They Do Not Play By The Rules
No one wants to believe,
They have been made a fool...
By lies told they have accepted.
And deceived by those who are evil too!
But a telling of a truth,
Few people do.
And they are the ones,
Everyone shuns.
Because they do not play by the rules.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It is Inevitable
Accepted or not.
Deceived or manipulated,
To replace it with dishonesty.
Truth.
When it is revealed,
Can no longer be concealed.
Or interpreted for something it is not.
And regretting not to have embraced it,
When that opportunity comes.
To have it faced,
Does not change the integrity of those
Who have known and lived the truth.
When opposition displays its evil.
Although,
Those who have based their lives.
On lies told as they lived,
Are the ones haunted by their misdeeds.
Observed as seen.
Leaving truth shown to be spoken and known,
Eventually winning all battles!
It is inevitable that an evil is chased away.
Once the masquerading of it has been exposed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Queen Of Lies
The true personality of evil one,
her motives and intentions are evil,
just for her own sake and needs.
She used a person and deceived him
just to get what she want. She victimized a
person for her own selfish ambition.
She is fearless of telling lies proud of doing evil,
she is trouble maker, arrogant,
strong image to explore her lies to everyone,
she is proud of what she been doing.
She destroy people ruin their lives,
ruin their reputation just to pleasure her own self.
Her intention to others is to control them.
She works hard to use others,
to grab their wealth to her own evil motive and desire.
She is envious, jealous, unsatisfied to her life
always want to compete others
just to feel good about herself.
People knows what she been doing,
people knows her dirty story, but she is proud of it.
The queen of lies the child of the devil
will someday destroy by GOD in heaven.
poem by Jocelyn Dunbar
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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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Cold Hearted
(elliot wolff)
Hes a cold-hearted snake
Look into his eyes
Oh oh oh
Hes been tellin lies
Hes a lover boy at play
He dont play by rules
Oh oh oh
Girl dont play the fool--no
Youre the one givin up the love
Anytime he needs it
But you turn your back and then hes off
And runnin with the crowd
Youre the one to sacrifice
Anything to please him
Do you really think he thinks about you
When hes out
Hes a cold-hearted snake
Look into his eyes
Oh oh oh
Hes been tellin lies
Hes a lover boy at play
He dont play by rules
Oh oh oh
Girl dont play the fool--no
It was only late last night
He was out there sneakin
Then he called you up to check that you
Were waiting by the phone
All the worlds a candy store
Hes been trick or treatin
When it comes to true love girl with him
Theres no one home
Hes a cold-hearted snake
Look into his eyes
Oh oh oh
Hes been tellin lies
Hes a lover boy at play
He dont play by rules
Oh oh oh
Girl dont play the fool--no
You could find somebody better girl
He could only make you cry
You deserve somebody better girl
Hes c-cold as ice
Hes a cold-hearted snake
Look into his eyes
Oh oh oh
Hes been tellin lies
Hes a lover boy at play
He dont play by rules
Oh oh oh
Girl dont play the fool--no
Hes a cold-hearted snake
Look into his eyes
Oh oh oh
Hes been tellin lies
Hes a lover boy at play
He dont play by rules
Oh oh oh
Girl dont play the fool--(repeat to fade)
Rap:
How come how come he can he can tell-a tell-a youre-a youre-a
Always always number number one without a doubt
(hes hes one one cold cold snake snake)
When-a when-a he is he is always always squirmin squirmin
Like a little snake under-a e-ver-y-a rock
(no no give give, all all take take)
Youve been youve been workin workin on the on the love
And hes been only only playing undercover all the while
(one one smooth smooth sharp sharp tongue tongue)
Take a take another nother look into his eyes
(he he just just talks)
And you will on-ly see a rep-tile
song performed by by Paula Abdul
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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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Undergoing Vigorous Renovation
It is easy to win someone,
With the telling of lies.
Many refuse to call them that.
Preferring 'Embellished Exaggerations'...
