Praying On Their Knees
The increase of self righteousness,
Shown by those deep in deceptive...
False claims and accusations made,
Is clearly on the surface now.
Hightening tensions amongst those of 'faith'.
But afraid they are.
Proving their faith to be fake!
And from this there is no escape that erases.
And for anyone choosing,
To remain smothered in denial...
With hopes that what is being exposed,
Is a trick to dispose of their fantasies...
Are closer than they realize,
To experiencing truth accompanied by realities.
Leaving the increase,
Of those of self righteous beliefs...
Deep in the thick of deceptive false claims.
And accusations made.
While those praying on their knees,
Hoping truth from them will vanish...
To forever go away and permanently leave,
Should prepare to be traumatized...
For the rest of their lives!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Increasingly Addicted
Cultural and self hate issues,
Will remain to stay...
For those unable to face them to correct.
With a choosing to view them not as foolish,
But choices made embedded forever to accept.
And people living where hate crimes exist,
Have been fed with beliefs what is done is moralistic.
With a hoping that a praying of truths away...
Will someday validate their animalistic ways.
Many are embarrassed by realities.
Believing themselves immuned...
From truth obvious and seen.
Too many have been taught truth demeans.
And many are rooted in concepts held,
That if a telling of a lie is kept long enough...
Their denials will rise to heights.
And facts that exist will vanish from their eyes.
Cultural and self hate issues,
Will remain to stay...
For those unable to face them to correct.
With a choosing to view them not as foolish...
But tools to use to abuse for amusement.
Labelling people evil who speak with truth,
To keep lives lived unchanged and deluded...
Only transfers those minds medicated on fantasies,
To become increasingly addicted...
Limited and mentally sick.
For all eventually wishing to awaken from this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who's Got My Back?
Run...hide
All that was sacred to us
Sacred to us
See the signs
The covenant has been broken
By mankind
Leaving us with no shoulder...with no shoulder
To rest our head on
To rest our head on
To rest our head on
Who's got my back now?
When all we have left is deceptive
So disconnected
So what is the truth now?
There's still time
All that has been devastated
Can be recreated
Realize
We pick up the broken pieces
Of our lives
Giving ourselves to each other...ourselves to each other
To rest our head on
To rest our head on
To rest our head on
Who's got my back now?
When all we have left is deceptive
So disconnected
So what is the truth now?
Tell me the truth now...Tell us the truth now
Who's got my back now?
When all we have left is deceptive
So disconnected
So what is the truth now?
song performed by by Creed from Weathered
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Demanding Your Love In Return
Comforted by Your comfort.
And a faith that keeps 'Us' connected.
I know my relationship with You is unique.
When I speak to You,
I demand Your attention.
To leave others alone with their beliefs!
Some say they pray for things to get.
Like ornaments to bring them happiness.
While others are taught to plead to You,
On their knees.
But Father You know,
I don't have to do that with You to please.
And I'm certainly not going to pretend,
I do not have a taste to indulge in temptation!
I'm curious about all of Your Creation.
And those who expose their evilness...
Hiding behind pretensions,
With claims they know what You want best.
Are clearly the ones confused!
If they were as righteous as they profess...
Why are so many religiously stressed?
Comforted by Your comfort.
And a faith that keeps 'Us' connected.
I know my relationship with You is unique.
When I speak to You,
I demand Your attention.
To leave others alone with their beliefs!
Hoping one day...
The truth about You,
Will open their eyes and amaze!
To find that You...
Are waiting for them to love You too!
Like I do.
Demanding Your love in return!
But then again...
I am aware of You always there.
And I can do that.
Knowing Your eyes...
Are always on me!
Whether or not I am on my knees,
To impress in pray.
You are with me everywhere!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Accepting To Protect False Beliefs
The telling of lies told and sold,
To deny in a hiding of one's insecurities...
Does not prevent,
An increasing mental instability...
As witnessed by those,
Not only experiencing buyer's remorse...
But shows the ones who have lied,
Responsible for much that has gone...
Misunderstood most of their lives,
While fighting against denials.
And today...
There is no way of escaping,
With a possibility on either side of truth...
To correct relationships destroyed to redo,
By accepting to protect false beliefs as done.
Or can fix to mend anyone's heart broken,
Of those victimized who have forgiven.
Since they will never be able to erase in time,
From their minds...
The effects of what has happened to them.
Accepting to protect,
False beliefs...
Doesn't shadow,
A truth that's known.
