I Choose To Heal
I've decided not to be reminded of my griefs.
I've learned that carrying a baggage of sorrows,
Only weighs on my back...
Unhappiness to be left to be repeatedly monitored.
Tears cried as others measured my pain,
On a scale from one to ten...
Are days I've chosen not to live.
Again!
And again.
AND...again without end.
Why should I celebrate my agony,
On a regular basis?
What does doing this for me achieve?
A hatred and bitterness I pray from me will leave?
Or a constant search to seek validation,
How miserable my life lived can be?
NO!
For others that may be so,
To acknowledge without a letting go.
But for me...
My happiness comes with the knowing,
I can forgive.
Not forgot!
My mind wont let me do it.
But make attempts to forgive I can do.
I've decided not to be reminded of my griefs.
I've learned that carrying a baggage of sorrows,
Only weighs on my back...
Unhappiness to be left to be repeatedly monitored.
I choose not to keep my healing wounds,
Left to pick to bleed repeatedly in anger.
I choose with faith,
That God will handle my business.
I choose with faith,
God has my back.
And will correct all that has gone wrong,
To make right for my life.
I choose with faith,
That God will handle my business.
I choose to heal,
Not to relive moments of my agonies.
I already know what it takes to moan.
I already know that process.
I've renewed my commitment to living.
And give my deepest respect,
To those who had experienced...
Untimely deaths.
I've decided not to be reminded of my griefs.
I've learned that carrying a baggage of sorrows,
Only weighs on my back...
Unhappiness to be left to be repeatedly monitored.
I choose not to keep my healing wounds,
Left to pick to bleed repeatedly in anger.
I choose to heal.
Not to be left,
For the rest of my life dropping tears wept.
To spend in the process of mourning.
Riding high on the shoulders of grief.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Live In The World We Build
You can choose from the crops of unhappiness…
or you can unearth the joy from your heart.
You can choose to draw from your dark stormy life…
or believe that only rainbow's beauty follows rain.
You can choose to pollute the air you breathe…
or do no harm to the environs of human or all life form.
You can choose to produce foods by man’s means …
or allow it to be produced by nature’s teams.
You can choose to live in jealousy and hate or
live with love and you won’t have none of the above.
You can choose to make war
or you can make love instead...
You can choose to pluck the thorns…
or pick red, yellow, and pink roses, instead.
You deserve your world that
built brick by brick.
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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Choose
I choose focus
I choose freedom
to be happy, to have fun
to have a wonderful life
to be young, light and bright
I choose health, wealth
lands, treasures
I choose to trust, love
commitment, faith,
I choose to enjoy life
I choose the lord
I choose...
poem by Johnny Walks
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Choose To Fly
Choose to fly!
Choose to soar...
Above the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Choose to spread your wings.
And with praises choose to sing...
To end limitations.
And what to you those limits bring.
Choose to fly.
Energize with the Sun.
Have fun.
Begin what is wished.
Do not undo that which has begun.
Choose to fly.
Look up.
Around and down!
Can accustomed conflict mixed with confusion...
Be heard from anyone?
Can it be found?
As you lift your disconnectedness,
Higher off the ground?
Can you feel a peace?
As you release...
From tensions that decrease.
Choose to fly.
Let go of that madness...
Grabbing to entrap.
To have you slapped with unhappiness.
Choose to fly.
Declare your fresh air...
Is absent of dispair.
And all boundaries have cleared for your arrival.
Choose to fly!
Choose to soar...
Above the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Let go...
And take hold of the atmosphere there.
Choose to fly.
Choose to soar.
Choose to live the life you adore,
Even more!
Choose to fly.
