Understanding And Empathy
Why does it seem,
That those who are the most adventurous...
Are never around heard griping,
About their lives with the making of excuses.
Or giving details about their aches and pains,
With looks that seek an understanding and empathy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Strong And Confident
I understand those,
Who chased the taste of money.
I also admire those,
Who stick to their convictions.
But I do not comprehend anyone,
Who belabors in the dwelling of envy.
It seems too much time is spent,
Living one's life jealous and feeling resentment.
I understand those,
Who make mistakes.
Forgive 'themselves...
And move on.
It's difficult for me to tolerate,
The ones who make excuses...
And burden others,
With the singing of their sad songs.
And those who are strong and confident,
I've come to admire a lot!
They are the ones never heard in discussion,
Complaining about their aches and pains.
Or who it is they know!
Or what it is they've got.
They live their lives,
In the pursuit of what this experience to them means.
And there is something about 'that' done,
That earns the giving of my respect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Version Of Growing Old Gracefully
It has been made too convenient,
For you and others...
To make excuses for yourselves.
Why should I wish for your companionship,
If all I am going to hear from you...
Is about your aches and pains and what you do?
And what your doctor has prescribed,
For you to rub or sit or bathe in it?
If I have to fall, crawl or stumble,
Unlike you...
I will seek to find some enjoyment out of it.
I am not afraid of an older age or its slower pace.
But I am sure not going to invite that process,
Being uptight or delight in agitation...
Your rendition of it either.
To watch it waste me away.
So I take it you are not up to going roller skating?
Your version of growing old gracefully,
And my interpretation of it...
Is apparently in conflict.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm Tired Of Giving It
I'm tired of giving it.
My patience and with love.
I'm tired of giving it,
Everything I need.
And no one gives to me.
I'm tired of giving it.
My patience and with love.
I'm tired of giving it,
Everything I need.
And no one gives to me.
It seems.
Time and understanding,
With an empathy that feeds...
I'm tired of giving it,
Everything I need.
A listening ear,
To comprehend my feelings.
Maybe I shouldn't even be near...
To have a dumping of a pity appear.
I'm tired of giving it,
My time.
I'm tired of giving it,
My patience.
Tired of giving it,
Empathy...
No one gives to me.
I'm tired of giving it,
My time.
I'm tired of giving it,
My patience.
I'm tired of losing my mind,
With a showing of impatience.
Tired of giving up,
Time.
Tired of giving up,
Patience.
I'm tired of hoping to find...
Some peace-of-mind.
I'm tired of giving it,
My time.
I'm tired of giving it,
My patience.
I'm tired of losing my mind,
With a showing of impatience.
Tired of giving up,
Time.
Tired of giving up,
Patience.
I'm tired of hoping to find...
Some peace-of-mind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Rather Have My Heart Break
When we were attracted,
We sought to seek deep details.
After discovering the capture,
Lost the need to continue the hunt.
The details began to repeat themselves.
And the wish to be freed...
Became excuses we used,
To escape and breakaway...
From an attention no longer paid,
That once kept us enthusiastic.
Now we both feel entrapped!
Caged like blood thirsty opponents.
I rather have my heart break...
Than my blood to gush!
Or have you rushing away,
From a knock out punch attempted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Excuses
Yo, whats up, this is Ginuwine
And I wanna tell you
It aint no time for excuses with your woman
You be right or you be out, ya heard
Do it right, check this is out
This is my story
Theres a time that comes in a mans life
When is real, want it all, when his mind is right
It could come at any time, morning, noon or night
You would know at the time, nothing more to fight
He might not, and I know cause Ive done the same
You know Im right there with you, dog, but she wont
play the game
She will be done packed your bags, sit em all there
right outside your door
Cause shes tired of the lyin s*** and she aint
takin no more, oh, no she aint
Excuses (Everybody has one)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them no more, oh)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no), excuses {She dont}
Excuses (She aint got time for them)
Excuses (So dont fill her mind with them, no)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no), excuses {She dont}
Take her out, hold her hand, let her know youll die
for her
Cause thats your lady, yes, thats your baby
Shes a seed, feed her well, watch her blossom out
And only the real players out there can dig what Im
talkin bout
Be that man, be that one, do the things she loves
Pay attention, should I mention how it all was once
You broke your neck just to get her, dont you pull
back now
Cause sooner or later shell be gone, what youre
askin now
Excuses (Everybody has one)
Excuses (But she dont wanna hear them no more, oh, no
she dont)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (Oh...), excuses {She dont}
Excuses (Yeah, she)
Excuses (Dont fill her mind)
Excuses (She said take that s*** else, oh, yes, she
did)
Excuses, excuses (Listen) {She dont}
Dont fake nor front, tell her now
Make your choice right now
Tell her where you stand
Youre no boy or little kid, youre grown
Standin big, young man
Think what brought that in, ooh
All that s*** youre talkin bout like you aint
heard the phone
Shes up on it, dog, shes up on it, dog
And all that fake s*** like your beeper was off
Shes up on it, dog, shes up on it, dog (Ooh...)
