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Slip Me a Whiff

Slip me a whiff,
And let me sniff to pollute.
My values have been stomped upon,
And I'm feeling much used and abused.

I don't have any change in my pocket.
My dollars I've banked have tanked.
They tell me to have patience.
But the devastation is not only on my face.
Many are collecting memories...
To leave their tears in evicted places.

Slip me a whiff,
And let me sniff to pollute.
My values have been stomped upon,
And I'm feeling much used and abused.

Where do I go when my life has been crushed?
Who do I trust...
When standands I believed in have been flushed.

I remembered when I perceived those in need were lazy.
Now I understand more than I wish.
How things can change...
With priorities rearranged.
To leave relationships strained,
In estranged, insane derangements no one claims!
But emotions can't keep distanced.

Slip me a whiff,
And let me sniff to pollute.
My values have been stomped upon,
And I'm feeling much used and abused.

I wish to forget and dismiss what is.
By getting high and flying high above it!
To drift and resist its pull that threatens!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Values / No More Lonely Nights

I hear them telling me that you're selling off the furniture
And even keep my personalized autographs
You might as well go all the way and sell your granny to the zoo
And while you're at it, may I go to my psychiatrist ?
He's making money out of making me laugh
But I don't mind , I wish that I could say the same about you
It seems to me that you've still got no values
Oh you know you're not so hot, no values
And I'll be glad if you went away again
No values . . . no values . . . no values at all
The city shark is at the dark and of the alleyway
You pays your money and you takes your choice
The artful dodger says he wants to pick a pocket or two
But you, you've taken up a place in high society
A personal friend of messrs rolls and royce
Got them all convinced that everything you say to them is true
It seems to me that you've still got no values
Oh you know you're not so hot, no values
You know you've got a lot, but no values
And I'd be glad if you went away again
No values . . . no values . . . no values at all
I like your wife's smile, I like her car
If I had your lifestyle, I wouldn't go far wrong
On the waters of life you row your boat
Into the strongest tide that you can find
On the darkest of nights we were two of a kind
We went through it all before the tide went out
And left us stranded on the shore
How was I to know
How was I to know
Well you ain't got no values
You know you think you're hot, no values
You know you've got a lot, but no values
And I'd be glad if you went away again
No values . . . no values . . . no values at all

song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Sticks And Stones

People talkin', tryin' to break us up
Why don't they let us be
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But talk don't bother me
(No) People talkin', tryin' to break us up
When they know that I love you so
So I don't care what the people might say
I'm never gonna let you go
I've been abused (I've been abused)
In my heart (I've been accused)
I've been accused (I've been accused)
I've been rebuked and I've been stomped
(Well) People talkin', tryin' to break us up
They're scandalizing my name
They'll say anything just to make me feel bad
They'll say anything to make me shamed
I've been abused (I've been abused)
In my heart (I've been accused)
I've been accused (I've been accused)
I've been rebuked and I've been stomped
(Well) People talkin', tryin' to break us up
They're scandalizing my name
They'll say anything just to make me feel bad
They'll say anything to make me shamed

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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To combat the pollution

Corrupts pollute the politics.
Criminals pollute the societies..
Fanatics pollute the religions.
Infidelities pollute the family
People are out to combat
The environmental pollution.
13.08.2008

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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No Values

I hear them telling me that youre selling off the furniture
And even keep my personalized autographs
You might as well go all the way and sell your granny to the zoo
And while youre at it, may I go to my psychiatrist ?
Hes making money out of making me laugh
But I dont mind , I wish that I could say the same about you
It seems to me that youve still got no values
Oh you know youre not so hot, no values
And Ill be glad if you went away again
No values . . . no values . . . no values at all
The city shark is at the dark and of the alleyway
You pays your money and you takes your choice
The artful dodger says he wants to pick a pocket or two
But you, youve taken up a place in high society
A personal friend of messrs rolls and royce
Got them all convinced that everything you say to them is true
It seems to me that youve still got no values
Oh you know youre not so hot, no values
You know youve got a lot, but no values
And Id be glad if you went away again
No values . . . no values . . . no values at all
I like your wifes smile, I like her car
If I had your lifestyle, I wouldnt go far wrong
On the waters of life you row your boat
Into the strongest tide that you can find
On the darkest of nights we were two of a kind
We went through it all before the tide went out
And left us stranded on the shore
How was I to know
How was I to know
Well you aint got no values
You know you think youre hot, no values
You know youve got a lot, but no values
And Id be glad if you went away again
No values . . . no values . . . no values at all

song performed by by Paul McCartney
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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There Is An Understanding To Be Claimed

There is an understanding to be claimed,
You say is now within your reach.
And you can comprehend how I've been feeling?
Making it okay for you now to speak to me.

