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Elected To Fix An Economic Crisis

What minds are behind,
The spending of billions of dollars...
For two people to hollar promises,
GUARANTEED to 'all'...
If elected to fix an economic crisis.

What nonsense advertised,
Is going to change the quality of lives...
Overnight?
Or increase a depleted reality that exists?
When what has been wasted,
Could eliminate the deficit with a quicker pace.

What idealistic dreams are kept,
That will deliver a feasting of greed...
For those already suffering from hunger,
AND homelessness?
With other needs dismissed that go unheeded.

And what deluded fantasies are left,
That have not yet been swept...
Away to fill the bulging pockets everyday,
Of those thieves teasing...
With their smiles and high profile deceptions.

Which elitist who represents...
Those supporting to have their special interests,
Protected regardless of who is elected...
Is going to have influence enough to convince,
Life as we know it needs an injection of sincerity meant...
Before a peace that could be easily reached dies upon the streets.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Seeking Of A Balanced Budget

Hunger and homelessness.
And meeting the needs,
Of those jobless.
A quality of life,
That is disappearing from sight.
And those seeking futures...
With a schooling of lessons to complete,
That light for them seems to be dimming...
Quicker overnight.
For them what's ahead is looking very bleak.

'Those are not priorities.
We still perceive people with these beliefs,
As having 'special interests'.
And we are doing our best,
To eliminate those 'pests'.
What 'else' can you come up with,
That can be regarded as serious?
At least 'something' that will motivate us...
In the seeking of a balanced budget.
What else can you provide to negotiate this process? '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You 'Are' An Accomplice

You 'are' an accomplice!
If you've ever advocated hatred,
With a division that inspires.
And you've expressed a choice,
To have certain voices unrepresented...
In the mix as they wish,
To live and be as they see fit.
You 'are' an accomplice,
To an uprising of violence...
Chaos and confusing conflict.

You 'are' an accomplice,
If there has been an increase...
Of hunger and homelessness,
On city streets.
With a rise of apartheid,
Excused and dismissed.
Oh you 'are' an accomplice to all of it!

If your choice has been to choose,
To ignore the suffering and abuse...
Of your fellow human beings,
Seen as victims of misdeeds...
Implemented with such ease.

You 'are' an accomplice.
You just refuse to admit it.

If you enjoy a life that is loved and liked,
That is not afforded to everyone...
Because of your own selfish preferences,
You wish to highlight.
You 'are' an accomplice,
If you deny similar appetites.

Whether you are in debate with interests,
With others satiating their familiar greed.
Or whether you are secretly in discreet...
Sabotaging someone unknown,
Passed upon urban streets.
But there you are seen greeting...
In the backyards of those,
Not aware of your ideologies.
Or your plans to impose.
You 'are' an accomplice...
Whether or not you agree.

You 'are' an accomplice,
If there has been an increase...
Of hunger and homelessness.
On city streets.
And a rise of apartheid,
Excused and dismissed.
You 'are' an accomplice to all of it!

How can one be a part...
But yet declare not to be,
A product of the whole?

How can one eliminate,
A sentence read from an epic.
To declare it to be insignificant,
To the outcome and the plot!

Believe it or not...
Every piece of the epic read,
Determines the deliciousness...
Or the tastelessness perceived,
Stirred in that pot.
Believe it or not!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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Hyperbolist

He wishes to rush,
Back to a place he says he distrusts.
A place he has been,
Defending his maverick ways.
A place he campaigns against...
And promises if elected,
He would change...
The minds of those dismayed.

And yet he brings his 'movement' to a halt!
Refusing to debate,
His opponent with such deceiving bait.
And exposed he is...
As one of those he secretly cheers!

There is a crisis he claims needs his attention.
A crisis he has allowed.
And this he does not mention.
He has missed more votes that affects common folks.
His political aims are for personal gain.
Hyperbolist is this elitist who denies...
He is part of the wicked clique,
Who represents pretensions.
And hides behind his lies!

