Remove It From Your Mind
Does the shallowness,
Of one with a fickled soul show...
If it is announced to another,
How much a missing of one's presence is...
After many years has come to go,
Without a sign of contact.
Or...
Should the one who has been contacted,
Not be suspicious of this act at all.
If the one proclaiming to have done the missing...
Responds to an email sent 'eleven' years ago,
And did not express this in a telephone call.
'Well,
My opinion is this...
That person isn't too high,
On a priority list.
And a confession made,
After that length of time has come to go away...
I wouldn't be suspicious.
I would remove it from my mind to dismiss this quick.'
Hypothetically speaking?
'Hypothetically speaking or not.
People like that are into themselves.
People like that are thoughtless and should be dropped.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hypothetically Speaking
How can experiences lived,
Be shared positively.
In conversations,
That are openly expressed...
As being constructive.
And direct and honest,
As a one on one can be.
A restless figeting begins.
When the listener is young...
And filled with deluded apprehensions,
Mentioned.
And an impatience that sits,
Begins to reveal less tolerance with this.
How can any experience lived,
In certain circumstances...
Cause one's mind to drift,
With a secret wish...
To leave not a single fingerprint?
When applying methods of strangulation,
~Are you listening to me?
No one cares or listens to me.~
*Oh I'm listening to you, darling.
With unequivocal intent! *
Or...
Should one consider,
Being convicted of premeditated murder?
Hypothetically speaking,
Of course.
'Wouldn't it be cheaper,
Just to seek a divorce?
Instead of repeatedly beating a dead horse? '
What if it's a son,
Or a thick headed daughter?
'What if it's a sentence,
Of twenty years or more...
For perpetrating manslaughter? '
What if it's a one way trip to the Bahamas?
To never again feel guilt.
Or be visited by remorse.
'You said 'hypothetically speaking' this is? '
Huh?
Oh...
Yes!
Of course.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Spiraling Cliff
mmm
The subject matter and the topic,
You have chosen to discuss
Is most interesting.
You hint,
That a boat floating
Once with an incompetent commander,
Unaware of it floating towards the edge
Of a waterfall cascading at unquestionable speed.
And had been warned of this danger
Should 'not' be the one found at fault.
Because the waterfall at the time of his leadership
Was not as close as it is today?
And the new commander recently taking helm
Who dares to turn the ship away,
From this spiraling cliff
With reason to believe all aboard,
Face eminent and devastating danger?
Because he represents a vision
That has not been collectively decided,
By those wishing to continue sailing
With scheduled social events to attend?
And
Everyone aboard,
Now hears the thunderous roar of this waterfall?
But pretend the evidence of it does not exist?
I'd like to make this suggestion strongly recommended.
And this is hypothetically speaking,
Of course.
'Of course.'
If everyone 'now' hears,
The thunderous roar of this waterfall...
Wouldn't it be to the best of everyone's interest,
IF they paid attention?
And gave the new commander their support?
'In response to your hypothetical suggested recommendation,
To my 'hypothetical' inquisitive mention of this
Of course.
Giving the new commander that much authority,
Would reveal delusions all aboard 'this' ship
I mean 'the' ship,
Wish to keep to themselves without the embarrassment,
Of admitting
They have standards and values,
They would rather keep to impress others who 'may'
Look upon them with less respect!
And,
They would rather try to convince others,
The new commander has weaknesses
Than to confess an apparent ignorance exposed.
And their severe incompetence to address,
Is a confession.
WHO and WHAT are they trying to protect?
'An 'image' of greatness!
Hypothetically speaking,
Of course.'
Sure.
And hypothetically speaking
Where would the lifejackets be stored,
Aboard 'that' fated ship?
'I have no idea.
I am going back to the upper deck,
To attend tonight's activities.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Patient
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.
I had placed people,
Who I considered friends on this list.
And for years they had been on it...
Doing and saying things to me as they wished.
Some don't speak to me.
But my name is on their lips.
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That should not on my list exist!
Very few on my priority list,
Have me on their agenda.
And if they do,
I'm sure it's for fun, sport and gossip.
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
I couldn't not explain...
Why some names had hearts near them.
Did I do that?
Did I draw them in?
I use to dropp every and anything,
To be at someone's aide.
Some people I would call everyday...
Just to see if they were okay.
I've even allowed my own work to be submitted...
So folks could get their college degrees.
Joking about this,
I am not!
I have been the subject of innuendos and lies,
As if my life meant nothing at all.
To leave me to walk around with 'my' pain disguised.
Then I awakened and realized.
I am considered a fool!
Today...
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.
And wondered to myself 'WHY'...
Is this stuff still 'there'.
