No Special Treatment Here
If your demands to have your needs met,
Exceeds what I can supply or have on hand...
And yet you insist that I fulfill your wishes?
I am going to do the best I can.
With an expectation from you,
That you pay for my services to you rendered.
You get no special treatment here.
No matter who you solicit, convince or deceive.
Or with whom you advocate,
As to what you have the right to do.
You are going to pay me,
To keep your entitled delusions fed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Taking An Attention Away From The Facts
Everyday there is 'something' else introduced
Many are solicited,
To advocate the supporting of ineffectiveness.
With a taking an attention away from the facts.
In the hopes to distract,
Those already hypnotized by delusions.
Yet a consciousness in most still lingers,
Hindering a complete numbing of minds done.
And everyday there is 'something' else introduced,
To seduce with more nonsense...
From limited minds to produce with wishes to convince,
More divisions within those already scattered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Demand and Supply
Demand creates its own supply
Most of the times
If there is more demand than supply
The government should encourage
New investment
And if necessary
Encourage import of the shortage
On the other hand
If there is more supply than demand
The government should discourage
New investment
And encourage export
Of the surplus products and services
Thus
A country can balance demand and supply
For the welfare of its people
poem by Asif Andalib
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Narrowed
So much I want to see you grow.
But not with a holding onto your hand.
Some folks hold on much too long.
To discover,
No one accepts, comprehends OR understands...
Nothing around them.
Although feel entitled to make demands.
They do.
Without making a movement from where they stand.
This is true.
And where they stand is on changing land.
With a movement too.
Land that changes,
No matter who stands making demands to command.
And...
So many refuse to observe a wider view.
And they choose to keep visions,
Narrowed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Mighty Fortress Provides My God
A mighty fortress provides my God.
Against intruders perpetrating their conflicts.
And inside I am comforted with the knowing of it.
My experiences and tested faith has proven to me,
A truth no one can deceive...
To have me believe otherwise.
God and I have been too close for too long,
For the right reasons.
With a keeping of my activities known and protected.
No matter who lingers outside to advocate,
The passing of their judgements.
With a soliciting to deceive the nonbelievers.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Even When Exposed To It
Some folks don't want to be told the truth.
Even when exposed to it...
They insist it is an evilness,
Coming to destroy their deludeness.
And they will do anything to prevent its existence.
As they persist to solicit deception visits!
With preferences wished.
And a list of demands,
They hold tightly in sweating hands.
Hoping their insistence,
Will diminish the affects of what they will...
Or will not accept!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Self Righteousness Is Blessed
Don't hand me that fight for honor nonsense,
Needing to be won and done by anyone...
With a killing on a battlefield no one shuns.
When hunger and homelessness,
Greets to welcome...
Heros with no place to go, who suffers?
What self righteousness is blessed,
When nothing else is left to give...
Except the expectation of hollow praises.
And the sacrifices made,
Are seldom proven by those who express...
Such great interest in protecting peace.
Who's peace is so valued,
They would neglect with a consciousness...
Those who give their lives to protect it?
And...
With such obnoxious pretense,
They are entitled to feed upon their lofty delusions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Undergoing Treatment
We are undergoing treatment
Watching others in the news
Studying our worst reviews
They say well get over it
Disappear like dinosaurs
To the sound of sole applause
Designed to make us special
If you see me walking in the garden
Dont ever ask me for an autograph
If you ever catch me in the arcade
Dont even stop me for a photograph
We are undergoing treatment
Till our ethic fits the scene
Layed out in q magazine
They crave our conformity
Mediocre to the bone
Terrified testosterone
But why do we still face the music
If you see me walking in the garden
Dont ever ask me..
Now and then you get the strangest notion
That theres something missing
But it keeps you guessing
Wild ambition can you really blame us?
Can you entertain us?
Can you give a little more?
(chorus)
We are undergoing treatment
Will the doctors ever cure
These delusions of grandeur?
song performed by by Duran Duran
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With Wishes To Fulfill Individual Greeds
I wouldn't want to be a pharaoh.
Not today.
Not at these prices to pay.
People uniting,
With wishes to fulfill individual greeds.
A taste of variety,
Has once peaceful places...
Feeding this as possibilities.
No one is satisfied to follow a leader.
Not one who has fed...
With a flaunting done,
And a parading around...
While enforcing others to beg!
Oh no!
Those times are being ushered to go!
I wouldn't want to be a pharaoh.
Not today.
Not at these prices to pay.
People uniting,
With wishes to fulfill individual greeds.
A taste of variety,
Has once peaceful places...
Feeding this as possibilities.
Oh no!
Those times are being ushered to go!
Although no one can keep visions like this...
Wished with demands,
To live in splendor when money is at hand.
Or...
