Get It? I Hope You Do
Oh...
I am going to give you what I've got.
Whether my choices made,
Are acceptable or not.
Remember this...
I am not here to please the whims,
Of your friends...
Parents, co-workers or other associates.
We are here TOGETHER.
That's all that is important to me.
You want to stretch that importance,
To include other people?
For you from your point of view,
May be a possiblility.
But from where my eyeballs sit...
None of that nonsense will cloud my mind.
Get it?
I hope you do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If you want to win friends, make it a point to remember them. If you remember my name, you pay me a subtle compliment; you indicate that I have made an impression on you. Remember my name and you add to my feeling of importance.
quote by Dale Carnegie
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If you want to win friends, make it a point to remember them. If you remember my name, you pay me a subtle compliment you indicate that I have made an impression on you. Remember my name and you add to my feeling of importance.
quote by Dale Carnegie
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I think the number one thing that I find important is the importance of honesty with your friends and your parents, if you can be. But I think that telling people how you really feel, being who you truly are, being safe and taking care of yourself is the most important thing.
quote by Emma Stone
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I want to apologize to all of the people I have let down because of my behavior which has reflected badly on my family, friends, co-workers, business associates and others.
World's Divide
Lost in these times
Its hard to make up our minds
This is the reason
We're convicted for our crimes
So we wait
Scars on our face
They show the importance
Of finding a way to leave this place
But then we're left with
Nothing substantial to hold
And I'm afraid that
Our stories will never be told
Some people carry on
Some just stay right where they are
Our worlds divide the sight
I'd rather move along
Knowledge is not very far
Our worlds divide the sight
When innocence dies
It tends to shake up your life
Let it consume you
And then leave it all behind
I need escape
From the choices we made
And the feelings of longing
That are standing in our way
Don't give up on hope...
DON'T GIVE UP ON HOPE...
Don't give because its hope that binds us
Pain that guides us
Who do we trust when those things remind us
Its hope that guides us
Pain that binds us
Who do we trust when they're not behind us?
song performed by by Flaw
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Keeping Friends Like These
It's important to have friends.
Not just associates...
But true friends.
The ones that will tell you,
What you don't want to hear...
Regardless of your fears.
The ones who are upfront,
And share what is on their minds.
The ones you might have disagreements with...
From time to time.
It's important to have friends.
The ones you can count on through thick and thin.
The ones who are around,
When marriages and relationships come to an end.
The ones who are there...
Caring with a warm shoulder in your despair.
The ones who refuse to choose,
To compare their blues...
As if they can and have walked in your shoes.
But true friends who can be found...
To lift you up when you are down.
Friends like this...
Know when you need them around!
And no one has to ask them to leave...
When you've become impossible to please.
Keeping friends like these,
Is to your benefit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Writing About - Hope
Every human being living on this earth hope for something
Poor people hope that one day money will come their way
The rich folks hope to multiply their assets before long
Several men hope for a wife who is as caring as their mother
Many women hope for husbands who is as loving as their father
Children always hope for parents who will give them everything
Bankers hope that everybody will pay their mortgages in time
Thieves and robbers hope the police should stop harassing them
While the police hope that every person will be law-abiding
Priests and clerics hope that everyone will live a sacred life
Experienced nurses hope the doctors will treat them with respect
Medical doctors hope their patients will recuperate faster
Careful drivers hope that other drivers will drive like them
Teachers hope all students will do their home-work regularly
While the students hope the teachers will give them easy exams
The colleges hope that all students will pay their tuition promptly
Farmers always hope for good and abundant harvest
Lawyers hope more and more people will need their services
Fishermen hope that more and more fishes run into their nets
School-girls always hope for rich and generous boy-friends
All politicians hope to get elected and re-elected
Employers hope their workers will volunteer for overtime
Every architect always hope to design the best building in town
Builders hope to showcase the tallest building as their own work
The mechanics always hope more people will buy used-vehicles
What are your personal hopes on this earth?
What are your hopes for your family?
What are your hopes for your country?
The day we humans stop hoping on this earth
Will be the day we cease to be members of this beautiful planet
Please remember to stay happy and cheerful
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Thank the Light Workers
Thank the Light Workers that shine their light
Thank the Light Workers who set this realm right.
Earth was almost at a point of total collapse
now we made it through 2012
and 2013 almost here at last.
