Disrespect For Discipline and Effort
In the land of steady habits,
The lack of initiative began.
And a wish to do away with a work ethic,
Produced a disrespect for discipline and effort.
And today with that observed,
People demand what they do not deserve.
With schemes to take away from those,
To discredit.
And implement an ease of decadence,
That neither takes a sweat to toiled...
Or a concentration,
To materialize a devastation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For The Ease of It
Some folks say what they do,
For the ease of it.
That is quicker to produce,
Than it is what they've said they've done.
If the mind isn't there with a physical connection.
Produced by faith that takes blood, sweat and tears.
And a spiritual affinity...
That is closer than any blood one my drip,
From that attachment.
Only then can someone say they do something...
Because it is loved.
The others?
They say what they say at social functions,
To impress.
And it shows from a lack of discipline...
Whenever they do what they do is addressed.
The mediocrity of it is a mess!
There is no work ethic that has been expressed,
Or valued.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Effort
It takes initiative.
Sometimes unrelenting...
To accomplish a task,
From the beginning to end.
And there are times,
What one has chosen to do...
May be too much loved,
To ever give up to walk away.
With motivation, purpose and direction,
It takes effort to make things work.
It takes sacrifice applied.
And initiative with sacrifice 'and' devotion...
May require dedication for the rest of one's life.
Depending on how deeply one is determined and affected.
No matter how easy or hard it may look,
From the outside looking in.
It takes effort to make things work.
It takes sacrifice applied.
And initiative with sacrifice 'and' devotion.
With that set in motion,
Few people could careless how they are perceived.
Knowing blood, sweat and many tears,
May never be subjected to leave.
Oh yes...
It takes effort to make things work.
It takes sacrifice applied.
And with that set in motion,
In the heart of one devoted...
Few doing this could careless,
How they are perceived by the rest.
It takes an effort that will be tested.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nothing Less Than Sweat With Stress
An effort made is rewarded,
After a stumbling comes...
And has been done,
It seems for some.
One who has seen and known failure,
Prevails.
With dreams revealed,
Eventually after being demeaned.
Regardless of who assails those aspirations.
To inflict havoc upon one's dreams.
Methods to achieve success,
Are not sketched in notepads...
In strategic steps to produce happiness.
Nothing less than sweat with stress...
Can one say,
Has paved the way...
To those dreams one realizes,
That come to materialize one day.
Effort is rewarded,
After a stumbling comes...
And has been done,
It seems for some.
And nothing less than sweat with stress...
Can one say,
Has paved the way!
And materializes after initiative has been applied.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Displeased With Their Own Enforced Activities
Uniting to rid themselves,
Of those people they disliked...
Has found them surrounded with incompetence.
And no one innovative enough,
To know what motivating initiative takes.
Someone amongst them,
Has to formulate an agenda.
And the one who campaign,
To remove discipline and a needed structure...
That had one time produced direction,
Is the first to complain that time and effort...
Is too much of a sacrifice to make things right.
But it had been alright in their narrow mindsights,
To backstab and backbite...
Those who thought nothing of sacrificing their lives,
With a determination to benefit all of their needs.
And this is the plight,
A socially ignorant environment leaves!
People eventually become displeased,
With their own enforced activities!
And finding someone outside of themselves,
To place blame becomes a priority.
With no advancement!
And nothing but excuses exchanged!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Uncomprehending the Healing Aspects of Listening
Starting all over again to make things better,
Will do...
What?
Make things better?
And for who?
The very same people who allowed destruction?
Those responsible for the creation of conflict?
People refuse to identify themselves,
As the culprits!
Or deny they hand picked their own enemies.
To refer to them as terrorists.
Who began the outsourcing of jobs?
To send them away,
At the expense of cheaper labor.
Whose products were deemed inferior made?
So other products would be savored.
Who began the marketing of decadence?
To find money easier to be had and spent!
Who stood by to watch unruly children?
As disrespect was ushered in...
With a greeding of deceit,
Making a mockery of discipline!
And the rise of racism is on their own land.
The affects of this,
They themselves began.
What is it they wish to do?
Make things better?
And for who?
Aren't these the same people who made it clear...
Their way of life was much endeared.
Aren't these the same people,
Who had values and standards...
Better than those they now say they fear?
What is it they wish to do?
Make things better?
And for who?
A self examination has of yet for them to begin.
This should be prioritized as a revelation for them.
But they remain in denial.
Uncomprehending the healing aspects of listening.
A mindset rehabilitated,
Is what people need.
A mindset rehabilitated,
Is what people need.
A mindset rehabilitated,
Is what people need.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I suspect that American workers have come to lack a work ethic. They do not live by the sweat of their brow.
quote by Kiichi Miyazawa
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Tyranny
All they knew that came to them to love,
Entertained quickly to satisfy their senses.
