Look How Limited And Dim That Point Of View Is
Racists can't help but be crazy.
Look how limited and dim that point of view is!
And to the extreme the protection of insecurities.
Racists can't help but be crazy.
Remember those cowboy and indian days.
And the cavalry lead by John Wayne...
Saved every studio making movies,
In old Hollywood.
And our sense of greatness,
Was raised to new heights.
We taught our picked enemies how to fight!
Look how limited and dim that point of view is!
Racists can't help but be crazy.
And in denial many wont admit it in public.
As if their mindset does not reflect their ideals.
It does.
Any human being can feel the insignifance of it!
Racists can't help but be crazy.
Look how limited and dim that point of view is!
And to the extreme the protection of insecurities.
Look how the punching of holes in a once floating boat,
Sinks it!
Racists can't help but be crazy.
And many just lay on the beach to tan.
Without knowing a thing about swimming!
Or which deeds to uphold in respect and demand.
Look how limited and dim that point of view is!
And I'm just observing it.
Not passing judgement on this at all.
I choose not to stall my forward pace.
I choose to widen my perceptions...
As I move my mind into a broader space.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Do Not Need Racism
In the Human World it does not belong
We do not need racism since it is so wrong
The racists in their ways are so very small
To have them amongst us a blight on us all.
Since red is the blood we are born with to bleed
The racists amongst us we surely don't need
The scourge of racism is a human disgrace
For it in the Human World there ought not to be a place.
Racism is the source of serious crimes against humanity
Without racists so much better off we all would be
The torch of hatred of difference they set to flame
To have them amongst us is to all of our shame.
To war and to conflicts racism does lead
Without it the Human World would be better indeed
The racists amongst us to us all a put down
They never bring honour to their side of the town.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Racism On It
Racism on it does not have gender or colour or creed
And the Human World of it is surely not in need
The greatness in 'the fair go' the racist seems to miss
There is truth in the saying that ignorance is bliss
Racism does not have a nationality it is not black, white or brown
And racists live in the countryside and every village and city and town
No shortage of racists in the Human World of today
Yet they are in minority that would seem fair to say
The majority I know of not racist in any way
To those different to them due respect they do pay
In the Human World it does not have any use
And for racism there never is an excuse
The racists as people in their ways are small
Long live the greatness in 'a fair go for all'.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Crazy Enough
I am crazy enough to jump off a bridge for you
Even when i have seen you only once.
I am crazy enough to still be thinking about you
Even when i know nothing of you at all
crazy enough to build castles in the sky
crazy enough to imagine you and me
crazy enough to never see
the lie of you
I am crazy enough to stand in the rain
so i might see you once more
crazy enough to follow you home
so i can see you for a while
and i am crazy enough to want to be your
sickness so that you might go unhindered
crazy enough that no pain hurts me deeply
crazy enough that i cant let go
i am crazy enough to want to die for you
and there is nothing known about you
i am crazy enough to want to kidnap you
and watch you grow old in the cupboard of my mind
crazy enough to kill you so i might have you forever
crazy enough to only think
' if not mine no one else's
crazy enough that i might want to haunt you
I am crazy enough to hear what i want
crazy enough to hurt you so i might love you more
crazy enough to offer my soul
for you
crazy enough to want to
be you
i am crazy enough to say that
i don't know you except by sight
but i love you all the same
poem by Selam G. Sekuar
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Its crazy
Its crazy how your silence gets to be another murder case
Its crazy how i trip like i didn't tie my shoe lace
Its crazy how its so hard for me to be your base
Its crazy how other people put smiles on my face
Its crazy how those little things by you come by grace
Its crazy how much your love i embrace
Its crazy how loving you feels like i'm in a race
Its crazy how i can't catch your pace
Its crazy how i love you and i'll give you space
Its crazy how its crazy so watch this space
poem by Abigail Sikwenda
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A Different Point Of View
(tennant/lowe)
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When Im sitting so close to you
Theres only one thing that I wanna do
But I know what youre likely to say
That Im going about it the wrong way
We cant agree about anything
Where to go or even where weve been
And I know what youre likely to do
Say that Ive never cared about you
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
You dont believe a single word I say
If Id say black was white, youd say it was grey
But in spite of being treated this way
I still dream of you all night and day
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
Just this once
Just say yes
Please
Youve got a clever way of haunting me
Im never scared, but youre still daunting me
cause I know what youre likely to say
And I know that youll get your own way
And all I wanted to say was that I love you
But you tell me now you dont believe its true
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
You got a different, a different
A different point of view
You got a different
Point of view
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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You Are Beyond Redeemable
You are beyond redeemable,
And can not be saved.
If your point of view is limited...
To values you had,
Existing in isolation.
