Is It Possible
Is it possible,
To hold others responsible...
For a decline of one's quality of life.
As they sit and do nothing,
To prevent a pile of trash...
That collects upon the streets,
In neighborhoods in which they live?
Of course it is.
Is it possible,
To hold others accountable...
For children unable to read or write.
As their parents spend countless nights,
Partying and nodding from stupors...
Right in their children's sight.
Yes.
Of course it is.
This is possible.
Is it possible,
To lay the blame with claims...
Someone who sacrifices time and their skills,
To hear people say...
None of what is done comes their way.
And these same people take no stand.
But a procrastinating is what they do...
While awaiting for someone to come hold their hands.
Not only is this possible.
It is a followed procedure.
Is it possible that those who show,
Themselves clearly out of their minds...
To find acceptable excuses to make time after time.
And how it is someone else attracted them to sit...
In acceptance of this.
As they lacked a motivation to ignite their behinds.
While they seek to define,
Ways to excuse their involvement.
Need you ask?
Is it possible,
That such laziness...
Can rise to unquestionable heights of power unresisted?
Yes!
It is quite possible.
Although defensive are those maintaining...
The insecurity of their sensitivities.
And expensive it has been,
To keep their wishes protected.
And the torment of reality,
Away as an enemy to diminish and defeat.
All of this is possible.
Even for those who have yet to awaken,
From generations of deep sleep.
This is part of their entitlement.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Where The Problem Is
There use to be a time,
When people passed off anything...
And found it acceptable.
Today those same people,
Who found anything and everything done acceptable...
Are seeking explanations amongst themselves,
As to why those they have selected to represent them...
Seem less qualified to audition for characters portrayed,
In any nursery rhymes they have ever told to their children.
And...
The ones who are trying to snap them 'into' reality,
Can not say it loud enough...
That everything that has been sweetened to eat,
And given to them to nourish...
Has had damaging effects,
On the maintaining of their mental health.
Yet...
STILL they wish to keep the same story lines told,
But they wish to have the ones telling those nursery rhymes...
To depict the exact images in their minds,
That have never existed.
Although they seek 'anyone' besides those who are truthful,
To deliver the goods.
With a comfort for them that is understood.
There use to be a time,
When people passed off anything...
And found it acceptable.
But these times lived can no longer depend on myths.
People are challenged to be real with themselves.
And that's where the problem is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Step Up From Imbecile
He has yet to be sworn into office.
And already they are attempting,
To hold him accountable for the affects
Of their self inflicted ills.
Like children who break their own toys...
Screaming to find someone else to blame.
And wasting time to make claims for their blunders.
With expectations to have their wishes fix,
Their selfish temper tantrum fits!
Yes he has much to do and get done quick!
Without the benefit of a magic wand,
To do the trick.
But he is the one qualified to do his best.
Since the mess he has inherited...
Has been created by others,
Who have yet to confess...
Their complete and total ineptness!
And calling them that...
Would be a step up from imbecile.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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See The Children
(la la la la la la la...)
I stopped the car
The other day
I had to ask a little
Girl the way
I thought she'd show me
Better if she got inside
And once inside
I thought i'd taker her
For a little ride...
So i see the children
Feel the children
See the children
Feel the children
All the time...
See the children
Feel the children
See the children
Feel the children
All the time...
I'm a supermarket santa
Underneath the christmas tree
The little one all like to
Come and sit upon my knee
I have to hold them tightly
'cause they fall to the floor
A little concern ain't
Against the law...
So i see the children
Feel the children
See the children
Feel the children
All the time
See the children
(something something something??) all the time
I pass by the infant school
Every single day
I push sweeties through the fence
But the kids just run way
I only want to talk with them
And join in their fun
But all the little children do
Is run run run run run run run run...
(la la la la la la, la la la la la la..etc..)
See the children
Feel the children all the time..
See the children
Feel the children
See the children
Feel the children
All the time........
song performed by by Cure
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Observation Says It
Those who say,
They've stopped what they've done...
To spend more time with their families.
Need to be heard...
To begin the flowing of deception.
Many have a need to hear themselves,
Dancing through the bushes.
Give me eye contact on this one please!
How important was the family in the first place,
That one has had an option...
Whether to spend that time or not?
Time is made for...
Waste.
Procrastination.
Sleaze and drive by stops,
To silent cravings.
Shop.
And strolls through malls to wish.
When people are full of themselves,
Like this...
They make all kinds of excuses.
And the ones most creative,
Come from those knee deep in ego!
That's the way 'observation' says it goes.
After years of having other priorities,
No one is going to use guilt of doing what they want...
