Flexible And Suitable
Your platform!
The one who have chosen to stand on,
With your advocating of issues.
What is the core and basis of its foundation?
'Mostly a thick and sturdy sheet of plexiglass.
Supported strategically,
By a few quick removing cinder blocks.'
And the people whom you wish to leave,
Approve your ability to take and shift...
Your priorities as you please?
'My priorities are as safely placed,
As the plexiglass we have tested for defections.
Making my platform both flexible and suitable,
To represent my beliefs.
And dare I do anyone raise an eyebrow,
To the new flag I will introduce to incorporate the seriousness...
Of my campaign.'
A new flag?
To represent what?
'The firm beliefs I have in morals and family values.
And I have chosen Mickey and Minnie Mouse,
Who are overdue for this prestigeous honor...
To be lifted with their images held high! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A New Deal
A New Deal
The shouting and the tumult dies.
The people have declared their choice
they’ve chosen change: It’s no surprise.
The time has come long overdue
To break with past failed policies
try something different something new.
Both candidates have done their best
you must give credit where it’s due
But only one could pass the test
You’ve chosen your new president.
You did your bit let him do his
and hope that he proves competent.
To recognise what must be done
to rectify the errors of the past.
A daunting task for anyone.
Though he may lack experience
He’s flexible and he can learn.
You have expressed your confidence.
Remember he is just a man
Alone he can’t work miracles
but with your help perhaps he can
But he needs space and he needs time
to work out the priorities
and what reforms to put in place.
He has inherited a mess
which can’t be put right over night.
It has to be a slow process.
He’s not too proud to seek advice
he knows there’s much he does not know.
Just tinkering will not suffice
You have chosen by majority
to name him as your president
All that remains is wait and see.
If he’s the man the country needs
to show us there’s a better way
Just hope and pray that he succeeds.
He cannot do it on his own
and is entitled to expect
active support from everyone.
Who’s proud to be American
Restore us to our rightful place
amongst the family of man.
5-Nov-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Crazed With A Self Centeredness
When a leader of intelligence,
That clearly should get respect...
But doesn't by those who have chosen,
To express their ignorance.
This reflects on what they represent.
With nothing left that can be said,
About beliefs that are kept...
In the minds of those,
Crazed with a self centeredness.
'Not only are your actions disrespectful,
But you also have been fed a belief...
You can do and say as you please.
With a representing of those like yourself,
Providing a validation as to why the world,
Is in such a mess.'
~I thought you were finished with your statement.~
'No!
You wanted to give your ignorance an attention.
And without mentioning how well you represent it,
You should be proud of it being televised.
Congratulations.
Now...
If you have finished interrupting me,
I will proceed with the continuing of my speech.
And may I add...
Thank you for providing your unsolicited endorsement.
You have relieved me from announcing your stupidity.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Images Presented
The image that's presented,
Determines how impressive...
Those pretentious rush to protect.
And the image that's presented,
Has less to do with intellect.
Or competence and its effect,
Upon those expecting...
Much more than an image projected to accept.
Images old have molded.
Although repeatedly they have been sold!
Those images presented,
Represent times gone.
Those images presented,
Have been rusted so long.
Those images presented,
Do not feed!
Those images presented,
No one needs now!
Those images presented represent a decadence.
And they represent with evidence pretentions that are meant.
Those images presented do not feed.
Those images presented no one needs,
Now.
Those images presented represent a decadence.
And they represent with evidence pretentions that are meant.
Those images presented do not feed.
Those images presented no one needs,
Now.
Those images presented,
Represent times gone.
Those images presented,
Have been rusted so long.
Those images presented do not feed.
Those images presented no one needs,
Now.
Those images presented represent a decadence.
And they represent with evidence pretentions that are meant.
Images old have molded.
Although repeatedly they have been sold!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Associated with the Weaving
It becomes difficult to witness,
Someone struggling to untangle...
From a web they did weave strategically.
With an acknowledgement they had spent,
Time in trying to convince,
Their actions and deeds...
Were done with the utmost sincerity.
And to one who has warned...
Through use of observation that connects,
It becomes hard to protect one's integrity.
When standing firm with beliefs.
While others perceive this stance as weak.
It becomes difficult to witness,
Someone struggling to untangle...
From a web they did weave strategically.
Since those now stuck,
In that web that has been woven...
Find themselves equally embarrassed,
Following along as if deaf, dumb and blind...
Because of the 'appearance' of deceit,
A culprit for them has chosen to undermind.
It becomes difficult to witness,
Someone struggling to untangle...
From a web they did weave strategically.
And those following who rejected what had been said...
From past experiences hoped to prevent this,
Find they have become associated with the weaving.
And even though they may be innocent...
A speaking to anyone not paying attention,
Any empathy expressed still will not be heard.
It may be difficult to see as witnessed,
But...
