Perfected and Over-rehearsed
Not a few,
But far too many...
Have become disillusioned and mystified,
By the quickened fast pace of change...
That has taken place.
Leaving those wide eyed quite surprised.
Spoiled and embroiled by choices of isolation.
Believing decisions made would remain sustained.
Creating superstitions within accepted standards,
Of division...
Has weakened values and traditions.
And foundations trembling...
With once tried and true,
Restrictions.
Faltering a quality of life for all,
By hidden agendas and undenied admissions.
Not a few,
But far too many...
Have become disillusioned and mystified,
By the quickened fast pace of change...
That has taken place.
Leaving those wide eyed quite surprised.
With wishes to return to comforts yearned...
To free from the rising of conflicts,
That has today showered many with concern.
Although hoping lessons that seem hard to learn,
Has not come upon them too late to recreate...
What is observed.
When a listening done to comprehend and correct...
Was not prioritized as an objective first.
To protect from a neglect...
Perfected and over-rehearsed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quickened Endings Speeds The Change
Quickened endings speeds the change.
And games played once reliable...
No longer,
Remain the same.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
Knock down those blocks,
And...
Open up what's been locked.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
Don't try to cease them.
Hoping to keep...
Whole and complete in one piece,
A picture wanted perfect...
But,
Soon from you to leave.
Soon you will believe!
Quickened endings speeds the change.
Let what was known go!
And....
Don't try to cease this speed.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
And games played once reliable...
No longer remain.
So...
Knock down those blocks,
And...
Open up what's been locked.
It's futile to keep clinging,
To meanings coming to a stop!
Quickened endings speeds the change.
And...
Don't try to cease them,
With a picture held to keep.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
And...
Don't try to cease them,
With a picture held to keep.
Quickened endings speeds the change.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Starry Eyed And Mystified
I get all starry eyed and mystified
when cupid’s arrows strike me.
All dreams go out the window
and I am putty in love’s hands.
My world turns upside down
and I can barely stand.
I tip toe up the garden path
when love grabs me by the hand.
Starry eyed and mystified
as snow falls in the summer
and butterflies fly in the winter.
The world goes topsy-turvy
when cupid’s arrows strike their mark.
Such is love’s touch,
which leaves us wanting more
of being starry eyed and mystified.
26-27 November 2010
poem by David Harris
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This Has Been Their Lives
Choosing to accept things as they are in isolation...
Enhances one's desperation,
To separate in misunderstanding.
When things 'controlled' get out of hand.
It becomes difficult for them to comprehend,
Others more powerful,
Have use misguided power over them.
Choosing to be set in ways,
With lessons taught as lessons to stay.
This stubbornness unresisted decays.
And those who insist,
This self centeredness should persist.
Will discover themselves living deeper in conflict.
As truth and its reality continues to drift away.
Leaving those with values of fading substance...
To become left in darkness.
And feeling much betrayed.
As light shows deceptions they embraced.
More and more they fear!
With no escaping from it near.
Since this has been their lives endeared!
And these standards now fast erasing...
They have kept in place.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Many Times Have You Told Me That?
You have your version!
And I have mine.
One of us got hit by conclusions,
For purposes to comprehend.
The other...
Wishes to be correct!
And lays up in traction,
From toe to neck.
Hoping a mending of fractures,
Is successful.
With a wish for an embarrassment,
Not to be made this public.
And I will say this,
About your version of the 'incident'.
And your need to have it accepted.
From a point of view you wish respected.
You need no longer to protect it.
Since it is obvious who between us,
Has been more affected.
So I will leave you to get some needed rest.
With any version that conflicts,
With the one that I witnessed.
And your attempts not to be involved in it...
Will be a matter between you,
And your deluded consciousness.
Do you see me?
'Of course I see you! '
Which one of us seems to be traction free?
And which one of us 'seems' to be...
Stubbornly on the defensive?
'You just 'think' you are right ALL the time! '
You have your version!
And I have mine.
One of us got hit by conclusions,
For purposes to comprehend.
The other...
Wishes to be correct!
And lays up in traction,
From toe to neck.
Hoping a mending of fractures,
Is successful.
