This 'Is' A Judgement Passed
Someone making frequent attempts,
To compensate for a laziness...
And lack of discipline,
With a making of false claims on others.
Hoping their statements made,
Will gain them some attention...
Sounds like a riped condition for mental therapy.
And this 'is' a judgement passed.
When lines of divisions are clearly seen,
Between those respecting themselves...
And those envious of others,
Because they are keeping themselves clean...
And have unquestionable good hygiene,
An effective detrimental process has taken place.
Something in the mind has been implemented,
If someone can not see or face their own disgrace.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When In The Making Of Attempts
When in the making of attempts,
With intentions that had been premeditated.
What point is being made,
By the one deciding to provide a better attempt,
At a later date?
Who then would have the patience to wait?
Or believes one can produce,
Something that introduces one's best effort?
Unless one decides,
That the making of a first impression...
Is less effective than the making of a second.
And today,
Any sense being made at all...
Is a rarity that captivates and gets attention.
'Did you hear that? '
~No.
Hear what? ~
'Diction. Clarity. Enunciation with effectiveness.
A pattern of speech that is correct with vocal expression.'
~What should we do? ~
'I don't know.
I hope this is not an invasion.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Suggested As a Recommendation
Forgiveness is a process of one's state of mind.
And in most cases...
An acceptance occurs.
A tit for a tat...
And an eye for an eye,
For what it is and means...
Can and should be avoidable.
However,
And I am a firm believer of this...
If someone has already submitted a leave of absence,
During these periods.
An accountability for what takes place...
For whatever happens to another,
When misdeeds are done directly...
Or behind one's back purposely to disgrace.
And a retaliation has been committed,
During times when one is under mental duress.
Any steps then taken to correct one's health,
Should be regarded as progress.
With 'that' as the main goal to achieve!
And one should then be praised,
For a recovery that heals in success.
And any doctor concerned,
Will prescribe the best remedy to keep a mind healthy.
Many of us have gone through that!
If not...
And this is a fact,
A second opinion is always suggested...
As a recommendation.
Remember...
Keeping in good physical and mental condition,
Determines the degree of one's happiness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Are You?
Who are you?
Taking time,
To read between my lines.
With a hope to uncover,
Some depth there to find.
Who are you?
Taking interest,
When little has been expressed before.
And stirring up my curiosity,
With a wish to know you more.
Who are you?
Keeping discreet and behind the scenes.
Creating your own mysteriousness...
Since you know I will notice.
Because of a certain 'sensitivity'.
Who are you?
Making attempts,
To get my attention like this.
Hmmm?
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Therapy
Therapy therapy
Lost sight-I think I'm getting out of my range
Colors flash-now things are starting to get strange
Start it up-and you say you wanna get in on me, I need I need I need my
Therapy-now just relax we'll put your mind at ease
Therapy-but first you've got to say "pretty please"
Therapy therapy
Fire it up-put a little gas on the brain
All aboard-a ride on the newest thang
Chew chew-lookt out it's a runaway train, pure pain, no gain, insane it's
Therapy-and right before they dig into my mind
Therapy-the Dr. screams "let's got it's party time"
Therapy therapy
Left right left right-like every heartbeat needs a motion
Left right left right-like every wave needs a sea
Left right left right-like every teardrop needs a eyeball
Left right left right-you've got to name your therapy
Therapy! Therapy! Therapy!
Therapy Therapy
Snap pop-a sweet emotion just broke loose
Don't care-it ain't nothing I can use
Ha! Ha!-ain't it funny how we all abuse you choose, abuse, you lose now
Therapy-you know we want to help we really care
Therapy-but when your money's gone you're out of here!
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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Doing Something On Their Own
I can find the restrooms in my home,
Blindfolded.
There are two.
And I know what to do and how to use both,
For purposes to address an agenda.
I do not need a tour guide,
To make clear my familiarity.
Some have a need to have their hands held,
During a repeated process.
To feel a comfort in this repeating...
Something they do is correct.
And does not offend...
If they should be caught alone,
And doing something on their own
That may not be condoned or accepted.
Hoping that what is done...
Is approved by everyone!
Even if what they do,
Captures no one's attention.
With or without...
