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Like A Rabbit Spreading Gossip

Why have they wasted their time,
Sitting around...
Doing absolutely nothing.
When they could be somewhere else,
Making accomplishments.

'Who do you refer to? Yourself?
You seem to have the time to waste.
To pass your judgements and instigate.

And while I am at it,
May I say this to quiet your lips.
So far you have proven to be the best at it.
Hopping around from one to another.
Like a rabbit spreading gossip with such loyalty,
Devotion and commitment.

And 'they'...
Appear to be perfectly okay,
Doing what they wish.
With the minding of their own business.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Time Given To Whine and Pass Their Judgements

What annoys me most,
Are those folks who instigate.
The ones who assess others,
As doing 'nothing' for them.
Or anyone else.

And they leave no trail of evidence,
Of any attempts they've made.
To initiate the doing of anything for themselves.
And quick they are to become angered,
If what others do does not focus with a priority.
A sacrificial giving,
To the ones sitting to mouth their complaints.
With time given to whine and pass their judgements.
While their behinds have cemented imprints upon chairs.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lazy Spreading Cracks

Incredible as it is,
Those who have time to sit and smear others...
Are the 'What Have You Done For Me Lately' people.

And they are the ones who have done nothing for anyone,
But to advocate agitation...
To say what they would do 'IF' they wore someone else's shoes.

And there is just one problem with this.
They are never around to attempt a fitting.
Nor have they proven they can abandon those judgements passed,
By lifting their lazy spreading cracks and doing less of their sitting.

Only the ones who get things done,
Seem to often be the ones...
Fault is found.
While others find other places,
To deliver their opinions as they feed their faces.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Experiencing The Meaning Of Freedom

To be scrutinized over periods of time,
Eventually brings to one a liberty...
To choose to do what they please.
Knowing in the doing of it...
Someone's going to mention,
What is being done!

The how. The when. The where. And the 'who'.
Questioning the 'why' to create their own answers.
To make anyone listening come to wonder,
What their own lives would be like...
Experiencing the meaning of freedom?

And what gives others the right to waste their time,
Making attempts...
To evaluate those minding their own business.
Something many living today find most difficult to do!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Perhaps one of the most important accomplishments of my administration has been minding my own business.

quote by Calvin Coolidge
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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IF I Had 'Their' Time

Time and again,
People say they have none of it...
To do that which needs,
Their immediate attention.

And time and again,
The time that is wasted...
For them procrastinated to selected excuses,
Easy for them to make.

These are the people who say it's never too late,
To again...
Be freed of making decisions,
With a putting off what they see others do.

To say like most people who choose foolishness...
'IF I had 'their' time,
Of course I could achieve similar accomplishments.
But unlike them...
I don't have that kind of time to do what I wish.
I am not that fortunate.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Me It Stays

At this time in my life,
I am not trying to find...
Comfortable allegiances,
With those of similar likes.
And/or dislikes decided.

To find myself eligible,
For lifetime achievement approvals.
To leave hanging in the recesses of my mind.
And for what?
I am not trying to find that type of association.

Some folks are in it for the show and tell!
I'm not into it!
Doing my own thing and minding my business...
I have found most refreshing.
It lessens apologies and confessions.

I've long removed myself,
From that kind of insecure need.
And I have no cravings,
To be a social 'butterfly'.
To either sip or pour tea!
Or prop up my lips...
Ready to whisper fresh gossip!

Those I've appreciated,
Already know what to expect from me.
And we know what time it is!

And those that don't...
Wont!

That's how I live.
Since peace of mind had been found!
To leave me feeling free,
From making excuses for it!
Or adjusting any schedules,
For its appearance.

With me it stays.
That's the agreement made.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Comprehending Is the Key

I had the funding.
I had the opportunity.
And I wanted with them to share.

'What happened? '

I gave back the funding.
I returned the opportunity.
And I told those who supported me,
I could find no one who cared.

'So what is it that you do now? '

Stay focused.
Move forward.
And make huge investments,
In the minding of my own business.

'Aren't those the same people who say,
What is needed is commitment and unity...
In this community? '

I stay focused.
I've moved forward.
And I make huge investments,
In the minding of my own business.

'I know you heard me.'

I stay focused.
I've moved forward.
And...

'I make huge investments,
In the minding of my own business.'

I hear you.
Comprehending is the key,
To keeping one's peace of mind.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Oath of the Protector

They-the loyal, proud, courageous and strong!
Too multitudinous to count, their pedigree of honor, long!
Vow, do they, to protect and ever to defend!
Alas, ne'er to cease, lo, though time doth end!