Those days of self praise are gone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unlimited Point of View
Disabled, or Divergently Abled,
Depends on individual point of view
As by personal path recently led
My parameter is now somewhat new
For any roadway that is very steep
Or too rocky to be traversed on wheel
For every stream I may no longer leap
Other paths, providence does reveal
For every mountain I can not climb
Beneath rests a peaceful valley green
Offering a view still quite sublime
Each majestic peak will yet be seen
For every Eagle that might soar too high
A Songbird will cheerfully flit close by
Watching the stallion gallop in the sun
I know the jubilance born of full run
Point of view is a peculiar thing
Originating not from eye alone
Drawing from the unique mindset we bring
Rises each vision we have ever known
Each day proceeds to offer something new
As one chapter ends the next has its start
There is no such thing as limited view
If you but search with unlimited heart
poem by Mary Havran
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Crazy Enough
I am crazy enough to jump off a bridge for you
Even when i have seen you only ounce.
I am crazy enough to still be thining about you
Even when i know nohting of you at all
crazy enough to build castles in the sky
crazy enough to imagine you and me
crazy enoughto never see
the lie of you
I am crazy enough to stand in the rain
so i might see you once more
crazy enough to follow you home
so i can see you for a while
and i am crazy enough to want to be your
sickness so that you might go unhindered
crazy enough that no pain hurts me deeply
crazy enough that i cant let go
i am crazy enough to want to die for you
and there is nothing known about you
i am crazy enoughto want to kidnap you
and watch you gorw old in the cupboard of my mind
crazy enough to kill you so i might have you forever
crazy enough to only think
' if not mine no one else's'
crazy enouhg that i might want to haunt you
I am crazy enough to hear what i want
crazy enough to hurt you so i might love you more
crazy enough to offer my soul
for you
crazy enouhg to want to
be you
i am crazy enough to say that
i dont know you except by sight
but i love you all the same
poem by Shayla Bowser
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Racism Poem - Racists
there are two things that i fear
one that i could not see
the other i would rather not see
they are ghosts and racists
the first i could fend with faith
the second with thank god
his abundant milk of patience
racists are a society's cancer
debilitating, energy sapping
draining peace
whenever one is around
you are robbed of your vitality
the environment dries up
and things grind to a halt
the racists could stare into
the starry night and are
consumed by its darkness
rather than the glitters of stars
god's rich graces fail to reach them
their earth cracks and harvests fail
few walk the middle path
sooner or later they let loose
the ghosts they rear in them
- the vortex of negative charges
stone on cogs of wheel
the factory where the devils work
day and night to fuel and heat up hell
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Equally Sheltered And Confused
You can not believe what is going on?
And in your disbelief,
You seek and explanation for it?
Perhaps you should ask yourself this question...
'Where have I been not to have been a witness.
And how much of reality,
Have I chosen to dismiss? '
Whatever it is that is in existence today,
To even admit not to have known about this...
Is to personally announce the living in denial.
And the mind that you have,
Is both isolated and limited.
Leaving you not alone to share this point of view,
With others who too...
Are equally sheltered and confused.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From Their Point Of View
There will always be those who choose to see life,
From their point of view.
And not necessarily from their own experiences.
As many feeling entitled excuse themselves to do.
There will always be those who choose to see life,
And the struggles others endure...
From movies, widening TV screens,
Or binoculars used as they peer from behind trees...
To validate a faking of a wisdom often to be argued,
With the ones who have received their completed lessons...
Taught fresh from the trenches to prove with wounds,
They did not sit to observe someone else fighting their battles.
There will always be those who choose to see life,
From their point of view.
And not necessarily from their own experiences, either!
As many feeling entitled excuse themselves to do.
And others will volunteer as a sacrifice to feel as a duty,
To assist in securing freedoms for all as promised.
With a few who will come to assist in providing comfort,
Or express an appreciation and with respect...
To the ones who will always associate life,
With a feeling of mental and physical pain for their efforts.
And this is the view many refuse to acknowledge.
Since to do it they will have to admit a reality exists.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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She Drives Me Crazy
I cant stop
The way I feel
Things you do
Dont seem real
Tell you what I got in mind
cause were runnin out of time
Wont you ever set me free?
