Shut Off Notices
'Even when to them done,
People still do not get the message.'
Trying to play catch up,
With time given to them lost...
Makes as much sense,
As one setting their alarm clock...
Ten minutes fast,
Only to appear an hour late...
And out of breath.
With yet another excuse delivered to make.
'And...
This is accepted behavior? '
ACCEPTED?
Are you kidding?
The only thing everyone knows,
That happens on time here is...
Those 'shut off notices' received,
From the phone company, cable...
And their utilities.
When someone gets a statement that reads,
'Pay By Noon'...
Pointless it is,
To attempt to make arrangements...
At twelve-o-Five.
'Even when to them done,
People still do not get the message.'
They do.
But guess who is faulted and blamed?
'The utility people supplying the service? '
Them and everyone else,
Tired of putting up with that nonsense.
And have had it with a servicing to them patience.
'So those shut off notices 'are' effective? '
In an 'offending giving kind of way',
Yes!
'Have you ever sent anyone a 'Shut Off Notice? '
No!
But I have...
However,
Made sure any messages delivered I did send...
Were understood without a need for me to vent,
In last statements written.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Difference That Could Be Made
Notoriety and fame is all relative.
If a message has content.
How that message is delivered,
And by who should not matter.
Or who 'influential' is in support of it!
However,
Many who miss 'messages'...
Often miss the point of them.
It should not matter if someone has notoriety,
If a message with content is delivered to be accepted.
Although...
To many of us this makes a difference.
And a difference that could be made,
Skips away from our comprehension.
'But...
WHO are 'you' to know this?
And 'why' should it be of 'our' concern? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Baby Blues
(bth australian version)
I wonder whats happening to me
Things are changing so dramatically
Ill search for you, youre not really there
Still I wonder knowing that you do care
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
He is the best thing to come my way
Perfect picture baby blues in my day
He is the best thing to come around
Sleeping in his cradle safe and sound
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up, I shut up
I shut up, I shut up, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
I shut up now, I shut up now
Baby blues, baby blues
Baby blues, baby blues
Baby baby, baby blues
Baby baby, baby blues
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
Sha la la, sha la la, sha la la, sha la la
song performed by by Cranberries
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It's In The Message
It's in the message that is a benefit.
It's in the message that is left that is effective,
If...
The one who comprehends the message meant.
And...
If the message sent to them makes any sense.
And...
The understanding of it doesn't get them bent,
Out of shape.
Or brings heartache.
And that message is received,
As a gift to take.
It's in the message that is a benefit.
It's in the message that is left that is effective,
If...
The one who comprehends the message meant.
And...
If the message sent to them makes any sense.
And...
The understanding of it doesn't get them bent,
Out of shape.
Or brings heartache.
And the message is received,
As a gift to take.
It's in the message that arrives...
And one will take.
It's in the message that delivers...
A statement made!
And taken...
As a gift!
Yes,
It's in the message that is a benefit.
And...
It's in the message for the one who makes some sense of it.
And admits,
It benefits...
To believe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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God
God I thought you were trying to get to me so I got off the phone.
God come on and talk to me if you’ve got something to say.
God hurry up—you’ve got eternity but I’ve only got a few million lousy minutes.
God I’ve got other people to talk to.
God I’ve got bigger fish to fry if you aren’t telling me anything.
God is this some kind of sinister practical joke?
God either you’ve got a message for me or not.
God leave your message at the beep, I’m not home anymore.
God if you’re stalling for time it’s not working.
God I’m gonna get back on the phone soon, talking to people with something to say.
God this charade is over—it’s the last time you make me think you’re coincidence.
poem by Adam Maruyama
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Some People Listen Some People Don't
You judge me before my words can come out
You can’t even look my way
And you leave me with no doubt
You won’t listen to a word I say
And I will never be heard by you
No matter what it is that I do
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
You shut me up before I can speak
You shut me up so you can keep me weak
Now I breaking all your rules
That you have made just for me
To keep me away from my history
From my strength and my dignity
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
You don’t know how many times I have prayed
That you would hear the words that I have to say
Now get out of the way
Because we no longer have to stay in this prison of the mind
Because we find you guilty of the ultimate crime
Now get out of the way
So that they can hear what I have to say
And begin to make their plans for escape today
Even though you made me a thug,
It is out of love that I put my message out
Find your voice in school and follow the Golden Rule
And shout it out, with out a doubt
That you will be heard, until you are heard
Right down to the very last word
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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Get Out of The House
Shut up!
