Unpredictable
You do not know me.
And each time you and others,
Do your assessments...
You become disappointed,
By the results you get.
Something you discover,
Offends your beliefs.
But no time have you spent,
Connecting your assumptions...
To a specificness that exists.
You do not know me.
And each time you and others,
Do your assessments...
You become disappointed,
By the results you get.
And you find yourself in discussions,
With others who assess...
Beliefs addressed,
Which have been confirmed...
By the uselessness of whispered innuendos.
And it doesn't bother me one bit,
To know this tolerance you live with...
Defines your own existence permitted.
And I can see how you qualify me,
As unpredictable.
It is a relief and I thank you,
For that determination....
You have researched.
Perhaps next time you will approach me,
And together we can converse.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Constructive Criticisms
I appreciate your assessments.
And the time you have given.
But guess what?
'What? '
The value I have placed on my life,
With the knowledge and comprehension...
Of my true identity that took me years to find,
With adjustments made to upgrade my mind.
And what I have obtained in the gaining of it,
Does not depend on your assessments.
Or your vocal beliefs on how I can achieve,
Your acceptance.
'I was just offering constructive criticisms.'
And I was offering my time,
To tell you not to continue the wasting of yours.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Have No Similar Interests
You have spent your time attacking my beliefs.
But it is your beliefs that now attack you.
Not once did I ever say,
You should do things my way.
However...
Your way,
Done...
Lead to your undoing.
You have spent your time attacking my beliefs.
But it is your beliefs that now attack you.
You had fast backing from a society.
Many professed as normal.
The one that sets standards...
With values to achieve.
You also had 'close' friends,
You spent time with.
I lived in my own 'world'.
And your laughter persisted.
Until it recently has drifted,
Away.
You have spent your time attacking my beliefs.
But it is your beliefs that attack now you.
Not once did I ever say,
You should do things my way.
However...
Your way,
Done...
Lead to your undoing.
Why am I now,
Getting your unanswered calls?
We have no similar interests.
None that bestows a wish,
To speak to you.
And all that I have gone through...
I just let my telephone ring.
Often to go unnoticed.
Any hellos I wish to here...
Are personal and exchanged,
When I am near...
From ear to ear.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It Should Come to Go Unrecognized
I could care less,
About your obsessions...
And assessments,
You qualify yourself to test.
There are so many restless like you.
With low self esteem,
Brewing rude and crude attitudes.
You're joking right?
You think If I spend time with you...
You'd be someone I like?
Someone to renew a lost appetite?
Did you fall out of bed...
And hit your head last night?
I could care less,
About your obsessions...
And assessments,
You qualify yourself to test.
There is no interest in you,
At best...
On levels I'm pursuing.
The undoing what you did has been done!
You've made that quite clear.
And I've healed from shedding tears!
But I see you're still absorbed...
In perfecting an ego I've long ignored!
Remember...
You were the one who cheated on me!
You were the one then who said I was b-o-r-i-n-g!
'A snore a moment! ', as I recall.
When maturity comes,
It is not welcomed by all.
Especially if it should come,
To go unrecognized!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Is A Reason And Rhyme That Connects
No one should assume,
They know someone so well...
As to take their expression of concern,
For granted.
Or believe they have stopped doing it,
Because that person is in an attitude...
And has exclusively to them shown this.
For no apparent reason.
And they have expressed this 'moodiness',
Before in the past to them.
If someone is taken for granted like that,
With beliefs that have not been validated.
But has been treated indifferently as time progresses,
By those with unfounded beliefs they hold onto...
They can also assume,
That a concern once expressed...
Will not again be addressed,
By someone who has stopped caring...
Less,
What it is that they believe.
Eventually those assumptions held in their minds,
Will connect to find...
Someone that has been dismissed,
To them has been genuine.
There is a reason and rhyme that connects,
To everything with time given it that takes place.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Interlude We Are Doing In The Sharing Of Our Perceptions
Name 'one' time,
I disagreed with your beliefs.
Name...
If you can,
That one time...
I went ahead with a disrespecting done,
Of what you said.
'Just last week,
You told me my faith was bogus.
And two weeks before that...
You told me I wasted time,
Trying to find comraderie amongst those,
Obviously hypocrites who deceived with their lies.
A month ago,
You said to me...'
Wait just one minute!
Name 'one' time,
I disagreed with your beliefs.
Name...
If you can,
That one time...
I went ahead with a disrespecting done,
Of what you said.
I said 'one' time!
You are just like the others.
Always trying to find fault.
And I am not like that at all.
I did NOT disagree with your beliefs.
You misunderstood my observations given...
