Keeping the Mind And Body Healthy
I remember once being driven with interest,
To several aspects of the performing arts.
With a desire to learn everything I could...
About acting, movement, directing, playwriting,
Music, singing and vocal delivery.
And over the years,
I've spent thousands of dollars...
To have pictures taken, traveling back and forth,
To auditions with minor success.
And doing what was necessary to feed and shelter myself.
I discovered early and quick...
The business of a performer,
Is far from glamorous!
Having delicious fantasies...
Do not forever stimulate.
I knew folks who were so in love what they did,
They chose to live in the streets!
And to this very day I thank God,
For enjoying the love I have for food to eat.
And having a place to sleep.
Reality and not delusion kept me fed.
And when I listen to others criticize those,
For what they have chosene to do on stages...
Or how it is they perform by just watching TV,
I am quick to express my anger by this.
Since I know...
For a fact,
Their lazy as...'pirations'...
Could not handle it!
It is not a breeze to make something look easy.
No!
And those that write,
Prolificly day in and until night?
No one who hasn't done it,
Would have a clue as to what that is like.
'Are you 'still' at it? '
~Yes.
What day is this?
And what time is it? ~
Although there are those who embellish their lives,
With such ease as to be believed...
Without a disciplined criteria in sight.
Listening to them exaggerate their experiences,
Often makes me sick of it.
And those who accept the act of plagarism?
I would only show them my fist!
I know inside their minds there is not a hint of integrity.
Since it takes years to muster up the courage...
To have publicized something one writes,
For fear others will tear it apart...
And say about it what they please.
But over the years one heals from this
I remember once being driven with interest,
To several aspects of the performing arts.
And those craving inside me will forever stay.
But I have learned as I've aged...
Notoriety without encouraged nourishment,
Will eliminate a fire...
That rages in one's heart.
IF one does not think,
Of keeping the mind and body healthy first!
Thirsting from a distance,
I have ove rrehearsed.
I've learned those lessons,
The hard way!
The only oasis I have to mirage of late,
Is a kept peace of mind I have enjoyed to insatiate.
*Mister Pertillar?
Excuse me...
MISTER PERTILLAR? *
# Yes. Yes. Yes?
Oh, I'm sorry...
My mind drifted off.#
*Are you 'sure' you want to order,
Another Ceasar's salad with smoked oysters.*
#Am I 'sure' of it?
You want me to help you make it? #
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Pictures Still Say What Words Can Not
I have no wish like others,
To feel and relive miseries.
There is nothing about sorrow,
That has an interest for me.
Some folks share their grief,
And can not leave these moments alone.
Folks like these I choose not to be around.
Nor are they invited near or inside my home.
I've had my days of weeping tears.
And for years they would not stop.
My heart has pounded in my chest...
Feeling I would pass out or dead I would drop!
But faith so strong I kept inside of me.
Even when those I thought were close...
Chose to leave me alone.
There was a message from God I learned from that.
When people think one is down and out...
They will make their true identities known!
And just how much time,
If any...
They have,
To make their feelings shown.
When one is flat on their back...
Folks can show where they are coming from.
With no need to express where they are at!
Or vocalize what they wish others to believe.
Pictures still say what words can not!
And some words unheard,
Can be the best one unseen can leave!
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Remember This
Stop blaming those effects,
You did not expect to affect you life...
In the way they have,
On me or others to depress.
You picked and chose,
With a careful selection...
Every aspect,
In full consciousness.
You are the receiver of your beliefs.
Whether you accept that or not.
And apparently those decisions,
You alone made without initial regret...
Have come to stare you in the face.
And this makes you upset.
Why?
Remember this...
You did tell me to mind my own business!
So do not accuse me 'now'...
Of having no empthy towards you to show.
OR none coming from me to you to express.
Remember this...
You did tell me to mind my own business!
And if I had not...
That would have led to an argument,
You would have kept to never forgive or forget!
Remember this...
You did tell me to mind my own business!
And doing that,
I have learned what is best to protect...
With a peace that has welcomed my happiness.
Remember this...
I have given to you 'exactly' what you wished!
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When Time Has Played a Factor In Obtaining Knowledge
I've been forced to deal with 'aspects' of reality,
Most of my life.
And most of my life,
Never did I have wishes to flaunt a notoriety.
