To Pollute And Destroy As We Choose
Icebergs melting,
Rapidly under stars.
As Earth revolves,
Evolving with a speed...
Ignored but doing this,
Right where we are.
Instead of giving this a priority,
We believe we exist only to feed...
Greed and selfishness.
Yet...
So fast and quick is this life lived,
As if another Earth is being created...
To suddenly appear.
That will caress our whims with a similar gift.
As we transfer an allowed self-centeredness...
To pollute and destroy as we choose,
All of the Universe to abuse as ouselves we have done...
And have shown we have the experience to do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Much of What You Do
If you can hear or witness,
The ticking of a clock.
See the leaves on any tree.
And seasons that transcend.
Seemingly with no end.
Or a beginning that has started...
To say when that did begin!
If you can see birds fly.
A day with sunlight...
That turns into night.
To reveal a moon shining bright.
Whether or not,
Someone can not sleep tight!
All of this has us here evolving.
As this Earth revolves on an axis in orbit!
It has been quite sometime since closed minds,
Thought we lived on a flattened disc.
When one accepts life and eliminates BS...
It is wonderful to experience.
And to realize one is blessed,
Without collecting additional emotional stress.
If you can accept your life as a 'gift'.
You will not torment yourself...
With beliefs what you have been given,
Is to you a useless exchange.
With nothing more to offer,
But complaints that drain.
If you can take steps away from yourself...
And separate from your ego as well.
Put your mind on something else.
Perhaps imagining the Universe 'first'...
As a living breathing thing that thirsts!
And you...
If you can do this,
Will realize you are just a leech.
With no appreciation of this Earth,
That gives and feeds you life.
You neither created...
But somehow you welcome,
Visiting conflicts and stirring up fights!
If that is understood...
You will treat yourself much better.
And others as you should.
If...
That is understood!
But then,
So much of what you do...
Has been through misunderstanding.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Owe Who I Am to You
How grateful I am,
To have lived.
And You have allowed it.
To experience seasons,
With changes that exist.
In an acceptance,
Of Your offerings...
That come and go,
To be as is.
And to be able to express this...
In a completedness,
I do not resist.
With an acknowledgement,
My life on Earth without You...
Would leave me less blessed,
And prehaps without gifts.
How grateful I am,
To have lived.
And You have allowed it.
To lead me to learn and to grow.
Knowing I owe who I am to You!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When people ask me if a god created the universe, I tell them that the question itself makes no sense. Time didn’t exist before the big bang, so there is no time for god to make the universe in. It’s like asking directions to the edge of the earth; The Earth is a sphere; it doesn’t have an edge; so looking for it is a futile exercise. We are each free to believe what we want, and it’s my view that the simplest explanation is there is no god. No one created our universe,and no one directs our fate. This leads me to a profound realization; There is probably no heaven, and no afterlife either. We have this one life to appreciate the grand design of the universe, and for that I am extremely grateful.
quote by Stephen Hawking
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Quick Lived Whims
And here we are...
Concerned that aliens from outer space,
Will someday come to invade our way of life.
As if our barbaric perceptions,
Would be envied by any being who can travel...
Faster than light from distant stars,
Can reach our self centered existence.
We remain fearful of that which has supreme intelligence.
Just like we become suspicious of an independent,
Thought process.
People are programmed to detest a 'smart ass'.
Or someone that is direct.
And yet we take for granted the very Earth we leech on.
Not realizing...
We are being consumed by it.
Not the other way around!
And every aspect of its magnificence...
Allows us to believe what we wish!
With that 'message' missing...
From our need to self indulge those quick lived whims.
