Dumb As They Come
I resent you calling me dumb as they come.
At least when you called me ignorant,
I felt secure and amongst my peers.
But now,
You have ruined that by singling me out.
And since you have done that,
I am treated with envy and jealousy.
And I have never been one,
To seek that kind of attention
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Yes I Am
I resent you calling
I resent your voice
I resent that I
Don't have a choice
Anywhere I go
You are always there
Outside the car
Or in my hair
I think I've been here before
Yes I've been here before
The last time you locked
All the doors
And I resent you calling
I resent your voice
I resent that I
Don't have a choice
And yes I am wary
Yes I am
song performed by by Radiohead
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That Forgiveness They Seek
After decades of declaring created enemies,
They wanted others to believe...
Were full of jealousy and envy.
With a doing of awful things to themselves,
To gain and plot the getting of attention...
From those willing to give them empathy.
And empathy to them had been given.
They now wish to call a truce.
But with who or whom will they truce with a doing?
Those whose lives they have ruined to defame?
Or the ones they deceived into believing,
Those enemies selected and picked...
Would have never thought of them existing,
If they had initially minded their own business.
What is the purpose of forgiving anyone,
Who spends their time...
Proving to others they've been out of their minds.
And that forgiveness they seek,
Should be of themselves with lessons taught to teach.
Since they chose to reek their own havoc,
Blamed to have been done by someone else.
And...
Successful in the doing of it they had been.
Until it was exposed...
They chose their own descent.
Without comprehending...
Those of substance and integrity are not shallow.
Nor corrupted by limited mentalities deluded.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Jealousy
Some people get jealous
at the talent others have
and set out to ridicule
them in someway.
What they never think
is they to have a talent
that may follow a different direction
than the one they think they have.
Any kind of jealousy
can eat away at you,
chew you up and spit you out
bitter and depraved.
Envy is another form of jealousy,
wanting what others might have,
and something you cannot attain.
It too eats away at you
the same way jealousy will do
and soon you will hate
what others can do.
If you stopped for a moment,
looked at the things you can do.
You might then realise
these same people
you are jealous of
maybe in awe
at the things you can do.
Jealousy ruins lives,
don’t let it ruin yours too.
poem by David Harris
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That's 'Almost' Funny
If one does anything perceived,
That gets an attention one deserves...
There will be envy expressed.
Or a sarcasm heard.
If one looks a certain way,
That hints of beauty...
Or an accepted physical presence,
There will be envy shown.
Or a 'player' hating comment thrown.
Forget about feelings of emotions felt.
Forget about struggles one is dealed and dealt.
Forget about living the process of life itself.
If it was about looks and what it took to survive...
Very few who victimize would not be around,
Expressing envy, jealousy...
Or rolling their nonproductive eyes.
Folks who provoke and poke their jokes,
Do more lieing than trying to invoke good strokes.
'That's some 'light' stuff!
Is your poetry on a diet? '
That's 'almost' funny.
It must be the season of the Easter Bunny?
I rate that one 'ha' with two hees.
Followed with a 'mind-your-business'.
Leave!
On a serious note...
You irritate me.
ANYWAY...
If one does anything perceived,
That gets an attention one deserves...
There will be envy expressed.
Or a sarcasm heard.
If one looks a certain way,
That hints of beauty...
Or an accepted physical presence,
There will be envy shown.
Or a 'player' hating comment thrown.
'To an 'ego' known.
Overblown.'
You have a lot of time to do absolutely 'nothing'.
'And with a 'nothingness' done,
You have achieved 'some' success.'
Buzz off!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Give Them No Credit
Maybe it is believed,
Those who have achieved success...
Seek attention,
From those of mediocre ambitions?
'That doesn't make sense!
None of it.'
Well...
Perhaps it is perceived,
Their expressions of jealousy and envy...
Will attract those of peace of mind,
To want to be around them all the time.
'That sounds just as sick as your first explanation.'
Then maybe they are just crazed.
And they are given too much attention.
Perhaps you are 'feeling' them with empathy...
Not realizing insanity has already smothered them enough.
And you are trying to find an excuse,
That gives them a purpose for their existence.
'There has to be a reason why God made pests!
Something my mind has not been able to digest! '
You should give your mind a rest.
And give them no credit for being near one.
And leave whatever they are or are not,
Alone!
It is obvious they are attempting to addict you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Declaring Something Popular
Declaring someone or something popular,
Invites the critics like flies...
To a horse's tail.
Like one's urgent need,
To use an available toilet.
When people seeking to smear,
That which they can not stomach...
When a popularity has been endeared.
Why?
Jealousy, envy.
And a need to compensate,
For those nagging insecurities that hide...
Unmentioned latent dreams of getting attention,
For anything done they do.
No matter what it is.
All they seek to be is popular.
