Detrimental
From the environment,
Does one get those first impressions.
And some of them like a gluing stick.
As a termite chews hidden,
On wood and not brick.
To occupy minds with thoughts hard to rid.
From the enviroment does one get,
An indoctrination of preferred habits.
And some of which never become those to address.
As having the most...
Detrimental and permanent,
Emotional affects.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Old Habits Die Hard
(criston barker, david moyse)
Seems like yesterday my life had begun
As we went through life
Tryin to make it so much fun
And I know that Im still in love with you
Cause youre one bad habit that I cant refuse
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Lifes been strange to me since youve been gone
And its so hard tryin; to say that I was wrong
Now I know that Im still in love with you
Cause youre the one bad habit that I cant refuse
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
You know and I know that you cant live on memories alone
Theres just one memory that Im thinking of
Just one habit that I cant shake off, its you
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
And theres just one memory Im thinking of
Just one habit that I cant shake off, its you
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
song performed by by Air Supply
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A Protecting Of Senseless Images
And never too far away have I strayed from curiousity.
People are more connected,
To the making of impressions.
With a protecting of senseless images...
Publicly displayed,
While they charade impeccably dressed.
People seem too afraid,
To address what affects their well being.
And with a tolerance that is accepted,
Permit a poisoning of their minds...
To ignore both rhyme and reason.
Even if the effects with an approved neglect,
Brings them to choose either correctness or death.
Death wins!
Because people are more connected,
To an addiction of making impressions.
And in death...
Those who mourn will comment on how one looks,
Dressed impeccably in a 'box' to be dropped six feet under.
And never too far away have I strayed from curiousity.
In disbelief...
As to what people choose to grieve and prioritize.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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And There is... a Brick
And there is a brick
A wall that not speak
Silent and still
and doesn't have any will
That is a brick
Some may pray, some may weep
Some kick the brick
That is a brick
Shield not to hurt
Human that lock their minds
But let the brick
takes the wind of change
without regretting
what both sides couldn't send
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Whatever It May Be that Affects
What,
Ever it may be that affects...
You have it in yourself,
To disconnect it.
Whatever it may be that affects,
You have it in yourself...
To disconnect it.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
A loneliness you wish to rid!
Whatever it may be that affects.
Emotions breeding to feed on fears!
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Heartbreak that can not escape the aching.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
You gave to it now from you erase it!
Whatever it may be that affects,
You have it in yourself...
To disconnect it.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Human perceptions
We address the environment
Without success, why?
We address the environment
As if we’re the only creatures.
21.04.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Vivid Are The Images
You did your best,
To relinquish my involvement.
You released increased,
Accusations.
And decreased my participation,
To have that believed.
Suddenly you are stalled,
At a brick wall.
Hoping to dance upon an empathetic mood.
And I would rush to rescue you.
Showing a forgiveness.
You wish for me to resolve your embarrassment.
Once again...
You have underestimated my creativity!
The fear in your eyes,
Excites my motivation!
Do that begging on your knees,
And pleading thing again!
Now...
Add some sincerety!
Hold that pose.
I'd like to capture it for my memoirs.
You don't think I'd be that big of a fool to repeat myself,
Do you?
That is the same pose you gave when we met.
Did you think I would forget,
Impressions that touched and caressed?
Resting an infesting hold upon my mind.
To lay and test emotional affects?
With tears?
I am an artist first!
I thought you knew?
I don't apply my touch to damaged goods to redo!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is Not Impossible To Be Who One Is
It is not impossible to be who one is,
In places where people live without identities.
It just becomes more obvious,
To choose from those who are themselves...
From the others who have not a clue.
And if one can live getting this kind of attention,
In an environment where few know who they are...
The identity one has that is seen to address,
Has nothing to do with the making of impressions.
Since the getting of respect is not one's objective.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Tower That Ate People
There's a bump in the basement
There's a knocking on the wall
In the pumping of the pistons
I swear I heard you call
There's a bump in the basement
There's a hole in the floor
There's a guard in the garden
Locking up the door
There's a rumble in the floorboards
No shutting out the sound
And the workers down below me
Digging underground
Feel the building all around me
Like a wrap of armoured skin
But the more we are protected
The more we're trapped within
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
When you strip it right back
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
You make up what you like
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
?
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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African Rhythm
The foes beat the
drum of prejudice,
the Deity will not let
it sound; if the Deity
lets it sound, they
will be the one to
dance to the rhythm.
The termite only aspires:
no termite can have
the stone pulverized.
Their malicious
thoughts have only become
our luck.
poem by Bosun Abdul
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To Address As A Valued Standard Formality
People do not want to hear the truth.
Not as it is apply to the activity of reality.
Nor do they want to take time to listen...
With a patience to comprehend,
Anything mentioned to them...
That may be detrimental to their lives.
And with a quickness they find ways,
To fantasize.
However...
A complaining without an end to this,
Many will do...
After learning they have been deceived.
And these very same people,
Do their best to impress with pretensions.
To address as a valued standard formality.
They don't call this deception.
This is preferred to be called social etiquette.
Intermixing with others also associated,
With the giving of false appearances.
As a feeding of nonsense fed is shared between them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Due For Much Success
I had not decided to become impressive.
Anyone who knows me...
Knows that's the last thing,
I wish to address.
I don't think anyone begins with that in mind.
One who lives to do their best...
Isn't obsessed by impressions left.
Or have concerns with what they should do next.
When I hear that I've impressed...
By doing something I enjoy.
I wonder to myself,
What is it I've employed?
I know I've been considered 'different'
In an environment where folks are conformed.
