There Is a Welcoming of Truth In Everything That Is Done
I remember my encounter...
With reality!
That's when I was stripped,
From those things I valued.
I was spinning in a whirlpool
Of a cruel introduction to truth.
I had some things I liked.
Things I thought I needed,
And kept polished!
Waxed to keep dust reflecting shadows.
Yes!
Even though accelerated winds,
Kept cars I owned spotless.
Dust and I became enemies.
I just didn't want to see any of it on my cars.
I took my parents for granted.
Until they became ill,
And passed away.
Friends I shared nakedness with.
And every conceivable intimacy...
Were gone!
Vanished in thin air it seemed.
And the things we shared,
To impress each other with...
Became useless possessions.
Especially when loved ones go,
And you are left holding onto emptiness!
And it doesn't take long...
To discover the valueless nonsense in this!
I remember my encounter...
With reality!
That's when I was stripped,
From those things I valued.
I was spinning in a whirlpool
Of a cruel introduction to truth.
And when I began my pursuit,
To free myself of guilt...
I had to forgive a superficiality I had with life.
When I discovered my heart could be broken,
By the permanent absence of those I love!
There is a welcoming of truth in everything that is done.
I am blessed to have learned how to love and forgive.
And blessed to appreciate my life as it is.
And so very blessed to have come to know the ones I loved!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People Aren't Wearing Their Pretentions Anymore
One thing is certain.
And you will know this for sure!
Gone are those days,
When pretending to be someone's friend...
Has come to a halt!
That has finally come to an end!
People will be looking for evidence.
And just saying you have friends...
Is going to be more valued,
Than anything you 'thought' you owned.
The times we now live will reveal this!
And 'if' you have been working,
To maintain appearances?
Many will find those 'appearances' foreclosed!
Nothing they 'owned'
Can be shown!
Not so much from lack of payment...
But from an introduction to reality!
And 'this' many will find themselves lacking.
Since 'reality' for them produced no backing!
Few had kept track...
Of the importance of keeping,
Themselves attached to facts!
Now they run stunned,
From a truth that attacks!
A reality that crushes perceptions,
Of what is desired most!
Some will find a closeness is needed.
And deceptions will uncover...
Denials suffered and discovered.
With some in recovery,
Hopefully with others!
Someone is sought to be trusted,
These days.
And if you have rushed to purchase that trust...
Guess what?
You and what you have worked to achieve...
Is as useless as your fake smile!
That has been poisoned with this disease.
And 'that' is no longer the standard.
Or accepted like tantrums of a child!
Not in these times as folks are trying to find...
Something of substance that is far more reliable!
And a selective way of life and outlook,
Has become fruitless, unnourishing...
Outdated and passé!
Like judgements passed for quick trials!
People aren't wearing their pretentions anymore.
And you with your charades displayed,
May just find yourself...
Among those who are left,
Who are feeling not only guilt...
But a disgust that has been much betrayed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Only You Know & I Know
We know you really only wanna hear
The things we like to say
But if I said to you please dont do it
You do it anyway
Sometimes I know, we gotta be cruel
Be cruel to be kind
When I ask you, what you see in me
You say our love is blind
Cos only you know and I know
The things we mean to say
Only you know and I know
The things we mean to say
Whenever I think I know you better
Better than I know myself
I open up and give you everything
Then you say, o.k. what else
And when I run away you always cry
You always over react
But I dont know if you know how you really feel
But you better know before I get back
Cos only you know and I know
The things we mean to say
Only you know and I know
The things we mean to say
Just try to remember
Now Im the one you love
You told me, ooh try to remember
Im the one youre always thinking of
You told me, please try to remember
Before I walk away
Remember
Its not good enough telling me the way it was yesterday
Cos only you know and I know
The things we mean to say
Only you know and I know
The things we mean to say
Only you know and I know
The things we mean to say, yes
Only you know and I know
The things we mean to say
Only you know and I know...
song performed by by Phil Collins
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Unspoken truth
The truth hidden in me
Is the thing nobody can see.
I am acting as a treasure keeper,
Hiding it to be discovered.
Truth has its own fate
Reality is known by it.
After knowing the truth,
You will know what it worth.
Things seen by eye and heard by ear
Will not be believed and not to be care.
This is the only truth unspoken.
It’s thee truth of life,
Hide it to survive.
If anybodies knows
Please don’t let it to flow.
If shared than gone,
All will run towards the throne.
Beauty of life end there
When unspoken truth of life is know here.
poem by Amar Ghimire
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The Luck of a Blessing
HA HA HA, just my luck...
