Sold Without First Unwrapping
All that you see...
My head.
My eyes.
My lips.
My hands and arms.
My legs and feet...
Are equipped and prepared to examine.
And...yes,
Moving towards your direction.
However...
My mind,
And all that you may wish to feed it...
Is not easily bought,
To accept anything you think...
I will buy to purchase from you to sell,
As sold without first unwrapping to inspect.
Un-uh. Oh no...hand me a microscope!
I have suffered from buyer's remorse before.
This time...
I want to see dates.
Manufacturer's suggested price.
Along with shipping and handling charges,
AND testimonials from previous users.
With a count!
'And what do you take me for? '
I'll take you for the rest of my life!
But first...
Here is my check list I wish to have completed,
BEFORE I make any decision!
I am not going to rush to close any deal.
Not this time.
Is that a weave or is that natural?
'EXCUSE ME? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bought And Sold
Bought and sold.
Bought,
And sold.
Bought and sold...
As if no feelings I keep.
But deep inside I'm touched.
Nothing here is cheaply rushed.
Bought and sold...
On what to me has been told.
Not me I'm not of mush.
Nor easily crushed to dust.
Excesses on the cheapness of life,
Has made a weakness increase...
And,
Bought and sold.
Bought,
And sold.
Bought and sold.
Too many given anything.
Just to say they've gotten a piece,
To be...
Bought and sold.
Bought and sold...
On what to me has been told.
Not me I'm not of mush.
Nor easily crushed to dust.
Bought and sold...
As if no feelings I keep.
But deep inside I'm touched.
Nothing here is cheaply rushed.
Too many people take for granted and accept too easily.
To be sold,
On what they're told.
Too many people take for granted and accept too easily.
Bought and sold,
On what they're told.
Too many people take for granted and accept too easily.
To be sold,
On what they're told.
Bought and sold,
On what they're told.
Just...
To sell.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sold Me Out
I always knew that theyd get me somehow sooner or later,
But with a bullet in the head, a knife in the back,
Not a pocket calculator.
Sorry mister, youre all wiped up,
Youre all washed up,
Sold you out.
Got no dreams, got no ambition,
Cant decide, cause theres no decision,
Got no claim to any position,
Cant compete with the competition.
Youre always complaining,
Its so depressing,
But if youre old enough,
Start to confess it.
You say, you sold me out,
To get a better deal for yourself,
You sold me out,
And now we want some of your precious wealth,
Because you sold me out.
Sold me out,
Sold me out,
Sold me out.
You sold me out,
To get a better deal for yourself.
You sold me out,
And now its every man for himself.
Work all your life, put the money in the bank,
Sign on the dotted line.
Try to draw it out, the jokes on you,
Put up the empty sign.
Sorry mister, were all sold out.
Sold me out,
Sold me out,
Sold me out,
Sold me out.
You, Im talkin to you.
You sold me out,
To get a better deal for yourself.
You sold me out,
And now we want some of your precious wealth.
And sell you out,
Like you sold me out.
Are you in so deep, that you cant get out?
Got no dreams, got no ambition,
Cant decide, cause theres no decision,
Got no claim to any position,
Cant compete with the competition.
Sold me out,
Sold me out,
Sold me out,
Sold me out.
(repeat)
song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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One Is Blessed To Witness
One style.
One preference and one frame of reference.
One mindset sold to sell one concept bought.
One thought processed to stay one way,
As was taught.
And in some places still the main course to feed,
Is not meant for one life to live to-day to encourage.
Or any other day one is blessed to witness,
With two eyes and two feet with two hands to touch.
Or...
To observe to believe that one of anything,
Has not, was not or shall be 'not' on such an innovative...
And ever changing mind of The Creator.
If it was...
Many would not be able to talk,
Out of both sides of their mouths...
And at the same time without effort,
As freely as they do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whenever, Wherever
lucky you were born that far away
So we could both make fun of distance
Lucky that i love a foreign man for
The lucky fact of your existence
Baby i would climb the andes solely
To count the freckles on your body
Never could imagine there were only
Ten million ways to love somebody
Le ro lo le lo le
Le ro lo le lo le
Can't you see...i'm at your feet
Whenever, wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear
You're over, you're under
You'll never have to wonder
We can always play by ear
But that's the deal my dear
Lucky that my lips not only mumble
They spill kisses like a fountain
Lucky that my breasts are small and humble
So you don't confuse them with mountains
Lucky i have strong legs like my mother
To run for cover when i need it
And these two eyes are for no other
The day you leave will cry a river
Le ro lo le lo le
Le ro lo le lo le
At your feet...i'm at your feet
Whenever, wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear
You're over, you're under
You'll never have to wonder
We can always play by ear
But that's the deal my dear
Le ro lo le lo le
Le ro lo le lo le
We can fly, say it again
Le ro lo le lo le lo le
Tell me one more time
That you're there
Lost in my eyes
Whenever, wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear
You're over, you're under
You've got me head over heels
There's nothing left to fear
If you really feel the way i feel
Whenever, wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear
You're over, you're under
You've got me head over heels
There's nothing left to fear
If you really feel the way i feel
song performed by by Shakira
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Matter Of Decision
Id be home free if I could make up my mind,
What to do about you.
