This Should 'Click' In A Conscious Mind
When someone of your own kind,
Does their best to impress...
Those that have oppressed,
Any efforts to address an expressed suppression.
This should 'click' in a conscious mind.
Who really wants who to remain ignorant and left behind?
Why solidify with requests,
The becoming to be the next martyr?
And at who's benefit will this doing prove to be effective?
Yours? Mine?
Or those already declared nonconformists?
With a redefining of an implemented and intended stagnation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Interests And Mine Are Different
Supporting your efforts,
Does not mean I am an advocate...
To campaign for your beliefs.
The doing of that is not on my agenda.
Unless you are requesting my presence.
I admire what you do,
Because it is seldom seen.
Those motivated with initiative,
In the doing of anything but complain...
Is a rarity nowadays and seems to be unchanged.
But your beliefs and mine are not the same.
So don't confuse my support of your conviction,
As an attraction to your interests.
Your interests and mine are different.
And I hope you appreciate my admitting of this.
And when you address your interests and efforts,
Try not to do that to impress.
Do it because it is what you do.
With a doing that includes 'your' happiness,
To keep prioritized.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Vituperative And Harshly Censorious
You tell others and say,
You are not impressed...
By those daily efforts of mine made.
And I say...
Where are your efforts to address?
Since you are quick to express your displeasure.
And then you wish to measure,
And evaluate time.
You want to vocalize how yours,
Is more important than mine.
You want to expose your excuses,
To reduce critique.
You want others to perceive,
Your opinions are sought.
As if this 'deed' is impressive enough to leave.
You tell others and say,
You are not impressed...
By those daily efforts of mine made.
But I am sure they've come to realize,
There is insecurity hidden,
Underneath your weak tirades tired and tried.
Expressed with intemperate, vituperative...
And harshly censorious language!
'Huh?
What did you call me?
What did you just say?
Did you call me 'stupid'? '
No!
Those affirmations I leave to you.
'Oh.
I'm glad you do.
Because those 'imaginations'...
Which they are not.
But if they were...
Would belong to me! '
Yep!
I totally agree.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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The Core To Your Failures
Your need to feel you must compete with me,
s the core to your failures.
And the basis for your grief.
To deceive does not with benefit receive.
Everything done you do...
And regardless with who,
You want to see yourself portrayed as the winner.
Of what?
And...
Wishing defeat of those who support and feed you,
Will eventually open your eyes.
Since mine have been wide open,
With hopes one day you will see yourself...
For the fool you have been to 'think' there is something,
You will win to have others praise your efforts.
There is not a back left,
You can climb to rise high on it!
No mind intentionally disconnected,
Can remain unaffected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Clear As Its Ever Been
I remember all your sentiments protesting.
All my simple needs and with requests met.
Now the evidence is clear,
As its ever been...
You never meant to keep my requests met.
You never intended that respect.
I remember all your sentiments protesting.
All my simple needs and with requests met.
Now the evidence is clear,
As its ever been...
You never meant to keep my requests met.
You never intended that respect.
The evidence is clear,
As its ever been...
You never meant to keep my requests met.
No...
You never intended that respect.
It's clear...
As its ever been,
You never meant to keep my requests met.
It's clear....
You never intended that respect.
It's clear...
As its ever been,
You never meant to keep my requests met.
It's clear....
You never intended that respect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Has Got To Be for The Love!
Do they wish to impress?
Or do they live just to do it,
As part of a 'self' consciousness.
Conscious their gifts exist.
And it is not with impressions,
Expressed with a witnessed unlimited giving.
It is who they are.
And that is done at their best.
To simply impress comes as no effort.
To those who are blessed...
To progress through stress.
And produce the unexpected.
Without getting needed rest.
And this...
Has got to be for the love!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Displays of Public Outrage
Few are those who seem motivated enough to make efforts.
However...
Many are heard vocalizing their opinions of those efforts made.
And it appears as if they are the least stimulated,
With encouragement to sacrifice this time spent...
Introducing effective alternatives.
And they are the ones who become first defiant,
When requests are made for them to clean up their own trash.
