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Nothing Left To Do To Be Done

No one voices their opinion,
Until an escalation of an ending begins.
And they make a collective noise then,
As if what is said should make sense and is heard.
Yet,
Disorderly conduct is all that is observed.

And those who came to warn them of misgivings...
Leave this scene without a mumbling word.
There is nothing left to say.
Nothing left to do to be done...
In a way that stayed obeyed!
So they lower their heads and pray.
Choosing to take their peace of mind,
And walk away while there is still time.
Some folks use their trivialities...
As if these are what is wished to find,
As a gold mine.
A self reflection had not visited their minds.
And that is the discovery of this sadness,
Had and has reached its full!
They choose to leave behind.
A higher consciousness to those promised...
Has been witnessed from them to be dismissed.
And ruined 'gifts' are left to sit,
And shared in disrespect.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When a Consciousness Begins to Lift

When a consciousness begins to lift...
To leave behind foolishness that exists.
There seems to be an acceptance of it.
As if one realizes,
A birth has been committed.

When a consciousness begins to lift...
A release of limitations,
Easily takes a shift.
No longer is one concerned,
About winning conflicts with enemies burned.

When a consciousness begins to lift...
It becomes easier to observe,
Those disturbed and their afflictions addicted.
Enjoyed and unrestricted.

When a consciousness begins to lift...
It is best to rest.
And let it accept the truth,
That comes with it.

When a consciousness begins to lift...
Expect a shock and some loneliness.

When a consciousness begins to lift...
Those experiencing this,
Are left to feel estranged!
Alienated,
From that...
Which one had thought,
Was sane!

When a consciousness begins to lift...
Enjoy it as a gift.
Unveiling an abundance of understanding.
Connecting a peace that can be reached.
With a wish to share and treat.
When a consciousness begins to lift...
From those taught they should live,
With lives accepted in self defeat!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Has to Be 'Something' Left to Salvage

There has to be 'something' left to salvage.
Something with a footstep placed,
And taken towards integrity.
Something with a fingerprint on it...
That says with uncertain proof,
He even knows what that means.

Something besides lies and deceit done.
And a legacy that will state...
He saved the land from terrorists that would come.
Or came and claimed to have stunned.

There has to be 'something' left to salvage.
Something with a footstep placed,
And taken towards integrity!

He and his followers would like to see,
Him vindicated...
For making decisions that will lift his name up...
And away from the gutter from a greed satiated.

There has got to be something,
Other than corruption and smut!
Smothered and dipped in utter ignorance.
And an ending of a greatness one country 'had'..
He and incompetence has left in rags!

Since he and what he has created...
Leaves a democracy in devastation.
And one sad man who secretly grieves.

There has to be 'something' left to salvage.
Something other than a directed bitterness...
Shown with an openness.
And criticizes a failed leadership.
That would be difficult to disguise,
For those who witnessed it...
And despise.
To leave it and him unscathed.
What in the days and years ahead can be said?

Many are left sickened.
More are left dead!
And those who are wounded...
Will never know a peace to come,
In their heads!

And he will leave behind much to grieve.
Whether he belives what he did was 'just' or not!
He was not of the justice frame of mind kind!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Told You So

The ones that can not be reached,
Must be left alone.
When time after time again,
It is noticed no attic light is on.
And there is no linking connection,
Allowed or condoned in that home.

Time is wasted on someone like this.
Especially if excuses are heard,
Being made from them often...
With consistent persistence.
The walls are constructed very thick,
And none of them not at all too thin.

With beliefs what they do is right from the start...
Nothing within them sticks,
Or goes too far.
Whether they are neighbors, relatives or friends...
What they think will always be right...
From the beginning to the end.

You can knock and knock...
Until your nose begins to bleed.
But people like this,
Must be left alone to leave!

It will be your consciousness,
Not theirs to lose...
If you don't take heed.
Accept this.
Believe...
And let go!
Release.

If you don't...
You will never hear from me these words,
I TOLD YOU SO.
I've learned too many lessons about interfering,
When a listening not done...
Has been made to me quite clear!

And when I recognize these people,
I don't walk away from them in a slow cordial strut.
I run.
In fear of losing my peace of mind.
And that I aint giving up.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fixed Like This

Assessing itself to have no outlet,
A mind tired with its allotment...
Begins to burn out.

Choosing to regurgitate a repeated point of view.
And feeling stuck without adventuring...
Beyond the familiarity of daily complaints.
Is a mind fixed like this within a self centeredness.
With wishes for nothing else to do.

Assessing itself to have no outlet,
A mind tired with its allotment...
Begins to burn out.

