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Fruitless Connections

Everything one owns,
Or believe to own...
Has a theft connection.
Someone, somewhere...
Has either been deprived,
Or denied.
To enrich philosophies.
With a base in taxation.
To justify division and separation.
As a strategy with racist tactics.
There are surveys and graphics,
To compare demographics.

Those that benefit,
Are the ones who make the rules...
Create and change laws,
To keep it that way.
Making this a preferred existence.
And feeding the minds of many fooled.

And those indoctrinated to pray...
Have been trained to keep their eyes,
On the hereafter...
On Sunday if not everyday.
In the hopes of receiving shimmering halos,
Golden slippers, robes and wings!

And if gospel singing is their thing...
Less truth is induced.
To produce fruitless connections.
With a sweetened pot that is tithed.

Those awakened are labelled blasphemers,
Nonconformers, misfits and perhaps terrorists.
To keep ignorance a commodity to market.
And making sure an emptied pocket,
Is regarded a tradition to be obeyed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Increase Of Its Popularity

The one thing about ignorance,
That is beginning to make sense...
To those advocating their prinicples,
And beliefs with enforced implementation...
Is the acceptance of ignorance everywhere.
Spreading to eliminate the thought of its existence.

Leaving the many who had perceived ignorance to be,
As appalling and offensive to become today outnumbered.
Making the appearance of ignorance the choice preferred.
That satisfies both purpose and taste,
Without need for debate to question.
With few left to argue the increase of its popularity.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gun Toters

Does a madness...
Labelled as it is and justified,
Continue to protect the rights of those...
Clearly crazed with ignorance.
And sending signals of racist intent.
With given and granted sentiments,
To do things documented...
As a tradition,
That is becoming more demented!

Gun toters define for themselves,
What is liberty.
By the rights to wound and maim.
And make claims of self-defense,
A government amendment...
They uphold,
And have not gone against.

With a purpose to hunt anything that is deemed,
Game for sport
And other games supported...
To distort,
Reasons to sell...
And cavort if licensed.

An unapproved I.D.
Could get one a weapon...
Over the internet easily.
To market on the street...
In exchange for drugs.
Or something even more devious,
Secret and discreet!

Does a madness...
Labelled as it is and justified,
Continue to protect the rights of those...
Clearly crazed with ignorance.
And sending signals of racist intent.
Be granted sentiments,
To do things documented as being demented?

Some laws followed today,
As rules in dusted books...
Were clearly devised,
At a time when geese would fly...
At shot by Quakers.
Seeking meals to satisfy!

Now reasons to keep guns under pillows,
Mattresses and near to the bed...
Says a lot about insecurities.
And the fear in people's heads.

They get no sleep...
Awaiting a prowler instead!

Gun toters define for themselves,
What is liberty.
By the rights to wound and maim.
And make claims of self-defense,
A government amendment...
They uphold,
And have not gone against.
Only to witness their children die...
From needless accidents!

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It Will Be A Good Day

Anderson/squire/howe/white/sherwood/khoroshev
Golden forest golden lake
Sanctuary, state of grace
I will find reason a place to begin
It will be a good day
Beginning is one place i've been before
Watching the sunrise on the silver shores
Setting me free again leading the way
It will be a good day
Sometimes i forget
How mighty this earth
Astounding winter skies
Truth is in birth
Peace that it brings to me, my naked eyes
Be a good day
Make me believe again
Making me free again
Making me see again
Golden mountains golden seas
A thousand reasons singing to me
Alive to this message
Realising it all
Be a good day
Learning to listen learning to see
Learning is power making me free
Free to believe again in my human side
Giving me good reason
Giving me good reason
(come tomorrow)
Make me believe again
(destiny)
(take the river)
Making me free again
(to the sea)
(come tomorrow)
Making me see again
(will be free)
Like a river
Time feels so much closer now
You are with me, so real
We make our own heaven
Clear through the sky
The making of reason for you and i
I sing of each season
Making us feel
This will be a good day
This will be a good day
(come tomorrow)
Make me believe again
(destiny)
(take the river )
Making me free again
(to the sea)
(come tomorrow)
Making me see again
(destiny)
Like a river to the sea
Make me believe again
Making me free again
(come tomorrow)
Making me see again
(destiny)
(take the river)
Making me free again
(to the sea)
(come tomorrow)
Making me see again
(take the river)
(come tomorrow)
(destiny)
(take the river)
(to the sea)

