Track and Field
I believe there has been a misunderstanding.
No one yet has been talking about taking your wealth...
And giving that to someone else.
Those are fear tactics over used!
However...
What is going to come to end,
Is the redballing you began.
The racial profiling done!
And the nepotism with blatant thief...
You must agree had begun with exuberance and glee!
These issues will be addressed!
And the playing field will be cleared...
Offering a wider appeal with equal access.
And methods of obtaining wealth now condoned,
By illegal means as accustomed...
Will come to an end!
Afterall...
You alone and those you name and have known,
Are not solely entitled to the Earth's resources!
Now...
On your mark!
Get set...
Go!
'That is totally unfair!
We have never been a people,
Good at 'Track and Field'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forms of Wealth
To money is attributed wealth
But the open truth of wealth
Is, It is not the only kind of wealth—
There are also other forms of wealth!
Good health is the best form of wealth
Forging rich links in relationships is wealth
Spontaneous love for all life forms is wealth
To have enthusiasm in life is wealth.
Acquiring life-long learning is wealth
Experience and wisdom in life is wealth
Meeting new people is also wealth
Visiting new places too is authentic wealth.
The quest to explore something is wealth
To have a positive mind-set is wealth
Existence of deep internal peace is wealth
Early morning waking up with joy is wealth.
Possessing high self-respect is wealth
Having strong spiritual connection is wealth
There exist so many types of wealth
Constitute all these and you're with full wealth!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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The music field was the first to break down racial barriers, because in order to play together, you have to love the people you are playing with, and if you have any racial inhibitions, you wouldn't be able to do that.
quote by Oscar Peterson
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Intimidates On Command
You took this too far.
Too easy you thought it would be.
And giving your victory speech prematurely.
Only to find me,
Enduring your grief.
You took this too far!
And for too long you have been wrong.
But no one right could tell you that.
You wanted to prove your fear tactics,
Would set them back.
But you are up against the wall.
And they have shown no fear of you at all.
And throwing you and your balls,
Off of the field.
But you are the one still insisting...
You need more bucks to more whip butt.
As you give them a view,
As an aging process...
Too old to know when methods used,
Have outdated themselves.
And no one they know...
Intimidates on command!
Or has been madcowed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I think racial profiling is wrong. It cannot be defended. It's just flat wrong. And if a matter came before me, and it could be established that the arrest was made strictly on racial profiling, when I was on the bench, it would be gone.
quote by Judge Mills Lane
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Health and Wealth
When I had health, I strived to earn more wealth;
I toiled so hard that I soon lost my health!
When I got wealth, more vice crept in by stealth;
My wealth was gone, so also my good health!
So, keep your health and earn some wealth;
Don't earn more wealth and lose all health;
Just use your wealth to keep your health;
In life on earth, Health is your wealth!
poem by John Celes
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Cedric's Message.
Cedric approached you
in the playground and said
My sister Christina
wants to see you
on the playing field lunchtime
and he said it
in a quiet voice
as if he didn't want
the other boys to hear
he ran messages for girls
and off he went
to play with some other boys
leaving you to stare out
onto the empty playing field
and so lunch time
after you'd eaten dinner
you went onto the playing field
beneath the summer sun
and there she was
over by the wire fence
waiting for you
and you said
Cedric said you wanted to see me
and she said
Yes do you mind
if we walk off alone together
I don't want other's ears
to move in on our conversation
No sure
you said
Let's go over by the woods
by the far fence
and so you walked off with her
across the playing field
by other kids who were playing
football or sitting talking
or playing skip rope
or whatever
and when you came
to the woods
you sat down with her
and she said
You do love me
don't you?
I mean you're not
seeing anyone else?
You looked across
the playing field
to where you'd sat
with another
some months before
and she had asked
the same question
but since then
it had turned
momentarily sour
Yes and no
you said
looking back at her
taking in her dark hair
and deep eyes
and how her hand
lay on her thigh
covered by grey skirt
and her naked knees
just visible
to the eye
What do you mean
yes and no?
she asked
you watched
her lips move
and replied
Yes I love you
and no I'm not
seeing another
and she smiled at you
and put her hand on yours
and waited for a kiss
and so you did
her lips on yours
out by the woods
on that summer day
out of doors.
poem by Terry Collett
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These Are New Days, Children!
