Efforts
What do you think about efforts.
And what they eventually can produce?
Once that investment is made.
And people are tolerant.
With patience.
Prepared for disappointment.
And some people aren't ready,
To comprehend that at all.
'Personally,
I am lactose intolerant.
But I would think eventually,
They would produce a calf.
One only has to wait...patiently.
But I tell you...
Some of them can be quite disappointing,
From what I have heard and understand.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lactose Intolerant
I lack the enzymes
To properly digest lactose
I cant drink cows milk
I cant drink milk from a goat
Yogurt, cottage cheese
Make me throw up
Please no cream in my cup
My stomach is swelling
I am lactose --- intolerant
My throat is constricting
I am lactose --- intolerant
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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Replace Me
Replace me with another person,
Replace my efforts with his,
Remind me of the pleas you made,
Produce us further if you wish.
Promises are primroses, only they are sweet,
To look at and keep, forming the sunlight,
Making me dozens of helpers in return,
So produce us further if you define us.
Influences come from the page,
Sleep shall snake its way to a wonder
Where production of words occurs,
When the efforts between us shall preserve us.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Only to Produce Classics
I can not help it,
If I am able...
Only to produce classics.
'OH!
Aren't you the modest one?
With an ego that shuns you away.
From anyone who has liked what you've done.'
You think so?
'Yeah!
People perceive you to be this egotistical manic.'
I didn't realize that.
I only write to achieve my very best.
Maybe you are right.
I could have said that with a bit more humility!
How does this sound:
'I can not help it,
If I am able...
Only to produce classics.
With better ones to come! '
'Well...
I guess one of us is learning something! '
Is this a full confession?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People Don't Care
everyone dies..........eventually.
some people care,
heaven or hell?
most people dont.
some people love there life
but most people don't
most poeple live there boring lives.
then they just...........die.
most people do nothing exciting,
in the pathetic world we live in,
with cubiculs and safe neighborhoods.
most people don't care.
optimistic, aren't we?
poem by Bethany Inthemeantime
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Solicited With Other Voices
Those able and capable of making decisions,
Are already prepared to be blamed for them.
Since those who take positions,
To find hiding places as is their custom...
Always seem to make appearances,
To dispute those decisions that have been made.
With an advocating of protests...
Solicited with other voices raised,
So no one can detect which of those voices heard...
Stand out to be recognized by anyone,
To humiliate publicly and personally disgrace.
Although cookies shakened together in one package,
Eventually chip to have them all crumble.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who in the same given time can produce more than others has vigor; who can produce more and better, has talents; who can produce what none else can, has genius.
quote by Johann Kaspar Lavater
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What Would Be The Purpose
Taking it to falsify someone's character,
Eventually results in the discrediting...
Of the person making adverse comments.
Not only is the person who has been defamed,
Discovered not to be the person believed to have been known...
But also those who become aware of this,
Realize the only information they get about anyone depicted...
Has never come from the mouths of those,
Who are themselves the 'horses'.
You know what I'm sayin'...
Those who actually lay down their own life track.
That information has always been given by someone,
Running their mouth giving opinions to have others quickly believe.
And doing it as if they've been annointed an authority.
Whole families have been ruined by people like that.
People who are jealous and lie about the actual facts.
When people eventually meet someone who has been scandalized.
Their actual personas aren't accepted.
In fact,
It is perceived they are in disguise.
'Why do they act like that? '
~Act? That's who they are.~
'That's not what I've been told.'
~Well...
When was the last time you had a conversation with them? ~
'I've never had a conversation with them.
What would be the purpose? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We hope that eventually there would be an occasion which I can personally prove that game music can in fact impress many different people and move them.
quote by Nobuo Uematsu
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The Light of Life
We come to live.
Not to follow as shadows.
We come to reflect...
The best of efforts.
To glow in the giving of respect.
We are here to influence this experience.
In support of others.
Not to distort their paths.
Or bestow upon their journeys...
Obstacles we inject!
We need not wish,
For these acts to be done.
To selfishly benefit!
When eventually...
There is none!
We are individually energized.
All of us are,
By the rays from the Sun.
To appreciate everyone's gifts given!
Not try to take away.
But share, grow and obey.
