What You Have Been Given Has Been Reflected
Your claims of getting older...
Does not validate itself,
By the display of childish games...
You play with such affect.
And yet you expect,
A hint of wisdom you believe exist...
Should gain more respect,
Because you demand it with persistence?
First of all...
You don't demand 'nothing' here.
Or anything else.
Just because you may have been blessed with longevity,
Does not mean...
An acknowledgement for it you should receive,
Instead of the ignorance you get!
This may not have occured to you.
Like the many moons that have passed,
With their sunsets!
When you are ready to self examine the way you are...
Complete with self assessment?
You will then comprehend,
What you have been given...
Has been reflected by the image shown.
The one you spent your childishness to perfect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love with respect
Love gives comfort; respect gives courage.
Love sedates one and respect inspires.
Love lulls you and respect awakes you.
You can’t demand love but command respect.
Love with respect or respect with love
Is what people, be high or low, expect
From those outside their family circle.
There only exist human relations.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Magnified Chrystal Balling
Boys play.
And in play...
A bravado is accepted.
And willfully on constant display.
With a show of fearlessness shown,
By the one selected and chosen to lead.
And that one accustomed to getting things done,
Has to express independence and confidence.
Sometimes at the risk of exposing a humanness.
And achieving less than those observing,
From the sidelines expect.
When doubts about direction begin to be expressed.
This upsets,
Those with victories to achieve on their breaths.
Tight lipped bravery is what arnchair warriors respect.
But emotions one dares to expose on one's sleeve,
Contradicts a magnified Chyrstal balling.
Appalling those wishing to see,
Confetti and cheering with smiles in magazines.
'Has he been up to the task,
Is all that matters.
Who amongst you have dug the ditches,
Or crawled through trenches...
To affect expectations? '
Boys play.
And in play...
A bravado is accepted.
And willfully on constant display.
With a show of fearlessness shown,
By the one selected and chosen to lead.
In play!
War...
Or in peace to keep unthreatened.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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State Of The Union (In Closing)
we, the working people
of America, demand our dignity!
we demand equality, and fairness!
we are all immigrants here!
yet no human being is illegal.
we demand the right to work,
and to educate our children.
we demand shelter, and healthcare!
we are a hard working, hard fighting
people... we demand a
hard working, hard fighting President!
we know that you are limited
by the hand of the controlling elite,
at the mercy of the corporate machine.
dont be just a figurehead.
your choice!
freedom is a work in progress.
the real revolution is in
the human heart, in the mind.
we are ready for change,
and willing to act.
be ready, and willing!
there are no small people,
we are all people.
we will not be owned!
we cannot go back to the
bigoted, ignorant ways of the past.
you are our best option,
be the man!
most of all, we demand the action
that follows words well spoken.
be the action!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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To Agitate A Childish Game
Sometimes I am tempted,
To agitate a childish game...
That has been played.
Just to feel and see it done...
To throw it back in someone's face.
But games played like that,
Have long passed their attraction.
Although so many are caught up in them...
With an immaturity that seeks as shown,
An act played like that would offer a satisfaction.
Sometimes I am tempted,
To agitate a childish game...
That has been played.
Just to feel and see it done...
To throw it back in someone's face.
And everyday I witness,
Immature adults with childish minds.
Complaining to others about who they don't like.
With a waste of time whining,
Hoping to 'hook up' with a like mind.
Everyday I seem to witness,
More children who should be adults.
More who have not discovered responsibility.
Or an accountability that brings to them concrete results.
And everyday I witness,
Immature adults with childish minds.
Complaining to others about who they don't like.
With a waste of time whining,
Hoping to 'hook up' with a like mind.
Sometimes I am tempted,
To agitate a childish game...
That has been played.
Just to feel and see it done...
To throw it back in someone's face.
But games played like that,
Have long passed their attraction.
Although so many are caught up in them...
With an immaturity that seeks as shown,
An act played like that would offer a satisfaction.
And as I pass such activities,
I feel blessed to have aged gracefully.
Although I grit my teeth...
Wanting to find a reason and purpose,
To respond to an ignorance...
I do my best,
Not to acknowledge...
With a reaction given that would please.
Thank You, Thank You, Thank You...
Farther.
For the gritting of my teeth,
And the keeping of my peace!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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These 'Paying The Consequences' Days Being Paid
They are all over the place.
There is no escaping from them.
Acknowledging their presence...
Is all that it takes.
Denying they exist,
Creates your own heartache.
To either fake or pretend...
An affect they have made,
Has not begun to seep deep...
Under your skin.
They are...
All over the place!
Deceivers, heartbreakers...
And conflict makers.
Backstabbers igniting,
Divisions with infighting.
Denying they exist,
Creates your own heartache.
To either fake or pretend...
An affect they have made,
Has not begun to seep deep...
Under your skin.
Acknowledge them with a listening.
You may never comprehend.
But an acknowledgement of them...
Will diminish an effect,
Ignoring them begins.
Acknowledge them with a listening.
You may never comprehend.
But an acknowledgement of them...