Sit down...
And listen!
You did what you had to do!
The throne was never meant for you to sit,
Sprewing tantrums and bad habits forever!
Attempting cleverness...
Believing all your fits should be accepted!
There's nothing great about your approach,
And outlook on life!
Your disasterous plan
Has come from the darkened corners to centerstage!
And the only one appearing to be shocked is you!
Shut up!
Sit down...
And listen!
You and your clan,
Ran on self delusion too long!
You've invaded common sense
With senseless ignorance.
And much of that you sold on people's pride!
That 'downhome' approach
Played enough to scatter rats!
Even they got tired of the lies!
Shut up!
Sit down!
You may have seen yourself,
As a cat who was able to deliver the cheese!
But you are a fool.
And that is a fact!
You and the others
Brought a kingdom to its knees!
And that is treason by any name,
For those whose mindsets have not been diseased...
Or drained by your games!
Shut up!
Sit down...
And listen!
The image of your 'vision' is done!
Collect your ego and history shifting myths.
There's a lot that has to be completed!
And anyone who is sane can see,
You have no brains for it!
Shut up!
Sit down...
And listen!
Get out of the house and go fishin'!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Its Never Too Late
(d. hartman)
Get the message
Oh, its never too late
Get the message
Oh, its never too late
Its never too late
To try and reach for your desires
Even when your luck is down
You still got chances of turning around
Get the message
Oh, its never too late
Get the message
Oh, its never too late
Get the message
Oh, its never too late
Its never too late
To hold the power in your hands (power in your hands)
You will find a good, good feeling
Makin new plans and starting again
Its never too late
No, its never too late
No, its never too late no, no, no, no
No, its never too late
No, its never too late
No, its never too late
Its never too late
Time keeps changin everything
Sometimes tearin down
The treasures that it brings
Ever strong
Youll make it through
The secret lies in knowing
That its up to you
Say it with me now
Get the message
Oh, its never too late
Get the message
Oh, its never too late
We got the time
Theres no doubt in my mind
That its never too late
Get the message
Oh, its never too late
Get the message
Oh, its never too late
Get the message
Oh, its never too late
song performed by by Diana Ross
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There Is Still Some Time Left Before the Dawn!
To those who dare to defy convention...
Shut up!
To those who intent to awaken and shake,
Those in pretentions they can not break.
To those conforming to a higher consciouness...
Shut up!
There are those still asleep,
As they cheat and play roulette with their lives!
Shut up...
They might hear,
Something that stops their addictions!
And the nonsense uncovered in their false traditions.
Shut up...
There is still some time left before the dawn!
And those who know what is going on,
Are trying to get a nap.
A rest before delusions end...
To begin the cracking of those minds that snap!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Polygamist Part 2
Please, oh please
Shut up already
And spare us
Your religious fanatic crap
Only one wife per man
That's the way
God's law says
It is supposed to be
Learn how to repect that
And maybe
Just maybe
We'll let you have your inbred snot nosed brats back
Young pretty hot things
Having sex with old wrinkled has been men
Just makes us sick
Right down to the bone
Give us a break
You sick twisted freaks
All around the world
Everyone knows
What the real deal is
About you and your precious
Little porno wannabe community
Make no mistake about it
Insanity pleads and cutting deals
Isn't gonna rob the rest of us
From getting our justice on you
Such fools
Each and every one of you
Don't even start to think that
You can get away
With this sick criminal behavior
Taken for a ride
For far too long now
By you and your pervert kind
Now it's time
Time that we
The real people of the world
Stepped in
Stepped in and delivered to you
The justice
That you have all avoided
Way too damn long now
He-haw!
Let's string up 'em boys!
Signed by,
PFTCORFE
People For The Censorship of Religious Freedom Everywhere
poem by Ramona Thompson
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One More Word
Spill it all over, just like you used to
Reason to be strong
But you don't like me, but you don't even know me
I will save me, I will save me.
Please fight for me
Shut down in another light, in a hole not yet sewn
Words that make you sickened inside
But you're sucked down in a steady strife
And you bleed without halo
I can tell now, I can tell now.
Please fight for me.
Shut down you don't know us all
Shut down you don't know us all
Shut down you don't know us all
Shut down
It's all inside, so far
it's all inside
One more word, I'm asking you to come and get it
You don't want to wake up and kiss it goodbye
Please fight for me
Shut down you don't know us all
Shut down you don't know us all
Shut down you don't know us all
Shut down
It's all inside, so far
it's all inside, so far.
song performed by by 36 Crazyfists
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It's Like That
There were many shadows,
From time to time...
