
When a big wind comes through, they change just like emotions do.
Opinionated people truly abound, even where God’s Truth is found.
Are they just the enemy’s sleuth, seeking The Lord’s ultimate truth?
However, opinions will not stand, in the presence of The Son of Man.
There only The Truth will reside, and vain opinions will all be denied.
(Copyright ©01/2006)
Machine Messiah
Part i
Run down a street
Where the glass shows
That summer has gone
Age, in the doorways
Resenting the pace of the dawn.
All of them standing in line
All of them waiting for time.
From time, the great healer,
The machine-messiah
Is born.
Cables that carry the life
To the cities we build
Threads that link diamonds of life
To the satanic mills
Ah, to see in every way
That we feel it every
Day, and know that
Maybe well change
Offered the chance
To finally unlearn our lessons
And alter our stance.
Part ii
Friends make their way into systems of chance
(reply- friends make their way of escape into systems of chance)
Escape to freedom I need to be there
Waiting and watching, the tables are turning
Im waiting and watching
I need to be there.
I care to see them walk away
And, to be there when they say
They will return.
Machine, messiah
The mindless
Search for a higher
Controller
Take me to the fire
And hold me
Show me the strength of your
Singular eye.
Part iii
History dictating symptoms of ruling romance
Claws at the shores of the water upon which we dance
All of us standing in line
All of us waiting for time
To feel it, all the way
And to be there when they
Say they know that
Maybe well change
Offered the chance
To finally unlearn our lessons
And alter our stance.
Machine, machine messiah.
Take me into the fire
Hold me, machine messiah
And show me
The strength of your singular eye.
song performed by by Yes
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Machine Messiah
Part i
Run down a street
Where the glass shows
That summer has gone
Age, in the doorways
Resenting the pace of the dawn.
All of them standing in line
All of them waiting for time.
From time, the great healer,
The machine-messiah
Is born.
Cables that carry the life
To the cities we build
Threads that link diamonds of life
To the satanic mills
Ah, to see in every way
That we feel it every
Day, and know that
Maybe well change
Offered the chance
To finally unlearn our lessons
And alter our stance.
Part ii
Friends make their way into systems of chance
(reply- friends make their way of escape into systems of chance)
Escape to freedom I need to be there
Waiting and watching, the tables are turning
Im waiting and watching
I need to be there.
I care to see them walk away
And, to be there when they say
They will return.
Machine, messiah
The mindless
Search for a higher
Controller
Take me to the fire
And hold me
Show me the strength of your
Singular eye.
Part iii
History dictating symptoms of ruling romance
Claws at the shores of the water upon which we dance
All of us standing in line
All of us waiting for time
To feel it, all the way
And to be there when they
Say they know that
Maybe well change
Offered the chance
To finally unlearn our lessons
And alter our stance.
Machine, machine messiah.
Take me into the fire
Hold me, machine messiah
And show me
The strength of your singular eye.
song performed by by Yes
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Calling Home
I always forget and say have a good day
I am friendly
with people I just met
and don't know
and they think that is strange.
I offer sympathy
but understand that I don't really
understand the awfulness
I sometimes hear.
I confess
I do not really like most of people here
they act weird.
I am the most colossal case of mistaken identify
and no one seems to see me
or understand me
and I can't tell them
who I am;
I am not sure myself.
I am only sure
I not who they think I am.
I can be in a crowd and suddenly feel sick
when I realize
no one knows I'm there.
I look at others-
especially the talkative ones-
and feel jealous.
I am prettier when I smile-
that what they tell me.
I like this boy
he likes me
but he doesn't act like it.
Sometimes everyone knows
what they are doing
but me.
But I don't like what they are doing.
I don't like it here.
It is cold.
Ok.
Goodbye.
