In With a New Priority List For 2009
Things that people did well...
Like lieing.
Cheating.
Feeding greed.
Deceiving with sincerity.
Hating because of race...
Color of eyes, skin and nail polish.
Embellishing.
Backstabbing.
Goss iping.
And character assassinating!
All these 'nurtured' personas are 'OUT'!
Although clawing their way to remain centerstage!
'OUT'! Never the less.
Booted to the curb and flushed down the gutter.
What is 'IN'?
Integrity.
Honesty.
Comprehension/under standing.
Empathy.
Reality.
Sharing/cari ng.
Tears.
Letting go.
Self examination.
Apologies.
Forgiveness.
Lov e.
Hugs.
And LOTS of physical fitness.
This is the out with the old,
In with a new priority list for 2009!
And these are more than resolutions.
Some will recognize what is on the 'IN' list,
As acts one will adopt to maintain survival.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Patient
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.
I had placed people,
Who I considered friends on this list.
And for years they had been on it...
Doing and saying things to me as they wished.
Some don't speak to me.
But my name is on their lips.
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That should not on my list exist!
Very few on my priority list,
Have me on their agenda.
And if they do,
I'm sure it's for fun, sport and gossip.
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
I couldn't not explain...
Why some names had hearts near them.
Did I do that?
Did I draw them in?
I use to dropp every and anything,
To be at someone's aide.
Some people I would call everyday...
Just to see if they were okay.
I've even allowed my own work to be submitted...
So folks could get their college degrees.
Joking about this,
I am not!
I have been the subject of innuendos and lies,
As if my life meant nothing at all.
To leave me to walk around with 'my' pain disguised.
Then I awakened and realized.
I am considered a fool!
Today...
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.
And wondered to myself 'WHY'...
Is this stuff still 'there'.
Get rid of it!
This makes no sense.
Why do you have these people's lives,
Prioritized?
'That is being too patient!
Fix this and get this done quick! '
I have moments when I am completely rational.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fraudulent
While they've been hating with their venom,
They've been fraudulent.
With pretensions they've been imminently,
Fraudulent.
Cheating and deceiving...
They've been fraudulent.
As they greased their palms....
Showing public charms.
Dissecting innocence and being,
Fraudulent.
Thieving with intent and keeping,
Fraudulent.
People can't believe who lead,
Are fraudulent
Be they young or old,
They've sold their souls.
Mentally the most of them,
Are fraudulent.
Evil and wicked...
They are fraudulent!
Sneakng in the dark,
They are fraudulent.
And tearing things apart.
While they rip out people's hearts!
With pretensions they've been imminently,
Fraudulent.
Cheating and deceiving...
They've been fraudulent.
Like snakes in the grass...
Greed is their task.
And tearing things apart.
While they rip out people's hearts!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mike Leigh encourages you to choose a person that you know to base your character on. You write a whole list of people that you know and you go through that list in great depth with him. And then he chooses one of those people from your list.
quote by Jane Horrocks
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The Only Change I'd Like To See
The only change I'd like to see,
Is a quality of life.
And people expressing their respect,
For others including me.
With a commitment to doing it.
And not with hindsight.
I'd like to see a marketing of disciplined children,
Effectively being done.
Day and night.
With common sense used as a priority.
And not from it take flight.
And education a necessity IF,
Greed is not the emphasis...
To focus one's ability with a getting it,
As if a success to impress has been won.
I'd like to see this change in everyone.
I'd like to witness a representation,
Of honesty believed.
With people choosing to advocate this movement.
And doing this with integrity.
I'd like to see crooks and thieves,
Less promoted as dignitaries with ambitions to deceive.
I would like to see those deluded,
Awakened from this sleep disease.
A change we all can believe?
How about those admitting to their insecurities.
And the race and color of one's skin,
Confessed as a reason people are taught to hate.
And those with issues solicited to bait...
Labelled as ignorant.
That's the change I await.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Before They Chopped Them Down to Fall
Everyday it appears,
More people are going out of their way...
To reveal their insecurities,
By accusing a spoken truth!
That upsets their narrowed comprehensions.
And gossip and innuendos...
With character assassinations are then pursued.
And a practiced backstabbing,
To undo those of honesty too...
Is what people like this in privacy choose to do.
And not caring at all...
