Fresh Targets
In these days and times...
It is difficult to leave confrontational people,
Alone!
And/or behind.
They seem to want to follow a process,
Of pursuing conflict to address their illnesses.
One has to strategically avoid them.
Sometimes at one's own risk.
Even if it means to be recognized...
After perfecting an assortment of disguises.
They seem to just know how to solicit,
Those they wish to identify as fresh targets!
'Oh!
I didn't know that was you.
Didn't you say you would be home at 2?
I thought that was you earlier passing by too!
What are you trying to do...
Fool me with another disguise?
As if you are trying to avoid me! '
Not at all!
You see on Wednesdays I like to dress up,
In this pirate outfit and adorn a powdered wig...
With sunglasses.
And this cane I use as a prop to enhance the limp.
'It's amazing what some people do to attract attention!
Was that you last week dressed as Mother Hubbard?
Now 'that' was very entertaining.
Why don't you do Whoopie?
She hardly gets imitators.
And I think she's terrific! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Grass covered path
Grass covered path
It is difficult to proceed
It is easy to wander in forest.
And what is a forest
It is difficult to explain
It is easy to face tiger and snake.
This body is only a dress
It is danger to believe dressed-man
Life risk is there and to avoid it
Knowledge and wisdom are necessary
It is easy to run dressed-life-chariot
It is not easy to proceed further.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Mama Didn't Raise No Fool
The best of times, the worst of times,
the times you can't ignore.
Sometimes you bite the bullet
and flip flop on the floor.
They tell you where to go,
and they tell you what to do.
They set your face on fire
then stomp it out with their shoes.
I ain't no fool.
Mama didn't raise no fool.
The times I can't complain
are the times I do the most.
On a diet of black coffee
and prozac buttered toast.
These eunuchs in their prada
and Gucci flavored clothes.
Wouldn't know a fresh perspective
if it bit 'em up on the nose.
I ain't no fool.
Mama didn't raise no fool.
Don't do as they say,
just say as they do.
No flavor's quite so bitter
as the taste of one's own shoe.
I ain't no fool.
Mama didn't raise no fool.
song performed by by Primus
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Avoid conflict
Conflict demolishes
Wealth house
Avoid conflict.
Conflict perishes
Body Soul
Avoid conflict.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Didn't We Do This Once Before?
Didn't we do this once before?
Say those things,
We did not mean.
Only to ignore the conflict.
To find we could get over it...
To discover we adored each other more.
Didn't we do this once before?
Scream and shout!
Locked each other out with pouts.
Slamming doors to cuss.
Proclaiming who should kiss,
The other's butt.
Along with other disgusting stuff!
Didn't we go through this,
Before?
Didn't we go through this before?
Dramatically dropping to the floor.
On our knees in agony.
Exclaiming to the other...
'Please don't say another word.
Pack your things and leave! '
Crying our hearts out when that has been done.
Trying hard to do without the other one.
And rushing to embrace each other...
When again we were face to face.
Confessing as we held and kissed,
No one else could take the other's place.
Didn't we do this once before?
Like an assignment expected...
On a calendar of monthy chores!
Didn't we do this once before?
Why can't we resist this.
And accept we love each other as opposites.
Can't we decide to identify the conflict...
And fix it?
Instead of using that,
As an excuse to become more passionate.
The foreplay is wonderful!
But can we find another way...
To display a love we know is here to stay!
'We could...
If you were not the one so stubborn! '
Me? That's you.
'No...
It's you! '
No it isn't it's you.
'No...
You! '
Didn't we do this once before?
'And...
Your point,
Is what? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is Never Too Late To Learn
Didn't I say 'no'?
'Yes! '
But you went ahead,
And did what you did against my wishes...
Anyway.
Didn't you?
'Yes and I...'
Sssshhh.
So you know what this means?
'No!
What does 'this' mean? '
You are to go to your room.
Immediately.
'But ma...? '
No buts, ands, or ifs...
Just go!
~Honey? ~
What is it?
