Less Ambition to Sacrifice
The satisfaction that comes,
To the one that has been honest and open...
Is knowing,
Whoever is involved in doing the probing...
To uncover 'something'/'anything' done,
For the purposes of scandal...
To delight the whispers of gossiped lips.
Will someday eliminate this craving...
When those responsible are discovered,
To be involved in the perpetuation of a tarnishing...
That smears!
Not just one...
But any and everyone who wishes to live life right.
Leaving the effectiveness of any deeds desired...
To do at their best,
With less ambition to sacrifice their time.
In the uplifting of minds...
From the zeal that appeals to sling mud,
By those who are accustomed to taking slow strolls...
Comforted by the sludge found in gutters.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He convinced me that if we're going to have honest government that you can't leave it up to the crooks and that honest people have to get involved in government. So I did. I got involved as a criminal prosecutor with the U. S. Justice Department.
quote by Bill Scott
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Getting Good Deeds Done
The best of good deeds,
Are not the ones discussed to be done!
The best deeds that are good...
Are those deeds lived,
And done by the ones who know
When and how to give!
Getting deeds done
Without discussions,
Weaken good intentions...
With diminishing attention given!
And spoken words without action,
Provide no satisfaction.
Although distracts with attraction,
That gets everyone talking...
And then walking away,
Just to say,
They promised they would come!
They promised to provide support...
But not get involved,
With getting good deeds done.
They see deeds as no lasting remedy!
But distortions of their involvement,
In the eyes of everyone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Farewell Notes... (Part Two)
no more wars! we cannot allow poverty and hunger to continue!
we have to live in a way that celebrates our diversity. we have
to listen to each other. every word we speak or write, has a cost.
whatever we must sacrifice for the truth is well worth the cost.
question, seek, doubt, try all things for their validity in your lives.
respect each other's paths, but walk your own. keep your hands,
hearts, and minds open. take the time to care, get involved.
my heart and soul are with you all... be at peace, nay, be peace!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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We Can Stop The Hurting
What has happened to our town
Theres people sleeping on the ground
Cold and lost, they fear the night
Left alone, theyll lose the fight
Hadnt we better reach for more than just a dime
Shouldnt we try to talk that boy out of his crime
Havent you had it knowing nothings getting solved
Maybe wed better, better get involved
Chorus:
We could stop the hurtin for awhile
We could stop the hurtin for awhile
If we found a way to reconcile
We could stop the hurtin
Families livin in their cars and kids run numbers out of bars
Knowing pride wont pay the bills, men work jobs beneath their skills
Hadnt we better hand out more than just a line
Shouldnt we try to find solutions with our minds
Havent you had it knowing nothings getting solved
Maybe wed better, better get involved
Chorus
song performed by by Chicago
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Any time there's a scandal, we always try and get involved.
quote by Larry Flynt
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Someday Soon
Someday soon, someday soon.
Seasons were made for the change.
You will be there.
Just like the night to the day without a care.
The dark goes before the dawn.
Open up your eyes.
Someday soon
Ooo, therell be a better day.
And someday soon,
Yes, its not too far away.
Someday soon
Oo yeah, with open skies,
And someday soon.
All we can do is try.
The coloudest day comes around,
You will be there.
All of the feelins youve found, without a care.
So my friends, you take a look.
Dont you look too far.
Someday soon
Oo yeah, with open skies,
And someday soon.
All we can do is try.
Someday, someday, someday soon,
Someday, someday soon
Someday, someday soon
Someday soon
Someday soon
Someday soon
song performed by by Journey
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Smart And/Or Lucky
There is a style that emerges,
When one applies a skill.
When one devotes both time and loyalty...
With determination that motivates a will.
A drive that is given.
And takes this as a craft.
To those who view this as sacrificial...
Could never be disciplined,
To tasks requiring a focus that lasts.
Or taking it upon themselves,
To 'do' and not ask!
