Here You Are In Need Of A Fix
I've come here to inform you,
I no longer will be taking...
Anymore of your nonsense.
I've decided there is no more need,
I have of it.
None whatsoever!
'That's a relief.
I'm glad you came to my home to tell me that.
I was just about to call you,
To refuse your invitation sent.
Requesting a visit I thought made no sense.
And here you are...in need of a fix.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Taking You Home
Taking you home - (don henley/stan lynch/stuart brawley)
I had a good life
Before you came
I had my friends and my freedom
I had my name
Still there was sorrow and emptiness
til you made me glad
Oh, in this love I found strength I never knew I had
1st chorus:
And this love
Is like nothing I have ever known
Take my hand, love
Im taking you home
Taking you home
There were days, lonely days
When the world, wouldnt throw me a crumb, no no
But I kept on believing
That this day would come
And this love
Is like nothing I have ever known, no no baby
Take my hand love
Im taking you home
Im taking you, home
Where we can be with the ones who really care
Home, where we can grow together
Keep you in, my heart forever
Instrumental (keyboard)
2nd chorus:
Oh and this love
Is like nothing I have ever known, oh no no baby
Take my hand love
Im taking you home
3rd chorus:
Oh this love
Is like nothing I have ever known, no no baby
Take my hand.
Im taking you home
Im taking you, home
Yes I am, mm, mm, mm, hey baby, hey baby
Taking you home
Short instrumental w/background vocals
Im taking you home baby
Im taking you home.
End
song performed by by Don Henley
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Absolutely A Non-Cool Thing To Do
Projecting to reflect,
One's nonsense upon another...
Is absolutely a non-cool thing to do.
One's reputation can be ruined,
Just by the things people chose to prove...
Can be done as pursued.
There is no need to take advantage,
Of someone's hospitality.
There is no need to extend a visit,
To sit in someone's home...
Showing a disrespect.
There is no need to do as one pleases,
Because someone has stated...
'What is mine is yours.'
That is a figure of speech.
Not to be taken literally.
To invite all of your friends over...
To then announce to the host of your visit,
'I decided to have a party.
You are invited IF you'd like to come.'
Whose house is this?
It's not yours!
Projecting to reflect,
One's nonsense upon another...
Is absolutely a non-cool thing to do.
There is no need to take advantage,
Of someone's hospitality.
There is no need to extend a visit,
To sit in someone's home...
Showing a disrespect.
There is no need to do as one pleases,
Because someone has stated...
'What is mine is yours.'
That is a figure of speech.
Not to be taken literally.
And some people never get this.
Just to end good relationships.
And don't have a clue how they do it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We've Cut Back
Why is it always those 'with' the money,
Attempting to convince the ones living...
On a fixed and unchanging income,
Without a dime left to spare...
They could save 'more' money?
'IF'...They decided to put their minds to it.
Well, my mind has been decided for many years now.
But somehow my rent, utility bills and food expenses,
Seem to care less where my mind happens to be...
When the time comes around and they need to get paid.
And my thoughts seem to be confined with the picking of lint,
Straight out of my empty pockets on a monthly basis.
'If 'we' can do that...
You should be able to do that too.
In fact...
We've cut back from taking those yearly cruises,
To the Caribbean.
And redecorating our home every other year?
We recently decided made no sense to 'us' at all.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sense
Sense
Which makes some sense
Other than nonsense
Supreme sense
Is civic sense.
Embedded with moral sense
Inject sense
In this universe
Oozing with nonsense.
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Noticed Without Mistake
When a headache begins,
And it is noticed...
Without mistake,
With a pinpointing to the origin.
Know now you do what and who,
Initiated that headache.
With an acknowledgement discovered,
You can refuse the invitation for your own sake.
And closer too are those steps you make...
To identifying the life you wish.
And that which to dismiss,
From your happiness kept to keep as is.
There is nothing like stopping,
A whine that begins...
On time you once gave,
You no longer give.
Know now you do what and who,
Initiated that headache.
With an acknowledgement discovered,
You can refuse the invitation for your own sake.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Insensitive, Cold And Indifferent
I have my insecurities.
