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Those Free Fee Days Without Acknowledgement

If I am to become of service to you...
At who's expense,
Would my deeds be dispersed...
And dispensed?

What would be the benefit...
If I should exhaust my time,
Just for the goodness of it?

And if I am expected to produce my best...
Would you make it a priority,
To ensure my needs are met?

And when I am done to your satisfaction...
Would you make it clear,
Your appreciation is sincere?

Or would you do like others have done...
Take full credit!
To leave me with none.
And left ignore to make comments...
Like I've heard before,
'Why should you expect anything...
For something you do,
That comes so easy for you! '

So don't take offense,
If I mention I like to eat.
And my needs require a fee.

Since begging to me,
No longer returns a dollar...
Or makes sense.
Especially when my time I have spent!
While others offer nothing,
But a look of surprise when I make hints...
That my bills need to be paid.
Also my rent!

'You are either going to feed me...
Pay me!
Or never bother me again!
And if you choose to pay me...
It will be the fee I say.

Those free fee days without acknowledgement,
Have gone!
If I'm gonna slave like I did in those days...
These days I want to get paid!
With a clarity of my wants and needs exchanged,
Appropriately with compensation.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In My Time Of Need

Will you comfort me in my time of need
Can you take away the pain of a hurtful deeds
Cause when we need it most theres no rain at all
And the dust just settles right there on the feed
Will you say to me a little rains gonna come
When the sky cant offer none to me
Cause I will come for you
When my days are through
And Ill let your smile just off and carry me
Cause when the calm comes down
I take the truck on into town
And buy whatever we cant seem to grow
I work these hands to bleed cause I got mouths to feed
And I got 15 dollars hid above the stove
Will you say to me a little rains gonna come
When the sky cant offer none to me
Cause I will come for you
When my days are through
And Ill let your smile just off and carry me
Cause it aint like it was on back in those days
When everyone would offer up a hand
These old bones are worn
Ive grown tired some
And I know my time is surely gonna come
Will you comfort me in my time of need
Can you take away the pain of hurtful deeds
Cause I will comfort you when my days are through
And Ill let your smile just off and carry me
Lord we married young and stayed where we came from
And gave those children everything we had
Will you stay with me in my time of need
Though it seems we had such little time for us
Will you say to me a little rains gonna come
When the sky cant offer none to me
Cause I will come for you
When my days are through
And Ill let your smile just off and carry me

song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Counting Dollars Clocked For My Efforts

I've heard it said,
But not as often these days.
How I had it made.
And others 'have' to work.
Although today,
There is an economic crisis.
And many passing their judgements,
Are not so free to critique.
With a shutting done of their lips.

And I use to let these comments upset.
But I stopped recently to think to myself...
They could not be referring to me.
Because I've been working all my life.
Doing things that I like.
And not having the benefit to call in sick.

None of which,
Affords me the time to sit doing nothing.
Or to complain to anyone,
About getting no pay!
As they...
Those in positions to complain AND get paid,
Take money and run on their pay day.
With the doing of one thing most of their lives.
And have the time to mind someone else's business!

Well...
With many today hoping those pink slips given,
From them look the other way!

And if I wished to have a position like that,
I wouldn't be spending sleepless nights...
Toiling as I do something I like.
I'd be spending time entertaining myself.
Or find the time to dine.
Ruining my diet with an unnecessary appetite.
Sitting to gossip about someone's life.

And here I am after many years...
Without the benefit,
Of lunch breaks and two weeks of paid vacations.
While doing fourty five minutes of daily labor!
To then say how easy someone else has it!

Don't we all make choices?
I can't be the only one who remembers this!

