We Shall Recover and We Must
It has become very easy for 'some' social misfits...
To blame their insecurities,
And atrocious misdeeds...
On the lack of attention given to them,
By their ancestors, parents...
And equally crazed friends.
And they wont have to look far,
To find those defending them.
With high profiled psychologists...
Seeking from a weeping nation,
To uncover deep sympathy...
Commited by these beasts,
For their anti-social sins.
' We must explore from the depths of our beliefs,
A forgiveness for these vicious attacks.
We shall all recover,
And we must...
From the pain that has been caused to us,
By such heinous acts.
And we should not blame our way of life,
It is not 'us' but 'them'.
And remember that!
Afterall,
No one listening to this...
Should be,
Or should be made to feel...
Responsible.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Put The Blame On Me
(words & music by twomey - wise - blagman)
If they say we were doin wrong
If they say we were out too long
Well, you can say
My arms were just too strong
Put the blame, put the blame on me
Felt so good when I held you tight
Couldnt stop when we kissed goodnight
So if they tell us we dont heave the right
Put the blame, put the blame on me
What I feel is deep inside
This is real and I wont hide
Go ahead, use my name
Ill be proud to take the blame
You just did what I made you do
You love me and I love you
So if the way they talk can bother you
Put the blame, put the blame on me
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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No mercy 4 da heartbreaker
So fast, so soon is how I’ve fallen.
Fallen in love with you.
And yet I doubt you’ll believe that.
Not after the heartbreak I caused.
What is there to say?
We’ve said it all
And after all is said and alone.
The blame it always be on me
Your friends, my friends, u and I
We all blame me
So fast, so soon is how my happiness has disappeared
But then who will believe me?
Who will believe the tears?
I guess no sympathy for me
After all who has sympathy for a heartbreaker
Even when she is heartbroken herself.
No matter what.
poem by Ayisha Ibrahim
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No Longer Is That Scent Addicting
I've been profiled and monitored.
Suspected for steps I took.
And accused of those,
I lay too fast asleep to make.
Whipped nuts with minds burning up,
Are quickly crushing themselves...
From beliefs they keep unchanged.
Slipping grips on fed delusions.
And rapidly going insane!
I've been profiled and monitored.
Suspected for steps I took.
And accused of those,
I lay too fast asleep to make.
And criticized for living my life.
With judgements made that I was crazed.
But my eyes beheld the decadence and blight...
Those who invited,
While ostracizing the ones they opposed...
Who had been right.
To leave them emotionally abandoned.
While a rejoicing in ignorance...
Excited in the darkest of nights.
Now they fight each other to spite in self hatred!
With accusations made and placed...
Upon me and others of colored face.
And those who sympathize with a guarded pace.
I hear the ones seeking,
And wishing for me to come to their aid.
I hear the voices ask forgiveness.
But how can that be done?
I am not the 'One' who comes to save!
When I,
Like the others...
Have accepted we've been shunned.
The 'gift' the evildoers gave.
I've been profiled and monitored.
Suspected for steps I took.
And accused of those,
I lay too fast asleep to make.
And now I find I am too loyal,
To break away from my own escape!
For a return to a burning...
Once inside me yearning.
But no longer is that scent addicting.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Expensive Polished Acrylic Nails
No...
I can not blame them at all.
If children today,
Can not write or read.
Lack discipline and have an abscence of respect.
Lay lazily around the house,
Or move from website to website...
With the ease of a mouse.
Nor can I find fault with them...
For not knowing how to wash a dish,
Sweep or mop a floor...
Or know what hangers in their closets,
Are used for.
But skilled I know they are at this...
Smoking pot and drinking alcohol.
And returning home late,
Anytime they wish!
Irresponsible, yes.
And unaccountable too.
Why the attention is placed upon their teachers in schools?
Does not baffle anymore.
Parents and guardians...
And those monitoring dysfunctions,
Are quick to intellectualize...
The causes of anti-social behavior.
And getting paid high salaries for it too!
But somehow,
None of them seem to have a clue...
That common sense has been distant from their theories!
And the finger pointing that they do?
Is not surprisingly being done...
With loud mouths opened.
And hands manicured and expensive...
Waving in the air,
Those spotted and polished acrylic nails!
And THAT is a guarantee.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: Why Blame?
Why blame the eagle for its swoop on mice?
Why blame the tiger for hunting its prey?
Why blame the drug-peddler for playing dice?
Why blame the donkey when it can but bray?
Why blame the wind that makes the branches sway?
Why blame the snake for its poison-fangs?