Get rid of it!
This makes no sense.
Why do you have these people's lives,
Prioritized?
'That is being too patient!
Fix this and get this done quick! '
I have moments when I am completely rational.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Which One Has Tolerated The Other The Most
If anyone has stated to another,
How close they've been to someone else...
For more than over fourty years?
And with an interest has expressed it,
I would be suspicious if...
That person had never step inside,
The home where that person lives.
Met the parents or visited the city or state...
Or investigated with imagination those experiences,
That has made that person someone claimed to appreciate.
I would be highly suspicious just how close that association is!
And which one has tolerated the other the most.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Suspicion Is Contageous
Scene 1.
When I feel warm in the middle of the night,
I suspect that electricity is cut off as usual
When I bite a pebble while eating rice,
I suspect that it is adulterated as usual.
When I am denied a seat to the university,
I suspect that I am less eligible than others, as usual.
When I am left to fend on my own with family and friend's support,
I suspect that my country is as useless as I, as usual.
Scene 2.
When I come out with my sling bag and laptop,
I am suspicious of everyone who looks at me.
When I walk to the tube and sit there comfortably,
I close my eyes tightly to avoid the suspicious eyes.
When I enter the workplace and talk to my colleagues,
who are as suspicious as I, exchange the suspicious greetings.
Wherever I go, I see the people who are suspicious of others,
cameras to catch the suspicious looking characters,
unattended bags are removed within half an hour,
for the fear of suspicious people planting bombs,
in some other places literally no rubbish bins,
and I am allowed to throw wherever I like,
and people are watching me always as a suspect,
and that makes me to be suspicious of them too.
When I come out with my sling bag,
I am suspicious of everyone who looka at me.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Suspicious Signs
Say whats that thing
On your back
Well I guess its a hair
And the hair is black
I got you on the phone
You said youre all alone
I heard these boots on the floor
And I beg you baby please no more
Suspicious signs
What do I see
Suspicious signs
Suspicious signs
Now everythings so strange
Not how it used to be
I call you up at three
And you say you cant talk to me
Say whats it all about
Why do you talk that loud
I hear your fingertips
Playing with italian hips
Suspicious signs
What do I see
Suspicious signs
Suspicious signs
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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Suspicious Look In Your Eyes
(clarke / hicks / nash)
Youve got that suspicious look in your eyes
Youve got that suspicious look in your eyes
Somehow at times I read your mind
You just float in a cloud above me
Youve no control of what you say
And no faith in the things that I do
If I question you
Its not because Im prying
I give you my best
So why dont you start trying
We used to act and think alike
No regrets after things that wed done
Youre changing all your thoughts of me
Youve no right to put me down this way
I believe in you
So it seems worth trying
You sound so sincere
But when I look at you
Youve got that suspicious look in your eyes
Youve got that suspicious look in your eyes
Break
At times I think it seems so clear
But your eyes plague my mind, its no use
They pierce, they glare, they seem to stare
If they spoke what a story theyd tell
I believe in you
So it seems worth trying
You sound so sincere
But when I look at you
Youve got that suspicious look in your eyes
Youve got that suspicious look in your eyes
Youve got that suspicious look in your eyes
Youve got that suspicious look in your eyes
song performed by by Hollies
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Missed You
Every time I close my eyes,
I'm taken back to where we were,
Through the pain and loneliness,
I think of how much I Love You
Life in Paris is fast-paced,
It can swallow you up before you know it,
Life with her was beautiful,
But now only memories will show it.
I'm missing you Lish,
Missing the hot tubs,
Missing the curdles,
I'm missing you Candy
Missing the back rubs,
Missing the best
...friend a person will ever have,
...girl that a guy could ever Love.
poem by Daniel Aryee
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Remedy? See it, Read It And Delete
Why send a message,
With an expectation to receive a response.
If your 'email' box is full and blocked.
And when you confront people,
You ask of them...
Why has their communication stopped.
Why bother to have email at all?
If this instant way of keeping in touch,
Is quicker than making a telephone call.
Or if someone says,
'I answered your message...
Why haven't you responded? '
And that person says...
~Time has prevented me to do it.~
And this is the same person heard to say...
~No one ever tells me what's going on.
And if they did...
I haven't reviewed my email for weeks.~
Remedy?
See it, read it and delete!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Got Me Missing You
(l. stansfield/i. devaney)
Spoken:
Sometimes people make mistakes
They play the game, play hard to get
Then it all goes wrong and they end up being lonely
Im one of those people
Got me missing you
Youve got me missing you
At the time it seemed ok
Nothing too serious I said
Just two people having fun
Or so I thought
At the time I was playing it cool
I had it all under control
But then I broke the golden rule
I went and said youd never have me
But baby youve got me...
