If I Did Not Express
If I did not...
You would not know.
Or grow.
If I made no effort...
You would show no ambition.
Or bestow that upon others.
And if I did not express...
You would have no conversation!
Even your footsteps,
Seem to be placed upon my time.
My son is deceased.
So is my father.
Should I feel flattered?
Since I am not amused.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tender Is My Ambition
Tender is my ambition,
To show love.
To express with an openness...
In a devoted trusting shown.
I have grown too weary,
In pretense to be free of this need.
And on shallow surfaces...
I will continue on purpose,
Untill someone awakens...
What is here and wished,
Desperately.
Tender is my ambition,
To show love.
To express with an openness...
In a devoted trusting shown.
When that someone with that key...
Comes to unlock what is inside of me!
I will then feel free,
To absorb completely...
This journey I have found,
In need of company.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The dead citizen
A man went to get his identity document
and for a passport at the same time
and was found by the Department of Home Affairs
to be dead and buried
and they did not care that he was still living
and instead declared him deceased and past away
His accounts at the bank were frozen
as part of the estate
of a person deceased
and he couldn’t leave the country
or renew his driver’s license
and draw any money
and he was declared to be deceased and past away.
He went to the head office
of that great State Department
and declared his problem with them
and they were amused
that the dead citizen
had risen again,
but he was still a living man
with substance and form
and not a ghost
that had stepped from the grave
and he was declared to be deceased and past away.
poem by Gert Strydom
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In Prayer to You
Thank you, My Father
For all that You've done for me.
For all that you've done for me...
I thank You, My Father.
Thank you, My Father
For all that You've done for me.
For all that you've done for me...
I thank You, My Father.
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
For all that you've done for me.
In the early morning hours,
When I arise to greet the Sun...
I feel blessed and prepared,
With such gratefulness...
In prayer to You.
This I must do!
And when noon approaches...
No matter what I have done,
Before that time comes...
That may create a disturbance,
I did not invite nor did I make.
I find time to show it is You I appreciate.
In prayer to You.
This I must do!
Whether or not...
Thunder storms roar,
Or rain drops fall to pitter and pat.
Thank you, My Father
For all that You've done for me.
For all that you've done for me...
I thank You, My Father.
And at the oncoming of Sunset...
Not one moment do I forget,
The power of Your presence...
That showers the blessings,
From You I get!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
In prayer to You.
This I must do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Following In Your Footsteps
(ian hunter/mick ronson)
Some folk leave courage,
Some folk leave you hope
Why am I out here hangin
Like a fool at the end o my rope
Some folk leave you wisdom,
Some folk leave you signs
You can never be sure
What went on before
Life is just a matter of time
Picture of you,
Clouding my view
Im following in your footsteps,
Tryin to make some sense of it all
Maybe its a sign of weakness,
But thats where my footsteps fall
Im following in your footsteps,
Tryin to hang on to your dreams
You never got what you wanted
So I never got what I need
Im following in your footsteps,
cos thats where the footsteps lead
Someone must have given me anger,
Someone must have given me hate
Or why would I stand here shakin,
When theres so many chances to take
Pictures of you,
Climb into view
Im following in your footsteps,
Tryin to make some sense of it all
Maybe its a sign of weakness,
But thats where my footsteps fall
Im following in your footsteps,
Watchin my children grow
Theyre following in my footsteps
Takin it on the road
Were following in your footsteps
cos thats where the footsteps go
Were following in your footsteps, yeah
cos thats where your footsteps go
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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This is you Father,
This is you Father,
This is you Father,
This is the Son,
This is the Father that loveth the son,
This is you Father that took care of me all these years,
Let the love grow,
All that I see in this man,
This is the man that made it in glory,
I feel that burn,
I feel that the son is all coming back to glory,
In all the Star of the making,
Father I can never fathom your caring,
Many say that there are those are Jack’s,
But in reality they all really care,
To take mine that I may never see love.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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If the Kids Don't Buy Into It
An effort is being made,
To clean up the foul language.
To show and display respect.
Express our appreciation...
For diversity.
With lessened racistness.
An effort is being made,
To be more accountable.
Show more responsibility.
Give more meaning to integrity...
Honesty and the wholesomeness of truth.
And produce more capable and competent citizens!
'And how is this going to be done?
We have a limited budget.
These images are going to cost a fortune.
