In a Frantic Reach For Yesterday
It is all right there.
There to conveniently ignore,
Or digust delusions.
As they seek to separate,
Their preferences.
From the constant stickiness,
Of what is daily viewed.
It has been there,
Waiting to be embraced.
Inspected.
Or at least discussed.
But 'this' reality avoids the media blitz.
It has become part of...
That which has collected dust.
And has affixed itself...
To someone's known way of life.
No matter how low or gutter like.
The only thing successfully done,
Has been to blind those in denial...
In a frantic reach for yesterday.
And today,
Their own lives are no longer recognized.
And still they do not hold themselves to blame.
They would rather see someone else,
Murdered for their insecurities!
And...
See themselves on TV.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Amphetamines
Amphetamines and jellybeans
She was pretty in her teens
Waiting for the month of come what May
I smelled you on my shirt today
Of course the hardest part is letting go
But you've got to or you know
You'll end up waiting by the
Phone me once in a while
Let me know you're alright
Tell you again that I'm fine
Then we go about our separate lives
Was it nasty scheme or lazy dreams
I left you cold two blankets deep
This is the last song I'll send your way
I smelled you on my shirt today
Of course the hardest part is letting go
But you've got to or you know
You'll end up waiting by the
Phone me once in a while
Let me know you're alright
Tell you again that I'm fine
Then we go about our separate lives
Phone me tell me that you're waiting
By the phone for me to phone you
Once in a while
Then we go about our separate lives
Phone me once in a while
Let me know you're alright
Tell you again that I'm fine
Then we go about our separate lives
song performed by by Eve 6 from Horoscope
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In Slow Accepting Doses
If I wanted to fuzzy you with cuddly,
That approach would be for you...
Not out of the ordinary.
That is what you seek to protect your beliefs.
But it is your delusions,
That squeeze life from you.
As if to aid in your addiction to be deceive.
In slow accepting doses.
And me?
I will never deceive you.
Is that the reason why when I am around,
You begin to cringe?
Perceiving me to be a demon.
Look around you.
You are the one fighting them out of my sight.
However...
There is something about their approach,
That feeds your appetite.
Am I right?
And I am just a reminder of your insecurities.
No matter how long you try...
You can not blame your insecurities on me.
I am not a fuzzy cuddler.
And 'that' I will acknowledge.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Brimming to the Rim In Denial
Brimming to the rim in denial.
Putting truth on trial.
But none of this rhetoric,
Escapes observations...
That can not be erased,
As seen.
No matter who declares,
What 'is' or is not obscene.
Truth is not another version of deceit.
To be interpreted to inspire a life of delusions.
And delusions have never strengthened reality!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Art
Occasionally I feel like the walls around are closing in on me
Physically I feel sometimes I need seclusion to be free
The irony at last I see reality is my perception
And my personality is my reflection
I must eliminate and change yesterday's
Yesterday's pains today
I must eliminate and change yesterday's
Yesterday's pains today
I need to be set free from the smiles that are scarring my skin sarcastically
And ?? seems to comfort and freeze in full around me mentally
The irony at last I see reality is my deception
And my personality is my deflection
I must eliminate and change yesterday's
Yesterday's pains today
I must eliminate and change yesterday's
Yesterday's pains today
Can I make it?
I'll try
Can I take it?
I'll try
I've finally healed my wounds and healing the next thing and pouring out of me
The precious success becoming apparently a bigger part of me
I'm looking back at the things I cant remove the past
Ok with me
The future is brighter than I could imagine it to beand#8230;
I must eliminate and change yesterday's
Yesterday's pains today
I must eliminate and change yesterday's
Yesterday's pains today
song performed by by Taproot from Welcome
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Waiting To Be Saved
I heard about this story in the news today,
About a man who lost his senses, lost his way,
About a man who had his will taken away.
He took his life but not before he made them pay.
So go on ask yourself the question
(Are you convinced that you're ok?)
Are you convinced that you're ok?
(So go on ask yourself the question)
And often times it makes you wonder...
Are we not that safe?
I heard this story about this woman yesterday,
A 27 year old teacher of 5th grade,
Kid bought a gun to school and took her life away,
The politicians placed the blame,
And nothing changed!
And I feel it today, (Feel it today)
It feels like nothing else, nothing else I am waiting to be saved.
