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This May Be Painful For You To Hear

I know this may be painful for you to hear.
But there are very few people,
With wishes and desires to comprehend your needs.

You may not believe that.
But at least take it into consideration,
Others you observe and see...
Can be counted on as not having you even as a thought,
In their minds at all.

And if you choose to put this to a test...
Go to any shopping mall, grocery store
Or sit among others in a concert!
Witness the atmosphere.
See who is digesting it.

They are there to receive what they came to get.
Do it and then to leave.
And some may or may not...
Glance at the receipt.

Here is a suggestion:
Spend a few weeks alone.
Just you and 'life'.
From that you will gain a better perspective.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Expectations

Once words leave from my mouth to be said,
They are not rehearsed to fit snuggly...
To take into consideration your preferred wishes.
In a way that is expressed to address,
Your expectations.
No! That is not what I do.
I am too honest with myself.

If you choose to confuse my words as something else,
Communicating with me is not your desire.
Not if you want to comprehend my feelings,
To mean something else you wish to approve.
I will not manipulate my words in premeditation,
To please what you want from me to hear.
I do not live to feed the keeping of your delusions.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shopping= Me

Shopping is my passion,
Passion 4 fashion
The clothes, The shoes
Especially the food

I'll go a probally spend $50 or maybe $100

There's Claires, Hot Topic, And Raves
I really have a shopping crave

I love the mall
It's so full of life,
I love the mall
Let's go tonight.

poem by LeLe Gallon
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The Proof Is In The Pudding

What on Earth is going on with them over there?

'I was approached to give my opinion,
Concerning the world affairs.
And all I said was...
The proof is in the pudding.
The truth in it has been revealed.
And before I knew it,
That's what they began to do.
I'm sure the store owner is thrilled.'

But...
How is the dumping of pudding mixes,
Out into the street...
Connect to your comments made?

'Observe to witness this.
That's all I have to say.
It never ceases to amaze me,
How people re-act to what they hear.'

You don't think they took your figurative comments,
Literally...
Do you?

'Observe to witness this.
That's all I have to say.'

What do you think they are hoping to find?

'Something that reminds them of truth.
Or proof of it.
Who knows? '

I'm not going to say what they are doing is stupid.

'Don't even let that cross your mind.
Just observe it to witness.
The proof is in the pudding.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Disconnected From Their 'Caboose

One's doing of something,
To or for someone else...
Without their acknowledgement,
Opinion or suggestion given...
Or prior contact before initiating the act,
Can be interpreted as being disrespectful.

Or...
Just the right ingredient,
To provoke an explosive attack.
And today,
Unfortunately...
There seems to be people,
Crawling all with wishes to do exactly that!

Only those who lack consideration,
Tact or a sense of mental fluidity...
Would go into someone's backyard,
To intentionally chop down their trees.
And remove their prized flower beds.
To 'then' announce what another believes,
Is needed to beautify 'their' sight lines...
On someone else's property.

This is just one of many examples,
That proves more than a few people...
Are speeding on the wrong tracks.
And disconnected from their 'caboose'.

To say they have actually lost their minds,
And seeking an acceptance...
For 'everything' done they choose to do,
Is to admit...
'They' are representing a much larger problem,
That protects them with a tolerance.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It slows down grocery shopping, because so many women at the store watch the show. I always end up talking to two or three people every time I go to Ralphs. It's fun.

quote by James Denton
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Observe It and Believe

Release the tension in that grasp you have.
Let go and let God complete the task.
Just ask your spiritual guides to clear your path.
Material things you have wont last!
Don't be afraid,
If the importance of your past...
Seems to be fading fast.

A new day is dawning...
To remove all masks.
And reveal the light you hold within!
A fresh awareness upon us all begins.

Observe it and believe.
With faith you will witness your happiness increase.
Observe it and believe.
A higher conciousness comes for you to receive.
Observe it and believe.
All conflicts seen from you will leave.
Observe it and believe.
The energy within you,
Has given you breath to breathe.
Inhale and exhale.
Do this quietly.
Observe it and believe...
God wants to free you from all lies and deceit!
Observe it and believe,
He has come to comfort!
He has.
Let go and let God complete the task.

