In Fear to Test
Those who are afraid to take steps forward,
After learning how to walk.
Should not be upset,
By the expression of someone else's disrespect.
That should be expected!
Since one's idea of progress...
Is a concept they are in fear to test!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pageantries Of Ceremonies Done
The affects of a 'rite of passage' taken,
Should produce a noticeable growth...
Of a progress made.
But some rituals enforced are delayed,
By a maturity that seems afraid...
To move ahead with an expected responsibility.
And pageantries of ceremonies done,
Do not prepare one to comprehend or observe...
From previous examples anywhere that have been laid.
And yet these empty spectacles displayed,
Are just events to watch unnourished...
As another performance of expectation that aging will unlock!
Like graduating from one place with steps,
That should move forward...
Instead of a regress into a relapsing that stops.
With completions of routines that are witnessed,
But accomplishing nothing that has a meaning felt...
Or seen to be embraced as a progress that escapes stagnation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Progress Is the Concept That Inspires Ideas
To move forward,
In thought.
Or in actual movement.
Means exactly that!
Not to discuss it,
As if to do so will get it done.
To move forward takes applied effort.
If a repeated situation,
Does not get resolved.
Because there is something,
In one's consciousness that blocks this.
Moving forward is not going to be accomplished.
To make noticeable progress.
And progress is the concept that inspires ideas.
Rarely, if ever...
Does enlightenment stirs or occurs,
To one 'enhanced' by the driven excitement of stagnation.
Unless this has been determined as a fresh activity.
And for a very few,
This may be a possibility.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fear Of Dying
I'm not afraid of standing still
I'm just afraid of being bored
I'm not afraid of speaking my mind
I'm just afraid of being ignored
I'm not afraid of feeling
and I'm not afraid of trying
I'm just afraid of losing
And I am afraid of dying
Without you yes I do and I hope that you do too
Without you yes I do
Without you yes I do and I hope that you do too
Without you yes I...
I'm not afraid of being sick
I'm more afraid of being well
I'm not afraid
Put the gun in my hand
I'm just afraid it will hurt like (hurt like) hell
I'm not afraid of screaming
and I'm not afraid of crying
I'm just afraid of forgetting
And I am afraid of dying
Without you yes I do and I hope that you do too
Without you yes I do
Without you yes I do and I hope that you do too
Without you yes I...
Fear of
Fear of
Fear of
Fear of
I'm not afraid of looking ugly
I couldn't care what they say
I'm not afraid of happy endings
I'm just afraid my life won't work that way
I'm not afraid of forgiveness
I absolve you everything
I'm not afraid of lying...
But I am afraid of dying
Without you yes I do and I hope that you do too
Without you yes I do
Without you all I do is sit and think about you
Without you yes I...
song performed by by Jack Off Jill from Clear Hearts Grey Flowers
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Common Denominator
You do the math.
A selected lifestyle,
Continuing to upset...
The very same people,
Who have chosen that life to accept...
With little done to improve what displeases
Are vocal with their pities weeped.
Never have they been given looks of disrespect,
From those they rejected,
As being less and many steps below them.
No one they dejected,
Felt of themselves better off than the rest.
And if observed,
It would appear those upset...
Direct their eyes upon those who have chosen happiness,
As their common denominator...
Over bling and shiny things to impress.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You're always learning on different avenues and this is an opportunity for me to start on a fresh plate and start learning some other things that can really help me, that I need, and I want, to progress forward.
quote by Elvis Stojko
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Friends Do Not Accept A Disrespecting
People who disrespect themselves,
And call themselves friends...
Are not!
And...
Should refer to themselves as something else.
Like pests who dissect with an inspection,
That is regrettable when actions become suspect.
And not call themselves friends.
To eventually become upset.
Friends do not accept a disrespecting.
Nor is deceit and theft expected,
Between those who say they love to death!
Maybe the thrill of those who love to death get,
Is a neglecting to respect a friendship that is deceived.
Especially when one does to another,
As if the doing of a backstabbing is something one does,
To please.
Friends do not accept a disrespecting.
Nor is deceit and theft expected,
Between those who say they love to death!
That's a bunch of B.S.
Not actions between friends doing that at their best.
People who disrespect themselves,
And call themselves friends...
Are not!
And should not regard themselves as such,
With a consciousness that goes untouched.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Walk Forward
There's nothing you can do
you were created to walk forward.