To love what one does,
May not be easy because one loves it.
It might be the challenge,
One faces to embrace.
To enhance a curiosity,
In one's mind that takes place.
And some have a way,
To overcome their own obstacles.
While others try to pretend they don't exist.
With excuses that are fixed,
In exaggerated wishes.
To say what it is they dream to do.
But the doing of the deed that should please,
Never finds time in their minds to get done.
And these are the same ones,
Who are quick to say...
Someone is either smart and /or lucky.
And imply no work has been involved or applied!
Or that one has been gifted with talents.
Subtracting to mention...
Those 'talents' are honed,
By many sleepless nights...
With some tears sometimes to cry!
To deliver what is loved,
Into an undelusioned reality.
To prove to 'self' what can be accomplished.
With motivated determination self inflicted.
Without a magic wand involved.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Like Trying to Get Close to a Cactus
I know what it is like
To be attracted to someone
With cold shoulders.
It is like trying to get close to a cactus.
You don't wish to get pricked...
But there is something addicting,
That makes one going back to it!
I know what it's like,
To feel alone...
With someone there,
Laying next to me in bed.
And I don't want to be touched.
Or move too much!
It took me a long time to admit,
I was not involved in a relationship.
Whatever it was,
I grew comfortable with!
Like knowing a pet is around...
If it or you wishes to be found.
A convenience that takes place,
Of a total absence.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Few Hours At Their Disposal to Doze
Work involved was discovered,
For the many of them...
Doing things on a whim!
It isn't as easy as 'making' a baby.
Or turning on one's TV.
Those things done with little effort.
As one in minutes...
Or seconds becomes pleased.
A production is easier to take,
From the outside looking in!
It is not as easy as critiquing.
And that seems to be done quicker,
Than one can sip tea.
Although impatiently waiting,
For this to be prepared to one's taste.
As one hopes it would be
It isn't nearly as easy as it is,
To sit and wish.
Or complain as someone else does it.
It may look easy to supervise.
But it isn't.
Laziness is quick to detect.
No rest here is involved.
At all.
To accomplish something requires work.
With a 'w' connected to the O, R and K.
And if one wishes to produce dreams...
One day it will be realized,
Dreams that come to life...
Do not flow freely as if water in a stream.
Or from a tap to drip!
Nor do they come to a baited hook,
Upon the sight of it.
For one with no patience to fish.
And many are left sitting with their visions.
'I 'almost' caught one THIS big.'
If one wishes to succeed...
They must also prepare to sweat and bleed.
And show that with little effort!
That's the 'key' of it if it is a desired wish.
If not?
Folks with no experience,
Should keep their mouths closed.
But they don't.
Those who wish to succeed,
Have few hours at their disposal to doze.
OR snack happily in between commercials shown.
'Are you in the kitchen?
Do you mind bringing me a beer?
And a sandwich with lettuce and tomatos.
If there is chips...
Bring those too! '
To complete is to 'doing'
As that is to getting something done.
Usually with less lip.
And likely with far less tongue!
For the one who knows what it takes...
To break a sweat without regret.
Even if that should require one to run.
'Don't try to tell me how to raise my children! '
~I'm not trying to tell you how to do that at all.
However,
If they insist on playing in my backyard...
'You' teach them how to mow my grass.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One's Rush To Pass A Vocal Judgement
Why is it that one's rush to pass a vocal judgement,
Seems to get stuck from a rushing away from it...
By a campaigning in excuses made,
As to why they were quick to point fingers and blame...
On someone they have discovered,
Has too much integrity to lower their values...
To sling mud with anyone accustomed to sniffing gutters.
And that person doing the sniffing,
Seems to have acquired a reputation...
Of tossing about accusations,
From a self righteous point of view...
Beginning to reek of suspicion,
From those who with noses smelling...
The origin from where such stench began.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nothing Stays to Stick
Opportunities do not alone come,
To arrive without connections.
