This Is The Sadness
Mystified are many,
Looking from the outside in.
As to why people who 'appear' to be
Of the same race...
Would have issues of skin color.
And have those insecurities they hold...
From the beginning of noticing it,
Until their life experiences end.
This doesn't make sense,
Since they are all oppressed.
And not by those from other races.
They keep these issues to bait...
A self hatred that goes undebated.
Yet felt,
Although stubbornly unspoken.
And this has allowed a self esteem,
Defeated.
With expectations minimized.
And from their eyes success...
Becomes a thing maximized to beat.
Keeping them divided...
With a call for unity from the tongues.
But despising one another,
They can not seem to cease.
Mystified are many,
Looking from the outside in.
As to why people who 'appear' to be
Of the same race...
Would have issues of skin color.
And have those insecurities they hold...
From the beginning of noticing it,
Until their life experiences end.
This is the sadness,
For those without a dignity to pride!
Or an identity to defend.
This is 'their' sadness!
But not for those who laugh at them.
This is 'their' sadness as observed and seen.
As others who are just as petty...
In a system petty driven to affect and demean.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Only Change I'd Like To See
The only change I'd like to see,
Is a quality of life.
And people expressing their respect,
For others including me.
With a commitment to doing it.
And not with hindsight.
I'd like to see a marketing of disciplined children,
Effectively being done.
Day and night.
With common sense used as a priority.
And not from it take flight.
And education a necessity IF,
Greed is not the emphasis...
To focus one's ability with a getting it,
As if a success to impress has been won.
I'd like to see this change in everyone.
I'd like to witness a representation,
Of honesty believed.
With people choosing to advocate this movement.
And doing this with integrity.
I'd like to see crooks and thieves,
Less promoted as dignitaries with ambitions to deceive.
I would like to see those deluded,
Awakened from this sleep disease.
A change we all can believe?
How about those admitting to their insecurities.
And the race and color of one's skin,
Confessed as a reason people are taught to hate.
And those with issues solicited to bait...
Labelled as ignorant.
That's the change I await.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People Submerged In Their Insecurities
People submerged in their own insecurities,
Have a constant need to speak of one's race.
Constantly!
And...
The color of one's skin.
And who is responsible for today's racism.
With deceitful confessions,
That these are not part of their 'sins'.
They are!
And that's why they wish to keep it identified.
They are,
Themselves...
On the dark side.
And doing it absent of color.
Or the lack of it shown!
They are...
People submerged in their own insecurities.
And people like these,
Make their presence known!
Even if their actions annoy themselves...
In a collective ignorance that is overblown!
They are...
People who dislike,
People like me.
And others who strip disguises away,
From people submerged...
In a willingness to inflict their own insecurities,
With misdeeds and a hate for self reflection.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Petty People
Petty People...
Could care less if they are petty.
That's who and what they are.
Constantly seeking the center of attention,
Addressing petty issues
Most people wouldn't mention!
And having a way to nip and tug.
Much like what a little dog does.
Snapping and barking at the slightest little thing.
Petty people...
Exploding their mini volcanic 'tops'
Just to shoot off itsy bitsy lava drops!
That's all those petty people really got!
With their poked out lips...
Like children a closed ear often ignores a lot!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Good bye sadness
Good bye Sadness
She is so happy now
That you are out of her mind
You finally vanished
Good bye Sadness
Why are you called Sadness?
Because that’s the name they given you
You make people cry
You even made her cry too many times
There was a dark cloud hanging in her eyes
For a long tine
And now it is gone
Good bye sadness
She doesn’t need to see you again
You are also painful
Good bye sadness
You belong in the sad Sea
Where the pain lays
Among the dead fishes
In that sad Sea
The oil from that big ship and vessels
Pollutes this sad Sea
She doesn’t want to be a part of the Sad Sea either
Because it is sad to see
All that wild life dies
Good bye sadness
You never had anything good to offer her anyway
Pain and more pain you brought her all through those years
But the truth is that she had to go through it
To appreciate the good stuff
Yes sadness I can tell you she went through with it
For a long time
Good bye sadness
Please stay away from her forever
She doesn’t need you in her life
Sadness breaks everybody’s hearts
Her heart was broken too many times
By you sadness
Good bye sadness
poem by Aldo Kraas
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It Isn't Melting Is It?
I don't try to hide who I am...
Because some say I must!
To secure employment?
Surrounded by those
Who hold onto a certain distrust!
I'm not here trying to disguise
An identity I pride!
I am black!
Damnit!
And that's a fact!
With an aware acceptance
That I truly pride!
Those who are not like me...
Try all their lives to defend.
A connection they have,
With the color of their skin!
That IS them!
That is NOT me!
I am proud of who I am.
I don't walk around insecure...
Because I'm not greeted with smiles
Or grins!
I am very comfortable to announce too,
If those conversations begin!
But many today are casting that nonsense away!
By getting things done...
And letting that petty BS end!
It's ignorant when that comes from someone!