So fortunate I am to count my blessings.
Even though there has been times I wished,
I was counting dollars clocked for my efforts.
I'd have a condo on Jupiter by now!
But...
God has my back.
And so grateful I am for that!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quiet And Calm

cheers to all
who helped me make a good life;
thanks to all
who were part of my time,
joy and smiles


it’s quiet and calm now
easy and smooth
in these my mature years;
a time of grace
and the simple life:
the days are gentle
and the nights heal

cheers to all
who helped me make a good life;
thanks to all
who were part of my time,
joy and smiles

all my deeds and thoughts
return like the gentle nights
of the full moon;
and my family and loves
surround me
like the petals of a flower

these are restful days
full of ease and grace;
and though my limbs are weary
and my eyes not as clear,
still these are days of harmony
and radiant blessings

cheers to all
who helped me make a good life;
thanks to all
who were part of my time,
joy and smiles

poem by Raj Arumugam
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A Further Hesitating in the Waste of Time

I understand where you are going with this.
I even understand,
Why you might want this addressed.
But understanding 'you'...
I will never consider my priority.

Perhaps your therapist has you thinking,
You are okay.
And that is the reason your therapist gets paid.

But the time I have been given,
To live my life as I wish...
To adventure and explore,
Every moment of it...
I am going to do that.

Since...
It has only been a few years,
I realized I can do that and more...
Without asking for anyone's approval.
Or assistance.

And today?
I know what I can choose to accept.
Or choose to ignore.
And today and days ahead,
I will choose to ignore...
A further hesitating in the waste of time,
Others find important.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nowhere Fast

We're always on the run these days
We hardly have the time to say
What matters most of all
Ya you've always been the only one
The only one to make me run
Anytime you call
Let's not talk about the future
Let's not talk about the days gone past
All this time - we've been runnin' round in circles
I can feel a change a comin'
And I know we're gonna make it last
From now on - we'll be goin' somewhere slowly
Instead of going nowhere fast
When everything has come and gone
We'll look back on this road we're on
And see how far we've come (ya we've come a long way)
Faster than the days go by
I know we're gonna make them last
Instead of goin' nowhere fast

song performed by by Bryan Adams
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In These Days of The Takers

Why is it,
That 'some' people...
Can accept hospitality from others.
Wine and dine at their expense.
Yet thoughtless about time that is spent.
And have no regard,
For those who do the hosting?
Or 'show' hints of appreciation.

Why is it,
'Some' people...
Believe it is okay to dropp by unannounce.
Pronounce themselves as being grateful.
And turn around and cuss those out!
Those that had just opened the door to their house?
Even a mouse tries to hide,
From a surprising unexpected appearance.
Showing more 'class' than these folks do!

These chapters lived,
And depicting those who are givers...
Seem to be more common,
In these days of the takers who fake integrity.
In these days of the takers,
Who consume without remorse.
Choose to leave behind disrespect...
And reasons FROM THEM,
Many have chosen to divorce.

And of course,
Those who have been defamed without shame...
Are blamed for not being further used!
With a debasing done by the ones who slander.

In these days of the takers,
Expectations they have are quite high!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Putting An End To It

No longer am I in the business,
Of donating time I regard as valuable...
For the purposes of others,
To hesitate in procrastination...
In a wasting done of time that comes,
To them at my expense.

Those days have disappeared,
To clear from my radar.
I have shifted my senses,
From that existence.
Since for me it did not make sense,
To use them as excuses as my defense.

Putting an end to it,
Helped me get off that fence!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If You Ever Did Believe

Youve left me now
And its seasoned my soul
And with every step you take,
I watch another part of you go
I continue to build a wall
You were so strong,
I fell to my knees
And I dont think I can handle this at all
Well one more night
Id like to lie and hold you
Yes and feel
To make you smile,
Id like to be there for you--
Have you forgotten me?
And the days go by
Doing nothing about them
How much time
Will I have to spend?
My mind wont rest
And I dont sleep
Not even in my dreams
If you ever did believe
For my sake
If you ever did believe
And the days go by
Doing nothing about them
How much time
Will I have to spend?
And the days go by
Doing nothing about them
How much time
Will I have to spend?
Well one more night
Id like to lie and hold you
Yes and feel
To make you smile,
Id like to be there for you--
Have you forgotten me?
Ooo....ooo.....ooo...
Ooo baby dont leave me
Ooo..ooo...ooo...ooo
Im down on my knees...
Ooo..ooo...ooo...ooo
Begging you please...
Ooo...ooo...ooo...ooo
Baby dont leave me....
Did you ever believe?

