My Tolerance Level
Once allowed I did,
The sitting to simmer...
In an acceptance of nonsense.
I believed in the doing of this...
I would be considered approachable.
And given much more respect.
With a diminishing of unneeded stress.
But the more of it I would get.
Today my tolerance level has a quota to make.
With an unmistakable 'zero' to achieve.
Fake platitudes and pretentions too,
Have no impressions on me to leave.
And nothing attempted by anyone will I let slip by.
Deleted from my peace are disguises tried.
My own corrupted ideals I had to let go.
Since my tolerance level is aimed to get to zero.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sensitivity Earns Foes
The level of tolerance makes
One sweet or bitter to others.
If one is kind, the credit goes
To his capacity of tolerance.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Crazy Woman
she is a neighbor
they think she is crazy
what we have
we keep
tolerance and
tolerance
she asks for coffee
and cookies
watches tv
and decides which channel to watch
i am about to burst
until she gets away with
sanity
she says
what she has is tolerance
and tolerance for me
fair.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A self proclaimed Iconoclast
When preaching to the multitudes
He taught by means of parable
to make it understandable.
Not merely mouthing platitudes.
Religious leaders of today.
Who have risen to prominence
would view it as great offence.
If you should question what they say.
You ask but they do not reply.
You are supposed to just accept
the rules they make as your precept.
A code of conduct to live by.
They daren’t admit they know no more
than you do. Maybe even less
of what they’re trying to express.
A fact they easily ignore.
Too busy building their career
and striving hard to make their name.
To most it’s just a power game.
It’s sad but it is true I fear.
Their myths and legends based upon
the simple truth which was once taught
corrupted now by after thought.
are merely man’s opinion.
They cannot teach what they don’t know.
Although they keep up the pretense
they can produce no evidence.
To show they know the way to go.
Relying on our ignorance.
We are brain washed in early youth
that our religion holds the truth.
There’s little room for tolerance.
You cannot force men to accept
that your way is the only way.
That’s why we’re in a mess today
The leaders of each church reject.
That tolerance can lead the way
to lasting peace and brotherhood
and put an end to shedding blood.
Admit that they have been led astray.
By bigots now and in the past.
Though not a prophet I forsee
no ending to the misery.
A self proclaimed iconoclast.
20-Mar-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Diminishing Defenses
Let's remove the platitudes.
And rid the phony subtleties,
To dropp to be who we are...
To let that be seen,
Moving forward to do more progressive things.
You offend. I offend.
Let us diminish the fences.
Diminishing defenses.
Let's remove the platitudes,
I defend. You defend.
Let us diminish the fences.
Diminishing defenses.
Let's remove the platitudes.
You offend. I offend.
Let us diminish the fences.
And let's do it to prove,
It done,
To do.
Diminishing defenses.
Down with the fences.
You offend. I offend.
Let us diminish the fences.
Diminishing defenses.
Let's remove the platitudes,
I defend. You defend.
Let us diminish the fences.
Diminishing defenses.
Let us remove those platitudes
Diminishing defenses.
Down with the fences.
Let us remove those platitudes
Diminishing defenses.
Down with the fences.
Let us remove those platitudes.
Diminishing defenses.
Down with the fences.
Diminishing defenses.
Let us remove those platitudes.
Let us remove those platitudes.
Diminishing defenses.
Down with the fences.
Diminishing defenses.
Down with the fences.
Diminishing defenses.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Homebase
People do make decisions to leave a comfort zone,
Wilfully...
To seek opportunities elsewhere,
With a doing of this regretfully, sometimes.
And there are those who feel less comforted,
By a showing of a lack of support...
Within their own homebase.
Unable to create their opportunities,
Without feeling to be chased away.
Knowing to maneuver around this truth,
Is too much to convince others to prove.
So they leave happily with this acknowledged...
A growth that explores life,
Is much more important to experience...
Than withnessing a tired stagnation permitted to exist.
While others sit with no ambition,
Advocating the acceptance of this.
Now...
To return with a learning process to share,
With others prepared to become aware...
Is a different story.
Since one's tolerance level has broadened,
To be or not to be involved.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Apartheid Glorified
Quota Oh quota,
Worst than pota,
Racism strengthened and legalized,
Apartheid glorified and constitutionalized.
Islamic quota, Christian quota,
Harijan quota, tribal quota,
Backward quota, handicapped quota,
Regional quota, linguistic quota.
Quota madness welcomed,
Divisive forces institutionalized,
Ah poor meritorious soul! If this be so,
No end or balm for this woe,
No peace for bright wood,
No cure for thy mood.
poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma
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Practice rather than preach. Make of your life an affirmation, defined by your ideals, not the negation of others. Dare to the level of your capability then go beyond to a higher level.
quote by Alexander Haig
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Over The Hills And Far Away
A LITTLE bird flew my window by,
'Twixt the level street and the level sky,
The level rows of houses tall,
The long low sun on the level wall;
And all that the little bird did say
Was, 'Over the hills and far away.'
A little bird sang behind my chair,
From the level line of corn-fields fair,
The smooth green hedgerow's level bound
Not a furlong off--the horizon's bound,
And the level lawn where the sun all day
Burns:--'Over the hills and far away.'
A little bird sings above my bed,
And I know if I could but lift my head
I would see the sun set, round and grand,
Upon level sea and level sand,
While beyond the misty distance gray
Is 'Over the hills and far away.'
I think that a little bird will sing
Over a grassy mound, next spring,
Where something that once was me, ye'll leave
In the level sunshine, morn and eve:
But I shall be gone, past night, past day,
Over the hills and far away.