Oh...
Yes! To answer your question.
I will still have a slice of the German Chocolate Cake,
With the vanilla icecream topping!
It isn't melting is it?
'No sir, it is not!
And we all appreciate
Your assessment of race relations!
However some of the people in your party,
Are looking a little annoyed.
And I don't think it's the roast beef on the buffét.
We do have others to serve in line, sir! '
And I'm not aware of that! ?
I just wanted to make a 'few' observations!
No need for a display of testiness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Black And White So Alike
In my journey in life, I met many people and many issues
and I used many tissues, cried many tears thru the years.
I found people of color are similar to white and alike
in so many ways, they have feelings like white people
and maybe even more, people say to me why you bother
with people of color, I say people are people, color
and white are so alike, have feelings so alike and they
can bond like anyone else, talk for hours and laughs
about little things and big things.
People of color and white are so alike I am greatful to have
met special people in my life, make me feel good when I am down,
make me laugh when I cry, tell me its okay to feel sad, and thats
not bad to feel down sometimes because thats how it is, People of color and white so alike in many ways, they share sorrow and pain, cry
and laugh together, have long or short lunch or just walk
around corner its still something to talk about.
People of color and white so alike in many ways and thats what I say
and I will miss my friend now that she moved on, but our friendship stayed on....
poem by Hedi Vlacich
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Affirmative Action
I am not upset,
Because they seem to apply quotas...
To my existence.
But the monthly statistics,
And the cameramen in the backyard...
Filming my every move,
Can be overwhelming.
It's not that I am against affirmative action.
It is the way it is done,
That has me believing I 'am' different than everyone.
And watched too closely!
On a daily basis.
And used to remind them of their superiority.
They claim they don't know enough about me.
I guess they are referring to my skin color.
And how that affords me all of the attention I get!
As if that has anything to do with me being so loved?
Envy has a way of producing conflict.
One thing is for sure...
I am not rolling my eyes at the people on beach,
Who already have my skin color.
Nor am I trying to get darker...
To look good or more healthy!
They've been trying to re-create that,
In their laboratories.
Sick are those demented,
Who weave these insecurities...
Sick are those who expose their wickedness,
And sit back to enjoy those of color bleed!
And sick becomes a greatness believed...
That sinks in obscurity!
Left crazed to defend...
An offensiveness felt,
That angers one of a different colored skin!
Or lack thereof.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Issues
Issues are abound and around,
Issues break the hearts astound,
Issues encourage being excellent,
Issues envisage the predicament,
Issues are the oars to push the boat,
Issues are umbrellas, get wet, not protects,
Issues issue the ticket to the ground,
Imitate the quality of the dew on the grass,
To minimize the issues as small as possible,
When the dew reflects the tallest building,
on its smallest surface without illusion,
When the dew on the grass can reflect it,
Upside down in same proportion,
Why are we, human, afraid of issues?
Make it small and solve it.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Just to Have Their Way
Issues.
Of all kinds.
And varying flavors are there.
Share yours or select one.
Discuss as many as you dare!
Those with them,
Aren't bashful at all.
In fact...
Those who sit,
Without willing to share their issues quick.
Are often dismissed as difficult to get along with.
Since they aren't afraid to say...
Those with issues,
Also choose to have their insecurities displayed...
To block what others may do,
Just to have their way!
And usually they get it...
Only to expose themselves dimwitted!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Issues of Race
What needs are being sought and chased,
When issues of race...
Are manifested to prioritize and take place.
Whose insecurities are graphically traced?
With constant reminders,
Of who is superior!
And who should be disgraced,
As an inferior race.
There seems to be a heightened fear,
Among those choosing to protect 'their' interests.
Those that are clearly stolen and endeared.
Significant images of unlawful immigrants appear,
To be used as excuses to monitor and abuse...
Those who have rights within the same borders too.
What needs are being sought and chased,
When issues of race...
Are manifested to prioritize and take place.
When the natives of this land,
Had been strategically exterminated as a plan.
To remove from them resources...
With false claims and demands.
Who should really command?
Upon soil that has been spoiled...
By gluttonous and foreign hands.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Insecure And With Self Esteem Issues
Why is it...
Those insecure and with self esteem issues,
Are apparently also the ones most boisterous?
Rowdy, loud and lack social etiquette.
And always opinionated of those self assured.
Especially those who have defined their identities.
Only to say they are not being who they should be.
While those insecure with self esteem issues,
Always seem to be seeking attention...
As if to prove that being obnoxious,
Is their interpretation of being down to Earth.
And always at someone else's expense to demean.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's also important for those who promote those issues within the white community - the somewhat privileged community - to talk about issues affecting people of color.
quote by Danny Glover
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Race:
Tell me who chose his race
Who has designed his face,
Before he was born?
Is it you?
Show me your race request!
Explain to me your color pallet
Why are you putting race first?
Did your ancestry choose
Their skin color?
Did color even matter?
Who gives you the right,
To discriminate against others?