Excuses (Everybody gots one)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses, excuses {She dont} (She dont)
Excuses (She aint got time for them)
Excuses (So dont fill her mind with them)
Excuses (Huh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Excuses (No, no, no), excuses {She dont} (She dont
wanna)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no excuses)
Excuses (Ooh, she dont wanna)
Excuses (Come on)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them), excuses {She
dont}
Excuses (She aint got time, huh, she dont feel them)
Excuses (Ooh, ooh, she dont deserve)
Excuses (No, huh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Excuses, excuses (She dont wanna) {She dont}
Excuses
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When You're Making Up
When you're making up,
Make it good.
Make it to erase.
All things misunderstood.
When you're making up,
Let go and let be,
Don't redo those little details...
Of disharmony.
Dismiss and let it show,
That forgiveness is the key.
Dismiss and let it show,
To forget is to succeed.
When you're making up,
Dismiss to distance what has been.
When you're making up,
Recharge with a redoing to begin again.
When you're making up,
Promise and mean it to let the past end.
When you're making up...
Don't re-ignite details,
To hang on or bring up in argument to mention.
When you're making up,
Make it good.
Make it to erase.
All things misunderstood.
When you're making up,
Let go and let be,
Don't redo those little details...
To retrace with a ceasing of disharmony.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Are A Marked Person
Control your thoughts. Your feelings, your emotions, your desires and you control your life, your destiny. Many sayings go like this or are different versions of it. There is too much control and too little understanding, love, empathy and wisdom already, I say, Connect to your depths, to your heart, to God, to the source, be your self, be your destiny. Your pain, your fears, your mistakes, the pains you suffered is God's, is life, is creation letting you know that it believes in you so now you have more understanding to really assist others through their pain. Your pain is God's way, life's way, your ancestors way of giving you a burning drive that does not go away with tricks, with fake remedies, seductive slogans, paid for spirituality, your are a marked person with an unfolding plan to increase our human wisdom, freedom, intelligence, generosity and love.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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For My Grandma Jean (whom I miss so much)
Thank you,
Thanks for looking after me
Thanks for having someone to look upto and admire
Thanks for giving me time
Thanks for giving me space
Thanks for giving me advice
Thanks for making me laugh
Thanks for making me cry
Thanks for making me sing
Thanks for making me sigh
Thanks for giving me everything you can
Thank you
poem by Adam Owens
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Thanks
Thank you,
Thanks for looking after me
Thanks for having someone to look upto and admire
Thanks for giving me time
Thanks for giving me space
Thanks for giving me advice
Thanks for making me laugh
Thanks for making me cry
Thanks for making me sing
Thanks for making me sigh
Thanks for giving me everything you can
Thank you
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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Unified Understanding
People wish to keep their entitlements.
But unwilling to have a dime from them,
Invested to be spent.
People want their quality of life maintained.
Without a sacrifice from them solicited.
Although they approve with recommendation, ,
The sight of others suffering.
People self righteous and self centered,
Think of this life...
As their means to profit and benefit exclusively.
And when their delusions are crushed by nature...
That's the only time they seek,
A unified understanding with a giving to get...
From others...an undeserved empathy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pains Of Predjudice
I have experienced pain
Undeserving and vivid pain
Pains of rejection and pains prejudice
Pain when my rights were wronged.
Pains while others endure undue harm
My heart aches, my mind bruised
From pains of emotional abuse.
I have seen and experienced it
Read about it, still living it.
Pains of prejudice.
poem by C. Albert Andrews
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Stars Of Hunger Documentaries
Even emerging from the darkest of shadows,
Voices making demands are heard.
The accumulation of nonsense,
Has given those usually unseen...
Encouragement to speak.
With a highlighting of their unknown needs.
Those who would normally ignore,
Their neighbors next door...
Come to make unexpected visits.
To sit and chat to barter in exchange,
Complaints about how their lives have changed.
And those who have remained,
In the open and destitute...
Seem to be given less empathy,
As their numbers increase.
Knowing the moans heard...
Come from those who are newly arriving,
Upon the scene.
Making their decades of living in poverty,
Less of a concern.
And many of them had become stars,
Of hunger documentaries.
At least getting an opportunity to eat,
While being filmed.
Who would have ever thought that their plight,
Would become less lucrative as an image.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Giving People Love to Seek
Sometimes it just gets in the way,
All that empathy paid...
