Stop, Choosing to Demean
You've got your meaning,
And still you are choosing to demean...
My love?
Ya gotcha meaning,
But-cha choosing to demean.
Ya gotcha meaning,
But-cha choosing to demean.
Ya gotcha meaning,
But-cha choosing to demean.
Baby!
I gotcha meaning that demeans,
What I say.
And why it is I feel this way.
You're choosing to demean,
How I pray.
For us...
With faith and love,
Everyday!
Baby!
You're choosing to demean.
I see,
You're choosing to demean.
My compassion,
You're choosing to demean.
And..
My strong beliefs.
Yo, Baby!
You're choosing to demean.
I see,
You're choosing to demean.
My compassion,
You're choosing to demean.
And..
My love for you so deep.
But, you choose to be so mean.
And baby...
Stop, choosing to demean.
Baby!
Stop, choosing to demean.
Yo' baby!
Stop, choosing to demean.
Yo' baby!
Stop, choosing to demean.
Yo' baby,
You mated!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Need Some Demean Time
Give me,
Some demean time.
You need,
Some demean time.
We need,
Some demean time...
To get things off our minds.
And select those days to spew and whine.
Oh...
Give me,
Some demean time.
You need,
Some demean time.
We need,
Some demean time...
To get things off our minds.
And select those days to spew and whine.
At least twice a week sometimes.
Give me,
Some demean time.
You need,
Some demean time.
We need,
Some demean time...
To get things off our minds.
Oh...
Give me,
Some demean time.
You need,
Some demean time.
We need,
Some demean time...
To get things off our minds.
Oh...
Give me,
Some demean time.
You need,
Some demean time.
We need,
Some demean time...
To get things off our minds.
And select those days to spew and whine.
At least twice a week sometimes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Diminishing Of Integrity
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
A diminishing of equality,
Now gone.
And...
A quality of life once wished,
To value and exist to admit...
Is,
A deficit of dreams,
That seem to demean...
With no purpose or meaning.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
A diminishing of equality,
Now gone.
With a deficit of dreams,
That seem to demean...
With no purpose or meaning.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
With a deficit of dreams,
That seem to demean...
With no purpose or meaning.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
And seems to demean,
With no purpose or meaning.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
With no purpose or meaning.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
Now gone.
Now gone.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
Gone!
Gone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I think that their flight from and hatred of technology is self-defeating. The Buddha rests quite as comfortably in the circuits of a digital computer of the gears of a cycle transmission as he does at the top of a mountain or in the petals of a flower. To think otherwise is to demean the Buddha--which is to demean oneself.
Robert M. Pursig in Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
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Heartaches Mean Nothing
Heartaches mean nothing,
To those who mean nothing.
But we who mean something...
And show nothing felt.
Can be mean...
And,
Demean.
Making up from breakups,
Show those who love most...
What is meant to be lonely.
And wanting only to forgive.
You mean to me something!
More at times than I admit.
Why can't we get over our indifferences?
To say it is the love that's missed.
And from each other this is known,
To exist!
To keep away those breakups,
And heartaches to resist!
Heartaches mean nothing,
To those who mean nothing.
But we who mean something...
And show nothing felt.
Can be mean...
And,
Demean.
You mean to me something!
More at times than I admit.
But why can't we get over that...
To protect our love from it.
Heartaches mean nothing,
To those who mean nothing.
But we who mean something...
And show nothing felt.
Can be mean...
And,
Demean.
But...
So in need.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choosing To Walk On The Right Path
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Is going to have its obstacles.
Temptations will be there to tease,
With attempts to weaken.
And faces familiar...
Will appear to critique.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Isn't an easy decision one makes.
It takes one to break away,
From barriers attached...
That are difficult to unlatch.
Yet...
Can be done to escape those traps.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Is going to have its obstacles.
And some days will seem impossible.
But that path chosen,
By the one who knows it is correct...
Will never bring to one regret.
If a faith kept is strong.
And an accepting felt within belongs.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Will prove there to be nothing to fear.
Doubts disappear!
And those things wrong that prick like thorns,
From this right path...
Eventually,
Will be gone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Life Lived That Has A Meaning
Cooped up in a loop,
Can be removed to fool a loser.
And change,
The one who claims to feel pain.
