Tricked To Be Fooled By Minds Out To Lunch
Anyone that has made attempts
To take it upon themselves to choose or decide
They are going to direct someone's destiny
By using methods to destroy a life as it should be
From places dark from which they hide
Has begun to do many things to themselves
Without knowing they have chosen their own poison
With a creating of their own back to back obstacles
They will never be able to eliminate
Since the order of nature will show with proof
It is not meant to be disturbed when in its natural process
Or tricked to be fooled by minds out to lunch
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Limits Of A Condoned Safety Zone
Hey...
When folks decide,
They will choose sides...
Based upon who they 'like'
And dislike,
Because of their conditioning process.
And minds still rocked in cradles.
They have chosen ways to hurt themselves.
And regardless of what those methods are,
They have chosen to use...
Few will learn a thing,
Beyond the limits of a condoned safety zone.
And difficult it is to leave them and their opinions alone.
But when done...
It is rewarding!
A sense of accomplishment freshens the air.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fate and Destiny
Fate and Destiny
Who can tell us what Fate and Destiny are?
Who can tell us what our Fate is?
Who can tell us what our Destiny is?
Fate. Destiny.
People say we cannot choose our Fate, but we can choose our Destiny.
People say we are Fated or Destined to do/become something.
Fate. Destiny.
Are they different?
Are they the same?
People say we can choose Destiny and we are Fated to do it.
People say that our Destiny is open, but our Fate is sealed.
Are Fate and Destiny the same?
If our Destiny has yet to be chosen but our Fate is sealed, then is not our Destiny already chosen, but unseen to us until the opportune moment?
Fate. Destiny.
When is the opportune moment?
At what point in our life will our Fate and Destiny be revealed?
Or will we realize what our Fate and Destiny are only when it is too late?
Or will we pass our Fate and Destiny without knowing it?
Fate. Destiny.
If someone tells us what our Fate and Destiny are, will we like what we hear?
Or will you strive against the path set before you?
poem by Robert Grimes
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Aching Hearts
Half a lifetime has now passed
since romance touched our hearts...
We were young lovers filled
with wonder and endless possibilities
The sun had never set on our love
until one fateful summer day
How could we know fate would fling our souls
so cruelly to opposite ends of the universe?
How could we understand
that destiny knew full well what
our minds did not want to know?
How deeply we plunged into
the depths of our souls, knowing
that young love would be sacrificed,
As fate commanded, we cleanse
polluted family bloodlines
Why did we live in diverse
and often unfriendly places?
Creating relationships
not chosen by loving hearts
rather from a place
of knowing, deep within
purposeful souls
We now look back at
the wisdom of our choices
yet are powerless to soothe
“Aching Hearts”
Although we’ve accepted
a path chosen by destiny
it's not without sorrow and pain
Alas, Hearts still yearn
for love from yesteryear,
In this lifetime we must trust
that God Knows that
we have chosen service to Him
and our blossoming souls,
above carnal love
When we unite again it shall be
in a place of truth and beauty
Indeed...
A new Eden where we shall love eternal
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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A Lecture
While reciting, ‘Whose your daddy’
In the ears that student made ‘Choose your daddy’.
To my ears, he meant destiny is the father
While the main land is the mother.
Bad minds think alike
Makes a sweet scent, a toxic fume
Who ever smell it be made a destiny, a doom.
Life is never a choosy house
One choose, a devil’s tongue
No human ever chose, just He chose
Chose for good, even for the bad men.
One word can make a million meanings
Things are clear, but not that clearer.
Destiny is the book by God
No can dared to write such a book.
The line is for entertainment
So not all things teach things.
poem by Deepta Protik Osman
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Time Of Revelation
(moving to a fantasy world)
Wont you take
A chance my brother
Follow me to a time of revelation
Cant you see that
Destiny will take a turn
And show you
Theres no need to fight
cause you know its right
And I finally see where Im going
I finally know what Im knowing
Now our journeys only just begun
You wont need to ask forgiveness
What you find
Will be your inspiration
You dont have to pray for glory
All is equal, no more pain
You know its true, its up to you
cause I finally see where Im going
I finally know what Im knowing
Now our journeys only just begun
Over the bridge
Where you start to believe
Down at the edge of the rainbow
Dark is the night
But weve seen another time
Follow the light of the shadow
Right or wrong, there is no reason
There will be no hidden destination
With the strength that you discover
You can show the way
How it was meant to be
For all to see
cause I finally know
What Im knowing
I finally see where Im going
Now our journeys only just begun
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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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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Time, Mother Nature And Patience
If it was possible for many,
To turn back the clock...
