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Unwavering Commitment

At the end of the day,
Despite the conditions of the weather...
I know him to be reliable.
He will be there!
Accountable for his actions.

On the other hand,
If the Sun is shining...
She will come to make a good speech.
And 'if' the fees should increase,
Her patriotism is not to be denied.

If I was to decide,
Who would lead and guide my interests with pride?
It will definitely be the one,
Who has shown a command with leadership...
When those storm clouds come with unwavering commitment.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Do Not Have To Apologize

You do not have to apologize, I understand;
You do not have to explain your actions, I do not require one;
You do not have go over what we had once planned,
Because we both were not ready, yet now desire one!
What we are supposed to do, is whatever you decide,
I will be with you all the way, and be there with pride
I shall, all the way-never wavering in my fidelity
Toward you, despite what has occured-this does naught for our futurity,
But repeat our mistakes of the past, in not forgetting them!
Only when you allow the past and others to decide, are you letting them
Decide the life that you lead, and not them-it is not their's to question-
Once more Beloved, God wants you to Truly know, that this is the lesson
That He wishes to impart to both of us, as part of the same lesson, Planned-
And we must be obedient to His every Wish for us, to His every Command!

poem by Maurice Harris
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I Am Not Proud Of My Country

I love my Homeland Country and of it's scenic sights I sing
But I don't say I am proud to be Irish as proud has a patriotic ring
And those who feel proud of their Country often go that step too far
As pride leads to patriotism and patriotism leads to war.

I have never waved my Country's flag at parade or football game
And I am not Proud of my country though I love it just the same
For pride and love are different as different as can be
And pride that leads to patriotism has never appealed to me.

Some people on flag post in their front yard fly their Country's flag
And I am proud of my Country you hear them proudly brag
But others worthiness and cultures they never could embrace
And without saying so they are telling you that ours is a superior race.

I am proud of my Country you will never hear me say
Though many feel that pride and patriotism are good and quite okay
But how many young men have died in wars due to patriotic pride
Love brings people together whilst pride and patriotism divide.

I have never been a soldier or had honours to my name
And I am not Proud of my Country though I love it just the same
And those who feel proud of their Country can take that step too far
For pride leads to patriotism and patriotism can lead to war.

poem by Francis Duggan
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That Depends On the Enlightenment of Your Consciousness

How much more pain can you endure?
That's a good question!
How much more would you like?
Would you like that with or without an appetitizer?

You seem to prefer your suffering done,
With a full voicing of complaint.
You seem to have awaited,
The moment of its infliction.
Then you began...
A whining without constraint!

How much more pain can you endure?
How much more would you like?
When did you decide,
That an enduring of it...
Brought to you more dignity?
And enhanced your pride in others' eyes?

How much more pain can you endure?
You seem to enjoy it with cocktails.
Or at least with others,
Who feel their afflictions...
Increases a degree of a perceived patriotism!
And of course...
No end appears in sight for your noble sacrifice.

How much more pain can you endure?
That's a good question!
But I am sure,
When you begin to hold yourself accountable for it...
You will awaken to discover,
The foolishness of your decision.
And those you believed had your best interests...
Kept you in pain to obtain their own gains!

And how much of their gain,
Can you endure at your expense?
That depends on the enlightenment of your consciousness.
And your willingness to seek some answers,
When you have been detoxed from your addiction!
Without the need to martyr or bleed away,
Your right to a peace of mind...
That has obviously become no one's concern!
And this is a lesson,
You aren't the only one...
That has to learn!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Decide You Will Lead

You can choose to remove confusion.
You can also refuse to accept to lose...
With a bit of hope used and faith proven.
Anything done to do to prove to oneself...
Is possible to touch and see happen.

You can choose to remove confusion,
And a doubting mood that comes to bother you...
To restrict with a bitter attitude,
To stay fixed in a temperment...
Leaving you to pout in solitude.

Anything is possible.
Even having the patience to wait to see grass grow.
Anything is possible.
If you do not try,
How will you know?

Take a stand,
And command...
With a decision to lead.
And you can.
You can.

Take a stand,
And command...
With a decision to lead.
And you can.
You can.

Anything is possible,
Decide you will lead.
And you can.
You can.

Anything is possible,
Decide you will lead.
And you can.
You can.

Take a stand,
And command...
You'll take the lead.
And you can.
You can.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Before We Know It

We've got to fight for our interests,
And way of life.

