I Demand A Return Of Those Old Remedies
I understand the economy suffers,
From an assortment of bankruptcies.
I understand there are those...
Who may be processing for the first time,
Their own financial emergencies.
No need to tell me,
I must endure through agonies.
Yesterday...it 't'was'...
I would not fathom or could believe,
Such dire straits would dance upon the horizon.
But...
So much for tragic impressions!
'Where' is my caviar?
And before dinner hors d'oeuvres...
I've grown accustomed to eat.
I'm feeling a bit despondent.
'Uh...Mister Pertillar,
They have long not been within your budget! '
EXCUSE ME?
I want and need my delusions fed!
Where has the Prince of Delsuions gone?
'He and the others,
Were replaced by your new medications.'
Well,
I demand a return of those old remedies.
'Sir...
Your 'supplier' is on strike!
Demanding those fees be hiked.'
Oh I can't wait until they legalize that stuff!
What has happened?
Has 'everyone' been corrupted...
By rumors and that kind of bluff?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Hard Times Upon Their Shoulders Drop
A remedy that guarantees,
The laughing of those of others stop...
Is to pass along pictures of them doing so,
When hard times upon their shoulders drop.
And they are in the midst of discussing their failures,
While being served with those they had disrespected...
Waiting together patiently for a meal to eat,
In a collective food share line!
Time after time and again and again,
Some people have to be reminded...
What goes up will and can come down,
When one least expects their trun is next!
'Excuse me but...
I am not accustomed to leftovers.'
~Pretend they are hors d'oeuvres.
You are very photogenic.
Who knows...
Maybe one day you will be discovered to do a movie.
And all of 'this' will be reminisced on Oprah!
Grab a seat.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Never Will You Ever Understand It
Never will you understand it.
Why things in my heart wont leave.
You will never understand it.
Never will you ever understand it.
Never will you understand it.
Why I express little empathy.
You will never understand it.
Never will you ever understand it.
My mind has grown too agitated and annoyed.
My emotions tied in knots,
Have long dropped as my topic.
I have a peace within,
I'm hoping will never end.
Or come to the point,
I must defend.
Oh...
You will never understand it.
Never will you ever understand it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Something Happened
Something happened
I just don't understand
Something happened
It's making me feel mad
Something happened, you don't hear about
Oh, please that never did before
Something happened
I just don't understand
Something happened
I just don't understand
Something happened
It's making me feel mad, oh
I never saw this on TV
I never read it in no book
ahh
Something happened
I just don't understand
hey, baby, something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
Something happened
I just don't understand
Something happened
It's making me feel mad
I thought I knew a lot of things
but I don't know a thing, oh, oh, oh
Something happened
I just don't understand
The things I hear and see
don't seem the same
The things I touch and feel
are forever changed
I've never felt this way before
and I hope I never do again
Something happened
I don't know why or when
oh, something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
I just don't understand
Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
something happened
Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
something happened
Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
something happened
Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Hors d'oeuvres have always a pathetic interest for me; they remind me of one's childhood that one goes through wondering what the next course is going to be like - and during the rest of the menu one wishes one had eaten more of the hors d'oeuvres.
quote by Hector Hugh Munro
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Low Budget
Cheap is small and not too steep
But best of all cheap is cheap
Circumstance has forced my hand
To be a cut price person in a low budget land
Times are hard but well all survive
I just got to learn to economize
Im on a low budget
Im on a low budget
Im not cheap, you understand
Im just a cut price person in a low budget land
Excuse my shoes they dont quite fit
Theyre a special offer and they hurt me a bit
Even my trousers are giving me pain
They were reduced in a sale so I shouldnt complain
They squeeze me so tight so I cant take no more
Theyre size 28 but I take 34
Im on a low budget
What did you say
Im on a low budget
I thought you said that
Im on a low budget
Im a cut price person in a low budget land
Im shopping at woolworth and low discount stores
Im dropping my standards so that I can buy more
[quality costs, but quality wastes,
So Im giving up all of my expensive tastes.
