Endorsed Enslavements
Endorsed enslavements,
Has left them insignificant.
Has left them in stagnation...
In segments where their conditioning,
Leaves them infighting.
And in competition!
Divided by beliefs.
And controlled by religious divisions.
Within themselves they have bigoted concepts.
Triggered from birth.
And constantly rehearsing their indifferences.
Jealousy and envy...
Keeps them as a people divided.
Entertained by transgressions.
And left to recycle their anguish and pain.
No gains are made.
As unity spoken becomes a myth nonexistent.
And resistent to change,
Keeps them significantly deranged...
In a sustaining acceptance of shallowness expected.
Intentional!
And identity eroding.
To effectively impede a higher consciousness...
Few of them nonconforming choose and succeed!
Freeing themselves of limiting weaknesses,
Taught that they had no choice but to breathe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Two Divided By Zero
(two divided by zero, zero)
(two divided by zero, zero, zero)
Lets not go home, well catch the late train
Ive got enough money to pay all the way
When the postman calls, hell deliver the letter
Ive explained everything; its better that way
(divided by, divided by) I think they heard a rumour
(divided by, divided by) or someone tipped them off
(divided by, divided by) its better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) than call it all off
Well catch a plane to new york, and a cab going down
Cross the bridges and tunnels, straight into town
Tomorrow morning well be miles away
On another continent and another day
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) or call it a day
(divided by, divided by) you wont be alone
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
(two divided by zero, zero)
(two divided by zero, zero, zero)
(d...d...d...d...d...divided by)
(divided by, divided by)
(z...z...z...z...z...zero, zero)
(divided by)
(turn of that noise...)
(divided by, divided by) someone spread a rumour
(divided by, divided by zero, zero)
(divided by, divided by) better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
So why hang around for the deed to be done
You can give it all up for a place in the sun
When the postman calls well be miles away
On a plane to new york and another day
(divided by, divided by) I think they heard a rumour
(divided by, divided by) or someone tipped them off
(divided by, divided by) better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) than call it all off
(divided by, divided by) someone spread a rumour
(divided by, divided by) and someone has to pay
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Not Everyone Is Polarized
Not everyone is polarized,
In disguising of their racist and bigoted fits.
It is those with the smallest percentage,
Who declare they represent the interests...
Of the majority of people,
Who resent the attempts made...
To solicit divisions to keep a society,
Split into pieces as if this has benefits.
And those who are adapting,
To have none of this...
With a higher consciousness,
Are the ones perceived to be misfits...
With voices that are silenced,
By those on the left AND right...
Doing their best to protect their dim-witted insights.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Doesnt Have To Be
You are on one side
And I am on the other
Are we divided?
You are on one side
I am on the other
Are we divided?
Why cant we live together
There are no rights
This isnt your decision
We need to talk of changing things
But no one wants to listen
It doesnt have to be like that
It doesnt have to be like that
It doesnt have to be like that
A heart on the inside
The same as any other
Are we divided?
Someone always has to suffer
We are broken
Theres no one left to change it
Is that the way it has to be?
Why cant we rearrange it?
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
What is the secret
In calling me a brother?
Are we divided?
Always one against the other
We are strong now
Put down the ammunition
For what we know is right
Is gonna breakdown this division
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
You are one side
And I am on the other
Are we divided?
song performed by by Erasure
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This Is A Choice They Made
Backbiters decided,
They would discredit the deeds done...
By the wrong people coming to their aid.
Those seething with envy and jealousy did this,
Believing they would end between themselves conflicts.
To be left with the more of it to exist.
Since those who backbite,
Only offer confusion and incompetence.
And eventually suffer from their own ignorance.
But then...
This is a choice they made with consciousness.
As exposed by the evidence too late admitted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Political Commentary
Someone...
And/or 'all' of those,
Not affiliated with any of our parties...
Has been dropping truths all over the place.
This situation has produced erectile dysfunctions,
And may I say...
Only 'that' to us is an injustice.
That to us is the ultimate disgrace!
Does anyone at this meeting,
Realize the severity of this unfortunate dilemma?
There is a massive attack on our principles.
A devastation revealed to every misdeed begun!
The people express regret.
And our pockets have left them dire.
We must inspire them with a fresh marketing campaign.
To quiet the bluster of this truth hustler!
Who expresses a compassion...
That traps and exposes us to be great liars!
The Voices of Change are amongst us now!
And our gains to them they want explained.
But who here wishes to pursue that route?
'Who' here can revamp those of minds,
We envisioned to leave deranged?
'Who' here can explain to them,
We are not the ones insane?
It is 'them' and 'those'...
Haven't we done enough...
