Figments Of Creative Imagination
One fed to greed should be,
The least of those selected...
To be qualified to referee.
Without a bias shown as expected...
Between those who have,
And those who have not...
Been historically known,
To keep what is theirs...
Which rightfully they own!
Since others clearly do not!
Declarations of entitlement...
In these cases,
Are mostly always left...
To figments of creative imagination.
And philosophies based...
With a marination done to bake,
In a treasured and safely protected delusion...
Has been what it takes,
To keep the 'gift' of greed...
Alive and well in the pockets of those who thrive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Entitlement
They are praised and much rewarded...
For enhancing steps,
To fill and stock treasure chests.
And doing what it takes,
To obtain high grades...
To please those who have raised them!
With teased comforts valued,
And whatever gadgets added...
To assist their upward mobility with an ease,
They hope to have made.
These spoiled offspring discover soon...
The meaning of entitlement to ensure dreams,
As if they were kings and queens heaven sent!
Splurging lives lived only for money spent...
Securing lifestyles for themselves,
That has been ordained and meant for them...
And no one else!
Prepared they do to leave their homes for schools.
With a pressure to receive BA, MA and Doctorate degrees.
And draped at graduation with caps and gowns...
Proud they have escaped,
A mental poverty believed erased!
Dropping on the marketplace...
To chase delusions,
Craving wealthy solutions!
Concluding they are the brightest of stars!
They are then expected to feed,
A perception of ancestral need to thirst for greed.
To display a kind of self contained respect.
Accepted and expected from these knowledgeable minds...
As others left behind are snubbed,
In an ignorance protected not very hard to find!
And again and again...
This 'system' fed has no end!
They are expected to feed,
A desired taste that promotes a qualified greed.
Commonly endorsed to land them on plateaus.
As they watch from glass towers...
The snacking of those trapped!
Lured and attracted within competitions to match,
A sitting in the lap of luxury...
And entertained by conquests,
That sustains and distracts
From a lack of accountability...
No one is prepared to approach or address!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let Them Have Their Tea With Crumpets
Let them have their tea with crumpets.
Sound the trumpets,
For those who seek a return of greed.
Since the leader the people selected,
Can not in truth maintain their philosophies.
He...
Wishes to present to them realities.
And they...
Were raised to feed on fantasies.
With praise they wish the world,
Continues to see.
That greatness hyped with hypocrisy!
But those who have chosen to sip their tea,
Even without him leading them...
Can not believe nor accept,
A change is evident.
With a coming to them that is direct.
Because on just 'credit'...
The economy bleeds.
And those who now seethe,
Are the ones who depleted it!
Let them have their tea with crumpets.
Sound the trumpets,
For those who seek a return of greed.
Since the leader the people selected,
Can not in truth maintain their philosophies.
And without his honesty...
They perceive a boundless gluttony,
Will and can come back again.
'What about the thieves?
Who holds them accountable,
For their activities? '
Sssshhh...
That is part of the reality,
They rather see erased from them to leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Urgent
Urgent...
To leave philosophies,
That survival is a personal need to feed.
It's urgent...
That we all now see,
Dependency on others we must all heed.
Yes it's urgent...
That a greed and gluttony be released.
So urgent...
Is the writing on the wall,
No one must ignore at all!
It's urgent...
To leave philosophies,
That survival is a personal need to feed.
It's urgent...
That we all now see,
Dependency on others we must all heed.
So urgent...
That a greed and gluttony be released,
The writing's on the wall for all to see!
The writing's on the wall for all to see!
It's urgent...
To leave philosophies,
That survival is a personal need to feed.
It's urgent...
To leave philosophies,
That survival is a personal need to feed.
So urgent...
To leave philosophies,
That survival is a personal need to feed.
And we must leave philosphies,
That survival is a personal need to feed.
While others are starving as we feed greed.
While others are starving as we feed greed.
Thinking of others is the urgency!
Urgent IS the emergency,
That we START to think of others...
And STOP our greed.
Urgent IS the emergency,
That we START to think of others...
