Invite, Solicit or Visit. Period
I have never found it alright,
To have others make decisions...
For the way I live my life.
My own parents weren't restrictive,
Or strict.
They made suggestions and that was it.
To have someone decide,
What is or is not for me to appease my appetite...
Is not going to happen.
Unless someone is seeking an argument or a fight.
And at my age I 'will' sleep peacefully at night.
So conflicts to undo my wishes I do not invite.
Nor do I solicit or visit.
Period.
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Disregarding One's Gift of Life
We all have made those decisions,
To live the kind of life we like.
Some have chosen to fulfill their dreams with things!
Others choose to discover life.
Seeking truth.
And what for them true happiness means.
And still there are others who prey,
For all the wrong reasons.
Leeching to please urgent needs.
And completely satisfied...
To play with life all day.
And make commitments,
To waste time at night.
We all have made those decisions,
To live the kind of life we like.
And yet there are those who despise themselves...
With needs to start arguments.
For them conflicts they wish to incite.
To peak their interests by starting fights.
And disregarding one's gift of life...
As something they've been ordained to take away.
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Making No Sense
If a determination previously made,
To ignore suggestions recommended...
By the ones who submitted them,
As making no sense.
Why should anyone then get upset...
By those again solicited,
Who refuse to make any more suggestions?
And at who's expense is this waste of time,
When the ones authorized to make decisions...
Can not make up their minds to decide.
Only to find fault and blame those they accuse,
As being rude and too tempermental.
Un-co-operative.
AND unpredictably moody.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My life Lived Is Not Created From An Assumption
Never will I waste my time,
In argument to define my mind.
With someone who professes to know,
My predicament.
And wish to debate decisions I make...
From their point of view to dissect and undo.
If I say what I've done from my own experience,
Has made a difference in the way...
I perceive and display,
The actions I make!
That has nothing to do with anyone who assumes,
Who I am with a retaliation to influence misunderstanding.
My life lived is not created from an assumption!
For anyone to come along to dump their opinions,
Based upon what they have heard through gossip.
If someone wishes to know what my thoughts are,
They need to come to the source.
And not try to endorse beliefs perceived to deceive.
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Something Suggested That Exchanges Mint
When will the same argument,
Exhaust the nonsense of its fight?
Backs have buckled from the strain of it.
And those in the midst of these conflicts...
Have proven themselves to be full of excrement.
In need to flush with a new diet meant.
At least one that cleanses.
To refreshen the air with uplifting sentiments.
When will the same argument,
Exhaust the nonsense of its fight?
How can anyone sleep peacefully at night...
Feeling clogged up with a blockage,
That keeps them uptight.
A continuation manifesting waste...
That leaves a bitterness on one's tongue to taste...
Does nothing to produce a good scented atmosphere.
Not if wishful thinking is there to have it cleared.
What will it take to change and maneuver these moods?
Group meetings to sit on toilets?
With favorite beverages served to cheer attitudes?
Something creative has to be implemented.
Something suggested that exchanges mint.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Suggestions
Few suggestions do I make.
Especially to those,
Who solicit them.
Most times folks await,
Suggestions they prefer and like.
And it becomes difficult,
To be both honest and polite...
With someone who tries to define,
My interpretation...
Of what I 'really' meant.
To defy in denial...
With a prepared and customary,
Excuse.
Few suggestions do I make.
Especially to those,
Who solicit them.
When I know I am honest in my assessments.
And folks aren't ready for the truth...
Unless it agrees with them.
Only to hear them say back to me,
'What makes you an authority?
Judge and jury? '
My response?
'Years experienced,
In being a complete jackass!
And it becomes easier for me to identify one!
You...
Are still in the midst of development.
And I understand that too! '
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Works-In-Progress
Pain!
Much of it,
We do not solicit.
A lot of it comes and shocks.
As it stays with us to visit.
It is hard to ignore.
Or get rid of it.
No one consciously explores...
With intelligence.
Why pain hurts to the core.
Or selects who to pick.
No one delights one bit emotionally.
And we choose to accept God knows...
How deeply felt our tragedies.
With a fixing that mends our broken hearts,
Unconditionally...
When that happens.
And life provides no escape from it!
God has to know this.