We must continue to fight for our rights,
And maintain our dignity...
Throughout this crisis.

'He's too arrogant.
Too sharp and too wise.
He's too likeable and popular.
Too possessed with leadership qualities.
Sincere and honest and disciplined too.
And extremely intelligent as well.
He is just too efficent!
Too capable, responsible and accountable,
For his actions.
And yet he can not produce for us,
A video tape of his birth.
Or the moment of his conception.
Who here can say they have actually seen him,
Use any toilet, brush his teeth or has seen him nude! ?
How do we know he is who he says he is?
Besides that African connection!
Today...
Everybody wants to go back to Africa.
Nobody knew the place existed,
Before Bo Dereck created the braid and dread lock look!

We must protect and fight for our interests!
Before we know it...
They will be claiming and taking away,
'All' of our creations!
Including our electronic gagets..
And foreign cars we love to drive.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The individual is not accountable to society for his actions in so far as these concern the interests of no person but himself.

quote by John Stuart Mill
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In our system leadership is by consent, not command. To lead a President must persuade. Personal contacts and experiences help shape his thinking. They can be critical to his persuasiveness and thus to his leadership.

quote by Donald Rumsfeld
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Unwavering Fear

Nothing seems wrong
All is right
Perfect as can be

But in an instant
Fast yet slow
Lond but short

Everthing changes
Nothing's the same
Everything's gone wrong

All happiness and perfection gone
Like a candlelight blown out
Like the petals of a flower in a strong wind

Unwavering fear
Enters our body
Consumes the heart in a suffocating asthma

Unwavering fear
Makes your actions wrong
For your brain is gone

Unwavering fear
Makes you think things
Negatively and sourly

Predictions of the future
Once so beautiful and happy
Now full of horror and despair

Unwavering fear
Makes sleep impossible
For days on end

Unwavering fear
A suicide in the making
Just waiting for the final push

Unwavering fear
Heartache and sorrow
Shall be my last feelings

Before I take my own life
All thanks to
Unwavering fear

poem by Virginia Cairns
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In This Weather, In This Windy Storm

In this weather, in this windy storm,
I would never have sent the children out;
They were carried outside -
I could say nothing about it!

In this weather, in this roaring storm,
I would never have let the children out.
I was afraid they had falllen ill,
but these thoughts are now idle.

In this weather, in this cruel storm,
I would never have let the children out;
I was worried they would die the next day -
but this is now no concern.

In this weather, in this cruel storm,
I would never have sent the children out;
They were carried outside -
I could say nothing about it!

In this weather, in this roaring, cruel storm,
they rest as they did in their mother's house:
they are frightened by no storm,
and are covered by the hand of God.

poem by Friedrich Rückert
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A Hand To Hold

A hand to hold
An ear to listen
A heart to love
A mind thoughtful
A soul to stand beside
Ever present, reliable
the unchanging desire
untroubled by the weather
steadfast through any storm
a voice gently speaking
you are not alone
for here you have
a hand to hold

poem by Matthew Holloway
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What About My Image?

But you've graduated from high school.
Why is it that you desire to go back?

'I felt safe in those days.
It was easy for me not to be accountable,
For anything.
And when I blamed someone else for something I did...
At least I could hide my deceit and was believed.
But today...
People are trying to make me responsible,
For my own actions.
And...
I have 'never' done that before!
I'm not use to having fingers pointed at me.'

Well...
You know eventually that is going to happen.

'I know.
I can't even blame 'them' for anything anymore.'

Just be prepared to fix everything you've done.

'Are you kidding?
Be responsible for my own actions?
Be accountable and admit my faults?
But...but...
What about my image? '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Take My Hand, Precious Lord

(words & music by thomas a. dorsey)
Precious lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
Im tired, Im weak, Im lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
When my way grows drear precious lord linger near
When my light is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call
Hold my hand lest I fall
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
When the darkness appears and the night draws near
And the day is past and gone
At the river I stand
Guide my feet, hold my hand
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
Precious lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
Im tired, Im weak, Im lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home

song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Very Disconcerting

Please,
Don't interpret my dislike for his policies...
As being a statement against him,
Personally.

I think everyone in this neighborhood will say,
He is a good and honest person.
However...
Because he prefers to see weeds,
Growing in his backyard to be noticeable...
Throughout the neigborhood,
Brings the value of our properties down.

