The Wishfulness of Their Own Deaths
With an attempt to defeat,
Their own demise they amongst themselves.
Have clearly created.
They.
Those of brilliance and of stated greatness,
Imploded from within.
With an understated division,
Biased by racism
They take liberties to expose their incompetence,
To those around the world.
Looking in on them.
With an attempt to defeat,
Their own demise they amongst themselves.
Have clearly created.
Whatever respect that is believed they have earned,
Shows their wish to control and rule the world.
An effort that has destroyed,
Visions of this attempt that brings to them an end.
The question to ask from all who now see,
How these deceiving tasks bleed needlessly.
Is a gluttony wish to achieve,
By a few who view themselves powerful with greed...
Worthy of a destuction to come,
To have such an ignorance welcome?
And if it is those tears wept.
Will haunt not the weak,
But those who implemented unconsciously.
The wishfulness of their own deaths.
And.
This just might be,
The solution to correct.
The spreading of their mental disease.
To leave humanity eventually with a wholesome.
And one respected by all that's lived in peace.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Have Made A Life Lived To Them Look Easy
Stay away from those who try to reduce,
Your experiences to their limited point of view.
They will attempt to discredit what it is you have done,
Because you have made a life lived to them look easy.
And you are only available to accept and listen,
To every detail of their nonsense.
And any patience with peace you have earned,
They will test with an expressing of their ignorance of it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Desperate Remedies
Seek the perfect race your knowledge you provide
Is this a worthwhile cause or just genocide?
Torment and despair alone and cast aside
No sympathetic ears to hear their cries
No justice in their world
Competence is no excuse for ignorance
Blameless yet their death has no significance
Sorrow and emotion are a consequence
Their eyes forever closed and you ask why
No justice in their world
Taking liberties with other people's lives
Testing theories to their demise
Could this be--desperate remedies
Fundamental thoughts you try to satisfy
The exception proves the rule and that you verify
This work in time of peace you cannot justify
The only words you ever speak are lives
No justice in their world
Taking liberties with other people's lives
Testing theories to their demise
Could this be--desperate remedies
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Desperate Remedies
Seek the perfect race your knowledge you provide
Is this a worthwhile cause or just genocide?
Torment and despair alone and cast aside
No sympathetic ears to hear their cries
No justice in their world
Competence is no excuse for ignorance
Blameless yet their death has no significance
Sorrow and emotion are a consequence
Their eyes forever closed and you ask why
No justice in their world
Taking liberties with other people's lives
Testing theories to their demise
Could this be--desperate remedies
Fundamental thoughts you try to satisfy
The exception proves the rule and that you verify
This work in time of peace you cannot justify
The only words you ever speak are lives
No justice in their world
Taking liberties with other people's lives
Testing theories to their demise
Could this be--desperate remedies
song performed by by Xentrix
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Today I Know 'Them' and 'They
As a child I believed I had an understanding,
As to who 'them' and 'they' were.
To me it was then obvious,
Who would be suppressors of my attempted success.
And as an adult who has aged,
With an attempt to make a difference...
As I faced those obstacles 'them' and 'they' created,
To make those tasks on my path more difficult to pass.
I came to realize who 'them' and 'they' had been.
Standing in everyone's way to delay any progress made,
With every conceivable deceit and whim to dish as wished.
And today I know 'them' and 'they'...
As the neighborhood naysayers.
Doing their best to prevent anyone's progress.
Well...
Not anyone's.
They still have their picks.
And a pride that services their ignorance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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War + Lives - add Love = Freedom
A nation born from war, for the “purpose” of establishing freedom
A nation divided in war, in an “attempt” to fulfill the goal of freedom
A nation engaged in world wars, in the task of “preserving” freedom
A nation policing the world, in the “pursuit” of freedom
So many young lives have been lost, for the “cause” of freedom
Let us remember those who paid the “ultimate price, ” for freedom
And dear God, please tell us! - “What! ” - is freedom?
