Uncomprehending the Healing Aspects of Listening
Starting all over again to make things better,
Will do...
What?
Make things better?
And for who?
The very same people who allowed destruction?
Those responsible for the creation of conflict?
People refuse to identify themselves,
As the culprits!
Or deny they hand picked their own enemies.
To refer to them as terrorists.
Who began the outsourcing of jobs?
To send them away,
At the expense of cheaper labor.
Whose products were deemed inferior made?
So other products would be savored.
Who began the marketing of decadence?
To find money easier to be had and spent!
Who stood by to watch unruly children?
As disrespect was ushered in...
With a greeding of deceit,
Making a mockery of discipline!
And the rise of racism is on their own land.
The affects of this,
They themselves began.
What is it they wish to do?
Make things better?
And for who?
Aren't these the same people who made it clear...
Their way of life was much endeared.
Aren't these the same people,
Who had values and standards...
Better than those they now say they fear?
What is it they wish to do?
Make things better?
And for who?
A self examination has of yet for them to begin.
This should be prioritized as a revelation for them.
But they remain in denial.
Uncomprehending the healing aspects of listening.
A mindset rehabilitated,
Is what people need.
A mindset rehabilitated,
Is what people need.
A mindset rehabilitated,
Is what people need.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What for is money?
I thought on how could be the life
Without having to work for money.
After all this is the money which we work for.
Had we only have enough money to spend
We won’t have to toil our body or brain.
Solution also seemed very easy to me.
Just have a lot of mints to mint money.
Make as much money as may people need
Give them as much as may people want.
All problems are seemingly soon gone.
The root of all evils I thought could be
the root of happiness of all kind instead.
“How could this easy way out be overlooked? ”
Thinking furthermore I thought.
We need mints and we need paper and ink.
We need banks and a lot of ATMs.
People will get money and go for shopping
So we need ample shops. In shops we need products.
We need make shops and we need make products.
but we also need people to run them.
So some people will make paper and some ink.
Some other will work in mints and banks.
Some will work in shops and making products.
Rest all the people will only happily buy things.
Thinking up to here my thought jumbled.
People needed money so they worked.
If money was available for doing no work
Then why should there be anyone to work?
If no one works then where from comes paper and ink?
Where from comes money, banksand ATMs?
Where from then comes products?
Without products how could then we live and enjoy?
So we need products and for products we need to work,
to get people into the works we need money.
So it was that money could not be made free.
I thought 'People have already thought it before me.'
poem by Palas kumar Ray
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As If Waiting To Be Revenged
There is something about being disrespected,
That cements itself in one's mind to stay.
As if waiting to be revenged.
No matter who pretends a forgiveness has been given...
As if one's approval has been voted upon to be accepted.
By those who participated in the disrespecting.
The one disrespected does not forget.
And the culprits aren't quite sure,
If their deeds done have been remembered.
But if anyone has been singled out for mockery...
Well,
The odds they will remember being ridiculed,
Are pretty much one sided.
And those who have been 'stung' by people like this,
Do not awaken as if overnight they are excited and prepared...
To be in the presence of those whose minds have been rehabilitated.
I could care less how many scriptures are quoted.
And the recent donation of their charitable ways.
A conscious attack made upon another.
Is an attack upon another that was made consciously.
Say that any way you please.
If anything,
New tactics have been learned that has sealed one's identity.
And one's dignity maintained is never compromised,
By those wishing to make other people miserable.
And there is nothing like watching people like that,
Do that to themselves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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God Why?
God why do people die?
God why did you make pain?
God why weren’t you there on the day my grandfather died?
God why are there earthquakes?
God why do hearts break?
God why are people on there own?
God why do you make people get hurt?
God why is there fear?
God why are there storms?
God why are people all alone?
God why are there drugs?
God why do people committee suicide?
God why aren’t you stopping global warming?
God why do I have nightmares?
God why is there no peace in this place?
God why did Jesus really die?
God why did you make sin?
God why do people hurt?
God why do children get kidnapped?
God why does love hurt so much?
God why do people break up?
God why do people get beat?
God why is there bad in this world you made?
God why did you make me?
God why?
A People Of Progressive Ideals
Divisive politics?
I don't believe it.
Bigoted and rascist remarks,
Intended?
No way!
The people today,
Only wish to have their beliefs represented.
In a cohesive wholesomeness,
That is clearly being misunderstood.
Aren't we a people of progressive ideals?
Reflecting those standards that are valued?
Aren't we a people of an envied mindset,
Sold the world over to appeal?
Divisive politics?
I don't believe it.
Bigoted and rascist remarks,
Intended?
No way!
Aren't we a people of progressive ideals?
Reflecting those standards that are valued?
