One Is Blessed To Witness
One style.
One preference and one frame of reference.
One mindset sold to sell one concept bought.
One thought processed to stay one way,
As was taught.
And in some places still the main course to feed,
Is not meant for one life to live to-day to encourage.
Or any other day one is blessed to witness,
With two eyes and two feet with two hands to touch.
Or...
To observe to believe that one of anything,
Has not, was not or shall be 'not' on such an innovative...
And ever changing mind of The Creator.
If it was...
Many would not be able to talk,
Out of both sides of their mouths...
And at the same time without effort,
As freely as they do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sold Without First Unwrapping
All that you see...
My head.
My eyes.
My lips.
My hands and arms.
My legs and feet...
Are equipped and prepared to examine.
And...yes,
Moving towards your direction.
However...
My mind,
And all that you may wish to feed it...
Is not easily bought,
To accept anything you think...
I will buy to purchase from you to sell,
As sold without first unwrapping to inspect.
Un-uh. Oh no...hand me a microscope!
I have suffered from buyer's remorse before.
This time...
I want to see dates.
Manufacturer's suggested price.
Along with shipping and handling charges,
AND testimonials from previous users.
With a count!
'And what do you take me for? '
I'll take you for the rest of my life!
But first...
Here is my check list I wish to have completed,
BEFORE I make any decision!
I am not going to rush to close any deal.
Not this time.
Is that a weave or is that natural?
'EXCUSE ME? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bought And Sold
Bought and sold.
Bought,
And sold.
Bought and sold...
As if no feelings I keep.
But deep inside I'm touched.
Nothing here is cheaply rushed.
Bought and sold...
On what to me has been told.
Not me I'm not of mush.
Nor easily crushed to dust.
Excesses on the cheapness of life,
Has made a weakness increase...
And,
Bought and sold.
Bought,
And sold.
Bought and sold.
Too many given anything.
Just to say they've gotten a piece,
To be...
Bought and sold.
Bought and sold...
On what to me has been told.
Not me I'm not of mush.
Nor easily crushed to dust.
Bought and sold...
As if no feelings I keep.
But deep inside I'm touched.
Nothing here is cheaply rushed.
Too many people take for granted and accept too easily.
To be sold,
On what they're told.
Too many people take for granted and accept too easily.
Bought and sold,
On what they're told.
Too many people take for granted and accept too easily.
To be sold,
On what they're told.
Bought and sold,
On what they're told.
Just...
To sell.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Drove
No back seat rider.
Cruising to view a life...
And selecting scenes,
Preferred and/or liked.
I drove.
Cautious.
Even though a few accidents,
Caused me to pay more attention.
Although that was meant.
I ran out of gas.
And stumbled when I pushed to fast.
But I finally found my path identified.
I felt at home!
I knew I had arrived.
I'm glad I took it upon myself...
To learn to drive.
Although my preference is to walk.
Observe.
Touch and enjoy life.
If I had cruised through it...
I would not have known,
How much of it I would have missed.
I drove with hope.
And faith kept me blessed,
To see my life from the driver's seat.
I drove over hills and through darkened valleys.
And there awakened to touch the sky at sunrise.
I drove at midnight.
And the stars would keep my dreams alive.
As obstacles kept my drive alive through thunder.
I drove...
Until I knew and felt the Sun,
Would come to chase rain clouds of storms away!
Although my preference is to walk.
And I do.
If I choose...
Today!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Golden Rule
mind other people's business first
before they mind yours
live life that way you want it
and live it well
before they give you their
bad examples
be punctual, be there first
before they talk about you
and don't leave
before they all leave
better talk about them
rather than they talk
about you
take note
beauty gets second place
to an innovative
ugly woman.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Accomplishing the Task of Nature
To live is the best remedy there is,
Than to decide to intellectualize the passing...
Of a life we 'assume' affords us time to live.
It is easier to observe the changing of the seasons...
Since we anticipate the dates that this should happen!
As the aging of a tree is disguised by its bark!
And the process of this goes unnoticed.
Although it still adapts to its mission.
To do it ignored!
It lives to do what is expected.
Leaving the decision on how this should be done...
To its creator!
And we have yet to decide,
Whether or not this is a wise choice...
To make!
As if we are not a part of this undertaking.
As if we are the center of it...
To command when this is done!
And...
Although we may witness others go through this,
We do not perceive ourselves...
