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In the most public of places

When one survives after being victimized,
By those who lie habitually...
To boost themselves above insecurities,
Hidden deeply.
It is best to let them and their evil deeds go.
A surviver who rises above and beyond this,
Eventually knows truth bestows.

This they know.
And with this they grow.
Those unknowing of one's malfunctions,
Will witness one day how they are exposed.
In the most public of places.

And the one victimized by such false lips,
Will show how a life lived with a faith that exists...
Rises high detached from conflicts.
With a maintaining of a happiness that reflects,
From inside what has been there and real.
And this becomes freed of any secrets revealed.

'Oh my!
What I heard and was led to believe,
Has been deceit all this time?
What is in the mind of those who undermine? '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Do Liars Then Do?

Liars know who they are.
And what they have done,
To pursue temporary satisfactions.
With a demoralizing of whom they choose.
As if what they've done will stick like glue.

Those who have been scrutinized,
By the telling of false lies...
To have been victimized with tears cried.
Are aware of them too!
Yet to retaliate is something they refuse.

But those who have been undermined,
Do what liars instigating have chosen not to do.
And that is to wait patiently,
To let time intervene...
With a demeaning liars with an applying of truth.

What do liars then do?
Plead to be released from mental guilty beatings.
And even if forgiven,
Liars once exposed for who they are...
Can never find places to keep themselves hidden.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When They Don't Possess The Balls!

Many make false claims,
To sensationalize their own lives.
They use others as decoys,
To hide and mask their own insecurities.
With backstabbings.
Character assassinations.
Malicious gossip and innuendo.
And familiar deceit and lies!
People like you and me,
Are singled out and victimized.
Why?
Because that is easier for someone to do,
When they don't possess the balls!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Really Benefits the Most

Those who seek to humiliate others
By finding ways to undermine their characters
With youthful sick tricks...
Hoping no one will discover,
They have been behind all of it!
Will find themselves eventually the victim.
Since there is a higher consciouness,
Aware of all of this slanderous mischief!

And in these days we live,
It does not pay to give into temptations
That deceive.

One never knows who really benefits the most,
From being chosen as the one...
Selected to become victimized!
Actions done to undermine...
Are returned to unravel the doer's mind!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Quality Of Retaliation

When I have heard to learn,
I have mistreated someone for no apparent reason.
And they were innocently chosen to be victimized,
For nothing wrong at all that was done.
Be aware of this...
The quality of retaliation,
Is not randomly done by anyone.
A repayment is often specific.

However...
If I've been accused for a mis-doing of 'this' or of 'that',
To anyone who has to chat to another,
Unknown to others as to what has been implemented...
That person no longer for me exists.
Especially someone who practices cowardice.

What would be the point to have folks believe,
They can do what they please to then leave...
With accusations they have been treated mean.
What would be the point to continue feeding such an ego,
Without nipping that nonsens,
From a stench someone is accustomed to smell and see grow.

Awareness clears the sky from all clouded eyes.
And alerts the mind to any malfunctions needing to be corrected.
A mouth split to speak from both sides of it,
Can be made to keep closed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Needed To Be Naked

When I began to realize,
My insecurities victimized...
Wishes I had to plant good deeds,
Those ambitions I had 'then'...
I made more challenging.
I had to.

I needed to be naked!
Bared with flaws exposed.
And free of masquerade...
That began to entrap me in smothering denial.
I witnessed too many living like this.
Cursed and motivated by pre-meditation.
Dwelling on the surface without depth.
And at a loss to live life with passion.

I needed to be naked!
Bared,
And free of masquerade.
If I had to strip to magnetize my dreams,
So be it.

Those barriers placed around a comfort zone,
I 'had' to remove.
I invited criticisms.
I wanted to grow.
And I knew I couldn't do it...
If all I did was dance with pretension,
With others who were equally well hidden.
And a keeping in rhythm with 'that'...
Was not me!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It is Inevitable

Accepted or not.
Deceived or manipulated,
To replace it with dishonesty.
Truth.
When it is revealed,
Can no longer be concealed.
Or interpreted for something it is not.

