This Takes a Certain Bravery
The next time you awaken,
Do not generalize your negativity.
Go straight to the nearest mirror,
And thank God you were blessed...
With the ability to complain.
That's right!
Thank God you are able to pinpoint,
What irritates you the most.
And after you have done that...
Once looking at yourself,
After you have awakened...
Think about what The Creator has to tolerate.
Twenty four hours EVERYDAY.
And you can not be grateful enough,
To say something kind to yourself?
Even in the midst of facing such ugliness alone?
This takes a certain bravery.
Be thankful you are able to do it.
In fact...
Thank everyone you may come in contact.
They are the ones you should really learn to appreciate.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Faith Within
Everyday I feel blessed,
To awaken and not address my ailments.
Or seek with this acknowledgement,
A reason to complain about my circumstances.
A faith within me I know exist,
Has done this.
I hear others disrespect themselves,
With criticisms directed.
I hear comments returned to them,
By those sharing a mutual unconsciousness.
Everyday I feel blessed,
To awaken and not address my ailments.
With a facing of those obstacles,
Presented on my path to test.
And yet,
I know from where my blessings come...
To on me become bestowed.
A faith within me I know exist,
Has done this.
And I am able to let go,
Of that which troubles me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those 'Maybe' Days
Baby...
We all have awakened to have those 'maybe' days!
With a feeling of 'maybe' we will.
Or 'maybe' we wont...
Do what is expected,
At the expense of slighting...
Someone respected that depends on us.
And did not suspect,
To have a trust taint or dust.
And as soon as those twenty-four hours are done,
We can breathe easier that a fresh batch of new ones...
We can look forward to welcome.
And then maybe, baby...
On the other hand,
Some days end as the Sun descends and reflects.
And we find ourselves sitting in retrospect,
Thankful we had the best days yet.
So baby,
Don't fret!
You are not alone,
When you feel upset.
Some days we just awaken,
To those 'maybe' days we can not shake away.
And maybe some will...
And maybe some wont care,
As long as there is a plan...
To leave them behind,
Without prolonging the despair!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Creator Is My Manager
I admit...
There are gifts and talents,
I was born with.
I never had desires to 'be'.
I just 'was'.
And took what I had for granted.
At one time I really did this.
I've been asked where I've studied.
And who has mentored me.
My response has always been The Creator.
To which then I get looks of disbelief.
And as I age and 'try' to mellow,
Others suggest I could be rich...
If I did 'this' and 'that' with my talents and gifts.
But things and bling and money it seems...
Has never attracted my consciousness.
If this happens to come to me as my Creator's wish,
Then by all means...
Those things will come to pay me a visit.
But thankful I am and tremendously blessed.
My Creator is my manager.
And I know what for me is best.
Perhaps my Creator,
Believes what I've been given is priceless.
And I have been nourishing myself,
With the feeding on delusions.
Whatever my Creator proposes,
Is the path I follow not to oppose.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Times We Now Live That Takes Away Breaths
In the disarray of these days we now face,
I keep my concentration focused upon my deeds.
And less upon comments made by others,
About me...
My deeds.
And what beliefs about me they whisper,
To others giving them time to listen.
I could only wish people like that...
A less traumatic awakening.
Since I seek the company,
Of those few who are awake.
To mature AND awaken to accept,
The times we now live that takes away breaths...
In a neck breaking speed,
Is here.
And so blessed is the feeling,
To have one's peace of mind intact!
That's a fact!
And 'that' takes a long time in development.
It comes with experiencing life and not rehearsing it...
As some would think.
Or kept practiced as if to impress.
As some still do!
Life is much too precious to accept foolishness.
And that is...
But just one of the many of the many many lessons...
I have had to learn.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Be Thankful
Whatever you believe,
In your life that is missed.
Whatever it is,
You wished you had
But does not exist.
Be grateful even for that!
Let your faith remain in tact!
And be thankful.
Feel blessed.
Don't compare yourself with the rest.
Accept that God knows best.
And for you,
As long as you keep your faith in Him true...
He will do for you what He alone does.
He'll come through.
God delivers!
He is the best 'stimulus' you can get!
Know it.
Be thankful.
And insist...
With consistent obedience,
You are deserving.