To see the forest for the trees,
Before they chopped them down to fall.
On themselves with bruises to leave.
This is reflected and seen in their environments.
How the loss of discreeted corruption...
Has been exposed to local residents.
Many express disbelief and can not comprehend this.
So accustomed they've been,
To being deceived...
By family members and their own friends.
Just for a few more dollars in their pockets to spend.
At the expense of betrayal and acts of treason,
Foolishly in an excitement that could not wait to begin.
But this has been the life,
People have chosen to achieve and succeed.
Whether this had been wrong or right...
Not too many perceived,
The ones eventually performing their own bleeding...
Would be from their own hands,
To bite and cut off their needs that kept them feeding.
With blinded addictions focused on greed.
That's what gluttony does to people like these.
Everyday it appears,
More people are going out of their way...
To reveal their insecurities,
By accusing a spoken truth!
That upsets their narrowed comprehensions.
And gossip and innuendos...
With character assassinations are then pursued.
And a practiced backstabbing,
To undo those of honesty too...
Is what people like this in privacy choose to do.
And not caring at all...
To see the forest for the trees,
Before they chopped them down to fall.
On everything they claimed valued,
To have had worth.
And...
An ignorance initially refusing to listen,
Becomes installed...
Upon all,
Of self righteous deeds.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Color? (Hope)
what color
was the dust
from which the stars
were made?
what color is the hunger
written on the child's face?
what color is justice,
forgiveness, desire, truth?
what color is the wind....
the rain, gravity,
and knowledge?
what color is equality?
what color is freedom?
what color is eternity?
what color is redemption?
what color is God?
what color were the nails
that hung Jesus on the cross?
what color was enlightenment
falling on the Buddha as he sat
'neath that tree?
what color is prejudice, hatred,
fear, greed, apathy.....
what color your skin?
nay, what color is your blood?
and what color are the eyes
of humanity staring through the darkness?
and what color is hope?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Until An Appreciation For Integrity Comes
Those today who now cry,
Are the ones who ostracized
The truth sayers who were on their side.
The ones who saw reality as it is...
And now have no empathy to offer.
Or sympathy to give.
To live and be treated with disrespect...
And defend an honesty,
Others too dishonest disceitfully neglect.
Leaves those victimized in isolated bitterness.
Until an appreciation for integrity...
Comes to the rescue,
And interjects a closer inspection.
Thus revealing corruption at its best.
Character assassinations...
Approved by breeders,
Of greed and heartlessness.
Who are then put through a process,
That dissects them with the ultimate test!
Stripping and exposing them,
To be the leaders of denied digressiveness.
Those today who now cry,
Are the ones who ostracized
The truth sayers who were on their side.
The ones who saw reality as it is...
And now have no empathy to offer.
Or sympathy to give.
To those punished for their deeds!
The taste of their cake,
Has been heartbreakingly tarnished.
And supporters who assisted in the baking...
Turn their loyal backs away!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In a Position to Be Used
Let's not get confused about this!
When I said I do not care...
I don't!
But let me clarify that.
I do not care to burden my priority list.
Right now you are not on it.
But that should not anger you.
You should be pleased.
At least I'm doing something for myself.
And not asking you to loan me ten dollars.
You didn't think of it that way,
Did you?
And those folks I keep on my priority list?
Are not as close to me as one might think.
In fact,
I am more in their lives...
Than they are in mine!
They know why I keep in touch.
So, let's not get confused about this!
When I said I do not care...
I don't!
And I hope I've clarified that?
Now...
If you ever get yourself in a position to be used?
Let me know.
I can always make some rearrangements.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No philosophy
Racism is the manifestation of those who have no personal foundation
Human is what we are, have been and will always be
The past and future are not occurring at this time
Those who live there have no sense of reality
They cannot sensibly talk with dexterity through genuine sincerity
Reality is the ability for us to see that
Human is a state of being, not a color, country or state of thinking
You maintain your state by holding true to your instinctive traits
None of which judge by color, creed, state or fate but
By the want and desire for every being alive to be the winner of the
Human Race.
poem by Jeff Rushton
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My Canadian Chronicles 31
Everywhere I go I make lists
of things I have to do when I get home.
Something on my list raises a smile,
but none ever gets a frown.
While speaking to my friend’s partner Ray
he asked me a question which the answer I did not know.
