Policies Allowed
Your policies allowed,
Those 'crazed' to be praised.
With no depth to be appraised,
As consciousness raising.
With no sign anywhere,
That respects intelligence.
And this is 'not' a criticism.
Nor an embellishment of fact.
These comments are made,
From a focused observantion.
And exposed are pretentions...
Successfully charaded,
To masquerade.
When corners are left,
To collect the settling of dust.
And a crust from rust...
Is anxiously swept under a rug,
With a practiced thrust.
There is unsurmountable trouble that exists.
And it should not be offensive to mention this.
If those who clean claim they have worked,
To the extreme.
Lips are quick to lie in high places!
Your policies allowed,
Those 'crazed' to be praised.
With no depth to be appraised,
As consciousness raising.
With no sign anywhere,
That respects intelligence.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Into Corners Of Weakness
It is amazing how they had praised themselves,
Into corners of weakness without a consciousness.
And...
Once believing themselves to be better than others.
To discover they are the ones now dismissed.
By their peers and those involved,
In their dissolving relationships.
It is amazing how they had attached to establishments.
The ones they believed,
Would never leave them in a bind behind...
The current changes that exist.
And the speed of this done has them in mental fits.
With no lifeline to free or rescue them,
From decisions they made creating their own unhappiness.
It is amazing how they had praised themselves,
Into corners of weakness without a consciousness.
And...
To witness them awakening to witness their hearts breaking,
Shakens those who were left exposed...
To their quick critiquing and judgements passed,
Now to view their shoulders hunched is an image that is so sad.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quieted Lips
At one time,
He was rumored to be unqualified.
Not only is he qualified...
He puts others to shame.
With an intelligence,
They can not pay for...
Or claim.
And the more he and his name is known...
Many show,
They can not bow their heads
Low enough!
We are in the presence,
Of a high intelligence.
And this experience has quieted lips.
With the acceptance of those,
Who are aware of his higher consciousness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If government, or those in positions of power and authority, can silence criticism by the argument that such criticism might be misunderstood somewhere, there is an end to all criticism, and perhaps an end to our kind of political system. For men in authority will always think that criticism of their policies is dangerous. They will always equate their policies with patriotism, and find criticism subversive.
quote by Henry Steele Commager
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Is There Anyone Left
He has clearly shown his point of view of this process.
He believes it is ridiculous!
And if he doesn't...
He is exposing a decision making aspect of his personality,
To not only be flawed...
But crazed.
And he represents their standards and values?
And he is praised as a leader?
Is there anyone left admitting they have consciousness?
Who is it that still wonders,
If it really makes a difference who leads?
And out of what...
Are those who follow behind being led away from?
And to 'where' will they find themselves awakened,
To welcome an overcoming of such magnificent ignorance!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Men in authority will always think that criticism of their policies is dangerous. They will always equate their policies with patriotism, and find criticism subversive.
quote by Henry Steele Commager
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That's What I Said
No!
I have been misquoted.
And frankly...
I am getting sick and tired of it.
I did not say you lacked intelligence.
What I said was...
'How can an imbecile masquerade as a fool.
And have the I.Q. of a grapefruit! '
That's what I said 'verbatim'.
I did not mention anything,
About you lacking intelligence.
Nor that you were waiting for an order,
You placed to be filled online.
But,
It has been delayed.
Another misquote attributed to me.
If I thought you had any intelligence at all,
I'd be the first to tell you that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Confined and Limited
As long as the affects
Would damage their ethnic heritage...
They were allowed,
To degrade and disrespect themselves.
In glorious decadence...
An intelligence dismisses.
For marketing and entertainment value.
Connecting temptation and lust...
With pride to maintain their ignorance.
Trusting in a deceptive acceptance!
They praised the spreading of their own craze!
And those that used them would pocket.
No one wished to stop it...
Since these images were worshipped as symbolic.
Like alcoholics on a binge...
They passed along these priorities onto their children.
For fortune and fame!
And certain prison cells to claim.
As if a graduation takes place.
Are these the freedoms their ancestors perceived?
To be flushed down the drain...
By the deceit and misdeeds of their masters!
As lessons learned to disgrace...
A race demoralized with identities defaced.
For all to find themselves...
Eventually,
In a socialistic bliss.
Confined and limited,
By a greed that defeats...
A consciousness diminished.
And depleted as is wished!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Appears Is Clearly Here
Foolish are the ones,
Who believe something they have done...
Is forever etched in stone,
Unchanged.
With claims they own 'discoveries'
Always to remain the same!