Thanks Mom for listening.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Girl From Lebanon
Its time to break out from the cage
Its time to change your ways
Its time to find those shattered dreams
That vanished in the haze
Its time to lose those concrete shoes
They held you down too long
cause trouble days have come and gone
And the night has just begun
Another dawn is yet to come
Carry on my little one girl from lebanon
Its time to meet the canges
They come from all around
Its time for you to realize
Freedom has been found
Its time to meet the future
And forget about the past
Its time to make a good thing last
And the night has just begun
Another dawn is yet to come
Carry on my little one
Girl from lebanon
Its time to cut the barbwire
And walk out on the street
Its time that we stayed up all night
And lose all kinds of sleep
Its time to wear those bright blue jeans
And let your hair hang down
The word of peace is goin round
And the night has just begun
Another dawn is yet to come
Carry on my little one girl from lebanon
song performed by by Europe
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Carry Me On My Way
I forget what to ask for
There isnt anything I havent been given
How could I wish for anything more
As I am here living in heaven
This moment in the sun
To feel the wheel turning on
Carry me on my way
Carry me on my way
Carry me on my way
Carry me on my way
I worry about my actions
I think about the damage I do
Ive seen the coming attractions
Armageddon and waterloo
I tried to change my mind
I wasted precious time
(chorus)
Who knows where the time goes
Only everything is everything
Feels like Im wearing my fathers clothes
Singing a song my brother would sing
I turned to hide my face
Theyre gone without a trace
(chorus)
song performed by by James Taylor
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It Really Doesn't Matter
You say your ugly, i say it doesn't matter.
You say you have a dark past,
i say it doesn't matter.
You say theirs overwhelming responsibility,
i say it doesn't matter.
I don't believe in walking away when things get hard.
In fact they are my spark to continue my march.
Through thick and thin where to begin.
You say you don't have a way.
I say it doesn't matter.
You say that you cant give back what you would like.
I say it doesn't matter.
You say, you say oh it really doesn't matter,
I live one day at a time.
Choices will be made that will save the day
but hurt me financially.
It doesn't matter Choice will be made
that will set me back in my expectations.
It doesn't matter,
It really doesn't matter.
Its well worth it.
To see the beauty that
you have placed before me.
Oh how its worth it.
To settle down and not be looking to be found.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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I Don't Subject Myself
I don't subject myself to rudeness,
Or condone it where I go.
I see some prude who allow this crudeness...
As if ignoring it doesn't make it so!
I've earned the right to be respected,
I don't expect with demand that it's there.
But I do reject,
An offensiveness I get.
And I let it be known...
With me those actions,
Are not to be shown.
'And 'who' are YOU? '
I'm a grown man...
I don't have to prove that is true!
I don't subject myself to rudeness,
Or condone it where I go.
I see some prude who allow this crudeness...
As if ignoring it doesn't make it so!
And I don't mind,
Removing myself.
With a dignity I command...
And walking out your door!
Never to return anymore!
Leaving me and you too,
With an understanding of who I am...
If and when I should come around again,
And a common sense by then is found.
Hopefully!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Doesn't Ask Why
Love doesn't ask why
It speaks from the heart
And never explains
Don't you know that
Love doesn't think twice
It can come all at once
Or whisper from a distance
Don't ask me if this feeling's right or wrong
It doesn't have to make much sense
It just has to be this strong
'Cause when you're in my arms I understand
We don't try to have a voice
When our hearts make the choices
There's no plan
It's in our hands
Love doesn't ask why
It speaks from the heart
And never explains
Don't you know that
Love doesn't think twice
It can come all at once
Or whisper from a distance
Now I can feel what you're afraid to say
If you give your soul to me
Will you give too much away
We can't let this moment pass us by
Can't question this chance
Or expect any answers
We can try
But love doesn't ask you why
[Instrumental]
So let's take what we found
And wrap it around us
Love doesn't ask why
It speaks from the heart
And never explains
Don't you know that
Love doesn't think twice
It can come all at once
Or whisper from a distance
Love doesn't ask why
song performed by by Celine Dion from The Colour Of My Love
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Heart can't be stone
Basically no heart can be stone
If so then it must be gone
If you are kind enough and loving
Everyone may start believing
Love and affection is what we feel internally
You can deceive people externally
But change comes at appropriate time
You come to terms and change it any time
Females do perform miracle
As they are kind enough and capable
They can turn barren land into fertile one
When honestly think of it and done
Moment you feel for others or develop soft corner
Think that happiness and joy may return by her
Prove that you are worthy of and care for sentiments
Life can be made worthwhile when some one is found like friends
Love it from every angle and give one chance
Feel from within and opt out at once
You shall be reliving actual mission
Life may prove enterprising without any guilt admission
We are, in fact, love hungry people
Prefer peace at heat and expect no troubles
By chance if something goes wrong
We feel disheartened and fall for sad songs
Men and women are created specially
To carry on as desired silently
There can be no unhappiness around
Joy and peace is always found
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Street Player
Ill never forget those aimless years
Street sounds swirling through my mind
Trouble was often in the air
So we fought to forget our despair
Im a street player
And Ill play you a song
cause you know, my heart & soul
Will carry, carry on
Carry on
Carry on
Carry on
City lifes the only way
Street corners and billiard halls was our home away
Lessons learned still help me today
Im a street player
Ive seen it all
Hitmen, thieves and many a brawl
But as you see I still stand tall
It was such a small space in time
I never knew that I would find
A musical path for all to see
Anxiety into ecstacy
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Ive seen it all
Hitmen, thieves and many a brawl
But as you see I still stand tall
It was such a small space in time
I never knew that I would find
A musical path for all to see
Anxiety into ecstacy
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
song performed by by Chicago
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Writing for a plan
I write these words
To have my soul pour
The poverty of negativity harasses me
Daily lessons learned
As mistakes christening my thoughts
There is soo much fight left in me
But I feel like im empty with nothing left in me
I look to the world for sympathy
But im ignored in this life
And it feels like Im without light
How can I make my wrongs right?