God has to know,
We are all still His...
Works-in-progress.
Although when bleeding...
There seems to be an absence,
Of a perfection dismissed.
And perhaps that is the reason...
God bestows upon our souls,
An eternity of bliss.
After we have graduated...
From what life now inflicts!
Pain!
Much of it,
We do not solicit.
A lot of it comes and shocks.
As it stays with us to visit.
And we must keep our faith...
That God provides the comfort,
To resolve...
In a dissolving,
Of all of our conflicts we live to witness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Right To Live The Life You Like
You've got to fight,
For that right to live the life you like.
Since nothing is a given.
Or proven to be owed.
You've got to fight,
For that right to live the life you like.
And doing that is always,
Worth more than a purety of gold.
Everything with hard work and earned,
Is not what one wishes to produce to be sold.
Every little piece put together,
One learns to appreciate.
With a holding onto it that validates one's growth.
You've got to fight for that life you like,
Most times,
Wrong or right...
With a pinch of some pain and tear stains to gain.
Everything with hard work and earned,
Is not what one wishes to produce to be sold.
Every little piece put together,
One learns to appreciate.
With a holding onto it that validates one's growth.
You've got to fight for that life you like.
And...
Prepare to get no sleep at night.
You've got to fight for that life you like.
And...
Sacrificing time to get it right!
You've got to fight for that life you like.
And...
Prepare to get no sleep at night.
You've got to fight for that life you like.
And...
Sacrificing time to get it right!
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Its Alright For You
Wake up
Make up
Bring it up
Shake up
Stand by
Dont cry
Watching while the world die
Big car
Movie star
Hot tip
Go far
Blind date
Too late
Take a bus
Dont wait
Its alright for you
Its alright for you
Its alright for you
For you and you and you and you and you
Its alright for you
Its alright for you
Its alright for you
For you and you and you
Limp wrist
Tight fist
Contact
No twist
Black dress
No mess
Mmm, dont want no less
Stand by
Dont cry
Watching while the world die
Three lane
Fast lane
Standing in the cold rain
Its alright for you
Its alright for you
Its alright for you
For you and you and you and you and you
Its alright for you
Its alright for you
Its alright for you
For you
Headlight
High life
Cant sleep
Good night
Up tight
Big fight
Big deal
Too right
Big town
Dont drown
Jump back
Turn around
No life
Flick knife
Finish off my life
Its alright for you
Its alright for you
Its alright for you
For you and you and you and you and you
Its alright for you
Its alright for you
Its alright for you
For you
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Based Upon Appearances
Taught to shy away from those,
Amongst themselves most qualified...
Has left them in their dire straits.
And now they witness their qaulity of life,
Slipping from their hands.
On the edge from them of being erased.
To leave those voicing their demands,
With their choices made to be replaced.
And those who tried to reach them,
With an approach honest and not faked...
Are the ones now solicited,
For any opinions from them they 'wish' to make.
And those who had their recommendations,
Dismissed...
Have moved on to live their lives in peace,
Without the onslaught of conflicts.
And those now in the midst of them,
Were too excited to invite a clearing of consciousness.
Since decisions based upon appearances,
From them they could not and can not away from them shake.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Make It Happen
Not more than three short years ago
I was abandoned and alone
Without a penny to my name
So very young and so afraid
No proper shoes upon my feet
Sometimes I couldn't even eat
I often cried myself to sleep
But still I had to keep on going
Never knowing if I could take it
If I would make it through the night
I held on to my faith
I struggled and I prayed
And now I've found my way
[Chorus:]
If you believe in yourself enough
And know what you want
You're gonna make it happen
Make it happen
And if you get down on your knees at night
And pray to the Lord
He's gonna make it happen
Make it happen
I know life can be so tough
And you feel like giving up
But you must be strong
Baby just hold on
You'll never find the answers
If you throw your life away
I used to feel the way you do
Still I had to keep on going
Never knowing if I could take it
If I would make it through the night
I held on to my faith
I struggled and I prayed
And now I've finally found my way
[Chorus]
I once was lost
But now I'm found
I got my feet
On solid ground
Thank you Lord
If you believe
Within your soul
Just hold on tight
And don't let go
You can make it
Make it happen
[Chorus]
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Inspired
Why am I seeking to be controversial?
