That's The Kind of Medication They Are On
They honestly believe,
Their illnesses are projected...
Throughout the nation.
That's the kind of medication they are on!
And it has to be working.
The affects of it are brilliant.
It leaves them in denial and pleading,
For Marshall Law.
It has to be witnessed to be conceived.
Their poisoning has been successful.
They are quick to defend their ailments!
And denounce those who bring it to their attention!
It's like hearing children cry for more,
When spanked and punished!
Something has induced,
The seduction of a mental disturbance accepted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A colonized mind of Africa
Don't call my Africa a moron!
After stealing its means
Poisoning its food
Larcenous its resources,
And made it to look poor, like a church mouse
My African? Your mind is still colonized even today!
Africa you are now monotonous
With fake accent of colonization
Look! What colonization have done to your bright thoughts
I didn't know that it will last during your lifetime.
'Africa your mind is still colonized even today'
You use to have sharp shooter mind
You where In depth and independent
And now you are forever broke and in debt
You are breast feeding your children with disease-ridden milk
And your generation is mislaid generation,
Shorn of self worth and delicate identity
African children are on denial
They have give-up their Africanism 'Ubuntu'
They size their short hair with extensions
And paint their skin with this!
What is this? On African daughter?
Africa you are not yourself
Why? Who gave you food poisoning again?
When I gaze at you I see America!
When I take a glance at, you are Europe!
Your pregnancy with colonization
Was supposed to be miscarriage
Then I will approve death
A vital misfortune of your expectation
Your TB affects your children
Your infections give them a running bowel
They don't know which is which
Africa can I brain wash you?
And give you a medication for this infection.
'Africa your mind is still colonized even today'
poem by Jacques Sprenkie Mateya
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If Given The Attention
Many regard the hearing of truth,
As offensive.
And those who tell it...
To be evil.
And in some environments,
Those who can not handle the speaking of it...
Are afflicted with all kinds of ailments.
Their minds will not accept the truth.
And institutions to assist them,
'Heal'...
From an assortment of psychological perceptions,
Grow!
And those seeking to campaign against truth,
Often annoy others...
With every complaint imagine.
From not being understood...
To finding someone or 'something' in their neighborhood,
Not meeting the expectations.
AND...
If given the attention,
It is clear they are amongst those living in denial!
AND...
If given the attention,
Mouths are open...
With ears closed and nothing is heard,
Giving anything heard a time to listen!
Unless,
Of course...
The 'word' is spoken in church,
For them to misinterpret.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Honestly
This poem is dedicated to Kimberly Ashley Evans.♥
Honestly I know I love you
Honestly I hope you know thats true
Honestly you are the one
Honestly I hope we are never done
Honestly your my life
Honestly I hope you will be my wife
Honestly I know Im yours
Honestly I hope you dont open any other doors
Honestly your mine
Honestly I hope that is fine
Honestly you are so pretty
Honestly I hope you know that Kimi
Honestly do you know what to do?
Honestly I hope you have a clue
Honestly will you marry me?
Honestly I hope you know I wont deceive
Honestly without you I would die
Honestly that is not a lie
Honestly do you know what I see?
Honestly I see someone that deserves glee
Honestly you are amazing
Honestly you are my craving
Honestly God loves you
Honestly I cant blame him because I do too
Honestly your always right
Honestly I hope your always in my sight
Honestly lets spend out lives together
Honestly Forever
poem by Bryan Hammond
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The Best Love Yet To Get
There is one disadvantage,
In being a part of a large family.
Or inter-related like many who confess it.
There will be more than a few believing,
They are deserving of getting attention.
With a love to them individually expressed.
And those who have accepted life as it is...
Have learned to give love without attention given,
Because with them it is love they feel.
And this is what they give to others regardless.
Since God has already give them all the attention,
And this love once known is the best love yet to get.
Although some with insecurities will feel a need,
To call attention upon themselves.
For whatever those reasons...
To appease and satisfy their mental weaknesses.
Thank God the trees aren't jealous of their branches.
Or the leaves sprouting from them which are nourished.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sick Of Their Tricks
I've had it with demons and sick of their tricks.
I've witnessed their tactics...
To identify them quick.
My need to observe them with curiosity,
Has diminished my giving any attention.
With an unleashed disbelief.
I've had it with demons and sick of their tricks.
I've witnessed their tactics...
To identify them quick.
Donating my time to be further manipulated,
To have my focus by them castrated.
Has left them behind to tempt or bait my mind.
My need to observe them with curiosity,
Has diminished my giving any attention to them.
With an unleashing of disbelief.
To wonder in a pondering as they increase their misdeeds.
I've had it with demons and sick of their tricks.