Why blame the sun for a hot summer’s day?
Why blame the police for the thieving gangs?
Why blame the night for being dark and cold?
Why blame the devils when they will tempt man?
Why blame our fate when we are getting old?
Why blame the Maker for how Man began?
Why blame the circumstances for our sins?
Why blame the tongue, whenever our words mince?
7-30-2002
poem by John Celes
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Who Will You Blame
When you have no one to blame
Then who will you blame
For your suffering and your pain,
Would you blame it on GOD
Though to me that would seem odd
But would you, or could you, blame GOD.
When you then begin to suffer
Over hate or pain or some other
And you cant blame it on one or another,
Who will you then decide
That made you suffer and then made you cry
Especially, with no one at your side.
When you are there all alone
Inside of your empty home
And no one can hear you moan,
You are just there
And for you no one does care
So no one offers you a prayer.
When you have made a mistake
Maybe instead of giving you did take
Or maybe something, you did break,
Whose fault will it be
In that part of your destiny
When you cant blame someone, or even me.
Then when you are getting old
And you are carrying a heavy load
And then you catch yourself a terrible cold,
Your family and friends are all gone
So now there is just you, the one
So tell me, can you still continue on.
Your cupboards are now all bare
And all you have is an empty chair
And in your mirror, you see and empty stare,
But now then comes that rain
And now who will you blame
For all your suffering, and all your pain.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Noisy Minds
Accusatory and noisy minds,
Seem to never find their way out of the woods.
And the ones seeking to be understood.
To them...
It has been their childhood, parents or siblings,
That have destroyed a perception they cling onto...
With excuses made as to why they can excuse,
Everything done they do...
By laying the blame on someone else,
For the insecurities they have welcomed.
With a self examination,
Out of the range of questions...
They can not seem to answer.
Or willing to ask of themselves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: Such Blaming is Futile
Why blame poor Death when it does its duty?
Why blame the land for becoming desert?
Why blame Nature for unleashing fury?
Why blame dame Luck for being so inert?
Why blame the Sun for scorching summer’s heat?
Why blame the winter for its freezing cold?
Why blame the Wind for turning land less neat?
Why blame women for asking diamonds, gold?
Why blame the Sky for not bringing the Rain?
Why blame the Air for becoming so foul?
Why blame the nerves for sensation of pain?
Why blame the devils for your sinful soul?
Why blame the Stars for good or bad life brings?
Why blame your God for bad turn of some things?
poem by John Celes
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Remember This Lack of Conscience - 'For Maya Angelou'.
When time goes past and dithers not
One sees the blame that gathers moss
To feel akin with woe as one
I'll forgive myself and you to soldier on
Remember this lack of conscience when we meet
I was violated, raped and beaten within to provide a treat
Remember this lack of conscience when I get out
To see through with vision all I espy
Remember this lack of conscience which will know no bounds
To hideously transform love profound
Remember this lack of conscience when I am free
You will lose and you know me
Remember this lack conscience less you forget
That freedom is precious and not a threat
Remember this lack of conscience when the bars are bent
I will slip out into the depths of crass to vent
Remember this lack of conscience to come
The Devil has a new spawn and drum
Remember this lack of conscience gathering
To prove nothing but give a battering
Remember this lack of conscience wild
It has no remorse just like a child
Remember this lack of conscience like the Hawk
Which draws blood, looks on and gawks
Remember this lack of conscience with the Demon within
It's a Golem to clear the the Evil and get even
Remember this lack of conscience when you renege
The death of love can be ones grave
Remember this lack of conscience and tremor not
No fruit you bear or shall ever to care
Remember this lack of conscience that prevails
The trial is over and you have failed
Remember this lack of conscience and grow
To a woman that a man can know
Remember this lack of conscience that forgave
and now with Love sends you away
For Maya Angelou - ' Remember This Lack of Conscience'.
poem by Azriel Dreams
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People Submerged In Their Insecurities
People submerged in their own insecurities,
Have a constant need to speak of one's race.
Constantly!
And...
The color of one's skin.
And who is responsible for today's racism.
With deceitful confessions,
That these are not part of their 'sins'.
They are!
And that's why they wish to keep it identified.
They are,
Themselves...
On the dark side.
And doing it absent of color.
Or the lack of it shown!
They are...
People submerged in their own insecurities.
And people like these,
Make their presence known!
Even if their actions annoy themselves...
In a collective ignorance that is overblown!
They are...
People who dislike,
People like me.
And others who strip disguises away,
From people submerged...