Or a skill I've obtained.
IF I was blessed or cursed to achieve it.
My folks had a 'thing' about being down to Earth.
I've never rehearsed what I've had to say to anyone.
Unless a 'character' I created while acting from a script...
Was prepared to light fire to a stage.
And I enunciated using every bit of tongue and lips.
With a throwing of my voice.
If I had to!
I've been trained in all of this!
And I was there to mesmerize!
Ready with emotions emoted under spotlight.
Not holding back one bit with a riveting performance.
Worthy of the attention given.
I learned early in life to know the difference,
Between 'acting' and being free of disguise.
Unfortunately,
Those who are not disciplined to know the 'art'
Of this skill...
Perceive it quite easy to steal scenes,
From a professional...
Who makes that look simple enough to do!
Oh no!
This is much more than a Halloween trick,
For untreated fools.
When time has played a factor in obtaining knowledge,
Identity 'and' confidence...
This,
Has to be shown to avoid further misunderstandings.
And these moments occur when others become upset...
Realizing I am the one directing them to the exit!
Exposing this ability to some for the first time.
And surprising a few,
Who had not witnessed this from their point of view before.
Just how qualified I am at what I do.
And how best to get it done to avoid any waste of movement.
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More Appreciative Of Others
I learned at an early age,
After graduating from high school...
And standing in a uniform,
During those Viet Nam warring days.
There is quite a difference between,
Holding back emotions...
And becoming emotional with rage.
As a soldier I learned patience.
But unafraid dropp a tear.
Many people with issues,
Like to express them quick...
To make them clear!
And as time passes while I age,
I've learned to control 'some' things I say.
And so grateful I am to write with interest,
Those things most believe,
Comes from a weakness expressed.
Not many realize the strength it takes,
To admit one's faults and mistakes they've made.
And I appreciate those who have experienced this.
Since this shows,
What so many living miss!
I learned at an early age,
After graduating from high school...
And standing in a uniform,
During those Viet Nam warring days.
There is quite a difference between,
Holding back emotions...
And becoming emotional with rage.
It seems those who have lived,
To reflect upon their veteraned lives...
Are more appreciative of others.
And less opinionated like some,
Who feel they have rights,
To criticize and despise...
How people live and survive!
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Result of Your Creation
You don't care where it comes from.
Nor does a hint or clue,
Interest you.
Although it has come to confront...
You rather grunt in irritation.
Nothing about its appearance,
Stirs within you a contemplation to explore...
The origin.
You rather ignore it.
Just like everything you do that is done.
Everyone has begun to notice the crumbling...
Coming to do what has to be done that stuns,
But you!
You don't care where it comes from.
Nor do you wish to know,
It is what you reflect and your neglect
Has left it to grow!
To bring some to weep and many to sow.
Whether or not you accept it to harvest...
Does not affect the effectiveness of the trap.
And the setting of it,
Accepted or not is too damaging for you to take back!
Turn your head on that if you will.
But it is still a result of your creation!
A devastation of a planted ignorance...
You believed would bloom into fruit you would eat!
Like quick sales of stolen goods on urban streets!
Your mindlessness comes back to defeat you!
You don't care where it comes from.
Nor does a hint or clue,
Interest you.
Either you are too blind...
Or being ignorant is a desire you wish,
With a hope others will find in time!
And that time is not too far from your behind.
Unfortunately...
It is your mind that has come to find these times appealing!
With every denial you bring.
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How We Learned Our Lessons
Through the living of their lives...
That's how we learned our lessons.
Through the observation of their sacrifices...
That's how we learned our lessons.
And we understood each one of them.
With our minds, eyes and ears opened.
Through the living of their lives...
That's how we learned our lessons.
Through the acceptance and loving ourselves.
That's how we learned our lessons.
Through the giving of respect,
We ourselves sometimes did not get!
That's how we learned our lessons.
And even though our steps made forward...
Were made to believe by others as limited.
And sometimes we wept and knew this was negative.
It was through the acceptance of who we were,
And loving ourselves.
That's how we learned our lessons.
And the parents we loved and had,
Did not brag about their college degrees!
Or 'things' with them we could buy to achieve...
To succeed in the repossessing of our minds,
Some permit an entry for this to be done!