To satisfy anything the think they can,
For me!
Not after years of having other priorities.
Not here!
Not...
IF I am on their agenda.
And that had been established...
When times 'then' were fresh and exciting.
When people meet and say things sweet...
Doesn't it seem they've become stuck together,
With glue?
Until appetites change,
For a taste of something new.
Comeon...
None of this is rocket science!
Nonsense begets nonsense begets more of it!
And the evidence of that is all around.
Some carry it in their pockets.
That's how addicted they've become.
And for quite a few...
That nonsense is pressed up against their noses.
Or sitting in a prison cell.
A parent visiting a 'lost child'.
'Your honor...
I could have spent more time with my children,
BUT...
I was too busy creating acceptable excuses.
And hey...
What can I say?
I sold them.
And they were bought! '
If that excitement has gone...
Do not use alibis and excuses,
To try to recapture 'those moments'.
People who say they do 'this' and 'that',
For their families...
With a doing that is not there for them,
As real as the feeling of pain has been?
Gets no smothering of attention...
For an instant replay of 'could ofs' and 'what ifs'.
They shouldn't.
With expectations?
That's just how it is with me.
And why I choose to live alone.
If there is no time for me...
When no time comes to stay for anyone?
There is no need trying to find it!
It's gone!
That's it.
Time doesn't sit listening to time tick...
Or tock from a clock!
It just does not!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Saint I Ain't
If there is anyone seeking,
Anything in my life to taint?
I'll be the first to say...
A saint I ain't!
There is too much to explore.
Too much to experience,
Than to choose it to be ignored.
I want to adventure my life!
And that freedom nature offers.
And I can well afford.
Why should I deny myself...
To please those with their noses in the air?
With their stiff necks.
And their tight high lifted derrières!
People like that...
Can remove their behinds of my track.
The path on which I place my steps...
May shock others to hold their breath.
In fact...
Many like that,
Are busy body pests!
You know the kind...
Those who find time,
To wine and dine their displeasures.
As they pour someone's tea!
And I don't mind at all...
Serving up a full pot of my own for starters.
I want it known...
I can be quite cordial.
Even in the midst,
Of my own possible degradation.
I like to sit...
And listen to this mix of gossip.
The 'seriousness' of it...
Is worth a hasty limited visit.
I choose to do the unexpected.
With God's blessings,
Of course.
If there is anyone seeking,
Anything in my life to taint?
I'll be the first to say...
A saint I ain't!
Or profess to know,
What my 'Creator' wishes.
Like some hypocrites...
Quick to quip from scriptures.
I keep my eye on folks like that!
They can become defensive...
When questioned about their lack of facts.
Nor do I choose to walk on water.
Today...
I probably could.
Much of it is too polluted anyway.
Like some people with minds...
With nothing else to do,
But define how others should be living their lives.
Like 'themselves'...
Who have been certified self righteous.
And gossip as they sit in church pews.
Discussing where the pastor's wife,
Purchased her brand new shoes.
A saint I ain't.
Especially after observing...
Those who make claims,
They are the elite of 'christianity'.
And you can find them anywhere.
Once they have been seen...
Like roosters with hens pecking,
On any scene they pronounce as qualified...
For their self indulgence.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Light of Weight
I am not here to hold anyone's hand.
Or to play mushy goody...
With those who have sensitivities,
I don't quite understand.
I've come to raise and enlighten my consciousness.
Not to play childish games with those,
Who like to dress up and masquerade...
Parading to be someone else they wish.
Or raise the minds of children...
To stay 'children' and be 'good'.
Any child of mine I want responsible.
I want to see them grow to become assets,
To any neighborhood.
Like mature adults should!
Today I observe,
So many trying their best to stay young!
And making excuses for what they do.
As they seek acceptance for it too.
With no desire to overcome...
Their stunning and numbing dumbness.
I see those selected to lead...
But only if they are liked!
And as a result of this...
No growth at all is in sight!
I see irresponsibility with disrespect accepted.
I see a total breakdown of humanity.
With none of this rejected!
As those of 'insight' despised and dejected.
I observe a pitifulness...
In my life I resist!
I am not going to put up with it!
Nor do I condone,
Those who do not make their feelings known.
I may be viewed a maverick...
One who is light on substance.
And perhaps light of weight.
But I appreciate my life...
Free of nonsense and those who are fake!
This is not the experience I wish to be served,
On my challenging and demanding plate!
And to those who see,
I have no appetite for these scenes?
Can call me light of weight.
And light on substance...
They may feed and satiate!
But don't get in my face to say it.
