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The Humanizing Factor

Everything they've ever done,
Had been effective in undermining someone.
Their advocating to defame and shame,
Split apart those in close relationships.
And ostracized the ones to shun,
To isolate them from everyone.
With a deceiving playing of games.

But a giving of empathy to those who did this,
With understanding, comprehension and forgiveness.
Always comes without fail,
Since the humanizing factor has been solicited...
From those who had actually witnessed,
Culprits of evil deeds depicted...
Pruning their bushes and trimming their trees,
On days they gave the gardener time to eat lunch.

And with tears dripping from their eyes,
They explain to those listening...
How they were caught by surprise,
By an experience that has changed their minds...
About those they recklessly misjudged,
As being oppressive, selfish and inhumane.
And this motivated the switching of their vote.

'If it had not been for 'that' one experience,
We too would have thought them out of touch.
Now it is clear to us who is really on our side.'

~But...
How did you get through the gates of those 'estates''~

'We all were dressed as if we were immigrants,
Seeking housekeeping or sharecropper jobs.
To ensure our labor could be bartered.
And would not put a dent in their expenses.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Up And Disappeared

There has been a lot of listening missed,
That did not reach either your left...
Or right ear.
And I know there has been many attempts...
To reach you.
But you...
Refused to pay attention.
Since what was said you did not want to hear!

Time is very much a factor in this.
Because it is with time allowed,
Comprehension needs that thought process...
To make 'anything' for one to become clear.
But the only thing your stubborn held fits,
Has not understood...'and' 'that' you've dismissed.
Any understanding those few were willing to give,
Has up and disappeared with no regret shown for it!

Time is very much a factor in this.
Because it is with time allowed,
Comprehension needs that thought process...
To make 'anything' for one to become clear.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For This They Have Reason to Walk Proud

With a loss of communication between them done,
What could be mending without comprehension?
Without that factor!
What understanding is being shared,
If none is allowed to be there?
And how effective have those of negativity been?
I would say they have been remarkably successful.
Wouldn't you?
They have achieved division and distance.
Motivated by envy and jealousy.
And for this they have reason to walk proud!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Listening To The Stars

The stars suggest
That I may be influenced
By internal forces
Beyond my control
And I might be playing
This time, a different role...
Advocating to me
Reasonable reasons
And impartial decisions
For me to make...
Giving me the the strength
To freely open up
Discussions and persevere
In the face of conflicts...
Keeping emotions in check
And bridging the connection
Between wisdom and experience
By giving me the green light
To go ahead and cross the paths
Already designed for me
By destiny...
Just listening to the stars
Which are guiding me
Through a clear
And predictable journey...

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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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What Re-action From Me Do You Expect?

Observing...
With a giving to someone,
Undivided attention.
To listen as they reflect retrospectively,
A doing done to achieve their success.

This 'should' be an event to experience their happiness.
And not an opportunity for them to solicit empathy...
To pour from their hearts,
Highlighted aspects of their regrets.
As a forgiveness is mentioned for them to accept,
During a process of it being expressed.

But many find and discover,
Happiness is not one's ability to acquire possessions.
Or listening to someone confess this.
Since it is boring enough to watch them try,
To cry fake tears.

'You don't know how I wish,
Things between us had been different.'

~For what reason?
To experience the reality of feeling something real?
Or to relive your comments,
That I am not addressing my potential to impress.
Which thoughtless direction would you like to reminisce?
And what re-action from me do you expect? ~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not Only Am I A Sharecropper

Remember...
You take nothing from me,
With wishes to deplete.
I arrived here as the giver.
And what you decide,
To admit or deny...
Will not change,
The natural act...
Of what you discovered,
Me to do.
I was approached...
Working in the fields of my endeavors.

It,
The giving...
From me as you see,
Has been in many years of production.
And the nibbles you've been given to taste,
Can still be done.
Long after I have gone.
The seeds from my deeds...
Will grow to be harvested.
For as long as some choose to feed.

Not only am I a sharecropper.
I am a farmer with a business plan too!
I am not here to labor,
With my eyes just on you.
Look over your shoulder!
Those are also the fruits of my labor.

You must have thought I was dancing,
Just to get your attention.
And singing so you could hear my voice.

Why do you smile?
As if you knew.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From Behind The Shadows Of Others

How do I recognize a demonic influence?
It demands to interfere with one's peace of mind...
With an annoyance kept.
Seeking to be understood.
And trying to convince that an interpretation of life,
From behind the shadows of others easily influenced...
Is the rule to be followed.
And seeks to whisper doubts and curious conflicts,
In one ear to confuse with fear and procrastination.

And insists it does...
With criticisms directed and made,
Towards others not tolerating this nonsense.
With a spreading of lies to isolate and defame.
Especially those...
On a path taken and chosen with experience to clear,
Familiarized debris...
That tries to prevent a consciousness,
Already introduced to truth!