With a wish for an embarrassment,
Not to be made this public.
Do you see me?
'Of course I see you! '
Which one of us seems to be traction free?
And which one of us 'seems' to be...
Stubbornly on the defensive?
'You just 'think' you are right ALL the time! '
Oh,
I can be wrong.
How many times have you told me that?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Midst Of This
There seems to be a duality switch,
As an evolution progresses.
Leaving all that lives...
In the midst of this as if part of a quiz!
Everything upon the Earth is going through a change.
And people are conflicted,
As to what will remain untouched.
And what will stay to become restricted.
Fast on a pace is the past phasing out.
With understandings being rearranged...
While minds thought to be conscious,
Are being tossed about.
Those unaccepting of what is going on today...
Find themselves with no defense,
To control or comprehend...
The totality of disarray.
There seems to be a duality switch,
As an evolution progresses.
Leaving all that lives...
In the midst of this as if part of a quiz!
Although it really isn't,
For those who are observant...
And witnessing it with the acknowledgement,
We are all born from birth to develop to transform.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mystified
Written by lindsey buckingham and christine mcvie.
Oh...
Pretty baby
This feeling I just cant hide
You got me mystified
Oh...
Pretty darling
This feeling is deep inside
You got me mystified
The light that shines around you
It blinds my eyes
Theres a magic surrounds you
Tell me where your secret lies
Oh...
Pretty darling
This feeling is deep inside
You got me mystified
Oh...
Pretty baby
This feeling I just cant hide
You got me mystified
You got me mystified
Mystified
Mystified
Mystified
Mystified
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Mystified
Im sitting here looking at your picture
I see a light all around your head
You got a green I aint never seen
And what a strange shade of red
And everything is turning inside out
And something gets ahold of me
And turns me inside out
There is a place where the others go
You can forget everything you know
But every night is the same to me
Lying awake and longing to be
Mystified
Cannot help myself
Mystified
Could not stop myself
You got a wishing well in your eye
The surface starts to ripple
Pardon me, what might your entendre be?
Im seeing double, sometimes triple
Every thought wears a thin disguise
Its not a thing that I can verbalize
But if you knew what I was looking for
Youd get off your ass and walk out that door
Mystified
Last night I was laying down sleeping
You know I was dreaming all to myself
In the evening, darling when the sun goes down
Whoa! you know its mighty hard to tell
Tell me what more can a good man do?
You hold the world hostage in your mind
Standards and practices are well defined
But if you choose to walk a different road
Hold onto your hat, your head might explode
Mystified
song performed by by Utopia
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And What Comes to Visit
Fresh from the tabloids:
'We All Are the Aliens'
We all are strange and distant people.
Segmented with traditions implanted with restrictions,
And dissected to produce 'reason'.
Set within indifferences!
And mystified upon discovering,
Yet another development of natures' Whipped Mixtures'
Those in isolation...
In fear of their own reflections being threatened,
Are lost!
And have paid the cost to incite conflicts!
But today...
An end comes to their 'sickened appetites'.
A light bright beams.
The enormity of it,
Stops all movement quick!
And what comes to visit...
Will shut lips,
Forever...
About that which was known before it landed.
As 'Truth' descends with unquestionable power!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Observing Their Choices Made
With eyes opened wide they've made choices,
Throughout their lives.
Believing they obtained stability...
In a world in which their values were compromised.
Now with a realization they've been undermined...
They find they have left their true identities,
Materialized and dignitized to secure in time...
A retirement to enjoy as is meant.
But...
Diminished these visions.
And very much quantitively minimized.
And those criticized for walking on paths,
That made others laughed perceiving them mavericks.
Find they have attitudes of joyous moods.
With a kept faith connected to their fates.
With eyes opened wide they've made choices,
Throughout their lives.
Believing they obtained stability...
In a world in which their values were compromised.
Speeding and slipping quickly in a downslide,
No longer do those who had pass judgement...
Feel secure about their lives.
Today there is an emptiness felt within them.
And...
With an addicted attraction to those things symbolized,
All their lives...
But witnessed today repossessed.
They stare in disbelief,
At the erasing done to their progress.
Along with remnants of any happiness,
That was saved with intentions to spend if left.
