We'll Find Someone Else To Blame
'Suppose those newly elected,
Can not fulfill their promises...
By the next election.
What happens then? '
They should be given an opportunity.
Things take time.
You can make changes overnight.
People should realize that.
'That sounds 'very' familiar.
Why doesn't your comments apply,
To those already in power? '
We gave that new guy,
A little more than a year.
That was time enough to correct decades,
Of our problems.
We can be more patient with the new people,
For 'obvious' reasons.
And if they screw up...
That's expected.
We'll find someone else to blame.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It’s election time again
Picture postcards in the mail
Election time again
On every campaign trail
Election time, election time, election time
It’s election time,
A photo opportunity everywhere
Yes election time,
Cleaner streets and cleaner air,
Election time, election time, election time
In every seat across the nation
Never seen so much enthusiasm
So many nice people wanting to shake my hand
Tell me they’ll do all they can
To fill my wish list
It’s election time,
And they’re all promising to do more
Yes election time
Than they did before
Election time, election time, election time
I’d love to have a house by the sea
Handpick my neighbors to suit me
Drive a car on my own road
Free education for young and old
A health system that doesn’t tear at the seems
Throw in world peace by two thirteen (2013)
It’s election time
Picture postcards in the mail
Election time
On every campaign trail
Election time, election time, election time
I’d love to have a house by the sea
Handpick my neighbors to suit me
Drive a car on my own road
Free education for young and old
A health system that doesn’t tear at the seems
Throw in world peace by two thirteen (2013)
The future for our children, may hold a little pain
But who’ll bite the bullet, come election time
Election time, election time, election time
Copyright Colin Coplin 2005 (updated 2010)
poem by Colin Coplin
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Promises To Get Fixed What Is Broken
It would be wonderful if initiative was taken,
To correct the mistakes of that which is obvious...
Than to make promises to get fixed what is broken,
If the people could only pretend to forget...
With a forgiveness given,
To those who messed up their lives in the first place.
But now...
Wish to be seen as suited to be selected as the ones,
Who are best at getting the job done.
And...
Haven't they already done that job which is obvious?
That job to undo those standards once valued.
Is it new leadership that the people need?
Or do the people just need to wake up?
Since competent people are already there.
But people are not wanting to be represented by competence.
People have been conditioned to see others fail.
And with a doing that has been done to please them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How We Change
We are not what we arew overnight
What we once were
What we are now
What we will become
There are so many things that bring about change
That every year we see
Something new and different
We realize that we are changing
Remember when your parents said
Not to do this and don't touch that
Stay out of that crowd and make us proud
Yeah?
Well we did that and we touched this
That was our usual crowd and we rarely made them proud
And when they thought they were protecting us
Were they really holding us back?
Didn't doing what they said not to
Help us to mature, learn, and grow?
And the screw ups we made
Helped us to change
Into what we are today
We are flawed people
With a million more mistakes to make
And each time we make a mistake
We change into the people fate meant for us to become
Every heart break and headache
Every murderous smile
Helps the heart to strengthen
With the change of the body, heart, and mind
Comes the change of a soul in time
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Mother's Opinion
Mother's opinion is that we're too young to be old
And mother's opinion is we should never do what we are told
And mothers reactions are the same as they were before
And mothers anterior she gave us all of this and much more
And mothers superior, she's been through all this before
She's got a lot of things she wants to tell you
Like who you are and what you've came here for
Mothers reaction hasn't changed much since the war
And mothers opinion is the same as it was before
And mothers anterior she's got a lot of tricks up her sleeve
And mothers superior, gave us everything that we need
And mother superior, she's been through all this before
She's got a lot of things she wants to tell you
Like who you are and what you've came here for
I say hey, it sounds familiar, but it just doesn't sound the same
I say hey, it sounds familiar, but just a million miles away, hey, hey, hey
And mothers reactions are the same as they were before
And mothers anterior she gave us all of this and much more
I say hey, it sounds familiar, but it just doesn't sound the same
I say hey, it sounds familiar, just a million miles away, hey, hey, hey
It sounds familiar, but it doesn't sound the same
It sounds familiar, just a million miles away, away!