And very little can be said,
To those with minds encased within thick heads.
And making attempts to convince with opinion,
Eventually will be observed to make no difference.
Determined is this kind of mind to find negativity.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shallow Upfront and Hollow Underneath

The first time I became aware,
A declared friend couldn't say or spell...
My name correctly.
Or had not paid a visit to my home at all...
In none of the years I believed a friendship was endeared.
I realized those were not friends.
Perhaps acquaintances of shared conveniences.

The first time I recognized an ex-wife showed disrespect...
Well...
Why should I continue?
I guess I've said it all,
When I did say 'ex'.

This is the point I make...
That at first made me upset.
It doesn't take a rocket scientist,
To comprehend those feelings exchanged.
And from the beginning who pretends.
And 'who' deserves the reactions they get.

Folks have their own agendas.
And eventually this is exposed.
There is no need to show anger towards another...
If out of ignorance,
That is what they choose and chose.
Or chose to choose to do.
See it for what it is.
There is no need to wallow away in tears!

And those who are surfaced with secrets they keep,
Why be bother with those who are deceiving and weak?
Especially those who show themselves...
They can be shallow upfront and hollow underneath!
If you know you are genuine,
Leave these folks be! Leave them alone.
Don't you be the one left to rage and seethe.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Of a Higher Consciousness

They would not give them the time of day.
Dismissing their appearance,
And every word they would say.

Then one day came along,
To elevate their importance.
And corrected beliefs that were wrong.

Now those who had been dismissed...
Are treated as if they are treasures and gifts,
To the world.

And since they've always known that,
They manage to keep their humbleness intact!
Choosing not to return the disrespect,
To them for centuries had been hurled!

They were of a higher consciousness!
While others were of gluttony.
Concerned with getting their pockets filled.
And egos to splurge with unhealthy butts that got fat!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Can you leave me?

You have left with no address left;
Yet your smile has stayed with me.
You left with no one told;
Yet your gaze has stayed in me.
You have left with no clue about where;
Yet your words have stayed.
Can you leave me altogether?
24.07.2008

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Hazard

My mother came to hazard when I was just seven
Even then the folks in town said with predjudiced eyes
That boys not right
Three years ago when I came to know mary
First time that someone looked beyond the rumors and the lies
And saw the man inside
We used to walk down by the river
She loved to watch the sun go down
We used to walk along the river
And dream our way out of this town
No one understood what I felt for mary
No one cared until the night she went out walking alone
And never came home
Man with a badge came knocking next morning
Here was I surrounded by a thousand fingers suddenly
Pointed right at me
I swear I left her by the river
I swear I left her safe and sound
I need to make it to the river
And leave this old nebraska town
I think about my life gone by
And how its done me wrong
Theres no escape for me this time
All of my rescues are gone, long gone
I swear I left her by the river
I swear I left her safe and sound
I need to make it to the river
And leave this old nebraska town

song performed by by Richard Marx
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To Be As It Is to Please Those Who Enjoy That

It is what it is!
No matter if one's perception,
Does not reflect
What another should accept.

One who finds comfort...
Whether in chaos or conflict that sits.
If it is what it is,
And those have no problem with it...
Have ceased their explorations.
They express no desire,
To make something else from them...
And for them alone not to fit!

Then one who sees this activity differently,
Has a choice to leave it alone and split.
And in the leaving one discovers,
A peace of mind one takes away...
From that which isn't!
Since others see not.

And that which has been declared as 'is'
Finds its own purpose.
And 'is' to be left alone to be just that!
What it is.
Nothing more will it choose to be.
And choosing to see what is for what it isn't...
Provides no progess at all!
Not for the one seeking fresh...
Instead of familiar stale air which is kept,
As it is left!
To be as it is.
To please those who enjoy that!
Whatever that may be.
That which 'is' that leaves them pleased.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Exhibitions of Genocide

This planet has not condoned or dismissed...
Exhibitions of genocide.
Remissed by those who participate in it!
For purposes of gentrification...
To relocate,
The ones in need who are left broken and shakened.

This planet has not condoned or dismissed...
These acts of selfishness,
With the ease that 'had' existed.
And those who have done this,
Will soon find themselves despised.