That have come to feed the amusement,
Of this living Earth!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Believe So...
does the wind choose to blow?
do rivers choose to run?
does your heart choose to beat?
i believe so...
does the earth choose to turn,
in perfect rhythm, year by year?
do the tides choose to come and go,
in cadence with the moon?
i believe so...
does society choose to be oppressed,
if only by apathy's inaction?
do we choose to let people starve
when we turn the other head?
i believe so...
do we choose war over peace,
to feed the need of greed?
do we choose to destroy nature
by our very lifestyles?
i believe so....
but can we change destiny,
and avert the final blow?
can we open our minds and hearts,
and reclaim life for the living?
i believe so...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The One And Only Immortal
Those who do love Nature are blessed indeed
For all of her friends our Earth Mother does need
The one every life form on Planet Earth does feed
Has been made to suffer due to human greed
The greedy for financial gain her beauty try to destroy
A beauty that is meant for all to enjoy
For their crimes humanity may have to pay
That does seem a sad thing for to have to say
The beauty of Nature is an amazing thing
And her praises one ought to feel happy to sing
The one who will be here long after to nothingness we've gone
The only immortal will be living on
And we who abuse her for our financial greed
Are not very clever and self destructive indeed.
poem by Francis Duggan
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When The Money Is Right
Dollar profits gone.
And the purpose of one's life,
Goes misunderstood.
Or never comprehended,
As life should be...
A priority.
And on the top of one's agenda.
If lived and embraced.
When the money is right...
Everybody with it wants to play big shot,
All day!
All night!
When the money is right...
Everybody's ripe,
To splurge and feed their appetites.
When the money is right...
Nobody cares who's homeless or hungry,
With no where to sleep or eat at night.
When the money is right...
Those who have it,
Take delight to see others in blight.
When the money is right...
Greed is hard to fight.
And needs of the helpless,
Becomes an oversight.
Dollar profits gone.
And the purpose of one's life,
Goes misunderstood.
Or never comprehended,
As life should be...
A priority.
And on the top of one's agenda.
If lived and embraced.
But when it fades away,
People feel and looked disgraced.
As if embarrassed and filled with hate.
And with an emptiness inside that takes place...
They then create racist activities,
Seething to draw someone's blood to bleed.
With an irateness baited to please.
Shown with those of insecurities...
Without resources from others to squeeze!
When the money is right...
Everybody with it wants to play big shot,
All day!
All night!
When the money is right...
Everybody's ripe,
To splurge and feed their appetites.
When the money is right...
Nobody cares who's homeless or hungry,
With no where to sleep or eat at night.
When the money is right...
Those who have it,
Take delight to see others in blight.
When the money is right...
Greed is hard to fight.
And needs of the helpless,
Becomes an oversight.
A selfishness bites...
Whether money is right,
Or not!
Oh...oh!
Oh...oh!
When the money is right...
Everybody's ripe,
To splurge and feed their appetites.
When the money is right...
Nobody cares who's homeless or hungry,
With no where to sleep or eat at night.
When the money is right...
Those who have it,
Take delight to see others in blight.
When the money is right...
Greed is hard to fight.
Oh...oh...oh.
When the money is right...
Greed is hard to fight.
Oh...oh...oh.
When the money is right,
Few have sleepless nights!
With dreams of making,
And taking it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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All Living Things
The world was not created
for just man alone.
It was created to give
all living things a home.
From the smallest
to the largest
they all have a place on earth.
This why we should not destroy it
in or greed and thirst.
We should look around
and enjoy everything we see,
preserve instead of destroy,
so life in everything can pass along
the bountiful treasures
we all take for granted.
10 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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Let's Get Real About Concepts
It is not supply and demand!
It's about selectivity and choice.
When one can afford to make demands,
And has influence over others...
With a perception they can feed a need,
Their choices selected become the priority.
And usually those standing in lines whining,
Are the least to have their priorities demanded.
Let's get real about concepts of greed and selfishness.
Those who are able to feed their greed and are selfish,
Could care less about those...
From whom they have stolen the goods.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When We Abuse Nature
For the burning of fossil fuels there will be some price to pay
A looming Natural disaster some climate experts say
A looming disaster of destruction and death
Climate change than terrorism to human kind is a far greater threat.
Our abuse of Nature is out of control
Our burning of fossil fuels especially coal
From our Earth Mother who feeds us far too much we have stole
When we dig up her ground we root at Nature's soul.
The things we will destroy ourselves with in Nature we've found
Uranium for nuclear reactors and bomb making should be left in the ground
Other safer forms of energy that humans can use
When we abuse Nature ourselves we abuse.