Accepting to protect,
False beliefs...
Doesn't shadow,
A truth that's known.
Accepting to protect,
False beliefs...
Doesn't shadow,
A truth that's known...
To keep those from being aware,
With a clearing of polluted air.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There To Visit And Released
A truth hidden and unknown,
Eventually exposed and shown...
To be what it is,
Whether at night or in broad daylight...
Is difficult to create escapes to make,
By those who had relied upon the giving of false faces.
Even their own shadows in dark places intimidates.
With no where they can go to be believed,
To expect a warm welcoming to be received.
Since once truth is seen for all that it is,
It becomes impossible to fake or substitute.
Ask anyone confined in the mind by their misdeeds.
And experiencing a fear to be left alone anywhere.
Especially if truth has been there to visit and released.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Familiar Stitch
There are people everyday,
Who make false claims.
Putting the blame for something done,
On someone else.
To then pretend their complete innocence.
A pattern develops.
And this is witnessed.
With false claims made to damage others...
Eventually admitted.
After a pattern sewn...
Shows a too familiar stitch!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hoping He Does Not Win
I am hoping he does not win.
He is much too good for them.
Let them continue to protest.
Stirring up division and racial unrest.
They've created their own unhappiness.
Why should he stick his neck out...
To help them rebuild their nests,
They have set,
Themselves...
To flames!
Alone.
And if he should win...
They would dump their crap on him.
Because that is what they do!
In everything done,
That they have ever pursued.
People who know this...
Know that is true.
Exchanging blame...
With accusations and false claims.
That is what they do best!
Let them clean up their own mess.
He has proven himself to be qualified.
But they should not be the ones,
On his back to ride!
They have created their own downslide...
Alone!
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Protesting In The Nonsense Called Denial
Like it to accept or not,
But those sharing deceits...
Are people of equal mentalities.
To gather together to make claims of being neglected.
And those looking for physical differences,
To live one step above the other...
Forget,
On which common soil...
There is a placing of similar footsteps.
With the going through the same process.
To gather together to make claims of being neglected.
And to make accusations they do,
That are seen to be reflected and familiar...
Only upsets the ones refusing to see themselves.
And those who refuse to see themselves,
Are all over the place...
Protesting in the nonsense called denial.
And...
To gather together to make claims of being neglected.
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Something Interseting Sestina #1
as long as you live, there is love
but in the recceses rise hate
all these words I draw with passion
with nothig to support me, except my faith
but to others my philosophy seems fake
so I go eat in a kitchen
build me a broken kitchen
that can be worsen by love
a kitchen that make all truth fake
one that is made whole with hate.
There I can vehemently laugh at those with faith,
there I have no time for passion
I have no time for you because you have no time for me dear passion
that's why you can't be a recipe in my kitchen
an the essence in my food is not threw faith
don't love
lie, loath, be livid, and hate
understand such rules with sincerity, don't be fake
yes I say that because the mind of the world is fake
no true passion
much mocked hate
but all is genuine and true in my kitchen
no false love
and lots of thrawted faith
tried faith
and to others this isn't fake
the situation is as real as love
and love as real as unforgiven passion
and both passion and love will destory my uncanny kitchen
which is established by raw hate
that word hate
miss understood by those that don't know the meaning of its faith
but all my creations thrives on it in my kitchen
and yes I will assure you no thing is fake
plus all creations are made without passon
and all creations in my kitchen are mained by love
So come in with hate, and finally take in all creation that's not fake
renew and change your faith, and here make lame all passion
in my kitchen, the place that no one love.
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Truth Will Provide An Undoing With Proof
One accused and abused by false allegations made...
Can not today walk away from them,
Without suspicion of admitting guilt.
Or believe from an evil one can leave unscathed.
And if one fights those accusing...
Who have defamed with a character assassination,
It is thought one seeks an attention to be given...
To protect an integrity one hopes doesn't fade.
What is the best thing that one should do?
Stand aside to witness what God does and proves,
To bring torment to those of evil minds...
With a doing that confines them to grief everytime.
What is the best thing that one should do?
Keep faith and remain on the side of truth.
With an acknowledgement one day,
Truth will provide an undoing with proof.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth
The truth about a truth is that
The truth can’t be concealed for long;
And when revealed, the truth appears
A bigger truth than what it was.
Truth is beautiful; splendid;
Truth is eternal; everlasting;
Truth is endearing to righteous hearts;
Truth is consoling, comforting;
Truth is perennial; evergreen;
Truth is God.