HELPLESS!
I feel it today, (Feel it today)
It feels like nothing else, nothing else I am waiting to be saved.
So go on ask yourself the question
(Are you convinced that you're ok?)
Are you convinced that you're ok?
(So go on ask yourself the question)
And often times it makes you wonder...
Are we not that safe?
And I feel it today, (Feel it today)
It feels like nothing else, nothing else I am waiting to be saved.
HELPLESS!
I feel it today, (Feel it today)
It feels like nothing else, nothing else I am waiting to be saved.
I heard a story from the media today,
About a man who lost his senses, lost his way,
About a woman who was taken yesterday,
About the children who may never see the light of day!
And I feel it today, (Feel it today)
It feels like nothing else, nothing else I am waiting to be saved.
HELPLESS!
And I feel it today, (Feel it today)
It feels like nothing else, nothing else I am waiting to be saved.
song performed by by Face To Face
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Are We Not At Our Best
Are we not at our best,
When upset and protesting...
Against that which we let,
Slip yet further to another step taken...
That gets us closer into a depth,
Bypassed without correcting.
And are we not at out best,
When conveniently forgetting...
With selected memories,
A truth to us had been spoken...
But we chose when told of it,
To disbelieve as we did what we pleased.
And even though we today protest,
A wasting of precious time we find...
To detest what had been suggested.
With a doing just to prove,
We can cement ourselves with a stubbornness.
While refusing to remove those delusions,
We seek to promote no matter how remote they are.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Almost Lost You Yesterday
I almost lost you yesterday
my life all shattered and in disarray.
God could have chosen death to part
and brought such sadness to my heart.
I took for granted the love we've got
but yesterday reminded me my dear Dot
of the frailty of this earthly life.
I could have been without my wife!
My love, you're so very precious to me
without you I don't know what I'd be.
I know that death will separate one day
but I'm so thankful it was not yesterday.
Praise God for His daily protection
for His great care and His direction.
He was watching over you yesterday
and has given us another precious day.
I hold onto life!
I hold onto life
Waiting for a better tomorrow
I hold on to life
Despites its constant sorrows
I hold onto life
For I know I am free to go
Once to it, I return what I borrow
Life is nice when it flows
Life is priceless in life itself
In its hardship I strive
Enjoying the pleasurables
For in life, hope is always near and fresh
For dust to dust is the human flesh
Life never gives more or less
The meaning itself is forever pointless
But I still hold onto life like you!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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To Embellish A Nonexistence Has Adverse Effects
Ego fed insecurities,
Addicted to seeking acceptance...
Are protective of their delusions.
And easily offended,
By a truth that is to them directed.
It is more important for them to impress,
Than to honestly address their own issues.
Something blocked in their minds,
Will not allow them to do this.
And quick they are to misinterpret reality.
They believe reality is something to twist to fit,
A determined wish to see,
Life from their prespective.
And only a life lived to experience as is,
Can be received to accept to adjust...
Not correct to reject what is presented!
Ego fed insecurities,
Addicted to seeking acceptance...
Are protective of their delusions.
And easily offended,
By a truth that is to them directed.
To embellish a nonexistence,
Has adverse effects.
And adverse effects are difficult to keep,
From being exposed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Each Season Leaves
To say today no changes have been made,
Is to exist in a stagnant vacuum.
Yesterday is not today.
Nor was yesterday the day before.
Those who perceive life,
As an opportunity to leech...
Sit waiting for someone to knock,
With a proclamation...
That allows them to breathe.
When each season leaves,
Another takes its place.
When someone opens a door...
So much more can be observed,
If steps are made to go forward...
To feel a freshness of this upon one's face.
To say today no changes have been made,
Is to exist in a stagnant vacuum.
Yesterday is not today.
Nor was yesterday the day before.
To say today no changes have been made,
Are words spoken from those...
Who have chosen the boredom,
Of a monotony to daily experience.
With a keeping of this explored.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In A Box
I live in a box down the street
My hands are cold and so are my feet
Would I digust you?
If I asked you for something to eat
Or a hand out or up
Shoes for my feet
I know I don't look as good as you
But I know the Lord loves me
As much as you
I don't blame anyone for the life I lead
Part is my fault, part from greed
For if the world would begin to care
There would be enough for all to share
No one would never have the need
To live in a box
Or hold a sign on the street,
To be able to eat
poem by David Kush
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Opening Scenerio
Someone takes a job volunteering,
To protect a segment of a neighborhood...
