That Childlike Clubhouse Mentality
Let me set the record straight,
Before some other novice initiates...
Another round of ignorance,
For immature fools to immulate.
There are those who enjoy what they do.
They are driven by an appetite,
To walk on a path and see their way through.
Few on a mission are not seeking competition.
There are those who recognize challenges.
Not challengers but challenges...
With the jumping over hurdles,
And unforeseen obstacles too!
Many have matured beyond,
That childlike clubhouse mentality.
Many have been healed and cured,
From comments dosed in created insensitivities.
And yet there are some who will never overcome,
Wanting to expose their youthful stupidities.
And seek they do...
To play the role of kids in school.
Let me set the record straight,
Before some other novice initiates...
Another round of ignorance,
For immature fools to immulate.
Grow up!
Or...
Get out of the way of those who are,
Adults who have had enough of your stuff!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Another Record
Its funny you know,
cos theres an old rock n roller
Hes got nowhere to go.
Did you ever think of taking him in?
Somebody help him, somebody please.
Put another record on
cos he likes that song.
Its funny you know,
Ooh he never done nothing, done nobody wrong,
Did he think about changing his name,
But Im gonna tell him its the same old game.
Put another record on
Round and round and round and around - oh
Ah - see him smile.
Well lately Ive seen him
Walking down the street, kinda moving his feet,
Everyone I know looks the other way
Somebody help him, somebody say -
Put another record on
Round and round and round and around - oh
Ah - see him smile.
Its funny you know,
cos theres an old rock n roller
Hes got nowhere to go.
Did you ever think of taking him in?
Somebody help him, somebody please.
Just put another record on
Put another record on
Put another record on cos you know we like it
Put another record on cos you know we like it...
song performed by by Genesis
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Truly, the challenges we face are not Democratic challenges or Republican challenges. In fact, they are not political challenges at all; they are fiscal challenges, and educational challenges, and the challenges of figuring out how to take care of each other.
quote by Christine Gregoire
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Grown in Age and That's About It
Grown!
And still making immature comments.
Grown in body but not in mind.
Making comments about likes and dislikes.
And who it is they wish to beat and fight.
With the whipping done of someone's behind.
Inspite of the fact,
The one on their list for wishes to attack like that...
Has no idea these childminded creatures,
Stalk them near.
Grown in age and that's about it.
Expressing who they wish to 'get'.
And 'hit' over foolish and unbelievable nonsense.
Regardless if they are mothers and fathers with kids.
Ignorance is their policy AND initiative.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Grow
Grow.
Difficult it is.
And in the doing,
It is magical too.
If you,
Allow yourself to grow.
And not gloat upon your sensitivities.
With emotions on your sleeve to show.
Slow and determine,
To acquire knowledge.
And not upon it sit.
Become more inquisitive...
About life as it exists.
Don't permit,
Given criticisms to stop your quest.
The more that is learned,
The more of them...
May just manifest.
Grow.
It will become easy to be embittered,
By all that appears stagnant.
But a patience that develops,
Will within you begin to navigate...
Over obstacles and things that irritate.
You can and will,
Grow.
Show it with defined purpose.
Grow.
Don't fear ignorance.
Grow.
Overcome it like hopping a fence.
You can and will,
Grow.
Don't sit and bemoan your fate.
Grow.
Ignorance is not bliss.
Grow,
Ignorance can twist,
An unconscious mind into bits!
You can and will,
Grow.
Like a flower that blooms.
And reaches towards the sky.
Grow.
Do not deny it as life passes you by!
Grow.
Learn to fly and soar!
You can and will,
Grow.
Make opportunities for yourself,
And unlock...
All of those locked up doors,
You allowed to close before.
You can and will,
Grow.
Difficult it is.
Grow.
And in the doing.
Grow.
You can and will,
Grow.
It is magical too.
Grow.
If you decide to...
Grow.
Grow.
Grow.
Allow yourself to grow.
And not gloat upon your sensitivities.
With emotions on your sleeve to show.
You can and will,
Grow!
And let that be your mission.
Grow.
Knowing it is your ammunition.
Grow.
You can and will,
Grow.
Grow.
Grow!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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"Ole" Baugh Road
Round Ole Baugh Road its a great place kids to grow
Some grow up and move away
Most of us decide to stay
Round the oleBaugh Road
Hard working mom and dad
Gve us things that they never had
I our corner of the world
Romance is slow for the boys and girls
Round the ole Baugh Road
The neighborhood still looks the same
just new kids with the same old names
My Baugh Roads in a southern state
Yours may be anywhere, USA
Look around ole Baugh Road.