How can I make it through another night
With night crippling my resting senses
In the day time Im senseless without rest
Nothing makes sense
So i dont expect you to understand
To show you whats coiling
In my head is my only plan
poem by Jaycee Wilkerson
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Happy Anniversary of your Birth
The first moment of your birth is your birthday
You have only one-All the rest are only anniversaries
It is more correct to greet one with 'Happy Anniversary of your Birth'
As time passes, one lives longer
This gives one more time to become an Ascended MasterIf you become an Ascended Master on Earth, you are known as an Unascended Master
An Unascended Master does not have to return to Earth
His mission is completed and he has learned all of his lessons
June 27,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
poem by Jr. Clarence A. Graham
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Lessons Can Be Learned
Once I've been pushed to the edge...
With my back up against the wall,
And accused of doing things...
I had not done at all?
And all I had wanted,
Was to share gifts I had been given?
With a wish to offer...
Because I'm not the selfish kind!
Well...
My motivations have changed.
Some folks have a way to show,
Anyone...
How these unselfish acts,
Can eventually make one feel...
They are the ones out of their minds,
And something snaps!
Reality does that.
And after giving to others...
Only to get a reception that attacks?
Proves this fact...
Lessons can be learned!
Feelings hurt can be mended.
Backs can be turned.
And away from that kind of crap...
One can walk!
And not a word has to be exchanged.
At this point...
Nothing said,
Will be understood!
Unless one 'is' as believed...
In it for the attention?
And there is nothing about me...
In need to receive it like that.
Or...
Am I crazy enough
To want to be treated with that kind of insanity!
Clearly devoid of hospitality.
Not me.
There are too many other things to do!
And too much time,
Already wasted.
'That reminds me of that postman that was shot,
Because he delivered someone's welfare check...
After the bank was closed! '
You can stand there and reminisce.
I'm not taking the time for none of it!
Some folks don't 'get it'.
And I now can care less...
About who gets what late,
Or not at all!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If Tomorrow Doesn’t Come, Please Remember
If tomorrow doesn’t come
Please forget all the fights
But please remember my face.
If tomorrow doesn’t come
Please forget the name calling
But please remember the smiles.
If tomorrow doesn’t come
Please forget the down times
But please remember our laughter together.
If tomorrow doesn’t come
Please forget the lonely nights crying
But please remember the many hugs after those nights.
If tomorrow doesn’t come
Please forget the yelling
But please remember the good talks after.
If tomorrow doesn’t come
Please remember how much I care about you
Even though I don’t show it.
Please remember how much of an impact you have on my life.
Even though I don’t help you to acknowledge it.
Please remember how much I love you
Even though we fight more than we talk to each other.
Please remember that you are apart of what I am today
Even though I don’t ever say anything.
Please remember that I always care about you
Even though I am always in your business or your life too much than usual.
Please remember to smile if tomorrow doesn’t come
Please remember that I tried to make something out of your life and mine too.
Please remember my laughter
Please remember that I think of you everyday
Even though I don’t make contact with you.
So if tomorrow never comes
Please remember the good times more than the bad
Please remember to make the best of life and never be too sad.
poem by Kimberly Santistevan
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On The Sacredness Of Life
i watched and listened as the young
woman confronted the older woman
for her pro-life stance...