One minute I think I love you, the next Im playing the fool.
Youre such a part of me, cant tear myself away from you.
Dont care what people say, I just wanna be close.
Ive changed my mind a thousand times,
Now its a case of do or die.
Theres no more time to reason why.
Now its a matter of decision,
Why cant I make up my mind?
I cant stand this indecision,
Im going out of my mind.
The world is in such a sorry state.
In the papers, in the news.
Politicians cant see their hands from their feet,
Nobody cares about the truth.
Wish I could make the world a better place for you and me.
You always run and hide, I only wanna be close.
The teachers stuff your head with lies,
And make it hard to realize,
Whats going on, whats wrong, whats right.
Well, its a matter of decision,
We all must make a stand,
For everything that we believe in,
Every woman, every man.
Its a matter of decision.
A matter of decision, a matter of decision.
song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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No One Has To Accept New And Fresh Debts
No one has to accept new and fresh debts,
With a sitting on their front steps...
Regetting in a public display of it.
As if the giving of pity to pocket,
Is what passersby would select to pick.
Everything owed, borrowed or stolen,
Has a way of delivering a headache felt...
That is conscious with a degree of sorrow.
And...
Awaiting headaches to expect,
Is not high on the list of recommendations.
We all have at one time,
Signed away our lives on that 'bottom line'.
And that act alone,
Can not be erased by the taking of medication.
Many have overdosed on their delusions.
No one has to accept new and fresh debts,
To regret them.
However,
What is suggested...
'Before' experiencing Buyer's Remorse,
Is to plan in advance a mental evacuation route to take.
Yes!
Enjoy the temporary break away from that self hate.
With a rescheduled date...
To return to self loathing much later.
But in the meantime just celebrate the taste,
Of living beyond what can be afforded.
Everyone does it.
No one has to accept new and fresh debts,
To regret them.
Know that this predicament,
Is as common as being teased by the necessity...
Of wishing for needless greed to feed.
And repaying for the deed in increments,
When the funds presented become available.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Treasured First Time
I'll put on the box of memories
My first time to say 'I love you, Ma and Pa'
My first time to open my eyes in this world
My first time to cry breathlessly
I'll put on the box of learnings
My first time to feel the so-called 'Love'
My first time to accept God
My first time to ask forgiveness
I'll put on the box of success
My first time to stand on my own
My first time to celebrate victory
My first time to earn money
I'll put on the box of overcomings
My first time to feel broken-hearted
My first time to lose my direction
My first time to feel like discriminated
Until the day I close my book
I could have a great look
Once in my time
I have just completed my boxes of lifetime
poem by Sheldon Allen Saluta
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Regret
Regret is the way we feel
when life starts getting us down.
We think of things we should have done
or things we should have said.
We regret not to have taken the time
to live our lives to the full
and realise our full potential.
We are always in such a rush
we rarely hear an infant cry.
To counter act these things
that all of us sometimes do
we fill ourselves with remorse and regret.
It is worse when time rushes by
and everything has gone,
it is then we examine our lives
to see what went wrong.
Therefore, as you read this through,
stop and take a minute or two.
To look around at your life
and look more closely at all the things
that are of real value to you,
your friends and family.
Then turn your life around
to spend more time with them.
Everything else will be there tomorrow,
but will your family and friends.
Appreciate them more
because life is short
and there is never
any real certainty there.
So stop now and examine
the real priorities in your life,
lest you live the rest of it
with remorse and regret.
(8 November 2007)
poem by David Harris
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In The Midst Of An Emergency
If the issues you have,
Only center around you and your way of life.
And how you have decided to live...
Why are your expectations as to how I should re-act,
With the knowing of that...
Should come to upset you with disappointment?
When was the last time you listened to anything I suggested?
And calling 911 to your home to taste an overbaked chicken,
I don't consider as being urgent.
I don't.
Maybe many others do.