And be thankful,
For the gifts God gives.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Praise
I wake each morning
and count my blessing
thankful for what is given
so great and small
with praise for the Great Spirit
I learn to love and live
When those do me wrong
I learn how to forgive
and in my heart forget
with each footstep I take
I learn from each mistake
but refuse to fall
In His praise I sing his song
to every living thing He created
with His touch I've been blessed
and surely awaken
Spiritwind-2012
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Some Are All Too Willing
Some are all too willing for to generalize
Without even seeming for to realize
That they are being judgemental on a whole Race
For the crimes of one with them all are in disgrace.
Those who generalize can be racist as well
By the way they speak of others it is not hard to tell
That their latent racism they are struggling to hide
Of them racist tendencies cannot be denied.
That there's good and bad in every Race to all Races apply
And to say otherwise the truth one does deny
We only see in others what we wish to see
That is how it is and how 'twill always be.
Those who generalize and the racists in thinking are not far apart
Neither of them are blessed with a generous heart
In their ways of thinking they do seem so small
Long live the great truth on a 'fair go for all'
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Everyday Being Tested
Everyday there is a witnessing of miracles.
And everyday someone unbelieving,
Chooses to complain about their aches and pains.
In a celebration with invited guests.
And those who seem the happiest...
Are those everyday being tested.
Expressing how their lives are gratefully blessed.
With faith and prayer done everyday to attest and reflect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Be Thankful
(by c. jackson & m. yancy)
You may be in a big city or drivin down a country lane, yeah
Workin two jobs to make a livin
And all you do is complain, well
You should be thankful of what you got
Yes, you should be thankful of all you got
Wakin up in the mornin seein the sun rise (well, well)
Is enough to say I thank you, lord
Rollin over seein my babys eyes, uh
Is enough to say I thank you, lord
I just wanna say thank you (thank you)
Thank you (thank you) thank you, thank you, lord
(thank you) thank you (thank you) thank you
(thank you) thank you, lord---
Be thankful of what you got (you know you should)
Be thankful of all you got
You may live in the valley, you may live on the highest hill
Some people say you dont do nothin but take the doctors pills
You may be in a nursery, in a classroom
Drivin your big fine car, hup!
Airplanes, uh, take you uh far
Layin out in the sun, uh
Or just workin on the run
Hoo, you should be thankful
Of what you got, I know you should
Be thankful, oh, yeah, of all you got
(well, well) yeah----, ooh, oh
(be thankful) we need to be thankful
(of what you got) of everything we got
(be thankful) we need to be more thankful
(of all you got) of everything you got
(be thankful) thank you, thank you, thank you
(of all you got) thank you for all I got
(be thankful) thank you....
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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Each Day
Today,
Like everyday...
I'm thankful for the blessings that come!
No matter who may say they have none...
I see with my own eyes,
Mine are not disguised.
Each day,
That comes my way...
I'm thankful for the blessings that come.
No matter who may say they have none...
I see with my own eyes,
Mine are not disguised.
I don't awaken for unhappiness to test.
Nor do I look for it when Sun is on my roof,
In a mood.
In the morning I express my thankfulness.
Knowing I can choose to feel my very best.
Today,
Like everyday...
I'm thankful for the blessings that come!
No matter who may say they have none...
I see with my own eyes,
Mine are not disguised.
Each day,
That comes my way...
I'm thankful for the blessings that come.
No matter who may say they have none...
I see with my own eyes,
Mine are not disguised.
Each day,
I don't awaken for unhappiness to test.
Each day,
In the morning I express my thankfulness.
Each day,
I can select to feel my very best.
Knowing in my mind I wish this to address.
Today,
Like everyday...
I'm thankful for the blessings that come!
No matter who may say they have none...
I see with my own eyes,
Mine are not disguised.
Each day,
I don't awaken for unhappiness to test.
Each day,
In the morning I express my thankfulness.
Each day,
I can select to feel my very best.
Knowing in my mind I wish this to address,
Each day!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For Happiness, Wait!
If you saw that raising sun,
Just know a blessing you've earn,
And that's what life got,
Beyond that, there's not,
Or there nothing to smile,
About, be it a millionth of a mile,
Everyday twenty four hours,
Expect nothing than sour,
Not really any sweet,
And wherever you sit,
Better hold tight on chair arm,
Since less humans are firm,
Life is a mixture of sunshine and rain,
Laughter and teardrops of pain,
Pleasure and blackmails.