Oh...
Cooped up in a loop,
Can be reduced to soothe a mover,
And change,
What had for them stayed the same!
Time given unspent can be a detriment that dims,
The mind of the one with procrastination done.
And wastes in hesitation,
To explore more frustrations.
Cooped up in a loop,
Can be removed to fool a loser.
And change,
The one who claims to feel pain.
Oh...
Cooped up in a loop,
Can be reduced to soothe a mover,
And change,
What had for them stayed the same!
Shouting from the roof,
Can break frustrations loose.
And change,
What had for them stayed the same!
Defending hesitation...
Welcomes procrastination.
Shouting from the roof,
Can break frustrations loose.
And change,
What had for them stayed the same!
Cooped up in a loop,
Can be removed to fool a loser.
And change,
The one who claims to feel pain.
Oh...
Cooped up in a loop,
Can be reduced to soothe a mover,
And change,
What had for them stayed the same!
Oh...
A life lived that has a meaning,
Is no life to demean.
Oh...
A life lived that has a meaning,
Is no life to demean.
Cooped up in a loop,
Can be reduced to soothe a mover,
And change,
What had for them stayed the same!
Oh...
A life lived that has a meaning,
Is no life to demean.
Oh...
A life lived that has a meaning,
Is no life to demean.
Oh...
A life lived that has a meaning,
Will change.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choosing just one star
That will make my dreams come true
Choosing a lover
haiku by Charles Wiles
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Constantly choosing the lesser of two evils is still choosing evil.
quote by Jerry Garcia
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Walkin Away
(annie roboff/craig wiseman)
Sometimes a careless word just rolls right off my tongue
Now matter what I do it leaves you all undone
Hey baby no need to go crazy over some little something Ive said
Cant you see youre the keeper of my heart
Even when I lose my head
Weve still got it good no matter how bad it gets
Even after all this time the slipper still fits
Hey just look at how far weve come by choosing to stay
Baby dont go there love dont get nowhere walkin away
Sometimes the whisper of love gets lost in the angry shout
Even hearts that are in this deep might think about an easy way out
One honest touch makes those worries just fade like stars at dawn
These occasional moments of weakness
Only makes our love more strong
Weve still got it good no matter how bad it gets
Even after all this time the slipper still fits
Hey just look at how far weve come by choosing to stay
Baby dont go there love dont get nowhere walkin away
It gets easier all the time
Oh and harder and harder to leave behind
Weve still got it good no matter how bad it gets
Even after all this time the slipper still fits
Hey just look at how far weve come by choosing to stay
Baby dont go there love dont get nowhere walkin away
Baby dont go there love dont get nowhere walkin away
song performed by by Diamond Rio
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Today, we are now deciding how do we treat those who are choosing to carry out a war against us, non-U.S. citizens who are choosing to take us to task for what we believe and who we are. In this conflict, we have to decide how we are going to try to find these terrorists.
quote by Todd Tiahrt
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I wanted to become the seeker, the aroused and passionate explorer, and it was better going at it knowing nothing at all, always choosing the unmarked bottle, always choosing your own unproven method, armed with nothing but faith and a belief in astonishment.
Pat Conroy in The Lords of Discipline
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Choose The Happiness
What the happiness is all about
Choices that comes across your life
Catch the right one and be aware
When your turn comes not to lose your way
Don't let it pass you by
Catch the happiness while it's around
This is what the happiness is all about
Choosing your path to the love
Dough it's ways are narrow and hard
This is what the love is all about
Choosing The way to happiness and faith
Or walking through the saddest path
Even in your darkest day
Smile and you'll find your way
To the light
This is what the life is all about
What the life is all about
Choosing the happiness or not
Regardless what your reason is
Just walk ahead and forget your fears
God is there at the end of the path
It depends how long you can survive
Sacrificing blindly for the love
This is what the love is all about
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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You and your Career
Your ears were choosing what to hear,
When mighty jungles claimed noises,
The reason behind the brain and what is clear.
My sight detained me and made me disappear,
Where was I situated, afterwards with afterimages?
Your ears were choosing what to hear.
Your instrument is heavenly in this world and atmosphere,
Like music has spoken and never abuses,
The reason behind the brain and what is clear.
