Seeped In Treason
Overdosed and roasted,
By those who shed skin
Much like liars and snakes...
Who both have that in common!
And sincerety that disguises,
Hiding those rising from pews or pulpits!
With clipped wings and tilted halos.
And they ask for more visable patrol...
By police to protect and monitor their souls.
When they have lost control of lives...
To live uncivilized like moles in holes.
With a superficial hold on the 'Word'!
Using darkness to invent more lies told!
Lifted from reinterpretations of scriptures sold.
To advance their reasons to 'prey'.
And they believe this doesn't show...
Or validate an acceptance that has grown too old,
To deny its origins did not begin from their lips or pens...
Used to advance ignorance seeped in treason!
And delivered to enforce...
So they can divorce themselves
From any involvement for solutions to solve
Problems,
Generated by themselves...of course!
Once it has been shown,
These acts come to knock at their own front doors!
To lay at their feet.
Where the scent of scandal,
Has been traced and followed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kept Agendas Prioritized For Devilment
Many try to deny...
That demon that sits within them.
Hiding behind alibis disguised.
In church pews...
To bow,
Their embittered heads.
To mask their lies.
With truth sent away.
And blocked from regaining,
An entrance to stay.
Kept agendas prioritized for devilment...
Betrays the image,
Falsely on display.
Many try to deny...
That demon that sits within them.
Hiding behind alibis disguised.
In church pews...
To bow,
Their embittered heads.
To mask their lies.
And revenge with vindictiveness,
Sits in masquerade.
As hypocrites gather together...
Quoting from scriptures,
To protect their evil ways!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lifted From This Treason
You've been dazed.
For invested reasons.
Those who are crazed...
Have been taught,
To keep their thoughts
Kneeling on knees.
Saved!
And lifted from this treason.
These acts that attack,
And hold others back...
Are criminal at least!
Freedom has been fantasized,
As a prize denied...
To those restricted.
Others with their eyes opened wide,
See hypocrisies and lies...
As ways to increase defeat!
you've been dazed!
And amazing is your capture.
You've settled for so long,
For the wrong...
And believed that this was right!
saved!
And lifted from this treason.
These acts that attack...
While holding people back,
Are criminal!
Spreading disasters and disease.
God has ordered 'angels'
To show the world...
He is not pleased.
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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Grossly Limited
People claiming to have common sense,
Will make attempts to convince anyone listening.
Raving they wish to the government out of their daily lives.
However...
When trouble arrives at their doorstep,
They do not call upon God to correct their situations...
Or protect them.
They call upon the police to cease their agonies.
A service that makles their taxes increase.
And...
If the police are not there within minutes,
A blame of their local government from them is dispensed.
Saying they pay to keep protected.
But the police are not there to do that at all.
They are there for purposes of civil disobedience.
To maintain the public's interests!
And 'that' is the law.
None obey!
From the pulpits to the streets,
Disagreements with mandates delivered from God...
Fall upon deaf ears.
Religiously.
People claiming to have common sense,
Don't listen.
Quick to defend ignorance.
And are pretentious in displaying their offense.
Since this conflicts with discipline!
An activity for them too lazy to inflict.
Restricting their insight!
And manifesting a grossly limited comprehension of life.
'If money is not attached,
No attention is given! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We're moles
we are moles
we are moles
fear lives in our souls
we are moles
we are moles
fear lives in our souls
if you take us out of holes
you will kill us poor moles
so much fear
so much fear
we will die when you get nearer
so much fear
so much fear
we will die when you get nearer
if you take us out of holes
you will kill us poor moles
we are moles
we are moles
fear lives in our souls
we are moles
we are moles
fear lives in our souls
if you take us out of holes
you will kill us poor moles
poem by Max Kuvaev
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We must daily decide whether the threats we face are real, whether the solutions we are offered will do any good, whether the problems we're told exist are in fact real problems, or non-problems. Every one of us has a sense of the world, and we all know that this sense is in part given to us by what other people and society tell us; in part generated by our emotional state, which we project outward; and in part by our genuine perceptions of reality. In short, our struggle to determine what is true is the struggle to decide which of our perceptions are genuine, and which are false because they are handed down, or sold to us, or generated by our own hopes and fears.
quote by Michael Crichton
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Dangling From The Truth...
legends tells no lies
but love is
just twisted deep inside
crumple all together
with the schemes and the lies
where the truth comes out
spills overloaded with filth
tryin to cover it up
theres no uses
given all the wrong pieces
told way too many lies
i cant define
whats truly inside
given up
lost with no dreams
useless soul
dangling from the truth
what does it hold inside
nothing
i cant find
too many lies
We’re dangling from the truth
hiding within
covering the light with darkness
gray clouds hover over us
watching our every move
but we're hiding
hiding from the truth
running towards our last hope
with u
collapse
we're traped
lost in the darkness
forever
never to be told
the truth
dangling
from the truth...
poem by Sen unknown
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What's The Problem
Temperatures rise,
With the rolling of eyes...