As opinions.
And I merely made strong recommendations,
With suggestions you should take.
I am never one to be opinionated!
You see...
That's how people misinterpret,
Innocently exchanged communication.
'So what is it that we are sharing now? '
An interlude we are doing in the sharing of perceptions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Life
Everyone's afraid of their own life.
If you could be anything you want I bet you'd be disappointed.
am I right?
No one really knows the ones they love.
If you knew everything they thought I bet you'd wish that they'd just shut
up.
Well you were the dull sound of sharp math when you were alive.
Not ones gonna play the harp when you die.
And if I had a nickel for every damn dime I might have half the time.
do you mind?
Everyone's afraid of their own life.
If you could be anything you want I bet you'd be disappointed.
am I right?
It's hard to remember we're alive for the first time.
It's hard to remember we're alive for the last time.
It's hard to remember to live before you die.
It's hard to remember that our lives are such a short time.
It's hard to remember what it takes such a long time.
It's hard to remember to live before you die.
It's hard to remember.
My mom's god is a woman and my mom she is a witch.
I fought this.
My hell comes from inside comes from inside myself.
Why fight this.
Everyone's afraid of their own life.
If you could be anything you want I bet you'd be disappointed.
am I right?
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Multi-Tasking
Okay!
I agree.
So I'm silly.
So I am ignorant, foolish and out of touch.
Is the emphasis on your assessments,
Delivered to bother me?
Or are they spoken to convince yourself,
Eventually I will accept you as an authority...
Of good taste you wish not to see go to waste?
Which is it?
Or...
Is this your way of seeking a companion to dominate?
And you are hoping that my willingness to listen to you...
Will feed an argument to manipulate my time?
With a dictating of beliefs to disturb a conflict,
Perceived by you to be identified in my mind?
Which is it?
You should know by now I have mastered multi-tasking!
And if you have not noticed...
I have an abundance of patience to deal with several distractions.
Don't leave.
I'm in need of your sense of humor!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lives
Everyones afraid of their own life.
If you could be anything you want I bet youd be disappointed.
Am I right?
No one really knows the ones they love.
If you knew everything they thought I bet youd wish that theyd just shut
Up.
Well you were the dull sound of sharp math when you were alive.
Not ones gonna play the harp when you die.
And if I had a nickel for every damn dime I might have half the time.
Do you mind?
Everyones afraid of their own life.
If you could be anything you want I bet youd be disappointed.
Am I right?
Its hard to remember were alive for the first time.
Its hard to remember were alive for the last time.
Its hard to remember to live before you die.
Its hard to remember that our lives are such a short time.
Its hard to remember what it takes such a short time.
Its hard to remember to live before you die.
Its hard to remember.
My moms God is a woman and my mom she is a witch.
I like this.
My hell comes from inside comes from inside myself.
Why fight this.
Everyones afraid of their own life.
If you could be anything you want I bet youd be disappointed.
Am I right?
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Beliefs
I watch you gather round and pray
Its something I can feel
I hear you chant every other day
I think its not quite real
Covered up so close
So as not to see
Are you happy are you happy this way
Stop and look around the world
So many different ways to see ourselves
Is it right or wrong
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
A distance that is more than miles
Such a long long way
Its fine for men to be westernised
Will a woman ever see that day
Maybe maybe its not for me to understand
Do you think do you think
Do you think its better that way
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
Stop and look around the world
So many different ways to see ourselves
Is it right or wrong
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
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Beliefs
I watch you gather round and pray
Its something I can feel
I hear you chant every other day
I think its not quite real
Covered up so close
So as not to see
Are you happy are you happy this way
Stop and look around the world
So many different ways to see ourselves
Is it right or wrong
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
A distance that is more than miles
Such a long long way
Its fine for men to be westernised
Will a woman ever see that day
Maybe maybe its not for me to understand
Do you think do you think
Do you think its better that way
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
Stop and look around the world
So many different ways to see ourselves
Is it right or wrong
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
To put your beliefs on me
To put your beliefs on me
I dont want to live that way
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Aggravating Children
Those who repeatedly rely upon immature techniques,
With expectations to receive the same results achieved...
Are those who can be found weeping in disbelief,
To discover few have tolerance...
For the ones who have physically aged with time,
But in their minds they remain aggravating children.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not Filled With Depictions Of Angst
There are those who state,
My writing for them is not 'ethnic' enough.
It is not filled with depictions of angst!
Or emotionally committed to keep attached,
To that sought embittered foaming at the mouth.
Like others who look about to remain,
In limitations.
And I have never sought to make excuses,
To live a life I've been blessed to be given.
