Spiced With Choice Ingredients
Feasting on ethnic heat I feed.
Spiced with choice ingredients!
Disqualified I'm declared...
To breathe air my birthright brings.
How foolish these things swing back and forth
In the minds of those
Discouraged by my lack of subservience!
My ancestors did not wilfully play in bondage!
Not of my blood.
Not of my composed heritage,
That leaves me here today with dues paid!
You 'may' criticize my stance and flair for life!
That's just the tip of my arrogance!
I don't owe you anything...
And that's the joy I have!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Get Ethnic
(rap:)
Lying here in the sun just trying to get a tan
Trying to find a look to go with the plan
Everyones different
Everyones go their thing
Spinman give me a rhythm...swing, swing
You dont have to dance alone
You get on the floor and make yourself at home
Do anything you want to do
Its alright... its all up to you
(ethnic chorus):
It doesnt matter what skin youre in
Baby let the groove begin
Get ethnic...all day
Get ethnic...all night
gonna chill and ride the day out
People let me tell you what its all about
Get ethnic...all day
Get ethnic...all night long
(talk):
Walk my way!!!
Talk my way!!!
This is a new direction
Were gonna take it to the street
Spinman throw down a funky beat
Ooh sweet
Dont really care where you come from
You may move to a different drum
Jump right in and take you place
Were all part of the human race
(ethnic chorus):
Like you mama do
And your daddy too
Its an attitude
(ethnic chorus x 2):
Everybodys different
And we all have a song to sing
Spinman do your rhythm thing...swing...swing
Spinman do your rhythm thing...swing...swing
(ethnic chorus):
Cmon cmon baby
Smooth me out
Smooth me out
(chant fade).
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Somebody Out There
Who cares what I'm gonna do
Without you, without you
Who cares if I blow a few
Without you, without you
I go run after dark
I know you heard it all before
I'm doing fine without you
On my own
What do you expect of me
You used to run, used to be
Got my own life without you
(Now I know)
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
And black and blue
And so confused
There's somebody out there
And so a few are born to lose
Getting me nowhere
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
Who cares what you're gonna be
You're without me, you're without me
Who cares if you're coming clean?
You're without me, you're without me
You go run after dark
I think I heard it all before
I'm doing fine without you
(On my own)
What am I supposed to say
I'm used to all the games you play
I'm doing all right without you
(Now I know)
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
And black and blue
And so confused
There's somebody out there
And all of you are born to lose
Getting me nowhere
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
It's been weighing on my mind
And taking up my day
Then I opened up my eyes
Nothing left to say
I wanna take the time to find
Can you help me on my way
So if you push me down in time
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
And black and blue
And so confused
There's somebody out there
And all of you are born to lose
Getting me nowhere
I've made it through
I paid my dues
There's somebody out there
There's somebody out there
There's somebody out there
song performed by by Holly Valance
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There Is No Need to Be Discouraged By This
No matter what it is you may do,
You are going to meet...
With someone's disapproval.
And there is no need to be discouraged,
By this.
A higher relationship with consciousness,
Approaches.
People don't have to know you!
See you or come in contact...
For their entire lives.
Just to know you exist for some,
Who are ready to dismiss you...
Like a piece of chewing gum,
Is enough to piss them off.
Some folks have been nurtured,
To perceive themselves as having territorial rights.
No matter how united,
States of minds should be!
Because they believe with simple sensibilities,
The air that is free for all of us to breathe...
Has some who are inhaling,
Exhaling without their approval sought.
And someone from the time they were born,
Fed them this impression.
And has led them to the 'Wall of Instability'
For reasons to give them a purpose to live.
With feelings they 'must' defeat,
And conquer over their own insecurities.
Assigned in their minds,
To arrogance and self importance.
No matter how united,
States of minds should be!
There are those who believe,
With simple sensibilities...
The air that is free for all of us to breathe...
Has to meet with their inhaling and exhaling approval.
And they will poison it with conflict,
If they have to protect their interests...
At any cost as witnessed.
However...
There is no need to get discouraged,
By this.
A higher relationship with consciousness,
Approaches.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Obedient To Subservience
Obedient to subservience,
Was not intended for all to experience...