And those demonically influenced,
Are deceivers of truth...
And anything remotely connected,
With an attached understanding of it.
One demonic wishes to stick,
With a sweetness that delays.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Seeking The Spotlight

It has become so easy to criticize,
One who is effective in a doing to get done...
By those who stand aside seeking the spotlight.
But lack experience showing they know what that's like.
Since most of their time is spent,
Adjusting what is wanted on a wish list.
To change periodically as they see fit.
And not in the doing in performances that exists,
To be witnessed and known by others to have seen this...
By the one who has been criticized.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On Which Side Of Hypocrisy Do You Reside?

It has been exposed.
Why can't you face it?

Those disenfranchised,
Did not create or cause your current dilemma.
Neither did the homeless, the hungry...
Or those confined to live in inner cities,
Have a wish to live lives like this.

Those illiterate and ignorant,
Did not choose to isolate themselves.
Or chose to be abandoned with needs,
By those who created for themselves jobs...
Feeding delusions as they depleted identities.

No one effectively suppressed,
Invent fear or the aspects of threats.
Or control the media!
Be it TV, movies or the printed press.

No one you have selected to character assassinate,
Defame to shame or intentionally oppress...
Had any influence over your decisions,
You made with a narrow mindedness.

It has been your way of life...
That has produced dire effects.
And yet you protest against the rise of wickedness?
With deeds done that deceive,
Has not made any of this cost effective.
In fact,
Isn't your reality being financed by creditors,
You are deeply indebted to...
Overseas?
And you want to treat me the way you've done?

On which side of hypocrisy do you reside?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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And So...That's The Way It Is

Hi.
I haven't see you around these parts,
In quite a few years.
I was told you had been ostracized,
Because of comments you made...
Many back in those days found quite offensive.

'I was!
But...
Every now and then,
I would come back heavily disguised.
I wanted to keep myself abreast of the fresh gossip.
And who were those deceiving in discreet,
With their lies.'

I am surprised not to see you in masquerade.
Aren't you a little bit concerned, apprehensive and afraid?

'I must admit,
I began my charade dressed in a politian's outfit.
With shined shoes and a taylored suit.
And my dreads ties back.
As to not to have them hanging loose.

When suddenly there came a voice in my ear...
That said to watch the news on TV.
BEFORE you leave the peace you keep.
Stay to listen and watch with eyes cleared.

And to my amazement,
Those that had despised and ostracized me...
Were fighting amongst themselves.
And this was on national TV.

Not for a moment...
Did I hesitate to come and personally see.
I had to get up and as close to this.
Sometimes things shown on TV...
Are not to be believed.

Why are they allowed in a crowd,
To beat upon themselves? '

It was decided just this morning,
A new law would be passed.
And if anyone saw someone suspicious...
They would do their best to address that fast.

'And that is why they are swinging fists like that? '

They saw who were the culprits...
And with the law behind them,
They reacted to it...
As if their eyes were opened quick!
And so...
That's the way it is!
Amongst themselves they fight like kids.

'I remembered when you and I,
Were profiled and followed...
And proclaimed threats and spies.'

There has been a shift in their interests.

'I see.
And so...
That's the way it is! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Belonging

Let me navigate the resentment
in non-verbal manner, I go in myself,
dislocating the whole experience
of goodness for vulnerability

I was stung a hundred times
into playing a role not of mine
deceiving the life,
which was on the other side of self.

This encounter with hypocrisy in meditation
was very gratifying.
I begin trying a repetitive motion
of my hand to ward off evil,
and find a parallel home for a second thought.

At night I travel to galaxy of waste,
the perfect paradox of failure
where time clones a beautiful mistake
which will hop from man to man.

poem by Satish Verma
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Boys Dont Cry

I would say im sorry if I thought that it would change your mind
But I know that this time I have said too much been too unkind
I would break down @ your feet and beg forgiveness plead with you
But I know that its no use cuz now theres nothing I can do
I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try to laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Cuz boys dont cry
Boys dont cry
I would tell you that I love you if I thought that you would stay
But I know that its too late cuz youve already gone away
Misjudged your limits
Pushed you too far
I took you for granted
I thought that you needed me more, more, more, more
I would do most anything to get you back by my side
But ill just keep on laughing
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Cuz boys dont cry
Boys dont cry

song performed by by Oleander
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Boys Don't Cry

I would say i'm sorry
If i thought that it would change your mind
But i know that this time
I've said too much
Been too unkind
I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try and
Laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
'cause boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
I would break down at your feet
And beg forgiveness
Plead with you
But i know that
It's too late
And now there's nothing i can do
So i try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try to
Laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
'cause boys don't cry
I would tell you
That i loved you
If i thought that you would stay
But i know that it's no use
That you've already
Gone away
Misjudged your limits
Pushed you too far
Took you for granted
I thought that you needed me more
Now i would do most anything
To get you back by my side
But i just
Keep on laughing
Hiding the tears in my eyes
'cause boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
Boys don't cry

song performed by by Cure
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Evil Woman