And break free to live your dreams.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life After Death And Taxes (Failure II)
Hey taxi
take me strait to
the heart of it
the nucleus of politics
where somebody
started it
cause they taxed me
with a scalpel
piece by piece
they cut me deep
and bled me dry
until there was nothing
left to bleed
and this is how
i choose to live
as if i'm jumping
off a cliff
knowing that you'll save me
knowing that you'll save me
and after all the stupid
things i did
there's nothing left
there to forgive
because you already forgave me
yea you already forgave me
just keep driving
leave this defeat miles behind
so far back i'd have to rack
my mind just to remind me
i keep trying
to pick myself back up
and then move on
and think about the life
i'll have when this fragile
one is gone
never forget
there's life after death
and taxes
and forgiveness comes
then all of this rest
is what passes away
death and decay
can't touch us now
every breath that i inhale
is followed by exhaling
sure as the one who never fails
i know you will never fail me
song performed by by Relient K
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Life After Death & Taxes
Hey taxi
Take me straight to the heart of it
The nucleus of politics where somebody started it
Cause they taxed me
With a scalpel piece by piece
They cut me deep and bled me dry until there was nothing left to bleed
And this is how I choose to live
As if I'm jumping off a cliff
Knowing that you'll save me
Knowing that you'll save me
And after all the stupid things I did
There's nothing left there to forgive
Because you already forgave me
Yeah you already forgave me
Just keep driving
Leave this defeat miles behind me
So far back I'd have to rack my mind just to remind me
I keep trying
To pick myself back up and then move on
And think about the life I'll have when this fragile one is gone
Never forget
There's life after death
And taxes
And forgiveness comes
Then all of the rest is what passes away
Death and decay can't touch us now
Every breath that I inhale is followed by exhaling
Sure as the one who never fails, I know will never fail me
song performed by by Relient K
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Sonnet: Choose The Things in Your Life
0 choose your friend who must be good as you;
And choose your spouse better than you; make sure;
And choose the one best as your Teacher too;
And choose ambitions that suit your nature.
0 choose the profession thats truly best;
And choose the hobbies that ne'er interfere;
And choose your Time to begin work, take rest;
And choose your enemies, you surely fear.
0 choose your food that gives extended health;
And choose your garments -comfortable wear;
And choose the honest way to added wealth;
And choose the burden right, body can bear.
0 choose the people who deserve help most;
And choose good principles, yet never boast.
poem by John Celes
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The Wounds Of...
The wounds of...
Those in secret and themselves bleed.
The wounds of,
People who in silence believe...
They must not,
Share their own griefs.
And choose to weep,
On their own.
All alone.
And...
There when others are in need.
To heal from...
Their own pains,
Inside and kept unseen.
To never...
Have them revealed.
Because they feel,
This is wrong!
And not strong,
To...
Share miseries to leave!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With A Need To Express Me More
If a fly can be what it is...
And has been what it is for years.
It does not have to convince.
If a bee is known to sting...
And is left alone by those who choose,
Not to be stung.
That bee will buzz,
And be about its business.
If I know who it is that I am...
With an identity that belongs to me!
I will not be a fly.
Nor can I,
If wished...
Be a bee.
But I don't choose to be either of these.
I have chosen to be me.
And that's who it is I am.
With a need to express me more!
And...
If I should buzz while I fly?
If I so choose and decide?
That too will also be me!
Doing me as I have chosen to be!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forgive or Forget
Its been many years
Since i lost you
The foundation of my family crushed
Since you walked out
Never to return again
You left with me in pieces
I never thought you would
Just leave without a care
Now im much older
And still i havent decided what to do
I can forgive
I can forget
Ive done neither since you left
If i forget
The pain you left will still live on
If i forgive
Ill only let go of the anger inside
Neither of the two help me move on
If i do neither of the two
Ill live with the pain
And the thoughts of you
If i do both
Ill only lose the anger
And forget who you are
But never what you did
What choice am i left with
All will still leave me torn
None will ever heal me
I cant decide what to do
Even though
The last piece of me
Is torn from my soul
poem by Kerrie Maurer
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Minority Mayority
I am me
I didn't choose my parents
I didn't choose my root
I didn't choose my origin
But I decided to live
I am different
And you are too
Nobody's same in the world
So don't make it a matter to leave me
Because I'm happy to be me
You hate me
Because you don't know me
You are scared with me
Because you don't want to be stranger
But I know and want what I believe
I can laugh, I can cry too
I have a dream, I have an anger too
Why are you judging me
and telling me that I'm wrong creature?
Don't make a reason in the name of God
Or any other reason you thought to be right
Open your mind, open your heart
And we don't have to fight
You don't have to kill anybody
Let's break the system!
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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I Wish An Acceptance For My Strengths
I have all the support I need...
For those weaknesses upon me that feed.
I wish an acceptance for my strengths!
Strong and bold shoulders,
To come and be at my defense.
Whenever I choose to suffer and bleed publicly,
I have all the support I need.
