Leaving Those to Do What They Do Best
They are doing their best,
To ensure everything he does fails.
And when and 'if' that should happen,
They then try to prevail...
Through a scent that smells of doom.
Darkening with thickening clouds...
Allowed by ignorance they consumed,
Wthout his guidance.
With assumptions of all kinds to assume.
Misunderstanding,
His attempts to prevent their drowning...
Astounds those who have found,
Those prepared to rescue them...
He had no problems sending away.
They did not want in him to obey.
And with those he chose to say go away...
He later joined for cocktails.
Leaving those to do what they do best!
Blame others for their failures.
As they nibble on bitten fingernails.
Seeking someone from their own to lead.
Someone to test and destroy like the rest.
Someone left amongst them,
Who wished to sacrifice.
And yet had not been vicitmized to bleed!
'Are you referring to President Obama? '
Well,
Let's just say...
Observation is the key!
To relieve those who are in total disbelief.
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In A Tired Loop
I have found a way to eliminate misunderstanding.
And that is not to say a thing to anyone,
To be misinterpreted to be said to someone else.
Or be embellished to exaggerate with a doing,
Someone may entertain while they offend another.
I have found a way to eliminate misunderstanding.
And this works for me to keep others from misquoting,
In a 'he-said' 'she-said'...
'They-told-them' WHEN in conversation with me exchange.
And I had not seen to speak to anyone in months.
People will do and say anything,
To keep themselves in a tired loop.
And try to hold someone else accountable for their lies.
And I have been vicitmized too many times,
By those who had found the doing of it convenient.
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Who Could Be Chosen That Is Liked Enough
Successful in restricting the movements,
Of those with wishes to lead.
They are now seeking unity and leadership...
From those left amongst themselves,
Who are only motivated to prevent progress.
Not receive it.
They have yet to develop that kind of respect!
Or perceive anyone qualified,
Willing to sacrifice substance...
To those still in question about their identity!
And 'who' could be chosen that is liked enough,
To satisfy their ignorance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Return To Sender
Failure wished dispensed,
And is...
Seldom stops.
To leave those wishing it,
Upon others to experience...
A wealth of unspoken,
Back to back occurrences.
With a dropping of a load,
Of their desires.
Surprising them with wide eyes in disbelief,
How such failures requested...
Comes to stare them in the face.
Only to blame those chosen...
For not being where they should be,
When their wishes arrive at their front doors...
Delivered as gifts unexpectedly.
To have such failures declared...
Return To Sender.
Be careful of what is wished,
An overflowing of it may come...
When one is unprepared to accept.
Or the address is not correct,
As anticipated.
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Hurricane Katrina
You came in seeking to destroy and ravage a city
You took so many lives and homes what a pity
Families separated, bused here and there
Some never to find each other any where
You took what they built their whole lives
In an instant was gone, left only with knives
And hammers and anything to cut the the roofs
Leaving behind every thing they knew
Some leaving with the clothes on their back
Some came bringing only a small sack
Some had to wade through waters so dirty and deep
And stay on a broken highway or some other street
The ones that had nothing, they had to loot
Some for days without any water or food
The city told some to stay in a dome
That was total hell and they were left to roam
The water kept rising in their too
It was filth and choas and like a zoo
Some stayed behind and tried to live
Some couldn't afford to leave, had nothing to give
Some stayed because they couldn't leave their pet
And those forced out haven't found them yet
Everyone is scratching their head on who to blame
Who knows who dropped the ball, what a shame?
Some left who died, just put a sheet over their head
Some in nursing homes, left to die in their bed
Oh what devastation you left behind
You will always be kept in our mind
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They Are Waiting For Him To Fail
They are waiting for him to fail!
'Who?
Waiting for 'who' to fail? '
President Obama?
'Have you seen the signs of decadence?
How long have people stood by?
Many sitting on the fence.
As generations fed greed...
And slimed the skyline,
With crooks and thieves!
To leave your pockets now empty.
Who has already failed who here?
Your local leeching politicians...
Proving their incompetence to fill leading positions?
This stench has been left to nurture,
Long before your thoughts of a Black man
Being your President,
Slammed that reality and you to the floor.
That 'ridiculous' idea...
Is at everyone's front door now.
And he did not run to become elected,
To further failures long neglected.
However...
If he 'is' here to fail,
To succumb to fools with those wishes...
The only thing they would notice about 'that',
Would be the fact he carries the pressures of being Black.
And any good deed that succeeds,
Will be ignored.
He comes to lead!
Not to deplete your sanity with deceit.
Even though this activity might continue,
To leave those who may be seeking more of it...
Left craving in withdrawal pains! '
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You 'Assume' You Are Entitled
Since you have no legal right to attack me,
You 'assume' you are entitled to do so.
And assumptions have highlighted,
All your failures.
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Sonnet: Resignation- a Virtue
If all attempts to usher justice fails;
If labour hard towards a goal's sheer waste;
If lies, dishonest means still much prevail;
Resign, we must to fate and defeat taste.
