Justified Actions
Justified actions!
No matter who finds them offensive.
Or who they are against to offend.
Are done and expected to be condoned,
By any and everyone.
And that is the attitude,
By the doer that is shown.
Although physically grown...
A mentality is vacant.
And does not show a sign of respect,
Is near or will approach anytime soon.
Justified actions!
Even when videotape is supplied...
Folks become defensive,
And try to deny
What is seen by the eyes!
And expect to be...
And get,
Excused!
And some wonder why,
A harshness comes when describing them...
As fools!
However...
It seems to be an appropriate fit,
By those who have experienced...
The reality and not the romanticized version,
Of their ways and this existence!
Protected,
From scutiny...
And truth!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without a Smidgen of Maliciousness
Like most people in the same mindset,
A belief is indoctrinated within them...
That whatever they do and wherever they go,
Their actions and deeds are 'always' correct.
With ears closed and mouths open,
A narrow mentality from them you can expect.
But don't rush to pass judgement on them.
These folks are without a smidgen of maliciousness.
Like all trained pets...
Doing nothing more nor nothing less,
Than what a limited vision accepts.
This is the existence for them that is best.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Has Been Denied
One of the main reasons,
People don't know who they are...
Or can respect others to accept,
Is their approach to life.
And a valued place on false pretensions.
People have been made to believe,
And are convinced...
That reality is to be pretended,
And the more pretentious they are...
The more they reflect a 'version' of reality.
Blindly accepted.
And...
Those who are themselves,
And have lived reality...
From an experiencing of it,
Are perceived as being phony.
Although everything they have done...
Is based upon truth as it is,
And have attempted to deliver it.
But are criticized for being nonconformists.
One of the main reasons,
People don't know who they are...
Or can respect others to accept,
Is their approach to life.
One is taught how to live,
And how to act.
What beliefs to accept,
From those created...
And followed 'faithfully'.
And those who live not accepting,
Those beliefs to follow 'faithfully'...
Seem to live freer lives,
Without having lies to follow.
'Why is there so much conflict in the world.
Why are so many people unhappy? '
That's a good question.
And they are the ones who follow,
Taught beliefs.
Without seeking to live life,
To discover it on their own.
They follow and protest yet accept.
'But,
How can you say that? '
I've learned to stand back,
And observe that which has been denied.
My eyes have been open most of my life,
To see things as they are.
Not what I wish them to be.
With eyes open wide.
And apparently my 'version' has offered me,
A more peaceful co-existence.
And that for me is not phony at all.
I only have one face that I've shown.
Have you ever seen me wearing a mask?
To appease others doing it?
'No.'
You should take yours off.
You'll see exactly what I mean.
When you begin to experience life,
So many become offended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Actions Are Sentiments' Verity
Words are but mere lexicon, actions are sentiments' verity;
Where words may serve merely to confound, actions bring clarity;
Actions are the truth, to which words may only portend-
Actions make real, what was once only pretend.
Do not tell me, show me-then I will know;
Do not say you love me, allow the love you profess, to show!
Words tell a story of intentions, actions are their proof-
Do not express a desire for ardor, then remain aloof!
Would you believe I love you if I told you, or more if I show you! ?
After all we have been through, this proof is the least I owe you.
I utter no words before my actions are taken or readied-
I express no sentiment before my heart is inspired and steadied;
When I say 'I love you', it is affirmation of the actions I am willing to take;
When I say 'I love you', it is proof of the sacrifices I am willing to make!
poem by Maurice Harris
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Seen To Be Subdued
For what other reasons,
Would one be singled out to penalize...
For actions that have been legalized,
By those now feeling justified...
To apply their self righteousness?
Is it an arrogance they wish seen,
To be subdued?
Or is it they seek to embarrass themselves,
With a doing that is pursued.
But in the doing of this,
And with a consciousness...
They don't perceive themselves as fools.
'Are they absolutely crazy.'
