How Long Should An Embarrassment Be Allowed to Breathe?
We have attracted to ourselves our own misfortunes.
God has allowed Mother Nature,
To present us with choices to make.
And those deciding greed would be theirs to follow...
Chose to dig deep into Mother Nature's veins.
To reap from them personal gain.
And this selfishness has had its consequences.
This selfishness has been prevented to continue...
Its existence.
At the risk of God's multiple creations!
If the ignorance of humanity,
Is the sacrifice that has to be severed...
Because the loyalty expected from it does not cleave?
So be it!
How long should an embarrassment be allowed to breathe?
We are just an experiment here.
And one that has not found God pleased.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mother Nature
Often I marvel at Mother Nature
And its unique adventures
It has in stock for us
I have to say Mother Nature is the boss
Everyone has DNA-like life experience
Sometimes it can be monotonously intense
But Mother Nature is supreme
And Mother Nature is extreme
Often I ponder on why Mother Nature
Is sporadically insane with jealousy
Committing many a time unspeakable atrocities
Tornados, earthquakes and volcanic eruptions
It showers, making its necessary modifications
Tidal waves are its trademark of destruction
Of natural and artificial creations
But Mother Nature always makes up
With multiplication and replication of the living!
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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There is a schizophrenic nature in modern politics. A leader is expected to have a religious faith but he is not supposed to let it influence him in his duties. Somehow, the truths that determine everything else about his existence are not allowed to influence how he conducts himself in public life. Not only that, his principles are usually considered so personal that the public is not even allowed to know for certain what they are. This passes for noble statecraft in our time. It was once thought cowardice.
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Once She Takes Them Away And Leaves
Does anyone find it mysterious and strange,
That when Mother Nature pays a surprise visit...
She is less impressed where one lives.
Or how exquisite one's home is.
Or the status they have.
OR educational degrees.
Does anyone believe Mother Nature grieves,
Over those who have 'achieved' complete selfishness.
Does anyone find it mysterious and strange,
That Mother Nature could care less...
Who is entitled and remains,
With thoughts they are better than the rest with less.
Does anyone find it mysterious and strange,
That Mother Nature could care less...
Who worships 'things' and is left distressed,
Once She takes them away and leaves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If You Cannot Love Nature You Cannot Love Life
In a Human World where greed and narcissism is rife
If you cannot love Nature you cannot love life
With what I say here you may well disagree
But that's your opinion and that's fine with me.
We need her to live on her we do depend
Our marvellous Mother Nature humanity's friend
And if you cannot love her it does seem sad to say
On the road to enlightenment you've lost your way.
You do not love Nature you do make that clear
But to hear you say so much is so sad to hear
Out of an act of Nature the reason you are here today
Yet sad to think respect to her you cannot pay.
You see it as okay that more trees are cut down
To make way for new factories in the big town
And if you cannot love Nature though from her you gain
Then you cannot love life I do say it again.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Wonders Of Mother Nature
Mother nature
Oh mother nature
How beautiful and lovely you are
With such a tender loving care
Mother Nature
Ohh! Mother Nature
Our dearest mother nature
Our amazing mother nature
Ohh! Mother Nature
If nature allows can I please ask you a question
As a mother
How come you killed your young?
How come you made your fellow mothers cry?
How come you took away their joy?
You took the only thing that made their lives blossom
You suppose to make life beautiful
Mother Nature you suppose build
But how come you destroyed homes
Mother Nature you suppose to make the world a good place to be in
Yet you have turned the world to be a horrible place
Mother Nature as a mother you suppose to warn your young when the go astray
Not to destroy them
Yet you destroyed and killed them
You suppose to symbolize new beginnings and that there’s always hope
Yet you came and shuttled people’s lives and dreams
poem by Vangile Mtyali
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Mother's Continue...
Through eternity Mother's continue......
her mother bare her
and mother's continue.....
WE all started out as some mother's baby boy or girl, except for Adam & Eve
mother's continue Adam & Even were created fully grown, that means God
was mother to them.
Mother's continue
babies are still being conceived
Mother's continue.......
Hey Mom I know you've been wounded by life
before
I know you've cried, worried and needed someone to hold you up, pray for you, you will continue....
I thought when you I saw you take you're last breathe Friday July 13,2007 I
would go too, you leaving was hard for me.
Lady Alice Carter I see you when Iook in the mirror
Mother's continue.....
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A Lost Day
Lost is the day in which you have not found fulfillment in any area: work, private, or social.
Lost is the day in which you have not found a reason to smile: not about others, and not about yourself.
Lost is the day in which you have not been of any service: neither to others, nor to yourself.
Lost is the day in which you have not shared some love with another living creature.
Lost is the day in which you did not dedicate one positive thought to yourself.
Lost is the day in which your laziness prevented you to be constructive.
Lost is the day in which you allowed the setbacks and failures of the world to get the best of you.
Lost is the day in which you allowed your jealousy to conquer your compassion.
