Driven To Madness
No matter where one goes.
Or language one speaks...
With or without an ethnic heritage,
To proclaim!
There is going to be a gratification sought,
To satisfy.
Human beings have a tendency,
To denounce their animalistic cravings...
As unnatural.
Confessing...
They have 'sins', flaws and other blemishes.
And yet attempt to escape from their insecurities...
Through games of conflict.
And the obsession they impose upon themselves,
To obtain possessions.
Only to rid themselves of possessions...
To be lured and tempted to seek physical gratifications,
To satisfy.
And driven to madness,
If denied!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Greed
How much do you really want?
If you had it would it really solve your problems?
Do you realise the pain it causes
Struggling for something you may never get
How much would you sacrifice if I told you I could change your life?
You don't have to take on my advice
Don't do something that you might regret
How much do you really need?
Is it justified or is it greed?
If you satisfy your vanity
If you get to where you think you wanna go
How much is it gonna take?
Will you see it through or will you break?
Cos in the end what will you have to show?
Life can be lonely
When all you have are your possessions
Greed becomes your main obsession
Just take it slowly
If what you want ain't what you need
You've become a victim of your greed
How much do you really feel?
Can you recognise when something's real?
Do you live your life by fake ideals?
Do you think that one day you will get the chance?
What happens if you don't achieve
Will it be enough if you believe
You can just rely on destiny
Don't you know your fate is in your hands
How much is enough for you?
When you reach the top what will you do?
Will you look around for something new?
Without the destination will you carry on?
Will you try day after day
Pretend you don't hear what they say?
What would you do if all your pride was gone?
Life can be lonely
When all you have are your possessions
Greed becomes your main obsession
Just take it slowly
If what you want ain't what you need
You've become a victim of your greed
Cos material possessions ain't the world
(Ain't the world)
Nobody ever bought you happiness with diamonds or pearls
(Diamonds or pearls)
You've gotta look at this for what they really are
(What they really are)
Or you'll find yourself wanting more
Going way too far
Life can be lonely
When all you have are your possessions
Greed becomes your main obsession
Just take it slowly
If what you want ain't what you need
You've become a victim of your greed
Life can be lonely
Just take it slowly
If what you want ain't what you need
You've become a victim of your greed
Life can be lonely
When all you have are your possessions
Greed becomes your main obsession
Just take it slowly
If what you want ain't what you need
You've become a victim of your greed
Life can be lonely
Just take it slowly...
song performed by by Liberty X from Thinking It Over
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Less Tongue
Isn't always a 'they' involved?
A group of nameless faces.
We blame as a resolve.
To escape our guilts...
And flaws,
With the pimples and the blemishes.
Isn't it always a 'they' involved?
Some unknown entity to blame.
When something 'affects' our peace?
And that monster inside of us heats.
We seek places to go...
To get it whipped and/or beatened.
Either for the attention of it...
Or to satisfy masochistic pleasures.
Which is it?
And it is always a 'they' involved,
Doing it better.
And doing it because they want it in return...
With it done even better than it was given.
With a lot less tongue!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I am beginning to have a healthy dread of possessions, be it of a country, a house, a being or even an idea. If we are bothered by possessions we cannot really live either from without or from within; we are the possession of our possessions. All wars and most loves come from the possessive instinct. Why grab possessions like thieves, or divide them like socialists when you can ignore them like wise men: that you may belong to everything and everything be yours inclusive of yourself. Could we, and we can, have the vital necessities for all, we should do away with this cry of class and begin to differentiate between individuals.
quote by Natalie Clifford Barney
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The Path of a Gambler
A man sought coin in a voluminous fashion,
a few more pounds to add to his loot,
used to help satisfy a prodigal passion.
A father has lost his son to a single action;
when he craved to add to the tempting fruit,
a man sought coin in a voluminous fashion.
His gambler's heart soon became a beacon;
racing, waiting for a spotter's toot,
used to help satisfy a prodigal passion.
This one risk is only but a fraction
of the goal which he was to pursuit.
a man sought coin in a voluminous fashion.
When his hands started to feel the burden,
one that he had been too blind to compute,
used to help satisfy a prodigal passion.
When his bets were lost, he heard a beckon,
he sought to close the the tribute.