And I am glad to have been younger,
To had been made forced to deal with them...
Publicly.
With the knocking down of walls.
And the building of defenses of pretense.
And as I age,
I've been given the ability...
To look through those constructed fences.
Some hide behind to convince others...
They are in need of being shielded from becoming,
Offended by those who live lives using common sense.
Interpreted by them to be insensitive, cold and indifferent.
Categories most children would assign as they malign,
Their strict and no nonsense taking parents.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Knew That! That's Why You Accepted My Invitation
I am so glad I was able to accept your invitation,
To join you this evening to eat.
And I am famished too!
'Oh,
That makes me so glad to hear.
We might as well get started.
Excuse me for a moment.'
Take your time.
I love your home.
It's...
Expressive.
'I've never heard it termed that way.
But...
Thank you.
Begin anytime you wish.
I have tons of it.'
This?
This is nothing but a bunch of...
'I'm sorry.
Forgive me.
In my excitement,
I've served to you first the dessert.'
Dessert?
What?
I had expected...
'Don't say another word.
My bad!
Here...
It's now autographed.
You don't have to start with that book.
I do have other writings.'
Where is the food?
'I'm feeding that to you now.
I think we have a misunderstanding.
I thought you said you couldn't wait to feed,
On what I had to offer you to eat.
Don't you wish to be nourished by my wisdom?
That's what I am serving you to eat!
Me, my thoughts, my intelligence.'
Uh...
You don't have too many friends, .
Do you?
'There you go again.
Trying to read my mind.
Probe into my head.
You knew that.
That's why you accepted my invitation! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hemingway's Bizarre Dream: The Oldman And The Fog,1st.Episode
..no longer, the fog..
could see the man
because, another fog..
made of man..
in between
and..no longer, the man..
could see the fog
because, another man..
made of fog..
also in between
so they decided..
the oldman,
and the youngfog..
to have a battle against..
the man made fog,
and the fog made man
and if they won the battle..
they'd exchange their names,
the fog would be the man,
and the man would be the fog..
but if they lost....? ?
turn lights n..
dream's over....
so wait for the next episde..
of Hemingway's bizarre dream, ,
till that decided, , ..
gdspeed, , , ...
and gdsleep....
poem by Ahmed Khaled
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Good Bye To Yesterday
As you walk away
Stay close to your radio
Cos i called in and placed a song for you
Its my farewell song to yesterday
Goodbye is such a hard word to say
But i‘m glad i finally said it out loud
For long i‘ve always known you would go one day
But i guess the thought of saying goodbye was just too much to bear
And so i let you stay when i should have let you go
Maybe i thought if you stayed a little longer
You‘ll change your mind and stay forever
But now i know better, you were never meant to last more than a season
I know it will hurt to watch you leave
But now i think i can finally have my peace
Now i don‘t have to jump up from my sleep anymore
Scared that you left while i was deep in sleep
Now that i finally said goodbye, my heart is no longer heavy
It feels like a weight has been lifted off me
And i can finally take a breathe of relief
So just in case you thought it was going to be like before
When i‘ll come back running after you, begging to stay little longer
Then am very sorry to bust your bubbles
And if you think am not serious then stay close to your radio
Cos i called in and placed a farewell song for you
And the title is goodbye to yesterday
poem by Harrison DickAbbey
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Nice Place To Visit
Not really lookin for, for nothing special,
Just someplace that I can call my own,
Im growing tired of, of running wild,
Its time I settled down
Bridge:
There seems to be some lights on,
But aint nobody home
I think I see some lights on,
But there aint nobody home
Aint being choosy, but
Dont want no floozy,
And thats not much to ask
Chorus:
Shes a nice place to visit (3x)
But I wouldnt want to live her,
Nice place to visit
Hey, is anybody home?
Seeing is believing,
But looks can be deceiving,
What you get aint always what you see
I like what s down there,
But no one is upstairs,
I think theres bats in the belfry
Chorus
I dont know whats come over me,
Im blinded by the scenery,
Nice place to visit,
I dont know what Im gonna do
Im coming back because of you,
Nice place to visit, visit, visit...