Weak tactics.
Celebrated,
By those thick headed
And using tired tricks.
Have played out,
Among those who have risen...
Above this.
And the ones still doing that,
Just do not 'get it'.
They are limited beyond belief!
Believing their weak tactics done,
Will get the attention of everyone...
Or someone impressed enough,
Who has long regarded them...
Limited creeps of rusting values.
They would like to play on a bigger 'field'.
But they will always yield to those...
Who are not into the 'self'!
Even those with wealth can not dismiss,
Or dispose these 'mental wonders'.
'These are new days, children!
And the games being introduced,
Are not only technical...
They are from out and beyond this world! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Capital is that part of wealth which is devoted to obtaining further wealth.
quote by Alfred Marshall
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In this moment when we face horizons and conflicts wider than ever before, we want our resources, the ways of strength. We look again to the human wish, its faiths, the means by which the imagination leads us to surpass ourselves. If there is a feeling that something has been lost, it may be because much has not yet been used, much is still to be found and begun. Everywhere we are told that our human resources are all to be used, that our civilization itself means the uses of everything it has — the inventions, the histories, every scrap of fact. But there is one kind of knowledge — infinitely precious, time-resistant more than monuments, here to be passed between the generations in any way it may be: never to be used. And that is poetry.
quote by Muriel Rukeyser
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Access To Live Excessively
Where would some people be?
What kind of lives would we all live,
If we were not motivated by someone else's...
Creativity?
Or had access to live excessively,
Off of their resources.
To then make declarations,
What we have 'discovered' belongs to us.
Because we are entitled to take it away from them.
And...
For the many who get up each day,
With feelings of not having to contribute a thing...
But a wanting what is seen to take away,
As if to hunt for it using any means necessary...
To deprive others of what they possess.
With a comparing of their lack of 'initiative'...
To steal or deceive as we have been taught to do,
As a reason to declare them the less fortunate.
And...
In the process,
To protest with others who feel they have not eaten...
Their piece of grandma's homemade pie,
Although have been conditioned to equally leech...
With a taking of two, three or even four pieces.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In the field of health care, we are giving people access to insurance who have not had it before.
quote by Christine Gregoire
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Equality
Communism advocates equal distribution of wealth.
Can there be equal reservoir of demands to that wealth?
Will not then there be either spill over or stagnation?
How will initiatives and drives come to better one’s life?
03.10.2000, Palasa
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To Greet, Meet And To Brag
My eyes never left the ball.
Afterall...
I became disciplined to keep my focus on it.
And when I joined on the field with others,
Who made claims they came with aims to play...
In a way to prove with me they could complete.
My eyes never left the ball to reach.
My eyes never left the ball not at all.
And when it was thrown in the air others stared.
But my eyes were right there to catch it...
To run with it and score a goal.
I came on the field prepared to win.
Not to say I just came to play.
Like others who came just to huddle.
My eyes never left the ball. afterall...
I did not come to greet, meet nor to brag,
With embellished exaggerations...
Of what I could do or had done in my past.
My eyes never left the ball...they couldn't.
And I was there on the field to win not pretend,
I came just to play to socialize and go away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Field
You lie so unfolded
In a love field
With your contempt for any modesty
In a love field
In a love field
In a love field
You yield with your lips still sealed
In a love field
Lost in a sea of imaginary women
Everything youd want
From the dawn to the dimming
Breath comes sharp and heart beats faster
In a love field
Cold ground for a pillow
Under a blanket of stars
In a love field
In a love field
In a love field
Headlights that startled
This embrace of hours
In a love field
In a crooked house
Where things can be arranged
You think youre different from the rest
But you dont see how youve changed
Under an archway
On a road of white linen
In a love field
Feel the anxious rhythm of a functional stranger
In a love field
In a love field
In a love field
Shes so tense but its never mentioned
In a love field
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Proactive Tactics
Our proactive tactics,
Could be made more fantastic.