song performed by by Sheryl Crow
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'Til I Can Make It On My Own

i'll need time to get you off my mind.
and i may sometimes bother you,
try to be in touch with you.
even ask too much of you from time to time.
now and then.
lord, you know i'll need a friend.
til i get used to losin you,
let me keep on usin you til i can make it on my own.
i'll get by, but no matter how i try.
there'll be times you know i'll call
chances are my tears will fall,
and i'll have no pride at all from time to time.
but they say there'll be brighter days.
but til then i'll lean on you thats all i mean to do
til i can make it on my own.
surely someday i'll look up and see the mornin sun,
without another lonely nite behind me.
then i'll know i'm over you
and all my cryin's done.
no more hurt and memories can find me.
but til then lord, you know i'm gonna need a friend.
til i get used to losin you,
let me keep on usin you til i can make it on my own,
til i can make it on my own

song performed by by Faith Hill
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The Fear

All I wanted was the chance to say
I would like to see you in the morning
Rolling over to have you there
Would make it easy for a little bit longer

But here
Closer every year
So near
The fear is coming clear
My dear
The fear is here

Hottest summer in a hundred years
But summer didn't bother
Getting up this morning
And so all the trees forgot to wake
They were dropping all their leaves
On the ground below them

But here
Closer every year
So near
The fear is coming clear
My dear
The fear is here

All I wanted was the chance to say
I would like to see you in the morning
Rolling over just to have you there
Would make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer

song performed by by Travis from The Man Who
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Fear

All I wanted was the chance to say
I would like to see you in the morning
Rolling over just to have you there
Would make it easy for a little bit longer
But here
Closer every year
So near
The fear is coming clear
My dear
The fear is here
Hottest summer in a hundred years
But summer didnt bother
Getting up this morning
And so all the trees forgot to wake
They were dropping all their leaves
On the ground below them
But here
Closer every year
So near
The fear is coming clear
My dear
The fear is here
All I wanted was the chance to say
I would like to see you in the morning
Rolling over just to have you there
Would make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer

song performed by by Travis
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Addiction Free

Don't come to me when you aint got nothing.
Begging for something from me.
I've given you too many shirts off my back.
Now I'm going to help you,
Get addiction free.

What you expect has been to my expense.
Both physical and spiritually.
My goodwill and nature you've taken.
And not a worthless dime,
Have you offer to give...
Or attempted to leave.

Don't come to me when you aint got nothing.
Begging for something from me.
I've given you too many shirts off my back.
Now I'm going to help you,
Get addiction free.

What you expect has been to my expense.
Both physical and spiritually.
My goodwill and nature you've taken.
And not a worthless dime,
Have you offer to give...
Or attempted to leave.

What I mean and what was meant,
Are conditions that inspired past arguments.

But now I'm heated and there's no need,
For us to discuss anything any longer.
There's been too much blood shed.
And your empathy bleeding ways,
I've seen more than I wish to see.

What I know and expect from you,
Is more of the same game...
With nothing changed,
And too redundant to believe.

What you expect has been to my expense.
Both physical and spiritually.
My goodwill and nature you've taken.
And not a worthless dime,
Have you offer to give...
Or attempted to leave.