Had been.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your expectations opens or closes the doors of your supply, If you expect grand things, and work honestly for them, they will come to you, your supply will correspond with your expectation.
quote by Orison Swett Marden
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Special
I been trying for so long
To get you where I stand
Feel like I been climbing all my life
Everybody told me
I'd never ever get this far
I know I can make it if I try
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
(come to you, you too, to you, do to, be do, you)
Special things come to you
There's no sense in trying to fight it
When I want something so bad
No, it's not as easy as it seems
Simple things are the hardest
Of the things we do for love
And I won't give up cause I'm not just what it means
The special things you dream about
And the special things you're all about
Special things that somehow come to you
And it's the simple things to just believe
And the special things that you want to see
Special things somehow come to you
(come to you, doo doo doo, to you, doo doo doo)
Special things (doo, doo ahh, you doo)
Do do doo, on you, do do doo, to you
Do doo, ahh, do do doo, too
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
The special things you dream about
And the special things you're all about
Special things that somehow come to you
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
And it's the simple things to just believe
And the special things that you want to see
Special things somehow come to you
song performed by by Vitamin C
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As The World Goes On Without Any Special Need Of My Services
AS THE WORLD GOES ON WITHOUT ANY SPECIAL NEED OF MY SERVICES
As the world goes on without any special need for my services
I sit and write my little poems
Even the lives of those most cared about by me
Go on now largely without my help -
Being old is often being irrelevant
And so I so often am now -
I write these words too
As if I understand
That those who share my feeling and situation
Will not necessarily be moved or helped by them.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Fantasized By Science Fiction
Economic liberties,
And those entitled to experience them...
Seems to be the title of a new movie,
To entice those fantasized by Science Fiction.
And other escapist delusions being presented,
At a fee few today can no longer afford.
Or can sit through without being horrified,
By the quality of the special effects.
And the technique of using 3-D...
Making the possibility of touching the 'Bling',
Jump and scream right off the screen.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Slow Accepting Doses
If I wanted to fuzzy you with cuddly,
That approach would be for you...
Not out of the ordinary.
That is what you seek to protect your beliefs.
But it is your delusions,
That squeeze life from you.
As if to aid in your addiction to be deceive.
In slow accepting doses.
And me?
I will never deceive you.
Is that the reason why when I am around,
You begin to cringe?
Perceiving me to be a demon.
Look around you.
You are the one fighting them out of my sight.
However...
There is something about their approach,
That feeds your appetite.
Am I right?
And I am just a reminder of your insecurities.
No matter how long you try...
You can not blame your insecurities on me.
I am not a fuzzy cuddler.
And 'that' I will acknowledge.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Mess Left To Deepen
A mess left to deepen,
By those who now weep...
Yet they swept this mess to lay in the streets.
While shunning away those,
That came to volunteer their services...
For free.
But told the debris,
Had been a figment of imposed negativity.
What was imagined was theirs to condone,
With a turning of their backs...
To expose an ignorance shown.
And what was in sight for all to see,
Was an impossibility to correct...
With a steadfast stubbornness,
Heating up to get more upset.
And what had been mentioned,
Created tensions amongst those offended.
Well...
Offended and left alone to condone their mess,
Has been done.
Leaving those who weep in their sleeplessness,
United with their wishes kept intact.
With nothing to bring them back to their senses.
Since outstanding were the payments...
To keep them smothered in delusions.
And being addicted to delusions is all they've known.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Beliefs They Are Entitled
When one is young and alone.
And survives in environments,
Not previously known...
One learns to observe,
With a keener consciousness.
Those who have not had this experience,
Are subjected not to take their lives as serious.
And...
They are not that observant.
Although express wishes to be entertained.
With beliefs they are entitled...
To what they did not earn.
With demands commanded,
To get that which is believed they deserve.
And with a narcissistic nerve,
Believe their wants and needs...
To be delivered at the expense,
Paid by someone else...
Who provides to them the serving.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Addiction of This Sickness
Look...
If someone tries to convince you,
A trillion dollars is needed to fix everything?
There will not be a cent left to spend,
For the maintenance of that mending...
To continue.
Your headaches will be never ending.
And you will be reduced to seducing excuses.
You are already hypnotized by lies.
You crave delusions to be fed.
You look for the next fear to be introduced.
And you pride yourself for being a bigot.
As you accuse someone else,
For their wishes not to be a part of this?
Guess which one of you does not recognize,
The addiction of this sickness?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The supply of government exceeds demand.
quote by Lewis H. Lapham
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Advice is the only commodity on the market where the supply always exceeds the demand.
Advice is the only commodity on the market where the supply always exceeds the demand.
Longings
How many dreams really come true?
Not too many I'm sure.
You can probably count them on one hand
and not one finger more.
Seems like the ones you wish for so hard
are never in your sight.
You can wish in the morning and in the noon
and while in bed at night.
And you wake up knowing they can't occur
and that they're all in vain.
You think you'd wise up from all of this
but still the wishes remain.
It's time to stop wishing the impossible.
It's time to face the fact.
If you need someone else to fulfill your wishes
you're on the wrong track.
You need to stop hoping for the impossible
and get on with what you've got.
Shut the lights on those wishes
and let your stomach unknot.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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