No One Seems to Remember
From all sides they fight,
And uphold their own injustices.
In defense of their delusions.
And suppressing themselves,
Against brick walls.
To an allegiance pledged.
What that is and means,
No one seems to remember.
Or why a struggle to protect interests,
Has someone else paying the debts!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Walls
Walls of stone and walls of brick,
Some walls thin and some walls thick,
Walls so high and walls so low,
Walls to hide and walls to show.
Walls quite short and walls quite tall,
Some walls, last well, some walls fall,
Walls for comfort, walls of hate,
Walls for security, walls ornate.
Some as a barricade, some to support,
Walls of wood and walls of iron wrought,
Walls as a barrier, walls to enclose,
Some are to sit on, some to lean and doze.
Walls we build ourselves, these aren't good,
Walls for privacy, walls that have stood,
So many years through weather foul or fine,
Walls, that are yours, walls that are mine.
Brick by brick they are built to last,
Whether built now or in the past,
They shelter us from so many things,
And shield us from whatever this life brings.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Teacher unions are an interest group that acts in defense of their own interests, which means the union bosses' interests, not the members.
quote by Peter Brimelow
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And There is... a Brick
And there is a brick
A wall that not speak
Silent and still
and doesn't have any will
That is a brick
Some may pray, some may weep
Some kick the brick
That is a brick
Shield not to hurt
Human that lock their minds
But let the brick
takes the wind of change
without regretting
what both sides couldn't send
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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You And I
while you feast upon the good things in life
i run away
from everything from everyone,
and you chide me enough
what am i? this runner, this shy shrinking form
melting to the sun and freezing to the moon
i always run away and you keep on chasing me
assuring me of your love
yet i have no ears to listen, always running away from everything
from everyone,
till one day
you push me to an end where everything is walls and walls
you push me hard enough where everyone is hateful and
unjust
i have no choice but to face these walls and these injustices
around me
i summon all strengths and call upon my good thoughts
i gather all within my means
whatever wits and dreams
i still have
i take my defenses
use all my senses
this little confidences
i still have
whatever is left
i save
ready for combat now,
you and i, must fight these wars together
then perhaps
we win
we shall drink our cups again
and by then, i shall never run away again from everything
from everyone, from you
i am strong enough, you keep on telling me
i am.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Allegiance
From the very beginning,
Their scheme was a hoax.
And those who did not pledge to it...
Were harrassed and provoked.
And through the years,
This 'republic' still stands...
With little of its integrity left.
And liars still in command.
And the flag that represents,
This symbolic mock of democracy.
Unites only those whose eyes are shut closed.
With beliefs they uphold something of value,
That exists.
But those who are thieves...
Have only used the image of it,
To oppress and steal...
And harness a fulfillment,
Of their greediness.
'How can you say that about this fine democracy? '
Trust me...
I am very loyal 'and' patriotic,
With an allegiance to a flag pledged.
I know I've stated my allegiance
Has been to a republic.
But is this 'dichotomy' a democracy...
To which my devotion has been applied!
Or 'who' exactly benefits from my conformity?
And which group of liars,
Should my efforts really criticize?
I don't want to let none of my 'hoodwinkitis'
To go to waste just to be left bamboozled!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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5. Merry Old England
Shining armour tunics bright
A table large and round
Swords pointing to its centre
Where Arthur’s knights be found
Each had pledged allegiance
That will never be forgot
To uphold the rights of justice
In this place called Camelot
Each fought in many battles
You’d often hear them call
We fight in the name of King Arthur
For right and with justice for all
Tyrants they had vanquished
Dragons had been slain
Damsels in their ivory towers
Saved time and time again
At last the knights disbanded
All battles had been won
Back to merry old England
Where King Arthur’s job was done
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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To read means to borrow to create out of one's readings is paying off one's debts.
quote by Georg Christoph Lichtenberg
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Acceptance of one's life has nothing to do with resignation; it does not mean running away from the struggle. On the contrary, it means accepting it as it comes, with all the handicaps of heredity, of suffering, of psychological complexes and injustices.
quote by Paul Tournier
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The Tower That Ate People
There's a bump in the basement
There's a knocking on the wall
In the pumping of the pistons
I swear I heard you call
There's a bump in the basement
There's a hole in the floor
There's a guard in the garden
Locking up the door
There's a rumble in the floorboards
No shutting out the sound
And the workers down below me
Digging underground
Feel the building all around me
Like a wrap of armoured skin
But the more we are protected
The more we're trapped within
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
When you strip it right back
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
You make up what you like
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
?