I have never felt restricted by conditions like that!
Perhaps that is why I've been considered out of the 'norm'.
I've always been encouraged to express myself.
And not to follow on a path...
Laid down by someone else.
I was taught to listen to comprehend.
And to leave my mind open,
For a thinking process to begin!
I had not decided to become impressive.
Anyone who knows me...
Knows that's the last thing,
I wish to address.
However...
I am willing to bet it is holding myself accountable.
And acknowledging my mistakes...
That so many are afraid to say they make!
And if that impresses...
I am due for much success!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Preferred Distractions
If you have recently discovered,
You have become one of many people...
Who have awakened to ask,
'What is going on? '
And you are dismayed and distraught by it?
Why concern yourself with the facts of life now?
Crawl back into your shell.
Denial hasn't kept you from redecorating.
And those in denial always find a way,
To address their beliefs to keep themselves...
In preferred distractions to attract whatever it is,
They stubbornly keep intact as a reality kept protected.
And who has the right to say,
A reality that affects the lives of everyone...
Is a reality everyone 'should' accept and MUST face?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Old Habits Die Hard
(graham lyle / terry britten)
Its my decision
You look my way
With innocent expression
Just as if to say
It would be easy
The mood is right
Forget for just one moment
Who we are tonight
I start
To weaken the musics strong
My conscience speaks, I know its wrong
Give it up
Remember what you said
This kind of loving doesnt happen everyday
Give it up
Thats the way it starts
Discover old habits die hard
Temptation makes a fool out of us all
I made my mind up
It had to end
So why this indecision?
When youre close again
Oh, the thoughts appealing
I cant deny
With those old memories stealing
Back across my mind
I thought by now that the flame had gone
I realise that Im still holding on
Give it up
Remember what you said
This kind of loving doesnt happen everyday, no
Give it up
Thats the way it starts
Discover old habits die hard
Temptation makes a fool out of us all, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ill just keep holding on
Its easier said than done
(old habits die hard)
Give it up
Remember what you said
This kind of loving doesnt happen everyday, no
Give it up
Thats the way it starts
Discover old habits die hard
Give it up
Remember what you said
This kind of loving doesnt happen everyday, no
Give it up
Thats the way it starts
Discover old habits die hard
Give it up
Remember what you said
This kind of loving doesnt happen everyday
Give it up
Thats the way it starts
Discover old habits die hard
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Do I Have An Issue To Address?
Seeds of the parents,
are the children.
Needs of the genetics,
that produced.
Don't produce the seeds,
that are mutated,
the habits of the parents,
are that dictate.
Habits are the actions,
that we do repeatedly,
Let those habits be,
good and refined flawlessly.
Have a stick in the mouth,
carry the glass in the hand,
Sniffing, injecting, gulping of,
drugs are to be avoided.
Elders told us not to do,
as they have seen,
many such pathetic cases of,
early death,
untimely death,
sickening death,
cancerous death and
self seeking violent End.
Rehabilitation is the only solution,
as the chemical needs chemical
to neutralize and come clean,
Self help and determination just enough.
Pick up the courage to address the problem,
the problem of having a bad habit or two,
Check out the website and get the help,
as the human always like to help others.
Just show your hand,
we will pull you out,
no need to suffer in silence,
and waste away in prime.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Diversity And Inclusion
Forums held on diversity and inclusion,
Seem to reveal one thing...
There has been a reluctance to admit,
Divisions exist.
And those wishing to address this,
In open forums...
Are trying to make attempts,
To express in an intelligent way...
How best to have everyone accept,
A way of life that should be lived...
Without having discussions,
About respecting others...
And their cultures.
To have forums, receptions...
And invitations sent,
Is still not admitting...
And enforcement of ignorance.
With an indoctrination,
To allow those to still not strip themselves...
Of hidden insecurities,
That keep themselves at a disadvantage.
A forum I would suggest?
How We Messed Up Other People's Lives!
With A Request They Forget How This Was Done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A termite grows up in dry wood, and yet comes to maturity.
South African proverbs
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The Occupy Process...
just thinking, perhaps we should start
the whole occupy process by re-occupying
our own dignity... by rediscovering respect,
for ourselves, and for others!
and yes, let us re-occupy the truth, for we
have lived under the lie, and by the lie, for
far too long.
occupy, our bodies and souls, our dreams and hopes,
our convictions and actions... occupy our lives!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Fur Mites - 1917 - Parody Ogden Nash - The Termite, Harry Graham - Ruthless Rhymes
Some fur mites hop from hair to hair,
we seek them here, there, everywhere,
that's why we might flee from this day
flea-ridden wraps men trap as prey.
The Termite
Some primal termite knocked on wood
And tasted it, and found it good!
And that is why your Cousin May
Fell through the parlor floor today.
Ogden Nash
The Hittite
Some primal Hittite mined some ore,
he found it strong and mined some more.
and that is why we have today
no Coca-Cola cans of clay.
Shy Lady Laurie 2001
(9 September 2009)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Real Revolution
for too long
our bodies have been empty shells
driven by fossil fuels!
occupy Wall Street!
occupy New York!
occupy San Francisco....
occupy the whole damned country!
occupy our bodies!
fill
...the
.....emptiness
w ith
...human
.....desire,
compassion
....understanding
...... and determination!
the real revolution
lies in the human condition!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Ultimately, your state of mind determines your circumstances. To realize the outcomes you want, it is critical to recognize and experience the transition from our present thoughts, habits, and actions to new thoughts, habits, and actions.
quote by Darren L. Johnson
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