On a T-Shirt
Triggered to anger.
And targeted to upset.
The heat felt rises from a volcano,
And a crisis preventable...
Loses a peaceful existence.
Since on the scene...
An anticipated explosiveness,
Has drawn and gathered much public interest.
Although warnings have been posted,
On nearby homes and businesses...
As a local vendor has come to market his T-shirts.
With a slogan pressed with words that expresses:
WE DID OUR BEST TO SURVIVE OUR FOOLISHNESS
BUT IT WAS WITH OUR IGNORANCE
WE STOOD FIRM IN OUR PROTEST!
'Has anyone found anything yet?
Anything significant,
That suggests...
There had been a hint of civilization lived here at all.
Anthing! '
~Sir? Sir...
I may have found something of interest.~
'What is it?
That's great news.'
~It appears something has been written,
By someone who had a love to write.~
'Why do you say that? '
~It rambles on and on and on.
Then an attempt to scratch out those comments were made.
With a statement that begins...
WE DID OUR BEST TO SURVIVE OUR FOOLISHNESS...
And all of this appears to be on a T-shirt,
That seems to have been bleached.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Self Defeating Foolishness
No interest they have in politics.
Believing that and religion do not mix.
No interest expressed in local business.
And yet they insist...
Changes must come to exist!
No interest do they have,
With the lack of discipline shown.
And the disrespect accepted and known.
No one wishes to participate,
In doing those things that are right.
But quick they are to pass judgements.
And witness those in conflict...
As they sit and gossip as if to benefit!
No interest in progress or moving ahead.
As those who do this among them...
They do their best to keep them down instead.
And when they notice they are all of the same mind...
Knitted together by the same common thread.
They want to come together and unify!
Crying they've been left behind...
To entertain themselves,
With more nonsense to spread!
And this is done not 'some'...
But all of the time!
And they come together,
To denounce others who express,
No interest in them...
Or their self defeating foolishness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Survival Shake
This is no story its the key of existence
A little thing you better not forget
I dont know nothing bout its a water-resistance
Why dont you use your head
And survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
Survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
So tell me darling what you wanna be
A welcome idiot in an appletree
I shake you up and I shake you down
Down to the ground
To survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
Survive, survive
All you got to do is to survive
You just got one life
All you got to do is to survive
You just got one life
So better be careful boy
Survive, survive, survive...
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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What Is There For Anyone To Say?
When one gives up,
They feel nothing left...
To love.
Or love!
With the throwing a half filled cup,
Away.
That is their way,
Of displaying a self interest.
When one gives up,
They wish to hold others accountable...
For their conscious actions.
With a soliciting of empathy,
They wish to see attached to that.
That is their way,
Of displaying a self interest.
And if one feels...
Nothing else is real,
For dues they have yet to pay...
The desire a stopping others in their tracks.
With a paying of an attention,
Given to them right back.
That is their way,
Of displaying a self interest.
And when one feels,
Nothing that they do...
Is going to pay?
What is there left for anyone to say?
But,
'Have a good day.'
And be on their way!
With a showing of their own interests.
In a self centeredness,
That expresses no time to give...
For the ones in an acceptance done,
Of their own foolishness to give as if a gift.
When one feels,
Nothing that they do...
Is going to pay?
With a love for nothing...
To give.
But negativity and dismay.
What is there left for anyone to say?
But,
'Have a good day.'
And be on their way!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Our Survival
We shall survive distance.
We shall survive space.
But can we survive the loneliness
that we have to face?
We shall survive winter.
We shall survive spring.
But can we survive the guilt
of the wedding ring?
We shall survive long nights.
We shall survive days.
But can we survive the longings
that always and forever stays?
We shall survive suspicion.
We shall survive fear.
But can we survive living
without each other, dear?
We shall survive all of this
if we put our love first.
We shall survive hunger.
We shall survive thirst
only if this love is true.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Only The Strong Survive (Take 22)
I remember my first love affair
Somehow or another the whole darn thing went wrong
My mamma had some great advice
So I thought I'd put it into words of this song
I can still hear her sayin' it
Boy, Oh, I see you're sittin' out there all alone
Cryin' your eyes out 'cos the woman that you love has gone
Oh, there's gonna be, there's gonna be a whole lot of trouble in your life
Oh, so listen to me get up off your knees 'cos only the strong survive
That's what she said, only the strong survive
Only the strong survive,
Oh you've got to be strong, you'd better hold on
Don't go all around with your head hung down
Well I wouldn't let that little girl
No, I wouldn't let her know that she made me feel like a clown
There's a whole lot a girls lookin' for a good man like you
Oh but you'll never meet 'em if you give up now and say that your life is through
Yes she said: Only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
You've got to be a man, you've got to take a stand
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
Oh, you've got to be strong, you'd better hold on
'Cos only the strong survive
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
Well, you've got to be a man, you've got to take a stand
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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All That Is Regarded Foolishness
With experiences lived.