But I don't have those in my life who oppose,
Those sorrows others choose in me to see.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gravity
Lost again
Broken and weary
Unable to find my way
Tail in hand
Dizzy and clearly unable to
Just let this go
I am surrendering to gravity and the unknown
Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun
I choose to live
I fell again
Like a baby unable to stand on my own
Tail in hand
Dizzy and clearly unable to just let this go
I am surrendering to gravity and the unknown
Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun
I choose to live, I choose to live, I choose to live
Catch me heal me lift me back unto the sun
Help me survive the bottom
Calm these hands before they
Snare another pill and
Drive another nail down another
Needy hole please release me
I am surrendering to gravity and the unknown
Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun
I choose to live, I choose to live
song performed by by A Perfect Circle
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Madagascar
I won't be told anymore
That I've been brought down in this storm
And left so far out from the shore
That I can't find my way back, my way anymore
No I won't be told anymore
That I've been brought back in this storm
And left so far out from the shore
That I can't find my way back, my way anymore
No, I..
No, I...
Forgive that they teared down my soul
Bless them that they might grow old
A dream that's forgotten may know
That it's never too late
So many times that I've seen life before me
I searched and found the way to choose to the end
I found a way, to know, why it had to be
Mired in denial and saw all the rain
If we ever find it true
Love will have its way to choose
Three more to tame
We can be ever
I won't be told anymore
That I've been brought down in this storm
And left so far out from the shore
And I can't find my way back, my way anymore
No I won't be told anymore
That I've been brought back in this storm
And left so far out from the shore
That I can't find my way back, my way anymore
song performed by by Guns N' Roses
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Back To The Old Ways
Back to the old ways
It's been days
Since pen has tasted paper
Days since soul and heart thought together
Mind on fire
Situation dire
So much falling
I hear her voice calling
Just some light
Coming from both sides... how might
I choose where to go?
I honestly don't know
Yet I do
I know which ways, but by nature and my will
I wish to go toward the false light which could kill
Me, though it's wrong I still wish to pursue
The girl who
I claim to love... yes it's her yet what do I do?
To not go after her I must against my nature
To go after her I must subvert my faith.. all for her
It's back to my old ways
It's been days
Crying
Trying to decide
I know if I choose wrong the punishment then a chide
I think I choose the pure light
Did I choose right?
poem by David Knox
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Do Not Wear A Sad Face
i know sometimes
just like the seasons: this winter and summer
and spring and fall,
we change, we are governed by the laws of change
no doubt, but we can also choose what we want to be
i choose not to wear a sad face
i choose happiness
i choose bliss, i choose joy, i choose to be
the happy child of God, his joyful man, his smiling servant
there are sad moments
but there is no reason to be sad
this free will
wills to be happy, and no one, not even the devil
that lurks in the sad corners of sorrows
can take that disposition away from us
for in truth
the true child of God is the happy one
because he is loved
and every moment he is well taken cared of
more than the sparrows
whose only abundance
is found in the feathers
whose only home
is the nest
whose only treasure
are the clouds
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Even Though Some Do Not Show They Have a Clue
I do not have to respect you.
I choose to do so.
I choose to be respectful,
Even though some do not show...
They have a clue to what that means.
There has been a breakdown of concern,
Others display for one another.
There is a total lack of empathy,
In many environments where people bleed.
And are homeless and go hungry.
I do not have to respect you.
I choose to do so.
I choose to be respectful,
Even though some do not show...
They have a clue to what that means.
And it is difficult to sympathize,
With those who have 'had' now 'have' not' in their lives.
Those who made it a point to criticize and devalue,
Others they despised.
And now they cry their own tears they can not hide.
I do not have to respect you.
I choose to do so.
I choose to be respectful,
Even though some do not show...
They have a clue to what that means.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On A Daily Basis
I am often humbled,
By those expressions made
Regarding my thoughts...
With any impressions,
They have laid to stay in minds.
I find I am fascinated.
Whether appreciated or not,
I have to stop sometimes to wonder.
This I've been doing for such a while now.
And I try to maintain a comprehension about life,
With curiosity.
And that isn't easy to express at times.
Especially when my feelings,
Are not heightened by a respect I should let show.
Finding a pinch given gets more attention,
Than a peck on the cheek with cheesiness.
And I ain't that kind of a writer.
And I've been attacked for being black.
Not because I express that!
But...
Because my comments offend,
Those pretending I should not notice bigotry displayed.
Or that I have not been in contact with racism.
I am aware of Disneyland but I've never been.
I can only elaborate on my own personal encounters.
Especially regarding my own life.
With obstacles, strife and tribulations.
Like others who write and many who do not,
There are things I dislike.
There are aches and pains and sufferings I've gained,
From this experience.
But...
Do I choose to dwell on them?