I try hard to go one way, but God wants me to go another.
I thought this was the right choice, but He says choose again.
Nothing is ever easy when it's something worth fighting for,
but nothing is ever more harder when that same cause you'll die to protect
has stabbed you in the heart.
So I guess that's just my luck...
I am a person who knows many things, and the one thing
I do know is that things will never be the same-we all have to
except change rather good, or bad, its comes with the territory..... the territory of life.
But I guess luck has nothing to do with it,
but love is everything about it.
Focus not on the feeling, but on the person. He truly loves us through thick and thin,
even though some may not love Him back.
We love because he loved first-we suffer because he suffered
greater-and we live because He still does.
So that's my luck, the fact that I'm blessed.
No matter how the day goes I'm blessed.
No matter where in life He takes me I'm blessed,
and no matter who leaves me, whether it's a lover, friend,
or members of family, with Him I'm always so thankfully blessed.
poem by Augustus Gatlin
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Duck, Bob and Weave
I am glad I had been an angered man.
Embittered and pretension free.
I'm glad I didn't waste my life chasing,
To have 'things' replaced by more things...
Needing to replace to show a false face.
And it bothers me.
People who do not trust their own instincts.
And then have claims to love God with faith.
Then take every opportunity they can to fake living.
As if on a constant exhibit.
I am glad I was visited by reality very early in my life.
Glad I am too...
To have gone through lots of nonsense.
Headaches, heartbreaks and emotional devastations.
I'm glad my daddy taught me how to box.
I had to defend my consciousness,
From many things thrown at me at once.
I know how to duck, bob and weave! '
That's for sure.
Give and take.
Forget and forgive and let live.
It isn't easy.
Well...
Let me say,
It has become 'easier'.
I dislike seeing people losing their lives.
And those 'things' they valued...
That brought them happiness.
Or whatever that is people think things do for them.
I dislike it.
It shows a detachment of sorts.
I've always been inquisitive!
And wanting my passions touched!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I feel like I've been robbed!
We've both made choices.
Not once did I question
Those you made.
I never compared your way of life...
Or whether you lived it right or wrong.
Or to how many charities you gave,
If any.
I did,
However...
Discovered you felt uncomfortable,
That I had felt at ease.
Knowing I had no exorbitant mortgage.
Or neighbors to keep up with to please.
Or that my basic life involved having no car to drive.
I enjoy all types of people.
But I am not one to wine and dine,
Or constantly socialize.
I had admired that about you.
You loved what you did and I did too!
But today,
You seem critical of the life I've made.
The only thing that has changed...
Is my age.
I've never been into 'things'
That could come and go away.
Or try to hold onto pretensions...
To show even though they fade.
What you valued is gone and did not stay.
And why that angers you...
Is between you and your 'beliefs'.
Don't try to hold that against me.
Wasn't it you who once said...
I was delusional and feared reality instead?
Well...
I am living in my 'reality'!
What have you found so upsetting about yours?
Oh...
Was it those things that made it more realistic?
Giving you more of a sense of self worth?
But why is it you feel that way now?
When I still have less 'things' than you!
'I don't have a car or a home anymore.
And last week I was laid off my job!
My 401k is worthless.
And I feel like I've been robbed! '
Gee.
That's too bad.
And all this time,
I've been feeling blessed.
And that's real odd!
Because I don't,
Right now...
Have a penny in my pocket!
And there you are...
Faithless!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth
How did I get here
Think I know what I did
Always worked real hard
Maybe I missed something
I'm not into pointing fingers
Showin who's right or wrong
I just wanna keep it real
Cause maybe I was doin fine on my own
Listen:
I had a career before now didn't I
I had lots of friends before now didn't I
And I had my fans before now didn't I
And I had my family before now didn't I
Guess without you
My little life was nothing
But don't sweat it
Let's say we disagree so
Arguing ain't necessary cause
We both have out whole lives left to live
We're both consumed with jealousy
But the truth can set you free
Don't act like you don't know the truth
Cause deep down in your heart you do
Let it go
Ooh child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh child thing will be bright cause
Truth will set you free
Conversations deep
When you talk to yourself
There's no wayt to cheat
Cause you know you can't be no one else
Won't trip out on disappointment
Cause failure is just not me
Still I gotta do my job
Cause you know my show can't go on without me
Listen:
I had a career before now didn't I
Sold out round the worl before now didn't I
I had a few hits before now didn't I
And danced until my feet were sore now didn't I
Guess without you
My little life was nothing
But don't sweat it
Let's say we disagree so
Arguing ain't necessary cause
We both have out whole lives left to live
We're both consumed with jealousy
But the truth can set you free
It's hard to believe
The love between us is over
It's sad to think we couldn't work it out
But how much is enough to pay for this mistake
Hope your love was sincere
Don't act like you don't know the truth
Cause deep down in your heart you do
Let it go
Ooh child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh child thing will be bright cause
Truth will set you free
Don't act like you don't know the truth
Cause deep down in your heart you do
Let it go
Ooh child
Things are gonna get easier
Ooh child thing will be bright cause
Truth will set you free
Do you know the truth
Feel it
Live it
Do you know the truth
Trust it
Believe it
Do you know the truth
You want it
And need it
Do you know the truth
To find it
Embrace it
And never let it go
song performed by by Janet Jackson from All For You
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Acceptible Excuse
Inconvenienced is a life lived,
When it presents obstacles for some.
