Freed To See Others Not As Equals
There are times I'd like to confess,
My wish to address those professed...
To be selected 'blessed and highly favored' folks.
The ones who set themselves aside,
As having more knowledge to know...
How to live their lives as The Almighty has decided.
As an excuse to live their lives,
Isolated and divided.
Everyone living is a work-in-progress.
No one lives perfectly in a world beset with temptations.
Struggling to survive these days is an everyday test.
And to claim to be favored from the rest who are tested,
Is the height of a self centeredness...
One believes is freed to see others not as equals.
But as those who 'sin' doing things they pretend,
Separates them with an advantage to pass their judgements.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Spending Of Their Time
People who do not appreciate,
Their blessed lives.
Or those equally blessed,
God places into their lives.
Hopefully,
They will come to eventually realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In the spending of their time.
Hopefully,
They will come to realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In their blinded minds.
No one can be all-knowing,
If one has never been alone.
Or have been on their own...
To know the true meaning of self-evaluation.
Or value emotional devastation.
If one has not,
Opened up that lock.
If no one takes the time to stop,
To take 'inventory' of their stock...
That seems for them to never come,
With a dropping of a blocking...
That stuns and shocks.
They will never know,
How this affects and hurts one so!
Those me-me, I-I activities...
Isolates the mind.
Sickens the body.
And darkens a lost soul.
People who do not appreciate,
Their blessed lives.
Or those equally blessed,
God places into their lives...
Hopefully,
They will come to eventually realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In the spending of their time.
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In their blinded minds.
And...
In time,
When they are left confined...
Behind.
With no one concerned...
What it is in their lives,
Or on their minds.
They will come to learn to yearn!
In the spending of,
Their time.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Falsely Applied Devotion
They still insist,
Upon critiquing others lives.
With a passing of their judgements.
They still point their fingers,
To pick out weirdos and freaks.
Those they consider different from them.
And those folks are hardly uptight.
Those folks picked sleep peacefully at night.
They still insist,
Upon critiquing others lives.
With a passing of their judgements.
And everything around them has begun to sink.
As their hypocritical lives lived...
Shows cracks in foundations,
And with their beliefs on the brink.
But still they think of themselves as better than others.
And nothing they can show with evidence can prove this one bit!
Since the medications they take everyday faithfully...
Can not with falsely applied devotion just be prayed away.
Nor can their evils be hidden in masquerade.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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God Has Blessed
God has blessed our lives
God has helped us to survive
In all life's pleasures 'n pains
In all sorts of losses 'n gains
God has blessed our lives
God has helped us to survive
And has kept our spirits high
In all life's weather cool or dry
God has blessed our lives
God has helped us to survive
And he is the one who has shown
Life's nice days and bright morns
God has blesses our lives
God has helped us to survive
And he has given us sunshine
In the form of parent's loving wine.
Seema Chowdhury
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Past Lives
An angel came to me last night
She saw me in a different light
She showed me things I thoughht I could be
Are not a million miles away
As surely as night follows day
It follows, Im a king not a slave
It is another case of dj vu
It seems to happen everyday
It all comes back to me whatever I do
Theres always been a price to pay
Past lives, past lives
You can never put the ghost to bed
Get the feeling that you live, forever she said
Past lives, past lives
Rub my stomach while I pat my head
Get the feeling in your mind
When youre out of your head
And to the eastern side of the bay
My shadow is sailing away
Treasure possessions and money to burn
I wont be taking these with me
I hear the echos and Ive nowhere to turn
After all Im at sea
Past lives, past lives
We can anchor off the coast she said
The storm will pass and the fog will clear in your head
Past lives, past lives
You can never put the ghost to bed
Get the feeling that you live forever she said
In another world when dreams collide
To the mocking bird of faith we tied
She comes to pass but not to stay
Through the looking glass, she fades away
Welcome to the house of usher
An angel came to me last night
She sold me down the river of life
song performed by by Level 42
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Days Of Our Lives
How many times have you walked through my door
How many times have you heard my song before
How many lines until the end of time
These are the days of our lives
How many times did you hear mother say
You would do fine if you didn't sleep all day
Oh mother dear, I'll get a job next year
These are the days of our lives
How many times did you walk down the street
Avoiding cracks that were thrown at your feet
These rainy days were sent to make us pay
But these are the days of our lives
How many roads must a woman walk down
How many walls will surround the town
All that I am could get us out of here
These are the days of our lives
Did you believe in the stories at night
Weren't you afraid when they turned out the light
Oh, such a gas, I'm sorry it won't last
These are the days of our lives
These are the days that some of us regret
These are the days we learn to forget
These are the days that turn us out this way
These are the days of our lives
Of our lives
song performed by by Travis
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Acceptance Leads To Comprehension To Digest
Acceptance leads to comprehension to digest.