But,
No nobody seems to want to tell,
What is their problem.
Temperatures rise,
With the rolling of eyes...
But,
No nobody seems to want to tell,
About their problems...
To settle and to solve them.
Rolling eyes and moody pouting,
Giving attitude nonstopping...
With a rising of a heat to pass.
But no one has asked,
What's the problem.
Fussing with a cussing too!
As if this is a way to prove,
Being rude and talking crude..
Will even up a score.
But no one wants to take the time to ask,
What are the problems.
To settle and to solve them.
Solutions to confusion can be reached,
If people solved them.
But no one wants to take the time to tell,
What are their problems...
To settle and to solve them.
Gossip starts to leaking,
With a tit for tat-a seeking.
But nobody stops to reach out just to tell,
About their problems.
To settle and to solve them.
No nobody seems to want to tell,
About their problems.
No nobody seems to want to tell,
About their problems.
To settle and to solve them.
'Are you kidding?
That's all I hear 'everyday'...
People who've got problems.'
Oh yeah?
But are you listening to them,
With an assistance given...
To help them get solved?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Show Me
Different kinds of people
Different kinds of life
We go walking towards the future
With different size strides
Show me the way to solve your sorrows
And I'll do what I can
'Cause we have the experience
If we plan
Baby we can see that close
Show me the way to solve your problems and I'll be there
Show me the way and I'll do what I can
What can I say ohh lately what can I do
I just can't stand losing
Welcome to the new world
Let me join your hand
We go walking through your world
With a brand new plan
All over
God only knows how much I love you
Give me a chance and I'll show the faith all over
You will understand lady if you change your mind
Baby only I know what you need
Show me the way to solve your problems and I'll be there
Show me the way and I'll do what I can
What can I say ohh lady what can I do
No I can't stand
I just can't stand losing you
Don't mean to take up your time baby
I won't be stomping on your life
I only wanted to make you see
Ohh that you
Only you know what I need
Then maybe I can take you higher
Then maybe I can stop those tears I can stop those tears
Ohh with you
Sha da da da da n da
Show me the way to solve your problems and I'll be there
Show me the way and I'll do what I can
What can I say ohh lady what can I do
I just can't stand losing
Show me the way to solve your problems and I'll be there
Show me the way and I'll do what I can
What can I say ohh lately what can I do
No I can't stand
I just can't stand losing you
Losing you
Show me the way to solve your problems and I'll be there
Show me the way to solve your problems and I'll call you
Just show me the way to solve your problems and I'll be there
Show me the way to solve
I'll call you
song performed by by Seal from Debut
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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(The) Bigger Lie
Which liars deny,
They did or did not tell...
The bigger lie.
Or acknowledge any used,
To coverup any known!
Only shows that lies,
Are being told!
And on a daily basis,
They have been sold!
The entire system created,
Has been built on them.
Where has the honesty ever thrived...
When even the churches,
Are dens of sins!
Integrity seems to be known by those ostracized.
Those who speak with a truthfulness,
Who are character assassinated...
And dragged through the mud,
Despised.
A society that is witnessed falling apart...
Tries hard to masquerade its decadence.
By criminalizing petty offenses...
Of those who privately smoke their dope,
And munch on candy bars!
Which liars deny,
They did or did not tell...
The bigger lie.
Or acknowledge any used,
To coverup any known!
Only shows that lies,
Are being told!
And on a daily basis,
They have been sold!
As a quality of life once respected and lived...
Means absolutely nothing,
To those who witness the BS!
And identify the BS for what that BS really is!
But not distant enough to keep away the smell of it.
Or stop from thinking of it...
