Seen More In One Week
For someone who claims to enjoy his privacy,
He has been seen more in one week...
Than all of his elected time in office.
Eight deceiving years,
Of his frequent non-appearances.
Harboring his messages of darkness.
And how a new administration...
Is seeking to make a strengthened nation,
Appear not strong,
But decisively weak.
And like sheep they listen.
To such torture laden speeches.
With no explanation given...
How it was to come to pass,
Under his leadership allowed trashed.
A dictator like Darth Vader...
Was discovered hiding in a hole.
And the architect of terrorism,
Periodically released filmed videos!
Still free!
And probably producing a documentary!
With no mention of an economy...
That has created much suffering.
As if this agony to him has pleased!
And not one dime from his pocket...
Is thrown to the 'urbanites' crawling,
On their knees!
His looks could kill.
They are not of the empathetic kind.
Nor have they ever expressed goodwill!
'Take the camera off the smirk,
Of that jerk! '
But he has been a 'respected' Vice-President.
'And I am the magnificent Wizard of Oz.
Which over glorified deception do you prefer? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I think back a little bit when President Bush was elected President and what kind of economy he inherited from the Clinton administration. The economy was going down. It was not doing well.
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Elected (live)
I'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choice
I wanna be elected
I'm a yankee doodle dandy in a gold Rolls Royce
I wanna be elected
The kids need a savior, they don't want a fake
I wanna be elected
We're all gonna rock to the rules that I make
I wanna be elected
Elected
Elected
Respected
I wanna be selected
I never lied to you, I've always been cool
I wanna be elected
I have to get the votes, I told you about school
I wanna be elected
Elected
Elected
Hallelujah
I wanna be selected, come on
Ooh yeah
We're gonna rock this place, take the country by storm
I wanna be elected
You and me together, young and strong
I wanna be elected
Elected
Elected
Respected, selected, call collected
I wanna be elected, oh, oh, come on
This time
song performed by by Def Leppard
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A long time ago, in a country not so far away, I was eight years old, doing my best Darth Vader imitation.
quote by Hayden Christensen
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Seeking Something Deeper And Concrete
From the beginning,
You initiated a chase.
The day we met,
I expressed a fondness for you.
And you expressed to me,
Feelings...
I now relate,
As being falsely made.
When I believed the Sun would appear...
You quickly would cloud it to give me shade!
It has been years and time spent,
I have not been convinced...
You care for me at all.
Every now and then,
You might express an emotion.
But a connection to what you mention,
Seems to stall behind a wall.
And I am not an architect...
Wishing to play with loose bricks.
I'm into seeking something deeper...
And concrete with me that fits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Presidential Stand
the world economy has gotten out of hand
president OBAMA is the first to take a stand.
he told the republicans: i will do whatever
i have to do 'with or without you'.
we can not stand idlely by and see our nation die.
there will be controversy on what will
and what will not work. but if we do nothing
to help the economy.
'it will show we failed in our history'.
the president has problems galore
and different solutions he has in store.
he is doing what no president has done before.
by grabbing the bull by the reins
and riding it all the way.
will he fall or will he stay?
we must help him make the corral smaller
so that he does not fall to the ground.
then no solutions will be found.
our nation and all the world is watching him
and if we don't help, it's a crying sin.
what will it take for this nation to see
he's the first black president in our history.
it seems like he's fighting a losing battle
with very little support from his peers.
who are still living in fear.
the politicians think:
what if i help and it does'nt work?
i will be the political jerk. i will get so much slack
and there won't be any turning back.
but! if his plans do succeed, on his plans i can feed.
i can ride the waves to the top, and knowing that i will not flop.
the public always remembers the bad
and very rarely the good.
either way it will go into our history books.
of the stands that we took.
i would prefer to be remembered as the afterthought
briefly in their minds, rather than not at all.
because i did'nt have the gall
to stand up for something thats right
and help him to continue the fight.
so it is up to all of us, and 'in him we'll put our trust'.
no one person can do it all by themselves
and we know this very well.
for everything that he has fought
as politicians we should all give our support.