Truth is a virtue all yearn for;
Truth is global, heavenly;
Truth is uncompromising;
Truth is always encouraging;
Truth is desirable; exhilarating.
Truth is mankind’s ultimate search;
Truth is a great topic of research;
Truth is delighting; enchanting;
Truth is trust-worthy from
Beginning to the end.
No lies can hide a truth for long;
No lies can make a lie, a truth;
All lies will vanish leaving truth exposed,
As bright as ever any time.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-08-2010
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Divine faith.Immaculate faith
You know the one
He worked in the bad weather
And only Divine Faith.
Immaculate Faith. Kept him alive
Proving to his bosses that he was
above enslavement and suspicion and death
But at the critical time
He saw the gambling casino den
(Men's eyes are lit with the flame
of easy money straight away like that)
He lost his nerve
And money became his tin pot god
(The scriptures warn men against false
worship but no modern man of them can read)
He lost his faith and now
He's the ornament of the ghetto hoist by
the false petard of his diverse machinizations
There were those you were well connected
(Why don't you simmer down my brother? The strong
world loves you.You're in with the wrong crowd)
They based their flickering faith
on the glitter of the metal god called gold
Far and wide they went spreading the false
religion of diamonds and in the process they
Became the bards of the faith of money
And the further they ventured the more of
Their natural instincted wisdom they lost
In the sleaze they lost their love of humanity
Till one day they found the glittering gold!
And the greed of gold took their faith away!
And the rockfall ended their dreams flat!
To illustrate that the false belief in the things
of the world in a flash also come to pass away
At home she sits even now and where she watches
the action in the street suddenly there comes
The drug dealers in their swanky cars and they're
drag racing and this mama is a poor neighborhood
And the street double as playing grounds but
the Schumachers of the affluent suburbs don't care
How many slum kids they kill and as the car
is about to his this Miss Teen of tomorrow our
sister of the crippled waist down does flies
into the air Praying Mantis Style and away
She runs to safety with the child and she laughs
and laughs when she claims her right to walk
And proves that nothing in the world beats
Divine Faith.Immaculate. Divine. Faith
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So Afraid To Be Revealed
There are those so afraid to be revealed by the truth.
And so afraid they are to come out of hiding.
They have felt comforted by the lies they have spoken.
To keep their pains and resentments concealed.
Their misdeeds directed have come to affect their minds.
And the years of deceit now have come to surface.
In illnesses they try to numb.
With prescribed drugs to keep them hidden.
But eventually...
Truth shows what they have done!
There are those so afraid to be revealed by the truth.
And so afraid they are to come out of hiding.
They have felt comforted by the lies they have spoken.
To keep their pains and resentments concealed.
But their agonies...
Keep them from peacefully sleeping.
Their agonies keep them constantly weeping.
With no escape...
From the misdeeds they can not shake!
Or from them go away!
To live lives for them that have been totally fake!
And they may or may not know...
What they've done to others,
Those that were not aware of it...
See it cleary.
Because truth always shows,
What has not before been exposed.
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Like a Joy Ride That Leaves Them Tingling
Many have awakened,
To discover their realities sold.
Standards of life...
And that 'quality' emboldened,
In the false text of their history!
Fading with the theft of their economic,
Sensibilities.
That which kept them attached...
To lives of teased luxuries and greed.
Many have awakened,
To discover their realities sold.
With bank closures...
And their bonds unglued.
And just a few short months ago...
All preferred to continue hearing lies.
Than to accept truth...
That never confronted a deceit it could not beat!
And today truth stares them in the face!
Yet,
Some still are praying it goes away!
Like a joy ride that leaves them tingling...
As they discuss it while leaving an amusement park!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Facts of Life
It's to be understood.
Not discussed.
To do so will bring upon shame.
A certain digust,
Will lead to finger pointing and blame.
That's why when it is mentioned...
There is a rush to hush it!
There may be claims made,
To defame those proclaiming their righteousness.
And the status of those
Who have established themselves...
As household 'names'.
It is best to leave this gossiped.
Best to play the rumor game.
It is best to whisper this in ears.
To let it simmer first to ignite the heat!
Then pass unnoticed through the streets...
While observing those who did not know,
Engage in a flaming rage...
As their tempers flare and increase!
Leaving are those who chose to maintain their silence...
To live their lives with peace of mind.
And doing that in discreet.
Being uninvolved!
Finding to be concerned a waste of time.
