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The Need You Have To Charade

Ever since I've known you,
You've done your best not to admit...
Insecurities you have.
And those habits that exist.
Done as if...
I am not aware.
Or conscious when you declare...
You have other things on your mind.

And when you find the time,
You will work on those things
Needing your attention to mend.
And this you admit!

Since this and other things are accepted,
By your friends...
Why do I seem the only one,
Offended by them?

Maybe there is a reality...
I suspect you have!
But have not seen begin.

Perhaps I am the only one,
Who tires from hearing your creative excuses.
Freshly made to hide behind your masquerades.

And they have long been outdated.
Just like the fake loyalty of your so called friends.

Although I do understand the need you have to charade.
It is your addiction to self abuse,
I do not find amusing.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fake People

All the time
I look in your eyes
But what I see
And what you say to me
Are two totally different things
You pretend you put on a façade
I only wish you knew that I'm not
The only one who sees it as odd
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Because of their own insecurities
They try to pass on to you their idiosyncrasies
Thinking they are your friends you let them into your lives
But then they turn around and about you tell nothing but lies
Jealousy is such an ugly thing
Almost as ugly as hypocrisy
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Fake people
Fake people
So now I must ask who are your friends
Are they really what they seem to be
Or are they just trying to hide from you their envy
Do your friends really have your back
Or is it that that's where by them you've been stabbed
I once had a friend
One I thought would be there for me till the end
Then one day my happiness ended and theirs began
And when I needed someone to lean on
Behind me did no one stand
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Because of their own insecurities
They try to pass on to you their idiosyncrasies
Thinking they are your friends you let them into your lives
But then they turn around and about you tell nothing but lies
Jealousy is such an ugly thing
Almost as ugly as hypocrisy
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Fake people
Fake people
Be careful who you let know your business
'Cause in the end
Rumors about you they could be spreadin'
Don't put your trust in people who don't trust you
There's no telling what they're liable to say or do
Grow smarter with each experience
And you'll see true friends
Are the friends who are their with and for you till the end
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Because of their own insecurities
They try to pass on to you their idiosyncrasies
Thinking they are your friends you let them into your lives
But then they turn around and about you tell nothing but lies
Jealousy is such an ugly thing
Almost as ugly as hypocrisy
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Fake people
Fake people

(1998)

poem by Dionne K. Kelly
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song performed by by Rod Stewart
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If You Ever Make a Mistake

If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!

If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!

There's no need for moaning or groaning,
Over what's been done.
No one lives a perfect life,
Under the Sun!

Alibis are like houseflies.
They begin to annoy.
And habits are like pests when invited...
They are hard to destroy.

Even if you hit 'em with a bat...
They come right back!

If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!

If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!

Strap in that saddle and take that ride.
Admit that mistake made,
And push it aside!

'Okay, okay, okay!
So I made a mistake.
So what's the big deal? '

~Getting you to admit it! ~

If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!

If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!

'Okay, okay, okay!
So I made a mistake.
So what's the big deal? '

~Getting you to admit it!
If you didn't...
That mistake would have others that you make!
And with me,
That's not okay! ~

'Geeessshhh...
Okay!
But please...
Stop the song and dance routine.
I get it! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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song performed by by Robert Palmer
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song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Some Are So Creative

When some folks begin...
To make excuses.
It is a process for them,
That never ends.
They keep making excuses,
To use and abuse their family and friends.
In an addicting process...
Predictable!
Eventually identified as lies.
And applied over and over again.

Some are so creative,
As to make people believe...
Those who can see through this,
Are wrong not to comprehend...
An obvious illness,
Hidden within!
And why excuses for them exist.
Going on in their minds,
Without the slightest resistance...
Time after time.

And then comes the campaign...
To discredit and bad mouth others.
Either stating someone believes,
They have opinions that are not concrete.
When anyone who has ever made contact with them...
Notices too late,
They too have been wrapped up in a waste of time...
Helping the excuse maker to defend!
Only to find themselves in public disagreements.
And having the innocent eyes of a pathological liar...
Gaining sympathy from those,
Who had not been over time exposed!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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As Is Meant To Be Told

With a silenced mind,
Listen to them find...
Excuses to make for themselves.
And those who make excuses,
To abuse the truth.
Are liars.
With a quiet mind anyone can find,
Those who pretend.

There are ways to deal with people who pretend.
And there are many of them attempting to defend themselves,
With lies they tell on someone else.
Hoping the doing keeps them popular amongst those unknowing,
Them to be chronic liars prepared to always put on a show...
To protect their insecurities and victimizing those that don't know.

The affects of this are all around.
If one's eyes and ears are kept open.
And one's mouth is kept shut.
While listening to things being instantly made up.

Watch them mentally self destruct.

