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My Bets Will Not Be Placed On Them

If you truthfully want to comprehend,
And understand.
Remove yourself from your comfort zone.
Do not profess ownership claimed,
Of anything you have a concept...
That sistains and maintains.
Make an attempt to forget your name...
For purposes to remain incognito!
And what you overheard thought fantasized...
By passersby as you sunshaded your eyes,
Behind 'foster grants'.
Will frighten you into reality!
Hop on a bus wherever you are.
Take a city wide tour.
Your beliefs will instantly find competition!
And my bets will not be placed on them to win,
Place or show!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Havoc

They attempt to silence those...
Who are against their beliefs!
And yet it is their beliefs...
That loudly shout out,
For change!
Nothing about them or what is valued,
Has remained the same.
And...
No one silenced has created this havoc!
Or with such a disturbance to focus on chaos.
Anyone seeking peace,
Is not looking for it through conflict!
No one is against their beliefs at all.
The concept is there!
The ideals are magnificent.
However...
The reality of the practice,
Is missing in action!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Comfort Zone

Where do we go
When theres a need to be loved
Like you need to be loved
Oh, Ill let you know
Just what to do and where to go
Hey welcome to the comfort zone
When you need to be loved like you need to be loved
Welcome to the comfort zone
Do whatever feels right and turns you on
After a hard days work
Theres one thing to be certain of
This ol familiar love
Its not unusual to find that its sensual
Its all you need to let go
Theres no need to try
Or compromise
Or settle for another outside of my love
The thing to do
When you get through
Heed the message seek the comfort of my zone
Hey welcome to the comfort zone
When you need to be loved like you need to be loved
Welcome to the comfort zone
Do whatever feels right and turns you on
Hey let me make you comfortable
Let me take control
And give your mind a break from the day you made
Lets turn the lights down low
And oh the rest you know
Ill be here for you
cause you just stepped into the comfort zone
Written by kipper jones & reggie stewart

song performed by by Vanessa Williams
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Incognito

(incognito)
The man behind the mask
(incognito)
At the masquerades board?
(incognito)
Can you see through his disguise?
(incognito)
Is he a friend of yours
(incognito)
The man behind the mask
(incognito)
A face you cant conceal?
(incognito)
I can see through your disguise
Standing in the dark
Hidden in the crowd
(incognito)
Trying to see your face
Chasing shadows through
(incognito)
The night
(incognito)

song performed by by Incognito
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There Is An Understanding To Be Claimed

There is an understanding to be claimed,
You say is now within your reach.
And you can comprehend how I've been feeling?
Making it okay for you now to speak to me.

I will pretend I didn't hear that.
Just because you are disappointed,
By the way your life has gone.
I don't share those sentiments.

Your perception of me,
And your thoughts that I do not acquire...
Material 'things' you can not touch or see,
Does not qualify you to understand my feelings.

However...
What from 'you' I do understand,
Is the feeling you possess of worthlessness.
Since your values have been re-evaluated.
I've never had those values to re-evaluate.
And you now believe you and I have something in common?
We don't.

There is an understanding to be claimed,
You say is now within your reach.
And you can comprehend how I've been feeling?
Don't fool yourself.
The standards I have set for myself,
Are extremely high.

And you?
You haven't sacrificed your beliefs,
To know those feelings others rejected...
With a disrespect.
There is much between you and I,
I could never accept.
Even if I tried.
I don't lie to myself.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Perhaps If I Fantasized

Perhaps if I fantasized,
I'd find less time to be critical.
Perhaps if I adorned my eyes with blinders.
I wouldn't mind bumping against the decadence.
And convince myself.
What I've done is run into a flower,
That has grown releasing into the air.
Fresh floral scents.
And not the garbage that is there.

Perhaps if I fantasized,
I'd find more time to be surprised.
That I could actually do it!
With the covering of my eyes,
After a long tote on crack.
And believing myself to be a fire hydrant.
Soliciting strays dogs passing by to attract.
Perhaps if I fantasized.
Like many I would not recognize reality.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One's Beliefs

Beliefs aren't changed overnight,
Because of misdirection.
Beliefs are changed overnight,
When new ones are created.

Misdirection can be debated,
For reasons to entertain those who make changes.
But one's beliefs as they are...
Are only fed to keep them out of the way.
And kept faithfully attached,
For purposes to serve!
Not to discuss what are facts.

Beliefs aren't changed overnight,
Because of misdirection.
Beliefs are changed overnight,
When new ones are created.
Like one's knowledge of facts...
Depends on who is being pleased.
And for what reasons they've been directed,
To go first down on their knees,
Hoping to find their minds comforted.