To enslave with materialistic wishes dreamed.
A subservience inflicted had been intended to restrict,
Those teased although strickly limited.
And yet today,
The ones who stood in the way to delay and prevent...
Opportunities meant for everyone,
To taste...
Have been from them taken away.
Obedient to subservience,
Was not intended for all to experience...
To enslave with materialistic wishes dreamed.
But those who insisted to exclusively greed,
Have discovered they regret such a selfish need to feed.
Obedient to subservience,
Has come to open the eyes of those self serving...
With an overwhelming permanance,
That exposes a blindness hindsight can not remove.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Happy Blues
We want to leave you happy
Dont want to leave you sad
We want to leave you happy
Dont want to leave you sad
Want to sing some blues
But dont want to sing them bad
Roy wailed for you
He wailed the blues tonight
Roy wailed for you
He wailed the blues tonight
He wailed, he wailed, he wailed em just right
He talked about a mean woman
Oh what a woman was she
Talked about a mean woman
What a woman was she
Ive got my chance to talk about a man
Ill talk about he
He was good to me
He was good
He was good to me
Whoa, so good
I dont know much about the blues
But I know somewhere
Theres a little bit of soul in ella
Theres a little bit of soul in me
Theres a little bit of soul in ella
Theres a little bit of soul in me
Oh somewhere down the line
Ive had misery
Every woman gets misery
Every woman is crying
Every woman has misery
Every woman is crying
Crying bout a man
And the way he did her wrong
I had one too
I had one too
I had one too
I had one too
He did me wrong, but what did I do
I picked up and took patoot
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I want to go out swinging
Swinging the blues tonight
Dont want to talk about mack the knife
Dont want to talk about the snuffing
Just want to have fun talking about
Things that make you happy
Snappy happy happy snappy, thats me
Joe williams sang the blues tune
He talked about his woman
Joe williams sang the blues tune
He talked about his woman
Everybody, everybody pays those dues
Have you paid your dues
Have you paid your dues
Have you paid your dues
Have you paid your dues
Everybody, somewhere along the line is paying some dues
Dues, one and two
Dues, doesnt matter nothing
Dues, three and four
Dues, maybe more, thats all right
Youre still paying dues
So lets stay happy, happy, happy
Lets stay happy
Go swinging out, swinging out, swinging out
Singing the blues
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Its been a wonderful night tonight
Yes, its been nice
One more chorus, just for you
I thank you daddy, for coming out
I thank you people, for coming out
Cause somewhere along the line, everyone will want to shout
I want to shout
Shout about my troubles
I want to shout
Shout about my troubles
Like you Ive paid the dues
And Ive got double trouble
Come on, lets stay happy
Come on, clap, lets stay happy
Lets sing the happy blues
No more sad dues
I am happy you are happy too
I am happy you are happy too
So lets go out with the blues thats swinging
Like count basie, swing on
Like count basie, swing on
Like count basie, swing on
Like count basie, swing on
Swing on, swing out tonight
Hey now
Hey now
Hey now
Right on now, with that soul
Cmon everybody
Cmon and say right on
I said right on
I said right on
Right on
Right on
Right on
Right on
Right on
Get with it, yeah
Get with it, yeah
Get with it, yeah
Get with it, yeah
Get with it
Get with it
Get with it, cmon
Lets make you happy
Happy
Ive sung these blues, and Im through
Cause I dont know what Im singing about
I dont know what Im singing about
With this happy music
This happy music
So Id better leave while Im happy
And say good night to you
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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The Ever Changing Profile
No matter who interprets reality,
With highlighted dots...
Or colored crayons used,
To achieve an understanding.
We are a product of our isolated environments.
Be they an ethnic mix.
Or separated by choice of racist comforts...
Paraded through streets,
To honor one's heritage.
When we are given reason to celebrate...
During one of those monthly ethnic weeks.
And that ignorance that divides us all...
Is the same ignorance we defend,
When our delusions of who we are,
And those standards we value...
Are offended.
Depending on how those insults are delivered.
And by whom.