With a making of attempts,
To diminish the popularity...
Of that which has been declared.
And the evidence of that is everywhere.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without a Hint of Wisdom
Caught up in the 'what ifs' and 'whys'.
And not seeing eye to eye with a reality
That has longed called for their attention!
No one wants to mention that.
They would rather play cat and mouse games.
And play tag with an upcoming disaster!
This will be their glory!
And their claim to fame.
This they play...
Is the ignorant game,
Played their way!
Caught up in the 'what ifs' and 'whys',
Have been those who chose to lie all their lives.
Storytelling their way to prescribed drugs!
And many find them pleasant to be around.
It then becomes no secret kept as to 'why'.
This they play...
Is the ignorant game,
Played their way!
When they are seen caught up,
In the 'what ifs and 'whys' of life.
It becomes clearly understood without question,
They have been detached much longer...
Than they were thought to be deranged!
And 'this' those who know,
Have found attractive to show...
As a destination.
To astound the nonbelievers!
This they play...
Is the ignorant game,
Played their way!
Caught up in the 'what ifs' and 'whys'.
And not seeing eye to eye with a reality
That has longed called for their attention!
No one wants to mention that.
They would rather play cat and mouse games.
And play tag with an upcoming disaster!
This will be their glory!
And their claim to fame.
This they play...
Is the ignorant game,
Played their way!
For lives that stay tricked,
Without a hint of wisdom...
Exiting from their lips!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Jealousy
(Jealousy) What made you get the same shoe as mine?
(Jealousy) I cop attain and bought a house then came
(Jealousy) Why'd you have to say my mother's name?
(Jealousy) I could kill you or leave you shamed
(Jealousy) Let me introduce you to the world of jealousy
(Jealousy) It can get you killed
song performed by by Ghostface Killah from Bulletproof Wallets
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Jealousy is both reasonable and belongs to reasonable men, while envy is base and belongs to the base, for the one makes himself get good things by jealousy, while the other does not allow his neighbour to have them through envy.
We may seek a fortune for no greater reason than to secure the respect and attention of people who would otherwise look straight through us.
quote by Alain de Botton
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To Then Leave
The seeking to get attention business,
Isn't all what it cracks up to be.
Those who seek no attention,
Are chased by those disbelieving,
No one wants to keep peace selfishly...
To be left alone.
And these might be the ones who first sought attention,
Initially.
Now...
Those who seek to get attention,
And with passion disguised by a lust...
Accompanied with deep breathing,
Could frighten someone seeking just to tease.
To then leave quietly...
To then go home to self satisfy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Denying What They See Is Themselves
Jealousy, envy.
And a lack of self-worth with identity,
Closed the door on them to lock all out...
From a treasure that was theirs,
That could have been shared...
To broaden their opportunities with other things to do.
But blinded to it was the intention of those ignorant.
With a keeping of ignorance as their preference.
And as a means to show themselves down to Earth.
But yet wanting to move away from those,
Who mirrored them with their 'down-to-Earth' activities.
Although denying what they see is themselves reflected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From Generation to Generation
They destroyed themselves,
From jealousy.
And envy took many of them to their graves.
With self inflicting animosities,
They do to others as they wish.
With a hatred of themselves,
Heard on cussed exchanging lips.
Many of them are 'raising' children,
Like neglected pets...
Chained and leashed,
On trashed doorsteps.
Neglect is not understood,
Since many only comprehend handouts.
And living in sleaze like leeches,
Is a quality of life they only know and perceive.
They destroyed themselves,
From jealousy.
And envy took many of them to their graves.
From generation to generation...
Freedom for them is meant to enslave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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List Of Things You Want
You want to be treated fairly.
You want to be treated right.
You want to be treated with respect.
And your dignity protected day and night.
What makes your needs any different than mine?
And why should I treat you more thoughtfully,
Than you have treated me?
And you taught me the many faces,
Of mental and physical abuse.
With declarations to make me feel,
Unqualified to be near a gutter.
And you want what?
From me?
To prove to you I can be humane?
I know I did not hear you say that?
And you called me a heathen too?
Heathens do not give the shirts off their backs.
You want to be treated fairly.
You want to be treated right.
You want to be treated with respect.
And your dignity protected day and night.
And...
May I add,
An all expense paid trip to Fantasy Island.
Hosted by the best psychiatrist available.
With a need to stay.
Put that on your list of things you want.
To have us both hope that happens.
And not soon enough.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stuck Like Glue
You are quite different,
Than what I had expected.
'Who and what did you expect? '
Based on rumors and gossip heard,
You are nothing like that at all...
An injustice has been served.
'Oh?
Not at all.
You must not look at it that way.
I see it as an opportunity...
To get those the attention that they seek.'
I do see this from your point of view.
And after meeting you...
I can understand,
There may be some jealousy and backbiting...
