Making No Sense
If a determination previously made,
To ignore suggestions recommended...
By the ones who submitted them,
As making no sense.
Why should anyone then get upset...
By those again solicited,
Who refuse to make any more suggestions?
And at who's expense is this waste of time,
When the ones authorized to make decisions...
Can not make up their minds to decide.
Only to find fault and blame those they accuse,
As being rude and too tempermental.
Un-co-operative.
AND unpredictably moody.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do Not Waste Your Patience
What can be said,
About those who make their own decisions?
Those who get upset by them,
And begin to accuse others...
For their brooding self inflicting,
Choices in life they have chosen to choose.
Nor do they appreciate their own lives they hate!
People like this blame others for their failures.
Seek to analyze who lead them into traps.
And jealous of advancements of others they are.
Especially those they use to laugh at behind their backs.
Those that now witness them shuffling along...
With long faces drawn and ambitions distant and gone.
What can be said,
About those who make their own decisions?
Those who get upset by them,
And begin to accuse others...
For their brooding self inflicting,
Choices in life they have chosen to choose.
Hating themselves and everyone around them too!
Nothing!
There is nothing anyone can possibly say or do,
For those who refuse to listen and comprehend...
Any advice that is given to them!
And empathy expressed they also ignore too!
The best decision one in this position can make...
Is to evaluate the situation,
And from this excuse creator...
Move!
Do not apologize when exiting swiftly,
To break quickly away.
Just keep on steppin'.
Move!
Do not waste your patience!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Suggestions
Few suggestions do I make.
Especially to those,
Who solicit them.
Most times folks await,
Suggestions they prefer and like.
And it becomes difficult,
To be both honest and polite...
With someone who tries to define,
My interpretation...
Of what I 'really' meant.
To defy in denial...
With a prepared and customary,
Excuse.
Few suggestions do I make.
Especially to those,
Who solicit them.
When I know I am honest in my assessments.
And folks aren't ready for the truth...
Unless it agrees with them.
Only to hear them say back to me,
'What makes you an authority?
Judge and jury? '
My response?
'Years experienced,
In being a complete jackass!
And it becomes easier for me to identify one!
You...
Are still in the midst of development.
And I understand that too! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Invite, Solicit or Visit. Period
I have never found it alright,
To have others make decisions...
For the way I live my life.
My own parents weren't restrictive,
Or strict.
They made suggestions and that was it.
To have someone decide,
What is or is not for me to appease my appetite...
Is not going to happen.
Unless someone is seeking an argument or a fight.
And at my age I 'will' sleep peacefully at night.
So conflicts to undo my wishes I do not invite.
Nor do I solicit or visit.
Period.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Please... Don't Repeat It
Something you 'recently' discovered about me,
Gives you a differing opinion that changes things?
And now it is you who pretend,
You don't know who I am.
And you've become upset because I react,
As if I could care less?
Your approach to making sense,
I have not encountered before.
I would even say it is unique.
'Yeah!
That's it.
You act as if you are better than everyone else.
That is why I've made attempts to ignore you.
In the hopes you will notice my doing it.'
I find your admission to be quite odd.
Since...
Wasn't it you who had assessed 'me',
As not being qualified to say 'hello'...
Years ago in exchange to my expression?
'Yeah...
But,
I didn't know you could have shown me disrespect.
Because I've discovered your deeds all over the internet.'
Huh?
You did what?
'Yeah...
But I didn't know you could have...'
Please...
Don't repeat it.
I do the best I can to avoid headaches.
I like to make a request you continue to ignore me.
It would make my life that much easier.
And...
Do me this favor.
'Okay.
I will.
What is it? '
Tell others how nasty I was in treating you,
When you greeted me.
That always seems to work for people like you.
'Your comments are rude! '
That's fabulous.
Go with it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Many Mistakes By Them Were Made
Now they want to say,
Many mistakes by them were made.
As if a stumbling along the way,
Did not scream to get their attention.
And those who were there to prevent their despair,
Are now solicited for their suggestions to mention.
But that energy dismissed,
No longer lingers in the air from lips who cared.
Many mistakes by them were made.
And today they make attempts to correct their own nonsense,
But aren't lessons learned when the choice is made to listen?
And not when one decides a time lost can be revived.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Promises Are Made To Be Kept
Today I have made myself this one promise...
Not to make anymore.
Promises are made to be kept.
And why should I make them to myself?
Of late...
I have not made a promise,
I have yet to keep that was met.
I am getting older.
And those who are doing this,
Know how moody the elders get.
And promising myself,
I will not get upset...
Is as worthless as those attitudes I get into.
To then forget the reason 'why' I am so cranky.
Or who it was I promised,
What was done whether consciously or not...
Someone will have reason to regret.
And often it was me on the receiving end!
Yes.
So today,
Without delay...
I have made myself this one promise,
Not to make anymore.
Promises are made to be kept.
And why should I make them to myself?
Especially,
Since I promise myself to remember...
Where I leave my keys.
And it takes me at least an hour to find them.
Only to realize...
All that time they have been in my pants pocket.
'OH.
Oh...I...uh.'
So today,
Without delay...