And STOP our greed.
Urgent IS the emergency,
That we START to think of others...
And STOP our greed.
Urgent IS the emergency,
That we START to think of others...
And STOP our greed.
That we START to think of others...
And STOP our greed.
That we START to think of others...
And STOP our greed.
That we START to think of others...
And STOP our greed.
That we START to think of others...
And STOP our greed.
The stopping of the greed is the urgency!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Longevity
Your greed emptied your pockets.
Remember when you stood in my way...
To declare me unqualified?
That didn't bother me at all.
However...
I must say,
I am quite impressed...
By the professionalism you have shown.
And addressed.
You have been right all along!
For those activities,
You have succeeded to complete.
I agree!
I am not qualified!
I'm glad you warned me.
I sought and discovered longevity.
And you?
Why aren't you pleased?
You did seek devastation...
Didn't you?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Greed is Good
“Greed is good! ” they say
Some say “Greed is great! ”
Will they say that when the masses
Are bashing down their gate?
Will they still pray to their god ‘Greed’
When they find that it’s too late?
All the starving children
They don’t think greed is good
They would rather have each day
A sufficiency of food
All the freezing homeless
How great is greed to those?
A bit of tin to shelter in
Would please them (I suppose)
What good is greed to anyone
When it is served with hate?
I’d rather have a shred of humanity
Sitting on my plate
poem by Neil Milliner
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Greed
“Greed”
GREED
IT IS SUCH A TERRIBLE THING
HEARTS IT TEARS AND MAKES THEM BLEED
AT TIMES IT BURNS SO BAD WHAT A STING
SO MUCH EVIL IT NEVER LEADS TO A GOOD DEED
GREED SUCH A VICIOUS THING
GREED
IT DESTROYS MARRIGES AND LIFES
IT DESTROYS WHAT WE WORK SO HARD TO EARN
IN CASES LEAVING MEN WITHOUT WIFES
BUT YET WE NEVER LEARN
TRUE TOO WIFES WITHOUT MEN
THE WORST PAIN UNDER THIS HAT
ARE CHILDREN THAT STAY WITH NONE OF THEM
SO UNDERSTAND WHAT A BAD BREED
THIS MONSTER IS, THIS MONSTER THAT
WE OFTEN CALL GREED
GREED
IT MAKES FREINDS INTO FOES
IT TURNS BROTHERS AGAINST BROTHERS
IT BRINGS SO MUCH WOES
IT TURNS MOTHERS AGAINST FATHERS
AND STILL WE DONT CONTROL THE NEED
AND TRY AND GET RID OF THIS BEAST
THIS BEAST WE CALL GREED
GREED
IT LEAVES FAMILIES HOMELESS
AND CHILDREN WITHOUT HOPES AND DREAMS
IT MAKES ALL FEEL LIKE SO MUCH LESS
IT BREAKS HEARTS AND MANY TEAMS
THIS TEAMS THAT AT MANY TIMES
WERE BEATIFUL AND HAPPY FAMILIES
BUT DUE TO GREED, FELL FOR THEIR CRIMES
SUCH A BAD CREATURE THAT LIKES TO FEED
ON THE HORRIBLE AND TRAGIC
FOOD WE CALL GREED.
SO PLEASE UNITE AND PRAY
THAT YOU CAN HAVE THE MAGIC
AND HOPE YOU’LL NEVER SEE THE DAY
THAT YOU BECOME THIS THING
CALLED GREED.
GOD BLESS.
MARTIN JAIME GONZALEZ
poem by Martin Gonzalez
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Quit Greed At Top-Speed
When greed takes the upper hand
It equals flooding severely the land
More and more of watering is foolish
As grain will never thrive like fish
When in excess grows one's need
There only comfortably settles greed
Little children must have read Midas
To know about arising-from-greed loss
Of course, chances to learn are there
But, mind tries to be always only unfair
Often we must beat our mind strongly
If its movements are made wrongly
If our mind is simply by us let loose
Only to be greedy, we will choose
We need not aim for great growth
If our life will turn rough, not smooth
Contentment is a golden policy
It will make getting peace easy
Dear soul, develop enough attitude
That alone proves you are shrewd.
poem by Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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Greed
Where there is a need
There is always greed
A rotten exploiting deed
That manifests with speed
When there are mouths to feed
Read between the lines and take heed!