It would be returned to that time,
They found within themselves...
A choice to choose with ease,
That taste to discredit someone's deeds.
And decide then to say nothing at all,
Instead of create an atmosphere of deceit.
But that opportunity for them is not meant to be.
Since time has a way,
To reveal the truth for what it is.
And for those not living it,
As they now hoped they did...
Would not find themselves,
Not only exposed without credibility.
But also without places they can run and hide.
After denying any involvement,
In the implementation of their wicked ways.
Time, Mother Nature and Patience...
Seem to have been closer in their association,
Than many were led to believe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When you love some one
When you love someone and it doesnt show
When you need someone but your all alone
Look back at those lovely memories in the past
For they would help you stand your ground
Things that happen are meant to be
For these events shape your destiny
Never look sad never feel down
What happend to you happens to every one
If given a chance to change time...
i wish ill have you for the rest of my life
But if wishes are true and meant to be
Im sure not in this life but in the next
You will be my destiny.....
poem by Grishan Ramswamy
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Fading Out
packing my bags and heading out on my own
making choices that will shape the future days I have to come
and I could choose the easy road but I have to be strong cause
I don't want to spend a lifetime knowing that I've chosen wrong
And it's so bittersweet these decisions I must make
throwing one choice to the wolves for the other one I make
and that itself seems wrong to me cause I am still so young
how can I choose right when my life has just begun
is it so bad to be unsure now woah ooo ooo
age is supposed to clear things up
but my future is fading out
those who are older say my mind should be made up
headed on some path to greatness but I think that's messed up
cause there's so many options and I want to try them all
but now for some strange reason my back's against the wall
and it's so bittersweet these decisions I must make
throwing one choice to the wolves for the other one I make
and that itself seems wrong to me cause I am still so young
how can I choose right when my life has just begun
is it so bad to be unsure now woah ooo ooo
age is supposed to clear things up
but my future is fading out
(x2)is it so bad to be unsure now whoa ooo ooo
age is supposed to clear things up
but my future is fading out
song performed by by Unsung Zeros
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As if There Are Exceptions to Mother Nature's Rules
Allowing anxieties,
And embittered feelings...
Of how things should be,
And how we'd like to see them done...
From our own perspective.
Needs to be released,
From the minds of those continually feeding...
On beliefs people and things remain unchanged.
When a day comes a day goes.
There is not a season that stays as it is.
But adults who are still children in their minds,
Find it difficult to leave behind...
That which is not coming back.
And it becomes unfortunate for many,
Who are not accepting of this natural process.
As if there is a fairy princess that will magically,
'Wand' their troubles away.
Accepting what is with a moving on is part of life.
Many are stuck and just refuse to do it.
As if there are exceptions to Mother Nature's Rules.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Designs Of Mother Nature
The designs of Mother Nature,
Are often explained.
But an escaping from the pattern,
Mother Nature makes...
Offers few and limited places,
To run to feel safe 'anywhere' to escape.
And as history has shown,
Advanced civilizations escavations revealing...
To be unearthed and known,
Mother Nature has yet to show favor...
To those sophisticated with updated weapons,
With priorities to destroy what Mother Nature deploys.
'God and Mother Nature has nothing to do with it! '
Maybe that's why your beliefs are repeatedly defeated.
With an insisting upon not listening to comprehend.
But willing to defend and 'assume' with no end,
You can do as you please with a creating of your doom.