As if a renovation has been made,
To mask flat out lies!
The act begins to win one's confidence,
In a dismantling of truth.
Innocent enough not to be noticed.
As deceivers take their passengers,
Through the weeds of deception.
Many have been encouraged,
To nourish this as a 'gift'.
It is easy to win someone,
With the telling of lies.
Many refuse to call them that.
Preferring 'Embellished Exaggerations'...
As if a renovation has been made,
To mask flat out lies!
And flat out lies told by those masking truths...
Are always undergoing vigorous renovation.
To be changed with the re-telling.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Finished With Lies
Now Im telling the truth
Im finished with lies, lies
If you dont believe me now
Youll never believe me now
I should have my head examined
Theyll see when they look inside
I wont have to say a word
Ill stop thinking what I shouldnt be thinking
Ill make everyone believe me
Cant you see Im telling the truth
Im finished with lies, lies
If you dont believe me now
Youll never believe me now
Youll think its a lie
Couldnt we just put away the ancient history
Throw up our hands at the unsolved mysteries
Im going to have my head examined
Ill prove you were wrong about me
Move the needle telepathically
Ill turn everything around and confuse you
Talk faster and faster till I lose you
Ill fix it so you cant remember what was true
And therell be nothing to remind you
Starting now Im telling the truth
Im finished with lies, lies
If you dont believe me now
Youll never believe me now
Now Im telling the truth
Im finished with lies, lies
If you dont believe me now
Youll never believe me now
Lies, lies
Youll think its a lie
Youll think its a lie
Youll think its a lie
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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The 'Truth
How do we know we are speaking the truth.
Because we got it from a 'reliable' source,
And who told you it was a 'reliable' source.
Ha, Is there any thing that is really called the truth.
For, every 'truth' told in this twisted and sinister world,
A lie is invented, concocted, told.
And when a question is asked, and the truth is required,
And if told, many events, considered dire,
Happen in response,
A white lie is told.
But the whitest lie, considered the truthful lie,
Thought up by those considered wise and selfless,
Is really the darkest, blackest, most deceiving lies of all.
Over time stories, true stories, turn to myths, myths to legends.
so why not lies, white lies too.
Centuries, years, maybe even weeks and days,
Turns the most deceiving and evil lies into the 'truth'.
So I come back to my original question,
But don't misconstrue my words,
For I dear not defy the truth,
The truth, so rare, that passes us unnoticed, unseen, undetected,
The rare truth that exists in this dark, sinister world.
So yes,
How do we know we are speaking the truth.
The truth, the truth, the lie.
poem by Michael Devenish
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The Lying Truth
How do we know we are speaking the truth.
Because we got it from a 'reliable' source,
And who told you it was a 'reliable' source.
Ha, Is there any thing that is really called the truth.
For, every 'truth' told in this twisted and sinister world,
A lie is invented, concocted, told.
And when a question is asked, and the truth is required,
And if told, many events, considered dire,
Happen in response,
A white lie is told.
But the whitest lie, considered the truthful lie,
Thought up by those considered wise and selfless,
Is really the darkest, blackest, most deceiving lies of all.
Over time stories, true stories, turn to myths, myths to legends.
so why not lies, white lies too.
Centuries, years, maybe even weeks and days,
Turns the most deceiving and evil lies into the 'truth'.
So I come back to my original question,
But don't misconstrue my words,
For I dear not defy the truth,
The truth, so rare, that passes us unnoticed, unseen, undetected,
The rare truth that exists in this dark, sinister world.
So yes,
How do we know we are speaking the truth.
The truth, the truth, the lie.
poem by Michael Devenish
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Pain In Honesty
Being honest can help people
And correct the lies that were told
There are not always positive outcomes of the truth
Negative outcomes will come out at certain times
As soon as the truth is revealed to the recipient
They may release their tears and pain
Telling the truth is never that easy
Especially when you know what may happen
Considering whether or not the truth shall come out
Can make it easier than saying it without thinking
poem by Sarah Bruun
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Videotaped and Seen
Why do those caught in the telling,
Of outrageous lies...