In my mind,
Just hiding there...
In those crevices and cracks.
There were many shadows,
Wearing hats and caps...
And their faked grins...
Following me,
Like that.
There were many shadows,
Seen in my mind.
Shadows I'd see behind,
Other shadows...
Keeping me awake.
I could not shake them.
With messages to deliver.
Messages for me...
To pay attention.
And...
That's a fact.
People get the message,
Just like that.
And berate it with attitude.
People get the message,
Like that.
People get the message,
Like that.
Yet berated it with attitude.
And...
It's like that.
Open your eyes to facts.
And, it's like that.
That's a fact.
Wishing to stay abused and confused...
There are people just like that.
And that's a fact.
People get the message,
Just like that.
But they believe that they can pay...
To have things done their way,
And...
People get the message,
Just like that.
And too late...
That's a fact.
People get the message,
Just like that.
And berate it with attitude.
Wishing to stay abused and confused...
Just like that.
And that's a fact.
There were many shadows,
From time to time...
In my mind,
Just hiding there...
In those crevices and cracks.
There were many shadows,
Wearing hats and caps...
And their faked grins...
Following me,
Like that.
People get the message,
Like that..
But berated it with attitude.
And...
Today we see it living.
With moody blues to choose,
And...
It's a fact.
It's like that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Put Up Or Shut Up
Alright
She's got hurricane eyes
And know what she sees
She's got lovin' thighs
And she gets it for free
She makes a cigarette shake
And don't need no advice
She won't put on the breaks
And you feed her device, yeah
She's gonna tease you up and down now
Gonna play for keeps
I said
Put up
Or shut it up now
Put up
Or shut it up
Yeah
Ha!
She's got hounds on her trail
And they follow her scent
She's the kind of female
That don't need no good sense
(She's wild)
She's got a license to thrill
And she shoots from the hip
Takes her power up well
And your passion is sure to drip
And all so packaged move for speed now
When the feeling climbs
I said
Put up
Or shut it up now
(You gotta, gotta)
Put up
Or shut it up
Yeah
Listen
You want a piece of the action
And I don't want to be cheated, no
Gotta feel the connection
She's turning on her feet, yeah!
Oh, here we go
Comin' to getcha babe
Oh yeah
She's got hurricane eyes
And you know what she sees
She's got love in her thighs
And she gives it away for free
She's gonna tease you up and down now
Gonna play for keeps
You gotta
Put up
Or shut it up now
I said
Put up (Ha!)
Or shut it up (Now)
Why don'tcha
Put up
Or shut it up
Why don'tcha
Put it up
Or shut it up
Why don'tcha
Put up
Or shut it up now
Put it up
Or shut it up now
Woo!
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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Racism is not a crime, but it should be
People from different places come to America
They have different backgrounds and have different skin
But they are in America
They should be accepted, even if their from Berlin
And yet we make fun of how they look
And call them names by their background
Because it’s a little harder for them to read a book
And we look down on them and frown
Racism is a weird thing
Sometimes we don’t even know what it is
Like Mr. King
And that dream of his
We shouldn’t judge people
At any cost
Because their still people
Just a little lost
So the next time you see someone
Being made fun of because of their color or background
Don’t keep walking and look down
Help and try to fix what has just been done
People are people
And they have feelings too
People are people
Just like you
poem by Keegan Shelton
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Delivered By Expressing Agitation
I'd be very suspicious,
If you liked everything I presented.
If you accepted everything given,
Without a mention of an honest point of view...
From you?
I would wonder why.
Not that I would try anything differently.
But I just might make attempts,
To raise some contemptment I may resent.
Like a child seeking attention.
To receive a response.
Or some nuance to trigger,
Another emotion to test one's undivided...
Devotion.
You know...
An understated kind of praise?
But delivered by expressing agitation!
An attitude accepted.
Especially from one who has grown bored and tired,
Of my greatness.
And...
I do try very hard to give that to you,
Each and every time.
You know I do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Get Up. Shut Up. And Move
Get up.
Shut up,
And move.
Get up.
Shut up,
And move.
Get up.
Shut up,
And move.
If you want things to improve,
You've got to...
Get up.
Shut up,
And move.
Nobody's living their life for you.
While you sit back,
To approve what they do!
Get up.
Shut up,
And move.
