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Held Accountable

We all seek to get attention.
But many who wish it to get,
Pay little of it to others to mention.

We all want to be understood.
And if we could,
Describe ourselves...
With the having of no flaws at all.

We would like to have others seen,
As treating us indifferently...
When our good intentions are interpreted,
To be deceiving misdeeds.

And...
Some people wish not to be responsible,
For their own actions.
Preferring to place the blame,
For their responsibilities unclaimed...
On the back of someone else,
To be held accountable.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What About My Image?

But you've graduated from high school.
Why is it that you desire to go back?

'I felt safe in those days.
It was easy for me not to be accountable,
For anything.
And when I blamed someone else for something I did...
At least I could hide my deceit and was believed.
But today...
People are trying to make me responsible,
For my own actions.
And...
I have 'never' done that before!
I'm not use to having fingers pointed at me.'

Well...
You know eventually that is going to happen.

'I know.
I can't even blame 'them' for anything anymore.'

Just be prepared to fix everything you've done.

'Are you kidding?
Be responsible for my own actions?
Be accountable and admit my faults?
But...but...
What about my image? '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This president has been reluctant to hold anybody accountable. No one was held accountable after September the 11th. Nobody's been held accountable after the clear flaws in intelligence leading up to the war in Iraq.

quote by Bob Graham
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A Granting Of An Escape

When does it become one's duty,
To be held accountable for their own actions?
When does that border between,
Allowing one to locate excuses...
Separates that from one's denying,
Of making habitual mistakes...
To find fault to place blame on others,
With a granting of an escape.

When does it become one's duty,
To be held accountable for their own actions?
When does that border between,
Allowing one to locate excuses...
Separates that from one's denying,
Of making habitual mistakes.

And when will people awaken,
To discover their dishonesty...
Offers their children,
No respect or identity.
Or a dignity they pride for the rest of their lives.
What will it take...
For those with pretentions to have them erased?
More hiding places?
Or the appearance of guilty looks,
Adorning their pitiful faces?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Held Accountable

We all are held accountable
On the things we do in our life
From the deeds we do, and the words we say
And from the actions that we leave behind.
As our paths they cannot be forgotten
Nor the walks or the steps we have taken
And the things we done or felt or said
They will become the future that we have been making.
As a rock that is tossed into the ocean
And as it hits upon it’s surface
The ripple effect for that rock has began
Then later we will see its effect and its purpose.
And we too are all held accountable
As that is the way that it should be,
From the things we done and the words we said
As that will become part of our history.

We all are held accountable
For our endeavors that became our past
And should we not also be made to stand up and own
All our actions and deeds that formed and shaped our life.
We must stand up and accept our past
As that is the way that it truly should be
So we can't run or even hide away
Like life, that is our destiny.
As one day we all will be held accountable
From the deeds and actions that we have done
So we must be prepared to accept them all
As like from death, from it we cannot run.
So watch the steps that you do take
And think closely on the path you do choose
As that will be the destiny you chose for yourself
And one day it will come back to visit you.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Someone Elected, Liked and Popular

Someone has to be held responsible,
For allowing people to make wrong decisions.
Someone has to be held accountable,
For allowing people to dismiss their values.
And adopt standards that unleashed upon them...
An onslaught of disrespect.
With a lack of discipline...
Their blind mindsets enjoyed and accepted.
Someone has to be held responsible,
For the blatant theft and rise of crime.
Someone elected, liked and popular...
To lead and guide them out of shadows,
Should have had their interests protected.
And their choices made,
More closely inspected.
With a voice of concern...
Their way of life has been neglected.
And they someday will pay!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With All Due Respect

We have come to tell you,
We find your actions to be...
Despicable, distasteful to our policies.
Disrespectful to our rules.
Offensive and totally nonconforming.
And...
You have rubbed us the wrong way.

'Whew!
That's a relief.
When I saw the two of you,
Approaching me with those huge smiles...
I thought you were about to deliver,
Well...
Bad news.

You see,
For the record...
I tried to tell you that myself when we first met.
But during that initial meeting,
When asked...
If anyone had anything further to discuss,
My raised hand was ignored.
And that meeting you ended.
You have to remember that?
I was then new on the scene.'

That's not the issue here.
What is it that you intend to do?

'Have I been honest? '

Too honest.

: 'Have I been direct? '

Too direct.

'Have I been accountable? '

Well...

'Have I or have I not been accountable? '

Well, yes.
And that's the one thing,
That is the most embarrassing to us.
You seem not to care you are ruining our reputations.

