When Hard Times Upon Their Shoulders Drop
A remedy that guarantees,
The laughing of those of others stop...
Is to pass along pictures of them doing so,
When hard times upon their shoulders drop.
And they are in the midst of discussing their failures,
While being served with those they had disrespected...
Waiting together patiently for a meal to eat,
In a collective food share line!
Time after time and again and again,
Some people have to be reminded...
What goes up will and can come down,
When one least expects their trun is next!
'Excuse me but...
I am not accustomed to leftovers.'
~Pretend they are hors d'oeuvres.
You are very photogenic.
Who knows...
Maybe one day you will be discovered to do a movie.
And all of 'this' will be reminisced on Oprah!
Grab a seat.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Now Observe With Clarity
It has all been right there.
And never far from your view at all.
Your awareness is keener than it has ever been.
Once a nose becomes lowered,
So much under it...
Has a way of being noticed.
And you thought all this time,
They were awaiting you to sign autographs.
Or patiently waiting in line to see you pass.
No.
Like you...
Many you now observe with clarity,
Are in the same food line you have discovered.
Cheer up.
I am sure you will eventually amuse,
Somebody.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hors d'oeuvres have always a pathetic interest for me; they remind me of one's childhood that one goes through wondering what the next course is going to be like - and during the rest of the menu one wishes one had eaten more of the hors d'oeuvres.
quote by Hector Hugh Munro
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Stay Peaceful
...and remember this,
You can't eat all the macaroni and cheese!
Someone else may want some too.
While the pan is still warm...
Make sure your fork is ready!
What does this mean?
Who knows!
I don't even like macaroni and cheese like that!
Especially if I have to sit and wait patiently,
For it to be passed!
I can use my fork for something else,
That sits on my plate!
How someone can take spoonful after spoonful,
And not be considerate of others...
Is beyond me!
Knowing there are others watching.
Others who could care less about this activity...
Unfolding with disgust right before their eyes!
I wonder what's going through their greedy minds? !
I wonder if they picture themselves...
Staying in a food line,
Waiting for bread and blocks of government cheese!
Standing on their feet...
Blistering in the Sun.
With their stomachs aching to be fed!
Aching to savor the taste of a hot meal.
I wonder!
Stay peaceful!
Someone has to!
'Look...
Are you going to pass that?
Or are you going to keep it and hoard it,
For yourself?
If there's any left to pass at all!
When you were offered a seat...
It was not intended that you eat all you can eat!
Before the rest of us get a taste of what's been served.
You have got some nerve...
And the guts the size of Wyoming! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Excuse Me Mr.
Oh Im like a beggar with no luck
Im holding signs up
On your streetcorner stops
Like most you try not to see me
Stare straight ahead
Ignore the responsibility
Excuse me... excuse me mr.
Well Ive been waiting in line
And Id like to buy some of your time
Im very anxious, eager, willing
Whats your billing? (anxious eager willing)
So please excuse me mr.
Youve got things all wrong
You make it feel like a crime
So dont confuse me mr.
Ive known you too long
All I need is a little of your time
Oh for most love comes for free
They dont pay the high cost
Of mental custody
Ill pay bail for a guarantee
Make space for me
In the time yet to be
Excuse me... excuse me mr.
Well Ive been waiting in line
And Id like to buy some of your time
Ive been saving up my life,
Whats your price? (saving up my life)
So please excuse me mr.
Youve got things all wrong
You make it feel like a crime
So dont confuse me mr.
Ive known you way too long boy
All I need is a little of your time
What should I do
Im about to crack
And theres a force
That comes over me
Its almost as if
Im tied to the tracks
Im waiting for him
To rescue me
The funny thing is
Hes not going to come
Hes not going to find me
This is a matter of fact
The desire you lack
This is the way I guess it has to be...
A little of your time
I need a little of your time
Please, a little of your time yeah
So please excuse me mr.
Youve got things all wrong
You make it feel like a crime
So dont confuse me mr.
Ive known you way too long boy
All I need is a little of your time
Ooh Im in line to buy time
Im in line to buy time
Im in line to
Im in line to
Excuse me
Well Ive been waiting in line
Excuse me
Excuse me mr.
song performed by by No Doubt
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Excuse Me Mr.