On polluted or clean air and water we do have a choice
And for our abuse of Nature we will pay the price
It is due to our Earth Mother our gift of life we enjoy
And in trying to destroy her 'tis ourselves we'll destroy.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Galaxy Song
When youre feeling inside out and insecure,
and life keeps getting you down.
When all lifes daily worrieshurry through your head.
You dont want to even get up.
You just lie around in bed.
When you feel you just cant take it anymore
And you wonder what on earth it is all foryour love lifes like a war zone
Your tvs on the blinkits enough to drive a drinking man to stop and take a
Think
just remember that you standing on a planet thats evolving,revolving at 900
Miles an hour.its orbiting at 19 miles a second, so its reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day.
In an outer spiral orb, at 40,000 miles an hour,
Of the galaxy we call the milky way
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars.
Its a 100,000 light years side to side
It bulges in the middle 16,000 light years thick,
But out by us its just 3,000 light years wide.
Were 30,000 light years from galactic central point.
We go round every 200,000,000 years.
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.
Our universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whiz
As fast as it can go, the speed of light you know, 12,000,000 miles a minute,
And thats the fastest speed there is!
So, remember when youre feeling very small and insecure
How amazingly unlikely is your birth.
And pray that theres intelligent life somewhere up in space,
cause Im afraid that weve been cheated here on earth.
song performed by by Clint Black
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Melting Icebergs
One day...
When the joy of observing others,
Suffer from our aggressions
Have lost their appetite...
We will discover our ambitions have diminished!
And we have had no other purposes to live
But to believe God thought of us as so special
As to bestow upon us with the kind of power
To produce our own self destruction!
Only to find that we blame HIM...
Or HER
Or IT
Or THAT!
For not paying attention to the 'signs' that warn us...
Our egos will never be satisfied,
Until we completely destroy the Earth.
Because 'someone'...
Somewhere
One day
Will eventually think of a brilliant way,
To sell parcels of Heaven so cheaply...
People of lesser means will be 'dieing' to get in!
Able to afford the fee of entry!
Leaving the few that are left,
To kill each other over useless profits
Chipped away
On melting icebergs...
They float upon
And ultimately providing not a shred
Of a lasting benefit!
'Why do you have to be so negative?
The icebergs are melting
Because of the increased demand
For cleaner drinking water!
God is doing that to make us healthier! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Going To Be Left To Leave
Wouldn't it be nice,
If we were not enticed by temptations.
And peace wished to exist,
Would not be marketed...
With such a high price to pay for it.
Wouldn't it be nice,
If people lived with values...
Others respected.
And did not discover them to take away.
But left them alone to appreciate.
Wouldn't it be nice,
If those differences God sees fit...
Were actually accepted,
And all who live to witness it...
Would think of themselves as blessed.
Wouldn't it be nice,
If those asleep would awaken with wishes...
To leave behind their selfish ways,
To realize there is only one Earth.
And the Earth comes first.
And no matter who 'has' or believes 'what'...
No one or that which is claimed to possess,
Stays to remain without a transition.
Everything shown is going to be left to leave,
On Earth as it is meant to be.
Right where they are...
The Sun, Moon, Earth and Stars,
Are not in conflict.
If they were...
You and I would not exist,
To make claims of ownership.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From Your Point Of View
If you allowed from me,
What I have tolerated from you...
Over the many years,
I have accepted your thoughlessness...
We would have had a different relationship.
One that is more respecting.
And free of expressing a selfishness.
But from your point of view...
Your best is what I have been getting.
And maybe what it is I most need to see,
Is your ability to care for me.
Since we both have long witnessed,
The giving you do to your self centeredness...
As if it supplies you with determination.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet-'Tis God Who'll End the World
Would I be more happy, if blind since birth?
Would I be more happy if deaf all years?
Would I be more happy not seeing earth?
Would I be more happy then with less tears?
The earth is dying rapidly with time;
Mad men destroy its beauty very fast;
All things are changing including its clime;
The way things are, never happened in past.
The things that happen God knows, even before;
None know the mystery of Universe;
Apocalypse by men is mere folk-lore;
The wounds men inflict, God will surely nurse.