But I don't.
And know this,
Your previous 'crisis' before that one...
Was, in fact, my last.
Especially when you expected me to cancel my dentist appointment.
To declare yourself to be in the midst of an emergency,
Only to admit a need to rush to the mall...
To purchase a pair of shoes you saw advertised on sale.
You don't realize just how petty and trivial the living of your life is,
Do you?
You don't realize at all others exist to experience more of life,
To witness...
Do you?
Who put that self importance in your head for it to clog?
Who did that to you?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Elevator
Doors open
Doors close
The relieving sound dings
The bell rings
Button pressed
Emotion expressed
Innocence left on the top
Common sense? We think we got a lot
Suddenly it starts
Scary at first
Then it becomes normal you don't even know
Evil everywhere
Keep on moving
Ding
Ring
Ding
It keeps ringing
Going down
Can't feel it anymore
Motion becomes one with soul
Soul becomes one with environment
You're different
Ding
Ring
It keeps ringing
Going down
Just keep moving
You won't feel it
Just keep moving, you won't feel a thing
Ding
Ring
It keeps ringing
Going down
Constant motion
Becomes a constant life
Ding
Ring
It keeps ringing
Going down
Stopping
Ding
Ring
You've gotten a rush
Nothing to say a sensation in your legs and then hush
How did you get here?
It didn't seem like you were moving until you stopped
Didn't seem like anything was wrong
Constant
Motion
Darkness
This isn't what you were made for
Blinding light
Who's that?
Nowhere to hide from the light
Can't find anymore darkness
My legs
I've moved so far
I can't go back
I didn't feel it
Blinding light
You'll be accepted
Come
I can't face my fears
I can't do this.... tears
Blinding light
...
The sensation is back
Ding
Ring
Moving again
Same rush
Maybe different
Ding
Ring
Moving again
Don't feel the motion anymore
Getting used to this
This is what I'm made for
Ding
Ring
Moving again
Just keep on going
Closer to the light
Blinding light
You are loved
Ding
Ring
Moving again
Too much is happening in life
Blinding light
Share the love
Share the light
Save them from the elevator
Ding
Ring
Moving again
Blinding light
I will give you strength
I will give you words
I will give you love
I will give you life
I will give you hope
Ding
Ring
It's time to go back down
Sensation in my legs
Rush
such a rush
But getting used to it
This time can feel the movement
This time I'm empowered
Ding
Ring
Going down
Can't get jaded to the movement
Gotta go all the way down without losing you
Blinding light
I'm with you
Even to the ends of the earth
Ding
Ring
Going down
Was it always this dark here?
How do these people not feel this motion
Was I chosen?
Can I do this?
Ding
Ring
Going down
Blinding light
I will give you all that you need, simply seek me
Now go forth and share what you know of the movement
Ding
Ring
Going down
They don't believe they're moving
But look I can see their destruction
Ding
Ring
Going down
You are the light down
Ding
Ring
This is where you've been sent
Ding
Ring
Doors open
Doors close
It's a new world because you've got new eyes
I'll tell them all that we're moving
Because it's the scary paradox
That within the motion itself
It is not felt but afterwards in a sudden rush
We all become conscious of how far we've fallen
That's the rush in your legs
That's
The blinding light
poem by David Knox
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An Ambassador's Prayer
Lord, please tune my ears so that they may hear
Words spoken by you that I count so dear
Then open my eyes so that they may see
Opportunities for You to work through me
Walk close to me throughout this coming week
And may my lips to all of Your love speak
And please equip my hands to reach and do
Some small work of love and kindness for You
Oh Lord, May these arms of mine by Your grace
through Your great love some struggling soul embrace
Then upon my legs place such willing feet
That walk close to You as others I greet
Blessed Holy Spirit make me I pray
An ambassador for my Lord this day
So that others may look at me and see
The beauty of Jesus shining through me
My Way Or The Highway...
Should I start this song off with a question?
Or should I say what's on my mind.
(Add a cello here to add a sad impression)
Cause I'm not looking forward to leaving my friends all behind.
I didn't vote (though I'm not proud),
cause I'm Canadian, and I'm not allowed.
Give it a go or throw in the towel.
Stand all alone or swim through the crowd.
No one around to help you decide.
It's time to make up your mind.
It's time to make up your mind.
Chours:
By the wayside we fell.
He said, "It's my way or the highway to hell."
It's your decision, choose it well.
He said, "It's my way or the highway to hell."
(repeat)
Decisions we make; life's an election.
Precision we take, seeking direction.
But there's so many lies.