Caviar and champagne are definite nos,
Im acquiring a taste for brown ale and cod roes ]
Low budget sure keeps me on my toes
I count every penny and I watch where it goes
Were all on our uppers were all going skint
I used to smoke cigars but now I suck polo mints
Im on a low budget
What did you say
Yea Im on a low budget
I thought you said that
Im on a low budget
Im a cut price person in a low budget land
Im on a low budget
Low budget
Low budget
Art takes time, time is money
Moneys scarce and that aint funny
Millionaires are things of the past
Were in a low budget film where nothing can last
Moneys rare theres none to be found
So dont think Im tight if I dont buy a round
Im on a low budget
What did you say
Yes Im on a low budget
I thought you said that
Im on a low budget
Im a cut price person in a low budget land
Im on a low budget
Say it again
Low budget
One more time
Low budget
[i look like a tramp, but dont write me off,
Ill have you all know, I was once a tough
At least my hair is all mine, my teeth are my own,
But everything else is on permanent loan.
Once all my clothes were made by hand,
Now Im a cut price person in a low budget land.
Im on a low budget
Ill have you all know
Were on a low budget
Im on a low budget]
song performed by by Kinks
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Denialitis
It is true.
We are not in a 'recession'.
That happened years ago...
When we digressed from truth!
Remember the days when having 'that'
Had been the most honorable possession?
What we are currently experiencing,
Can be termed, 'Denialitis'.
The feeling of being swept away into oblivion,
And given cocktails and hors d'oeuvres...
To enhance the setting that has been romanticized.
And as long as that is kept from being diagnosed...
Call what is going on anything!
They have perfected disguising lies!
Since recession does imply,
An intended return to something,
Eventually!
Allowing an endurance that completely depletes...
But with a dignity held to be admired.
And as long as that is believed...
A complete bleeding of a quality of life,
Becomes more acceptable.
Much like a 'Night Before Christmas' story!
Keeping those thrilled with an anticipation,
A myth will come to gift them with sweet treats.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Needing Details And Specifics
Please don't say you understand,
Because you couldn't.
And I know you don't.
Please don't say you've got my back,
When most of the time...
I don't know where you are at.
When I decided to heal and cure,
From my own hidden agonies...
Knowing they were mine alone,
It was as if folks I had not seen...
Most of my life,
Appeared from nowhere wanting to assist.
I felt something very wrong with this.
And I could not imagine how.
Or why 'now'?
I felt preyed upon by those ready to leech.
Those who saw me again healthy.
And wanted to see,
How quickly they could weaken me.
I don't have to hear people are evil.
Countless are my personal experiences.
When I decided to heal and cure,
From my own hidden agonies...
Nowhere in between my decision to do that,
And my healing process...
Were you seen.
Why didn't you return my calls?
AND you say you understand?
Please don't say you understand,
Because you couldn't.
And I know you don't.
Please don't say you've got my back,
When most of the time...
I don't know where you are at.
And please don't ask what it is you can do for me.
When the only thing I know you can do,
Since you have proven you can do this well...
You are not dependable or accountable for your actions.
And when you are available...
You have said to me you had nothing else to do!
And if I may...
I am going to 'assume' you have nothing else to do?
Well...
I have many things to do.
And one of them is not going to be accessible,
To people like you skilled in playing the role of deceiver.
I've seen that performance too much with a waste of my time.
Please don't say you understand,
Because you couldn't.
And I know you don't.
Please don't say you've got my back,
When most of the time...
I don't know where you are at.
But this is guaranteed?
I know you will not be here and around me.
And THAT I hope is understood,
Without you needing details and specifics.
Please don't say you understand,
Because you couldn't.
And I know you don't.