'You''ll get over it.
You think it's easy for me,
Getting up every morning...
'Knowing' that's the kind of person I am.
Do you know how I struggle through the day,
With that kind of guilt on my mind?
And not have a deceiving thought to share all day long?
Do you know how hard that is?
And to live with happiness around here, too?

You've asked me what I intend to do.
Is this correct? '

Yes.
What are your intentions.

'With all due respect.
My intentions are to ignore you.
Just like you did me when we first met.
I am sure that should be familiar.
Don't you all do that to yourselves as well? '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Would It Be Easier?

In a democracy,
There is no dictatorship.
However...
Would it be easier?
Since it is common practice,
And certainly more convenient...
To place the blame on someone else,
Whenever we wish to have them perceived,
As failures.
With a casting off of our responsibilities,
To have others believe we are not accountable.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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WHO And WHAT Implemented This

How can anyone think or believe,
They could distance themselves...
From actions their own children take,
That provokes others with disrespect...
To then proclaim they are not responsible,
For those actions their children have learned...
From behind walls where they were first taught.
To then take those lessons beyond their own backyards?
With a doing done to create for others havoc!

Is the First Amendment that diverse?

WHO and WHAT,
Inspired with encouragement their transgressions?
With beliefs to violate others is okay?
And with rights that entitles them to do it their way.
From WHERE was this thoughtlessness generated?
WHO and WHAT implemented this in their minds,
To have those who should be accountable...
Find someone else to blame!
And with accusations that dismisses their teachings.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Teflon-ed

Quick to shift,
A blame that sits.
On those who drift,
From being...
Held accountable.

They choose to say,
Their way is best.
Although they take,
More time to protest...
Another mess they manifest!

A love they have for dancing,
Around the bush.
So slick like oil oozing,
They refuse to look...
At the games they play.
Fast they run...
From mistakes initiated.
Mistakes by them repeated,
To keep things done their way.

They choose to say,
Their way is best.
Although they take,
More time to protest...
Another mess they manifest!

Quick to shift,
A blame that sits.
On those who drift,
From being...
Held accountable.

A love they have for dancing,
Around the bush.
So slick like oil oozing,
They refuse to look...
At the games they play.
Fast they run...
From mistakes initiated.

And 'Teflon-ed',
To keep their misdeeds...
Stick free.
Or noticeably heated.

Teflon-ed,
To keep their misdeeds...
Fed to feed,
As needed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Most In Need of Empathy

People do make choices!
And those upset with regret...
By the decisions they have made.
With direct accusations,
To others...
For not clearing a path,
With cracks unpaved.
Are the ones unaccustomed,
To being held accountable.
They seek exits to escape...
From responsibilities they have faked!
Creating more difficulties for themselves.
Fault finders they become!
And nothing else.
With hopes they are seen,
As victims of low self esteem.
And this too often has been their gloated motive...
To keep themselves viewed,
As those most in need of empathy!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hoping With Their Fingers Crossed

From the very moment they raided the kitchen,
To leave the cupboards and the shelves empty and bare...
Those who had been entrusted,
To oversee the supply in abundance there...
But stole what they could,
And ran like lieing thieves who connived...
Are now back on the scene in the same suits and ties.
Hoping with their fingers crossed,
That no one remembers who had their fingers in the cookie jars...
Long before their attempts to place the blame,
On the ones who came with rolled up sleeves and one purpose...
To permanently rid every rodent and remodel the entire house,
With a fresh coat of paint and furnishings...
That will restore accountability and integrity,
To once again have the occupants...
And everyone in the neighborhood,
Feeling proud that someone has focused with priority...
To finally move forward by naming every rat trying to come back,
These crooks are now on the defensive and innocence in their eyes...
Also display gestures,
Of having had an absence of memory for their misdeeds.
And of course...
They seek an attention to have everyone believe,
Their intentions are nothing but wholesome, honest and sincere.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If One Hesitates to Produce, One Also Hesitates to Protect

Many do not do well,
In triumphanting with a purpose...
To declare victory,
With faith and beliefs.

Some rather march along as followers...
To relieve themselves of responsibilities.
And with 'that'...
Be accountability free.

Preferring to lay the blame on others,
Who aren't afraid to make decisions...
With a flow of actions directed.
If one hesitates to produce,
One also hesitates to protect.