As a bunch of ssshhhenanigans dropped and done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Confusion
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you mean to me
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you cannot see
Youre hiding from feelings, searching for more
Sharing and hoping, untouched for so long
Our lives still change from the way that we were
And now Ill tell you something I think you should know
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you mean to me
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you cannot see
You cause me confusion, you told me you cared
Hes calling these changes that last to the end
Ask me no questions, Ill tell you no lies
The past is your present, the future is mine
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you mean to me
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you cannot see
You tell me you need me, Ill make it this time
The thread wont divide us, the sensation survives
I was sure that I told you it was good from the face
Youve caused me some problems, youve taken my place
Why cant you see what you mean to me?
song performed by by New Order
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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That's Okay!
That's okay!
Push me away.
Keep me at arm's length.
Deny what I say.
There is always two sides of a coin.
And I've seen both of them.
See things your way.
Protect yourself in that box you live in!
Trapped and wishing for yesterdays to begin...
Again.
That's okay!
Push me even further away.
And when the truth arrives at your door?
It will not softly knock.
It is going to kick it down.
And although I may not be around...
I'm sure you will be able to find 'someone',
Somewhere...
To come out of hiding,
With offers to sedate you!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ready To Meet Him
[talking]
Please give me the strength I need to live...
Bear with me
Amen
We each walk the path, that weve chosen
[chorus]
Im ready to meet him,
Were Im living aint right
Black hate white
White hate black
Its right back
To the same fight
They got us suspecting a war
But the real war is to follow the law of the lord
Lord, you left me stranded
And I dont know why
Told me to live my life,
Now Im ready to die
Ready to fly
I cry, but I shed no tears
You told me you would dead those fears, its been years
Snakes still coming at me
Just missing
Sometimes I think all you doing me is just listen
I thought that I was special
Thats what you told me
Hold me
Stop acting like you dont know me
Whatd I do so bad that it sent you away from me
Not only sent you away, but made you stay away from me
(my child Im here, as Ive always been, it was you who went away,
And now are back again, what did I say? )
Follow your word, and be true
(what did you do? )
Wellwhat I wanted to do...
(what have you seen? )
Darkness and hell at a glance
(what do you want? )
All I want is another chance
Chorus
(just because you went away, my doors are not locked, wanna come back home,
All you gotta do is knock)
Ya see, I left home a boy, I returned as a man
Full grown, and Im still not able to stand
(I gave you a hand)
Well...but I was looking the wrong way
Figured out the plan, then I started to pray
And that prayer, took me from here to over there
Back to over here,
Now they got me like where?
Do I belong?
Do I fit in?
Things on my mind, where do I begin?
Its easier to sin, but it hurts my heart
Im really tryin to win, so where do we start?
(thou shall not steal)
But, what if he stole from me?
(thou shall not kill)
But what if hes tryin to kill me?
(thou shall not, take my, name in vain, no matter how hard it rains,
Withstand the pain)
Chorus
Our father, who art in heaven
Im not ashamed to ask for guidance, at 27
No longer afraid to knock on your door
Not scared anymore to lose my life in the war
After what I just saw, Im ridin with the lord
Cause I really cant afford to lose my head by the sword
And now that Ive seen, what I need to see
Please take me, where I need to be
(what have you learned? )
Its better to tell the truth than to lie
(what have you learned? )
To love my life until I die
(what have you learned? )
Violence isnt always the key
(what have you learned? )
You cant always believe what you see
(what have you learned? )
Its better to forgive and forget
(what have you learned? )
Give as you expect to get
(what have you learned? )
That I cant go on without you
(what have you learned? )
I musta been a fool to ever doubt you
Chorus
Im ready to meet him
song performed by by DMX
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Some Of You May Think I Am Joshing (Shakespearean Sonnet)
Some of you may think that I am joshing
You may think that I am telling you all lies
I'm getting tired of constant jeering
With all of you hiding behind your guise
It really doesn't matter to me much
What many of you poets think of me
I just hope that you all don't pull your punch
Just tell me the truth about what you see
I'm a grown poet I can take the truth
So let me know about what you all think
Even if you may knock out my front tooth
Maybe I'll go and have a physical
So I can prove that I'm not full of bull
poem by Edwin Tanguma
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Telling Lies
You tell your lies unto your daughters
You told those lies unto their fathers
You tell them lies, in such a disguise
So later in years them you could deny.
You tell your lies unto your friends
You told those lies to all your men
You make up an excuse, just to confuse
So no one knows what you put them through.
You tell your lies unto your teacher
You told your lies unto your preacher
You then shed a tear, so with pity they'd hear
And also when no one else is ever near.