Light Workers saved the ocean from that oil spill
prayer was sent by many people because sea life ill.
Sea life heard the prayers and went to an island faraway
it was recorded as phenomenal to this very day.
Thank the Light Workers once again
and Thank yourself my dear friend
Thank also the all the Angels in heaven.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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The Importance Of Keeping The Peace
I hope what I say is understood.
The rent I pay to stay in my home,
Is not to listen to others argue...
In front of it.
And I am asking you,
To give me some respect.
By leaving this area...
And taking your mess,
To a place where you pay...
To lay your heads down to rest.
'None of us pay rent.
We live with friends...
Because our parents wont let us in.'
Trust me,
I sympathize with your plight.
However...
With that said,
And like your parents...
I'd like to get some sleep tonight.
And when and 'if'...
You get the opportunity to pay mortgage or rent,
You will come to understand...
The importance of keeping the peace.
Thank you!
And none of that did I ever do to my mother.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Of Them!
student protesters
close down Wall Street....
peaceful waves lapping
at the shore....
but the storm is coming;
students give way to workers,
workers without food,
without housing or medical care,
workers without hope....
angry workers,
and they damn sure
ought to be...
i know, i'm one of them!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Breath Of Live (Umbilical Mix)
Never had a point of view
'Cause my mind was always someone else's mind
I never had to tell a lie
'Cause I left the choices up to them
Don't know why but I did
Oh I want life
Life wants me
To breathe in it's love
Take me I'm yours
Now I'm coming up for air
I'm gonna live my time
For the rest of my life
Then I'll be coming back for more
I never had to call the tune
'Cause I always drifted with the tide of the moon
I would go out every night
Looking for someone to treat me right
Not a chance not a hope in this world
song performed by by Erasure
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I Remember It All
In times gone by I remember it all
The fun we had
The friends I made
The love I won and lost
The fiery anger that burns the soul and makes my mind a cloud
It hurts my heart to tell you this
My head is in a fix
I hate this world in its dark
In times gone by I remember it all
The roads I should have taken
The things I forgot
The people whose lives destroyed
The stupid things that I have done
The evil things
I hated the things I did
The dangerous paths I took
In times gone by I remember it all
I remember the words unspoken
The pain that still sits on the heart
The problems that wreck the soul
and never been resolved
In times gone by I remember it all
The pain, the heartbreak
The laughter
I remember the good times and the bad
The stories told and untold
In times gone by I remember
The memories I have made
poem by Rachel Branscombe
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Breath Of Life
Never had a point of view
'Cause my mind was always someone else's mind
I never had to tell a lie
'Cause I left the choices up to them
Don't know why but I did
Oh I want life
Life wants me
To breath in it's love
Take me I'm yours
Now I'm comin' up for air
I'm gonna live my time
For the rest of my life
Then I'll be comin' back for more
I never had to call the tune
'Cause I always drifted with the tide of the moon
I would go out every night
Lookin' for someone to treat me right
Not a chance not a hope in this world
song performed by by Erasure
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Breath Of Love
Never had a point of view
cause my mind was always someone elses mind
I never had to tell a lie
cause I left the choices up to them
Dont know why but I did
Oh I want life
Life wants me
To breathe in its love
Take me Im yours
Now Im coming up for air
Im gonna live my time
For the rest of my life
Then Ill be coming back for more
I never had to call the tune
cause I always drifted with the tide of the moon
I would go out every night
Looking for someone to treat me right
Not a chance not a hope in this world
song performed by by Erasure
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BS Projectors
Oh they will and they know they can BS.
Those BS projectors.
Killers of relationships!
Their own,
And all of those of family members.
Friends and friends of friends.
Co-workers and 'their' associations.
When they begin projecting there is no end.
They never tell the truth about dilemmas.
They hope innuendo toasted with hearsay,
Will do!
Those BS projectors project,
With distortions like none ever knew.
With an image they select that projects,
What they want others to view!
BS projectors do a smokescreen...
On minds.
Like hoodwinkers who get their due too!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It Pleases
If it pleases...
Anyone is invited,
To say and speak
That which is on their mind.
Tongues of these,
Have been declared to be
Censorship free.
And acceptable.
Those who think pose threats.
And they may or may not upset,
The ones who protect themselves...
In safety zones condoned.
And yet...
A comprehension is expected.
Requests to understand perspectives,
Are solicited and collected.
And those choices selected are made.