Chorus:
Missing you
Every day every night
Youve got me missing you
Without you this aint a life
Got me missing you
And baby try as I might
Just cant stop this pain inside
If I could do it all again
Id say the things I truly meant
cos now youre gone Ive gone insane
Funny how I always said youd never have me
But baby youve got me...
Chorus
I stay up late at night cos
Ive been sleeping light
Ive made a full-time job of going out of my mind
Cant see one good reason
I should live my life without you
Without you
Chorus
Fade
song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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I Know how You Feel
I find it quite amusing,
That those who do not know others...
Can tell anyone how the one unknown,
Spends their time...
In a doing to them unseen or shown.
I like that expression...'I know how you feel.'
Really?
Then you wouldn't mind if I took a sledgehammer,
And hit you over the head with it a few times?
And if you wait here for a second...
I will call around to see if I could rent a Mac Truck,
To knock you down to roll over at least twice.~
People have no clue what others go through.
Even those living together,
Will say they know nothing of what the others do.
And they may be brothers, fathers, mothers and sisters too.
People do not care about anyone else,
Unless it is to the best of their interest.
And those who do show and express a genuine interest...
They are not suspected to be human.
At least not to have suffered through the experience,
Of being one.
Only those that have laid down like a welcome mat,
To have crap and all kinds of dirt rubbed on their backs...
Can say they qualify to raise a high eyebrow.
Or express an opinion no one likes to hear.
And that's the point of view everyone should respect.
Not the one created by someone pretending to know,
What they don't.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thins and Slips Until It's Gone
With their values hanging on,
To a string that thins and dips.
With their values hanging on,
To a string that thins and slips.
It has been easy to dismiss,
What society is missing.
And when time comes to confront it...
No one wants to own their wrongs.
It has been easy to express,
An unhappiness is growing.
But no one wants their own to show,
Because they don't want this confessed.
With their values hanging on,
To a string that thins and dips.
People want to say that others are out of their minds.
And they choose not to see themselves reflecting the times.
People want to say that others have no self control.
With wishes to see themselves,
Strong, brave and bold.
With their values hanging on,
To a string that thins and slips.
It has been easy to dismiss,
What society is missing.
And when time comes to confront it...
No one wants to own their wrongs.
With their values hanging on,
To a string that thins and dips.
With their values hanging on,
To a string that thins and slipssss...
Until it's gone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Far More Satisfying
The moment expectations become,
More important than a relationship...
One is led to believe,
Is shared with someone...
And a lack of feeling,
Verifies something is missing...
And has gone.
Those expectations,
Become less important to fulfill...
Than talking on the telephone,
With an obscene caller.
And far more satisfying,
Each time those obscenities are placed.
'I'm busy right now.
But...
Is it possible you can call back,
At eight thirty?
I'm sure my mate and I will not be speaking,
At that time.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Long Has This Been Planned?
The guests are due to arrive,
By the end of the week.
Do you think we can,
Get the new furniture, remodel the house...
And have the landscaping done,
Before the caterers do the luncheon...
This Saturday afternoon.
'What caterers?
How long have you known about this?
And 'why' is this the first I've heard of it.'
Do NOT tell me you forgot to call the caters?
Do NOT tell me that!
'How long has this been planned?
You're right.
I didn't call anybody.'
Five years.
I've been planning this for five years.
And I don't want to hear one word about procrastination.
I told you about this six months ago.
And 'still' I see nothing that you've done accomplished.
'ME?
Well...
Why didn't you remind me?
As I understand it...
These are your friends.
And high school mates.'
I know you do not expect me to keep everything on my mind.
Now you want to accuse me of being neglectful and thoughtless.
'Well, I..uh...
Hey!
What can I say?
I understand?
But you've invited 'your' guests to spend their vacation with us.
For some reason I did not put that on 'my' priority list.?
Hurry up. Hurry up,
Make your point.
You are wasting valuable time.
'If you know it is going to snow.
And you've been given ample time to prepare for it.
Why is there a need to rush to get shovels,
AFTER the blizzard? '
And I guess that philosophy,
Is going to get the caterers here on time?
'You're special.'
Don't try to start nothing.