Don't be afraid,
If the importance of your past...
Seems to be fading fast.
Let go and let God complete the task,
To bring upon you everlasting happiness.
Observe it and believe.
Expect this and receive!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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21st Century Shopping Mall

Built on a day in sin
Sand, girders and tin
Prefab shopping mall
For a working class clientele
Everything for sale
With chemist and optician
Open 24/7
All made in heaven.
...............................
Soc ial gathering if you like
Star parade caked music.
Push your food around Mike
.................................
Pref ab shopping mall
The Vatican
A pilgrimage every time
The Notre-dime.
..................................
Walk down towering isles
To marry a barbeque
With blessed burger
You become the Pope
In prefab shopping mall.
......................................Checkout!
A gorgeous honey bun
With e numbered eyes
Or male hunky spunk
Wearing organic hair gel
Loving your food to death
Into recyclable bags
Or do it yourself
With smiley friendly computer scanner
Serving a mega ram lip service.
..................................... .
However much you pay
Sacred food should stay
You cannot ever leave
Our God blessed sanctified
Prefab shopping mall......

poem by Andrew Nawroski
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The Last Mall

Attention all shoppers
It's Cancellation Day
Yes the Big Adios
Is just a few hours away
It's last call
To do your shopping
At the last mall
You'll need the tools for survival
And the medicine for the blues
The sweet treats and surprises
For the little buckaroos
It's last call
To do your shopping
At the last mall
We've got a sweetheart Sunset Special
And all of the standard stuff
'Cause in the morningthat gospel morning
You'll have to do for yourself when the going gets tough
Roll your cart back up the aisle
Kiss the checkout girls goodbye
Ride the ramp to the freeway
Beneath the blood orange sky
It's last call
To do your shopping
At the last mall

song performed by by Steely Dan
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Shopping

Were buying and selling your history
How we go about it is no mystery
We check it with the city, then change the law
Are you looking forward?
Now you want some more
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Its easy when you got all the information
Inside help, no investigation
(no investigation, investigation)
No questions in the house, no give and take
Theres a big bang in the city
Were all on the make
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Our gain is your loss, thats the price you pay
I heard it in the house of commons: everythings for sale
Were shopping
Were shopping
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
(were shopping
Were shopping
Were shopping
Were shopping
Were shopping)

song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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You Fulfill My Needs

The way You fulfill my needs...
I witness.
Those doubting You,
And insist You do not exist...
I leave them alone!
I am pleased You have shown me Your light.
And You have confirmed I do not have to prove
I am right about You!
You 'are' there!
And I am here to receive my blessings!
The way You fulfill me needs...
Keeps me devoted to You,
In constant prayer!
And I will be there attracted...
To this attachment!
What others feel about You and me,
And Your ability to please...
May 'say' they know You,
But 'why' do they moan and sigh like they do?
They way You fulfill my needs...
I witness.
I am right about You!
You 'are' there!
And I am here to receive my blessings!
The way You fulfill me needs...
Keeps me devoted to You,
In constant prayer!
The others on their knees pleading...
Seem to fear to test their faith!
And perhaps that is way they fake their closeness.
Believing You aren't near to hear them.
Trying to prosper from You,
Like thieves out of sight and out of Your view!
They way You fulfill my needs...
I witness.
And You have allowed me to see 'them' too!
You have allowed me to 'see' and know truth.
I no longer fantasize!
Thank You for opening wider my eyes!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fly Jeans

You say can we go shopping
For what is my reply
some new jeans that my friend just bought
They make her look so fly

I say lets go, do you know the store
And please don't make me choose
Before we go I'm telling you we're not shopping for shoes

I take a slow, long deep breath
As we walk in the store
Dam your friend has rich tastes
My wallet's felt this pain before

You squeeze into the fly jeans
As you turn around and say
Does my bum look big in these babe
Now I should run away

Does my bum look big in these babe
Once again I hear you ask
No it don't my darling
It's the fat around your ass

poem by Jon Terry
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Sorry If I've Caused Any Inconvenience

To embrace and know one's identity from birth,
Is not a rare occurrence...
As those on the pursuit to impress others,
Would want many to believe.

It takes one with willpower...
To leave what is felt to be nonsense behind.
And much of it is connected to capitalistic,
Desires to self indulge with a teasing to be seen.

To know exactly what one wishes,
May introduce to others...
Restrictions that conflict.
With superficial stabilities...
Like an ability to acquire multiple jobs,
To pay one's taxes or credit cards.

Feeling an accepted comfortability,
In what a dysfunctional society...
Labels as a 'normalcy',
Is for some an ideal way of life!

But someone who chooses a life creating...
Is neither lazy, confused or mentally sick.
Not as perceived from where those deemed,
'Abnormal' sit!

