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When Greedy People Do Not Feed Those Needy

When greedy people do not feed those needy...
And squeeze from them resources,
Plundered and leeched.
They eventually lose what they treasure.
And without measure,
Emotionally suffer the worse.
To live their lives in fear feeling worthless,
As their reward received.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Patted Fat Cats

They want deregulation done by government.
But from their mouths they shout and say,
They want the government away.

They want deregulation done by government.
But from their mouths they shout and say,
They want the government away.

What's wrong with greedy people,
Who just want to feed their greed.
And when the greeding stops,
They want to blame someone about it!
And...
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who just want to feed their greed.
And when the greeding stops,
They want to blame someone about it!

They don't want no more taxes.
But they want to live relaxed.
To live their lives on that high hog...
Like patted fat cats!

They don't want no more taxes.
But they want to live relaxed.
To live their lives on that high hog...
Like patted fat cats!

What's wrong with greedy people,
Who just want to feed their greed.
And when the greeding stops,
They want to blame someone about it!
And...
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who just want to feed their greed.
And when the greeding stops,
They want to blame someone about it!

They want deregulation done by government.
But from their mouths they shout and say,
They want the government away.

What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct their evils.
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct misdeeds.
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct their evils.
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct misdeeds.

What's wrong with greedy people,
And their foolish beliefs!
What's wrong with greedy people,
And their foolish beliefs!

What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct their evils.
What's wrong with greedy people,
And their foolish beliefs!
Like patted fat cats stroking their own backs.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not a Bourgy Doer

I use to have issues with being emotionally needy.
Feeling I had to achieve to appease and please.
While experiencing a sense of abandonment...
And no one cared what was happening inside of me.

I use to be moody with a quick lip and attitude.
I knew as a child I had responsibilities.
And those children I knew had none or few.

As I grew older and more rebellious in mind,
I became more independent and less forgiving...
Of those who had direction in their lives of some kind.

Although I am no longer there where I had been...
Emotionally I remain protective,
And free to speak without a need to be touched.

'Too bourgy and aloof,
Using that as an excuse to feed.'

Who me?

'Yes you!
Just too bourgy and aloof,
Out to prove that you can do and succeed.'

Not me...
I'm not a bourgy doer.

'But you're bourgy and aloof,
Using that as an excuse to feed.'

Who me?

'Yes you!
You're out to prove.
You're bourgy and aloof.
Out to prove that you can do and succeed.'

Not me...
I'm not a bourgy doer.
Or out to prove a thing.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fear is always there

Some people say they fear nothing,
I say so myself.
But that is wrong,
that cannot be true.
When people say they fear nothing,
it makes me think.
Fear is always there,
as a part of our lives.
I say I fear nothing,
I say I can handle all,
But that is wrong,
I know that is not true.
Of course, we all fear death,
I fear death,
But that is not my worst fear.
I fear I lose all,
I fear I lose my friends,
I fear I lose my family.
Even though I don't say so.
Even though I may not show it.
I fear I lose all I love.
Some people say they fear nothing,
But that is not true.
They fear something,
we all do.
Just because of the fact,
that fear is always there,
as a part of our lives

poem by Rodney vali
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Even In Times When The Signs Are Vivid

Tricked by slick divisionists,
A people stripped of their identity...
Can not ascend from knees taught to bend,
While begging for forgiveness of sins committed.
After being shown how to recognize and submit to them.
They, them and disinterested others,
Are lost and afraid to live their lives.
Finding themselves trapped.
And eyes on others to despise.

Even in times when the signs are vivid,
They remain blind.
Too many accept and have been told to believe,
There is a dignity in suffering.
And a reward received,
For doing it.
By those who ensure they stay just where they are!
Subservient and dependent.
Abused to amuse and needy.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXXXV: Greedy