Just remember what life entails,
There's never a cloud that the sun,
Couldn't shine through, my son,
You're yet to see another day,
Just chant a thankful pray,
Ask Almighty God anything,
Stay calm and wait atleast something,
That not even a person can thrust,
Only in God, Trust.
Believe me you,
According to my view,
Of my personal entire life;
Only for survival, strife,
But for happiness, wait,
Time will tell you straight
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Mistakes Made
Everyday,
We all are given opportunities...
To reflect and progress.
With the doing of our best.
Everyday,
Twenty four hours...
Are given to us to improve.
Some don't, some do...
With re-evaluation from which we choose.
Not everyone has given this,
A thought to prioritize.
With mistakes mad realized.
To acknowledge, correct and move on.
Not everyone has given this,
A second of their time.
Only to find themselves...
Slicing and eating pieces,
Of a humble pie...
Decereasing in size!
'I know this sounds to you ridiculous,
But...
Is there anymore of that pie left to eat?
I know this sounds to you ridiculous...
But...
The taste of it is not bad at all.
In fact I'm going to make this my favorite treat.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Get Up Thankful To Be Blessed
Feeling Blessed.
And with each day I am more receptive.
Less inclined am I to accept a restlessness.
With a peace of mind,
That having an openness...
Achieves and gets.
And...
How you doin?
'I aint so lucky,
To have my life that way.
I have to get up to go to work!
And be annoyed everyday.
My life aint nuthin'...
But ups and downs.
I've got bills to pay!
And my creditors are always around.'
Oh!
So you're saying,
That's the way you choose to live?
Looking for something to complain about.
And deciding there's no reason,
To be positive.
'No!
I'm not saying that at all.
That's just the way my life is.
I can not afford to fantasize,
Like 'some' people who pretend...
They've got it made,
With no pot to piss in! '
Well...
I guess you do have a point.
I get up thankful to be blessed,
I have a toilet...
Where I conduct all my private business.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Sensitivity Business
When I think of me and myself and I...
I am often quite surprised,
By the little attention I give...
To being that kind of guy.
I've been accused of being self centered,
Many times.
But nothing I have done can define me that way.
Although, I admit, I did one time 'try'.
I tried to feel that I am 'all' that.
I even got up one morning,
Promising myself no one else would matter.
Prepared with a list of accomplishments to announce.
With a printing of them on flyers so they would scatter.
Boring!
Within twenty-four hours other folks were on my mind.
After I spent a day observing 'them'.
And losing myself within creative intentions to complete...
Some activity that would influence the undoing,
A lack of concern and the misery many find.
Oh...
This sensitivity business,
Is not cool with me sometimes.
I often awaken thinking what it would be like,
To have only wining and dining on my mind all the time.
With a clock to beat...
Thinking of retirement as I laid on some beach.
And 'if' I didn't accept early in my life,
That it wasn't all about me...
I'd be contributing to complaints on a daily basis,
Doing that as my contribution to community outreach.
I'm blessed to hear from others...
I perceive much better off with time to do that.
Since I am blessed to be self centered free...
And not have limitation on my mind as a trap!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let’s Be Thankful
Let’s be thankful
for all the good times
that our lives have shared,
be thankful for all the love
given to us by family and friends.
Let’s be thankful
they will always be there
to help us through our troubles and needs.
Let’s be thankful
and tell them everyday
they are the ones
who helped pave our way.