Unsure where we can look.
But, we've got a guide-a really thick handbook.
No one around to help you decide
It's time to make up your mind.
It's time to make up your mind.
Chorus
Are you with me or against me?
Noticed you're sitting on the fence.
We wondered why you're not cut and dry.
You got to choose our side and live,
or their side and die.
Which hand holds your soul?
Do you want to guess one?
If that scares you to death, may that be your lesson.
It's your decision, make it the best one.
And should I end this song off with a question?
song performed by by Relient K
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A change to adapt
Life is awakened to new wishes
As the sun rays rushes
New things with new concept
I am ready to change and adopt
As the day may start to rise slowly
The mind will be occupied wholly
The powerful thrust made in the direction
The result is awaited with full throttle action
Not to worry about result or action there
The another drive is prepared to rush somewhere
All hectic activities for not losing the precious time
The mission is kept before eyes with full aim
The body is tiring out and wants some rest
As the legs are stretched and mind thinks for the best
Not a moment is wasted but given a little respite
More areas to open with strong urge and appetite
As the evening may be setting in few hours
The next plan may be prepared for long tours
What areas to be brought under control and supervision
The analytical study with far sight and long vision
The seeds are sown and now wait for rain drops
Next strategy or plan if any problem crops
Emergency or contingency plan for bale out and rescue
Enough of concentration on subjects if it is due
It is time to pack and preparation for departure
All worries locked in safe and no worry for future
Whole energy is focused for making it sure
The family to be surprised for making it doubly assured
The evening has to be made pleasant
Nothing should be missing or felt as absent
It has to be cheerful as was the start of the day
The struggle has been made to find the way
Nice dinner with little evening walk
Full relaxation and no more talk
Some gossips with playing children
Day to end nicely in silence zone
Mind may not rest that easily
As day was passed very happily
Nothing impeded the very good start
It was handled well with tact and art
Still mind is devil’s workshop
It is full of high rise and hopes
It will not end with little success
Finding out option for full access
Nothing is stored of previous day
Absolutely clear state of mind to find new way
Toiling whole day for new hope
Try to reach new height even with slope
Plus minus game in the night
Complete rest without any fight
Just to surrender Him and rest
Hope to rise again to deliver the best
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Our First Time
We were young kids just learning about life.
But we found we had deep rooted feelings for one another
As we met to get together for the very first time
we gave each other a pecked kiss (our first)
We pulled each other close, and our hands held each others arms.
As we looked into each others eyes, there was a passion
Beginning to rise.
Our mouths joined together and we started experimenting
Our very first French kiss.
We felt our blood boiling to a high crescendo, and then
Crashing down like the waves against the shores.
Our mouths searching hungrily for more.
The kiss lasting for a few minutes, and the passion
And excitement taking control.
Finally I pulled away from her warm, soft, sensuous lips
And we stared into each others eyes again.
She slowly took her hands from my arms and started
To unbutton my shirt while looking me in the eyes.
My heart was pounding even faster now, as she took
Off my shirt, dropping it to the ground.
I in turn did the same thing to her blouse, removing it from her body.
She then removed my t- shirt leaving me bare chested.
I took off her bra, and we pulled each other closer
Where our chests were touching, and the heat and passion
Made us become as one.
I then unbuttoned her slacks, and let them dropp to her ankles
And started to remove them slowly.
She in turn did the same to me.
We looked at each other in our under wears and pulled
Each other close again.
Feelings and emotions that we never experienced before
Started to fill every part of our beings.
The blood pulsating thru our veins felt as if it was on fire.
Our hand caressing each other, exploring ever so gently.
Our lips joined together again in a kiss of passion and delight.
It was becoming harder to control our desires, and
The need for fulfillment.
I put my thumbs on the sides of her under wear and slowly lowered them to her feet, and removed them.
She did the same to me, slowly removing mine and taking them off.
Again! We embraced as our bodies became as one, moving
In unison in a slow moving rhythm.
Our loins on fire, burning with desire.
I lowered her to the ground as I continued looking into her eyes
And then I positioned myself above her in anticipation
Of entering her body and soul.
My blood to a boiling point, and my head feeling like
It was about to burst. I felt my legs and arms trembling
As I started to lower myself down and as I *****I *****
I woke up from this dream. A DREAM!
Ha-ha -life can be bad.
poem by Louis Rams
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Lonely Tear
I close my eyes and you are there
As you stand in front of me
I reach out my hand to hold you
As you have set my soul and mind free
You then give me a smile and then a kiss
And now my heart and soul is on fire
I tremble and shake with thoughts only of you
My heart is full of want and your desire.