As falling leaves.
Completing a cycle that has to be replenished!
Accomplishing the task of nature.
And satisfying the 'will' of The Almighty!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Self Esteem Isn't Taught
Self destruction occurs,
From the inside out.
With a superficial attachment,
To live as felt and misunderstood.
When self esteem isn't taught...
And life is thought and compared,
To a ticket bought...
One begins this experience,
With serious mental issues.
And then when jealousy is inflicted,
Because of physical appearances...
There is no escaping from this mindset.
A plastic existence is all one accepts.
Self destruction occurs,
From the inside out.
With a superficial attachment,
To live as felt and misunderstood.
When self esteem isn't taught,
An existing ignorance that has existed is praised.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Few Are Making Positive Deposits
The best way to teach,
Fools that can not be reached...
Who stay stubbornly out of touch.
Walk away!
And leave them to be fools.
Preaching never taught any lessons!
Especially if those lessons taught,
Have not been sought to value!
The best way to teach,
Fools that can not be reached...
Who stay stubbornly out of touch.
Walk away!
And leave them to be fools.
Preaching never taught any lessons!
Especially if those lessons taught,
Have not been sought to value!
And time wastefully spent...
Is not time returned.
Especially if investments are expected,
To reflect healthy dividends.
And few are making positive deposits...
To encourage the flourish of them!
The best way to teach,
Fools that can not be reached...
Who stay stubbornly out of touch.
Walk away!
And leave them to be fools.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Right Before Your Eyes
When the door shuts
Don't worry about me
Its not attention that I want from you
I need you to trust who I'm gonna be
And in everything I'm going to do
Cause I'm not afraid
Of what I don't know
For understanding is all that I earn
What is for sure is I'm gonna to go
I'm gonna to live and I'm going to learn
And I know there will be mistakes that I will make
But I know they're not worse than chances I don't take, take
Right before your eyes I am changing, changing
New life on the inside I am changing, changing
When the door shuts
Its shuts in front of me
A new person that I have become
I follow my heart to my destiny
But living in fear and sorrow is done
There will be no more feeling that I'm all alone
I will surround myself with things that help me grow, grow
Right before your eyes I am changing, changing
New life on the inside I am changing, changing
Right before your eyes I am changing, changing
New life on the inside I am changing, changing
Right before your eyes I am changing, changing
New life on the inside I am changing, changing
Right before your eyes
Right before your eyes
song performed by by Hoobastank
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The Greatest Romance Ever Sold
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
So what do u know, u and me
Finally face 2 face
Checking each other up and down
In all of the obvious places
Was there ever a reason 4 us 2 be apart?
The air that fills up this room says, not hardly
So this is where u end, and u and I begin ...
(thats where u and i, u and I begin)
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
Baby, baby
Now your mind is open
2 poetry seldom heard
Ur heart has never been broken
Until uve heard these words:
Your body was designed 2 respond 2 mine
In spite of your desire 2 mold me
And in the middle of it all -
We kiss and like rain (like rain) we fall into ...
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
Oh, I know u can feel me,know that u can dance
But what do you know about the greatest romance?
Not what u think, but what u believe
What was the real reason that adam never left eve?
And if the truth sounds like a memory
Then u know it was meant to be (meant 2 be), meant 2 be
Leave your inhibitions behind come on, come on, and see
So this is where u end (this is where u end)
And u and I begin ... (u-hu)
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
I know u can feel, I know that u can dance
But what do you know about the greatest romance?
(the greatest romance ...)
Not what u think, but what u believe
Can u tell me the reason (reason) that adam never left eve?
(the greatest (greatest) romance (romance) ...)
Listen 2 me
(... thats ever been sold)
U brought me
The grapes from the vine, yes u did
(the greatest romance ...)
