Enjoyed By A Self Inflicting Victim
If someone has done something,
With consistency...
For close to half a century,
And this has 'not' been of benefit.
In fact this has been detrimental,
To the aiding of someone's mental illness.
By those showing a condoning of it,
Empathetically expressed.
And a denial keeps this unaddressed...
By those who professed to be close to that one.
And someone eventually comes not to tolerate,
Another bit of this nonsense that irritates.
Those gathered to come to that person's defense...
Have satisfied a permanent stunting of growth.
With the stroking done,
Enjoyed by a self inflicting victim.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Protective Defense Mechanism
Those who complain about what some do...
And leave the focusing on handling their own business,
In the hands of others...
Should be ashamed.
That...
They are not.
Instead...
They seem to express a pride,
They have been absolutely accountable...
For nothing!
And those who show responsibility,
Are the ones most likely to be disrespected.
At one time these comments made,
Were considered negative and detrimental...
To the growth and prosperity,
Of inner city neighborhoods.
Today...
These comments made,
Are considered negative and detrimental...
To the growth and prosperity,
Of inner city neighborhoods.
Living in denial is still an ambition,
Many keep as a protective defense mechanism...
To prevent truth to heal and mend,
Long held ignorant wounds.
Truth for many,
Is still believed to be the enemy!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Disturbed
Can racist sentiments,
Be so historically embedded...
As to affix itself to a mindset,
Frozen!
Never to be thawed.
Never to reflect,
Upon a hatred directed...
From others it does not suspect.
To eventually leave this nonsense,
Defenseless.
With only weapons used upon itself,
When upset.
And destroying the beginning,
To end those living in innocence.
And the aspect of it,
Shown as expressed by those...
Not willing to address,
The effects of their increased isolation.
Or...
The imploding of their mental illnesses.
Can a people be so blind,
As to the dependence they will find...
From those who will one day leave them behind,
With nothing but egos upon which to feed.
Already the signs of this,
Has begun a willingness...
By those who actually control their lives,
With a severing of their ties and patience.
With no regret.
And economically...
Those who open and close those purse strings,
Could care less about the deluded pretentiousness...
Kept to praise by a people disturbed!
Showing they are perturbed,
Withn an indirect effectiveness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Free Yourself and Let It Go
Deflated ego?
You think I say the things I do to you,
To deflate your ego?
I am hoping my assistance,
Helps you get rid of it.
And seeing no benefit in being limited.
And that's what your ego has done!
Made you believe you are number one.
And everything you do is correct.
Without a self examination...
Needed to allow you to live your best yet.
Deflated ego?
I may say some things to you that upsets.
I may even criticize something you do,
You accept as your best.
I might even attempt to strip,
That façade you charade.
Since it's your ego that has you 'tripped'...
When you see it for what it is,
You will realize your greatness has nothing to do with it.
In fact it is keeping you,
Inflated with bs and other nonsense.
Deflate your ego?
You think I do that,
From a threat I feel.
To diminish you in some way...
So I would have a greater appeal?
And deflating your ego would give me thrills?
You need to free yourself and let it go.
If you believe that keeping it,
Inspires a greater you with heights to reach!
Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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ONE PERSON (Love Poem)
So close, that we are drowning,
So close, that we are still in madness,
So close, that we are invisible in our love,
So close, that we are one 10000 miles apart,
So close, that we do not have to talk to know,
So close, that our hearts beat like one heart,
So close, that we dream the same dreams,
So close, that we breathe the same air,
So close, that we are one person.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Unaddressed
To be who it is someone claims to be,
Takes courage.
Little of what one says they are,
Is nourished to be encouraged.
People fear rejection.
Or a close inspection that upsets.
Instead of being happy with self confidence...
Some choose to seek approval,
With an acceptance of their footsteps.
Could this be connected,
To the mess that is today reflected?
With so much nonsense gone unaddressed...
And groups collecting to blame others,
For the lack of shown respect.
And satisfied to express in silence...
Their disappointing druthers to confess.
While a condoning of this continues to expose,
People who wish a quality of life to exist...