For them these days come to amaze.
Some will be dazed.
And left crazed.
For them these days come to amaze...
With few left wishing,
For what's been missed.
For them these days come to amaze.
Some will be dazed.
And left crazed.
A lifting of a consciousness,
Hits!
What is reminisced,
Has been dismissed.
A freshness has arrived,
Upon the lips and ears.
And what appears...
Is clearly here!
A lifting of a consciousness,
Hits!
What is reminisced,
Has been dismissed.
A freshness has arrived,
Upon the lips and ears.
And what appears...
Is clearly here!
Foolish are the ones,
Who believe something they have done...
Is forever etched in stone,
Unchanged.
With claims they own 'discoveries'
Always to remain the same!
For them these days come to amaze.
Some will be dazed.
And left crazed.
For them these days come to amaze...
With few left wishing,
For what's been missed.
A lifting of a consciousness,
Hits!
What is reminisced,
Has been dismissed.
A freshness has arrived,
Upon the lips and ears.
And what appears...
Is clearly here!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Respects
Love respects everyone always,
Love respects everyone's way of life,
Everyone's way of living needs respect,
Love respects everyone always :)
Love respects everyone's opinions,
Love helps us understand everyone's choices,
Respecting everyone's choices encourages understanding,
Love respects everyone's opinions :)
Love respects our needs and desires,
Love knows our needs include respect,
Our desires need respect to be understood,
Love respects our needs and desires :)
Love respects family always,
Love understands a families' influence,
Our parents' decisions need respect,
Love respects family always :)
poem by Paul Jensen Jr
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Here to Communicate and Connect
I don't exist,
To see my name on the top
Of any list.
Or debate about my life experiences.
With anyone quick to pass judgement.
I am here to communicate and connect,
With those reflecting a consciousness
I can respect.
And that mission has been tough...
Since expanded minds,
Are not spread around enough!
But it is quick to spot egos.
They come out of the woodwork...
With pretensions they show much.
Flaunting ignorance and misdeeds,
As a sign of their intelligence.
And a senselessness that's out of touch!
Some will even use flattery to capture victims.
There have been all kinds of obstacles on my path...
To delay meaningful conversations,
With those who have similar tasks!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Picked the Right Day for Torture
You picked the right day for torture.
It was too quiet and serene,
To be left untampered.
You wanted your presence felt...
And it was.
You picked the right day for torture
With or without a diet regimen
Or implementation of facts.
What you do behind one's back...
Is left to your interpretation.
Your rules and dispositions are taught!
Although not followed,
And neither held in high esteem.
You picked the right day for torture...
Perhaps now you can see in bright daylight,
The victims you continue to abuse
Are of your own kind.
And of them none can say you frighten.
Yet all have been too quick to say you are crazed!
And today you are here believing you will be praised,
And honored?
You picked the right day for torture!
And how much of it you take...
Will not leave a witness to feel remorse,
Or show heartbreak!
They have come to watch you exploit,
Your own pain!
You have picked the right day for torture!
Everyone came to give you the limelight,
And the fame you claim!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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These Are The Crazed Days We Live!
You can to yourself,
Believe something is 'not' true.
But you can not openly say,
You believe something 'not' to be true.
Because if you do today...
What you choose to say,
May become offensive!
However...
Complete deceit is accepted.
Embellished with fanfare,
It is praised.
A lie kept in secrecy...
Will gain one rewards!
And the more one can amaze by its telling...
One may just get,
A ticker taped parade!
These are the crazed days we live!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lack of Depth
The country was founded on racist principles.
It is a fact many can not face.
And...
Here it is in 2009,
They seek evidence to defend their insecurities.
And those who know this is what they do...
Supply it.
It is a game of sorts.
Of a mindless kind.
And harbored behind suburban walls...
Most of the time.
Whether monkeys are on the front pages,
Of newspapers depicting ignorant images...
To disrespect a loved leader.
As a warning to feed the masses.
And printed and defended by those 'innocent'.
Swept away by their own corrupted decadence.
Or displayed in a bookstore window...
With the offerings of President Obama.
To attract attention...
To the depths of their 'nobled' shallowness.
And digressed intentions clearly meant.
Of those lacking intelligence...
As something a degree defines for them.
So sick is all of this.
They seem to celebrate their wickedness.
And intelligence that is of a higher state of mind...
Has never been one of their attributes.
Theft, deception, lieing and hate expressions...
Are the basis of their foundations made.
And so apparent are these...their 'gifts'.