Aren't we a people of an envied mindset,
Sold the world over to appeal?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The People's World
people are good;
people are bad;
people are happy;
people are sad;
people are near;
people are far;
people are true;
people are blue;
people are white;
people are right;
people are silent;
people are violent;
people can throw;
people can grow;
people can share;
people can care;
people can unite;
people can divide;
people can fool;
people can rule;
people can trust;
people are worst;
don't think i became mad.... what ever i wrote is very common things known about people but what i want to show is that i cannot describe everything about the people as it is impossible in the same way it is impossible to understand and make every person happy around us that's it.got it!
poem by Fahmina Arjumand Misha
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God Why?
God why do people die?
God why did you make pain?
God why weren’t you there the day my grandfather died?
God why are there earthquakes?
God why do hearts break?
God why are people on there own?
God why do you make people get hurt?
God why is there fear?
God why are there storms?
God why are people all alone?
God why are there drugs?
God why do people committee suicide?
God why aren’t you stopping global warming?
God why do I have nightmares?
God why is there no peace in this place?
God why did Jesus really die?
God why did you make sin?
God why do people hurt?
God why do children get kidnapped?
God why does love hurt so much?
God why do people break up?
God why do people get beat?
God why is there bad in this world you made?
God why have I tried to commit suicide?
God why did you make me?
God why am I still alive?
God why go I cut my wrist?
God why do I have to bleed to be set free?
God why am I in so much pain?
God why?
poem by Broken Hearts
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Circumspection
Many things i see concern me about people
I see people do stupid things
I see people do things to help the world
I see people do many things that someday they will not be proud of
Concerns come from the stupid things i see people do
If there a thousands of people doing things that i see
The world is a lot worse than what i thought
But other things i see cause me to see the good side of things
People that i see do acts of kindness make me see the world in other ways
But from what i see some people do i am filled with concern.
poem by Jacob Wortman
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Doing What They Wish
When people can not accept direction...
They live their lives in denial and rejection.
And it is difficult to remove from them...
A mindset they within live in!
A mindset that has been programmed...
To believe reality is a sham.
And a deceit released feeds all their needs.
With a doing what they wish and as they please.
Believing that hypocrisy is something done religiously.
And others,
Not them...
Are the ones who are producers of conflict.
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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Not Sitting Around Waiting to Be Examined
Folks who wish they knew more about others and don't...
Say those like this are 'complicated'.
Nothing is complicated about someone who lives an active life.
Folks find them 'complicated' for this reason...
They are not sitting around waiting to be examined.
Although they may be gossiped about...
Very few of them are living lives with issues!
And if they do...
They seem to move on with them being handled.
Without communal get togethers.
On the other hand,
Folks who claim to know what's going on...
Will say they are not interested in politics.
But can tell you who did what to who and when,
Next door and down the block.
Their noses aren't going to travel too far!
That wouldn't be to the best of their interest.
And self indulgence is their main priority.
People on missions to get things done,
Are not in one place to be observed.
And they aren't living to receive acceptance.
They are here to achieve.
Not bleed another heart!
Or found huddled in groups,
Prepared to victimize one of their own kind.
For being disliked.
So disliked that person can not be ignored.
That person has to be agitated into conflict!
Unfortunately,
There aren't too many people like these.
People on the move...
With things to get accomplished.
Things they want to get done and do.
Those 'programmed' to be far less complicated!
And quick to ruin themselves.
And their quality of life...
By not paying attention to the decline of it!
Leave evidence and facts of that in abundance!
And they are hopeful President Obama produces a magic wand!
~He 'needs' to produce,
A Department to Combat the Onset of Mental Diseases.
And their long range affects on a programmed mindset! ~
That title is too long.
They are already accusing him of being too intelligent.
For a Black man...that is!
Even under a microscope,
They are trying to uncover his flaws.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With all the great products that are apparently out there that are undetectable, for me to take something like that... when people take things that now aren't even being tested for, does it make any sense?
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To Get Up And Get Things Done
If I don't find a purpose,
To get up and get things done...
I'll waste the day away.
My day will waste away.
If I...
Do nothing,
But talk on the telephone,
Listening to people moan their groans...
I'll waste the day away.
My day will waste away.
And to have that as a habit,
Is not where my head is at!
And I do what I can for myself,
Without some people donating their help.
Some people have no need...
To begin one thing and see it through.
And when I tackle something...
It is going to get done!
Since that is what I do.
Some people,
Waste a lot of time.
Some people,
Can't make up their minds.
Some people,
Have nothing to do but to sing the blues!
Some people,
Waste a lot of time.
Some people,
Can't make up their minds.
Some people,
Have nothing to do but to sing the blues!
If I don't find a purpose,
To get up and get things done...
I'll waste the day away.
My day will waste away.
If I...
Do nothing,
But talk on the telephone,
My day will waste away.
I'll waste the day away.
Some people,
Waste a lot of time.
Some people,
Can't make up their minds.
Some people,
Have nothing to do but to sing the blues!
Some people,
Have nothing to do but to sing the blues.
That's all they do!
And I wont be giving up my time to find,
That choice to make...
As a habit!