They were with us all the time,
Telling us we could accomplish anything!
And could prove that too to ourselves and anyone.
'Whatever' it was we chose in our lives to do.
And working hard we did...
To pursue.
Through the living of their lives...
That's how we learned our lessons.
Through the observation of their sacrifices...
That's how we learned our lessons.
Dedicated to:
Andrea ('Mimmie') , Tammy and Lisa
My sisters.
'Love you for your 'gifts' given...
Edna Pearl Roberts Prudhomme Pertillar
And Lawrence Pertillar, Sr.'
Our Parents.
~lsp~
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Forever
I'll be loving you forever
Deep inside my heart you'll leave me never
Even if you took my heart
And tore it apart
I would love you still forever
You are the sun
You are my light
And you're that last thing on my mind
Before I go to sleep at night
You're always around
When I'm in need
When trouble's on my mind
You put my soul at ease
There is no-one in this world
Who can love me like you do
That is the reason that I
Want to spend forever with you
Chorus
We've had our fun
And we've made mistakes
But who'd have guessed along that road
We'd learn to give and take
There's so much more
Than I could've dreamed
'Cause you make loving you
So easy for me
There is no-one in this world
Who can love me like you do
That is the reason that I
Want to spend forever with you
Chorus
And girl I pray you'll leave me never
'Cause this the world
Where lovers often go astray
But if we love each other
We won't go that way
So out your doubts aside
Do what it takes to make it right
I love you forever
No-one can tear us apart
Chorus to fade
song performed by by Westlife from Swear It Again EP
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Driven By Delusion
Driven by delusion?
Where did you get that conclusion?
We heard that and chose it to ignore.
Since we know how we arrived.
And persistence did it.
Most times with the pedal pushed to the floor.
With a confidence to approach,
And knock on many doors.
Driven by delusion?
Delusion might have taken the credit.
But we did not sit in stifled reminiscing!
With champagne sipping on caviar dreams!
Are you kidding?
Not one of us tried to find that time.
If you knew how precious to us time means?
Driven by delusion?
We do admit there had been some wishes.
But all of us are aware of this...
A good work ethic could not be dismissed.
And delusion came along for the ride.
Delusion had nothing to do with our drive!
Not a thing to do with this...
Not one bit!
And,
Let me say this...
'IF' you believe any of this was driven by delusion,
You obviously have been fantasized by 'bling'
And not by substance.
Since substance requires one to take control,
With an experience to be behind the wheel!
And none of us has acquired a taste for substitutes.
To waste and use as an excuse.
Choosing to lead.
And not be the ones who followed.
'And,
Just 'who' are the 'we' you refer to? '
Oh...
Apologies!
I always refer to myself in third person!
Especially if the task 'appears' to be more than I can handle!
With 'that' on my mind.
And so far...
I've underestimated myself too often.
But 'never' my abilities!
You have no idea,
How they seem to have a mind of their own!
'I'm learning not to take anything for granted!
Not a single thing.'
Why are you backing away from me like that?
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An Exchanging Of Footsteps
Could it still be a possibility,
That one's life lived exclusively...
Running away from responsibility,
Can learn after many years spent...
Ignoring the benefits obtained,
In acquiring skills in arithmetic.
Or the process it takes to comprehend,
What has been read to broaden a limitation...
Accepted in one's head instead,
To begin to attach those pieces that fit.
And they eventually could sit patiently,
With a doing of this?
Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!
Many dismissing the discipline it takes,
To quietly absorb a practice in listening...
Actually wait until it's too late,
To find someone desiring to teach an adult...
To undo those childish stunts in a mind done.
Even children in their fifties can learn!
Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!
A willingness to waste another's time,
Is okay.
Until it has become decided,
Someone's seriousness is ready to be displayed.
And...
Is reason enough to give away,
Those experiences acquired by someone else.
And we all can participate in the joys of life.
Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!
There are people all over the place,
Willing to sacrifice their time, minds and efforts...
With their experiences suffered alone to condone,
In an exchanging of footsteps!
All it takes...
Is just for 'one' of us to let this be known.
Let us not be quick,
To lift with a raising up of our right eyebrows!
Let us, you and me...and Mother Love,
Just for a few moments abandon realities!
And...
Use our minds to perceive of this,
Idealistically.