Lurking around is an Inspiring greed
Ready to take advantage and proceed
Even when there is no need to succeed
By now it is agreed, there is always greed
Our desire for more always exceeds our needs
Hence wealth, power and greed have always been married
We always want more
Sometimes I don't know what for
I read to understand what generation of breed
Has given birth to this senseless weed
Because life is a circle of endless greed
I urgently need to know, I plead
Who planted this seed of greed to deliberately mislead?
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Not Qualified To Judge...
not qualified to judge
another man's heart...
we have enough work to do
on our own...
but actions can be judged,
actions based in fear,
actions based in ignorance....
prejudices, hatreds, greed, apathy...
the battles we face
on the path to liberate ourselves!
compassion judges,
loves the person, hates the action,
lights the way, frees the soul.
minds controlled by hearts,
one step at a time....
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Beget, Regret, Disloyal Sway...
Beget, regret disloyal sway...
Beyond all greed, of greed, this day.
Manly greed, stings all men...
Be this one, the one's, all sin.
How frozen, be man's left, unpardoned, guilt...
Of all the men, and woman's, blood, spilt.
Delay, the guilt, leased life...
Pray up to God, for less strife.
poem by Michael Gale
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The Need And The Greed
Need is a desire; greed is a desire.
Desires denied, sufferings surface.
Need is met at ease but not the greed
Which is boundless with sufferings profound.
Need and greed aren’t in water tight cells.
Need might restrict to physical wants.
Greed is for ego’s gratification.
Possessiveness is the sign of the greed.
To earn by wrongful means is from greed.
To exploit and hoard is an act of greed.
To garner and flaunt all you have is greed.
Greedless, though penny-less, you’re loveable.
To sedate the pride is to tame the greed.
To kindle the pride is to fuel the greed.
Having got money, power and possession,
As the result of greed, you will lose peace.
Remove the greed; jealousy is gone.
Remove the greed; no feeling of revenge.
Hail the poor and condemn the greedy.
Then the tendency to grow rich will wane.
Live simple; live humble; then need is less.
Be proud to own a bicycle, not a car.
Value one who owns a bicycle, not a car.
You will have saved energy and the nature.
Don’t embrace comforts, which will weaken you.
Don’t enthuse with ego, which will make loss big.
Unlike the cheat, being poor is not a shame.
Less wants; less sufferings, more happiness.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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This Does Them In
So sad are they with minds limited.
They had paid to obtain an intelligence...
But leave schools degreed,
Without one hint...
Of how to apply common sense.
And they seek employment...
With resumés that say they qualify!
But not a thought connects,
That proves a thinking process.
Although they are selected.
Because of their hair...
And the color of their eyes.
And salaried they are...
To expose their incompetence...
That eventually represents,
A complete ineptness.
But that does not prevent,
A promotion based only...
On their attractiveness!
And they are placed in positions,
To discourage those who are far more brilliant!
Why?
To protect a host of insecurities.
As they try to thrive on greed...
As a bleeding economy dies.
Without an implementation,
Of an embracing did...
With a true diversification done!
And this does them in,
In the end!
Human resources neglected,
Does not lead to one's success.
Regret is what one frets.
Regret is what is left and met.
Regret is what reflects the mess.
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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Setting Stages
There is only one explanation,
That reveals the setting stages of today's insanity.
Vanity, greed and the feeding fed of feelings,
To achieve superiority.
And a right to defend what one pleases,
To describe as an entitlement.
There is no escaping from minds intensed,
With an intent to be seen better than others.
No matter who suffers unjust and undeserving atrocities.
And deluded with beliefs humanity is dispensable,
To anyone capable of possessing 'bling'.
As if obsessed to play the role of God.
There is only one explanation,
That reveals the setting stages of today's insanity.
