Lessons Are There to Be Taught
The lessons are there,
To be taught.
But too few have the patience to learn.
Believing themselves already with class.
Skipping to miss a comprehension for them,
That never occurs in their minds to stir.
Since a yearning for it stays left unearned.
To leave the value of understanding,
None of their concern.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Learn How To Spell
Learn how to spell.
You will do better.
You will do well.
If you just take more time...
And learn how to spell.
Don't you wish to be understood?
Knowing a comprehension...
Has been received.
In the best way an understanding...
Could be achieved.
Learn how to spell.
You will do better.
You will do well.
If you just take more time...
And learn how to spell.
It's not difficult today,
To deliver your message...
In a correct way.
Consider a dictionary as your friend.
And refer to it often.
Not just on a whim.
With a skipping of a 'now'.
And delaying a 'then'.
If you want what you say,
Leave an impact your way?
Learn how to spell.
Do that today!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Clearly Not the Leeches
The choice is quite clear.
On one side are those,
Of decadent minds.
Breeders of secrets and deceit.
Experienced at it.
And they want their defects known.
On the other hand...
You have those who are thoughtful and concern.
Honest with their assessments.
And do not deny,
There are lessons they need to learn.
But they are clearly not the leeches...
Who taught everyone how to enjoy,
Dignifying themselves...
As they do backstrokes in cesspools.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Feelings Like These Are Felt
To be in the presence of adults,
Still in full possession of child like mentalities...
Gives me a chill.
The kind I know is noticed.
Listening to their depth or lack thereof,
Can be likened to a teacher taking a piece of chalk...
And scraping it across a blank blackboard.
Achieving a desired effect.
To gain attention...
From those prepared to be taught lessons.
Some who become 'startled' will awaken!
However...
Many who have skipped those classes,
To learn absolutely nothing...
Seem to be the ones seeking now to be heard.
With a comprehension that skims on the rim of shallowness.
And irritating anyone who has developed a patience.
A patience one can admit at times like this...
Seeks quietly to find an exit.
Before offensive comments begin to slip accidently,
Out from the mouth of one who is not seeking to be polite!
Or feels a need to accomodate others,
With a show of good social skills.
When feelings like these are felt,
It is time to cordially leave!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It Is Not About You
If it is not about you,
That you keep such desire to do...
To prove,
Then what is the purpose...
That necessitates the heat of your fire?
If it was no about 'you'...
That flame inside would not burn.
And that yearning to accomplish,
Would not be kept as valued!
IF it was not about you.
So many do believe it is not about them.
From false teachings taught to keep their lights dimmed.
But it IS about you.
If it wasn't you would not be here to do.
With a proving to others...
It is about them too!
'It isn't about me.'
I see!
Then why do you exist?
To prove your worth is unrealistic?
And you would rather be something real like a tree?
'No.
You are not understanding me.'
And selfish as this may seem to be...
My understanding will not be confused,
To diffuse it with your accepted comprehension...
Of whoever it is all about.
'We all are a reflection of God! '
Then it IS about YOU.
Will you get out of my face!
You are obstructing my view.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In My Less Than Tolerant Youth
I don't resent those ignorant.
Since that word could apply to anyone...
Who believe they are in a position,
To condescend someone else.
Because of one's economic status!
Or, of one's color of skin.
We all learn lessons that seem to never end.
I have had great conversations,
With those considered less intelligent.
To leave them with a wealth of knowledge...
That left me seeking them out again!
And wondering 'if'...
I'd be accepted as a friend?
We all learn lessons that seem to never end.
And those who express opinions,
With open mouths and shut ears...
Are often those with minds that are closed,
To thoughts of others...
They oppose.
Have you ever heard those say,
With their own children they can not communicate?
Did you leave them comprehending...
How blessed the children one day will feel?
And their frustrated faces will be replaced,
To express in celebration if they just kept faith!
I've lived to witness miracles...
In my less than tolerant youth.
My mother and father would stop me with a look.
And I would freeze,
Daring to breathe.
Just when my own patience began to slip from lips!
Knowing then it was wiser for me...
To wait and listen!
And not make a big deal of it.