Where those living in it have allowed crime to nourish,
To ignore as if to encourage it.
The volunteer carries a gun.
Not only to protect himself.
But everyone living in this neighborhood infested,
To protect them from thugs and common thieves.
No one else wanted to volunteer to protect themselves,
FROM 'themselves'.
Someone decides they want to play 'thug' for the night.
Inviting confrontation.
That person gets shot.
And no one pours out from inside their bolted doors,
To rush to see what was going on.
Does it really matter who is or is not innocent?
When wild animals are running around rampant in a zoo?
And there is only ONE zookeeper 'volunteering'...
To protect those living in the safety of their locked cages,
While he...
The volunteer,
On personal time no one else seems to have the guts to find!
That is just the opening scenerio to this familiar saga.
It just happens to have gotten nationwide media coverage.
There is slime smeared all over the place...
Others rush to protect their kept delusions from public disgrace.
But...
Never to be examined are the facts from a broader view.
Or...
The originating of these dangers.
'Let us pray.
Help us to continue to stay blind for as long as possible,
To the facts of life. With a denial we desire to hold onto...
Everlasting. For many generations to come.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've Let Go
I've let go today
Of hope's and dreams of yesterday
For time and life
Have made them fade away
I could no longer hold on
With each passing year
What I thought was so dear
No longer has the same meaning to me
Was it that life has harden me
Or has reality made me see
That those dreams were never
Meant for me
poem by David Kush
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In This World (Murder)
In this world all our sins are simple
We choose death over innocent life
And in this world its not all the money thats evil
Its the ones who choose it over life
And in my heart I cannot believe in this murder
And I will not be fed by the lies
All the lives are created just to be murdered, its murder
No matter how hard they try
And no matter how loud they cry
They cant buy their way into heaven
No matter how hard they try
And no matter how high they climb up the ladder
They wont reach up into heaven
And they can't see the innocent lives
The pointless suffering
And in my heart I want to undo all this murder
And get back the innocent lives
Open cages and stop their luxurious murder, its murder
No matter how hard they try
And no matter how loud they cry
They cant buy their way into heaven
No matter how hard they try
And no matter how high they climb up the ladder
They wont reach up into heaven
Murder
Innocent life
Innocent
What have we done?
(No mercy for beautiful
Money for blood
It's murder)
No matter how hard they try
And no matter how loud they cry
They cant buy their way into heaven
No matter how hard they try
And no matter how high they climb up the ladder
They wont reach up into heaven
No matter how hard they try
And no matter how loud they cry
They cant buy their way into heaven
No matter how hard they try
And no matter how high they climb up the ladder
They wont reach up into heaven, heaven, heaven
song performed by by Good Charlotte
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Tomorrow May Never Come
(oo-oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo,
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo)
Yesterday may linger forever,
Today may never be found.
Tomorrow may never come,
Tomorrow may never come.
Yesterday may haunt us forever,
Today may pass in fear.
Tomorrow my never come,
Tomorrow may never come.
All we have (all we have) is you and i, (you and I)
Feeling the wind (feel the wind) and the sky. (the sky)
Reach me, touch me, hold me, (hold me)
Hold me while my lips are still soft.
(oo-oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo,
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo)
Yesterday may scar us forever,
Today may never be found.
Tomorrow may never come, (never, never, never come)
Tomorrow may never come.
All we have (all we have) is you and i, (you and I)
Feeling the wind (feel the wind) and the sky. (the sky)
Reach me, touch me, hold me, (hold me)
Hold me while my lips are still soft.
Reach me, (reach me)
Touch me, (touch me)
Reach me, (reach me)
Touch me.
Hold me, hold me, hold me, (hold me)
Hold me while my lips are still warm.
