If It Was Not For My Mother
They would spread lies,
On my sisters and I.
And they were relatives.
Preparing us very early...
How vindictive folks can be!
Regardless of bloodlines!
Or professed thickness of clans,
With underhanded jealousies unraveling
Any hint of closeness between members!
Just as long as they received some attention,
To merit a lack of consciousness displayed
By ignorance paraded around,
With applied unfounded accusations!
And being used as the fools they are as tools...
To diminish concepts of family!
But they had no idea...
If it was not for my mother,
Who protected us with her own fears...
We would not know that concept at all!
Her tears would fall to make me bitter...
To discover their origin!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On number of occasions
On number of occasion I was kissed by elders
There were cousin brothers and sisters
They will pick me and raise above ground
I was the only object for them to be found
They will call me by pet name
I will feel let down with shame
Even though it was freely used by all
I did not like it and did not answer by that call
Some of the beautiful girls too would come close and tease
They will try to play with me and make me feel at ease
Such family events were organized at good intervals
It was quite fun and amusement on all members’ arrival
I was notorious and give them some worry
I will touch dust and dirt and later on say sorry
They will not mind and rather pick me only to kiss on forehead
I was their favorite as little master and walked before them or ahead
I tried to understand the feeling behind such lovely kisses
I would rub of the cheeks as soon as they would finish
I was forcefully made to surrender to their wishes
They would then turn their attention to the sweet dishes
Such powerful gathering can be found only in family occasions
All are cordially invited to be the part of the memorable functions
It could be marriage anniversary, birth day or some wedding
It will be with great fun fare and in mood of completely celebrating
In this atmosphere I missed mother’s kisses and affection
She had altogether different approach with mild action
She will pick and take me among the relatives
I will enjoy later on and mix among all with love
It was not because she was mother hence I missed
It was different approach and way that she kissed
She had nothing to show her love to anybody
It was for all to see and judge as I was not somebody
Small kids are always centre of attraction
They are liked for their way of talking and manner less action
I was small kid in comparison with all
I was getting attention as they will push me for fall
Mother would watch me from the distance
She will always keep me before her eyes or presence
She will take full care to see that I am not harmed by anybody
She will often ask and indicate to daddy
As I was always loved by family and relatives
I too paid full respect later as they deserved
They had high hope in me for their future
I was too little to understand that time for sure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Consistent Bitter Lipping
Out to steal another's thunder,
Those seeking the spotlight complain...
That one who solicits an attention,
Isn't deserving of it.
And...
Such attention should be given to them to claim.
Obsessed with their possessed jealousies,
Nothing from those envious gets done...
But a consistent bitter lipping!
With an ignorance to remove,
Those of influence from their environment.
And when that succeeds they plead for unity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hoax
As they stumble over the crumbling of their foundations...
They still insist they must persist,
To inflict their standards and values.
But a hoax has provoked most folks.
And the joke invoked has them now in tears.
The gloom and doomers have appeared.
They wish to soften the effects of their demise.
Quick they try to cover all told lies.
To hide their deceptions with an injection of relief.
And a promise to restore a greatness,
Anyone of a consciousness can see...
Has been a game for thieves to play,
At their expense and ignorance.
Those precocious folks learn to hoax,
Early.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hardheadedness
Ignorance for what it is...
Is ignorance for what it is!
Romanticizing it as it has been done,
In urban centers throughout the country...
To benefit those living in suburbia,
And their misguided opinions and decisions...
Is not going to bestow upon anyone,
The glow of enlightenment.
Not with the thickness of hardheadedness in the way!
Some folks can not be taught.
They 'have' to be shown!
All of it has been to someone else's benefit!
And if you are one who find that you are whining...
This benefit does not belong to you!
It is not yours.
A picture drawn in crayon is best understood!
Hopefully.
At least an attempt should be made...
To search for any display of a higher consciousness,
Seeking release.
From under the rubble of thoughtlessness,
After the onslaught of attacks from mindlessness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For Those Who Are Disbelieving This
Even though the message has been absolutely clear...
There has been many attempts to re-write it.
Change its contents...
And defame the messengers,
With slander and atrocious accusations!
And each time that same message has been sent...
Those disliking the severity of it,
Have been exposed for what and who they are!
Exploiting the truth to delay its delivery,
Has not stopped the reality of it at all.
In fact,
That message did not need anyone to deliver it,
For it to become less effective!