Still try to protect themselves,
By the telling of bigger lies?
The jaw dropping creative kind.
And then...
Deceive others by belittling a friend,
To include in this charade.
By announcing themselves innocent,
And a victim of misdeeds that 'friend' had made.
People today can be videotaped AND fingerprinted.
And seen in action in pictures taken...
To contradict their fables told over and over!
And still they will declare themselves,
Free of any involvement or acknowledgement...
Or what had provoked them to the telling,
Of someone...
With no reason at all,
Had chosen them to unleash an anger!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Who's Benefit Is It
Lies lived,
Throughout decades and generations...
Of them being heard or told to listen.
Does not make them come true.
If fact,
Truth is traumatic and does not come to empathize,
A hiding.
Truth when it is accepted opens eyes wide.
To comprehend and not defend,
The creation of myths devalued.
Once lies lived have been uncovered for what that is...
Holding grudges and bitterness may be done.
But to who's benefit is it,
To insist lies told still exist when none of them,
Bought, sold or can be held like jello...
Can be connected to anything solid.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Dont Fool Me
Words and music by queen
You dont fool me
You dont fool me...
Da, da da da dah
Da da da dah
Da da dah...
You dont fool me - those pretty eyes
That sexy smile - you dont fool me
You dont rule me - youre no surprise
Youre telling lies - you dont fool me
Mmm, mama said be careful of that girl
Mama said you know that shes no good
Mama said be cool, dont you be no fool
Yup bup ba ba ba ba da da da dah!
You dont fool me
You dont fool me, you dont fool me
Shell take you
You dont fool me, and break you
You dont rule me, you dont fool me
You dont fool me, shell take you
You dont fool me, and break you
Sooner or later youll be playing by her rules
Baby you dont fool me, yeah
You dont fool me, you dont have to say dont mind
You dont have to teach me things I know
Sooner or later youll be playing by her rules
Oh, (fool you) oh, (rule you) shell take you (take you)
And break you (break you)
Yeah
Mama said be cool
Mama said shell take you for a fool
Shell take you, and break you
Ba ba ba ba bap bap ba baah
La la la la la lah
You dont fool me
You dont fool me...
song performed by by Queen
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Glittering Girl
She wasn't a fool, that glittering girl
She followed the rules, that shimmering pearl
Said the rules Mama preaches
Go down when they break
The things Mama teaches
You just gotta shake
But she wasn't a fool, that slender love figure
She followed her rule and made money bigger
She wasn't a fool, that shining young woman
She followed her rule, she's crying for no man
Said the rules Mama teaches
Go down when they're broken
She explodes into peaches
And cries when I've spoken
She wasn't a fool, that goddess of hell
There are no mother's rules, she makes them herself
If I was down upon my knees
To beg her, surrender up to me
Something inside her
Told her she shouldn't
Tried and alight her
But the girl wouldn't
She wasn't a fool but love flowed from her face
She's not scared of me, she's afraid of disgrace
She wasn't a fool that female for our world
She followed her rules, that glittering girl
That glittering girl
That glittering girl
That glittering girl
song performed by by Who
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In this dispensation
In this dispensation
My message to the future generation
In this dispensation
Life is full of lies and atrocities
Neither the sword nor the gun
Can save you under the sun
Don't be deceived by appearance
Don't be deceived by materials
Knowing the difference between
Good and evil is the key
That which unlocks
The doors of eternity
In this dispensation
Life is full of illusion
It is full of superstition
Know that not all gritters are gold
The truth is difficult to say
But be bold
Life is full of oppression
But only the truth brings satisfaction
So learn the truth
In this dispensation
poem by Matt Ancient
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At First There Was Only The Truth
at first there was only the truth
it was born
it did not know anything about lies
and being pure
and unrelated yet to anyone except to mother
the truth remains to be the truth
until many things happened
on its life,
father lies at him
at first he is confused
and brothers expect him to be this way and that way
like what his sisters is telling him
from time to time
truth wants to remain true
because there is joy to its nature
but nature too dislikes it
and then it inflicts pain
to it
at first there was the pinch
it increased to slaps
and then the mauling began
there were series of intimidation
sometimes they use the carrot
sometimes the stick
truth was confused until it gets of age
and knows the mechanisms
of defenses
of age it knows right and wrong
of course, it knows what is true and what is not
it is so easy to detect that
even on asymptomatic situations
but this world are made of rules
and liars who triumph hold the book, the law, the rules of their own games
and truth too just like you wants to survive
and so finally it knows how to wear different colors
shades, clothes, sneakers,
masks,
it knows about the fox
and the wiles of the snakes
and true to itself
it becomes a wise creature
joins the rat race
goes for a kill
even on acrobatics
knows when to change
its face
to hide its voice
and the exact time
to bite
and lick.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Perfect Angels
I said what I said to her.
