Nip Grudges In The Bud
For whatever the reason,
You have been convinced to dislike someone...
Make the doing of it,
YOUR personal issue to pursue.
Let that become something within you,
That you fight with a doing to overcome.
Too many take on an offensive position quick.
To involve other people,
Having nothing to do nwith their obtained attitudes.
People who campaign to have others despise someone,
For no other apparent purpose...
But to do it to be done.
And with the truth surfaces to uncover the true culprit,
It is usually the one who stirs up trouble just for fun.
Nip grudges in the bud and confess what aches.
It is better to be honest and play it safe,
Than to be the one...
Never around others to again be welcomed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Two Things You Do I Dislike
There are two things you do I dislike.
Number one,
You appear!
And number two...
You don't disappear quick enough!
And this has nothing to do with you slandering me.
Or backstabbing me.
Spreading lies or gossiping,
To ruin my reputation!
I don't want you to think I'm one of those kinds of people,
Who hold onto grudges with a bitterness...
For the rest of their lives.
I am not like that!
But I can empathize with someone who might despise you!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Overhearing How They Are From Others
Why do some people hold grudges,
And maintain negative attitudes...
Towards others who may not remember them.
Or may be a close friend,
Of the one innocently victimized?
This makes little sense.
But there is a reality of this in existence.
And many people have not met,
The ones they dislike and disrespect.
Just 'overhearing' how they are from others,
Is enough for some to pass their judgements.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Know People
I know people who help you through the night.
And I know people who
fight that very good fight.
And, I know people who're goin for the gold.
And, I know people got them aces so you better fold.
I know people who are quick to light your cigarette.
And, I know people who say 'Buddy, ya ain't seen nothin yet.'
I know people who're workin harder every day.
And I know people who got kids come out to play.
I know people, you know people, said, I'm not so different from you.
Won't you be one of my people who
Who do too.. Won't you be one of my people who.
I know people who
are cruisin up and down the track, and
I know people who
won't be comin back.
I know people ridin too high at the wheel.
And, I know people, there to cut you that dirty deal.
I know people who'll take you into town. And, I know people who
really get around.
And I know people who're buskin up and down the mall.
And, I know people who're gonna take a fall.
I know people, you know people, see, I'm not so different from you?
Won't you be one of my people too. Said, won't you be one of my people who, who do too.
poem by Buddy Bee Anthony
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I took the position from day one that it was the right decree, that the modifications I made to the decree were proper, that the correct outcome had been obtained, and that in due time all of that would become apparent. And it has become apparent.
quote by Harold H. Greene
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Of Those Who Do Speak The Truth
The amazing and wonderful thing about truth,
And its use is this...
Those familiar and accustomed with the telling of it,
Are often the ones disbelieved.
Very few are open and direct like that.
To leave those dishonest suspicious.
And the ones looking for dirt to uncover,
Of those who do speak the truth...
Find themselves digging deeper holes,
To expose their own deceits and ways they've cheated...
They can not climb out of the mud and slime they've created,
To enable those observing them...
Complaining as they confess of committing their own sins.
Even in the pouring rain people like this smell.
'Excuse me...
What is that you're wearing?
I've notice the people here,
Have picked that as their favorite scent.
What is it? '
~Stench.~
The amazing and wonderful thing about truth,
And its use is this...
Those familiar and accustomed with the telling of it,
Are often the ones disbelieved.
And yet...
Those who are honest with themselves,
Have no problem revealing their own dirt first.
And if you do know anyone who does speak with truth,
Do you ever think of them as being negative?
Many do.
And why is that?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An honest always suffer
Why do honest people always suffer?
What is reason behind it that they differ?
Why can’t they accept good wishes and offers?
Are they really on right path and true thinkers?