I am not specifically seeking that at all.
However...
I am inspired to experience my life.
Enjoying the creativity that it offers.
I certainly can not sit to limit myself,
In restrictions.
I am a part of this...
Life as it is.
I am not into the correction of semantics.
Or will allow my creative aspirations,
To become diminished,
By those passing judgements.
In whispered innuendos.
And I am grateful to God...
Who has allowed my existence.
And God has not shown me a sign,
Of disapproval yet.
I suspect,
I am being encouraged!
In fact,
I am motivated to expose my nakedness.
Yes.
In a tastefulness some may reject.
But I am not here to appease the wishes of others.
I am here to deliver every aspect of my gifts.
Take them to enjoy or leave them.
But I will guarantee you this...
There will be something for your mind to tease.
And...
Something for your eyes to lick lips if you please.
And something left to solicit gossip.
To entertain those seeking controversy!
And for free.
Those who know me...
Know I stay broke.
Not a penny to show for my talents.
So don't accuse me...
For my multi-abilities.
And it is going to be there,
Everywhere!
And 'that' seems to be my destiny!
Although I am not above turning away...
Any and all,
Monetary donations!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Casting One's Own Shadow
Call your trip whatever you wish.
I've learned not to debate, argue...
Or 'franchise' anyone's opinion,
As if to make mine!
Nor do I agree to evaluate...
Someone's statement,
Whether a line given to solicit...
An opinion I've given in anything I've written.
I've learned an exchange of experiences,
Is not a possibility.
And I've learned this by listening.
And this many people seldom do.
I've been up and down too many times,
To discover my own comprehension...
About life.
My life and how 'my' life is connected.
When I found criticisms made of me by others...
'Added' to my understanding,
If right, wrong or indifferent when given...
I still had to brush my own teeth.
Walk on my own two feet!
And be accountable for my own actions.
I stopped making excuses,
When they began not to make sense to me.
I spent more time defending myself...
Instead of living my life.
And I began to do that...
When I started to appreciate myself.
And 'if' I was to give my advice to anyone...
AND...
I did say 'if'.
I would say this...
If anyone finds they are seeking acceptance,
On a path they have chosen to take...
It is not a path they have chosen.
How can it be?
How can someone declare something theirs,
When others can do the same thing thing?
If voices can be heard?
Footprints can be seen?
And the path one takes has already been paved?
That is following...
Not casting,
One's own shadow!
I do not wish,
I demand people to get out of my light.
What would be the point,
If I am patiently waiting for someone else to decide...
Whether or not they want to move out of it?
That kind of time I am not giving to anyone!
Period.
I've learned many lessons.
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Answer:
I sat and thought the other day how it seems strange
That we could walk through life so blind
And how a lot of people never change.
I'm not trying to say i have the answer
All i know for sure is that we weren't put here
To serve ourselves, that's so selfish
To think that we're put on this earth just for pleasure
I know that there's much more than that.
But i won't tell you what it is; it's up to you
To decide for yourself what is wrong and what is right
And know that we all make mistakes, there's always time
To turn your life around and change
All the wrong decisions that you've made.
And i promise that i won't settle for less.
I won't write it off.
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Preference
Sometimes we have to stand on our own two feet,
And make our own decisions.
We can take a slice, of some good advice,
But decide on our own intuitions.
No one can live our lives for us,
It is something we alone have to do,
And whether or not, we lose the plot,
We should be determined to see it through.
Suggestions, hints and opinions,
Are all valid and help one decide,
And it's really your preference, that is of the essence,
So at least you can say that you tried.
Sometimes we have to stand on our own two feet,
So courage is what's really required.
But the future's unseen, and there's no way to glean,
If our choices have succeeded or backfired.
We all take a chance when deciding,
Which is the right scheme to pick,
Taking time to work out, what your plan's all about,
Is what you would call, philosophic.
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It Would Not Feel For Me Right
It would not feel for me right,
If I could live over...
My life.
Or show that I could be more polite,
Than those opposing that I chose,
What I do because it is liked.
And,
It would not feel for me right,
If I slept peacefully and deep at night.
When others around me knew hunger,
And I had not a problem with my appetite.