After hearing what she had to say!
To me...
She never showed respect.
She did what she did,
And I accepted her neglect.
Until I got tired of being her pet!
And I let her 'have it'!
I do not have any regrets!
I said what I said to her!
In a way I'm sure she understood!
It didn't matter to her she was breaking my heart!
And I got rid of her...
The best way I could!
Yes I said what I said to her!
And I have more to say to her,
Kept behind lips tight!
I refuse to have anything to do with her.
And that's why she's trying to stir up a fight!
She can't take the hint!
I took my cares for her and went!
I'm not trying to be involved at all!
She's the one baiting...
And making attempts for my fall!
I'm not around or near the scene.
And she's telling people I'm evil and mean!
She's the one carrying that monkey on her back!
Telling lies about me...
When she's the one revealing,
Why I escaped that trap!
She's backstabbing me,
When she's not ALL THAT!
Telling what she tells subtracting the facts!
I said what I said about her!
I'm not denying at all that was done!
And anyone who thinks she's honest...
Better find an exit and run!
She squeezes the life out of making love and fun!
Hear her compaints,
Like she's the innocent one!
And both of us have not been perfect angels!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Paradox of Truth
The most subtle lies art the greatest truth
Like the fairy tales of our imaginative youth
Each truth a paradox, a lie does tell
A truth somewhere in mythical spell
When one lies, truth still speaks
For in everything doth truth seek
To express itself to hearts to behold
The truth of life in every lie told
Told in such eloquent song
There is truth in something especially wrong
Rhetoric, myths, ignorance and lies
Truth in all, every truth belies.
If thou don't believe it is certainly true
For to believe is true to me and you
And in this poem if you believe no truth
Let this poem be truth's own proof….
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Insignificant
Whether they were told what to believe...
Or made to conceive it or not!
They were never challenged on their own,
To know!
To seek for themselves,
What was or was not real.
And taught to reject,
From mindsets accepted...
To disregard anything,
That conflicted with a truth...
A life lived to them would bring.
There is a comfort they have with deceit.
And all that is connected,
With the absence of truth.
Whether they were told what to believe...
Or made to conceive it or not!
It was easy to keep them feeling,
Insignificant!
And to use them to deplete,
Of their resources...
That made them look weak,
Helpless, hopeless and appearing needy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Truth Behind Our Lies
let our minds touch
let our hearts ease
let those bad words
roll off our sleeves
can our bodys shake
let our bodys move
just bounce
to the groove
we dont own these bodys
there just for rent
some souls say:
we where heaven sent
he is my superman
like clark kent
when i need to hide
he is my tent
people say love rules
but we say there just fools
open these eyes
not my thighs
people tell lies
that spread like flys
there the reason
that babys cry
the truth is hard to say
thats why people lie day by day
and go on like they lay
down in the dirt
people will get hurt
truths will be found
the end of the day
the lies become truth
truth become lies
poem by Raesheka Antwine
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