Those who are envious make known in their pursuits.'
'I can not stop doing what I do...
Just to chase little children,
Making grumpy noises as they masquerade...
Jumping up and down to get attention,
Dressed in their monster suits to do a 'BOO'!
I thank God maturity is on my mind,
With an obligation that keeps me stuck like glue! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sorry
Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry,
I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy,
Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry,
I was no good at jealousy, no good at jealousy.
Hes here, oh honey for just a day,
Ill find away to get away,
No matter what you say, hey hey.
Hes here, oh honey for just aday,
Hes coming from so far away,
For just a day, hey hey.
I dont want to deceive you,
But tell me how can I be true,
When all the jealosy,
Keeps me from telling it all to you.
Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry,
I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy,
Hes here, oh honey for just once a year,
That aint so much for you to share,
That aint so much to share.
Hes here, oh honey for just once a year,
You got my lovin right here,
Prepare now there, now there.
Nothing is never the same when your sorry,
Im really sorry of my jealousy,
Keeps you from knowing another side of me,
He loves me too and hes not jealous of you.
Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry,
I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy.
Baby, sorry, jealousy, sorry, jealousy,
So full of jealousy...
song performed by by Grace Jones
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Jealousy
Hes got a great big hit hes in a limousine
When I see his face somethin starts to freeze
Hes got money for miles his girl comes out of vogue
When he acts like an ass hes treated like a rogue
I feel it comin its flushin my face
I feel it comin jealousy baby
I feel it comin its boilin my blood
I feel it comin jealousy baby
I feel it comin flushin my face
I feel it comin jealousy baby
I feel it comin boilin my blood
I feel it comin jealousy baby
This isn t for the first time in my life
She comes from top cheekbones she never worried hard
You could camp an army on her familys yard
When I look at blue blood I want to make it mud
And tear that difference down rock an roll is how
I feel it comin its breakin my neck
I feel it comin jealousy baby
I feel it comin boilin my blood
I feel it comin jealousy baby
I feel it comin boilin my blood
I feel it comin jealousy baby
I feel it comin breakin my neck
I feel lr comin jealousy baby
This isn t for the first time in my life
I feel it comin its flushin my face
I feel it comin jealousy baby
I feel it comin boilin my blood
I feel it comin jealousy baby
I feel it comin flushin my face
I feel it comin jealousy baby
I feel it comin breakin my neck
I feel it comin jealousy baby
I feel it comin heatin my eyes
I feel it comin jealousy baby
Jealousy baby
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Dead Souls
Someone take these dreams away
That point me to another day
A duel of personalities
That stretch all true reality
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
When figures from the past stand tall
And mocking voices ring the hall
Imperialistic house of prayer
Conquistadores who took their share
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
Calling me, calling me
Calling me, calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
Written by: joy division
Performed by: trent reznor
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Jealously
Who was with you - where you been?
Baby it can't be this again
I can't cool it 'cos i can't win it with you
Words like punches - things we said
Under the belt and in the head
Down for the count in a cold cold bed
Beat by jealousy
Jealousy - jealousy
Stanglehold - love can't breathe
Let me be - set me free
Jealousy
You won't hear what i imply
What you say - i won't buy
You deny but you lie
Jealousy
Jealousy - jealousy
Stanglehold - love can't breathe
Let me be - set me free
Jealousy
Down suspicious - torn in doubt
Dirty vicious - knock me out
Danger, danger - stakes are high
Hook the blow between the eyes
Every round - we lose more ground
Jealousy
Jealousy - jealousy
Stanglehold - love can't breathe
Let me be - set me free
Jealousy
song performed by by Heart
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What Would Be The Point
What would be the point,
If a blade of grass
Was not meant to feel,
Its importance?
Would it be inspired to grow?
And to whom and what,
Does it attempt to impress?
Another blade of grass,
That stretches to grow fast
From its seed.
What would be the point,
If no flower bloomed.
To provide the bees,
With no nectar to gather.
To return to a hive.
Does it do this,
To keep itself alive?
What would be the point,
For the trees to exist?
If the leaves that grew from them,
Did not assist in the mixture of air.
That helped us breathe.
Do the trees do this,
To flaunt its deeds?
And what would be the point,
For us to seek love.
If all we did with it was to argue,
Again and again as if to win
Debates,
As to who is more deserving
To appreciate this gift of life?
With a stubbornness to convince,
Who is wrong.
And who is right.
What would be the point,
To argue, fuss and fight
If all of us knew this gift of life,
Was meant.
If not
Who's side of the argument makes sense?
If we all are here,
Getting the same attention.
And perhaps
In getting that attention,
There is envy and jealousy?
And anyone who says they believe with faith
Would observe that God has created abundance.
And those who choose to take and not give,
Seem to the ones self destructing.
At their own expense!
To make what point?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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