Very few doors open or close...
If they are not attached to hinges.
How many can say they sit,
Inside a house without a roof?
A home is not a home...
Unless someone lives in it,
To make that proof.
And who can say they are truly happy,
Until that has been pursued?
A quality of life is only quality obtained...
When all pieces come together,
And everyone is participating...
With no one deluded or refusing to accept truth!
And when that is discovered...
That is maintained.
Nothing stays to stick to cement quick,
Without a seriousness attached to it!
And that seriousness is there and meant.
For purposes to have those involved...
Accepting there is an agreed upon benefit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Homebase
People do make decisions to leave a comfort zone,
Wilfully...
To seek opportunities elsewhere,
With a doing of this regretfully, sometimes.
And there are those who feel less comforted,
By a showing of a lack of support...
Within their own homebase.
Unable to create their opportunities,
Without feeling to be chased away.
Knowing to maneuver around this truth,
Is too much to convince others to prove.
So they leave happily with this acknowledged...
A growth that explores life,
Is much more important to experience...
Than withnessing a tired stagnation permitted to exist.
While others sit with no ambition,
Advocating the acceptance of this.
Now...
To return with a learning process to share,
With others prepared to become aware...
Is a different story.
Since one's tolerance level has broadened,
To be or not to be involved.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love at first sight
Love at first sight: the soul is involved.
Love at second sight: the body is involved.
Love in subsequent sights: the heart is involved,
Love in a number of sights: the brain is involved.
The last one is commercial
1402.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Craving The Mundane
No one I know,
Has stated to have a craving for the mundane.
With wishes to again taste nostalgic visits,
Or have a yearning to recreate those days...
That have come to replace,
Horse powered covered wagons...
With cars, trains, boats and planes.
Many people are slow to adapt to change.
Only to remain complaining about their lives...
They have chosen to keep the same.
Dull, unimaginative and stagnant.
No one I know,
Has stated to have a craving for the mundane.
Or have found themselves debating over,
Interpretations of life and who does it wrong or right.
And why is it addicting to snoop a sniff of someone's life?
Where are the sacred limits to this affliction?
And those who procrastinate should infuriate everyone.
WHY?
These are the people who advocate,
'It is never too late.'
While taking time and finding money to waste...
To chase a reliving of those 'yesterdays'.
To then accuse others of being impatient.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Screams And Whispers
There's truth in your eyes, let me hear it from your lips
Your tears say you cry, let your words be the whip, baby
There's no reason anymore to live with all the pain
Take this key, unlock the door, before it makes us both insane
Spill your heart out to me, darlin', girl I really need to know
Chorus:
Screams and whispers, don't be afraid
Let's be more than lovers tonight
Screams and whispers, let go of the pain
Whatever we uncover, we can make it, make it alright
Alright
I know you've been alone, takin' care of yourself
Girl don't you think it's time to trust somebody else?
Try just once to let your guard down, you've got nothin' there to hide
chorus
(Solo)
Spill your heart out to me, darlin', girl I really need to know
chorus repeats 2x
(2nd time: "Whatever we uncover, there'll be screams and whispers tonight")
Alright
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song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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We Can Stop The Hurtin'
R. Lamm/B. Champlin/D. Neal)
Arranged by David Foster and Bobby Lamm
Horns arranged by Jimmy Pankow
What has happened to our town
There's people sleeping on the ground
Cold and lost, they fear the night
Left alone, they'll lose the fight
Hadn't we better reach for more than just a dime
Shouldn't we try to talk that boy out of his crime
Haven't you had it knowing nothing's getting solved
Maybe we'd better, better get involved
Chorus:
We could stop the hurtin' for awhile
We could stop the hurtin' for awhile
If we found a way to reconcile
We could stop the hurtin'
Families livin' in their cars and kids run numbers out of bars
Knowing pride won't pay the bills, men work jobs beneath their skills
Hadn't we better hand out more than just a line
Shouldn't we try to find solutions with our minds
Haven't you had it knowing nothing's getting solved
Maybe we'd better, better get involved
Chorus
(C) 1984 Fin de Siecle Musique/JSH Music ASCAP/Cheeky Kid Music BMI
song performed by by Chicago
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Only From 'Within
When one is freed of a self consciousness...