If all prayers to God goes without heed;
If mother Nature acts to favour crooks;
If Luck and pluck deserts us too indeed;
Resign, we must to fate’s improper looks.
Yet, Resignation is a virtue too,
Which good man adds to list, he possesses;
A test of humility, we must do;
‘fore God, our performance, well assesses.
Resignation 's, a feather in one's cap,
By which we put our problems in God's lap!
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Stagflation
As history unfolds and memoirs you read
what have nations done to succeed?
Let alone the masses, take the elite
From politicians to the President, the life that they lead
Abundance of wealth, and the status they hold
From generations to generation, stories have been told
Now the question arises, in spite of all
Will the nation still suffer form its rise and fall?
Stagflation is the name for the price that we pay
Lets hope Obama will ensure better ways.
The key to success is implementation here
as quoted by Obama as 'Hope over Fear'
governing the nation, managing the mass
Lets hope Obama will do at last
Let once again be hopeful I say
It's 'Land of the Free' and 'Home of the Brave'.
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Facts of Life
It's to be understood.
Not discussed.
To do so will bring upon shame.
A certain digust,
Will lead to finger pointing and blame.
That's why when it is mentioned...
There is a rush to hush it!
There may be claims made,
To defame those proclaiming their righteousness.
And the status of those
Who have established themselves...
As household 'names'.
It is best to leave this gossiped.
Best to play the rumor game.
It is best to whisper this in ears.
To let it simmer first to ignite the heat!
Then pass unnoticed through the streets...
While observing those who did not know,
Engage in a flaming rage...
As their tempers flare and increase!
Leaving are those who chose to maintain their silence...
To live their lives with peace of mind.
And doing that in discreet.
Being uninvolved!
Finding to be concerned a waste of time.
As they have learned.
To keep their peace.
To live among those who react...
Without exploring the facts of life!
As known.
And not assumed to suspect.
Or allow it to be condoned!
This conditioning process observed...
Is left alone.
As they watch those select,
From offerings presented.
And rejecting the rest to go neglected.
Resenting,
Lessons one needs.
But choosing to refuse any test...
To broaden a limited consciousness.
And behind they are left and kept,
To protest in a collective ignorance digested.
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How Long Should An Embarrassment Be Allowed to Breathe?
We have attracted to ourselves our own misfortunes.
God has allowed Mother Nature,
To present us with choices to make.
And those deciding greed would be theirs to follow...
Chose to dig deep into Mother Nature's veins.
To reap from them personal gain.
And this selfishness has had its consequences.
This selfishness has been prevented to continue...
Its existence.
At the risk of God's multiple creations!
If the ignorance of humanity,
Is the sacrifice that has to be severed...
Because the loyalty expected from it does not cleave?
So be it!
How long should an embarrassment be allowed to breathe?
We are just an experiment here.
And one that has not found God pleased.
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I Say With Fingers Crossed
Woke up this morning,
didn’t seize the moment well,
defeat was every corner,
whichever way I took.
It started with a blood test;
you know the type
where you have to starve yourself
for twelve hours.
The one where they can test
your cholesterol.
It wasn’t until I got there I found
there was two test you can have.
One you can’t eat anything
and with the other one you can
I was down for the latter
and I didn’t know.
I starved myself
only to find I didn’t need to.
Then I changed my Internet Supplier
and had problems one after the other.
The day was beginning
to look like another total disaster.
The more I tried,
the worse it got.
Eventually after a lot of trial and error
and almost pulling out my hair.
The problems resolved themselves
when it was time to go to bed.
Tomorrow can only get better,
I say with fingers crossed.
12 March 2008
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Sonnet: Some Things Will Happen
Who can prevent the fury of Nature?
Who can prevent the clouds from raining down?
Who can prevent God’s pre-destined future?
Who can prevent the artiste turning clown?
Who stops a fruit from ripening in less days?
Who stops the ripened fruit from falling down?
Who stops a seed from sprouting in one place?
Who stops the grass from being daily mown?
Some things in Nature happen so early;
Some things in Nature fail to happen right;
Some things in Nature happen finally;
Who brings the clouds that block the good Moonlight?
There is a time for death and every birth;
There is a time for everything on earth.
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There Is a Realization That Has Come
All of their thug cronies,
Have silenced themselves of late.
Few seem to be demanding today,
Proof of a president's birth certificate.
And/or birthdate.
There is a realization that has come,
To land upon their sensibilities.
Everything President Obama is trying to correct...
Has been directly associated,
With their incompetence and deeds misguided.
And a prior leadership misdirected.
All of their thug cronies,
Have silenced themselves of late.
Few seem to be demanding today,
Proof of a president's birth certificate.
And/or birthdate.
And their latest fiasco sits in the Gulf of Mexico.
Without a clue how to fix it.
But a blame of this,
Will be wherever President Obama sits.
Since a shifting of blame has been a custom we live with.
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But He Has Not Been Tested!
They say he is inexperienced.
They say he does not know how to lead.
Are these things being said out of jealousy?
Because he has clearly superceded those disgruntled...
Who lack vision with their outdated deeds.
And leaders around the world applaud.
