Followers Blinded
'Behold not long those days you crave.
Things that enslave will craze.
And those who seethe will rage and bleed! '
They were warned and told,
Long before the arrival of those...
Spiritual Deities.
Now amongst us trying to prevent,
A further downslide into a darkened decadence.
One that is irreversible.
But excused as making sense.
By those who are sold on division.
And convinced that enlightenment is sin,
Demon sent.
And they have become the followers blinded...
In their blatant representation that has addicted.
With a wickedness inflicted in their minds to sit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sick With Self Inflicted Pain
Heads thick and fantasized,
Have minds closed and prevent...
Abilities to reason.
Or rationalize with common sense.
Many minds like these,
Are not often seen sitting on fences.
Minds encouraged and convinced,
Become defensive...
When shown they are wrong.
And an offensiveness begins...
To shutdown with a stubbornness,
That creates their own unhealing wounds!
Heads thick and fantasized,
Have minds closed and prevent...
Abilities to reason.
Or rationalize with common sense.
And around those with heads thick,
Are walls cemented with a lifetime...
Of an ignorance sick with self inflicted pain.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fighting To Sustain The Presence
An endangered quality of life,
Symbolized by idols adorned...
And things worshiped to value,
Is not recognized as endangered...
By those addicted.
Yet the fighting to sustain the presence,
Of its decadence to maintain every degree...
Of the wickedness of its relevance,
Has more focused interest on it...
Than those attempting to prevent its demise.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've Just Started
I am flattered,
But not yet sold.
Nor am I convinced,
By what I am told.
My steps on a path,
Has not changed at all.
The obstacles remain the same.
I am just careful how I fall.
Stumbling to get up,
Has become my ritual.
With few complaints...
I master my strengths.
I am flattered,
But not yet sold.
Nor am I convinced,
By what I am told.
I just 'do'.
To get done.
With a motivation...
That inspires me to finish.
I am flattered that this has been recognized.
But not yet sold am I.
Nor convinced by what I am told,
About achieving with accomplishment...
The best of my efforts.
That's impossible!
How could I when I've just started.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Given Over By God
Given over to a debased mind, while upon earth, iniquity they bind,
Rejecting the God of creation, they exchange Truth for imagination,
Pulling others into a darkened fray, that becomes darker every day,
As leaders, they’re spiritually amiss, leading men into a dark abyss.
Given over to an amoral slide, anything they want, won’t be denied,
Breaking all of God’s Moral Laws, creating in Truths, spiritual flaws,
And making all things even worse, for those still under God’s curse,
Telling many they too, are God, convincing all with a deceptive nod.
They’re enlightened by the dark, putting their minds in spiritual park,
Wooing many into a spiritual lull, they are endangering many a soul,
They report having a revelation, with a new twist on man’s salvation,
And to all people have been sent, with their New Age enlightenment.
From a frying pan of spiritual desire, they jump into the spiritual fire,
A fire that they believe is an illusion, much to the believer’s delusion,
But real delusion has only begun, upon those who reject God’s Son,
To be employed by the eternal liar, to draw many into the eternal fire.
What they sow, while upon the earth, will not be of any lasting worth,
And all they bind they won’t keep, when they see just what they reap,
For all they’ll reap is eternal death, upon their very last earthly breath,
Ending their darkened spiritual lives; seeing the Light of Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©02/2009)
Captivated Is The Audience
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
'We're concerned about the little people.'
Says one sent to speak and represents sleaze.
'Those people' who initiate wickedness...
To leave it and deceive.
Those who use treachery to bleed the Earth.
And yacht about with venom dripping,
From privileged mouths.
Are about to be themselves seized with grief.
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
And this has been made clear,
To every aspect that makes life a possibility.
When leechers perceive and believe,
They are more powerful than that which has created them...
Captivated is the audience that witnesses their demise.