The world will end as per the divine plan;
The Doomsday can't be ushered in by Man.
poem by John Celes
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Living Under Such Duress
You had been the one to chose,
To ignore the wounds and sores...
Upon others done.
Hunger and homelessness,
Were those things not addressed.
Since you were then not affected.
In fact,
You had expressed...
A disdained for those suppressed.
And living under such duress.
That you are now stressed,
By similar distresses.
Why are your needs more of a priority?
When it has been your selfishness,
And way of life kept...
That has created today's disasterous effects!
And I,
Still affected...
By your decades of unwarranted disrespect,
Am accused of not expressing...
To you an empathy you feel I should direct?
Your delusions have created this mess!
Not mine!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Patient
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.
I had placed people,
Who I considered friends on this list.
And for years they had been on it...
Doing and saying things to me as they wished.
Some don't speak to me.
But my name is on their lips.
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That should not on my list exist!
Very few on my priority list,
Have me on their agenda.
And if they do,
I'm sure it's for fun, sport and gossip.
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
I couldn't not explain...
Why some names had hearts near them.
Did I do that?
Did I draw them in?
I use to dropp every and anything,
To be at someone's aide.
Some people I would call everyday...
Just to see if they were okay.
I've even allowed my own work to be submitted...
So folks could get their college degrees.
Joking about this,
I am not!
I have been the subject of innuendos and lies,
As if my life meant nothing at all.
To leave me to walk around with 'my' pain disguised.
Then I awakened and realized.
I am considered a fool!
Today...
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.
And wondered to myself 'WHY'...
Is this stuff still 'there'.
Get rid of it!
This makes no sense.
Why do you have these people's lives,
Prioritized?
'That is being too patient!
Fix this and get this done quick! '
I have moments when I am completely rational.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Are Not Of This Earth
We are not of this Earth.
Just to leech and feed our greed.
We are here to serve...
As observers.
For a purpose to gather information.
And to resist temptation.
No one is 'exclusive'.
We are all inclusive.
Although some become seduced.
By the 'illusion' to use and abuse.
But this Earth we take for granted...
Should not be slighted.
To enhance blight!
Or incite racial fights to divide.
To conquer over others.
And to reduce them to limitations...
To control at their disadvantage!
We are not of this Earth.
Just to leech and feed our greed.
We are here to serve...
As observers.
For a purpose to gather information.
And to resist temptation.
That ultimately increases,
Suffering and the affects...
Of complete and total devastation.
That a chaos breeds,
And leads to a demise...
Coming to us next!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To believe
To believe that God does really exist and is almighty;
has created the universe, each star, planet
and this old earth
that he is able in his Godliness
and that He Himself has formed man
with His own hands,
has blown life into the first humans,
has walked on this earth
as a human, to save every one,
out of nothing else but selfless love
is an action to unlock the heart
with faith as that of a child,
who is not blinded by the adult world.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Over All
The Lord Jesus is over everything, as The Sovereign and Eternal King,
He is Creator and Sustainer of all, that moves upon this terrestrial ball.
And all around it He has dispersed, His Light throughout this universe,
The many lights displaying His Majesty, this as far as any eye can see,
Everything created for His pleasure, greater than anyone can measure.
All for His pleasure without any end; all that the eye can see my friend.
All upon the earth was made by Him, everything that is, except our sin,
However, sin did come through, one God created, before me and you.
Created in God’s Heavenly place, but, in pride, Lucifer fell from Grace,
Then was cast down to this earthly sod, as that Eternal Enemy of God.
With this, from God, came a curse, upon His creation and all the earth,
Friend, upon this earth, men would fall, into sin, those great and small,
But, God would send reconciliation, to the earth through His Salvation,
Giving sinful man the eternal victory, over sin and God’s eternal enemy,
Redeeming in Christ, all fallen men, and the earth that was condemned.
The Eternal God and our Creator, came down to earth to be our Savior,
He became poor, for you and me, when He left those riches of Eternity,
Emptying himself of all but love, Christ left His Throne in Heaven above.
Coming down, He still was God, but, now as a man on this earthly sod,
But, Christ came to earth, not to live, for His own life, He came to give.
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