Lost is the day in which you undertook any act with a devious intention.
Lost is the day in which your mind prevailed your heart.
Lost is the day in which you allowed material gain to determine your decisions.
Lost is the day in which you sought out a prey among the vulnerable.
Lost is the day in which you discarded empathy.
Lost is the day in which you preferred ignorance, through discrimination of any kind, to embracement of equality.
Lost is the day in which you got lost in backbiting and any other kind of meanness directed toward another.
Lost is the day in which you failed to recognize the lesson in even the most dreadful experience.
Lost is the day in which you ignored the voice of your intuition.
Lost is the day in which you did not prioritize the ones you love over material gain.
Lost is the day in which you lowered yourself to hypocrisy.
Lost is the day in which you deliberately brought pain upon another living creature.
Lost is the day in which you allowed hope to get lost.
Lost is the day in which you forgot where you came from.
Lost is the day in which you forget where you're going.
Lost is the day in which you allowed an estrangement between your mind, your body, and your soul.
Lost is the day in which you were not creative.
Lost is the day in which you lost the connection with the source within...
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Designs Of Mother Nature
The designs of Mother Nature,
Are often explained.
But an escaping from the pattern,
Mother Nature makes...
Offers few and limited places,
To run to feel safe 'anywhere' to escape.
And as history has shown,
Advanced civilizations escavations revealing...
To be unearthed and known,
Mother Nature has yet to show favor...
To those sophisticated with updated weapons,
With priorities to destroy what Mother Nature deploys.
'God and Mother Nature has nothing to do with it! '
Maybe that's why your beliefs are repeatedly defeated.
With an insisting upon not listening to comprehend.
But willing to defend and 'assume' with no end,
You can do as you please with a creating of your doom.
And each time this lesson is taught to bring to your attention,
You 'believe' you have been chosen to extinguish your existence.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not you at all
Everyone has deep issues, which are really diamonds most do not know how to mine their diamonds. Most deny their diamonds, or keep them buried, mine them, your issues are your tools and skills, which save others. They are you but not you at all, your mistakes, sorrows, and pain, intersecting with humanities crudeness, ignorance, greed, and selfishness, if you come to light here some, through this forest of plastic, video, soundbites, pretense, hate and ignorance, you will come through, shine forth anywhere in this, all universes, creations.
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Fascinated With The Notion
On a daily basis,
Mother Nature is underestimated.
De-valued and unappreciated.
And given little if any respect.
And all that Mother Nature is...
We still take that power that is there,
To eliminate us completely off the scene...
As something Mother Nature will not do.
Although there remains a few of a negligent mindset,
Developing weapons to test to destroy Mother Nature's best...
That have become fascinated with the notion,
Mother Nature can't wait to have them rock her world.
As if 'she' is not prepared to let them have it where it hurts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The One And Only Immortal
Those who do love Nature are blessed indeed
For all of her friends our Earth Mother does need
The one every life form on Planet Earth does feed
Has been made to suffer due to human greed
The greedy for financial gain her beauty try to destroy
A beauty that is meant for all to enjoy
For their crimes humanity may have to pay
That does seem a sad thing for to have to say
The beauty of Nature is an amazing thing
And her praises one ought to feel happy to sing
The one who will be here long after to nothingness we've gone
The only immortal will be living on
And we who abuse her for our financial greed
Are not very clever and self destructive indeed.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Nature's Sellout
Nature's Sellout
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted August 26,2009
A sprinkling of sunshine to sellout on the plants
While mother nature wrapped up in her shawl,
She is watching nature’s splendors around her...
It really is a paradise:
A paradise of mother nature
From earths dust on nature’s crust.
The dewy drops on mushroom caps
Are nothing less than mother nature tears,
From rolling laughter... it’s perhaps:
Mother nature with claps of thunder with lighting.
Are mother nature tears throughout the years
The crystal glow in woodland streams.
Reflects the light of mother nature
Instead of sunshine, as it seems,
When mother nature showers fall to earth:
When mother nature falls to the earth.
It seems like sunshine on the streams
The twinkling in the starry sky.
Is nothing less than mother nature
That interrupt the flares on high,
The glow of nature’s moonlit blinks:
The moonlit blinks are mother nature
That twinkle high in starry sky.
poem by Lori Triggs
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Set At Prices Too High To Pay For Anyone
Not for a moment am I going to lose,
Seeking substitutes for the words I choose...
To describe or depict,
An unnatural madness going on...
Amongst Mother Nature's picked and prime subjects.
Maybe I am too sensitive with embarrassment,
That my embitteredness is mistaken for disloyalty.
And here I am thinking those disloyal have allowed,
The nonsense marketing rights.
Set at prices too high to pay for anyone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Am I Allowed
Am I allowed
To wish not to breathe?
Am I allowed
To skip over tomorrow?
And,
Am I allowed
Not to believe,
Who it is that speaks.
