The Givers
Snip it.
What complaint would you have,
IF you had a heart that gave?
Quit it?
You are just part of this experience,
Life!
It is not about you or your whims!
The givers receive no attention at all.
And there you are falling down with tantrums!
Going ignored are your calls.
Snip it quick.
Shut your lips.
No tree grows from a branch.
When a leaf is released from it,
It dies, to wither and rust from its visit.
Connected are we all to this,
Life!
All your needs could be met...
IF your greed did not set things,
Off balance.
With needs you only feed.
One day you will learn,
All your suffering has been well earned...
By you!
Feeling screwed by the things you do?
You wouldn't feel this way,
IF you lived each day to 'give'!
You look for ways to take, use and squander!
That's why you wonder and wander...
Seeking to reap from life what is good!
What have you done?
Are you looking for ways to give to anyone?
Or are you here just to take?
Well...
Take this!
Shut your lips,
And learn what it is to give!
And all that this life is,
Can be yours.
You will receive what is deserved.
The givers serve without a mumbling word!
And all that is heard from you...
Are offers to undo what is done.
Takers get back,
That which has been given...
And comes to them in abundance!
A rusting of a nothingness achieved.
Leaving them with the results,
Of their selfish and hoarded greed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Givers Takers
life is full of givers
stealers of life takers...
givers give to all races
takers take leave empty spaces...
it is impossible to give to compulsive takers
takers never satisfied with deleting happy faces...
life is full of givers
givers give to all races...
stealers of life takers
takers take leave empty spaces...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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They Too Dangle
If you suck the sap from the tree,
To feed your own interests...
Without seeking ways to replenish,
OR preserve what's left...
You sap the life from the tree.
And guess what?
Have you ever observed yourself,
Dangling from a branch?
Connected to it as the leaf you are,
Leeching.
Well...
That branch from which you leech,
Is connected to that tree...
From which you attempt to leave sapless.
And surrounding your unconscious doing,
Are others who are not as thoughtless.
But like you...
They too dangle,
Precariously with similar sefishness.
Until they dropp from that same tree...
Lifeless.
But you,
And those like you...
Wish to speed up that process!
With your frenzied greed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Scales of Justice
There is a law which guarantees
that as you sow so shall you reap,
there’s no point in not guilty pleas.
The record keeper never sleeps.
That which you give you will receive.
The correct balance must be kept
just simple justice I believe.
You have no choice you must accept
The punishment that you deserve.
Forget the lies you have been taught
repenting misdeeds will not serve.
Your protestations count for nought.
The scales must balance exactly.
The credit and the debit side,
no one is punished unjustly.
The law is equally applied.
There’s only you gives evidence
before a jury of your peers,
with wisdom and experience
to understand your hopes and fears
They will advise you that’s what they do.
About the things you need to learn
but the decisions left to you.
To choose to rest or quick return.
To start again with a clean sheet.
Another chance for you to earn
the merits needed to complete
the lessons which you need to learn.
Each life we live a step towards
a destination still unknown
Where we receive our just rewards
because we are at last full grown.
16-Jan-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Life's Joys
There are givers
And there are takers
A takers joy only last as long as what has been taken
But a givers joy can last a life time
poem by David Kush
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We Connect to The Abundance
These gifts we've been blessed with,
Are not ours to keep.
To receive in selfish hoarding.
We must deliver them,
To share.
They must be released,
In a thankfulness to give.
And in the doing...
We connect to the abundance,
Of the nothingness that enriches!
Evolving within the Universe that is.
And we then become part,
Of this Oneness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Comes For Me So Easy
If it was not easy for me to give...
You would have never known my face.
Or the appearance of it shown,
As often.
I do not try to grace you with impressions.
This is who I am.
Being me with you in my thoughts.
Being me wishing to offer to you,
Something from my heart.
Something that is genuine...
You will know from the start.
And it comes for me so easy!
Just like the breath I breathe.
Just like a tree that is there,
For what it does.
For what it offers.
For what it is.
There to give!
I want you to be aware you can depend on me.
But I don't want you to think of me as an obligation.
Waiting there from you to receive.
Not me.
I appreciate you too much.
You are life.
I want you to think of me,
As being there...
Easy!
As a part of who you are!
Since you will always be,
There for me to give.
And I can't think of any opportunity,
That comes to me as easy.
Knowing my life,
Means more than just for me to live...
With you making it easy,
For me to give!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nothing Nibbled Is Permanent
Live as if life is meant to give.
And...
That life we all have has 'already' been given.
Take as if rewarded for deeds achieved.
And...
Pleased with a life lived is guaranteed.
However...
One breathing daily the breath of life,
Seeking the fulfillment of promises others make...
May become disappointed by the length of the wait,
As frustrations become more the experience...
Of one's delayed expectation.
And,
Unfortunately...
For those living like this,
A complaint department does not exist!
So...
Live as if life is meant to give.
And...
That life we all have has 'already' been given.
Just know this...
Those prepared to taste the texture of cupcakes,
May have to settle for sour lemondrops as a replacement...