Sssshhhh,
They are still debating it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Depression
Oh horid ways of emotions.
All actions tryed are of no use.
All actions acted are usless.
No matter the action its all in vain.
I cant go anywhere
Running is usless and of no point.
I cant go no where.
Even if the option were open.
Oh depression horrible depression
Hold me back ever more
Pin me down with the force of your grace.
Depression my one true friend.
A sad dark and lonely place.
Sit upon the walls.
Its so sad and vacant.
Vacant like my happy days.
Depression takes me
More and more each day.
Feeding on my sadness.
This is an everelasting scar
A scar not to heal
A scar not to mend.
It will bring me to my end
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Be Cautious When Treating People With Respect
Be cautious when treating people with respect,
Especially those that are not accustomed to it.
They begin to expect,
Anything they do to be acceptable.
Being direct and factual...
When and if pointing out a shown irresponsibility,
Upsets their track record of being negligent.
And your outspoken candor,
Can and will offend them to no end.
You will be the first one they accuse,
Of abusing their insecurities...
Others ignore,
But choose to talk about this and them...
Behind their backs.
And whether this is known or not...
Those actions of others are preferred,
To keep their egos intact!
And you may be the first to express...
You will have none of that!
Never stop respecting,
But choose not to be a welcome mat!
And everyone knows what they are used for!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Exposed
With an obvious uncaring done,
Their recent tactics shown to everyone...
Has lost them much respect.
With a designation of them as a people,
Deserving of their lowlife status.
What is there left about them,
That can be admired?
Their selfishness described has been exposed.
What is there left about them,
Is aspiring with a wish to achieve?
Their status to show themselves,
Willing to allow to see others suffer and bleed?
With an obvious uncaring done,
Their recent tactics shown to everyone...
Has lost them much respect.
With a designation of them as a people,
Deserving of their lowlife status.
No matter how much class,
They can squeeze from a plastic existence.
They will choose to be ruthless in any situation.
And this has proven to be a testimony of their reality.
Opened to review as it is since it is no longer concealed.
These folks are petty thieves in leadership positions.
These folks are thieves and that has been revealed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Men like Hitler and Stalin and their immediate lieutenants cannot plead in defence of their actions that these were justified by the accepted values of that time.
quote by Douglas Hurd
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Religion is doing; a man does not merely think his religion or feel it, he lives his religion as much as he is able, otherwise it is not religion but fantasy or philosophy. Whether he likes it or not he shows his attitude towards religion by his actions and he can show his attitude only by his actions.
quote by G.I. Gurdjieff
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Too Time Consuming
Drop your expectations,
That I have come here to protect against insults
And other offensive verbal assaults.
Comments that offend,
Are not isolated to those addicted to them.
And anyone blessed...
With determination,
Does not rest.
And knows how obnoxious some folks can get.
But that does not impede...
One obsessed with the success of progress.
Insults seem to feed their ambitions!
And to get folks like this angered until they 'hiss'...
Is a regretful stinging given,
No one quickly forgets to easily dismiss.
So...
Drop your expectations
That I have come here to protect against insults
And other offensive verbal assaults.
I am hoping to maintain my focus.
And not be made to address issues and other notions.
They are too time consuming to brood with an attitude.
And attitude with mood...
I can give!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From the Watchful Eyes of God
My advice?
I am not one to give it.
Since it is not my expertise.
But I will offer a suggestion,
I hope you do not question!
Since it is my observation.
Anyone making decisions to select someone,
To become prey of slander being done.
With character assassinations...
To defame with false accusations.
Hoping to impede worthy deeds,
With an unconscious evilness that succeeds.
Should evaluate the depth and permanence,
Of the circumstances...
Once implemented they can not circumvent,
With calls of forgiveness a regretful mind...
In time,
Will not let one forget!
Some folks will pretend,
Such actions against them does not offend.
However...
Those who are victimized,
Are never far away...
From the watchful eyes of God!
