Gridlock
Advocating an end,
To a gridlock begins.
So all intersections are closed,
Not opened to relieve the strain.
And those selected to intercept,
Have rejected the best solutions.
Engaging themselves instead with praise.
As they keep the traffic blocked...
From making any forward movement.
Seeking to be acknowledged...
By those outraged.
With the winning of campaigns,
That increase heated arguments...
With additional rhetoric that drains.
But they seek to be acknowledged...
By those outraged.
The ones who placed them in positions,
Now have their verification...
Who amongst them are the ones officially crazed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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They appear to have become so attached to their outrage that they are even more outraged that they won't be able to be outraged anymore.
quote by Barney Frank
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Those Once Outraged Are Amongst Those Crazed
The only time familiar faces become missed,
Is when words spoken thought ridiculous...
Were from them direct and sugar free.
To have outraged those to a frenzy.
And today?
Those once outraged are amongst those crazed.
Now...
Those very same honest and direct people,
Are remembered to be reminisced...
As those who spoke with words wished to hear again.
Since time has past to make what had been said 'then'...
More meaningful than ever to those comprehending.
Compared to the nonsense many accept today...
As a way to communicate their sanity,
From wherever it was purchased...
To label it as such!
The minds today are detached!
And to never come back from where they are.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There were a couple Aborigines in my primary school, but we never spoke to them. They kept to themselves, and we never really even locked eyes. They weren't acknowledged officially either.
quote by Phillip Noyce
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It Becomes Pointless
It becomes a pointless,
And forgettable activity...
When a conscious mind,
Bemoans an obvious blockade,
Preventing a forward movement...
Those with eyes,
But refuse to see.
If those in the majority,
Have decided confusion is the way...
Why bust a gut,
Yelling as if crazed...
A deadend selected,
Is not a closed gate that will open...
If they stayed and prayed.
It becomes pointless.
Demeaning!
And most importantly...
Attracts an attention,
Others find amusing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life
Eyes closed light blocked
Heart closed love blocked
Both opened life enthralled
poem by Somanathan Iyer
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None of This Would Have Been Mentioned
It was only 'after' they acknowledged me,
That you accused me of not telling you.
Whatever it was they had to mention.
But...
I had gone to you first to exclaim my good news.
And you ignored me.
In fact...
You wanted to bring 'that' to my attention!
As I recall.
I didn't approach them at all.
If they had not acknowledged me...
You would not have cared or known.
And I knew that.
Remember this...
I am no stranger.
And if I had been...
I would have gotten your attention.
And none of this would have been mentioned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do not interrupt the flight of your soul; do not distress what is best in you; do not enfeeble your spirit with half wishes and half thoughts. Ask yourself and keep on asking until you find the answer, for one may have known something many times, acknowledged it; one may have willed something many times, attempted it — and yet, only the deep inner motion, only the heart's indescribable emotion, only that will convince you that what you have acknowledged belongs to you, that no power can take it from you — for only the truth that builds up is truth for you.
quote by Kierkegaard
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All Up Inside One's Head
What do people come to say,
When they have discovered their way...
Blocked and stopped by the presence of truth.
How can they avoid it when it is clearly in their faces.
As rain or Sun or when the thunder comes,
It is there and will be acknowledged.
And when truth comes,
It gets all up inside one's head.
Like something that is determined not to ever be avoided.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unmistaken Consciousness
The last of many tears came to fall.
To undo acknowledged sorrows...
Selected and picked,
To wallow away in self pity.
And this discovery was a relief...
For one who thought of tomorrow,
As a connection of borrowed miseries.
Until the stopping of this,
Revealed a life unlived!
Ignored!
And driven to please...
Others.
And the doing of this is done,
By the one giving too much attention...
To self addictions.
Like a habit introduced by another,
To leave one hooked...
Seeking an acceptance.
And those afflictions are difficult to identify...
When the crying of sighs,
Feel so good with a foolishness felt!
Until that day eventually comes...
That awakens one with an unmistaken consciousness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nothing Left To Auction
Those who hated,
Now find themselves to be naked.
And..
Without escapes,
To re-address a fate that awaits.
Isolated and outraged,
By their own selfish ways...
And now naked.
Those who hated can't fake it.
Or look for those escapes...
That chased away,
The others from the gates.
They now are naked!
Together and can't fake it.
Those with time to hate...
Isolated and outraged,
By their own selfish ways...
Now themselves so naked.
Discriminated and hated.
'Our things are gone,
There's nothing left to auction.'
Now themselves so naked.
Discriminated and hated.
Isolated and outraged.
By their own selfish ways.