It sounds familiar, but it doesn't sound the same
It sounds familiar, just a million miles away
It sounds familiar, but it doesn't sound the same
It sounds familiar, just a million miles away
It sounds familiar, but it doesn't sound the same
It sounds familiar, just a million miles away
It sounds familiar, but it doesn't sound the same
It sounds familiar, just a million miles away, away
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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To realize the value
To realize the value of a sister ask someone who doesn't have one...To realize the value of ten years ask a newly divorced couple... To realize the value of four years ask a graduate...To realize the value of one year ask a student who has failed the final exam...To realize the value of nine months who gave birth to a still born...To realize the value of one week ask an editor of a weekly newspaper...To realize the value of one minute ask a person who has missed the train, bus, or plane...To realize the value of one second ask a person who has survived an accident...time waits for no one, treasure it even more when you share it with someone special...To realize the value of a friend or family member >Lose One...
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Nearly None of It Has Been Applied
They were the ones who did not want to know anything.
They chose to be down to Earth.
Not trying to be too involved...
Or considered too concerned.
Not about 'worldly' things,
That is.
There is a comfort supplied in the not knowing of things!
Now they want to know what is going on?
And why things are the way they are.
And when are 'they' going to correct 'their' problems! ?
For them!
The ones who are satisfied in the not knowing of things!
You try to find answers for people like this!
But how can that be done...
When they've dismissed,
All opportunity...
To see things from an adult point of view!
But who knew they had no examples?
And they can not be criticized,
For quoting scriptures they've learned.
But like most things that they have learned...
Nearly none of it has been applied to their lives.
'Those people do that!
We don't do that.'
And all remain as ignorant as possible.
Since that is where they find their comforts!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Vote For Me
This crappy west coast hippie scene is becoming quite a drag
It seems that all my freaky clothes are turning into rag
The time has come to break the strings
Free to form constructive things
Tear the world right off its hinges
Chorus
Vote for me
Vote for me
Sign across the line
Vote for me
Vote for me
We can overtake the world
For some millions in this place and their views are never heard
They take precautions just in case you say a dirty word
With adverts comments they promote
Re-elections antidote, just a game to catch your vote
Chorus
Take up your pen
You wont regret it
Never met such an opportunity
For the people who are in the way
Make a new election day
Please correct me if I seem to be making too much noise
In this profession people rush to cut you down to size
So after all the seats are played
Dig my brain with a golden spade
Theres a fortune to be made
Chorus and repeat
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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One Year
What's in a year?
We watch it disappear.
Its days go by.
They seem to fly
into the ethers of the past.
A year too swiftly
does not last.
And yet each day within the year
contains within it
every single minute
where your life is resolute
and filled with purpose.
A year is not just calandar days
to be scratched off one by one.
When you do this it's then you find
you miss out on its fun.
In a year one can learn
to appreciate the time you have
to be among the living,
the time you have for giving.
In a year you learn about power
that allows you to fill each hour
with everything you love.
What's in a year?
All things new that can appear,
things you've never given thought to,
things in life you want to do.
Before the year has gone away
see before you each new day
and as the year meets its end
be one who can say
'This year has been my friend.
It gave me solace, gave me peace
and it gave me the chance to release
Pain.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Power To The People
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Say you want a revolution
We better get on right away
Well you get on your feet
And out on the street
Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
A million workers working for nothing
You better give em what they really own
We got to put you down
When we come into town
Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
I gotta ask you comrades and brothers
How do you treat you own woman back home
She got to be herself
So she can free herself
Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Now, now, now, now
Oh well, power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Yeah, power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
song performed by by Lennon John
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Just Ignore...
When you know that some people hate you
Doesn’t it kill you inside?
When you know they don’t want to see you
And every time you’re near they just hide
To them you’re nothing
Because of your nationality and race
That even they insult you
directly infront of your face
And you ask yourself
Why do people behave in such a way?