(oo-oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo,
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo)
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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In This World
In This World (Murder)
In this world all our sins are simple
but you step over innocent lines
and in this world its not all our money that's evil
its the ones you choose over life
and in my heart I can not believe in this murder
and I will not be fed by the lies
our lies are created just to be murdered
It's murder
no matter how hard they try
and no matter how loud they cry
they can't
buy their way into heaven
no matter how hard they try
and no matter how high they climb
up the ladder
they won't reach up into heaven
and make us see
the innocent lives
the poor and the suffering
and in my heart I want to undo
all this murder
and give back the innocent lives
open cages and stop their luxirous murder
its murder
no matter how hard they try
and no matter how loud they cry
they can't
buy their way into heaven
no matter how hard they try
and no matter how high they climb
up the ladder
they won't reach up into heaven
Ohh innocent lives
(Can't make out)
no matter how hard they try
and no matter how loud they cry
they can't
buy their way into heaven
no matter how hard they try
and no matter how high they climb
up the ladder
they won't reach up into heaven
no matter how hard they try
and no matter how loud they cry
they can't
buy their way into heaven
no matter how hard they try
and no matter how high they climb
up the ladder
they won't reach up into heaven
heaven [fading out]
heaven
song performed by by Good Charlotte
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Preferred Distractions
If you have recently discovered,
You have become one of many people...
Who have awakened to ask,
'What is going on? '
And you are dismayed and distraught by it?
Why concern yourself with the facts of life now?
Crawl back into your shell.
Denial hasn't kept you from redecorating.
And those in denial always find a way,
To address their beliefs to keep themselves...
In preferred distractions to attract whatever it is,
They stubbornly keep intact as a reality kept protected.
And who has the right to say,
A reality that affects the lives of everyone...
Is a reality everyone 'should' accept and MUST face?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXV: Common Thing
It’s not a kindness of heart
It’s not strong solidarity
It’s just a common thing
It’s not local wisdom
It’s not old tradition
It’s just a common thing
It’s not call of duty
It’s not sense of right
It’s just a common thing
It’s not formal greeting
It’s not automatic response
It’s just a common thing
It’s not a matter of guessing
It’s not a part of instinct
It’s just a common thing
It’s not natural reaction
It’s not act of compassion
It’s just a common thing
It’s not regular news
It’s not lack of awareness
It’s just a common thing
It’s not general knowledge
It’s not piece of memory
It’s just a common thing
It’s not statistic range
It’s not operational standard
It’s just a common thing
It’s not moral excuses
It’s not people ignorance
It’s just a common thing
It’s not public secret
It’s not rhetoric question
It’s just a common thing
It’s not different mindset
It’s not basic solution
It’s just a common thing
It’s not absolute law
It’s not blind obedience
It’s just a common thing
It’s not sweet revenge
It’s not getting even
It’s just a common thing
It’s not constant worry
It’s not planted fear
It’s just a common thing
It’s not usual bickering
It’s not daily fight
It’s just a common thing
It’s not die hard habit
It’s not strange behavior
It’s just a common thing
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Today is better than Yesterday
Yesterday
Yesterday, I was running with to feet
Yesterday, I was playing with kids
Yesterday, I was kicking the ball
Yesterday, I had it all, all was mine.
Yesterday, I was growing well,
Yesterday, I had it all undercover
Yesterday was my day
Yesterday, my days were
Yesterday, I had a lover, ‘true lover’
Yesterday, promises were made
Yesterday, promises were not kept
Yesterday, I was happy.
Yesterday, I gave him everything
Yesterday, I sacrificed everything
Yesterday, I was a fool
Yesterday, I was dying
Today
Today, I am lying in bed
Today, I am watching hopeless kids
Today, I can hardly move
Today, everything is falling
Today, I am dying in bed
Today, it is all wrong
Today, is not my day
Today, my days are not
Today, I have no one
Today, promises are broken
Today, promises are not
Today, I have no hope
Today, I long for myself
Today, I cry over spilled milk
Today, I am wise
Today, I live
Whatever happened yesterday is not
Whatever was, is not
Whatever was broken can be fixed
Whatever wound are, can be healed
Just need the Perfect Healer
Jesus I know you are! ! !
poem by Sbonelo C Ngcobo
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Left to Win Their Arguments
How deep can discussions get,
With those in a constant fling...
With low life?
And the company enjoyed,
That low life to them brings?
They would rather be led off course,
Like blind horses...
Than to take advantage of resources,
That enhance their quality of life and well being.
If it is not reflected from the gutter...
They utter their disapproval.
And then say...
No one cares about them or their lives.
And of course...
They are left to win their arguments.
And of course...
When this is done,
They extend to those of good intentions...
An immediate message of their resentment,
Sent!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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