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Protect Me From What I Want
Its that desease of the age
Its that desease that we crave
Alone at the end of the race
We catch the last bus home
Corporate america wakes
Coffee republic in case
We open the latch on the gate
Of the hole that we call our home
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Maybe were victims of fate
Remember when wed celebrate
Wed drink and get high until late
And now were all alone
Wedding bells aint gonna chime
With both of us guilty of crime
And both of us sentenced to time
And now were all alone
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
Protect me from what I want...
Protect me protect me
song performed by by Placebo
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Our strategic dialogue with China can both protect American interests and uphold our principles, provided we are honest about our differences on human rights and other issues and provided we use a mix of targeted incentives and sanctions to narrow these differences.
quote by Madeleine Albright
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I have heard something said on this and a former occasion about allegiance to the South. I know no South, no North, no East, no West, to which I owe any allegiance. I owe allegiance to two sovereignty, and only two: one is the sovereignty of this Union, and the other is the sovereignty of the state of Kentucky. My allegiance is to this Union and to my state; but if gentlemen suppose they can exact from me an acknowledgement of allegiance to any ideal or future contemplated confederacy of the South, I here declare that I owe no allegiance to it; nor will I, for one, come under any such allegiance if I can avoid it.
quote by Henry Clay
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Demons In Their Pockets
Just to 'if' it up and wish it be known,
What it is desired that would satisfy one's taste!
Would be great.
With delusions there included.
And just to 'if' it up and wish it be known...
Not too many people would be underneath their griefs.
Just to 'if' it up and wish it be known...
This would be great.
To satisfy one's taste.
Knocking thick heads against brick walls!
Who hasn't done this as if this had been a wish,
To bang their heads as if this banging to them was a gift.
And who is seen flaunting their miseries?
With a stopping to announce,
They've got demons in their pockets.
Just to 'if' it up and wish it be known,
What it is desired that would satisfy one's taste!
Would be great!
With delusions there included.
Knocking thick heads against brick walls!
Who hasn't done this as if this had been a wish.
To bang their heads as if this banging to them was a gift.
And who is seen flaunting their miseries?
With a stopping to announce,
They've got demons in their pockets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Protect 'Your' Interests
My fellow Americans.
And those of preferred hyphenations.
Listen up!
This is your commander speaking.
It has been brought to my attention,
Many of you have become disgruntled.
Upset!
By the direction I have chosen,
To stir this vessel of imperfection.
However...
This needs clarity.
And many of you have been begging for just that!
As a reminder to those of selective memories.
Not too long ago,
There were those who had jumped ship.
Remember they selfishly pocketed?
With blatant greed and thoughtlessness.
To leave you shocked and dismissed.
Remember it!
Now they secretly wish to return,
As if I am not the one...
Who desires to protect 'your' interests.
You know what a bull does,
When it squats?
Keep that image!
And forget it not!
Remember it.
And don't let your memories stop!
The many of you wishing to review,
Your heartfelt empathies?
Have only one choice.
Accept the truth!
Since it is too late for your to leave.
Snap out of it!
You have no idea,
How tough it has been...
To keep your ridiculous delusions afloat!
On a boat I'm guiding through these stormy seas,
Just on faith and principle.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Daily Lifesavers
GOD gave us lifesavers of which we do not see
but when we need them, there they will be.
most are the angels sent from above
to protect you and i, and the ones that we love.
the others are people just like you and me
they are from all professions
of that you will see.
the doctors and nurses when
we have an emergency
are there for our aches and pains
and to set our bodies free.
the firefighters who risk their lives every day
and for them dear GOD
our prayers we do say.
we have the law enforcers who protect our streets
from all the dangers that the public just might meet.
the lawyers and judges who protect our rights
and for us, they do fight.
but the biggest lifesavers is the
everyday man (and woman)
who gives each other a helping hand.
the brick layer who builds your house
to protect you, your children, and your spouse.
the electricians, plumbers, carpenters
people from all walks of life
doing every thing that needs to be done right.
these are the lifesavers of which i speak
for they are the people who are unique.
poem by Louis Rams
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World Wars
Soldiers Fight. Enemies Fight Back
World Wars Come To An End.