But caring less they produce an atmosphere of misfits.
And down the gutters their standards 'high browed'
Are watched like bystanders as this is slowly being disposed!
Allowed!
However...
Heard in heated discussions is the significance of this!
Everyone wants to project they are equipped with intelligence.
With resumés to prove they have the schooling and experience.
But for what?
To observe from glass towers eating hors d'oeuvres?
While below their own butts are being guttered?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nuts' Are All Over The Place!
I'm not going to tolerate anyone's nonsense!
#1...Because I don't have to!
#2...Because I choose not to!
And...
#3...BS and I are not related at all.
So I do not have to pretend there is a bond!
Some folks put up with others just to get along.
'Why can't we 'all' get along? '
Why?
'Cuz one bed will not accomodate all of us,
That's why!
Some like to pout and roll their eyes.
Gossip and backstab.
And they do it to family members AND close friends!
Can you imagine?
And where I live,
Close friends and family members kill themselves...
Over a slice of toast!
Or something else LESS 'urgent'!
Folks are 'nuts'.
Even the squirrels will have nothing to do with them.
And when squirrels are seen turning their backs away...
An investigation is needed.
With an immediate assignment given!
But...
To 'who'?
'Nuts' are all over the place!
I'm not going to tolerate anyone's nonsense!
#1...Because I don't have to!
#2...Because I choose not to!
And...
#3...BS and I are not related at all.
So I do not have to pretend there is a bond!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Is Nothing Like A Cleared Unobstructed Vision
The satisfaction that comes...
When one has accepted and identified,
A life lived with experiences...
And highlighted with emotional sacrifice and risks,
Confronted to overcome...
When they arrive with a back to back crisis,
To survive.
Is this realization...
There is nothing one has to tolerate,
If it disturbs or even slightly irritates.
Expecially if one has learned to appreciate...
Why those ups and downs came to inflict,
To eventually settle...
To identify the keeping of one's peace complete.
With a knowing when to leave nonsense behind,
For what it is!
There is nothing like a cleared unobstructed vision.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From That Zone As Shown
With consistency when someone known,
Speaks 24/7 negatively.
From that zone as shown.
That person needs mental therapy.
And if suggested but does not heed.
That person known should be left alone.
Those who take advantage of one's hospitality,
To disrespect a giving done.
For an opportunity,
To reduce a pleasant environment offered.
For a chance to pollute the air others breathe.
That person should be asked to leave.
And fast!
With consistency when someone known,
Speaks 24/7 negatively.
From that zone as shown.
That person needs mental therapy.
And if suggested but does not heed.
That person known should be left alone.
With an asking to leave your environment in peace.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Which One Has Tolerated The Other The Most
If anyone has stated to another,
How close they've been to someone else...
For more than over fourty years?
And with an interest has expressed it,
I would be suspicious if...
That person had never step inside,
The home where that person lives.
Met the parents or visited the city or state...
Or investigated with imagination those experiences,
That has made that person someone claimed to appreciate.
I would be highly suspicious just how close that association is!
And which one has tolerated the other the most.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Allow It To Manifest
Condoning ignorance,
Does not prepare anyone...
To defend against it.
Even those with an abundant wealth of it,
Have not begun to become haunted,
By the error of their foolish ways.
And to have allowed it to manifest,
As an accepted activity to protect...
Will not ever prove to be,
A decision that has made...
The existence of it cost effective.
Since the price of ignorance,
With its after effects expressed...
By the tolerance of a showing of disrespect,
Has already made its appearance...
Weak on dividends expected.
And an investment now so out of reach,
Many now find too expense to sustain...
As a social disbelief now attacking as if a beast,
That has become much too overwhelming to appease.
And yet there are those still wishing to meet,
With time taken to procrastinate in denial.
Feeling that a doing of this showing of a seriousness,
As a useful benefit to click on a few minds too dim.
Much like a suggestion of a gluing of fallen Autumn leaves,
Back onto tree branches from which they fell.
Proposed sacrastically!
But,
Incredibly enough...
There will be many believing that to be a good idea.
An ignorance deep in depths like this,
Is pointless to make attempts to awaken.
