Enlisted to Agitate
How can someone without integrity...
No credibility, discipline and/or deeds done,
To benefit anyone with time spent as an investment!
Be given the time of day?
However...
They do manage to attract the attention.
With opinions about anything and everything,
Given.
As if they have been authorized,
To expresss input with validity!
And they are there in droves.
Reminding those that there are some folks...
Who are enlisted to agitate.
Welcoming volunteers to solicit unhappiness.
Trained to catch those off guard...
And willfully recruited to participate in this infestation.
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With Only The Ability To Waste
There was a time,
And this was not too long ago...
When those of skills and talents,
Only had a wish to share them.
To assist others in the fulfillment,
Of seeing 'their' dreams and wishes...
Come true.
With a volunteering of their efforts denied.
And...
Without a dime of payment mentioned.
But those making decisions,
Believed the ones who would want to do this...
Only sought the getting of attention.
And refusing them they did,
To ensure they were dismissed.
Today?
How things have changed.
Today there are those who are hired,
To solicit volunteers.
With the paying of expensive media advertisements,
To attract those with talents and skills to give.
And this is done with blatant attention given,
To the ones getting paid.
With only the ability to waste funding,
To achieve nothing getting done.
But say they do there is no one willing to work for free.
And these are the same people...
Publicly declaring there is no communal unity.
'We need you! '
~For what? ~
'To volunteer your skills,
As a community service.'
~And how will my doing this,
Be of benefit to you? ~
'A job that keeps me paid and something to do.'
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Just Do Your Deeds and Be Done With It
Just do your deeds and be done with it.
Why struggle against ignorance...
When the force of it,
Can create powerful setbacks.
Just do your deeds and be done with it.
Without the need to seek attention.
Your deeds done will speak for themselves.
Leave them to do what it is to benefit!
And go.
Those living to fulfill an ego,
Will never understand...
Why their lives lived,
Have less peace in them!
Just do your deeds and be done with it.
That is all The Almighty requires.
And this 'Deity' is the judge of your soul.
No other opinion does The One solicit!
Just do your deeds and be done with it!
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Even If They Have to Annoy
Why do they waste time,
Trying to find the deeds of others...
Insignificant!
When their own activities,
Produce little to none at all.
None to announce a coming stampede,
To awaken a sleeping community with news!
These folks are not that tremendous.
Nor are their jaw dropping, heart stopping
Accomplishments!
And they elaborate in detail,
About the years they have spent...
Doing something of relevance,
For some cause somewhere...
Somehow.
For someone...
At one time or another.
But it is not the insignificance found,
They question.
As much as it is the time those find,
Pointing out what others are not doing...
To highlight the obviousness of their lack of inactivity!
These folks want attention by any means necessary.
Even if they have to annoy to get it!
And they can become quite annoying when ignored.
Demanding.
And obnoxious!
But they will be the first to tell you...
Why and how they do what they do.
No matter if that time has been given or not,
It will be taken!
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Like Us
Why bother to get involved with folks,
Who have zero integrity?
And why do folks become disappointed,
With those who have a history...
Of lieing and cheating.
With a shown irresponsibility.
'Perhaps fools attracted,
Are meant to be together.'
And those observing with their opinions...
Have more time on their hands than they wish!
'You mean like us? '
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Infestation Of Getting 'High' On Education
The increasing costs of one's higher education,
Provides 'what' as a guarantee?
Intelligence?
Common sense?
An ability to know the difference between...
Being accountable and responsible?
Competent 'with' integrity?
Does the increasing costs of one's education,
Automatically bestow pride...
And identity?
Or is one paying to network nonsense?
To ensure more of it becomes obvious as seen.
And we all benefit by the process of this...
Infestation of getting 'high' on education and not deeds.
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Opinions From Them Sent
Don't let that flight in sight needed to catch,
Miss you wishing for a ride...
To clear your eyes from others tripping.
As you are kept mesmerized,
Within their grip.
Don't be afraid to tell some people quickly...