And each time this lesson is taught to bring to your attention,
You 'believe' you have been chosen to extinguish your existence.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fading Ou
packing my bags and heading out on my own
making choices that will shape the future days I have to come
and I could choose the easy road but I have to be strong cause
I don't want to spend a lifetime knowing that I've chosen wrong
And it's so bittersweet these decisions I must make
throwing one choice to the wolves for the other one I make
and that itself seems wrong to me cause I am still so young
how can I choose right when my life has just begun
is it so bad to be unsure now woah ooo ooo
age is supposed to clear things up
but my future is fading out
those who are older say my mind should be made up
headed on some path to greatness but I think that's messed up
cause there's so many options and I want to try them all
but now for some strange reason my back's against the wall
and it's so bittersweet these decisions I must make
throwing one choice to the wolves for the other one I make
and that itself seems wrong to me cause I am still so young
how can I choose right when my life has just begun
is it so bad to be unsure now woah ooo ooo
age is supposed to clear things up
but my future is fading out
is it so bad to be unsure now whoa ooo ooo
age is supposed to clear things up
but my future is fading out
is it so bad to be unsure now whoa ooo ooo
age is supposed to clear things up
but my future is fading out
song performed by by Unsung Zeros
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Turn It Into Something Good
Maurice white, james newton howard & valerie carter
Why, do you hang your head
And never, never satisfy the loneliness you tread
Spending your life, in the falling rain
Trying hard to drown the memories thats
Driving you insane
You cant hid forever just decide to make it better
Turn it into something good
Remember, you can choose, not to lose
Find your groove and be a winner
Wake up, take a step ahead
Wake up, to the rising sun
Wake up, life has just begun to shine
In you eyes, the somber blues
Reflects a place, from deep inside of knowing,
Not what to do
Ill be your rock, when youre about to fall
Together, well move on ahead and walk,
Right thru it all
You cant hide forever, just decide to make it better
Turn it into something good
Remember, you can choose, not to loose
Find your groove and be a winner
You cant hide forever, just decide to make it better
Wake up, take a steap ahead
Wake up, to the rising sun
Wake up, life has just begun to shine
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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I Choose To Heal
I've decided not to be reminded of my griefs.
I've learned that carrying a baggage of sorrows,
Only weighs on my back...
Unhappiness to be left to be repeatedly monitored.
Tears cried as others measured my pain,
On a scale from one to ten...
Are days I've chosen not to live.
Again!
And again.
AND...again without end.
Why should I celebrate my agony,
On a regular basis?
What does doing this for me achieve?
A hatred and bitterness I pray from me will leave?
Or a constant search to seek validation,
How miserable my life lived can be?
NO!
For others that may be so,
To acknowledge without a letting go.
But for me...
My happiness comes with the knowing,
I can forgive.
Not forgot!
My mind wont let me do it.
But make attempts to forgive I can do.
I've decided not to be reminded of my griefs.
I've learned that carrying a baggage of sorrows,
Only weighs on my back...
Unhappiness to be left to be repeatedly monitored.
I choose not to keep my healing wounds,
Left to pick to bleed repeatedly in anger.
I choose with faith,
That God will handle my business.
I choose with faith,
God has my back.
And will correct all that has gone wrong,
To make right for my life.
I choose with faith,
That God will handle my business.
I choose to heal,
Not to relive moments of my agonies.
I already know what it takes to moan.
I already know that process.
I've renewed my commitment to living.
And give my deepest respect,
To those who had experienced...
Untimely deaths.
I've decided not to be reminded of my griefs.
I've learned that carrying a baggage of sorrows,
Only weighs on my back...
Unhappiness to be left to be repeatedly monitored.
I choose not to keep my healing wounds,
Left to pick to bleed repeatedly in anger.
I choose to heal.
Not to be left,
For the rest of my life dropping tears wept.
To spend in the process of mourning.
Riding high on the shoulders of grief.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Faith in the System
'Our age is retrospective. It builds the sepulchres of the fathers. It writes biographies, histories and criticism. The fore-going generations beheld God and nature face to face; we through their eyes. Why should not we also enjoy the original relation to the universe? Why should we not have a poetry and philosophy of insight and not of tradition, and a religion by revelation to us, and not the history of theirs...
Undoubtedly we have no questions to ask which are unanswerable. We must trust in the perfection of the creation so far as to believe that whatever curiosity the order of things has awakened in our minds, the order of things can satisfy.'
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Now that we know
For certain two main ways
Of getting exposed
Coetaneous
By merely personally
Coming into contact
With it
Inhalational
Breathing it individually
Into your
Very being
What else
Is there to know
I know we're
All going someday
I choose to go with my faith
And nature coming into direct contact
With my daily life
Breathing deeply
All the days
Of my life
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Acceptance Heals
Acceptance heals!
A willingness to just let go...
To be a part of a natural process,
Reveals an ability to face the truth...
For what it is and means.
Without the need,
Of foolish protective measures.