The Loved Ones Go And Fight For They're People.
They Shall Fight For Land
They Shall Fight For Glory
They Fight For The People That Live.
They Shall Not Let Anyone Down
They Must Do Much As They Can.
The Soldiers Fight.
The Soldiers Protect.
Once One Soldier Dies, Others Soldiers Die
they must bring peace to the land they protect.
We Remember The People Who Went To War.
Some Of The Families Lost A Member In War.
Some Of The Families Didn't Lost A Member In War.
In War, It's Hard To Survive In War.
You Gotta Be Strong And Brave.
The War Is All About The People We Care About And Keeping Enemies Away.
poem by Sonya Wesley
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Before We Know It
We've got to fight for our interests,
And way of life.
We must continue to fight for our rights,
And maintain our dignity...
Throughout this crisis.
'He's too arrogant.
Too sharp and too wise.
He's too likeable and popular.
Too possessed with leadership qualities.
Sincere and honest and disciplined too.
And extremely intelligent as well.
He is just too efficent!
Too capable, responsible and accountable,
For his actions.
And yet he can not produce for us,
A video tape of his birth.
Or the moment of his conception.
Who here can say they have actually seen him,
Use any toilet, brush his teeth or has seen him nude! ?
How do we know he is who he says he is?
Besides that African connection!
Today...
Everybody wants to go back to Africa.
Nobody knew the place existed,
Before Bo Dereck created the braid and dread lock look!
We must protect and fight for our interests!
Before we know it...
They will be claiming and taking away,
'All' of our creations!
Including our electronic gagets..
And foreign cars we love to drive.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But then, so far as I know, I am the only performer who ever pledged his assistants to secrecy, honor and allegiance under a notarial oath.
quote by Harry Houdini
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Rawr
rawr means im in a fight
rawr means ive stopped my flight
rawr means im not sure whats right
who do i fight when i yell rawr
its me.....under your star
if you still care....
if you dare to understand
rawr means i fight me
fight me to the death do it so willingly!
black and blue as i continue to fight myself
its been months of war
war of the mind war of the body war of the soul i am now something to abhor!
rawr....i feel like im losing.... i mean look at me im writing poetry
again i cant let my feelings out i cant lose but i must
rawr rawr i will fight until, ive rust
gone and died one side
will win this not a chide!
this is war i must fight myself i cannot condone this
rawr RAWR RAWR! ! ! ! ! !
poem by David Knox
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Gun Toters
Does a madness...
Labelled as it is and justified,
Continue to protect the rights of those...
Clearly crazed with ignorance.
And sending signals of racist intent.
With given and granted sentiments,
To do things documented...
As a tradition,
That is becoming more demented!
Gun toters define for themselves,
What is liberty.
By the rights to wound and maim.
And make claims of self-defense,
A government amendment...
They uphold,
And have not gone against.
With a purpose to hunt anything that is deemed,
Game for sport
And other games supported...
To distort,
Reasons to sell...
And cavort if licensed.
An unapproved I.D.
Could get one a weapon...
Over the internet easily.
To market on the street...
In exchange for drugs.
Or something even more devious,
Secret and discreet!
Does a madness...
Labelled as it is and justified,
Continue to protect the rights of those...
Clearly crazed with ignorance.
And sending signals of racist intent.
Be granted sentiments,
To do things documented as being demented?
Some laws followed today,
As rules in dusted books...
Were clearly devised,
At a time when geese would fly...
At shot by Quakers.
Seeking meals to satisfy!
Now reasons to keep guns under pillows,
Mattresses and near to the bed...
Says a lot about insecurities.
And the fear in people's heads.
They get no sleep...
Awaiting a prowler instead!
Gun toters define for themselves,
What is liberty.
By the rights to wound and maim.
And make claims of self-defense,
A government amendment...
They uphold,
And have not gone against.
Only to witness their children die...
From needless accidents!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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