To learn and progress with an understanding.
It has to be difficult to achieve for anyone who believes...
A picking to choose their own experiences,
Leaves them with an expanded vision.
And many eventually pay exorbitant fees,
Just to keep their limited perceptions isolated...
And unfulfilling,
To discover their lives have been deprived of adventure.
As others choose their lives to live free of enforced restrictions.
'I'm very impressed you have a PHd.
However...
Why do you leave your shoes untied?
Aren't you afraid you invite a 'trip'?
Or had you thought about this to prevent a fall? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Give Service With A Knowledge
Not at all am I impressed,
By those focused upon one vision interpreted...
As the only version of success.
To obtain a degree or certificate that expresses,
An ability to achieve the purchasing of things.
To keep hoarded to dust in a treasure chest.
Yet...
Not an attempt is made to influence,
With an effectiveness that benefits others...
That whatever they do to do it at their best.
With a difference made they too can attest,
To witness 'if' they worked at it and wished less.
But the ones who pray to keep their fortunes intact,
Seem often to be...
The ones who claim they are highly favored.
As if The Creator welcomes that kind of self-centered,
Self indulgence!
Glad I am to have been raised,
By a mother who placed emphasis on faith.
And what others should prioritize with their lives...
Was a repaying by a giving back,
A service with a knowledge and a deed...
To someone else that is pleased to receive.
And that a good life lived...
Was not in the feeding of one's greed.
'Remember...
There should be several baskets,
In which to place your accomplishments.
And acquired tasks you have mastered to pass.'
No need to be a polished scholar,
To give service...
With a knowledge.
And a deed.
No need to be a polished scholar,
To give service...
With a knowledge.
And a deed.
No need to be a polished scholar,
To give service...
With a knowledge.
And a deed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Our Lives
Written by John Mellencamp
Well I'm a middle-aged teenager
I'm a man of angst and leisure
Doin' the best that I can do
My problems are incorrect
I've always got it around my neck
Hey I'm just like you
Yeah I've done some good and I've done some bad
But the most fun that I ever had
Was singing my songs for you
And if I should go astray
I'd get down on my knees and pray
Say God forgive me for what I do
Oh in our lives
There's no right way for us to live it
You know in our lives
There's a time to cry and a time to forget it
Well I'm a broke down humble man
Baby that's just who I am
And that's from me to you
Well I feel good here
Got about a million more years
To do what it is I gotta do
And if some day you happen to be passin' my way
Say hi, hello, how are you
Well, I'll return the gesture in kind
And hope that things are fine
And you all just do what you gotta do
Oh in our lives
There's no right way for us to live it
Oh in our lives
There's a time to cry and a time to get with it
You know in our lives there's no right way for us to live it.
Well I'm a broke down humble man
That's just who I am
And that's from me to you
Yeah I'm a broke down humble man
Yeah that's just who I am
And that's from me to you
Oh in our lives
You know in our lives
Yeah in our lives there's no right way for us to live it
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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There Is Too Much to Be Enjoyed
If my needs are not met
I have no regret leaving
These days have activated
My wishes and dreams
And it seems too many
Have delayed theirs...
To put their lives on hold.