That which within us is divinely sent.
Minds to adventure.
Not to despise and hide in devilment.
To deceive to end in shadows...
Alone to grieve.
We come to live.
Not to follow as shadows.
We come to reflect...
The best of efforts.
In deeds that are sewn,
To produce an increased 'betterment'.
Making this known as it is shown.
Not to suffer from our deceits.
In belief there comes a gain maintained.
When tears from our eyes produce nothing,
But rain.
And overflowing suffering sustained!
We come to live.
Not to follow as shadows.
To discover too late...
When our 'lights' are turned out,
That darkness awaits our fate.
And that experience...
Is seldom in need of replication!
Dedicated darkness,
Has its own agenda!
And only then do we seem to get the message.
Taught in a silence.
Yet 'missed' when given the light of life!
That should excell in the dedication of growth!
But greed has fed us into blindness!
Behind which we...
Allow ourselves to follow!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your productions
It is in your hand to beget children
It is in your hand to produce novels.
How they’re received aren’t in your hands.
Don’t mind and avoid disappointment.
28.10.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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As the revenue of the farmer is realized in raw produce, or in the value of raw produce, he is interested, as well as the landlord, in its high exchangeable value, but a low price of produce may be compensated to him by a great additional quantity.
quote by David Ricardo
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When Is it Ever Ready?
When is it ever ready...
For us to make up our minds,
It is time to get what we put off
To get something done?
When is it ever ready...
For us?
When is it ever ready...
To stop and wait.
For us to negotiate,
This is the moment...
That has arrived,
For us to get up and move?
Just to prove we can delay
Another day...
To make an excuse,
To collect with the other excuses...
Made!
When is it ever ready?
Time seems to never be!
It seems to do what it chooses without us!
To experience...
Or ignore completely.
As we sit to cuss its noncommitment.
Observing it as it cares less,
About how some of us waste it...
With more uselessness!
To eventually confess.
When is it ever ready?
That is probably not a concern...
Nor a priority,
Or on its agenda.
Time is man made.
To set limits...
As if man allows 'it' to benefit,
And exist.
To put up with a man's nonsense.
Or a woman's.
Either way...
No one can say,
They have more of it...
Than anyone.
To just let it sit!
And ask of it...
If and When it is ever ready!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Guilt Can Never Be Left Abandoned
A feeling of guilt,
Comes to attach to a mind...
As if applied to affix with supper glue.
To disturb only the one who knows it.
No matter if the truth is told.
It is going to be there,
To eventually show...
Someone mentally troubled.
Guilt can never be left abandoned,
As easily as a lie one leaves to tell.
Or believes...
In the doing of it.
Truth on the other hand,
When it eventually appears...
Seems never to mind,
To have tolerated a wait with patience.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Less Tolerant of Your Success
Tolerant?
I am accused of not being tolerant?
This has got to be something filmed,
On a candid camera.
It is...
Isn't it?
I guess you will soon accusing me,
Of preventing your success?
How about this one...
Holding you back,
From promotions you were not qualified to get,
Even though I place higher scores...
On all of the recent tests.
Oh...
And yesI
How could I forget?
Forgive me for introducing race,
To profile you based upon the color of your skin.
And not consider your efforts made,
To improve your life and protect your assets.
And excuse all of the people I represent.
You know the ones enjoying the act,
Of suppressing themselves.
With the love of stress,
Lived under constant duress.
You are most correct.
I guess I have been less tolerant of your success.
When I should be more grateful to know,
My own people are thrilled to show suppression expressed...
In urban ghettos wherever across this country,
Anyone goes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Crippling Needs
Faith and disappointment!
Who merged this disarray?
What signals were introduced...
To produce excuses this way?
Prayer and dissatisfaction?
Who sits to wish for this hypocrisy?
Infractions that attract,
Leaves detractors more detached.
With a unity scrapped,
And no chance of it...
Ever coming back!
Hope and degradation...
Enforced to minimize,
Overconfidence and elation!
Pits an unfitting feast of people,
Against themselves...
With crippling needs!
Faith and disappointment!
Who merged this disarray?
What signals were introduced...
To produce excuses this way?
Hope and degradation,
Enforced to minimize...
