Spirit To Win
Having a spirit to win,
Has to be consistent.
And kept relentless is the drive,
That separates the doer...
From those who do less.
But yet decide in their minds,
That a making an attempt...
Meant,
Is not worth the effort to try.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tried To Be True
From baby to best with no second test
These little storms destroy you
Here is the fame they promised to give you
Taking the place of my hand now
Well did you try to be true
What separates me from you now
What separates me from you
Did you borrow the soul
The soul that you sell now
What does your conscience tell you
Where are the demons
Of your desires
Why does my love destroy you
I said I tried to be true
What separates me from you now
(what separates me from you now)
I said I tried, tried to be true
What separates me from you now
(what separates me from you now)
What separates me from you
(what separates me from you now)
I think its you now
Tell me where is the fame
Where is the fortune
Where is the world that denies you
Who is to blame
When my heart finally forfeits
To a road that will only misguide you
Well did we try to be true
What separates me from you now
(what separates me from you now)
Oh did we try, try to be true
(what separates me from you now)
(what separates me from you now)
It separates me from you now
(what separates me from you now)
It separates me from you
(what separates me from you now)
Its you
Baby
Yeah I bought my love a hunger
(I tried, tried to be true)
More precious than a stone
(I tried, tried to be true)
(where is the world that denies you)
All these fatal flowers
(I tried, tried to be true)
(where is the world that denies you)
Did I misguide you?
(tried to be true)
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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As If Invisible
There is nothing done,
In front of their faces...
Or heard coming from behind their backs,
Can they say with convincing eye contact...
They were not aware of or did not know.
They can,
However...
Name it something else,
To leave as is...
But it is as it shows.
By the ones awakened,
Without their minds closed.
If they with their minds closed,
Had been hit by a truck...
And could not get up,
They would lay there and not be helped.
As if invisible,
By everyone else...
With familiar and similar mindsets.
From Sunrise to Sunset.
But if they are pricked and felt a pinch,
They would then exclaim...
Someone has made an attempt,
To threaten their lives.
Even though they could not identify...
Who or why the doer would do this.
Although they then would know...
Something was felt to complain about.
Something they still could not describe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So what we have tried to do in our later buildings is to try to be completely consistent, as a painter is consistent or as a sculptor is consistent. Architecture also must be very consistent.
quote by Minoru Yamasaki
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With A Slacking Done To Piggyback
With a slacking done to piggyback.
Some boot the doer,
Strapped in a saddle and allowing that.
Some boot the doer,
All day long.
And showing strength,
With a disposition strong.
With a knick-knack paddywhack,
Slapped and smacked back...
Some boot the doer.
Pity patters chit chat.
Some boot the doer.
And all day long...
Showing strength is the doer.
The doer shows strength and is strong.
Que cherche-tu mais oui beaucoup...
Some boot the doer.
Yes,
It's true.
Very much of this if you look for it.
Some boot the doer.
Yes,
And quick!
Strapped in a saddle and allowing that.
Some boot the doer.
Some boot the doer.
With a slacking done to piggyback.
Some boot the doer.
Some boot the doer.
With a knick-knack paddywhack,
Slapped and smacked back...
Some boot the doer.
Some boot the doer.
Que cherche-tu mais oui beaucoup...
Some boot the doer.
Yes,
It's true.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Are No Minutes Kept Backed Up
There are no minutes kept backed up,
To put aside to decide to live them.
There are no minutes that can be stored as such,
For one to decide life is worth living.
There are no minutes kept backed up.
None one can say they have wrapped up.
There is no one on Earth with that much luck...
To decide when their life is worth the living.
People think they should be shown some proof,
That a life they live is worth the living.
While they isolate themselves locked up in coops,
To decide that a life they live is worth the living.
While awaiting for someone to approve what they do,
That a life given to them is worth the living.
With a choosing of every move...
Excusing some choices while others are removed.
To clarify that a life they live is worth the living.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unaffected By Personal Critique
To do that which one seeks done,
Often has nothing to do with receiving attention.
And...
The attention given to what one does,
May be the result of the deed.
And only the deed.
Not the doings of the doer to keep an ego pleased.
Confusing those who critique the doer...
As those deeds of the doer increases in value.
Leaving those who critique,
Confused and misunderstanding...
Why the doer continues to beem and dance,
Unaffected...
By personal critique.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When In The Making Of Attempts
When in the making of attempts,
With intentions that had been premeditated.