A darkness so embedded,
Will never surface to become enlightened.
No matter who has been appointed,
To control the light switch.
The batteries in some heads are dead.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't Get Close
Somebody give me some light
And I punch it into the heart
Somebody show me the end
And I try to push to start
Not trying to figure out
A better way, a better answer
But I keep finding all the problems
I've been looking after
You can't wander through the world
With nothing but a smile
I'll take your tongue for words
And use it to instill denial
Don't get close!
You don't know me and you'll never know
Chivalry!
Will get you somewhere
Rivalry!
Will take you there
Don't get close!
You don't know me and you'll never know
Chivalry!
Will get you somewhere
Rivalry!
Will take you there
Maybe I should look away
Before I ruin this
Maybe I should pick the time
Before I pick the place
Love into war the things that emulate then penalize
But I don't want to go until you want to finalize
Don't get close!
You don't know me and you'll never know!
Chivalry!
Will get you somewhere
Rivalry!
Will take you there
Don't get close!
You don't know me and you'll never know
Chivalry!
Will get you somewhere
Rivalry!
You abstained the part
My vision's all but shot
I have the best confession
Always go for all the lessons
Equations anti-news
Stay out and be a deuce
I didn't want to be
The undeniable so loose so free
Don't get close!
Don't get close!
Don't get close!
Don't get close!
Don't get close! [Better stay away!]
Don't get close! [Better stay away!]
Don't get close! [Better stay away!]
Don't get close! [Better stay away!]
I see what's in all the conflicts
Constrict just to fit in, squeeze in,
I can insist, closed fist
Remember?!
Remember?!
You take the breath of life
It never made much sense
I have the worst possession
What I won't put soul in session
Old man and be abused
Because this is so confused
I only want to be
Left alone and rot away
Don't get close!
Don't get close!
Don't get close!
Don't get close!
Don't get close! [Better stay away!]
Don't get close! [Better stay away!]
Don't get close! [Better stay away!]
song performed by by Slipknot
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Like an Unused Expletive
When folks stop showing they care,
With expected responses
Others had grown accustomed,
To be shown reliably there.
And it has gone?
Something has turned around,
Something has gone wrong!
To expose a cold shoulder...
Never before thought could be found!
Like a familiar ride on a merry-go-round.
It may be there to provide a service.
Like an unused expletive!
Someone has chosen not to dignify,
To sting the atmosphere.
Or believe would satisfy a benefit,
To anyone overhearing it!
And with those warnings tossed aside,
An explanation tried in the past...
Dies.
A purpose seems to have come to a close.
With an attempt to save a repeated waste of time.
To halt before the repetition begins.
'What is being accomplished?
And for whose understanding...
Should I appear to be the idiot? '
Someone involved has taken another for granted.
And like an 'ex' of anything experienced...
An ax has been used to sever a close tie abused!
A determination has been made,
To move on!
Demonstrating...
A decay that has become addicting to some,
For one...
Who has had enough of that 'funky' stuff...
That is the one,
Who no longer has to tolerate a self infliction of BS.
It stinks and reeks.
And it can be removed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Similar, Frequent And Too Familiar
Those professing quickly,
To be innocent but victimized...
By 'vicious' attacking acts by another,
Eventually become the ones...
Others focus their eyes upon,
Once their routines become recognized...
As being similar, frequent and too familiar,
With nothing done they initiated or provoked...
Of course.
And...
Representing a mindset,
Embraced by the activities in one's environment.
But does not become a benefit, an asset or an advantage.
Yet...
Neither is this admitted publicly as being a mental disease,
Although collectively shared by those fixed in states of denial.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Factor No Longer Hidden
I would not advise or recommend to anyone,
Who has grown accustomed to portraying themselves...
As innocent victims with no acknowledgement as to 'why',
They have been selectively picked.
I would not suggestion to anyone a continuance done of it.
Not in the application of the same direction...
For the sake of soliciting a quickened empathy needed.
Once maybe twice this tactic will work to suffice,
In a gathering of others to run to one's defense.