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It Will Be A Good Day

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Eluding Truth

Eluding truth,
Does not make it insignificant.
Nor does the attempt to ignore it completely,
Change the evidence of its existence.

Contemplatng to alter it,
To keep it hidden...
From one's consciousness...
Is a foolish proposition.

Since mankind is in a precarious situation...
When coming face to face with truth,
And still proceeds to try to manipulate fate...
Without faith in The Creator to guide the way.

Eluding truth,
Does not make it insignificant.
Nor does the attempt to ignore it completely,
Change the evidence of its existence.

There is no escaping,
From that which initiated the process of one's making!
Even the wisdom one shows,
Has been bestowed by 'that' which is ALL Knowing!

How foolish can an ignorance get?
We are in the midst of witnessing it!
Or...
Maybe all of it is intentional and not ignorance.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why Isn't Anyone Obeying The Rules?

Why isn't anyone obeying the rules?

'Rules?
Which ones?
The ones that were in effect,
That have been changed?
Or the ones no one ever obeyed,
After the changes were made...
To make the old ones more effective? '

That doesn't make sense.

'And maybe that's why they aren't being obeyed.

Which interpretation of rules are in effect?
And who's interpretation of those rules,
Should be respected?
If they aren't being followed by those who break them,
To obey,
Then who should say to whom what should be obeyed? '

What?

'Why repeat what is not in existence?
Does a cow drink its own milk,
To obtain stronger bones with a steady dose of vitamin D?
I doubt it.'

And...
Nevermind.
I am so glad I am not seeking explanation!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Making Love Out Of Nothing At All

(jim steinman)
I know just how to whisper,
And I know just how to cry;
I know just where to find the answers;
And I know just how to lie.
I know just how to fake it,
And I know just how to scheme;
I know just when to face the truth,
And then I know just when to dream.
And I know just where to touch you,
And I know just what to prove;
I know when to pull you closer,
And I know when to let you loose.
And I know the night is fading,
And I know that times gonna fly;
And Im never gonna tell you everything
Ive got to tell you,
But I know Ive got to give it a try.
And I know the roads to riches,
And I know the ways to fame;
I know all the rules
And then I know how to break em
And I always know the name of the game.
But I dont know how to leave you,
And Ill never let you fall;
And I dont know how you do it,
Making love out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all.
Every time I see you all the rays of the sun
Are streaming through the waves in your hair;
And every star in the sky is taking aim
At your eyes like a spotlight,
The beating of my heart is a drum, and its lost
And its looking for a rhythm like you.
You can take the darkness from the pit of the night
And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright.
Ive got to follow it, cause everything I know, well its nothing till I give it to you.
I can make the run or stumble,
I can make the final block;
And I can make every tackle, at the sound of the whistle,
I can make all the stadiums rock.
I can make tonight forever,
Or I can make it disappear by the dawn;
And I can make you every promise that has ever been made,
And I can make all your demons be gone.
But Im never gonna make it without you,
Do you really want to see me crawl?
And Im never gonna make it like you do,
Making love out of nothing at all.
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)

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Picking Segments To Be Neglected

Different are the teachers of today,
Who are challenged to teach lessons...
To collective minds,
Sitting with a desire to be taught...
And learn in times desperate for thinkers.

A future invested can not be molested,
With a selecting to dissect...
Which part of a unified society,
Should receive a better treatment.
While picking segments to be neglected.