And regretting not to have embraced it,
When that opportunity comes.
To have it faced,
Does not change the integrity of those
Who have known and lived the truth.
When opposition displays its evil.

Although,
Those who have based their lives.
On lies told as they lived,
Are the ones haunted by their misdeeds.
Observed as seen.

Leaving truth shown to be spoken and known,
Eventually winning all battles!
It is inevitable that an evil is chased away.
Once the masquerading of it has been exposed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Deceitfully Victimized

One declaring to be victimized by another,
May pursue to get that atteention...
The first few times mentioned.
But then...
However and eventually,
Those who had been once accused of being culprits...
Become the ones who do receive the empathy,
After it has been discovered...
Those who elected to declare themselves victims,
Are the ones who deceitfully victimized...
To ruin lives of others they chose and selected.
But find themselves today the ones despised.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mental Gymnastics

There is nothing like maintaining one's consciousness.
One that others may argue with from their point of view.
But a consciousness obtained,
By a life lived through one's own experiences.
And not borrowed from delusions inflicted by another's will.
Or disturbed by conflicts others dish to unnerve courage.

There is nothing like maintaining one's consciousness.
Even though from time to time,
A re-evaluation has to be done...
Just to ensure what is being endured is not a wish,
But a true existence.
And one that is freed from the playing of mental gymnastics.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Have You?

You have never lived alone,
To be on your own.
With a vigilant and watchful eye,
On every possible angle in your life.
Have you?

You have never had the experience,
Of creating to walk on your own path...
Hoping not to be attacked, backstabbed,
Or laughed at.
Have you?

Have you ever found yourself in a corner,
And up against walls that seem to close?
But chose to crawl away from them,
To stand tall with everything about you exposed?

You have never felt pain,
That made you fall to your knees.
With just your faith AND God,
To relieve you from your agonies.
Have you?

You have never found a peace of mind,
To leave all your tragedies and suffering behind.
Or ever felt blessed with a happiness expressed,
To address your life as being very precious.
Have you?

Have you attempted to undo,
All those sorrows you go through.
Have you?

I know you haven't!
And, how do I know this?
All I hear from you are complaints.
And how you've been victimized too!
With not a sign from you to prove,
There is a concern for others...
Or an understanding that is not about you.

And all you wish to do...
Is to have more time to be negative,
Thoughtless and self-centered.
And this...
You have done as if experienced.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Deeds Done They Do

I am not angered at all,
About what has happened.
I am embittered about how it happened.
And why it happened...
To involve someone who had no idea,
They had been selected to be victimized.
And those initiating these activities with lies...
Are still pretending their innocence.
They are still trying to convince those unknowing...
They had nothing to do with the incidents.
And they had been the culprits who plotted the events!
I am not angered at all,
About what has happened.
I am embittered about how it happened.
And the evilness of those who know,
They are involved!
I am not Sherlock Holmes...
So I could care less how that is solved!
And the bitterness I carry,
Will itself be resolved!
I am familiar with the environment
Of such wickedness and those of evil doings.
Choosing I have,
To ignore and resist it.
Truth is truth!
And does not remain concealed...
To protect those who chose to live,
Behind deeds done they do that are unreal!
They reveal themselves in time.
Their minds unwind in observation!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Secret Of Happiness

The secret of happiness is not hidden behind the distances of perfection
Nor in posessing dozens of gold and wealth

I never had complicated dreams since I
believe that the real happiness in the simple things exists

Never dreamed of becoming a crown queen

Never wanted to have a perfect life
The happiness was my Desire

And I always had the faith that at the little things the happiness can be found

There is no need for complicated heart desires

At the simple things we can find the perfect and the happy life

Just keeping the hope in the heart
The kindness of soul and love of God

The perfect life is hidden there don't go far away

Finding the real love not the perfect one

Was my hearts best Desire

Because always I had the faith

The secret of finding the happiness is hidden at simple desires and the real ones

What worts all the world wealth if you don't have the faith of God in the heart

What worts all the worlds wealth and the success

If you don't have peace of mind

If you are surrounded with fake lovers all around

Because of that my dream was to find the real love the real happiness and peace of mind

poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Accepting To Protect False Beliefs

The telling of lies told and sold,
To deny in a hiding of one's insecurities...
Does not prevent,
An increasing mental instability...
As witnessed by those,
Not only experiencing buyer's remorse...
But shows the ones who have lied,
Responsible for much that has gone...
Misunderstood most of their lives,
While fighting against denials.