You tell your lies to any caller
You told your lies unto your lawyer
You say any word, though may be absurd
Even though from someone else you heard.
You tell your lies in your prayer
You told those lies to the choir
But you still will be blamed, for all the pain
As sadly you and your lying will remain.
You will tell your lies each and everyday
You will tell those lies when you get old and gray
Sadly you will tell them till, your heart beats still
But then hearing those lies no one else ever will.
You will tell your lies when you meet GOD
You will tell those lies with a pitiful nod
You will beg him again, that you did no sin
But GOD will know where you have been.
You will tell your lies when you meet the Devil
You will tell those lies as as you are at the same level
But at you he will grin, as he knows all your sin
As with you all those times he too has been.
Your daughters will sin and tell their lies
As to anyone that will listen they will also cry
As you taught them not the truth, but only how to use
So also their destiny from lies they did choose.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Can man succeed in his try?
God wanted man to die soon,
But man wanted to defy.
The soul inclined to obey
But the body stood to deny.
Once beasts and snakes made man die.
Then worms and germs took their toll.
Then virus became fatal.
Man overcame them and plugged the holes.
Now cancer has made a big hole,
Through which lot of souls slip out.
God sent agents to make holes
In the bodies for the souls to slip.
Man finds way to plug the holes.
Can man succeed in his try?
05.02.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Bury My Soul
if i died today
it would take my pain away
no more in the way
with no more to say
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
take my mind away from the misery
take my heart away from the mystery
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
i looked into your eyes
and i saw all the lies
my hate is now my fate
the more i try
the more i die
the more i die inside
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
i left to rest my soul
i buried my heart in the dark hole
turn the page
begin the new chapter
i surrender
i surrender my soul
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
bury my soul
bury my soul
poem by Bobby Butterfield
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The Slipping of Meet Notes
Accustomed to lies.
What does the truth really mean?
Accustomed to lies laying low on the scene!
Accustomed to tell them...
And protect when told.
Accustomed to lies,
Whether fresh released or old held on hold!
Accustomed to lies...
Without a bat of an eyelash moving!
Accustomed to lies.
Dishonesty is accepted and shown.
At the work place
Where the slipping of meet notes,
Does not provoke disdain.
Accustomed to lies...
And that's how our lives remain!
In heated sex away from home!
Regardless of who spies on another,
Both buffer their suffering by what's condoned.
Accustomed to lies...
And what is taught is always known!
Accustomed to lies.
Accustomed to holding on to them,
Until time flys!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Darkness
Been spending so much time underground
I guess my eyes adjusted
To the lack of light
I got
Covered in darkness
Covered in darkness
Hibernating always waiting for something new
Happiness always endin'
In the blink of an eye
There was no one attending
No one attending
It doesn't really matter where it all began
All I know
I got covered in darkness
Covered in darkness
Ever wonder why I never really truly connect
Although my eyes are open
I can hold your gaze
But I am never connected
Never connected
I am famous for my generosity
They say I am the kindest
But it is easier to
Give than receive love
Give than receive love
It doesn't really matter where it all began
All I know
I was covered in darkness
Covered in darkness
Turning pages over
Run away to nowhere
And it's hard to take control
When your enemy's old and afraid of you
You'll discover that the monster you were running from
Is the monster in you
Better to hold on to love
Better to hold on to love
Change will come
It doesn't really matter where it all began
All I know
I was covered in darkness
Covered in darkness
It doesn't really matter where it all began
Cuz all I know
I was lost
I was lost
No, no
It doesn't really matter where it all began no no
All I know
I was lost
I feel lost
Lost
No...
song performed by by Darren Hayes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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That Big Black Bird That Does Not Leave The House...
and there is a big black bird
actually the neighborhood calls it the crow
with red eyes
the children who ask
do not know where it really comes from
it is staying by the window and feeds on
the noise of a couple who discuss about divorce possibilities
it likes the way the children carry on the
confusion about where to go and whether they are loved
the housemaid is driving it away
but it doesn't have that capacity
there is a wound in its heart and its wings
are clipped off from the sickness of
indecision
it loves to watch the way how the housemaids
are stealing stories from their masters
it is quite a long time now and the wound is healed
and the wings have grown to their original sizes
it is ready to fly away but it cannot
it loves the show of other peoples miseries and concealed motives
the black bird's first name is everyday
and its surname is everyone.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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