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Teflon, Botox, Faked Smiles And Debates

These debates between candidates,
Running for elective office to be voted in...
To run for president are becoming sporting events,
These days.

And in the future they will be held in stadiums.
With fees to charge at exorbitant rates.
As more teflon is used to spray...
To ensure nothing sticks and quickly slips away.

While supporters have their faked smiles held in place,
Injected by doses of botox.
That guarantees no one can decide who is qualified.
Whether to impress with image or not.

'Where are the candidates now?
Are they preparing? '

~Well...
One has requested an additional layer of teflon,
To ensure his performance gets the expected response.
And the other is grateful to have another week...
To allow many coats to dry,
Before several more are sprayed on repeatedly.

And those who represent false agendas to present,
To advocate and voice their deceptive opposing views...
Have used up all the botox to appear everyday,
With attempts to sway the public...
As they give updates on the evening news.~

'It seems the future is near and soon to arrive.'

~How important are these debates? ~

'That depends on how you place your bets.
But the clear winners will be...
The tax collectors and the cost of living.
The rich and those who will pocket your fees.
Which of these picks will be to your benefit? '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Revetted In Disbelief

From a serious point of view,
Who do you think would best represent...
The mood of the people and their concerns.
And remember...
This is your chance to influence those,
Who are not aware...
Of the firm grasp you have on their problems.
And the intentions you will undertake,
To appoint those most qualified.

'Well...
I do know this,
People have grown tired of current policies.
First I would appoint,
Uh...gee...I just had the name on the tip of my tongue.
HECKEL. That's it.'

Interesting.
And your next two candidates would be?

'I had no idea these debates were this pressuring.
My second nominee would be...
Uh,
You know what's odd?
Last night I was just reviewing their credentials too.
How embarrassing.
Oh!
Jekyll and Hyde.'

I see.
And a...
Would you have happened to be watching TV,
When assessing the landscape of concerns?

'Assessing the 'who' of the 'what?
That TV was going on in the background.
But I am a very focused and dedicated individual.
With a plan I have customized for today's needs.
The people will soon know the true me.'

Thank you for your response.
Now your views on the economy.
You have the audience revetted in disbelief.
Leaving some too overwhelmed to breathe.
You are definitely on a roll.
And...
One of the best dressed I have seen in quite some time.

'Thank you.
All of my suits are tailored.
From the best material money can buy.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Hiss, Boo Or Cheer

Whoever debates prepared or not.
Or wherever the state that debate takes place,
To awaken those listening,
Awaiting to hear truths or facts.
Anyone who witnesses will know this to be true...
Gas prices will not return,
To be below a 'buck'.
Nor will one's quality of life increase to go up!
From fears already appearing,
People try but can no longer deny.

People will not automatically,
Decide to express more love.
And the creditors and taxes at a price we pay,
Will not disappear from anyone to instantly go away.
No matter who is patted on the back,
To win in a staged and electrifying performance...
That leaves an audience to hiss, boo or cheer,
With an understanding that has been made clear...
Who will represent their interests,
To produce a lower cost of living that benefits.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Apparently, a democracy is a place where numerous elections are held at great cost without issues and with interchangeable candidates.

quote by Gore Vidal
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Socially Entertaining

An election took place,
For a hand picked representation.
And those who went through,
The process of selection...
Knew without a doubt,
Their interests would be prioritized.

But what was done,
Was a selection of those...
Who represented 'image'.
And those surfaced pretentions,
Were those that won!

Now they conduct debates,
Trying to motivate an implementation...
Of those promises stated.

But those who made promises,
To represent image...
Are too incompetent to deliver,
An accountability...
That a socially entertaining personality,
Is hard pressed to comprehend.

And...
How what it is that they do,
Can be remotely associated with disappointment!
Since attending all high profiled parties to network,
Is exactly what they are qualified to accomplish.

A creation of a defeat had been done.
With a guarantee of it to fill the atmosphere.
But no one expected it to be theirs,
With an abundance of polluted air...
As a shared bonus for their successful efforts.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Take Charge

Before it’s too late to obviate the past,
Take charge of the present or it won’t last.
Tomorrow is yours when you take charge.
Ensure that your future always looms large.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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Held Up With Just A Stick

Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.

Held up with just a stick,
It seems...
Held up with just a stick,
One's head...
Held up with just a stick,
Their arms and their legs...
Needing to be fed.