And...
Beliefs,
As they are interpreted to be.
Aren't changed overnight,
Because of misdirection.
Beliefs are changed overnight,
When new ones are created.
To please and comfort the converted

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Stuff Is Blatant

My observations aren't created.
Rarely embellished are they envisioned.

I see what I see.
And hear what I hear.
Ignoring what is there,
I do not make that decision.

I am one of those probing nosey people.
Wanting to comprehend with a reason,
To question 'why'?
I can be analytical if I wish.
But what I observe...
There is little need for it.

This stuff is blatant!
For open eyes to satiate.
Blatant with a rawness,
Hard for some to digest.
I guess that is why so many folks,
Delude themselves with pretentions.
Preferring lives fantasized,
To moralize what upsets.

This stuff is blatant,
Oh yes.
There in black and white!
But I understand why,
Some choose to camouflage this in disguise.
So much truth conflicts with a resistance to reality.
And reality is much despised.

This stuff is blatant!
For open eyes to satiate.
Blatant with a rawness,
Hard for some to digest.
I guess that is why so many folks,
Delude themselves with pretentions.
Preferring lives fantasized,
To moralize what upsets.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Will Continue To Pray

I can understand a desire and a wish,
To want to defeat an opponent in competition...
IF I am prepared with and/or without cheers,
I hear that gives me a support I can not ignore.
I can understand this mindset.
Although to me it bores.

But there is something about competing against,
Another who has been made to be an enemy who wants...
To attack my interests.
When those who cheer me on from where they stand,
Have different beliefs from my own.
And it is known they are my closest ally.
Who say I should prioritize their demands.

When I complete...
On myself I place my own demands!

'How do I comprehend this?
What's in your mind I don't understand.'

Maybe you will.
Or maybe that day to you will never come.
Like many who embrace conflicts that are done.

And, although I will continue to pray to win...my way,
To a Creator my ally does not accept or believes exists...
I hope the results of the competition I am in to stay,
Leaves me in a position to have my decisions respected.

'Well...
Who's side are you on? '

I am hoping to cross the finish line.
To be declared on the winning side.
With hopes to have this nonsense of winning,
A choice I'd like to have accepted as being shared.
I just don't want to be viewed as a loser,
No matter whose side I am on.
And looked upon as representing no one.
With a sharing to benefit all.
I'm sure you can relate to that?

'I do?
But...
What about that competition 'spirit'? '

What about it?
I'm not into divisions.
I'm into actions that share success.
With a praying done that I accomplish,
My best effort and God approves.

'What does God have to do with any of this? '

You asked me who's side I am on...
Didn't you?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For Community Purposes

'...and keep in mind,
As we come to a close
Of viewing those living in denial...
This tour does not take requests,
To stop and offer positive assessments.
Those attempts have been tried...
And a few of our tour guides were hospitalized.
However...
We do supply applications,
For anyone desiring a federal grant
That details the importance of these tours,
To keep educational and entertainment enhanced...
For community purposes!
Make sure that is underlined.
That can not be overstated.
Remember...
These tours are for your knowledge.
And those grants are provided,
Without need of documentation.
This should be especially attractive to those,
Securing non-profit status! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Of a Useless Need For Assumptions Done

Presumptions have reached the junction,
Of a useless need for assumptions done.

It will be clarified as to which way...
Today is heading towards.

All mysteries will become nonexistent.
And those deluded with beliefs...
Fantasized by the applied means of deceit,
Will soon see for themselves...
An agreed upon reality reached.

And...
No one will dispute!
A delivery of an effectiveness,
That shall not be debated...
For purposes to refute.

Since what comes will not elude them!
Or anyone on planet Earth to refuse...
To leave with choices to accept or reject!
Or feel the neglect of being excluded.

The real deal descends upon us all!
With eyes and ears opened.
Mouths shut!
And breaths that are deeply taken.

Truth as it is...
Without hint of manipulation.
Or beliefs some have chosen,
On others to inflict!

This will not be lifted,
From varied religious affliations.

Truth as it is...
Has arrived to be revealed.
And coming to a mindset near you!
To shock and awe...
With lessons,
Of mass introduction!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keeping Alive Lives Lived to Fantasize

How can someone who claims to have faith,
Be quick to express fear?
I'm not understanding that at all.
Nothing about that makes it clear.
Or someone who has insecurities...
Expressing they choose not to comprehend,
Anything...
That will bring a clarity to them.

I don't understand those at all,
Who deny reality.
To say to others within listening distance...
What they see they can not believe.
But deceit they accept,
Without questioning its existence to reject.
And delude themselves they do...
With a resistance to accept the truth.

And everyone wonders why...
A quality of life,
Continues to ride on a downslide.
While keeping alive lives lived...
With wishes to remain completely fantasized!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Doesn't Come Easy

Into a zone I own and claim.
And not only am I featured...
But I'm there in every scene.