And whatever those ties we keep,
Belonging to ancestors romanticized,
Who had little or nothing to do...
With the polluting of today's atmosphere,
Is kept glamorized.
We are fine with keeping them as our heroes.
And hopefully we pray with faith,
They are not looking down upon us...
With eyes spying.
Observing us lose our tempers,
With tremendous rudeness...
As we together stand in unity,
In a crowded fast food restaurant,
Hoping what has been ordered...
Doesn't take too much longer,
Before we get to eat it.
Without a single thought,
Of being threatened by terrorists...
To cross our minds.
Until we all are reminded by the media...
Our treasured lifestyle is so envied,
We must be alerted to take pre-caution.
And this we do...
As we wonder while munching,
And sipping on diet soft drinks...
Which one of us fits,
The ever changing profile...
Of a lunatic!
'Why are you carrying that huge book around? '
~This is my collection of the different looks of terrorists.
Everyday I need to updat it,
To keep abreast of who will be depicted as one next.~
'They have the best 'fries' here.'
~I agree.~
'Do you have a recent picture of Bin Laden? '
~No, not yet.
I am waiting for his next video release.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Wished Upon My Life Today
I wished upon my life today
I wean upon my life today
I bet upon my life today
I borrowed upon my life today
I feasted upon my life today
I fell upon my life today
I paid upon my life today
I plead upon my life today
I frowned upon my life today
I flew upon my life today
I smoked upon my life today
I shitted upon my life today
I pissed upon my life today
I pass upon my life today
I sneezed upon my life today
I sneaked upon my life today
I asked upon my life today
I ate upon my life today
I wept upon my life today
I won upon my life today.
I prayed upon my life today.
poem by David E. Patton
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An Eclectic Approach That Is Adorned
Tribalistic?
Oh yes.
I wish I could address,
Every aspect of my heritage.
To represent each of my ancestors.
In fact...
My pride,
Can be best described...
As arrogance.
But that's okay!
As long as something about me,
Is displayed to expose my dignity.
Eccentric it may be,
In my willingness to have it presented.
With an eclectic approach that is adorned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Grips Of Tough Times
In the grips of tough times,
It's hard to hold back...
From gritting on teeth.
It's even more difficult to be real nice...
To someone seeing life,
Sugared and spiced.
In the grips of tough times,
Childish minds can much annoy.
And giving this attention can cause a big riff,
When an immaturity is involved in it.
In the grips of tough times,
It takes a lot to find peace of mind.
But if it means leaving petty scenes,
Don't waste a dime or the time leaving this behind.
In the grips of tough times,
It's hard to hold back...
From gritting on teeth.
It's even more difficult to be real nice...
To someone seeing life,
Sugared and spiced.
In the grips of tough times,
Don't be seduced to play the fool somebody uses.
No!
In the grips of tough times,
Don't be seduced to play the fool somebody uses.
No!
In the grips of tough times,
Don't be seduced to play the fool somebody uses.
Don't be seduced to play the fool somebody uses.
No!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People say, You paid your dues, but I never paid any dues. It's always been a great trip.
quote by Richard Donner
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Sonnet: To an Absconded Child
Come back, come back, come back my little child;
The love we bear for you is always to true;
The world is bad; Thou art a Lamb so mild;
Come back, come back and start your life anew!
In anger, people may do foolish things;
The home’s the best one place on earth, you know;
Don’t o’er-react to problems life just brings;
Don’t feel ashamed or guilty anyhow.
Not one of us bears hatred towards you;
We love you much and cannot miss you long;
How can we eat or sleep or our work do?
Come back, come back come back, let’s sing a song.
Oh, without you, gone is our life’s sunshine;
Come back; don’t hesitate; things will be fine.