To stay out of of your business.
Since that business that you're in...
Does not accept opinions given.
Don't let that flight in sight needed to catch,
Miss you wishing for a ride...
To clear your eyes from others tripping.
As you are kept mesmerized,
Within their grip.
People always give them...
Those opinions from them sent.
People always give them...
Those opinions from them sent.
People always give them...
Those opinions from them sent.
And loving this they do...
To solicit arguments.
People are fuss-budgets,
Stirring up conflicts to vent.
People always give them,
Those opinions from them sent.
People always give them,
Those opinions from them sent.
People always give them,
Those opinions from them sent.
And loving this they do,
To solicit arguments.
Don't let that flight in sight needed to catch,
Miss you wishing for a ride...
To clear your eyes from others tripping.
People are fuss-budgets,
Stirring up conflicts to vent.
And...
People always give them,
Those opinions from them sent.
People always give them,
Those opinions from them sent.
People always give them,
Those opinions from them sent.
And loving this they do...
To solicit arguments.
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Busy Cleaning Up Their Acts
Hasn't the time arrived,
For those accomplished in conniving tasks...
Of planting booby traps,
To catch people off guard...
A throwback to a childish past?
And what purpose is served,
When grown folks laugh?
Hasn't the time arrived,
For the ones who 'should' be mature...
To set aside their hiding behind masks,
With a demonstrating to those younger...
That a life lived of being a fool,
Does not forever last?
With a pursuing of facts.
Few can afford wasting time procrastinating.
Or accepting in their minds they can afford hesitating.
Since that time has arrived to get down to business,
Period!
Even though a seriousness to leave fantasies,
Isn't easy for those entrapped within delusioned beliefs.
No roads ahead are paved with treated sweets.
Or streets left to litter for someone else to clean.
Since that time has arrived to get down to business,
Period!
With everyone expected to roll up their sleeves,
Prepared to get busy cleaning up their acts.
Few sad faces will be given attention to attract.
The days ahead are not about the giving of that.
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I Felt Insulted
I once did a task,
I thought would make others pleased.
I accomplished this with sacrifice...
Hoping this would elevate their priorities.
But they were of limited mindsets.
A bigger picture they could not see.
And one day I got a knock on my door.
From two who came to say...
'We appreciate your efforts.
And the quality of your deeds.
If you want us we are here,
To take you where you wish to go.
To hand out some flyers to promote us...'
Excuse me?
Say what?
You've come to do that,
So I can advertise your abilities?
And accomodate 'my' needs?
For 'me' that is what you will do?
So I can continue to observe you sit?
And watch you eat on my time too?
I felt insulted.
They had no clue as to why!
So I closed the door.
On them and that project...
I said a final goodbye!
And they wanted to get paid.
With a few tickets they sold.
And with lesser time spent,
To promote themselves made!
These Negroes were bold.
They had no clue as to why,
I felt insulted.
So I closed the door.
Not to re-open it again!
On them and that project...
I said a final goodbye!
'When folks begin to take advantage...
Disadvantage your input,
From those who do the taking.
And be sure the time you take for yourself,
Is for you to make better use.
And no one else!
Disadvantage your input.
Make some time for yourself.'
I have.
And I thank You, Father.
That was well stated!
'Thank you!
You are too kind! '
You think?
'Well...
I think your desires to assist others,
Within a certain creativity...
To get them to feed themselves,
Is a bit ambitious!
You know how some folks can be,
When they perceive these things.
As if they do 'you' the favor!
And trust me...
Everytime I hear them in prayer,
I understand what you mean!
I gotcha back, bruh!
Don't feel like the lone ranger,
Kimosabee!
Me see with eyes clear,
As I gaze upon the horizon.
Fixed I am...
In your heart and mind.
In this hemisphere...
And beyond, all the time! '
Father?
'Yes, My son.'
Why is it, Father.
You seek and go for the dramatics?
'You know they are from Detroit? '
WHO Father?
'The DRAMATICS!