Hyperbolistic gifts he gives!
As he exploits,
A patrioticness.
Used to deceive those who are focused...
On the lack of experience,
His opponent has to steal from the poor...
To keep the slick further enriched.

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Austerity

Spending billions to win,
A position to lead over opposition...
To mention an austerity,
Has come to affect a quality of life...
Is a nightmare created to frighten,
Those unenlightened...
Who refuse to awaken,
And witness the light!

And that light is as bright for all to see.
Even those deluded with their fantasies,
Can not believe it is just austerity...
That a few who can waste billions,
Want millions of people to perceive and believe.
There is a wish to control those who have been sold,
That all aspects of their lives will shine like gold...
If they forgive and forget those from them who stole.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Entertains Instead of Appalls

All have been frightened into supporting...
An economic downfall.
A strategic sacrifice of human life has occurred.
As a massive distraction...
Entertains,
Instead of appalls!

Afraid of losing their rights to entice more greed.
In isolated racist hatred!
To eventually succeed,
In their own suffering that bleeds.
And drops unsolicted indignities.

Afraid of losing their deluded myths.
And historical embellishments.
To uphold in minds what never for them,
Occurred or had existed!
Churning a disturbance that stirs within.

Generations worshipping symbolic fantasies...
With a quality of life,
Diseased with strife!
And the spread of decadence...
Is marketed without making sense or reason for it.
But seen.
To frighten...
Unenlightened beings.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Elected (live)

I'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choice
I wanna be elected
I'm a yankee doodle dandy in a gold Rolls Royce
I wanna be elected
The kids need a savior, they don't want a fake
I wanna be elected
We're all gonna rock to the rules that I make
I wanna be elected
Elected
Elected
Respected
I wanna be selected
I never lied to you, I've always been cool
I wanna be elected
I have to get the votes, I told you about school
I wanna be elected
Elected
Elected
Hallelujah
I wanna be selected, come on
Ooh yeah
We're gonna rock this place, take the country by storm
I wanna be elected
You and me together, young and strong
I wanna be elected
Elected
Elected
Respected, selected, call collected
I wanna be elected, oh, oh, come on
This time

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Dreams On Lay-Away

As soon as we eliminate the wars.
To enable us to restore our economic prosperity...
I will guarantee all of you,
Jobs to afford the realization of your dreams.

'Wasn't it just last week,
That same guy proposed an increase...
Of troops and weapons until we all witnessed,
A bonafide and unquestionable victory? '

~Hey...
That's the same guy who opposes,
What the other guy has been saying all along.~

'Who are we to believe? '

~Well...
Anyone who has previously stated,
That the automobile industry should go bankrupt.
And then promises to create 12 million jobs within 4 years,
If elected to lead with his vision of prosperity...
Is counting on an effective fantasy to feed,
Every mind he can still find attached...
To a recycling of their delusions.~

'And what does he exactly mean by saying...
'Jobs To Afford The Realization Of Your Dreams? ''

~That depends.
Does a 'realization' of dreams,
Put into 'reality' an effectiveness that is realized?
I know folks already with jobs,
Who can not put their dreams on lay-away.
Even if they tried to save.~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stunned They Run

They've been there running,
Since he was elected.
Like plucked chickens,
Without necks.
They don't respect him.
No they don't.
Or his leadership that's best.

They've been there running,
Since he was elected.
Like plucked chickens,
Without necks.
They hate the fact he's where he's at.
And they're upset because of that.

Stunned they run,
Since he was elected.
He's no fun,
Since he was elected.
To do to get done,
Is his objective.
With more change to come.

Stunned they run,
Since he was elected.
He's no fun,
Since he was elected.
To do to get done,
Is his objective.
With more change to come.

They want reality delivered with more sweetening.

They've been there running,
Since he was elected.
Like plucked chickens,
Without necks.
They hate the fact he's where he's at.
And they're upset because of that.

They want reality delivered with more sweetening.

Stunned they run,
Since he was elected.
He's no fun,
Since he was elected.
To do to get done,
Is his objective.
With more change to come.