The 'Supreme' Almighty has known the culprits...
Long before preparing His Wishes!
Now that He realizes visuals are more respected,
In ways these 'visuals' have not ever been seen before?
He, The Almighty, presents to us visuals,
On a grand scale!
And as clear as crystal glass...
We are all going to witness His Power!
Since many folks are illiterate anyway!
And for centuries many have depended on that ignorance,
To feed fear...
Separatism.
Divisiveness.
Confli ct.
War. Pain. Agony...
And a host of associated miseries!
To keep their greed,
Through the use of racist opportunities.
That nonsense is coming to an end!
And for those who are disbelieving this...
Will be seen fleeing from themselves.
And this will be a sight that enlightens.
Stripping all from the thought of deception!
And all who have been accustomed,
To living 'this' reality completely in deceit...
Will find themselves defeated,
Without one single defense!
Or an exit of shelter...
To rest and prepare for fresh masquerades!
Those days will no longer be available,
To charade that kind of existence ever again!
This truth arriving upon us...
Will not be camouflaged.
And concepts of God are going to be changed,
For the good and for those of higher consciousness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Entertainment Escapes Made Accessible and Free
Accepting challenges around the clock nonstop...
Defantisizes life for some.
And crystallizes a maturity.
This is not often seen...
Where folks are committed to irresponsibility.
Where folks schedule their activities...
Between being uninvolved and making party scenes.
Entertainment escapes made accessible and free...
Are generally observed,
Where people are not concern.
And quickly display disrespect for themselves.
As they show a lack of discipline.
And an absence of identity.
Those like this often call for unity.
And pray to have their communities monitored...
As they beg for more police.
To keep them protected from themselves,
As they spread more of their mental disease.
And this is done by urbanites,
At a price that is paid by everyone!
Although no one acknowledges a consciousness claimed...
To be seriously considered or concrete of beliefs.
Not when so many have exited from accountability.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Family Rivalries
Family rivalries?
Bring nothing to them but grief.
Eventually members split apart...
And no one wishes to speak.
Jealousies maintained,
Because someone has issues.
One lies to another,
Leaving the truth ignored and abused.
People accused of doing things...
They wouldn't think to do.
And those that created the conflicts,
Pretend they didn't start...
The heartbreaks that no one shakes!
Family rivalries?
Need not to be at all!
And the ones who ignite them,
Are the biggest complainers.
You'll see them standing out...
Living behind the eight ball!
Raising children to adopt their hatred.
As everyone walks around with frowns...
And rolling eyeballs!
Stunted in limitations.
While strong foundations fall!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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UFObia
The same folks who do not believe
Life can exist on other planets
In this vast universe
Are the same folks who accept
Making regular visitations
To prisons and jails to view relatives
Caged like animals
At taxpayer expense
While real crooks and thieves
Deceive their consciousness
On a daily basis
For free
And they don't even see them either
Although their acceptance is allowed
Costing them their quality of life
Which has been invaded and degraded
With far less attention given
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Night...And Day
If not for you,
My eyes would not be open wide...
To view things the way I now do.
If it had not been for you.
And if it had not been for you,
I'd still be living questioning my doubts...
Without a thought to connect them,
To their origin.
And I'd still be tossing accusations about.
If not for you,
I'd be less aware of the importance to care...
Of others who too,
Are still blaming themselves...
Over things others do just to prove they can.
And if it had not been for you,
I would not have seen myself as a fool.
Living in the valley amongst other fools.
And I am grateful to you yes I am,
I no longer have those headaches like I use to.
And comprehend how yours have ended,
Knowing what and who cause those headaches to begin.
I thank you for 'rudely' sharing them.
If it had not been for you,
I would not have ever come to realize...
Just how many fools there are denying truth.
And living lives unaware they have been identified,
With beliefs what they do have no affect on others too.
If it had not been for you,
I'd be living my life as a bigger fool.
Believing it was pride I displayed.
Night...
And day!
Unaware I delivered headaches.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Most Sacred Of Sentiments
Why does it take one to age,
To reflect upon the importance of family?
A foundation meant to remain strong and cemented,
Would have the core of the family...
The most sacred of sentiments.
With an understanding...
What feeds those needs that are met,
Should be family prioritized and addressed.
That members of a family,
Allow themselves to become fragmented...
Have spent too much time,
Implementing their jealousies.
And the aging process reveals in a retrospective...
The ones who have been neglected,
Have been the ones most envied!