Or,
Whom everybody follows?
Am I allowed
To want my own needs?
Am I allowed
Not to beg or borrow.
Am I allowed
Not to be deceived,
By who those that I know
Are low, lazy and shallow?
Am I allowed
My own company?
Am I allowed
To float or row my boat?
And,
Am I allowed
To see what I see,
Who it is that show
Not which way to go?
Am I allowed
To want my own needs?
Am I allowed
Not to beg or borrow.
Am I allowed
Not to be deceived,
By who those that I know
Are low, lazy and shallow?
Am I allowed
My own company?
Am I allowed
To float or row my boat?
And,
Am I allowed
To see what I see,
Who it is that show
Not which way to go?
Am I allowed
To wish not to breathe?
Am I allowed
To skip over tomorrow?
And,
Am I allowed
Not to believe,
Who it is that speaks.
Or,
Whom everybody follows?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Run Through The Storms
Freedom requires Responsibility.
God or no God, we will reap what we do!
We face consequences inevitably,
Some are dreadful and hurting, that's true.
So to blame God for all our failings -
Or what Man, in Humanity, has become,
Is not only denying our Will at deciding
On a noble existence, before the end of life comes.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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She Delivers
Can what Mother Nature has already done,
Be improved upon by man...
To become for some,
A wish to outdo...
Mama's stunning?
With a cunning.
Will Mother allow to be breached this way?
Brewing in a heat...
To watch with Her eyes,
With nothing to say?
Or has She said it?
With no one paying attention.
As She delivers Her attitude with thunder.
To drench relentlessly with floods,
Hoping her children will obey.
Has 'Mama' selected earthquakes to shake us?
With a round of hurricanes and tornadoes...
To show us 'Mama' knows.
And yet we ignore and neglect...
With a lack of consciousness reflected.
Believing Her to be an accident...
We choose to perceive we can easily circumvent,
With our limited intelligence.
To take for granted this atmosphere She gives.
That bestows us breath to live.
Can what Mother Nature has already done,
Be improved upon by man...
To become for some,
A wish to outdo...
Mama's stunning?
With a cunning.
Or will we ever learn to listen in silence...
And observe Her gracious beauty,
Without defiance?
As creatures who leech...
Upon Her goodness.
As we feed unceasingly our selfishness,
Centered upon our greed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Are Their Creations
The Earth and Mother Nature...
With the Sun and the Moon,
Together 'and' directed by The Most High...
Almighty Be The Energy.
Have sought unique ways,
To get our undivided attention.
And to make us aware...
Greed is not going to destroy this planet.
We may do our best to destroy each other.
However...
The message sent is this:
The greeding done by humanity,
Is NOT going to destroy this planet.
The Earth and Mother Nature...
With the Sun and the Moon,
Together 'and' directed by The Most High...
Almighty Be The Energy.
Have sought unique ways,
To get our undivided attention.
And to make us aware...
We are 'THEIR' creations!
And not here to rule.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Selfishness and sacrifice
Selfishness and sacrifices,
Like cold and heat, eat each other.
Either extreme would cause damage.
Selfishness is for one’s survival.
Sacrifice is for one’s group’s survival.
To force others to serve your end
Is worse than selfishness; avoid.
Be warm, which is half cold, half hot.
24.01.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Attacks On Mother Nature
It's the end of the Hollywood minded.
And those of elitist seasoning.
Feel sympathy for those who chose greed to chase.
Feel no empathy at all,
For those who created homelessness and hunger...
With no hindsight to erase.
It is the end of those who choose racism to feed.
As if their ignorance is a prize to protect,
To defend as hoarded treasures...
Others come with threatening measures,
To steal as an act to distract from their misdeeds.
A higher consciousness has clearly,
Opened eyes wide to see...
Who the fools are that have led,
Attacks on Mother Nature.
Now doing their best to 'cap' the flow...
Of the depths of their treachery.
Attacks on Mother Nature done,
Should be enough to expose those criminals...
In the minds of all now awakened,
Who will not allow a place for deceivers...
To hide their faces in escape.
Or offer shelter for them to run.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Relationship With Nature
Your relationship with Nature speaks volumes about you
Do you only see Nature as a means to financial gain or are you one of those who
Love Nature for her beauty and love her wildlife and her trees
And her rivers, lakes and mountains and her fields and flowers and bees?
Your relationship with Nature tells of the sort of person that you are
Do you see Nature's protectors as those who have gone too far
In their dispute with the developer in their fight for every tree
If this be so you support the environmental vandals or so 'twould seem to me?
Your relationship with Nature about you more can say
Than all of your friends and enemies can or so 'twould seem that way
For your apathy to Nature tells of your inner strife
And your attitude to Nature is your attitude to life.
Your relationship with Nature says far more about you
Than anyone else of you can say as their words may not be true
For if you love Mother Nature and with her live in harmony
Then you are working for the good of all of humanity.
poem by Francis Duggan
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