Some trying to convince they toil on a 9 to 5...
Exaggerate what it is they do,
Between coffee breaks and hour lunches too!
But someone who sweats doing something that is loved...
Isn't thought to live realistically.
Not if a title isn't worn with a shopping spree done at the mall.

'Oh...How embarrassing!
Is that card 'maxed' out?
I have another here somewhere.
Give me a moment.'

To embrace and know one's identity from birth,
Is not a rare occurrence...
As those on the pursuit to impress others,
Would want many to believe.

It takes one with willpower...
To leave what is felt to be nonsense behind.
And much of it is connected to capitalistic,
Desires to self indulge with a teasing to be seen...
As one capable of purchasing anything!

'Here we are!
Oh. No!
That's 'maxed' too!
I have a new one somewhere.
And, here it is!
Sorry if I've caused any inconvenience.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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West Hollywood is predominantly gay, so every man that came into the grocery store was shopping for his boyfriend.

quote by Jeri Ryan
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Of A Sabotaging Done

No one can wipe a slate clean,
Of a sabotaging done to another.
No one has the right to excuse,
An abusing of another away...
As if a child at play,
Awaiting to be disciplined...
With two weeks of punishment spent,
Surrounded by treatments of video games...
Widescreen TV and a cellphone, alone.

Immaturity found difficult to leave minds of adults,
Should be confronted.
Not massaged with understanding,
For their actions to undermine someone else.
As if their misdeeds should receive parting gifts,
With sweetened whispers.

People like this,
Ask for hell to be unleashed upon them.
And there is no reason to disappoint their desires.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If Only Wishes Were Horses, Part 3

I wish to wish the wish you wish to wish
But if you wish to wish the wish the witch wishes,
I won't wish to wish the wish you wish to wish.
I'd wish like you - like you do
and the wishes of ours would surely come true
If only wishes were horses!

I dream to dream the dream you dream to dream
But if you dream to dream the dream the dead dream,
I won't dream to dream the dream you dream to dream.
I'd dream like you - like you do
and the dreams of ours would thus come true
If only wishes were horses!

I desire to desire the desire you desire to desire,
But, if you desire to desire the desire the deer desires
I won't desire to desire the desire you desire to desire.
I'd desire like you - like you do
and our desires would really come true
If only wishes were horses!

I choose to choose the shoes you choose to choose,
But, if you choose to choose the shoes the Jews choose,
I won't choose to choose the shoes you choose to choose.
I'd walk in your shoes - your shoes of success
And then I'd have no stress,
If only wishes were horses!

I love to love the love you love to love,
But if you love to love the love the losers love
Then I won't love to love the love you love to love.
I'd love you and the world,
I'd love you more than itself the word,
If only wishes were horses!

I would, anyway, wish or dream or desire or choose or love like you do
BUT it surely would come true
If only, if only, if only wishes were horses!

poem by Comfort Ndlovu
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Art and People Watching

Do you ever go to an art show
And spend much of the time
Looking at the people there
People watching is fun I find

Perhaps the display is outside
There are booths serving food
You can sit and munch away
And get in the art and ‘people’ mood

Or walk around carrying food
And observe as you go
Much like a fair atmosphere
Always a huge people flow

With summer on the way now
More opportunities will arise
To go to art exhibits and observe
For art and people watching is on the rise

Art exhibits are everywhere
When the summer arrives
Ah yes, art and people watching
Always hold a terrific surprise!

poem by Marilyn Lott
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Lost to Connect a Thought

The more I understand...
The less time I spend around those,
Who do not comprehend.

I've become very impatient.
And at times feeling isolated.
I witness more and more people,
Pretending to be aware.
And these folks are the first to declare...
They have no clue,
As to what is going on!

And somehow...
Immediately I know exactly why!

The more I understand...
The less time I spend around those,
Who do not comprehend.

I've become very impatient.
Especially around those who dress to impress.
And these folks are lost to connect a thought!

I begin to feel guilty.
As if I have a reason...
To be and feel just as self centered.
Objectively self obsessed.
But unable to express it!
Or flaunt it like the rest.

What's wrong with me?
Why am I reluctant...
To bear my resumé on my sleeve,
And sip cocktails?
To bore in such confessing conversations.
Is it the fear of being believed?
Or is it...
That I'd rather spend my time,
In the production of deeds?
To complete and do to get done.

'I think it's...'