He wondered if we ever get packets
of Cream of Garlic Soup.
If we did, I would send him some.
Another thing to add my list was night stock.
A pretty little flower with a wonderful perfume
that only blooms at night,
as they don’t get it in Calgary.
I said I would get some seeds and send them as well.
Therefore, my little list grows as each day passes
with things I must do when I get home.
18 June 2009
poem by David Harris
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Freed From Lieing
When people can not handle honesty,
Or periodic self examination...
The meaning or definition of discipline,
Will be as foreign to them as being freed from lieing.
And not having the ability to create new excuses.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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High On The List
Why isn't accountability,
High on the list.
Why isn't responsibility,
High on the list.
And,
How come denials done...
At the top of that list,
With...
Excuses made,
Along
With
It.
Why isn't integrity,
High on the list.
Or...
A dignity believed,
High on the list.
And,
Why is it that good things done
No where to exist.
While those vicious and the envious...
Dance and do high kicks.
Why isn't accountability,
High on the list.
Why isn't responsibility,
High on the list.
And,
Why is it that good things done
No where to exist...
While those vicious and the envious,
Dance and do high kicks.
Why are denials done...
At the top of that list,
With...
Excuses made,
Along
With
It.
And,
Why is it that good things done
No where to exist...
While those vicious and the envious,
Dance and do high kicks.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Race:
Tell me who chose his race
Who has designed his face,
Before he was born?
Is it you?
Show me your race request!
Explain to me your color pallet
Why are you putting race first?
Did your ancestry choose
Their skin color?
Did color even matter?
Who gives you the right,
To discriminate against others?
Telling me we are "not equal"
Putting yourself against the bible
Get out of this circle
Get out of this bubble
This action is reversible.
So much taste of pain
Too much mark of chain
Not to remember, not to maintain
The spirit and the complain
To the next generation, you explain!
As it takes love
To love someone else
It takes more than love
To love who hated you
You have to embrace
A total different race
If you are a racist
You need God's grace
If you are a sexist
You are out of trace.
Little Richard created Rock n Roll
Who is control it?
British created Soccer
Who is best at it?
People lynched people
Over race
People burned people
Over sect
People killed people
Over religion
If you discriminate
You have lost the race
Under the skin we are one
Black, White, Spanish
Asian, Indian just name
Human being is universal
Living in peace is principal
With every race is just moral.
poem by Dieury Dumas
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Ivy Leaguers Who Cheat
Ivy leaguers who cheat,
To increase their chances of feeding greed...
May deceive,
But...
Don't they reflect a society,
Promoting feasting greed?
Integrity...?
Where is at?
And honesty...?
Where is it at?
Respect has gone.
And that's a fact.
Thieving is on!
And...
Taught when one is born.
Integrity...?
Where is at?
And honesty...?
Where is it at?
Respect has gone.
And that's a fact.
Thieving is on!
And...
Taught when one is born.
Ivy leaguers who cheat,
To increase their chances of feeding greed...
May deceive,
But...
Don't they reflect a society,
Promoting feasting greed?
Thieving is on!
And...
Taught when one is born.
Ivy leaguers who cheat...
Are honored and promoted to feed greed.
This is success for those who seek the best.
No matter if a quality of life...
Bleeds.
Ivy leaguers who cheat...
Are honored and promoted to feed greed.
This is success for those who seek the best.
No matter if a quality of life...
Bleeds.
Integrity...?
Where is at?
And honesty...?
Where is it at?
Respect has gone.
And that's a fact.
Thieving is on!
And...
Taught when one is born.
Ivy leaguers who cheat,
Reflect...
A people who've been taught,
To feed greed.
And feeling they're entitled to feast,
Greed!
And feeling they're entitled to feast,
Greed!
And feeling they're entitled to feast!
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What is the Color of love?
Written by: Wilfred C. Mellers Monday, February 12,2007
I have dated different people before and the one thing that I have found out is that we all want the same thing. To love and be loved, to be understood and appreciated, to be valued as a human being, and to be respected as a couple.
It doesn’t matter who you are or where you come from.
What matters the most is what is on the inside.
