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Posturing

Posturing,
Upon your fears.
To have you pay,
For years and years.
A sacrifice demanded,
And reprimanding guilt.
Just to have you accept,
Deceptions dealt.
Without regard or empathy,
Of who has feelings deeply felt.

Posturing?
Yes!
Who benefits...
From this 'bull' that sits?
No need for guesses to further depress.
It will not be you.
You are no where in view.
You are not on the radar...
Or on this selective menu.
Neither as a consideration!
Nor as a choice to choose.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Posturing...'What An Attitudinizer

What are they doing?
It's fascinating.

'It's not really new.
It is how they do it.
They make it look so fresh.
And so innovatively done too!

Rumor has it,
It began in D.C.
Now it's sweeping across the country.'

I like the way they stop.
Look reflectively to the sky.
Take a few steps.
Fold their arms across their chests.
Tilt their heads to the side,
As if to listen.
And repeat the process.
Then stop.
Pat a foot to look intentive.
While placing their index finger over the lips.
As if to stop the flow of speech.
Wonderful.
This is going to be mainstream one day.

'It leaves more of an impression,
With the hip hop music behind it...
Doesn't it? '

Of course it does.
That's how it caught my attention.
I could not help but stop!
I'm in awe.
I can see right now,
That's going to be a fashion rage.
What is that called?
I can't wait to introduce this to folks in my hometown!

'It has already become an underground movement.
Literally!
It's called POSTURING.
You take a position,
Then act as if you're about to do something.
But don't! '

I absolutely love it.
Posturing?

'Yep.
That's what the kids call it.
Posturing.'

Great.
Wow!
That's fabulous.
What an attitudinizer.
I can see why it's such a tremendous hit.

Posturing.
What an attitudinizer, what an attitudinizer.
Posturing.
What an attitudinizer, what an attitudinizer.
Posturing.
What an attitudinizer, what an attitudinizer.
What an attitudinizer,
That can really hypnotize...
Set your eyes and fix them,
And anyone can do!

Now...
Posturing.
What an attitudinizer, what an attitudinizer.
Posturing.
What an attitudinizer, what an attitudinizer.
Posturing.
What an attitudinizer, what an attitudinizer.
What an attitudinizer,
That can really hypnotize...
Set your eyes and fix them,
And anyone can do!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Selective Memories

Those who believe they have feelings felt,
That should be given more of a priority
Over other human beings.
While they believe it is okay,
To do unto others as they please
As if blessed with the getting,
Of an attention?

Well
When I was raise,
The phrase that still applies
And has not faded away,
Do Unto Others As You Expect Them,
To Do Unto You~
Needs not to be updated,
To be re-clarified with an interpretation.
It seems to have a snug fit.
No matter what the language.

Some folks in the process of their doing,
Seem to have selective memories
When it comes to their intentional,
Misdeeds done.

And others in their forgiving,
Aren't so blessed to be possessed
With a forgetting.
They do not have that
As a selective choice from which to choose,
To erase from vivid memories.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Radar For Love

Passion fire runnin through my veins
Get a little bit of love and I go insane
I may talk big, baby, I dont lie
Ooh the guys dont know but the girls know why
Ooh girls know why, whoo oh
Get down and get to it
I know you can do it
Get down and get to it
I know you can do it, oh, oh, oh, oh
Radar for love, radar for love
Ive got radar for love
Radar for love, ooh yeah
When you feel so hot that you cant hold still
And you dont know how youre gonna get your fill
Send an s.o.s. baby, Im your man
If I dont make good baby no one can
Oh no one can, whoo oh
Get down and get to it
I know you can do it, come on
Get down and get to it
I know you can do it, oh, oh, oh, oh
Radar for love, radar for love
Ive got radar for love
Radar, oh, oh
Radar for love, radar for love
Radar, radar for love, oh
Yeah, ooh yeah, one more time
Get down, ooh get down, get down, oh, oh, oh
Radar for love, radar for love
Ive got radar for love
Radar, ooh baby, baby
Radar for love, radar for love
Radar for love, n-n-n-n-now, radar for love, come on
Radar, ooh, radar, ooh yeah
Radar, oh, radar, oh yeah, radar, oh yeah
Radar for love, radar, come on, radar, ha, radar, radar
S.o.s, radar, radar, get the message, sugar, radar, radar for love

song performed by by Kiss
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What I Do Know

I'm not into pretense.
Or perceive elements of its benefits.
I see none.

Masquerading one's feelings,
To later expose them behind one's back...
Is sooo,
Uncool!
And those who do it,
Are sooo...
Unattached from integrity.

I could care less how many Bibles,
They quote scriptures from.
These folks are gutter dwellers.

I'm not into pretense.
Or perceive elements of its benefits.
I see none.

I've been accused of being embittered,
For expressing the anger felt...
From those experiences that brought tragedy,
Into my life.
And quickly I admit it.
Yes.
And my rebuttal about that?
If you don't want to know...
Don't ask!
A rule I use...
To free myself from fools.