I will pretend I didn't hear that.
Just because you are disappointed,
By the way your life has gone.
I don't share those sentiments.

Your perception of me,
And your thoughts that I do not acquire...
Material 'things' you can not touch or see,
Does not qualify you to understand my feelings.

However...
What from 'you' I do understand,
Is the feeling you possess of worthlessness.
Since your values have been re-evaluated.
I've never had those values to re-evaluate.
And you now believe you and I have something in common?
We don't.

There is an understanding to be claimed,
You say is now within your reach.
And you can comprehend how I've been feeling?
Don't fool yourself.
The standards I have set for myself,
Are extremely high.

And you?
You haven't sacrificed your beliefs,
To know those feelings others rejected...
With a disrespect.
There is much between you and I,
I could never accept.
Even if I tried.
I don't lie to myself.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Everyone values things differently. In other words, they place their own value on everything that affects their lives. Also from moment to moment they may even change their values. Such as a person, who values diamonds above all else, might be willing to trade a gallon of diamonds for a drink of water to save his life in a desert. What this means is value is a relative thing depending on a need or a perceived need. Yet, how many people will argue and even violently fight over the perceived value of something or some idea only later have an entirely different view point or value.

quote by Sidney Madwed
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Feeling A Moment

Feeling the moment the slip away
Losing direction you're losing faith
You're wishing for someone
Feeling it all begin to slide
Am I just like you
All the things you do - can't help myself
How do you feel when there's no sun
How do you feel when rain drops come pouring down again
How do you feel when there's no one
Am I just like you
Turning to face what you've become
Bury the ashes of someone
Broken by the strain
Trying to fill that space inside
Am I just like you
All the things you do - can't help myself
How do you feel when there's no sun
How do you feel when rain drops come pouring down again
How do you feel when there's no one
Am I just like you
All the things you do
Don't ever feel
that you're alone
I'll never let you down
I'll never leave you dry
Don't fall apart
Don't let it go
Carry the motion
Carry the motion back to me
Feeling the moment the slip away
Feeling the moment the slip away
Am I just like you
How do you feel when there's no sun
How do you feel when rain drops come pouring down again
How do you feel when there's no one
Am I just like you

song performed by by Feeder
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Slipaway

I can tell that youre wild
And you love their achey smiles [? ]
And I know Im on the list to be kissed
When youre givin out the name
Of the one you want to blame
[? ? as the one you want to claim ? ? )
Youll be on the brink of tears, thats right
Could I talk you out of stayin here tonight?
Well I see that youre cute
In your viarucci [? ] suit
And your eyes have seen the shadows that you hide [? ]
I could be a little sweet
That would come off very neat
Youd be on the brink of tears, thats right
Could I talk you out of stayin here tonight?
Ive been waitin all this time
Somethins gotta change now
I get the same erratic line
Slip, slipaway now
Slip, slipaway now
Slip, slip, slip, slipaway now
Well I see that youre fast
And youre trip will never last
And I know Im on the list to be missed
Its your sentimental streak
That allows you to be meek
And youre on the brink of tears, thats right
Could I talk you out of stayin here tonight?
Ive been waitin all this time
Somethins gotta change now
I get the same erratic line
Oh slip, slipaway now
Slip, slipaway now
Slip, slip, slip, slipaway now
Slip, slipaway now
Slip, slipaway now
Slip
Thats right
Slip, slip, slip, slipaway now
All right

song performed by by Cars
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Blue Collar Workers

Blue collar workers feeling used.
And being replaced,
By a robotic hasted pace.

Blue collar workers feeling used,
And moved...
From an assembled human touch,
To programmed computers...
More effective as tools.

Blue collar workers feeling used,
And moved...
From positions that were sacrificed,
To improve what they do.
Automated are these times,
And cheap labor too!

Booted by computers that leave nothing to do,
For the blue collar workers,
Feeling used and abused.

Delete.
Don't need.
Delete.
Don't need.

Booted by computers that leave nothing to do,
For the blue collar workers,
Feeling used and abused.

Blue collar workers feeling used,
And moved...
From positions that were sacrificed,
To improve what they do.
Automated are these times,
And cheap labor too!

Delete.
Don't need.
Delete.
Don't need.