I am very capable to dish...
Anything I decide that is delivered,
I wish to dismiss!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tell Me When
When can I hold you, hold you, hold you in my arms
Tell me when
Tell me when
When can I love you, love you
The way I wanna do
Tell me when
Tell me when
Tell me when are you gonna
Show me that tomorrow is my day
Tell me when are you gonna
Hold me since tomorrow's far away
When can I hold you, hold you, hold you in my arms
Tell me when
Tell me when
This is a story
About you and me
Everything we did will
Stay in our memory
So along so last in the dark
And you will ever placed in my heart
When can I hold you
When can I love you
Kiss you I gotta live my love without you
Now is time to be telling you the truth
Girl my love is JUST FOR YOU!
Do it to me
Only one more time
Touch me hold me
Let your heart be mine
Take me back in time
Make me forget
Turn the world over
Never would it met
You said the words
That I love to hear
Here was star shining bright
When you are near
You all of my heart
We will never be apart
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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Hold Me
I've tried so many times 2 erase your memory from my mind
Yet, it doesn't ever last 4 long
I see your picture then I hear your voice
Our love must be stronger than before
Every time I see your eyes (Touch me)
Touch me (Hold me)
Every time I hear your voice (Touch me)
Hold me
Here I stand defenseless as I look into your eyes
There's nothing left 2 say or do
U fill my head with promises and all your pretty lies
Would it be so wrong 2 want U by my side?
Every time I see your eyes (Touch me)
Touch me (Hold me)
Every time I hear your voice (Touch me)
Touch me (Hold me)
I'm captured by my senses, lost in your reverie
Our love must be stronger than before
Every time I see your eyes (Touch me)
Oh, hold me, babe (Hold me)
Every time I hear your voice (Touch me)
Touch me (Hold me)
Every time I see your eyes (Touch me)
I wanna hold U, baby (Hold me)
(Hold me, touch me, kiss me all over)
Every time I hear your voice (Touch me)
Hold me, kiss me all over (Hold me)
Every time I see your eyes (Touch me)
Kiss me, baby (Hold me
song performed by by Prince
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False Ideals
Invented by the human mind
Not knowing what was real
What sort of god lets people die?
Yet still to him you kneel
Only hypocrites and sinners
Feel they have something to gain
And the old, torn and afflicted
Think that he can heal their pain
What is wrong, why can't these people see?
Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?
You will find you cannot face adversity
No more time, such insecurity
Born again your conscience clear
You give your life to him
Renounce those who are faithless
Contentment lies within
Worship what you cannot see
Small minds you can distort
Force fed with false ideals
Why believe what you are taught?
What is wrong, why can't these people see?
Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?
You will find you cannot face adversity
No more time, such insecurity
So book in hand you stand and preach
Telling us to repent
Something about a promised land
Or eternal torment
Could this be your vocation
Or another mistake
Just deny provocation
>From this nightmare you'll awake
What is wrong, why can't these people see?
Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?
You will find you cannot face adversity
No more time, such insecurity
song performed by by Xentrix
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False Ideals
Invented by the human mind
Not knowing what was real
What sort of god lets people die?
Yet still to him you kneel
Only hypocrites and sinners
Feel they have something to gain
And the old, torn and afflicted
Think that he can heal their pain
What is wrong, why can't these people see?
Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?
You will find you cannot face adversity
No more time, such insecurity
Born again your conscience clear
You give your life to him
Renounce those who are faithless
Contentment lies within
Worship what you cannot see
Small minds you can distort
Force fed with false ideals
Why believe what you are taught?
What is wrong, why can't these people see?
Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?
You will find you cannot face adversity
No more time, such insecurity
So book in hand you stand and preach
Telling us to repent
Something about a promised land
Or eternal torment
Could this be your vocation
Or another mistake
Just deny provocation
>From this nightmare you'll awake
What is wrong, why can't these people see?
Ask yourself is it truth or blasphemy?
You will find you cannot face adversity
No more time, such insecurity
song performed by by Xentrix
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Hold Me
If my hearts not too late for a piece of your time
Theres been so many days since your eyes looked at mine
In the dark of this room where the burnin has grown
You believe in your love when youre lost and alone
And life dont give no reasons when the love goes away
No answers for someone like you
Hold me hold me
Seems like we never get together anymore
Hold me hold me
Starry nights dont come enough
Thats what we came here for
Hold me
I will lay by your side
I can warm your cold nights
You can play in my dreams till Im out of your sight
In the morning my love couldnt change where you go
You were always my women
Its the one truth I know
So hold out when theres no chance for your love anyway
No diamond could shine close to you
Hold me hold me
Seems like we never get together anymore
Hold me hold me
Starry nights dont come enough
Thats what we came here for
Hold me
(repeat chorus and fade)
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Peace on Earth
Peace on earth not by chance,
Let faith love and charity
Spread the desire to melt the ethnic stance.
