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Leaving Few to Wonder

Perhaps it is their madness!
Or an entrapment that satisfies.
However...
I can not be the only one who notices,
Those who say they pray for understanding.
But quick to turn their backs,
On those who God sends...
To assist them,
With the ridding of their 'sins'.

And they do their best to reject the messengers!
Coming with gifts.
And a delivery of their wishes.

And 'this' they do not accept.

Although they stay on knees humbly...
With an untouchable self righteousness,
Expecting a unity in a collective peacefulness.

But they choose to qualify those who come,
Assigned to them to get that done!
To leave few to wonder,
Why suffering remains their choice sustained.
And voices of deliverance,
Are silenced and shunned!

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Keeping Alive Lives Lived to Fantasize

How can someone who claims to have faith,
Be quick to express fear?
I'm not understanding that at all.
Nothing about that makes it clear.
Or someone who has insecurities...
Expressing they choose not to comprehend,
Anything...
That will bring a clarity to them.

I don't understand those at all,
Who deny reality.
To say to others within listening distance...
What they see they can not believe.
But deceit they accept,
Without questioning its existence to reject.
And delude themselves they do...
With a resistance to accept the truth.

And everyone wonders why...
A quality of life,
Continues to ride on a downslide.
While keeping alive lives lived...
With wishes to remain completely fantasized!

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His Righteousness Alone

I have no righteousness of my own but stand on faith in Christ alone,
Abraham's an example to all of us for he believed unto righteousness.
On my own, from God, I stand apart as I was born with a sinful heart,
But Jesus took upon the sin of us to cover us with His Righteousness.

God knew before man's fall that Christ would die for the sins of all,
Satan would strike Christ's heel but God followed with this appeal,
Christ would in turn crush his head and Satan will be eternally dead,
Sin's price of death is on my head but Jesus Christ died in my stead.

Though Jesus died He rose again for death could not hold Him friend,
Death may come to all my friend and apart from Christ it is your end.
If you accept His Righteousness in-lieu of death you'll be blessed,
Reject The Lord and your last breath will take you to eternal death.

Christ suffered death for a while so to God we could be reconciled,
From the grave Christ did rise and now He lives even though He died.
Christ bore our sins on the cross and for our sins He paid the cost.
In the grave He buried our sin so we could rise to new life with Him.

There's still hope you can be sure for Jesus is knocking at the door,
He's waiting for you to come in for the cross is your victory over sin.
For our sin Christ did atone and Salvation is in Him and Him alone,
The One knocking at the door can be your Righteousness forevermore.

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Sonnet: Just Accept God

If God is trying to make pure my soul
Through troubles fresh that crop up every day,
Why should I not with grace accept His role,
And meet the challenges that come my way?

If God is planning new ways to heal
The wounds of soul that sins leave in their wake,
Why should I not accept my new ordeal,
And suffer humbly for my own/ God’s sakes?

If God is seeking to improve my ways,
Most mysteriously, tho’ I can’t say why,
Why should I not better my earthly days,
And listen to the words from One most high?

If God does things all strangely, I must try
To accept humbly and not ask Him why!

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Call For The Priest

Well, the pressures too much, you know I peaked last night
I gotta get some a quick release
City is standing on my shoulders
My bodys going piece by piece
Yeah!
Yes I know what I want and I know where to get it
And Im going there right away
This is one priest that I dont have to fall on
Down to my knees and pray
No!
When your backs to the wall come along one and all
We shall fight all the slander thats penned
Its us we shall choose let the bigoted lose
For our triumphs the means to their end
With you by my side I shall ride every storm
Let the cynics drop dead in their critical head
Theyre wrist merchants as we all can see
Bunch of deaf ears with their columnized fears
What a shame, what a shame, oh dear me!
When your backs to the wall, come along one and all
We shall fight all the slander thats penned
Its us we shall choose let the bigoted lose
For our triumphs the means to their end
Yes I know what I want and I know where to get it
And Im going there right away
This is one priest that I dont have to fall on
Down to my knees and pray

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Amused He May Be

One can not destroy truth.
Some attempt to diminish its effectiveness...
With the hopes that fresh lies told,
Will overwhelm truth.
And make it go away!
With repeated creative embellishments.
To convince with gained attention meant.

