Self-Sabotaging
A self-sabotaging committed,
Has to be witnessed in its effect,
To be believed.
There are those who will go to great lengths,
To destroy themselves...
By defaming those who help 'them',
Because those who do this...
Might get an attention.
A jealousy that is harbored,
Prevents their own success.
So a lieing is done,
To chase away good intentions...
Of those who come that have them.
And needless to say...
Environments like this,
Are not rare! Just brimming with ignorance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fixtures Upon the Ground
These inflictions committed,
Can not be conscious.
Can it be that those attack,
Good deeds done...
Just to hold each other back?
So enraged that someone...
Wants to improve the quality of life,
For everyone.
And those who will benefit,
Are so beset by jealousy.
Lieing and denying any signs of it.
A character assassination is solicited.
And those who do this are proud of it!
Just how sick can an ignorance get?
But it happens as it is witnessed....
In the daily lives of those sitting with this addiction.
In our urban centers!
As shiftless scores...
Adorn their wounds as empathy from outsiders,
Continue to shower upon them and pour.
Here...
And everywhere,
Are those being fed this kind of mental illness.
Although they will pray with innocence...
In churches where they gather without comprehending,
Those judgements that they pass...
Are invisible inscriptions,
In the minds of other hypocrites.
And not reflected,
In those graceful sayings engraved.
Repeatedly recited and at repasts made.
Nor truthful statements heard.
Or nowhere to be found.
As they are buried six feet deep,
In a grave laid...
Under concrete ladened epitaphs!
Fixtures upon the ground!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life And Those Who Live It
What you tell others you do for me,
And how you regard my presence in your life...
Are just mere words you use to entertain their attention.
What you say to others is not what I've witnessed.
I've witnessed you using my abilities to call them your own.
I've witnessed you lieing to defend your inappropriate activities,
Because you lack backbone to stand on your own two feet.
And I've been victimized by you several times,
And this I have condoned but to you it has gone unknown.
The only fool you have taken me for and believe I am,
Is the fool who acknowledges...
The you I should have left alone,
A long time ago!
The only thing you can accuse me of doing,
Is being overly patient...
With someone who has manage to take,
Life and those who live it...
Totally for granted!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Has To Be Witnessed To Be Believed
There are those who choose to represent,
The best subservience that can be found around.
This is more noticeable in smaller towns...
Where people live with big city dreams.
And their minds have been conditioned,
To not achieve anything more than medocrity.
And expect even less from those chosen.
To show their blatant disrespect with flagrance.
It has to be witnessed to believed.
And when one speaks of the effects,
Of this atrociousness...
One becomes despised as if a tradition exposed,
Has been severely compromised.
Like the keeping of an unflushed toilet as a symbol,
Of achievement.
It has to be witnessed to be believed.
And walls are built to surround this filth,
To hide and keep those lies alive in the bowels...
Of these 'communities' unseen,
In the midst of manicured surfaces.
To allow the nourishment of maggots to come and go,
As they damn well please.
It has to be witnessed to be believed...
That such unconsciousness perceives,
This activity achieves a certain purpose.
'And what is that purpose? '
A control over a divine and global ignorance.
To keep those enriched with their wickedness.
With a show of total disregard for the Creator!
Agitating...
A massive appearance of Super Intelligent Beings
To descend!
Saving this planet from complete destruction,
By such mindless fools.
It has to be witnessed to be believed.
And the outcome will not be prolonged in debates.
To allow incompetent jovial jestures to compensate,
For one's lack of a conscious comprehension.
These 'folks' are above and beyond those plateaus!
It has to be witnessed to be believed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Irrational And Static Combatives
There is no justification I can show,
For resenting those spending their lives...
Wasting their gifts to them presented,
In fears they try to hide with lies.
Or those who actually have created careers,
Preventing others...
From doing what they do,
By the use of backroom tactics...
Intentionally to smear with a doing so clear.
I've witnessed the evidence,
How a sharing of gifts increases progress.
I've witnessed the evidence,
Of those blocking others with a stopping...