~When our son's parole officer mentioned,
Parents can avoid their children...
From becoming incarcerated,
And detained with a prison sentence given...
By becoming proactive,
In the process of their children's discipline...
I think those comments were made for us,
To reflect upon in regards to the lack of our past actions.
Attempting to enact those actions now...
Well,
It is a little too late.
Our son is home from 'detention' to spend the holidays.~
And I was raised to believe,
It is never too late to learn.
Regardless of the circumstances.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Times Like These Wont Leave
Oh it's amazing...
In these days and times,
People are still found to be...
In a deepened sleep.
And it's amazing,
In these days and times...
There are those still distant,
From believing.
And...
It doesn't matter if it's in their faces,
People are disbelieving.
It doesn't matter if it's colored blue...
People wont accept that color true.
They rather see it rosy and ready to bloom.
Yes it's amazing,
That people rather pack more on their backs...
With a closing of their eyes to facts.
It is amazing...
That people rather pack more on their backs,
With a closing of their eyes to facts and nap.
And it's amazing,
In these days and times...
There are those still distant,
From believing...
Times like these wont leave,
To keep them steadily creeping to be what they are!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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2008: Things I Don't Want to Leave Behind
Didn't want to leave you
With a bad imnpression
Didn't want to take you
In the wrong direction
Didn't want to fool you
About my affection
Didn't want to leave you
With my last confession
I didn't want to end up
Without a reflection
Didn't want to accept fate
In the end there's no deception
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Who Am I? -Cory's Story
I am running all the time
but I'm running down hill;
I am thinking all the time
but clear thinking is foggy to me most times.
I do things sometimes and can't remember what.
I do things sometimes and can't remember why.
I have days I just want not to see no one;
just want to hide.
I think certain days
others are looking at me.
I think certain days
others are better than me.
I don't want to go into certain things in detail-
the detail will hurt,
need to keep it general and light,
not get too heavy in my mind.
Don't want to be like others because I can't.
Don't want to adjust
because it will
make me crazy.
I prefer people think I am dull and lazy
rather than I've tried and failed.
Don't want any one to get to know me too well;
I might be judged.
I have a secret side of me no one knows
that is superior over others.
I run away from feeling down
and tried being happy-
didn't like it;
it didn't work out too well.
What is wrong with me?
I was born in the wrong century
I should be a pirate
and not polite
or effete.
And another thing
I really like being around people
but I don't really like them to talk to me.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Habitually Fixed
People addicted to nonsense,
Are no different than those addicted to crack.
Or any other sedation that medicates.
Dumbed down and seeking entertaining escapades.
And afraid of any thought process,
That causes comprehension.
Or communicating some of that might exist.
People addicted to nonsense,
Prefer to see a disagreement with their ideologies...
As confrontations..
With a nothingness with someone in this mindset,
That ever gets done.
Dumbed down and seeking entertaining escapades.
And afraid of any thought process,
That causes comprehension.
Or communicating some of that might exist.
This activity is representative of those who create conflicts,
To protect interests.
And those interests have been habitually fixed to delusions.
And people like this,
Stubborn and fixed...
Live assuming any progress that moves forward,
Is a conspiracy that threatens their beliefs!
And as long as they keep passing the 'pipe' around...
They will interpret the crumbling of foundations,
As a work of art!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Avoid The Light - I
Avoid the light - i
(spoken)
(...)
Modern day plague. stronger than any and every virus, disease, or
Sickness.
Full eclipse, (of body emity.)
Anti-christian, and eternally alive.
Buried underneath.
2000 years of histories.
Yet able to rise.
Instinctively arise.
Avoid the light.
The sounds and sight.
The undead should be sleeping.
Avoid the light.
That cross so bright.
My (fledglings) dropping, weeping.
Avoid the light.
Overt your sight.
Go underground just leave me.
Avoid the light.
Avoid the light.
Avoid the light.
Avoid the light.
(spoken)
True and purely a horror. mans ultimate enemy and predator wrapped
Into one.