Telling a lie,
Eventually...
Is something one wished not done.
Especially when God gets involved!
To solve confusions.
Giving those who tell them...
Those adorning them fast to mask...
Every opportunity to correct themselves.

Yet,
Liars who say they believe in God...
Looked surprised and shocked,
By the consequences God makes them pay...
For believing this 'Deity' is just referenced,
In a book!
With scriptures to read and to say.

If God can make a tree...
Do not believe lies coming from lips,
Are not heard!
Even from those professing themselves...
With the best of self righteousness.
As if they become protected...
Behind quotes and verses learned.

Yet folks will get on their knees,
To beg for gifts, forgiveness...
And wishes to come true.
As if God does not punish!
But follows through like a Santa Claus.
Exhausted from midnight deliveries!

I've been made to awaken from my unconciousness.
Dazed but saved from my self centered insanity.

Read those Bibles folks!
God has commanded total cities to be destroyed...
If He is not loved first and obeyed.
God can become crazed with jealousy!
He has already warned...
'Do 'NOT' worship any God before Me! '

And you can pray as much as you want.
However...
The Master is not on the side of deceivers.
Amused He may be!
But not one bit pleased!

And God has left evidence.
Sent messengers.
Brought some close to death.
Tried to shock some to mend their ways.
Taken away their gifts He has delivered.
And had them screaming in pain and grief.
Yet still many do not accept...
These acts are the creations of God!

They would love to believe,
This Deity approves their deceptions.
However...
Those are the limitations,
Use by those demonized...
To inflict wickedness for thrills.

And even those addicted to 'crack'...
Know there is nothing thrilling,
About a slow death one does not expect.
Or accept...
When a punishment is administered.

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Barren Trees Without Leaves

There is a wish you admit,
That I should in you believe.
And I should accept your weaknesses,
To keep my own hidden and unconfessed.
Allowing a tranquility uncontested,
Between you and me.
With an understanding I should accept.

But I can not live my life,
On needles and pins.
And step lightly...
As if not to break eggshells.
As you do what you please.
While I quiet my own unattended needs.
To cater to yours.

Should I usher you through the door?
Or should I waste not a haste,
By rushing through it quick.
To save myself from continued foolishness!

I thought I loved you!
But you could never address...
Occupying a vacancy,
That warrants an end to my loneliness.

Should I usher you through the door?
Or should I waste not a haste,
By rushing through it quick.
To save myself from continued foolishness!

And...
For some reason,
I am not expecting recommendations...
You suggest.
It is best I see...
Not only the forest,
But the barren trees without leaves.
Or a branch that will stay connected,
To a happiness missed and wished desired.

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Nothing Left To Do To Be Done

No one voices their opinion,
Until an escalation of an ending begins.
And they make a collective noise then,
As if what is said should make sense and is heard.
Yet,
Disorderly conduct is all that is observed.

And those who came to warn them of misgivings...
Leave this scene without a mumbling word.
There is nothing left to say.
Nothing left to do to be done...
In a way that stayed obeyed!
So they lower their heads and pray.
Choosing to take their peace of mind,
And walk away while there is still time.
Some folks use their trivialities...
As if these are what is wished to find,
As a gold mine.
A self reflection had not visited their minds.
And that is the discovery of this sadness,
Had and has reached its full!
They choose to leave behind.
A higher consciousness to those promised...
Has been witnessed from them to be dismissed.
And ruined 'gifts' are left to sit,
And shared in disrespect.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Choice Would Seem to Be Easy

As the Sun rises on the horizon,
To lift new beginnings...
And clearing paths walked,
Along a journey stalked by distractions.
Will visions accept a guide assigned to lead them?
One they were not told or prepared...
Would appear before them,
With darken skin and kinky hair?

One who did not smile...
But offered a truth they had not heard in a while.
Or would they turn their backs,
And declare a wish for darkness?
To immerse themselves in further attacks.
Since they had grown accustomed...
To those who tormented them,
With such acts.
And sought for them prolonged despair.

The choice would seem to be easy...
However,
An experience in gloom...
Some considered more appropriate.
Than following someone,
Who promises a dawn...
Clearly showing proof,
They should move forward.
Move on!
But some will choose to sit in dismay...
Since the appearance of 'light'
Affects their lack of having insight!

