People Are Attempting to Escape from Facts
A comfort in passing judgement on others,
Has its way of returning this activity...
Right back to those detractors.
For a long time it was believed the Earth was flat.
And there were scores of people,
Who would despise others...
Opposing with a difference of opinion.
In fact...
People were expected to keep their mouths closed.
As if to be kept sealed and 'labelled'.
Entrapped to pay for their lack of conformity.
Today...
Something about that has changed.
Today?
People are attempting to escape from facts...
To have others pay to enhance delusions,
That will never become realities.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Detest Those Kinds Of People
Please,
Do not interpret my giving...
Of an unsolicited opinion,
To be biased in any way.
Or as a passing of judgement.
I detest those kinds of people.
However...
Why were those folks invited,
To this exclusive party?
They look as if,
They have an absence of social skills.
I hope I am not approached.
What on Earth would 'we' have in common?
And I know for a fact,
People who live where they live at...
Are not what you might say,
Mentally equipped to comprehend...
Any of the subjects we will be discussing.
And...
Take a look at his shoes!
The last time they had a shine on them,
Was when he took them out of the box.
And that 'had' to have been many years ago.
I'll be right back.
I need a double scotch and ginger.
'I hear you.
I'm glad those people who pass judgement aren't here.
They would have a field day picking people like that apart.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Today...
Today, the leaves were greener
Today, the sky wasn’t grey
Today, the sun was brighter
Yes, it changed today
Today, people transformed
Today, they weren’t rude
Today, I felt loved
All just today, it’s true
Today, I lived for today
Today, was not for the future
Today, was a great day
Not menial, tiring, brutal
Today, I laughed in silence
Today didn’t make me cry
Today, everything became clearer
But, today, I couldn’t figure out why
And today, if everything changed
And today, if it wasn’t a dream
I don’t know what happened
But today will become everyday, it seems.
poem by Shreya Madhogarhia
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Whose Country?
This is the Earth we all brlong to,
In the beginning were Adam and Eve created;
My Earth,
Your Earth,
Our Earth,
Their Earth,
This is the Earth that we all belong to.
My country,
Your country,
Our country,
Their country,
Whose country is the best?
Adam and Eve were placed in the Garden of Eden.
We are in tne same garden today,
This garden is now called Earth;
So did they increased and multiplied.
Whose country is this?
Spreading all over the Earth we came.
From Eden to what we have today,
Whose world?
This is the Earth that we all belong to.
My world,
Your world,
Our world,
Their world,
We are the same people from the same source;
We came from Adam and Eve.
From generations unto generations,
The same people into different colours today;
This is the Earth that we all belong to.
Of many colours taday to enhance the beauty os Earth,
The same homan race from the beginning;
Whose people are they?
My people,
Your people,
Their people,
From one language to many languages today;
So, why worry about the colour of one's skin?
Without Adam and Eve,
Could we have been here today?
Why then create the boundaries?
We are the same people.
This is the Earth that we all belong to,
Why can't we see the truth and live?
This is my home,
This is your home,
This is our home,
This is their home,
The very Earth that we all live in.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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What Shall I Do Today?
Today,
all the events shall be taken as God's wish.
Today,
I shall love everyone.
Today,
I shall speak only truth.
Today,
I shall have pure and clean thoughts.
Today,
I shall spend the whole day in pursuit of Happiness.
Today,
i shall be polite and nice to people.
Today,
I shall not curse to anyone.
Today,
Whatever work is assigned to me shall be completed.
Today,
I shall be courteous to people.
Today,
Who ever approaches me with a problem or request shall go back satisfied.
Today,
I shall try to reform myself as much as possible.
Today,
I shall repent for all my ill deeds.
poem by Ginni Aggarwal
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People around me
People around me, never changed, but I changed,
The people to see, same, I, not.
All people I known, before and now, bad,
I have changed, for them, am sad.
They shot me words, when am sight
Never did the same, today not fight.
People, that I see, from change, is free
But one thing, still they’re bad, it’s known by me.
Changes are fast, changes are slow
Some people, before and now felt,
never ever changed.
19th July,2009, Sunday
poem by Deepta Protik Osman
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Snap Out Of It
Think of it this way!
The time you take today,
To place judgement on anyone...
Will it make a difference?
When people are seeking to quench a thirst,
How many do you believe,
Have thoughts to impress with proper etiquette?
How many are hoping to approach their thirst,
First with political correctness on their minds?
Especially if that one has been critiqued,
By those giving their outdated opinions heard...
As if fossils undefined but creating their own refinement,
Believing themselves deserving of the attention given.
Think of it this way!
The time you take today,
To place judgement on anyone...
Will it make a difference?
Has it?
Snap out of it!
The only ones you influence,
'May' be the snails.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tomorrow People
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last?
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last?
Today you say you deyah
Tomorrow you say you're gone
But you're gone so long
If there is no love in your heart - so sorry
Then there is no hope for you - true, true
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last?
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last?
So you're in the air
But you still don't have a thing to spare
You're flying high
While we're on the low o-o-oh
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last? Tell me now
Tomorrow people, where is your past? No where
Tomorrow people, how long will you last? Ten years!