And their capabilities highly disrespected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ingredients
Family is the basic unit in the society,
It's where you can run to whenever you're down and weary,
Father, mother, brothers, sisters compose the family,
They'll definitely make you smile everytime you're lonely.
It is vital to give gifts and love to one another,
One must not also forget to erase pride and anger,
Communication is another thing to remember,
So that a healthy relationship will last forever.
Happy family emerges through cooperation,
Each of the members must give their own appreciation,
Private family activities must be done at home,
So the bond will be strong and no one will be left alone.
These are the ingredients to have a happy family,
You do not need luxurious things or trillions of money,
Simply follow all of these and you will become merry,
Remember that everything starts inside the family.
poem by Charlette Gingosa
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Bitter Tears
In the mist
Of my endless search
The best in life
Becomes clear
The rest just begins
To fade by itself
Thats a trick I learnt
Though it took so long
Bitter tears taste so sweet
Chorus
Im seeing my way
For the first time in years
When the love around
Begins to suffer
And you cant find love
In one
In one another
Push away those bitter tears
Bitter tears
And I thought I was doing no wrong
And I thought I was doing no wrong
In the hour of your needs
Lips are trembling
Cause youre gonna be free
Realise what were doing here
The time is right to kill your fears
Bitter tears taste so sweet
Chorus
And I thought I was doing no wrong
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Thats what they call doing no wrong
Thats what they call doing no wrong
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Thats what they call doing no wrong
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What a mother should be
A mother is the one who loves you
A mother puts no drug above you
A mother will never make you cry
A mother will never make you want to die
A mother will help you fight your fears
A mother will help you stop your tears
A mother will keep you safe and sound
A mother will never let you down
A mother will daily say I love you
A mother won’t say I hate you
A mother won’t wish you were dead
A mother won’t forget what you said
A mother won’t close the door
A mother won’t let you be poor
Now I ask you, do you have a mother?
Cause’ I don’t, so don’t bother.
poem by Carlisa Smith
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Saddened By The Lack Of It
Saddened by the lack of it.
Those without a reflective consciousness.
Those who elect to blindly have their way.
Without consulting with others.
Those who care less what others say.
Saddened by the lack of it.
Those who decide,
Only their opinions are legit.
Those who can not admit,
Their own limitations.
Saddened by the lack of it.
Those who express no empathy.
Or remorse shown to exist.
Those who sit in the midst of accusations.
Baiting and creating all aspects of conflict.
Saddened by the lack of their sense of humanity.
Yes!
We all should be saddened by this foolishness.
Since nothing that lives can afford this luxury.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Temporary Leave
If 'ever' our closeness,
Should become estranged...
Slap me quickly to awaken,
Dear Father.
Know this...
If 'ever' our closeness,
Should become estranged...
I have taken temporary leave,
Of my consciousness.
IF You should 'ever',
Doubt my faith...
As I wish for you to believe,
As I say it is as it is perceived to be...
Dear Father.
I have been drugged without my knowledge.
And in need of Your serious counseling.
I have been strickened with abnormal indecision.
Something defective has come to bait my attention.
Know this...
If 'ever' our closeness,
Should become estranged...
I have taken temporary leave,
Of my faculties.
And I am in dire need!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tough Love
Tough love
Rebecca was a horrid child.
Her antics drove her mother wild..
Child experts offered their advice
but seldom came to visit twice.
Although her mother tried her best
Rebecca outdid all the rest.
She was unpleasant rude and crude.
An anti social attitude.
She seldom did as she was told
and thought she had the right to scold.
Her mother’s efforts at control
She seemed to have no other goal.
Than making life a misery
for members of her family.
But then her grandma came to stay.
Rebecca came to rue the day.
Grandma applied psychology
Rebecca placed across her knee
She tanned her little bottom hard.
Grandma had but scant regard.
For what the experts had to say
She raised her kids in the old way.
A firm hand lovingly applied
across Rebecca’s small backside.
Quickly changed her attitude.
Because her Grandma understood.
That little girls should never be
allowed to think that they were free.
To act and speak unpleasantly
without they paid the penalty.
Rebecca very swiftly learned
she got exactly what she earned..
She soon became a paragon.
Her bad behaviour was all gone.
Which demonstrates that Grandma knew
exactly what she had to do.
To make Rebecca toe the line
applied a little discipline.
In her own old fashioned way.
