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Whatever Works

I choose to make decisions and stick to them.
It isn't easy to do it...
Since people are there,
Wanting to apply a tight twist of a screw.

Marching to my own drummer,
Hasn't always been a tune I picked to hum.
But I've grown to become accustomed,
To get what I needed to be finished and done.

Those who whistle happily in bathrooms alone,
Only to be fearful when the sound of it is not condoned.
Make choices to suppress what inside them felt is best.
And I'm glad I don't have sense enough,
To invite my own distress.

If I feel like scratching my ass publicly...
There will be few left to guess,
Where the itching on me will be done to be set free.
I've learned to laugh and feel it deeply.
Not to suppress an urge to debate my needs.
Or care who believes I'm nothing more than a jerk.

Whatever works for me...
Works!
For me.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dog Now Tricks

I wish I had not woke up today
Everyone mistakes the things you say
Take the simple truth and
Twist it all around
Make it sound important and make it seem profound
Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless
Everyone I know has gone away
Died or left or just forgot to stay
Sometimes took for granted
Sometimes turned away
Sometimes didnt say what I meant to say
Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless
I never would have pegged you
For what you have become
Everyone lies, everyone cheats
Not like youve done
Dog new tricks
Nothing youve learned will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless
Dog new tricks
Nothing youve learned will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless
Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn

song performed by by Garbage
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Burn You Up, Burn You Down

Straight as an arrow
Carry our intentions through the wind
Dogs all around you
But your gonna get the message to your friend
Up at the rendevous, you keep on looking around
Nighttime in the city and the rain keeps falling down
(Bridge)
Let me tell you how it all works out
Never thought we had so much time to lose
Just learning how to twist and shout
Doesn't matter much which damn beat you use
(Repeat)
Heaven knows the road to go
How many times we've told you so
(Chorus)
Burn you up, and I'll burn you down
Burn you up, and I'll burn you down
(End Chorus)
No rhyme or reason
No way to make it easy 'till it's done
(Chorus)
So you cross onto the other side of the street
You should know better than to keep turning up the heat
(Bridge)
Oh-oh-ai-ai
(hey hey hey hey)
Make me feel this
(hey hey hey hey)
Hey-ey Hey Hey
(hey hey hey hey)
Make me feel it
(hey hey hey hey)
When they lose you, it can bruise you
(Chorus)
Break me open, I need someone to see me
(Chorus)
Make me feel it, make me feel
In the city and the rain is falling down
(Chorus)
You can make it happen, with your eyes, with your eyes alone
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Break me open
(Let me tell you how it all works out)
(Never thought we had so much time to lose)
Make me feel it
(Just learning how to twist and shout)
(Doesn't matter much which damn beat you use)
Break me open
(Let me tell you how it all works out)
(Never thought we had so much time to lose)
Make me feel it
(You make me feel it)
(Just learning how to twist and shout)
(Doesn't matter much which damn beat you use)
You can make me feel it
You can make me, you can make me, you can make me feel it
You can make me feel it
You can make me feel it
You can make me feel it...

song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Suppress The Pain

Suppress the pain and I'll become somebody you don't understand
Suppress the pain and the person you once knew becomes cold hearted
Suppress the pain and the person you once knew no longer exists
Suppress the pain and I become stronger not weaker
Supress the pain and I won't care about you Suppress the pain and I'll say to you what you once said to me

poem by Erica Santana
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Dog New Tricks

I wish I had not woke up today
Everyone mistakes the things you say
Take the simple truth and
Twist it all around
Make it sound important
Make it seem profound

Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless

Everyone I know has gone away
Died or left or just forgot to stay
Sometimes took for granted
Sometimes turned away
Sometimes didn't say what
I meant to say

Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless

I never would have pegged you
For what you have become
Everyone lies

song performed by by Garbage
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What for is money?

I thought on how could be the life
Without having to work for money.
After all this is the money which we work for.

Had we only have enough money to spend
We won’t have to toil our body or brain.
Solution also seemed very easy to me.

Just have a lot of mints to mint money.
Make as much money as may people need
Give them as much as may people want.

All problems are seemingly soon gone.
The root of all evils I thought could be
the root of happiness of all kind instead.

“How could this easy way out be overlooked? ”
Thinking furthermore I thought.
We need mints and we need paper and ink.

We need banks and a lot of ATMs.
People will get money and go for shopping
So we need ample shops. In shops we need products.

We need make shops and we need make products.
but we also need people to run them.
So some people will make paper and some ink.

Some other will work in mints and banks.
Some will work in shops and making products.
Rest all the people will only happily buy things.

