Did You Just Have A Wish To Sit
I know you are making the attempt,
To have one man held accountable...
For all of your headaches,
Since the event of your birth.
However...
At least admit,
There was some kind of consciousness...
You remember,
Before he 'agreed' to achieve,
The impossible.
With you rolling up your sleeves...
Helping to rid your life of your own debris.
And...
I believe this was to be done with your assistance.
Have you abandoned that acknowledgement as well?
Or did you just have a wish to sit in comfort as accustomed?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Owe You A Depth Of Gratitude
Remember...
They are there to represent 'your' interests.
Your standards.
Your way of life.
Your depiction of normalcy.
And from what I've seen...
Your decision to label me an outcast?
Brings a comfort to my consciousness.
At least I now know,
Those ambitions I had wishing to fit in...
Have been saved by your acknowledgement,
That I didn't.
I owe you a depth of gratitude.
But I will admit,
I did have my doubts for a very long time.
And a not fitting in...
Is today,
The least of my concerns.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Working Hard
You do not achieve anything without a grapple.
Has it be respect or an angel.
Life tends to take you down at every corner,
Making it difficult for you to live with honor.
Everyday a fight has to be won,
Still you need to live with joy and fun.
Every task is impossible to reach,
Yet you should not stop until you achieve.
Life is never going to be simple as in heaven,
Therefore, you should always remember to work hard as raven
poem by Anurag Gaurav
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Held Accountable
We all are held accountable
On the things we do in our life
From the deeds we do, and the words we say
And from the actions that we leave behind.
As our paths they cannot be forgotten
Nor the walks or the steps we have taken
And the things we done or felt or said
They will become the future that we have been making.
As a rock that is tossed into the ocean
And as it hits upon it’s surface
The ripple effect for that rock has began
Then later we will see its effect and its purpose.
And we too are all held accountable
As that is the way that it should be,
From the things we done and the words we said
As that will become part of our history.
We all are held accountable
For our endeavors that became our past
And should we not also be made to stand up and own
All our actions and deeds that formed and shaped our life.
We must stand up and accept our past
As that is the way that it truly should be
So we can't run or even hide away
Like life, that is our destiny.
As one day we all will be held accountable
From the deeds and actions that we have done
So we must be prepared to accept them all
As like from death, from it we cannot run.
So watch the steps that you do take
And think closely on the path you do choose
As that will be the destiny you chose for yourself
And one day it will come back to visit you.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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This president has been reluctant to hold anybody accountable. No one was held accountable after September the 11th. Nobody's been held accountable after the clear flaws in intelligence leading up to the war in Iraq.
quote by Bob Graham
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The Slipping of Meet Notes
Accustomed to lies.
What does the truth really mean?
Accustomed to lies laying low on the scene!
Accustomed to tell them...
And protect when told.
Accustomed to lies,
Whether fresh released or old held on hold!
Accustomed to lies...
Without a bat of an eyelash moving!
Accustomed to lies.
Dishonesty is accepted and shown.
At the work place
Where the slipping of meet notes,
Does not provoke disdain.
Accustomed to lies...
And that's how our lives remain!
In heated sex away from home!
Regardless of who spies on another,
Both buffer their suffering by what's condoned.
Accustomed to lies...
And what is taught is always known!
Accustomed to lies.
Accustomed to holding on to them,
Until time flys!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Traces Of Their Tracks Left All Over The Facts
How can anyone conscious of a deed done...
Later admit,
They were not aware of it?
If honest mistakes are declared to be made,
By those who are consciously making them...
Most of the time.
Why are the ones unconscious,
Repeatedly denying...
They are 'not' incompetent.
When they have left traces of their tracks,
Left all over the facts!
And...
Supported they are,
By those who continuously make...
Honest mistakes!
How much of reality is, indeed, faked?
With no one held accountable,
For a quality of life watched fading away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fates fickle hand
I have missed so many years of your life, but I know fate did not have us set to collide until it was ready
Most people place demands on relationships that are impossible,
making it impossible.
Love is but a moment in time, which only lovers can extend to fill their lives as long as they want it too
You have invited me in as I am, and that alone leaves me awestruck at times
Eventually you did collide with my heart
Love found its place amongst debris that was there
Sweeping away the dross, making a clean start in which to flourish
Fate has at last taken my hand and said now is the time
poem by Gordon D Wilkinson
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Only those who attempt the absurd...will achieve the impossible. I think...I think it's in my basement...Let me go upstairs and check.
quote by M.C. Escher
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Only those who attempt the absurd will achieve the impossible. I think it's in my basement... let me go upstairs and check.
quote by M.C. Escher
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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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Only To Go Deeper In Unaided
One who wades in the shallow waters of immaturity...
And has expectations to be given a life preserver,
Thrown to them each time they have a fear to live life.
And hoping someone will assist them each step of the way,
While they remain young and youthful in their minds.
Will find that those who have matured and gotten older,
Have already experienced more than they would like to admit...
After already stepping into waters way over their heads.
With an acknowledgement of what it is like to do this,
Without the aid of assistance.
And having come close to drowning.
Only to go deeper in unaided which develops their wisdom.
To leave them with something of a benefit,
For them that has been earned by the process of learning...
