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I Didn't Express That Assessment

I will never find you trustworthy.

'Why?
Because I have the right to change my mind,
When I decide?
And I am not concrete in any decision I make,
To declare I've made one to keep?
And I have never did anything to prove I have integrity? '

That's my feeling about you exactly.

'Well...
Everyone has a right to express their own opinion.
Even though I may not agree to that assessment,
You have of me.'

Remember...
I didn't express that assessment.
You just made it easier not to argue with you.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Giving Up Life

Every year when we do Assessment with a
custom-made Assessment Instrument and I
have to explain why I have not changed into
a machine as yet

When I have to hide my fear of turning into a
robot and secretly rejoice that I have not lost
my feelings as yet - and everybody despises
me as a low achiever

And I receive a low mark for not being competent,
at all - I go through agony, I would LOVE to fit in -
would LOVE to turn into a machine if it could bring
me a feeling of safety

But I cannot kill my soul, stifle my spirit and destroy
my feelings, I don't know how to rejoice at the pros-
pect of killing myself, while I abhor being the most
lowly official alive

I live with the shame because I cannot disown my
inner self, I suspect giving up life is not my decision,
I have tried it before and it never worked - I'm stuck
with being me…

poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Without Thinking

I had been asked to give my opinion.
And expressed a reluctance to give it.
When my reluctance offended,
I went ahead to give my opinion...
Without thinking I would be challenged,
To defend it.
Or argue my right to express it.
Especially if requested.
That's why with lessons learned today,
I do not accept request to express my thoughts.
Whether they are solicited or not to convey.
With a keeping of my peace of mind addressed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Smelling Salts

Why do the people with the least intelligence,
Get the most attention?
This is a trick question,
Isn't it?
Are you filming a 'Reality Show'?
Where are the cameras?

'There are not cameras,
I am serious.
Why do you think,
Those of intelligence are the least admired?
And they may be highly qualified too.
But they seem the last to be hired.'

Well...
Let's agree on this.
Look around you.
How much of what 'you' observe,
Is a result of displaying collective competence?

'Can you be more specific? '

I'll try.
But I don't want to blow my cover.
Being considered a fool has gotten me by.
However...
I will offer this as an hypothesis.

'Sure, go ahead.'

If you were in business,
Of selling a commodity or a message.
And you were doing that,
For the purposes of earning money?
Would you just choose to sell to those of intelligence?
Or...
Would you care less who had the money?
As long as your needs were met and addressed?

'But that would not lead to a fair assessment.'

A 'fair' what?
ASSESSMENT?
Here.
Take this. It's free.
And on me.
However...
If for any reason you decide you would like to franchise?
I'll have to charge you a franchise fee.

'What is this? '

Smelling salts!
And trust me...
You have just proven there is a fortune to be made,
In the selling of it.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am In Total Agreement With Your Assessment

I am in total agreement with your assessment.

It is difficult to live with limited funds.
Budgeting to pay for shelter, food and utilities.

I am in total agreement with your assessment.

It is difficult to witness others live being deprived.
While their lives are being ignored.
And/or exploited in a hussle to keep them needy.

I am in total agreement with your assessment.

So many now are forced to descend from high horses.
And getting a taste for the first time,
How life is lived without good credit scores.
Or multiple opportunities coming to knock at their doors.

I am in total agreement with your assessment.

Very few are not so quick to pass judgement these days.
And knowing from my own experience...
How to remove myself from someone stunned.
Learning they too have become shunned and 'thumbed'
By the very same ones they supported,
At the expense of their own inhumanity.

I am in total agreement with your assessment.
But do not believe,
I am here empathetic and prepared to embrace your pain.
I've already been numbed by your reaction to mine.
I see nothing in that to aid my benefit with gain.