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Sensations

I am always 'here'...
Like the consciousness,
Keeping me aware!
With a vision clear.
I am not one,
To select fast exits.
Or seeking just fun!
Like the choice made by some.

I am not that kind...
To take for granted my 'gifts'
The ones that God has blessed me with!
To be part of this creation is bliss.
Especially when time is not mine to define!

I am here to accomplish.
I am here to succeed.
I am not here to stunt my growth...
Like some I see drifting,
As if tumbleweeds!

Always 'here' it appears.
And my purpose is clear,
As I reach to do my best!
Feeling blessed and tested,
On the path I walk...
Sometimes I am faulted,
But never do I think to halt!
Or rest,
To contemplate burdens,
Laid upon my chest!

I am always 'here'...
Like the consciousness,
Keeping me aware!
With a vision clear.
I am not one...
Teased by temptations that come.
To select fast exits.
Or seeking just fun!
Like the choice made by some.
Those who find they must stay on the run!

I am not that kind...
To take for granted my 'gifts'
The ones that God has blessed me with!
To be part of this creation...
Is my bliss,
That anoints me with sensations that fit!
With an understanding,
Of why I am allowed to be here.
To exist as I do...
Knowing the 'who' of me like this!
And with God beside me,
To assist me through!
Being here in the now...
Is the mood I choose!

I am always 'here'...
With God close to me near!

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Metal Maniac Mastermind

You sense his picture without a clue
You feel his presence- you think its true
Somehow we know we have to pay
For all the things we didnt do or say
He is here- calling for you
Dont turn away- get down on your knees and pray
Seven days- seven secrets he had
We cant find out- and thats too bad
We always tried to believe in you
No sign or proof of the truth
We pray to you- metal maniac mastermind- looking for ya
No one like you- hes coming back for you
We pray to you- metal maniac mastermind- looking for ya
No one like you- metal maniac mastermind
Were burning out like a fireball
Leaving just a shell
If you ever gonna let us down
We break apart- so lets hold on
We always tried to believe in you
No sign or proof of the truth
We pray to you- metal maniac mastermind- looking for ya
No one like you- hes coming back for you
We pray to you- metal maniac mastermind- looking for ya
No one like you- seven days- seven secrets he had
And when you hear the voice- you know you got no choice
With no more tears and no more fears- you will never be alone again
Hes coming back just for you- who ever thought that he would
You better start to believe it- its time to let a dream come true
We always tried to believe in you
No sign or proof of the truth
We pray to you- metal maniac mastermind- looking for ya
No one like you- hes coming back for you
We pray to you- metal maniac mastermind- dont turn away
No one like you- seven days- seven secrets he had
We pray to you- metal maniac mastermind- looking for ya
No one like you- metal maniac mastermind
You sense his picture without a clue
You feel his presence- you think its true
He is here- calling for you
Dont turn away- get down on your knees and pray
We pray to you- metal maniac mastermind- looking for ya
No one like you- metal maniac mastermind
We pray to you- metal maniac mastermind- dont turn away
No one like you- seven days- seven secrets he had
We pray to you, ...

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Metal Manic Master Mind

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The Righteous And The Unrighteous

The righteous and the unrighteous, God sends down rain on both of us.
And all men my friend, are but dust, and Christ alone is Righteousness.
Blessings are poured down from Him, on those who turn from their sin.
Why do the wicked seem to flourish, when God they don’t even cherish?

But this, the Age of Grace my friend, for all the wicked soon shall end.
God’s Wrath shall then be poured, on all who chose to reject The Lord.
This is a time for all men to embrace, The God above the Age of Grace.
So God will save them from the path, of Christ’s future Righteous Wrath.

Righteousness is only found in Him, in Jesus Christ who died for our sin.
The love for man is why Christ came, to save men from the eternal flame.
And friend only through Jesus Christ, can a sinner enter into Eternal Life.
For it was totally of God’s Grace, that on the cross Christ took our place.

Friend, when this Age of Grace is done, every eye shall see God’s Son.
And that will be the end of all sin, when Righteous Judgment will begin.
When all of those who would not trust, Jesus Christ shall return to dust.
Men, who delighted in wickedness, will be destroyed by Righteousness.