Bridge
This big bad wolf knows
Which way the wind blows,
And which little piggys house is made of brick,
Must have vacated, or mislocated,
Theres just toys, toys in the attic
Chorus (hey, is anybody home? )
Knock, knock, whos there?
Shes a nice place to visit (2x)
song performed by by Extreme
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I Believe
Valerie solanis took the elevator
Got off at the 4th floor
Valerie solanis took the elevator
Got off at the 4th floor
She pointed the gun at andy saying
You cannot control me anymore
I believe theres got to be some retribution
I believe an eye for an eye is elemental
I believe that somethings wrong if shes alive right now
Valerie solanis took three steps
Pointing at the floor
Valerie solanis waved her gun
Pointing at the floor
From inside her idiot madness spoke and bang
Andy fell onto the floor
I believe lifes serious enough for retribution
I believe being sick is no excuse and -
I believe I wouldve pulled the switch on her myself
When they got him to the hospital
His pulse was gone they thought that he was dead
His guts were pouring from his wounds
Onto the floor they thought that he was dead
Not until years later would
The hospital do to him what she could not
What she could not
Where were you, you didnt come to see me
Andy said, I think I died, why didnt you come to see me
Andy said, it hurt so much, they took blood from my hand
I believe theres got to be some retribution
I believe theres got to be some retribution
I believe we are all the poorer for it now
Visit me, visit me
Visit me, visit me
Visit me, why didnt you visit me
Visit me, why didnt you visit me
Visit me, visit me
Visit me, why didnt you visit me
song performed by by Lou Reed
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So Glad
I had laid some mighty plans,
Thought I held them in my hands.
Then my world began to crumble all away.
I tried to build it back again;
I couldnt bear to see it end,
How it hurt to know you wanted it that way.
And Im so glad,
Glad to find the reason,
That Im happy-sad
That youve torn it all away,
And Im so glad,
Though it hurts to know Im leaving
Everything I ever thought that I would be.
Once I held it in my hand.
It was a kingdom made of sand.
But now youve blown it all away.
I cant believe that I can say,
That Im glad.
Long before my plans were made,
I know a master plan was laid,
With a power that superseded my control.
And if that truth could pierce my heart,
I wouldnt wander from the start,
Trying desperately to make it on my own.
And Im so glad,
Glad to find the reason,
That Im happy-sad
That youve torn it all away,
And Im so glad,
Though it hurts to know Im leaving
Everything I ever thought that I would be.
Once I held it in my hand.
It was a kingdom made of sand.
But now youve blown it all away.
I cant believe that I can say,
That Im glad.
So glad.
Oh, Im so glad.
So glad....
Oh, Im so glad....
Yes, Im glad....
So very, very glad....
La la la....
La la la....
La, la la, la la, la la, la la....
Da da da....
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Welcome Home You
Welcome Home You i'm glad to see your alright
Welcome Home You how was the drive and flight
Welcome Home You was it rough over there
Welcome Home You my love had traveled and brought you home
Welcome Home You my knight returning from war
Welcome Home You my heart forever more
Welcome Home You, Don't leave again
Welcome Home You i'm alone until i hear the knock at the door
Goodbye You you won't be home anymore
poem by Ashley Light
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Iam not myself anymore,
Iam not myself anymore,
I dont know my destiny,
Fate is never easy to understand,
But all I know,
This is not myself anymore,
Maybe I got an understanding,
But speaking of knowledge,
Life is not an identity anymore,
All the shit that I being listening from younger days,
Earthly dwelling is full of nonsense,
People are not on the Right Path like the early prophets,
This is not me,
Since many are living unfair,
I cannot see tomorrow,
Even drugs ain't worth the value,
Life ain't nothing without prayers,
For all I see is crime and violence,
It is taking Humanity apart.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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Don't Get Around Much Anymore
Missed the Saturday dance
Heard they crowded the floor
Couldn't bear it without you
Don't get around much anymore
Thought I'd visit the club
Got as far as the door
They'd have asked me about you
Don't get around much anymore
Darling, I guess my mind's more at ease
But nevertheless, why stir up memories
Been invited on dates
Might have gone but what for
Awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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Arent You Kind Of Glad We Did?