And He, She or It will not legitimize these actions,
By ignoring them as innocent fits of fancy.
No matter how deep a deceit of cloaking goes!
Something will be done,
To affect the lives of those who choose darkness
To impose...
Such sinister actions dressed,
Masquerading in pious clothes.
Disguised as sheep...
Baring fangs of demons to wolf,
Under choral robes!
Their souls are not veiled at all!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Respect
If we can not respect another
How can we expect them to respect us
If we can not respect someone’s beliefs
How can we expect them to respect ours
If we can not respect another’s race
How can we expect that race to respect us
If we can not respect others
How can we expect respect in return
Everyone expects respect
No matter who they are
The only way to gain it
Is to start treating everyone
As a friend, a brother, a sister
As part of our extended family
No matter what colour or creed they are
Only then you will start to get
The respect you so dearly crave
poem by David Harris
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Over The Top And Unneccesary
Let's face it!
We live to know some animosities felt.
It is an experience of living a life,
Teased by a variety of choices...
From which to pick and choose.
And some adapt to adjust.
While others can not seem to stop.
Many dissatisfied,
And craving just to feed a need to greed...
Will always feel themselves to be entitled,
To what others have.
No matter what they've got.
Even if their actions to get it...
Are over the top and unneccesary.
Let's face it!
We live to know some animosities felt.
And those who carry their immaturities,
To the heights of extreme...
Will always feel they are justified,
To satisfy their spoiled ways.
Even if this means demeaning the lives of others.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Dreadful Thing Upon Which Truth Depends
Those 'F' and 'N' words offend.
So do the 'B's and 'C's.
And the more explicit the 'M' with 'F' is used...
By children freely using them together,
In schools or 'wherever'...
To describe their teachers.
Or anyone regarded as fool seeking them to learn.
Lives are taking a ride on the downside quick.
And the boys who use the 'B's literally to breed,
Treat their actions as if a sporting event.
With a wishing they succeed.
And do.
To proclaim the fathering of a dropping of seed.
As if to score points on fields of play.
Hypocrisy reigns supreme all over the place...
To admonish a lack of accountability.
But responsible leadership...
Requires a respect and discipline to be imposed.
And neither one of those are approached as if...
All that is hoped for and wished depends on it.
Because...
Too many are concerned with being politically correct.
And more are willing to censor a maturity that accepts!
And yet...
It is with immaturity delusions are kept.
To strengthen dumbed down minds in the belief...
They are entitled to remain fantasized as if at a feast.
And isolated to ignore its existence,
Is an honest approach to an accepting of reality.
Yep!
That dreadful thing upon which truth depends.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Now That It Is Shown
Whatever it is you thought it was...
Isn't.
Nor had it been.
Although you were convinced...
It would never end.
And now that it is shown,
What you believed was known...
Has gone.
You want to know what is going on.
Reality as it should be!
Had not been introduced.
Not like it is now...
For all to see.
And many are in denial...
That 'this' reality,
Is not what they expected...
To leave such an effective,
Truthfulness!
And those nourished on complete fantasy...
Believe 'reality' should be encouraged,
To approach them!
As a means to allow its acceptance!
And sickened by an exclusivity nonexistent.
'Why are they here dressed in tuxedos and furs? '
They wish to show themselves as the chosen.
And have come to impress the unconscious.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Clear Karmic Debt
Some people use the phrase Born Again
to justify their actions
before their mean action begins.
They can justify actions like never before
but their mean actions can't be ignored.
For every action there is karma at stake
you will experience the same experience
likewise which you did create.
Everyone is accountable for their actions
no matter how small—
if you transgressed and hurt another
send them blessing least of all.
Or say your "Sorry" and give them a hug
it doesn't matter if you are not a thug.
So clear your karmic debt—
rethink through your actions
to live with no future regrets.
Written by Christina Sunrise on July 14,2012
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Having The Nerve to Excuse Thoughtlessness
When something treasured is given.