Stunned they run,
Since he was elected.
He's no fun,
Since he was elected.
To do to get done,
Is his objective.
With more change to come.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Until Truth Is Faced

Until truth is faced,
And all deceptions and fantasies...
Have been erased to be replaced by honesty,
Hatred will continue to mask those charading...
Beliefs they have been selected to lead,
And not follow doctrines that protect the interests...
Of all humanity.

The acquiring of greed has been the main ingredient,
To invade and take...
From others to leave them bleeding.

The acquiring of greed has been the main ingredient,
With a faking of created faith...
To impress those oppressed,
Whose lives lived...
Are determined by some,
To be worthless!

Until truth is faced,
And all deceptions and fantasies...
Have been erased to be replaced by honesty,
There will be no peace that decreases fighting.
There will be no peace that increases love.

Until truth is faced,
There will always be wars.
There will always be the taking to claim ownership.
And a quest to seek a victory,
As if a watching and listening God does not exist.
As if God has permitted them to destroy this gift of life,
Given.

'Living in enforced isolation,
Does not broaden once's comprehension...
Of an accepted reality.
And the ones protecting lies with continued alibis,
Find themselves eventually victimized.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Global Deficit

There is a global climbing,
Economic deficit.
And those hungry and homeless,
Had nothing to do with it.
Their lives have been shattered and torn,
With little concern...
To correct this and get their lives fixed.

There is a global climbing,
Economic deficit.
With few blaming the greedy...
Or the thieves employed,
That caused all of it.

Where is this heading?
As divisions of conflicts split?
Only more distrust becomes the experience.
And that seems to be the greatest effectiveness,
Of this...
Global deficit!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Socialistic

So many are now expressing their concerns,
Whether,
If elected...
He will continue to protect their interests.
They are beginning to voice a distrust for him.
Because of his global popularity.
And, of course,
His color of skin!

'Which interests?
Which ones? '

The ones that fed their greed.
As they consciously chose to leave,
Millions hungry and in poverty!

The ones that left them unconcerned,
About the homeless.
Those disenfranchised.
Those disadvantaged...
They were taught to despise.

Those they denied and refused a morsel,
Of an economic abundance that fed their gluttony!
Until they depleted their most recent feast!

Or...

Their self centered, self righteous...
Christian based religious pulchritude.
With mindsets grounded,
In accomplishing victorious nationalistic snobbish attitudes...
Wished to be kept maintained!

Which ones?
You take your pick!

'Geeessshhh...
If he concerned himself with any of that,
He wouldn't have time to be the leader of all people.
He could not address all of their needs.'

Exactly!
But I do 'think' this has been taken into consideration!
And he and his advisors have matters completely understood.
Remember...
He has advocated for 'change'.
And this dude,
Unlike the others before him...
Is totally disciplined and focused!

'Wow!
What is ahead for all of us? '

Either way...
There will be definite change coming!
Some have predicted,
It will be 'Socialistic'!

'You mean like the government take over of banks,
To enforce a more communal outlook? '

That's already happened!

Let's say...
You will become more concerned,
About your neighbor's well being!
On a more enlightened global level.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Penny for My Thoughts?

Penny for my thoughts?
Those are ten dollars a pop now!
And IF you want me to make sense...
Add an extra 15 dollars for the effort.
Comprehension communicated?
Well...
If you hire me as your psychologist,
I'll have you believing you are admired.
And to keep you feeling that way,
For the rest of your life...
Is going to take a miracle!
And for miracles,
I will require complete devotion.
With a guaranteed commitment,
You will give me 75% of everything you own.
I will deliver you quicker than anything or anyone,
That has been teasing you with nonsense.
You pay to receive with no immediate relief!
Every Sunday morning...
You are down on your knees,
Being duped and pleading to be forgiven!
For sins you are going to pay for anyway.
I'll make you a deal...
And I will not mention satan and his disciples of evil,
If you promise me to keep your sins to yourself?
For you...
I can not play God!
You have made others who do too rich with pretentions.
I will tell you the truth!
And you will be freed of hell!
But...
For a price!
And I can not do a damn thing with pennies!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Like Needed Water from a Faucet

Egos are fed
While the poor crawl the streets.
Homelessness has become big business,
For those pushing pens
Against statistical sheets.
Billions are wasted on fights that convince...
Interests kept to defeat claimed enemies,
Keeps mentalities like these
Screwed forever in defense.