Into a zone I own and claim.
And it took me quite a while,
To establish my own style.

It doesn't come easy,
To get up from a fall at all.
No matter who depicts,
What the picture represents.

It doesn't come easy...
To decide and get the nerve to play ball.
With thoughts of getting rid,
Of any suspect competition.

Into a zone I own and claim.
With thoughts of getting rid,
Of any suspect competition.
Into a zone I own and claim.
With thoughts of getting rid,
Of any suspect competition.

It doesn't come easy,
To get up from a fall at all.
No matter who depicts,
What the picture represents.

So many find their comforts in like minds.
Hoping that all will agree,
To their wants and spoiled needs.

Into a zone I own and claim.
With thoughts of getting rid,
Of any suspect competition.
Into a zone I own and claim.
With thoughts of getting rid,
Of any suspect competition.

It doesn't come easy,
To get up from a fall at all.
No matter who depicts,
What the picture represents.

Into a zone I own and claim.
It doesn't come easy,
To get up from a fall at all.

Into a zone I own and claim.
It doesn't come easy,
To get up from a fall at all.

Into a zone I own and claim.
It doesn't come easy,
To get up from a fall at all.

It doesn't come easy,
To get up from a fall...
At all.
At all.
At all.
It doesn't come easy,
To get up from a fall...
At all.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Neither Are Around To Be Found

When it is discovered,
Not to be what it is.
Or what one has thought it to be...
Why is there a place for it sought?

Why is it accepted,
With a patience to have beliefs change.
And if beliefs can be changed with patience...
Why is it claimed neither are around to be found.

It is close to one's seeking for peace.
People kill to make it happen.
With a spending of millions to get it.
Only to go bankrupt financially and morally.
When peace is free!
And when something is free...
People automatically become suspicious of it.
But can be deceived they have enemies,
To ultimately pay the price...
For finding a place for it!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Danger Zone

Shaking off the tresholds of a long forgotten dream
And you just can't make it last
Coaching paradise on a personal line
But you get fired to fast
And you lie, memories drifting by
Love don't make it on those pin-striped nights
When you're looking through someone's disguise
You can't make it alone, so you gotta make a move
But you're looking at nobody's eyes
Well that's love, or maybe love come and go
Looking for love is a danger zone
Love don't go begging in the danger zone
You won't get nothing from the danger zone
Tales that you tell from the stories that you'll hear
And you'll get what you can while you may
Don't understand when you're looking for a dame
But it's only a heartbreak away
And you'll learn, faking has no return
No way when you're feeling that way
Will your feet get caught up in the crowd
And the song that you sing is too soft to be heard
But your speakers are way too loud
Like the pain, loving is no big game
Looking for love is a danger zone
No don't go living in the danger zone
You won't get nothing from the danger zone
Don't take no chances in the danger zone
Love don't go begging in the danger zone
No don't go living in the danger zone
You won't get nothing from the danger zone
Don't take no chances in the danger zone
Love don't go begging in the danger zone

song performed by by Rainbow
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Those of Actions and Less Words

Anyone can make comments,
About feelings meant.
Feelings claimed to have!
But kept in one's mind,
Where that time has been spent!

However...
Those of actions and less words,
Impress with images lasting.
And it is the consistency of their thoughts and deeds...
That keeps one in someone's mind,
As one that can be believed without doubt or question.

Too many people today express in public flair,
How deep their loyalty for another is...
And so profess what is kept,
But not truthfully there to be addressed.

With confessions made to others,
As if this passes a test.
While it is the things done they do...
That disproves a conviction spoken.
And not in their hearts to followed through.
Although dramatized displays are created,
To show how someone by another,
Has been made to become upset.

This is straight from a 101 Beginner's Acting Manual.

And those on the receiving end,
Are not tricked to be fooled by deceptions that begin.
Feelings they have are invested too!
And these feelings for them are protected to defend.
Not tossed about in meaningless conversations.
Conversations to impress but without a depth connected.

Anyone can make comments,
About feelings meant.
Feelings claimed to have!
But kept in one's mind,
Where that time has been spent!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Neighborhood Threat