And those who lead,
Do not assume a comfortability.
Their abilities and capabilities...
Are just not in constant doubt.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mama's Boy

Who held me responsible,
and accountable for my actions?
My mama.
Who made sure I did my chores...
with a buttoned lip and no back talk?
Doing what I did...
and her voice I would not ignore?
My mama.
When I made a face that was out of place,
and mumbled my thoughts...
I just knew she couldn't 'trace'.
Mama would say, 'Do what I say, boy...
and fix that face! '
Mama's boy is a man now.
And every step I take...
Is done without excuses.
Because my mama didn't allow me to fake!
Or look for an easy 'out' to make!
She knew for me there would be few easy breaks.
And taught me what it was to love...
As she surprised me with a wink!
Served with ice cream...
and a slice of my favorite cake!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Relax. Just Observe It For What It Is

Please.
Can you assist me?
'I will do the best I can.
What is it that you seek? '

I am trying to make some sense,
Out of what's going on.
Can you tell me where it is I can go,
To begin with my efforts?

'Oh.
I can tell you many places to go.
But.
The only suggestion I can give,
Is try not to make any attempts at all.
That's right.
Pretending to go along with whatever is going on,
Will be the best solution.
Just observe it for what it is.

Trying to stand out,
As one being accountable for your actions...
Is not a healthy way to live.
Afterall
Who would understand this?

And today
People are easily offended by anyone,
Making attempts to be responsible.
Relax.
Just observe it for what it is.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Acting As If Having An Intelligence

It took me awhile,
To understand those...
Who saw life in denial.
But as I thought about them...
And being mentally conditioned myself,
To accept limitations...
With an acting as if having an intelligence,
Would actually offend others?
I completely understand now,
Why so many accept staying ignorant.

Trying to impress with a thought process offends.
You see...
This is what I've come to understand,
Life becomes less challenging...
When those 'known' to be ignorant,
Are not held accountable for their actions.
And those who are labelled 'intelligent'...
Are expected to be responsible AND accountable,
For 'everything' those who choose to see life in denial...
With the doing of the most 'stupidest' things to be excused.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What I argue is that if I'm going to be held accountable for my actions that I should be allowed to record... my actions. Especially if somebody else is keeping a record of my actions.

quote by Steve Mann
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With A Doing To Convince Others

Why are people discovered to be weeping,
From decisions they make to stubbornly keep?
Then to blame others to relieve themselves,
Hopefully...
Of all accountability?
As they initiate to advocate with a protesting,
That holds with a scolding...
Someone else but themselves responsible,
For the actions they have taken with a professed innocence.
With a doing to convince others giving them attention,
That they've had no acknowledgement of being warned.
And the 'act' performed guarantees one empathy.

'Why are you smiling? '

~You have no idea how grateful I am,
I was not accepted to live in that neighborhood.~

'That's not nice to say.'

~You should have heard the words shouted to me,
When I was chased away.~

'Why do you exaggerate with such sarcasm? '

~Personal experience.
That's why I have such an admiration,
For those who are good at acting.~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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These Acts Are Often Quickly Returned

I have never understood,
Why some people would take it upon themselves...
To say or do things with evil intentions to another,
And not perceive whatever is done they do...
Will not come to be done back to them?
And...
With a doing that never ends.
Once their doings have been discovered.

And those who believe others are sensitive,
When in the acceptance of misdeeds done...
That have come to affect their lives,
Should think of their own.
Especially when condoning the temptation to perform,
An approval of blind acts of thoughtlessness!
These acts are often quickly returned.
And with a specific and swift stinging!

'That's it!
No longer will my patience be misinterpreted.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Trying To Be As Serious As I Possibly Can

I'm not going to say,
What goes around comes around.
I can not do that.
I am just going to feel very blessed.

And...
Find a place to laugh where I am not heard.
With the acknowledgement God realizes,
I am a work in progress with blemishes and flaws.
Just like other 'creations' My Father has made.

And I am not quite yet prepared...
To forgive those who have done misdeeds,
Intentionally!
Without expecting a 'payback'.

What's in the minds of people like that?
Donut munching?

But something inside me becomes pleased,
To see them suffer.

'Oh forgive me Father,
For I have sinned.
And it felt so good! '

God knows I am going through this process,
Trying to be as serious as I possibly can.
Under certain conditions.
Afterall...
Like Father, Like Son!
I had to have gotten my sense of humor from 'somewhere'!
So I can not take full responsibility for my tactless actions.

'Excuse me,
Would you happen to have any tissue?
I've become suddenly overwhelmed.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I think it's very important that you make your own decision about what you are. Therefore you're responsible for your actions, so you don't blame other people.

quote by Prince William
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