In a willingness to inflict their own insecurities,
With misdeeds and a hate for self reflection.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Easier To Run
Its easier to run
Replacing this pain with something long
Its so much easier to run
Replace all this pain here all alone
Something has been taken from deep inside of me
The secret Ive been locked away where one could never see
Look so different, never show,
They never go away
Like moving pictures in my head
? ?
[mikes part]
If I could change I would
Take all the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
If I could take all the shame and the pain I would
If I could change I would
Take all the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all the shame and the blame
Its easier to run replacing this pain with something long
Its so much easier to run
Replace all this pain here all alone
Some things I remember but thought the soul bypassed
Bringing back these memories I wish I didnt have
Sometimes I think Im letting go and never looking back
I never really thought so, I never realized?
[mikes part]
If I could change I would
Take all the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
If I could take all the shame and the pain I would
If I could change I would
Take all the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all the shame and the blame
Just watch it in the sun
All of the helplessness as ive
Pretending I dont feel misplaced
Its so much simpler to change
Its easier to run replacing this pain with something long
Its so much easier to run
Replace all this pain here all alone
Its easier to run
If I could change I would
Take all the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made
Its easier to run
If I could change I would
Take all the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all the shame with me
song performed by by Linkin Park
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Gnawing Anger
She sat looking at me,
Not listening to a word.
Every time we talked, she
Said my opinion was absurd—
You should have seen my face;
The anger I showed was a disgrace.
For years, I have lived with such anger,
Gnawing anger, the kind that lingers
Like roadkill. To be sure, I am not stranger
To rage. Its long bony fingers
Have touched my heart many times,
Urging me to commit heinous crimes.
But to blame anyone for my rage is unjust.
No one is responsible for my fury,
Though I may think so, my eyesight is simply blurry
Anger is seeking a new slave;
As for me, I’d rather be brave,
Before anger puts me deep down in a grave.
poem by Kent Holman
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Endorsed Remorse
He was not shooting at the people.
He was shooting at the world.
He wasn't shooting in specifics,
It was from a random frustration...
He unleashed to unfurl.
And everytime I hear these excuses,
Made in the defense of these social misfits...
I've come to realize how quick some are,
To apply their comprehension...
For a call for all,
To forgive their embarrassments!
He was not shooting at the people.
He was shooting at the world.
He wasn't shooting in specifics,
It was from a random frustration...
He unleashed to unfurl.
And psychologists are called,
To calm a public fed on decadence.
With attention to examine...
Their lifestyles spent in ignorance,
But no one should pay at their own expense.
And with accepted intelligence,
The media gives them time to explain...
How certain people amongst them live...
Suffer from stress,
That makes them temporarily insane.
He was not shooting at the people.
He was shooting at the world.
He wasn't shooting in specifics,
It was from a random frustration...
He unleashed to unfurl.
And the business of depicting their enemies,
Continues with alerted threats.
Yet no one with this deluded mindset,
Is described as a terrorist.
With a face splashed over the news,
With a demeaning of their ethnic heritage...
Exclaimed to diminish and to disrespect.
But...
He was not shooting at the people.
He was shooting at the world.
He wasn't shooting in specifics,
It was from a random frustration...
He unleashed to unfurl.
And all need to empathize,
In reminded sympathy
With the giving to him...
Our endorsed remorse.
Especially in 'his' hour of need!
'Huh? '
He is not responsbile.
Our lack to befriend him...
Has resulted in his acts.
'And the others? '
What about the others?
They have the look,
We have decided as guilt.
They have that guilty presence...
They and the rest of their ilk.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No One Is To Blame
You can look at the menu but you just cant eat
You can feel the cushions but you cant have a seat
You can dip your foot in the pool but you cant have a swim
You can feel the punishment but you cant commit the sin
And you want her and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame
You can build a mansion but you just cant live in it
Youre the fastest runner but youre not allowed to win
Some break the rules
And live to count the cost
The insecurity is the thing that wont get lost
And you want her and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame
You can see the summit but you cant reach it
Its the last piece of the puzzle but you just cant make it fit
Doctor says youre cured but you still feel the pain
Aspirations in the clouds but your hopes go down the drain
And you want her and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame
No one ever is to blame
No one ever is to blame
song performed by by Howard Jones
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Blame It On The Stones
Mister marvin middle class is really in a stew
Wondrin what the younger generations coming to
And the taste of his martini doesnt please his bitter tongue
Blame it on the rolling stones.