I have made myself this one promise,
Not to make anymore.
It's embarrassing enough,
To accuse someone else...
Of stealing them.
Although I can display,
Awesome humility!
And having the ability to use my advancing age,
Is not beneath me.
Whatever works...
Not to appear to be thought of as a jerk!
'You know...
I thought that was change in my pocket,
I was going to ask you if you needed.
Before I let those 'keys' let me lose my concentration!
If you're going to be here for a while,
I'll be right back!
You need anything while I'm out? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Uninvited Or Solicited
People who make decisions to go overboard,
At someone else's expense...
Should first ask the person,
If they would give permission to become annoyed.
This action could prevent an anger stemming,
From someone not comprehending...
That a making of decisions that affect someone's life,
May not be a decision someone else should make...
Uninvited or solicited to do so.
And there are those who will never understand,
When to 'butt' out with a keeping of their mouths shut.
And still...
For what ever 'that' reason unexplained,
There will always remain those...
Who continue to campaign to inflict their own pain.
Regardless how tremendous the size of the map given,
That directs them to the exit.
Folks like this never get it.
And become offended,
When their assistance is 'belligerently' dismissed.
'You did not have to curse me.'
~Oh yes I did.
You were seeking it.
And from me you sought that delivery.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Get Up And Get Things Done
If I don't find a purpose,
To get up and get things done...
I'll waste the day away.
My day will waste away.
If I...
Do nothing,
But talk on the telephone,
Listening to people moan their groans...
I'll waste the day away.
My day will waste away.
And to have that as a habit,
Is not where my head is at!
And I do what I can for myself,
Without some people donating their help.
Some people have no need...
To begin one thing and see it through.
And when I tackle something...
It is going to get done!
Since that is what I do.
Some people,
Waste a lot of time.
Some people,
Can't make up their minds.
Some people,
Have nothing to do but to sing the blues!
Some people,
Waste a lot of time.
Some people,
Can't make up their minds.
Some people,
Have nothing to do but to sing the blues!
If I don't find a purpose,
To get up and get things done...
I'll waste the day away.
My day will waste away.
If I...
Do nothing,
But talk on the telephone,
My day will waste away.
I'll waste the day away.
Some people,
Waste a lot of time.
Some people,
Can't make up their minds.
Some people,
Have nothing to do but to sing the blues!
Some people,
Have nothing to do but to sing the blues.
That's all they do!
And I wont be giving up my time to find,
That choice to make...
As a habit!
That choice wont become my habit.
People making up their minds like that...
Can have it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Preference
Sometimes we have to stand on our own two feet,
And make our own decisions.
We can take a slice, of some good advice,
But decide on our own intuitions.
No one can live our lives for us,
It is something we alone have to do,
And whether or not, we lose the plot,
We should be determined to see it through.
Suggestions, hints and opinions,
Are all valid and help one decide,
And it's really your preference, that is of the essence,
So at least you can say that you tried.
Sometimes we have to stand on our own two feet,
So courage is what's really required.
But the future's unseen, and there's no way to glean,
If our choices have succeeded or backfired.
We all take a chance when deciding,
Which is the right scheme to pick,
Taking time to work out, what your plan's all about,
Is what you would call, philosophic.
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I've Done My Job
'How did we arrive,
To get 'ourselves' into this situation? '
I thought you knew.
You were the one to convince me,
To follow you and not the others.
'This is true.
Now what do 'we' do?
It would make no sense,
To accuse or blame each other.
With no choices left,
To accept, reject or defend 'our' decisions.'
'Our' decisions?
Hey...
You convinced me to follow 'you'!
I've done my job.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Father And Son
it's not time to make a change
just relax and take it easy
you're still young that's your fault
there's so much you have to know
find a girl and settle down
if you want well you can marry
look at me i am old but i'm happy
i was once like you are now
and i know that it's not easy
to be calm when you've found
something going on
take your time think a lot
think of everything you've got
you will still be here tomorrow
but your dreams may not
how can i try to explain
when i do he turns away again
and it's always been the same
same old story
from the moment i could talk
i was ordered to listen
now there's a way and i know
that i have to go away
i know i have to go
it's not time to make a change
(wait, wait)
just sit down and take it slowly
(wait)
you're still young that's your fault
(i have to go)
there's so much you have to go through
(and make this decision)
find a girl settle down
(i know)
if you want well you can marry
(know)
look at me i am old but i'm happy
all the times that i cried
(stay, stay)
keeping all the things i knew inside
(stay)
well it's hard but it's harder to ignore it
(why must you go)
if they were right i'd agree
(make these decisions)
but it's them they know not me
(i know)
now there's a way and i know
that i have to go away
i know i have to go
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This is not a screenplay. I don't do twenty drafts. I'm not going to show this to you until it's published or accepted for publication. You can make whatever suggestions you want, but I probably will ignore them entirely.
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Solicited With Other Voices
Those able and capable of making decisions,
Are already prepared to be blamed for them.
Since those who take positions,
To find hiding places as is their custom...
Always seem to make appearances,
To dispute those decisions that have been made.
With an advocating of protests...
Solicited with other voices raised,
So no one can detect which of those voices heard...