'Who? '

Those who lie and want you to believe them true.
While they continue to make things up,
As often as they do.
And those they've deceived will eventually awaken,
To disbelieve the doers of these misdeeds.
When the pieces are put together to reveal those faking.

There are ways to deal with people who pretend.
Hoping the doing keeps them popular amongst those unknowing,
Them to be chronic liars.
With a watching them mentally self destruct,
And those they've deceived will eventually awaken,
To disbelieve the doers of these misdeeds...
While listening to them talk about themselves too much,
With a passing of judgement and telling of lies on others.

'But...
How do we know them to do these things? '

Those who make excuses,
To abuse the truth...
Are liars.
And...
With a quiet mind anyone can find,
Those who pretend with a defending of themselves against...
Someone who is not around,
More familiar with the telling of truth as is meant to be told.

'Who do you think are those least likely to tell the truth? '

It is in the observation.
Who has difficulty accepting who they are?
Who uses their ethnicity as a fashion statement,
And not a possessed identity?
And who is quick to assess others like themselves,
With comments made that have no dignity?
And those who lie are always the ones self righteous,
Quick to use God as if God is not aware of false tongues.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Good People Become Friends

When Good People Become Friends
Things work better.
Things work together
Things work out.

When Good People Become Friends
Listening become hearing
seeing become insight
Attention becomes nurture.

When Good People Become Friends
Generosity becomes sharing
Sacrifices become pleasures
Rightful obedience becomes an uncommon delight.

When Good People Become Friends
Joys become happiness
Comfort becomes peace
Needs become an abundance.

When Good people Become Friends
Acquaintances become friendships
Concern becomes caring
Likenesses become divine love.

When Good People Become Friends
Traveling becomes a journey
Endeavors come into fruition
Living becomes Life.

When Good People Become Friends
Gifts become blessings
Blessings become anointings
Anointings become endowments.

When Good People Become Friends
Love becomes power
Weaknesses become strength
And death, Death becomes a new birth.

When Good People Become Friends.

poem by Cecelia Weir
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Getting Better

It's getting better all the time
I used to get mad at my school
The teachers who taught me weren't cool
Holding me down
Turning me round
Filling me up with your rules.
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Me used to be angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word
I finally heard
I'm doing the best that I can
I admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Getting so much better all the time
It' getting better all the time, Better Better, Better
It' getting better all the time, Better Better, Better
I used to be cruel to my woman I beat her and
kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man, i was mean, but I'm changing my scene and I'm doing the best that I can.
I admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Getting so much better all the time

song performed by by Gomez
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A time to bury sorrow

A time for you and a time for me,
to be whatever, we choose to be;
to set our sights, to reach the peak,
to realize goals, we truly seek.

A time to dwell. on things long past,
a time to think, on things that last;
on family, friends and things that matter,
on things that endure and do not scattter.

A time to laugh and a time to weep,
a time for treasured things to keep;
a time for reflection on how we feel,
a time to mend and a time to heal.

A time to live and a time to die,
a time for joy and a time to cry;
a time to smile and a time for tears,
a time for God to calm our fears.

A time to despose of loved ones dead,
A time to get on with the day ahead;
To blot out death and face the 'morrow,
To clear the mind and bury sorrow.

poem by David Lessard
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Victor Over Grief

Not shown is my heart.
And how I have grown...
To let things go!
To pick up the pieces,
And make brand new starts!

Not revealed is a healing,
Shattered emotions...
Took time to mend.
With the acceptance of the passing...
Of my parents, grandparents
My son, relatives...
And close dear friends.

With trusted faith and hope...
Discipline and prayer,
I am very conscious of where I had been,
To arrive with a gratefulness
That keeps me aware!

Without God,
I would not know any happiness at all.
Not to declare myself a victor,
Over grief I once believed would keep me weak!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Getting Better

Its getting better all the time
I used to get mad at my school
The teachers who taught me werent cool
Youre holding me down, turning me round
Filling me up with your rules
Ive got to admit its getting better
A little better all the time
I have to admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Me used to be a angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word
I finally heard
Im doing the best that I can
Ive got to admit its getting better
A little better all the time
I have to admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Getting so much better all the time
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
I used to be cruel to my woman
I beat her and kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man I was mean but Im changing my scene
And Im doing the best that I can
I admit its getting better
A little better all the time
Yes I admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Getting so much better all the time
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Getting so much better all the time

song performed by by Paul McCartney
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And yet We Sit in Accepted Procrastination

The time we are given to do what it is,
Seems...
Isn't enough.
It does not seem enough.

The time we are given to do those things,
We wish for us someday would bring...
To appear as if through the thinnest of air.
Seems...
Isn't enough.
For us it just doesn't seem enough.

And yet we sit in accepted procrastination.
Hesitating with that time we get...
To make excuses,
For not doing that what is wished.
Or making plans to have it fit,
With that time given,
To allow it.

