Occupied By Similar and Limited Visions
A sold soul,
Has an inability to self reflect.
Everything they are told,
Is with ears set...
On an idealistic perfectness.
Although they are constantly trying,
To achieve a correctness...
They believe to themselves,
That has already been identified...
But can not be to over stressed.
By the credentials they have been awarded.
And achieved by feeding,
A confirmed definition of success.
And compared to others,
Who are occupied by similar and limited visions...
To assess mindsets equally possessed.
A sense of false happiness has been achieved...
With a certification shown that has them obsessed,
In those social circles...
Where titles and name dropping,
Are emphasized topics to be loudly addressed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Social Bankruptcy
As a result of their convictions,
With a desire to obtain a social status.
One they grabbed at when that opportunity arrived!
Some have earned those sought titles.
To have lives prioritized with a guarantee...
They have what it takes.
And have 'made it' in 'this' society!
But...
What is it have they really achieved?
Sacrificing their skills and knowledge,
To improve humanity?
I'm sure 'somewhere' under the barrage of bad news,
Those images are highlighted,
To provide moralistic inspiration viewed and as seen.
What is it have they really achieved?
Honestly...
Let's share!
An ability to say,
They have a good credit rating...
That promises to stay that way?
To keep their nouveau riche noses,
Stuck high in polluted air?
What is it have they really achieved?
A reflection of a greed,
That suppresses those in need.
And choosing to bask in attitudes,
As superficial representatives...
Doing what those with a false sense of self do?
And...
What they have accomplished does succeeds.
From their point of view.
Although,
What is reflected...
Is their connection,
To a widespread and unprecedented failure...
Unconsciously digested.
What is it have they really accomplished?
When so many with degrees have been qualified...
To do,
What?
Prove a gluttony that leaves all to bleed?
What is it have they really accomplished?
A greater sense of ignorance that sits on the edge,
Of a once caring humanity that has become magnetizied...
To social bankruptcy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One's Success Felt
A feeling from one expressed,
And shown to another...
There is a caring that is addressed,
Is enough to leave one inspired...
With motivation.
Since one's success felt,
Usually ignites when others are pleased.
No matter how minimal or great the deed.
If 'someone' is there caring heights can be achieved.
And with a doing done not to impress...
But just to do.
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Nurtured and Flourishing
Obsessed.
Obsessed,
With what they believe...
Flatters.
Like looks.
Fashion.
And bling that comes adorned.
Things that to them matter!
Like images.
And 'things' to them that are physical.
Things to them,
Worn!
Mindsets of limited consciousness.
And yet...
Some become upset,
If their flaunting goes ignored.
Perceiving one they select,
To flatter.
Accepts,
In a contained self-centeredness.
And...
Is possessed.
By the receipt,
Complete in one's observation...
Of their obsessions.
Nurtured and flourishing in deceit!
But this thought process...
Has never been one to digest,
By those who live to accomplish deeds.
In total acceptance of how they are perceived.
To satisfy those whims given...
And from them to leave!
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Until Suitable Rescue Has Been Achieved
Okay!
So it is 'not' quicksand!
'No.
And this is my interpretation...
It is a de-elevation,
Of a resettling horizon.
And the vertical descending,
Is to keep one's faith...
In the restoration of hope.
And any observation to the contrary...
Is to be ignored until suitable rescue has been achieved.'
Should I make that announcement 'now'?
Or when suitable rescue has been achieved?
'It is still too premature to assess the situation.
Let's get to the bottom of this first,
Before any decision is made that may be cause for alarm.'
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The Obviousness Of Improprieties
Politically speaking,
How much correctness is left?
How much of it is there,
Yet to still be addressed?
And politically speaking...
Where are those willing to confess,
The business of their politics,
Whether right or left inspected...
Has spent too much time,
On addressing correctness.
A tremendous mess that has been left,
No longer impresses...
Those most affected,
By the obviousness of improprieties.
And,
Politically speaking...
Who is monitoring the effectiveness,
Shown to have been neglected.
And reflects upon a declining of a social etiquette.
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Those Endeavors Accomplished
One can only feel a pride,
Of those endeavors accomplished.
A validated life,
Has been achieved and done.
There are not too many,
Who have been blessed this way.
To believe they can...
And over time find success.