So never say it again.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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O my God excuse me
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
Without borrowing and
Without stealing
It is quite impossible
To live with dignity
And what is dignity
I am unable to understand
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
Being human
I be committed to
Public cause
I am not able to do it
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
I am unable to practice
Tolerance and create
Nuisance
I am unable to understand
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
The mistake I have done
And the punishment
I have got
O God excuse me
Excuse me.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Yesterday, When I Was Mad
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday)
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday)
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday) when i was mad
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday) when i was mad
Darling, you were wonderful, you really were quite good
I enjoyed it, though, of course, no one understood
A word of what was going on, they didn't have a clue
They couldn't understand your sense of humour like i do
You're much too kind
I smiled with murder on my mind
Yesterday, when i was mad
And quite prepared to give up everything
Admitting, i don't believe
In anyone's sincerity, and that's what's really got to me
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday)
Yesterday (yesterday yesterday) when i was mad
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Why Are There Complaints?
I don't understand!
Aren't we living the lives folks demand?
Our sons are encouraged
By our daughters to be 'bad'!
'He's so bad! Just like a boy! '
We teach our children the love of weapons...
From daily games,
And given as Christmas toys.
'I thought Jesus was of peace?
And no where around the manger was there a sign
Of retaliation! '
I sat in one church...
And heard the devil's name repeated over and over again.
It was not clear what was being worshipped...
Introduced or enforced!
We speak of fellowship as if 'that' should be a religious movement,
Instead of a natural occurence!
And the values of standards, quality of life and traditions?
Please...
Entertaining lust and temptations!
Those are the foundations supporting the walls of shopping malls!
And television has been the marketing savior for greed!
Let's get 'real' about infesting delusions with teased fantasies!
I don't understand!
Aren't we living the lives folks demand?
Then why are there complaints of any kind?
Oh...
I see!
Bigots who are racists perceive,
They are not satisfied unless others unlike themselves,
Are deprived?
This has been a tremendous marketing strategy,
That has brought the current economy to grinding halt!
No wonder those bad terrorists and enemies,
Endangering this way of life have to be stopped!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Addicted Feeding of Spoiled Greed
Change for many is unbearable.
It is feared.
A life known lived,
In accepted stagnation...
With those corrupted leading the degradation,
Is familiar and preferred.
A slower decline into devastation...
For those who distrust truth,
Is heard and followed until this is allowed,
And occurs within the minds of those 'conservative'.
With delusions again winning like a surging herd,
Over common sense entrapped without defense.
People miss and hunger for...
Their sweetened fantasies.
Although it has been stated more and more,
The economy can no longer support,
This addicted feeding of spoiled greed...
That has depleted all vision of demanding sensibilities.
Who are the 'centrists' against 'liberalists'?
With their wishes...
For a return to cobbled streets!
And a dimming of consciousness.
Wanting more to be free to live selfishly!
Even if it means to do it in total darkness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unfortunately to The Credit of Their Misfortune
You were led wilfully to the gutter.
Now you complain there's no spring water,
To drink?
And your utilities aren't affordable?
And you admit your self worth,
AND the economy stinks?
As it's sinking?
Hey! ?
Don't stare at me!
I thought it was going to be as easy
As watching a Hollywood movie too!
One of those low budget 'shock and awe'
Extravaganzas!
But no...
The 'director' wanted to impress with this one!
This time it was decided to film this conflict,
On location with flair and pizzazz!
And it has been 'thee' most costliest productions EVER!
Unfortunately to the credit of their misfortune...
They can not blame this one on anyone of color!
You know how conveniently that has worked in the past?
Nominations?
Are you serious?
The folks behind this massive misguidance,
Should all be preparing to see a skilled plastic surgeon!
And an acceptable plan to introduce a new way of life,
That is sugar free and void of deceptions!
You talk about monumental?
Stay tuned for this rendition,
Of 'We Shall Overcome'.
Some folks are not going to adjust,
To the way the hors d'oeuvres will be served...
From now on!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Delivered By Letter
Would you understand this any better,
If you saw it poured from a labelled can.
To open slowly to reveal,
A preparation made easier...
That to you would appeal,
On demand as you command.
Would you understand this any better,
If work involved did not exist.
With no effort at all or commitment permitted.
And very little time put into it.
Allowing you to sit...
As your imagination drifted.
Would you understand this any better,
If blood, sweat and tears...