You can stop there for a while
cry as many tears as you can
but then you have to walk forward.
You can stop there for a while
laugh as loud as you can
but then you have to walk forward.
You can stop there for a while
and be crazy with love
but then you have to walk forward.
There's nothing you can do
you were created to walk forward
so you have to walk forward.
Go on
walk forward
and continue your journey.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Tell Me Why
Even now I can see that day
The fear in your eyes
Tell me why
Were you so afraid
Somethings they turn out this way
Fire the bullet and find
That you dont know what you left behind
When we laid you to rest
Tell me why were you so afraid
Tell me why were you so afraid
You walk this line
You walk this line of hate
Where to people are so blind
Blind to the evil it creates
Never say too much
Never think out loud
Tell me why were you so afraid
Tell me why were you so afraid
I know one day youll find a way
To heal the wounds
I know one day youll find a way
To heal the wounds
Tell me why were you so afraid
Even now I can see that day
The fear in your eyes
You gave all you lived for
Whilst you kept your pride
Tell me why were you so afraid
Tell me why were you so afraid
song performed by by Texas
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Afraid?
Too many people are afraid to speak.
Is it because they're too damned weak?
Afraid to stand out
afraid to shout
or just plain afraid and meek?
Too many people are afraid to yell.
Is it because they're afraid of hell?
Afraid of the crowd,
afraid to be loud
or just plain afraid of death's knell?
Too many people are afraid to hear.
Is it because of what they fear?
Afraid of the unknown,
afraid to be shown
or just plain afraid of what isn't clear?
Fear, fear
It is always here.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Holding Back
afraid to let you in
inside this broken heart
afraid to take a chance
for fear we, too, shall fall apart
afraid of being played
and taking 3 steps back
afraid of giving up
as i drown in tears of black
cc/cas
2011
poem by CarolAnne Spalding
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Well, the important message that we've always carried to China is that we look forward to your progress and prosperity, we look forward to you playing a role in the progress and prosperity of this region and we look forward to stability in your relations with others.
quote by Sellapan Ramanathan
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Traffic Jam: The Trap Of Traffic Light
It's not only test your luck, but also test your patience
It's not only test your guts, but also test your instinct
It's not only test your sanity, but also test your obedience to law
It's not only test your ethics, but also test your fidelity
It's not only test your sight, but also test your reflex
It's not only test your estimation of time, but also test your street knowledge
It's not only test your ego, but also test your kindness
It's not only test your control, but also test your awareness
It's not only test your attitude, but also test your responsibility
It's not only test your priority, but also test your humanity
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Parental advisory (explicit content)
They are here
spray paint and marker pens
They are here to show
our defacement and vandalism
They are here to show us and kick
our ass our laws our bourgeois respectability
They are here to show us and kick against this idea
of unsustainable stability
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear
about death about governments about dominant thought
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear, they use the power
of freedom, expression, creativity, mercy and generosity
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear, they use the power to write down
their fragility their energy their sufferance their misplacement
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear to be opponent
when we are absent, when we decide for them, when we change the rules without their engagement
They are here to show us and kick against this idea
of the ruling class and the perfect family and the perfect life
They are here to show us and refuse
parents who scream and abuse, the bully mates, the violence, the prejudice
They are here to show
respect to the world, to the earth, to human beings
They are here
asking for protection, begging us to stop these fights
don't you see them?
poem by Ilaria Boffa
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Two Hundred Steps
After a life how many step
Little small learning capability step
Youth strives for to learn to walk
A grown-up marriage step
Marriage to seek live hood step
Holds a young learning capability step
Old age to retire a step
Life needs 200 steps
Several to permit 200 steps
Accompanies several 200 steps
Has not refused stubbornly to pause
poem by Albert Wong
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Wishing For More Of It To Define As It Sits
My point of view,
And how that is expressed.
Does not take nerve,
But a consciousness I posses.
I never thought my 'visions' would upset.
Since this Earth we all inhabit,
Is not my idea...
Created from a private concept.
Are eyes that shut closed?
And ears blocked from hearing?
What I see as concrete evidence...
Should not be debated if what is seen is near.
And today few things seem obvious,
Or as clear as it appears.
Yet so many people live their lives in fear.
And wishing for more of it to define as it sits...