The special effects alone will take months to create.
And where are we going to find the actors to pull this off?
There is no guarantee the viewing audience is going to accept this!
I say we stay with the decadence.
At least we know that sells!
Why didn't you just tell them the truth?
We operate one of the most prestigiously corrupt outfits,
In the industry.
We will lose our foreign investors!
Do you want to ruin our reputation,
By releasing such clean filth as that?
And if the kids don't buy into it...
We sink.
Period.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In A Sense I Was Made For This
Upheaval and change
Challenges and knowledge
Schoolwork and Homework
Tests and Quizzes
Finals and Midterms
Broken relationships and loss of time
Unrealized dreams and confusion
I don't think I can handle all this
I know I can't handle this
I don't know what I will do with my life
I don't know my own ambition
Confused by my talents
Feel like I'm made for more
And Yet
Through the pain, when I look at them as trials
In a sense I'm made for this
I'm made to endure this
This is what gives me perseverance
This is what gives me hope
The Great Maker made me
The Great Maker made me to grow up
The Great Maker is using these trials to grow me
So through the pain
Through the confusion
Through the fear of failure
Through the worry and anxiety
My lack of faith my lack of trust
In a sense I was made for this
God you don't want me to be full of sorrow
But God you trust me enough to let me go enough to let me grow
So in a sense
I'm overwhelmed by all these things
I wonder
What then shall I say of all this?
How shall I deal with this
By myself I know I'm inadequate
But when you're with me
In a sense
This is what I'm made
For
poem by David Knox
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Father Gave Us
Father gave us freedom
To know about the persons and welcome
To distinguish between wrong and right
Tremendous boost for the life to fight
Certainly he is towering figure
For making and shape our future
He is always there for us to guide
We can, at any time, go to him and confide
He is very much caring and kind at heart
God has taught him very good art
He needs to remain in that posture
Else we may never learn anything for sure
It is nice to feel secured at home
He does it for all us to be at home
It is his dedication and concerted effort
That we are under roof and have nice rapport
Even though mother is at her best to excel
Father is no less important than to tell
We are all are under his supervision
So there remains no uncertainty and confusion
What could happen to family if he has gone away?
Leaves us behind and deserts the way
It is nearly impossible to think about world
We are very much at ease under his fold
Sometimes we feel ashamed of his status
As it creates inferior position for us
But forget not his contribution for our graph
That has made us lot happier to laugh
Even though he might have labored under sun
We were never made to suffer for hectic run
It was his vision and dream that we are today
Never show him discourtesy to feel bad way
He will be broken and shattered
The moments something bad in taste is uttered
He will be disgusted to note that we plan to depart
That may be an end long wait for his devotional part
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Ballad Of Little Star
(ian hunter)
You dont look a day over ten so why be
Do you have to pretend to be older than you are
Beads and mirrors by your body
And in some roadside bar you feel the pain
Little star
Lost on a merry go round, on the game
You can never be found cause you dont know who you are
The reservation killed your nation
And in some tourists car you feel the pain
Little star
You know you know
We grow and grow
We never slow
We always win
And you feel lost
And you feel crossed
And you feel tossed
Just like the wind
Your father will have told you of the wind
Bowed those fine heads that, once proud, roamed the plains
They sought nothing to gain til our fathers civilised
And broken hearted arrows roamed the skies
Then you were born to feel the pain
Little star
You know you know
We grow and grow
We never slow
We always win
And you feel lost
And you feel crossed
And you feel tossed
Just like the wind
You know you know
We grow and grow
We never slow
We always win
And you feel lost
And you feel crossed
And you feel tossed
Just like the wind
Your father will have told you of the wind
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Dear Father
Anderson / squire
(originally released in 1970 as a single, not included on time and a word)
Here are the books
Of luke
You*ll need them
To open the seed
To see what goes on in the world
You*re in my mind
Catch the wind and hold on tight
To what we*ll find
And hear what goes on in the world
Here is all you see
Everything is made for you
From me
If there*s anything you*d like to say
That could help me in any way
Cause i*ve been waiting for so long for you to come along
Help me on that day
When you*d take over all the things heaven has made for you
Is there anything you think you should know?
Is there anything before I go?