we must do whatever it takes
to help the country, before it's too late.
poem by Louis Rams
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If Ralph Nader runs, President Bush is going to be re-elected, and if Ralph Nader doesn't run, President Bush is going to be re-elected. We're going to run on the president's strong and principled leadership and his positive agenda for a second term.
quote by Ed Gillespie
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So
The other day on the fifth Anniversary of our invasion of Iraq our Vice President Chaney said so when he was told that 75% of us the American people believe that the war in Iraq is a mistake. So what if we never found weapons of mass destruction. So what if we never know whether Bin Laden is dead or alive. So what if Hussein is dead but nothing really has change. So what if we are now looked at as the terrorist in this so called war on terrorism. So what if we have sent more American to their death then the 9/11 attacks ever did. None of this matter at all says our Vice President. We must stay in Iraq until we win. But there is nothing to win. So!
Truman Teaches Romney Where The Buck Stops
On the desk of President Truman did sit a sign
famous defining standard of the man throughout
the land of the great United States of America!
Truman sitting at his desk in his White House
office had responsibility sign 'The Buck Stops Here'
because in Truman's administration the president
took responsibility for the welfare of all Americans!
No poker player hustler could be elected president
swindle 47% of the American people and say it is not
his responsibility as president to care for all citizens!
Mitt Romney passed the buck declaring all voters
who would not vote for him were not his responsibility...
in his vision for a Romney rummy federal government!
President Truman had a motto even for Monday morning
because as star quarterback for a nation when a decision
is up before you then by you the decision has to be made!
President Truman defined what 'The Buck Stops Here'
means in January 1953 in his farewell address to his then
responsibility the American people asserting specifically
'The President-whoever he is-has to decide. He can't
pass the buck to anybody. No one else can do the deciding
for him. That's his job.' Responsibility for all Americans!
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Elf Singing
An Elf sat on a twig,
He was not very big,
He sang a little song,
He did not think it wrong;
But he was on a Wizard's ground,
Who hated all sweet sound.
Elf, Elf,
Take care of yourself.
He's coming behind you,
To seize you and bind you
And stifle you song.
The Wizard! The Wizard!
He changes his shape
In crawling along--
An ugly old ape,
A poisonous lizard,
A spotted spider,
A wormy glider
The Wizard! The Wizard!
He's up on the bough
He'll bite through your gizzard,
He's close to you now!
The Elf went on with his song,
It grew more clear and strong;
It lifted him into air,
He floated singing away,
With rainbows in his hair;
While the Wizard-Worm from his creep
Mad a sudden leap,
Fell down into a hole,
And, are his magic word he could say,
Was eaten up by a Mole.
poem by William Allingham
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The calls that I have received from President Bush and Vice President Cheney, the fact that there are other people that are suffering every bit as much as I am, and that our whole nation is going through a tragedy together, I think we have to think about those things.
My Expertise Is In Politics
There was a promise you made.
With the giving to the people,
Of your word you would keep...
Our interests kept as your priority.
Everything you said would be concised and clear.
Free of frivolity...
And you'd make your policies precise and sincere.
Letting people who elected you,
First to have your ear.
However...
As soon as you were sworn into office,
You quickly disappeared.
Do you have an explanation for this.
Please,
By all means.
Your response is what we wish to hear.
'Sure!
And...
You are most deserving.
My fellow countrymen...
Men, women and children alike.
Well...
It is like this,
You asked if I had an explanation?
Explanations I do not make.
My expertise is in politics.
What more did you expect?
That I would be as honest as those...
You helped me in my campaign to eliminate,
Are you kidding?
I have a reputation to protect.
Clear the way for my entourage, please.
Thank you.
And...
Good luck! '
But...
We elected you.
'See my press secretary.
We'll ensure each and everyone of you,
Receives a signed 8 by 10 glossy.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Suffering Endured Has Ended
After many years,
A suffering endured has ended.
And you expect my empathetic participation,
With yours?
I don't think so!
I managed to jump through hoops,
To become cured.
And you complain when it rains.
Or from the sight of it,
Inside the comfort of your shelter.
