I Am The First To Express My Apologies
Why am I able to stand firm and cemented?
And how can I agonize through pain to do it?
I am not a product of innuendos invented.
And my experiences are more,
Than I've revealed to mention.
And when I am challenged by someone,
I have never met with steadfast and fixed policies...
I am the first to express my apologies.
Since I know they have no clue,
As to 'what' and 'who' has had me already tested.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Opposing Forces
You should want to be,
At your best when tested.
Those who do,
Get no rest to pester.
And those who don't,
Agonize to manifest unrest...
Somewhere allowed.
You should want to be,
At your best when tested.
Those who do,
Get no rest to pester.
And those who don't,
Agonize to manifest unrest...
Somewhere allowed,
To be carried out.
As divisions join opposing forces,
To ensure taxpaid dollars...
Are freely spent by police,
Called to fleece a few folks...
While getting over duty pay to referee.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The steadfast kid
The steadfast kid
~
I’m not for running
I’m not for fighting either
I’ll turn the other cheek
And remain silent
I’ll listen to those who matter
Forget those who don’t
Take the right thoughts in
Weather any storm
That passes my way
I’ll be steadfast, unmovable
Resilient by day
Comforting at night
I’ll stand firm
I’ll stand at your side
A permanent fixture
To be counted on
I’m not for running
I don’t intend to fight
I’m the steadfast kid
Here to live, life
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Be Thou As It May
Evil men come to conquer I and I
With fables from history book
Corrupt the mind of the innocent ones
Enslave and took I and I land
Took I and I aboard
Dropped I and I a yard
You claimed you save I from a mundane life
So Africans you have to fight the good fight
Be thou as it may
You cannot break I and I spirit
For he will help you on your way
So stand firm and fight the good fight
Be thou as it may
You cannot break I and I spirit
For he will help you on your way
Stand firm NYABINGHI, stand firm
Now you claim you are superior
And I and I inferior
You sailed the seven seas
Spread lies, sickness, disease
You want to handcuff I and I with your drug
With your lies of your god above
Rastafari has revealed himself to I and I
To go ahead with your evil lies
Be thou as it may
You cannot break I and I spirit
For he will help you on your way
So stand firm and fight the good fight
Be thou as it may
You cannot break I and I spirit
For he will help you on your way
Stand firm kings and empress, stand firm
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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What Has Been Revealed
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
Even with eyes tightly closed...
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
Even with an upturned nose...
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
Even with pretensions,
Left to charade.
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
Even with the cool-aid made...
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
Even with debates...
Created for more time to waste.
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
Even those who protest,
Unaccepting with wishes to reject!
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
Even the message,
And the messenger to detest!
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Spicing Done That Delivers Innuendos
People express their opinions.
And most opinions made,
Have been gossip relayed.
It seems to excite those kept entertained,
By a dropping of their two cents...
Upon situations lived by others,
With the adding of additional...
Nonsensed ingredient.
And when their taste to degrade,
Has been proven wrong...
No apologies are made,
As these people just move on...
To someone else that is picked,
For a spicing done that delivers innuendos...
Without proof or validation,
To assassinate another character as seen fit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Witness, Learn And Grow
I need not mention,
Those amongst the feeble...
Growing increasingly irritated,
By the light that shines...
Bright,
Upon their decreasing...
Places of darkness.
I need not mention,
To emphasis with wider eyes...
Freed from the limitation of manipulation,
How clear the horizon...
Appears in cloudless skies.
I am only obligated,
To witness, learn and grow.
And all that I know,
From my own experiences...
Needs less to be mentioned.
But more to become aware,
Of those blessings I have been given.
With a learning to express gratitude.
That's all I need to do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Under One Small Star
My apologies to chance for calling it necessity.
My apologies to necessity if I'm mistaken, after all.
Please, don't be angry, happiness, that I take you as my due.
May my dead be patient with the way my memories fade.
My apologies to time for all the world I overlook each second.
My apologies to past loves for thinking that the latest is the first.
Forgive me, distant wars, for bringing flowers home.
Forgive me, open wounds, for pricking my finger.
I apologize for my record of minuets to those who cry from the depths.
I apologize to those who wait in railway stations for being asleep today at five a.m.
Pardon me, hounded hope, for laughing from time to time.
Pardon me, deserts, that I don't rush to you bearing a spoonful of water.
And you, falcon, unchanging year after year, always in the same cage,
your gaze always fixed on the same point in space,
forgive me, even if it turns out you were stuffed.
My apologies to the felled tree for the table's four legs.
My apologies to great questions for small answers.
Truth, please don't pay me much attention.
Dignity, please be magnanimous.