Dear father, i*m hungry, i*m cold
Dear father, feeling terribly old
Dear father, I don*t think I can see
I*m not feeling good like I think I should
They*re on their own
Needing their face, a place
Hope....home
To see what goes on in the world
They*re who you need
To show them why they*re wrong
Oh why indeed
We need to go on in the world
Here is all you see
Everything is made for you
From me
If there*s any complication
That you*d like to talk over with me about
Cause i*ve been waiting for so long
For you to come along
We can work it all out
When you take over all the things heaven has made for you
Is there anything you think you should know
Is there anything before I go
Dear father, you must be putting me on
Dear father, cause most of their minds are gone
Dear father, they will not understand me
I*m not feeling good like I think I should
Dear father, can I give it a miss
Dear father, cause i*m not ready for this
Dear father, I don*t think I can see
I*m not feeling good like I think I should
Dear father, won*t you leave me alone
Dear father, won*t you to let me go home
Dear father, I don*t think I can see
Dear father, won*t they crucify me
Dear father, I just couldn*t do that
Dear father, cause that*s not where it*s at now (hey)
song performed by by Yes
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Dear Father
Anderson / squire
(originally released in 1970 as a single, not included on time and a word)
Here are the books
Of luke
You*ll need them
To open the seed
To see what goes on in the world
You*re in my mind
Catch the wind and hold on tight
To what we*ll find
And hear what goes on in the world
Here is all you see
Everything is made for you
From me
If there*s anything you*d like to say
That could help me in any way
Cause i*ve been waiting for so long for you to come along
Help me on that day
When you*d take over all the things heaven has made for you
Is there anything you think you should know?
Is there anything before I go?
Dear father, i*m hungry, i*m cold
Dear father, feeling terribly old
Dear father, I don*t think I can see
I*m not feeling good like I think I should
They*re on their own
Needing their face, a place
Hope....home
To see what goes on in the world
They*re who you need
To show them why they*re wrong
Oh why indeed
We need to go on in the world
Here is all you see
Everything is made for you
From me
If there*s any complication
That you*d like to talk over with me about
Cause i*ve been waiting for so long
For you to come along
We can work it all out
When you take over all the things heaven has made for you
Is there anything you think you should know
Is there anything before I go
Dear father, you must be putting me on
Dear father, cause most of their minds are gone
Dear father, they will not understand me
I*m not feeling good like I think I should
Dear father, can I give it a miss
Dear father, cause i*m not ready for this
Dear father, I don*t think I can see
I*m not feeling good like I think I should
Dear father, won*t you leave me alone
Dear father, won*t you to let me go home
Dear father, I don*t think I can see
Dear father, won*t they crucify me
Dear father, I just couldn*t do that
Dear father, cause that*s not where it*s at now (hey)
song performed by by Yes
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I Wish You Were Here
Footsteps, I can hear footsteps in the hall
I hear footsteps, seems like Ive been through this before
Some time has come now, some time has passed
But things still look the same
Is heaven all above, and paradise below
And the questions still remain
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How could you disappear out of here?
I wish for something, I wish you were here
Footsteps, I can hear footsteps in the hall
I hear footsteps, it seems like Ive been through this before
Well we loved you then, I guess we always will
We love you still from here
Birds of a feather always stay together
And never separate, no fear
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How could you disappear out of here?
I wish for something, I wish for something
I wish you were here, I wish you were here
I wish you well
Footsteps, I can hear footsteps in the hall
I hear footsteps, seems like Ive been through this before
If all the world was turning blue and gold
Like through your eyes so clear
The time has come to celebrate our past
And crystalize this sphere
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How can you disappear out of here?
I wish for something
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How can you disappear out of here?
I wish for something
I wish you were here, I wish you were here
I wish you well
There will come a day
Oh some day our day will come
Our day will come, our day will come
Words and music : simple minds (c) emi music (publ) ltd reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Often Amused
I am often amused,
By those electing to be suppressed...
In distressed environments.
And since they disrespect themselves,
Anyone living within it...
Gets the same treatment.
No matter what the influences achieved may be.
I am often amused,
By those who critique others...
With equal debilitating sustained values.
As if this depiction makes them feel a safety,
To bring everyone down to a level...
That expresses their disgust!
I am often amused!
But my expereinces outside of this,
I refuse to anyone 'limited' to discuss.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Revelation Definition
'Love' Not one word in the dictionary can be so hollow.
The word itself is fake and we know it
although we try and not show it.