You then close your eyes and walk towards me
We then kiss with both passion and need
You gave me what I want I gave you what you have
To each other our passions we will feed.
You then step away to show me who you are
I ravish you with my hands and eyes
I then caress your breasts and touch your lips
Once again I am a man deep inside.
You turn around just one more time
To prove to me that your the woman for me
I take a deep breath it explodes in my soul
My soul and mind of all other women is free.
You take me by the hand and lead me to our bed
We lay down together with you at my side
Your head is on my chest and my hands in your hair
My passion for you for this night I will not hide.
You then make me a man I can barely stand
I look at you as you are covered with silk and lace
We then kiss again you’re my lover and friend
As I can see the pleasure upon your face.
I open my eyes and now you are gone
And sadly it was a dream you are no longer here
I now forget the passion and the words I had spoke
Now I walk away alone, with one lonely tear.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Make Me Rich
Purchase purchase buy buy
Purchase purchase buy buy
Purchase purchase buy buy
Purchase purchase buy buy.
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
'Horns and tambourines'
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
'Congas'
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
' And to the bridge'
Purchase purchase buy buy
Purchase purchase buy buy
Purchase purchase buy buy
Purchase purchase buy buy.
'Lead/background singers and violins,
With bass! And give it...'
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
'YES...'
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
(Purchase purchase buy buy)
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The One That Opened Your Eyes
Look!
Here is the real deal.
Listen up.
Nothing...
Is going to return back to where it was.
Nothing...
Is going to be reset to a time,
When you found your life
Without direction, purpose or meaning.
You lived to feed a greed you fed!
That was it!
But 'nothing' is going to return,
For those days to be revisited!
It does not matter who wins to sit in what seat,
In what colored house!
And 'where' that house is located.
Look!
Here is the real deal.
Listen up.
Nothing...
Is going to return back to where it was.
Nothing...
Is going to be reset to a time,
When you found your life
Without direction, purpose or meaning.
You lived to feed a greed you fed!
That was it!
But 'nothing' is going to return,
For those days to be revisited!
It does not matter who wins to sit in what seat,
In what colored house!
And 'where' that house is located.
You got that?
That's called a reality check.
Forget what happened yesterday.
You are about to embark on a journey,
You will remember...
As the one that opened your eyes!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why Do I Keep My Head Up?
Why do I keep my head up?
And my eyes looking forward?
It is an incentive I use,
To keep moving my feet.
And not allow my knees,
To touch the ground.
With an exercising done to my legs.
There was a time,
When I just used my knees...
For the purposes of begging.
Now with my feet moving...
After learning I could walk on them,
It is remarkable the countless opportunities...
I never knew existed I have discovered.
'I do miss the 'old' you.'
I can understand that.
But I felt very uncomfortable on my knees.
And I knew there had to be something else to do,
Since I had done that a little too well.
I needed to be challenged on a regular basis.
And then one day it dawned on me to get up on my feet.
And feel them below me moving.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Buyer's Remorse
Buyer beware.
What you see,
Isn't what you always get.
That has been known.
But not always shown to reflect.
Now...
If we can only get you to listen,
And compare that to the rotten apples
You've been sold decade after decade...
There 'might' be some progress,
Instead of buyer's remorse...
You've been too comfortable to accept.
To later express regret!
With medical prescriptions,
Sought that are the best.
How does one get rid of an addiction,
To receiving disappointment...
That does not cure these afflictions?
How does that happen?
A change in routine...
That creates a different more meaningful scene.
That hasn't been figured out yet!
Since being duped,
Is what most look forward to get!
But an awakening 'has' to come.
That's the only thing that hasn't been done,
By some!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Reluctance To Comprehend Basic Concepts
To express ignorance these days,
Is not suggested...
For someone equipped with common sense,
And accessible intelligence.
The kind expressed and understood.
Anyone focused on speaking above one's head,
Has already shown a reluctance to comprehend...
Basic concepts.
And that is revealed the moment their mouths open,
With the first word spoken to impress.
And the words that follow next,
Are remarkably more hollow.
With nothing to digest from the emptiness.
And disconnected is the mind from the lips.
As observed by anyone's eyes consciously witnessing this.
To express ignorance these days,
Is not suggested...
For someone equipped with common sense,
And accessible intelligence.
The kind expressed and understood.
But then again...
To do this and not offend.
And be able to fit in without attracting attention,
Is a gift that comes with unlimited potential!
And one that is given with blessings,
That amazingly goes unnoticed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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