Obamalust
Thrusted upon us,
Comes an Obamalust.
A 'must' unprecedented...
To put an end to those,
Who have taken a quality of life...
With a greed that has flushed,
An economy once trusted!
A leadership determined,
To correct failures of the past.
With swift adjustments made to foundations,
Known.
With a fresh polish.
And an audacity to clean up,
Sitting trash!
Thrusted upon us,
Comes an Obamalust.
A 'must' unprecedented...
To put an end to those,
Who have taken a quality of life...
With a greed that has flushed,
An economy once trusted...
With a boldness no one has ever seen.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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20% Unemployment Looms
20% unemployment looms.
With a slicing away from greed...
To remove the fat,
To restore a leanness to the gleam.
A suffering unprecedented,
To 'defantasize' those delusioned comes.
And President Obama is expected to end,
This drama.
But the crooks are the ones...
Who depleted the quality of life,
Leaving some stunned.
As they make attempts to mask contempt...
Shown on the faces of everyone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Selfishness Invested
A fear of losing capitalistic views abused.
By those who depleted,
The economy with their greed.
And shouts of spreading the wealth,
Will take away from the healthy giving...
Of those who are rich!
Those with humanistic values.
Those who created jobs for others.
Those who are concerned...
About the infrastructure!
And of the well being of their fellowmen.
Sisters and brothers.
Those...
Who depleted,
The economy with their greed!
Those...
Who have devastated,
The lives of millions of people...
Who now fear socialism will cause them to bleed,
Their fading way of life!
Created by those wealthy...
Who could care less,
Who pays for a bailout...
To correct an infested,
Selfishness invested...
In a mess.
'Socialism shared by a few...
With a capitalistic point of view,
Keeps what is due between them!
Not you! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On The Wings of a Cosmic Rush
On the wings of a cosmic rush,
Thrusted.
So quick the speed of it,
Is only felt as energy.
Like that which the Sun radiates to us.
And like the Moon influences...
With a mix of water and air we breathe.
Air that purifies with the aid of trees.
And we settle to travel upon our own indignities.
With imprints of images we do everything to please.
On the wings of a cosmic rush,
Thrusted.
So quick the speed of it,
Is only felt as energy.
And that energy we disgrace.
In decadence and trash filled minds,
To keep regurgitating a hatred.
On the wings of a cosmic rush,
Thrusted.
But many choose to ignore the ride.
To rely on others to discuss the view.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without The Money
It is always the economy,
Affecting needs.
Always it is!
And not one's education...
Flaunted as perceived.
It is always the economy,
That breathes and feeds on greed.
And no matter if one goes to college...
It is not the Masters or Doctorate degree,
That keeps one perched...
High on a pedestal for all to see.
Without the money,
All pretensions can be dropped.
Oh without that money,
All the bragging seems to stop.
And it is without money...
No one talks about what they've got.
Or fingerpops with a bee-bop hopped.
If money is not felt...
A sobbing begins with a flow,
That can not be mopped.
It is always the economy,
That breathes and feeds on greed.
And no matter if one goes to college...
It is not the Masters or Doctorate degree,
That keeps one perched...
High on a pedestal for all to see.
It is that MONEY!
That holds a head higher than clouds.
It is that money making days sunny.
That ties that magic knot!
And if the economy doesn't feed,
A feeding of greed one receives...
A boo-hooing of tears becomes the reality.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just Not Equipped
The only case they have,
Should be a 'suitcase'.
Packed and ready to carry.
And/or dragged behind them.
Even though they have depleted the economy,
With unprecedented selfish greed.
They are still pleading to bleed it,
On credit and loans.
With people moaning about a way of life,
Based upon the right to take away from others.
And attacking those,
Who in the past have supported their whims!
With a wish that a newly elected president fails.
And he is the only one left with the credibility to save them.
The ones that could have prevented their miseries...
Had been the liars and thieves,
With no integrity at all.
And they praised them for these false images.
If they wish one with integrity fails...
What does that say about the mindset of the people?
Are they wicked 'and' mentally sick?
Or just not equipped with a consciousness?
One that has been nourish on common sense.
Or all of the above?
'I would say that depends on the luggage.
Are those 'bags' they carry or drag behind them,
Louis Vitton?
If not it doesn't matter.
Folks have been blinded by design! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You cannot carry on forever squeezing the productive bit of the economy in order to fund an unprecedented engorgement of the unproductive bit.
quote by Daniel Hannan
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Greed..
Greed will make you hurngry
you'll never get enough...
it can tear a life apart
Greed is nasy stuff..
don't get greedy - don't be greedy
once you let yoursef be greedy
you can't go back again...
(i'm telling ya man...)
i know a man named Jessy
his Grandma was sitting good..
he set out to win her turst
and take everything he could..
he got greedy
he was greedy..
Jessy let himself get greedy
And He can't go back again...