Bear with me, O mystery of existence, as I pluck the occasional thread from your train.
Soul, don't take offense that I've only got you now and then.
My apologies to everything that I can't be everywhere at once.
My apologies to everyone that I can't be each woman and each man.
I know I won't be justified as long as I live,
since I myself stand in my own way.
Don't bear me ill will, speech, that I borrow weighty words,
then labor heavily so that they may seem light.
poem by Wislawa Szymborska
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No More Fearful Innuendos
No more...fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Get from your windows.
Your neighbors can now see...what you do.
No need to whisper what you're feeling.
If it's there it will be seen like you!
Open your closed doors.
Your enemies perceived have never been.
That gossip was to get you to accept it.
While the thieves were stealing truth from under you.
Oh! Oh...
Come out of hiding.
Look at all the damage that's been done.
Don't you think that this has been intentional?
To have suspicions laid on everyone.
Oh! Oh,
No more...
Fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more...fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
Open your closed doors.
Your enemies perceived have never been.
That gossip was to get you to accept it.
While the thieves were stealing truth from under you.
Oh! Oh...
No more!
Fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
Get from your windows.
Your neighbors now can see just what you do.
No need to whisper what you're feeling.
If it's there it will be seen like you!
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Oh, oh.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Oh, oh.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Oh, oh.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Perceive Beyond Fixed Boundaries
Addressing limitation,
Can be compared to expectation.
What one has in mind achieved...
Is rarely challenged,
To perceive beyond fixed boundaries.
Accomplishing medocrity,
Is a subconscious activity done.
Like the mention of discipline begins excuses.
With a refusal to progress towards one's best.
Even though people take time to dress to impress...
In attempts to appear above average..
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Universal Human
(*original in Telugu by Papineni SivaSankar)
No, not physically challenged
But he, who challenged physics
He who emerged victor
Over the paralyzing ‘motor neuron’
With his intellectual work-out
He who stabilized
The powdered sounds of speech
With the speech-synthesizer
He who instilled confidence
In all those challenged
With his brawny arms of wisdom
He’s a swimmer par excellence
In the cosmic oceans
With limbs paralyzed
Performs aerobics in the cavern of time
He swings joyfully
On the threads of galaxies
Steadfast in his belief
That the universe is eternal
He went on to define a designer-universe
Denying entry even to the original designer
No, he isn’t physically-challenged
He is Mr. Intellectual-handsome
Stephen Hawkins
The real successor to Einstein
10 Oct 2010
09.22hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Tested
Why should I express regret,
Or miss something as I applied my own sweat...
With the knowing in the doing of it,
Has been and is well done?
I did not spend years in repeating defeats.
To not learn from mistakes,
That enabled me to get up on my feet!
And those obstacles I did not seek.
I chose to put up a fight,
With a daring to be challenged.
I was not about to let my own fear,
Have the best of me to beat!
Why should I express regret,
Or miss something as I applied my own sweat...
With the knowing in the doing of it,
Has been and is well done?
That's why it was there for me to do,
In the first place.
I never sought to accomplish that which was easy.
What would be the point of my being proud,
If doubt was heard constantly coming out of my mouth?
I did not spend years in repeating defeats.
To not learn from mistakes,
That enabled me to get up on my feet!
Why should I express regret?
I hope to have been instrumental...
In leaving inspiration left.
Instead of the negativity I had to face,
On a daily basis that tested my faith!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To be tested is good. The challenged life may be the best therapist.
quote by Gail Sheehy
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A Rush & A Push & The Land Is Ours
Oh hello
I am the ghost of troubled joe
Hung by his pretty white neck
Some eighteen months ago
I travelled to a mystical time zone
And I missed my bed
And I soon came home
They said :
Theres too much caffeine
In your bloodstream
And a lack of real spice
In your life
I said :
Leave me alone
Because Im alright, dad
Surprised to still
Be on my own...
Oh, but dont mention love
Id hate the strain of the pain again
A rush and a push and the land that
We stand on is ours
It has been before
So it shall be again
And people who are uglier than you and i
They take what they need, and just leave
Oh, but dont mention love
Id hate the pain of the strain all over again
A rush and a push and the land that
We stand on is ours
It has been before
So why cant it be now ?
And people who are weaker than you or i
They take what they want from life
Oh, but dont mention love
No - no, dont mention love !