Like I said...
I am in total agreement with your assessment.
It is so vivid.
As if I'm still living it with too much acceptance.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Asking with smile

You have asked it with smile
that made me to sink for while
it was as if felt as sincere call
i was prepared to scale a wall

I had never gone
the magic was already done
it was one of the pride moment
i too felt it as heavenly sent

I know you never asked for roses
you were at pain to express losses
believe me it was honest and sincere
I was willing to say with you here

You were not looking for it
Still I could see bright light
your eyes expressed it clear
You only whispered to hear

It was natural pull
I felt it deep and in full
It was not at all a deception
I too went for it without any option

Any one may feel going down
It will be decision of their own
it is not physical or any other attraction
no can afford to made addition or subtraction

I know it is going to be long way
still it is compulsion to be little away
If God willing, it may prove to be reality
The love has got its own sphere and ability

It was never a problem with me
I was at ease and feeling free
I could read it in your eyes
You held it firmly to express and try

Stay well as and where you are
I may be away and little far
It does not change the good start
You were really shining and looking smart

It spoke well and responded
It was nearly to be bonded
make it sure you are same person
I shall go with you without any reservation

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Can't Argue With Your Assessment

How many times has my reluctance to say no,
Left me feeling as if I have betrayed myself?
And worried if I did say 'no'...
I would offend some unseen deity,
Who then decides my attitude is not good enough...
To reside for eternity with wings and golden slippers,
As I sang sweetly in the presence of The Supreme...
Floating around freely in heaven.

'Well...uh...'

And my choice of tone to use,
Was not found acceptable...
By uptight self-righteous faking faith 'Christians',
Given free passes to voice their opinion...
When my life appears on a huge flat screen,
Going through a flashback treatment on judgement day!
And all of this happening and held against me,
Because I told someone where to go?

'My son.
Listen to Me clearly.
I was cool with you up until the time you stood,
In the middle of the minister's sermon...
With the giving to him your finger.
And then to express to him what to kiss,
Upon your exit from the church...
I find unacceptable.
You will be placed on a 90 day probation.
That's it.
I have spoken.'

Well...
You 'are' the Boss.
And I can't argue with your assessment.

'Consider yourself very fortunate, My son.
You have tested Me more than once.'

Your Most Significance?

'What is it? '

Is it possible I can use 'work-in-progress',
As my defense?

'I'll have to think about it! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Time Has Been Found

No one will ever be praised,
For being outspoken...
Or giving an honest assessment.
That strips away all pretense.
Not in places,
Where people become embarrassed...
And take offense to them given.
People show their reaction,
By becoming irate and belligerent.

And for whatever the reason,
In these same places...
People will come together,
In planned meetings to discuss...
Their disgust with the downslide,
Of their once valued quality of life.
And will argue amongst themselves,
About no one caring enough to speak up.
Or express their concerns from their gut!

'You and a few others,
Were not at the last community meeting.
And we issued notices to everyone,
Regarding the importance of attending.
Why weren't you there? '

~If I remember correctly,
It was you who told us where we could go.
And what we could kiss before we did it!
And I personally decided,
I can find a better use if I choose to waste my time.
And I am happy to acknowledge,
That time has been found.~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Trans-Europe Express

Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Rendezvous on Champs-Elysees
Leave Paris in the morning on T.E.E.
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
In Vienna we sit in a late-night cafe
Straight connection, T.E.E.
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
From station to station
back to Dusseldorf City
Meet Iggy Pop and David Bowie
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express

song performed by by Kraftwerk
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Taking Too Long Is Not Recommended

The only drawback there is,
To making up one's mind...
With a final decision made,
Is the time, date and the year of it.
And what one believes is needed,
To decide.

If one still has high expectations,
Those awaiting for a response...
For a decision to be made.
And finally that day comes...
As if a light switch has been turned on!
That expectation once high,
Should be lowered considerably.
Since...
The likelihood of that decision made,
Being obsolete...
Is more than just likely a given!

'I'm sorry.
Who are you again?
You say we were the best of friends,
Back 'then'?
WHEN?
How far back is 'then'?
I don't remember you at all.

Oh...
Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
I do!
Geeessshhh.
What happened to you?
You don't look the same at all.
I don't remember what was discussed.
What was it? '

The only drawback there is,
To making up one's mind...
With a final decision to make,
Is the time, date and the year of it.
And...
When one is requesting time to think things over,
Taking too long is not recommended.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Difficulties with women

It’s difficult to dress a woman

According to her wish,

It’s easier to undress a woman

Against her wish.

It’s difficult to argue with a woman

Because she is always right,

It’s easier to agree with her

Without any fight.

It’s difficult to find the words

A woman would like to hear,

It’s easier to keep silent

If you want to be her dear.