'Yep!
Didn't I tell you?
They were doing much more,
Than the changing of test scores...
In the teacher's lounge.'
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The Beauty of My Reality
Keep in mind...
When you decide it is time,
To critique my 'disposition'.
None of the scars I have,
Did you earned.
Keep that in mind!
And remember this...
It took me years to perfect,
The art of being offensive.
And knowing who to direct it to!
Long before you arrived...
I saw those adorn their charades,
To masquerade in disguise.
You...
On the other hand,
Wouldn't understand...
The roots of my embitterness.
Your pains came from TV watching.
With that as an association.
To channel switch or stop with blocking.
You can if you wish dismiss my experiences.
To delude them with your fantasies kept!
But my steps no one has sacrificed to make.
They wouldn't know how they are placed.
Or what it takes to make them.
And that is the beauty of my reality.
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Its Not The Way
We used to south of paradise
That was ok until you put your heart on ice
Walked out the door but you couldnt say goodbye
Hide away and left me lonely
When I asked you why
You wouldnt be precise
Now its my turn, start taking my advice
Its not the way that you love me
Its not the way that you care
Running down long back alleys
Pouting like a spoiled child
Youve been acting so crazy, driving me wild
Your heart is like an elevator
You tell me thats just human nature
Ive done all I can, I cant seem to change you
Its not the way that you love me
Its not the way that you care
Oh no, its not the way
Oh no, its not the way
Listen mister to what I say
Oh no, its not the way
Your love is like a nasty habit
I finally got control but I just cant take it
I tried to be cool but I just cant make it
Your heart is like an elevator
You tell me that its just human nature
Ive done all I can, but just cant change you
Oh no, its not the way
Oh no, its not the way
Listen mister to what I say
Oh no, its not the way
Oh no, its not the way
Listen mister to what I say
Oh no, its not the way
Love is tough, love is tender
Love will make your heart surrender
Love is sweet, love is kind
Love will always blow your mind
Its not the way that you love me
Its not the way that you care
Oh no, its not the way
Oh no, its not the way
Listen mister to what I say
Oh no, its not the way
Oh no, its not the way
Listen mister to what I say
Oh no, its not the way
Oh no, its not the way
Listen mister to what I say
Oh no, its not the way
Oh no, its not the way
Listen mister to what I say...
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Open Minds, Eyes, Ears and 'Dialogue
Making attempts,
To reach back for times...
That should have long been lived,
And put into existence THEN...
Will not do a thing for you 'now'.
And you were told that,
When those times then...
Were behind the times!
Just like a season or a holiday missed,
That has gone...
Think of your mind like that.
Something once here...
But now has gone.
Remember when you were teaching me,
And others a lesson by ignoring our suggestions?
Remember you made it a point to tell your friends,
You wish I'd learned how to mind my business...
And live my life,
Since you knew more about yours?
Well...
You should have seen these days,
We now live.
You and others like you...
Are the only ones asking, 'What is happening? '
Open minds, eyes, ears and 'dialogue'...
Should have revealed that to you!
And you were right...
I have learned to mind my own business.
As The World Turns,
I have One Life To Live...
To remain Bold and Beautiful.
And no more will I be giving my time,
To those who are Young and Restless...
In their minds.
I am not living for that kind of drama!
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Out Of My Mind (live)
Atlanta, Georgia, 4/2/94) ("Not For You" B-side)
Out of my mind, yeah... (2x)
All of the time, yeah...
Wish you could help me mister
Wish you could lift me up
Wish you could pack my parachute mister
Wish you could pull me up
Oh, the winds of change, I'm stuck beneath the rain...
Oh, I wish you could help me up, yeah...
Out of my mind...
Out of my mind, yeah...
Oh, once inside, I'm out of my mind...out...
Out of my mind...
Out of my mind, yeah...
Oh, once inside, I'm out of my mind...
Wish you could help me, give me a pill
A-just a little drink that I could swill
A little something, anything, anything, I'll try all...
I ain't got nowhere to go from here
I'm just about this far from drowning in my very own tears
Out of my mind, yeah...
Out of my mind...
Oh, once inside, I'm out of my mind, yeah...
Out of my mind, yeah...
Out of my mind...
I don't feel so hot...
Out of my mind...
Where do I go? Where do I stay?