With eyes opened wide they've made choices,
Throughout their lives.
Believing they obtained stability...
In a world in which their values were compromised.
And they had been the ones to joke and laugh.
Awakening to discover they've been reduced,
To picking through someone's garbage and trash!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love/Hate
I was a mess in my open eyed youth
I grew up thinking
What's good for one, oppresses the other
It's my turn, my life, my way, mine, me
It made me crazy
I couldn't fight it
I couldn't wait to get away
It's a war
With the whole wide world
It's a war
With the boys and girls
It's a war
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
It's sister and brother, mother and daughter
Father, son, husband, wife, thing
It's drugs, it's hunger
It's race, sex, and government
Any way you look at it, you're part of it, you know it
The wrong inside you, can't get it right
You might as well get on the train
It's a war
With the whole wide world
It's a war
With the boys and girls
It's a war
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
The screen is so white, and it's so big
It's hard to get over the feeling, you're losing your mind
You offer the usher your ticket
You open your soda, see what guy you're sitting behind
You get excited, the lights go down
You get a > on the plane
It's a war
With the whole wide world
It's a war
With the boys and girls
It's a war
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
It's a war
All the give and take
It's a war
All the love and hate
It's a war
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
And nothin's gonna change
Nothin's gonna change
Nothin's gonna change
Nothin's gonna change
Nothin's gonna change
song performed by by Liz Phair
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Too Late
See the stop-light turn-in red,
Dont you listen to what its said.
All the things you try to hide,
They keep you runnin hard inside.
Oh, you got to leave this town before its...
Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late,
Too late to make the change.
Oo, yes, my friend, youre fadin fast, if you stay here you wont last.
Before your time has run astray, youve got to try to get away.
Oh, you got to leave this place before its...
Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late,
Too late to make the change.
Too late, too late to make the change
Too late to make the change
Yes, its time to make the change, yes, its time to rearrange,
So, my friend, I join the fight for the things you know are right.
Oh, you got to leave this town before its...
Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late,
Too late to make the change.
Too late, too late to make the change
Too late, too late, to make the change
Too late to make the change
Too late, before its too late.
song performed by by Journey
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Wide Open Space
Who doesn't know what I'm talking about
Who's never left home, never struck out
To find a dream and a life of their own
A place in the clouds, a foundation of stone
Many precede and many will follow
A young girl's dream no longer hollow
It takes the shape of a place out west
But what it holds for her, she hasn't yet guessed
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She needs wide open spaces
Room to make her big mistakes
She needs new faces
She knows the high stakes
She traveled this road as a child
Wide-eyed and grinning she never tired
But now she won't be coming back with the rest
If these are life's lessons, she'll take this test
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As her folks drive away her dad yells, "Check the oil!"
Mom stares out the window and says,
"I'm leaving my girl."
She says "It didn't seem like that long ago
When she stood there and let her own folks know."
repeat chorus
song performed by by Dixie Chicks
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Wide Eyed Girl
She was a wide eyed girl
In a purple dress
She could have been good
She could have been the best
Shy little girl
When it came to the test
Wow oh...
She was a cut above the rest.
She was a wide eyed girl
With teased up hair
She could have had money
But she didn't care
She was looking for you daddy
...Never there
Looking for you daddy oh yea yea
Wide eyed girl
She was a wide eyed girl
Of a tender age.
Just moving out of her sensitive phase.
She said
"I love you baby it's for always
And I don't care what the teacher says."
When she walked out
Through the streets of Rome.
All of the Italians wanna take her home
All the brown little babies
With the slicked back hair
Sayin' "Prima amore... wow!"
SPOKEN:
"I'm sayin' something
Are ya listening to me?"
"Don't you walk away when I'm
Communicating with you!"
"She's goin' clickin' clackin'
Down the road in them high heeled shoes"!
"Mona Lisa!!!"
song performed by by Eurythmics from Revenge
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A Quickened Pace Erases
Cleared are those images smudged,
From a window shut and long locked.
The stains upon the framed pane,
Seemed so fixed.
So transfixed by darkness witnessed.
Until a reflection had been replaced.
With renewed cleared vision.
To show a smile on one's face.