My healing had occurred when fully exposed.
With challenges and obstacles still to overcome.
Only God once allowed can undo what has been done!
And that I discovered after having my own one on one.
In a reality I will describe,
As not being scipted...
For my enjoyment nor for my fun.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Anguish Looks More Like a Smirk
'Sir...
You have made the people angry.'
How?
And why are they angry?
'Well...
It seems as though,
They want you to notice they've ignored you.
And you are acting as if you could care less.'
I don't!
And I'm caring less about this by the hour.
I enjoy the privacy and the quietness,
Of their ostracism.
'But sir...
This has made them angry.
They prefer you showed emotional anguish.'
Here...
Take this camera.
Give me a moment and I'll show you anguish.
'That's not going to work.'
Why?
'Your anguish looks more like a smirk!
Put your Sunglasses on.
Your eyes are twinkling.
And that will upset them.
Engaging them to become outraged.
Put more emphasis on the frown.
Turn your lips down and I'll snap the picture.
Sir...
This is going to be more difficult than I thought.
Try not to hold your frown down with your fingers.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Are Nobody With Claims to Make
You are nobody,
With claims to make...
Unless you have sacrificed,
To lay down,
Some beneficial good deeds.
Even 'then' those who have done it,
Are not seeking attention...
To have themselves pleased.
Too often people like these,
Sit in proclaimed self grandiose eloquence...
Convinced their efforts,
Are overdue for praise.
In an expectation to appease their own needs.
Under-rated and overlooked,
By those ungrateful...
Some self serving,
Have gone out of their way!
You are nobody,
With claims to make...
Unless you have sacrificed,
To lay down,
Some beneficial good deeds.
Even 'then' those who have done it,
Are not seeking attention...
To have themselves pleased.
But those with desires to be 'somebody'...
Will prepare to make their proclamations,
Heard by using bullhorns.
If it means disturbing a tranquility!
To arouse a public with their embellished falsities.
'May I have everyone's undivided attention!
Thank you.
If not for my loyal and devoted disposition...
None of you would have known,
Who to see or where to go...
Enabling you to receive your coupons.
Useful to redeem for discounts...
On your purchased necessities.
To which I am sure they are enjoyed.
It was I who initiated that movement.
And deserve your welcomed applause.
If so given.
Only with deep felt humility...
Do I come to satisfy your curiosities.
And yes...
Although I am reluctant to admit this,
It was I who initiated that movement.
Carry on.
Carry on.
Carry on!
There is no need to overwhelm yourselves,
With bewilderment!
Afterall...
I am not running for any electable office,
Suddenly discovered open and available...
To have someone fearlessly represent you.
With understated humility.
IF that possibility in your future should occur!
I am not.
I repeat...
I would not be so incline to accept such an offer.
And even if I should be so approached,
By an assigned committee concluding their research...
Of my qualifications and background.
And...
As a coincidence,
I have brought along a few copies of my bio...
With testimonies and references attached!
For those who may express an interest when time allows,
To televise any suggested interview wished...
I will submit,
To be thusly scrutinized in such a manner.
But let me remind anyone within the sound of my voice...
That I...
Am only here,
For you!
YOU are my only concern! '
~Who is that? ~
*I have no idea!
Not a clue whatsoever.
But I will say this...
He is certainly going out of his way,
To be remembered.*
~I thought those coupons were printed,
For anyone to use in the local newspaper? ~
*They are.
At least once a week! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The poems can be
Poems can be..
How can poems be limited to certain length?