Encouraged to stay in a prolonged visit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Patrick
You are like a sword among the thorns and,
You are like a monkey among bananas!
So, why do jump from place to place?
When will you come to understanding?
And, when will you come to the truth?
A touch down to my lovers home;
And with the steps of fear to think twice.
Patrick! You are not straight forward to me;
Like the rate of the pieces of cigarettte everywhere.
How can one smoke all day long like this?
Patrick, you are not straight forward to me;
You've been decieving everyone but now,
You are caught in the very net of your trap.
Paris tell it all and,
Your life underground is what i like to know;
For you look only very handsome on the surface.
Why can't you let us see who you are?
And, are you afraid of yourself? !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Water edge suicide
Here I am above the sea'
Sat on the rocks thinking and dying.
Just what is there left for me?
A life of fear and pain in the unknown.
I walk down to the sand
As iI take of my shoes shaking are my hands.
One bare foot placed in front of the other
These are my last steps to freedom.
I walk in to the sea.
Futher and futher I walk.
Waves getting water getting colder.
I walk on without fear,
I am not afraid.
It’s no more threatening
Than the life I shall leave behind me..
Now as I throw My head back.
And sway with the roaring waves
Awaiting my death.
And the final attack.
Amongst this freezing cold water.
Now savaging my body
I take one last look
I have no last regrets.
My eyes have now closed.
At last I am free
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Upset With His Progress
No one expected him to be as qualified as he is.
They believed his leadership would be a joke.
Although his intelligence was cleary there when he spoke.
Those few with their talk shows,
Campaigned for his failure.
With attempts to hold him responsible,
For the affect of their greed.
That the economy is on the brink of doom...
Is a direct result of their own gluttony.
They say they are not racist.
But it is obvious they have contempt.
Having a black man in his position.
Stirs a bigotry used as a defense.
They say he hasn't kept any promises at all.
But with his leadership,
A spiralling fall has been stalled.
Hopefully to be prevented.
Yet with the balls he juggles,
And his determination to succeed.
They wish to blame him for all of their mistakes.
Even the ones they self inflicted.
To cause themselves to bleed.
And hiding behind these excuses used...
Has been an ingredient for their past victories.
History has shown them to be a people afraid of truth.
But deceit can't keep them forever dishonest.
Since today reality is in pursuit.
No one expected him to be as qualified as he is.
They believed his leadership would be a joke.
Although his intelligence was cleary there when he spoke.
And he speaks with a wisdom,
Unbiased and direct.
And this keeps them angered!
Upset with his progress.
They are so blind.
And so far behind the times.
On all levels of their consciousness expressed...
Stalled in a mindset that generates their unrest.
'Those people! '
~What do you mean by that? ~
'We've done everything in our power,
To prove them ignorant!
And here he is with his arrogance.
Showing the world not only his talents.
But also that he represents,
A people of integrity, high self esteem and brilliance.
You have no idea how that pisses,
Those who wish to dismiss it! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Graduations Past
As I look back on my own graduation, I reflect
On the race to finish learning, test and studying all I reject
Done feeling judged, tried of trying to fit in
Not knowing that exactly how I’d feel when the real world set in
I now cherish those days, when everyday I talked with a friend
When all the steps were mapped out from beginning to end
All I wanted was to be set free into this great world
All my life was out There…waiting for me to unfurl
Using rudimentary tools, I carved a nitch in this place
When I’m done I hope to leave a mark on the whole human race
Stilling learning today, facing test after test
Studying people, hoping to understand them, doing my best
Not judging others, hoping not to be judged is the goal
To stand out from the crowd, yet being one with my soul
Wherever you go, the whole world is a school
Just stop and listen closely… it’s talking to YOU
6/13/11
poem by Rhonda Baker
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Too Much Is Expected
No one...
Given life to breathe,
Is born with a cold heart.
Beating with a rhythm,
That is ready to freeze.
No one...
Should be expected,
To show warmth and love.
If none has been surrounding one...
Being expressed.
Or shown to one how that's addressed.
No child learning to crawl, walk and talk.
Grows into an adult...
Prepared with maturity.
Or an accountability.
If no examples of that were ever there!
How is one expected to become aware?
Too much is expected.
From those who have been neglected.
And too much for too long goes undenied...
By one feeling insecure and desperate inside.
With no one to confide in...
From a shattering that goes on alone.
And kept condoned to grow unknown outside.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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