Greed turns family on family
makes a friend the enemy
it can turn you on your Grandma
blinding you so you can't see..
it will turn you on your parents..
and tear your world apart..
there's no way you can change it
once you let it in your heart..
don't be greedy
don't get greedy..
once you let yoursef be greedy
you can't go back again...
once someone has been cheated
or swindeled it's a shame
greed will leave them cold and Angry
with only You to blame....
no one will ever trust you
trust gets burried in the past..
you're better of financialy'
but money it won't last..
don't get greedy don't be greedy
once you let yourself be greedy
you can't go back again...
once greed becomes a partner
and all is said and done..
when your lookin down at a grave...
can you really feel you won?
you now have more than others
you worked hard to steal it all..
others may have earned it but
your the one who made that call..
no one thought you'd do it
it never crossed their mind..
they trusted that you would be fair
but that was once upon a time...
you let yoursef get greedy,
you got greedy
And once you let yourself be greedy
you can't go back again....
someday you'll miss your sister
your parents and cousins too..
the black sheep of the family
will turn a lonesome blue...
don't be greedy, don't get greedy
once you let yourself be greedy
you can't go back again...
poem by Connetta Jean
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I take great pride in having been able to overcome the Asian financial crisis and seeking the opportunities available to bring about an unprecedented growth in the economy.
quote by Zhu Rongji
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Demanded For All As a Cleansing
To sit and claim
He does not know 'why'
There are economic failures.
Magnified beyond belief!
And he and his administration,
Were the catalyst for the cause of them.
Says much more
About those who live in denial with incompetence.
And their deeds need not to be further questioned!
Nor can it be expected,
They are capable of providing relief.
If what is not obvious,
With this mix of leadership...
That still has those wondering who 'is' and 'is not'
Mentally equipped,
To recognize their comprehension limits!
Then we all should re-evaluate our fantasies.
And replace them quick!
With enforced and scheduled psychiatric visits!
Demanded for all as a cleansing to heal.
This kind of isolated greed one feeds...
Is from birth.
An indoctrination done,
That follows them throughout their lives.
Never to be for them to examine 'internally'.
Or consciously with an empathy to ever be revealed.
This is not a process of their conditioning.
Greed, theft and excessiveness...
Is for them lives lived to possess from others,
To obtain their success with skills of suppressiveness.
Digested as a quality of life one must protect.
To sustain and maintain their 'interests' at best,
To reflect themselves on levels of greatness.
'Hey...
This rambles! '
And...
What is your point?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reality Fatalities
Bitter is the truth,
Coming to some to stun.
And in these awakening days now lived...
None of it is partial.
A totalness of it is addressed,
As it relentlessly gives...
Heartbreak and emptiness.
And tempers everywhere,
Are there and flaring.
Truth is not to be dared!
Its affects are bold.
Leaving folks beholding it...
In blank and helpless stares.
Unbridled are horses and other pets.
Showpiece collections...
Being stripped away,
With tears and regrets!
Like the sudden departure of anything,
Or anyone loved...
That leaves behind a grieving,
And much unhappiness that is left.
To feel without an accepting...
Like the ease of a breathing breath.
These reality fatalities,
Meeting a squeezing done.
By a faltering of an economy...
Dwindling from a greed,
Excitedly greeted and once welcomed.
Now gone.
Swept across a land of those who once believed,
Their quality of life was set and sacred.
Untouched but now discovered...
Is a bleeding felt that succeeds.
They can not recover,
From lifestyles lived beyond their means.
When the certainty of truth...
Brings with it a stinging done.
And demeaning with a death,
Of all delusions that have been kept!
These reality fatalities,
Meeting a squeezing done.
By a faltering of an economy...
Dwindling from a greed,
Excitedly greeted and once welcomed.
Like the drifting away of leaves,
From barren trees.
Never to reproduce the joys...
And those temptations that seduced,
A feeding fed that has run out of its 'juice'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If I Trusted You as I Should
IF I TRUSTED YOU AS I SHOULD
If I trusted You as I should,
I would not worry as I do
I would not fear as I do
I would not grieve as I do.
If I trusted You as I should
I would simply know
That somehow
Ultimately
All will be Alright and Good.
If I trusted You as I should.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Bitter Is The Taste Left On Tongues
Had he not destroyed the lives,
Of millions of people...
With deceit and lies.
And arrogant displays of ignorance.
Something he now says...
May have made some empathetic sense.
He was the first to say there was no recession.
Now he wishes to make claims,
That was inherited.
He lead conservative ideals,
To ruin and deplete a robust economy.
And not a word did he listen to others.
Preferring to succeed...
From a position of egotistic needs.
A forgiving people hear and see this.
With grateful wishes,
He and his corrupted followers...
Can not leave soon enough.
To begin a healing...
That will take decades for those who suffer,
To feel and believe!
With few expressing an energy left,
With a smile to lift!
Isolated greed and wholesome stupidity...
Will leave a bitter taste on tongues for years.
As those most affected by the depth of crimes condoned...
Will realize their quality of life once the pride on Earth,
Had been miraculously erased...