Those expecting to rise to leave others beneath,
Has not proven to be of benefit...
To a quality of life that has steadily decreased.
Nor has this strategy,
Eliminated a tragedy created by division.

And the need for discipline and respect is overwhelming.
As those who now see...
The feeding of ignorance and mediocrity,
Does not influence success.
Nor promises greatness to reflect the best.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Everyday

Everyday
Im on my knees to pray
Since I kissed you once
And I held you once
Things have never been the same
And Ive tried
God knows Ive tried
But theres nothing left
In the world today
Thats making sense in any way
Even now, Im in love with you
No matter what you put me through
Therell always be someone like you
Who lets me down again
But every time
Ive tried to make you mine
It seems theres nothing else
I will ever find
That will make you stay
Make you change your mind
Sad to say
Its the same thing everyday
But theres no one else
In the world today
That will make it change
Take the pain away
Even now, Im in love with you
No matter what you put me through
Therell always be someone like you
Who lets me down again
And everyday no matter what I do
Im more and more in love with you
I cant believe its really true
You wouldnt really go

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Earth Is Not A Commodity To Waste

It is sad to see,
All of humanity being destroyed by greed.
It feels hopeless to witness,
Nature making attempts to convince Earth's inhabitants...
Without them protecting it with concern,
All life as it is known...
Will be eliminated with this one lesson to be learned:

~Ungrateful and foolish are those in conflict who believe,
They can live here on Earth to choose destruction as they please.
And still live to receive benefit.
By the fostering to maintain their sustained ignorance of it.~

Earth is not a commodity to waste as if it is easy to amputate,
What is disliked by the few who ignite division.

A thinking and feeling Earth could care less,
Who amongst those leeching to feed upon it...
Profess to be better than the rest.
It is here to endear and provide for all of its creations
And if it decides all life should end...
So be it of its own making with a choice to do to accomplish.

And yes...
Those with kept and divisive religious beliefs,
Will have nothing to do with Earth's decision.
No faked praise is going to save lives.
Earth can be a 'mother' in these situations.
With a strictness descending upon those given.

~You better recognize! ~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Make That Connection

Oh what would I do
Oh what would I do babe
Honey I have this feeling
Its never ever ever explained
Yeah Im afraid a part of my heart
Would always feel misunderstood babe
I would never know honey
I never meant to drive you away
Whats wrong?
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
What would I give if I could have you now
Baby what would I give to see your smiling face again
You know theres nothing I would not do
No river I would not swim, no mountain I would not climb baby
If I could have you right here once again
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
Tell me baby is it something I might have said?
Is it something I might have done wrong to change your mind?
Tell me baby is it something Ive have said?
Is it something I couldve done?
Honey somehow let me right all your wrongs
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
Oh what would I give if you would tell me just one thing
Honey what would I give if you would stroke my hand with your brow
Or whisper sweet things into my ear I would smile like a baby
I would be happy like a child if I could have you right here, right here, right here
Right here with me now
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, yes I do
I want to make that connection, that connection to you
I want to make that connection, whats wrong?
I want to make that connection, that connection to you

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Just another day in paradise

In This Town

I could be anywhere else but here
But the rain wont let me go.
Theres a photograph
Hanging on my wall
Of a place Ive never been to...
Ill never make the grade
(feels like sunday everyday)
And I cant stop the rain
(feels like sunday everyday)
What do the papers say?
(feels like sunday everyday)
Get up and go now!
In this town - somethings gotta change.
In this town - somethings gotta change.
Im looking at the world -
Looking for a scene -
Waiting for a day -
Filling in time like Im digging
My own grave...
Ill never make the grade
(feels like sunday everyday)
And I cant stop the rain
(feels like sunday everyday)
What do the papers say?
(feels like sunday everyday)
Get up and go now!
(chorus repeats...)