Can I talk 2 u
(... thats ever been sold)
Listen
U help me 2 remember the secrets of time
And u - u - u, u offer me your love, your love, your love
So divine
And in return, girl, in return I will surrender
Oh yeah, I will surrender, oh yes, I will
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
song performed by by Prince
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We All Fall Down
I oughta know the look in another's eyes
When there's something on their mind
I think I saw that look in a lover's eyes
They were looking into mine
Like we both had found the one we want
But found the one we wanted just quit trying
So we tell ourselves that what we found is what we meant to find
That's what we tell ourselves
You won't believe the things
A heart could tell a mind
Somehow we sell ourselves on love
I just don't think I'll believe my heart this time
I oughta know the language well
I've heard me tell myself these things before
I finally made my mind up
My heart tells me to look for something more
Determined not to wind up wondering was she the one
Well, you never can be sure
So we tell ourselves that what we found is what we meant to find
That's what we tell ourselves
You won't believe the things
A heart could tell a mind
Somehow we sell ourselves on love
I just don't think I'll believe my heart this time
So we tell ourselves that what we found is what we meant to find
That's what we tell ourselves
You won't believe the things
A heart could tell a mind
Somehow we sell ourselves on love
I just don't think I'll believe my heart this time
song performed by by Clint Black
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How Creative Can A Repetition Get
How creative,
Can a repetition get?
How innovative can a mindset become,
If that mindset is conditioned...
To follow the footsteps of everyone else.
And everyone else,
Is repetitious.
And suspicious of those,
With other wishes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Never Satisfied
Where do we go from here
There must be something near
Changing you, changing me forever
Places changes, faces change
Life is so very strange
Changing time, changing rhyme together
Theres no where else to go
This could be our last show
Changing dreams, changing schemes never
We are never satisfied
Love is gone, along with fun
Now were reaching for the gun
Changing cast, changing fast, no more tether
We are never satisfied
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Never Satisified
Where do we go from here
There must be something near
Changing you, changing me forever
Places changes, faces change
Life is so very strange
Changing time, changing rhyme together
Theres no where else to go
This could be our last show
Changing dreams, changing schemes never
We are never satisfied
Love is gone, along with fun
Now were reaching for the gun
Changing cast, changing fast, no more tether
We are never satisfied
song performed by by Judas Priest
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What Has Been Denied
One of the main reasons,
People don't know who they are...
Or can respect others to accept,
Is their approach to life.
And a valued place on false pretensions.
People have been made to believe,
And are convinced...
That reality is to be pretended,
And the more pretentious they are...
The more they reflect a 'version' of reality.
Blindly accepted.
And...
Those who are themselves,
And have lived reality...
From an experiencing of it,
Are perceived as being phony.
Although everything they have done...
Is based upon truth as it is,
And have attempted to deliver it.
But are criticized for being nonconformists.
One of the main reasons,
People don't know who they are...
Or can respect others to accept,
Is their approach to life.
One is taught how to live,
And how to act.
What beliefs to accept,
From those created...
And followed 'faithfully'.
And those who live not accepting,
Those beliefs to follow 'faithfully'...
Seem to live freer lives,
Without having lies to follow.
'Why is there so much conflict in the world.
Why are so many people unhappy? '
That's a good question.
And they are the ones who follow,
Taught beliefs.
Without seeking to live life,
To discover it on their own.
They follow and protest yet accept.
'But,
How can you say that? '
I've learned to stand back,
And observe that which has been denied.
My eyes have been open most of my life,
To see things as they are.
Not what I wish them to be.
With eyes open wide.
And apparently my 'version' has offered me,
A more peaceful co-existence.
And that for me is not phony at all.
I only have one face that I've shown.
Have you ever seen me wearing a mask?
To appease others doing it?
'No.'
You should take yours off.
You'll see exactly what I mean.
When you begin to experience life,
So many become offended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Schism
Two sides to every story,
What if both sides are wrong?
Then you have to find some answers
Can't we all just get along?
The clichés of today
are endless and draining
The mind requires food for thought
But the body's abstaining.
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separation of church and state
Has let too many fools astray
Like puppies they rely on training
Conditioning was all one thing
But math and faith taught separately
Is what my nation promised me
So why do I see differently?
Anything memorized,
Loses meaning in my eyes,
I don't have to believe what I say.
Recite these magic words today,
Tomorrow, each and every day,
Don't think or speak or look at me,
Just fall in line, mindless zombie.
I need a split of church and state,
Why must I pray at every football game?
I need an ear to hear my voice,
I need a megaphone: they won't have a choice.
But to listen, learn, repent, resign,
To live, to love, to speak their minds
To step away from the line
Rewind the vicious hands of time.
I'm not a cynic, I'm just a realist.
I speak my mind 'cause my words are fearless.
I am denied the chance to witness.
I am alive despite their hit list.
I will survive, if just to end this
Labyrinth of lies,
The maze is endless.