Or I'd find it unbearable for me to sit.
Followed by my mother's promises,
That any healing done would not be quick!
We all learn lessons that seem to never end.
With some being pointless,
To have them repeated again.
I've lived to witness miracles...
In my less than tolerant youth.
With pictures depicted painting a thousand words.
Only a few did I dare to review in pursuit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Incentive to Capture a Fresh Thought
There is so much that people miss.
So much that 'skips' their understanding.
No exploration of thought,
Brings to them full comprehension.
No mental stimulation is going on in their minds.
The world is defined by them...
As it has been delivered.
There is so much that people miss.
So much emptiness exists,
Between their ears.
Conditioned to be limited,
And from that they view
Is the sum total of their lives!
Some have committed suicide...
That's how shallow their egos felt inside!
There is so much that people miss.
Debating it in mindless arguments...
Makes no sense when that is witnessed.
Attempting to sway one's way with another...
Seems to be likened to a dog chasing its tail.
Or running after cars!
There is a need...
But what is that need feeding?
There is so much that people miss.
So much about 'this'...
This life!
They leave to go unadventured!
With no incentive to capture a fresh thought!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keep On Believing
I woke up in the quiet dark
Fed the cat and hit the park
Cutest chicest chocolate queen
Look and smiled right at me
Keep on believing, keep on believing
Keep on believing, keep on believing
She said "hi" without no sound
Made my head go Iight and 'round
She was dressed to kill tne pope
Ard what she did she gave me hope
I smiled back without no sound
I said "hi" and left the ground
Keep on believing, keep on believing, keep on believing
Life won't leave me alone
Trouble won't leave rne alone
Strenght don't leave me alone
Truth don't leave me alone
She looked so bright in pixie hair
She made me know how much I cared
Her brown eyes gave me butterflies
Sho towed my soul up to the sky
Keep on believing, keep on believing
Keep on believing, keep on believing
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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A Wish To Do With A Want To Touch
A wish to do with a want to touch,
Has to have no distractions.
And lessons learned,
With a yearning to know...
Must be attached to desire to grow.
OR dreams will be left never to be revealed,
To leave those believing all that is needed,
Is a squeezing them out of a pillow.
A wish to do with a want to touch,
With a craving to taste as if needed so much.
Eventually comes to satisfy,
The one who makes it happen.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Are Not Too Many People
There are not too many,
Who can leave hurdles leaped.
That others seek,
To reach and stir someone within.
With a tone that is expressed,
From an honestness.
And that's how those protective walls,
Come to be shakened.
To break and awaken.
There are not too many...
Who can express,
An experience they possess.
Not one that affects,
A comprehension that connects.
There are not too many,
Who can say they have lived.
And this is believed.
From an understanding given and perceived.
There are not too many people,
Unafraid to 'be'.
Without their hearts,
Left to bleed on their sleeves...
Publicly!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keep On Belieiving
I woke up in the quiet dark
Fed the cat and hit the park
Cutest chicest chocolate queen
Look and smiled right at me
Keep on believing, keep on believing
Keep on believing, keep on believing
She said hi without no sound
Made my head go iight and round
She was dressed to kill tne pope
Ard what she did she gave me hope
I smiled back without no sound
I said hi and left the ground
Keep on believing, keep on believing, keep on believing
Life wont leave me alone
Trouble wont leave rne alone
Strenght dont leave me alone
Truth dont leave me alone
She looked so bright in pixie hair
She made me know how much I cared
Her brown eyes gave me butterflies
Sho towed my soul up to the sky
Keep on believing, keep on believing
Keep on believing, keep on believing
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Rainbow Walking-How Long?
If Rainbow Walker wonders how long?
Not long
Time now seems an eternity
but it is only seems that way
but you will live to be 89
and most of life is ahead
you have time.
Patience and endurance
are the lessons you have to learn now
because they will be what you need
when true love comes.
Unhappy now
the longer it stays
truly magnifys
happiness
when it finally comes;
because devotion
patience
and belief in self
are the stalwarts
you need
to make it happen
when the opportunity comes.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Ending of Pretensions
Like a brisk wind cool and quick,
To come a leave a resettling of dust...