Im like a beggar with no luck
Im holding signs up
On your streetcorner stops
Like most you try not to see me
You stare straight ahead
Ignore the responsibility
Excuse me...excuse me mr.
Ive been waiting in line
And Id like to buy some of your time
Im every anxioux, eager, willing.
Whats your billing?
So please excuse me mr.
Youve got things all wrong
You make it feel like a crime
So dont comfuse me mr.
Ive know you too long
And I need is a little of your time
For most love comes for free
They dont pay the high cost
Of mental custody
Ill pay bail for a guarantee
Please make space for me
In the time yet to be
Excuse me...excuse me mr.
And Id been saving up my life,
Whats your price?
Chorus:
What should I do
Im about to crack
And theres a force
That comes over for me
Its almost as if Im tied to the tracks
And Im waiting for him
To rescue me
The funny thing is
Hes not going to come
Hes not going to find me
This a a matter of fact
The desire you lack
Thius is the way I guess it has to be...
A little of your time
Please, a little of your time
Chorus:
Im in line to buy time
Im in line to buy time
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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He Chose to Eat
Attacked!
He sought shelter in silence.
Angered.
They could not locate,
Another word of his to deny!
Accustomed to disagree...
With anyone who came to rescue them.
They grew weak and mentally unnourished.
And when left alone,
They realized...
He who came to speak,
Spoke and did not joke or entertain their whims.
They missed beating him with collective ignorance.
And he who they chased away...
Did not miss one meal he chose to eat alone!
He wanted to share,
The variety of life...
And the spices he discovered; enjoyed and liked!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Demand A Return Of Those Old Remedies
I understand the economy suffers,
From an assortment of bankruptcies.
I understand there are those...
Who may be processing for the first time,
Their own financial emergencies.
No need to tell me,
I must endure through agonies.
Yesterday...it 't'was'...
I would not fathom or could believe,
Such dire straits would dance upon the horizon.
But...
So much for tragic impressions!
'Where' is my caviar?
And before dinner hors d'oeuvres...
I've grown accustomed to eat.
I'm feeling a bit despondent.
'Uh...Mister Pertillar,
They have long not been within your budget! '
EXCUSE ME?
I want and need my delusions fed!
Where has the Prince of Delsuions gone?
'He and the others,
Were replaced by your new medications.'
Well,
I demand a return of those old remedies.
'Sir...
Your 'supplier' is on strike!
Demanding those fees be hiked.'
Oh I can't wait until they legalize that stuff!
What has happened?
Has 'everyone' been corrupted...
By rumors and that kind of bluff?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unable To Commit
I choose not to sing,
'We Are The World' with anyone.
Don't be stunned.
I just refuse to sit and sip,
With hypocrites spilling philosophies,
They themselves admit...
They are unable to commit to,
If not assisted by photo ops...
And served hors d'oeuvres!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Time Re Written
Time goes fast
Time goes slow
Time sees love ones pass
Time sees the living grow
Time finds it hard to forget
Time can store up treasures and sorrows, and very hard to let go...
Time rushes fast
Time stops and starts
Time is shown by nights turn into days
Time makes all the seasons change
Time is going slowly at times but
Time can race you across the line
Time awaits for you to have peace but
Time can also hide sadness deep
Time is sometimes patient
Time can be kind
Time often cruel and
Time can be so so unkind
Time is a second
Time is minute, hour, even days and months
Time is not possible for us to keep
But right now...I wish time will not pass me by
Nor it slip back into yesterday day...
For i have much to look forward
In Time...and much more afar
I am certain now that
Time is a precious thing and will bring along amazing things...
Time...more time...and much much time
And somehow i feel a bit lost at this...