Waiting to behold
Glorious retirements
Sitting in backyards
Within fences to reminisce.
That kind of laziness
Is not on my top 10.
Pretending we live those days...
Are not these days we live.
If my needs are not met
I have no regret leaving
To get them fulfilled.
Times have changed.
And so have I.
Listening to excuse makers...
Is not on my agenda.
There is too much to be enjoyed,
To be annoyed by 'show and tell' folks.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Assortment of Afflictions Gifted
All that I know within this existence visited...
Is mine as is to declare!
And from me shall not be taken.
I am part of this wealth of treausres.
If there is anyone who does not believe,
I am valued in this divine creation.
Then there is no remedy to secure their happiness.
If their thoughts are not as professed.
We are here to breathe!
Live and experience,
The gift of giving.
In the reception of those blessings sent!
A perception bridging weakness and self centeredness...
Limits those of diseased mentalities.
An observation televised!
And victimizes on panoramic landscapes.
Evidenced by lives lived.
Beset by the taste for torture.
And an assortment of afflictions gifted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Inequalities in the world
So much corruption,
so much hurt,
so much pain going on in the world,
so many people are treated unequally,
they haven't heard of equality,
they're exploited for everything they have a way of living from,
and we see the poverty infront of our eyes,
but it seems however hard we try,
it's always worse than before,
all these bloodthirsty wars,
pulverising our morals,
corrupting our purified souls,
grinding away at our faith,
discrimination progressing,
slowly generates hate,
predjudice blossoming angrilly on a dead tree,
so many people,
so many lives,
so many children are blatantly deprived,
so much greed,
so much is unfair,
we need to pull together for their welfare,
so many families struggling to survive,
all of these people have difficult lives,
yet we're complaining about working from nine till five,
if we swapped lives,
we wouldn't survive,
so why don't we realise,
that they're so many people,
so much of them are deprived?
We need to work together,
work as a team,
we can make this better,
we can make the world gleam.
poem by Emily Summers
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Hanging-In-There!
From the gallows of mental death...
That is where they claim to hang!
People who speak,
Words of defeat.
To let it known...
Their lives are not their own!
Or dreams wished to fulfill,
They desire with motivation to keep.
Doing things just to get by...
Is a sad commentary,
For those 'trying' to survive.
Instead of finding a purpose for themselves...
They await in hesitation,
For an approval made to live their lives!
And doing nothing else but 'hanging-in-there'!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Panicked If a Pill Popping Is Missed
There will always be those,
Who say they believe in God.
And quote verbatim...
Memorized Biblical scriptures.
And proud of themselves,
That they can do this.
As they frown upon those sinners picked.
The ones they find to pass their judgements.
And first they are to question 'Why'?
God selects them to be tested!
Pill poppers...
Yes.
These people seeking peaceful sleep.
But their minds at night,
Are left unrested.
No peace of mind comes for them to keep.
Although they protest the lives lived by others...
Aren't lived according to God's wishes and beliefs.
And yet,
Those who manage to live their lives,
Thankful to express...
God keeps them blessed!
Have no problems getting to sleep.
Sometimes to rise before dawn.
And feeling quite rested.
But also they find they are too busy...
To have time to moralize!
Or find they need to refill prescriptions.
To become panicked,
If a pill popping is missed.
As a qualified doctor prescribes!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Many People
Where do you want to go?
Are you sure of the road that you're on?
Who do you want to be?
All I know is the world deserves to be free
Let's pretend we're staring from the moon
Love is not only for the human
Look at the world you know
Do you believe it will go on?
Where do you want to go?
The things we take will only last for so long
In the end you know it's up to you
Love is not only for the human
Oh man, we are so many people
Living different lives under turbulent times
Oh man, we don't know good from evil
Looking through our eyes is the burden of our lives
Say can we tell for sure
The North and South will keep their snow on?
Say can the Earth endure
Do you really believe we can go on?