'But...
He has challenged all of you in court,
To accuse all of you of discrimination.
What do you have to say about that.'

That is very disconcerting.

'Why? '

Not one of us have allergies to flowers.
Or the smell of cut grass.

'What do you think about his running,
To hold public office...
To represent your interests? '

That again is a conflict of interests.
On one hand he says he wishes to represent us.
And on the other hand,
Our interest is to protect what we value.

'Which is? '

The declining values of our properties...
Which he has directly caused.

'But 'why' do you think he is doing this? '

We all believe he has chosen to take this route,
Because the tenant association has agreed...
To increase the gardener's salary,
We all pay as a maintenance fee...
To keep our front and backyards up to standards.
As is documented in our home ownership policies.

'His actions make little sense.'

You know it. I know it. We all know it.
But those who are not familiar with our situation,
Will probably earn him their sympathy votes.
And he will eventually win.
With the twisting of rules to have the law on his side.

'This is crazy! '

You know it. I know it. We all know it.
But when has the spreading of propaganda,
Had anything to do with actual fact?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Take My Hand Precious Lord

Precious lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
Im tired, Im weak, Im lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
When my way grows drear precious lord linger near
When my light is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call
Hold my hand lest I fall
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
When the darkness appears and the night draws near
And the day is past and gone
At the river I stand
Guide my feet, hold my hand
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
Precious lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
Im tired, Im weak, Im lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home

song performed by by Nina Simone
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You must love those you lead before you can be an effective leader. You can certainly command without that sense of commitment, but you cannot lead without it.

quote by Eric Shinseki
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Oklahoma Clouds

The clouds in Oklahoma send
So many messages to me
You don’t need to watch for weather
On the weather channel on TV

You see their puffy whiteness
And you know right at a glance
For now there is no rain in sight
Not even a slight chance

They gather all together and make
A picture in the sky
At times they are so beautiful that
They make me want to cry

And then, my friend, we get
A sky of a sooty black
A storm of new dimensions
Is about to make an attack

Oklahoma clouds are so amazing
And in sunrises and sunsets
They add to delicious colors
The prettiest sky you’ll ever get!

poem by Marilyn Lott
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Strength In Leadership

Strength in leadership,
And commitment to rhetoric...
As the dollar value slips.
Leaving harder times to come and exist!
Has nothing to do with who has image.
That ego massaged has caused this rift!
Creating an estrangement of realities.

People have had it and are getting sick.
Hidden corruption and blatant greed...
Has only delivered a few this bliss.
And those who have been against this ssshhh...

'It...
Does not make a difference.
Sacrifices influenced and made,
Today has taken savings of money away.
Strength in leadership has camouflaged to hide...
A catastrophe that avalanches to bleed an economy dry!
And a lack of confidence,
No matter who now lies to convince this mindlessness.

Even if wished...
We can not rid ourselves of none of these conflicts!
Why?
'WHY? '
Some ask as if to be answered.
As if a strength in leadership...
Will cure their ailments and other illnesses quick.
When they who raised these questions...
Praising those crazed.
Welcomed all it!
And ignored nonconformists who resisted,
The actions of these defective movements.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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Rights And Wrongs

The edge of a right is again in command,
Open the doors to wounds and deliver the praise.
The country sells prices high, the region of birth
For many of the land of the people.
The actions and acts resolve as speech,
Common speech has raised the audience,
But royal speech will speak fully like the military.
Ideas drive me to command the loyal, dignified,
The backs of a jar damage the held law
As it splits not showing the description on its front,
This image of beauty so broken by now.
Rights are right, and wrongs are levels of stupor,
Yokes of the egg shall mix and create the omelette of taste.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Lead Me, Guide Me

(words & music by doris akers)
Lead me oh lord, wont you lead me
I am tired and I need thy strength and power
To guide me over my darkest hour
For just open my eyes that I may see
Lead me oh lord, wont you lead me
Lead me, guide me along the way
For if you lead me I cannot stray
Or just open my eyes that I may see
Lead me oh lord, wont you lead me
I am lost if you take your hand from me
I am blind without try light to see
Lord just always let me thy servant be
Lead me oh lord, wont you lead me
Lead me, guide me along the way
For if you lead me I cannot stray
Lord just open my eyes that I may see
Lead me oh lord, wont you lead me

song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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