Time
Perhaps only when the dark night comes at long last
I will stop thinking about
Time
For time will no longer matter then
And only then... until then
Each second, Every minute...Even hour and all these Endless days
Bientôt mon chéri, venez à moi
poem by AngelLucianna Vesna
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Still Waiting
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
Drop dead a bullet to my head
Your words are like a gun in hand
You can't change the state of the nation
We just need some motivation
Three times casino eviction
Just lies and more contradiction
So tell me what would you say
I'd say its up: to me
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
Ignorance and Understanding
We're the first ones to jump in line
Out of step for what we believe in
But whos left? To start the pleading
How far will we take this
It's not hard to see through the sickness
So tell me what would you say
I'd say its up: to me
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
This can't last forever
Time won't make things better
I feel so alone
Can't help myself
And no one knows
If this is worthless
Tell me: so
What have we done
We're in a war that can't be won
This can't be real
I don't know what to feel
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
song performed by by Sum 41
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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No Stoppin Us Now
Patrick simmons/michael mcdonald/christopher thompson
Every time when I think Im closer
To what I need most
Here I am standing in line
Will it be worth the waiting
Had enough of hard times
I cant stand no more
Layin down a new line
Now I know for sure
Every heartbreak made me that much stronger
Good things take that long
Had enough of hard times
Theres no stopping us now
Had enough of hard times
Theres no stopping us now
I know I was born to love you
So glad its you
Got a new rhyme
Heres another rhythm got me steppin in time
Sittin with your head on my shoulder
Right where you belong
song performed by by Doobie Brothers
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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One Time
One eye goes laughing,
One eye goes crying
Through the trials and trying of one life
One hand is tied,
One step gets behind
In one breath were dying
Ive been waiting for the sun to come up
Waiting for the showers to stop
Waiting for the penny to drop
One time
And Ive been standing in a cloud of plans
Standing on the shifting sands
Hoping for an open hand
One time
song performed by by King Crimson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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This One Meal
This one meal mom just made
All this food she prepared
This one meal, I remembered
Mom and I had a deal
She said 'Just Eat It'
I stared at the bread I just bit
Watching mom throw away the leftover
Did she even think about the world hunger?
I tried to stop thinking about all this
I couldn't look at my full dish
I cannot hide it
It is too hard, ..
All the world hunger..
From which people die
All this food mom just threw away
Kidney Beans, Sausages, Potatoes...
If only she thought of what she was doing
Throwing away all this food
If only she thought
of what this food could do
save lives, prevent hunger..
Help people live their lives longer..
poem by Klaudia Kuczynska
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It Doesn't Seem It But Believe
It doesn't seem it but believe,
The time has flown so fast.
It doesn't seem it but believe,
The time has flown so fast.
One minute we are wiping a nose.
And the next second...
It seems,
We're now all old.
It doesn't seem that the time has flown away so fast.
It doesn't seem it but believe the time has flown so fast.
It doesn't seem it but believe the time has flown so fast.
Was it yesterday we said hello,
To the one we wanted to do that...good rock and roll.
It doesn't seem that the time has flown away so fast.
It doesn't seem it,
But believe...
The time has flown so fast.
It doesn't seem it,
But believe...
Some thoughts we have we should let pass.
You cain't change a game played when it's over.
Nor can you redefine a lover who has gone to another.
Yes as cruel as it can be,
To see a time we lived to see flee fast.
From a rocking seat!
Yes as cruel as it can be,
To see a time we lived to see flee fast.
It doesn't seem it but believe it that the time has flown so fast
From a rocking seat!
You cain't change a game played when it's over.
Nor can you redefine a lover who has gone to another.
It doesn't seem that the time has flown away so fast.
From a rocking seat!
It doesn't seem that the time has flown away so fast.
It doesn't seem it,
But believe...
The time has flown so fast.
From a rocking seat!
It doesn't seem it,
But believe...
Some thoughts we should have let go pass.
From a rocking seat!
And there we sit by a window looking older.
With plans to feed a cat,
At the back door.
Who meows for leftovers.
It doesn't seem that the time has flown away so fast.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What's Next?
'Excuse me...
But,
Can you tell us...
What's next? '
Hmmm..
I really haven't figured that out yet.
You caught me off guard.
I was just thinking about that.
I know I have a consciousness,
That has me believing...
I have still time to produce my best.
And keeping this belief,
Challenges my ability to acquire proper rest.
And accepting there is a better 'me',
That needs to be pushed forward...
To be critiqued with a test,
Is...
Unsettling at times.
This does play with my mind.
I'm sorry!
What was your question?
'What's next? '
For...who?
'I have forgotten.
But I do thank you for sharing.
Some people would not have responded to me at all.
Especially in such detail.
Oh yes...
Can you tell me,
What is served next...
After the appetizers?
My friend says it's the entree.