Making attempts to apply imagination.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Therapy (feat. Ozzy Osbourne)
Muir-Trujillo
Therapy therapy
Lost sight-I think I'm getting out of my range
Colors flash-now things are starting to get strange
Start it up-and you say you wanna get in on me, I need I need I need my
Therapy-now just relax we'll put your mind at ease
Therapy-but first you've got to say "pretty please"
Therapy therapy
Fire it up-put a little gas on the brain
All aboard-a ride on the newest thang
Chew chew-lookt out it's a runaway train, pure pain, no gain, insane it's
Therapy-and right before they dig into my mind
Therapy-the Dr. screams "let's got it's party time"
Therapy therapy
Left right left right-like every heartbeat needs a motion
Left right left right-like every wave needs a sea
Left right left right-like every teardrop needs a eyeball
Left right left right-you've got to name your therapy
Therapy! Therapy! Therapy!
Therapy Therapy
Snap pop-a sweet emotion just broke loose
Don't care-it ain't nothing I can use
Ha! Ha!-ain't it funny how we all abuse you choose, abuse, you lose now
Therapy-you know we want to help we really care
Therapy-but when your money's gone you're out of here!
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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Lack of Courage
Most days I feel
Like I am
Losing so much time
Sitting
Waiting
Hoping
For you to change
Never knowing quite for sure
If it is me or you that must change
Always believed that by
Not moving
Making no decision
Is the same as making one
Wondering if it is due to my lack of strength
Or no courage
To take those hits
That will happen if I choose
To move
Now
Wish I knew if this was truly my choice
Or one made only by lack of my courage
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Grunge
The promotion of grunge and its appearance,
Not only has influence the lack of one's hygiene...
But also has increased,
A devoted acceptance to filth of mind, body and soul.
In a one price paid gets all effort.
One would think these revelations would assist in ceasing,
The degree of blatant tastelessness.
But no...'not gonna happen'.
The rise in popularity of disgust,
Has made the face of disgrace as if a precious jewel.
Making pointless any defense of standards or values,
Seen to exist in approved gutters.
And protected by those intoxicated...
With a lingering odor of aged and smothered pretentions.
'Can you smell that?
It's character altering.
What is it? '
You must be new to this neighborhood?
You will become addicted and soon an advocate.
All fresh arrivals react similarly.
Although I am surprised your appearance has a bit,
Of common sense reflecting.
You must be here on a limited visit?
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Bling Obsessed
If people were not intentionally programmed,
To be envious...
Manipulating them would not be so easily effective.
Even those budding to branch out from one tree,
Choose to flaunt the artificialness of their possessions.
And for what purpose to obtain?
Seconds under spotlight with no lasting flame,
Before its over?
Show me something that strengthens the tree,
Not weaken it.
And 'you'?
Yes you...
You have every right to flaunt as much as you want.
Knowing there were good deeds done you did.
However...
Many environments are nests for bling obsessed fools,
Pre-occupied with the making of false impressions.
Without one investment made to claim turf where they leech.
To voice the shallowness of their quick lived dreams.
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Just a Process Proceeding In Evolution
Do I have remorse that they have blinded themselves,
By the quality of their own actions?
Your comments make little sense to me.
Is this their way of holding someone accountable,
For their delight in material excitement?
I appreciate the attention you have given this fiasco.
But those folks have a history of creating their own debris.
I'm sure my lack of concern and those of others...
They have ridiculed for making attempts to assist them,
Will someday be reason why they could not unite as a people!
Or some excuse they will find that is not policed!
No...
I have not given up on them.
They've given up on themselves,
The moment they began to ostracize their own!
For some reason...
I am attracted to those who are adult in mind,
Deed and purpose.
And those comments would be pointless to repeat to them!
No hard feelings!
None here whatsoever.
I am just part of a process,
Proceeding in a welcomed evolution.
And I am one of many who recognize the benefits.
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Laminate and Place
To laminate enriching remembered escapades...
Would be fantastic.
Only if these possibilities were made.
I would laminate and place,
Each thrill I've had upon a wall!
To kiss as I passed...
With lingering wishes I had autographed,
Each goose bumping tingle...
Before I rushed to seal them under clear plastic.
However...
I am reminded I have become less impulsive.
Although still young enough,
To relive each sensation again.
So blessed I am,
To possess such a 'vivid' imagination.
And grateful I can deluded myself...
With a suspension of reality.
Coming now and then,
To dropp hints...
That age is making attempts,
To invade my mind!
I leave such nonsense behind.