Stand out to be recognized by anyone,
To humiliate publicly and personally disgrace.
Although cookies shakened together in one package,
Eventually chip to have them all crumble.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Father & Son
Its not time to make a change
Just relax and take it easy
Youre still young thats your fault
Theres so much you have to know
Find a girl and settle down
If you want well you can marry
Look at me I am old but Im happy
I was once like you are now
And I know that its not easy
To be calm when youve found
Something going on
Take your time think a lot
Think of everything youve got
You will still be here tomorrow
But your dreams may not
How can I try to explain
When I do he turns away again
And its always been the same
Same old story
From the moment I could talk
I was ordered to listen
Now theres a way and I know
That I have to go away
I know I have to go
Its not time to make a change
(wait, wait)
Just sit down and take it slowly
(wait)
Youre still young thats your fault
(I have to go)
Theres so much you have to go through
(and make this decision)
Find a girl settle down
(I know)
If you want well you can marry
(know)
Look at me I am old but Im happy
All the times that I cried
(stay, stay)
Keeping all the things I knew inside
(stay)
Well its hard but its harder to ignore it
(why must you go)
If they were right Id agree
(make these decisions)
But its them they know not me
(I know)
Now theres a way and I know
That I have to go away
I know I have to go
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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I Was There Myself
I wish I could find the right words to say,
Why your mind and my time...
Are not going to be close friends.
I wish I could say this to you,
Without you becoming upset.
I am a lot older in many ways.
And in those ways you do not respect.
My tolerance you accept,
As an approval of your nonsense.
I am just more patient.
And have more than you will ever know.
My willingness to listen,
To your petty conversations...
Is a hope you will comprehend,
Just how small you make that world you live in.
My suggestions that you live and let live,
With a letting go...
Comes from experience.
Not because I believe there is so much I know.
Your mind is limited and fixed in stubbornness.
Then to me you complain,
About your attempts to convince...
With an acknowledgement foreign to common sense.
And to learn one has to listen.
But your issues and insecurities,
Are excuses you use as a defense.
I was there myself!
That is why you are so obvious.
I wish I could find the right words to say,
Why your mind and my time...
Are not going to be close friends.
I wish I could say this to you,
Without you becoming upset.
I am a lot older in many ways.
And in those ways you do not respect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Have No Need For The Ones You Have
Continue to procrastinate.
Do nothing,
But waste your time!
Advice solicited given to you...
Has been excused,
While you choose to make up your mind.
Time after time...
After time each time!
Keep your steps reluctant.
Make decisions you say are with faith.
Remain stubborn not listening to others.
And hesitate,
Sitting while you wait!
In a selfish self debate,
You salivate...
Deliciously,
When speaking of your fate.
Those dreams you wish fulfilled with promise?
With hopes?
Came by to knock on your door!
But you were inside,
With doubts you did not stop!
And those knocks you heard,
You left ignored!
And away from you,
They've gone forevermore!
There was a delivery that came,
Especially for you.
But those 'gifts' disappeared.
When you made it clear and obvious...
You have no need for the ones you have.
And the ones you have you fear!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When a Mind Becomes Opposed
Can one protect from their own paranoia?
And who determines this is cost effective?
Especially when there is suspicion,
Of mental detention.
When a mind becomes oppose,
To common sense and suggestions...
Recommendations for medical care,
Is lost!
Becoming a waste of time.
Since apparently a vacancy is obvious
In those kinds of minds!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Decisions
In our lives, we make
an enormous amount of decisions.
Some are wise,
while others are not.
Some are thought out,
while others are on
the spur of the moment.
It is these decisions
that normally cause us
the most pain
because we examine them
time and again.
Did we make the right one,
or would it have been better
not to make one at all.
As some decisions cannot be reversed
after, they have been made.
19 March 2008
poem by David Harris
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Deciding For Tomorrow
Decisions are being made all the time by those at the top,
Tomorrow there is a futuristic twist and so we are appalled
By the rough work, so hard to decipher.
Decide now when to harshly criticize, when to wonder
At those who ponder and upset no longer.
The wonderful employment of a man in matrimony
Has just begun, his wife needs to decipher his face.
The arrival of a daughter can send happiness to the heart,
Mighty blows from hands of divinity are making her function.
The decisions from the top big men
Make a man of fatherhood almost weep at his wages,
To let his daughter have a private school
And not let himself regard the safety of his wife.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Dreaded Requests
I am not a rude or ignorant man,
but there are some things,
that I will not do.
Unfortunately, I do not like
to read a lot of what
I am politely requested to read.
I am often bombarded by people
asking me to read
and comment on their work.
I do not like to be rude
and ignore their pleas,
but I just read what I like,
not what I am asked to read.
I choose whom I like,
if I see a title I find interesting
I will take the time to read it
and make a mental note of the author.
If I like what I read,
I will dip into that author’s work
time and time again.
I do not care if they read my work or not
that is their choice and I have mine.
All I ask is let me make up my own mind.
Do not bombard me with notes
requesting that I read your work,
as I am likely to ignore them.
I am not being rude or ignorant
it is I just do not do requests.
poem by David Harris
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