I got no place to lay in the hay
Where do I go to soothe my head?
Guess I'll turn on music instead
Where do I see? Where do I shine?
No one wants to take my mind...
Where do I go? How do I feel?
Guess I'll waste away in here
Out of my mind... (11x)
Out of my mind every single time
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Is That Outlook More Positive For You?
'I had no clue this was going on.'
It has.
But you have not expressed an interest.
'What can I do to become more involved? '
In what?
The chaos?
The divisions that present themselves,
All over the place?
The teaching of the disrespectful children?
And their parents who have enabled their behavior?
Or do you want to make speeches...
To those pretending to listen,
But have learned the tecnique od falling to sleep...
Unnoticed.
'I see you still have a negative outlook on things? '
Isn't that odd?
You said that to me years ago.
And here on this very day,
You have expressed a desire to get involved.
Okay!
Let's call what you see...
An observation of a lacking of community outreach.
With a unity guaranteed to destroy a thinking mind.
Is that outlook more positive for you?
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Visitor
Honestly?
You asked for my opinion,
And here it is for free!
Anyone can say what they want.
And process what they want to share.
I've learned over the years,
To keep my business to myself...
And not let my business become 'theirs'.
Folks who have a different reality,
That's fine...
It may not be mine.
Wherever their minds are,
That's on them...
I keep my mind away!
I'm not going to stay around anyone,
Making attempts to be accepted...
By choosing right words to say!
I enjoy my life and where it is right now.
And that was a long time coming.
I take my time listening to the birds...
And sometimes with them I'm humming!
I appreciate the little things,
And observe again what was passed by!
When I talk to someone in conversation...
I look them in the eyes.
I don't disrespect anyone with neglect,
By looking away or up to the sky!
That kind of treatment is worse than telling a lie!
And from those kinds of people...
I do my best to hide!
I've learned to have fun,
And sometimes by myself.
I don't have to be in a crowd of folks...
To feel important or laugh at bad jokes.
And honesty comes first with me.
Someone who doesn't give it is instantly dismissed!
I don't waste my time with pretense or self indulgence.
Or kiss up to anyone to be part of someone's clique!
And if I show myself in disguise,
Wearing a mask that does not fit!
I want it known,
I am either not feeling well...
Or around those that are making me sick!
And...
That's not a habit I would normally condone.
That is why affairs like these I'd rather leave alone!
'Oh?
So I take it you are a visitor,
And not from around this area?
I must get back to mingling with my friends.
Thank you for your observations!
You never know...
We might meet again! '
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Determined And Disciplined
I had been once told,
My advice given to those...
Wanting careers in the performing arts,
Was a bit too frightening, bleak and stark.
And would scare them away from the field.
Well,
My attitude about that is this...
If it is something desired one wishes,
They will find a way to do it regardless...
Of the opposition,
Seeking to diminish a mind determined and disciplined.
And those skating through creative professions,
Seeking the ease by which to pursue a dream...
Can do that to realize the heights of mediocrity.
However...
A greatness achieved takes a lot of hard work.
And very little sleep to give it life to breathe.
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Others May Mistake A Duck
I remember being defined,
By...
How I spoke with a wish to be understood.
Pronunciating words with a clarity.
And spoken in the way they were spelled,
As they were meant to be.
I was not the one to accept mediocrity.
I remember being judge by the way I looked.
Where I lived and the interest in others I took.
And what I had to present and didn't.
I was 'out-of-it' to many.
And this was said to me as if to restrict.
I remember putting a stamp on my identity.
And the acceptance of this,
Had been rejected by others who could not then see.
In fact...others would approach me,
As if I had commited treason.
Or had an incurable disease.
People can be cruel when making their assessments.
As if those selected needed to be taught a few lessons.
Today with integrity and my identity intact,
I do not declare my 'Blackness'.
I've always been proud of that.
What is obvious to me needs no announcing of fact.
Or do I oppose those with a host of opinions,
To appear more bold to the ones opposing my goals.
Finished or not they will never be diminished.
I have learned not to pay naysayers any attention.
Or give them time to stretch the limits of their minds.
If others may mistake a duck in wasted debates,
To argue what they see is a parakeet...
Or something else to be caged.
They will have those same issues forever on display.