And you try to figure out the words
But realize that there’s nothing else to say
Did you ever find it hard to ignore
But every time you’re near they just talk about you more and more
About how your nationality and religion are wrong
And how they make you feel as if you don’t belong
Some people don’t deserve to be alive
And you know that their sins are mounting every day
And later you realize that it kills them inside
When you ignore them and just walk away…
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We Claim to Be
We claim to be honest on election’s eve
So many tall promises and high hope to give
Making impossible to realize if given chance
To stick to chair with glue if given chance at once
It is not likely that particular people are guilty
They are gifted with knowledge and ability
They have nice background and family history
People can vote him and later on won’t feel sorry
It is like high profile proficiency to spread the net
Keep all the spoils legally and not others let
It is such lucrative field that no one may want to leave
They want others to listen to them and believe
When country is wedded to certain principles
Some of the high ideals are to be observed as pillars
No one may buy your arguments for failure
As it is linked to survival and country’s future
Country doesn’t get independence overnight
So many sacrifices have to be made and offered a fight
Nation can then heave a sigh of relief
Expressing all thanks with honor and belief
Time comes when tide is turned
Power makes them corrupt and expectations never returned
Not all the people can raise a banner or turn against
Something else remains on card to get the best
It is acid test for emerging nations
They have to maintain cordial relations
With hostile neighbors and powerful nations
They may want to course the economy and permanent stations
There may be different though of schools
No one can for long make them fools
It is national interest, honor and pride
That guides future course and sentiments to ride
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Long Time Ago
Sitting here , all alone
Wondering what to do
Life went faster than the time
I had to achieve the things I had in mind
Their disguise , I see with my eyes
Many things I should have realized
A long time ago , long long time ago
Never changing , ever aging
It drags from day to day
I wish that I had found myself
Before it robbed me of the time
Oh no , oh no
I should have realized
A long long time ago
A long time ago
A long time ago
(break)
Seeing things , open doors
People invited me into
Oh they were so good to me
And always helped me on my way
Then I woke from this dream
Known that I should have realized
A long time ago
Long long time ago
Another day , another way
I dont care what people say
No , I realize that theres no other way for me
Suppose Ill just have to live from day to day
Oh no , oh no
I should have realized
A long long time ago
A long time ago
A long time ago
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libido Dominandi
A Latin term known as 'Libido Dominandi'
Refers to corrupt politicians' 'Lust for power'
Who care not for the people, who elect them,
As promises from lying mouths, all too often sour
They cannot be counted on to do wats expected
Their only focus to do/say things to get elected
ROTMS
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Ex Miss
Everything that could have went wrong,
Went wrong this year.
Nothing recently has made me want to stand up and cheer.
Everything you haven't said,
Has finally come back to you.
Now is not the time.
Now is not the time.
I know you never liked any of this
I gave to you.
This holiday is over and
It turned out the way I expected.
This holiday,
This wonderful day,
Another year
This time I'll regret that I spent too much time and money on you.
Why do I only remember
the past times we had?
I guess everything we do (everything we do)
does reflect,
Everything you wish you said
Has finally come back to you.
Now is not the time,
No, now is not the time.
I know you never liked any of this
I gave to you
This holiday is over and
It turned out the way i expected
This holiday
This wonderful day
Another year
This time i regret that I spent too much time and money on you
This Holiday is over and
It turned out the way i expected
This holiday
This wonderful day
Another year
Not another year
This holiday
is over and
it turned out the way i expected
this holiday
this wonderful
aother year
No not another year
I hope you spend it alone
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Overnight They Want The 'Info
Overnight they want the 'secret',
From one they have seen has achieved.
Overnight they want the 'info'...
As if what has been done,
Will make it easy for them to succeed.
Isn't that always the case?
Someone labors years alone,
Dedicated and toiling through heartaches.
Applies devotion when jokes are thrown.
Then 'suddenly' the one that is mocked,
Establishes a name...
And becomes well known.
Overnight they want the 'secret',
From one they have seen has achieved.
Overnight they want the 'info'...
As if what has been done,
Will make it easy for them to succeed.
Isn't that always the case?