Some wish to stop to grow.
To direct with a decision...
To have things go their way.
Blocking the experience of a natural adventure.
As if the ticking of a clock,
Depends on a decision made.
Since time itself...
Is a creation of man.
And where man stands...
Has nothing to do,
With the evolution of nature.
And nature awaits...
Such dictates!
Acceptance heals!
A willingness to just let go...
To be a part of a natural process,
Reveals an ability to face the truth...
For what it is and means.
Without the need,
Of foolish protective measures.
And those foolish protective measures,
Keeps a wounded mind...
With no peace to find.
Acceptance heals.
Like one's faith,
Eliminates...
A stunted life that wastes away,
In anticipation to have a stubbornness validated.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Under Siege
Blindfolded they were.
And interrogated for who they were not.
Taken and detoxed...
Weened from events needing to stop,
Their will to know themselves.
This was the challenge...
To eliminate from them neglect!
To eliminate from them,
Their feeding need to disrespect.
With acceptance meant,
And upon them crept!
They were bleeding gold from their veins.
And not taking the reigns of their own destiny!
Kings and Queens hip hopped and dropped.
This has to end...
This poisoning of an already damaged crop!
Arrested are they who must now command and obey...
Before this time grinds the minds
Needing to grasp fast,
A heritage of wealth that began
Long ago when thrones were places...
And kingdoms where they sat were vast!
Linked they are to ancestors,
Who ruled before fools came to destroy!
As these times we witness pass...
As these times we witness 'histories' trashed.
But must be saved and not subjected to annoy!
Inspired by:
Onajé Allan Gumbs
February 9th 2007
'Much thanks, Onajé, for your brilliance! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Destiny Leads The Way
All through your great life journey you follow your destiny
And where you are living at today is where you are meant to be
And whether you live in your Hometown or from there live far away
It all goes back to destiny where you are at today
We make our own decisions and for our mistakes we pay
Yet in the course of our destiny we do not have a say
From the moment we are born our pathways through life are paved
And the destinies of our life's journeys in our souls are engraved
Though many will tell you differently they say our life's journey is our own choice
But destiny the silent one never does heed advice
And even those who do not believe in it follow it every day
Where-ever their journeys take them to destiny leads the way
And whether you travel far from home or live in your own country-side
Destiny of seven letters your life's journey decide.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Flattered
I've been battered,
And shattered by it.
But the process of putting the pieces back,
Have healed.
And I find myself flattered by your comments.
It does feel good,
Knowing I can still appeal.
And I thank you for that.
You have reminded me I can attract.
I am flattered.
But I must also state...
If you keep that up,
You might find I'm easy to bait!
And the first to want to snuggle.
I've been battered,
And shattered by it.
But I did not say one thing,
About rejecting the notion...
Of being tenderized.
I am not that self sufficient.
Nor do I choose to be!
Although I have made some attempts...
The results of them did prove to be less gratifying!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Over Medicating With A Self Importance
We can't imitate the living of life.
We can,
However.
Prevent others from doing so.
To limit eventually,
Our own growth process.
And the evidence of that,
Does not need a tour guide.
We can't imitate the living of life.
Nor can we insist what is not visible exists.
But so much of life lived is not visible...
To expose to anyone to prove it being done.
Most of life lived when given,
Is based on sheer faith and confidence.
Patience and the giving of sacrificial time.
With the knowing in one's mind.
Something divine is keeping track of the mess,
Human beings have made in attempts to perfect nonsense.
We can't imitate the living of life.
Once one has been blessed with it.
There is something genuine and real,
About the feelings one has.
We can,
However.
Prevent others from doing so.
To leave them to live their own lives.
And allow others to learn and grow,
For the sharing of those experiences.
But many don't get this!
Without that interdependence.
We limit eventually,
Our own growth process.
And the evidence of that,
Does not need a tour guide.
We would rather destroy other lives,
With the enforcement of values and standards...
We perceive with beliefs are best for others,
When in fact.
We are hard pressed to show any evidence,
To convince within our own minds.
Of that working for ourselves.
But an over medicating with a self importance?
We can do with the right prescription.
Not to take but to test.
With the observing of the affects on others.
To arrive at a feeling of perfection.
And that,
As of yet.
Can not be found.
However.
We can always say,
What we believe has been achieved.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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