And it is disrespected and given back...
Do not expect warm greetings to flow,
From the one who felt slighted by that!
Children, perhaps...
Can be excused for this lapse.
However,
Those who wear grown up clothes,
Are 'suppose' to use far more tact!
And when they don't...
They are the first to pretend,
They don't know 'why' or 'what'
Has happened to them.
Proving by their actions...
They are as self centered as children.
Getting what they deserve.
And having the nerve to excuse thoughtlessness.
One mature would not accept this to dismiss.
Being an adult can be a painful process...
Especially when the playground,
Has been abandoned...
By those no longer seeking,
Childish games at recess!
There is a seriousness of life that develops...
That one should achieve to aspire and expect!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Get What It Was to Do Done
It has been a long time since I had been a child.
Such a long time,
Those actions I did then...
Were tolerated and condoned by someone else,
Who I respected as an adult and it reflected.
Whether or not I accepted.
And from those who taught me,
The difference as I grew.
I knew when I matured...
So few did that too.
And while they now make excuses,
For everything that they do...
Or not.
Expecting to be dismissed...
Like children throwing tantrums,
And spoiled fits.
Upon others they drop.
To do flip flops...
With something childish,
They can not stop!
I wont put up with it!
No matter how 'old'...
These ageless 'kids' may get!
I'm not going to put up with none of that one bit.
I have learned to be accountable.
And responsibility for my actions...
I take.
I have learned to embrace,
Take hold and move on!
No matter who around me,
May hide or deny...
Any action I may make.
With a mind that is awake.
I might undo it.
But...
Whatever that decision is,
It is done by me to say...
'Something'
I had to do to get what it was to do done!
Whether those of childish minds are left stunned.
To get from point A to B does not require a Phd!
Or a pail and shovel to collect sand.
I have been taught not to be afraid to take a stand!
And...
Get it over to get over it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Will Anyone Understand the History of This?
If something has been intentionally diminished,
From its original significance...
Can it be reintroduced,
To be given its proper respect?
Will it be accepted?
Will a discovery of this then be protected?
If this is done...
Will those affected forgive and forget?
And if this has been done to someone sincere...
Should they carry a bitterness to be shown?
Should they be accused of having 'attitude'
And keep that as a defense...
To project to anyone approaching close.
Or wishes again to appear and come near?
Will anyone understand the history of this?
Or will something they did not start...
Be clearly understood and dismissed?
Like calling someone the 'N' word...
To later discover,
They have influence with Kings and Queens.
Barons who control resources....they know!
And other folks like this,
They don't brag about or show.
Should someone who has been reduced...
Excuse the ignorance that appears?
Or should they realize the environment that is?
To keep a peace of mind with them...
Knowing foolish nonsense like this is praised.
And where they are for the moment...
Is a place where the folks,
Have been raised to be crazed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Peacocking To Flock Together
There is no apologizing that can be made to me,
For a publizing of my address...
In the heat of one's ignorance later confessed,
And I'm kept a prisoner...
By someone's rush to stupidity expressed.
People are quick to ignite their own storms.
To later admit they were thick-headed and impatient,
And expect a forgiveness for their foolishness...
At someone else's expense they must adorn.
There is no apologizing that can be made to me,
For a publizing of my address...
In the heat of one's ignorance later confessed.
That's capitalized B.S.
Underlined and followed by defined exclamation.
Everyday people step through fields of manure,
Seeking to blame someone for their actions.
With a seeking 'not' to self examine,
The lure of their own temptating ignorance...
Handed down from one generation to the next to ensure.
Everyday people show they can strip respect away.
With a doing of their own as if protected to condone.
No matter what they do to each other shown,
With a peacocking to flock together like misguided birds...
Bearing the same false feathers to flutter as heard.
'What about us? '
~What about it?
We only collectively gather together,
To express our own unified distrust...
We can not seem to elimiate from ourselves,
Or each other. What about 'us'...is there such a thing? ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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