An overconfidence and elation!
Pits an unfitting feast of people,
Against themselves...
With crippling needs!
Prayer and dissatisfaction?
Who sits to wish for this hypocrisy?
Infractions that attract,
Leaves detractors more detached.
With a unity scrapped,
And no chance of it...
Ever coming back!
Even to comply...
With a mismatched patching,
Of lives pieced together,
To induced them all
To produce a tethering.
That is linked to seduce,
More elusive alibis!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stupid Looks
People are now heard saying,
What 'could' have been done...
When what 'should' have been done,
They did not do.
Ignoring what has been stated,
To have someone else appear as if crazed...
Delivers the opposite effect,
To eventually reveal...
Those who procrastinate standing,
With stupid looks on their faces.
People seem only quick to listen,
After and not before something to them happens.
And to those they have chosen to critique and slander,
They are 'always' proactive...
With their character assassinations.
Even when they have clearly victimized themselves.
People are now heard saying,
What 'could' have been done...
When what 'should' have been done,
They did not do.
And they seek to lay blame on someone else,
As if it is their tradition to not self examine.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No matter how calmly you try to referee, parenting will eventually produce bizarre behavior, and I'm not talking about the kids. Their behavior is always normal.
quote by Bill Cosby
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Are You Ready?
Are you ready?
Action boy now
Action girl now
Be prepared to climb another mountain
Are you ready?
Action boy now
Action girl now
Be prepared to swim across the ocean
Are you ready?
Be prepared
To fill you plate
Be prepared
Dont hesitate
Be prepared
For a great big bust
Be prepared
To do what you must
Be prepared
To take a hit
Be prepared
To go for it
Be prepared
For a sneak attack
Be prepared
Just dont look back
They say, where theres a will theres a way
Weve heard, these are the things that they say
So.
Reach out for that big fat star
Stick to the groove
And go real far
Outrun the ones who steal the abar (? ? )
Are you ready?
Action boy now
Action girl now
Be prepared to blast into the future
Action boy now
Action girl now
Be prepared to rearrange the picture
Are you ready?
song performed by by Devo
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An Exchanging Of Footsteps
Could it still be a possibility,
That one's life lived exclusively...
Running away from responsibility,
Can learn after many years spent...
Ignoring the benefits obtained,
In acquiring skills in arithmetic.
Or the process it takes to comprehend,
What has been read to broaden a limitation...
Accepted in one's head instead,
To begin to attach those pieces that fit.
And they eventually could sit patiently,
With a doing of this?
Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!
Many dismissing the discipline it takes,
To quietly absorb a practice in listening...
Actually wait until it's too late,
To find someone desiring to teach an adult...
To undo those childish stunts in a mind done.
Even children in their fifties can learn!
Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!
A willingness to waste another's time,
Is okay.
Until it has become decided,
Someone's seriousness is ready to be displayed.
And...
Is reason enough to give away,
Those experiences acquired by someone else.
And we all can participate in the joys of life.
Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!
There are people all over the place,
Willing to sacrifice their time, minds and efforts...
With their experiences suffered alone to condone,
In an exchanging of footsteps!
All it takes...
Is just for 'one' of us to let this be known.
Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!
Let us, you and me...and Mother Love,
Just for a few moments abandon realities!
And...
Use our minds to perceive of this,
Idealistically.
'Yep!
Didn't I tell you?
They were doing much more,
Than the changing of test scores...
In the teacher's lounge.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is Best to Leave This Mindset Alone
There will always be those,
Who attempt to match wits...
With those who comprehend
The advantages of understanding.
Some folks live within a box regarded as safe.
And from inside a point of view of outside events...
They choose to argue their findings,
Condensed...
From a state of mind that is comfortable,
But for those who have discovered 'reality'...
They know this makes no sense.
And to produce beneficial chit chat,
Does not induce a growth of thought.
When a sharing is lost with one who's mind is stuck...
Deluded in visions found too comfortable.
And eventually these folks others must give up!
A process attached to learning,
For some is a worthless yearning.
And for them a progress is created from isolation.
Where ignorance is encouraged to thrive and manifest.
It is best to leave this mindset,
Alone!
They perceive time sits to wait for them,
To be condoned!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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