'i understand that you're pro-life,
and while i admire you for the intent
of your stance, i have a few questions...'
'go ahead, it's pretty cut and dried.
life is sacred from inception.'
'what life, or better, which lives? '
'all life! '
' well, let me ask you this...
did you vote for the man who sent
your son off to war?
a war in which he dropped the bombs
that killed hundreds of people,
many of who were women and children....
a war in which later his plane was shot down,
and he was killed?
did you vote for the man who voted to
cut off unemployment benefits,
to cut off medical care to the sick,
and the elderly?
do you change the channel any time
a commercial comes on showing starving
children in Africa?
are you in favor of capital punishment?
well, where do you draw the line? '
no answer!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Casting One's Own Shadow
Call your trip whatever you wish.
I've learned not to debate, argue...
Or 'franchise' anyone's opinion,
As if to make mine!
Nor do I agree to evaluate...
Someone's statement,
Whether a line given to solicit...
An opinion I've given in anything I've written.
I've learned an exchange of experiences,
Is not a possibility.
And I've learned this by listening.
And this many people seldom do.
I've been up and down too many times,
To discover my own comprehension...
About life.
My life and how 'my' life is connected.
When I found criticisms made of me by others...
'Added' to my understanding,
If right, wrong or indifferent when given...
I still had to brush my own teeth.
Walk on my own two feet!
And be accountable for my own actions.
I stopped making excuses,
When they began not to make sense to me.
I spent more time defending myself...
Instead of living my life.
And I began to do that...
When I started to appreciate myself.
And 'if' I was to give my advice to anyone...
AND...
I did say 'if'.
I would say this...
If anyone finds they are seeking acceptance,
On a path they have chosen to take...
It is not a path they have chosen.
How can it be?
How can someone declare something theirs,
When others can do the same thing thing?
If voices can be heard?
Footprints can be seen?
And the path one takes has already been paved?
That is following...
Not casting,
One's own shadow!
I do not wish,
I demand people to get out of my light.
What would be the point,
If I am patiently waiting for someone else to decide...
Whether or not they want to move out of it?
That kind of time I am not giving to anyone!
Period.
I've learned many lessons.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Carry You
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child, my child
If I can walk on water
And calm a restless sea
I've done a thousand things you've never done
And I'm weary watchin'
While you struggle on your own
Call my name, I'll come
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child, my child
I give vision to the blind
And I can raise the dead
I've seen the darker side of Hell
And I returned
And I see these sleepless nights
And I count every tear you cry
I know some lessons hurt to learn
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child, my child
I will carry you, my child
I see these sleepless nights
And I count every tear you cry
And call my name, I'll come runnin'
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child, my child
I will carry you, my child, my child
I will carry you
Hey-Yeah-Hey-Yeah Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Hey-Yeah-Hey-Yeah Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Hey-Yeah-Hey-Yeah Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Hey-Yeah-Hey-Yeah Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Preference
Sometimes we have to stand on our own two feet,
And make our own decisions.
We can take a slice, of some good advice,
But decide on our own intuitions.
No one can live our lives for us,
It is something we alone have to do,
And whether or not, we lose the plot,
We should be determined to see it through.
Suggestions, hints and opinions,
Are all valid and help one decide,
And it's really your preference, that is of the essence,
So at least you can say that you tried.
Sometimes we have to stand on our own two feet,
So courage is what's really required.
But the future's unseen, and there's no way to glean,
If our choices have succeeded or backfired.
We all take a chance when deciding,
Which is the right scheme to pick,
Taking time to work out, what your plan's all about,
Is what you would call, philosophic.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Carry Me Through
Time has come,
To start my search for tomorrow.
On and on,
Theres just no end to the sorrow.
But I designed a way,
To see my life through pity.
I dont have too much to say,
And the tears wont let me be.
So,
Chorus
Carry me through the hard part.
Help me find a new start.
Carry me through the hard part.
Far too long,
Ive thought of all the excuses.
Try to go on,
And stay my time to an end.
Dreams in my head,
All turning dark and useless.
Help me find the hand,
That knows where Ive been.
Please,
Chorus
Ahhhhhh ...
Ahhhhhh ...
Carry me through ...
Carry me through ...
Carry me through ...
Carry me, carry me, carry me ...
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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