Same Weapons Used
What they have done...
Is given them ammunition,
To destroy themselves.
And others of like mind...
Who are equally ignorant,
Thoughtless and choose to be dumb.
This strategy has been in place,
Since it was discovered...
The ease of manipulation.
And how that creates self hate.
Done with deceit and undercover...
Without a trace.
Now those same weapons used,
Are turned against them.
Those outdated ways of 'winning'...
Has exposed evidence kept in denial.
And a foul odor left by a decadence...
Is slowly about to smolder,
And do them in!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Man destroys, Nature salvages
How Nature creates life thats dear with ease?
How Nature sifts, selects, protects the best?
Yet, man creates, sometimes with new disease;
In ways, unheard of, costly, but with zest.
Yet, man destroys the human lives with ease;
And Nature too gets maimed beyond salvage;
Destruction too is done for mega fees;
Thus, Man lives in an earth, he turned his cage!
Who gave man rights to destroy his own race?
Who gave him this freedom to procreate?
And man has given earth a bizzare face;
Most sufferings, man-made will ne'er abate.
When will man know that life is good, precious?
When will man learn his ways are bad, vicious?
poem by John Celes
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Don't Do 'We'. Do 'YOU
OKAY!
Your point has been made.
You can destroy yourself with ease.
However...
In the doing so,
Must you make others around you to feel...
Equally miserable about themselves as well?
If you want to bring anything to an end,
End 'your' contract.
Don't decide you want to play God and end mine.
Or anyone on the street you find,
That doesn't meet your standards and mental limitations.
OKAY!
Your point has been made.
You can destroy yourself with ease.
However...
In the doing so,
Must you make others around you to feel...
Equally miserable about themselves as well?
Represent 'your' interests and leave mine alone.
Every time you say 'we',
Bring some clarity to that!
Take your time to name names.
On your agenda...
My name you will not find.
Leave my behind out of your nonsense.
If you have exhausted 'your' resources...
That's on you.
But 'we' did not get 'you' in this dilemma.
You and your 'ilk' slickly did that to yourselves.
Emptying your cupboards to collect dust on your shelves...
Had nothing to do with me.
Remember...
I wasn't invited to 'your' feast to greed.
OKAY!
Your point has been made.
You can destroy yourself with ease.
The obviousness of that has been seen.
However...
In the doing so,
Must you make others around you to feel...
Equally miserable about themselves as well?
When you set out to destroy yourself...
Don't do 'we'.
Do 'YOU'.
You've done enough to 'us' already.
You did 'your' feast.
Now do your own famine.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Two states
There are two states
One love
One hate
Two ways to go
At the fork in the road
Some choose left
Some choose right
And some sit up and think about it all through the night
And some walk straight through
Unplanned in what they 'ought to do'
And when you are young you can run down the street
But when you are old you have two left feet
There are two ways to go
One pace is fast, the other slow
Two ways to be
One stands in chains
While the other walks free
And there are two states of the heart
One love
One hate
So why do we hate the things we love?
And love the things we hate?
Is it because we're born into a 'divided state'
We hate the ones we love?
And love the ones we hate?
Too blind to see
Standing here in chains
When we were all born to be free.
poem by Yvette Smith
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People Who are Ignorant
People who are ignorant,
Have invested valuable time...
And money spent.
To prove their foolishness and ways,
Makes a difference.
Although these folks within their minds,
Have an absence of common sense.
And, are noticeably self destructive and crazed.
People who are ignorant,
Spend every dime spent...
Revealing their incompetence.
And taking direction from those who are right,
Is something they've never done.
Since deceit and decadence has been their main appetite.
People who are ignorant,
Believe an ability to thieve makes them great.
They believe their disasters started,
Shows their expertise and them being able to create.
But people who are ignorant,
Like these folks show they are and can be?
May seek an empathy from others for their stupidity.
But sincerity shown these empty headed 'entities'...
Is a waste of time.
Unless one wishes a suffering done endlessly.