What point is being made,
By the one deciding to provide a better attempt,
At a later date?
Who then would have the patience to wait?
Or believes one can produce,
Something that introduces one's best effort?
Unless one decides,
That the making of a first impression...
Is less effective than the making of a second.
And today,
Any sense being made at all...
Is a rarity that captivates and gets attention.
'Did you hear that? '
~No.
Hear what? ~
'Diction. Clarity. Enunciation with effectiveness.
A pattern of speech that is correct with vocal expression.'
~What should we do? ~
'I don't know.
I hope this is not an invasion.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mister 'Do-That-To-Get-Done-Doer
Mister 'Do-That-To-Get-Done-Doer'
Does what it takes,
To accomplish those deeds he needs
To satisfy.
Not one to resist,
Risky challenges that may exist.
Or will he run,
From those that persist with resistance.
He's Mister 'Do-That-To-Get-Done-Doer'.
That he is.
And this is the life he has chosen to live!
Mister 'Do-That-To-Get-Done-Doer'
Knows when to do that,
And not back track.
Enjoying the notion he does not slack.
Not him.
Dissect and remove,
If he has to correct.
He's Mister 'Do-That-To-Get-Done-Doer'.
That he is.
And this is the life he has chosen to live!
Nothing stops him!
And if he has to crawl,
To get done what he does...
He will.
With skills!
And a sacrificial will he has to fulfill.
Mister 'Do-That-To-Get-Done-Doer'
Does what it is...
He has to do,
To do what it takes to get a job done right!
And that is the reason he has been called,
To lead!
Dedicated To:
President Barack H. Obama
United States
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Consistent Excellence
Go...
Ask anyone of your neighbors,
How difficult it is...
To produce consistent excellence.
With a doing done you do,
To ensure your life...
Is lived to make sense.
With the best from yourself,
To show those your excellence...
Is not some luck that has been sent.
Your excellence is what is meant.
Go...
Ask anyone of your neighbors,
And when you are done...
Ask your friends and family too,
If consistent excellence with a bit of sweat...
Is something done you know they do,
For themselves.
And nothing from them to you to prove.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Cant Fight Fate
You can tell the truth
You can tell a lie
You can try to run from
What you feel inside
And tell yoursel tell yourself you dont need me
You can walk away
From what you know is right
Think you wont be thinkin about me at night
And tell yourself tell yourself itll be easy
And you might believe it
But dont be misleaded
You might think it will be that way yay
But you know
You cant fight fate
You can run
But you cant run away
No matter what you do
No matter what you say
When its meant to be
Its gonna be that way
You cant fight fate
You can drive your car
Drive it night and day
But you wont ever drive drive me away
Ill be in your heart in your heart forever
I was meant to be with you
You were meant to be with me
Now whats it gonna take to make you see
We were meant to be meant to be be together
You might not understand it
Oh but thats what the plan is
And its something that cant change
Chorus
And you might believe it
Oh but dont be misleaded
Theres just some things that you cant change
Chorus
song performed by by Taylor Dayne
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A priest is no good
A knower is not a doer.
A doer is more than a knower.
A priest is only knower.
To seek truth, go to a doer.
22.07.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Free To Decide
Its not worth anything more than this at all
I live as I choose or I will not live at all
So return to where youve come from
Return to where you dwell
Because harassments not my forte
But you do it very well
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)
You must have nothing more with your mind to do
Theres a war in russia and sarejevo, too
So to hell with want youre thinking
And to hell with your narrow mind
Youre so distracted from the real thing
You should leave your life behind (behind)
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)
Im free to decide, Im free to decide
And Im not so suicidal after all (at all, at all)
At all, at all, at all
song performed by by Cranberries
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Didn't You Say This Before?
In the doing of what it takes to get things done,
By a doer...
Why is it,
There are those who do not know what a doer does...
Yet,
There they are...
Appearing from nowhere,
With their mouths opened...
Rattling off their unsolicited and nagging suggestions,
As to how anyone who does what they do...
Should do what they suggest while they,
Do absolutely nothing,
But argue with the doer of a doing that gets done.
With a wasting of that doer's time?
'Didn't you say this before?
This is sounding familiar.'
YES.
And somehow you just can not get the hint!
'Maybe because I have no clue what it is you are talking about.
And who is the dodoer not doing the dodo to the dude.'
HOPELESS I tell you.