It’s difficult to guess her mood

So that to be understood,

It’s easier to tell her a funny story

And once more to say: sorry.

It’s difficult to explain

How much you miss her

It’s easier to give her a kiss

For her to remember you and miss.

It’s difficult to remember

All woman’s wishes and dates,

It’s easier to make a fete

She could enjoy every day.

It’s difficult to stand

When a woman cries,

It’s easier to listen

When she tells you lies.

It’s difficult to pretend

When you don’t love a woman

It’s easier to play a fool.

To play games without any rule.

There are many difficulties

You can find with women

But I would say without a doubt:

There is always the way out.

Anyone can add much more

To the words I’ve said above

If you have life experience

And know the science of love.

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Weighing Heavily On Your Mind

You know the days when you feel that your life is slipping through your fingers, and there is nothing you can do. It is one of those days today. It is weighing on my mind whether to stay or go. You feel like giving up the job, your hobbies, the lot, just turn your back and start a new somewhere else.

The problem is, what about your friends, what will they think? They’d probably want the best for you, but they would not want you to go. However sometimes its for the best, to go away and start a new life somewhere. Just say goodbyes and then just go. Disappear to who knows where, try not to shed a tear too much, nor regret what you are about to do. Just put the old life away on a shelf, try and tell yourself it didn’t exist at all.

Oh, I wish it was that easy. Memories of places and faces of friends would still be there at the back of my mind. They don’t disappear that easily I have found. I think to myself, I’ve done this before, it will only be the closing of just another door, another chapter on my life. Maybe sometime in the future another door will open, and behind it I will find some old friends. Who knows what the score will be. As for right now a decision has to be made. Still I am pondering what I am going to do. I might just leave that decision for a day or two.

Who knows someone of something might make me change my mind. But whatever I decide there is one thing I know. I think whatever I decide it will be a bit of a struggle inside.

poem by David Harris
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You Can Become Very Effective At It

You seem to be able to express yourself,
So easily.
So relaxed you seem.
As if you do not have a care in the world!
OOOOWWW!
You...you...you!
Why did you stomp on my foot like that?

'Quickly...
Slow deep breath in,
And...release!
Now,
Where is that inner pain?
You see...
You didn't hesitate.
It came right out.
And each time it gets easier.
Until you are able to express yourself...
With or without it!
It becomes something you begin to deal with!
And it doesn't stop you from moving on!
Your mind has been re-focused! '

What is the matter with you?
Don't EVER do that again!

'I wont have to!
However...
It will be something done to you,
You will always remember.
Right?
And you will heal...
Never to show that pain felt,
On the outside! '

You should teach!
I mean in schools!

'Naw...
My methods are more direct.
Plus those graduation ceremonies...
I like to conduct immediately.
On the first day of class.
Get it over with!
And 'then' discuss life as it applies,
With realism involved!
Today...
Reality is not taken as seriously,
As I would like to have it taught!
Too much sugar and spice stuff.
Then folks spend all their lives...
Suffering from withdrawl symptoms.
Trying to feed their expectations with nonsense.
And paying for it the rest of their lives!

I prefer quick studies like yourself.
The one on one approach is much more meaningful.
And besides...
Didn't you find that lesson given,
Made you feel a more closer bond to the teacher? '

Man...
I'm gonna knock you out one day!

'See,
Already you have acquired a taste for teaching.
And you can become very effective at it too! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Do Have a Choice

I disagree.
You do have a choice.
Either you do it as requested.
Or...
I take it away with your blessing.
Where have you been?
Greed is the basis of this economy.
Not your well being.
If that was the case...
All of us would be living in luxury.
And controling the government,
Like the folks on Wall Street do.
What other foolish ideas do you have?
Your reality has been based on deceit.
When all that you know...
Is getting loans and having good credit,
You have less cash to grasp.
And you give that up very fast.
To maintain a gain for you that does not last.
Stop paying your taxes.
On anything you own.
You'll either be sitting on cold concrete.
Or find yourself on your behind...
Either on the streets,
Or on wet or dry grass.
I disagree with your assessment wholeheartedly.
You do have a choice.
Haven't you been allowed to express that freely?
Haven't you elected those...
To do that for you deliberately?
Where have you been?
Entertaining your delusions...again! ?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Trans Europa Express

Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Rendez-vous auf den Champs Elysees
Verlass Paris am Morgen mit dem TEE
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
In Wien sitzen wir im Nachtcafe
Direkt Verbindung TEE
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Trans Europa Express
Wir laufen 'rein in Duesseldorf City
Und treffen Iggy Pop und David Bowie

song performed by by Kraftwerk
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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You Have Been Successful at That

You say you are slow to change.

