Extremely Rude
I have nothing against those mentally challenged.
I experience being challenged mentally on a daily basis,
Myself.
And accepting invitations to participate,
Is not on my top ten wish list.
Although,
It seems I am solicited regardless of my wishes.
And my only defense I use is to offend...
Someone who perceives,
My defense mechanisms beg for their ignorance.
With a showing of my disrespect they ask from me,
And I am made to feel obliged to deliver...
What they request from me and they get.
Since to ignore them,
Feeds the giving of their agitation.
'You are extremely rude.'
I find that to be a coincidence.
Since my rudeness would have never been shown,
If you had not insisted upon its appearance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To His Defense
To his defense, I understand the problem that is at hand.
To his defense, I understand the turmoil behind all of this.
To his defense, you'll never live the life he has endured.
To his defense, judge, I object to the inaccuracies you are spewing forth.
Be prepared to kill two birds with one stone.
Anxiety rises about the room.
As the swine feeds on frozen hearts.
A sign of treason ascends in my thoughts.
My conscience was right, the traitor exposed.
To his defense, there must be a reason for all the things he has done.
To his defense, it could easily be a coincidence.
To his defense, look at him now.
He's happier than I'll ever become.
To his defense, theres no defense.
No toleration for betrayal.
poem by Aaron Lynn
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Direct Correcting
I hate to offend one's ignorance.
I know too well,
The damage this can cause.
I too have been a victim,
Of my own stubbornness.
With beliefs I once,
Knew it all.
I hate to offend one's ignorance.
I know too well,
The damage this can cause.
To obtain experience,
And gain a knowledge that transcends...
Where an 'awareness' accepted,
Once had been.
Rarely opens all minds at the same time.
I too have been a victim,
Of my own stubbornness.
With beliefs I once,
Knew it all.
With a defense mechanism,
That stalled like a wall...
The coming in of a comprehension.
I hate to offend one's ignorance.
I know too well,
The damage this can cause.
But every now and then,
I can not just sit and pretend...
I am accepting of anyone's delivery to receive,
From them...
A blinding disrespect without my direct correcting.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Spineless And Mentally Digressive
Oh I can be quite snide,
If that occasion should arise.
I can sling mud with the best...
If I am challenged to pass that test.
I can also be loving and kind,
With the giving of the shirt off my back.
And those who are aware of that,
Aren't so willing to initate on me their attacks.
Oh I can be quite snide,
If that occasion should arise.
I can sling mud with the best...
If I am challenged to pass that test.
But why should I...
Use that as a weapon,
To defy those who are clearly...
Spineless and mentally digressive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Passing Of Their Past Judgements
There is nothing like being reminded,
Of having differences.
On a daily basis.
There is nothing like being,
On the brunt end of jokes told.
And no one comes to your defense.
Oh, there is nothing like it to experience.
And then one day changes are made.
An unexpected respect is given.
And it is nothing like feeling validated,
Amongst those who wish,
They hadn't been so quick...
In the passing of their past judgements!
Oh, there is nothing like it to experience.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He Comes Knowing
He comes knowing he is challenged.
He has live his entire life...
Challenged.
Disciplined and observant.
Do you think he is oblivious to the obvious?
And living in a preferred time zone.
Comforted by hidden insecurities...
And deluded by the absence of practiced truths?
He comes knowing he is challenged.
He has live his entire life...
Challenged.
Disciplined and observant.
Do you believe,
One who has been made to feel an 'outsider'...
Does not perceive,
Who receives him as he is!
Amongst those who are quick...
To ridicule him with their negative judgements.
He comes knowing he is challenged.
He has live his entire life...
Challenged.
Disciplined and observant.
And...
He is guided by the 'Divine'!
In time,
You will discover that.
He comes knowing he is challenged.
And knowing he does...
What will and must take place,
To clean up disgraceful traces left,
By those who have lived their entire lives unchallenged...
Thoughtless.
And,
Born to feed their greed!
Prepare...
For the 'We Can and 'We Will'
Winds of change to blow,
Dramatically across the land!
And free of addicting pollutants.
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.
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It was really really neat to make the movie because there were mentally challenged actors in the movie. So that was really really cool to work with them and they were always really happy, and they made everybody really happy on the set too.
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Defense and offence.
Defense is a kind of offence;
Offence is a smart defense.
Offence is to break defense.
Defense is to thwart offence.
As predator, one needs offence.
As a prey, one needs defense.
Otherwise defense is as bad as offence.
12.02.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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San Francisco - 1981
My ignorance glittered like gold to whose eyes
Were larger than their mouth could speak;
Gesture of unspoken words melted me like ice,
The bar was such my place to be the freak.
Site of no expectation, liaison of men to men,
But how could they believe me then;
At the entrance, where I knew not, I walked in
With a man who happened to be a cousin.