Folks will always find these kinds of people,
Doing the best they can to agitate.
Afterall...
They do feel they are superior!
However...
They are just not convincing enough to be!
Not to those who they expose their lack of depth,
Or express a consciousness.
Unless...
To offend others.
Especially those of color,
They feel free to unleash their demented contempt.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Continue With Such Senselessness
You will not destroy this creation made.
Although you will try with your divisiveness...
To continue with such senselessness.
With proof your hatred,
Can and will be soon dismissed!
You may attempt to succeed,
By stirring up worldly conflicts.
But your destruction of this planet,
Will no longer be allowed to exist.
A higher intelligence comes to dispense,
A knowledge it inflicts...
To put an end to the wickedness.
And those unconvinced...
Will find the evidence,
In ways they'll discover...
A superior consciousness,
Comes to leave them all defenseless!
And it is clear,
These 'beings' are already here...
Witnessing the foolishness,
To end it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Else Do You Offer?
And?
Okay!
So...
You discovered I have a sense,
Of intelligence.
And you believe I am here to be used,
Exclusively as your intstrument.
But that will not happen.
Today you speak of encouraging,
And establishing relationships.
But everything you've done,
Has been the opposite of it!
I came to you wishing to do the same thing.
But you assessed me then as having...
Nothing to the table to bring.
To heighten your visuals.
But not only can I build tables.
I also can cook and clean.
I know how to use a mop and sweep.
Taking out the trash and washing dishes...
Are extremely important to me.
I can wear a suit and tie.
And give an image that is impressive.
But I prefer to keep it basic.
Since I don't masquerade or charade,
For the attention that it brings.
That kind of life I do not satiate.
And you?
Are much too pretentious.
And?
Well...
Okay!
So...
You discovered I have a sense,
Of intelligence.
And you believe I am here to be used,
Exclusively as your instrument.
Now that you know this...
This 'intelligence' that drops your lips.
You are funny!
What else do you offer?
Since what you propose,
Would never satisfy...
An integrity I pride!
Hurry up,
Make it quick.
I have a walk to take.
And Mother Nature to visit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Smile Is A Sign Of......
A smile is a sign of love
A smile is a sign of care
A smile tells how much to others
You are important and also dear
A smile is a sign of cheer
A smile is a sign of trust
A smile shows how you can
Be happy even in hard crust
A smile is a sign of joy
A smile is a sign of hope
A smile teaches you how you can
Remove the clouds of mope
For nothing but only a smile
Takes away your pain and trial
And pick your trouble's pile
And let you smile, smile and smile.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Like All of Their Other Excuses
One man has been in their presence,
For just a few years.
However,
Their policies have been eroding for decades.
And yet a crisis that besets them...
They claim he has caused.
By exposing their flaws and misdeeds.
This they wish,
Those absent of a consciousness...
Will accept and believe.
Like all of their other excuses,
Laid at someone else's doorstep.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Smile :) :)
A smile is a sign of love
A smile is a sign of care
A smile tells how much to others
You are important and also dear
A smile is a sign of cheer
A smile is a sign of trust
A smile shows how you can
Be happy even in hard crust
A smile is a sign of joy
A smile is a sign of hope
A smile teaches you how you can
Remove the clouds of mope
For nothing but only a smile
Takes away your pain and trial
And pick your trouble's pile
And let you smile, smile and smile.
nEeLaBhA :)
poem by Neelabha Mahajan
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Another factor is the decision, made in 1976, to sharply divide the FBI and the foreign intelligence agencies. The FBI would collect within the United States; the foreign intelligence agencies would collect overseas.
quote by Bobby R. Inman
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Cloaked As Someone's Philanthropist
'Where are your 'things'? '
My 'things'?
I didn't need them.
I gave them away!
'WHHHHAAAATTT! ?
Are you crazed?
What are my friends and neighbors going to say?
What lives are we going to live without those 'things'?
You've ruined my pretentions.
And succeeded in my defeat.
I can no longer flaunt my superficiality!
Why did you do this?
Aren't you feeling just a wee bit dazed? '
Not at all!
From now on I am going to be 'me'!
'AND...
Where will that leave me to be? '
Exposed as the leech you are.
Once cloaked as someone's 'philanthropist'.
To no benefit to the masquerading,
That now has to cease to exist!
'WHHHHAAAATTT! ?
Are you crazed?
What are my friends and neighbors going to say? '
I have no idea.
Why don't you ask?
Most of them I passed...
Standing in line at the soup kitchen!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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