The time we are given to do what it is,
Seems...
Isn't enough.
It does not seem enough.
But a wasting of it many do not admit.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keep Purchasing Those Toys

Your friends may have you believing,
Anything you want to hear and wish.
Those are your friends.
They may be competing with me.
But I don't see them as competition.

They may even supply you,
With fresh excuses.
And with a doing you may use them,
On others as you choose.
To have them accepted caring less you abuse.

You may even prioritize those things you like,
With expectations for me to comprehend.
I do with a choice to keep peace as I choose.
And to you I've said this before.
Although ignored I'll say it again.

I am not the one to roleplay in relationships.
And if you don't like what I say,
That's fine so be it.
To you I make no commitments to argue,
Or fight.

As viewed from behind take a look at my back.
There is no relationship I want like that.
To walk on eggshells when you feel I offend?
I suggest you keep purchasing those toys.
And add them to your circle of friends.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Best Conversations

Hearing people complain,
Reminds me of a child...
Who has been told to be patient.
But couldn't.
And did their spoiled routines,
To be seen in public.

'Someone should have whacked him,
Or her on the ass.
But that time has passed.'
Those, of course, are my thoughts.
Kept to myself.

And after learning personally,
That patience with sacrifice...
And the doing of those things,
That were right for me...
Pays in the delivery,
Of unbelievable blessings...
My patience has become short,
With people whining all the time.

It seems my best conversations,
Have been with people...
I discovered had aches and pains,
And at no time with me did they mention them.
Or did they give me a reason to suspect it.
Until I noticed a slight limp when we shared smiles,
To then walk away.

It's still amazes me how many things I find to do,
The moment I hear others begin to make excuses.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Things That Dreams Are Made Of

Take time to see the wonders of the world
To see the things youve only ever heard of
Dream life the way you think it ought to be
See things you thought youd never ever see
Take a cruise to china
Or a train to spain
Go round the world
Again and again
Meet a girl on a boat
Meet a boy on a train
And fall in love
Without the pain
Everybody needs love and adventure
Everybody needs cash to spend
Everybody needs love and affection
Everybody needs 2 or 3 friends
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
Take a lift to the top of the empire state
Take a drive across the golden gate
March, march, march across red square
Do all the things youve ever dared
Everybody needs love and adventure
Everybody needs cash to spend
Everybody needs love and affection
Everybody needs 2 or 3 friends
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
Like fun and money and food and love
And things you never thought of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
New york, ice cream, tv, travel, good times
Norman wisdom, johnny, joey, dee dee, good times
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of

song performed by by Human League
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I Do Admit This

I must admit,
I've gone through several personality shifts...
During my lifetime.
Finding those adjustments not so easy to take.
But glad that God took the time with me,
To make those growth periods...
Ones I now appreciate.

I must admit,
I've had great teachers.
Several I did not meet in classrooms either.
I've had close relationships with those,
Who taught me lessons to keep.

I must admit,
I miss my grandparents and parents.
Ex-wives and tight friends who in my life,
And in my mind....
Will always exist.
It seems those who were most interested in me,
Are gone.
And for some reason what they taught,
Has left me powerfully strong.

And I do admit this...
So much of their presence lives within me.
I feel them surrounding me constantly.
Whether this is memory or actual occurrence.
I must admit,
They've assisted in my endurance.
Leaving me to know I am blessed!
And admitting to myself,
What they have left has allowed my happiness.

I would not be able to live,
Without this admitted.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Conditions of Programming

If you want to wear those shoes,
Put them on.
There is no agreement of purposes,
In the first place.
You will do as you wish.
And I know this!

If you want to declare you are right,
When wrong stares me in the face.
And you want me to believe,
What you perceive.
Do it!
There is no argument.

Whatever you choose to do from now on...
That is up to you.
Conditions of programming,
Have been accepted as they are!
You see things as you wish them to exist.
And I choose to refrain from becoming a conformist.

However...
Let's come to admit,
We are both in conflict...
With the current nonsense that is being dished!
And getting out of it provides neither one of us an exit!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Maybe I Could Change

Maybe its just those same old things
Maybe its just a waste of time
This reminds me so much of the day you said goodbye
And as you walked away still I would not admit
You were right, you were right
But then now its a different state of things
Maybe its more than I can take
cause it seems like the worlds against me now
And I need someone to show me how
But I still cant admit you were right, you were right
And I was wrong
Maybe I could change
Maybe I could change the world
Maybe I could change myself
Maybe I could change the world
Maybe I could have your love
Ive been holding my hopes so high
But cant you help me now, my arms are so tired
And maybe they made the world that way
Maybe its just a waste of time
Just like me, they turn the other way
And just like me, cant bring themselves to say
Now I know the mistakes that I have made
And if I try and if its not too late
Then I can maybe admit you were right,
You were right, and I was wrong

song performed by by Utopia
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