Hold hands together we are all the same,
Hold hands together we are all to blame.
You can feel it in the global heartbeat,
As you hold a babies hand
You can see it in a child’s eye,
As it reflects pure faith in its protected land.
You can see it in a dropp of rain
As it splashes on the growing grain.
Hold hands together you Muslims and Jews,
Hold hands together you Christians and Catholics.
All you Hutu’s and Tutsi, Sunni and Shiites,
Asian and African come on, come on,
Join the bands, hold your hands.
Don’t let the human’s race to destroy this place.
Hold hands together we are all the same
Peace on earth it can be done,
For our divine kingdom come.
Hold hands together we are all to blame,
Hold hands together as we are one,
Then thy will be done
By Christ, Mohammed, Budda and
The Rising Sun
Amen.
poem by Ken e Hall
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Children Power
Children power,
Children power,
Children power,
Children power.
Monkeys are jumping from tree to tree,
Whales are swimming from sea to sea,
Birds are flying from sky to sky,
People are seeing eye to eye.
Were all one.
Children power, (children power)
Children power, (children power)
Children power, (children power)
Children power. (children power)
Earth is turning evry day,
Rivers are flowing in every way.
Trees are growing day by day,
And people are loving in their own way.
Were all one.
Children power, (children power)
Children power, (children power)
Children power, (children power)
Children power, (children power)
Children power, (children power)
Children power, (children power)
Children power, (children power)
Children power. (children power)
Caring people, (caring people)
Loving people, (loving people)
Learning people, (learning people)
Growing people, were all one.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Sonnet: Our Children Is Our True Wealth
How nice to see one's children win applause?
What joy when children perform truly great?
How lovely seeing them live for a cause!
What thrill to see them get rewards till date.
The joy of parents is really more,
When children win a trophy, shield in race;
When people clap their hands and them adore;
And laughter, smiles adorn their weary face.
Yes, children are the apple of their eyes;
To see them well is parents' only aim;
So, parents slog all life to make them wise;
Their minds are filled with joy when they get fame.
Is there a better wealth than children's feat?
A plant is proud to bear its golden wheat.
poem by John Celes
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A sun shine to hold
Nothing should be told or whispered in haste
It will be sheer unwise or waste
Wait for opportune time and hold the taste
The beautiful smile will do the rest
I will really know the fate of desire
All the years I stood alone and admired
I had feared harsh words and insult
I know it will definitely yield the result
There was nothing to worry
Yet I had felt so sorry
I was unable to move with speed
It was desired and real need
I have strong desire to hold
I have enough strength and can act like bold
It has to stand the will power and show
We should hold the ground and go
It may prove one day
It will definitely show the way
We shall excel and emerge as couple
It will be seen by lots of people
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hold On Hold Out
Hold on hold out, keep a hold on strong
The moneys in and the bets are down
You wont hold out long
They say youll fall in no time at all
But you know theyre wrong
Known it all along
Hold on hold out, keep a hold on still
If you dont see what your love is worth
No one ever will
Youve done your time on the bottom line
And it aint no thrill
Theres got to be something more
Keep a hold on still
You know what it is youre waiting for
Now you just hold on
Hold on hold out, hold on
Give up your heart and you lose your way
Trusting another to feel that way
Give up your heart and you find yourself
Living for something in somebody else
Sometimes you wonder what happens to love
Sometimes the touch of a friend is enough
Hold a place for the human race
Keep it open wide
Give it time to fall or climb
But let the time decide
Sometimes you wonder whats in this for you
But you wait, and you see
cause its all you can do
Just to hold on
Hold on hold out, hold on
For the countless souls beaten by their goals
Keep a hold on now
And the ones betrayed by the deals they made
Keep a hold on
If you hold your ground itll turn around
Keep a hold somehow
Hold on hold out, keep a hold on tight
Tonights the night
Wake up and turn on the light
You fight, and youre right--
Its gonna take all your might...
Youre a hold out
Well Im a hold out too
But it took me all this time to figure out
Something you already knew
Will love be true? can it pull you through?
How long? how strong?
Somethings depend on you
See-- I always figured I was going to meet somebody here
And I dont know why
Why should love come down and suddenly just sweep me away
I want to fly
But there are so many things in my way
Anyway...