“Life is to be lived, not controlled, and humanity is won by continuing
To play in face of certain defeat.” Ralph Ellison
'We need not war'
We need not war, to show us how freedom is made
What we need is love to show us how freedom is played.
For freedom is not - but to “do as we please”
But rather to “please others” - because of what we achieve
“To serve requires love, only with love to we attain freedom”
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Critical Mass
No confession?
Mental anguish you will possess.
No lessons learned?
The worse for you,
It is going to get.
No relief from your beliefs,
Is going to release you to forget!
A critical mass is upon you now...
Results of it will test.
Your point of view has been subjective.
To feed a greed and hoard.
Your motivation inspired one objective.
And with deceit...
Your own defeat,
Comes with an approval to complete!
And you are the main one...
That will not be ignored.
No confession?
Mental anguish you will possess.
No lessons learned?
The worse for you,
It is going to get.
The pain of it brings much regret!
And you are not alone!
That you can bet!
A collection of waste...
You tasted with acceptance.
And now may bitter your tongue.
But your bitterness inflicted,
Was not welcomed by anyone!
This delivery is just for you...
Without a need for your circumspect.
Disfavor?
Or denials applied,
To attempt rejection!
That which comes leaves nothing left.
All of it...is yours.
All of it,
At your doorstep!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Initial Circumstances
They have allowed one man,
To turn chaos into utter turmoil.
And millions of lives,
Destroyed by his policies.
Conservatives of right winged bleeders...
Stood by while a nation crumbled.
As they proceeded with their racist procedures.
Intentionally spreading division and tension.
And now they can not find enough excuses...
Why they locked stepped and followed their greed,
Behind someone who no longer keeps secret...
His desperate wish,
Is to be perceived as a leader who listened to others.
And they did not provide him with complete knowledge,
Of the initial circumstances...
That has destroyed an entire country!
Although they remained stubbornly fixed,
In their Cowboy versus Indian stances.
When he alone announced...
From the very beginning,
Of the opening of the gates to greed...
He would take full responsibility.
And fed the people,
The expense of his incompetence.
But he and others like him,
Have long left steps bloodied in failure.
And 'that' is his legacy.
With a demise...
The rest of those of like minds,
Are trying to disguise.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Captivated Is The Audience
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
'We're concerned about the little people.'
Says one sent to speak and represents sleaze.
'Those people' who initiate wickedness...
To leave it and deceive.
Those who use treachery to bleed the Earth.
And yacht about with venom dripping,
From privileged mouths.
Are about to be themselves seized with grief.
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
And this has been made clear,
To every aspect that makes life a possibility.
When leechers perceive and believe,
They are more powerful than that which has created them...
Captivated is the audience that witnesses their demise.
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
And captivated is the audience,
That witnesses their demise.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is Best to Leave This Mindset Alone
There will always be those,
Who attempt to match wits...
With those who comprehend
The advantages of understanding.
Some folks live within a box regarded as safe.
And from inside a point of view of outside events...
They choose to argue their findings,
Condensed...
From a state of mind that is comfortable,
But for those who have discovered 'reality'...
They know this makes no sense.
And to produce beneficial chit chat,
Does not induce a growth of thought.
When a sharing is lost with one who's mind is stuck...
Deluded in visions found too comfortable.
And eventually these folks others must give up!
A process attached to learning,
For some is a worthless yearning.
And for them a progress is created from isolation.
Where ignorance is encouraged to thrive and manifest.
It is best to leave this mindset,
Alone!
They perceive time sits to wait for them,
To be condoned!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Even though you can't expect to defeat the absurdity of the world, you must make that attempt. That's morality, that's religion. That's art. That's life.
Speed of a Crisis
Repeated and historic has been...
The finger pointing done to accuse another one,
For a self inflicted suffering...
That comes to them without end.