I've seen a look of evil in your eyes
You've been filling me all full of lies
Sorrow will not change your shameful deeds
Do well best, someone else has better seen
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Now I know just what you're looking for
You want me to claim that child you bore
Well you know that it must he not be
And you know the way it got to be
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Wickedness lies in your moisten lips
Your body moves just like the crack of a whip
Blackness sleeps on top of your stray bed
Do you whish that you could see me dead
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me

song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Boys Don't Cry (live)

I would say i'm sorry
If I thought that it can change your mind
But I know that this time
I have said too much
Been too unkind
I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try to
Laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
'cause boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
I would break down at your feet
And beg forgiveness
Plead with you
But I know that
It's too late
And there's nothing I can do
So I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
and I try to
laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
'cause boys don't cry
boys dont cry
I would tell you
That I loved you
If I thought that you would stay
But I know that it's no use
cause you've already
Gone away
Misjudged your limits
Pushed you too far
Took you for granted
I thought that you needed me more, more, more...
and I would do most anything
To get you back by my side
But I just
Keep on laughing
Hiding the tears in my eyes
'cause boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
Boys don't cry...

song performed by by Idlewild
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Experience Reality Living Memories Erased

experience is life real raw felt first hand ingrains
experience witnessed is etched into landscapes
experience witnessed stretches into far horizons

disasters holocaust plagues beyond comprehensions
acceptances tolerances tested beyond pain thresholds
normality security shelter food resources possessions

experience memory disaster to told children passes
experience more distant to told grandchildren passes
experience reality legend myth fable forgotten fades
three generations fades forgotten from living memories

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Sometimes Out Of Touch

There were times I stood my ground
When I knew you were right
Turned around and walked away
When I should've held you tight
But you never closed the door
You just turned out the light
Gave me time to think it over
A chance to make it right
Sometimes out of touch
But never out of love
Sometimes giving in
But never giving up
We've been worlds apart
Yet always close enough
Yeah, we've been out of touch
But never out of love
--- Instrumental ---
No matter how we try
There still may come a time
When our minds are far apart
But I know you and me
Will always find a way to be
Together in our hearts
Sometimes out of touch
But never out of love
Sometimes giving in
Oh, but never giving up
We've been worlds apart
Yet always close enough
Yeah, we've been out of touch
But never out of love
Yeah, we've been out of touch
But never out of love...

song performed by by Alabama
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Ignoring The Increase Of Its Presence

In places where evil is kept practiced,
It takes one to find ways...
To ensure it is always distracted.

Approaching evil with righteousness,
Interpreted as giving it empathy...
Will leave one feeding into it.

Being observant to its effects,
Seems to be the best remedy...
In keeping one step ahead of it.

Pretending it does not exist,
Gives evil reason...
To deliver more of it to sit to go undenied.

Evil seems to reside comfortably,
In those places where people try...
Ignoring the increase of its presence.

Approaching evil with righteousness,
Interpreted as giving it empathy...
Will leave one feeding into it,
In those places where evil is kept practiced.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Include An Experience That Benefits All

Being social is a factor many doing it to get done,
Becomes advocated by those who solicit a mingling...
To congregate with others who have similar ideals.
But 'socialism' is despised by the ones trying to define it,
As a negative representation.
Although those who are depicted as socialites,
Have no problem being in the limelight...
With others who are on the right,
And exposing their exclusive appetites.
While labelling the ones depicted as liberal,
As being on the left with others who appreciate life...
In their pursuit to include an experience that benefits all.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Wisdom Patiently Achieved

Looking at them,
Anyone would perceive them to be...
Adults.
But listening to their conversations...
And hearing from them speak,
An overwhelming immaturity...
Immediately those mature,
Would detect a childishness limiting...
Their ability to be accountable.
Or any seriousness taken of responsibilities.

And flaunt they do,
Their children conceived.
With few of them understanding their parental deeds.
Leaving themselves and their communities,
Lacking in comprehension...
Of a discipline and what it takes,
To succeed.
With an applying of experience,
And a combination of mistakes made...
That requires a wisdom patiently achieved.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let us unify

Let us unify in search and experience
Let us not be fragmented by the fragmentation of experience
In our modern century

Let us recall a union of solidarity
On which we base our seeking for truth
On the explosive, shifting ground
Of our modern century

Let us form alliances across the categories
Of class and race and gender
That an oppressive system of profit
Imposes and aims to make essential

Let our understanding encompass
The morbid symptoms that arise in our fellows
Resulting from the time the old order
Takes to die

Let our love be a force for radicalism
And our fertility a force for the birth
Of the new society freeing all possibilities
From the limits of the bottom line.

poem by Frank Bana
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