I guess you wouldnt know unless I told you
But...
I love you
Well just look at yourself--
What else would I do?
Hold on--
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Hypothetically Speaking, Of Course
The origin of this investigation...
Is to determine 'who' to hold accountable,
And pinpoint those responsible...
For the creation of a process,
That has been implemented.
Not to interrogate those who followed orders,
As instructed.
In other words...
'Initiators beware.
We are sniffing like hound dogs,
On your trail.'
Next question, please!
'Your Royal Majesty?
And I hope I do not offend.'
Good heavens, no!
Just consider me as someone who sits,
At the pinnacle of power...
After pulling myself up by my own boot straps.
And ready to kick some butt!
'OH! I see.
So you 'are' determined to put some folks behind bars? '
No!
We have all the bartenders we need.
Excuse the levity.
We 'are'...if you will, determined to drag a few behinds,
Across smoldering hot coals.
Humiliate them to no end.
And simply lock them up for the rest of their lives!
That's all.
'But isn't that going against what you said earlier...
Just a few weeks ago? '
Let me say this...
An enactment of incredible deception has taken place.
Now,
Does two enactments of incredible deception,
Make the initial act less tolerable?
I think not!
And besides...
I was still basking in the throes of a successful campaign.
After winning and exchanging gifts...
My advisors and I decided,
Enough of the BS.
We are going to go after those perpetrators...
Regardless of which part of Texas they reside!
'Why Texas?
Why not Oklahoma, Missouri or Wyoming? '
Hypothetically speaking, of course.
I could have easily mentioned a few names.
But your questions have left me 'bushed'.
Again...
A little levity.
No one has to tell the Attorney General what to do.
That is why this entire procedure,
Has been placed confidently in his hands!
No more questions.
I promised my children I'd build them a tree house.
And then I have speeches to make in Boise,
Paris, Hong Kong and Hartford before dinner.
And Michelle hates it if I am a second late!
Thank you for coming.
I'll spend just three hours signing autographs.
And that's it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Results Of Any Choices Made
I've never found it acceptable,
How grown people still use their childhoods...
To make continued excuses for themselves.
With the seeing of psychologists, psychiatrists...
And others designated to be certified,
To professionally analyze their minds.
With a trying to get them to realize and find,
That a being held accountable with a clarity...
For one's own decisions made,
Is no longer the responsibility of mommy and daddy.
However...
Mommy and daddy should have been arrested...
A long time ago,
For permitting such spoiled children...
Access to beliefs,
They were entitled to point blame on others.
With a dismissing of strict discipline,
To ensure those now thoughtless knew the difference.
Mommy and daddy could be 'sentenced' for not doing this.
BUT...
Regardless of what should have taken place?
The results of any choices made are clearly to be,
What they are as seen from what has been selected...
To represent the best of efforts allowed and condoned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ive Got To Get A Message To You
The preacher talked to me and he smiled,
Said, come and walk with me, come and walk one more mile.
Now for once in your life youre alone,
But you aint got a dime, theres no time for the phone.
Ive just got to get a message to you, hold on, hold on.
One more hour and my life will be through, hold on, hold on.
I told him Im in no hurry,
But if I broke her heart, wont you tell her Im sorry.
And for once in my life Im alone,
And Ive got to let her know just in time before I go.
Ive just go to get a message to you, hold on, hold on.
One more hour and my life will be through, hold on, hold on.
Well I laughed but that didnt hurt,
And its only her love that keeps me wearing this dirt.
Now Im crying but deep down inside,
Well I did it to him, now its my turn to die.
Ive just got to get a message to you, hold on, hold on.
One more hour and my life will be through, hold on, hold on.
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Do You Have A Little Time
If you're feeling low and lost today
Probably doing too much again
Spend all your hours just rushing around
Do You Have A Little Time for me?
Slow down my love you're confusing me
If your feeling stressed just try calling
Spend your time waiting for anyone to see
Do you have a little time for me?
You should stop for a while
You will find me standing by
Over here beside of your light
I will hold you still, remind you of all you've missed
If you have time that is
Why do you still run when you could walk with me
Life will pass you by when you move to quickly
What can you see when spinning around
Do you have a little time for me
You should stop for a while
You will find me standing by
Over here beside of your life
I will hold you still, remind you of all you've missed
If you have time that is...
If you let me listen, I'll make you feel clear
And if you let me love you, I'll always be there
You take this one step closer to me, You'll see
When you stop for a while, you will find me standing by
over here, here in your life
I will hold you still , remind you of all you've missed
If you have time that is, when you have time that is
song performed by by Dido
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