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Go Cut Creator Go
[LL Cool J]
1, 2, 3 'o' clock 4 'o' clock ROCK
5, 6, 7 'o' clock 8 'o' clock ROCK
9, 10, 11 'o' clock 12 'o' clock ROCK
Gonna ROCK (What?) ROCK, ROCK around the clock
Three years ago in St. Albans, Queens
I was rockin at a park called one eighteen
Little kids stood and watched as I rocked the spot
Didn't know that years later I'll be standin on top
Livin near Farmers Boulevard I was born and base-shaw
Stopped the rich and shaked hands with the poor
And this is a story about a brother I know
Cut Creator on the fader no watch him go
[Chorus]
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
[LL Cool J]
When back in the days before I clocked some dough
I used to go to the show and sit in the front row
Hopin and prayin one day I'll get on the road
So I had a feeler and a summer and I meet when I'm stoned
Not fearin a thought, got stung like a horse
Don't make fun of my posse, cause each man is a boss
When his only damn way to pull a jam out the crate
One time for your mind
Check out the guitar break
[Chorus]
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
[LL Cool J]
This jam just wasn't enough for Jimmy Hendrix to see
He could do lessons of mixin take you under his wing
Straight from the heart cause it ain't the money that we came here for
Ain't no thoughts in the room ain't breakin no roles
And in the Rock 'n' Roll land, a big strivin plan
Just my posse learn the vocals what little they had
It's all about us three: Eve, Phil & Jay
He heard Cut Creator cut now check it out to play
[Chorus]
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
[LL Cool J]
Rock, rock y'all check out the funky cut
It's like travellin through time to the straight cats strut
Cuts are slicker than Grease needle as sharp as a knife
We'll be do doin the doo for the rest of the lines
Wanna piece of the action, it's time to party, get up
Not a subway bummy singer puttin change in a cup
Wanna see you boogie, oogie jumpin up and down
Bitin your livin hold your breath until we come to your town
L-L-C-O-O-L-J-I-S-H-A-R-D-A-S
Cut Creator cut the record for me
[Chorus with LL in the background sayin "Cut it"]
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
L-L-C-O-O-L-J-I-S-H-A-R-D-A-S
["Cut it" in background]
Go, go, go, go, ahh, go
[Chorus with LL in the background sayin "Cut it"]
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
L-L-C-O-O-L-J-I-S-H-A-R-D-A-S-H-E-L-L
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Person In The Mirror
Who we once were as a child
Is now buried beneath the many years
Of all those who touched our lives
Changing them forever in some way
For time and life is the greatest teacher
Every person we have contact with
Leaves us with a little bit of themselves
Good or bad we all learn from others
But deep down inside us
There is something we are born with
That I think that never changes
Our escence of who we really are
Our foundation of which makes us, us
One of a kind,
Here to do something no one else is here to do
So next time you look in the mirror
Thank God for the preson looking back at you!
poem by David Kush
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For This I Stay Thankful
Some may choose to rush through life,
With a seeking done...
That reflects an absence of appreciation,
To anyone or at anytime shown.
And becoming frustrated with impatience,
Never to overcome.
Only to complain with accusations...
Directed towards some 'thing' or someone.
With a point of view...
Guaranteed to deliver a headache,
To a few.
Or an 'annointed' unsuspecting one,
Who elects to get involved!
Believing to do so...
Is an obligation,
One fellowman has for another.
You know the kind.
Prepared to donate a lung...
When that opportunity comes.
And for those who choose this kind of sacrifice...
God bless them!
I do not lay awake at night,
Envious of Mother Teresa, Gandhi or Martin Luther King, Jr.
Or those devoted to hard headed folks.
I admire them!
However...
I am so grateful,
God has blessed me with a different calling...
That limits my cussing to a minimum.
And some days I go cuss free.
Leaving my right eyebrow...
Relaxed from a familiar lift!
And for this...
I stay thankful.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Is It Faithfully That You Do?
If you are not that one to awaken,
With affirmations to confirm in meditation done...
A life you would like to live,
Free of negativity that you would like to leave,
Since you claim for you this is not welcomed.
Have you started with a discipline,
On a daily basis that anyone can begin....
To open your mind and clear it from decline.
What is it faithfully that you do?
With a choice you choose?
Besides complain with regularity.
And a decision to be abused,
By an attraction to negative thoughts,
Only you give attention without this mentioned.
As you refuse to release as you awaken from sleep,
To let go with a determination to free yourself.
What is it that you wish to prove you can show?
An attachment that enhances your acceptance?
To who and to what?
And why?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thanksgiving
Time to put our problems aside and get along for
Thanksgiving
With family, friends, and relatives
We all have something to be thankful for
I'm thankful for my family, friends, and God
Without them I won't be here today
I feel so lucky and grateful for what I have
Some of us are less fortunate and don't get to celebrate
Thanksgiving
It time to give back
You will feel great about yourself
It make you think about life
Some of us don't care about this holiday and we should stop and think and care
That we all are so forunate and grateful for what we have
Some of our tradition we do are watch football, family dinner or party
Thanksgiving
It time when we all get together, laugh, eat, smile, and have a great time
Thanksgiving
Gobble, gobble
I wish you all Happy
Thanksgiving
I hope you all have wonderful time because I'm going to have fun, and be thankful for what I got now
Thanksgiving
poem by Christina Phan
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