A way of life is threatened...
At least that is what's said.
And yet in urban and suburban areas,
Our own blood continues to be shed!
Color lines are drawn to emphasize ignorance.
This activity is selective and it makes no sense.
On battlefields around the world,
Young people fight our wars.
And prejudiced issues aren't the concern,
When values they defend are abhorred
On our own shores!

Protesters who say there has to be a better way,
Are labelled as militant and weak.
Even though they represent all of those,
Who see this destructive force as bleak...
And much regretted!

We are headed for a certain demise,
And this is not a wish!
The eyes and minds of those who rule
Can not fathom that their influence
Has dwindled, waned and slipped!
Like needed water from a faucet,
That drips until it ceases to continue it.
Dripping with a drop,
Until the last drop...stops!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Signs of Turning Around

Many are discovering their thoughts and beliefs...
Have been totally prefabricated,
To sustain delusion based fantasies.
And entertained for humor purposes...
By those creating their own opportunities.
And doing this successfully...
With the power of deceit.
And the teasing of greed.

Shocked and dismayed by the truth that is.
Some have never experience...
The value of reality.
Or an honesty known...
Shown by one who around them lives.

And this economic meltdown...
Has no signs of turning around at all.
Even those who pray with faith...
They will be saved.
With a hope that these days,
From them will be erased.
Are in for a traumatic wakeup call!
When they realize their entire lives...
Have been fantasized and faked!
To keep them blinded,
For an eventual downfall!

'That's pure BS and utter nonsense! '

Is it?
When was the last time Minnie or Mickey Mouse..
Paid 'you' a visit?
And you have sat with empty pockets,
To ensure your children sit quietly...
To pay attention to animated animals speak,
And teach intelligently
About the aspects of human life.
Either at the movies or in front of a TV!

'That's entirely different! '

IS IT?
Then why is truth so feared?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Delivering Such Sugar Free News

So many have been living in that state of denial,
The keeping of statistics is impossible...
To monitor the population,
Affected by the overwhelming numbers seen.
And...
They want their needs met.
And 'now'!
As if the feeding and leeching of greed,
Is an eternal proposition.

Someone has authored their existence.
And they want it kept exactly that way.
Free of re-writes.
And flourishing with superlatives.
Living to fantasize has been kept the priority.

Truth printed in crayon and scented with mint,
Is not acceptable for them to believe it.
They protest their right to be continued to be lied to.
These folks have become addicted to lies!
With a moisterizing to clear them from any blemishes.

Apologizing to them,
For deceptions presented all their lives...
Offends!

So many have been living in that state of denial,
The keeping of statistics is impossible...
To monitor the population,
Affected by the overwhelming numbers seen.
And sweeping their consciousness,
Is an increase of delusions.

They actually believe,
Just the status of having a good credit rating....
Affords them opportunities,
To bleed blood from a rock.
And they can descend with gold filled pockets,
From mountaintops!

What they have been feeding on is incredible.
Anything fed to them has been edible.

And the one selected...
That should be 'elected'.
Forgive the misperception.

And the one 'elected' to deliver reality...
Has become despised,
For the flavor chosen to present the message.
Anything but a directness is rejected,
As disrespectful!
Although a fashionable decadence,
Is marketed to represent their standards valued.

An arrogant and 'all-knowing' demeanor?
Looking into the camera and giving it to them straight...
With no chaser?
NO WAY!
That will upset this bunch.
They are not accustomed to anyone,
Delivering such sugar free news!
They want it spiced.
And if it's alcoholic...
The better will be the reception.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Economically Speaking

Economically speaking,
It has been the keeping of greed and theft...
That has left a bottomless pitt of debts unpaid.
With an overwhelming creation of fantasies unfaced,
That can be traced to the suffering.