Spread like wings, of damnated.
Then folding into, shaping mortal man.
Not safe.
Plasmic cover, will override.
True emotions.
(the peeling version), to guard my countless (grains).
Avoid the light.
The sounds and sight.
The undead should be sleeping.
Avoid the light.
That cross so bright.
My (fledglings) dropping, weeping.
Avoid the light.
Overt your sight.
Go underground just leave me.
Alone, unseen, reborn, (receive).
Its a battle of wills.
In glorious, (we can).
Avoid the light.
The sounds and sight.
The undead should be sleeping.
Avoid the light.
That cross so bright.
My (fledglings) dropping, weeping.
Avoid the light,
Overt you sight.
Go underground just leave me.
Avoid the light.
Avoid the light.
Avoid the light.
Avoid the light.
(spoken)
(...)
song performed by by Pantera
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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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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Valley Of The Ghouls
Energized with a sacrifice,
To remain devoted to purpose...
And a disciplined life.
Is a lonely proposition...
For those walking on a path,
That breaks away from traditions.
And pre-conditions as if accepted missions.
Achieving with dignity and a motivation to fulfill...
At times can promote discouragement.
And attention from those mean spirited...
Out to kill goodwill!
And this they will...
As if skilled.
It is difficult to maintain in the valley of the ghouls.
Those who rush to confirm the dead through obituaries.
Those who nourish upon others' despair.
Those who delight in ruling over their blight!
As if this ignites their wicked moods with added fuel.
It is difficult to maintain in the valley of the ghouls.
Those rushing from repast to repast...
To sip and dine to leave.
These are the people holding their breaths...
With a more interest in death,
Than to living lives invested...
In a happiness to manifest.
It is difficult,
To maintain...
In the valley of the ghouls.
When people express,
How good someone looks...
Dressed!
And appearing...
To be at peace in a restful death!
It is difficult,
To maintain...
In the valley of the ghouls.
When people express,
How good someone looks...
Dressed!
And appearing...
To be at peace in a restful death.
Oh yes...
It is difficult,
To maintain...
In the valley of the ghouls.
When people express,
How good someone looks...
Dressed!
And appearing...
To be at peace in a restful death.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Enthusiast
there once was a man whose early life was drastic,
they even say his heart was made of plastic,
yet through it all the man was enthusiastic,
the bad times he forgot; the good times he would list,
to all of those who knew him, he was an enthusiast.
It didn't matter if it was raining or volcanoes erupted in his yard,
it didn't matter if people starved to death, because life is so hard,
he didn't pay too much attention, after all ignorance is bliss,
the bad times he forgot; the good times he would list,
he was smiling all the time, the enthusiast.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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Black people were very angry with me for writing the book. A lot of people didn't believe me, or didn't want to believe me, and that used to really bother me. It was a very painful and difficult time.
quote by LaToya Jackson
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Human Beings
Uncle Dan said
'now listen
There's right and there's wrong
and there two kinds of people:
those that can't be trusted to be right
and those that cannot be trusted with being wrong.
Take out the microscope and lets' see
what that person does when they
have you in the wrong.
If they treat you like you ain't' human
anymore
then that is the face of evil.
I worry more about those who
think they's absolutely right tho
than those that know's they's wrong.
Find out who is convinced they's
absolutely right about anything
and run the other way
that is a dangerous woman,
or man.
Now if you find a person who
sees that you is wrong and
don't judge.
That is a human being.
that includes you judging others
too.
Avoid people trying to prove
they is right
sure sign that they is wrong.
Avoid the person constantly
talking about how they have
been wronged
just means they are waiting their
change to get even on somebody
anybody
anybody close will do.
Talk to people who say
I may be right or I may be wrong
but proving right or wrong is not important
only how you treat people and yourself
inside
is important.
Leave the rest.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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I Cannot Avoid You
I cannot avoid you, keep you from my thoughts
whatever I think about; you are still clinging there
and in me you stay,
I am never free from you
and I see your eyes looking at me.