With just their faith and a daring to do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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And The Money Kept Rolling In (And Out)
Che: And the money kept rolling in from every side
Eva's pretty hands reached out and they reached wide
Now you may feel it should have been a voluntary cause
But that's not the point my friends
When the money keeps rolling in you don't ask how
Think of all the people guaranteed a good time now
Eva's called the hungry to her open up the doors
Never been a fund like the Foundation Eva Peron
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling on in rolling on in rolling on in rolling on in on in
Would you like to try a college education
Own your landlord's house take the family on vacation
Eva and her blessed fund can make your dreams come true
Here's all you have to do my friends
Write your name and your dream on a card or a pad or a ticket
Throw it high into the air and should our lady pick it
She will change your way of life for a week or even two
Name me anyone who cares as much as Eva Peron
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out on out
And the money kept rolling out in all directions
To the poor to the weak to the destitute of all complexions
Now cynics claim a little of the cash has gone astray
But that's not the point my friends
When the money keeps rolling out you don't keep books
You can tell you've done well by the happy grateful looks
Accountants only slow things down figures get in the way
Never been a lady loved as much as Eva Peron
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out on out
Eva
When the money keeps rolling out you don't keep books
You can tell you've done well by the happy grateful looks
Accountants only slow things down figures get in the way
Never been a lady loved as much as Eva Peron
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out on out
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A Granting Of An Escape
When does it become one's duty,
To be held accountable for their own actions?
When does that border between,
Allowing one to locate excuses...
Separates that from one's denying,
Of making habitual mistakes...
To find fault to place blame on others,
With a granting of an escape.
When does it become one's duty,
To be held accountable for their own actions?
When does that border between,
Allowing one to locate excuses...
Separates that from one's denying,
Of making habitual mistakes.
And when will people awaken,
To discover their dishonesty...
Offers their children,
No respect or identity.
Or a dignity they pride for the rest of their lives.
What will it take...
For those with pretentions to have them erased?
More hiding places?
Or the appearance of guilty looks,
Adorning their pitiful faces?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Psychologically experienced consciousness is therefore no longer pure consciousness; construed Objectively in this way, consciousness itself becomes something transcendent, becomes an event in that spatial world which appears, by virtue of consciousness, to be transcendent.
quote by Edmund Husserl
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After Being Guided
Being unable to see the forest for the trees,
After being guided to where that forest begins...
There is so much more than trees,
Out of one's perspective...
That an assistance with a helping to connect,
Painted colored dots to make clear those 'differences'...
Would be too late and a waste of time,
To clean one's attic of debris.
It's 'never' too late?
Well...
Unfortunately,
For a lot of folks...
This will not be a matter for them to confront to consider.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let's Set This Record Straight
Let's set this record straight!
Your foundations...
Structured with tainted funds!
And on the backs of those you allowed to suffer...
In the midst of your deceit and thirst for greed,
Has never attracted me.
That is why I have kept my appearances limited.
And as far away as possible!
I am not after a position as your doorman.
To clown or jester with your nouveau riche friends.
Some recently recovering from negrophobia!
Others who believe you have prestige,
To bestow upon them?
Is fine!
That just ain't me!
I do not object to anyone's ignorance.
Whether temporarily applied or not!
Nor do I needlessly need to stand in line,
To receive that kind of acknowledgement!
Especially from a known oppressor of my attempts,
To live my life without approved limitations!
Nor smiling like I am the master's boot shiner,
Do you get from me.
I have too long addressed my own identity...
With little assistance,
And regretful heckling from my own kin.
Also absent of consciousness.
This is reality!
Not an ex-slave speaking from the grave!
Or an ancestor spirited,
From under some suburban subdivision!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Birth is the scariest event of most peoples' lives. You have to feel safe enough in your own mind before you can remember your own birth.
quote by Leonard Orr
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When There is Mutual Agreement
Your attempt to ignore me,
As my lesson given ny you to learn
Is lacking in one key element.
Let me share with you a tip!
For that tactic to work efficiently,
To grab hold of my complete attention
I would think,
Involving my concern
Would achieve the success you are seeking.
You do want me to notice?
Right?
In the application of your method,
To make it more effective.
Getting me to notice is important.
Without my commitment
What would you achieve?
Now,
Let's see
How can I participate to make it appear,
I am not noticing?
To react in that way you are seeking from me.
Hmmm.
When you come up with that
Let me know.
And I will practice being affected emotionally.
And
While you are in the process of doing that,
I will continue to pay you no attention.
Do you see how easy things can become
To eliminate the process of headaches,
WHEN there is mutual agreement
Any and all things are possible.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whatever Is Put Into The Engine
Whatever is put into the engine...
To energize,
Is connected to the kind of ride...
Received to criticize or pride.
How well we treat and respect,
That which reflects our priorities...
Will result in what is given in return.
To be believed...
As witnessed and seen to accept or deny.
And making attempts to disconnect...
A responsibility of involvement,
To proclaim a non-acknowledgement...
Is to also profess an unconsciousness,
One is accustomed to using...
To excuse an accountability.
And escapes one takes to fade away,
Are no longer easily dismissed...
As one would wish as has been done,
In a recent past,
The hopeful are praying will return back to welcome.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The young do not know enough to be prudent, and therefore they attempt the impossible, and achieve it, generation after generation.
quote by Pearl S. Buck
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