As they have learned.
To keep their peace.
To live among those who react...
Without exploring the facts of life!
As known.
And not assumed to suspect.
Or allow it to be condoned!
This conditioning process observed...
Is left alone.
As they watch those select,
From offerings presented.
And rejecting the rest to go neglected.
Resenting,
Lessons one needs.
But choosing to refuse any test...
To broaden a limited consciousness.
And behind they are left and kept,
To protest in a collective ignorance digested.
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Updating Of An 'After-The-Fact' Status
An updating of an 'after-the-fact' status,
To make things that have happened in the past...
More current with a revisiting of emotions spent,
From them they can not escape to erase...
With hopes to live what is now being experienced.
To increase one's needed strength or mental agility.
OR confirms the presence,
Of a questioned competence decreasing in merit.
This kind of activity only validates,
The hopelessness many are made to feel...
About truths they today face.
And living amongst those who remain fixed in denial,
When confronted with a reality plainly observed.
While awaiting with faith and patience for explanations,
Since many are taught to seek help and guidance...
To rely on someone else to process their own thoughts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Creation That I Am Is Yours
I feel such a ray within me radiating.
Each time You and I are alone.
And I am comforted in the quietness of peace.
I feel so blessed and grateful,
To have this ease You have bestowed upon me!
Was it hours away in a yesterday gone...
I had questioned my faith,
With a false face I had put on.
But today I know I was all wrong.
You were there protecting me.
And those obstacles that challenged...
Were placed on my path,
So I would realize with You...
I am and can be strong!
I am the 'me' You have made me to be!
I feel so blessed and grateful,
Yes!
I feel such a ray within me radiating.
To this I confess.
To You I am grateful to this blessing,
That has gifted me with happiness.
I had questioned my faith,
With a false face I once had put on!
But I have since removed those disguises.
I want it known You alone own my soul!
And in my mind and heart...
What need do I have to feel forelorn?
I am Your warrior,
My Father.
By Your command...
My actions remain forever bold.
And under Your control...
I stand each day,
To become a better man.
As You alone understand,
This creation that I am...
Is Yours!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sweetened Medications
If being honest and the living of truth,
Was not considered offensive...
By those wishing to protect,
Their prefabricated lives with high-tech weapons...
There would be more people accepting,
Not only truth...
But the reality of their existence,
Without the need for sweetened medications.
Or other false addictions to sustain selfish habits...
To maintain self centered and self righteous beliefs.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Denial
You are my only daughter, I guess I made you twice
You look inside my other, hell give you bad advice
I will tell you Im ok, but deep inside Im afraid
I dont drink holy water, Im not a son of christ
I aint no black messiah, and I dont load my dice
You can tell me youre all right, but why you so afraid?
Youre in denial, you never will believe its you
Denial, you always hide behind the truth
Youll never believe it, you never believe its you
I dont think Im amazing. in fact Im quite insane
To live inside my bucket, with all my plastic chains
People tell me every time, I look at the wron all right
Youre in denial, you never will believe its you
Denial, you always hide behind the truth
Youll never believe it, you never believe its you
Youll never believe it, you never believe it
Secrets told you, dreamland holds you, secrets told you
You wouldnt believe it, you couldnt conceive it
Secrets told you...
You wanna receive it, you gotta believe its you
Youre on a trip already, Im tripping out alright
Ill get there slow and steady, just sit and hold on tight
Denial, you never will believe its you
Denial, you always hide behind the truth
Denial, you never will believe its you
Denial, you always hide behind the truth, yeah, yeah
Behind the truth, yeah, yeah
Its true, yeah, yeah
Behind the truth, yeah, yeah
Its you, yeah, yeah
Behind the truth, yeah, yeah
Its gonna be alright, just hold on thight
Its gonna be alright, just hold on thight
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True Truth Can Not Be Bartered
Have we been too wise,
In the closing of our eyes...
To walk away from situations,
As if those realities...
For us did not exist.
And today with too much reality,
Staring all of us in the face...
We wish to keep most of it edited.
For fear that truth for what it is,
And reluctantly accepted...
Has a way of blocking out deceit,
But welcomes denial to pamper as a pet.
Leaving those shadowed by conformity,
To realize true truth can not be bartered.
Or left to anger those putting away their tap shoes.
The ones no longer choosing to be fools,
For the sake of keeping stereotypical images active.
True truth can not be bartered.
Or be bothered by the pondering of it,
That come for some to sit to discuss benefits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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