Pride dissolved my color which I could not change,
But my nativity has pleaded for my innocence,
This language that didn’t come with my existence
Taught me no words to reason for my defense;
Of such question, I didn’t understand such a word,
That embarrassed me for my name is not Gay,
Strange as I sounded, I came here without a clue,
And who was I to disrespect to each own virtue.
I, therefore, challenged the night for what it offered,
Alcoholic beverages I learned to consume;
They said I disobeyed the teachings of our Dear Lord,
If these were sins, I am only human not a saint!
poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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Ignorance And Rudeness
Was it a foul smell from my direction that in the wind to them did blow
For they passed me by without speaking when to them i said hello
They seemed cold and unfriendly though them i did not know
At the strangeness of some human behaviour my wonder only grow.
Or are they short of hearing since they did not look my way
Though such instances in our daily lives we meet with every day
Without even once speaking from their lives me they did exclude
Some people can be ignorant as well as very rude.
Many words that end with ism I come across on every street
And racism and ageism I often seem to meet
Why some people are so up themselves I often wonder why
Their silence seems offensive as they ignore your greeting hi.
On the next time that i meet these two i will pay them less respect
And from appearing silly i will be more circumspect
The disrespect that they show to me in like i can repay
For ignorance and rudeness are games more than one can play.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Please... Don't Repeat It
Something you 'recently' discovered about me,
Gives you a differing opinion that changes things?
And now it is you who pretend,
You don't know who I am.
And you've become upset because I react,
As if I could care less?
Your approach to making sense,
I have not encountered before.
I would even say it is unique.
'Yeah!
That's it.
You act as if you are better than everyone else.
That is why I've made attempts to ignore you.
In the hopes you will notice my doing it.'
I find your admission to be quite odd.
Since...
Wasn't it you who had assessed 'me',
As not being qualified to say 'hello'...
Years ago in exchange to my expression?
'Yeah...
But,
I didn't know you could have shown me disrespect.
Because I've discovered your deeds all over the internet.'
Huh?
You did what?
'Yeah...
But I didn't know you could have...'
Please...
Don't repeat it.
I do the best I can to avoid headaches.
I like to make a request you continue to ignore me.
It would make my life that much easier.
And...
Do me this favor.
'Okay.
I will.
What is it? '
Tell others how nasty I was in treating you,
When you greeted me.
That always seems to work for people like you.
'Your comments are rude! '
That's fabulous.
Go with it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Simple Person
and when you’re a child, you learn so much
of ‘grown-up’ life, of ‘grown-up’ values –
by the tone of voice
in which they say things
my mother, saying of a particular person
whom I’d never met – or if I had,
would not have known what to make of them –
‘She’s a simple person’
and the tone of voice with which she said this
was full of compassion, without a touch of criticism:
it meant, she has no mind with which to make complexity.
Not a hint there of some label like mentally challenged,
or mentally under-privileged;
rather, the purity of a soul untrammelled;
indeed, a state of grace
for in her day, the honourable poor
looked after, were at one with their simpler kin;
while free to honour the skilled and fortunate
and I listening, wondered if I could rise to life’s challenges
as a simple person.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Out Of Control
No offense!
But defense mechanisms,
Have yet to be invented.
When stupid people,
Exhibit an excessive stupidity...
Consistent with ignorance,
That numbs the common sense...
Of anyone holding onto beliefs,
There is not an epidemic...
That has arrived and secretly released.
CAUTION!
Something we can not see,
Affects us as we breathe toxins in the air.
Many are dismissing this,
As if this is a fashion statement.
Something on the scene that attracts all human beings.
With no reprieve!
Like infectious laughter.
Quit!
And examine this for what it is.
A passing fad this isn't.
This...
Is becoming accepted behavior.
This...
Has potential to craze and manipulate.
This...
Is madness personified.
This...
Is more threatening,
Than identified terrorists...
Said to be at our doorsteps.
Operating from distant shores...
To impose themselves upon our interests.
This...
Is a reflection,
Of what has been tolerated.
This...
Is not a passing sickness.
With a cure to be announced...
Between sexual aids marketed on TV.
This...
Is a disease that is spreading.
And out,
Of control...
It is!
No offense!
But defense mechanisms,
Have yet to be invented.
Stupidity it is!
And out,
Of control.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Step At a Time
Challenged.
To face my own insecurities.
And see them for what they are.
Challenged I am with brutal honesty.
With the intent to pick them apart.
I am ready to breathe freely.
Challenged...
Yes!
But today I am not defensive.
Or offended by the time I have taken,
To get to this point in my life.
With habits I will address next.
But for now...
I am satisfied,
To be able to take one step at a time.
This life is mine.