Insecurities unconfessed,
Now has them forced to address...
An idealistic way of life,
That sets the spotlight upon
Such a disturbing mess.
Yes!
Truth like this is difficult to erase.
When greed has been one's feeding.
And greasy fat hands appear...
With mud smeared on one's deceiving face.
Of course the blame for this will be placed on someone else.
That's the way these steps of greatness have been achieved.
Leaving victims dishonored and disenfranchised as they bleed.
And the speeding of a crisis begins to leap over false devices.
As those try to hide their absolute disgrace...
Realizing the basis of their taste,
Began with the seeding of petty issues...
And spiced with the baiting of race.
Now an incompetence has stirred the heating of disaster!
With a churning of internal division...
That can not be stopped.
Even as their demise is taking place!
With a trashing done that they have mastered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Take Heed©
Anger
Envy
Gluttony
Greed
Lust
Pri de
Sloth
And these are just the beginning,
Blizzard
Drought
Earthquake
Fami ne
Flood
Hurricane
Tsunami
Are these the beginning of the End?
Oh, Mankind, why do you take no heed?
When will you open your eyes,
To keep from being the essence
Of your own demise?
I smite my wrath to warn you,
In effort to maintain
The balance of necessity
That life can sustain.
Oh, Mankind, you must reform
The existence you have fated,
And change the course of reality
For those yet to be created.
poem by Joanna E. King
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Loss of Opportunity to Correct
They are seeking someone to blame,
For the deadend of their greed.
For the sloppiness of their gluttony.
For the selfishness they feed.
But they will come to realize,
They've been driven by their own addictions.
And their own needs to be deluded.
Unconsciously polluted and fantasized.
And with eyes clearing...
A reflection they see!
Racism, division, ignorance and isolation.
With a loss of opportunity...
To correct.
With no empathy bestowed from those,
Who observe them as they pass.
Looking onto this scene...
Expressing no feelings to be seen.
At least none they have chosen,
For them to regret!
Corruption fed without a consciousness...
Comes to greet.
Without delicious treats.
For a clean up that comes next.
And the seriousness of reality,
Taken to confront such a mess!
'Did we do this by ourselves? '
Yes, children!
No one else.
And guess what?
You will clean it up yourselves.
Here is your broom and mop.
Get busy!
And when you are done here...
There is much more.
Not we...
Or us!
But 'you' will do to improve!
And...
Over there,
You will find your uniforms.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Selfishness Invested
A fear of losing capitalistic views abused.
By those who depleted,
The economy with their greed.
And shouts of spreading the wealth,
Will take away from the healthy giving...
Of those who are rich!
Those with humanistic values.
Those who created jobs for others.
Those who are concerned...
About the infrastructure!
And of the well being of their fellowmen.
Sisters and brothers.
Those...
Who depleted,
The economy with their greed!
Those...
Who have devastated,
The lives of millions of people...
Who now fear socialism will cause them to bleed,
Their fading way of life!
Created by those wealthy...
Who could care less,
Who pays for a bailout...
To correct an infested,
Selfishness invested...
In a mess.
'Socialism shared by a few...
With a capitalistic point of view,
Keeps what is due between them!
Not you! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gridlock Blocks
Gridlock blocks and stops,
Advancement.
And those who attempt to prevent this growth,
With their votes...
Choke,
On their own ineptitude provoked.
And there...
Under a glaring spotlight,
They've become stunned...
By those seeking to see them,
Get things done.
To eventually be revealed to everyone...
That gettings things done,
Is not one of their capabilities.
Upsetting a correct direction,
That has promise to become effective...
Is the only implementation used to increase,
An obsession the opposition uses,
To ensure complete defeat.
Even if it is at their own expense.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Divisions They Have Created
Observing those taking offense,
Against policies and initiatives they implemented...
Is like listening to someone complain,
About the price of cigarettes and gasoline...
While waiting in line to purchase them at any cost.