However...
People who are ignorant,
Have been convinced their way of life...
Is one pursued by those who are jealous.
And are threaten because they are envied!
And standards they value,
Reflects upon them in a 'special' light.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Hate Myself
I hate myself for being so rude
I hate myself for watching them nude
I hate myself for crying alone in the dark
I hate myself that i did not made any one to notice my bark
I hate myself for my frantic work
I hate myself for being called defected, outdated, and jerk
I hate myself for distracting the attention
I hate myself for always getting detention
I hate myself for not smiling in my life ever
I hate myself for being so dumb and useless forever.
I hate myself for the manner-less things that I've done
I hate myself because I'm loved by none
I hate myself for losing myself in reading mysteries
I hate myself for not having my name in the book of histories
I hate myself for always over thinking on everything
I hate myself for refraining my thinking
I hate myself for living life stridently
I hate myself for living only in my nightmares particularly
I hate myself for the nobbling
I hate myself for my killing
I hate myself for all the pain that I've caused you mom
I hate myself as your 'son' was the poi-son of the home
I hate myself for everything
I hate myself as I let the stressful wail to sing.
poem by Chitresh Jhawar
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On a Scale No One Can Fathom
To produce a pitifulness.
Condone it.
For reasons to flourish an advantage.
Market its wastefulness!
And then confine by addicting decadence?
Does not sit well with Mother Nature.
Nor with that which allows our habitation.
And to prove just how trivial these 'justifications'?
One would have to be asleep not to notice.
Or overdosed on Prozac!
We who leech upon its goodness and grace.
Breathing its atmosphere.
And feeding off its 'veins' we take for granted!
This living Earth,
Has chosen these times to introduce to all...
Drastic changes!
To enforce a much higher appreciation
From those who believe,
Manipulation in 'any' form whatsoever...
Will continue to be tolerated.
All that we have taken for selfish indulgences.
From IT...
Has a mind of its own and is using it...
For all to witness!
As it selects and picks,
Those of a mindless consciousness.
On a scale no one can fathom!
And in ways no thoughtless human can deter!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Manipulation Got You Tripping
Lead me on then, tell me whatever you want me to know, yeah just tell it to me, I'll will absorb it, I'm so dumb I will remember it
Manipulation got you tripping
Oh for real, we going to do that and that and go here and there and be together forever
Manipulation got you tripping
Did all this and that, thought I was doing all the right things to make things straight for us Manipulation got you tripping
Dang for real, oh yeah, all this time this was only gonna lead to this and me feeling sick Manipulation got you tripping
Oh that was cold, got me here while you over there talking to him
Manipulation got you tripping
Alright, it is what it is then, I guess I ain't wanted here no more
Manipulation got you tripping Well yo gat damn, time to be the Nupe I am and wake up my fans
Manipulation got you slipping, cause now I'm dipping
poem by Coker George
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Many Will Come to Know The Effectiveness
Many are realizing,
At their tremendous mental
And,
Physical expense
Realities maintained,
On the telling of lies
Becomes a weakened defense,
Against the power of truth.
Denials raised to stay committed,
To defy what is presented
Once truth begins to combat deceit.
Creates a massive turnaround of events,
The telling of lies can not defeat.
Many are realizing,
At their tremendous mental
And,
Physical expense
Realities maintained,
On the telling of lies
Becomes a weakened defense,
Against the power of truth.
And the evidence of that,
Does not need
A group of experienced archaeologists feeding,
Findings discovered.
In ancient dusted fields.
What is as it is observed,
No longer can deceit conceal.
There 'is' most definitely a reality.
One we all will come to touch, see and feel
As 'thee' truth upon us revealed,
Is unmistaken for its authenticity.
Choose to like it, ignore it or leave it alone.
Many will come to know the effectiveness of it.
And masquerading truth is not condoned.
'How did you know 'that'?
I was private and discreet.'
Truth is not like deceit to be hidden.