I'm not hopeless
I'm not obsessed
I'm just greedy

I know I should stop
I know my limit
I'm just greedy

I don't want to lose anything
I refuse to release something
I'm just greedy

Even it drains me dry
Even it wears me down
I'm just greedy

I'm not crazy
I'm not dangerous
I'm just greedy

I'm not in manic depression
I'm under a perfect control
I'm just greedy

I depending on that look
I clinging for that hope
I'm just greedy

If compared to the evil mind
If compared to the cruel traitor
I'm just greedy

I'm possessive
I'm territory man
I'm just greedy

I will clutch tighter
I will sink deeper
I'm just greedy

I never have enough
I always demand more and more
I'm just greedy

Though you should hate me
Though I should not be forgiven 
I'm just greedy

I'm not only egoist
I'm not only aggressive 
I'm just greedy

I am not getting tired
I will still move forward
I'm just greedy

I'm not monster
I'm not fearless either
I'm just greedy

You could call me over confidence
You could call me irresponsible
I'm just greedy

I'm insatiable
I'm a gaping hole
I'm just greedy

I'm sneaky
I'll steal every chance
I'm just greedy

I'm addicted to warmth
I need undivided attention
I'm just greedy

Don't worry about me
Don't put your guard on me
I'm just greedy

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Silent spectator

I sit silent and seek no solace
Search for hut and not the palace
Simple desire with no strings attached
Emotionally bound but never feel detached,

My soul cry over the sufferings and misery
Pray for blessings even for adversary
I want to be apostle for needy and poor
Serve to the best of ability from door to door

Can I not spend little time for needy?
World is moving fast and people are greedy?
No time for peasants and country men
this can be sign of downfall and bad omen

if I can wipe the tears and distribute food
Kind words which may prove to be good
providing shelters and taking them out of wood
Medicines and food along with fresh supply of blood

These are all impracticable and idealistic views
May not be shared by many but only few
Thoughts may peter out as morning dews,
Headlines may appear but not as good news,

I may not venture and go for big move
Try at least for apprehensions to remove
Let needy dream and wait for good words
If not men but blessings from the Lord

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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From Dust To Dust

A recycling comes,
To be lived as given to everyone.
From dust to dust.
In God we trust.

A recycling comes,
To be lived as given to everyone.
From dust to dust.
In God we trust.

To leech with a feeding.
And to feed from that which has been leeched.

A recycling comes,
To be lived as given to everyone.
From dust to dust.
In God we trust.
And to feed from that which has been leeched.
Until that leeching fed is done.

By you...
And me!
And...
Everyone.

Leechers!
Creatures!
And thieves under the Sun.
We be sighted to be unseen,
To hush when that moment comes.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People Have Their Ways

People have a way to decide who are their friends and enemies
People have some dissapointments in life
But do they recognize their dissapointments in life?
Can people go through moments of despair alone?
Or do they need God?
Do the people live making promises but they are neve able to keep it or Deliver it
Do people fear people?
Yes they fear people because they think that they might be mistreated or Robed by new people
Their souls, their feeling, and their love
Do people make us welcome in their lives?
Not all the time because we are different
But unique in different ways

poem by Aldo Kraas
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The true gift

As I peer into the window of your mind,
I light the candle of hope searching for wisdom to find,
The flickering, flame of fiery torment,
becalmed, at one yet emotionally spent.

There are tears of joy and sadness in equal measure,
yet you light up the lives of others, a priceless treasure,
Who will repay the favour when you are the friend in need,
I will be here for you in spirit and body, a soulmate indeed.

poem by Simon Thorpe
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Lose The Fear

Bu bu bu bu, bu bu bu bu
Come back in,
As love get's thin and leaves you dry.
Found that space,
Only to owe you back inside.
You're fading like someone,
Who's given up on life.
And all you've ever left behind,
The scars that burn inside.
You're wishing for someone,
A taste of something better.
Lose the fear.
Bu bu bu bu, Lose the fear.
Bu bu bu bu, Lose the fear.
Bu bu bu bu,
Till it came,
Born to break in someway soon.
Lose the fear.
'Cause nothings easy in this world.
Bu bu bu bu, Lose the fear.
Bu bu bu bu, Lose the fear.
Bu bu bu bu, Lose the fear.
Bu bu bu bu, Lose the fear.
Bu bu bu bu, Lose the fear.
Bu bu bu bu,

song performed by by Feeder
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Ill Take Love