Trust doesn’t come with a color
Honesty doesn’t come with a color
Commitment doesn’t come with a color
Hope doesn’t come with a color
Sharing doesn’t come with a color
Faith doesn’t come with a color
Sacrifice doesn’t come with a color
Wanting doesn’t come with a color
Despair and loneliness doesn’t come with a color
Unfaithfulness doesn’t come with a color
Longevity doesn’t come with a color
Caring doesn’t come with a color
Wanting to be with someone doesn’t come with a color
Spending your life with someone doesn’t come with a color
Giving oneself doesn’t come with a color
Sharing values doesn’t come with a color
If all these things don’t come with a color, then why do we look at the superficial than the substance of love? It doesn’t matter who you are with but that you are with someone that loves and cares for you. That someone that will be there for you in your darkest hour of need is what that is important. We train our kids to look at the differences that we have than look at the content of ones character. We all belong to the human family and this is what makes us the same. We are all like flowers blooming in a great garden we call earth. We come in many different colors, shades, and styles. What makes us different is what makes us the same. A bee doesn’t care about the color of the flower only that the nectar is sweet.
You my friend are sweet nectar that blooms only for awhile just to disappear till time again to bloom. Cherish the differences that make us all human. A color is nothing more than just that; a color.
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Qualities All Races Share
There are those who are stuck,
In discussions about race.
Like people today who learn,
Their children are not only using drugs...
But having sex in between clases.
And with a variety of colored folks.
One would think that wide screen TVs,
People have mounted onto walls...
Would send home a few messages.
However...
Denial does come in assorted flavors as well.
And it is hard to tell,
When the mind and brain activity shuts down.
But,
Folks love their sports.
And even ice hockey is integrated these days.
Leaving the discussion of race,
To those trying to intellectualize their own existence.
And wasting away a lifetime attempting to fine,
Something other than color that makes them unique.
Since cheating, greed, deception and corruption...
Seems to be qualities all races share.
With a praying to One Deity for a forgiveness of their sins.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Out Of The Spotlight And Off The Scene
I don't know why I notice these things,
But it seems as though those with an agenda...
Suffer from a lack of integrity,
And have low self esteem.
Targeted on their priority list,
Are those who make strides and mind their own business.
And the ones who oppose this,
Seem to have time on their hands...
To discredit and undermine,
Those who are motivated with ambitions of some kind.
And behind the minds of those insecure,
Is nothing but to advocate an 'innocent' approach...
To spread a bit of wickedness and initiate hate.
With vocal implications...
To character assassinate those of good deeds,
Who are of goodwill.
Wishing to do for others,
Often kills someone's commitment to fulfill...
Promises made to promote others with abilities,
Because they often are without tremendous egos...
With mindsets placed on the making of dollar bills.
I don't know why I notice these things,
But it seems as though those with an agenda...
Suffer from a lack of integrity,
And have low self esteem.
With a wish to get attention...
That removes another who gets it,
Without intention.
But still there is a wish to get them...
Out of the spotlight and off the scene.
And...
By any evil means necessary!
To diminish, eventually, a credibility....
Jealousy and envy had never earned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Color Red
1. red the color of war
2. red makes many weep and roar
3. red is death to many
4. widow of a ton, ten maybe twenty
5. red burns the men in yellow the ones with hoses
6. red puddled together
7. red the color of roses
8. lieing in a coffin
9. red wives moan in sorrow
10. moms scream untill the day of tommorrow
11. everyone cares about things
12. but know one shares there feelings
13. of the color red
14. for the color of red people shed to many tears
15. for soldiers the color red is the only thing to fear.
BY: Kenneth Jackson
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For Them It's Automatic
People lie and they like it...
Just that way.
People lie out of habit,
Like a sport...
To play!
It is in their eyes as if there's something to hide!
And there are those people lieing to defy with denying.
People lie and they like it...
Everyday.
People lie out of habit,
And it's here to stay!
It's in their eyes as if there's something to hide!
And there are those people lieing defying to deny,
They are lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and they like it...
Just that way.
Lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and they like it...
Everyday.
Lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and they like it...
Just that way.
Lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
It's in their eyes as if there's something to hide!
Lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and think,
They're in disguise.
And lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and think,
They're in disguise.
And lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
And lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Loveliness
Hands that lend helps need no nail-polish;
Lips that speak truth need no lip-stick;
Eyes that show mercy require no kohl;
Skin with hygiene requires no fashion.
13.05.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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