It's a 'hope' that's getting 'less'.
'And now you want to change the subject.
And you always tell me,
I am the one not knowing how to communicate?
I am the only one who makes attempts to do it with you.
But NOOOO...
You want to talk about toilets and who uses them.
You've got a problem and you don't want to face it.'
I know.
You're right.
I do.
I agree.
I need some time alone.
Maybe that's what I need.
Some time to myself.
To get some rest.
'I understand.
Give me a call if you need me for anything.
You know I'm on your side.
You take it easy, okay?
Don't stress over it.
Let it go.
Forget it.'
I will.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Often Awed
A doer of good deeds,
Isn't sitting to receive accolades...
Heard,
In thunderous applause.
Thinking what is done is deserving of it.
A doer of good deeds done to do...
Is often awed,
That what is done naturally...
Gets any attention for those deeds done,
That pleases the giving of the doer...
Whose choice is the choosing,
Of the doing of those good deeds to do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There is no problem that is not improved by effort, and no effort that is too paltry to be worth undertaking.
quote by Sam Waterston
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Something Done That Establishes Trust
In establishing a relationship,
It is important to be consistent about 'something'...
That impresses.
It can be compared to starting a new job!
Coming in late...
Says one thing.
Making excuses...
Says another.
Lieing?
That is a no-no!
And not showing up at all...
Well,
Can get one replaced!
In establishing a relationship,
It is important to be consistent about 'something'...
That impresses.
Something that without a doubt says,
'I am extremely interested in what has begun.'
Something done that establishes trust!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Religion
Religion is just a vehicle to God, prevalent upon this earth we trod.
But one must step outside religion, to make a true eternal decision.
Religion is just what men believe, out of what their minds conceive.
Preconceived in man’s tradition, as they create a cultural rendition.
Renditions God wouldn’t conceive, from men who say they believe.
Religion adds to God’s Holy Word, from others who have also erred.
It changes for the culture of men, which God Himself has condemned.
And Truths they don’t want heard, they simply remove from His Word.
This causes many men much grief, while other men fall into unbelief.
All who change God’s Holy Bible, will before God be eternally liable.
Man’s first attempt at a religion, was changed by God to pure derision.
Their vain attempt to reach the sky, was derailed by The God on high.
The God they sought was not amused, so their language He confused.
He turned their order into rabble, turning their speech into utter babble.
Today that spirit from Babel’s Tower, is present in men this very hour.
Friend, Religion is that spirit’s name, and the result will be the same.
In the end men shall fall away, as they add error to God’s narrow way.
God will pour a strong delusion, on men who seek a religious solution.
Men who add man’s deduction, will ultimately see eternal destruction.
For God had said the deceptive heart, from Christ will eternally depart.
Religion will continue to change, but God’s Word remains the same.
The Lord has but one Eternal Plan, fully centered on The Son of Man.
Man attempts to reach God from earth, is a belief built upon self worth.
But God has reached man on earth, through His Spirit and New Birth.
Christ Himself died once for all sin, doing away with a need of religion.
(Copyright ©04/2005)
Spirit Of America
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
The bonneville salt flats had seen some strange things
But the strangest thing yet was a jet without wings
Once as a jet it played in the stars
But now on the ground its the king of our cars
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
An airplane an auto now famous worldwide
The spirit of america, the name on the side
The man who would drive her craig breedlove by name
A daring young man played a dangerous game
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
With a j-47, a jet for his power
Craig breedlove had averaged four-o-seven per hour
Both man and machine had given fair warn
Theyd set a new record on that warm august morn.
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
Spirit of america
song performed by by Beach Boys
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We are separated from God on two sides; the Fall separates us from Him, the Tree of Life separates Him from us.
quote by Franz Kafka
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Whether Or Not The Deed Witnessed Is Meant
If there is anything one will recognize,
Once they have made up their mind...
With a sacrificing devoted and done to succeed.
There will be those not understanding this drive...
Thriving to accomplish with a yearning inside.
And energized as a bright independent light,
Felt by that one who 'sees'.
With a doing that satisfies one's craving and appetite.
And more opposing will come forward to express,
Their discouragement to depress one with disrespect.
Whether or not the deed witnessed is meant.
To test for the rest of one's life...
When that path one is on feels perfectly right.
And if one can continue through a host of obstacles,
Thrown to discourage until tears flow...
What becomes achieved will more than please the doer
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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