To lie and amused,
To 'whoever' that is...
Reflecting an aging process,
In a mirror needing to be replaced...
To keep updated with my pace.
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Too Knowledgeable About Outcomes
What effective measures can be used,
To correct a devastation
By the ones who implemented,
What today everyone is forced to face.
Can one of incompetence self examine?
And if this is the case
Why was the devastation faced,
Not before in the doing stopped in its place?
What effective measures can be used,
To correct a devastation
By the ones who implemented,
What today everyone is forced to face.
If those indeed had wisdom to perceive,
What are they now believing
That can undo what has been achieved?
And under their watch has this happened.
While those insisting a deadend comes,
Are still shunned
To be too knowledgeable about outcomes.
And yet
Can not provide credentials to prove,
The origins of their training deemed unacceptable.
Although observations as they are,
Are dismissed as having no direct affect.
Unless someone can convince with no exceptions,
A scholarly approach has been spent to connect events.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With and Without a Show of Interest
What is it that I want from you?
Consistency!
Since I've been giving that,
For as long as I can remember.
With and without a show of interest.
Or a sign of gratitude from you.
Why am I doing this...
And at my own expense?
It is an investment of patience.
And soon,
I am going to relax and enjoy the dividends.
And while you make the same excuses,
You have chosen to do...
Consistency I wished and wanted from you,
Might take place in my memory.
But don't bet on it!
I've been too motivated to prove to myself,
All I need is discipline and focus to achieve.
And...
Well,
I was hoping you would recognize that too!
Since I only have one pair of sleeves I keep rolled up...
I'm not trying to devote my attention all over the place.
Especially if my business,
Is taking care of it!
And not in persistent excuse making.
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37
Im envious of your i.q. of 37
You, youre the one
Its written all over your face
You, youre the one
Id like to take your place.
Im envious of your i.q. of 37
Your lack of brains just drives me crazy
Its the only way to get by and be lazy
You, youre the one
Its written all over your face
You, youre so dumb
Id like to take your place.
Im envious of your i.q. of 37
From where I come its the dumber the better
No-one likes a really go getter
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Love 4 Fun
So you think you got it all worked out
And what youre searching for
Isnt what you found
Up in this world thats on the run
A lot of hits but only a few
Number ones
Im making love for fun
Are you looking for a holiday
Im making love for fun
Why would you do it any other way
Im making good
On everything I said
So baby just relax
And let me do my thing
Up in my world you better run
Theres only room
For the few who can come
Im making love for fun
Are you looking for a holiday
Im making love for fun
Why would you do it any other way
When you dont have a place to go
When everything feels the same
I can change what you think you know
Making love my way
Im making love for fun
Are you looking for a holiday
Im making love for fun
Why would you do it any other way
Im making love for fun
Are you looking for a holiday
Im making love for fun
Why would you do it any other way
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You Should Be Teaching
What can be done,
About the failures taking place...
In a system that allows,
A disgrace of education?
With decaying schools teaching methods,
Archaic in presentation?
'Close them.
Just close them all down.
Until an admission of pretentions,
Has been faced without debate.
Why support mediocrity?
When that has been degraded.'
What can be done,
About the failures taking place...
In a system that allows,
A disgrace of education?
'Put a bulldozer to them quick.
Save the taxpayers dollars.
Since truth no one admits.
These institutions,
That put up with a lack of discipline.
With hallways crusted,
As disrespecting loud mouth children...
Are pampered and snuggled,
And tolerated as victims.
When victimization for them is 'in'.
Should be locked out and boot camped.
And made to bloom as rising stars.
Not weeds to be swept away in gutters! '
What can be done,
About the failures taking place...
In a system that allows,
A disgrace of education?
'That depends!
How do these scenes reflect the society?
And how can the people not see them...
Observe this,
Yet defend? '
Hey...
There are still people hooked on celebrating,
Holidays and histories created.
How can you break minds away from that?
When a mindset has been sedated?
'That's a good question.
It might make my top ten list.
I'm still wondering what keeps the Sun round.
When it is not a solid. It's a ball of heated gas.
What's making it stay round like that? '
How do you know it's not a solid?
Have you ever been there?
'No! Don't be so foolish.
But when scientists use terms like 'prominences'
And Chromospheres being above the photosphere.
With the corona being the outer part of the Sun's atmosphere.
Trust me...