We use this word to express a feeling of compassion
an undying feeling that can last a life time.
But do you really feel that way?
Can you feel that 'love' you say you have?
No! We all know we don't
The word love is a lie.
Say it to your parents do you feel anything?
Say it once to your lover and you feel something.
But keep on saying it
and it loses its value.
That Gold heart known as 'love' will soon be pure silicon
after its first uses.
So why say it, why speak it, why need it, why not lose it...
To express it, to express 'love' is something more than the word.
It is indescribable thing that we feel.
'Love' is a cast off teddy bear.
Let us lose the word but keep the definition
for the expression is the true Diamond heart that
we must keep and should remember.
Remember this, write it down and not say 'love' again.
Written: April 11,2009
poem by Ryan Collins
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Father, Can you see me?
Can You See Me Father?
Father, can you see me?
Father, can you help me through this night?
Father, are you with me?
I look up at the sky, and wonder why, I feel so alone now...
Father, will you help me?
Im afraid to close my eyes.
Father, can you hear me?
Father, can you see me?
Father, if I sleep now, will you be watching over me this night?
Father, can you hear me?
Father, can you see me?
Father, the world I see is so much larger, than I remember when you were here with me.
Father, can you hear me?
Father, can you see me?
Father, can you help me stand own my own two feet once more?
Father, Im on my knees, looking at the sky, looking for your eyes.
Father, I've lost my way, Lord, I pray for your guidance once more.
Father, what was your will, Lord, it was not mine.
Father, can you hear me?
Father, can you see me?
Father, as I pray for your will, please come and show me the way, dear Lord I pray.
Amen
poem by Rose Rosado
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Footsteps
Footsteps approach.
In my heart there is reproach.
Is it good or is it bad?
The uncertanty in this drives me mad.
Are they coming to kill me, or take me grand?
To higher plaines I never planned.
I hope it's not the footsteps of the damned.
To crush my soul with eternal cold.
The footsteps now grow very bold.
Inside I'm feeling dreads not told.
What will these footsteps hold?
I'll soon find out.
They're quite close now.
poem by Michael McParland
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Foot steps
I walked the footsteps of life.
Through hot cobbles and fire.
I walked the footsteps of pain and hurt.
I was forced to walk in to the woods.
I was forced to do it.
Forced to have sex against my will.
I was foced to feel hurt and pain.
I walked all kinds of footsteps
Footsteps of life.
God how some did hurt.
I walked the footsteps many times.
The footsteps of rape.
Each time by a different man.
To hurt more each time
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Flattered
I've been battered,
And shattered by it.
But the process of putting the pieces back,
Have healed.
And I find myself flattered by your comments.
It does feel good,
Knowing I can still appeal.
And I thank you for that.
You have reminded me I can attract.
I am flattered.
But I must also state...
If you keep that up,
You might find I'm easy to bait!
And the first to want to snuggle.
I've been battered,
And shattered by it.
But I did not say one thing,
About rejecting the notion...
Of being tenderized.
I am not that self sufficient.
Nor do I choose to be!
Although I have made some attempts...
The results of them did prove to be less gratifying!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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B-fo
We are there,
To feel despair together.
An unfairness,
Of bad weather together.
But it wont last forever.
If we hold onto together...
As these storm winds blow!
We are there,
To see each other.
Know whatever comes...
Together we'll grow!
And the clouds that show will go!
Like they did sometime B-fo'!
'That ain't good English.'
You think I'm trying to impress,
With this mess?
I want to say 'something' that connects.
And this effort, obviously, AIN'T my best!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Strengthen My Faith
Strengthen my faith,
Father.
Wherever You are.
Wherever I am.
Whenever it's done.
Stengthen my faith,
Father.
Wherever I go.
And whomever I may know...
Let this show.
I am the son of You the One.
Strengthen my faith,
Father.
Let it reveal,
Just how I feel.
In every way...
With no debating,
Or temptations awaiting to test...
To lead me astray!
Let the 'light' shine,
A divine mind within me.
Knowing,
And showing...
I can grow!
Let me define,
How You are there inside me.
Guiding with a hold...
I can not let go!
Strengthen my faith,
Father.
Wherever You are.
Wherever I am.
Whenever it's done.
I will be right here...
Expressing without doubt,
Who and What fulfills all my needs!
Even 'if' and when I am found on my knees...
Pleading.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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