(words & music by fuller / barkon)
Some people think that pot of gold
Is all they ever want to hold
But theres a treasure, I think more of
Measure for measure .. Ill take love
Some people think that their success
Is all they need for happiness
But theres a pleasure, I think more of
Measure for measure .. Ill take love
Pound for pound oh yeah and
Ounce for ounce love is all that really counts
So let them have their wealth and fame
Eat caviar and drink champagne
Youre all the treasure Im dreaming of
Measure for measure .. Ill take love
Pound for pound oh yeah and
Ounce for ounce love is all that really counts
So let them have their wealth and fame
Eat caviar and drink champagne
Youre all the treasure Im dreaming of
Measure for measure .. Ill take love
Ill take love, Ill take love
Ill take love, Ill take love

song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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There is nothing like the high of being on stage and reaping applause, especially for emotionally needy people like me!

quote by Douglas Wood
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When a person goes into a relationship emotionally needy, they are not going to have discernment in choosing people.

quote by Jennifer O'Neill
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Anxiety

It starts in your chest like it's going to burst.
You hate being in public.That's when it's worse.

You begin to sweat like you've just worked out,
but your standing still. You wanna scream and shout.

You hide most days inside of your home.
Instead of being with people you'd rather be alone.

It conquers you more than you'd like.
So, you do what it wants. you don't put up a fight.

If it isn't controlled it can ruin you.
Take it from me I know it's true.

I've dealt with it for over seven years, and
have cried many tears.

Anxiety is not a happy feeling.
You'll need loved ones around to help you with dealing.

I tried dealing with it myself, but the feeling only grew.
I eventually got counseling to help me through.

I'm okay now as long as I watch what I do.
Just know when you have anxiety eventually it won't conquer you.

poem by Heather Noble
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Totally Random Phrases (that sound kinda naughty but aren't)

An ocean of devotion,
A tizzy of dizzy
A potion of lotion
In a sea of ecstasy

A Chasm of orgasm
A surfeit of stimulation
A quiver of shivers
An ovation of titillation

A night of delight
A clutch of a touch
A wonderful sight
A touch too much

A piece of striptease
An asp full of hiss
A squeeze of knees
An abyss of bliss,

A feeling of reeling
A measure of treasure
A pealing of feeling
A treasure of pleasure

A collection of affection
A crest of a breast
A perfection of direction
A quest of the best

a rain of pain
A ringlet of regrets
A refrain in the brain
A collage of coquettes

A bind in the mind
A clasp of a grasp
A slip of a lip
A growl of a gasp

A pleasing of teasing
An illusion of alarm
A cart load of heart
A strong arm of charm

poem by David Whalen
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An Ordinary Girl

From an ordinary house, in an ordinary road,
From an ordinary town there came an ordinary girl,
A face that looked surprised, a book of dog earred loans?
Never made a sound, never said a word,
Nothing was ever seen, nothing was ever heard,
In an ordinary town, and an ordinary girl.
She's feeling, outrageous, so daft and courageous,
She's laughing, flirtacious, we're falling, unconscious,
She's selfish, and needy, she's wanton and greedy,
She's mugging, her lovers, she's bleeding her brothers from the level?
In an ordinary house, in an ordinary town,
Upon an ordinary street, nothing was ever found,
By an ordinary girl who never made a sound.
She's up in, the attic, she's bristling, with static
???
She's wanton, and needy, she's selfish and greedy,
She's mugging, her lovers, she's bleeding her brothers from the level?
The ones she's, been kissing, are strangely, gone missing,
The day when you wed her, you saw me unteather,
This feeling, no never, they all went together
With an ordinary girl

song performed by by I Am Kloot
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Angel of the Sky

Some people don't know you like I do
Some people don't trust you like I do
Some people would rather choose a fool,
because they don't know you like I do

As a result, people fear the night,
the dangerous creatures that lurk within.
They bring their hopes completely down,
until surrender is hard to resist.

In contrast, I do love the night
There's awesome creatures that may exist,
during the times when I go out.
That's when I know that they do live

So I do not fear the night,
because there's miracles waiting outside,
once I look at the beautiful sky,
because lying in that beautiful sky,
is the angel of the sky, the hero in our lives.

The angel of the sky
The hero in our lives

And I don't fear the time;
there's lots of time for all to pass-by.
Once you look at the gorgeous sky,
pray to God to give you light.
You will see that there is time.

He is the light of all our lives,
The inspiration of my entire life,
The buried treasure that I find,
and what I'll live for till I die.