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
And captivated is the audience,
That witnesses their demise.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Well, I Told You Once
do not blame me for this
i have already told you once
some things be better left buried
under the stones under the grass
the earth is wise, it knows what
and where and when and why
you insist somehow to know what
is underneath and here you are
drowning in tears asking for help
i am watching you carried by this
river of repercussions where the
flow of rage carries you and now
you know very well, i can only watch
i am stripped of any power to help
i am at loss with the use of words
now you must help yourself from
the mess that you have inflicted
upon yourself. Don't blame me for
i have warned you and you did not
listen. I told you once, take charge.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Gravy Train
Many more will find it easier,
To hop off the fence.
Once they have convinced themselves...
That sitting on it,
Makes little sense.
That practice had lasted too long...
With some appearing as if monuments.
As others claimed they had evidence,
To prove scarecrows can't fly...
They just sit making noises,
As time goes by!
While others from a different flock...
Fall asleep,
Awaiting the arrival of a gravy train.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From the Hollow Minds of Demented Men
Now the big boys with the bucks,
Argue who is right and wrong.
While the oil from the ocean,
Gushes up from a hole.
The oil made them spoiled.
And their souls have been sold.
And people witness the environment,
Being destroyed because of their greed...
And indefinite ignorance.
Everything that lives will suffer,
The experience inflicted by this tolerance.
Allowed and followed...
To benefit more decadence.
That now becomes everyone's to swallow...
From the hollow minds of demented men.
Who can no longer mask their wicked tasks,
Or their incompetence lacking common sense.
That has never been aligned with mental substance at all.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Acceptable Way Of Life
Even though there are thieves and deceivers,
And everything imagined corruptable and crooked...
In these days now lived and...worshipped!
To be exposed as they are amongst us.
It is in the pomp and circumstance of the doing,
That treats those delighted...
Who have found they have become addicted.
To allow a wickedness to thrive.
And those opposed against what is now valued,
Are regarded as traitors to an acceptable way of life.
Becoming the ones now accused,
To making drastic changes,
With a restoring of those lost values.
Attempts to correct those wrongs have been protested.
Exposing them for what they are has people outraged
How can anyone eliminated those wrongs uplifted.
To make again those things remembered,
That once had been great and lived as right.
'We will fight to protect our interests that are valued.
We will fight to spread the decadence,
We so love and praise.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chemical Love
People goin round
Tellin others they are square
Around and round in circles
Is a ride that goes somewhere
All you need to fly
Is a heart dying to try
A chemical love
Its a chemical love
Aint nothin to it
Gettin cash when you are broke
Doin lots of time
Is worth a little snort of coke
Infected needles
Can aid you in no time
Through chemical love
Youve got a chemical love
Some people crave for physical love
Some people crave material love
Yet fewer crave for spiritual love
Youve got a chemical jones
Youve got a chemical love
Yeah, a chemical love
Youve got chemical love
Some people find themselves hooked on the
Weirdest things
That have nothing to do with living
Gods gift to us is our life whats ours to him
If its not our love, then nothings given, given
Some people crave for physical love
Some people crave material love
Yet fewer crave for spiritual love
Youve got a chemical jones
For a chemical love
Yes its true
The best things in life are free
Not material
Chemical or physically
Try it for yourself
Youll get a guaranteed high
From spiritual love, natural miracle drug
Some people crave for physical love
Some people crave material love
Yet fewer crave for spiritual love
Youve got a chemical jones
Youve got a chemical love
Youve got a chemical love
For a chemical drug
Some people crave for physical love
Some people crave material love
Yet fewer crave for spiritual love
You need a spiritual jones
For that spiritual love
Im talking to you
We all could do with spiritual jones
For some spiritual love
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Ceremonialized and Robed to Disguise
Be strong and not be convinced,
Of wrong doing.
Too long have those desperate for truth,
Were kept silent and held captive...
In confessional booths.
No longer has their faith in God betrays.
The veil has been lifted to reveal those wicked.
And those of self righteousness,
Can be dismissed for their solicitation...
Of a discreeted decadence.
While from pulpits they pointed...
To defame others rumored to sin.
NOW...
Look at them!