Telling me we are "not equal"
Putting yourself against the bible
Get out of this circle
Get out of this bubble
This action is reversible.
So much taste of pain
Too much mark of chain
Not to remember, not to maintain
The spirit and the complain
To the next generation, you explain!
As it takes love
To love someone else
It takes more than love
To love who hated you
You have to embrace
A total different race
If you are a racist
You need God's grace
If you are a sexist
You are out of trace.
Little Richard created Rock n Roll
Who is control it?
British created Soccer
Who is best at it?
People lynched people
Over race
People burned people
Over sect
People killed people
Over religion
If you discriminate
You have lost the race
Under the skin we are one
Black, White, Spanish
Asian, Indian just name
Human being is universal
Living in peace is principal
With every race is just moral.
poem by Dieury Dumas
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Daring To Be Defeated
People refusing to listen,
Create their own dilemmas.
They believe an enforcement done,
Of their wishes...
Retrieves a satisfaction,
As expectations are identified.
They lie to themselves and expect understanding.
Foolish are their delusions.
But an acceptance to be corrected...
Is taken for criticisms refused to enhance a growth.
People like this want to feel protected,
Like a child caught in a lie.
With a tantrum to come that is provoked.
And the circumstances they must face,
They don't do that!
They rather run to hide inside their minds...
Where trappings of safety begin to take place.
'I don't care if you don't believe me.
I don't care...'
And alone they weep!
People refusing to listen,
Create their own dilemmas.
They believe an enforcement done,
Of their wishes...
Retrieves a satisfaction,
As expectations are identified.
A stripping to expose flaws,
Is difficult to do.
A willingness to be wounded...
Speeds up the advancing of a truth.
And when truth is denied,
For something less painful to receive and accept...
A maturity to gain becomes a stagnation repeated.
With a daring to be defeated...
Conquered by insecurities,
As a surrounding wall that falsely protects.
'I don't care if you don't believe me.
I don't care...'
And alone they weep!
Stubbornly affixed to their insecurities,
Keeping them appeased and weak!
Daring to be defeated!
But defeated by a weakness...
Keeps their insecurities appeased.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Like A Mask
ignorant people
wear prejudice like a mask,
hiding their own fears
and insecurities.
it's not the color of skin,
but the color of a man's heart.
it's not religious beliefs,
or sexual orientation,
but the basic humanity of all men!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Two Peas In a Pod
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Panting...
And rushing out of breath.
To be in step,
And in sync with thought!
Never ones to rant,
Neither of them can't.
They have chosen a life for them that works.
Baggage free and deserted of jerks!
And those who have totally gone berserk,
With degrees to academically define...
An absence of common sense,
In their densed state of minds!
Trying to explain...
A dimming light in their brains!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
They don't try to meet
Expectations that defeat
Or deceive!
They don't try to make enemies,
Just to see if they can beat them!
And they match each other,
When the other...
Isn't there to make a pair.
This doesn't matter.
In their minds.
In their hearts.
When such feeling surrounds them,
Everywhere.
Not caring who believes it!
This is theirs and they receive it!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Panting...
And rushing out of breath.
To be in step,
And in sync with thought!
Never ones to rant,
Neither of them can't.
They have chosen a life for them that works.
Baggage free and deserted of jerks!
And those who have totally gone berserk,
With degrees to academically define...
An absence of common sense,
In their densed state of minds!
Trying to explain...
A dimming light in their brains!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
By those who seek,
To pierce their privacy...
With eyes that pry,
To probe inside!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In our age there is no such thing as 'keeping out of politics.' All issues are political issues, and politics itself is a mass of lies, evasions, folly, hatred and schizophrenia.
quote by George Orwell
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But the issue of sexual harassment is not the end of it. There are other issues - political issues, gender issues - that people need to be educated about.
quote by Anita Hill
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Those We Encounter!
there is only one race
of people, the human race!
the leaf that's green
in the springtime,
that turns to red and gold,
then to brown, and falls...
is always a leaf!
the human heart,
regardless of skin color,
language, or faith,
is the same in each of us.
when we fight and kill each other,
we are killing ourselves.
what we take from those less fortunate,
we take from ourselves.
what we hate, and fear,
and dont understand,
is the darkness inside of us all.
all life holy, all life of equal value.
any system that judges
and seperates by color or beliefs,
by economic conditions,
is corrupt!
the emptiness inside
is the suffering shared.
the final responsibility,
to each and to all!
the search for the self
begins and ends,
in the eyes of those we encounter!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Issues
For all, issues arise every day in every shape and size.
You must deal with all of them in ways that are wise.
For some you are glad while others make you mad.
Lucky for you, but a few, are in themselves, truly sad.
Worst of all are issues that you alone cause to be bad.
Before your presence there was no problem to be had.
Love, family and health are key issues of each day,
Though issues of money and power hinder your way.
If not addressed these infections will spread and may
Kill the love you have and result in a life of dismay.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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