It doesn't matter who does the probing.
Whatever is found...
Can never be discovered,
From a life one has committed to live!
And whatever is 'said'...
Will never be as effective,
As the one inside driving the vehicle.
And only from 'within'
Does one get the best view.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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End of Discussion
You may be the only one on Earth,
Craving the scent of your own BS.
Let me clarify my distance for you.
I am no longer trying to mend communication ties broken.
There has been too much time wasted playing hide and seek.
You wish to live life on your terms?
Fine.
But I am not going to adjust to your 'do-as-I-say'
'Not-as-I-do philosophy!
If space is going to be shared between us...
We are not just going to meet in it to just have sex,
And guesses.
Or will doubts lay smothered,
Under fear of hurting sensitive feelings.
If you can not be honest with yourself...
Don't expect me to understand!
Your growth issues and lack of acceptance,
Are not 'my' insecurities.
You may be the only one on Earth,
Craving the scent of your own BS.
I'm not in love with you to that extent.
Nor am I waiting for you to open windows,
To clear the atmosphere with fresh air!
I've made deposits of time invested in this relationship.
And I have not received the benefit of your return.
And I 'know' I had at least earned that!
Yet...
That was lacking.
When my patience with you allowed me to sit.
With an open mind as I 'then' saw fit,
Ran out of excuses.
I knew I had 'had' it.
And it was time to split!
That's why it was necessary for me to make a withdrawal.
And leaving you became an attractive exit.
With no 'cussin' or 'fussin'.
End of discussion!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Screams & Whispers
Theres truth in your eyes, let me hear it from your lips
Your tears say you cry, let your words be the whip, baby
Theres no reason anymore to live with all the pain
Take this key, unlock the door, before it makes us both insane
Spill your heart out to me, darlin, girl I really need to know
Chorus:
Screams and whispers, dont be afraid
Lets be more than lovers tonight
Screams and whispers, let go of the pain
Whatever we uncover, we can make it, make it alright
Alright
I know youve been alone, takin care of yourself
Girl dont you think its time to trust somebody else?
Try just once to let your guard down, youve got nothin there to hide
Chorus
(solo)
Spill your heart out to me, darlin, girl I really need to know
Chorus repeats 2x
(2nd time: whatever we uncover, therell be screams and whispers tonight)
Alright
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Keys To Locks
Those conditioned to perceive themselves,
With undeniable rights...
To receive even when cupboards are bare.
Are those who will never be convinced,
An accustomed abundance...
Has exhausted what has always been believed,
Would be theirs.
A taking and not sharing had been a way of life.
A selfishness fed...
Comforted them in their beds at night.
And disregarding warnings,
Times come that will not be as bright...
For them is not accepted.
Preparing for these days,
They prefer to reject!
Those conditioned to perceive themselves,
With undeniable rights...
To receive even when cupboards are bare.
Are those who will never be convinced,
An accustomed abundance...
Has exhausted what has always been believed,
Would be theirs.
Even indebted to others they owe...
Can not be digested,
In minds isolated with only a selfishness known.
Even those with traditions fixed upon a worship of greed...
Refuse to accept,
Their wishes, wants, desires and needs...
Must be removed from their customes.
Since no longer there...
Are the tricks and treats that once easily pleased.
Even indebted to others they owe...
Can not be digested,
In minds isolated with only a selfishness known.
And...
Those conditioned to perceive themselves,
With undeniable rights...
To receive even when cupboards are bare.
Demand them to be restocked...
From those they owe who have keys to locks.
Those who now...
Command the blocking that stops!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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