Now and then!
Remember...
Nothing nibbled is permanent.
Whether enjoyed or not!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Prudence
Seek not the things that others seek;
Say not the words that others speak;
Do not the works that others do;
Just do the ones that well suit you.
Live not the ways that others live;
Give not the things that others give;
Learn not the ways that others learn;
Earn not the ways that others earn.
Think not the ways that others think;
Ink not the way that others ink;
Sing not the way that others sing;
Do just things that contentment bring.
Take just the things in others good;
Eat just the needed healthy food;
Copy what is exemplary;
Just take what you can well carry!
(5-10-2000)
poem by John Celes
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Know It, And It Is Done
Stop feeding yourself discouragement.
That is not the purpose,
Why you are meant to live.
Removing yourself from entrapments,
Of failure...
Opens your heart,
To receive goodness.
And that you in return,
Without thought...
Will come to learn to give!
Stop listening to those in self defeat.
Those who solicit others,
To understand their limitations.
Recognize their wish,
To unseat you from your comfort.
Your peace of mind,
You can not afford to just dismiss.
Sit in quietness!
Allow a clearness to come.
Remove yourself from calamities,
That seem to attract everyone.
Tell yourself you are deserving,
Of happiness and love.
Tell yourself that!
And know that is true.
You are not here to bear,
The burdens of anyone.
Undo it and be through!
Stop feeding yourself discouragement.
That is not the purpose,
Why you are meant to live.
Removing yourself from entrapments,
Of failure...
Opens your heart,
To receive goodness.
And that you in return,
Without thought...
Will come to learn to give!
You are not here to spite life at all.
In fact...
You have the right,
To be excited.
To explore a life delighted.
And that is why...
Your life is here to be lived!
Know it,
And it is done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Barber
I'd like to be a barber, and learn to shave and clip,
Calling out, 'Next please! and pocketing my tip.'
All day I'd hear my scissors going, 'Snip, Snip, Snip;'
I'd lather people's faces, and their noses I would grip
While I shaved most carefully along the upper lip.
But I wouldn't be a barber if ...
The razor was to slip.
Would you?
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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In Life on Earth…
The west is not always the best
And east not always the worst;
The north is indiscernible;
The south is unexplainable.
Never ape all things you find around;
Never follow ones un-understandable;
Emulate the good found in others;
Take the good what cultures offer you.
Give unto Caesar what is due to him;
Give unto God what rightly belongs to Him;
One cannot serve both world and God
Except by being righteous all the time.
Nothing you do must exceed its limits;
There are some things that God abhors;
Both good and bad on earth are transient
But will decide your spot in after-life.
Learn to be wise and risk not priceless life;
Learn to not hate but love others around;
Learn to adjust with neighbours and creatures;
Learn to seek God and truth by being holy!
In life on earth, we ought to live right way;
Our conscience will ably guide us through;
Why worry for things earthly, lasting short?
Work for those things eternal in heaven!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 19-04-'12
poem by John Celes
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Be Careful Of My Heart
You and your sweet smile
You and your tantalizing ways
You and your honey lips
You and all the sweet things that they say
You and your wild wild ways
One day you just up and walked away
You left me hurting
But I can forgive you for that now
You taught me something
Something took half my life to learn
When you give all yourself away
Just tell them to be careful of your heart
Be careful of my heart heart
Be careful of this heart of mine
Be careful of my heart heart
It just might break and send some splinters flying
Be careful of my heart heart
Be careful
You you you
You you you
You you you
Took my love
Thought you took it all
You you you
You you you
You you you
Took my love
And now youre gone
But Im not breaking down
And Im not falling apart
I just lost a little faith
When you broke my heart
Given a chance
I might try it again
But I wouldnt risk it all this time
Id save
A little love for myself
Enough for my heart to mend
A little love for myself
One day I just might love again
One day some sweet smile might turn my head
One day I just might give all myself away
One day
One day
One day
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Sometimes
pressure fried the coldest head
bent to the side, wishing he was dead
and i would still defend
i would still defend
i'll give up on it all
i'll give up on the greed
i'll give up on the ones
who'll give up on me
held up by the poor somewhere
they're unaware, but i know we are scared
if i was to give in
the fight would soon begin
begin
so i'll give up on it all
i'll give up on the greed
i'll give up on the ones
who'll give up on me
sometimes
the sun shines
sunshine
sometimes
the sun shines
sunshine
did you give up on it all?
did you give up on the greed?
did you give up on the ones
who gave up on me?
did you give up on it all?
did you give up on the greed?
did you give up on the ones
who gave up on me?
song performed by by Ours
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I Receive
This beautiful gift You have given me...
I receive.
And grateful I am blessed,
It is yet from the peak...
Of its bloom unfolding.
I receive this breath of life You give.
I admit I am inquisitive...
To witness an obstacle that sits.
And You assist with a lift of it,
Off my path.
The faith I have,
Does not ask of You how this is done.
I receive my challenges,
In all ways they come to be wrapped.
To let me know my life...
Is full of assorted delights.