A man sought coin in a voluminous fashion,
used to help satisfy a prodigal passion.
poem by Michael Roysdon
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I Need You, I Want You
satisfy my hunger, satisfy my greed
satisfy my longing, satisfy my need
satisfy my yearning, satisfy my desire
satisfy my craving, with your hose put out my fire
Take me to paradise, take me away
Take me to heaven, every single day
Feed me with your passion, feed me with your soul
Feed me with your fruit, feed me with your control
I need you to want me, I need you to be here
I need you to control me, for you are my puppeteer
Control me with your love, control me with your mind
control me however you want. I do not mind
For I am under your spell, and whatever you want i will give
For without you i am nothing, without you i do not want to live
poem by Katherine Shaw
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You See Life With a Wish to Leech
You,
Are much too negative.
And you wish to impose it,
Upon those who oppose it.
You,
See life with a wish to leech.
To satisfy selfish whims.
You are in it to gain.
Not to lose but to win.
And there is nothing wrong,
With desiring success.
But you wish it to be given...
Believing the taking of it,
Brings you a happiness.
You,
Are much too negative.
And you wish to impose it,
Upon those who oppose it.
You,
See life with a wish to leech.
To satisfy selfish whims.
You are in it to gain.
Not to lose but to win.
No matter who you choose,
To endure your sufferings.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If Power Alone Was the Ingredient
Is the power to be divisive,
Power given to provide one's own defeat?
Is the power to induce conflict misdirected?
Since this power driven,
Produces more of a madness.
Clear and complete.
If power alone was the ingredient,
To satisfy the masses as an instrument for peace.
Why does that power increase chaos?
And why is there little of that peace released?
If power alone was the ingredient,
To satisfy the masses as an instrument for peace!
Especially when no mention is made,
To a mixture fixed in spirituality...
With intent of purpose displayed to save!
If religiously applied,
By those who say...
They pray faithfully and obey!
And to 'who' and 'what'...
Generates a response to inflict those solutions,
To confuse with permission...
The ones listening who become impressed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What For Them Will Be Their Just Reward
Beginning to grieve their own imperfections,
They seek 'immediate' relief...
From the sight of their flaws and blemishes,
They have begun to witness.
Yet for years by others seen,
Even though those same 'flaws' and 'blemishes',
Now declared too painful...
Have agonized others who have suffered...
With a tolerance,
Of sacrificing all of their lifes...
Enduring being afflicted by them.
With no one attempting to heal or mend,
The scars they have had to pretend were not felt.
Or for 'them' and those before them,
Carried.
But did dare not to say,
Existed!
What for them and those before them,
Will be their just reward?
Apologies?
Ointments?
Bandages to mask their wounds?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just to Satisfy You
Someone's gonna get hurt before you're through
Someone's gonna pay for the things you do
How many hearts must break, how many will it take
To satisfy you, just to satisfy you
Another love, another fool
To play your game
Another love, another fool
They're all the same
Someone's gonna get hurt before you're through
Don't be surprised if that someone is you
You're gonna find when it's too late, a heart that just won't break
To satisfy you, just to satisfy you
How many tears were cried, how many dreams have died
To satisfy you, just to satisfy you
song performed by by Waylon Jennings, lyrics by Don Bowman & Waylon Jennings from Black on Black (February 1982)
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Felt That Without Description
When love came to us...
Where were the conditions?
I did not hear or see them.
I did not feel a restriction,
Slowly peeling to strip from us...
The hunger of touching.
When love came to us...
We did not care there were physical flaws.
Or blemishes of imperfection.
Only caressing kept us awed.
As we pawed and played.
In uninhabited abandonment.
When love came to us...
Why could we not keep it,
As it came to nourish.
Was there too much of it shown?
Too much to satisfy,
Until it was decided it will be there...
Whenever!
I had taken us too for granted.
And you took too much to leave me...
Finally in my own grief.
I can not believe the depth.
I have felt that without description.
Realizing my selfishness became too soon,
A demand of your attention...
I did not have the patience to wait for then!
And now with patience,
I have no peace without you...
I can announce is mine,
If in conferences we shared
Before we slept close...
Finds us in separate beds yearning.
At least...
I am in need.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Trying A Way To Fit In
Every morning that I am blessed to have awakened,
I am in the classroom and prepared to be tested.
And if I didn't regard my life that way,
I'd be struggling with the feeling of failure
On a daily basis.
And
If I did not think or believe
I had an opportunity before me,
To improve upon my weak performances...
I'd be afraid to appear on stage
when I left my place of comfort.
Every morning.
However.
Before I do any of that.
And forget I am constantly teased and tempted,
By the trappings of life.
I express my gratitude to 'whatever' it is,
That has granted me 'consciousness' about this process.
Because I know if I didn't have it
I'd be rushing to a psychologist helping me find a way to fit in.