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Making Love

(jim steinman)
Producer for bonnie: jim steinman
I know just how to whisper
And I know just how to cry
I know just where to find the answers
And I know just how to lie
I know just how to fake it
And I know just how to scheme
I know just when to face the truth
And then I know just when to dream
And know just where to touch you
And I know just what to prove
I know when to pull you closer
And I know when to let you loose
And I know the night is fading
And I know the times gonna fly
And Im never gonna tell you everything I gotta tell you
But I know I gotta give it a try
And I know the roads to riches
And I know the ways to fame
I know all the rules and then I know how break them
And I always know the name of the game
But I dont know how to leave you
And Ill never let you fall
And I dont know how you do it
Making love out of nothing at all
Out of nothing at all
Out of nothing at all
Out of nothing at all (making love)
Out of nothing at all (making love)
Out of nothing at all (making love)
Out of nothing at all
Every time I see you all the rays of the sun
Are streaming through the waves in your hair
And every star in the sky
Is taking aim at your eyes like a spotlight
The beating of my heart is a drum and its lost
And its looking for a rhythm like you
You can take the darkness from the pit of the night
And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright
I gotta follow it
Cause everything I own, now
Its nothing till I give it to you
I can make you find your power
I can make you lose your fear
I can make your body do some very magical things
Ill make your inhibitions all disappear
I can make tonight forever
Or I can make it disappear by the dawn
And I can make you every promise that has ever been made
And I can make all your demons be gone
But Im never gonna make it without you
Do you really wanna see me crawl
And Im never gonna make it like you do
Making love out of nothing at all
(making love) out of nothing at all
(making love) out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all (making love)
Out of nothing at all (making love)
Out of nothing at all (making love)

song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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To Invite Abuse on Any Level

Some rules and laws imposed on folks,
Are totally ridiculous.
Many are not obeyed.
Some are antiquated and should be erased.
Others make absolutely no sense at all.

I live in a place where each town has separate laws,
From a town that may be inches away!
And then within communities they have implied 'rules'.
Now there is talk to pass a law in a major city
That would make it an offense to ignore someone laying in the streets...
After being hit by a car or passing out!

Can it be believed that humanity has progressed
To advance beyond expressing empathy?
Or having a sensitivity that has to be addressed by laws?
'This' is not a healthy sign,
That the people of today are dieting to enhance their minds.
But then...
How can something empty be enforced to do anything.
Except make excuses to invite abuse on any level!
And to leave someone laying in the street...
Is the height of a mental disturbance unrecognized!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth Is Making Its Presence Felt

Truth is making its presence felt.
And there are so many,
Who have never dealt with it before.
Believing it to be destructible.
Like a steel fence built.
Or a wall to dvide,
Contructed of concrete.

Truth is as powerful as the air supplied,
One needs to breathe.
And born to ignore it...
Does not ceases its existence!

Truth is making its presence felt.
Much like Mother Nature has...
To those who have a concept,
That the Earth upon all leech...
Is not a living, thinking being.
And how this goes misunderstood...
Is beginning to awaken those asleep!

Truth...
Is making its presence felt.
And an acceptance of it,
Has not been left to debate...
For other choices to make.
Whether the message or the messenger,
Is disliked...
Will not soften the bite of truth.

Be prepared to swallow it!
Or be eatened up and gobbled!

Truth...
Not more variety of delusions,
Is making its presence felt!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Ever Changing Profile

No matter who interprets reality,
With highlighted dots...
Or colored crayons used,
To achieve an understanding.
We are a product of our isolated environments.
Be they an ethnic mix.
Or separated by choice of racist comforts...
Paraded through streets,
To honor one's heritage.
When we are given reason to celebrate...
During one of those monthly ethnic weeks.

And that ignorance that divides us all...
Is the same ignorance we defend,
When our delusions of who we are,
And those standards we value...
Are offended.
Depending on how those insults are delivered.
And by whom.