People will sit back and procrastinate.
Exaggerating what it is they 'wish' to do.
But doing 'nothing' on a daily basis...
Yet spend time critiquing with attitude.
Then time slips from them through their hands,
And when this is realized...
They then want to take a stand.
Wishing from someone,
To show them how things are done.
But absent of patience to listen to anyone!
Overnight they want the 'secret',
From one they have seen has achieved.
Overnight they want the 'info'...
As if what has been done,
Will make it easy for them to succeed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Electronic President
My dear countrymen
I am the president
Electronically elected
By the power of by force
Such a habit
I was given last time
By my enemy friend
This is the global world
Soul and body digitalized
Logic and reason passed away
People are not the element of democracy so far
You people voted secretly
How one can say whether you didn't vote me
Though you people not believed me
I believe you
That is why
I am consulted
To include into my "Thought"
Such a new method
That is the logic of the birth
revolutionary electronic system
You don't want to waste your time
And listen to others
Now you do own your business.
You do keep your demands with you
I do keep my promises with me
I wish to introduce
This system to my neighbors
by assuring after the general election
I must thank to the technology
Being the part of
The symbol of you
So dear countrymen! !
Do listen well!
If someone goes against me
That means against of the modernity
In other words
Digital agents will punish you
Digitalizing the law and order
Lastly I want to say
Be calm and quiet
Peace will be given for you
poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon
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Power To The People
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
Say we want a revolution,
Wed better get it on right away.
Well, get yer on your feet
And into the street, singing:
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
A million workers workin for nothin,
You better give em what they really own.
We got to put you down
When we come into town, singing:
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
I gotta ask you comrades and brothers,
How do you treat your own woman back home?
Shes got to be herself,
So she can give us help, singing:
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
Now, now, now, now!
Oh well, power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
Oh yeah, power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, power to the people!
Power to the people!
Oh well, power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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It Is Obvious and Apparent Now
Who suggested we invite him to the party,
For purposes to see him squirm?
He appeared more comfortable than we did.
And having the cameras there to record the event,
Made us to look like the fools.
Absolute and total ignoramuses.
Moose butts with duck walks!
You people just don't get it.
IF we are seeking him to fail...
We don't put him in the spotlight where he shines.
It is obvious and apparent now who the 'bozos' are!
'Who would that be?
Who are they,
Senator McJames? '
The people who elected us to office,
Of course!
The constituents.
They are the ones who recommended the cameras.
IF he accepted the invitation.
No one believed he would!
It was our way to show him incompetent.
He ripped us apart like a child gone mad,
Destroying ALL the teddy bears.
Then 'thanked us' for allowing him to do it!
'Maybe...
He didn't realize it was a joke.
And took us too seriously! '
Do you realize how stupid that sounds?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Things Happen For Their Reasons
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Things happen for their reasons.
And,
What is there to say...
That can excuse mistakes away.
Stop that need to medicate.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why waste time in prolonged debates.
Thing happen for their reasons.
What is the purpose for seeking escapes.
Things happen for their reasons.
Acceptance eases,
The facing of one's fate.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Stop that need to feed on grief.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why squeeze a healing wound to bleed.
Things happen for their reasons
They happen for their reasons.
And aging doesn't make one safe.
Or offer escapades as a gateway to charade.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Even while one ages,
With a life reminisced played on many stages...
Try their best to gracefully accept,
Things happen for their reasons.
And those experienced,
Eventually see this.
Things happen for their reasons.
And in the living of one's life...
A discovery reveals,
Those reasons with insight.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Inside The Void
inside the void
you like to die in the void
you like to die
wait, do not die yet
there is this sense of
things unfinished
you have not really done
everything and some things are messy
and need to be put in their proper order
you are called upon by time to
correct some mistakes
of others, or even of nature itself
it is not time to die yet
this is but a beginning
an emptiness that lectures
and guides and soon shall find
some ways to fill
some things
some people
soon they will come before your
eyes and soon you will understand
things and people may be late
like a fireman like a policeman
but they make a good finishing
a happy ending.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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