They can't explain it either!
And the center of the Sun's core being 27 million degrees? ? ?
Please.
Ain't nuthin solid surviving that!
But what's keeping it 'round' astounds me.'
You should be teaching.
'I substituted once.
For about three years.
Doing that and other 'things'.
Then one day this child threw a chair at me? ? ?
I forget the day.
But that was in 1990.
That was also the last day I entered any school to teach.
Because I instantly had 'visions' of seeing myself handcuffed.
And being led off to prison! '
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Forever Young
What really baffles me?
Is how women of today
Are for ever
Trying to look young
A nip a tuck
A way to smooth out the lines
How can one define?
What God gave to thee?
My mind just boggles
At all the attempts
To look so young
Just to be caught
Behind a false face
Of make believe
I may wear lipstick
Or a foundation at times
But good grief
A nip and tuck
It's too primitive to me
I cringe at the thought
Of a knife wielding its way
To remove my real face
And place one that's a fake
I hold my head high
And damn glad to say
The face that you see
Yes! That's the real me
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Without the Presence of Comprehension
With pen in hand prepared to dictate,
The thoughts from my head...
To be arranged to breathe in reality.
Is easier to read and critique isn't it?
Of course this doesn't occur,
To anyone making a quick assessment.
However...
The process isn't that simple.
A selection takes place,
Before someone decides...
A judgement will be passed.
Although,
They will criticize with the same absence,
Of perception and depth.
And without the presence of comprehension.
With a misunderstanding that it was creativity,
That had been part of the entire concept.
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Dirty Jim
THERE was one little Jim,
'Tis reported of him,
And must be to his lasting disgrace,
That he never was seen
With hands at all clean,
Nor yet ever clean was his face.
His friends were much hurt
To see so much dirt,
And often they made him quite clean;
But all was in vain,
He got dirty again,
And not at all fit to be seen.
It gave him no pain
To hear them complain,
Nor his own dirty clothes to survey:
His indolent mind
No pleasure could find
In tidy and wholesome array.
The idle and bad,
Like this little lad,
May love dirty ways, to be sure;
But good boys are seen
To be decent and clean,
Although they are ever so poor.
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An Understanding Has Been Acquired
Experience is not from a classroom taught.
That is a process life only offers.
To believe that one can teach,
Or receive experience...
To relieve the sacrifices that come as a reward,
Is to click one's heels three times,
In the hopes Auntie Em has a freshly baked apple pie...
Just pulled from the oven,
Upon one's return from the Land of Oz!
Could be associated with having a drug induced,
Experience.
And these things happen!
Anything is possible.
Like a child hoping to escape a spanking...
Once it has been discovered,
The family cat has been put inside the refrigerator.
How does one handle this situation?
That's a judgement issue.
However,
After the tenth pet has been found in this manner...
There is a real need to take this as a serious issue.
Now...IF,
One was to serve the cat for dinner,
And watch the child nibble on it?
That is an experience that will never be forgotten!
You can say...
Experience, in this example, has definitely been achieved!
An understanding has been acquired.
And desired results...
Develop over time,
With psychological adjustments!
Can be obtained.
Maybe a little costly...
But obtainable!
Hopefully...
In some unique cases,
The avoidance of permanent mental damage...
Is recommended.
But,
We must never look back,
Wishing to have taken other actions!
We must be careful not to be too extreme,
When making our decisions.
We must...
At all cost,
Avoid having someone else's experiences...
Haunt us for the rest of our lives!
Anger fits can linger!
We have to set aside time for those adjustments.
Some take longer than others.
Experience is a mind altering change.
For some...
This process expands comprehension!
And yet,
For others...
They are left scarred for the rest of their lives!
Like one who is forced to eat broccoli.
Lima beans is my thing.
To this day I can't stand them!
And I'm sure the feeling is mutual!
However...
It is very rare these life changes,
Can be instructed.
Although some experiences,
Can leave folks traumaticized!
And these we must consider as 'Prozac Specials'.
They will be 'numb' up for quite sometime.
Some are slower at recovery than others!
Involving the aforementioned experience.
And we must be more patient with these kinds of minds.
One never knows...
When the cracking might snap.
And hopefully with some therapy...
Some folks are able to use their experiences,
As an insight for others to prove...
Even those with dysfunctions,
Can become quite successful...
At keeping their 'ailments' undetected.
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