Were not heard from a voice admitted.
To then immediately decrease your interest.
Would you understand this any better,
If all explanations to you were delivered by letter.
And all you had to do was to connect large dots.
Would you then understand this any better...
To attempt to do or choose not.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Accustomed To This
Accustomed we are,
To cheapness.
With a fakeness that glistens.
And being on knees to plead,
For a decent existence.
Accustomed we are,
To reach with a seeking.
Although deceived by theories idealized,
To keep our delusions fresh...
And kept alive as standards long rusted.
So accustomed to this,
We are...
Caught up in despising any realist,
Found to be painting scenes...
Pictured as observed.
And yet seen but felt demeans,
With exaggerated caricatures...
Depicting realities lived as they are.
But denied.
With a feeling that leaves those believing,
How appalled they are to be this openly offended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Yesterday Is Gone
I'm sorry your situation
Has let you down
I know that things did not go as planned
'cause in this time you're feeling alone and sad
This is what you must understand
There is a way
Yesterday is gone
It's a new day
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
My dear kay
You can't get nowhere
Staying at home and crying
You can't go on living in the past
The one thing constant is that there is always change
There is a way
Yesterday is gone
It's a new day
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
My dear kay
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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Yesterday Is Gone (My Dear Kay)
I'm sorry your situation
Has let you down
I know that things did not go as planned
'Cause in this time you're feeling alone and sad
This is what you must understand
There is a way
Yesterday is gone
It's a new day
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
My dear Kay
You can't get nowhere
Staying at home and crying
You can't go on living in the past
The one thing constant is that there is always change
There is a way
Yesterday is gone
It's a new day
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
Yesterday is gone
My dear Kay
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from Lenny
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Believe Understand and Wait
Believe in the purpose
Understand it's meaning
And wait for the results
Believe in yourself
Understand that you can't be perfect
And wait for your reaction
Believe in the truth
Understand the lie
And wait to fit them together
Believe in what you see
Understand what you hear
And wait to judge
It's the process of thinking
Believe and understand
Speak and wait for results
poem by Alandra Nicole Moreira
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Rarely Worth It
The difference between today and yesterday,
Can be likened to someone demanding...
Entrance into a home no longing standing.
But can not be convinced,
That the keeping to possess a key...
Is not going to return a time that has gone.
Even if one stubbornly sits amidst,
Fields of weeds thick and growing into trees.
Shouting as if their delusions...
Will become something prioritized,
By those who have moved on with their lives.
Since miracles egotized this size,
Are 'rarely' worth it with patience to witness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hearts Of The World
Give me a minute, give me some time, give me a second to make up my mind
Just wait a moment, i want a chance to think it over
You say you can't wait forever, but something holds me back
Between the two of us, we can't decide, just where the answer lies
Chorus:
You know hearts of the world will understand, you know they will
Hearts of the world will understand
I feel a pressure i can't resist, intoxicated from the first kiss
Over the limit, your invitations leave me breathless
Although i can't wait much longer, something holds me back
Between the two of us the tensions rise, this feeling won't subside
You know hearts of the world will understand, you know they will
Hearts of the world will understand
My mind is torn between right and wrong, the two extremes and i hate it
I won't give in to you, just 'cos you want me too, ooh, life's so complicated
Ah but given time i might change my mind, we just have to face it
Between the two of us, we can't decide, just where the answer lies
(guitar solo)
Although i can't wait much longer, something holds me back
Between the two of us the tensions rise, this feeling won't subside
You know hearts of the world will understand, you know they will
Hearts of the world will understand - you know they will
Hearts of the world will understand, hearts of the world will understand
Hearts of the world will understand, hearts of the world will understand
(repeats out)
song performed by by Starship
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Tossed Away
When a people,
Fed on corruption...
Start to blame,
A newly elected president...
To be the cause of their woes,
And a weakened economy...
Even a monkey,
Accustomed to feeding on bananas...
But has chanced upon,
An opened can of smoked caviar...
Tossed away in a remoted jungle,
Stops...
To scratch its head!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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