To leave decisions made pleased.
In a climate made easier for explanations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When It Hurts Enough To Cry
When it hurts enough to cry,
Like when your parents give you up, and you don't know why.
Parents just like my own,
Didn't want anything to do with me, till I was grown.
Why do some parents give up their kids,
Do they ever regret later that they did?
My parents weren't there through the teen years,
Or seeing me graduate which brought me tears.
I hardly heard I love you son,
When growing up, I can't remember having any fun.
Something my dad said has always stuck in my head,
When I was five he said he wished I was dead.
Doesn't he know my heart was torn?
I never did ask to be born.
Parents are suppose to love their kids,
And it will show later what a good job they did.
They say you can't choose your mom or dad,
Cause if I could I wouldn't be so sad.
But I always remember what Jesus said,
''Always love your mom and dad.''
poem by Roger Dodd
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Observation Says It
Those who say,
They've stopped what they've done...
To spend more time with their families.
Need to be heard...
To begin the flowing of deception.
Many have a need to hear themselves,
Dancing through the bushes.
Give me eye contact on this one please!
How important was the family in the first place,
That one has had an option...
Whether to spend that time or not?
Time is made for...
Waste.
Procrastination.
Sleaze and drive by stops,
To silent cravings.
Shop.
And strolls through malls to wish.
When people are full of themselves,
Like this...
They make all kinds of excuses.
And the ones most creative,
Come from those knee deep in ego!
That's the way 'observation' says it goes.
After years of having other priorities,
No one is going to use guilt of doing what they want...
To satisfy anything the think they can,
For me!
Not after years of having other priorities.
Not here!
Not...
IF I am on their agenda.
And that had been established...
When times 'then' were fresh and exciting.
When people meet and say things sweet...
Doesn't it seem they've become stuck together,
With glue?
Until appetites change,
For a taste of something new.
Comeon...
None of this is rocket science!
Nonsense begets nonsense begets more of it!
And the evidence of that is all around.
Some carry it in their pockets.
That's how addicted they've become.
And for quite a few...
That nonsense is pressed up against their noses.
Or sitting in a prison cell.
A parent visiting a 'lost child'.
'Your honor...
I could have spent more time with my children,
BUT...
I was too busy creating acceptable excuses.
And hey...
What can I say?
I sold them.
And they were bought! '
If that excitement has gone...
Do not use alibis and excuses,
To try to recapture 'those moments'.
People who say they do 'this' and 'that',
For their families...
With a doing that is not there for them,
As real as the feeling of pain has been?
Gets no smothering of attention...
For an instant replay of 'could ofs' and 'what ifs'.
They shouldn't.
With expectations?
That's just how it is with me.
And why I choose to live alone.
If there is no time for me...
When no time comes to stay for anyone?
There is no need trying to find it!
It's gone!
That's it.
Time doesn't sit listening to time tick...
Or tock from a clock!
It just does not!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Friends With You
What a friend we have in time
Gives us children, makes us wine
Tells us what to take or leave behind
And the gifts of growing old
Are the stories to be told
Of the feelings more precious than gold
Friends I will remember you, think of you
Pray for you
And when another day is through
Ill still be friends with you
Babies days are never long
Mothers laugh is babys song
Gives us all the hope to carry on
Friends I will remember you, think of you
Pray for you
And when another day is through
Ill still be friends with you
Friends I will remember you,
Think of you, pray for you
And when another day is through
Ill still be friends with you
Friends I will remember you,
Think of you, pray for you
And when another day is through
Ill still be friends with you
song performed by by John Denver
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I Want To Know That You Will Munch
If it is going to be from me stated,
Not a syllable connected...
Has been chosen in haste.
I do not intend to waste time.
Neither yours or mine.
Throwing anything together,
To satisfy a taste.
I don't want you just to nibble.
I want to know that you will munch.
If I find there is something important to say,
And I regard you as an important receiver?
I am not going to select anything quickly,
To pick and appease what I believe,
Will be acceptable to your taste.
I am not that kind of chef.
To deliver less than my best
If what I say is important enough to say to you,
That importance I show to you I wish to keep.
I want you to expect each time a feast from me.
And if that is not believed...
I have no other way to convince.
Other than to ignore you.
And I perceive you have been already,
Accustomed to that.
Or you wouldn't be so offended,
By the closeness of my approach.
Or my willingness to remain attached.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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