Thinking up to here my thought jumbled.

People needed money so they worked.
If money was available for doing no work
Then why should there be anyone to work?

If no one works then where from comes paper and ink?
Where from comes money, banksand ATMs?
Where from then comes products?

Without products how could then we live and enjoy?

So we need products and for products we need to work,
to get people into the works we need money.
So it was that money could not be made free.

I thought 'People have already thought it before me.'

poem by Palas kumar Ray
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Their Closest Relatives

People hypnotized and transfixed,
Have grown more accustomed
To their movie productions.
And those creative emotional TV shows.

So accustomed to myths,
People are.
And the praying to what is believed,
To what has been embedded
In their minds,
Exists.

People do not wish to be told,
About the thought process of Nature.
And how that goes.
Or about Earth and Mother Nature.
The relationship between them.
How that works and what they know.

People wish and desire to accept,
They are more powerful
Than that which 'allowed' them life,
And gave to them breath.
People reject with a dismissing of this,
That which gifted them and permitted their lives.

People have grown more accustomed,
To their movie productions.
And those creative emotional TV shows.
Yet,
Give zero respect to their closest relatives.
The Sun, The Moon
And how together,
They affect their lives lived here on Earth.

People have chosen to become accustomed,
To ignoring as if they do not hear or listen.
Or are aware of them with comprehension.

People choose not to accept this as is.
People choose to believe from that which exist,
They are not born from it.
People choose for themselves to believe,
For them
There is no connection to perceive.
Even though what is they can not conceive,
Flows through their veins and bleeds!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It Should Please You

If it should please you, I have come to play
A glad or a sad tune, I wrote along the way
And a few good songs about the old highway
I been around so long lord, I guess Im here to stay
So Im itching to please you, with a topical song
And a few golden oldies and a little hoedown
And I think I know how to make you feel
Were one and the same now, like a big flywheel
I have seen the best of all those things you cant explain
Wanderlust I did not trust but I never did complain
So if it should please you, put away those blues
Just settle on back now, Ill do my licks for you
Its my own way and thats the way it goes
Youre a real good reason for a real good show
I have seen the best of all those things you dont forget
Wanderlust I did not trust and I aint been done in yet
So if you got the dead end of the dealing shoe
This is your last chance man, we belong to you
Its my own way and thats the way I feel
Were one and the same now, like a big flywheel
So if it should please you, I have come to play
A glad or a sad tune, I wrote along the way
And a few good songs about the old highway
I been around so long lord, I guess Im here to stay
Were one and the same now, lets take it away
Were gonna take it real easy, lets take it away

song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Not Impressed By My Own Progress

Could I afford 'not' to be happy?
After experiencing doses of it?
Could I spend my life pretending,
I am without a wanting for tenderness?
With a braving through the rest of my life,
Lieing to myself with these lies commited?
I think not!
I've already donated enough time to being alone.

And a loneliness condoned only works publicly.
When expresssions of being 'thrilled' about my life...
Being single, free and without unnecessary agitation,
Has become easy to sell.
Especially to those miserable in their relationships.
But when sitting home alone,
And dwelling upon a companionship I wish to share?
I am not impressed by my own progress in this area...period!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From Which Two to Choose

Does this sound remotely logical...
That someone sitting,
In their home...
Alone.
In a quiet peacefulness,
They feel has been earned.
To wish upon themselves,
Havoc, chaos and twenty four hours...
Of nonstop conflict?
To wilfully admit a wish to invite 'that'?
And plot to destroy their own peace?

Are people that lonely?

I can be driven to the edge,
To make a decision...
Whether I prefer happiness,
Over walking on clouds of joy.

Those are my choices...
IF I was given any two,
From which to choose.

However,
ANYONE given the opportunity,
To choose between a root canal done,
Without anesthesia.
Or falling to sleep after a few glasses of wine?
AND...
They can not make up their minds?

I admit,
For someone like this...
PERHAPS that would be a tough decision to make!
IF they had no other experiences in life.
And they are in need of assistance to decide,
From which two to choose.

As for me?
I'd go with the hangover.
With an early morning ringing of the telephone,
Gone ignored.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Two Peas In a Pod

Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!

Panting...
And rushing out of breath.
To be in step,
And in sync with thought!

Never ones to rant,
Neither of them can't.
They have chosen a life for them that works.
Baggage free and deserted of jerks!
And those who have totally gone berserk,
With degrees to academically define...
An absence of common sense,
In their densed state of minds!
Trying to explain...
A dimming light in their brains!

Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!