In the sky lies the angel of the sky,
my hero, my God, and my entire life.
My darkness is lighted by his light
He makes my life a better life

The angel of the sky
The hero in our lives

But some people don't know you like I do
Others don't trust you the way I do
Some would choose a fool rather than you,
because they don't know you like I do.

They don't know the wonders of the sky
They don't know the meaning of this life
Or the times it takes from having to try,
to finally achieve something in this life.

It's hard to describe this art of life
It's hard to describe all of my difficult times,
because once in my life the light did die;
it wasn't easy to restore the light.

The light was dying and I fell behind
Hope I tried finding but I didn't know you
The light was dying and so was I
But hope I tried finding till I found you

So when I stare at the night, and the stars in the sky
A signal uncovered I try to find
One that leads my life back into your light,
to live in harmony all the time.

I am not scared of the taunting dark
Miracles await to eventually spark
For the very first time, if you just look at the sky,
because lying in the sky is the hero of my life

He's the sun that brings us immense light,
the love that always glides my life,
the strength that helps me win a fight.
He's what I'll live for till I die

In the sky lies the angel of the sky,
my hero, my God, and my entire life.
Looking at the sky brings me peace inside
I smile at knowing his presence lies in my life.

The angel of the sky
The hero in our lives

Some people don't know you like I do
Others don't trust you the way I do
Some people will never trust you like I do
They do not know the wonderful things that you can do,
by being the angel of the sky,
the hero in my life.

The hero in my life
The angel that lies in the sky

You're the angel of the sky
The hero in my life
The angel of the sky
The hero in my life

poem by Jordys Herrera
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Raised From Birth

People do not suffer,
From their faith.
Or an abundance of it in practice,
Everyday and kept active.
People suffer from the wrong beliefs.
And a mind that is programmed...
That has been taught to feed,
By teachings of thieves.
Who then show them methods of greed.
To spread and release.

People adopt to philosophies,
That tag others with labels.
To assist in the lifting,
Of feelings that isolate them...
In divisions that split.
Into inferior mentalities,
That impresses with a dominance.
And imposes a superiority.

People have been raised from birth,
To replace a self hatred.
That makes others worship failure,
Which allows a thirst.
Cursing themselves and everyone...
With wishes to become the chosen ones.
And be viewed as the only ones,
God sees as first.

Eventually a destruction is dispersed.
And conflicts arise that threatens their demise!

People do not suffer from a faith that is unbroken!
People with a depth of it,
Would keep themselves grounded.
Unshakened with it as it is shared and spoken!
People with faith would never be undone.
Unless it was never there.
Erased and replaced by something else.
That came to chase away a faith...
And kept them praying,
Everyday!
And yet displaying...
Absolutely none!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Prayer to St Anthony for Lost Items

Saint Anthony, perfect imitator of Jesus, who received from God the Special power of restoring lost things, grant that I may find (mention Your petition) which has been lost. As least restore to me peace and Tranquility of mind, the loss of which has afflicted me even more than My material loss.

To this favor I ask another of you: that I may always remain in Possession of the true good that is God. Let me rather lose all things Than lose God, my supreme good. Let me never suffer the loss of my Greatest treasure, eternal life with God. Amen.

poem by James Roberts
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Past Lives

An angel came to me last night
She saw me in a different light
She showed me things I thoughht I could be
Are not a million miles away
As surely as night follows day
It follows, Im a king not a slave
It is another case of dj vu
It seems to happen everyday
It all comes back to me whatever I do
Theres always been a price to pay
Past lives, past lives
You can never put the ghost to bed
Get the feeling that you live, forever she said
Past lives, past lives
Rub my stomach while I pat my head
Get the feeling in your mind
When youre out of your head
And to the eastern side of the bay
My shadow is sailing away
Treasure possessions and money to burn
I wont be taking these with me
I hear the echos and Ive nowhere to turn
After all Im at sea
Past lives, past lives
We can anchor off the coast she said
The storm will pass and the fog will clear in your head
Past lives, past lives
You can never put the ghost to bed
Get the feeling that you live forever she said
In another world when dreams collide
To the mocking bird of faith we tied
She comes to pass but not to stay
Through the looking glass, she fades away
Welcome to the house of usher
An angel came to me last night
She sold me down the river of life

song performed by by Level 42
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