And many who are disappointed by their existence...
I've never felt cursed to be denied by those wicked.
Those wishing to sell me negativity!
I don't keep myself sold on that.
I've never wished to use my ethnicity...
As a means to gain sympathy,
With beliefs to accpet I was born subservient.
And to this day I can not perceive,
To whom subservient I would be.
I've never invested my time to accept...
'I am better than you are business.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Voices of Disappointed Children
Listen to their arguments.
And their justification,
To seeth within with pent up anger.
And you will hear the voices,
Of disappointed children!
Learning their existence and beliefs,
Have been based upon deep rooted lies.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Balanced Life
Hello party person.
How’s your love life?
Still on honeymoon?
How goes de studies?
How goes de assessments?
How goes de courses?
Hello firefly.
You light in
and out a lot.
A balanced life.
Time for work.
Time for studies.
Time for leisure.
A time
and a season
for all things.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Unlikely Penitence
Points had to be impressed upon,
proven and put to test
Oblivious you may have seemed
but the results were manifest
No one were permitted perspectives,
but your own standpoint
Dammed most associations
lest some proffered a counterpoint
What good is penitence
after inflicted damage has been made
Too late is to darn the fabric
which with time has since frayed
All your vain assumptions
had no substance whatsoever at all
Your adamant kind of convictions will
play truant in need of recall
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Aint What You Do
(s. oliver/j. young)
When I was a kid, about half past three
My ma said daughter, come here to me
Says, things may come and things may go
But this is one thing you ought to know
(chorus1)
Aint what you do, its the way that you do it (x3)
Thats what gets results
Aint what you do, its time that you do it (x3)
Thats what gets results
You can try hard, dont mean a thing
Take it easy, easy, in the jiven swing
Aint what you do, its the place that you do it
Aint what you do, its the time that you do it
Aint what you do, its the way that you do it
Thats what gets results
Youve learned your abcs, youve learned your dfgs
But this is something you dont learn in school
So get your hip boots on, and then you carry on
But remember not to try too hard or it dont mean a thing
(chorus)
Aint what you do, its the time you do it (2x)
Aint what you sing its the way that you sing it
Thats what gets results (2x)
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Most High On Kingdom's Throne
You may assume it from assumptions fed.
And innuendos whispered,
By those who wish them to spread.
You may even be groomed upon it,
Until for you...
It becomes a craving in your head.
But know this...
From my lips not whispered,
You will never defeat me!
You know why?
My life is not based upon opinions told,
Rumors or babbled smattered...
With a smearing of lies.
And while you are asleep with visions to defeat me,
I am awake to salivate upon teachings I feed and seek.
Where?
At the feet where my Father sits Most High,
On Kingdom's Throne.
And people like me are welcomed to greet and meet,
The Almighty.
No matter if we gather together.
Or if it's requested one visits Him alone.
You may assume it from assumptions fed.
And innuendos whispered,
By those who wish them to spread.
But know this...
Defeating the children taught by my Father,
May be your wish.
However...
Where my Father sits Most High on Kingdom's Throne,
Fantasies like yours do not exist.
You may assume it from assumptions fed.
And innuendos whispered,
By those who wish them to spread.
But know this...
Where my Father sits Most High on Kingdom's Throne,
Fantasies like yours do not exist.
Or are even known.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do It! Let Go
Spinning out of control?
With a slipping away from myths,
Once followed so bold?
Growing more disappointed,
By those beliefs you were told?
And everyone seems to have lost a faith,
Making it hard to decipher from...
That which is real and what is faked!
And as of this date,
No chances have you made,
To reveal your true fate?
Do it!
Let go.
You have already convinced yourself,
That which you had is no longer in your grasp...
With beliefs what you had will always last.
Do it!
Let go.
The only thing you will be guaranteed to lose,
Will be your delusions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unexpected Absence
They are here!
The results...
Pleasured by those needs teasing,
And feeding...
As they bleed from the taking of risks!
And they are here,
The offspring...
Of those misguided teachings,
We...
You and I encouraged to try,
This craving taste of a way of life...
Lived!
As taught,
With little self examination.
And brought to deliver...
As a means to prevail.
With perfected implementation.
And they are here...
The results!
Of those quick to heat passions.
They are here...
Without the cheering done.
There is an unexpected absence of it!
And we have been overcomed...
By a deafening disrespect given.
And they...
Are here to crush,
Whatever it was we thought with beliefs...
Was our right to give to nourish,
A glow to forever flourish.
That would manifest a harvesting of inspiration!
And they are here,
The results...
To prove,
So wrong has been our self righteousness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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