I've been told I appear too happy,
With a lack of empathy shown to others.
I can express it.
Yes.
Empathy when given...
Is empathy at its best when expressed.
But becoming overwhelmed by depression?
How does that benefit,
My attempts to get away from it?
Why sit with someone wishing to serve pity?

However...
I do recognize my peace of mind.
How I got it.
When I got it.
And who has yet to arrive...
To be grateful they are alive.

And my life is not on hold!
To wait to behold the beauty of it.
That's what I do know.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Emptiness

This emptiness lives within me
Hide it well, not for others to see
The very existance of my being
Trying to be happy, always agreeing
Loving so deeply, feeling confused
Wear my heart on my sleeve and it's so bruised
Getting through life, one day at a time
Feeling old, they say in my prime
It seems like I've lived a hundred years
I have yet, to conquer my fears
Fears of being left all alone
Chills me to the very bone
So many skeletons from my past
Lurking near, like shadows cast
This life I live, I will continue
Till I'm called home, this is my menu!

poem by Donna Nimmo
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Bwtween two

forced to choose between the two,
forced to choose between honesty and dispair,
forced to choose between beauty and destruction,
forced to choose between life and death,
forced to choose between 3 years and 5 years,
forced to choose between who i am friends with,
and still with the choice of both i loose one.

poem by Matthew Boisjolie
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posturing for an owner
the gods and goddesses
at the sculpture sale

haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Choose or Lose

Every day there's a fork in the road.
Do you settle for pie less a la mode?
Are you the seller or being sold?
Are you the teller or being told?

If you choose, you might be right;
If you don't, you lose the fight…
A fight to know where you stand,
Pursuing ways solely you planned.

If afraid to choose, you surely lose,
Missing chances only you refuse.
That choice is there just for you.
Let not love nor money dim your view.

In name and gender you had no choice.
Now able to choose, in unflinching voice,
Proclaim that friends you select
Reflect your own self respect.

Decide what's best and then believe
What you choose you will receive.
Accept no less than your worth.
You're the only one of you on earth!

poem by Gregory Huyette
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Faith, Hope And Trust

We all make those decisions,
To follow that which attracts...
Our footsteps to walk on certain paths.

Some choose to seek a validation given.
Hopeful that an approval,
Will greet and meet them along the way.

Others make selections because of 'something' felt.
Something inside at first denied.
And feelings of aloneness upon them are dealt.

We all make those decisions,
To follow that which attracts...
Our footsteps to walk on certain paths.

And one day that climb on a path begins to clear.
A purpose that erases doubts...
Inside is felt to be near.

And all fears one had of being alone with feelings sad,
Disappear.
Knowing it was faith, hope and trust...
That never left them abandoned.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Never Play With My Patience

When there has been a line drawn,
That ends my tolerance to accepting nonsense...
I believe childish and stunting to my consciousness,
It will be known.

I don't adapt to a continuous applying,
Of intentional foolishness too well.

When I've used up my benefits of doubt,
I'm not around and about researching for reason.
I give what I've been given and I'm gone!
That's it.

I never play with my patience or let that be allowed.
Nor do I stay to doctor any empathy felt with guilt.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tears To Tell

The time has come to watch you go watch you go
We weathered rough storms together
Couldnt conceive of the end
When I heard of your leavin
It came as a shock and surprise
Like the deepest kinds of love
Lost on the inside
Locked right on the inside
What is the greatest expression of love,
To let go and wish well
But all these finer feelings have left me with tears to tell
I couldnt be the one to hold you stop you go
It is like stripping the soul
Letting all the finest pieces go
You know these feelings between us
Could not be expressed
You will never know my old secrets
They are so deeply felt they are so deeply felt
What is the greatest expression of love
To let go and wish well
But all these finer feelings have left me
What is the greatest expression of love,
To let go and wish well
But all these finer feelings have left me with tears to tell
Leaving me with my anecdoted and private jokes
The memory of a friend
You dont seem to know my old secrets
They are so deeply felt they are so deeply felt
What is the greatest expression of love
To let go and wish well
But all these finer feelings have left me
What is the greatest expression of love
To let go and wish well
But all these finer feelings have left me with tears to tell
But all these finer feelings have left me with tears to tell

song performed by by Howard Jones
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Tim on the show does a lot of that posturing, of course, and feels sort of threatened by women. But even at that, you do see him cooking, and ultimately he's a good father because he spends a lot of time with the boys.

quote by Patricia Richardson
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These are the fifties, you know. The disgusting, posturing fifties.

quote by Hannah Arendt
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Fully Indebted To Creditors

Being labelled lazy,
Because one has not embraced the choice...
Of adapting to a materialistic way of life.
May have its benefits.

Since today those materialistic,
And fully indebted to creditors...
Can not use lazy as an excuse,
To free themselves of a tightening noose...
Being squeezed without a shown empathy,
By every overdue payment owed.

Being labelled lazy,
Because one has not embraced the choice...
Of adapting to a materialistic way of life.
May have its benefits.

The most obvious one...
Is observing those whose mouths are now closed,
As signs of foreclosure appears on once prized property...
They bragged about owning.