I aint got time for your foreplay right now.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Missing You
Ohhh
I had to put the photographs of you away
It hurts so much to see you smile at me
Since youve been away I feel an empty space
That will never be replaced wid memories
Ohhh
I cant believe that its over
But this sure is a shame
But luv was not enough to make you stay
So I had to say goodbye to yesterday
You went away
(chorus)
I tell myself that Im not missing you
(Im not missing you)
But my heart it jus wont listen (jus wont listen)
Even though I tell it to
I think about it all the time
Cant see to get you off my mind
And it jus wont seem to matter what I do
Cant stop missing you (missing you)
Im missing you
Never thought each breath was gonna hurt soo much
The heavy on my heart jus wont subside
The time we spent together was jus not enough
So I guess thats why I jus cant say goodbye..noo
Ohh
I cant believe that its over
That the ties have all been freed
Still Id give the world jus to have one more day
(one more day)
Jus a chance for me top hold u close and say
Please dont go away
(chorus)
I tell myself that Im not missing you
(Im not missing you)
But my heart it jus wont listen (wont listen)
Even though I tell it to
I think about it all the time (bout it all the time)
Cant see to get you off my mind
And it jus wont seem to matter what I do
Cant stop missing you
Time will heel my wings and let me fly
(far away)
Far above the rive that I cry,ohhh
High above the borrow that has kept me from the truth
Somewhere out there youve been missing me ike Ive seen missing you
(chorus)
song performed by by Imajin
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Missing Persons
Have you seen this face?
Does it ring a bell?
Does it strike a chord somewhere in your mind?
And theres a big reward,
If you help us solve this crime,
And if you recognize this face, dial 999.
Have you seen this face?
Dig deep in your mind.
Has anybody seen that little girl of mine?
She was always a rover,
But Im afraid to say shes strayed
Too far this time.
Now Im sitting at home, staring at the wall.
Waiting for the missing person to call.
Waiting for the message Im dreading to hear.
Waiting to confirm my darkest fears.
Shes a missing person, I wish I could see
All of the places she might be.
Maybe I stopped her from being free.
Maybe there was something missing in me.
Wherever she is, I hope shes doing fine,
But I wish that she would phone or drop us a line.
Till then Ive got nothing to ease my mind,
And Im thinking about her all the time.
song performed by by Kinks
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Bigger Than Elvis
Come, lets talk just you & me
For once just let me be.
The little boy you used to know.
Relive that summers bliss.
Cause they came no more like this.
Those were the days,
The days when love was still in style.
All I ever dreamed Id be
Is what you are to me.
Bigger than elvis.
And for all the missing years,
A memory reappears.
Bigger than elvis.
I saw you on tv.
The king, you were to me.
Could you feel me watching you?
At times my heart got mad,
Only heros are allowed
To run free, that they could come back inside of me.
All I ever dreamed Id be,
Is what you are to me.
Bigger than elvis.
And for all the missing years,
A memory reappears.
Bigger than elvis.
We know the sadness of goodbyes
Must be the one thats bringing tears to your childs eyes.
Oh, from now on Ill walk with you
Making music like you do.
Would you believe I always knew?
You were never hard to take
In some mysterious way
Bigger than elvis
And for all the missing years
Your memory reappears
Bigger than elvis.
Now Ive found the missing years,
Forgotten all my tears.
Ive found the missing years.
song performed by by Chicago
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It didn't matter what we did or where we did it as long as we were together. We knew we'd found what most people either pursue in years of futile search or dismiss as a fantasy at the outset: the missing half of ourselves. The real thing.
quote by John Perry Barlow
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Bernie Mac
(DEDICATED TO BERNIE MAC WHO DIED AUGUST 9,2008.)
He was a credit to people who are black.
The person who I'm speaking of was Bernie Mac.
He gave a great performance in Bad Santa and in his own show.
People were devastated when he died several weeks ago.
He was a man who loved to entertain.
When he died, his fans truly experienced pain.
August 9,2008 was a day that many people regret.
He may be dead but he's a man who nobody will forget.
His final performance was in Soul men.
It's sad that he'll never star in anything again.
This talented man had too many qualities for me to list.
He was very special and he will be sorely missed.
poem by Randy Johnson
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An Easy Dollar Nepotism Has Produced and Made
In the beginning,
Like all games played...
The motive is to undermine,
By an objective no one suspects.
The motive may be publicly announced,
To gain interest, funding and attention.
The objective is to discreetly deceive.
And if this is done with a few collectively...
An intention has succeeded and gains respect.
One can call an organization anything they wish.
With fanfare, music and drumming to assist.
Call it a collection of artists.
Since no one is left to become suspicious of this.
But an over-rated social agency...
To take advantage of one's ignorance,
Seems to have been for 'them'...
An easy dollar nepotism has produced and made.
'Those people know nothing about assembling talent.'
~That has never been their motive or objective.
They needed to find an easy way to feed themselves.
And declaring themselves knowledgeable of an industry,
Was all the proof they needed to bamboozle.
What have they done in the past fourty years?
Besides remodel kitchens and buy new cars.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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