It is an age old tradition that comes on surface
Lots of criticism and comments we have to face
People choose material gain and involve in mad race
They get frustration and disillusion in any case
They will find appropriate place and honor
The present set back can be considered as minor
It may take some times to get established
All their efforts may stand good and not finished
The world may realize its utility
There is scope for its continuity
No use pursuing in its futility
It may be sub standard in quality
All the sufferings and insult is there for honest
It doesn’t pay him desired result even if it best
It may be crucial time or can be considered as test
He will not keep quite and pursue it without rest
His work may not be realized or fall on deaf ears
It may need hard efforts for many more years
It may develop fatigue and body may wear out
He still may opt and go in for it through out
They have nothing to loose at the end
He may not distinguish between foes and friends
He is always there for right cause with reasons
He has same feeling with energy in all the seasons
Let there be unhealthy competition or unreasonable demand
The right people will pursue it till the end
It can’t make any impact on their activities
They may still live with elegance and niceties
You need few people to fall in line with
There lie bare facts with the truth
Anybody can choose for or against
It is really worth to go in and invest
You may suffer initially but ultimately gain
It may prove successful and not go in vain
The tiring efforts are bound to succeed
It may remain within limit and not exceed
The flowers in garden may boom in spring
The birds may build the nest and rest the wings
It is nice place to seek refuge and rest
You may then have beautiful ideas to put on test
The environment and nature also comes to the rescue
We must pay enough attention which is in fact over due
When they are generous all the way in nature
Why can’t we be same for our bright future?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I think that, you know, this is a different year than most years. We've got to tell the American people that we have to live with less. We have a $13.5 trillion debt. And the only way to do that is an honest campaign with honest people.
A Team
a team more then one person
people who work together
dont fight thay are a family
thay are people who trust each other
dont do nothing behind each others back
fight to win a game people who r not scared to play games
for there life people who know somethiung coled happen in each
play like abrock arm or leg people who can fight thro the pain and play
poem by Dustin Reed
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Developing Their Defensive Team
Why are people quick to run,
To someone with a telling...
Of what is being done to them.
As they portray themselves as victims.
Few people would ask,
What it was they've done.
And why they were chosen to become,
'Willing' victims.
I use to take sides with people who cried.
Those who confide in me with their version,
Of reality.
But most folks are just not that honest,
When developing their defensive team.
Only to eventually find themselves quarantined.
Truth has a way to reveal,
What from others is intentionally meant to go unseen.
Or heard from one who attempts to another to demean.
Why are people quick to run,
To someone with a telling...
Of what is being done to them.
As they portray themselves as victims.
Why?
Because they are bona fide liars.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Despise!
i despise...
the self centered concept
that one group of people,
that one race, or one religion,
is better than all the rest.
i despise...
any system that feeds
the few at the expense
of the many.
i despise...
ignorance, arrogance,
greed, and apathy.
i despise...
the pursuit of money
at the expense of living.
i despise...
narrow minded people
who try to lead
for the good of mankind.
i despise...
indifference, intolerance,
and unforgiveness!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Compete
Ok, this is a race
Compete. Ok, this is a dog-eat-dog world
Beware, be cautious, and be meek like a lamb,
Be vigilant like a fox, ok, this is a game
That all people play, be a participant,
But you do not have to compete with them
Compete with yourself, compete with excellence
Rage against the forces of evil
Go beyond your own limitations
But you do not have to bite anybody like a dog
And be rabid and fierce for no reason at all
But you do not have to be a fox in a lamb’s skin
Just be what you are in your true colors
But you do have to be shrewd and be a fraud,
Just play the game well, display your cards,
And play fair, and fight fair, and be a sport,
Just be honest and you will win, fair and square.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Culprits Of Upheaval
People want their images to be left alone.
Even if those images created,
Have nothing to do with reality.
And only with reality do people have their conflicts.
To despise the truth as it is presented,
With a seeking to deem those who represent it...
As troublemakers.
While those who deceive them,
Are perceived as being misunderstood.
And 'if' given more chances...
They would bring more clarity to their nonsense.
As those who are the true trouble makers,
Will be revealed as the culprits of upheaval.
But what is needed to prove this,
Is more money to finance evil campaigns.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Accredited Arrogance
Many are turning their backs away,
From those hollow feelings felt...
Left by the chase of over-taxing lifestyles.
Awakening to the facts,
A sigh of relief is more welcomed...
Than a status obtained that has gone.
More people seek happiness not grief.
More are seeking purpose than symbols of success.
More are finding reality is cheaper to keep,
Than the skyrocketing expense of maintaining delusion.
Many are turning their backs away,
From those hollow feelings felt...
Left by the chase of over-taxing lifestyles.
Awakening to the facts,
A sigh of relief is more welcomed...
Than a status obtained that has gone.
And no one has of yet confessed,
As to what they have kept possessed...
From 'owning' anything that has been repossessed,
To be sold at auctions to the highest bidder.
After one has slaved away throughout one's life,
To keep a pride dignified at a price today...