Don't come to me when you aint got nothing.
Begging for something from me.
I've given you too many shirts off my back.
Now I'm going to help you,
Get addiction free.
Like I will be,
When you get your ass away from me!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Good Ole Days

I work my job all the way to the weekend
Call all my buddies, ask where you been
Let's get together somewhere, seven o'clock
Wanna pop a top, pop a top
Wann go, wanna roll, wanna rock it
Hey, hey let's make some good ole days
Hey, hey let's make some good ole days
That's right,
Let's make some good ole days tonight
Hey, baby, what's the chance you dancing with me?
Been watching you all night
Like what I see
That big old moon is shining down from above
You know it's stirring up magic stuff
This could be the night we fall in love
Chorus
Ice cold, wild free
Night's young for you and me
Let's do something that we'd never dare
Something we'll be talking about in our rockin chair
Hey, hey let's make some good ole days
Hey, hey let's make some good ole days

song performed by by Phil Vassar
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A January Fear

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
My class is all here
Down to each little sneer

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Those cute little creatures
Have nothing to fear

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Still knowing that teacher's
not entirely all here

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Each little tear
Makes it perfectly clear

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
A day off is coming
And hopefully near

a sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
It's harder and harder
Maintaining my leer

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Perhaps my behavior's
becoming quite queer

A sick day a sick day
I'll not make it all year
Perhaps in the morning
I'll call in and cheer

A SICK DAY A SICK DAY
I GOT A PAIN IN MY EAR

Alas...I can hear my principle sneer
With a resigning smirk easy to hear
NO SICK DAY NO SICK DAY
SORRY MY DEAR

NO SICK DAYS NO SICK DAYS
REMAINING THIS YEAR

poem by Robert John Meehan
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Don't Let It Bother You

Everytime I see you,
You appear to have nothing on your mind.
As if you are happy all the time.
To me this doesn't make sense.

'Don't let it bother you.
You should see me when I am in a good mood.
On those days I feel ecstatic.
But I'll settle for just being happy.
Some things are out of my control.'

What you've said doesn't make sense to me.

'Don't let it bother you.
You appear to have enough as it is on your mind.
And I don't want to imagine,
What that must be like.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sinking From the Weight

Sinking from the weight of,
Denial.
We put on trial,
People we choose to deceive.

And...
Sinking from the weight of,
Denial.
We put on trial,
People we choose to deceive.

Is it an offense or a needless crime,
To defy fighting against...
Your own kind?
With selected ones chosen,
To occupy our minds.
For purposes to protect.
Their interests kept.

Even though we who are selected...
To do these deeds,
By those in sheltered discreet...
We remain despised,
By those who disrespect.
And fed from birth,
To know when to cheat...
Spy, lie and use alibis.

Is it an offense,
To not follow rules...
That make no sense.
As we must listen to 'authorities'
Who attempt to convince.
If a certain status given,
Is that of a minority....
Concerns of the majority,
Is a worthless expense.
And given less attention.
Is any seriousness mention.
Since no rights have been given,
A worthiness to drive 'unimportant' lives.
You may ride as a passenger...
But not permitted,
To make decisions from front seats.

And to speak,
Only when spoken to!
With a preferred silence.
To make what is done...
Even sweeter to complete.

Sinking from the weight of,
Denial.
We put on trial,
People we choose to deceive.

And...
Sinking from the weight of,
Denial.
We put on trial,
People we choose to deceive.

Is it an offense or a needless crime.
To defy fighting against,
Your own kind?
Or abandon ship,
Sinking from the weight...
Of evidence there is ignorance.

Sinking from the weight of,
Denial.
We put on trial,
People we choose to deceive.

And...
Sinking from the weight of,
Denial.
We put on trial,
People we choose to deceive.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mowing Over More Woes

Leave me with my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub feeling lucky.

These days we live right now are suckie.
And can make one feel so yucky!
With a nitpick, sticky, pricking fit,
That can make one go ballistic quick.

Time alone at home is wanted.
So I disconnect the phone.
Just to sit in quietness,
Away from lip flipped arguments.

To relax and feel free...
To sip,
On a cup of tea!

These days we live right now are suckie.
And can make one feel so yucky!
But when I rub my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub I feel lucky.