To reconnect as dust to again settle.
With few remembering where it sat.
Or where it was at before the disturbance occurred.
As this is done,
Some are numb.
To anything or anyone.
And caring less if the Sun,
Is a solid or a ball of gas.
Few even bother to ask.
It's just a piece of heat.
An adult status has arrived!
Surprising some as it comes.
An acceptance fits without it being compromised.
Many bemoan age.
As if it can be skipped!
As if a youthful glow stops it.
And we can decide to hide.
From a process that adopts death.
Others find their happiness,
With an ending of pretensions.
And whistling freely.
Worthy of a skipping around the bush.
Picture it...
A skipping done absent of concern.
'...and 'this' has something to do with,
The brisk of wind?
That is cool and quick to come and leave? '
Well...
That depends on your fortunes.
I hope you are not relying on me,
To provide reason, purpose and clarity?
You should know I do not live in your neighborhood!
Does it appear to you I am trying to locate comprehension?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Encouraged To Lie
Making it all up,
As they go along.
Most children do that.
Pre-fabricating,
With undeniable excitement.
Whether in the telling of their stories.
Or, In the singing of their songs.
And we listen to them.
Telling them how important it is,
To use their imaginations as gifts given.
With lessons we teach...
How significant it is to expand one's mind.
Some children do grow,
And break free from this practice.
Knowing when for them a reality begins.
And when an adolescence for them ends.
Some children do leave their immaturities behind.
Others remain to embellish their entire existences.
Confusing the difference between right and wrong,
In the telling of their stories.
Whether or not they are sung in songs.
And convincingly deceive to have others believe.
From dawn until night lingers on.
With a kept belief.
That their realities created,
Should not leave anyone upset.
Especially if their imagined realities,
Have brought a benefit that many later regret.
And the ones not understanding with a comprehension,
Are those who all their lives.
Have been encouraged to lie.
And in their minds they see no reason why,
This should not have been left to go on existing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Place For It At All
I have forgiven you.
I have!
There is no resentment,
Stirring within me that brews!
Although the images remain
As impressions on my mind!
But I don't find the time,
To relive them
Like I use to do!
I have forgiven you.
I have!
And all the things you did...
To make my life a living hell
When I was a kid!
And the tears I shed,
When I felt then
That I was better off dead!
When I had no bed of my own.
And you could care less...
About the mess you left us in!
I have forgiven you,
I have!
But what I had to learn,
Was to forgive myself
For the burning inside of hatred I carried!
I buried my emotions in my chest!
Now released.
My mind is now in completed peacefulness!
I have forgiven you,
I have!
I had to.
Resentment is something 'you' lived with!
I have no place for it at all!
You taught me not to want it around!
And to leave it,
Wherever it was noticed, recognized and found!
I have forgiven you.
I have!
Don't let that ever be your concern!
There is much more worth to my life,
God has kept me here on this Earth yearning!
I have forgiven you.
I have!
If I had not...
You would not be left,
With that thought to wonder!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Patience Is Needed To Feed It
Don't do it to stop...
No!
Don't do it to drop...
No!
Just you know that...
Every single prayer,
That is made...
Stays right there.
A patience is needed.
Your patience is needed to feed it.
Every single prayer,
That is made...
Stays right there.
A patience is needed.
Don't leave it to disbelieve.
You must keep your faith to receive,
And appreciate what comes to be.
Oh don't exchange woes,
To give up and let go.
Don't you know that...
Every single prayer,
That is made...
Stays right there.
A patience is needed.
Your patience is needed to feed it.
A patience is needed to greet it.
Every single prayer,
That is made...
Stays right there.
A patience is needed.
Don't leave it to disbelieve.
Be right there to meet it and greet.
Don't do it to stop...
No!
Don't do it to drop...
No!
Don't do it to stop...
No!
Don't do it to drop...
No!
A patience is needed.
Your patience is needed to feed it.
Don't do it to stop...
No!
Don't do it to drop...
No!
A patience is needed.
Don't leave it to disbelieve...
Or,
Leave it there unfed to greet.