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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Rising to Another Level
Rising to another level.
And cleansed from the bullshit,
Other folks shoveled...
I can be abrasive I admit to that!
But I don't scatter nonsense,
Or run like a timid cat!
I've clawed my way to achieve where I am.
Whether others understand me...
I don't give a damn!
If it wasn't for God rushing to my aid,
I would have been in a plot
Unmarked in a grave!
Rising to another level...
I see what keeps most afraid!
Restricted by denials,
And obstacles in their way!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Down to Earth
Expectations,
As expectations go...
Seem only to achieve,
A certain level of acceptance.
And to appease those with ambitions...
To be down to Earth without attempts,
To pollinate wishes and dreams...
Often considered out of reach and unobtainable.
May those who are believed to be out of touch...
By a seeking to break down walls of limitations,
One day be welcomed from their flights of 'fancy'...
In the sharing with others,
That the world is, indeed, round.
And not flat!
With those living in other places,
Experiencing the many cultures and races...
With an acknowledgement of that fact!
'YES!
I witnessed this with my own eyes.'
And unbelievable as it may seem to them,
There are others also 'down to Earth'.
And apparently living to explore it!
'YES!
I witnessed this with my own eyes.
Believe it.
It's true.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Else Other Than Me Know What I Am Thinking
I think mainly based
On my impressions on
The happenings around
Likely and very much likely
None other's impression
Will be similar
Hence, none other thinks
The way I think about an event
My level of understanding or otherwise
My level of value additing or otherwise
My level of experience to an earlier similar event
Are unique to me
And no one can make out
The thoughts processed in me
Based on these
I know some evolved people appreciate
The uniqueness of one thought
And make no attempt to judge on that
Some, however, claim foolishly
That they know who is thinking what
Please appreciate the fact
Who else other than me know what I am thinking
Understand this please
Accept this fact and
Accommodate me, even if found foolish
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Istanbul Past Present Future
Istanbul life pulse do you feel it as I do?
When you gaze upon mosaic maze
tapestry ancestry diversity ethnicity
tolerance love respect embrace diverse
humanity all souls created God miracles
Istanbul hope tolerance lessons teaches
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Tolerance - the function of an extinguished ardor - tolerance cannot seduce the young.
quote by Emile M. Cioran
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Tolerance it a tremendous virtue, but the immediate neighbors of tolerance are apathy and weakness.
quote by James Goldsmith
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Really the great
Men are there who sap things, cars and clothes.
In them there must be enough tolerance.
What about sapping the wives? Then they’re
Par excellence in the matter of tolerance.
11.08.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Have None Of It
If anyone that has been invited in your space,
Disrespects you and your space while they are in it...
They need to leave.
If your peace of mind has been threatened,
By anyone you have let in...
They need to leave.
Especially if they feel that comfortable,
To upset your environment...
With an immaturity their insecurities,
Are focused to set upon you,
With a wish to bring an intent to cause you grief.
They need to leave.
And you without apology must do this!
Request without attitude and insist.
Since folks come to spew their venom,
To enhance their own lack of peace...
Missing within them.
Clear the air and sweep away this sickness.
Do it quick.
Have none of it.
It has to leave!
This polluted air shared,
Is not yours to breathe.
Know it has to leave.
'People like that will always use others,
To enhance their point of view...
At the expense of someone believed to be,
Accepting of their ignorance.
And their ability to hide behind excuses made.
No one should feel victimized by them.
Let them know who you are.
And you have no tolerance for that BS! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tolerance is the value that was selected to put on here, and tolerance is as American as apple pie.
quote by Jay Inslee
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Some Choose to Dye Quickly
It gets a little bit harder,
To expand upon one's tolerance...
As the hair begins to gray.
Growing older,
Sometimes isn't done with patience.
And the thrill of each day,
Comes when staying as far away...
From the sounds of nonsense.
Arriving at this stage of one's life,
Needs no definition...
Of what peace is like.
It gets a little bit harder,
To expand upon one's tolerance...
As the hair begins to gray.
Some choose to dye quickly,
Every sign of getting older.
With a permanence wished to sustain.
Hair, eyebrows, moustaches and beards.
Expecting Mother Nature from them to disappear.
As if no one recognizes...
Every movement done they do is slower.
And a once proud vision...
Is not as clear.
'Hey Pops!
Hold up your head.
Don't dropp that toupee.'
~Is that suppose to be funny?
Well,
It isn't.
You, you, you...
Whatever! ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Vulnerabilities
Do not 'assume' I am not aware,
Of the nonsense you pass under my nose.
Or with your doing of it makes it okay.
My eyes and ears are never closed to your doings.
Underestimating with an undermining done,
From the comfort of your couch...
Does not mean you have the keys,
That have opened the door to my vulnerabilities.
Do not 'assume' I am not aware,
Or that I am not prepared...
To use the tools I've learned to entrap fools,
Believing my mind is out to lunch.
Do not 'assume' I am not a collector of fools,
To munch and crunch as a preference.
Nor should you perceive my tolerance level,
To be so high as to allow a sneak to weaken me.
Do not assume I use an approach,
That can be effectively encroached upon.
But I will say this...
Your attempts will teach us both a few lessons.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Never Play With My Patience
When there has been a line drawn,
That ends my tolerance to accepting nonsense...
I believe childish and stunting to my consciousness,
It will be known.
I don't adapt to a continuous applying,
Of intentional foolishness too well.
When I've used up my benefits of doubt,
I'm not around and about researching for reason.
I give what I've been given and I'm gone!
That's it.
I never play with my patience or let that be allowed.
Nor do I stay to doctor any empathy felt with guilt.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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