Enjoying my time,
Relaxed...
With a cup of tea!

When I rub my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub I feel lucky.
Freed I am from arguments...
To me that makes no bit of sense.

When I rub my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub I feel lucky.
Freed I am from arguments...
To me that makes no bit of sense.

When I rub my rubber duckie,
In my bathtub I feel lucky.
Freed I am from arguments...
To me that makes no bit of sense,
To keep a mowing over more woes.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Pray Ole

Lets say goodbye till tomorrow
With a word sincere
How do you make it through the night
I hope to God youre still here
I pray ole
Can you make, can you make it through
Can you make, can you make it through, can you make it through
Can you make, can you make it through
Can you make, can you make it through
Can you make, can you make it through
Can you make, can you make it through, can you make it through
Can you make, can you make it through
I pray
I pray
Its a God eat God world
Its a dogs tomorrow
And the song and wind
Brings nothing but sorrow
Oh ho oh ho, oh ho oh ho, oh ho oh ho
Can you make, can you make it through
Can you make, can you make it through, can you make it through
Can you make, can you make it through
Can you make, can you make it through, can you make it
Can you make, can you make it through
Can you make, can you make it through, can you make it through
Can you make, can you make it through
Can you make, can you make it through, can you make it
Ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

song performed by by David Bowie
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Only A Limited Time

So 5 days of silence
5 days to compile
5 days to realize
This inner peace will take awhile.

Consumed by brother's weakness
Enraged by father's hate
Only now I've had 5 days
To sit and contemplate.

Showing people sides of me
That they have never seen
Giving out pamphlets
Trying to chart what all this means.

So 5 days to find an angel.
One I thought was lost.
Five days to reconnect
With time that exceeds
All past times lost.

Now I'm regaining energy
It is so hard to behave.
I'm ready to move on to
Passions.
It is real feelings that I crave.

I want to feel beauty
Happiness
Some release.
I say the feeling surpasses
Comfort and soars right on to peace.

5 days to make sure
Heart has to relate straight to mind.
5 days to realize that you
Really want only one flows free kind.

5 days it has been
To get back to ground.
To make sure that
I would not miss out
On this new flow that I have found.

5 days contain so much
5 days that seem so gone
5 days to become lost
5 days to carry on.

poem by Raechael Woodroof
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Make You Mine

Youre the one I think about time after time
Youre the one that comes to me, visions in the night
I want to complicate your feelings
I want to heat you up inside
Yeah yeah yeah, I wanna make you mine
Ill be your sun coming up
Ill be your dog days
Ill be your new morning
Kiss you baby
Ill be the bluebird singing
Ill keep you warm
Ill take you deep in
Take you deep in
Gonna make my bed beside you
In the bluebells of your soul
Gonna slip into your river, babe
Linger in your shoals
And when the stars are bright like fireflies
And the night is black as coal
Yeah yeah yeah, Im gonna make you mine
Ill be your sun coming up
Ill be your dog days
Ill be your sweet honey
I kiss you baby
Ill be the bluebird singing
Ill keep you warm
Ill take you deep in
Take you deep in
On another side of time
Before the sea runs dry
Yeah yeah yeah
On another side of time
Where the love runs high
Im gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine x4
Gonna make you mine, yeah
Ill be your sun coming up
Ill be your dog days
Ill be your new morning
Kiss you baby
Ill be the bluebird singing
Ill keep you warm
Ill take you deep in
Take you deep in
Yeah, yeah, yeah
On another side of time
Before the sea runs dry
Yeah yeah yeah
On another side of time
Where the love runs high
Im gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
Im gonna make you mine
On another side of time
Before the sea runs dry
Yeah yeah yeah
On another side of time
Where the love runs high
Im gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Im gonna make you mine
Gonna make you mine
In the bluebells of your soul
Yeah before the sea runs dry

song performed by by Heather Nova
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