Others living to impress...
With things they possess.
Discover they have become stunned...
When reality pays a visit,
And a quality of life taken for granted...
Is for them undone.
Some have killed whole families.
To sob how they have lost their jobs.
Believing this is an acceptible excuse...
To shorten the lives of innocent children.
Wives and friends...
And others who are not involved.
Some live to flaunt their material gains.
And when these 'things' are stripped from them...
A selfishness takes over their minds.
Like a child going through a tantrum.
And if 'these' people don't get their needs met,
Right away...
Like beasts they slay their prey unconcerned!
Since they have been taught...
Their needs are the only ones,
That
Should
Be
Pleased!
And if not...
Destroy!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Good Lord Blessed Me
Through my life many strange things
have happened to me.
From a lonely life I thought I would lead
the good Lord blessed me
with a wonderful wife.
He blessed me with friends
all around the world,
some of which I may never see.
From what I thought
might be a sad and lonely life
the good Lord blessed me
with thing I could only dream of.
From sadness he delivered me to my wife.
From loneliness he gave to me friends
far across the sea.
He enriched my life with treasures
only some can dream of.
The treasures were not of money,
but love of a wonderful kind.
He let me meet people
of every race, colour and creed.
Delivered me from evils
for which I may have fallen.
For the hurt the good Lord blessed me
with a helping hand
so that I can help others
when and if I can.
He blessed me with the written word
so I can write of comfort and joy.
Yes, the good Lord blessed me
with all these wonderful things.
14 August 2008
poem by David Harris
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A Platonic Reminiscence of a Great Lady
Someone mentioned your name yesterday
and I was silent
You loved goodness, you were goodness,
and I think goodness must have
loved you; and we,
we loved you for your goodness
You loved truth, spoke truth,
and surely the truth
loved you for loving it; and how
we loved to hear you
speaking truth
You loved beauty in
so many ways that beauty
blessed you: in movement,
in actions, in thought, in words and yes
the beauty of goodness and
the beauty of truth shone from you –
how could we not love you
beyond you?
How often in this poem to you
the word love appears
as it did
in you
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Paradox: Lenten Reflections
it is when you feel so strong
that you become weak
when you have learned too many things
that you start to feel
that you know nothing
when you feel you are so blessed
that you become so empty
when you are too near to God
that you become too distant
when you feel you are so loved
that you are forsaken
so we start with nothing again
to achieve the fullness
to be so forsaken to feel being loved
to be emptied all over again
to become full again
to reach an end
so we can start all over again
to be reborn in order to die
to die and return back to dust
to gain eternal life
for in truth our wisdom is nothing
but all foolishness to him who gives it
for it is in giving everything
that we get back what was missing
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Put Living Life On Your Agenda
Put living life on your agenda!
You may as well.
Things you valued and people trusted...
Seem to all have gone to hell.
It may seem that way,
But it doesn't have to be.
While you were working hard on a 9 to 5,
Others were working behind your back...
Cheating for an easier life,
And lieing and deceiving comfortably...
Day and night!
And if you are angry,
You have every right to be.
However...
You are not alone!
You are not the only one,
Trick by a way of life...
Your standards have condoned.
Put living life on your agenda!
You may as well.
Things you valued and people trusted...
Seem to all have gone to hell.
The first sign of trouble didn't faze you at all.
There were clues laid all over the place...
A decadence beginning was being thrown in your face.
The first time you accepted disrespect from someone...
That was a hint,
At least a clue...
You were not the only one to whom that was being done.
And remember making decisions not to become involved?
You shouldn't have turned your back!
What is happening today...
Could have then been easily solved,
Corrected and kept from attack.