And an aging process accepted,
One realizes upon reflection...
How much easier it is to judge.
Than it is to self-examine.
Not many are fortunate to survive,
Through life threatening diseases.
To then step aside with their eyes open wide,
With a freeing of themselves from insecurities left...
Hidden deep inside to confront and rid.
With experiences lived.
And an aging process accepted,
One realizes upon reflection...
How much easier it is to judge.
Than it is to self-examine.
But when that moment in time comes,
An accepting of one's flaws and blemishes are done.
With a leaving behind trivial nonsense.
And all that is regarded as foolishness,
Becomes less tolerated to quickly dismiss.
Yesterday and those mistakes made,
And all that is regarded as foolishness...
Becomes less tolerated to quickly dismiss.
Wishing for excuses and alibis to create,
Becomes less tolerated to quickly dismiss.
And all that is regarded as foolishness disappears.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To say that only those businesses affected with a public interest may be regulated is but another way of stating that all those businesses which may be regulated are affected with a public interest.
quote by Harlan Stone
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Only The Strong Survive
(words & music by gamble - huff - butler)
I remember my first love affair
Somehow or another the whole darn thing went wrong
My mamma had some great advice
So I thought Id put it into words of this song
I can still hear her sayin it
Boy, oh, I see youre sittin out there all alone
Cryin your eyes out cos the woman that you love has gone
Oh, theres gonna be, theres gonna be a whole lot of trouble in your life
Oh, so listen to me get up off your knees cos only the strong survive
Thats what she said, only the strong survive
Only the strong survive,
Oh youve got to be strong, youd better hold on
Dont go all around with your head hung down
Well I wouldnt let that little girl
No, I wouldnt let her know that she made me feel like a clown
Theres a whole lot a girls lookin for a good man like you
Oh but youll never meet em if you give up now and say that your life is through
Yes she said: only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
Youve got to be a man, youve got to take a stand
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
Oh, youve got to be strong, youd better hold on
cos only the strong survive
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
Well, youve got to be a man, youve got to take a stand
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Trouble Gets Double Treatment
When,
A stretching ends.
A yawn begins.
When that stretching ends.
When,
A thought process...
Accepts mediocrity achieved,
To be one's best.
And this,
Unconsciously...
Stirs the acceptance,
Of a restless nonsense.
Trouble gets...
Double treatment,
That...
Upsets.
Those,
Who protest...
Growth.
And,
Regrets...
A foolishness,
One...
Protects!
YES!
Trouble gets,
Double treatment...
That,
Upsets.
Those,
Who protest...
Growth.
And,
Regrets...
A foolishness,
One...
Protects!
When,
A stretching ends.
A yawn begins.
When that stretching ends.
With taxes applied,
At the max!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Alphabet Lost And Found
On this fateful day, in the history of whenever,
An epidemic of missing letters has swept the land.
Whatever the cause, for the sake of future generations,
In the limited time we have been permitted, these stories must be told.
There was an apple that lost his 'a'
There was a zebra that lost his 'z'
There was a chauffeur that left his 'auffer' on the dashboard
Of the car that lost its 'r'
Well, the car had lost its 'r' in a pothole
On a street that lost its 'e'
When the garbage collector with a missing 'ector' swept it up
With a broom that lost its 'oom'
Where they gonna go without their letters?
How could they survive without their letters?
Where they gonna go to find their letters?
They gonna have to get together-
At the alphabet lost and found (alphabet lost and found)
At the alphabet lost and found (alphabet lost and found)
There was a school that lost its 'cool'
when they tired to ring the bell that had no 'l'
With all the letters gone, the spelling bee was canceled
Science teachers had their hands full
English classes could not be complete
Where they gonna go without their letters?
How could they survive without their letters?
Where they gonna go to find their letters?
They gonna have to get together
Where they gonna go without their letters?
How could they survive without their letters?
Where they gonna go to find their letters?