In the end you know it's up to you
Love is not only for the human
Oh man, we are so many people
Living different lives under turbulent times
Oh man, we don't know good from evil
Looking through our eyes is the burden of our lives
In the end God is the Universe
And the Universe is you
song performed by by Simply Red
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Pastime Paradise
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a pastime paradise
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a pastime paradise
Theyve been wasting most their time
Glorifying days long gone behind
Theyve been wasting most their days
In remembrance of ignorance oldest praise
Tell me who of them will come to be
How many of them are you and me
Dissipation
Race relations
Consolation
Segregation
Dispensation
Isolation
Exploitation
Mutilation
Mutations
Miscreation
Confirmation...to the evils of the world
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a future paradise
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a future paradise
Theyve been looking in their minds
For the day that sorrows gone from time
They keep telling of the day
When the savior of love will come to stay
Tell me who of them will come to be
How many of them are you and me
Proclamation
Of race relations
Consolation
Integretion
Verification
Of revelations
Acclamation
World salvation
Vibrations
Stimulation
Confirmation...to the peace of the world
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a pastime paradise
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a pastime paradise
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a future paradise
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a future paradise
Weve been spending too much of our lives
Living in a pastime paradise
Lets start living our lives
Living for the future paradise
Praise to our lives
Living for the future paradise
Shame to anyones lives
Living in the pastime paradise
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Just Three Days
Ah life
For what are all these fights
While we live for few whiles
What for are our fights
We are like butterflies
Our existence is just for Whiles We are strangers passengers across roads of life
What for broken hearts
How long lasts our lives
Why lovers become strangers
Why all these wars
If Life lasts just whiles
For love we die thousands times
And yet we spend lifetime trying to find
A shelter to survive
And our lives flies just in whiles
Nothing is eternal in this world
Just the prints of our feet
The Provence of our deeds eternally survives
We are just innocent butterflies
Who's life lasts just while
Three days lastour lives than we pass
When or how no one of us ever knows
Just the prints of our steps stay there
Even when we are gone.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Separate Lives
Eric woolfson - lead vocal
Its been a long road
Weve walked the last mile
We reach the same conclusion
And we stop for a while
Together we know
The way we must go
Were leaving an illusion
Thats for us to share
Only for us to share
We live our separate lives
And go our different ways
Cause we dont see eye to eye
And we cant stand face to face
We live our separate lives
While counting all the days
Till the two of us arrive
In another time and place
We share the same thoughts
We read the same lines
We meet on sad occasions
And in happier times
A spoken goodbye
And both of us try
To walk away in silence
Thats for us to share,
Only for us to share
We live our separate lives
And go our different ways
Cause we dont see eye to eye
And we cant stand face to face
We live our separate lives
While counting all the days
Till the two of us arrive
In another time and place
And always goodbye
But heaven knows why
I cant erase the memory
Thats for us to share
Only for us to share
Only for us to share
We live our separate lives
And go our different ways
Cause we dont see eye to eye
And we cant stand face to face
We live our separate lives
While counting all the days
Till the two of us arrive
In another time and place
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Everyday Being Tested
Everyday there is a witnessing of miracles.
And everyday someone unbelieving,
Chooses to complain about their aches and pains.
In a celebration with invited guests.
And those who seem the happiest...
Are those everyday being tested.
Expressing how their lives are gratefully blessed.
With faith and prayer done everyday to attest and reflect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Faith
We hold our faith
close to our chest
and will never let it go,
after all, it is the way we live our lives,
our judgements and our calls.
The way that we walk,
that makes us tall.
It is our future hope;
we have to get us through,
the disappointments and temptations
that come our way.
(18 September 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Paths
Sometimes things shape our lives
for the good or for the bad.
We can never tell
until they touch our lives.
What these things will do,
if they will rise us up
or put us down,
we just have to wait and see.
Whatever happens to our lives
we are but pawns in a big game
that starts when we are born
and it ends when we die.
Our lives are guided by an unseen hand.
Some call it fate
others call him God.
We will never know
until our living days are through.
Until then
we will move along
paths chosen for us.
1 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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