I've witnessed their tactics...
To identify them quick.
Not even to pause to peep what they seek.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mother Has Grown Weary
Refusing to accept,
Mother Nature does not fight on battlefields...
They continue in attempts to overpower Her!
With advanced ignorance,
They destroy Mother's children
And everything natural they find uncomfortable!
Or at least,
Fight to control!
Mother has grown weary.
Beginning to scold in a selective manner,
Never witnessed before!
She spanked with warnings.
Now She feels She has to be 'thee' bitch...
To get everyone's attention!
And...
She will get it regardless of opposition!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Which Definitions For Them Have Changed
Who knows what's on their minds,
Or which definitions for them have changed...
To fit their disloyal temperaments.
They wish to be so far on the side of right,
It is amazing they still stand tall...
On the edge of a cliff that clearly crumbles.
Too many of them now are showing signs,
They are insane; out of their minds.
With permanent stays.
And finding the act of blaming each day lived,
On decisions they consciously make...
To lay on the back and shoulders of someone else.
You name it.
It is not theirs to claim,
If it reveals irresponsibility or lacking accountability.
Are you kidding?
That would be the mature way to approach life.
Then they wish to seek counseling,
After their methods to self destruct...
Is interrupted by a new TV show.
This is not a joke.
These folks take what's on their TVs seriously.
Or someone who represents them to defend...
And...
Seeks any evidence,
As to why they have committed to do this!
However,
If someone disappoints their kind of erratic madness...
They are quick to follow someone else,
Who promises them a remedy for their historic illnesses.
No matter how deep the search to find a cure for denial.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whatever It May Be that Affects
What,
Ever it may be that affects...
You have it in yourself,
To disconnect it.
Whatever it may be that affects,
You have it in yourself...
To disconnect it.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
A loneliness you wish to rid!
Whatever it may be that affects.
Emotions breeding to feed on fears!
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Heartbreak that can not escape the aching.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
You gave to it now from you erase it!
Whatever it may be that affects,
You have it in yourself...
To disconnect it.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life And Those Who Live It
What you tell others you do for me,
And how you regard my presence in your life...
Are just mere words you use to entertain their attention.
What you say to others is not what I've witnessed.
I've witnessed you using my abilities to call them your own.
I've witnessed you lieing to defend your inappropriate activities,
Because you lack backbone to stand on your own two feet.
And I've been victimized by you several times,
And this I have condoned but to you it has gone unknown.
The only fool you have taken me for and believe I am,
Is the fool who acknowledges...
The you I should have left alone,
A long time ago!
The only thing you can accuse me of doing,
Is being overly patient...
With someone who has manage to take,
Life and those who live it...
Totally for granted!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Redevelopment
Thinking of all aspects of discipline.
And the benefits of comprehension...
Once the affects of listening begins.
The association of respect,
As it is witnessed...
To be connected to one's happiness.
And the satisfaction one gets,
Upon learning sacrifice and patience...
Is a successful process in redevelopment.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Paid Generously
Non-threatening to perceptions accepted,
Are those most likely...
The recipients of positive attention given.
These are days of crazed mentalities.
And those attempting to solidify their agenda...
Can not afford too much truth to slip and confuse.
A wholesomeness projected is the expectation.
Although observations,
Witness those challenged by such a kept mindset.
Rapidly are the lifestyles changing.
Everyday someone new is claimed to be the blame.
Someone who dared to represent leadership.
Someone who appears approachable...
And doesn't mind it one bit being publicly screwed.
Or being paid generously to be called an idiot....
And defamed for principles said to be those of a fool.
Non-threatening to perceptions accepted,
Are those most likely...
The recipients of positive attention given.
But not when it is conducive to point fingers.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This nation was conceived in liberty and dedicated to the principle - among others - that honest men may honestly disagree; that if they all say what they think, a majority of the people will be able to distinguish truth from error.
quote by Elmer Davis
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Never Given A Chance To Happen
It would have made a difference,
If those experienced and willing...
To volunteer their time,
To secure the cementing of foundations...
Were regarded as friends.
And not threats to suspect of wanting,
To flaunt special attention given.
It would have made a difference,
If those who had nothing...
Accepted someone with something to give,
As a benefit to the environment.
With an advantage for all.
Instead of someone to ignore...
Defaming with a smearing campaign,
In a hope to see them fall.
It would have made a difference,
To the ones who now...
Have surrounded themselves,
In surmounting conflicts...
Creating their mental and physical ailments.
It would have made a difference,
If mindsets were connected...
To a discipline respected.
It would have made a difference,
But that difference...
Was never given a chance to happen.
It would have made a difference,
If opportunities presented...