Stop tellin' me the same story
Today you say you deyah
Tomorrow you say you're gone and you're not coming back
If there is no love in your heart oh now
There will never be hope for you
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last? Ten years!
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, come on
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, come on
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, no soon come
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, soon come
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, today is here
If you don't know your past, you don't know your future
Everyone
Don't know your past, don't know your future everyman
Don't know your past, don't know your future, come on
Don't know your past, don't know your future
How many nations
How many people did that one catch
How many
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Applauded For The Doing
When companies were moving,
Their production and interests overseas...
To gain higher earnings,
They were applauded for the doing.
Even by those 'downsized'.
And very few criticized these decisions made.
Gleeming towers on foreign shores,
Attest what is 'theirs'!
And never again to be 'yours'.
Today people are blaming those in politics,
For allowing themselves to be deceived and tricked.
Today people are demanding to receive their jobs back.
With a sitting back and the doing of nothing,
As they expected paychecks that were fat.
And everyone points their fingers at those who lead.
But the ones who have been conscious of this,
When times began long ago to shift...
And were ignored upon the delivering of messages,
That insisted...
'No one can have what is wished,
IF facts presented are continued to be dismissed.
And adjustments aren't made to prepare for it.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Angered That Truth Now Sits
The first time I was introduced to truth,
I had to walk around with my head down.
The obviousness of it had yet to arrive,
In my environment.
And the mindsets of the people,
Were still locked into blocking...
Anything that dealt with truth.
When it was spoken,
Voices were raised in protest.
Accusations of being negative were mentioned.
People had become sensitive in the protection,
Of their delusions.
With a defending of their ignorance!
The first time I was introduced to truth,
I had to walk around with my head down.
Today?
People are protesting the fading away,
Of their delusions.
They have begun angered that truth now sits.
Truth has declared it remains to stay!
And not make a temporary visit.
People have become upset with it!
And obsessed with the turning back of a clock.
A clock that has long ran out of time...
For them to find themselves and embrace reality!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Merry Christmas Wish
My Merry Christmas Wish
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted Jan.5 2009
At one time their was an Santa Clause
Today people are greedy even selfish
over money made by man to make more money,
Even over land will fight to their death
When the land was never theirs in the first place,
It is mother earths land and the animals even mammals with fishes.
So how can people believe in Santa Clause all they want to do is take.
At one time we believed in flying reindeer
today people have no courtesy or want to be friendly,
They are ignorant even self indulged into themselves
Thinking this is my money or my land even my car.
So how can people believe in flying reindeer.
At one time we made snow angels
Today people say you will get dirty,
Or that it is childish to make snow angels
Because people have no imagination anymore,
So the mammals with fish have clean water to live.
So how can people want to make snow angels.
At one time we put up a real or fake Christmas Tree
Today people say lets not decorate this year,
But when it comes to cutting down forests
even rain forests it perfectly ok in doing that,
So the animals with birds do not have a home.
So how can people want a Christmas Tree.
At one time we where given gifts
Today people are forced to give you gifts,
They think you need to earn them or not get them at all
The gifts I think we need is a clean earth, the land,
The sea, the air we breath even the water we drink
We do not need a brown earth, but a green clean earth,
With no wars, no starving people, no people living on the street
We need free medical care even housing the best education.
So how can people give gifts.
At one time we filled hung stockings
Today people just keep them in the closet,
I guess people forgot how to fill them?
So did I pull the stocking over you?
So what is the philosophy here?
poem by Lori Triggs
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The World for What it is
Through time I have seen what has happened to me
We have become docile
We sat in a comfortable chair and will not get up
We wear conformity
We eat destruction
We drink our own demise
We the people have been monopolized
We are just another commodity
We are like a horse with blinders on its eyes we see what our master wants us to
We the people have been silenced
We the people are no longer the people
We are the puppet in a play the lyric in a song
We no longer rise
We are tired
I have seen the serpent lurking beneath the flower
I know the truth behind the lie
I am a lone horse with no pack to run with
I search for a home
I fight my comfort
I confront my weaknesses
I humble my strengths
I find that the last free enterprise is coming slowly to an end
I cannot move
I cannot breath
I cannot fight
I am comfort I am conformity I am monopolized I am the people
Through time I see what happens to us.
poem by Jake Andrews
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Where Is Your Love Of God?
On earth today some are still political
these people bend their knee to Caesar
these people still fight die for Caesar?
On earth today some are still materialistic
these people bend their knee to materialism
these people still fight to attain possessions?
On earth today some are still Christian
these people bend their knee to God
these people still live die for their God?
God gives the heart of those who love him no rest.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Welcoming Of Their Own Grief
I remember a time,
When being honest with integrity...
Actually made a difference.
People had respect for those,
Who used their minds and were direct.
I also remember,
When people were not so quick...
To protect obvious mistakes made.
Or wasted the time to debate,
A welcoming of their own grief.
I remember a time,
When being honest with integrity...
Actually made a difference to leave.
And people did not pass judgement,
Before they listened to comprehend.
And today people have grown accustomed...