By a leadership with no remorse at all,
To ever be shown or known!
Demons in motion...
Are not attached to these emotions.
And bitter is the taste left on tongues...
For what to them has been consciously done!
Tricked by the wicked.
And made sick...
Are they to their stomachs.
To know this feeling is made real.
As it exists,
For them to feel!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When someone has the desire to go to school and has the ability but can't get into our schools, that's wrong. Education drives the economy and the quality of life.
quote by Jack Miller
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Flushed With a Gush!
Protecting one's domain,
Is a natural human instinct.
To have some say...
Which way this should be done.
And how to do it,
In a way that pleases everyone,
Is a theory created by fools!
Especially those who invade when they come.
Protecting one's domain,
Can become vicious.
Can become wicked...
Strange and insane!
But there are those,
Who continue to impose...
A point of view
That will pull the guts of humanity,
Sucking away in a twirling whirlpool...
Flushed with a gush!
Down with the stench of cussing fuss...
Thrusted through an awaiting drain!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As Genuine As Those Who Know It
Whether it becomes displayed,
Or laid in the shadows to dust...
Quality is eventually discovered.
And known to show what it is.
Quality dusted never ages to rust.
No matter what attempts are made,
By those unappreciative of its value.
A quality that remains to be quality,
Is as genuine as those who know it!
Regardless of what rating it gets.
Quality can not be rated against,
That which it has no peers.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The quality of mercy (conditions apply)
The quality of mercy,
Portia declared,
the quality of mercy is
suspended during the present conflict
the quality of mercy is
not the business of a Minister of Justice
the quality of mercy is
not a matter of individual conscience
the quality of mercy is
too subtle for public discussion
or law
the quality of mercy is
only for Shakespeare and stuff
the quality of mercy is
less stimulating than revenge
the quality of mercy is
no business of yours
the quality of mercy is
no concern of religious authorities
who should stay silent
the quality of mercy is
an outdated concept
the quality of mercy is
nothing to do with forgiveness
or circumstantial evidence
or the remission of sins
the quality of mercy is
no longer a matter of pride
the quality of mercy is
no longer a mark of humanity
the quality of mercy
would be OK if Obama said so
the quality of mercy
is one hell of a hot potato
cooked in oil
the quality of mercy
droppeth as the gentle
dew from heaven
upon a broken fuselage
and it is too much
or too little
for our understanding.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Greed is Good
“Greed is good! ” they say
Some say “Greed is great! ”
Will they say that when the masses
Are bashing down their gate?
Will they still pray to their god ‘Greed’
When they find that it’s too late?
All the starving children
They don’t think greed is good
They would rather have each day
A sufficiency of food
All the freezing homeless
How great is greed to those?
A bit of tin to shelter in
Would please them (I suppose)
What good is greed to anyone
When it is served with hate?
I’d rather have a shred of humanity
Sitting on my plate
poem by Neil Milliner
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Why Are There Complaints?
I don't understand!
Aren't we living the lives folks demand?
Our sons are encouraged
By our daughters to be 'bad'!
'He's so bad! Just like a boy! '
We teach our children the love of weapons...
From daily games,
And given as Christmas toys.
'I thought Jesus was of peace?
And no where around the manger was there a sign
Of retaliation! '
I sat in one church...
And heard the devil's name repeated over and over again.
It was not clear what was being worshipped...
Introduced or enforced!
We speak of fellowship as if 'that' should be a religious movement,
Instead of a natural occurence!
And the values of standards, quality of life and traditions?
Please...
Entertaining lust and temptations!
Those are the foundations supporting the walls of shopping malls!
And television has been the marketing savior for greed!
Let's get 'real' about infesting delusions with teased fantasies!
I don't understand!
Aren't we living the lives folks demand?
Then why are there complaints of any kind?
Oh...
I see!
Bigots who are racists perceive,
They are not satisfied unless others unlike themselves,
Are deprived?
This has been a tremendous marketing strategy,
That has brought the current economy to grinding halt!
No wonder those bad terrorists and enemies,
Endangering this way of life have to be stopped!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There are no doubts that, the situation in the country today, indicates that there is much more work to do in the process of reforming the political economy and improving the quality of life of our people and communities.
quote by Ibrahim Babangida
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Wanted, Trusted And Loved
I sleep well.
When under your spell.
And feeling peaceful.
Knowing we both wish to keep,
Peace...
Inside where it dwells.
I sleep well.
When under your spell.
And made to feel...
Wanted, trusted and loved.
I sleep well,
Wanted.
I sleep well,
Trusted.
I sleep well,
Wanted, trusted and loved.
I sleep well,
Wanted, trusted and loved.
I sleep well,
Wanted.
I sleep well,
Trusted.
I sleep well,
Wanted, trusted and loved.
I sleep well,
Wanted, trusted and loved.
I sleep well,
Wanted.
I sleep well,
Trusted.
I sleep well,
Wanted, trusted and loved.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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