I see the kids on Ole Baugh Road
I see the glory of the future glow
Look to the Heavens and give a shout
Like my daddy did when he started out.
Round, round, round the ole Baugh Road,
Round, round, round,
Round, round, round
Round, round, round,
The OleBaugh Road
Round, round, round,
Round, round, round...
song performed by by Alabama
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You Spin Me Round
I, dont wanna know your name
And I, dont want your private number, baby
All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your loving arms
I want some, want some
I set my sights on you (and no one else will do)
And I (I, I, I), I've got to have my way now, baby
All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your loving arms
Watch out here I come
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round
I got to be your friend now, baby
And I would like to move in a little bit closer
All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your loving arms
Watch out, here I come
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round
All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your loving arms
Watch out here I come
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round
song performed by by Orgy
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Some Kind Of Welcomed Status
No one should feel threatened,
To serve a life sentenced...
Spent surrounded where people enjoy,
Mediocrity cemented in ignorance...
As if they are meant to seek this to employ.
I can understand why the young people,
Strike out and defy authority as they do!
Most adults are immature...
Without a presence of discipline that is endured.
And...
In most urban centers this is what people choose,
As an approval of some kind of welcomed status.
Or a showing by example,
Those qualities of leadership expressed...
To impress their children.
However...
Neglect is what these young folks expect.
With a quickness of their lives lived,
With no understanding the finalizing of death.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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10-9-8
10-9-8
Face To Face
I'll be your loaded dice
You're holding all the cards
You set the tone whenever I'm with you
You make up all the rules
In this game of fools
I see your signals change
They go from green to red
It's always stop and go
When the colors are changing
Never let on, never let on
Look to the left, look to the right
Why can't you look me straight in the eye
(Chorus)
10-9-8
I'm always counting down
You feel the pressure when you're under the gun
6-5-4
I'm always counting down
Isn't it funny, I never get to one
I'll be your only chance
I play the only role
I go the distance whenever I'm with you
You make up all the rules
In this game of fools
You keep me in the dark
I'm walking on the wire
I'm on the edge
It's always my time for falling
Never let on, never let on
Look to the left, look to the right
Why can't you look me straight in the eye
(Chorus) From: [email protected]
song performed by by Face To Face
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This Isn't Science
Why is it,
That when someone has decided...
To leave others alone and their foolishness,
Sends out a signal...
That what the person is really seeking,
Is attention.
So 'they', the 'others', have decided,
This is just a phase someone is going through...
And they will remain the fools,
They believe endears them to others.
And they do choose to stay the fools with solicitation,
That popularizes with encouragement the entire population.
'Sometimes ignorance is bliss.'
Okay.
Point out one person,
That has become blissed as a benefit...
By their admission to being ignorant.
Just one.
'That is a challenge.
Especially when no one admits it.'
That's the problem!
Everyone wants to teach their method,
Of ignorance...
To discourage anyone making attempts,
To escape from it.
'So what is it you suggest we should do? '
Continue to pretend we are intelligent.
People will leave us alone.
This isn't science.
But trust me...
It works!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Only as a warrior can one withstand the path of knowledge. A warrior cannot complain or regret anything. His life is an endless challenge, and challenges cannot possibly be good or bad. Challenges are simply challenges.
quote by Carlos Castaneda
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Ignorance Has Died
Why are they so gloomy?
Sitting and dressed as if for mourning?
'They have been there for a few days,
Sitting in a vigil.
Praying over the demise of ignorance.'
LOL...
You can not be serious.
Why don't you tell them,
Ignorance has yet to pass.
'Are you kidding?
Do you realize how long it took me,
To devise some kind of a plan...
That would keep them quiet.'
So how long you think they will sit like that?
'I don't know.
I paid some kids a few dollars,
If for two weeks they would walk up and down the streets...
Carrying school books and talking loudly,
About their Math and English classes.
I'm on a roll,
So I'm pulling out all stops to see what happens next.'
But it is still Summer.
All the kids are on vacation.
'When I told those children sitting in that room,
That 'ignorance' has died.
I was joking.
I thought they knew it was a joke.
They have been sitting like that for at least two days.'
And that's why you pay the other kids?
'Yeah.
Do you know how much I've spent on cellphones,
Video games, iPods and 3-D Tv's?
To get those kids nagging off my back.
And all I had to say...
Was 'ignorance' has died? '
I don't believe it!
'You?
I've been trying to find something totally ridiculous to say,
To get them to clean up their rooms.
I'm glad I don't drink or smoke crack.