And today...
There is no way of escaping,
With a possibility on either side of truth...
To correct relationships destroyed to redo,
By accepting to protect false beliefs as done.
Or can fix to mend anyone's heart broken,
Of those victimized who have forgiven.
Since they will never be able to erase in time,
From their minds...
The effects of what has happened to them.

Accepting to protect,
False beliefs...
Doesn't shadow,
A truth that's known.

Accepting to protect,
False beliefs...
Doesn't shadow,
A truth that's known.

Accepting to protect,
False beliefs...
Doesn't shadow,
A truth that's known...
To keep those from being aware,
With a clearing of polluted air.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There To Visit And Released

A truth hidden and unknown,
Eventually exposed and shown...
To be what it is,
Whether at night or in broad daylight...
Is difficult to create escapes to make,
By those who had relied upon the giving of false faces.
Even their own shadows in dark places intimidates.

With no where they can go to be believed,
To expect a warm welcoming to be received.
Since once truth is seen for all that it is,
It becomes impossible to fake or substitute.
Ask anyone confined in the mind by their misdeeds.
And experiencing a fear to be left alone anywhere.
Especially if truth has been there to visit and released.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Secrets.

No matter how open our lives
we have secrets inside our head.
Secret fears, loves, hopes and desires
we hide them in our mind
never to be revealed.
Secrets we keep only to ourselves
some are imaginary,
some are very real
only we know which is which,
but none will be revealed.
They are our secrets
and only ours to keep.

14-15 August 2009

poem by David Harris
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Truth And Deception

There is a difference between truth and deception.
Deception can be ignored to eventually go away.
But not too far.
Deceivers like to stick around to recruit.

Truth can not be ignored.
Nor does it hide.
It is often depicted as being evil.
By those who can not face it.

Deceivers worm they way into relationships.
Pretending they are interested,
In other people's business and how it is done.
Only to exaggerate with a demeaning of everyone.

Truth is supportive and show this by being direct.
Rarely truth is found embellishing what it is.
Since truth when accepted,
Stays unchanging and remains effective.

Deceit and those who deceive,
Stand not a chance to remain the same.
It is discovered to be defective.
And when exposed it shows much shame.

And truth when known and exposed by those who know it,
Has nothing to be shamed about.
It is proud to be what it is without having a need,
To whisper secretly from mouth to mouth as deceivers do.
As if to resuscitate to revitalize a fakeness done to prove and use.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Basket Cases

Those who have obtained fame and notoriety,
By defaming the characters of others...
To shed their tears on public stages,
While interviewed...
To excuse their abuses of screwing up lives,
Based upon their dysfunctional childhoods...
May be a good marketing ploy to sell books.
But it doesn't erase the fact,
That these sick...
Basket cases,
Are afforded platforms to defend their insecurities.
While those victimized...
Are making far less money to provide leeching services,
To the feeding of those who prey with their wicked deeds.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Bad

It's the ignorance of youth
It's the fear of growing old
It's the universal truth you're never told
Know that it's my fault, know that it's my bad
Couldn't accept love I've never had
It's to learn from your mistakes
It's to be the bigger man
It's to always try to do the best ya...
Cool rises up from underneath it when you're down
It rises, all your enemies, never ever know, unless you let it show
Oh yeah...yeah...oh...yeah...ah, ya ya ya
Cause it's my bad, it's my bad, it's my...bad
Cool rises up from underneath it when you're down
It rises, all your enemies, never ever know, unless you let it show
Or until I lose it all, until I lose it all, until I lose it all,
Until I lose it, yeah
Til I lose it, until I lose it
I love you all, it's your choice
Cool rises up from underneath it when you're down
It rises, all your enemies, never ever know, unless you let it show
Or until I lose it all, until I lose it all, until I lose it all, til I lose it, yeah
Til I lose it
Til I lose it
I love you all
(Kiss sound)

song performed by by Oleander
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Just Another Victim