They have fear of being witnessed having an interest in themselves.
And this produces displays of public outrage.
'We have every right to express our freedoms.
In a manner we see as being justifiably fit! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Mind Is Not Design To Only Address The Best
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Although I try to hide it...
My thoughts sometimes are dirty!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Just like the rest,
I do enjoy raw recipes!
I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!
I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Although I try to hide it...
My thoughts sometimes are dirty!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Just like the rest,
I do enjoy raw recipes!
Some choose to be their own enemy.
Not me!
With wishes to impress.
Just to leave some people guessing.
With me what you see is what you get that's it!
I'm not the one to sit around because I do not fit.
Or be chosen by debate.
To prove myself worthy!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Although I try to hide it...
My thoughts sometimes are dirty!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Just like the rest,
I do enjoy raw recipes!
I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!
I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!
And when it's good to me I get numb.
Sometimes dumb...
If I'm running from a gun!
And when it's good to me I get numb.
Sometimes dumb...
If I'm running from a gun!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Although I try to hide it...
My thoughts sometimes are dirty!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Just like the rest,
I do enjoy raw recipes!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Sometimes it's numb.
Sometimes I'm stunned...
If I'm running from a gun!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Sometimes it's numb.
Sometimes I'm stunned...
If I'm running from a gun!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Sometimes it's numb.
Sometimes I'm stunned...
If I'm running from a gun!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Sometimes it's numb.
Sometimes I'm stunned...
If I'm running from a gun!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Some choose to be their own enemy.
Not me!
With wishes to impress.
Just to leave some people guessing.
With me what you see is what you get that's it!
I'm not the one to sit around because I do not fit.
Or be chosen by debate.
To prove myself worthy!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Directive
A directive has been taken,
To usurp all power and rule!
Secretly this has been done to us...
By one who bypasses the fools.
Dictatorship implemented,
Is certainly due to come.
Quietly creeps
The one in this power seat.
To unravel lifestyles and the laws
Of everyone.
In the days of May...
What's been said has been done!
'National emergency! '
Effective and declared by one!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Effective Depression
A success obtained,
With intentions to share with others.
Is a success undenied.
This kind of success is not implied,
By those who benefit.
And multiplies to see it thrive.
A success hoarded to manipulate,
With a selfishness one prides.
Is a success that suppresses.
With a digressing of those who oppress.
To leave an effective depression to digest.
That certainly does not impress those affected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Trite And Hollow Expressions
Choosing to stay on a journey,
That is basic and simplistic...
With a quality just to address,
Confuses those unaware their deceits...
Only further complicates the steps they have taken,
Seeking to remain to prove others they can defeat...
With trite and hollow expressions to impress,
As they duplicate footsteps of pioneers to repeat.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am 'First' A Human Being
I had walked around for decades,
Feeling and shouldering emotional pain.
When I decided I had nothing to gain...
By accepting this as an invitation,
To prove I could endure...
With a strength to regard as bravery?
No one had to point out to me,
Just how crazy this was.
I am 'first' a human being!
And I no longer have to adapt to that fact.
To me that has been shown.
And to others I make that known!
I am 'first' a human being!
Any other layers some choose to address...
I have learned to let it be expressed.
But to cause me stress to stay to become effective?
No.
These days I do not live in those times.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Undo What It Was That Should Have Been
Reform?
Is that similar to rebirth?
Or re-defining what is?
And if that is the case...
Those who now suggest,
A redefining of things to reform...
To do to get things done,
Will need to re-address themselves,
With amnesia.
To undo what it was that should have been,
Those without a conscious intentionally did...
To enable a reform to do that is defined with a doing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Easier To Face Opposition
It is much easier to face opposition alone,
Than to remain in a mental state of stagnation...
Amongst those who have chosen to stay,
Fixed in positions to restrict themselves from growth.
With a blaming of others who attempt to do something,
Much more than quoting scriptures.
And defending their fears while doing absolutely nothing,
To improve their negative outlooks on lives they condone...
That feeds into their own suppression they keep validated.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've sort of heard that ""it"" girl thing, but not really. Hearing it from a few people doesn't solidify it in my mind and I wouldn't know how to solidify that title. It's so elusive and what does it mean, I don't know?