Sometimes you pass in the street
and I cannot trust my feelings,
at other times I see you driving past,
I cannot avoid you.
Sometimes it feels as if this sensation wants to abate
until somewhere again I behold you
and then I know that you are in me,
that I really want to see you again,
I cannot avoid you.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Didn't I
I didn't realise that you were someone else
Until it was too late
So fooled by your disguise, carried away
I thought you were my friend
But things change and you along with them
Gone are the days when we laughed through the night
And it will never be the same
I said it wouldn't last forever didn't I, didn't I
Don't want to say I told you so but didn't I
I gave you all my heart and soul and didn't I cry
Bus somewhere deep in your heart, deep down inside
I got to you
Oh baby didn't I
We made no promises, we lived for every moment
Together come what may
What need was there to lie, for heaven's sake
I love you anyway
But things change and time heals the wounded
Where there was pain there's a scar on my heart
Now I can't look at you the same
I said it wouldn't last forever didn't I, didn't I
Don't want to say I told you so but didn't I
I gave you all my heart and soul and didn't I cry
Bus somewhere deep in your heart, deep down inside
I got to you
Oh baby didn't I
song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Morning Night And Day
One time didn't do it
Two times didn't feel quite right
I didn't know where i was going
I just knew that i would be alright
I woke up in a druken haze
The sun shone to my window?
I said that i'd never do it again
What kind of fool do you think i am?
It happens
It always seems to happen
Morning night and day
I just want some action
Give me satisfaction
Send me to my?
Morning night and day
I had a good time late last night
I didn't think it would ever end
I walked home in a broad day light
Couldn't get a cab at half past five
One drink wouldn't do it
Two drinks are far too much
I didn't know what i was doing
I ate the floor and a pile of dust
It happens
It always seems to happen
Morning night and day
I just want some action
Give me satisfaction
Send me to my?
Morning night and day
So if you think that it won't get you
Well think again friend 'cause it's not true
In my case, it was not my fault
Other people made that call
One time didn't do it
Two times didn't feel quite right
It happens
It always seems to happen
No matter what i say
Morning night and day
I just want some action
Need some satisfaction
Before it gets too late
Send me to my?
Morning night and day
song performed by by New Order
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Passing Through
I saw jesus on the cross on a hill called calvary
Do you hate mankind for what they done to you?
He said, talk of love not hate, things to do - its getting late.
Ive so little time and Im only passing through.
Passing through, passing through.
Sometimes happy, sometimes blue,
Glad that I ran into you.
Tell the people that you saw me passing through.
I saw adam leave the garden with an apple in his hand,
I said now youre out, what are you going to do?
Plant some crops and pray for rain, maybe raise a little cane.
Im an orphan now, and Im only passing through.
Passing through, passing through ...
I was with washington at valley ford, shivering in the snow.
I said, how come the men here suffer like they do?
Men will suffer, men will fight, even die for what is right
Even though they know theyre only passing through
Passing through, passing through ...
I was with franklin roosevelts side on the night before he died.
He said, one world must come out of world war two (ah, the fool)
Yankee, russian, white or tan, he said, a man is still a man.
Were all on one road, and were only passing through.
Passing through, passing through ...
(lets do it one more time)
Passing through, passing through ...
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Do You Think It's Alright / Fiddle About
(Pete Townshend)
I used to know everything about you
But today when I tried to point you out to one of my friends
I picked the wrong girl again
Don't see you in the crowd anymore
I think it's you but I can't be sure
You're wearing disguises
Occasionally a girl surprises me
When she turns out to be you
Wearing disguises
I don't think you want me to see you ever again
And today I saw you dressed as a flower bed
Last week you had a wig on your head
Directing traffic in the street
And your shoes were too big for your feet
You were wearing disguises
Occasionally a girl surprises me
When she turns out to be you
Wearing disguises
[repeat first verse]
Wearing disguises
Wearing disguises
Wearing disguises
Wearing disguises
song performed by by Who
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