What and 'who' are you talking about? '
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Get Up Off Your Pity Pot To Stop It
To wiggle out from under all doubts,
With a hanging them out to dry...
In front of passersby to eye,
Is intended to get attention.
Give those petty bits of pity,
To solicit empathy...
Away.
Today.
And...
Throw those doubts you've picked to pity,
With that selfishness that doesn't pay...
To get attention to gain.
Just get up off your pity pot to stop it.
And...
Get up off your pity pot to drop.
Just get up off your pity pot to stop it.
'Cause,
Believe this or not...
Very few are into pity.
And believe this or not...
Pity does not benefit.
Fight those doubts to stop and dropp them.
'Cause no pity benefits.
Fight those doubts to stop and dropp them.
'Cause no pity benefits.
And...
Believe this or not,
Very few are into pity.
And believe this or not...
Pity does not benefit.
Just get up off your pity pot to stop it.
'Cause,
Believe this or not...
Very few are into pity.
And believe this or not...
Pity does not benefit.
Give those petty bits of pity,
To solicit empathy...
Away.
Today.
And...
Throw those doubts you've picked to pity,
With that selfishness that doesn't pay...
To get attention to gain.
Just get up off your pity pot to stop it.
'Cause,
Believe this or not...
Very few are into pity.
And believe this or not...
Pity does not benefit.
Just get up off your pity pot to stop it.
And...
Just get up off your pity pot to stop it quick!
Get up off your pity pot to stop this quick.
'Cause believe this or not...
Your pity does not benefit.
Just get up off your pity pot to stop it.
And...
Just get up off your pity pot to stop it quick!
'Cause believe this or not...
Your pity does not benefit,
One bit.
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Choice Of Tone and Arrogant Demeanor
Why is it,
People solicit to get opinions...
Then wish them to be edited,
To appease their expectatons.
And those who refuse to honor their requests
Are thought to be stand-offish...
With an angering of those that stir up protests,
Against someone who attempts not to get them upset.
And yet it does,
And they do...
By trying to protect their sensitivities.
But the depth of them had not been explored,
To make known.
Why is it,
People solicit to get opinions...
Then wish them to be edited,
To appease their expectatons?
And that one who 'is' direct,
With a giving of an opinion to suggest and recommend...
Is seldom left to leave them without being disrespected.
To anger those...
Yep!
You've guessed it.
By trying to protect their sensitivities.
'It wasn't what you said that offended.
It was your choice of tone and arrogant demeanor.
And we are not accustomed,
To anyone who disregards what we accept.'
~What do you prefer?
Deception? ~
'YES!
We thought to 'you' this would be obvious.
Aren't we charading with the best of our pretentions?
How are you ever going to be one of 'us'? '
~Uh...
I'm clueless.~
'And apparently raw, out of the box and not trained, either! '
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I make up my opinions from facts and reasoning, and not to suit any body but myself. If people don't like my opinions, it makes little difference as I don't solicit their opinions or votes.
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Out Of The Spotlight And Off The Scene
I don't know why I notice these things,
But it seems as though those with an agenda...
Suffer from a lack of integrity,
And have low self esteem.
Targeted on their priority list,
Are those who make strides and mind their own business.
And the ones who oppose this,
Seem to have time on their hands...
To discredit and undermine,
Those who are motivated with ambitions of some kind.
And behind the minds of those insecure,
Is nothing but to advocate an 'innocent' approach...
To spread a bit of wickedness and initiate hate.
With vocal implications...
To character assassinate those of good deeds,
Who are of goodwill.
Wishing to do for others,
Often kills someone's commitment to fulfill...
Promises made to promote others with abilities,
Because they often are without tremendous egos...
With mindsets placed on the making of dollar bills.
I don't know why I notice these things,
But it seems as though those with an agenda...
Suffer from a lack of integrity,
And have low self esteem.
With a wish to get attention...
That removes another who gets it,
Without intention.
But still there is a wish to get them...
Out of the spotlight and off the scene.