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Just A Few Disgruntled People
Hundreds of thousands of disillusioned people,
Coming together to protest their dissatisfactions...
Can not be all considered nonconformists,
And mavericks can they?
Certainly 'someone' should recognize,
There is a problem right before their eyes.
'Mavericks? Nonconformists?
Of course not.
They are considered to be,
Just a few disgruntled people.
Voicing their opinons,
About their impending poverty.
To eventually be ignored.
You should know that from your own experiences.
How effective was the showing of your concerns?
Remember when you and a group of millions,
Did your hunger and homelessness routine?
What influence did you have,
To get anyone to recognize that? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Invisible Is The Injury Suffered
Those who do not grow...
Believing God, Mother Nature and Father Time,
Will honor their requests to keep things unchanged...
To remain as they are?
With a comfort provided,
To decide to do what they please and choose?
Are also hoping never to face reality.
And with assistance from those who are convinced,
They aid with a benefit to go along with people like this...
Do a mind like this more harm.
Invisible is the injury suffered,
By the one who protects their neurosis!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Resentment?
Resentment?
I have never met anyone,
With abilities and skills...
That expressed a resentment,
Towards anyone seeking to be convinced...
Talents they possess,
Could be used at someone else's benefit.
And there to easily access.
But had been ignored,
For another sought to address...
That left them with an impression to express.
Resentment?
How many people do you know,
Would give up their expertise freely?
To confess to anyone,
That a giving up of their unpaid time...
Had been rejected,
Without a compensation of payment done.
To allow a continuance of their peace of mind?
And this they kept protected.
Acknowledging how this was difficult to find.
Resentment?
I doubt very seriously if they had that feeling.
Perhaps relieved...
What they brought to offer to others,
Had not been dissected or scrutinized.
With a diluting done of their freely given abilities.
Resentment?
Would not be the word I'd use,
To define their state of mind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Knew? Did You? Oh...Of Course Not!
I can understand you wish not to see,
My efforts gleam and shine.
I can understand that,
Yes I do!
Because those efforts,
Getting attention I did not pursue...
Are not those of yours,
But mine.
I did not know that would become fact.
I've been too busy toiling with sweat,
To remove obstacles carried...
Too long weighted on my back.
No...
I didn't realize my conscious efforts,
Would one day get attention.
Or attract like that!
Who knew?
Did you?
Oh...
Of course not!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A day never same again
The days can not remain same
No efforts should made to blame
The same mood can be maintained
The feelings can be easily explained
Where are those moments of golden pride?
Why do we forget them and hide?
They are no less important in today’s context?
They can be useful in passing present test
We learn from past mistakes and go ahead
It becomes easier to forge and lead
We started to learn from the day one
This was our concern and can be solved by none
Agony, pain and anguish may for part
We need to forget all and have fresh start
This is how fresh water can be flowed
The stagnation can never be allowed
When we start to know the fellow human being
New dimension is added and something is assured of to bring
It mat relate to efforts for bringing new kind of thinking
Where all can be lifted for good without any fear of sinking
We have same feeling in songs
Love, sympathy and brotherhood expressed in words
No show of deception and sincerity in approach
God too is willing and helping in such
Any one can search the soul and ask
What lay before him as dedicated task?
What does he do to strengthen the movement?
So the humanity survives to an extent
Not all can be lead to believe in what is said?
It is practice for self and conditions not to be laid?
What can be influenced most in daily routine?
As the emergence of sun plays part with sun shine
The truth is simple to be understood like day light
No one can prove it wrong or right
It is reality and has all the essence of truthfulness
Only we can have little try to prove its usefulness
I have all the rights to give shape to future
No one can come and apprise me to make it sure
Lord has give us sense to choose between two
I shall choose the simple one which is true
I am sacrificing nothing for cause
It is expected from all because
This is simple way of falling in line
Rest all can be expected very fine
It was never a problem in present or past
Now the life has changed and moving very fast
No one has got little time to devote for fresh beginning
It can be made as love sport with fresh inning
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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