And I am finally fine with it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What postmodernism gives us instead is a multicultural defense for male violence - a defense for it wherever it is, which in effect is a pretty universal defense.
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Maintaining Long Term Survival
Maintaining long term survival,
With an outlook that is kept motivated...is the key!
And should be placed on one's agenda,
As their priority indefinitely.
Today as minds digress in progressive purpose,
It is best one stays extra alert and exert more observation.
And with determination to expand the experience of life.
Prayer with daily exercise!
There's nothing like it.
Ignore anyone who says they have no time for this.
As long as you find the time for it...
Dismiss all nonsense from excuse making lips.
Be mentally and physically disciplined!
About something,
Done...
You do.
And on a regular basis too!
Even if talking to yourself is enjoyed...
Be ambitious about it!
And look for ways to increase and broaden the vocabulary.
Hey...
Get a dictionary.
Don't be the one to settle for idle gossip.
If the stuff you hear is not innovative...?
Leave it!
Do not try to attempt to listen to anything,
Dusting with neglect and about to rust.
You want your ears to hear fresh and exciting stuff!
Maintaining long term survival,
With an outlook that is kept motivated...is the key.
And should be placed on one's agenda,
As their priority indefinitely!
Eat only those things,
As if someone made you an ambassador...
To fruits and vegetables.
And...
Do the best you can to slip away from meats!
And this...
Is going to be extremely difficult.
Since something seen will tempt and look delicious.
And with the right preparation,
Will addict and keep you hooked.
Until you decide to pull away to locate a safe distance.
I know this to be true.
I've been married twice.
And 'still' I can't believe I did that to myself.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Saving One The Expense
It's not worthy to discuss,
An injustice done and performed...
By the intentions of someone else,
Who professes an innocence.
The leave the experience of agonizing over this...
Remaining with the grieving receiver.
Then only thing instrumental that is critical to use,
In situations that either mentally or physically abuse...
Or both,
Is a one one one in prayer.
A response will be eventually answered.
With no doubting of its appearance.
And what has affected will be corrected,
In a way that is absolutely more creative...
Than one in despair would believe.
The Supreme Justice Unseen...
Teaches masterfully.
And the keeping of one's faith focused,
And in place...
Is all that one needs on a daily basis.
With eyes and ears kept opened wide...
Listening,
To witness lessons taught and dispensed.
Saving one the expense of additional mental detriment.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Prioritized And Lifted
I knew too well,
What my life had been like.
And that loneliness no one could touch.
I was deeply mentally scarred and troubled.
Yes...
I had been there.
I knew too well,
The masking of pretensions.
And the smothering of those emotions...
Afraid to let anyone see them show.
I have been there,
To numb them...
With alcohol or weed.
I have been there with a broken heart,
Many times to feel inside me bleeding.
I knew too well,
What my life had been like.
And that loneliness no one could touch.
I was deeply mentally scarred and troubled.
I had been there.
And going back,
I don't intend to do.
To feel again pain is not one of my pursuits.
Not back to back to scrape my knees!
Naw.
I don't think so.
Even with knee pads...
That's not happenin'!
Being at a place that drains to remain there?
For purposes to have others see one unchanged...
Is a selfishness that provides for them comfort!
And I know that kind of environment too well!
I had been there too.
Doing just that!
Providing others comfort at my expense.
Now I provide my own comfort.
Which to me makes much more sense...
In the maintaining of my peace of mind and happiness.
And those who proclaim I have changed...
As if one's purpose in life is to remain the same,
Are right!
I decided my life had to be prioritized and lifted,
To the top of my list and agenda!
And those who believe this is against God's wishes,
Have no connection to God!
I had been there myself...
To undo that kind of ignorance!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Promoting Decadence As One's Defense
Is there such a thing as,
Justifiable ignorance?
Is there such a thing as,
Promoting decadence...
As one's defense.
Today those who have poise and grace,
Are as out of place...
As an alien from space.
Those who speak with confidence and truth,
Are quickly rumored to be...
Fools let loose.
Is there such a thing as,
Justifiable ignorance?
Is there such a thing as,
Promoting decadence...
As one's defense.
Listen to those on talk radio,
Saying things over the airwaves...
The FCC approves as okay.
But an exposed breast,
Unexpectedly addressed...
Upsets those to become enraged,
Although much worse than that...
Is displayed on TV 24 hours 'everyday'.
Is there such a thing as,
Justifiable ignorance?
Is there such a thing as,
Promoting decadence...
As one's defense.
Is there such a thing as,
As those who are crazed...
Being praised today?
And those desiring,
Better lives for themselves...
Being criminalized,
As if 'they' were the ones...
Who have come to terrorize our lives.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I challenged things that needed to be challenged at Purdue.