To prove Hussein was the brain,
Behind our contempt?
To plunder and pillage with intent.
And didn't we send great forces...
To seduce more endorsements?
To feed our need to greed.
This picture is becoming,
More vivid and multi-colored!
At least from a Baron's point of view!
Where few of true nobility sit!
And may I re-state for anyone misunderstanding...
Or left suspended in a time that does not relate.
A time that no longer exists.
This picture is becoming,
More vivid and multi-colored!
At least from a Baron's point of view!
Where few of true nobility sit!
And their priorities are not about us to lift!
These are RULERS.
Not 'propagandites' who insight fear!
Their selections for choice,
Are far away from these shores we endear.
Only one of us is brighter than the rest.
Barack Obama is his name!
The rest of us can forget it.
Our divisions and infighting...
Has disgraced us into a debt,
That surmounts
And surrounds in international shame!
And all eyes are on us directing their blame!
The Voices of Change are amongst us now!
And our gains to them they want explained.
But who here wishes to pursue that route?
'Who' here can revamp?
'Who' here can explain to them we are not insane?
Only one of us is brighter than the rest.
Barack Obama is his name!
The rest of us can forget it.
Our divisions and infighting...
Has disgraced us into a debt,
That surmounts
And surrounds in international shame!
And all eyes are on us directing their blame!
All eyes are on Barack Obama now.
Hoping he and his assistants can regain,
From a defaming some in their ignorance...
Desire maintained!
But 'who' else amongst you sleepers think...
Will protect what is left that is still claimed?
The road to Oz has closed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Divisions They Have Created
Observing those taking offense,
Against policies and initiatives they implemented...
Is like listening to someone complain,
About the price of cigarettes and gasoline...
While waiting in line to purchase them at any cost.
People have grown accustomed to debating themselves.
As if those overhearing them,
Become attracted to the redundance of the limited topics.
Divisions they have created,
Have outdated realities.
They refer to the 'others' as those on the 'left'.
And yet,
They are 'right'...
With their insignificant infighting complimented with backbites.
Their own divisions they have created,
Escalated devastation.
Clearly they are a people of greed,
Wanting more of it for themselves to feed.
With an outsourcing of jobs...
For cheaper labor to pay as their economy slipped away.
They were the ones to oversee this travesty,
As a means to quietly lift themselves...
To the land of abundant gluttony.
Divisions they have created,
Deletes the fact of their discreeted deceit.
As their own hands dipped
While a diminishing of beliefs of those values and standards,
Were going unpoliced!
They speak of a greatness only reviewed on sporting fields.
They speak of a greatness on streets of decadence no one feels.
To lead is to know how to follow.
To greed is to know how to follow those like this who lead.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not As Different!
as long as you keep
the poor working class
of men and women divided....
afraid of each other,
hating each other,
fighting each other....
divided by race and religion,
by language and other imposed barriers....
as long as you keep them divided,
then you can keep them poor.
take all they have,
take all they build,
take all their dreams....
divided.... but oh,
if they ever unite...
they'll change the world.
we're not as different
as they would like us
......to believe!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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One Choice
Theres only one reason left for me to stay
But you wont like the reason why
Tried so many times to get through the two of you
But you dont even want to try
Times are hard and people need all they have got
Look around and see whats left today
Aint so easy making it on your own
What more do I need to say
Theres only one choice to be made
And I cant help it
If you take the wrong way
Never knew a good thing
Till it moved away
Now its too late to turn it back
Youd buy the world if it would make me stay
Listen now to what I have to say
Theres only one choice to be made
And I cant help it
If you take the wrong way
Theres only one choice to be made
And I cant help it
If you take the wrong way
Sitting here thinking
But nothing seems to change
And I cant stand it anymore
Theres always someone trying to pull you down
Do you really want this constant war
Theres only one choice to be made
And I cant help it
If you take the wrong way
Theres only one choice to be made
And I cant help it
If you take the wrong way
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One Choice
Theres only one reason left for me to stay
But you wont like the reason why
Tried so many times to get through the two of you
But you dont even want to try
Times are hard and people need all they have got
Look around and see whats left today
Aint so easy making it on your own
What more do I need to say
Theres only one choice to be made
And I cant help it
If you take the wrong way
Never knew a good thing
Till it moved away
Now its too late to turn it back
Youd buy the world if it would make me stay
Listen now to what I have to say
Theres only one choice to be made
And I cant help it
If you take the wrong way
Theres only one choice to be made
And I cant help it
If you take the wrong way
Sitting here thinking
But nothing seems to change
And I cant stand it anymore
Theres always someone trying to pull you down
Do you really want this constant war
Theres only one choice to be made
And I cant help it
If you take the wrong way
Theres only one choice to be made
And I cant help it
If you take the wrong way
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United, we stand t
Sachin blasts; the crowd applauds.