Blame it on the stones; blame it on the stones
Youll feel so much better, knowing you dont stand alone
Join the accusation; save the bleeding nation
Get it off your shoulders; blame it on the stones
Mother tells the ladies at the bridge club every day
Of the rising price of tranquilizers she must pay
And she wonders why the children never seem to stay at home
Blame it on the rolling stones.
Blame it on the stones; blame it on the stones
Youll feel so much better, knowing you dont stand alone
Join the accusation; save the bleeding nation
Get it off your shoulders; blame it on the stones
Fathers at the office, nightly working all the time
Trying to make the secretary change her little mind
And it bothers him to read about so many broken homes
Blame it on those rolling stones.
Blame it on the stones; blame it on the stones
Youll feel so much better knowing you dont stand alone
Join the accusation; same the bleeding nation
Get it off your shoulders; blame it on the stones
Blame it on the stones, blame it on the stones.
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Hell Is Home
You're looking at me why
Sort of like a leper vibe
Okay for your kind
But it's too good for me
And a hey I know I'm
Never gonna qualify
For all the bullshit
Of your social degrees
Oh look down your noses at me
Hating my identity
Oh but that don't mean a damn thing you see
'Cause down here in hell everybody loves me
Hey I know I'm anti-social
'Cause you act like I'm infected
With some atrocity
And though I know I'm
Every bit the same inside
My face don't fit
It's like I've got some disease
Oh you keep your face turned away
To strip me of identity
Oh still got my fortune and fame
'Cause down here in Hell everyone knows my name
chorus
Hell is home to me
Might as well be
I like it here and no-one else invited me
Hell is home to me
It has to be ('cause Jesus Christ)
Nobody else invited me
Now I belong
I found my home
'Cause even though I know things won't
Get any better, they can certainly never get much worse
chorus
Say my whole life I've always been disliked
Ignored unless you're spitting insults at me
And I don't know why you felt so justified
In all the degradation that you dished on me
Oh! Now my status has changed
And you've got yourself to blame
Oh! I'll grab all the attention I crave
Now I'm running Hell and Heaven won't be the same
chorus
song performed by by Judas Priest
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If There Is a God
if there is a God,
then He/She has
to be pissed!
bearing all the blame
for decades/centuries
of wars, countless
genocides...
famines, earthquakes,
starvation, and disease...
all the atrocious acts
committed by mankind
in the name of God!
and now we live in a nuclear
world, with the threat of
total annihilation...
God?
there are no chosen people!
all people are just people.
all of life is sacred...
what we blame on God
is either the manifestations
of our self oriented egos...
or the results of our actions...
if there is a God,
and i believe there is...
you'll find Him/Her expressed
in the forms of all the living...
in the song of life hidden
in the person you like least...
in the hunger for compassion...
in your own heart!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Which Way That Wind Actually Blew To Blow
Often complaints are heard,
From grown men and women...
Who they blame for their insecurities.
While they did nothing innocently,
To become tearfully mistreated.
Either it will be,
Parents or other family members.
Or friends that eventually leave them,
To discover they have had it seeking...
Ways to please the selfishness of whims.
Only to hear from the mouths of others,
How someone who had been used,
Is now accused of abandonment.
Leaving only those who came to know,
Which way that wind actually blew to blow.
With the ceasing of it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blame It On The Sun
(stevie wonder/syreeta wright)
Where has my love gone?
How can I go on?
It seems, dear
Love has gone away
Where is my spirit?
Im nowhere near it
Oh yes, my love has gone astray
But Ill blame it on the sun
The sun that didnt shine
Ill blame it on the wind and the trees
Ill blame it on the time
That never was enough
Ill blame it on the tide and the sea
But my heart blames it on me
Who poured the love out?
What made this bitter doubt?
Is peace not here for me to see?
Wish I could tell you what I am feeling
But words wont come for me to speak
Oh, Ill blame it on the sun
That didnt fill the sky
Ill blame it on the birds and the trees
Ill blame it on the day
That ended much too soon
Ill blame it on the nights
That could not be
But my heart blames it on me
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Am I To Blame
A simple hug or a kiss, that would
have been enough;
to make me feel deserving,
of any type of love.
I've never received her affection, for
her heart she kept to herself;
and the emptiness and pain it caused, to
this day can still be felt.
During my childhood years, and even
now as an adult;
I blame myself for her lack of
love, as if it were my fault.
Yet I still remember my anger,
directed completely her way;
for in my Mother's eyes, I was
a mistake that she had made.
Yet throughout the years of my
childhood, and even to this very day;
I feel as if it were all my fault,
that I brought my Mother such shame.
poem by Ruth warren
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