Get up.
Shut up,
And move.
Get up.
Shut up,
And move.
Nobody is here to pamper you.
You've been much too spoiled,
And selfish too!
Get up.
Shut up,
And move.
Get up.
Shut up,
And move.
Get up.
Shut up,
And move.
Get up.
Shut up,
And move.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The People Wanted to Feel Invited
A tone of voice was not accepted.
Because of the rawness of the message delivered.
And the context of it was ignored.
As has been done a countless number of times before.
Those listening to the messenger...
Preferred to receive information that poisoned,
With sweeteners...
Initialed and italicized.
And personally handed to them before consumption.
The people wanted to feel invited.
More involved in their own demise.
Although this was not cost effective...
The compliance to their wishes was applied.
As the messengers stood aside,
To observe those ignorant...
Delight in the process of their 'digestable' genocide!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Their Accusations Made
Help me understand this.
They are angered by the messengers,
Who delivered messages they did not heed?
I realize to them this makes sense.
However...
In the real world,
In which most of us make attempts to live in...
Their accusations made,
Are as pointless as blaming the actions of Mother Nature...
On the current President.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Eight Minutes To One
In the early hours the radio alarm
went off at eight minutes to one
despite me setting it earlier for six
and checking that it was on.
Now wide awake I rechecked the setting;
and I had definitely made no mistake.
I put it down to an electrical malfunction
and fell asleep until it was time to wake.
I didn’t think any more about the alarm
and continued with my normal day.
The alarm was already set for six o’clock
so I went to bed in the usual way.
At eight minutes to one the alarm went off
exactly the same time as the previous night.
Again I checked on my alarm settings
and again everything was set right.
This time I unplugged the whole radio unit
and recalibrated the time and alarm.
I was now happy that all would be okay
and fell asleep relaxed and calm.
The following night I went to bed as usual
and slept until eight minutes to one.
The cursed radio alarm went off again,
so this radio’s days were done.
The next day I bought an electrical travel clock
and tried out the alarm there and then.
It worked like a charm and I was very pleased,
so that night I went to bed at ten.
At eight minutes to one the alarm went off again
and I could hardly believe this to be true.
I was faced with a problem that had to be sorted,
and a mechanical clock should do.
I bought a large brass, twin belled wind up clock;
set the alarm and several times tried it out.
That night I retired expecting a good night’s sleep,
with no electrics to care about.
At eight minutes to one the alarm went off,
and I threw the clock against the wall.
I was now convinced something supernatural
was causing the earlier morning call.
Over the next few days I tried several clocks
and the alarms went off the same.
In the end I didn’t have a clock in the room,
and I never will again.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Cell Phone Mania
Cell phones to the right,
Cell phones to the left,
Cell phones, cell phones,
everywhere I look.
Red alert, stop! Listen,
shut up and drive,
shut up and read,
Cell phones, why so many.
Everyone talking,
cell phones in cars,
cell phones in bars,
eating places, cell phones.
There you can't escape
from them, you say
to yourself, the restroom,
no one would dare
use cell phone in there,
oh no, I hear someone,
talking to me, I answer them,
oh, sorry sir, did not know you
were on cell phone.
Oh, so many,
shut up, and walk.
Do away with cell phones,
and it would be like,
the crash of '29'.
People need cell phones,
sometimes their nice,
to have, but so many,
cell phones, might
as well join them
if you can't lick 'em,
join them.
Cell phone, cell phone
now how do I use this
thing, oh cell phone, cell phone,
Hello, Hello, oh that's
you mert.
wrote 1-19-07
Nobody Noticed It
I heard broken footsteps
Was that you limping
Well I wish I that could have spent just a little bit more time with you...yeah
Tears on my ceiling
Werent you watching
Well I guess that none of us will ever know what comes after this
Youre still lovely
You were lovely then
All that you had to endure
I guess nobody noticed it
I know your resemblence
Um its out there walkin
And I wanted you to know that I havent forgotten
When they try to make you look broken
Not while Im livin
But I wanted you to know that I heard what he said when it was rainin
Youre still lovely
You were lovely then
All that you had to endure
I guess nobody noticed it
You made me
I love you
And do you know nothing has changed
Now everyone they notice it
Everyone notices
Youre still lovely
You were lovely then
All that you had to endure
I guess nobody noticed it
You made me
I love you
And do you know that nothing has changed
Now everyone they notice it
Everyone notices
song performed by by Lisa Marie Presley
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