They gonna have to get together
Crowds of people, animals, and incomplete words have been seen at a previously unknown place to be referred to as-
The alphabet lost and found (alphabet lost and found)
At the alphabet lost and found (alphabet lost and found)
At the alphabet lost and found (alphabet lost and found) (how could they survive without their letters)
At the alphabet lost and found (alphabet and lost found) (they gonna have to get together)
At the alphabet lost and found (alphabet and lost found) (they gonna have to get together)
At the alphabet lost and found (alphabet and lost found) (they gonna have to get together)
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Courteous In Demeanor
I received my first lesson early.
I made my mother upset and she said,
'Do that one more time! '
Her eyes were wide and fixed.
Here lips were pressed together,
In this mix of grin and tightened smile.
I knew that 'one more time'...
I better not do!
The best training ever,
I received in the military.
And I will never forget,
Being whipped into discipline...
At the tender age of 18.
Grown...
I thought!
And missing home within 24 hours!
AND taking advanced college courses...
IN the military too!
Arrogant and as proud as ever.
I guess today you can say,
I am a bit 'Obamalistic'!
As I grow more observant,
And peaceful within myself.
I see folks who dismiss their responsibilities.
With no acceptance of accountability at all.
And I wonder how they survive...
Being blinded by their self indulgence.
Who breast fed these imbeciles?
Oh well...
I use to give that a lot of my concern.
However,
Today?
When it comes to my peace of mind...
And quickly leaving foolishness behind?
I believe in exercise.
Yes!
And I do it everyday.
I know 'when' and 'how' to apply my moves.
With the utmost dignity...
That is courteous in demeanor.
First!
Then I quickly split from the BS!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Now Regarded As Threats
It was wrong to do from the very beginning,
To dismiss the foolishness with excuses to ignore it.
Now that foolishness has become a way of life,
With a tolerance to condone.
Those who had oppose the existence of it,
And the lack of respect with a void of discipline shown...
Today are themselves now regarded as threats,
To the booming medical industry.
And a determination being made to medicate everyone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Voluntarily Given
Uncovering those things,
Only found to be of interest to you...
With attempts made to share with others,
Believing them to have similar interests too?
May upset when they finally,
Come around to confess...
Their participation was not from a depth felt.
But had only been voluntarily given,
To appease your anticipation.
With a quieting done of your repeated wishes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Can't Be That Hard To Do
One can teach another,
Hygiene.
Depending on the age,
A listening begins.
With an influential meaning.
Discipline and respect too,
Should be taught early.
Before someone reaches pre-school.
Once can teach another,
How to cook.
How to drive.
How to come and go,
With identity and pride.
But teaching one from experience,
The rudiments needed to survive one's life.
Is like teaching one the aspects of motivation,
Desire and drive.
And if one is not energized,
By an inspiration that developes from with inside.
Will take the patience of someone just arriving,
From another planet.
To explain to someone,
That expresses no interest in learning to read OR write.
That 'these' elements are required prerequisites,
If one seeks to have a book.
They envision to see published!
'Why should I have to learn to read or write?
I don't have time for that! '
~And.
What is it you wish that I do for you? ~
'Help me get published.
You did it.
It can't be that hard to do.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One in million chances
It was one in million chances to succeed
The entire scene is engulfed with cast and creed
No one has spared the Indian soil with their known greed
How could one stay aloof, watch and soil not be freed?
Parliamentary democracy is only shield to cheat
Smile on face when they give call and meet
Countless hours are wasted on gherao and stalling
The emergence of youth on scene is new beginning
People are disgruntled not with liberal democracy
It has established people’s supremacy
Everything is done on the name of people’s welfare
If fact their interest is compromised and who takes care?
The pilferage and looting of public money is on large scale
The judiciary has almost become redundant and failed
Some of the selected cases come for public notice
It is really a sad episode and rings decent demise
No country can prosper if stringent rules are not applied
The public is not kept well informed and information supplied
They have right to know what is going on in highest seat of land
Who is real protector of their interest and take the cause to stand
It is uncertain as of now in the collusion diplomacy
Every part y is consolidating position and remain busy
National interest is not their concern but a compulsion
The whole of nation’s priority is shrouded with confusion
We hope nations may survive but leave behind mistrust
There is no leniency to be shown to them or is must
If they fail or try to subvert the national interest
They must be given deterrent punishment and understood by the rest
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An Absence of a Felt Concern
The moment someone does something to another,
That offends...
A damage was done instantly.
And a hurting that begins,
Does not pretend!
Emotions are involved.