Will diminish an effect,
Ignoring them begins.
Hasn't the rise of ignoring disrespect,
And the lack of discipline...
Taught anyone 'anything',
About what ignoring 'something' begins?
I bet many are learning...
What paying the consequences means for them.
These 'paying the consequences' days being paid.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Respect
If we can not respect another
How can we expect them to respect us
If we can not respect someone’s beliefs
How can we expect them to respect ours
If we can not respect another’s race
How can we expect that race to respect us
If we can not respect others
How can we expect respect in return
Everyone expects respect
No matter who they are
The only way to gain it
Is to start treating everyone
As a friend, a brother, a sister
As part of our extended family
No matter what colour or creed they are
Only then you will start to get
The respect you so dearly crave
poem by David Harris
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Ultimately Believed
Portraying to be a fool,
Has its benefits...
Eventually to be received.
To accept being one,
Has no advantages.
And ultimately believed.
When one lives to learn to grow,
There is much to comprehend.
Those living not wishing to comprehend,
Have shown what they've learned.
And this reflects.
'Where has all this wisdom you have come from? '
Wisdom?
Is that what it's called?
Well,
It wasn't from a book.
My best teacher has been observation.
And experiencing pain,
Trying to box with concrete walls.
Hearing laughter when I've fallen.
And being perceived for that which I'm not.
Spending a few weeks in complete isolation,
Has helped me to center and focus...
An emotional and crushed mind.
With a getting up off my behind with faith.
And being able to take all kinds of criticisms.
Now...
If that is wisdom,
As you interpret it as something I have...
Then I have a tremendous amount of it.
And I don't know WHY I was picked to have it.
But I'll tell you this...
I awaken each day expressing my gratefulness,
For being blessed to have tolerated much BS!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Better Future
Please dont tear this world asunder
Please take back
This fear were under
I demand a better future
Or I might just stop wanting you
I might just stop wanting you
Please make sure we get tomorrow
All this pain and all the sorrow
I demand a better future
Or I might just stop needing you
I might just stop needing you
Give my children sunny smile
Give them moon and cloudless sky
I demand a better future
Or I might just stop loving you,
Loving you, loving you
When we talk, we talk to you
When we walk, we walk to you
From factory to field
How many tears must fall
Down there below
Nothing is moving
Oo-o
I might just stop wanting you
I might just stop needing you
I might just stop loving you
I demand a better future
I demand a better future
I demand a better future
For I might just stop loving you,
Loving you, loving you
I demand a better future
I demand a better future
I demand a better future
For I might just stop loving you, loving you, loving you
I demand a better future
song performed by by David Bowie
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Examine Very Closely
I seek a simpleness,
I define.
And wish to live.
Rushing to be disturbed,
And frustrated by conflict...
Does not attract,
The calm felt in my stomach.
Some folks will feed on any belief!
And if I am going to throw up anything,
It will be the time someone offered me ignorance...
To eat and digest.
With a bloating felt clear up to my chest.
And it has been many moons passed,
I've had the privilege to show my...aspirations.
Since I admit,
I had slept that deeply with an unconsciousness.
However...
Today?
It pays to lick a fried chicken bone clean.
Don't leave a hint of meat for someone else to eat.
Examine very closely,
What someone approaches you to be fed.
To blindly devour as nourishment.
Like I've said...
It has been many moons passed,
I've had the privilege to show my...aspirations.
Since I admit,
I had slept that deeply with an unconsciousness.
And I see no need to repeat such deeds.
I seek a simpleness,
I define.
And wish to live.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Into An Existence Born
Looking through a lense,
Within an animation to be given choice.
And introspection to examine.
Into an existence born to serve a mission.
With a doing to complete,
While protected by specific direction.
Delivering messages to satisfy by demand.
And to follow as dictated...
Although the 'why' of this few understand.
Looking through a lense,
Within an animation to be given choice.
And introspection to examine.
But by 'what' or 'whom' is command of this?
'Not I',
Said the tool being used.
But not feeling foolish.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fight, Oppose or Uplift
If you fight and oppose you will be fought down,
Your life will be misery, it is well known.
Everything will be a constant disappointment,
Until you find wisdom and learn who is your opponent.
Since others play out what is in your own mind,
Fighting, degrading and opposing means you are blind.
Fighting them is destroying yourself in the process,
Show great ignorance and childishness.
Mankind was built on this ignorance,
Man fights man, father the son, according to the observance.
Wake up people, learn wisdom and understanding,
If you don't want to destroy yourself, instead choose uplifting.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Demand a kiss from a fat woman, and be ready to receive a sweet taste.
Affirm It Fixed
I close my eyes.
At the same time you do.
With one thought alone...
To uplift your well being!
I call upon the universe,
To reverse your tribulations.
And all energy I demand...
To remove your burdens,
Held tightly in your hands.
I demand of 'It' to have you resist,
Conflicts!
I order that now to exist.
And affirm it fixed.
For you I do this.
And for us we wish...
Complete and total happiness!
To come and fill our lives with bliss.
Now...
I close my eyes.
At the same time you do.