For only Righteousness shall remain, when Jesus Christ comes to reign.
Friend there will be no wicked fool, under Jesus Christ’s Righteous Rule.
They shall all be dealt with friend, with a Righteousness that has no end.
For in The Kingdom, there’s no place, for those who reject God’s Grace.

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When I Made That Choice

god came to me in a dream one night,
and whispered, 'by your gifts you are named'.
to some i give dignity,
to some i give grieving.
to some i give prophecy,
to some i give doubt.
to some i give determination,
to some i give faith.
to some i give patience,
to some the gift of listening.
to some i give peace,
to some revolution.
to some i give healing,
to some i give suffering.
to some i give love,
to some i give loss.
to some i give eyes,
to some i give feet.
to all i give understanding,
though few choose to take it....
and remember, you chose your own gifts! '...

and i thought for awhile,
and then asked....
'but what about me? '

god laughed...
'to a few infidels i give poetry,
to sing to the weary! '

god, what was i thinking,
when i made that choice?

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Choice of life

Human have a gift named a choice
Human have an illusion named a choice
There is no other creature that should decide more to live

Human have a hope called a choice
Human have despair called a choice
There is no other creature that trapped often in such continuous and repeat conflict

Some could turn good because one choice
Some could turn bad because one choice
All have the consequence but right or wrong will never be known before

Human have a wish for a choice
Human have regret for a choice
There is no other creature that always goes between happiness and sorrow

When a choice made not all may be satisfied
When a choice made not all may be rescued
But the change will never happened if we stay silent

Human have fate to choose
Human also choose their fate
The interaction of those things will create what people called the choice of life

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They Want A New Announcer

He did not decide the party was coming to a close.
He agreed and was chosen to make the announcement,
That the party would soon be over.
And many accepted that.

Now they reject that fact presented.

They want a new announcer,
That is not so quick...
To end their delusions.
Preferrably someone other than...'that' one!

However...
Whoever comes to turn on bright lights,
After they have been dimmed...
Will come to declare,
What was there...
Is over for them!

And still,
They will not believe or accept the message.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Then Who Had Nothing

Not only were they given the keys and the tools,
With delivered messengers...
Giving them the answers to the prayers,
They...
With absolutely nothing but their biases,
Turned their backs away.

Not one of the messengers drove a Mercedes.
Not one was wearing a tailored silk suit.
Not one of the messengers had been a social butterfly.
And not one had a Doctorate's degree to be declared...
Worthy of giving attention.

So,
The messengers were sent away.

And today,
Those then who had nothing...
Have a lot less!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Must Come Out of Disguise

I know my willingness to assist you,
Comes as a surprise.
But I've noticed your list of repeated indignities,
Needs a fresher delivery.
And you must come out of disguise.

If you insist upon using the same list,
You must approach those of 'lowlife' you depict...
With an undeniable,
Sincere sensibility...
If you choose what you say to stick.

You see...
They've grown accustomed to your capabilities.
And they believe you have yet to expose,
The depth of your sleaze.
They feel there is more you have yet to show.

I'd like to offer some suggestions...
Since your lack of commitment is in question.

You've infuriated the people with a periodic tease.
Their expectations have grown.
And like them I too believe...
Those who create and bait animosities,
Should not deliver them just to leave.

Your ability to deceive should be given proper credit.
Every aspect of it was from your mind as conceived.

I know my willingness to assist you,
Comes as a surprise.
But I've noticed your list of repeated indignities,
Needs a fresher delivery.
And you must come out of disguise.