And when they are excused,
To leave the doer to say,
How sensitive and easily upset some get.
This is not like a crack in a sidewalk,
That can be repaired.
To give a fresh and new appearance.
As if no blemish ever had been there.
The moment someone does something to another,
That offends...
A consciousness of this should quickly end this,
To mend.
But the foolishness of ignorance makes known its presence.
Stretching a gap to widen in effectiveness.
Leaving a permanence.
And an absence of a felt concern.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Be Or 'Not' To Be Crazed?
To Be or 'not' to Be crazed?
Is that the question to be raise today?
As a craziness seems very obvious,
To be a part of these head splitting days!
To Know Or remain secure in ignorance?
There may be some advantages...
In not trying to comprehend an insanity,
That has descended to begin without end to it.
And those who make attempts to hide a knowledge...
Should burn all credentials,
With a mindless foolishness...
That is frolicked as if to gleam from being polished.
If everyone is upset,
By a mess that is clear,
Why be the one left...
Who 'appears' to be sincere?
To Be or 'not' to Be crazed?
Is not a question to be raised today?
To be sick of dealing with nonsense...
Is like soliciting for membership to an unending parade.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Deities' Amongst Us
They believe themselves to be keeper of secrets,
Stolen from sacred tombs.
They believe themselves to possess,
Origins of an existence...
They wish to themselves kept.
Although something far greater amongst us looms.
And to themselves kept,
Is unrest.
Unhappiness.
And digesting a foolishness...
To only them they get to digest.
An order of higher consciousness,
Has begun to set.
Their mindsets are disturbed.
And an obviousness of this...
Is being monitored closely,
By 'Deities' amongst us...
Doing it with much interest as 'they' observe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love's Perview
If I offer you all my love
will you value it?
Or think me cheap
to offer it
so easily?
If I deny you my love
will you
lose interest
and leave me
alone
and lonely?
If I am mysterious
and offer not;
am vague
will you first be intrigued
and later lose interest?
Shall I then concentrate
and be interested only
in my needs
ignoring yours
and risk
your anger
your rejection
your hurtfulness?
Can I suppress
all I am
and give you everything
you need
but feel one day
my own anger
rise
as my heart
is emptied;
and my waterfall
ceases
leaving me feeling
dead and lonely?
Should I ignore
all of this
and conclude
I am not really ready
for love;
certainly not sex
and wait
for the Perfect One
enduring
the Aloneness?
Should I just do drugs?
Masturbate?
Eat too much?
Cling to friends?
Isolate?
All this
is part of growing up.
None of it easy stuff.
My view?
Come away from the early years
with as little damage as you can
so that you survive it all
being the you
you looking for.
If there is a secret
it is this:
being sure
you are the best
you
you are looking for.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Insect Assassins
Injects no survive. Efforts control the
Animal survive. Survive. Animal survive. Survive. Injects no survive.
In nasty spitting eye cost. This
Assassin spitting spitting assassin spitting spitting in nasty spitting
Insectivorous nutriment species encounter Charles to
Are species species are species species insectivorous nutriment species
Into notoriety. Sweeping eastern capture testimony
As sweeping sweeping as sweeping sweeping into
notoriety. Sweeping
Interest nervous succumb easily: composed tube
Adhesive succumb succumb adhesive succumb succumb interest
nervous succumb
It near spider East closes thorax.
And spider spider and spider spider it near spider
Its needle. Specialized enlarged? Cutting tough
A specialized specialized a specialized specialized its needle.
Specialized
Is nontoxic secretion extremely contains that
Assassin-bug secretion secretion assassin-bug secretion secretion
is nontoxic secretion
I needle-like snake. Enzymes compound TENDON
ANCHORING snake, snake, ANCHORING snake, snake, I
needle-like snake,
INLET not significant, effect cockroach. Thus
About significant, significant, about significant, significant,
INLET not significant,
Insect "natural" surround enzyme constituents time
After surround surround after surround surround insect "natural"
surround
Internal nerve. Sucks especially contents through.
Against sucks sucks. Against sucks sucks. Internal nerve. Sucks
Immediate now share extinguishing controlling them.
Arises: share share arises: share share immediate now share
Insecticide? Needs. Sap; episode. Cimicidae thoroughly
Attributed sap; sap; attributed sap; sap; insecticide? Needs. Sap;
Insects numbing seconds. Each channels. They.
Accordingly seconds. Seconds. Accordingly seconds. Seconds.
Insects numbing seconds.
poem by Jackson Mac Low
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