An investment to protect them from truth,
Had been unwisely spent in decadence.
With a lack of discipline encouraged.
And an insecurity...
No one had witness since the journey to be free,
From a tyranny pioneers promise never to see...
Again.
And those freedoms were restricted,
To an exclusive selfishness.
And the best of ideals began to lose their appeal.
As those of zeal discovered an ease to feed greed...
That would leave concepts of inclusion behind.
What's mine is yours became...just 'mine'!
With laws to ensure...
'Nothing I have will ever be yours.'
And...
A mindset of division began to isolate them in fear.
And that fear has delivered to them,
A tyranny!
Once again to endear.
And a loss of a blueprint once considered great,
Forsaken for the creation of deceit,
Hatred and self destruction...
Had been replaced.
With the unfortunate unconsciousness unaccepting...
That all who walked upon this land loved,
Had participated in sustaining a fading greatness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sweat is sweet
Sweat is
A metabolic outcome
Of an exercise
In a bio system
Human sweat is salty
But it is really sweet
As once you sweat
You are going to gain
It indicates the effort
That goes on inside
More the sweat
Greater the effort
Sweat is not always
The water droplets
Seen on the surface of a body
It may be within
And it could be a emotional outburst
But ensure such emotions are
Positive, proactive and creative
Whatever it is
Sweat is synonymous with effort
Greater the effort
More the sweat
And sweeter the gain
Often we think of
Doing away with sweating
And you natrually are
Doing away with the effort
The gain of such an effort
Cannot be that sweet
We take pride in not having sweated
In achieving a gain
But such a gain is not
Really a gain
Sweat, but, enthusiastically
With love and affection
Towards the effort
With the understanding that
Sweating is no suffering
Let it be a voluntary struggle
With clear goal and destination
In mind
You will understand that
Sweat is sweet
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Without Applying Some Kind Of Discipline
I know few who have accomplished,
Without applying some kind of discipline.
And there are those who attempt,
To impose upon others...
Seeking from them how what they do is done,
As if it is possible...
To teach devotion to someone.
I know few who have accomplished,
Without applying some kind of discipline.
And people today wish to have things their way...
Quick and without effort.
Those who sacrifice usually do not announce it.
They have ambitions that are focused.
And today,
There is a laziness people rather welcome to visit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fodder I Would Consider As Topics
I am amazed by those,
Who 'assume' they provide fodder...
I would consider as topics for my poems.
And I have stated on several occasions,
I am not inspired like that.
There is something that happens inside of me,
That dictates where my attention is zapped by attraction.
And it becomes a source to enforce,
Upon my consciousness with a focused concentration.
I wish there was an easier explanation!
But I did not learn what I do in school.
And I wish there was something connected I could say,
To have those who are curious accept and go away!
Like...
I just love the sound of rhyme.
Or...
I wasn't good at sports,
So poetry was less physical.
How about this one...
I grew up in a dysfunctional environment.
And a pad and pen became my best friends.
Maybe...
Writing was cheaper than paying a psychiatrist.
Seriously,
Writng 'was' cheaper than paying a psychiatrist.
And since I've been writing most of my life...
I declare myself 'freed' of issues and mentally stable.
Well...
Maybe I am not completely freed of 'all' issues.
And...
Why is it some people,
Take other people and their time for granted?
As if one's love for something,
Does not automatically means there is an absence...
Of a work ethic.
Or there is no initiative, motivation or discipline involved.
There are many people without a creative bone in their bodies,
Who are the first to believe...
Doing something one does not like,
Is practical.
And that reflects a 'normal' society!
'And' more acceptable than enjoying one's life!
I am amazed by those,
Who 'assume' they provide fodder...
I would consider as topics for my poems.
And I have stated on several occasions,
I am not inspired like that.
In fact,
Very 'few' people inspire me period.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Initiative And Effort
Fantasy based realities,
Have eroded the sensibilities of many.
Bittersweet is the taste of the pudding these days.
And defiant are the stances taken,
By those unaccepting that a making of dreams...
Takes initiative and effort.
And those behind the scenes doing this...
Are not wasting time,
Parading around delivering statements.
Time does not permit this,
As if a magic wand is in use.
Success that comes to one,
Has not been achieved because of a lucky break...
In most cases!
People sweat and toil to make things happen!
A greatness maintained,
Takes a persistent sleeplessness.
Mistakes and re-evaluation!
And not constant public pronouncements.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As concentration and depersonalization increase in the dominant society, as the concentration of capital increases with the takeover of ever larger businesses by conglomerates and international corporations, as more and more local initiative is abandoned to the rule of the central State, and as computerization and automation narrow the role of human initiative in both labor and administration, life becomes ever more unreal, aimless, and empty of meaning for all but a tiny elite who still cling to the illusion they possess initiative. Action and reaction — thesis and antithesis — this state of affairs produces its opposite. All over the world we are witnessing an instinctive revolt against dehumanization.
quote by Kenneth Rexroth
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Inbred Ambitions
I remember the days,
People took their creativity seriously.