By the giving people loving,
Seeking someone to save.
Sometimes it just gets in the way,
All that empathy paid...
By the giving people loving,
Seeking someone to save.
Sometimes it takes a bravery,
To keep what is said...
To oneself to keep oneself,
Peaceful instead.
Sometimes it takes a bravery,
To keep what is said...
To oneself to keep oneself,
Peaceful instead.
All that misery to grieve,
Causes to keep...
Pain-and-the agony,
Tea poured to heat!
All that misery to grieve,
Causes to keep...
Pain-and-the agony,
Tea poured to heat!
Get away from people...
Who refuse to know peace.
Just,
Get away from people...
Who refuse to know peace.
Sometimes it just gets in the way,
All that empathy paid...
By the giving people loving,
Seeking someone to save.
But giving people love to seek,
People in need.
Yes those giving people love to seek,
People in need.
The giving people love to seek,
People in need.
And people getting satisfaction,
Pursue beliefs!
And people getting satisfaction,
Pursue beliefs!
The people getting satisfaction,
Pursue beliefs!
And the people getting satisfaction,
Seem more at peace!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some Feel It Their Duty
To validate someone else's insecurities,
Seems such an injustice...
To bestow on another,
With an approval done of their limitations.
We all have our doubts and fears,
As part of experiencing life.
To grow with the understanding,
That faith kept devoted in pray...
Will remove those uptight feelings.
To leave us feeling alright.
About ourselves and our lives!
However,
Some feel it their duty...
To campaign for empathy and understanding.
And frankly,
No one living their own life...
Has that time to give!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Math
I really hate math
its the hardest thing in my path
making my head hurt
these numbers I have to sort
making my head work
barely understanding the homework
the work I hate
but the teacher I appreciate
giving it all my best
why can't I give it a rest?
I feel like giving up
felling like a helpless pup
that will yelp
asking for help!
poem by Angel Valdez
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My Worst Enemy
my worst enemy is within me
an anger trying to be set free
i have hidden it for many a year
because it is full of fear.
the fear of telling what i see and feel
emotions that are very real.
real to the point of no return.
but! screaming for this voice to be heard.
this anger that's inside of me is when i see children
going through their aches and pains.
in a world that they did not create
let's help them before it's too late
there are children starving all around the earth
if this is what we have to offer
why did we allow the birth?
as adults we should see-that all we're offering is poverty.
i don't believe in abortion-i believe in life.
so let us think about it'twice'.
think of it all you can-and let's start giving a helping hand.
poem by Louis Rams
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Facts Have Been Subtracted
Regardless of those statements you've made,
To anyone who has given you time to listen.
I was the one who accepted your blemishes and flaws.
I had been the one,
Giving you time to disrespect mine.
And I was the one...
To turn my back on another one of your excuses.
And I am sure any empathy you have manged to gather,
Facts have been subtracted...
From your version and depiction of truth.
And of this I am certain from witnessing your past.
Since your routine suffers from a much needed update.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bouncing Pony
Joey is an adventurous little boy
A bouncing pony is his birthday present
Grandpa Joe’s heart is filled with joy.
Let me help you into the saddle to enjoy
Youthful squeals eagerly express intent
Joey is an adventurous little boy
Into the stirrups Joey’s feet are employed
Energy is engaged one hundred percent
Grandpa Joe’s heart is filled with joy.
Reins are grasped by a miniature cowboy…
The eager steed bolts and away they went
Joey is an adventurous little boy.
The spirits of two generations join as one…
Their smiles and laughter are frequent
Grandpa Joe’s heart is filled with joy.
Motion slows as Joey dismounts and runs
Bouncing onto Grandpa’s lap and giving a hug
Joey is an adventurous little boy
Grandpa Joe’s heart is filled with joy.
(9/10/07)
poem by Theresa Ann Moore
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Pursuit Ghost Echo Events Spectral Stalk
pursuit ghost echo events
still seek prey upon lives
persistently persecuted souls
among us who hear hounds
are haunted by ghost sounds
sounds we dread heard sounds
others told us of heard
in nights that never end
dramatic event defined
memories horrific nights
replay in trapped details
haunting aging memories
violence harass stalks years
sliver glass sharp daggers
pierce fragile victim minds
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Your Troubles?
Your troubles?
You fed upon them to addict.
Aches and pains you carry to bear?
Your stubbornness ensured,
They would remain right there.
You listened but did not take,
Advice and suggestions...
From others you believed irritated.
And now you've discovered,
Those 'pity pits' you face...
Will not go away.
To be with you as if to stay.
Your troubles?
You fed upon them to addict.
Aches and pains you carry to bear?
Your stubbornness ensured,
They would remain right there.
Leaving those who once cared...
Not to!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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