Status Quo Ante
Diversity...
Is a rehearsal of intentions,
Practice within boundaries...
Of protected traditions.
To insure the status quo ante,
Is represented in ways not to offend
Values non existing although referenced...
When making comparisons to uphold quotas!
And keeping the 1800's fresh...
Although outdated to keep a way of life 'alive'
With a dieing progress...
That seeks to control and re-invent change!
In attempts to prevent a constant evolution.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reduced To Delusions
Believing to lift themselves up,
By demeaning the activities of others...
Reveals the observation of many things seen.
Progress is diminished.
Attempts to begin with good intentions,
Never start to ever get finished.
And those who vocalize their contempt,
Of those who take steps to try...
Are those procrastinating as time flies by!
But there they are on the scene to be seen,
When the opportunity presents itself...
For them to socialize in the promoting of outdated ideas.
Of course,
They are heard openly criticizing...
To provoke any focus on the doer and not the deed.
And in communities that this is done,
The call for unity is kept alive...
As much as the nothingness that survives and thrives.
As facts are silenced and denied,
For the purpose to undo truths...
While observations witnessed are reduced to delusions.
Or...
Induced to inflict fear that an enlightened consciousness,
Is the work of demons behind calling for minds to progress.
While the keeping of an ignorance is obsessed to possess.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Outdated Praise
My experiences seem to peak...
When treated,
With the fresh flowing...
Of creativity at its birth.
Arriving on Earth from the unknown.
For redundant examinations!
To expose myself to repeated visits,
With wishes to be affected,
As expected...
By those who make attempts,
To re-invent an exposed fresh flow.
Is for me too conforming.
With a 'boring' done and shown!
It for me is like trying to find new ways,
To tie shoes...
I've known have worn out.
And doing my best to develop an interest,
In the activity.
Although they may comfort my steps,
When I walk about.
The wear and tear is there to express this!
My need to be excited by innovation,
Is not comprehended by those...
Seeking to authorize a familiarity!
To eventually announce an acceptance,
With outdated praise.
To those subjected to limited vision...
This is okay.
Who am I to say it isn't?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Diversity
Diversity is sought...
And thought could exist!
But those wishing to practice it...
Seek to administer it to adhere
From positions that are clear,
That they are in control.
And 'that' is understood by those...
Still kept at a distance,
With thoughts about it to themselves.
With eyes open and lips closed!
Making sure diversity,
Is something approved...
To smooth tensions.
But not of a blended equality mentioned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shaking To Re-Invent To Then Adjust
Never did I ever stand inflexibe.
To prove I had strength against opposing winds.
I remain open to comprehend with a listening.
Hoping that from the doing of this,
There is something I have learned...
That continues to assist my growth process.
And letting nothing stand in the way,
Of my quest to eliminate aged and rusting barriers.
My life is like an earthquake...
Shaking to re-invent to then adjust as a must.
With a removing of that which has grown old,
To then innovate that updates...
Over and over again with renewed appreciation.
Much like the coming and going of each season.
I am not one,
However...
To quote a few passages from a book,
To then believe this protects me...
With a keeping of an ignorance,
I am not ready to rid.
Because to do so would disappoint,
Those upholding fading and outdated traditions.
My life is like an earthquake...
Shaking to re-invent to then adjust as a must.
With a removing of that which has grown old,
To then innovate that updates...
Over and over again with renewed appreciation.
Much like the coming and going of each season.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Diplomatic Niceties
I can feel the aroma of the air around me,
And it is like diplomatic niceties!
For this love of nature is twice rapacious.
It is like an exquisite treasure to have,
With a brimful gift in the making;
But the traumatic quest to feel this air is,
All about the love of this aroma!
The existing quotas of life are inequitable and,
Glossily unfair by the law makers around us;
But i am always pleased about nature's role,
And like the natural instincts that fills the air without quotas.
I can feel the aroma of the air around me,
And like the treasure of life to crown the day;
But this kind of atmosphere is always controlled by nature.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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All censorships exist to prevent any one from challenging current conceptions and existing institutions. All progress is initiated by challenging current conceptions, and executed by supplanting existing institutions. Consequently the first condition of progress is the removal of censorships.
quote by George Bernard Shaw
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From The Beginning...To The End
From the beginning...
We all feed on those perceptions fed.
To feel an acceptance...
Of a normality taught,
That is compared.
And when those comparisons begin to conflict,
Some with nagging curiosities begin to investigate...
The validity of those perceptions that restrict.
Some settle for those teachings taught to them.
While others elect to peer over fences...
To view the doings of their neighbors.
And begin to confide in the opinions,
Of those who become trusted and loyal friends
It seems beyond the boundaries of families,
Or those we accept before adventuring...
Outside of those limits set.
An expansion of our minds happens.
And this broadens with a widened consciousness.
Only to offend those with beliefs they wish kept protected.
To keep closed in and unbending they defend....
To the end!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Aspiring to Horizons Unknown
Those perfected and protected realities...
One may shield,
To share with others of like mind...
Will soon awaken to find themselves,
And those times,
Lost.
Tossed away.
Like things unneeded during an exhaustive Spring cleaning.
As collected momentos come to mean not a thing.
Especially to those who look forward to the exposure,
Of fresh and new beginnings.
And something more purposeful,
Than the rearrangement of the old and tried.
And much overused complacencies.
Complimenting a compliance.
Perhaps to traditions known.
Like worned out furnishings...
That do nothing but trap dust.
But treasured to keep wiltering memories alive!
Just for someone to feel a sustained trust!
Thriving.
With a need to know what is in place,
Will be there!
In a comfort...
One continues to repeat.
To keep a significance.