Some may dispute the degree of it.
Since for them having money and 'things'
Reflect importance.
Then there are others who will ignore this.
Since envy and jealousy reveals their hypocrisy.
They are the ones who initially encourage.
Hoping in their hearts nothing develops or starts.
One can only feel a pride,
Of those endeavors accomplished.
A validated life,
Has been achieved and done.
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Comprehending Your Success
Can you accept and believe it...
The air allows a breathing to be achieved?
I am glad you do agree.
Because if you didn't,
I would suspect your thoughts...
As being an experimental accident.
And not an intention given!
And those wishes to fulfill dreams you have,
Are coincidences of good timing.
But you expect bad luck to receive.
And your acknowledgement of it,
Is on call in your mind.
Confirmed in a constant rewinding.
The kind that could be left behind.
To attract an absence.
But losing it is a fear you can not bear.
Although each breath you take...
You think nothing to rid of.
To inhale is a thing done you do.
To exhale is what one tosses away...
To insignificantly float.
To fade from a once over bloated gloatness.
But since you accept and believe,
The air allows a breathing to be achieved...
A possibility of comprehending your success,
Is something you should not waste time to connect!
To flaunt something you did...
In an awareness of it!
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In Their Eyes
My success has not achieved respect,
In their eyes.
And I laugh from mine.
With the knowledge...
It is me who has chosen to be in their presence.
And success?
That was delivered to me,
When at birth I was blessed...
To have this experience called life!
And what more of a success can one possess?
If anything can be done without life as it is known...
I haven't been shown.
As of yet.
And until that happens,
I'll do what God expects.
And that is to have no other gods before Him!
That is a 'memo' I understand clearly.
And that is a confession I will always profess.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Title-ized
There are those still living with values and standards,
To acquire material bliss.
There are those who brag about their 'attached' credentials...
As if without them they could not exist.
And there are those who are so pretentious,
It is amazing these folks admit they eliminate sitting on toilets.
Since many are so beyond themselves once 'title-zed'...
Hollow is the only true substance they show that is their own.
*Title-ized:
One so enthralled with having achieved a certain 'status',
it becomes observed in their demeanor how 'affected'
they've become once they are addressed with such 'exceptions.
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Success That Is Achieved
The best success that is achieved,
Is the kind one feels within...
And is not denied,
By a comparison made.
A stated success,
That relates to acquiring things to impress...
Is much like a quick passing of a fad.
Once that trap fades...
A satisfaction remembered with it dies.
The best success that is achieved,
Is the kind one feels within...
And is not denied by a comparison made.
Leaving this accomplishment to stay and endure,
For as long as the memory of how it was done...
Lingers in the mind of the one who does it.
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My Goal and Mission
When happiness is achieved,
Is it more perceived than is received?
Does it have to be something that comes from outside?
Does it have to be delivered?
Or generated from inside?
I often wonder why some aren't satisfied,
By pursuits attempted or challenges tried!
It can't be all about things that brings a smile!
Or a certain lifestyle lived without denial.
There has to be a comfort in accepting 'who' one is!
Something that allows someone to feel 'lifted' and positive!
When happiness is achieved...
It can be seen in someone's face!
That's my goal and mission in my life...
As I eliminate all bullshit that's erased!
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Low-key
Titles worn by some,
To them become as significant as the air one breathes.
It is as if a validation has been achieved.
And what they do has merit and can be believed.
But as for me...
I prefer not to wear my titles at all.
I have too many!
And then to do so hints of a certain pretentiousness.
You know what I mean?
I choose to remain low-key.
Although I do 'update' my résumé.
And make sure my 'bio' has no typos!
I want to represent the common man as best as I can.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Achievements
Most people think of achievements
in only monetary terms,
but achievements have nothing to do with money.
They are the goals in life
that our hearts desire.
Someone in a wheelchair enters a marathon
and when they cross the finishing line,
they have achieved something for themselves,
proving they can do anything
if they really want to try.
When we put pen to paper
and finish whatever we are about to write.
We have achieved something
no one can ever take away.
Each day we set ourselves
little goals to achieve
and when we have done them,
we move on to another one.
18 November 2008
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You Left
India, it is u went
Friend
Three decades now
You've left
And what hav you achieved?
If not bread to live by
Tell me what have
You achieved dear friend?