People have grown accustomed to debating themselves.
As if those overhearing them,
Become attracted to the redundance of the limited topics.
Divisions they have created,
Have outdated realities.
They refer to the 'others' as those on the 'left'.
And yet,
They are 'right'...
With their insignificant infighting complimented with backbites.
Their own divisions they have created,
Escalated devastation.
Clearly they are a people of greed,
Wanting more of it for themselves to feed.
With an outsourcing of jobs...
For cheaper labor to pay as their economy slipped away.
They were the ones to oversee this travesty,
As a means to quietly lift themselves...
To the land of abundant gluttony.
Divisions they have created,
Deletes the fact of their discreeted deceit.
As their own hands dipped
While a diminishing of beliefs of those values and standards,
Were going unpoliced!
They speak of a greatness only reviewed on sporting fields.
They speak of a greatness on streets of decadence no one feels.
To lead is to know how to follow.
To greed is to know how to follow those like this who lead.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Objectified
All beautiful things meet their demise
Flowers in bloom surely will die
Frozen are the wings of the dead butterfly
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Clouds of gray spoil the light of the skies
The ocean must fall in order to rise
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
I knew I was doomed when you first said, “Hi.”
Two ships in the night, we were bound to collide
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Four months can pass in the blink of an eye
We lose ourselves without having to try
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
The simplest words become hard to define
You can’t see the truth when you cover your eyes
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Your pay the price to take this ride
Slowly, you find that you’re living a lie
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Pictures of us will fade over time
We become strangers in a world so wide
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
You’ll keep on searching for what you won’t find
You’ll lose your faith while I lose my mind
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Sometimes your morals get left behind
It will be too late when you realize
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
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You Thought Of My Kindness As Being Weak
When you chose me to be that someone
You could defeat and ruin easily...
I made every attempt to ignore you.
I even approached you to reconsider,
That which you valued in your life.
You thought of my kindness as being weak.
You thought of my respect shown to you,
A wish to have it removed to see it beaten.
Now you are loudly declaring I am the reason,
For your failures?
I am the reason why the hole you dug for yourself,
Is so deep you can not get out of it?
Look around you.
Even those you once had convinced,
I was a threat...
Are doing their best to keep you from being rescued.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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HEY? Are You Conscious?
It's yours.
You created it.
Do not attempt,
To put your crap on my back.
You've escape many years,
From accountability by doing that.
And I believe everyone sees,
Just where today you are at!
And yes,
It's yours.
You created it.
Take it back.
Everything you tried to claim,
You have said...
Was not your fault,
For a blame game to be laid.
But every decision made,
Resulted from your stubborn ways.
And you sit there with a list of accusations?
Hoping someone will erase your frustrations?
Everything you tried to claim,
You have said...
Was not your fault,
For a blame game to be laid.
But every decision made,
Resulted from your stubborn ways.
'HEY?
Are you conscious? '
It's yours.
You created it.
Do not attempt,
To put your crap on my back.
You've escape many years,
From accountability by doing that.
And I believe everyone sees,
Just where today you are at!
And yes,
It's yours.
You created it.
Take it back.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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They Want to Dominate
So fractured are they.
So split and divided within their walls.
No depiction seems as fitting,
As crazed does for them.
With labels like conservative,
And liberalism doing them in.
Dissecting the rights to live life,
With a wholesome completeness...
They will never in their minds find.
Conflicts sit within them.
And that is expressed...
Time after time.
They wish to comform,
To that which has been driven out of control.
They wish to bring back,
Barbaric times of old.
And they are thisclose to destroying humanity.
Peace for them goes unrecognized.
It doesn't within them,
Live to free!
They will not be happy...
Until life itself ceases to be.
They want to dominate,
Their own demise!
Reigning to rule and conquer...
Until visions of them have left,
All who observe with conscious eyes.
A fatality that will not shock,
Stun or surprise!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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