When reminiscing!
But...
An effectiveness is lost in a time that has gone.
And yet...
One may sit in wishes nothing comes to change this.
Although change is what life is!
And has always been since its inception.
Like a birth that grows to shed life...
Aspiring to horizons unknown!
As this process comes to all,
To be shown.
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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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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Where Lieutenants Of Apartheid Train
Home of the plastic smile.
And where lieutenants of apartheid train.
With a doing of their homework in the suburbs...
To test the inner city people they deplete of resources.
And divide within districts to 'apply' for assistance.
These separatists insist with dieing colonialistic wishes,
They know something about diversity.
With a sucking of life from everything that moves...
They suppress with an effectiveness,
To ensure those they stereotype be kept duped and fooled...
As they maintain a draining of their identities.
And the ones survivining without them are obliged,
To remain limited to an ignorance for them that thrives...
With a persisting upon it to keep flourished and alive,
To please the oppressors they pray not to offend.
And in the environment they share to live in...
This reflects a mindset left to breathe as if to snuggly fit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Based In Demonic Ways
If you are not playing sports...
Get out.
If you are not attending school,
On a scholarship.
Get out.
Visit but do not stay.
Those who give...
Are the least respected.
And that is projected in the atmosphere.
The people sit in dens of sins and wickedness.
And those in control,
Have done their best...
To protect the wishes of their ancestors.
Those who lie, cheated and stoled!
If you are young...
Have fun!
And get out.
Those too old in their minds...
Have been confined!
A sniffing dog will not find life lived wholesomely!
Not within the boundaries.
Not from these folks.
With traditions based in demonic ways!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Displays Of Diversity
They insist they wish more displays,
Of diversity.
And less racism expressed.
To move forward their policies of democracy.
And yet with their attempts with incompetence made...
They find themselves disqualified.
Since in a suburbanite isolation...
Is the only progress shown they have ever made.
With feelings they know best,
How to save and protect their own interests!
And yet...
They insist they wish more displays of diversity!
As long as there are more of them...
And fewer minorities!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Attempts To Question
Mock my beliefs,
With an emboldened disregard...
To have me seen,
As the one who comes to deceive...
With intentions to destroy your peace.
Something in your life you have yet to release.
And leave you I will,
To have you face those consequences...
I did not create or invent to put in place.
And your attempts to question how I knew,
Will still find you clueless...
With all of the evidence surrounding you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hes All Over Me
Chorus:
Hes all over me
And hes keeping me alive
Hes all over me
And hes keeping me alive
Hes all over me
And hes keeping me alive
I know he is keeping me alive
Hes keeping me aliveverse 1
Hes in my hands, hes in my feet
I can hardly keep my seat
Hes in my sprit, in my soul
I will never grow old
Hes in my heart, hes in my mind
Im glad that hes mine
Hes all over me, and hes keeping me alive
I know he is keeping me alive
Hes keeping me alive
Verse 2
Like the hebrew boys, thrown in the fiery furnace
Everybody thought it was over for them
But the lord brought them out on time
Hes the firm foundation
The God of all creation
Theres nothing that he wont do for you
If you trust him hell see you through
Chorus
Repeat verse 2
Chorus
Repeat verse 1
Hes on my right, hes on my left
Hes in my front and back
Hes over me and hes even by my side
Chorus
song performed by by Whitney Houston
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Better Half
i saw my better half
the better half of a decade
slip through my hands inside her hands inside my pockets
when she reached for her advatages i should have done something
i saw my baby boy digging his own hole
keeping alive family traditions
when he lied about intentions i should have done something
well
i blame myself for everything
it keeps my conscience clean
i've got bandages to prove it
song performed by by Get Up Kids from Four Minute Mile
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Hothead
Here in the shadows where we, stand watching lady, watching man
Reading the pictures as they roll -
We see the planet lose control
Hothead!
Evolution, nonstop evolution
Hothead!
Hothead!
Evolution, nonstop evolution
(hothead..)
Time, time will change the picture (all the time)
About time!, (all the time)
Time will change the picture
How to change the points of view
bout what is fake and what is true
Blow by blow youre telling me
Youll change the course of history
(chorus)
Bop bop bop bop, bop-bop-bop
Bop bop bop bop, bop-bop-bop
Bop bop bop bop, bop-bop-bop
Bop bop dop bop
Time!, time!
I turn you on you turn me off
Right now Im suffering from this culture shock
You spread confusion wherever you can
With shaking heads and shaking hands
Use propoganda to manipulate
When they make a bust you protect the state
Then the body break and the body tumble -
So you build it up, then you watch it crumble.
Time will change the picture
(evoltion, nonstop evolution)
About time, time will change the picture
(evoltion, nonstop evolution)
About time, time will change the picture
(evoltion, nonstop!)
song performed by by Duran Duran
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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
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The cell, over the billions of years of her life, has covered the earth many times with her substance, found ways to control herself and her environment, and insure her survival.
quote by Albert Claude
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Sporadic
He is just a little boy...
Thrown into the limelight craved!
Raised to believe
He came from a diviness to save
Traditions engraved,
Made to enslave!
Sporadic!
He like so many are tragic.
Fooled in schools to use tools to rule,
With an emphasis that disguises values wished
To convey and left static!
He's sporadic.
Using statistics to help lift his social status!
But like others who are like him,
With intentions looking quite grim...
Can find him eating crow
From the lies he chose and told!
Sporadic!
Just like religious fanatics!
Who preach wholesomeness...
Then publicly confess,
They live lives filled with sin and much distress!
Because of identities lost behind sex!
This mess is sporadicly exposed at its best!
Observed in its context!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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