Ssshhh...
I'm not asking.
That's just a method I use,
To motivate my own self importance.
It works all the time!
Trust me.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We've All Been Greedy

Those peaceful nights for some have passed.
Those feeling safe...
In sheltered communities behind closed gates.
Are awakening.
But not to Robins singing.
To peer from behind French customed made doors.
Swinging out onto the patio.
Overlooking acres upon acres upon more acres,
Of freshly cut grass.

These awareness days have come upon us fast.
Who would believe such a quick erasing,
Of a way of life....
Would come to pass.
And leave those embittered with much grief,
With streaks of torment on twisted faces.
Disgraced and now nervously pacing.
In wait.
But for what?
When the 'why' of it has arrived too late!

We've been greedy.
See what gluttony does when it can't be overcomed.
We've been greedy,
And feeding on our selfishness.
While ripping the hearts out of those to sustain it.
Doing everything to gain more and maintain it.

We've been greedy!
And..
The stinging of the realness,
Persists.
And can not be contained.
Acts of civil madness...
Spreads fast!

Thousands go out of their minds.
Many more are trapped!

Something in their minds have snapped.
Only those exposed to fantasies,
Are observed doing that.

And a waste of explanation can not bring them back!
Their self delusions have attacked.

Leaving us all affected by that 'fat'!
Yes fat!

Undisciplined rascists...
Tearing each other apart,
While laying lazily on our backs...
We've ALL been greedy!
And...
Feeding on our selfishness.
Yes...
Greedy!
And...
Doing it bigger,
But never better than the rest.
Greedy!
Yes...
Bleeding a democracy.
With wishes to have all desires met.
And caring less about those we've distressed.

We've ALL been greedy!
And...
Feeding on our selfishness.
Just greedy!
And...
Doing it bigger
But never better than the rest.
Just so greedy!
Yes...
And bleeding a democracy.
With wishes to have all desires met.
And caring less about those we've distressed.
Yes...
And,
Greedy!
Yes!
Feeding on our selfishness.
Just greedy!
And...
Doing it bigger...
But never better than the rest.
A sleazy greedy!
And...
Bleeding a democracy.
With wishes to have all desires met.
And caring less about those we've distressed.

We've
ALL
Been
Greedy!
And...
Feeding on our selfishness.
Just greedy!
Yes...
Doing it bigger...
But never better than the rest.
Sleazy greedy!
And...
Bleeding a democracy.
With wishes to have all desires met.
And caring less about those we've distressed.

We've ALL been greedy!
And...
Feeding on our selfishness.
We've ALL been greedy!
And...
Feeding on our selfishness.
We've ALL been greedy!
And...
Feeding on our selfishness.
With wishes to have all desires met.
And caring less about those we've distressed.

Greedy!
Yes...
Feeding on our selfishness.
Greedy!
Yes...
Feeding on our selfishness.
Greedy!
Yes...
Feeding on our selfishness.
We've ALL been greedy!
Yes...
Feeding on our selfishness.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fixed Beliefs

So difficult it has to be,
For many to catch up...
From principles outdated.
And feeding on fast diets of all kinds.
To leave them with poisoned minds,
Stressed...
By a merriment cemented,
To a way of life...
Causing duress with fixed beliefs.
And in fear of reality...
Encroaching upon their precious 'standards'
Kept deluded.

To dismiss this has to be difficult.
To observe it as a witness,
Is a blessing disguised!
Revealed as eyes are opened.

Despite restrictions...
Those feeling suppressed,
Grew.
They had to.
Knowing life offered more than traps.
Beyond displays of isolated hatred...
Graphically mapped,
And strategically studied.

To finally comprehend...
For them,
They are all related...
In blood and need.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Keep What I Feel Felt Real

As described by those who are now mired,
In dire straits.
I am sure the pain felt is real.
I felt the same way about my own.
And when I healed,
With the understanding how that was done...
Those now with long faces,
Were nowhere to be traced.

Most of them were racing...
From mall to mall.
With shopping as the agenda.

And with those expressed feelings,
From a few to show me I was still someone...
In their hearts and minds.
I realized this...
They are the kinds of people in my life I prioritize.
They are the kinds of people in my life,
Who keep what I feel felt real and me alive inside.
At the top of my list they are.
They are the kind of people I need not think twice,
To shower with my full respect.

The rest?
I wish them all the best.
They are not of my concern.
What has been earned...
Has already been issued, valued and satisfied.
No masquerades, charades or disguises needed.
What has been earned...
Has already been issued, valued and satisfied.
And with that between us known...
Apologies expressed are few and limited.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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