Unbearable to leave as seen,
It is not.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quick Possession
Insignificant they see themselves.
And a showing of this towards life as well.
Hollow and ungrateful feelings,
Taught and perceived by those whose beliefs...
Were dictated to them in environments,
Where they represent the people living in them.
Insignificant they see themselves.
Just like their parents who felt the same way.
With similar images of obtaining success,
As a quick possession of what they can get.
With a having of that which impresses,
No matter how easy such unrealities come to be lived.
Or what the judge says before sentencing them to prison.
A mindset fixed and conditioned to be self centered,
Is a mindset that lacks other values!
And those 'standards' by which they live...
Is obtained by the entertaining of decadence.
With such a marketing done that trivializes life...
And the significance of being human.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reflections They Deem to Be Eternally Wounding
With an ease not many have led to please,
Such a cushy and pampered existence.
Although some have done it,
To satisfy themselves.
And tease those with perceived jealousies.
While those who labor with sweat to savor...
Are the ones who have priorities.
And benefactors of blessings received.
Leaving those envious unhappy.
Since they are born to believe,
Those who deceive and feed their greed...
Are the ones chosen.
And they are,
Chosen!
To mark and victimize themselves.
Hating images they wish could be changed.
With reflections they deem to be eternally wounding.
And no belief of God.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dared By Someone To Do It
If anyone can hop on one foot,
Dared by someone to do it...
Why would this same person complain,
About a path they have chosen to follow?
With beliefs they should get paid,
For removing their own obstacles.
Entitlements like this are not delivered.
Although many people believe,
An easy life should be given to them...
And not earned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The platform we had in Dallas, the 1984 Republican platform, all the ideas we supported there - from tax policy, to foreign policy; from individual rights, to neighborhood security - are things that Jefferson Davis and his people believed in.
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Tea Is A Platform
Tea is a platform
Tea is a platform
Platform to finalise deals
Deals of businesses
Businesses of sale and purchase
Sale and purchase of commodities
Commodities like bullion, cereals, tea
Tea for sale to customers
Customers drink tea at some platform
Tea is a platform
Platform to make friends
Friends to have co-operation
Co-operation to work together
Work together at a platform
Tea is a platform
Platform to deal with spouse
Spouses take tea together
Together to refresh their mood
Fresh moods of spouses
make a platform
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Double Rainbow
Double rainbow!
The details, the muse, the act, the art, the colours! !
Seen up in the sky with the image of Yisrayl Hawkins;
For, He is the Chosen One as the Branch,
To represent the Laws and the Prophets!
And, the Truth of Father Yahweh is always declared by Him.
The signs in the sky! !
Look up high to know the truth;
For, these signs are only given to the chosen few among the lot!
Signs and wonders,
Loook up high into the clouds! !
For, this world is now closing up;
And, we all need the truth from the One Chosen to lead us!
For, He is the Only One sent as the Branch with the Light.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I would argue that one of the issues which the public should be much more emphatic about with all politicians... is patronage, appointing people to high positions because they supported your campaign or helped you raise money.
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Ease Appeases With a Bit of Tease
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Relax!
Find that place,
Where you can go...
Within.
To bring outside of yourself,
A comfort shown to shine without end.
You seem to be hiding inside too much.
And not enough of you,
Is believed or known.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Relax!
First impressions,
Aren't always the best to leave.
Especially when some expect magic...
Unnatural miracles and a tap dance,
Done comfortably.
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Relax!
Just be you.
You will be surprise by how enchanting,
The unseen you can be,
To dazzle others unexpectedly.
When ease appeases with a bit of tease.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
And relax.
Know ease appeases with a bit of tease.
Just be you,
To dazzle others unexpectedly.
Assumptions you have held and chosen...
Know they must go.
Those assumptions you have held and chosen,
Know they must go.
Release them to go.
And...
Relax.
Know ease appeases with a bit of tease.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Our Own Flag
They mustered us up with a royal din,
In wearisome weeks of drought.
Ere ever half of the crops were in,
Or the half of the sheds cut out.
'Twas down with the saddle and spurs and whip
The swagman dropped his swag.
And we hurried us off to the outbound ship
To fight for the English flag.
The English flag, it is ours in sooth
We stand by it wrong or right.
But deep in our hearts is the honest truth
We fought for the sake of a fight.
And the English flag may flutter and wave
Where the World-wide Oceans toss,
But the flag the Australian dies to save
Is the flag of the Southern Cross.
If ever they want us to stand the brunt
Of a hard-faught, grim campaign,
We will carry our own flag up to the front
When we go to the wars again.
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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Defections
Defections.
One can expect to witness,
Many more of them.
Abandoning a senselessness...
A foolishness fostered in to begin.
The onslaught of reality,
Has set in.
And what is needed to heal and mend...
Is a unity of thought.