But using the same device to attract attention,
Will eventually get others to look precisely...
For evidence of a mental illness emerging,
Making to them more sense.
And it will be noticed as a factor no longer hidden.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My mental approach is totally different. My coach predicated everything on defense. He always talked about defense, defense, defense. I took it to heart that if you play defense, you can take the heart from an offensive player.
quote by Eric Williams
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On Flesh Branded
Prestigious,
Are those ties to bind kept.
Those sworn to be professed,
In a separateness.
To award with symbolic,
Images on flesh branded.
And meant to keep them above the rest.
As if they've been given,
Rights to digest a magnificentness.
And these folks like pests,
Have infested neighborhoods.
To implement a mental illness.
Leaving a shredded unity.
And yet they have beliefs.
Tied to a materialistic,
Bond that diseases.
But like an addict on drugs,
Minds like these are limited.
And do no good within restrictions,
That rot as they sit.
To eventually perish...
With meaningless lives lived,
They've chosen to inherit.
'Have no other gods before ME! '
Sayeth The Almighty.
Collector of ALL Souls.
'If you do...
Never will you enter MY Kingdom.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Impatiently Immobiled
One's addiction to greed,
Eventually becomes...
A mental and physical,
Deficiency.
Observed but not admitted,
Are those who habitually...
Feed with gluttony,
Their disturbing selfish needs.
And excuses with them,
Continue in abundance.
As is their abuses,
Go undenied.
Attempts to tell those they are sick,
With an illness.
Becomes a battle against,
Those convinced they should be enabled.
Defending someone with a disease like this,
Does not do them justice!
But traps them inside a mind that lies.
With discipline wishes for them never to exist.
One's addiction to greed,
Eventually becomes...
A mental and physical deficiency.
Until impatiently immobiled!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Satisfied
If you ask me if Im happy
For I have peace within
If Im worried about tomorrow
When I reach my journeys end
Im satisfied with my jesus
When he knocks I let him in
Hell go with me through the valley
For I know he is my friend
Chorus:
Satisfied, satisfied
No trouble can ever get me down
When my eyes shall close in death
With my jesus Ill be at rest
Then youll know Im satisfied
When my friends all forsake me
When they turn me from their door
If they sow no seedsof kindness
Make the thorns in my path grow
It wont matter over yonder
When I reach the other side
Im gonna sit down with my jesus
And then youll know Im satisfied
Repeat chorus
When my eyes shall close in death
With my jesus Ill be at rest
Then youll know Im satisfied
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Weeping Meter
If you're on a weeping meter,
You may need a boost.
You may need a boost.
You may need a boost.
If you're on a weeping meter,
You may need a boost.
You may need a boost.
You may need a boost.
The more you get some pity you sit and solicit it.
With a drive you started in campaign,
And aimed to have a perfect pity party trip.
You've got your buckets ready to collect the slightest drip.
Like an attention getting kitten,
Being petted as it purrs and licks!
That's what you need!
A boost to benefit.
Like the petting of a kitten getting enjoyment out of it.
To get a little bit of stroking before it leaves...
To meander off and drift.
Satisfied and pleased.
If you're on a weeping meter,
You may need a boost.
You may need a boost.
You may need a boost.
Maybe you just need some petting,
And some stroking too?
Oooo...
If you're on a weeping meter,
You may need a boost.
You may need a boost.
You may need a boost.
Maybe you just need some petting,
And some stroking too?
Oooo...
If you're on a weeping meter,
You may need a boost.
You may need a boost.
You may need a boost.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With a Convincing Done to Others
An adamant dislike for anything,
One keeps as a reminder...
With a convincing done to others,
They too should adopt such a philosophy.
Does more for the stunting of growth.
Since it is from their dislikes,
No one makes a move to leave.
And if they do...
The distance from it is not far.
It is as if there is a need to continue feeding,
Upon their displeasures.
And what is disliked is kept in one's sight,
To ensure a movement done...
Isn't experienced by anyone.
And that stagnation becomes eventually evident.
To allow convenient tours to be taken frequently,
Through old neighborhoods.
To validate one's hatred.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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