When certain things are to be conveyed with forceful strength
I agree with arguments for controlling its flow
But it may not be effective with events to grow
May be it is good with different perception
I am for little lengthy topics from inception
I may be wrong but old habits die very hard
I don’t shut the doors but always look forward
I love making all secrets known to friends
Sometimes my privacy may compromise and end
But it helps to come out of any setback or shock
The human sufferings have enough of such stocks
It may be possible to hold back some of the secrets
You can’t make it possible for others or let
It may form a priceless treasure in your mind
But certainly restrict you for others to guess or find
Human sentiments are hard to understand
It may make you cry in darkness without friends
How you address the agony and pain is not for others to see
As you may hide the face with hands and make heart very free
Such sentiments or deep love can be expressed with some reasons
Some explanation may go hard way with many persons
It is not writing of an episode that may require some logic
But spirit behind it to grasp or understand some basic
We have shrinked a lot and can’t go little any more
The human sentiments deserve to be heard therefore
If we limit the gravity or pain behind it
I am afraid that proper message may not be deemed fit
Heart can never remain empty
It has to enjoy or bleed with pity
The pulses are to be caught humanly
One must be strong enough to accept it bravely
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Knees Of My Bees
we share a culture same vernacular
love of physical humor and time spent alone
you with your penchant for spontaneous events
for sticky and raspy, unearthed and then gone
you are a gift promised sent with a wink
with tendencies for conversations that raise bars
you are a sage who is fueled by compassion
comes to nooks and crannies, is bound for all stars
you make the knees of my bees weak, tremble and buckle
you make the knees of my bees weak
you are a spirit that knows of no limit
that knows of no ceiling who baulks at dead-ends
you are a wordsmith who cares for his brothers
not seduced by illusions of fair-weather friends
you make the knees of my bees weak, tremble and buckle
you make the knees of my bees weak
you are a vision who lives by the signals of
stomach and intuition as your guide
you are a sliver of god on a platter
who walks what he talks and who cops when hes lied
you make the knees of my bees weak, tremble and buckle
you make the knees of my bees weak
you make the knees of my bees weak, tremble and buckle
you make the knees of my bees weak
you make the knees of my bees weak, tremble and buckle
you make the knees of my bees weak
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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New Years' Propserity Wish
NEW YEARS' PROPSERITY WISH
melvin Banggollay
P-eace on earth and goodwill to all men
R-esolution of conflict within territories
O-pening new opportunities to all fellowmen
S-ecured health and home against catastrophies
P-rogress of businesses be strengthened
E-quality and respect to basic human rights
R-enewal of ties within families & every brethren
I-ndependence of nation be always respected.
T-ransformation of lives out of global poverty
Y-ou and I shall unite for the cause of Mother Earth
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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Sad Exchange
Quietly thinking to myself
Sharing half our mind instead of none
The shakings just begun
The pleasantries are gone,
This sad exchange pleased neither one of us
So we finally gave up
Meanings tend to give out
The Time was gone to act out
this living torture, living torture
No talking When I want you to Listen
No talking cos it's Living torture, Living torture
Dont know why, dont know why, we cant stand aside
(I don't want your many faces
we don't see right)
If I had known back then
Whatever I know now
I'd think Id have answers but I dont know why
So we finally gave up
The Meanings tend to give out
The Time was gone to act out
But Here I am and Im still living
No talking when I want you to listen
No Talking cos it's Living Torture, Living Torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don't tell me what Im trying to say to you
Both of us know
What it sounds like in my mind
Now both of us know
What it sounds It Sound like
Both of us know
What it sounds like in my mind
Now both of us know
Now both of us know
No talking when I want you to listen
No Talking cos it's Living Torture, Living Torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don't tell me what Im trying to say to you
Quietly thinking to myself
This sad exchange pleased neither on of us
[Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics]
song performed by by Finger Eleven
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Plenty Of Shared Lip Service
Those unfamiliar with leadership,
Should not be expected
To understand it.
There are more accustomed,
To being followers.
And it can be annoying,
To hear them whining.
Bickering amongst themselves,
In footsteps from behind.
One who leads,
Hardly sleeps or properly eats.
Thinking of the whole as one entity,
And not several pieces to see pleased.
One who leads,
Had to learn to listen.
And those who have no idea what this means
Often pass judgement,
With a seeking to do it.
At every given opportunity.
Those unfamiliar with leadership,
Should not be expected.
To understand it.
What 'can' be expected from those unaware,
Is plenty of shared lip service.
And a volunteering of their mocked despair.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm a huge Star Wars fan. I lost my Darth Vader watch.
quote by Rhona Mitra
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