A gold for shooting; we’re proud.
A.R.Rahman makes us bask.
India grows; so do Indians.
All these things are happening
Cutting across barriers
Of regions and religions,
With caste and creed buried.
Which has made it possible?
The Republic of India
And we as its citizens:
The identity connecting.
India must be there; guard it.
India must progress; serve it.
Be Indian and buy Indian.
Stand for and by Indians.
Divided by jealousy,
Exploited by betrayal,
India yielded to invasions.
The history must not repeat.
Identity as Indian must stand
Before any kind of identity.
Be there concern for fellow Indians.
Divided we fall; united we stand.
Janganmana binds us
As our National Anthem.
Let us sing it with the same spirit
With which our grandparents sang.
28.10.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Conditioning
Well youre not, youre not who you think you are
Well we think that you are john or dave
But youre not, youre not who you think you are
Jumbled mass of preconceived ideas
From our birth we were given an identity
People told us we were great or small
From our birth we were given rules of right or wrong
Not forgetting the bullies at school
The world teaches us to think that life is full of limitations
The world tries to make us think that there are loads of limits
The world teaches us to think that life is full of limitations
The world tries to make us think that there are loads of limits
Welcome to conditioning
Welcome to conditioning
And as the world makes us feel great
And as the world makes us feel small
Oh so convinced of our identity
If we only knew it we just cant believe it we just wont believe it
Leading us to think that we are such a success
Conning us to think that we are just a failure
Leading us to think that we are so intelligent
Conning us to think that we are just a do-do do-do
Welcome to conditioning
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Er, sorry, ha ha
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
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What Is It They Should Feel
I never 'thought' to be me.
I always knew 'me'.
And I was...
Me.
Clearly defined.
And did not mind in my own mind...
That was mine,
The acceptance.
I've been cool with it.
It's a relationship I'm glad I did not miss.
However...
I never knew some pretended,
To be a 'them' they were not.
I was shocked!
Until I saw them in and out of pretensions.
They introduced with familiar shallowness.
And that with not knowing 'who' they are...
Has left what it is they should have been,
Unknown.
And that is why they have no identity.
None that goes recognized or used,
To provide them comfort.
They seem so unrelaxed and 'staged'.
They are simply non-entities.
Seeking to be unified,
By a commonness they see...
But no one feels or can relate,
What it is they should feel.
It is a desperation to save themselves.
From themselves.
But from what?
And to what depths 'that' is kept real?
Depends on 'who' and what they determine,
Is impressed by a falsity imposed.
And how severe the conditioning process,
Has been.
But then again...
I do suppose,
They have somewhere to go...
To induce 'some' kind of reality,
That frees them of their masks!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Invisible Are These Eyes Observing
Lips sealed and still thoughts heard.
No spoken words are needed.
A confused truth contradicts...
What is to be comprehended,
Does not with deeds done comes now to fix.
Energy unrecognized spies upon tricks.
And lies and alibis fade.
Becoming useless aids.
Invisible are these eyes observing...
And flaunting a haunting supernaturalness,
That empowers those meek.
Exposing deception and its inventors.
Erased are thoughtless conflicts!
A higher consciousness inflicts,
Those afflicted with manmade myths.
An appearance shatters concepts.
Religious beliefs held are dispelled!
A complete change comes to exist.
There is no heaven...
Nor is there hell!
Revealed are levels of dimensions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Now Amongst Us
What will they do,
With beliefs no longer relevant?
What thoughts will they think...
When they had few from the start.
Concepts of realities are going to change,
So quick!
What was relied upon to defend...
Is ending a falsity 'asumed' as legitimate!
With aliens crossing borders,
And landing in backyards...
People aren't prepared for these events,
Descending and coming down upon them hard!
Too many folks are seeing UFO's...
As common as lies to them are told!
And how we all arrived on this planet...
Is about to change historic episodes,
And many will be lost to comprehend...
Left crazed in a daze to understand it!
What will they do,
With beliefs no longer relevant?
What thoughts will they think...
When they had few from the start.
Concepts of realities are going to change,
So quick!
Many will be traumatized...
To learn we are powerless,
Against those of advanced minds...
Now amongst us that have arrived to visit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Before Fences
Does it really matter,
What side of a fence one sits...
When picking someone to lead?
All will have no choice but to follow,
With a digging out from a ditch.
Regardless who has the influence.
Or one's beliefs of kept biased affiliations?
And that fence...
Once constructed to separate,
An immaturity of kept indifferences...
Absolutely makes no sense.