Sure I do.
When it feels good to do it!
But what purpose is being achieved?
A bonding with agony?
Please.
I was in the military,
With guys who bragged about their wounds.
And displayed scars like badges.
On the regular.
So many people carry and share their frustrations.
As if life is an experience only known to a few who live it!
And I've learned life is to be enjoyed!
With as much happiness one allows.
And I say allow!
Since so many choose not to do that!
Many have chosen to be victims.
Listen to them.
This is not denied.
When I discovered peace of mind...
I did not realize I had to pay for it!
Yes!
It ain't free.
And I did with tears, heartache...
And emotional investments!
With lost dignity too.
I held onto my identity.
I knew early it was precious.
One day my faith awakened me with sunlight so bright!
And nature awaiting my acceptance to share it.
I felt at one with the Earth.
I felt I had to thank it
For allowing me to leech upon its goodness.
And not to my surprise the Earth complied.
I expressed a gratefulness to God,
For all the gifts I received that came unwrapped.
I felt a release from entrapments.
And I rid myself of limitations.
Knowing if I was to be ignorant about anything...
Affecting my experience.
There was a lot of misunderstanding I refused to admit.
I had to let that go.
It showed on my face too much.
Today I choose to be naive.
About many things.
With a clarity that there is so much I'd like to learn.
On a daily basis.
I choose to have my life to live it.
Carrying around bitterness is such a waste of time.
Especially when time, as we know it...
IS for the most part,
A human illusion!
Made to market and appease frustrations.
And shopping can frustrate more than constipation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With A Microphone To Moan Into
The more attention they are given,
With a microphone to moan into...
To declare in announcement of their wounds.
Would lead anyone to think when observing this act,
That the ones who are speaking...
Were blinded and forced with others to become attached,
To inflict themselves repeatedly...
Without being aware of it.
And they whine publicly that no one cared enough,
To try to stop them from this doing.
Like children blaming their parents,
For the wrongs they choose to do.
And...
For being the reason why their lives have become miserable.
To leave themselves freed of any accountability.
Or responsible for the doing of their own misdeeds.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Freedom is yours
Take a look at your life
Round it up from right to left
left to right
left I might
Never look back
Pull up your pride
attack at its head
bring up the fight
Fight for the freedom
Freedom is yours
If you choose to take it
Freedom is yours
Never doubt you'll make it
Freedom is yours
Freedom is yours
Suburban ghetto prisons
It's all the same
Living up to community visions
Like we're all the same
Change your name
Release the pain
Strike fear in your opponents and make them curse the day you came
The time is now to step forward and keep your balance
The moment to improve your talents
Freedom is yours
You have to remember freedom is yours
Dip in the pool you choose
You're not the first one to break loose
Remove the chains
Forget all you know about the don'ts and do's
Be insane
Remove the chains
Freedom is yours
Freedom is yours
You have to remember freedom is yours
Faith and Jesus
Jesus came back into my life.
But I had to get myself ready...
This time to make things right.
Jesus came back into my life.
But I had to get myself ready...
This time without a struggle.
Prepared to pick a fight!
Misgivings?
I had to leave.
Deceiving...
People,
Who left my heart to bleed!
Receiving?
More love to give!
Leaving behind me...
All the things negative!
Jesus came back into my life.
But I had to get myself ready...
This time without struggle or fight.
Jesus came back into my life.
But I had to get myself ready...
This time to make things right.
Receiving?
More love to give!
Leaving behind me...
All the things negative!
And believing,
I had to see!
I held misery inside,
That grieved and troubled me!
Yes...
Jesus came back into my life.
But I had to get myself ready...
This time to make things right.
Said...
Jesus came back into my life.
But I had to get myself ready...
This time without struggle!
Prepared to pick fight.
Misgivings?
I had to leave.
Deceiving...
People,
Who left my heart to bleed!
I'm living,
Stronger each day.
I've got what it takes..
To make sure what I've got,
Stays that way!
Hey...
Jesus came back into my life.
But I had to get myself ready,
This time to make things right.
I had to get myself ready,
This time to make things right!
Pettiness is fading steady...
With faith and Jesus on my side!
Jesus came back into my life.
But I had to get myself ready...
This time to make things right.
I had to get myself ready...
Without a struggle!
Or a search to fight.
This time I'm more than ready,
Knowing what it takes to feed...
My growing appetite!
'Don't lock it up...
Let it out and rock it!
Collect the good that's offered you,
And share it from your pocket! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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