And...
Held up with just a stick,
One's pride...
Held up with just a stick,
Two eyes and two ears...
Living poverty so near,
To...
Famish it is clear.

And...
Held up with just a stick,
Hunger.
Held up with just a stick,
Life!
Held up with just a stick,
Blight!
And those who fight death in their sight.

Held up with just a stick,
Life!
Held up with just a stick,
Pride!
Held up with just a stick,
Blight!
And those who fight death in their sight.

Held up with just a stick,
And...
There's no benefit to it.

Held up with just a stick,
Life!
Held up with just a stick,
Pride!
Held up with just a stick,
Blight!
And living this is NOT a gift.

Held up with just a stick,
And...
There's no benefit to it.

Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.
Held up with just a stick.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Most of the people who are in elective office in Washington, D.C., they have held public office before. How's that workin' for you?

quote by Herman Cain
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Ringmaster

It has not been declared as official yet,
Since the tophat is still being passed around.
A couple of the candidates who have adorned it,
Could easily be the ringmaster.
I was there during the auditions.

But only one can truly represent,
That presence under the tent.
With a connection to attract with appeal...
And diversity!
To convince the majority of the people,
That this coming circus is viable and worthy...
Of giving our support with a more focused attention.

And the best ringmaster chosen,
Will ensure the people will do what it takes...
To turn perceptions around.

'I think we are talking about two different things here! '

Oh?

'Yes.
I had asked...
What event do you most look forward to,
Without debate...
That solidifies the way you will be voting.'

What response were you anticipating?
I am a circus fan.
And I always thought it had been the clowns the kids favor.
But no!
It's the ringmaster.
Who knew?
Did you?

'I...uh...
I am a reporter.
On a different news assignment.'

Well...
It's a good thing you didn't ask me,
To give my opinion regarding politics or religion.
I've learned to leave both out of my conversations.
Neither one I could speak about,
With a giving of an expertise.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's All Future Life We Betray

For our children will there be a tomorrow,
That's our responsibility now,
Are we leaving them with heartbreak and sorrow?
Will it be misery on them we endow?

Are we doing enough to ensure a good life?
For all of our future generations,
Or will we leave them with nothing but strife,
All caused by our present creations.

Nuclear power and our weapons of woe,
Are now getting out of control,
Mass destruction created wherever we go,
We are tearing out our Earths soul.

Our resources on Earth are dwindling fast,
As each second another life is born,
Less to go round means before time has passed,
We leave someone else feeling forlorn.

If we continue on our present course,
Our species future will be in serious doubt,
Humans from reality they tend to divorce,
It's the very laws of nature we flout.

Would you watch your child starving to death?
While you eat your ten course meal,
Well we watch as others take their last breath,
Without giving a damn how they feel.

We have the resources we have the power,
To alleviate their suffering forever,
But mention the cost and the financiers glower,
It's neither cost effective nor clever.

Profit is what motivates the Human Being,
Not morality or sympathy for others,
The starving can die whilst the rich are out skiing,
Self-interest and greed are what smothers.

When we leave the vulnerable unable to cope,
To ensure we enjoy life today,
As they die in despair without any hope,

‘' It's All Future Life We Betray ‘'

poem by Bri Mar
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The candidates before you know that the IFP has set up a system of deployed IFP national and provincial leaders who are not only monitoring the performance of candidates during these elections but will also do so after these elections.

quote by Mangosuthu Buthelezi
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Earlier, I used to charge territories instead of my fees as an actor, but I realised it was better to keep the two apart. Now, I take my fees in cash, for acting, and keep the distribution thing separate.

quote by Ajay Devgan
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I am committed to ensure that our 2008 Republican presidential candidates forthrightly address issues of importance to the African-American community.

quote by Ken Mehlman
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Hold On

I was doomed riding on top a black horse.
Whatever prize there was I could only observe where the troubles starts.
Where does it end?
I cannot be cured...mmm...but if...
I know life would be different if I held on, held on.
I know I could be something if I held on.
Gave her life away. Put it in my pocket when it should've been framed.
Oh lost it's shine. Gotta' get this out of my head, out of my head.
How could it end...end like this?
I could've been...
I know life would be different had I held on, held on.
I know I could've been something had I held on, held on.
I know I could be something if I held on, held on.
I know life would be different if I held on, held on.
Held on, held on, if I held on, held on, if I held on, held on, if I held on.

song performed by by Pearl Jam
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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God has called us to be His representatives in our nation and in our world. Select candidates who represent your views and work for their election.

quote by James Dobson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Faith, Hope and Love

With faith, hope and love, let us we pray.
We believe in this new union today,
And hope that it will always display
Mutual love, respect and equal say.