I say it is either the soup or salad.'
I see!
Well...
I've already given you dessert.
So you don't have to worry about,
How good that is.
'Thank you.
You've got jokes!
Enjoy your meal.
We are not into desserts.
But who knows what time has instore for us.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Minds of Those Like These
The escalation of a hatred,
By those accustomed to doing it...
Produces for them great sorrow.
And on borrowed time,
They proceed to show themselves...
Out of their minds with a choice to grieve.
Incredible.
Incredible...
Wh at people know.
What people know..
And find it,
Hard to believe.
And,
Incredible.
Incredible...
What people know.
What people know...
And find it,
Hard to conceive.
Self seekers enforcing to impose their will,
For the purpose to fulfill...
The prophesy of their demise.
So unwise are they who do not pay attention.
So unwise are they who do not listen!
As they forge ahead,
In disbelief of what has been 'envisioned'.
Or comprehend words to them said.
As they forge ahead,
Strickened by positions...
That restrict their minds to limited conditions.
Incredible.
Incredible...What people know.
What people know..
And find it,
Hard to believe.
And,
Incredible.
Incredible...
What people know.
What people know...
And find it,
Hard to conceive.
The escalation of a hatred,
By those accustomed to doing it...
Produces for them great sorrow.
And no tomorrows come to those,
Making attempts to dethrone and dispose...
Of truth and the existence of it,
Because they refuse to 'see'.
Instead of reacting emotionally,
To rapid revelations.
Programmed and delivered by the 'Deities'.
Incredible.
Incredible...
What people know.
What people know..
And find it,
Hard to believe.
And,
Incredible.
Incredible...
What people know.
What people know...
And find it,
Hard to conceive.
It is hard to believe,
How people live and they deceive!
It is hard to believe people who seek no remedy.
Incredible.
Incredible...
The minds of those like these.
Incredible.
Incredible...
The minds of those like these.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It is no longer as common as it use to be
In times when forgetting is instant.
And encouraged.
There are still some places,
In which to have a good memory poses a threat.
People with them are disrespected.
Only those who stay angry for the pettiest of reasons,
Are the ones who can claim those reasons...
To be what they say they are,
Without anyone disagreeing or caring why they are angry.
And making sense?
It is no longer as common as it use to be.
Therefore,
Very few pretend to know what it is to pretend they have it.
While those who pretend seem to impress with their imaginations,
More and more people as deceit becomes the rage.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Drop That Bomb
(john duarte/bill bowersock)
Dont look now
But guess whos making crazy eyes at you
He wants to win your heart somehow
But dont think this boy knows what to do
Hes so shy you might just wait forever
If you wait for him and love could pass you by
You may never have a chance like this again so
Drop that bomb wo oh
Tell him youre in love with him
Drop that bomb oh yeah
How else is he ever gonna know
Grab that boy and tell him
Nows your time
Aint no sin to clue him in
The boy cant read your mind
Yah yah yah yah yah wo wo wo
The best of love is hard to find
And it can slip like sand right through your hand
So when you find that gentle kind
You got to walk right up and take it while you can
Drop that bomb wo oh
Tell him youre in love with him
Drop that bomb oh yeah
How else is he ever gonna know
Grab that boy and tell him
Nows your time
Aint no sin to clue him in
The boy vant read your mind
A million nights from now
When hes looking deep in your eyes
Youd say remember how
We walked right into paradise
Oh, drop that bomb wo oh
Tell him youre in love with him
Drop that bomb oh yeah
How else is he ever gonna know
song performed by by Tiffany
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Campfire Meal
There is nothing like a meal
From a flaming hot campfire
It cooks the kind of food
For which you’ll never tire
A slow cooked smoky brisket
The best you ever got
Along with homemade biscuits
Cooked right in a iron pot
The beans are so hot and spicy
Your taste buds will yell hooray
The food is so delicious
I don’t know just what to say
The sweet corn and potatoes
Are cooked on the campfire too
Grab a plate and get in line
That’s just what you want to do
It’s the cowboy way of cooking
I’ll grab some firewood
Join us at the Rockin L & H
Where nothing else tastes as good!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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The most remarkable thing about my mother is that for thirty years she served the family nothing but leftovers. The original meal has never been found.
quote by Calvin Trillin
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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