While those depicted lazy,
Still maintain their pride and dignity.
They never leased or mortgaged their sensibilities,
To prove their self worth to anyone.

And...
Feelings of embarrassement has ever occurred,
As a leisurely stroll through the nieghborhood...
Is now regarded as healthy and good exercise,
By those shocked and locked out...
Of their materialistic worlds.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Taking It to the Roof

It should be one's consideration,
Someone is there.
It should be one's consideration,
Someone there cares.

It should be one's consideration,
People are aware who dare...
To show someone there is caring.

Many are feeling more empathy.
Because people are sharing and aware.
Many are fed up with cruelties.
And showing they dare to care.

Taking it to the roof,
To...
Prove what people caring do,
To...
Remove their stubborn attitudes,
To...
Show they care with an empathy there.

It should be one's consideration,
Someone is there.
It should be one's consideration,
Someone there cares.

Taking it to the roof,
To...
Prove what people caring do,
To...
Remove their stubborn attitudes,
To...
Show they care with an empathy there.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Deeds Done They Do To Leave

Don't you believe people make mistakes?
And should be forgiven for those they make?

'Sure.
I've made quite a few myself.
And not one did I make,
Was an intention to undermine someone else,
Consciously.

Nor did I,
With a premeditation done...
Inflict sorrow on anyone.

Those are not 'mistakes'.
That is a remorse received for a thing done,
Now bringing feelings of guilt and grief.

Feelings of guilt that brings one grief,
Is a payback.
And those are divinely distributed.

Mistakes can be corrected.
Heartaches and 'breaks'...
Are way beyond my jurisdiction to mend.
They require much prayer and faith.
And that is what I have relied on to keep my head up,
To protect from those of destructive forces.

So those who choose to say,
They should be forgiven for making mistakes.
And expect a forgiveness done...
Are 'consciously' approving their own devious activities.
That is the way I see deeds done they do to leave.
With expectations to continue their deceptions.
After an appropriate forgiveness has been delivered.'
Those are not mistakes.
And there is quite a difference.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unhappiness

Unhappiness?
I refuse to accept it.
Or keep it as a gift,
Anyone insist I get and leaves.

I know what it is like,
To unwrap my burdens on another.
And I've grown up since then,
To understand my problems...
Are up to me to end!

Unhappiness?
With a sulking deeply felt.
Aided by a brooding,
And a worthlessness of self.
That is spiced with anger,
To put the blame on someone else!
Only prolongs the agony.
Especially when those near it...
Can't bear any longer to hear it!
Fearing a joy they may choose to have,
Makes someone who is unhappy...
Determined to destroy good feelings.
Until everyone around them is as equally sad!

And doing it,
If they have to use megaphones.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Years 1

For years I let the torment go on
Years I let you get in my head
Years I had to cry myself to sleep
your out now and last night
what you did to me replayed in my head again
I told myself i wasn't going to let it happen but it did
For years I have lived in scared quarters
For years I have looked for your face
For years I have never felt safe
For years I have remembered

poem by Marissa Ford
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Make it sure

Why is it so to end it in failure?
Why no one can make it sure?
Why it should hinge only on hope?
The show can either be success or flop

It is always hoped against hope
It is considered as tough walking on rope
Hope only keeps us alive
We must nicely learn how to live

It is always better to try hard and forget
The priority must be decided and set
It is not in your hand to predict the success
Yet you are prepared to accept it and face

Life is meant to learn lesson
It has multi dimension with reasons
It depends upon and varies from person to person
That can not be dealt as do the seasons

You will have to remain firm with your commitment
The efforts must be directed towards good movement
It may yield desirable result in due course
Your invaluable contribution is taken into consideration of course

God has given us clear instinct
We have definite choice to act
It is like catching bull by horns
No alternate even if cautioned or warned

It is do or die struggle
Life is proving as mysterious and puzzle
Not all may witness the shining success
Even if they are lucky to have enough access

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Llama

Many years after the overthrow of Wilson, a rebel soldier crouching
high on a hilltop above the war torn forests of Gamehendge spots a
group of loyalists approaching from their lakeside encampment below.
His trusty llama stands beside him, loaded down with a canvas pack
that holds two large bazooka type guns to the animal's sides. Near the
man sits a cache of blastoplast, each capable of destroying the entire
hillside in an instant...]
Sunrise over the turquoise mountains
Messenger birds in sight
They came up through the valley
Both sides at a time
Through the cold steady rain
Raid!
I bend down
Poke a double decker on a llama
Taboot
Llama, Taboot Taboot
Trigger a blastoplast, ramshackle laker recedes
I start to run
It was the loudest thing I'd ever heard
And I knew my time had come
To enter the delta
Leave it on press [2x]
Depress, Depress
Llama, Taboot Taboot
Leave it on press
Depress, Depress
Llama, Taboot Taboot
Llama, Taboot Taboot
Llama, Taboot Taboot
Taboot Taboot
Taboot Taboot
Taboot

song performed by by Phish
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