This Isn't Science
Why is it,
That when someone has decided...
To leave others alone and their foolishness,
Sends out a signal...
That what the person is really seeking,
Is attention.
So 'they', the 'others', have decided,
This is just a phase someone is going through...
And they will remain the fools,
They believe endears them to others.
And they do choose to stay the fools with solicitation,
That popularizes with encouragement the entire population.
'Sometimes ignorance is bliss.'
Okay.
Point out one person,
That has become blissed as a benefit...
By their admission to being ignorant.
Just one.
'That is a challenge.
Especially when no one admits it.'
That's the problem!
Everyone wants to teach their method,
Of ignorance...
To discourage anyone making attempts,
To escape from it.
'So what is it you suggest we should do? '
Continue to pretend we are intelligent.
People will leave us alone.
This isn't science.
But trust me...
It works!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why is that fools,
Go out of their way...
To be noticed?
It's like someone requesting to sing a solo,
In a church choir.
And that person couldn't hold a note,
If it was wrapped in silk...
And placed upon a silver plate,
With handles attached to it!
And yet,
Fools will take it upon themselves to irritate,
For the attention given.
Regardless if the feedback received...
Is an entire crowd of people,
Turning their backs...
For fear of showing anything,
Remotely expressing...
Encouragement.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Few Are Making Positive Deposits
The best way to teach,
Fools that can not be reached...
Who stay stubbornly out of touch.
Walk away!
And leave them to be fools.
Preaching never taught any lessons!
Especially if those lessons taught,
Have not been sought to value!
The best way to teach,
Fools that can not be reached...
Who stay stubbornly out of touch.
Walk away!
And leave them to be fools.
Preaching never taught any lessons!
Especially if those lessons taught,
Have not been sought to value!
And time wastefully spent...
Is not time returned.
Especially if investments are expected,
To reflect healthy dividends.
And few are making positive deposits...
To encourage the flourish of them!
The best way to teach,
Fools that can not be reached...
Who stay stubbornly out of touch.
Walk away!
And leave them to be fools.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Leave Them. Leave Them Alone
When people are immuned,
To get a message that is coming...
Leave them.
Leave them alone.
When people stubbornly refuse to hear a message,
Others hear...
Just leave them,
Alone on their own.
Too many have been fitted to be limited!
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
Too many have been gifted with the flapping of lips.
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
When people are immuned,
To get a message that is coming...
Just leave them.
Leave them alone.
When people rather shuck and jive,
To realize their own survival...
Just leave them,
Alone on their own.
Too many wish to sit and make a game of it.
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
Too many rather drift and not take benefit,
So leave them...
Leave them alone.
Fools are taking numbers just to stand and wait.
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
Fools like this await for frosting on their cake.
So leave them,
To taste it alone.
Too many wish to sit and make a game of it.
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
Too many rather drift and not take benefit,
So leave them...
Leave them alone.
When people are immuned,
To get a message that is coming...
Just leave them.
Leave them alone.
When people stubbornly refuse to hear a message,
Others hear...
Just leave them,
Alone on their own.
Just leave them.
Leave them alone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ignorance
ok
ignorance is bliss
and so
become the happiest
person alive
ok
keep the ignorance
and be happy
ok
take your choice
take happiness
take
the pigsty
where pearls
and gold
do not matter
ok
stay in that room
of ignorance
who knows
if they are coming
and soon
will take
everything away
from you
don't bother
poem by Antonio Liao
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Teacher Of Lessons
Shouldn't someone expect,
A life of regretting a planting of misdeeds.
After they have discovered,
The one person they decided to pick on...
Was not the person they thought.
But was a lover of playing cat and mouse.
And that one person they decided to pick on...
Decided not to be the turn the other cheek,
Forgiving kind.
Oh no.
This one decided it was time to teach a mind.
And had in fact been a teacher of lessons.
With a knack of customizing lesson plans.
Suitable to be understood,
As to 'who' one should have left alone.
To make it clear it is best not to judge a book,
By its cover for effective results to get.
Especially if one is not familiar with the contents.
Shouldn't someone expect,
A life of regretting...
After they have discovered,
The one person they decided to pick on...
Has long been a master of human interaction.
And...
Had in fact,
Been a teacher of lessons.
With a knack of customizing lesson plans.
Some less painful to accept when delivered direct,
Than those taught unexpectedly to leave the student...
Frrling unsure what test is coming next.
Why do some people pick those to be subjected,
They believe to them will be easy to shame...