.
As for me, your friehd
In Nigeria,
I have achieved nothing
Just freedom,
And life, to live by.
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WHERE Is The Common Sense?
If there were degrees awarded,
For those earning diplomas in 'Incompetence'...
Few would question its existence.
It would be an established acknowledgement.
And since incompetence does exist,
WHERE is the common sense?
And at whose expense are those with degrees,
Trying to convince they now have achieved it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without A Prior Menu Used
Only those who make up their minds,
To do something concrete...
That validates their time.
Do this with such fixed focus,
And grow!
Often a connection between loyalty,
With discipline, determination and dedication...
Mixed,
Produces evidence of success from it.
However,
Few can continue...
Without a prior menu used.
They look to be rewarded,
With a discounted way of pursuing life.
'What comes with 'that',
If I should order 'this'? '
And it would seem for the one who dreams...
An achieved reality is reached!
A happiness stirs and occurs inside.
And it does...
But,
So long has the road been journeyed!
There is one thing left,
That has not been satisfactorily addressed.
And that is...
The sacrifice and loneliness invested.
What fills that hole?
No tangible 'perks' observed can undo,
Words heard of discouragement...
'LAZY'
'DELUDED'...
An d,
Lives with 'mama' and will never amount to nothing!
And still those vicious lips remain on city streets.
Living with their 'mamas' and doing nothing to achieve.
And they call 'themselves' men!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Presence Felt
In my eyes,
You cast light.
Not shadow.
In your mind this you must believe.
Success you have already achieved.
My heart you have touched.
In a way you have chosen.
In a way no one else knows.
Your place is there.
To lead not follow.
Never fear your achievements to be,
Second best.
You must not feel challenged by others.
Do what it is you do.
Not what you assume the rest expect.
In my eyes,
You cast light.
Not shadow.
In your mind this you must believe.
Success you have already achieved.
If you had not...
Your presence felt,
Would never bestow a glow.
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Concepts of Success
If you are stressed,
And at times depressed!
With thoughts self defeating
From a beating you digest.
Perhaps you should relax!
Give your mind a rest!
Chances are you suffer...
During thoughts 'infested'
With concepts of success!
Let go of comparisons,
To others and what they have!
Chances are everything they own
Is rented, leased with or without...
Something that keeps them feeling sad!
If you are happy and glad,
To be just who you are...
Your star shines much brighter,
Than those pretending they are better
Than anything you 'really' are!
Concepts of success,
Can distract someone who is blessed!
Many have not achieved that at all.
And they spend much time...
Trying to keep hidden a mess,
Kept concealed in their hearts...
For fear of sharing with you,
What they are too afraid to confess!
They are locked into images...
And spending every waking moment,
Doing their best
Wishing to impose
An impression they are hoping,
Remains in the minds exposed...
To trinkets that are flaunted,
With price tags still shown on clothes!
And there are so many of them,
'High and fixed'
Blissed to sit with lives committed...
On an ego overdose!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Placed On Pedestals High
Overbloated by boasted ideals.
And consumed by boosted images.
None of this is real but affects mindsets.
With immaculate pretensions.
Yet...
A collision resides,
Inside where truth is not invited.
In fact,
Neither is a comfort condoned...
In a place one calls 'home'.
In mind, body or spirit!
Although,
A perfectness is expected...
By those who have achieved notoriety!
And they are placed on pedestals high,
Closer to the worshipped heavens!
To maintain robotized lives.
Delighting those deluded and awed,
By human achievements that become idolized.
And rubbing elbows close,
Surviving one sees are their hypocrisies.
Almost as clear as the cracks appearing,
And barely hidden...
On foundations in much need,
Of updated restorations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sold My Soul
I prayed to God and jesus
But I guess they didnt hear
My sacrfice was useless
My pleas fell on deaf ears
So I cried in desperation
Bowed to evil sorcery
I looked to the lord in heaven
But he must have looked away
My crying eyes repentant
Please send her love to light my day
So I cried in desperation
Bowed to evil sorcery
I sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul to the devil
So I cried in desperation
Bowed to evil sorcery
I sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul to the devil
Sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul
Sold my soul
Sold my soul to the devil
To the devil
Sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul
I sold my soul
I sold my soul to the devil
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