So...
Put living life on your agenda!
You may as well.
Things you valued and people trusted...
Seem to all have gone to hell.
And you really didn't care.
If you did what you should have done yesterday...
Was not to observe the crumbling done around you.
Something said would have prevented it instead.
And none of it,
Would have existed.
So...
Put living life on your agenda!
And get rid of everything else you've been doing.
Because whatever it is you've done,
Has not worked to your advantage.
Not if you are crying about your wants and losses!
You relied upon someone else,
To decide what was valued...
And what was to be tossed away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Prove All Things
You implored me and i loved you,
And like the heathen and the publicans;
But prove all things and hold on to the truth always!
For the truth is always the truth.
Abstain yourself from every appearance of evil and,
Come to the full knowledge of the truth and learn to love one another;
For the earth is our learning place and,
We need peace and love to put things right.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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How Blessed Am I
How blessed am I for being born
Of parents good and God-fearing!
How blessed am I for siblings nine
Who made my childhood truly great!
How blessed am I for being made
Handsome and healthy, fair and hale!
How blessed am I for gaining ken
And virtues, wisdom, fortitude!
How blessed am I for being reared
So well by parents dutiful!
How blessed am I for achievements
Quite praiseworthy in life on earth!
How blessed am I for having fared
So well in life in every field!
How blessed am I for talents, gifts
That most men cannot dream to have!
How blessed am I for miracles
That gave my life a newer lease!
How blessed am I for finding time
To thank and praise the Almighty!
How blessed am I for grace of God
That goads me on in heaven’s road!
How blessed am I for everything
God gave me amply in His time!
How blessed am I for love of God
That chose me to be Christian!
How blessed am I for hope and faith
That help me follow Jesus’ steps!
How blessed am I for poesy
That made my life stress-free, worthwhile!
How blessed am I for God’s with me
And I’m with Him in earthly life!
poem by John Celes
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Letting Go
I rise from my death.
My old life is done.
My new life is hardship.
The old life was fun.
Gave it all away.
Not the things that I owned.
The old seeds of my life.
And the things I had sown.
My life was about me.
And the things I could get.
At the expense of another.
In my ways I was set.
I had to lose all I loved.
It was then I could see.
All that I had been.
And not all I could be.
I think of a Man.
And the truths that He’d taught.
He’s the meaning of love.
And love I was not.
Maybe love of myself.
And I got what I gave.
Not the freedom I sought.
But the life of a slave.
I was a slave to the system.
I was chained to the soil.
My spirit was dying.
As my blood it did boil.
Only anger, resentment.
And bitterness remained.
As my spirit lay dying.
I was going insane.
Expectations of others.
What could benefit me?
But my truth was a lie.
And His truth set me free.
If you want the gift of the promise.
Put your life on the cross.
Give your life for another.
And you’ll find what you lost.
Accept others as they are.
Just like God did with us.
Let their path be their choosing.
In the Lord put your trust.
The price has been paid.
For your debts in advance.
So true love you could know.
If you give Him a chance.
His live he gave up.
For you and for me.
Not for who we are now.
But for who we can be.
You are not what you think.
You are more than you know.
If you want to find out.
Then you have to let go.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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I'm Gonna Be My King
I didn't see it-no I didn't hear it I was just trying to
Remember all the things I'll never know
Well I was walking along-and I'm trying to stay strong-but
It's always so hard because something's going wrond-but
I try to remember all the things I'll never know
And then it crashes on down without a warning there's a sound
And the next thing I know is I'm flying off the ground
I try to remember all the things I'll never know
If you could hear mt heart-it'd sound something like this
Not from my memory-what do you want from me
Spinning through the ages left laughing at the dazes-
left me nothing that I want nor I need
My pain is running plenty, my anger's nearly spent me-
getting harder from the suffering
Chorus:
You crash my world and you're going down, run away and
I'll hunt you down
Start me up and that's the way it gonna be
I gotta rule my world I'm gonna be my king I got it all set up
I'm gonna be that everything
Ssh! now listen up...my heart's got something else to say!
Out of my memory...that's all that's left of me
I'm tired of your lying, have no more of your denying...
never want the future to turn to that past
Thoughts annihilated-you're mentally constipated-
to disturb, it from the things that don't last
Chorus
I'm gonna be my king
Ripping apart at the mind
Ripping apart at the mind-you mentally try to slay me
Ripping apart at the mind-why you trying to do me
Ripping apart at the mind-why a king couldn't save me
when you mentally slay me
A simplistic introduction to a complex destruction-
from the friction that they're sponsoring
Unable to delete the memories incomplete-
cause the hope and joy they're conquering
It's spiritually uncleansing-the nightmare's never-ending-
now you're striking the proverbial kill
But you underestimated how highly agitated-
was my purpose and my power and will
Chorus
Can't nobody stop me can't nobody stop me
I'm gonna be my king
I didn't see it, no Ididn't hear it I was just trying to remember
all the things I'll never know
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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Which Is Which
> To beware of the truth.