Booted by computers that leave nothing to do,
For the blue collar workers,
Feeling used and abused.

Delete.
Don't need.
Delete.
Don't need.

Blue collar workers feeling used,
And moved.

Delete.
Don't need.
Delete.
Don't need.

Blue collar workers feeling used,
And moved.
Replaced by automation,
And much cheaper labor too!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Again and again

Why droplets of emotions rundown my face
again and again it never ends
whenever I remember you, my friends
What will happen makes me insane

The feeling of excitement that brings
shivers to your voice
which lately turn out to see yourself crying
however I tried Again and again
to resist the feeling
and forget about remembering
those things...

Seeing the posts, the updates and statuses
All meant goodbyes on their purposes
Viewing pictures of past memories
Breaks the DAM reservoir of tears
and flood my face with fears
agony of not seeing again
agony that we'll never be the same

I hope We'll all remember each other, ,
all the memories we must treasure

I wish we all go forward
and reap success..
to sow the seeds of future leaders
Sampaguita High'll always be
in our hearts
forever be, forever more..

poem by Ellirie Aviles
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Hour of the Hunting

Fading seductions,
And reduced temptations...
Do not leave easy,
As we face replacements.

Habits are only bad,
If guilt is applied.
It would be nice...
To be gratified,
Without remorse at its side.

Undoing explicitness,
Is difficult to do without.
Discreeted peeks do not satisfy,
A libido that is denied...
In and outside.
With wishes to be freed,
To 'sniff' a whiff and scatter about!

And there hiding in our minds,
Is an undefined lust that grows.
And the more we try,
Losing that part of us...
Like a diet from it teases,
Until an urgency explodes!

The more the craving,
For 'it'...
Within us shows,
The hounding of the wolf!

'Where are my sunglasses?
It is the hour of the hunting,
To release some grunts! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Remember The Used

I remember the used,
The ones abused,
Beaten to depression,
Tears of pain,
Lost in confusion,
A world black of hate.

Crying tunes of hate,
The minds of the used,
Now filled with confusion,
Their lives abused,
A state of pain,
The chain of depression,

The memories of depression,
The faces of hate,
Weighed down by pain,
Beaten and used,
The ones abused,
lost in confusion.

The label of confusion,
On a plate of depression,
Given to those abused,
The planted seeds of hate,
A bush beaten and used,
The thorns of pain.

An orchestra of pain,
With notes of confusion,
A song called used,
Interments of depression,
Plays tunes of hate,
To those abused.

This me world abused,
My life a world of pain,
Memories of hate,
The smell of confusion,
The darkness of my depression,
A life used.

The path for the used and abused,
Confusion of those in depression,
The hate caused by pain.

poem by Eric Adams
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Relationships And That Kind Of Closeness

Some people are just more suitable,
Than I am...
For relationships and that kind of closeness.
Five minutes alone with anyone,
And I begin to feel paranoid.
With the feeling of the air beginning to pollute.

And 'IF' that time should extend to six minutes,
I am the one demanding a quick divorce.
Show me the papers to sign on that bottom line.
Most things I do well...
But relationships?
That 'aint' one of them!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Many Look Up To The Wealthy

Why so many respect oil barons and mining magnates
Is something I could never understand
When these people only take from Mother Nature
They foul her oceans and pollute her land.

Because of them marine and land life becoming rarer
And species becoming extinct every day
For interfering with the environment
There has to be a price as such to pay.

So many wildborn creatures near extinction
And animals and birds becoming rare
Due to deforestation and mining and oil drilling
And far too few for Nature seem to care.

So many look up to the wealthy tycoons
But somehow they do not seem to realize
That they rob Mother Nature of her beauty
Pollute the land and seas and smog the skies.

Some have become billionaires out of stealing from Mother Nature
And a most luxurious lifestyle they enjoy
Still because of them the Planet all the poorer
They pollute the land and sea and smog the sky.