Freed from a loss of common sense,
Indecisiveness welcomed with persistence...
More are wishing now to dismiss,
As if it had not existed!
And those who insist to float on a sinking ship...
Are too narrow minded,
With beliefs that will keep them afloat...
Supported by an ignorance,
That remains to leave them adrift.
And those defections are clearly rejections,
Of maintaining a stance...
That has a zero chance to survive.
Especially when truth unlocked out of its confinement,
Has come to reveal itself for what it is.
In the sight of those who now have opened eyes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One's Selected Beliefs
Put into its right perspective...
An honesty that is and maintained.
This kind of perspective...
Isn't going to be accepted,
In a society basically fed...
On a diet of delusions.
Let's face it!
Honesty is not the thing,
People receive readily.
Nor regularly!
And for many,
Honesty is traumatic and fear producing.
Honesty chases truth away.
Truth offends.
Who doesn't know that?
Now,
With a little bit of sugar...
Some animation,
And an adult speaking in a child's voice...
Deceit, being discreet and kept secrets,
Are priorities kept and practiced.
And...
Will sustain one's selected beliefs,
Those chosen to become tradition...
For lifetimes of celebrated mystique.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On A Continual And Daily Basis
Deceits fed are no different,
In the keeping of delusions alive...
Than mentally abusing someone,
On a continual and daily basis.
To leave the one abused and in needing,
Instilled with beliefs they are chosen this way...
To receive this expression,
Of unrequited love.
And they will remain without complaint,
Since this is the only love they have ever known.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Courage To Be Honest
All he has done,
Is to remove hypocrisy...
From the decision making process.
And although this is historic,
In the eyes of those self righteous...
He has shown an ability as a leader,
To have the courage to be honest.
And for those hiding behind shadows,
This is incredible news.
It is unbelievable!
Leaving many to say,
He has done this for political reasons! !
Duh!
Let's evaluate his position.
He once had taught law.
He has interpreted the constitution,
As documented by the founders of their society.
Especially the part that says,
Protecting the rights of all people...
Regardless of their religious affliations.
That part.
That part that states...
Everyone should be treated equal.
And for the people observing this...
He has exposed his willingness,
To represent ALL people...
AND not to defy God's wishes.
For those thumping upon their Bibles.
With a cutting to paste their re-writes.
However...
He has offended those who would rather live lives,
Pretentiously.
Offending the ones who advocate for family values,
AND standards...
But whose leaders of their moralistic foundations,
Are being investigated for crimes of all kinds.
You name them!
They are there in full representation.
And THEY...
Regardless of their religious affliliations,
Or political indoctrinations...
Have used their own beliefs,
To prove they are out of their minds.
Although insist their own ignorance should be followed.
No matter what the evidence is...
That has proven them to be selectively crazed.
And these days...
Quite blatant about it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Has He Managed To Do This...?
I think he is fantastic.
I think he is glorious and tremendous.
I think he is exceptional.
Brilliant.
Focused and sharp.
He is credible and responsible.
A breath of fresh air.
Magnificent with integrity.
And...
As long as he remains,
As high as he is in the polls...
I will endorse him with the utmost respect.
When he dips,
That's it!
He can forget all of the praise.
However...
This also has to be taken into consideration.
These are the days of change.
And IF he should plummet into a cesspool...
He will still come out of it smelling like a rose.
Since he is the first one,
To speak with a connected common sense.
And 'that' has kept people baffled!
How has he managed to do this...?
Without one appearance with Minnie,
Or Mickey Mouse?
We are living in phenomenal times.
And he is definitely extraordinary!
With an identity that is clearly one of a kind.
In public view...
So few knew he could represent.
With a commanding attention,
That is void of pretention.
How has he managed to do this...?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Essentials Shift
Essentials shift.
Just as priorities do,
When it becomes clear...
The atmosphere is hosting change.
And what is familiar has to be let go.
Like a replacing of a generation,
Growing to develop with understanding...
To comprehend to them what is known,
With a reaching to experience...
Another plateau,
Essentials shift.
And to hold on to that which has gone,
Is not recommended as time moves on.
Essentials shift.
Just as priorities do,
When it becomes clear...
The atmosphere is hosting change.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Refusing Then To Listen
There were those selected and chosen,
To represent their causes.
With a reflecting of their priorities,
And interests kept protected.
There were those denied,
And deemed not qualified.
Although they produced credentials,
To prove their experiences were essential.
Today those denied,
And deemed yesterday not qualified...
Are discovered to have experiences,
That should have never been dismissed.
But time does not allow to have those yesterdays,
Replaced with a catching up to date.
And,
What could have been of benefit and useful to them,
Those refusing then to listen...
Would have been paths freed of debris with clarity.
But a patience gone from those dismissed...
Has been distanced from the ones,
Caught up in lives lived in chaos and conflicts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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