Since the hole widening under it,
Promises to engulf all divisions.
And their useless arguments.
And before fences were constructed...
A dignity and pride with identity,
Was a respect that given and to all had owned.
But a greeding seems to have come to defeat stabilities.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Walking Out
(4/21/12)
The tears helped to wash away the pain
Since you left - I've never been the same
You always said you'd love me and that
We would never part - then you went and broke my heart.
You said you found someone new and didn't know what to do
Because your feelings were divided in two.
Why do I punish myself the way I do
When I'm not the one who walked out on you.
Why do I dream of things that can never be
Why do I dream of things that was not made for me
I have dreamt my entire life away
Because I procrastinated every day.
Leaving everything for tomorrow, and tomorrow never came
And from there my life did forever change.
You are my life, you are my soul
You are the one I long to hold
You came into my life when I was in need
You filled every feeling, every dream.
There will be no more hesitating
For I've grown tired of waiting
You said your heart was divided in two
And didn't know what to do
So I will make the decision for you.
Good bye foolish heart, you had your chance
And blew it apart.
Now it is I who will say good bye
And maybe you'll regret it till the day you die.
poem by Louis Rams
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When a Consciousness Begins to Lift
When a consciousness begins to lift...
To leave behind foolishness that exists.
There seems to be an acceptance of it.
As if one realizes,
A birth has been committed.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
A release of limitations,
Easily takes a shift.
No longer is one concerned,
About winning conflicts with enemies burned.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
It becomes easier to observe,
Those disturbed and their afflictions addicted.
Enjoyed and unrestricted.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
It is best to rest.
And let it accept the truth,
That comes with it.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
Expect a shock and some loneliness.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
Those experiencing this,
Are left to feel estranged!
Alienated,
From that...
Which one had thought,
Was sane!
When a consciousness begins to lift...
Enjoy it as a gift.
Unveiling an abundance of understanding.
Connecting a peace that can be reached.
With a wish to share and treat.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
From those taught they should live,
With lives accepted in self defeat!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When I Discovered My Given Name
When I discovered my given name 'is' Lawrence...
(Named after my father.
Who on 'his' birth certificate says Lawrence 'A'.
And I'm suppose to be a junior with no 'A' attached.
Go figure!)
...and not 'Larry' as I am still called by family members,
And very close friends.
People who 'knew' me became upset,
When I began calling myself 'Lawrence'.
Saying I thought I was better than the others.
And that I was not 'real' OR down-to-Earth!
'Does this sound a bit crazed?
I wanted to call myself by my 'real' name...
And folks who didn't have my name,
Became upset!
Pure insanity...
Isn't it? '
There's more...
But my parents did not name me Larry.
They named me Lawrence.
And my father everyone called Lawrence...
Decided he was going to be called 'Larry'.
I'm not going to say he was a jealous man.
That's a different story!
And I decided to become as REAL as possible!
Even adopting an African name, Suhuba...
Of the Yoruban language.
Meaning 'laurel' or of the Sun.
And 'that' made some folks furious.
Family members became outraged...
Because I sought 'identity'.
And I was accused of wanting to be 'white'.
These are the same folks who call for unity of all kinds!
But they don't know 'who' they are to unify.
And 'why' or for what!
That's how ignorant some environments,
And the people can be!
Divided into segments of conditioned realities.
God bless 'em!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The World Divided
The world first is one
And then it’s divided
To explore the world
And search a better home
The world is divided
And then it united again
By the passion to conquer the world
And find forever glory
The world is united
And then it’s divided again
The rule of living is placed
And the game of power is played
The world is divided
And then it’s blurred
In the darkness of fate
And moral questioned
The world is united
And then it’s shattered
By the nature’s tragedy
And evolution selection
The world is divided
And it tries to be united again
To end meaningless war
And look for compromise peace
The world is united
And then it’s more divided
Of prejudice and pride
And the lust of money
The world is divided
And it’s waiting to be united again
By the dream of children
And the love in the heart
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Paradigm Zone
There's nothing left to be said,
So let's leave it!
A consciousness missing,
Can not be knocked...
Into the head,
Of one whose thought process has stopped,
Been blocked, stiffled or dead!
A waste of time occurs instead!
If a shallowness is groomed...
Room for depthness
Has long been shed.
So even if those wishes are shown,
We must gather those feelings
Inside of us condoned.
And hopefully a thought to think
Will begin to sink
Into others left alone.
Merging are dimensions...
As an intention,
To grasp our attention.
Merging
Merging
Dimensions into one.
This spellbinding parallel
Of that which is unknown...
Merging into one dimension quick.
Breaking down our conditioned concepts...
In a paradigm zone that shifts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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