I say you've been conditioned and programmed,
To seek and adapt to limitation.

You say your beliefs are based on faith!

And yet every move you make,
You do in fear.

You say you are blessed!

With what?
Anxiety and stress?

You can not deal with reality!
That's an assessment.

Because you say it makes you depressed.

Not exactly in those words.
But that's what you project!

You wish to run away when the truth is spoken.
And you do that often,
To quickly disappear.

Dismissing it to say...
You prefer not to listen to 'that' mess.

Whatever you're not comprehending...
Remains blocked and attached to fears you endear.
Within your mind that is troubled.

I can understand 'why' you find me strange and unusual.
I do!
Because unlike you,
I will not satisfy my mind by keeping it confined!

And you have been successful at that!
Like many who have made denial a career.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quarterly Review (Revised)

Did not sing in key, made so many mistakes, changed
the wrong things, did not find musical tonality required,
missed references, inserted others that should have
been left out

In spite of a new system inhibitor to prevent too much
adrenaline in my central nervous system, I still lost the
plot, can't continue translating, feeling bad with a
headache, my mind confused

I want so much to be an asset to our team but my dream
is in abeyance - ‘Wanting is a good thing' my guru says,
but it did not help me to do my work well and present a
neatly finished assessment document

The worst is the feeling of being a criminal

poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Doing What I Do For Too Long

Keep 'this' in mind.
I don't 'have' to express an opinion,
When asked.
I 'select' to give one.
Realizing this...
I don't have to give any at all.

And if I should elect to express it...
I am giving it to the one who asked!
Who they should share it with is their business.
That is 'why' I keep my opinions,
To a limit.

And embellishments done to my statements,
Are obvious for the creative exaggerations made.

I've been doing what I do for too long,
Not to recognize those who plagiarize!
And those who 'ask' for answers to questions...
Just for the purpose to initiate conflict!

They are the ones quick to disagree,
To any response I may give.
And this 'before' I give it,
Is known!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Have I Ever Been Unreasonable?

I have never been one to proclaim,
I...
Was perfect.
Everyone knows,
Those self proclaimed declarations...
Invite those who are seekers of flaws.
And...
Well,
You know me?
I do not send out those invitations.

I merely 'hinted'...
That some things 'you' may find,
I do...
You may perceive as being flawless.
And I simply agreed.

It was 'you' who wanted to define my doings,
As perfect.
You are the beholder!
And as the 'beholdee'...
Why on Earth would I want to argue,
With your assessment?

Have I ever been unreasonable?
Have I?
Especially when you are addressing the obvious.
I respect your visions.
Geeessshhh.
You always want to argue,
Over the truth of things as they appear.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Run Along

Stay your distance.
Remember,
You declared me crazed.

And I've been trying to keep that protected.
From your accepted normalcy...
That has the majority of you,
Walking around in a daze.

And I rather keep my 'craze'...
Safe and masqueraded.

Run along.
Return to your conformity!
Since that is where you say you belong.

And your assessment has been right.
While the life I live,
Has for me been all wrong.
I agree!

Now run along!
I wish to keep my peace of mind,
With me peacefully all day and night long!
For as 'wrong' as you perceive it to be.
Leave me!
C-ya!

Oh,
Before you go...
Thanks!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Can I Give That

Thank you for helping me,
Protect my steps.
Happy I am that my seriousness,
Has convinced you...
My footprints made,
Were placed in a direction...
To be respected as I thought,
You too wanted kept.

And now that I know,
My best efforts...
You prove you wish not to neglect,
I am happy you now see...
It is about maintaining one's integrity.
And IF you express a giving of this to me...
I have nothing but that,
From me to you to show I can and will do.

You deserve the best.
But how can I give that,
If you take for granted my seriousness?
And my seriousness to deliver...
You should always expect.
In fact...
I would not mind if you demanded it.
Since this will tell me our feelings are mutual.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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