Were recognized.
It would have made the difference!
But it didn't!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Can Fault Be Expressed?
Either tolerate the affects of noninvolvement,
Or praise yourself for deeds that failed!
Whatever has been done,
Reflects a belief that has been achieved.
A perception conceived and done!
Any tears shed...
Should be those of joy!
If you aren't feeling that way at all,
How can fault be expressed?
When impressions given and accepted...
Were of your own creation.
And Included in exclusiveness,
A degenerating degradation!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Conformity Is Achieved
Take an abnormal way of life,
And hype it as accepted.
Ensure every aspect of it...
Is praised for its ways and acclaimed.
Take those who do not fit,
This picture of twisted mental bliss...
And defame them as misfits.
With an announcement made of this.
And that's how conformity is achieved.
With a maddening insanity,
Increasingly projected.
Respected and received.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Suspicious Are Those With Wicked Wishes
There is nothing more disturbing,
Than someone observed...
Espressing joy and happiness.
For no apparent reason.
And those on drugs,
Have a certain appearance.
While those alcoholic,
Have eyes clouded in denial.
Those natural high lifers,
Are often thought of to be crazed.
Or completely detached from reality.
And today this amazes those distracted by it!
How often is it that one is seen,
Smiling and content?
And absolutely self abuse free.
While attracting attention AND comments.
Has a rehabilitation been the cause of this sensation?
Something of a discipline has occurred.
With a vibrancy that expresses verve.
How encouraging!
And this takes nerve.
Suspicious are those with wicked wishes.
'Oh...
They 'have' to be doing something more than nothing!
Because too much attention they bring to it! '
And discipline and self respect,
Are the last things loose lips digest in minds to accept!
With an evilness projected.
And leaving those 'bugs' that fly up their asses,
To camp out in a permanent residence.
Although finding it unsafe to stay there!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Bring The Noise
Massive mental shouts to the crowd
This is the sound of the underground
Yeah!
Now
The times right to take over
No trace of fear
I can see a swelter
Switch on the lights
Jams hot on mic
We still rock the nation
Thats our reputation
We bring the noise!
We bring the noise!
We bring the noise!
Once again
We got some radical rhythms
Up on the stage
Theres no time to rest
You got to check out
Jams hot on the mic
We still rock the nation
Thats our reputation!
We bring the noise!
We bring the noise!
We bring the noise!
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Medication
They think medication can make everything all right again
Isn't that a big joke
They think medication will make me happy and straight
Oh isn't that funny
They think medication will solve everything
Oh they're so wrong
Medication isn't the answer to all of life's problems
Believe me
Everyday you take your medication
Hoping your little problems will fade away
Everyday you swallow that japped little pill
Hoping you pain will go away,
but will it
They think medication can 'fix' me
Oh they're so wrong
(2-21-05)
poem by Brandi Young
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Traitors Will Be Ostracized
Fitting in...
Being accepted!
Not standing out...
So as not to attract attention
To oneself!
It's so difficult to have integrity,
With a raised eyebrow.
Sooner or later...
It will have to be shaved,
Or sunglasses worn...
With black lens to hide that!
And designer approved.
A recommended 'chic' with deception look!
Anyone percieved detecting dishonesty...
Will be labelled as a follower of truth!
And that will not be tolerated!
Traitors will be ostracized...
And punished to the fullest degree.
The very best of character assassination
Will be applied!
It is a conformity everyone abides!
And legalized to uphold an accepted way of life!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Remedy Too Many Dare to Face
To tunnel in and out of the darkside,
Has to be done.
If an appreciation for light,
Helps to overcome....
A foolish accepted activity,
Easily embraced...
By those too long comforted by clouds.
When there is an option to bask in Sun.
To avoid pain some keep it sustained.
And not to admit it is felt...
Does not mean it is not seen,
Nor kept undetected from someone else.
It resides and hides behind illnesses.
Inhabiting our minds to dine on mental ailments.
And they are shared without thought.
As if to gift others...
Seeking agonies sought.
'You're not the only one,
Who has enjoyed those aches and pains.
I've had them for years.
And my doctor says I should...
Double the dose.
Promising slowly I will begin not to notice.
As long as I maintain the routine.'
To tunnel in and out of the darkside,
Has to be done.
If an appreciation for light,
Helps to overcome...
Until the root of this self infliction,
Ends a need for habitual prescriptions...
We are addicted to monitor.
Fearing the cure of self examination.
A remedy too many dare to face.
Choosing to pop and dropp daily as scheduled,
On 'anti-reality' in its place!
With no less than 8 ounces of a preferred beverage.
'I'll take another round of rum and coke.
Forget the rocks! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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