With one thought alone...
To uplift your well being!
And the universe pursues,
And delivers!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Freedom
As long as you accept
To be treated this way...
To be enslaved…
They will never grant freedom.
For their hearts are still foolish
And their minds childish…
Just as a child needs to be disciplined
In order to be good,
Small souls are in need of the same.
But spiritual discipline.
Discipline solely of the body,
Brings no wisdom.
Therefore…
When we care for ourselves
And leave cynicism of love behind,
Relearning what it is…
And how it truly feels…
We can reclaim our minds
And demand the freedom to use it.
Demand freedom.
And to not carry contradiction,
Do not support the oppressors.
Sacrifice during transition,
And you, along with all others,
Will be rewarded.
Mother Nature awaits.
Patiently, it awaits our return.
poem by Erica Borges
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Squeaky Clean and/or Bleeped
Why do folks play childish games to pest?
Those older ones play them,
And should give them a rest.
You would think by the time some one is 55,
They are more interested in being 'real',
Than handing out a bunch of old tired 'jive'.
No wonder the kids have lost all respect.
There are adults who still think,
'They' are the ones breasting feeding home in nests!
There are more mature children than there are grown 'peeps,
These days.
And maybe that's why those accused of being molesters,
Aren't!
When the 'children' are the ones stalking older folks...
And they are the ones who should be charged,
For being the sleazy, sneaking creeps!
The 'real' old people are home alone and jealous...
Seeking ways to get reality,
Squeaky clean and/or bleeped!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Land Is Mine
From behind these walls I hear your song
Oh sweet words
The music that you play lights up my world
The sweetest that I've heard
Could it be that I've been touched and turned?
Oh love, please finally, finally things are changing
This land is mine
But I let you rule
I let you navigate and demand
Just as long as you know
This land is mine
So find your home and settle in
Oh I'm ready to let you in
Just as long as we know
This land is mine
After all the battles and the wars
The scars and loss
Well I'm still the queen of my domain
And feeling stronger now
The walls are down a little more each day
Since you came finally, finally things are changing
This land is mine
But I let you rule
I let you navigate and demand
Just as long as you know
This land is mine
So find your home and settle in
Oh I'm ready to let you in
Just as long as we know
This land is mine
Follow the days I've travelled alone
In this cold and colorless place till now
It's what I had to pay
This land is mine
But I let you rule
I let you navigate and demand
Just as long as you know
This land is mine
So find your home and settle in
Oh I'm ready to let you in
Just as long as we know
This land is mine
This land is mine but I let you rule
I let you navigate and demand
Just as long as you know this land is mine
song performed by by Dido
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In The Guiding Mode
I have this theory about raising children.
To play with them is fine.
As long as time is given,
In the providing to them meetings with discipline.
However...
To play with them AND wanting to be their friend,
When in the guiding mode,
Is not advisable.
I know of no child respectable,
Who only knows fun and games.
And those boys and girls only exposed,
To playing with someone everyday...
Grow up to be adults,
Or something that appears as such...
Without wisdom shown on display.
And...
It hasn't been for them made a necessity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Get Out
You want me to play the game you tried again and again
to sell myself for fame fit in the format man
to suit the image you want portrayed so the people are still enslaved
you can't define what we do I won't be put in a box for you
I get out, I get out, I get, I get out, I get out
I of the universe won't be prisoners of your little world
the mind is limitless where time does not exist
we travel far beyond the realms of expectations
and I refuse to be what you expect of me
I get out, I get out, I get, I get out, I get out
what would you lose to gain the price is high to pay
desire not to be like them to follow the dream of sin
blessed are the meek and humble my own spirit
cause music is a holy thing hey we giving thanks for the blessings
I get out, I get out, I get, I get out, I get out
mama I get out papa I get out
said I'm gonna hit it down, said I'm gonna kick it down
I get out, I get out, I get, I get out, I get out
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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The One Thing About Knowing
The one thing about knowing,
Is its ability not to be undone.
Once something is known,
An acknowledgement of it...
To others become easily shown.
And that knowledge shown,
May come to show others despising it.
Depending on who sees what one has,
As a lasting benefit.
Since those who are not afraid of knowledge,
Feel freer to leave behind their ignorance.
The one thing about knowing,
Whether or not it is documented...
Is its ability not to be undone.
Once something is known,
An acknowledgement of it...
To others become easily shown.
And few are found to run away,
From its presence or existence.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Supply And Demand
My boss he's a probable bore.
Put me hands and knees on scrubable floor.
Do it right receive the lions share bliss.
Know all too well just where that ration is.
Learned a lot about the company doe.
Learned less about receiving it though.
Saw how it came to those who always sat pretty.
Don't need it.
Supply and demand.
My girl had a probable cause or so she said and took a probable pause.
I was dumped for occupying her time.
I asked her why and what was next in line.
She said "Shiny hair that's my life ambition
but I'll devote my time to a new omission the rizzle-razzle kitsch of paranoid city".
Don't need it.
Supply and demand.
Supply and demand.
song performed by by The Hives from Veni Vidi Vicious
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