Regardless how outdated their manifestations,
With them stay.
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Still Around
Do you remember what you said to me the day I met you
Like yesterday I still can hear your voice, you promised to be
Still in my life no matter what you had to do to be there
Well, it's been a while and here we are lookin' back on times that we shared
I still imagine us being young and so in love
Never apart, you were my heart
Seems like it's always just been us
Chorus:
I remember we were in the park
Holding hands and you said to me
I'm the only thing you need
And I would make your life complete
If I said I'd be your girl
You would stay with me forever
Boy, you never let me down
Through it all you're still around
Still around (yeah)
I still believe in all the things you said to me in those days
You gave me love and kept your word with every promise you made
I sing your favorite song inside my head when you're not with me
Until you come back home and take me in your arms and hold me
I can imagine us being old and still in love
Never apart, you are my heart
Makes me smile, we're still in love
I remember we were in the park
Holding hands and you said to me
I'm the only thing you need
And I would make your life complete
If I said I'd be your girl
You would stay with me forever
Boy, you never let me down
Through it all you're still around
Looking back through all the years
(Man speaking):
Heh
You remember the first time I went to your house
And your father looked at me like I had three heads
(And I will never forget the day)
Heh
We were so in love
(Looking back through all the years)
You were so beautiful and so young
(And I will never forget the day you came into my life and what you said to me)
I can't believe you're still mine
That's crazy
I love you
I remember we were in the park (we were in the park)
Holding hands and you said to me (holding hands)
I'm the only thing you need
And I would make your life complete (and I would your life complete)
If I said I'd be your girl
You would stay with me forever (I'm still your girl)
Boy, you never let me down
Through it all you're still around (I'll never let you down, my baby)
I remember we were in the park
Holding hands and you said to me
I'm the only thing you need
And I would make your life complete
If I said I'd be your girl (said I'd be your girl and)
You would stay with me forever
Boy, you never let me down
Through it all you're still around
Still around (yeah)
song performed by by Jennifer Lopez
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Quick To Be Thoughtless
People who believe themselves to be influential,
And dismiss the activities of others quick.
Assuming what has been done,
Will not affect where they sit...
Or come not to experience the wrath of one,
Victimized by their wickedness...
Only need one time to be shown,
Who's boot fits the foot that kicks them out the door.
Just one time does it take,
To clarify this kind of mind with an introduction to reality.
And to their surprise,
The one who does this...
Was the first to have offered a welcoming,
With a warm assistance given.
But...
Who knew that the one self obsessed,
Would perceive the one expressing hospitality...
To be the one picked as dispensable?
You know...
Someone believed trying to impress.
And someone who one best is thought...
Can be done without.
So disturbing are the minds of those who are...
Quick to be thoughtless and fast to raise a nose.
And...
Too late,
Come the lessons for some to learn...
Like those who believed they are chosen,
When applying a respect that should not be selective.
And they 'assume' someone near,
Can do without a bit of political correctness.
Based upon their 'perspective'.
And undenied and unstoppable 'arrogantness'.
'Excuse me,
Your Highassness...
I don't believe we've met.
But if you expect to stay around here...
Your way of doing things,
Will not be done around me.
Is that clear?
I am not so charitable when offended.
Or dismissed by stupidity.
But I do love the process of giving warnings.
Some I know wouldn't bother!
How fortunate you are 'they' are not 'me'.'
~What are you saying? ~
'I'm quick with the use of my feet.
And you don't want to see either foot in action.
Since that would create unnecessary distraction.
But eventually you will get the point I make.
I've grown increasingly patient.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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Never Too Late
1a: Why can't you see
That I'm still mad about you
Even though I've found out about you
I'll always stay forever true
1b: And in my heart I will forgive you
I've got so much love to give you
CHORUS: It's never too late
We've still got time
It's never too late
You can still be mine
It's never too late
To change your mind
2: Why can't you try
And be a man about it
And if you stop and think about it
You just can't keep walking out on me
And even if it takes forever
Your love's better late than never
CHORUS
Never too late
Never too late
It's never too late
To change your mind
BRIDGE: Though I try
I can never put you from my mind
You just creep right back inside
And there's no place I can hide
1b: CHORUS: (repeat and fade)
song performed by by Kylie Minogue from Enjoy Yourself
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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