Many befallen as champions of freedom, not of men!
Into conflict they bravely go, perhaps not to return again!
Allegiance they swear, not to man, nor mandate-
Loyalty and commitment is proffered, so as to obviate:
The Oath of the Protector, to but only our Constitution,
This precept hath proven fundamental to our evolution!

Lives, they offer to country, with service and loyalty-
So shall they still, through all time, perpetually!
Service, excellence, fidelity and truth-do define further still;
All are humbled, and obliged to thee, with promises you do fulfill!

Maurice Harris,2 April 2009

poem by Maurice Harris
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Waste Of Time

you want to think I have a problem
well think again it lies within you
you act so rude and immature
ill act the same I wont acknowledge you
but yet you still want to run your mouth
well why even waste your time
I despise your whole existence
and that's the bottom line
your a waste of time
don't waste my time
no need for adolescent gossip
fact is that you need to grow up
don't concern yourself with my life
because I could care less what you do
you say hello to my face
ingrates and sellouts to our backs
its no miscommunication
guts is something that you lack
your a jealous bitter waste of time
there is no need to pretend
I don't owe you a thing
don't act like we are friend
you wonder why I feel like this
come on open up your eyes
your all mindless and gutless
that is why I say
I could care less what you do
your just a waste of time

song performed by by Unseen
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Counting Dollars Clocked For My Efforts

I've heard it said,
But not as often these days.
How I had it made.
And others 'have' to work.
Although today,
There is an economic crisis.
And many passing their judgements,
Are not so free to critique.
With a shutting done of their lips.

And I use to let these comments upset.
But I stopped recently to think to myself...
They could not be referring to me.
Because I've been working all my life.
Doing things that I like.
And not having the benefit to call in sick.

None of which,
Affords me the time to sit doing nothing.
Or to complain to anyone,
About getting no pay!
As they...
Those in positions to complain AND get paid,
Take money and run on their pay day.
With the doing of one thing most of their lives.
And have the time to mind someone else's business!

Well...
With many today hoping those pink slips given,
From them look the other way!

And if I wished to have a position like that,
I wouldn't be spending sleepless nights...
Toiling as I do something I like.
I'd be spending time entertaining myself.
Or find the time to dine.
Ruining my diet with an unnecessary appetite.
Sitting to gossip about someone's life.

And here I am after many years...
Without the benefit,
Of lunch breaks and two weeks of paid vacations.
While doing fourty five minutes of daily labor!
To then say how easy someone else has it!

Don't we all make choices?
I can't be the only one who remembers this!

So fortunate I am to count my blessings.
Even though there has been times I wished,
I was counting dollars clocked for my efforts.
I'd have a condo on Jupiter by now!
But...
God has my back.
And so grateful I am for that!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stalked Like A Shadow Passed

Am I stalked like a shadow,
Clinging and from me to pass.
With a scent that is followed,
Thick and carried to cast in the atmosphere?
I often wonder about this.

Can I walk quietly without being observed?
Or does my presence disturb,
Those claiming to be focused on their own affairs.
Is the minding of my own business,
Become part of their agenda and now 'theirs'.

Am I stalked like a shadow,
With a scent that is followed?
Is the minding of my own business,
Become someone else's affair?
I often wonder about this and its annoyance.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Self Defeating Foolishness

No interest they have in politics.
Believing that and religion do not mix.
No interest expressed in local business.
And yet they insist...
Changes must come to exist!

No interest do they have,
With the lack of discipline shown.
And the disrespect accepted and known.
No one wishes to participate,
In doing those things that are right.
But quick they are to pass judgements.
And witness those in conflict...
As they sit and gossip as if to benefit!

No interest in progress or moving ahead.
As those who do this among them...
They do their best to keep them down instead.
And when they notice they are all of the same mind...
Knitted together by the same common thread.
They want to come together and unify!
Crying they've been left behind...
To entertain themselves,
With more nonsense to spread!
And this is done not 'some'...
But all of the time!