That eventually diminishes their own quality of life.
Only to call for a unified effort...
When it begins to dawn on them,
A doing of nothing done...
Reflects a jealousy deceivers participate in.
Leaving them to become losers...
In a game they sought to see others victims.
There is no justification I can show,
For resenting those spending their lives...
Wasting their gifts to them presented,
In fears they try to hide with lies.
Or those who actually have created careers,
Preventing others...
From doing what they do,
By the use of backroom tactics...
Intentionally to smear with a doing so clear.
Defining with unquestioned meaning...
The demeaning of irrational and static combatives.
I have no justification for a resentment shown towards this.
Although there is a definite existence of it,
In environments where people find this accepting.
And I'm discovering my tolerance becoming more limited.
Although from it,
I do choose to move but still feel affected.
Is it ignorance if it overwhelms and conditions?
Is it ignorance if it conditions into subdivisions?
Is it just a condition of ignorance...
That continues to offend when this is mentioned?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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About The Cause And The Effect
Some are not really causes
But just symptoms
And we misdiagnose
A sickness
For a symptom
Of the real sickness
The cause
And the effect
Are often interchanged
For instance
Is poverty the cause
Of crime
Or is poverty
Only the symptom
Of it?
For instance
Is ignorance
The cause of poverty
Or is it simply
An effect of poverty?
Or is poverty
Nothing but an effect
Of ignorance?
Or is poverty
Just an effect
Of an oppression
Of the rich
Taking much
From the poor
Who gets poorer
Everyday
Because there
Are no reforms
Coming
To solve
His poverty
His ignorance
His having to commit a crime
To survive
His poverty
His ignorance
His being a crime
Of
Society itself
who never cared
And wanted him
Who never
Instituted the much
Promised reforms?
And so you doubt
The cause and effect
The effect from cause
And if you did not mind so
Well
They may always be
Interchanged
And mistaken
For the symptoms
The conditions
That always
Are
there deceiving.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Cause and effect
Some are not really causes
But just symptoms
And we misdiagnose
A sickness
For a symptom
Of the real sickness
The cause
And the effect
Are often interchanged
For instance
Is poverty the cause
Of crime
Or is poverty
Only the symptom
Of it?
For instance
Is ignorance
The cause of poverty
Or is it simply
An effect of poverty?
Or is poverty
Nothing but an effect
Of ignorance?
Or is poverty
Just an effect
Of an oppression
Of the rich
Taking much
From the poor
Who gets poorer
Everyday
Because there
Are no reforms
Coming
To solve
His poverty
His ignorance
His having to commit a crime
To survive
His poverty
His ignorance
His being a crime
Of
Society itself
who never cared
And wanted him
Who never
Instituted the much
Promised reforms?
And so you doubt
The cause and effect
The effect from cause
And if you did not mind so
Well
They may always be
Interchanged
And mistaken
For the symptoms
The conditions
That always
Are
there deceiving.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Some are not really causes
But just symptoms
And we misdiagnose
A sickness
For a symptom
Of the real sickness
The cause
And the effect
Are often interchanged
For instance
Is poverty the cause
Of crime
Or is poverty
Only the symptom
Of it?
For instance
Is ignorance
The cause of poverty
Or is it simply
An effect of poverty?
Or is poverty
Nothing but an effect
Of ignorance?
Or is poverty
Just an effect
Of an oppression
Of the rich
Taking much
From the poor
Who gets poorer
Everyday
Because there
Are no reforms
Coming
To solve
His poverty
His ignorance
His having to commit a crime
To survive
His poverty
His ignorance
His being a crime
Of
Society itself
who never cared
And wanted him
Who never
Instituted the much
Promised reforms?
And so you doubt
The cause and effect
The effect from cause
And if you did not mind so
Well
They may always be
Interchanged
And mistaken
For the symptoms
The conditions
That always
Are
there deceiving.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Give Them No Credit
Maybe it is believed,
Those who have achieved success...
Seek attention,
From those of mediocre ambitions?
'That doesn't make sense!