And he has yet to take a step inside the White House!
Officially as the President, yet.
Is he too powerful to reside inside?
And over the total world population,
It is wished by the people...
That he meets to lead and preside!
'But he has not been tested! '
Say those who protest.
And yet those labelled terrorists...
Are ready to sit and end all conflicts.
With him they wish a peace to manifest!
And put to rest those with an Oedipus Rex complex!
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You're Drowning Me Enough
You're drowning me enough.
And I've got open arms.
You're drowning me enough.
I'm swimming in your charms.
You're drowning me enough.
And I've got open arms.
You're drowning me enough.
Do your rescue on another!
You're drowning me enough.
I'm choked up and it suffocates.
Drowning me enough.
There's others who are waiting.
You're drowning me enough.
All your love has stirred up waves...
I'm pouring buckets from my cups!
You're drowning me enough.
And I've got open arms.
You're drowning me enough.
I'm swimming in your charms.
You're drowning me enough.
And I've got open arms.
You're drowning me enough.
Do your rescue on another!
You're drowning me enough.
I'm choked up and it suffocates.
Drowning me enough.
Do your rescue on another!
All your love has stirred up waves...
I'm pouring buckets from my cups!
You're drowning me enough.
Do your rescue on another!
All that loving has me full,
I want to throw it up!
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Loss of Guidance
Principles dismissed have sickened.
Minds unwinding from fixed disappearing values,
Can be found displayed on disrespecting streets.
People are seeking to emerge unscathed.
With questioned beliefs praised in prayers deceived.
Faith hypocrisized by lost virtues no one keeps!
Truth is dared and confronted in speech.
Those who speak it,
Are without influence that can be outreached.
And we as a people,
Have allowed humanity...
To be disregarded and impeached!
As accusations rise to blame our leaders,
For a loss of guidance...
Swept from underneath our feet,
With a greed that's left us weak.
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One Disturbed
Seeking an attention,
By the use of offensive means...
Teaches not a thing,
To one disturbed...
By mental dysfunctions.
An ignorance like this has been fostered.
An ignorance has been allowed to flourish.
An ignorance that grows becomes expensive.
Since an ignorance bestows,
A flowing of it that becomes out of control!
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Assume They Lie
Today...
With various masks worn,
To disguise and hide.
Assume people lie.
Even those first introduced.
Assume they lie.
Relieve yourself,
From listening to future excuses.
Until someone has won your trust.
With a thorough scrutiny,
Only time affords one they can safely give up.
Don't try to analyze someone first met.
Assume they lie.
Assume they disrespect.
Assume they gossip like all the rest.
Today...
With various masks worn,
To disguise and hide.
Assume people lie.
When meeting someone fresh upon the scene,
Assume they lie...
Until your honesty and dignity given,
Has not corrupted your willingness to trust.
Don't sit in denial with tears to cry.
Until that time has come,
And you are convinced...
You have met someone different,
Than those who have rushed away...
After crushing your trust.
Assume they lie.
Don't even try to wonder.
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Don't Embarrass Yourself With Those Assumptions
You've had your way!
Now why do I find you in mine?
You made it a point to announce my ignorance.
You made that clear,
In a mocking done at my expense.
You've had your way!
Now why do I find you in mine?
You took time to boast of those things you have.
Remember laughing at my possessions?
You referred to them as rags.
Remember I made attempts,
To share with you my experiences?
And you spent your time dismissing them.
To be with your colleagues.
And other cling on pretentious friends.
You've had your way!
Now why do I find you in mine?
You made it a point to announce my ignorance.
You made that clear,
In a mocking done at my expense.
Am I suppose to forgive and forget,
The agony you left I met?
Or are you that stupid to believe I am?
And my heart awaits for us to reconnect?
You must stop embarrassing yourself,
With those assumptions.
Please...
Don't embarrass yourself with those assumptions.
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Chasing Their Dreams
No one or anyone prevented them,
From chasing their dreams...
No!
No one would.
No!
No one could.
And when anyone has material things,
That glistens their bling...
A way is found to obtain them,
Legitimately.
Or, clandestine to shine in their minds.
'Cause...
No one can intervene or prevent,
One who is chasing dreams...
No!
No one would.
No!
Or stop them if they could.
No one can or prevent one who is...
Chasing their dreams...
No!
No one would,
If they...
Thought they could.
And then a time comes when achievements,
Have been done...
That one will wish for a life simplistic,
With someone.
Remembered from a past that was happy and basic,
But...
They left them fast to chase,
After their dreams.
OH...
No one or anyone prevented them,
From chasing their dreams...
No!
No one would.
No!
No one could.
OH...
No one or anyone prevented them,
From chasing their dreams...
No!
No one would.
No!
No one could.
And today a basicness is wished,
But...
No one or anyone prevented them,
From chasing their dreams...
No!
No one would.
No!
No one could.
Today a basicness is wished,
But...
Chasing their dreams,
Left them...
Caught up in schemes.
And...
No one could prevent them,
From...
Chasing their dreams...
No!
No one would.
No!
No one could.
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