One can no longer socially flaunt,
With an accredited arrogance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We live we breathe we thrive
We live.....we breathe! and thrive
everyone lets dive!
head first straight in if this is our life lets live lets make a name
this is not all fun and games
sure people say its about this and that, but its bigger then us
our life is not our own thats why we live the reason we are here!
dont you understand dont make a fuss
you arent the reason you are here theres something great cant you hear?
the whisper the slow call to our true life committed to the greater
committed to the One who made us its his life not mine
let us live to bring him glory let us worship the divine
yet to all not to forget to have a little joy
not the regular not just being funny or coy!
true joy the Joy of the Lord its something that i will constantly pursue
im not wondering who!
i know who my God is and he has shown me myself
i am no longer pushed aside and put on the back shelf
i have joy and purpose yes i do?
i have a life and a savior something to live for! how about you?
poem by David Knox
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Time to Waste and No Life to Live
You don't like me?
And...?
The point you are making is,
What?
Wouldn't it be easier,
For you just to ignore...
What it is you dislike?
And find what appeases you,
To enjoy your life.
Or should I say also,
I dislike you?
So you can pursue...
An attention from me,
You are obviously not getting.
Okay.
I am interested.
But first...
Help me understand people like you,
Who have this kind of time to waste.
And no life to live.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sweetened Medications
If being honest and the living of truth,
Was not considered offensive...
By those wishing to protect,
Their prefabricated lives with high-tech weapons...
There would be more people accepting,
Not only truth...
But the reality of their existence,
Without the need for sweetened medications.
Or other false addictions to sustain selfish habits...
To maintain self centered and self righteous beliefs.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXXX: Great Conspirator
Tell to the right man that will say it again
Spread the half lie to make it truth
Lay down the fact that they need to know
Disclose the chosen keyword to be bared
Hide the rest that lurking behind
Keep the secret behind the closed door
Infuse their unconscious mind with our prediction
Let them gladly take it as their direction
Act like we don't involve with their decision
And nobody force them into the position
We will keep our profile low and undetected
Do not appear to be significant trouble
Until you trapped in our perfect intricate web
And become our useful pawn
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Woman Five Doors Down
The woman five doors down tells me her son Ted is the best player in the school football team
And that one day he will play in an A.F.L. Grand Final and that more than once of late she's had this dream
Of watching him receive the Coleman medal for best on ground on football's biggest day
Watched by well over ninety thousand people who cheer him on with a loud hip hooray.
But locals who know of football and watched Ted play say he will never play at the top grade
That he won't go down Swanston Street in the back of a lorry
to loud applause in the Grand Final Parade
They say his mother greatly over rates him and that in his team he's just an average player
And that not one in his club will play A.F.L. football with good under age players they do not compare
Ted's mother believes her son will be a football hero and she seemed so convinced that she convinced me
But others who have seen him play say different and with her opinions they do not agree
They say that she will end up disappointed that her dreams for her son will not come true
That he won't make a career out of football another line of work he must pursue.
The woman five doors down tells me her son Ted will one day play in the famed M.C.G.
And be the hero of a great Grand Final in a game that will go down in history
And though others seem to think that she's only dreaming I hope her son will be a football great
And that she will applaud him in the Grand Final and the football fans his name will celebrate.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Some People
Some people seem to have it all
Some people always have to crawl
Some people pay to be abused
Some people end up destitute
Some people search their souls for truth
Some people try to be of use
Some people pray before they kill
Some people kill just for the thrill
Some people follow one mans vision, some others die on television
Some people build their homes on sand, some people live in garbage cans
Some people think that live is dear, some people hope the end is near
Some people fight for right to life, some people hate to stay alive
Some people dream of life on mars, some people end their life in cars
Some people throw their lives away, some others go on holidays
Some people live and love in vain, some people dont and go insane
Some people always need to win, some other people love to sin
Some people breaking all their vows, some people slashing sacred cows
Some people like to worship stars, some people think the worlds a farce
Some people try to make ends meet, some others end up kissing feet
Some people find their holy grail, some other people go to hell
Some people never catch their breath, some people drink themselves to death
Some people seem to have it all, some people always have to crawl
Some people pay to be abused, some people end up destitute
Some people search their souls for truth
Some people try to be of use
Some people
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Gold/ocean/1994
song performed by by Alphaville
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I see something wrong
Some people care about,
you.
Some people don't care
Would people listen to,
our lies?
Why are people abused
I see something wrong
There are pretty people
There ugly people
People play
People talk
I'm tired of people messing,
With me.
I guess people hate the truth
Some people are bad
Some people care
Others don't
Why do people cry?
This is life
I don't understand
Some people like to talk
Some people like to walk
Why people argue over nothing?
People act crazy
Why are people always cheating?
People that are lost
I admire people that have respect,
for others.
We are the people of the earth
What really goin on?
I really don't know
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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