I ride on a faith too majestic and pure to adhere,
Such innocence exhibits the advantages,
Your ears were choosing what to hear,
My mind is passing a test, like drinking beer,
Inner fighting has survived the ambushes,
The reason behind the brain and what is clear.
I can never refuse a man to speak about a career,
The laughing is acted due to this and never ceases,
Your ears were choosing what to hear,
The reason behind the brain and what is clear.
poem by Naveed Akram
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And today more than ever, knowing about that society involves first of all choosing what approach the inquiry will take, and that necessarily means choosing how society can answer.
quote by Jean-Francois Lyotard
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Hoodwinked To Be Used
Divisions and indecisions,
Blatant and admitted.
Does not heal with a mending wished,
By those who claim they represent...
The best reflection of a people's interests.
Aging routines used to demean and defeat,
Only leaves a taste of bitterness...
With a craving for more it,
Obviously seen.
And that which cracks and falls apart,
Has proven to be cost effective...
For those making their quick dashes,
With hopes to lay the blame on those...
To exit fast from trash they've left exposed.
Aging routines used to demean and defeat,
Only leaves a taste of bitterness...
With a craving for more it,
Obviously seen...
On faces expected to clean up these scenes.
Unbelieving they've been hoodwinked to be used.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Got You
I want to thank you
for all the things you've done
the most for choosing me to be the one
It's funny how life can take new meaning
You came and changed what I believe in
The world on the outside's tryin to pull me in
But they can't touch me
cos I've got you
and it hits me when I reach for you
that I'm afraid you won't be there
Baby I am in too deep
but I don't care
I'm right where I belong
I got you
song performed by by Nick Carter from Now Or Never
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Crouching Creature
I am a Crouching Creature
bounded by Circumstance
and Choices I've made.
I pound against
the Circumstantial Wall
and I choose to bloody
my own fists against it all
but defiant
I will not relent
and measure this
as my commitment
to fight these chains.
Choosing in life
and family
in the world and my
career
is bounded by my iron Circumstances.
Where does my Circumstance live
and how can I circumvent
its boundaries?
Can I move?
Can I melt into some one's else's
Circumstance?
Will I in choosing
merely replicate
old choices
and old Circumstance?
I must I tell my self:
break away from me
and my choosing
to the extent
these choices make
my old and new
Circumstances endlessly repeating.
.
Yet, I hope somehow
with magical bent
to break that wall.
What do you think?
Will I succeed?
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Not Now Of Your Choosing
You can't accept my life is mine
And that those with whom i spend my time
Are now not of your choosing.
You can't accept that different ways
And different ways of spending days
Are not now of your choosing.
You can't accept its not a war
Not like it was those times before
And no-one now is losing.
poem by David Keig
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So Called Story
Harsh words,
spillling over,
warning the loving daughter.
Hurtful words,
telling the daughter
a one-sided story,
of a tale of deception.
Mother did wrong,
by blaming the father.
By pinning it all on
the new victim of his love.
Choosing to leave the daughter,
Choosing to leave the mother,
Choosing to leave the dear family behind him.
Moving on with a new life
to start again.
Forgetting all that was
Such a sad story to tell the daughter
who never wanted to know.
The secrets behind the new loving family.
Never knowing the truth.
This so called story
is all she now knows.
of the ending of times
between mother and father.
poem by Nicole Gehrman
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Can You Now Sing
Can you now sing...
Katrina victims.
Treated less than human beings.
And labelled refugees!
For purposes to show how low,
Demons can demean.
You are in my mind.
And from my insight I wont let go.
Don't think God has forgotten.
Your lives have been prioritized.
Know this...
God loves you so!
Those who still can not believe,
We are all inhabitants of one Earth.
All of us born to one day die.
To nourish and replenish this Earth as dirt.
Lessons they have yet to learn...
Concerning what goes around eventually returns.
Now many suffer much worse than you,
Katrina victims.
Your pain endured has come for millions to feel.
And this is just the beginning for them...
To realize God is alive and real!
Can you now sing...
Katrina victims.
Treated less than human beings.
And labelled refugees!
For purposes to show how low,
Demons can demean.
You will!
You will!
You will!
God is alive and real!
And can feel as you do.
You will sing.
You will heal and love.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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