None of it.'
Well...
Perhaps it is perceived,
Their expressions of jealousy and envy...
Will attract those of peace of mind,
To want to be around them all the time.
'That sounds just as sick as your first explanation.'
Then maybe they are just crazed.
And they are given too much attention.
Perhaps you are 'feeling' them with empathy...
Not realizing insanity has already smothered them enough.
And you are trying to find an excuse,
That gives them a purpose for their existence.
'There has to be a reason why God made pests!
Something my mind has not been able to digest! '
You should give your mind a rest.
And give them no credit for being near one.
And leave whatever they are or are not,
Alone!
It is obvious they are attempting to addict you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It is not enough to be well-intentioned; one must strive to put those intentions into action in a capable way. One must consider the effect his actions will have on others. Looked at like this, to persist in ignorance is itself dishonorable.
quote by Andrew Cohen
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Mother Has Grown Weary
Refusing to accept,
Mother Nature does not fight on battlefields...
They continue in attempts to overpower Her!
With advanced ignorance,
They destroy Mother's children
And everything natural they find uncomfortable!
Or at least,
Fight to control!
Mother has grown weary.
Beginning to scold in a selective manner,
Never witnessed before!
She spanked with warnings.
Now She feels She has to be 'thee' bitch...
To get everyone's attention!
And...
She will get it regardless of opposition!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sorry
Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry,
I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy,
Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry,
I was no good at jealousy, no good at jealousy.
Hes here, oh honey for just a day,
Ill find away to get away,
No matter what you say, hey hey.
Hes here, oh honey for just aday,
Hes coming from so far away,
For just a day, hey hey.
I dont want to deceive you,
But tell me how can I be true,
When all the jealosy,
Keeps me from telling it all to you.
Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry,
I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy,
Hes here, oh honey for just once a year,
That aint so much for you to share,
That aint so much to share.
Hes here, oh honey for just once a year,
You got my lovin right here,
Prepare now there, now there.
Nothing is never the same when your sorry,
Im really sorry of my jealousy,
Keeps you from knowing another side of me,
He loves me too and hes not jealous of you.
Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry,
I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy.
Baby, sorry, jealousy, sorry, jealousy,
So full of jealousy...
song performed by by Grace Jones
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That's 'Almost' Funny
If one does anything perceived,
That gets an attention one deserves...
There will be envy expressed.
Or a sarcasm heard.
If one looks a certain way,
That hints of beauty...
Or an accepted physical presence,
There will be envy shown.
Or a 'player' hating comment thrown.
Forget about feelings of emotions felt.
Forget about struggles one is dealed and dealt.
Forget about living the process of life itself.
If it was about looks and what it took to survive...
Very few who victimize would not be around,
Expressing envy, jealousy...
Or rolling their nonproductive eyes.
Folks who provoke and poke their jokes,
Do more lieing than trying to invoke good strokes.
'That's some 'light' stuff!
Is your poetry on a diet? '
That's 'almost' funny.
It must be the season of the Easter Bunny?
I rate that one 'ha' with two hees.
Followed with a 'mind-your-business'.
Leave!
On a serious note...
You irritate me.
ANYWAY...
If one does anything perceived,
That gets an attention one deserves...
There will be envy expressed.
Or a sarcasm heard.
If one looks a certain way,
That hints of beauty...
Or an accepted physical presence,
There will be envy shown.
Or a 'player' hating comment thrown.
'To an 'ego' known.
Overblown.'
You have a lot of time to do absolutely 'nothing'.
'And with a 'nothingness' done,
You have achieved 'some' success.'
Buzz off!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not Only Accepted But Endorsed
When one is revealed to have an intelligence,
Among others who are more interested...
In displaying an ignorance,
That entertains in delighting...
Acceptable foolishness.
Here can be found in environments like this...
Is a total absence of an accountable responsibility.
With an insistence that persists.
And those who appear,
To have acquired an 'intelligence'...
Are often dismissed as novelties.
In environments,
Where a lack of discipline and laziness...