Economically speaking,
People feeding on delusions of loans and credits...
And borrowing on debits,
With interests blamed on threats...
That has left everyone following in the steps,
Generating today's cloud cover of unhappiness.

Smearing truths in denial and refusing to listen,
Leaves unhearing ears...
With thick headed skulls.

And those self righteous,
Hiding behind their mix of faith and bad politics...
Wish to shift their deceit,
On the backs of those...
Carrying the weight,
That enables the thieves to escape scot-free...
From any responsible accountability.

Economically speaking,
It has been the keeping of greed and theft...
That has left a bottomless pitt of debts unpaid.
With an overwhelming creation of fantasies unfaced,
That can be traced to the suffering.
And today's buffering of a smothered reality.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Grinding Slowly

I will never understand...
A mind closed off,
And afraid of challenges.
One that accepts,
And sees life the way it is!

Even though the way it is,
Shouldn't be that way at all.
If a point of view introduced...
Is not what the 'crowd' selects?
Mindsets become trapped.
And a growth becomes stalled.

I see an increase of regret on faces.
I see a reality that comes to them all!
I see a lifestyle that decreases immensely.
And I see an absence of acknowledging...
Their way of life and how it's lived,
Grinds slowly to a fall!

I wish I could remove deceptions,
From the eyes and minds of some.
They could influence those they knew...
Of a consciousness,
With a higher awareness that comes to everyone!

They would understand mankind can demand,
An ending to things by taking a stand!
But a conformity that has been fed on greed...
Only breeds on selfishness that is held in one's hand!

I see an increase of regret on faces.
I see a reality that comes to them all!
I see a lifestyle that decreases immensely.
And I see an absence of acknowledging...
Their way of life and how it's lived,
Grinds slowly to a fall!

I will never understand...
A mind closed off,
And afraid of challenges.
One that accepts,
And sees life the way it is!

I see an increase of regret on faces.
I see a reality that comes to them all!
I see a lifestyle that decreases immensely.
And I see an absence of acknowledging...
Their way of life and how it's lived,
Grinds slowly to a fall!

I wish I could remove deceptions,
From the eyes and minds of some.
They could influence those they knew...
Of a consciousness,
With a higher awareness that comes to everyone!

I see an increase of regret on faces.
I see a reality that comes to them all!
I see a lifestyle that decreases immensely.
And I see an absence of acknowledging...
Their way of life and how it's lived,
Grinds slowly to a fall!

Grinding slowly,
To...a...fall!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Politicizing Life, Religiously

Those elected to represent their constituents,
To present their interests politically...
Are being accused of politicizing life,
Religiously.
As if a preference with efforts,
To camouflaged their deeds...
Would be for those delusioned more suitably acceptable,
To relieve them of a feeding on misleading deceptions.

Although not mentioned...
Is the expense of blatant hypocrisy.
Regardless of the process or method of selection.

However...
What part of life lived to be experienced,
Has not been witnessed...
By those observing their quality of life diminish?
As arguments between politicians continue,
Regardless of affiliation, ethnic heritage or creed.
What part of life lived to be experienced,
Protects with a prevention...
A stopping of the increase of taxes,
Attached to everyone who is forced to pay.

If this is not politicizing life,
Than why are those choosing to live as is their right...
Harrassed on a daily basis by those provoked,
Who solicit actively for funds and voters...
To ensure 'politically' with their religious overtones,
That 'all' beliefs should be kept in the best of 'their' interests.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Taking An Attention Away From The Facts

Everyday there is 'something' else introduced
Many are solicited,
To advocate the supporting of ineffectiveness.
With a taking an attention away from the facts.
In the hopes to distract,
Those already hypnotized by delusions.

Yet a consciousness in most still lingers,
Hindering a complete numbing of minds done.
And everyday there is 'something' else introduced,
To seduce with more nonsense...
From limited minds to produce with wishes to convince,
More divisions within those already scattered.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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