They don't try to meet
Expectations that defeat
Or deceive!
They don't try to make enemies,
Just to see if they can beat them!

And they match each other,
When the other...
Isn't there to make a pair.
This doesn't matter.
In their minds.
In their hearts.
When such feeling surrounds them,
Everywhere.

Not caring who believes it!
This is theirs and they receive it!

Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!

Panting...
And rushing out of breath.
To be in step,
And in sync with thought!

Never ones to rant,
Neither of them can't.
They have chosen a life for them that works.
Baggage free and deserted of jerks!
And those who have totally gone berserk,
With degrees to academically define...
An absence of common sense,
In their densed state of minds!
Trying to explain...
A dimming light in their brains!

Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!

By those who seek,
To pierce their privacy...
With eyes that pry,
To probe inside!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Someone Had to Try

What are you doing?
And why are you doing this?
What is the reason behind it?

'I've decided you are right.
I'm tired of arguing.
And it has become pointless to fight.
I'll follow your lead.
Since you've said you have clearer sight! '

But...
What if I fail?
What will the others then do?

'I have no idea.
That would be up to you.
Wherever you take us...
I'm sure you'll follow through.'

But...
What if I fail?
What will the others then do?

'I guess we'll have to wait to see,
What your leadership proves to be.'

But...
What if I fail?
What will the others then do?

'Are you afraid to lead?
Is that the excuse that you choose? '

Uh...
Uh,
I've grown accustomed,
To critiquing your moves.
I'll be alone in leading.
There will be no one but me,
To make decisions of what I do.
The others will not like me.
And mistakes I might make.
What if I do make a few of them...
And excuses then I can't fake.

'I see!
But it was okay with you...
To see me suffer and bleed.
I am not accustomed to pain at all.
And I am not afraid to lead.'

Then...
Why don't you continue doing what you do.
And I'll stay where I am.
Since that will be easier for me,
To keep the others confused.

'No...
You go ahead.
I want to see how you handle the abuse.
Eventually you'll get use to it.
And the sacrificing too! '

But I am no leader.

'Neither am I.
But someone had to make forward moves.
Someone had to try.
Someone had to rely on faith.
Even though alone they may have cried.'

Wow.
I didn't think of that.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do Not Waste Your Patience

What can be said,
About those who make their own decisions?
Those who get upset by them,
And begin to accuse others...
For their brooding self inflicting,
Choices in life they have chosen to choose.
Nor do they appreciate their own lives they hate!

People like this blame others for their failures.
Seek to analyze who lead them into traps.
And jealous of advancements of others they are.
Especially those they use to laugh at behind their backs.
Those that now witness them shuffling along...
With long faces drawn and ambitions distant and gone.

What can be said,
About those who make their own decisions?
Those who get upset by them,
And begin to accuse others...
For their brooding self inflicting,
Choices in life they have chosen to choose.
Hating themselves and everyone around them too!

Nothing!
There is nothing anyone can possibly say or do,
For those who refuse to listen and comprehend...
Any advice that is given to them!
And empathy expressed they also ignore too!
The best decision one in this position can make...
Is to evaluate the situation,
And from this excuse creator...
Move!
Do not apologize when exiting swiftly,
To break quickly away.
Just keep on steppin'.
Move!

Do not waste your patience!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Self Examination 'Thing

Could you survive,
Without a back to ride on?
No.
I don't think so.

I've never seen you sacrifice.

But you are quick,
To criticize those on your side.
Those who go out of their way,
To make sure you're okay.

And you are never satisfied,
By those things done.
Your Jekyll is in need of therapy.
And your Hyde most times,
Isn't welcomed by anyone.

And those who wish you well,
Wanting more to have you...
On a smooth path.
You first respond with anger.
Then you proceed to laugh.

Something in your head,
Is not screwed too tight.
Something in your mind,
Is-just-not-right!

'How do you feel now? '

Tremendous.
A whole lot better.
How long have you been doing,
This 'self examination' thing?

'I just started.
I do it twice a day.

I was looking in the mirror
The other day in the restroom.
And all of a sudden my boss comes in!
On the line...
'Your Jekyll is in need of therapy.
And your Hyde most times,
Isn't welcomed by anyone.'

Yeah?
What happened?
What did he do?

'He called me into the office.
Asked me if I needed Friday off...
With pay! '

No way?

'YES!
I'm telling you it works.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Decisions (acrostic)

Decisions are hard to make.
Every time there’s more to take.
Choices there are lots of,
Involving life, school and love.
Some decisions can be easy,
Involving friends and family.
Others can be more difficult.
None are to be left alone,
Since good decisions are your own.

poem by Janneke Tenvoorde
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Faith, Hope And Trust

We all make those decisions,
To follow that which attracts...
Our footsteps to walk on certain paths.