And those unaware of that,
Find themselves victims of their own entrapment.
'Where did you study this? '
You are pitiful.
You didn't know that did you?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Time, Mother Nature And Patience
If it was possible for many,
To turn back the clock...
It would be returned to that time,
They found within themselves...
A choice to choose with ease,
That taste to discredit someone's deeds.
And decide then to say nothing at all,
Instead of create an atmosphere of deceit.
But that opportunity for them is not meant to be.
Since time has a way,
To reveal the truth for what it is.
And for those not living it,
As they now hoped they did...
Would not find themselves,
Not only exposed without credibility.
But also without places they can run and hide.
After denying any involvement,
In the implementation of their wicked ways.
Time, Mother Nature and Patience...
Seem to have been closer in their association,
Than many were led to believe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dead Man’s Gun
I don't like the dead man's gun
Because
Today I found it on my bed in heaven
And
It was not me who left it there Lord
Because I don’t own a gun
And I hate guns
Because
They are very dangerous
And nobody has the right to take their life away
If they are in good mental condition
We leave it up to you Lord
But to my surprise
Just before I went to bed for the night
I discovered
They had removed the body of a young man
Who had killed himself with the gun
In my bed
I didn’t know this young man
But I am not happy that he laid on my bed in heaven
Because in my bed are all the blood stains
And that bed is the evidence to this case
And the police took it away with them together with the body
Of the young man
And what now?
Where am I going to sleep tonight?
Please don’t forget that I have no bed in heaven
Right now
Why do people destroy themselves in heaven?
Shouldn’t heaven be a beautiful place?
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Put Down Your Weapons!
Put down your weapons...
And the ammunition fed,
To spread your hatred!
On whose souls do you believe,
Are crushed to bleed as you succeed...
In what?
To do what for who and why?
The selling of an advance life...
To live in a living hell to dwell?
To raise more of it as you see fit?
Put down your weapons.
What peace is received by depleting the Earth?
With a mental disease perceiving a self worth.
What is it you think is being achieved?
In an atmosphere of religious differences...
With falsities conceived
To reveal racist contempt!
From misconceived interpretations meant,
To explore your won destruction?
To allow a rise to the top to breathe,
Hollow victories...
That leaves a quality of life left to bleed.
To say there has been 'something' conquered.
Put down your weapons!
Confess your digressions.
Put down your weapons!
At let God restore your mind...
To a peace you say you fight to find.
Put down your weapons.
Or all life once known,
Will be left behind to rot to dust...
From which the Earth it came!
Before your selfishness grew to be shown!
To display your degradations?
Last chance!
PUT
DOWN
YOUR
WEAPONS
Put them down!
And learn from past lessons.
They are all around.
With everyone trying to prove themselves,
The greatest of fools!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Undercover
Oh, sweet darling, kick your shoes off,
Let your hair down, get in bed;
Come and lie down here beside me,
Chase the demons from my head.
Oh this day had been a devil,
Come here angel make it right,
Undercover heavens waitin,
Will you take me there tonight?
Undercover angels hover,
As we fell in love in bed,
Undercover words are uttered,
Even though its never said,
Undercover I would rather,
Be with you than anywhere,
We are undercover lovers,
And I run to meet you there.
Private eyes and private moments,
Private words and flying sparks,
Sharing fantasies and secrets,
Fiery kisses and racing hearts,
Its a sacred place we go to,
Magical and sexy too,
And when we go undercover,
There is only me and you.
Undercover we discover,
Theres another world inside,
Besides this crazy world we live in,
We can leave it all outside,
Oh, undercover.
Come here darling let me hold you,
Jump in here beside of me,
When the world is blown to pieces,
You can always come to me,
Let me touch you, let me kiss you;
You dont have to say a word,
What you tell me with your body,
Beats all Ive ever heard.
Undercover angels hover,
As we cuddle up in bed,
Undercover run to other,
Even though its never said,
Undercover I would rather,
Be with you than anywhere,
We are undercover lovers,
And I run to meet you there.