And they come together,
To denounce others who express,
No interest in them...
Or their self defeating foolishness.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There was a rabbit that had no home;
Such hopping soul could only roam.
Where ever he’d pass,
He'd eat of the grass.
And such, for him, was the norm.

quote by by Walterrean Salley
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Devils Radio

Devils radio
Gossip, gossip
Gossip, gossip
I heard it in the night
Words that thoughtless speak
Like vultures swooping down below
On the devils radio
I hear it through the day
Airwaves gettin filled
With gossip broadcast to and fro
On the devils radio
Oh yeah, gossip
Gossip, oh yeah
Hes in the clubs and bars
And never turns it down
Talking about what he dont know
On the devils radio
Hes in your tv set
Wont give it a rest
That soul betraying so and so
The devils radio
Gossip, gossip
Gossip, gossip
(oh yeah) gossip, (gossip) oh yeah
(gossip) oh yeah, (oh yeah) gossip
Its white and black like industrial waste
Pollution of the highest degree
You wonder why I dont hang out much
I wonder how you cant see
Hes in the films and songs
And on all your magazines
Its everywhere that you may go
The devils radio
Oh yeah, gossip
Gossip, oh yeah
Runs thick and fast, no one really sees
Quite what bad it can do
As it shapes you into something cold
Like an eskimo igloo
Its all across our lives
Like a weed its spread
till nothing else has space to grow
The devils radio
Can creep up in the dark
Make us hide behind shades
And buzzing like a dynamo
The devils radio
(gossip) oh yeah, (gossip) oh yeah
(gossip) gossip, (gossip) gossip
Oh yeah, gossip I heard you on satans wireless
Gossip, oh yeah you know the devils radio, child
Gossip, gossip
Gossip, gossip

song performed by by George Harrison
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Without Scheduling Nothing Gets Done

Sure...
I will argue with you.
Or debate on any topic you wish.
And there is no need to look surprised.
I am here for 'you'.
I want you to know that.

If you want to take the time with me,
To argue about your stupidity...
I will take the time to show you,
How stupid I use to be...
Before I realized time moves on.
And the time I'm finding now to waste with you,
Has already been scheduled on my 'Waste Of Time' list.

And I refer to this as stupidity,
Because that's exactly what this is.
'Stoo' with a 'pidity'.

And,
I don't want to hurry you.
But you do have three minutes left.
Out of the generosity of my heart,
I've given five people five minutes per week...
To waste a total of twenty five minutes of my time,
To argue or debate or 'whatever' it's called to do with me.

I've learned without scheduling nothing gets done!
Go!
We're on 'your' time.
Not mine.
You can stare as long as you wish.
But you've got two minutes left and that's it!

Don't test me.
I'm serious.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The World's Not Waiting

this might just be a waste of time
but there's no one i'd rather waste my time with than all of my best friends
so start the car up, we'll all take turns but not for the worst
we're all "hasbeens" and "never-were's"
and we're all in the back singing "Roxanne" just watching life pass us by
pass us by
as if we cared, enough to try and catch up
enough to make up for lost time
we've been down, e've been out, we've been hanging 'round
tip our glasses to having no direction
start the van, get me out of this one horse town, waste this night

song performed by by Fall Out Boy
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The World's Not Waiting (For Five Tired Boys In A Broken Down Van)

this might just be a waste of time
but there's no one I'd rather waste my time with than all of my best friends
so start the car up, we'll all take turns but not for the worst
we're all "has-beens" and "never-were's"
and we're all in the back singing "Roxanne" just watching life pass us by
pass us by
as if we cared enough to try and catch up
enough to make up for lost time
we've been down, we've been out, we've been hanging 'round
tip our glasses to having no direction
start the van, get me out of this one horse town, waste this night

song performed by by Fall Out Boy
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Somebody Else's Business

Somebody's life...
He loves her
but he sometimes thinks she's crazy
laughing
the next minute mad
and saying
'I think you're wasting my time'
crying
then changing her mind
She's screaming and shouting
and everything's blinding
She's laughing out loud
and busy 'cause she's minding
somebody else's business
Somebody else's business
Somebody's life...
She suffers
from such violent mood swings
he says
They disagree
He loves her
and life is never boring
Some say
it's just being free
She's screaming and shouting
and everything's blinding
She's laughing out loud
and busy 'cause she's minding
somebody else's business
Somebody else's business
Somebody's life...

song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Much Rest They Get

There are those who entertain themselves,
By bed hopping and dropping lies on folks.
And claiming to be what they are not!
For purposes to keep their deceit flowing...
And nonstop!

There are those who gratify themselves,
By passing judgement.
Especially in groups...
Who do it to each other,
To dupe one another.

And there are those who prefer to be alone.
Doing what they choose to do best!
Minding their own business...
At home.
Whether alone or not.
But with a peace of mind,
And...
Much rest,
They get!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You cannot avoid making judgements but you can become more conscious of the way in which you make them. This is critically important because once we judge someone or something we tend to stop thinking about them or it. Which means, among other things, that we behave in response to our judgements rather than to that to which is being judged. People and things are processes. Judgements convert them into fixed states. This is one reason that judgements are often self-fulfilling.

quote by Neil Postman
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