6-29-2001
poem by John Celes
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Sorrow, Grief and Sadness
Sorrow, grief and sadness
The ingredients of life in the world of today
Somehow and somewhere, someone is sad and unhappy
Due to the cruelty of this world, due to the proudness of the people
Value of the individual's is measured with the scale of someone's success
Not with the inner beauty of the person, but with the external beauty
Words are important but they shines more when someone knows how to play with them
And forced others to orbit around those words
Until our life stops or we finished it by our self
Sorrow, grief and sadness
The ingredients of life in the world of today..
poem by Talat Jehan
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I Chose Hope
I chose to hope again today
To believe in beauty,
In sunsets,
In the rain
I chose to laugh again
To dream,
To dance
And to sing with abandonment
I chose joy instead of despair
Smiles instead of many tears
Colors replaced the dull
And a rainbow filled my vision
When all around me I could not see
And when the coffee was toxin in my blood
When the world was full of trouble and nothing else
I chose hope
Hope discovered,
For a while undecided
Hope now declared
Hope
I chose to dream of a better day
To wish for things unseen
To search for the unimaginable
I chose to place my hope above
Hope not in mans strength or ability
Not in political systems,
in racial tribalisms,
in ethnic loyalties
Birthed out of a love that endures all things,
I chose hope that never fails
Hope for today and hope for tomorrow
I chose hope
poem by Jessica Nobubele Frame
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Honest Work
Im not afraid to bend my back
Im not afraid of dirt
But how I fear the things I do
For lack of honest work
My family is lost to me
They could not bear the hurt
To see the state their boy is in
For lack of honest work
I hold no blame for anyone
twas I who did arrange
To pay my union dues so id
Not have to learn or change
And when I was replaced, twas i
Who started down the hill
And drank away my savings til
I couldnt stop myself
The prophets of a brave new world
Captains of industry
Have visions grand and great designs
But none have room for me
They see a world where everyone
Is rich and smart and young
But if I live to see such things
Too late for me they come
I know Im not the only one
To fall beneath the wheel
Such company can not assuage
The loneliness I feel
So many are resigned to be
Societys debris
But I will be remembered for
The life life took from me
For Im not afraid to bend my back
Im not afraid of dirt
But how I fear the things I do
For lack of honest work
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Today I Died Again
The human drum
Beats a rhythm of life
The clothes he wears
Date back to the war
He talks alot
Often to himself
She dont say much
Just cuts his hair
She cant remember
Before the heat
He cant remember
His wifes christian name
Paint me a picture
Towers in sand
America can fall
Today I died again
I died again
I died today
Today I died again
I died again
I died today
Back to a year
Back to a youth
Of men in church and drug cabarets
Is this the age
Of empires and dance
Oh what a world
Oh what a world
She cant remember
Before this heat
He cant remember
His wifes christian name
Paint me a picture
Bodies in sand
Presidents can fall
Today I died again
I died again
I died today
Today I died again
I died again
I died today
Lyrics : j kerr music : simple minds (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Oh Bondage Up Yours
Some people think little girls
Should be seen and not heard
But I think, Oh Bondage, Up Yours!
One, Two, Three, Four
Bind me tie me
Chain me to the wall
I wanna be a slave
To you all
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Chain-store chain-smoke
I consume you all
Chain-gang chain-mail
I don't think at all
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Thrash me crash me
Beat me till I fall
I wanna be a victim
For you all
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Bind me tie me
Chain me to the wall
I wanna be a slave
To you all
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Bind me tie me
Chain me to the wall
I wanna be a slave
To you all
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
Oh bondage up yours
Oh bondage no more
song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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Troubled By The Way We Came Togheter
From hand to hand you bought and sold,
Blood is the shield against the weather,
Became a stone for fear of being melted,
Troubled from the day we came together.
When you recover, from yesterdays low,
Tue slave to traction of pleasure,
I collect the embers as I watch you grow,
You left along the way we came together.
As you breathe, as you breathe into life
You will lead, you will lead,
As you stray, as you stray far from home,
I will believe, I will believe.
Flames of love immerse you,
Cradle and coerce you,
Shadows over on the place you play,
Names of love we mind along the way,
Seem shallowed by the way we came together.
My heart carries on,
But my head knows better,
Troubled by the way we came together.
As you breathe, as you breathe into life
You will lead, you will lead,
As you stray, as you stray far from home,
I will believe, I will believe.
cause you are here today, and gone tomorrow,
Basking in the fields of never never,
You wanted today, oh but I wanted forever,
Troubled by the way we came together.