Some I may or may not like,
But they are mine.
And I receive what it is You wish for me.
In prayer everyday in the way I know I can...
I thank You.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: No Man is perfect
Most men on earth do things as per their wish;
Only a few think well before they act;
Most minds are egoistic and selfish;
Advice if free has takers few- a fact.
By trial/ error, each one spends his life;
Things may go wrong and you never know why;
Both haves and have-nots get problems and strife;
No man is sure when he would surely die.
Man wonders if when life’s each stage is past,
Could he have lived in better ways and did,
Some things in prudent manner or too fast?
Some problems of his life, could he have rid?
No man can perfectly perform all things,
Nor can he solve all queries that life brings.
7-13-2001
poem by John Celes
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Drop the nothing
chasing with the wind is not but gone
life as we have is not but a passing
scene in our own very eyes
all has its prize as it appears, alas! all has
value in everything we serve, all are
just beginning to receive again
nothing new to us, what we receive is
ours to give it to the one who shared,
make the best, for we give of what is a gift
all are nothing, but has a value, that
comes when it is to be given, dropp that
something in you, and nothing lost
face to the one who gives everything in you
dropp the nothing, even nothing is something
in you that holds you, for you are something,
of everything to the one who give you life
poem by Antonio Liao
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I Want Out
From our lives' beginning on
We are pushed in little forms
No one asks us how we like to be
In school they teach you what to think
But everyone says different things
But they're all convinced that
They're the ones to see
So they keep talking and they never stop
And at a certain point you give it up
So the only thing that's left to think is this
I want out--to live my life alone
I want out--leave me be
I want out--to do things on my own
I want out--to live my life and to be free
People tell me A and B
They tell me how I have to see
Things that I have seen already clear
So they push me then from side to side
They're pushing me from black to white
They're pushing 'til there's nothing more to hear
But don't push me to the maximum
Shut your mouth and take it home
'Cause I decide the way things gonna be
I want out--to live my life alone
I want out--leave me be
I want out--to do things on my own
I want out--to live my life and to be free
There's a million ways to see the things in life
A million ways to be the fool
In the end of it, none of us is right
Sometimes we need to be alone
(Solo: KaiBoth)
No no no, leave me alone
I want out--to live my life alone
I want out--leave me be
I want out--to do things on my own
I want out--to live my life and to be free
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Thanksgiving (USA)
When we say Thanksgiving
We say we are giving thanks
But whom do we thank for giving
Do we thank the turkey who gave his life
Do we thank the plants that freely give us bounty
Do we thank those people who taught us how to live
Do we thank those people who showed us how to give
Do we thank God for our insatiable greed
For our murderous ways to meet imagined need
For the stolen land on which we stand
As I ponder these things that have come and gone
I am thankful that I can see the sun
I give thanks this day has come
I will enjoy it and work for a better one.
11/2/2007
poem by Claude H Oliver II
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My Leaving Gift, My Prayer
As I prepare to leave I ask myself
What does it mean if I do not get a gift?
What does it mean?
How will I feel?
It means no one cares
No one likes you
I can only expect to get back what I give
Feeling scared as this answer reached me
I say a prayer that it should reach you
I should learn to give more
I hope that I can accept the truth, regret my mistakes, learn from them and hope to change
Hope to be better, hope to be stronger
I hope that I can stay strong, grow into myself and expand out of myself
To doubt myself less and enjoy the good in some
I hope not to conform to a world that does not see me as I am but as I should be
To sympathise with people who see me as different and fear me for it
Who wish I would be just like them so that things would be easy for them
So that they do not have to try so hard to understand the things they are not used to
I hope to believe there is good and seek it out where it can be found
To open myself
For when I am open I can give and receive
As an open bottle can be poured from and filled
poem by Absent Wryta
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One Little Comment
One little comment can really change your life;
It can make you feel good or cut you like a knife.
As a result, you may now want to try something new,
Or with an aspect of life, you may now be through.
You mull the comment over and take it to heart;
The speaker of the comment, unaware they’ve played a part.
The chances are that, of the comment, the speaker has forgotten,
But you are now left feeling really encouraged or really rotten.
Some comments are just throw-a-ways,
But they can easily make or break your day.
Some comments stick forever in your mind,
Whether they’re really hurtful or really kind.
Many years later, a comment you may still be able to quote;
It could be one which made you sink or one which made you float.
You will probably still be able to recall it word for word,
And even imitate the tone in which the comment was first heard.
As the result of a comment, you may feel better or worse,
And the speaker of the comment, you’ll either love or curse.
A comment can make you give up or give you the will to succeed;
Off one little comment, our further thoughts will often feed.
They can change the way that you see yourself,
And even have a good or bad effect on your health.
A bad comment can leave us feeling rather unsure,
Whereas a good comment, can leave us wanting more.
Just one comment, which may last only a few fleeting seconds,
May result in a whole new life, which suddenly now beckons.
You may leave your old life far behind,
Or a whole new life, you may now find.
So just take a moment and think before you speak;
Of the joy you may bring or the havoc you may wreak.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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