A rush and a push and the land that
We stand on is ours
Your youth may be gone
But youre still a young man
So phone me, phone me, phone me
So phone me, phone me, phone me
Oh, I think Im in love
Oh, I think Im in love
Oh, I think Im in love (think Im in love)
Urrgh, I think Im in lerv
Oh ...
song performed by by Smiths
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Faith Proves
Faith proves complex when tested
Sweet when manifested
Faith fills needs to break through
Tested it seemly sinks to depths blue
Faith is a glowing light in a dark tunnel
Faith tested is a dead ending channel
Faith is a destined escape
Faith tested loses all form and shape
Faith is the cry to all battles
Yet tested falls about in loose shambles
Faith is wholesome and complete
Yet tested it feels so much like defeat
Faith moves mountains
Faith tested seems like bondage constrains
Faith is a well planted seed
Yet tested the feeling is hopeless indeed
poem by Wes Mbanje
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Mummy, Mummy Who Invented School?
mummy, mummy,
who invented school?
oh, sweetheart,
what a clever girl you are;
why don’t you tell me first
who you think invented school?
I think, mummy,
school must have been invented
it must be by people
like old grumpy Uncle Grim
next door;
and the grouchy Aunty Scowl
who lives behind our house
oh no, darling,
oh no, not at all:
O darling,
wise men and women
of the past
they invented school
oh, mummy,
they couldn’t
have been wise
not if you went to school
and see what happens in class;
surely those men and women
of the past
couldn’t have been wise
if they created places
where little kids are tested
every three days;
and little John thinks he’s stupid
and little Sue says she’d rather
stay at home and sleep;
and Tua and Helen are always
tense and nervous
and Chandra snores while the teacher talks
oh no -
oh, no darling,
oh no,
it’s not like that at all:
O darling,
they were wise and all-knowing
those
sage men and women
of the past
who invented school
so little children like you and your friends
can go and learn all you need to know
but why mummy,
why a school?
is it because daddy and you
and grandma and grandpa
you know nothing and
you can’t teach me
what I need to know?
oh, no darling,
oh no not at all;
O darling,
you must listen to mummy -
wise men and women
of the past
most certainly
they invented school
poem by Raj Arumugam
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The progress
Cooking invented, I have lost my teeth.
Tools invented, I have lost my hands
Carts invented, I have lost my legs
Electricity invented, I have lost my sight.
Calculator invented, I have lost counting.
Computer invented, I have lost faculty
Internet come, I lost neigbours.
Is mankind on march to stability?
08.05.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Apologies I Give Are To The Trees
The only apologies I give,
Are to the trees.
They have to be thoroughly disgusted,
By what they see on a daily basis.
And...
To stay fixed in one place,
Being disgraced.
And 'still' play a part,
In providing people oxygen to breathe?
The only apologies I give,
Are to the trees.
With a hug given each time I pass one.
Showing a gratitude for their patience.
Where would we be...
If they could up and take their leaves.
With no branch or twig to pick.
Or a stick to throw for a favorite pet to fetch.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Infectious As A Disease
A product of their own precise agendas,
And priorities they have put into place.
Any mention of their erroneous ways,
Or brushed aside mistakes...
Activates quicker steps of them moving forward.
Excusing every step they make!
Correcting their misdeeds,
Or self reflecting with apologies leave...
They believe themselves untouchable.
And,
Those wishing not to have anything,
To do with them at all...
Agree.
They are untouchable!
In fact...
As infectious as a disease,
Many realize as one disease not needed.
Knowing...
As many have come to learn,
People like this...
Will not be spotted in the corners,
Championing anyone's happiness...
If not their own!
All you will hear from these folks,
Moans and groans as if they were achievements.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Selected To Be Unfortunate
With a feasting that had to cease,
Those addicted to this most...
Still will not concede,
The reason why their jobs were outsourced...
Overseas,
Had more to do with their increasing greed.
And policies unionized to keep them high paid,
While also maintaining entitlements...
To ensure their lazy ways.
People want jobs but don't want to work.
They want to know what the incentives are first.
Two weeks with pay vacation.
Bonuses and raises based upon attendance,
And not common sense or competence.
With free medical insurance that provides for sick days.
Not caring whoever employes them,
Has a product to market and a service kept wanted...
IF in the game that employer wishes to stay and play.
Selfishness is not in the mix,
For those affixed to entitlements.
And the cupboards grow bare for those who left them there.
Those who refused others a right to share,
With an eliminating of their rights to opportunities.
Should not expect those selected to be unfortunate,
To empathize with them or express they care.
Since disparaties and misdeeds of deceit...
Has always been a motivation greedy people keep.
'There you go bringing up racism, again! '
Not once did I mention color or race.
Has your consciousness come face to face with it?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The more decisions you make, the better, statistically, your odds of success are. And what I also learned was, it doesn't matter: anything can be fixed. When you're directing, you can agonize, but you can't indulge. Stuff has to happen.
quote by Tony Goldwyn
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