Some choose to seek a validation given.
Hopeful that an approval,
Will greet and meet them along the way.

Others make selections because of 'something' felt.
Something inside at first denied.
And feelings of aloneness upon them are dealt.

We all make those decisions,
To follow that which attracts...
Our footsteps to walk on certain paths.

And one day that climb on a path begins to clear.
A purpose that erases doubts...
Inside is felt to be near.

And all fears one had of being alone with feelings sad,
Disappear.
Knowing it was faith, hope and trust...
That never left them abandoned.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Decisions

Decisions, decisions
Options and choices
That signify our freedom
But make life more difficult
All the same

But what would life be without
Decisions?
Would it be a meangless
Tangle of days after days?
A predetermined boring
Routine?

They make make life hard
But they can make it
So much better
Choices will come and go
But the decisions
Stay the same

poem by Autumn Winds
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Accustomed To Opposition

I've grown accustomed to opposition.
As well as foolish maneuvers.
And those who object to those positions I have taken.

Nor will I apologize with regrets for those forward steps,
I chose to make that tested my faith.
And admit I do,
To the making of mistakes!

But obstacles and the fear of them,
I could not allow to slow my pace.
And those who choose to procrastinate,
With a hesitating done?
Well...
I perceive as being committed to wasting time.
And time as we live it as lived is not guaranteed to anyone,
To just sit back to see it come to leave.

I've grown accustomed to opposition.
But you know what?
I am here to participate and experience my life.
What others choose with a priority to do with their own,
I refuse to let their choices made get in my way.
I am not prone to the seeking of acceptance.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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(The System Of) Doctor Tarr And Professor Fether

Just what you need to make you feel better
Just what you need to make you feel
Just what you need to make you feel better
Just what you need to make you feel
At the far end of your tether
And your thoughts won't fit together
So you sleep light or whatever
And the night goes on forever
Then your mind change like the weather
You're in need of Doctor Tarr and Professor Fether
Just what you need to make you feel better
Just what you need to make you feel
Just what you need to make you feel better
Just what you need to make you feel
Even clouds seem bright and breezy
'Cause the livin' is free and easy
See the rat race of a new way
Like you're wakin' up to a new day
It's a wise thing if you're clever
Take a lead from Doctor Tarr and Professor Fether
Find the end of a rainbow
Fly wherever the winds blow
Laugh at life like a sideshow
Just what you need to make you feel better
Satisfaction altogether
Guaranteed by Doctor Tarr and Professor Fether
Find the end of a rainbow
Fly wherever the winds blow
Laugh at life like a sideshow
Just what you need to make you feel better
Don't stop bringin' the girls 'round
Don't start havin' a showdown
Keep on handin' the jug 'round
All that you need is wine and good company

song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Choices From Which To Choose

Choices from which to choose,
Does not end one's sense of need.
Or wishes to take a choice that's made,
To satisfy a dream...
Forever.

Choices from which to choose,
Does not end one's sense of need.
Or wishes to take a choice that's made,
To satisfy a dream to...
Never know a chasing of a wanting means.

Or to...
Dismiss a wish.

Choices from which to choose,
Does not end one's sense of need.
Or wishes to take a choice that's made,
To satisfy a dream.
And to...
Never know a chasing of a wanting means.

To admit to ever...
Having something wanted that is dreamed.

Choices from which to choose,
And...
Never know a chasing of a wanting means.

Choices from which to choose,
And...
Never know a wish that came from dreams.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Still

Time goes by
Still I care for you
Love can be tough
Cannot deny it
I have learned
And all thanks to you
You give and you take
Theres no way around it
I may not know
The things I should say
Know that my heart is in the right place
Do you still feel the way I do
Do you still feel the way I do
I have to know
Can you forgive me
I know that we can make it right
If you still feel the way I do
Do you still feel the way I do
Do you still feel the way I do
I have to know
Can you forgive me
I know that we can make it right
If you still feel the way I do
Cant rewind
The times Ive hurt you
I was so wrong
I learned it the hard way
I may not know
The things I should do
Know that my heart is in the right place
Do you still feel the way I do
Do you still feel the way I do
I have to know
Can you forgive me
I know that we can make it right
If you still feel the way I do
Do you still feel the way I do
Do you still feel the way I do
I have to know
Can you forgive me
I know that we can make it right
If you still feel the way I do

song performed by by Lasgo
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