And...
By any evil means necessary!
To diminish, eventually, a credibility....
Jealousy and envy had never earned.
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Trying to Please
By the time you decide
Your life needs more attention...
You might find you are still too busy,
Not listening!
Yet wondering whose life
You've been living and giving,
All your time to!
And IF it is realized...
Neither one of you have spent any time at all,
Understanding with comprehension.
Who it is you are trying to please!
And what it is you've learned,
About wasting time on others who can't see...
The misery and depth of the grief you receive!
You're trying to please!
And that is as visible as a boarded window...
To those who could care less,
What it was you were doing for them.
Even if they knew!
Some folks 'ain't' that connected.
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Your Life Is In Much Need Of That Attention
You see my eyes?
How they are open...
And opened wide?
There is nothing in my life,
That solicits your interpretation.
There is nothing about it,
And how it is lived...
That requires me to give you,
A detailed explanation...
Of what I do that pleases me.
Since you and I have no invested time,
In a relationship of any kind.
Why you are in my business the way you are,
Needs to cease.
Your opinions given,
Have no influence with me at all.
No assitance from you,
Had been there from my crawling days...
Until I learned to stand tall.
And why you believe in my life you have credibility...
Is a mystery to me!
Since your life is in much need of that attention.
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Hardheadedness
Ignorance for what it is...
Is ignorance for what it is!
Romanticizing it as it has been done,
In urban centers throughout the country...
To benefit those living in suburbia,
And their misguided opinions and decisions...
Is not going to bestow upon anyone,
The glow of enlightenment.
Not with the thickness of hardheadedness in the way!
Some folks can not be taught.
They 'have' to be shown!
All of it has been to someone else's benefit!
And if you are one who find that you are whining...
This benefit does not belong to you!
It is not yours.
A picture drawn in crayon is best understood!
Hopefully.
At least an attempt should be made...
To search for any display of a higher consciousness,
Seeking release.
From under the rubble of thoughtlessness,
After the onslaught of attacks from mindlessness.
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He Is Not Stressed
Whatever was done,
Had been demeaned and declared as easy.
Back 'then'...
In 'those days' folks can not leave!
Simple were his deeds considered.
Back 'then'...
In 'those days' folks can not leave!
And criticized for his desires,
To obtained success.
Back 'then'...
In 'those days' folks can not leave!
But that was yesterday!
Today...
He is not stressed at all!
Nor overly protective,
Of an investment,
Others made at a loss in pretentiousness.
And again he finds himself,
Blessed to be ahead of the rest!
And sharing a happiness...
For him that has been cost effective!
And those folks back 'then'...
In 'those days' they could not leave,
Are still there!
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If It Isn't There To Show
Without integrity,
Or dependable credibility...
How can anyone expect,
To be trusted?
Integrity does not come to go.
And if it isn't there to show?
It would be foolish to wait upon it,
As if it is to be expected.
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Gall
At one time I responded freely,
To requests and invitations.
And sometimes gave unsolicited opinions.
I did this until a respect was lost.
With demands that I react...
To feed an expectation,
At the expense of my cost!
Who are these folks?
Who believe they can demand,
From one their time.
And showing no regard for them at all.
Who are these folks...
With this kind of gall?
I choose not to be around those who stink,
With conceit like that!
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Whatever It Takes To Participate
Fed to greed.
That's it.
Not to solicit with a consciousness,
To correct with a higher learning...
A resolving of any conflicts that today exists!
Fed to self indulge.
Spend and waste.
Whatever it takes,
To participate.
And the later time gets,
To correct what misfits...
Minds will find they are addicted,
To whatever it is that keeps them unfit.
Fed to greed.
That's it.
Not to solicit with a consciousness,
To correct with a higher learning...
A resolving of any conflicts that today exists!
And the later time gets,
To correct what misfits...
Minds will find they are addicted,
To whatever it is that keeps them unfit.
Fed to self indulge.
Spend and waste.
Whatever it takes,
To participate.
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