And whatever those ties we keep,
Belonging to ancestors romanticized,
Who had little or nothing to do...
With the polluting of today's atmosphere,
Is kept glamorized.
We are fine with keeping them as our heroes.

And hopefully we pray with faith,
They are not looking down upon us...
With eyes spying.
Observing us lose our tempers,
With tremendous rudeness...
As we together stand in unity,
In a crowded fast food restaurant,
Hoping what has been ordered...
Doesn't take too much longer,
Before we get to eat it.
Without a single thought,
Of being threatened by terrorists...
To cross our minds.
Until we all are reminded by the media...
Our treasured lifestyle is so envied,
We must be alerted to take pre-caution.

And this we do...
As we wonder while munching,
And sipping on diet soft drinks...
Which one of us fits,
The ever changing profile...
Of a lunatic!

'Why are you carrying that huge book around? '

~This is my collection of the different looks of terrorists.
Everyday I need to updat it,
To keep abreast of who will be depicted as one next.~

'They have the best 'fries' here.'

~I agree.~

'Do you have a recent picture of Bin Laden? '

~No, not yet.
I am waiting for his next video release.~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Everyday Anywhere

Everyday anywhere,
This world is dying very slowly;
Everyday anywhere,
This world is ending very slowly;
Because, everyday anywhere our sins are being exposed!
Everyday anywhere,
This world is sinking very slowly;
Everyday anywhere we are preparing for war!
And everyday anywhere we do kill each other;
Because of the hatred in our hearts! !
Watch the news around the world and see what goes on,
But everyday anywhere we claim to go to church and pray;
And this world is now sinking because of our sins.
We need peace than the bullets of war! !
And everyday anywhere we claim to pray in our various churches;
But everyday anywherew, we fail to obey the written down Laws.
Everyday anywhere,
The world is ending gradually on us;
But the written down Laws are guided by the peaceful solution,
So, let us think twice and change for the better.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Own Belief

there is always a time to change
everything is changing
you are not an exception, sort of saying
this corollary
there is always hope,
every rain in our hair is hope itself
every darkness in our eyes
is hope in the making
the pain inside is hope speaking well enough
everything hopes the wrong way perhaps
looking for what makes us happy
which is not really the
thing
don't think about it, keep moving,
and when tired,
sleep, dream,
dream of bridges with flood beneath it
you are on top of the situation
invent wings, and claws and be any kind of bird
settle down
and be a stone for the night
there is always this transformation
because hope is there
there is always change making changes
you just fail to understand
this body, is not your body, it is not yours,
this soul is not yours,
you are a dropp of tear in the ocean
the same salt
everywhere.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love 4 Fun

So you think you got it all worked out
And what youre searching for
Isnt what you found
Up in this world thats on the run
A lot of hits but only a few
Number ones
Im making love for fun
Are you looking for a holiday
Im making love for fun
Why would you do it any other way
Im making good
On everything I said
So baby just relax
And let me do my thing
Up in my world you better run
Theres only room
For the few who can come
Im making love for fun
Are you looking for a holiday
Im making love for fun
Why would you do it any other way
When you dont have a place to go
When everything feels the same
I can change what you think you know
Making love my way
Im making love for fun
Are you looking for a holiday
Im making love for fun
Why would you do it any other way
Im making love for fun
Are you looking for a holiday
Im making love for fun
Why would you do it any other way

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Fruitless Connections

Related quotes

The Increase Of Its Popularity

Gun Toters

It Will Be A Good Day

It Will Be A Good Day

Eluding Truth

Why Isn't Anyone Obeying The Rules?

Making Love Out Of Nothing At All

Picking Segments To Be Neglected

Everyday

Earth Is Not A Commodity To Waste

Make That Connection

Just another day in paradise

In This Town

Making Love

To Invite Abuse on Any Level

Truth Is Making Its Presence Felt

The Ever Changing Profile

Everyday Anywhere

My Own Belief

Love 4 Fun

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