I don't believe it either.
But you are my witness.'
And all you said was 'ignorance' has died?
'I swear to you.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't Light The Fire
I'm trying not to get mad
Mama says anger on fuels ignorance
Don't light the fire she says
But I've never been so tired
Got enough problems
Shouldn't even have to deal with this
Mama says anger only feuls ignorance
Don't light the fire she says
Jumping hurdles
Climbimg mountains
Delegating
Demonstrating
But mama says anger only fuels ignorance
Don't light the fire
Close to the wire
Every minute i tire even more
Keep pushing
Keep pulling
Til I get to the door
Anger only only fuels ignorance
not sure if i can hold it much more.
poem by Kendra Evans
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A Suffering Endured Has Ended
After many years,
A suffering endured has ended.
And you expect my empathetic participation,
With yours?
I don't think so!
I managed to jump through hoops,
To become cured.
And you complain when it rains.
Or from the sight of it,
Inside the comfort of your shelter.
My healing had occurred when fully exposed.
With challenges and obstacles still to overcome.
Only God once allowed can undo what has been done!
And that I discovered after having my own one on one.
In a reality I will describe,
As not being scipted...
For my enjoyment nor for my fun.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some People Grow Up
Some people grow up,
To develop into adults...
In staged phases.
Maturing with a blooming done.
Others grow older in age,
To never experience adulthood.
Or those staged phases of blooming.
And remain immature to play pretend.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A worry to matuare
I told him not to mature
As I was immature
I saw the future
As I was unsure
It may grow with age
Let it not confine to cage
No anger or rage
New print on page
Water the seeds
Fertile it with feeds
It may grow
With fine flow
You may notice
Without any advice
It is matured now
Can you say how?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One Disturbed
Seeking an attention,
By the use of offensive means...
Teaches not a thing,
To one disturbed...
By mental dysfunctions.
An ignorance like this has been fostered.
An ignorance has been allowed to flourish.
An ignorance that grows becomes expensive.
Since an ignorance bestows,
A flowing of it that becomes out of control!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I enjoy Augusta. I enjoy its challenges. There's no other golf course like this anywhere. Its greens and its challenges on and around the greens are just super, super tough. So the greens are fun to play in sort of a morbid way.
quote by Ben Crenshaw
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To Agitate A Childish Game
Sometimes I am tempted,
To agitate a childish game...
That has been played.
Just to feel and see it done...
To throw it back in someone's face.
But games played like that,
Have long passed their attraction.
Although so many are caught up in them...
With an immaturity that seeks as shown,
An act played like that would offer a satisfaction.
Sometimes I am tempted,
To agitate a childish game...
That has been played.
Just to feel and see it done...
To throw it back in someone's face.
And everyday I witness,
Immature adults with childish minds.
Complaining to others about who they don't like.
With a waste of time whining,
Hoping to 'hook up' with a like mind.
Everyday I seem to witness,
More children who should be adults.
More who have not discovered responsibility.
Or an accountability that brings to them concrete results.
And everyday I witness,
Immature adults with childish minds.
Complaining to others about who they don't like.
With a waste of time whining,
Hoping to 'hook up' with a like mind.
Sometimes I am tempted,
To agitate a childish game...
That has been played.
Just to feel and see it done...
To throw it back in someone's face.
But games played like that,
Have long passed their attraction.
Although so many are caught up in them...
With an immaturity that seeks as shown,
An act played like that would offer a satisfaction.
And as I pass such activities,
I feel blessed to have aged gracefully.
Although I grit my teeth...
Wanting to find a reason and purpose,
To respond to an ignorance...
I do my best,
Not to acknowledge...
With a reaction given that would please.
Thank You, Thank You, Thank You...
Farther.
For the gritting of my teeth,
And the keeping of my peace!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Only Two Fools Will Enjoy An Endless Argument
Advice.
Whether accepted or not.
If you do something for someone...
Do it and let it go.
Without making reservations,
In anticipated expectations.
Advice.
Whether accepted or not.
Listen to those you believe to be fools.
There is much to learn...
In the avoidance of ignorance.
But let it flow from the lips first.
Any interruptions introduces an argument.
And when was the last time anyone won an argument,
With a fool?
Only two fools will enjoy an endless argument!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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These Tasks Are Not Group Efforts
The spoils of one's chase,
Become obviously magnified...
When others believe,
One's journey is invitational.
When in fact...
Challenges one has created,
Are placed on a path...
For one to pass.
These tasks are not group efforts,
To test and crowd one's mission.
And those not aware of this...
Become exhausted at their own risk.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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