'Our things are gone,
There's nothing left to auction.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Homebase
People do make decisions to leave a comfort zone,
Wilfully...
To seek opportunities elsewhere,
With a doing of this regretfully, sometimes.
And there are those who feel less comforted,
By a showing of a lack of support...
Within their own homebase.
Unable to create their opportunities,
Without feeling to be chased away.
Knowing to maneuver around this truth,
Is too much to convince others to prove.
So they leave happily with this acknowledged...
A growth that explores life,
Is much more important to experience...
Than withnessing a tired stagnation permitted to exist.
While others sit with no ambition,
Advocating the acceptance of this.
Now...
To return with a learning process to share,
With others prepared to become aware...
Is a different story.
Since one's tolerance level has broadened,
To be or not to be involved.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keep Moving Forward
Returning attention given to those seeking it,
By telling you what you are not...
And what you could do to improve your status,
For their approval and acceptance...
Should give you a clue as to what it is they do.
And have done with the time to them given.
However...
IF you return back to them nothing to work with,
By giving them closed lips and forward movement...
Something done in the doing of that,
Will be more than enough than they have done...
Most of their lives they themselves have validated.
You need not to say or do a thing to bring yourself,
Down to a level to appease people like this.
Since it should be obvious to you as this is viewed,
They have yet to find themselves...
To stop a wasting of their time to find others,
Willing to waste their minds and time collectively.
With no improvement or a wish to seek progress.
The only thing done one can do for people like this,
Is to keep moving forward.
With a leaving behind with them a hint as to your abilities.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sought And Mooched
If it becomes acknowledged,
You are that one who gives unconditionally.
And can be depended upon to do it,
As if you have no other reason to live...
Be prepared to be sought and mooched,
By those seeking to squeeze...
Every bit of empathy they can from you to get!
You will be hunted as if to feed a craving,
Needing by some to be immediately fed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If you seek yourself,...you rob the lens of its transparency.... You will know life and be acknowledged by it according to your degree of transparency, your capacity, that is, to vanish as an end, and remain purely as a means.
quote by Dag Hammarskjold
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In The Land Of Make Believe
After lining their pockets with wealth and rhetoric,
It becomes difficult for one to perceive...
Those selected to lead in leadership positions,
Have a purpose to dedicate their lives to the uplifting...
With desires to see,
An equality, equal opportunity and happiness expressed...
For each common man to reflect and receive.
In the land of make believe...
Fairytales are more than accepted.
They become a way of life.
In the land of make believe...
The sun is never seen to rise.
It just beams never to set.
After lining their pockets with wealth and rhetoric,
It becomes difficult for one to perceive...
Those selected to lead in leadership positions,
Have a purpose to dedicate their lives to the uplifting...
With desires to see,
An equality, equal opportunity and happiness expressed...
For each common man to reflect and receive.
In the land of make believe...
Fairytales are more than accepted.
They become a way of life.
In the land of make believe...
The sun is never seen to rise.
It just beams never to set.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Such A Revealing Thing To Witness
People have created their own realities.
To find themselves blocked...
In a head lock.
With a mental strain that drains them,
Physically and emotionally.
And the days they could have stopped,
A clinging onto a superficial existence...
Has from them gone.
And the act of pointing fingers,
That seems to be acceptably done by everyone...
Is such a revealing thing to witness,
About those thoughts one has...
Regarding their own accountability!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Be bullied, be outraged, by killed, but do not kill.
quote by Wilfred Owen
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Disease is the retribution of outraged Nature.
quote by Hosea Ballou
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Decisions They Make
People do not want to listen.
They choose to hear what they wish to hear.
And when decisions they make,
Do not favor their taken positions...
Accusations fly.
To leave them the last,
And perhaps the only one surprised...
As to why their rants,
Go ignored.
And...
Blocked from the ears of those,
Who have closed their doors.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Anguish Looks More Like a Smirk
'Sir...
You have made the people angry.'
How?
And why are they angry?
'Well...
It seems as though,
They want you to notice they've ignored you.
And you are acting as if you could care less.'
I don't!
And I'm caring less about this by the hour.
I enjoy the privacy and the quietness,
Of their ostracism.
'But sir...
This has made them angry.
They prefer you showed emotional anguish.'
Here...
Take this camera.
Give me a moment and I'll show you anguish.
'That's not going to work.'
Why?
'Your anguish looks more like a smirk!
Put your Sunglasses on.
Your eyes are twinkling.
And that will upset them.
Engaging them to become outraged.
Put more emphasis on the frown.
Turn your lips down and I'll snap the picture.
Sir...
This is going to be more difficult than I thought.
Try not to hold your frown down with your fingers.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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