Come and lay down by my side,
Undercover heavens waitin,
And were going there,
Going there, going there right now...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Seen Without Weapons
Awaken with love in your heart.
And a willingness to show it.
Those who choose to arm with armor...
Aren't as strong as the tree that is witnessed.
Or the Sun that shines bright.
When seen without weapons to defend.
.
Even the laughter of children,
Can melt a frigid shoulder!
And as I grow older...
I see the power of love maintained.
With a strength that remains,
To heal all wounds
When the fields supporting battle...
Have been deserted!
Doomed by undeserved fear.
And realized...
From eyes that have ceased,
A search for conflict!
Landscapes left in destruction...
Leaving evidence of hate,
Provide no comfort!
Nor peace of mind that stays!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Left No Evidence
Out of time and no one noticed
Rubbing up a different way
Out of step but still in focus things to say
Kicking out the social pressure
Holding on to what you feel
Being you was never easy
Sliding off the the ferris wheel
Small was beautiful to you
Things are on a micro scale
Turned your back on power and glory
Yours was such a personal tale
Dancing to a different step now
Choose youre beats along the way
Nothing arrives at youre house packaged
No glittery wrap to throw away
Cutting different shapes and sizes
Bringing tomorrow into today
No one noticed you as you snuck in the sideline and talked in a quiet way
No bullshit no theatrics no pretence and left no evidence
You left no evidence
You left no evidence
song performed by by Howard Jones
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Ease On Down The Road (feat. Diana Ross)
Written and Composed by Charlie Smalls.
Come on and-
Ease on down
Ease on down the road
Dont you carry nothin
That might be a load
Come on
Ease on down...ease on down the road
Pick your left foot up
When the right ones down
Come on legs, keep movin
Dont be lose no ground
Just you keep on keepin
On the road that you choose
Dont you give up walkin
Cause you gave up shoes
Ease on down, ease on down the road -- come on
Ease on down, ease on down the road
Dont you carry nothin
That might be a load
Come on
Ease on down, ease on down-
Ease... on... down, ease.. on down-
Ease on down, ease on down the road
Cause there may be times
When you think lost your mind--
And the steps you're walkin
Might be long sometime
But just keep on steppin
And you'll be just fine
Ease on down, ease on down the road-
Ease on down, ease on down the road-
Dont you carry nothin
That might be a load
Come on, ease on down
Ease on down the road
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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Acting As If Having An Intelligence
It took me awhile,
To understand those...
Who saw life in denial.
But as I thought about them...
And being mentally conditioned myself,
To accept limitations...
With an acting as if having an intelligence,
Would actually offend others?
I completely understand now,
Why so many accept staying ignorant.
Trying to impress with a thought process offends.
You see...
This is what I've come to understand,
Life becomes less challenging...
When those 'known' to be ignorant,
Are not held accountable for their actions.
And those who are labelled 'intelligent'...
Are expected to be responsible AND accountable,
For 'everything' those who choose to see life in denial...
With the doing of the most 'stupidest' things to be excused.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whistle Blower
My name is immaterial.
I must remain anonymous.
I'm publishing material.
That's guaranteed to cause a fuss.
Revealing things I'm privy to.
The powers that be try to conceal.
The would much rather no one knew
The way they choose to wheel and deal.
Corrupt officials on the make.
Accepting bribes to influence
Some decisions which they make.
So they grow rich at our expense.
I can supply the evidence.
To prove that what I say is true.
This is no time for reticence.
I do as my conscience bids me to.
I do not trust the powers that be.
Should they discover my intent.
I'm sure that they will silence me.
And make it seem by accident..
I've duplicated documents
all neatly filed and cross referred.
In packages which will be sent.
To the main news editors.
They dare not risk discovery.
To face exposure and disgrace
So they will try to silence me.
I'll disappear without a trace
If I die unexpectedly
A trusted friend will send them out
I will deny them victory.
The press will print without a doubt.