There’ll be highs and lows in future years.
Many smiles though a few tears.
A wondrous future there’ll always be
If faith, hope and love are family.

Through tribulations this union will need
To be placed ahead of self wants and greed.
At times success will need a healthy shove
From large daily doses of faith, hope and love.

This union’s endurance for eternity
Depends on putting “you” in place of “me”.
And each day of every year
To say, “I love you, my dear.”
Faith, hope and love will then live
As constant companions to give and give.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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Be ever enthused to be in touch with future

Be ever enthused to be in touch with future

Future
Philosophers say
Is an illusion
For each second that is in the coming
Is uncertain
Hazy and a mirage

Past is lost
And it is spilt milk
Nothing can be done
With the past
Each previous second is as past
As the previous century

They suggest
For keeping up with the pace of time
It would be wise
Not to dream of the future
And not to lament on the past
Enjoy the present

It is easier said than done
We keep busy thinking
Either about the future
Or keep grumbling with the past
Memory and acquired experience
Will not allow us
To thoughtfully digest
Events occurring at the present

It is also not debatable
The quality of the present second
Depends on
The quality of the efforts
Made in the previous second

Where we are and
What we are
All because of our
Struggle or otherwise
In the past

Past experience and
Our present standing
Take us where we will be tomorrow

It will not be unwise
To a dream a future
Matching our skills
And the present position

We often dwell in a future
That is not achievable
With our present standing
And our capabilities

Unrealized future
Makes us feel sad

Be ever be in touch future
As the present second only
Manifests itself as a future
Know what you do
Know what you have as means
To take you into
The dreamt future

A colourful future is not an impossible realm
To be scaled
If you take seriously the means
To be there

Your present actions
Are executed only
To be sure that
You are
There in that wonder tomorrow

That dream keeps you
Motivated in going ahead
That dream keeps you
On the path of learning
That dream keeps you
Innovating new solutions
That dream keeps you
Enjoy what you do
That dream keeps you
Enthused in living
That dream keeps you
Looking for opportunities for improvement
Be in touch with dream ever
And

Be ever enthused to be in touch with future
Though philosophically non-existent
Which only helps you realize your potential

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Candidates

Candidates, can, dates, it, is, at, as, did, sand, and, sea, den;
And like the love of your sweet muse!
But we are all living together on this earth,
And like the showers of the blessings of the rain.

Candidates, sate, eat, sat, ate, diet, sit, dies, cans, scan, add;
And like the windows of love opened to you!
But with the very act of your love to share with,
For the days of your acts are numbered with care.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dimension Merge

For us the past has gone and the present moves on
into the yesterday of a future’s present time.
Despite living in the future’s past this will not last,
present and future will very soon combine.

Future or dimension, to some a misapprehension,
but they are one in the same.
If there’s more than one, they will follow on
to leave one, with it’s present name.

On merging we’ll realise we’ve no future to recognise,
and the past and present is all we’ll know.
The past will still be renewed, with each day used,
but the future will mean only tomorrow.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Now is the Hour 08

Now is the hour.08

When choosing a new president.
Some things you aren’t allowed to know.
By long established precedent,
the candidates will only show

What they believe will convince you
they have no past sins to conceal.
Although it’s patently untrue
as their opponents will reveal.

No politician’s innocent
although they all profess to be.
The question are they competent
is the important one for me

Some vote from party loyalty
and some to voice their discontent.
Still others ruled by apathy
by default choose the president.

The president can only serve
if the majority agree.
The get the man that you deserve
So when you vote choose carefully.

So put your prejudice aside
discount your partly loyalty
This is your chance you must decide
what is the best for your country.

26-Oct-08

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Sonnet: Lamentations of an Upright Doctor

Oh God, my lord, I want to be upright!
Could I send patients with pockets empty?
When poor and sick a person comes to me.
My conscience tells me whatever is right.

Though he be rich, could I him ever fleece?
Where is the need for too costly treatment,
Except to take back money for my rent?
I can’t charge him hence, exorbitant fees.

When cure can come for rupees only ten,
Then all I need to do is speak kind words;
Can I waste money ev’n if he affords?
Where is the need to admit him often?

God, let me keep my ethics in this world!
Heaven is not attained by any gold.

poem by John Celes
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