Oh, it really wasnt my intention
To disregard convention
It was just an impulse
That had to be obeyed.
Though it seems convention weve been scorning
Ill still not go in mourning
Though my reputation
Is blemished, Im afraid.
With just one kiss
What heaven, what rapture, what bliss
Honestly, I thought you wouldnt.
Naturally, you thought you couldnt.
And probably we shouldnt.
But arent you kind of glad we did?
Actually, it all was blameless.
Nevertheless, theyll call it shameless
So lets keep the lady nameless
But arent you kind of glad we did?
Socially, Ill be an outcast
Obviously, we dined alone
On my good name there will be doubt cast
With never a sign of any chaperone.
No matter how they may construe it
Whether or not, we have to rue it
Whatever made us do it
Say, arent you kind of glad we did?
(instrumental bridge)
Whatever made us do it
Say, arent you kind of glad we did?
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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You've Made Me Glad/Who Is Like The Lord
You put a song in my heart rythm in my step
Praise as my garment for the spirit of heaviness
Beauty for ashes joy for my pain
Love overwhelming causes me to say
(Chorus)
You've made me glad
You've made me glad
You've made me glad
Lord I will rejoice because You have
You've made me glad
You've made me glad
You've made me glad
Lord I will rejoice because You have made me glad
So I will lift my hands and lift my voice
The way I feel I have no choice
You made me glad
I'm gonna dannce and sing and shout for joy
And praise Your name I will rejoice
You made me glad
Lord we declare
Who can compare
Who would even dare
Cause there is no one like You
song performed by by Israel
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Violated
I feel as if I have been violated.
Like an intrusion has taken place.
And I can not put my finger on it.
It was if something entered my space...
Uninvited and unseen!
Within seconds an emptiness I had faced,
Was suddenly replaced.
Stripping away my peace to erase...
Any selfishness.
And the safe pace I kept with it!
No longer common was my sense.
I could not move.
Even though I was incensed
I was being violated.
Like my mind was being raped.
I laid half unconscious and half awake.
'Something' was examining my mental state!
I say to you I was violated!
And it was no mistake!
Something had visited...
Without an invitation!
Taking what I valued and changing it!
As I accepted the rearrangement,
Without a muscle from me to lift!
'What is this? '
I thought and drifted back to sleep!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Awaited Visit
A True Story;
As experienced and written by Ron Tranmer
I decided to go to a rest home
to see an old friend one day.
I stopped to speak to a lady
who I noticed was looking my way.
She was happy that I came over.
There was something she wanted to say.
She smiled and said from her wheelchair,
"My boy will come visit today."
It's been quite a while since I've seen him,
He's always quite busy you know…
He doesn't live too far from here,
And he knows that I love him so.
Each morning as I rise from bed
My prayer is the same as I say,
Father In Heaven, I ask but one thing,
That my boy will come visit today.
He was always such a good boy.
And the only child we had.
He was only 10 years old
When I lost my husband…his dad.
He married soon after college.
And got a great job with good pay
He calls me at times on the telephone,
But I know he'll come visit today.
I'm lonely here in the rest home.
How I long for my son to come by.
They tell me my health is now failing,
But he'll visit before I must die."
I leaned over and gave her a hug
And the tears on my cheeks wiped away.
She smiled and said, there's no need to cry,
My boy will come visit today."
poem by Ron Tranmer
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I Know What My Master Does
I know where my Master lives.
I need no invitation to visit where He is.
I know where my Master lives.
I know what my Master does.
I witness this on a daily basis.
And not with eyes fixed on skies above.
My Master is available whenever I call.
My Master is everything and to me my all.
My Master has seen me stumble and fall,
To get up off my knees to again walk tall.
And if it wasn't for my Master I'd be left to crawl.
I am aware ot this.
I know where my Master lives.
I need no invitation to visit where He is.
I know where my Master lives.
I know what my Master does.
I witness this on a daily basis.
And not with eyes fixed on skies above.
I know what my Master does,
Can do...
And has done for me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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