With a branding of a quick defamation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stay With Me
why you decided to leave me this way
why you decided to leave me with all those pain
why you decided to leave me for someone else
stay with me
please don't go
please don't leave me this way
please stay here with me
my love, don't go
i'm begging on my knee
baby, i love you
i want you
i need you
i feel complete around you
when i am holding you, i never want to let go
when you are kissing me i never want to stop
so baby please don't go
and stay with me
poem by Guenael Oristel
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Brink Of Extinction
Creating with a solicitation,
A lazy and undisciplined existence.
To identify a segment of one's population,
As dysfunctional.
May for those responsible,
In the implementation of this...
Boost egos.
But cost effective?
No!
Only fools feeding an isolated greed,
Would keep this as their belief.
Only a complete ignorance,
Would perceive this approach...
To be an effective reflection of greatness.
Those assigned to oppress minds,
From the time of their birth...
Would find this uplifting to their self worth.
And not an encouragement nourishing,
One to the brink of extinction.
Those assigned to oppress minds,
Of those threatening their insecurities...
Eventually will find this point of view of superiority,
A mentally degrading aspect...
Of their own growth process and not an asset.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Concentrated
When an ignorance offends,
What point is made...
In the making of attempts,
Trying to change it?
That kind of ignorance is concentrated.
A fool is one,
Who doesn't recognize...
Being over-ruled.
Anyone with a hint of wisdom...
Sees ignorance for what it is and leaves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Disturbed
Seeking an attention,
By the use of offensive means...
Teaches not a thing,
To one disturbed...
By mental dysfunctions.
An ignorance like this has been fostered.
An ignorance has been allowed to flourish.
An ignorance that grows becomes expensive.
Since an ignorance bestows,
A flowing of it that becomes out of control!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Love to Hate
Is it getting clearer...
For those who fear to be themselves.
They who have entertained disrespect,
To the point where none is left.
Inspected in depth...
Or quests requested!
Blinded they are like fools on crack!
Using tools of fools to keep themselves back.
Blinded they are like fools on crack.
Or a black cat who can't stop giving 'bad' vibes,
An image to attack!
Blinded they are like fools on crack!
Seeking a shoulder to cry on...
And a pat on their backs!
Blinded they are like fools on crack.
Trying in doped slickness,
But losing themselves...
With weakened backbones attacked!
Is it getting clearer...
For those who fear to be themselves.
With a fear that endears them,
With a love to hate!
Berating unappreciated wisdom at stake!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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April Fools' Day
In 1854 or somewhere around that date,
Someone decided...
This day for them they would celebrate.
Poking fun and playing practical jokes.
Doing silly things and teasing when they spoke.
April Fools' Day today...
No longer seems that day to display a harmless merriment!
There is an exposed existence of a sickness witnessed,
Everyday.
And not only on the first of April,
Are these fools spreading their massive illnesses...
To feast on the remainder of sensibility!
And determined they are to prove,
Fools like them...
Are no chickens coming home to roost!
But to rule from ovens.
As they bake to roast to feed their mindless tastes!
And this is their day to rejoice in their self praise.
Unfolding an ignorance that suspends indefinitely!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Growing Pains
So young so strong
Ignorance is bliss
Thin skin caught up again
In a place like this
Big people set the trap for you
Using you-know-what for brains
Youre just another lab experiment
And youre easy to replace
Too much too soon
Sensors overload
Brought down, chased out of town
Another dangerous road
Simply a problem of biology
Its a choice you never make
The scene is set and youre subjected to
A lethal dose of growing pains
Think it through
Logic must be made for fools
Leave them now
And be a has-been who never was
Theyll set you up with pains that grow
song performed by by Devo
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You Don't Trust Me
We've been friends for years
We always smile and laugh
Sometime our eyes have tears
But I knew you far too long
To not notice something
I decided not to be your friend
But I got reason
You don't trust me
I know it coz it's obvious
Everyone knows
You don't trust us
Our friendship's like a rose
Spring in to life
Then die
There's only one person you trust
Coz you're not rude to her
Just us
I decided not to be your friend
But for a good reason
You don't trust me
poem by Liz Gellur
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I Secure My Future!
I provide you with mentorship, because i want you to be successful...
I am going to teach you how to prove a point, compose a poem or drawing.
I believe this will make you a better person in future.
I am on my way to victory, hence i am unstoppable.
I have been a mentor from when i was young.
...Hey yo..boy i am in a hurry, but i think you have a problem...
Don't be scared calm down & try to explain your problem,
remember though your problem is my problem...
I suggest you get away from your friends, because they give you bad influence.
I have been there & done that & i regret...
I believe you deserve something better, so i give you a chance!
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Sting
slish slash cut sting.
People think they understand.