If our conscious intentions,
Were moved from first gear...
Into third.
A journey enjoyed,
With perception employed...
Takes removing comforts packed,
Out of a box wrapped with familiar trappings...
To explore fresh adventures that are not.
People fear their selfishness threatened.
Those accustomed from living off the backs of others.
Creating their interests from what is seen,
In another's backyard.
And with the use of strategies,
Employing reasons to manipulate and thieve.
Our proactive tactics,
Could be made more fantastic.
If our conscious intentions,
Were moved from first gear...
Into third.
The sharing of resources produces more for all.
Ideas extend from this.
But those of limited awareness and greed.
Perceives one's enslavement,
Delivers what they need.
In a feeding of a suppression...
That stunts abilities.
To leave a dependency...
That a laziness breeds.
And succeeds in the observation...
Of an ignorance supported,
By ongoing stupidity monitored by insecurity!
Our proactive tactics,
Could be made more fantastic.
If our conscious intentions,
Were moved from first gear...
Into third.
With a view more appreciated,
By all being accountable and taking responsibility.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If we are to fulfill the promise of this great Nation that everybody in our society has equal access to the law, obviously having the resources to have access to the law is extremely important.
quote by Alan Mollohan
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There is no greater fallacy than the belief that aims and purposes are one thing, while methods and tactics are another. This conception is a potent menace to social regeneration. All human experience teaches that methods and means cannot be separated from the ultimate aim. The means employed become, through individual habit and social practice, part and parcel of the final purpose; they influence it, modify it, and presently the aims and means become identical.
quote by Emma Goldman
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The Slipping of Meet Notes
Accustomed to lies.
What does the truth really mean?
Accustomed to lies laying low on the scene!
Accustomed to tell them...
And protect when told.
Accustomed to lies,
Whether fresh released or old held on hold!
Accustomed to lies...
Without a bat of an eyelash moving!
Accustomed to lies.
Dishonesty is accepted and shown.
At the work place
Where the slipping of meet notes,
Does not provoke disdain.
Accustomed to lies...
And that's how our lives remain!
In heated sex away from home!
Regardless of who spies on another,
Both buffer their suffering by what's condoned.
Accustomed to lies...
And what is taught is always known!
Accustomed to lies.
Accustomed to holding on to them,
Until time flys!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Facilities and Cover
Time is real essence
It must be seized at once
Once lost means gone for ever
It must be put to full use cover
It has to be overall growth
Mental as sell as prosperity with wealth
They are inter linked and prosper
With new ideology and usher
Any society can progress with moral standard
It has all the scopes to strengthen and look forward
It has all the resources to develop in intellectual field
Nothing comes as hurdle and provides rich yield
The hungry can’t think of the rest of the world
He remains aloof and has no where to go in safe fold
For him survival and bread for two times is reality
Where do we and find the best of the quality?
If whole of the nation is semi starved condition
And there are lot many imposition and restrictions
God only save the country’s citizens from perishing
Where there is only one concern of nourishing
Nothing may serve for any useful purpose
Everything will be hung between don’t and suppose
One may pull towards jungle and another to city
It will be struggle for have and have not for pity
At some day we may find excellence at par
But that time is not in near future but very far
Intellectuals built up is largely dependent on resources
The human power is the main and sole responsible force
If provided with full facilities and cover
All the targets can be set and won over
But with empty stomach nothing can be achieved
The idea itself is an insult and totally deceived
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Excessively Broke
Wealth of abundance.
Wealth of friends who have abundance.
Wealth of friends who have abundance and influence,
With an ability to persuade those who have created...
Wealth and those connected to it,
Probably do not associated themselves...
With those who just have a wealth of intelligence.
Since those who have a wealth of intelligence...
Usually are the ones excessively broke!
But possess a wealth of humor to entertain.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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