Swimming in the depths,
Of sins they secretly wallowed in!
Be strong and not be convinced,
Of wrong doing.
Too long have those desperate for truth,
Were kept silent and held captive...
In confessional booths,
That symbolized...
A releasing to free of their sins, alibis and lies.
Only to discover and realize...
Ceremonialized and robed to disguise,
Were the listening ears of the demon.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Even Still No One Admits
Decades have been spent,
Defending the nonsense.
Those who spoke of it,
As it was and still is...
Have long been ostracized,
For making comments...
Considered by many,
To be negative!
And not reflective,
Of the good side of life!
A quality long on the downslide.
Well...
Now that everyone affected,
Can no longer rely on denials.
Generations of waste...
Seems to be stuck on pretentious faces.
Even still no one admits,
Just how deep in sssshhh...quicksand
They truly are!
And those of 'insight'
Refuse to be in view!
Saying repeatedly, 'I told you so! '
Is not what those of consciousness,
Choose to do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Our Arrival
our arrival is greeted by the wagging of a tail
and the jumping of a dog long denied
of company.
our arrival is the opening of the windows
the winds come
and once again kiss the furniture
and the room shows once more
the luster of an almost forgotten
fullness
our arrival shall keep the blankets
warm again
it shall unlock the bolts and shall
once more open a closed door
our arrival shall give us the sounds
of faucets
the flushing of an old water
inside the bowl long silenced by the
kind of absence that
sometimes want a revival of newer
perspectives
our arrival is a reconstruction of ourselves
for once again
we shall make the questions open
and then, if you only know, the meaning of things
that grow again, like seeds, these, all of these
shall make an arrival interesting....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Factory
Days are long but the minds are strong
In the factory
Heads are down and all the people frown
In the factory
I'm so down I put my head around every noose I see
Days are long but the minds are strong
In the factory
Eyes are mean but the walls are clean
In the factory
Patience now they're gonna string you out
In the factory
I'm so tired I never go outside every night I sleep
Days are long but the minds are gone
In the factory
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Initiated to Protect Their Diminshing Freedoms
Too few too long,
Have not been listened to.
Those few so strong and brave,
Have sacrificed their lives..
And unafraid to raise their voices,
High.
Are not on these scenes,
To be demeaned anymore.
Too many convinced,
Their way of life defended...
To them had made sense.
With an allowing to leave them,
To be indifferent.
And all today who now can see,
Have come to realize...
Their priorities lived have been deceived.
Too few too long,
Have not been listened to.
Those few so strong and brave,
Have sacrificed their lives..
And unafraid to raise their voices,
High.
Are not on these scenes,
To be demeaned anymore.
And now today no one can escape,
What has been valued...
Has been reappraised.
With a wish for comprehension,
And a spreading of empathy will come their way...
As more and more on warring shores,
Find themselves caught up...
To free their minds,
From a raging craze that with them stays.
Initiated to protect their diminshing freedoms.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just Like Me
Im stubborn get jealous and Im always late
Impatient you might say but Im prompt to hesitate
Forget those stories I told I tend to exaggerate
Do do do do do do do
Do you think that I should change?
(Do you think that I should change)?
Chorus
Its just like me
To think what I said when the morning gone
Its just like me
To say Im sorry but always stay to long
Its just like me
To be convinced that I might know youre wrong
Its just like me (its just like me)
Its just like me
Get crazy its my fault ah
Im the queen of going mad
I dont mean to offend
But I came so good from that
I certain about something
I dont know what I do next
Do do do do do do do
Im so god damn complex
(Oh no here I go again)
Chorus
Its just like me
To think what I said when the morning gone
Its just like me
To say Im sorry but always stay to long
Its just like me
To be convinced that I might know youre wrong
Its just like me (its just like me)
Its just like me
If you were me
I bet you would run a mile
Hold on tight
I am going out with style
Be prepared Cuz this
This might take a while
(Just like me)
nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Chorus
Its just like me
To think what I said when the morning gone
Its just like me
To say Im sorry but always stay to long
Its just like me
To be convinced that I might know youre wrong
Its just like me (its just like me)
Its just like me
Chorus
Its just like me
To think what I said when the morning gone
Its just like me
To say Im sorry but always stay to long
Its just like me
To be convinced that I might know youre wrong
Its just like me (its just like me)
Its just like me
Yhear!