Not only by their own kind,
In time.
But also from the watchful eyes of God.
Who has begun to turn the tide.
With the destruction of values!
As witnessed by the influx,
Of those left with crazed minds!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dont Leave Me

Youre sweet just like the sun
But what happens when the sun doesnt stay?
The night reminds me when you went away
Now my mind was pacing, heart is racing contemplating things that I lack
Even though you left me by myself, do I want you back?
Will you stay or will you walk?
Will you let go?
Leave me all alone
Im giving you one more chance
To make things last
Ring around the roses then shell stay
Leave me once
Leave me twice
Kiss good-bye that will suffice
When you go away
Dont look back
Leave me once and Ill be fine
Leave me twice Ill make you mine
Just one more chance to make it once again
As the days go by, I am asking why did you leave
You left me alone and then you walked out on me
Thinking of days, thinking of ways, thhinking of things that I should say
I wanna be with you and thats the only way
Dont say good-bye, just dry your eyes
A tear for everything that I did wrong
Dont say goodbye, just dry your eyes
Listen now just try and see me please dont leave me now.

song performed by by All American Rejects
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Visitor

Honestly?
You asked for my opinion,
And here it is for free!

Anyone can say what they want.
And process what they want to share.
I've learned over the years,
To keep my business to myself...
And not let my business become 'theirs'.

Folks who have a different reality,
That's fine...
It may not be mine.
Wherever their minds are,
That's on them...
I keep my mind away!
I'm not going to stay around anyone,
Making attempts to be accepted...
By choosing right words to say!

I enjoy my life and where it is right now.
And that was a long time coming.
I take my time listening to the birds...
And sometimes with them I'm humming!

I appreciate the little things,
And observe again what was passed by!
When I talk to someone in conversation...
I look them in the eyes.

I don't disrespect anyone with neglect,
By looking away or up to the sky!
That kind of treatment is worse than telling a lie!
And from those kinds of people...
I do my best to hide!

I've learned to have fun,
And sometimes by myself.
I don't have to be in a crowd of folks...
To feel important or laugh at bad jokes.
And honesty comes first with me.
Someone who doesn't give it is instantly dismissed!
I don't waste my time with pretense or self indulgence.
Or kiss up to anyone to be part of someone's clique!

And if I show myself in disguise,
Wearing a mask that does not fit!
I want it known,
I am either not feeling well...
Or around those that are making me sick!
And...
That's not a habit I would normally condone.
That is why affairs like these I'd rather leave alone!

'Oh?
So I take it you are a visitor,
And not from around this area?
I must get back to mingling with my friends.
Thank you for your observations!
You never know...
We might meet again! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Facts of Life

It's to be understood.
Not discussed.
To do so will bring upon shame.
A certain digust,
Will lead to finger pointing and blame.

That's why when it is mentioned...
There is a rush to hush it!
There may be claims made,
To defame those proclaiming their righteousness.
And the status of those
Who have established themselves...
As household 'names'.

It is best to leave this gossiped.
Best to play the rumor game.
It is best to whisper this in ears.
To let it simmer first to ignite the heat!
Then pass unnoticed through the streets...
While observing those who did not know,
Engage in a flaming rage...
As their tempers flare and increase!

Leaving are those who chose to maintain their silence...
To live their lives with peace of mind.
And doing that in discreet.
Being uninvolved!
Finding to be concerned a waste of time.
As they have learned.

To keep their peace.
To live among those who react...
Without exploring the facts of life!
As known.
And not assumed to suspect.
Or allow it to be condoned!

This conditioning process observed...
Is left alone.

As they watch those select,
From offerings presented.
And rejecting the rest to go neglected.
Resenting,
Lessons one needs.
But choosing to refuse any test...
To broaden a limited consciousness.
And behind they are left and kept,
To protest in a collective ignorance digested.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Walk On By

You always said my eyes
Were the windows of my soul
You could always fill my love
And pain without been told
I never knew how, but I dont
Even dare to look at you now.
So, if you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we leave
Walk on by, walk on by
Make believe
That you dont see the tears
Just let me grieve
In private cause each time I see you
I break down and cry, ooh baby,
Walk on by, ooh darling
Please, walk on by,
I dont wanna you to see me cry
Walk on by, please, please
Baby, baby dont stop...
So, if you ever love
Look the other way
There is anything left to say
Anyway...
I just cant get over losing you
And so if I seem broken and blue
Walk on by, walk on by
Foolish pride
Is all that I have left
So let me hide
The tears and the sadness you gave me
When you said goobye, ooh baby
Walk on by, ooh sugar
Walk on by...(baby, baby dont stop)
Baby, baby dont stop
Walk on by...ub..eh
Walk on by...
Foolish pride
Is all that I have left
So let me hide
The tears and the sadness you gave me
When you said goodbye
Walk on by..uuh baby
Walk on by...uuh sugar
Walk on by... walk on by
I dont want to see me cry
Walk on by, walk on by...
All the tears that I have cry...
I dont have nothing left to say...
Please take your head... look the other way...
Wow...wow...wow...walk on by...
Walk on by....

song performed by by Gloria Gaynor
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