Vanity, greed and the feeding fed of feelings,
To achieve superiority.
And a right to defend what one pleases,
To describe as an entitlement.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Was Given Away
What was given away,
Is now desired back.
And those who now posess what was given...
Can not be blamed for laughing at that.
And those who are making demands,
On borrowed time and funds...
Protest amongst themselves,
With regrets that upset...
That one freshly elected,
Is the culprit that did this to everyone.
As if their greed did not exist.
And the one who sits high in leadership,
Intentionally knew before he arrived...
He was expected to keep their fantasies alive.
With a keeping of a sparkling credit history,
Unaffected as the people continued to feed...
Owing those now closing their pockets.
Who question...
Not anyone's ability to label themselves 'great'.
But payments that are due, unpaid or even coming in late.
And yet,
Requests still pour in to those that lend...
To cover what to them,
Was not a gift to dismiss but a loan.
And...
Alone and distanced,
Are those attempting to infuse in the proceedings...
Any remnants of common sense.
Since it seems,
As though the greeding of those who feed,
Have long been detached from it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let's Get Real About Concepts
It is not supply and demand!
It's about selectivity and choice.
When one can afford to make demands,
And has influence over others...
With a perception they can feed a need,
Their choices selected become the priority.
And usually those standing in lines whining,
Are the least to have their priorities demanded.
Let's get real about concepts of greed and selfishness.
Those who are able to feed their greed and are selfish,
Could care less about those...
From whom they have stolen the goods.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Made The Success Of The Swindler?
in the last analysis
it was not his gullibility
because it could have been so well learned
and the swindling avoided
as early as possible,
frankly speaking
it was his greed, and nothing but his greed,
which made the
swindlers have the last laugh
greed allows
everyone to come and
take everything
everything
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Greed and fear. I
You enter with greed;
You exit with fear.
You love with greed;
You fail with fear.
But
You are born with fear
And will die with greed.
Greed is the drive;
Fear is the break.
Drive ahead, minding the head.
27.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Appreciate Their Teachings
Many today are discovering,
The ease their introduction to poverty has become.
Some of us already experienced with its effects,
Thought of poverty as a prerequisite to upper mobility.
When people of a 'certain' class were living,
Right across the street.
Just before the terms minority and ghetto were popularized.
And poverty was 'NOT' a fast fall from greed.
We seemed to have never qualified for anything back then.
But sympathetic looks and eyes cast down...
From those with turned up noses.
That was a long yesterday ago though.
But today,
Greed has become the 'boss'.
People have falsified qualifiers,
Just based on them knowing how to use a pen.
To sign documents eventually forged to approve a loan.
I couldn't make this up if I wanted to.
Too much of this is factual.
And people are up in arms,
About a downward credit rating...
That puts a smudge on their pretentions.
And that hole they have dugged deep...
Will take a hundred years to plug.
Many today are discovering,
The ease their introduction to poverty has become.
Some of us already experienced with its effects,
Thought of poverty as a prerequisite to upper mobility.
And not a fast fall from greed.
We seemed to have never qualified for anything back then.
I remember those who now crawl on their knees,
Use to say to my family and me...
Back in the day of our struggles,
How unfortunate 'we' were with their sarcasms.
Today I look at 'these' people and purposely buy a can of beans,
With a slowing of an opening done...
To then eat the beans in their honor.
Expressing a blessed thankfulness for having people like 'them'...
To realize how much I appreciate their teachings.
Maybe they will...
'Get off their lazy ignorant butts and find a job.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Trumps Loneliness
The power of sex has taken away the power of love.
This is clearly a piece of evidence that supports
how we are living in a world of sin.
Lust is sexual greed after all and
sexual greed is the killer of love.
Sexual greed is not bad to have
when you are young and
have time on your side.
When one matures, one usually
thinks about how they do not
want to be alone for the rest of their lives.
Love trumps loneliness because love takes
you out of yourself and puts you into someone else.
Once two make one, you will never be alone.
poem by Cokbod Lodwogo
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