A defection traced but long accepted.
And believing to have affected from the outside!
Not true.
A fresh stride renovates.
And a quickened pace...
Erases.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Meant to Be Included
Values and standards!
Are they goals to maintain.
A way of life,
Kept sustained to remain.
Or are they ideals out of reach.
Wth a hope that one day,
A practice accepted...
Will not be preached.
Values and standards!
When created,
What was the intention.
To reflect mindsets,
In public display of pretentions.
Or were diversed cultures,
Meant to be included in this 'plan'.
Since no worthy growth has been detected.
And fellowship and goodwill seems to have been arrested.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Butterfly, The Creature of Change and Survival
I grow,
I struggle,
I am not nurtured,
Nor cared for,
I learn the harsh lessons,
Of Life,
Alone.
Then,
Satisfied in my growth,
Having learnt my lessons,
I gain maturity,
I am ready,
For change.
I build walls,
Around myself,
To protect,
This change,
For change I must.
I hang,
Waiting patiently,
Change must occur,
For what else is left?
I push now,
I am impatient,
I have waited,
Long enough,
It is time.
I’ll show this world,
That I can survive.
One side of me,
Is exposed to the world,
Then another,
Slowly at first,
For I do not wish to shock,
Only to dazzle.
Released am I,
Free,
Free to show myself,
In all my glory,
In all my splendor.
For I have changed,
I am now,
Who I’m meant to be,
I am finally me.
So, fear not change,
It comes naturally,
Be brave,
Learn well,
And when,
The time comes,
Be free.
poem by Aisha Sherazi
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For Anyone Anticipating to be Convinced
There is nothing about this train that moves backward.
When the conductor announced, 'All Aboard'...
That was not a question.
That was not a wish for anyone to make a decision.
That was a statement made with no debate.
If someone hesitated hoping to occupy a seat...
They will be greeted with a vacancy complete with space.
Leaving them with an isolated emptiness.
The affect of seriousness has taken place!
And plans delayed are plans too late,
For anyone thinking the trip they wish to take...
Will be shared with others confused,
About which direction is a forward movement...
One should have observed and kept up the pace.
Plans delayed are plans too late,
For anyone anticipating to be convinced...
And motivated.
To realize and experience,
The importance of their lives!
Those that have made up their minds to do this...
Are already enjoying fresh new scenes.
Without issues to unpack from old baggage carried.
Or reflective thoughts about who might have been left behind!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Another Day
Woke up lyin on the floor
Cant recall the night before
Oh - another day
Outside its cold and damp
Unemployment cheque is spent
Yeah - another day
Some people never know
You cant just let it go
Or try and work it out some other way
Some people never learn
My life aint their concern
And nothins gonna change come what may
Had a job but it fell through
Landlord says the rent is due
Oh - another day
They say the best in life is free
But if you dont pay then you dont eat
Oh - another day
I guess Ill never know
You cant just let it go
Or try to work it out some other way
Some people never learn
Their life aint my concern
Aint nothin gonna change come what may
Grass looks greener on the other side
But I cant get there my hands are tied
And if I do dont be surprised
Oh - gotta figure it out another day
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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Making Those Choices To Do
Choices made are just the beginning,
For other choices to make.
Leaving an appetite to develop,
In a patience where choices sit to marinate
Procrastinating in hesitation,
Makes for the creating of excuses...
Easier to get nothing done to wait.
Like one who wishes for a taste of cake.
However, making those choices to do...
Does remove those excuses made done,
With no follow through.
And pursued as one's destination that comes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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These are Values and Standards Kept Within
Deliberate and scheduled maintenance,
Prevents foundations from becoming weak.
Boosts and bolsters securities monitored
And reflects a respect given.
Twenty four hours,
Each and every day each week.
A pride is shown!
With a discipline that seems to be attached,
To unquestioned competence.
A strength beams to gleam in a constant glow.
And support of it is given, bestowed and not hidden.
As if understood and unmistakably comprehended.
These are Values and Standards Kept Within
These are values and standards,
Kept within.
Kept within.
Kept within.
These are values and standards,
Kept within.
Kept within.
Kept within.
These are Values and Standards Kept Within
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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