Down where your paint is cracking
Look down you backstair buddy
Somebodys living there and
He dont really feel the weather
And he dont share your pleasures
No he dont share your pleasures
Look at his eyes
Did you see his crazy eyes
Youre so surprised he dont run to catch your ash
Everybody always wants to kiss your trash
Ah you cant help him
Nobody can
Now that he knows
Theres nothing to get
Will you still place your bet
On the neighborhood threat
Somewhere a babys bleeding
Somewhere a mothers needing
Outside a boy is lying
But mostly he is crying
And he just shouts in anger
Youll find him interesting
Look at his eyes
Did you see his crazy eyes
Youre so surprised he doesnt build for you
Everybody always wants to run with you
Ah you cant help him
Nobody can
Now that he knows
Theres nothing to get
Will you still place your bet
On the neighborhood threat
Youre so surprised he dont run to catch your ash
Everybody always wants to kiss your trash
Ah you cant help him
Nobody can
Now that he knows
Theres nothing to get
Will you still place your bet
On the neighborhood threat
On the neighborhood threat (a night in your face)
Dont place your bets (a night in your place)
On the neighborhood threat (will you still place your bets)
Dont place your bets (when the neighbor comes)
On the neighborhood threat (neighborhood threat)
Dont place yor bets
On the neigborhood threat

song performed by by David Bowie
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It Is Enjoyed

Just because some things are made to look easy,
Doesn't mean they are.
Because someone enjoys what they do...
Does not mean it is easy for them.
It is enjoyed...
And that is the difference.

There are those who do things and complain.
It may be something simple.
But still their attitudes remain the same.

And there are those who profess to 'like' something...
But the want someone to show them how it is done.
In fact...
If they can find someone to do it for them,
The need for work has been overcomed.

And yet there are those who do things just for a dollar.
That is all they do things for!
And the more money they make...
The more they profess a thing they do is enjoyed!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Steppin In A Slide Zone

I took a ride in a limousine
I took a road Id never been
I met a stranger by the way
His coat was torn but his eyes were clear
Standing in a slide zone
I could be steppin in a slide zone
He told me where a river flows
He showed me how the apple grows
He told me of a magic stream
His face was worn but his eyes were clear
Standing in a slide zone
I could be steppin in a slide zone
Standing in a slide zone
I could be steppin through a time zone
He went to find a shooting star
Around the bend thats where they are
I went along just for the ride
Suddenly I began to glide
Standing in a slide zone
I could be steppin through a time zone
The air raced by there was no sound
We drifted high above the ground
And then said you know this place
And then a smile lit up his face
Standing in a slide zone
I could be steppin in a slide zone
Standing in a slide zone
I could be steppin through a time zone
I turned my head and looked below
And there was something there I know
Suddenly I began to fall
I looked around and tried to call
Standing in a slide zone
He had me steppin in a time zone
Standing in a slide zone
Falling through a time zone
Help me please I thought I said
Then something happened in my head
Music came from all around
And I knew what I had found
Standing in a slide zone
Falling through a time zone
Steppin in a slide zone
He had me falling through a time zone

song performed by by Moody Blues
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Demanding Your Love In Return

Comforted by Your comfort.
And a faith that keeps 'Us' connected.
I know my relationship with You is unique.
When I speak to You,
I demand Your attention.
To leave others alone with their beliefs!

Some say they pray for things to get.
Like ornaments to bring them happiness.
While others are taught to plead to You,
On their knees.
But Father You know,
I don't have to do that with You to please.

And I'm certainly not going to pretend,
I do not have a taste to indulge in temptation!
I'm curious about all of Your Creation.
And those who expose their evilness...
Hiding behind pretensions,
With claims they know what You want best.
Are clearly the ones confused!

If they were as righteous as they profess...
Why are so many religiously stressed?

Comforted by Your comfort.
And a faith that keeps 'Us' connected.
I know my relationship with You is unique.
When I speak to You,
I demand Your attention.
To leave others alone with their beliefs!

Hoping one day...
The truth about You,
Will open their eyes and amaze!
To find that You...
Are waiting for them to love You too!
Like I do.
Demanding Your love in return!

But then again...
I am aware of You always there.
And I can do that.
Knowing Your eyes...
Are always on me!
Whether or not I am on my knees,
To impress in pray.
You are with me everywhere!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Approach Comes With Much Love

Open and raise my eyes,
Dear Father.
Let me come to realize,
The magnificence of Your universe.
I thirst to be fed with Your Knowledge...
Wisdom and Compassion.

Open wide and clear my vision of this,
My Father.
And remove from me yet another veil...
On this plateau of a consciousness,
I have been made aware does, indeed, exist.

Open and raise my eyes,
Dear Father.
Let the brightness blaze upon my heart.
Let me come to realize,
The magnificence of Your universe.
So majestic...
My own existence of this,
Becomes more mysterious.
As I am here,
To do as You wish...
My Father.

And,
In the acceptance of this, My Dear Father...
Is it at all possible,
That You, Your Wonderment of Fantastic SuperSkills...
Could dropp me a couple of grants,
To cover my needs as I make attempts...
To ween myself from greed?

I'm just checking out possible options!

If You can do that for me, Dear Father...
We will remain snow-to-the-treetop tight,
Until You blow my heat away to cool off.
But,
I am hoping, Dear Father...
You will understand my approach comes,
With much love.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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