A patience is needed to meet it.
Your patience is needed to feed it.
Don't do it to stop...
No!
Don't do it to drop...
No!
Don't walk and give it away!
A patience is needed.
Your patience is needed to feed it,
Today!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dictation Done
If there is anything experience teaches,
To those who have gone through that process...
With a final acceptance of lessons taught,
Is this...
No matter where one goes with an experienced life,
Achieved through the benefit of failure...
Sometimes repeated.
And lessons learned that have been taught.
Those who seek comprehension,
Will never find time to be bored.
And will one day discover their observations,
Are the ones that are eagerly sought!
Since so many others seem to be awaiting...
A school bell to ring and an announcement made,
That a thought one initiates should soon begin!
With a dictation done that has nothing to do,
To provide one with the tools to use common sense!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For the Sake of Convenience
For the sake of convenience, we ignore
The epidemic of impertinence.
We don't abnegate from what we adore
For the sake of convenience.
We are taught to be obsessed. We have been
Educated by a standardized test,
That insinuates choice cannot happen.
We are taught be obsessed.
We distract our weary minds with the news,
Believing a culture that is designed—
Culture to consume in a single-use.
We distract our weary minds.
We learn what we are told—that we must
Cover any fresh perspective with mold.
For the sake of convenience, we have trust.
We learn what we are told.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Growing apart you couldn't see
Your not the man I want to be
Stale mate time it was over
All the while destroying each other
One thing I'd like you to know
I want my own life so let me go
All the years obeying the rules
Your game of life is played by fools
Just let me go, just let me fo
I can't feel nothing for you
But what is left for me to do
No cause for concern, we live & we learn
I'll just say goodbye
Search deep I have to find
The truth that lurks within my mind
Your words you used to drown me
Are washed away I'm free to be
Just let me go, just let me go
I can't feel nothing for you
But what is left for me to do
No cause for concern, we live & we learn
I'll just say goodbye
Now we're apart can you see
I'm now the man I want to be
A second chance not that its over
We don't need to hate each other
I can't feel nothing for you
But what is left for me to do
No cause for concern, we live & we learn
I'll just say goodvye (RPT x 2
song performed by by Xentrix
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Growing apart you couldn't see
Your not the man I want to be
Stale mate time it was over
All the while destroying each other
One thing I'd like you to know
I want my own life so let me go
All the years obeying the rules
Your game of life is played by fools
Just let me go, just let me fo
I can't feel nothing for you
But what is left for me to do
No cause for concern, we live & we learn
I'll just say goodbye
Search deep I have to find
The truth that lurks within my mind
Your words you used to drown me
Are washed away I'm free to be
Just let me go, just let me go
I can't feel nothing for you
But what is left for me to do
No cause for concern, we live & we learn
I'll just say goodbye
Now we're apart can you see
I'm now the man I want to be
A second chance not that its over
We don't need to hate each other
I can't feel nothing for you
But what is left for me to do
No cause for concern, we live & we learn
I'll just say goodvye (RPT x 2
song performed by by Xentrix
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Simple Lessons
Simple, simple lessons, simple...
Sound to be where, make you want to scream.
Always left without, saying hello.
Ive seen chains the bear less, snap and fall long before you let go.
Times run over your sink onto my floor,
Its okay, weve cleaned them many times before.
Simple lessons are, simple lessons are, simple lessons are, simple lessons are, simple...
Sounds might be where, yeah I want to cry
Always left before, I said hello.
Hes had days where shades of brilliance, never granted him space.
Green shades of painful rains, its okay, theyll wash away now
Simple lessons are, simple lessons are, simple lessons are, simple lessons are, simple...
Always taught you how, drain yourself empty.
Always taught you how, drain yourself empty.
Were all scarred up from ages of childish games.
Yet Ive never seen your head up higher.
It feels real this time, I see you happy again.
Reel it in for awhile, oh enough to take my
Aint enough to take my aint enough to take my, aint enough to take my, aint enough to take my place
Sounds might be where, you want to scream.
Always left without, saying hello.
Ive seen chains that bear less, snap and fall long before you,
Long before you let go
song performed by by Candlebox
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