But underneath it their just ignorant.
Maybe there life is a bliss.
Drip drip drop.
My sorrow is running out.
If only people could understand.
Toses stupid fools.
Im not attention seeking.
Its just my way of coping.
I'd rather sting than hurt.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Forgive Them
Forgive them for their ignorance since ignorance is bliss
What empathy is all about the point they seem to miss
Their great lack in compassion does not seem a surprise
Since not that many people know how to empathize
With people who are doing it tough they do not wish to know
Of the have nots of the poor streets of poverty and woe
Cocooned in their self centredness they do not wish to hear
Of the poverty that does exist even to where they live near
Forgive them for their ignorance they cannot help the way they are
They drive around the leafy Suburb showing off their brand new car
To the material things of life they only can relate
Only their own and their family successes they wish to celebrate
Forgive them for their ignorance some people are that way
And their type are growing in numbers that does seem sad to say.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I Was Prepared To Boycott Ignorance
I was prepared to boycott ignorance,
But decided against it.
If I made a poster and picketed with it...
Those who couldn't read...
Would not get incensed.
And the ones politically aware,
Might become offended...
As an attack upon their pretensions.
And some who knew exactly what I meant...
Would avoid me like I was diseased,
With a plague they would prefer not to share.
This awareness for them is best kept ignored.
Not made a public fanfare.
I was prepared to boycott ignorance,
But decided against it.
Too many would perceive me,
To be its advocate.
And more of it would be solicited.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Can I Get a Witness?
If people are not reading...
That does not mean,
A comprehension is not welcomed.
If they are not feeding,
From beliefs...
They too are qualified,
To allow thinking to be done!
And as this ignorance is toasted and spread...
By some who are fed,
They can only achieve by keeping suppression,
Dealt to those oppressed instead.
A lowered standard of life...
Lowers below that of a flower bed.
And an acceptance only blooms,
A stench to climb like vines on fences.
Getting the attention,
Of hard thickened heads!
'Some fools can't see,
Their outlooks can be foolish.
When they perceive,
Themselves kings and queens.
And when they become,
Stung by all their madnesss...
They choose to speed up,
Their own suffering! '
Let us sway with the rhythm.
In dimmed lighting, please.
'Some fools can't see,
Their outlooks can be foolish! '
That's right...
Lower the lights.
'When they perceive,
Themselves as kings and queens.'
Pass the crumbs to those humming.
'When they become,
Stung by all their madness.'
Can I get a witness?
'They choose to speed up,
Their own suffering! '
Boo hoo
Boo hoo
Boo
Hoo
Hoooooo.
Bah dah dah boo hoo...
'Some fools can't see,
Their outlooks can be foolish.'
Bah dah dah boo hoo...
'When they perceive,
Themselves kings and queens.'
Bah dah dah boo hoo...
'And when they become,
Stung by all their madnesss.'
Bah dah dah boo hoo...
'They choose to speed up,
Their own suffering! '
Boo hoo
Boo hoo
Boo
Hoo
Hoooooo.
Boo hoo
Boo hoo
Boo
Hoo
Hoooooo.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Decided
[Chorus]
I decided to stay home tonite
I decided I'ma treat you right
I decided to be there for you
Decided to be on my P's and Q's
I decided to give up my friends
Decided I'ma take you out weekends
Decided to give you a reason to trust
These are decisions that I make for love
[Verse 1]
Enough is enough no more running around
(Searchin' for what's right here at home)
Because my luck is 'bout to turn around
(And I just can't keep doin' you wrong)
Girl I take it for granted that you will be here always
(Tired of this ego trip)
'Cause soon you'll be searchin' for another man
And I just can't have that happen to me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Now I've had about all that I can stand no more
(I'm turnin' in my playa's card)
See I'm retirin' from the secret life I chose
(Cause I just can't keep breakin' your heart)
It was silly of me to be the way that I was
(First was blind
song performed by by R. Kelly from TP-2.COM
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So sorry I hurt you
I am So Sorry I hurt you,
Words that are void and empty.
Meaningless to the intelligent,
But hold Purpose to the ignorant.
How can anyone be sorry?
Truly sorry,
For things deliberately done?
Sorry are the lies that fly off the lips
Of the erroneous ones
Only to make themselves feel better.
To be truly sorry,
You would never have anything to be sorry about.
Sorry is a fairytale, only holding merit to starry eyed fools
The fools who use the word,
And the fools who believe them.
How can you be sorry for anything done intentionally?
Sorry would be better if it were a four letter word.
And censored from our vocabulary
There is no such thing as sorry!
poem by Dougie Fresh
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