It worked a treat I have to say.
She changed Rebecca’s attitude
and earned her mothers gratitude.
Old fashioned ways had proved the best
to change Rebecca from a pest.
Into a most delightful child.
Although the experts all reviled
her methods. They could not deny
they were effective.I wonder why.
Perhaps they lack experience
as well as simple common sense.
Until they’ve raised a family
I doubt if they will ever see.
That discipline lovingly applied
beats everything which they have tried.
A child must know her boundaries
She cannot do as she pleases.
I think this story serves to show.
Although the experts think they know.
Experience will always win
when teaching children discipline.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Like No Other...Mother
Mother...
Mother, who gave us her heart...her very soul.
Mother, who's understanding never wavered.
Mother, the one who dried our tears.
Mother, she lead us to the path of His Love.
Mother, who washed our cloths and cleaned the house.
Mother, who instilled confidence in her children.
Mother, who walked us to school.
Mother, who loved us like no other.
Mother, who quelled the anger within us.
Mother, who drove us to all our practices.
Mother, who never forgot our special occasions.
Mother, who protected her family, as a lion to a cub.
Mother, who always supported our father.
Mother, who scrimped and saved for our daily needs.
Mother, who was always the last to eat.
Mother, who was always the first to rise.
Mother, who cared for the animals.
Mother, a love that knew no limits.
Mother, who forever placed her family, before herself.
Mother, who was grateful, for every passing acknowledgement.
Mother, whose eyes shined, when she heard the words,
I love you mom.
Mother, who always saw the good in us.
Mother, who always taught us to never, never, give up.
Mother, who instilled in us, to be better.
Mother, who made us believe, we could accomplish anything.
Mother, mother...mother, you were like no other.
Mother, you will always remain, in our
hearts, in our deeds, in our thoughts,
in our lives and in our prayers.
Surely, beyond the stars, there's a special place for Mothers.
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Mother...This ones' For You...
Mother, who gave us her heart...her very soul.
Mother, who's understanding never wavered.
Mother, the one who dried our tears.
Mother, she lead us to the path of His Love.
Mother, who washed our cloths and cleaned the house.
Mother, who instilled confidence in her children.
Mother, who walked us to school.
Mother, who loved us like no other.
Mother, who quelled the anger within us.
Mother, who drove us to all our practices.
Mother, who never forgot our special occasions.
Mother, who protected her family, as a lion to a cub.
Mother, who always supported our father.
Mother, who scrimped and saved for our daily needs.
Mother, who was always the last to eat.
Mother, who was always the first to rise.
Mother, who cared for the animals.
Mother, a love that knew no limits.
Mother, who forever placed her family, before herself.
Mother, who was grateful, for every passing acknowledgement.
Mother, whose eyes shined, when she heard the words,
I love you mom.
Mother, who always saw the good in us.
Mother, who always taught us to never, never, give up.
Mother, who instilled in us, to be better.
Mother, who made us believe, we could accomplish anything.
Mother, mother...mother, you were like no other.
Mother, you will always remain, in our
hearts, in our deeds, in our thoughts,
in our lives and in our prayers.
Surely, beyond the stars, there's a special place for Mothers.
Mother...
Mother, who gave us her heart...her very soul.
Mother, who's understanding never wavered.
Mother, the one who dried our tears.
Mother, she lead us to the path of His Love.
Mother, who washed our cloths and cleaned the house.
Mother, who instilled confidence in her children.
Mother, who walked us to school.
Mother, who loved us like no other.
Mother, who quelled the anger within us.
Mother, who drove us to all our practices.
Mother, who never forgot our special occasions.
Mother, who protected her family, as a lion to a cub.
Mother, who always supported our father.
Mother, who scrimped and saved for our daily needs.
Mother, who was always the last to eat.
Mother, who was always the first to rise.
Mother, who cared for the animals.
Mother, a love that knew no limits.
Mother, who forever placed her family, before herself.
Mother, who was grateful, for every passing acknowledgement.
Mother, whose eyes shined, when she heard the words,
I love you mom.
Mother, who always saw the good in us.
Mother, who always taught us to never, never, give up.
Mother, who instilled in us, to be better.
Mother, who made us believe, we could accomplish anything.
Mother, mother...mother, you were like no other.
Mother, you will always remain, in our
hearts, in our deeds, in our thoughts,
in our lives and in our prayers.
Surely, beyond the stars, there's a special place for Mothers.