Good is a state of mind,
So how come I can't find
Salvation
In reputation?
I cannot leave my mark
a world so badly scarred
What is the price to pay,
To get back sanity?
poem by William Blake Beckett
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Life and The Giver
the giver has given to us the life
the art of life
is the science
within the mind
to live
acting as rationally thought
with realness,
pureness,
humility,
tolerance,
dignity,
self-thought/awareness,
self concept
and being in life
(to which at some variance and instance, all shall and must cease to effect at once) : not to just exist, for we all live to die!
'one one cocoa fill basket' - one thing at a time.
'one hand wash the other' - each of us needs the other to live as peeple in oneness.
poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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So Be It
So Be It
Back to the creator and the truthful word
Like a sparrow in the tree we call a bird.
The bird does not have intellect to share
But the universal God said, 'for them I will clothe, feed and care'.
Are we any less or any more so?
Think about what God the creator gives us and you'll know..
I look out my window and say from out of my soul
Thank you for the river, the birds; and the lilting voice of Nat King Cole.
Music of my time has become best of all my time
A ballad of thought with meaningful words for feelings of mine.
What I have and what I have been given is beyond compare
To sit and see and reach into my memory and to feel and share.
In the darkness of the night I look up and can not conceive
The grandiose of it all and yet how could one not believe.
I look and I look and the universal one I can not find
I fail to recognize by sight and touch what already exists inside my mind.
How much time did I spend in a relationship with my God
Will my mind form any more images when I lie in the sod?
10-22-06
poem by AHO Speaks
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Look At Their Faces
(6/13/12)
Is this the way our children s future is going to be
Living in filth and poverty, with just the clothes
On their backs - bought from a dollar rack.
With sneakers torn and tattered
And their feet bruised and battered.
The stench on them from not taking a shower
And the smell getting worse by the hour.
With their hands out - 'asking for change '
But the change that they should get is the
'way they live' it is something that we have to give.
It is time that everyone gets off their high horse
And in the ring their support they should toss.
If you listen you can hear the children say:
Politicians, religious leaders-
'IT IS TIME YOU SHOULD FEED US'.
We did not create this life style we're in
Living this way is a down right sin.
If we're seeing it here in this great nation
We have to come up with a plan for their salvation.
No one should have to be told
That this is a worldwide epidemic out of control.
Who would you blame if one of your family members
Was going thru the same.
The answer starts with the first step
And the followers will do the rest.
poem by Louis Rams
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Time Spent In Pursuit Of Love Meant
No season seems more anticipated,
Than Spring.
No other time does life seem more appreciated,
Than Spring.
With flowers blooming, birds singing....And leaves,
Beginning to bud on barren trees...
Turning green.
And in Spring...
Time spent in pursuit of love meant,
By those young...
Reminds those that are not,
How blessed we are...
To witness another Spring to come.
No season seems more anticipated,
Than Spring.
No other time does life seem more appreciated,
Than Spring.
And in Spring...
Time spent in pursuit of love meant,
By those young...
Reminds those that are not,
How blessed we are...
To witness another Spring to come.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whether Conscious or Not
As long as others,
Were subjects of their poked jokes...
These agitating folks were satisfied to live,
Unapologetically.
Free of guilt!
And accountability!
Nor did they think deeply,
About the affects of wearing sheets with peepholes.
And whose state of mind these acts would upset.
They were mobs much like a cancerous glob.
Yearning to hang or burn...
Human beings they deemed,
From them had lessons to learn!
And today this same mindset,
Has not through time been addressed.
That same ignorance defends insecurities.
With absurdities blatant.
And masked to distract...
An attraction for mentioned bigotries!
Although their states are 'mapped'...
And appear united.
These folks are divided by their racist remarks!
Most of them say,
This is not their way today!
But a debating of their policies believed.
Those implemented,
And meant to stay!
But those of color know,
Too well their lives of limitation.
And who amongst them sit imprisoned.
By laws that intend,
To keep them suppressed.
With wings to obtain in an 'afterlife'...
So in 'this' life,
An obedience from them is expected!
And then there are those skilled to speak,
From both sides of their mouths.
And 'this' from their institutions,
They are more than glad to teach!
Even from pulpits...
Their philosophies are outreached.
While delivering observations,
Uncommitted from atop high fences.
They are convinced verses spewed...
Are remembered sacred scriptures,
That should depict them as chosen victors!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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