To ignore the message to then blame the messenger,
For their mistakes made to say as if offended...
They should be forgiven for not being accountable,
As they played unconsciously until it became too late.
And I remember the day when I walked away to leave,
This insanity to embrace my peace.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People Talk Of Love...
In today's world of greed,
In today's world of fraud,
In today's world of broken relations,
People talk of true love.
In today's world of materialism,
In today's world of selfishness,
In today's world of distress,
People talk of true love.
In today's world of mishappenings,
In today's world of misunderstandings,
In today's world of one- night stands,
People talk of true love.
People have the right to love;
If they honour the values and culture.
People have the right to love;
If they know the need of each other.
and people have the right to love
If they have faith that one day they 'll be together.
poem by Ziesha Paul
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Born On The Back Of A Toad
What difference would it make,
If someone was born on the back of a toad?
The people that should be examined,
For mental agility and loose bolts...
Are those who have argued in debate,
Attempting to associate that person born...
Not with the toad,
But with a frog seen hopping along...
Minding its own business upon the day of birth!
And that belching frog has now been accused,
To have influenced with 'socialistic' inclinations.
'So...
What are you saying?
People today are nuts? '
Do I really have to say it?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Seduced to Feed Upon Beliefs
I keep reminding myself...
people are where they are in their minds.
In a comfort that appeases.
And seduced to feed,
Upon beliefs that increases...
A conformity released.
And that conformity 'is' their reality.
Regardless if that mindset has been created,
To control and confine the minds of its own kind!
It is its own creation.
And that...
Once upon a time,
Was a successful process.
One declaring itself 'divine'.
But today...
There is a truth of our existence that prevails.
With a persistence that knocks down false walls!
And people have become confused.
Unaccepting of this action taking place.
Although they pray to 'God'
For an understanding they approve.
Many self righteous have become offended,
By what has been revealed to them.
And faces reflecting their blemishes...
Are rejected.
And they pay the cost,
Not to be recognized outside.
But 'inside' can be found those souls that suffer.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Limit Of Tolerance
It is best to be shown,
By the one detected they are not to be bothered.
Than it is to be known,
As the one who collects other's junk to dump.
Inconvenienced by this and misunderstood to be a chump.
People wont say it but that's what they think.
When someone is designated always available,
To be believed to have a loosened link.
People wont say it but that's what they think.
Yes, it's best to to show,
There is a limit of tolerance.
Than to be the one chosen...
With unlimited patience when there isn't.
Some people may pretend they comprehend,
With a patience given.
But a patience it isn't.
Some people 'look' as if they're there to listen,
With a patience given.
But a patience it isn't.
Some people may keep their mouths kept closed.
Preferring to keep their distance.
And some may not want their thoughts exposed.
Even if their thoughts may make a difference.
It is best to be shown,
By the one detected they are not to be bothered.
Than it is to be known,
As the one who collects other's junk to dump.
Inconvenienced by this and misunderstood to be a chump.
People wont say it but that's what they think.
When someone is designated always available,
To be believed to have a loosened link.
People wont say it but that's what they think.
If one is deemed as approachable.
And perceived to have a desperate disposition.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If You Dont Come Back
(words & music by mark james)
(woke up early in the morning)
(what did the poor boy find)
Well the car was gone and you were gone
And I almost lost my mind.
If you dont come back (if you dont come back)
Yeah! if you dont come back today (if you dont come back today)
You can call up the people at the crazy house
And take this crazy man away
(he threw himself off a gas stone wall)
(he tore his clothes out the door)
I ran out on the street in my stockinged feet
Tell the police Ive been robbed
If you dont come back (if you dont come back)
Mmm if you dont come back today (if you dont come back today)
Well you can call up the people at the crazy house
And take this crazy man away
Mrs. browns been talking about me
To the people across the street
She said (said (I cooked that boy a pot full of stew,
But the poor thing just wont eat).)
If you dont come back (if you dont come back)
Yeah! if you dont come back today (if you dont come back today)
You can call up the people at the crazy house
And take this crazy man away
song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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No Dots Do They Connect
Why is it,
That the very same people...
Who are today wondering,
With the asking of 'what's going on'...
Are the very same people,
Who yesterdays gone...
Refused to accept to hear,
A negativity expressed to them...
In their ears.
And those chosing to speak the truth,
Now and also then...
Are the ones today,
And those yesterdays gone...
Not only appear clearly to be happy people,
But also are very protective...
Of their peace of mind.
And those still left wondering why...
What's going on in the way it is today,
Have no idea what to say...
About themselves or their lives,
Or reasons to give as to 'why'...
Or how they feel that way.
No dots do they connect.
Or...
Can read between the lines without spaces,
Traced.
Or...
Colorized with crayon,
Etched to separate what has taken place!
Since this activity is missing smiling faces.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Got Your Heart...................
The sky seems so bright today
Why I float on the breeze today
People who never had a ray
Why are they laughing today?
Why the leaves dance with joy
I can hear what the flowers say
Did I change my route today?
Is it they who changed their way
Why things are so bright today
Why I smile all the day
Do you know what they say?
That I got your heart today
poem by Tara Acharya
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