That choice wont become my habit.
People making up their minds like that...
Can have it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quick Possession
Insignificant they see themselves.
And a showing of this towards life as well.
Hollow and ungrateful feelings,
Taught and perceived by those whose beliefs...
Were dictated to them in environments,
Where they represent the people living in them.
Insignificant they see themselves.
Just like their parents who felt the same way.
With similar images of obtaining success,
As a quick possession of what they can get.
With a having of that which impresses,
No matter how easy such unrealities come to be lived.
Or what the judge says before sentencing them to prison.
A mindset fixed and conditioned to be self centered,
Is a mindset that lacks other values!
And those 'standards' by which they live...
Is obtained by the entertaining of decadence.
With such a marketing done that trivializes life...
And the significance of being human.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Think about this
Think about this?
more people watch dancing with the stars
more people watch American idol
more people watch bad things on tv news
more people
more people live quick
more people live easier
more people exerisce less
more people work longer
more people have someone else do everthing for them
are we more people or robots
Think about this
poem by Vincent Armone
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An Emptiness Collected (Things)
Things,
People pray for.
Things,
People have.
Things,
All around the people.
And things they have make them sad.
Things,
They ask of God to give.
Things,
They get don't please.
And when they realize it's not things they need...
That touch that is desired and wanted,
Has come to leave...
Them!
With their things!
And a generous offering,
Felt...
Of an emptiness collected!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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All Things To All People
all people have worries
worries that wake them
worries about things yet to come
worries about worries are what worry some
i look out my eye
and behold I see people
big bold beautiful people
i see brown people
gold people
yellow people
red people
orange people
purple people
pink people
white people
yet I don’t see colored people
i see a people as one
a people capable
a people that should be grateful
grateful for the blessings that we can all share as people
to love
to grow
to build
to sow
people in my neighborhood
people it’s all good
undivided by vanity
an unbroken sea of humane humanity
people must rely on a shoulder to cry one
we all are people
we are people
old and young
rich or poor
used or new
let us be valued as people
let us value each other as people
persons
beings
individuals
not things
people
and all things to all people
to all nations
at all stations
in every situation
poem by Harlan Lovestone
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But Why? ?
people beg on street
people damage public property
people are insecure
people r jealous
people r foolish
people r ill-treated
people quarrel with eachother
people cry
people die
people r tortured
people r murdered
people r tense
people r disloyal
BUT WHY? ?
the reason? ? ? MONEY
money makes things happen
but why........
poem by Sakshi Mathur
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People Have Their Ways
People have a way to decide who are their friends and enemies
People have some dissapointments in life
But do they recognize their dissapointments in life?
Can people go through moments of despair alone?
Or do they need God?
Do the people live making promises but they are neve able to keep it or Deliver it
Do people fear people?
Yes they fear people because they think that they might be mistreated or Robed by new people
Their souls, their feeling, and their love
Do people make us welcome in their lives?
Not all the time because we are different
But unique in different ways
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Someone Elected, Liked and Popular
Someone has to be held responsible,
For allowing people to make wrong decisions.
Someone has to be held accountable,
For allowing people to dismiss their values.
And adopt standards that unleashed upon them...
An onslaught of disrespect.
With a lack of discipline...
Their blind mindsets enjoyed and accepted.
Someone has to be held responsible,
For the blatant theft and rise of crime.
Someone elected, liked and popular...
To lead and guide them out of shadows,
Should have had their interests protected.
And their choices made,
More closely inspected.
With a voice of concern...
Their way of life has been neglected.
And they someday will pay!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Because of Their Standards, Values and Interests
You see them?
They are the ones...
The very same people,
Who declared themselves victims...
Of enemies.
And those enemies obstructed,
Their progress and efforts made.
With frustrations that prevented...
Benefits they struggled to get,
For all of the people they represented.
They were supported.
And believed.
You see them?
They are the same folks,
Who knowingly backed themselves into a hole.
With the selling of false goods.
To reveal themselves less than angels.
And adorned with tainted halos.
And in disbelief...
They were comforted by those unconscious.
Who further supported them.
Even stronger.
You see them?
They are the ones,
Who declared they had enemies.
Backed themselves into hole.
Exposed themselves as less than angels.
Fed their greed exclusively.
And in discreet secretly...
Deceived.
And now with heads bowed,
They make public appearances to profess...
Unity is needed and must be addressed.
Since those enemies declared they claimed,
Are preparing to make announcements...
That financial arrangements,
With loans made that must be paid.
Has extended the patience of their 'enemies'.
And those 'enemies' could care less,
What charades played in masquerade...
Is in need of more time,
For a promised kept silence...
To ease unwarranted stress.
Because of their standards, values and interests,
Those less than honest...
Are about to lose even their decadence.
And they are hoping their 'enemies'
Show them more respect...
Than they have shown.
A marketing of decadence...
They confess is a creation they own.
With no discipline to invest,
In the correction of this themselves!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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