Is not only accepted,
But endorsed as a reflection...
Of what a mindlessness can enforce to exist.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Out to Destroy: A Fiesta of Antagonism
Weird masked face
success-bullet proof
slaughtering sword of success to failure
helmet of wickedness and melancholy.
Out to destroy…
With great vigour
achievement is fought
with tacts unknown
destructive fire unleashed.
Just out to destroy…
reasons so unfounded
excuses no less flimsy
but other’s anguish
a feasting dinner,
poem by Kctony Xtopher Nkwocha
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Rare Friend
I will be your rare friend;
Spend many hours meditating on your success.
I will be your rare friend;
Be there for you when you are not at your best.
I will be your rare friend;
One who will take you home when your legs tire.
I will be your rare friend;
And will be beside you when go through the fire.
I will be your rare friend;
When others abandon you and laugh at you.
I will be your rare friend;
Not caring the color of your skin or what you do.
I will be your rare friend;
I will be your rare friend because its true, I am you.
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For Them It's Automatic
People lie and they like it...
Just that way.
People lie out of habit,
Like a sport...
To play!
It is in their eyes as if there's something to hide!
And there are those people lieing to defy with denying.
People lie and they like it...
Everyday.
People lie out of habit,
And it's here to stay!
It's in their eyes as if there's something to hide!
And there are those people lieing defying to deny,
They are lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and they like it...
Just that way.
Lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and they like it...
Everyday.
Lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and they like it...
Just that way.
Lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
It's in their eyes as if there's something to hide!
Lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and think,
They're in disguise.
And lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
People lie and think,
They're in disguise.
And lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
And lieing out of habit since for them it's automatic.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thoughts
Learn to live together since we’re much more the same.
Only bad will happen when we try to look for blame.
As mother nurses child, we must nurse each mind.
Then ignorance, hate and jealousy are left far behind.
There’s good in each of us whether slug, bug or whatever.
All livings things must love, not hate, in this sliver of forever.
Be full of cheer; be glad you’re here; destroy signs of sorrow.
Smile today; have fun and play for who knows of the morrow.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Jealousy
(Jealousy) What made you get the same shoe as mine?
(Jealousy) I cop attain and bought a house then came
(Jealousy) Why'd you have to say my mother's name?
(Jealousy) I could kill you or leave you shamed
(Jealousy) Let me introduce you to the world of jealousy
(Jealousy) It can get you killed
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Lack of Depth
The country was founded on racist principles.
It is a fact many can not face.
And...
Here it is in 2009,
They seek evidence to defend their insecurities.
And those who know this is what they do...
Supply it.
It is a game of sorts.
Of a mindless kind.
And harbored behind suburban walls...
Most of the time.
Whether monkeys are on the front pages,
Of newspapers depicting ignorant images...
To disrespect a loved leader.
As a warning to feed the masses.
And printed and defended by those 'innocent'.
Swept away by their own corrupted decadence.
Or displayed in a bookstore window...
With the offerings of President Obama.
To attract attention...
To the depths of their 'nobled' shallowness.
And digressed intentions clearly meant.
Of those lacking intelligence...
As something a degree defines for them.
So sick is all of this.
They seem to celebrate their wickedness.
And intelligence that is of a higher state of mind...
Has never been one of their attributes.
Theft, deception, lieing and hate expressions...
Are the basis of their foundations made.
And so apparent are these...their 'gifts'.
Folks will always find these kinds of people,
Doing the best they can to agitate.
Afterall...
They do feel they are superior!
However...
They are just not convincing enough to be!
Not to those who they expose their lack of depth,
Or express a consciousness.
Unless...
To offend others.
Especially those of color,
They feel free to unleash their demented contempt.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Effective Depression
A success obtained,
With intentions to share with others.
Is a success undenied.
This kind of success is not implied,
By those who benefit.
And multiplies to see it thrive.
A success hoarded to manipulate,
With a selfishness one prides.
Is a success that suppresses.
With a digressing of those who oppress.
To leave an effective depression to digest.
That certainly does not impress those affected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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