My heart carries on,
But my head knows better,
Troubled by the way we came together.
As you breathe, as you breathe into life
You will lead, you will lead,
As you stray, as you stray far from home,
I will believe, I will believe.
cause you are here today,
And gone tomorrow...
song performed by by Natalie Imbruglia
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Troubled By The Way / We Came Together
From hand to hand you bought and sold
Blood is the shield against the weather
Became a stone for fear of being melted
Trouble from the day we came together
When you recover, from yesterdays low
True slave to traction of pleasure
I collect the embers as I watch you grow
You left along the way we came together
As you breathe as you breathe it to life
You will lead, you will lead
As you stray as you star far from home
I will believe I will believe
Flames of love immerse you
Cradle and coerce you
Shadows overrun the place you play
Names of love remind along the way
Seems shallowed by the way we came together
My heart carries on, mmm
But my head knows better
Troubled by the way we came together
As you breathe, as you breathe it to life
You will lead, you will lead
As you stray as you stray far from home
I will believe, I will believe
Cause you are here today, and gone tomorrow
Basking in the fields of never never
You wanted today, mmm but I wanted forever
Troubled by the way we came together
My heart carries on, mmm
But my head knows better
Troubled by the way we came together
As you breathe as you breathe it to life
You will lead, you will lead
As you stray, as you stray far from home
I will believe, I will believe
Cause you are here today
And gone tomorrow
song performed by by Natalie Imbruglia
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Few and Far Between
Preferring subservience,
Over self determination...
Feeds those begging,
To be seen with appetites...
Under spotlight.
Telling tales of struggles.
For a fee paid!
During the short celebrated days,
Of Black History Month.
An enhancement done,
Of an identity with committment...
Ignoring and resisting resentment,
Takes self assurance.
And a freedom felt...
No one can deny,
By the raising of an eyebrow.
Feared by those wishing to please,
And entertain as appointed.
Commissioned to deliver,
Minutes of guilt freeing reflections.
But those who are aware and know themselves,
With minds untethered or locked in chains...
Pierce through empty promises,
To be acknowledge when these attractions dim.
Goldleaf wishes to adorn 'wings'
In a glorified afterlife with a halo glowed...
May be in the eyes of those,
Hoping to gain favor.
However...
Those who do not 'trip' like this.
And not conflicted as to who they are...
Are few,
And far...
Between!
Those who are aware and know themselves...
Do not need these scenes,
To manifest their ambitions to reach for greatness,
Beyond the limits of staged sterotypes.
OR delight in such paid performances...
To then select from donated boxed meals.
'If you are going to feed me 'anything'...
Feed me your respect! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The color of the dream
dreams are made of color, according to one own perception
and experience, neither each dream are just a simple one,
nay, it is only a fruit of illusion or a product of hallucination,
but the fact remain, that it is always a part our life
in dream, our imagination creates, the things that we want too,
the impossible becomes a reality to grasp, the satisfaction, that
brings and leads us to achieve the things we dream off, it is
the end where our commitment begins
so real, that each parts of the body move, to concretize, what we
aim for in life, it might be impossible but the minds that initiate,
has made everything making the best of it, possible to exist,
a fulfillment that the body, the soul has come to join in force, to
satisfy the illusion of the mind
in our life, all are just started in dream, the future of our existence,
are pattern in this kind of imagination, a concept, a notion that
comes to being, a creation of God, that until today the fulfillment
has yet to come, when everything will be done in his own purpose
and destiny
we will never be perfected our dream until we give meaning of
what we share, we lend, we take, and live, each of us has to
make our dream, according to what is pleasing in our sight, it
is a call to paint our work for this end product of beauty will brings
us to the creation of the one who give and thought our eyes to
create our own dream ,
our being, is the most perfect ingredients in the color of our dream
for in every drops of stroke of brush, the elements of harmony,
create, the beauty of our existence in this wonderful universe, making
the creation prefect, a fulfillment of the promise of God
dream as you wish, live as you create, paint it with different color,
for only in painting your life will shined, and emulate other to light
the true meaning of the wonder of creation of life
' be an ingredients of color for others to dream '
poem by Antonio Liao
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