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Enlightenment
Christ came not only to enlighten, but to lift high God’s Word of Truth,
And many who He would frighten, responded back with sharp reproof.
But their sharp words could not ever, hinder The Lord’s Eternal Truth,
As The Word of God will last forever, with Christ’s reign as living proof.
Today men may scoff and mock Him, because of Truth they’ve heard,
And this because their heart of sin, which is convicted by God’s Word.
Speaking on what they do not know, and this with anger in their heart,
About The Lord who loves them so, and of whom they’ll have no part,
Many men just don’t understand, The Word of Truth when they hear it,
For all throughout this darkened land, they are men without The Spirit.
For their minds have been blinded by, the leader of all those perishing,
Filling unbelieving hearts with the lie, to despise who we’re cherishing.
It’s God’s Truth that these men refuse, as they continue on in their life,
Continuing with words of abuse, which they cast at followers in Christ.
But, we must continue on as His Light, within this ever darkening land,
Speaking always what is only right, even when men don’t understand.
True enlightenment will lead to life, a New Life with The Lord eternally,
And it’s found alone in Jesus Christ, The One who died for you and me.
Any enlightenment apart from God, will never lead one to Eternal Truth.
But only to Jesus Christ’s Iron Rod, and a much stronger divine reproof.
(Copyright ©07/2006)
Solitude Of Loss
Behold thy sister - on a journey so long
behold she leaves to return no more
behold thy sister - thy only companion
remember your times for there'll never be more
wipe your tears 'cos leave she must
no matter the wail she ne'er return
begin to mourn - for your sister is dead
oh this lad shall wail but the deed is done
silence and seethe have crept in to stay
oh the emptiness of loss and sorrow to bear
to carry the load all - all alone
and pigments of grief his face to smear
his life alone - a thing to learn
his morn of mourn shall be of darkness
the pain of loss shall be his own
and his nights shall be of torment and coldness
oh! the grieving psyche of him
death has failed to complete his work
the spiritual bond is not severed
his life to mourn forever locked
poem by Mbanaso Samuel
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Delusions Of Grandeur
You don't care about nothing
So you don't care about love
If you want me to come back
You'd better change
You'd better give up talking about money
Begin thinking of love
If you want me to come back
You'd better change
You'd better change for the better
It cost more than dollars and cents
Take it from me there's - got to be
An end to this decadence
This decadence
You don't care about people
So you don't care about pain
If you want me to come back
You'd better change
You'd better change for the better
Start using some common sense
Take it from me there's - got to be
An end to this decadence
For decadence - is fatal
It's the beginning of the end
In self-defense
I cannot recommend
This decadence
You don't care about real life
You're too distant and strange
If you want me to come back
You'd better change for the better
It may be rather intense
Stop this caprice, you've got to cease
This fin-de-siecle pretence
For decadence - is fatal
It's the beginning of the end
In consequence
I cannot recommend
This decadence
This decadence
This decadence
This decadence
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The Arrival
A splendid arrival.
With such great stories of surrvival.
We now know what's been done.
Through all the days that have come and gone.
I am so happy that now it's done.
The hard pressed waiting,
while the years have spun.
No longer feeling cold and shunned.
With your arrival here the day is won.
So tell me now what went so wrong.
I guess it doesn't matter now that you have come.
My heart is beating now with boiusterous song.
Your arrival here took so very long.
With such great cheer you now are here.
I have no need for petty fears.
That you'd ever leave me here in bitter tears.
So we'll join in blissful days.
I need to feel your loving gaze.
Your arrival here has brought bright rays.
Of brilliant sunshine that's here to stay.
poem by Michael McParland
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