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Aint It Just Like You

Girl your bags are packed
And you aint coming back is written on them
Take these memories with you
Theyre just sad, and theyre blue and I dont want them
Oh youre not so sure that youre in love anymore
And I aint gonna beg you to stay
Aint it just like you to leave
Aint it just like me to let you walk away
I hold a tender place in my heart for you and you know it
Ive never said it out loud
Guess I was too proud to ever show it
We always thought some night that we might get it right
But that aint going to happen today
Aint it just like you to leave
Aint it just like me to let you walk away
Honey you must think my heart is a revolving door
The way you come and go as you please
I dont know if I should give up or try
Or get down on my knees
Aint it just like me to pray
Aint it just like you to turn and walk away
Here you are at my door
Youre wanting in, youre wanting more and its open
You win me over with that grin
So I let you on in, and Im hopin
That this time you might stay forever
But baby that just aint your style
Aint it just like you to smile
Aint it just like me to let you stay awhile
Oh you must think my heart is a revolving door
The way you come and go as you please
And I dont know if I should give up or try
Or get down on my knees
Aint it just like me to pray
Aint it just like you to make me feel this way
Aint it just like you to smile
Aint it just like me to let you stay awhile
Girl your bags are packed
And you aint coming back is written on them

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Prayer For Soldiers Coming Out Of War

• I have seen the glory and promise of Lord God Almighty in my life.
Thank You, Lord, for everything that happened to me in the war.
• My Lord and my God, I want to thank You for answered prayers.
• I thank You for protection and support in the war. Accept my thanks,
in Jesus’s name.
• I thank You for the wisdom and understanding in the war. Accept
my thanks, in Jesus’s name.
• I thank You for the power and strength You gave me during the war.
Accept my thanks, in Jesus’s name.
• I thank You for the boldness and courage You gave me during the
war. Accept my thanks, in Jesus’s name.
• I thank You for the joy and peace You gave me during the war. Accept
my thanks, in Jesus’s name.
• I thank You for the guidance and preservation You gave me during
the war. Accept my thanks, in Jesus’s name.
• I thank You for the deliverance and freedom You gave me during the
war. Accept my thanks, in Jesus’s name.
• O Lord my God, You are worthy to be praised. I will always adore
You, exalt You, bless You, glorify You, lift You up, extol You and
magnify Your holy name, in Jesus’s name.
• O Lord my God, You are worthy of my thanks. I appreciate You, I
am grateful, and I thank You very much. If I have a trillion tongues,
they are not enough to thank You. Accept my thanks, in Jesus’s
name.
THE MAGNIFICENT 333 PRAYERS 71
• You only will I serve, You only will I worship, You only will I praise,
and You only will I give thanks, for I have no other God.
• Unto the Lord be the glory. Great things You have done in my life,
You have done excellent things for me, and I know You will do more
things for me, Mighty God.
• What shall I say unto You, Lord God? All I can say to You is a big
thanks. I will always thank You all the days of my life.
• Thank You, Lord, and thank you, Lord, for everything you have
done. I am saying this thank-you from the bottom of my heart.
Accept it, in the name of Jesus.
• I will give thanks unto the Lord, for Your goodness and greatness
over me during the war was wonderful.
• I will give thanks unto the Lord, for Your mercy and favor over me
during the war was beautiful.
• I will give thanks unto the Lord, for Your protection and deliverance
over me during the war was awesome.
• I will give thanks unto the Lord, for the joy of serving and worshipping
You is peaceful.
• Great is Your faithfulness, righteousness, truthfulness, goodness,
and loving-kindness. They will all continue to be in existence
forevermore.
• Father God, I want to thank You again and again. I will never stop
thanking You, and in the name of Jesus, I give thanks. Amen.

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They Find You 'Sometimey'...Whiney! Too Pretentious

You tell me,
I 'should' pray.
Believing my identity,
Has led me astray.

I choose to be 'me'.
And not any other way.

And since you observe 'them',
Seeming not to accept me 'sometimes'?
They find you 'sometimey'...
Whiney!
Too pretentious.
And don't accept you at all!

Keep praying.
One day they will give you permission...
To get up off your knees!

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Keeping Alive Lives Lived to Fantasize

His Righteousness Alone

Sonnet: Just Accept God

Call For The Priest

Amused He May Be

Barren Trees Without Leaves

Nothing Left To Do To Be Done

The Choice Would Seem to Be Easy

Sensations

Metal Maniac Mastermind

Metal Manic Master Mind

The Righteous And The Unrighteous

When I Made That Choice

Choice of life

They Want A New Announcer

Those Then Who Had Nothing

You Must Come Out of Disguise

Aint It Just Like You

Prayer For Soldiers Coming Out Of War

They Find You 'Sometimey'...Whiney! Too Pretentious

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