I have been silent far too long.
My conscience will not let me rest.
I can no longer go along.
I have to do as I think best.
Though they succeed in killing me.
The evidence will prove their guilt.
I will destroy posthumously.
The thieving systems they have built.
They cannot win I cannot lose.
My life's of little consequence.
This is the strategy I choose.
To demonstrate my penitence.
I have no choice but make a stand.
Against corruption which I see.
I did not fully understand.
That I was guilty partially.
I should have spoken out before.
But I chose to procrastinate.
Afraid of my superior
And how he might retaliate.
I have informed the auditor.
Provided him with evidence.
Which I am sure he won't ignore.
Although it proves my negligence.
I'm sure that he'll investigate
My allegations thoroughly.
There's nothing I can do but wait.
The truth will out eventually.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Sinking From the Weight
Sinking from the weight of,
Denial.
We put on trial,
People we choose to deceive.
And...
Sinking from the weight of,
Denial.
We put on trial,
People we choose to deceive.
Is it an offense or a needless crime,
To defy fighting against...
Your own kind?
With selected ones chosen,
To occupy our minds.
For purposes to protect.
Their interests kept.
Even though we who are selected...
To do these deeds,
By those in sheltered discreet...
We remain despised,
By those who disrespect.
And fed from birth,
To know when to cheat...
Spy, lie and use alibis.
Is it an offense,
To not follow rules...
That make no sense.
As we must listen to 'authorities'
Who attempt to convince.
If a certain status given,
Is that of a minority....
Concerns of the majority,
Is a worthless expense.
And given less attention.
Is any seriousness mention.
Since no rights have been given,
A worthiness to drive 'unimportant' lives.
You may ride as a passenger...
But not permitted,
To make decisions from front seats.
And to speak,
Only when spoken to!
With a preferred silence.
To make what is done...
Even sweeter to complete.
Sinking from the weight of,
Denial.
We put on trial,
People we choose to deceive.
And...
Sinking from the weight of,
Denial.
We put on trial,
People we choose to deceive.
Is it an offense or a needless crime.
To defy fighting against,
Your own kind?
Or abandon ship,
Sinking from the weight...
Of evidence there is ignorance.
Sinking from the weight of,
Denial.
We put on trial,
People we choose to deceive.
And...
Sinking from the weight of,
Denial.
We put on trial,
People we choose to deceive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blind Neo-Nazi Nationalism: Hitler’s New World Order
Boundary; blindness, hate, fear. Nationalism.
Arsenal; clubs, whips, violent tension.
Threat. Is trigger stimulant mind controlled.
Cry Freedom Now. Bullet lacks morals.
Sane silence more oppressive than organized outcry.
Hate breeds hate epidemically.
Hate for all things all life.
A soul in chains sieves conspiracy.
Feels all things conspire against self.
Destroy Destroy All Forever.
From face of earth. Strike Strike
All Everything Down. Every Last
Man Woman Child. Animal Bug.
Destroy every City every Tower
every Dwelling. Break every Stone
standing on another. Destroy Destroy
Still. Still it is not Enough. Destroy.
Ruins surround and confront.
Glaring accusations athirst sight.
Charred ruins like convulsed minds.
Victims suffer slaughtered over centuries.
Impaled linger transfixed. Slowly agonizingly die.
An extract from the poem ‘Stone Cross’.85? 87?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Hate You, I Hate That...
I hate you
I hate that you left me stand stupid for so long
I hate that you thought I could or would take it.
I hate you
I hate that you let me go
I hate that you left me standing alone.
I hate you
I hate that you couldn't prove me wrong
I hate that I was right.
I hate you
I hate that I met you
I hate that I opened my heart
I hate that it was to you
I hate that I love you
I hate you
I hate that I lost my clear mind
I hate that I lost my direction
I hate that I lost it because of you
I hate you
I hate that I hate you
It wasn't suppose to be like this.
I hate you.
poem by Elizabeth Shadows
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