Those who look up to those who defile Nature
Perhaps somehow don't seem to understand
That because of them Planet Earth all the poorer
Since they pollute the ocean and the land.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Slip Away

Friends have said to lock the door
And have an open house no more
The said the factory must change
And slowly slip away
But if i have to live in fear
Where will i get my ideas
With all those crazy people gone
Will i slowly slip away
Still there's no more billy name
Ondine is not the same
Wonton and the turtle gone
Slowly slip away
Slowly slip away
If i close the factory door
And don't see those people anymore
If i give in to infamy
I'll slowly slip away
I know it seems that friends are right
Hello daylight, goodbye night
But starlight is so quiet here
Think i'll slowly slip away
What can i do by myself
It's good to here from someone else
It's good to hear a crazy voice
Will not slip away
Will not slip away
If i have to live in fear
My ideas will slowly slip away
If i have to live in fear
I'm afraid my life will slip away
If you can't see me past my door
Why your thoughts could slowly slip away
If i have to lock the door
Another life exists no more slip away
Friends have said to lock the door
Watch out for who comes through the door
The said the factory must change
But i don't

song performed by by Lou Reed
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Seeking Something Genuine

I too have gone through that process.
Believing if things,
Would only go my way...
Everything would be okay.
And those in doubt about 'my' decisions...
Would get over it!
And so happy, ultimately, we would all be.

So confident had I been,
With my interpretation of correctness.

I too abused myself with stubbornness.
Not knowing it then...
How a foolishness can haunt one's bliss.

With a believing if things,
Would only go my way...
Raised high on shoulders a lift I'd get,
To sniff the air...
With a hearing of cheers no one could resist!

And then a snapping done cracked me back into reality.
With a receiving of a request.
It seemed a lawyer wanted me to sign divorce papers.
And to do it without protest!

Does any of this make any sense to you?
Is there something I've expressed,
Sinking in and getting through?

What you want from me...
And what is not going to happen,
Is not a consideration I am going to make.
I have said no,
To any kind of relationship!
Freaky, homo, straight or discreet.
I aint into it.
I use to be...
All of that.
But today...
None of that is where I am at!
I am seeking something genuine.

Now...
What part of 'no' do you wish to have clarified?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Foreclosed Dreams

People chased money.
And relocated their lives...
To acquire things.
Based upon materialistic values.
And what they thought,
That chase to them would bring.

And those who kept their faith...
Believing to be fools,
With impossible dreams to pursue.
Seem to be the ones more fortunate,
With less things.
Appearing to be happier...
To express an inner being.
And feeling quite pleased,
God has acknowledged their devotion.
With a gift that calms and soothes,
Dispositions.

While those feeling self obsessed...
Do their best,
To resist displaying an external anger!
With their investments in assessing others,
Passing judgements done.
Aren't as freely given today.
As much as they receive them!
In a repossession way!

And foreclosed dreams...
Leave them feeling much betrayed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: God’s Love and Scriptures- Will Not Change

The world of men, women and children, change;
Their food-habits and dressing styles may change;
Their ways of talking, walking, laughing, change;
But Bible’s words are true and never change!

Man’s outlook and his sense of values change;
The weather, climate, seasons also change;
The water of rivers and seas may change,
But Scripture’s words are true and never change!

Man’s needs in life and ambitions may change
Man’s occupations, moral values, change
Man’s goals and approaches also may change,
But Holy Scripture’s words will never change.

The devils too, their tempting tactics, change;
God’s love for man is same and will not change.

poem by John Celes
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My Heart

This song was first released on the rhymes and reasons album. it is the only album it has been released on.
I told you that i loved you
You said that is so good
I called you my darlin'
I thought i always would
But now you've gone and left me
I don't know what to do
So my little darlin'
I write these words to you
You dun stomped on my heart
And you mashed that sucker flat
You just sortta stomped on high aorta
You started going out with guys
I felt us drum apart
And every step you took
Was a stomp upon my heart
I onty hope that someday you get
Them low down blues
In some smokey honky tonk
You looked down at your shoes
You'll think about that tender heart
That you crushed beneath them soles
With your cold bustin' stompers
You left my head so full of holes
Words and music by williams

song performed by by John Denver
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As Has Been Taught

From one's observance,
It can be determined...
A true placement of values.

And what is accepted,
Needs not to be assessed...
To point out to others.
Or be heard routinely expressed.

A true placement of values,
Has been obsessed.
And obvious it is...
Needing not to be excused or confessed.
Since if it was not wished it would not exist.

From one's observance,
It can be determined...
A true placement of values.

And what is accepted,
Needs not to be assessed...
To point out to others or be expressed.
It is what it is as has been taught,
To teach and be believed to label as is revealed.

As has been taught...
These things we see to leave as is believed,
To leave within our minds without questioning but accept.

As has been taught...
These things we see to leave as is believed,
To leave within our minds without questioning but accept.

As has been taught.
As has been taught.
As has been taught...
To leave within our minds without questioning but accept,
These things we see to leave as is believed...
As has been taught.
As has been taught.
As has been taught.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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