> Is truth...it, self?
> So, what is truth?
>
> Is truth, true love?
> Or...just a reality?
> To be a man...is that truth?
>
> A man...is reality.
> A woman...is reality.
> To be woman...is that truth?
>
> To have more then one partner
> Is a reality of the world.
>
> Which this world agrees.
> Truth is; in my point of view
> Is what one claims to be truth.
>
> But, the truth is whatever you
> Are doing as I speak.
> A woman is good for the soul.
>
> That truth is very bold.
> A man lives for his manhood
> So I am told.
>
> Is it truth or reality?
> Respect is in the middle of the spectrum.
> Male vs. Female
>
>
> That is truth.
> Man being woman
> A reality.
>
> Woman being man...
> She tries.
> Respect cover both the unreal and the wise.
>
> Truth or reality...we never really
> Give it much thought.
> Maybe it was the way we are taught.
>
> Truth or reality...
> Which is Which?
>
>
> whisperkwane
>
> [email protected]
>
>
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Bible Stories: Job (Chapter XXXXII)
I know You do just everything;
To You, no one can hindrance bring;
May be, I’ve dealt with some great things-
Things all unknown to e’en earth’s kings!
No one can block your purpose, Lord;
I came to know You by mouth’s word;
And now, my eyes both have seen God;
I’m sorry for whatev’r I said.
Of things I knew, I cannot know;
They are so wonderful Lord, O!
I disown things I said before;
In ashes, dust, I repent, Oh!
The Lord then spoke to Eliphaz,
‘I’m angry with you three, because
How you spoke to Job of me was
Never aright and made Job worse.’
‘My servant Job had spoken right;
Take bullocks, rams all seven each
To job who’ll pray with all his might,
To make up for your blunders, breach.’
‘Concerning me, you didn’t talk well,
As well as my servant Job’s spell!
I’ll accept his prayer to not
To punish severely, I thought.’
Eliphaz, Zohar, Bildad did
According to what God had bid.
God accepted Job’s prayer soon
For all, life turned from bane to boon!
God then restored Job’s sad a plight,
After Job prayed for friends aright;
He blessed him two-fold as before,
And Job was happy, all the more.
His relatives came back to him,
Enquiring how life had turned grim;
They condoled, comforted him also,
And shared their wealth with him therefore.
The latter days of Job were blessed,
More than the earlier ones, God dressed;
God gave him immense cattle-wealth;
He lived one-forty years in health.
He had sons seven, daughters three-
Most beautiful women truly;
Job died when he was ripe in years,
And saw his great grand-children-dears!
poem by John Celes
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Its over
The things I feel most deeply
Are the hardest things to say
I know I’ll always love you
In a very special way
There’s a place in my heart
That’s kept for you alone
My one and only true true love
Let our love live on and on
Remember how you held me close
And our first tender kiss
Remember that I love you still
And our love I’ll really miss
Remember all the jokes we shared
Remember how we played
Remember that it’s over now
There’s no sunshine now only shade
poem by Sarah Carter
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Ii Remember But Do Yuu? ? ?
ii remember the funny times
ii remember the baddd too
ii remember wat yuu was like
but doo yuu remember
doo yuu remember me? ?
doo yuu remember wat yuu once said to me
ii remember yuu said yuu loved me
ii remember when yuu said ill always be here
ii remember these things but doo yuu? ? ?
doo yuu remember the first time the cops chased uss ont he motor bike
doo yuu remember the time we stayed upp and mum yelled at yuu
doo yuu remember the times yuu realy cared about me? ?
ii remember all these times
ii remember all the memories
ii remember the day yuu became a memorie
dooo remember its 5 years ago this year
doo yuu remember that it was yuu that left
doo yuu remember when yuu told me ii was a skank
ii remember ii cried all night
ii remember ii tried too ring to talk too yuu but yuu would only hang upp...
ii hate that yuu only alow yuu too stay a memorie to me
when yuu said yuu loved me when yuu said yuu would never leave
ii remember all these things but...... doo yuu remember anything? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
poem by Sxc Babe Xxx
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