And I will not blame any of this craziness I've witnessed on God.
Even though an awareness of what is going on is inescapable.
And those trying a way to fit in,
To satisfy others with their accomplishments and possessions...
Seem not to be able to acquire happiness.
So glad am I.
When I discovered I could not purchase happiness after years of trying,
I was relieved.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Flaws
Blemishes are like opinions given.
They are exposed for what they are.
To either accept or reject them.
Something eventually is corrected.
Someone with flaws has to be convinced.
Some flaw bearers are nauseating...
And sometimes over compensate what is done,
For approval sake that comes close to being disgusting
However...
Few with blemishes AND flaws,
Have the ability to capture the imagination of anyone.
Unless they are comedians laughing sadly at themselves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Jellikit
Jellikit
I just want to satisfy you
I would like to rectify you
Pay no attention to what youve heard
This mediocrity is so absurd. but
I wont listen to erratic advice
Dont make me ask you nice
I just want to satisfy you
I would like to contemplate you
Perhaps sometime well irritate you
I wont listen to sparratic advice
Dont make me ask you twice
I just want to satisfy you
Jellikit x 3
I just want to satisfy you
Jellikit
I just want to satisfy you
Jellikit x 6
song performed by by Primus
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Saturated In a Marination
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
Ignorance for what it is,
Is a most difficult thing...
For one to overcome!
Not everyone can resist this pull.
Not all are prone,
To sit alone in isolation.
To satisfy a thinking sensation!
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
And that's what it takes,
To break from the commonness of it!
Ignorance can be comforting.
Especially when so many,
Have been bred and born to feed on it.
Saturated in a marination...
Seeped with ingredients,
That produce clowns to fool around.
Displaying condoned qualities of misfits.
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
Is it an illness...
Ever to be cured?
And chased away from its endurance?
Ever to be blocked and knock out...
Never to regain a need for it to remain unchanged?
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
Ignorance can not be that deep of an affliction!
Why is it so craved?
Why is it chosen...
To wallow in and stay?
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
Wanting to comprehend and understand...
May today be the most dangerous weapon.
For inquisitive children.
Or thoughtful women.
Or the deeds of a concerned,
And caring man!
Even when this is done,
It is best not to be seen.
By anyone!
On any surfaced scene.
Where they will be demeaned.
Avoiding suspicion,
Should be the condition...
Of one who chooses to connect with thought.
Selecting that as an escape.
An undercover mission!
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.
quote by Martin Luther King
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Wearing Several Different Hats
First there had been an attempt,
To disclaim my talents.
Hoping this would satisfy their insecurities.
When that was not successful,
A campaign to plagiarize my gifts...
As if I would not notice it,
Was a huge major step they believed...
Would increase their self worth and confidence.
Now they want to change their identity,
After all the damage they have caused!
But not to me!
I am comfortable wearing several different hats.
And have learned from my youth how to do that well.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The perfect joys of heaven do not satisfy the cravings of nature.
quote by William Hazlitt
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Lacking In the Package
Being stripped naked.
And inspected for those blemishes,
Or flaws...
I accept!
I am not one to pretend they do not exist.
Or am I one to wish them away.
Not as eager as I am to be naked.
Just like this!
So please...
You will not embarrass me,
If you believe there is something I need to know...
That I have mistaken as a gift!
And you have viewed 'something'
That is lacking in the package!
I will admit over the years...
That parts of me aren't so quick to lift!
Or satisfy the beholder,
Who believes I should at least address it.
That,
And/or my nakedness.
Or my willingness to completely strip,
To bare all!
Even though my grip,
On my narcissistic days...
Do seem to be slipping,
Into a fading aging phase.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Common Language
Common Language
The common language of Earth and galaxies everywhere,
is Soul Language, which sentient beings all do share.
Share their thoughts about conflict and strife,
bring back “peace” and end killing of life.
Life of course cannot die,
but can be needs to be respected, cherished and not denied.
Like Peter of Galilee,
was speaking Soul Language to 1,000 people times 3.
They all knew what he had said,
Pilgrims followed the teachings in which they were lead,
and became followers of The Way,
teachings for daily living of Jesus on that Pentecost Sunday.
Now nations of Earth can speak from a common ground,
hear the purist voice in the purist form without a sound.
Soul language has the presence of the divine,
it’s wisdom is used in Soul Language all the time.
Soul language can heal the conflict of the nations
Of Earth, make had a new world view in it’s rebirth.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 19,2011
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People who get through life dependent on other people's possessions are always the first to lecture you on how little possessions count.