ARTIST Helmet
@ARTIST House of Pain
Victimized
But you're in bed
Stumble out
and run dead
If it ever paid
To sell (a?) (start?) (star? *sigh*)
Enviroment
make you smart
Just another victim
Just another victim
Just another victim, kid
I heard it once
but not before
(taking? or begging?) off
and livin bored
my hands are tied
webbed feet again
fell in behind
and claim us dead(?)
Just another victim
Just another victim, (says something that starts with an S, or
has an S in it? :)
Just another victim
Cast this
(?)
Give it up
I'll lie to you
(Blamin? Flamin? Played in?) Flame this
(?)
Pointed finger
You fall apart
Just another victim
Just another victim
Just another victim
(fade to HOP)
You played yourself now you point the finger
How i've robbed and raped ya, bruised and scraped ya
but those are just lies, cause in your eyes you've been victimized
It's how you size it up, you disguise it up, and try to make it look real
To cover up the low self esteem you feel
Introspection an afterthought, swimmin in guilt your favorite sport
But now you're caught up in the undertow, you never knew a man could sink
so low
But now you know, cause you're John Doe
In a black bag a tag on your toe
I built the House
I felt the Pain
You're victimized but got no one to blame
Just another victim
You're just another victim, kid
Just another victim
You're just another victim kid
Holy diver, i'm a surviver, feeling like DeNiro in Taxi Driver
With Jodi Foster, and Harvy Kietel
Looks like i'm walkin through a livin Hell
So spark that (?), and i'll get lifted
feelin the effects of what my spliff did
Cause i'm gifted, I read Sun Tzu
I bought a Gun too so you'll never come too
The weight of the world ridin on my shoulders
Cause i'm a soldier, I thought I told ya
You're just another Victim
You're just another Victim, kid
You're just another Victim
You're just another Victim, kid
You're, etc, etc
Typed by Andrew Thompson at
[email protected]
on 1/1/95, ANY HELP WITH THE QUESTION MARKS WOULD BE REALLY SWELL

song performed by by Helmet
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So Afraid To Be Revealed

There are those so afraid to be revealed by the truth.
And so afraid they are to come out of hiding.
They have felt comforted by the lies they have spoken.
To keep their pains and resentments concealed.

Their misdeeds directed have come to affect their minds.
And the years of deceit now have come to surface.
In illnesses they try to numb.
With prescribed drugs to keep them hidden.
But eventually...
Truth shows what they have done!

There are those so afraid to be revealed by the truth.
And so afraid they are to come out of hiding.
They have felt comforted by the lies they have spoken.
To keep their pains and resentments concealed.

But their agonies...
Keep them from peacefully sleeping.
Their agonies keep them constantly weeping.
With no escape...
From the misdeeds they can not shake!
Or from them go away!
To live lives for them that have been totally fake!

And they may or may not know...
What they've done to others,
Those that were not aware of it...
See it cleary.
Because truth always shows,
What has not before been exposed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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~Smile~

We all smile to show our happiness,
We use it a lot, Yes,

Smile can be fake or real,
Its used to show or hide how we feel,

Fake smile is shown when,
Pain in heart rises,
And real smile is shown when,
Unexpected happiness doubles in sizes,

Natural or Not,
But its better to show a real one on the spot,

Let us be honest,
the only time we show the real smile is when someone has touched our heart,
and when we show the fake smile,
is when someone has tear everything apart,

Yes we show our fake smile,
to show people that we are okay so they wont revile,

Its hard to put on a real one as your hurt,
And yes we try to heal it as we flirt,

Its time to face the fact,
Showing a fake smile is like showing a fake and stupid act,

Put every pain to the side and smile for now,
not for someone,
But for everyone,
and show it as we are endowed.

poem by Marop Aron
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