It would not feel for me right,
If I pretended to dislike flying kites.
Since if I had a bike I would try to fly a kite,
And not get entangled.
It would not feel for me right,
If I slept peacefully and deep at night...
Knowing that my neighbors stayed away from my sight,
Learning to tango.
Oh no...
That would not feel for me right,
If I could live over,
My life.
Especially when so many people,
Have been exposed...
To things I don't know.
Like the 'tango'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Addressing a Reality
What is that you are seeking?
'Seeking?
I'm not in a search to seek anything.
Not anymore.
When I sought my life to live,
With an acknowledgement...
I did too much of that for others,
I found what I needed.
What you observe me doing,
Is a living of my life.
And it took me a while to identify it,
As 'my' life to live.
And it may seem to you I am seeking,
Because of an excitement you see me express.
Seeking?
No.
I am addressing a reality I have found.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Visit For As Long As You Wish
You may visit upon this land.
But to force debate of its direction...
Is not a matter to be question.
Or demand answers you expect.
Because you believe another way,
For its inhabitants is best.
You may visit for as long as you wish.
Enjoy the ambiance, hospitality...
And the peacefulness.
But suggestions from you,
Regarding the enhancements done...
To the view and our lifestyles too?
For us is not accepted.
Conflicts on this land...
You will not inject.
If you have motives and plans for this...
You will be ushered to experience,
A respected yet definite sudden exit.
We are not in need,
For a financed confusion that infuses deceit.
To have you label it democracy.
You may visit for as long as you wish.
And when your visit is finished...
You will leave and that will be it!
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Things Happen For Their Reasons
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Things happen for their reasons.
And,
What is there to say...
That can excuse mistakes away.
Stop that need to medicate.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why waste time in prolonged debates.
Thing happen for their reasons.
What is the purpose for seeking escapes.
Things happen for their reasons.
Acceptance eases,
The facing of one's fate.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Stop that need to feed on grief.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why squeeze a healing wound to bleed.
Things happen for their reasons
They happen for their reasons.
And aging doesn't make one safe.
Or offer escapades as a gateway to charade.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Even while one ages,
With a life reminisced played on many stages...
Try their best to gracefully accept,
Things happen for their reasons.
And those experienced,
Eventually see this.
Things happen for their reasons.
And in the living of one's life...
A discovery reveals,
Those reasons with insight.
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1-800-555-hope
With all of the technology,
And those certified with an expertise shown...
Why is there a steady decrease in a quality of life,
Once prized for standards valued?
And why is it,
An embraced sophisticated incompetence...
Has been allowed to increase,
Under the watchful eyes...
Of those using such ludicrous explanations,
To legitimize failure.
'That's a great question.
And I am quite surprised your statement...
Was not screened before this conference began.
However,
With that said...
We have come to realize,
There have been a few errors made in our assessments.
And...
This should excite you and others with 'this' revelation!
We...
Are now seeking tips, suggestions, recommendations...
And even ideas we feel that are pertinent,
From the general public.
AND...
Listen to me very carefully.
We have initiated a broader scope of inclusion,
To invite with a more prioritized vision...
To solicit the opinions of those once ostracized,
And shunned.
Please feel free to contact your nearest representative,
At 1-800-555-HOPE!
We, together, will confront the real problems,
That have generated such a waste of overlooked...
And competent talent!
So...
As you can see,
We are doing our best to get to the core of this dilemma.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fill My Cup
Were nowhere in particular
Were nowhere, nowhere at all
So fill my cup, make me happen
Fill it up, make me smile
Fill my cup, give me a reason
A reason to feel alright
Dont you worry, sweet darling
Its gonna be alright
It seems that Ive been sleeping
Been sleeping all my life
Been sleeping all my life
Been sleeping all my life
I sleep alone
On my very own
Sitting sick at home
Baby, up, make me happen
Wake me up, make me fly
Weigh me up, give me the reason
The reason to feel alright
Dont you worry, sweet darling
Its gonna be alright
It seems that Ive been sleeping
Been sleeping all my life
Been sleeping all my life
Picking up girls and diseases
That burn me up, burn me up
Been sleeping all my life
Fill my cup, make me happen
Fill my cup, make me smile
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