And lived to fulfill their inbred ambitions.
Today people want to participate,
More as a whim to socialize and network.
And when they stroll in late,
With excuses to make...
I am not one to appreciate it,
With a subtle delivery of comments.
And coming in smacking on gum!
And carrying snacks?
My discipline within I keep,
Will not allow me to tolerate that!
And 'please'...
Do not hold up other people's time,
By a display of 'theatrics' that lie.
That kind of disrespect,
Will get a direct sign I am more than upset!
I am clinical when I sever connections.
I remember the days,
People took their creativity seriously.
And lived to fulfill their inbred ambitions.
Today...
People are living to get the attention.
And wanting to get paid to display,
Both lack of talent and a depth of feeling...
For the craft!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To not to be overthrown
Be aggressive when you rule.
Be assertive when you manage.
Be initiative when you work.
Be inventive when you suggest.
Be sincere when you implement.
Else, you will be overthrown
19.12.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Work Ethic
I make what I do look easy.
So naturally,
Those who believe they know me...
Think there is no effort applied.
And insist I could get a real job,
If I tried.
And they have real jobs they despise.
And I can say,
My work ethic is real.
I am devoted to what I do.
And with me that is the appeal.
I may not have money they can respect.
Or finances to purchase what I wish for next.
But there is one thing I know no one with me can bet...
I wont be seen shopping at the mall seeking a happiness.
And I can say,
My work ethic is real.
I am devoted to what I do.
And with me that is the appeal.
So naturally,
Those who believe they know me...
Think there is no effort applied.
And insist I could get a real job,
If I tried.
And they have real jobs they despise.
And nothing that I do with this passion I have,
Can I describe or categorize!
And everyday what I do to do it until it gets done...
I feel grateful to be blessed,
With a happiness I can regard as fun!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rare To Achieve
The creative process takes effort.
Many believe the expression itself is easy.
No announcements made are necessary,
To proclaim an interest to start what is desired...
But repeatedly does not begin.
It takes more than hours!
It takes years to hone a craft...
From love, blood, sweat and tears.
And many are not connected to what they deem as easy.
Several may get upset...
Because no support from others they get.
Why?
Well...
Let's analyze it!
Very few concepts that are lipped,
Arrive to the wrists.
With sleeves rolled up to the elbows.
It is more glamorous to say what it is one wishes to see done.
Than it is to realize it and have it shown under the Sun.
And a work truthfully in progress,
Is seldom mentioned until a finished product is seen.
Few projects move from discussion to completion.
And the ones that do...
Require a focus to get done with collective discipline.
And this,
Is extremely rare to achieve in 'most' small minded communities!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The prison of poverty...
Freedom in our land not gives us enough food,
Freedom in our land not has enough work,
Freedom in our land creates the lazy cowards,
Freedom in our land not worth to have power of people,
Believe me that we are free to do anything that could,
Walking through the streets to find out the meaning,
Of acquired freedom that we have to materialize nothing.
What a rush is this, human have no direction to go towards,
What a mad rat race is it, that human take part in it,
What a planner are these people,
who neglect the people in their planning,
What type of freedom is it that put,
minds of people in the prison of poverty?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Entertainment Escapes Made Accessible and Free
Accepting challenges around the clock nonstop...
Defantisizes life for some.
And crystallizes a maturity.
This is not often seen...
Where folks are committed to irresponsibility.
Where folks schedule their activities...
Between being uninvolved and making party scenes.
Entertainment escapes made accessible and free...
Are generally observed,
Where people are not concern.
And quickly display disrespect for themselves.
As they show a lack of discipline.
And an absence of identity.
Those like this often call for unity.
And pray to have their communities monitored...
As they beg for more police.
To keep them protected from themselves,
As they spread more of their mental disease.
And this is done by urbanites,
At a price that is paid by everyone!
Although no one acknowledges a consciousness claimed...
To be seriously considered or concrete of beliefs.
Not when so many have exited from accountability.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Words of Encouragement
Wanting something to happen without desire,
Does not materialize that which is wished to occur.
It takes patience and motivation,
Sacrifice and nerve.
Some believe all it takes is someone else,
To do it for them.
Then sit back to believe there is an ease to it.
While they offer words of encouragement.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Kind of Devoted Discipline
Many do not understand,
This kind of devoted discipline.
Some don't understand the benefits of discipline,
Period.
And it is difficult for them,
To connect success with a drive that is focused.
Some people believe luck is involved,
That comes to assist achievement.
And not intention...or,
The sweat of hard work and sleepless nights.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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