This waitin rounds killin me
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
I cant get
Any rest
People say
Im obsessed
Everything thats serious lasts
But to me theres no surprise
What I have, I knew was true
Things go wrong, they always do
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
I wont make it,
On my own
No on likes,
To be alone
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I cant help myself
song performed by by Fine Young Cannibals
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Crazy For You
Swaying room as the music starts
Strangers making the most of the dark
Two by two their bodies become one
I see you through the smoky air
Can't you feel the weight of my stare
You're so close but still a world away
What i'm dying to say is that
I'm crazy for you
Touch me once and you'll know it's true
I've never wanted anyone like this
It's all brand new
You'll feel it in my kiss
I'm crazy for you
Crazy for you
Trying hard to control my heart
I walk over to where you are
Eye to eye we need no words at all
Slowly we begin to move
Every breath i'm deeper into you
Soon we two are standing still in time
If you read my mind you'll see
I'm crazy for you
Touch me once and you'll know it's true
Iv'e never wanted anyone like this
It's all brand new
You'll feel it in my kiss because
I'm crazy for you
Touch me once and you'll know it's true
Iv'e never wanted anyone like this
It's all brand new
You'll feel it in my kiss because
I'm crazy for you
Crazy for you
Crazy for you
It's all brand new
I'm crazy for you
And you know it's true
i'm crazy crazy for you
It's all brand new
I'm crazy for you
And you know it's true
Ya i'm crazy foryou
Crazy for you baby
I'm crazy for you
I'm crazy for you baby
song performed by by Madonna from The Immaculate Collection
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Golden Moments
Now if all my golden moments
Could be rolled into one
They would shine just like the sun
For a summer day
And after it was over
We could have it back again
With credit to the editor
For striking out the rain (very clean)
And all it really needed
Was the proper point of view
No ones gonna bring me down
No ones gonna stop me now
Now I gathered up my sorrows
And I sold them all for gold
And I gathered up the gold
And I threw it all away
It all went for a good time and a song (come on)
The laughter was like music
It did float my soul along for awhile
And all it really needed was the proper point of view
No ones gonna reach me here
No ones gonna know Im gone
You may think I might be crazy
And I guess you might be right
But I know the way I feel today is out of sight
I do not trust your senses to remember your name
Without corrective lenses
Things are never twice the same anyway
And all it really needed
Was the proper point of view
No ones gonna bring me down
No ones gonna stop me now
No ones gonna reach me here
No ones gonna know Im gone
song performed by by James Taylor
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True Believers
Stuck inside my harvard box
Behind the door the bauhaus locked
Im wrestling with a new ideal
Im working out the way I feel
I just came back from cultureburg
Where I tried to learn the painted word
People there were so convinced
Its kept me thinking ever since
Crazy, but true
I want to believe like you
Come with me, the teacher said
No side-to-side, look straight ahead
cause if you want true confidence
Youd best forget your common sense.
Go find yourself a point of view
And if you need some help to choose
Just dance the dance named after me
If you believe then you will see
Crazy, but true
Now I believe in you
There was a time
When we could make head nor tail of the story
Now its sublime
And were not afraid anymore
cause were all
True believers
Solo.
So tell me its true
I want to believe in you
Crazy, but true
I want to believe in you
Blind faith makes such strange demands
Sometimes a think Ill never understand
Answers on a postcard, please
Id like to know what you believe
True believers ...
Are you
A true believer
(I wanna believe in you)
song performed by by Level 42
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This Is Crazy
A shadow with me all day
No body
This is crazy, this is crazy
Notes of a scintillating flute
No flutist
This is crazy, this is crazy
Breathtaking verse on paper
I was sleeping
This is crazy, this is crazy
Vermilion laden sky
Sunrise or sunset?
This is crazy, this is crazy
Dishevelled clothes, swollen lips
You came in my dream
I am crazy, I am crazy
Or is this the only sanity? ?
poem by Renu Rakheja
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Let’s Gingrich Be Devilish …
Gingrich is too arrogant
To be president
He is being jealous
Raucous and ambitious
The racists are enraged
They are out there to get Obama
The racists are engaged
To fail, they urinated on the cama.
They don’t believe in compromise
They want confrontations…
They will get more than confrontations
Nobody wants to listen to their lies
At times, desperation is a mental disease
Let’s put pressure on them and tease
Those lunatics who are in need of better attire
Let’s fight words with words and fire with fire.
Gingrich is too out of sight
To be right.
poem by Hebert Logerie (September 2010)
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Only 'Then' Are Things Understood
People who choose to understand,
From 'their' point of view...
Only choose to do it,
If their point of view is agreed.
And only 'then'...
Are things understood.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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She Drives Me Crazy (feat. Zucchero)
I can't help the way I feel
Things you do don't seem so real
Tell me what you got in mind
'Cause we're runnin' out of time
Won't you ever set me free
This waitin' 'round is killin' me
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
I can't get any rest
People say I'm obsessed
Everything you say is lies
But to me there's no surprise
What I have, I knew was true
Things go wrong, they always do
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself, no
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
I won't make it on my own
No one likes to be alone
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
I can't help myself
She drives me crazy
Drives me crazy
Like no one else
You know she drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
Oh myself
She drives me crazy, oh yes
Like no one else, no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
song performed by by Tom Jones
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An Envied Popularity
I am often told I use incorrect language...
In my writing or use of speech.
And the text I prefer is limited in reach.
My point of view lacks technique and vision.
And that my diction is unclear at times.
That it is absent of any precision.
'How many of you have actually read one thing,
Your teacher has written?
Or remember the director's name,
Of a movie seen that has achieved acclaim.
But there is always someone there,
Wherever you are to keep you reminded...
Any attention you get,
They will be jealous of it! '
~What is your point? ~
'Notable successes,
Are easier to critique...
Once one has reached,
An envied popularity! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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