When They Don't Possess The Balls!
Many make false claims,
To sensationalize their own lives.
They use others as decoys,
To hide and mask their own insecurities.
With backstabbings.
Character assassinations.
Malicious gossip and innuendo.
And familiar deceit and lies!
People like you and me,
Are singled out and victimized.
Why?
Because that is easier for someone to do,
When they don't possess the balls!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Innuendo, Gossip 'And' LIES!
Isn't it easy for you to sit and criticize?
With nothing you do to be held accountable to.
With no responsibility...
But to approve or disapprove as you choose.
And say what you like and dislike about others.
And who you have chosen to agonize and despise.
With innuendo, gossip and lies!
'Oh my...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' lies? '
That's right...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' LIES!
'Ewww...
That's awful! '
Isn't it easy for you to sit and criticize?
Without one effort made to create and strategize.
And those all day and night sleepless work binges...
Could not approach or touch,
Your lazy appetite for life!
Since what you do best,
Is make attempts to initiate unrest!
With innuendo, gossip and lies!
'Oh my...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' lies? '
That's right...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' LIES!
'Oh my...'
Isn't it easy for you to sit and criticize?
With nothing you do to be held accountable to.
With no responsibility...
But to approve or disapprove as you choose.
And say what you like and dislike about others.
And who you have chosen to agonize and despise.
'Don't say it!
Not with...'
Yep,
That's right...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' LIES!
'Oh my...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' lies? '
That's right...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' LIES!
People like you who do nothing but criticize,
Are pitiful!
Despicable.
Obnoxious and unwise.
Doing what you do to antagonize people's lives.
'Oh,
Please allow me to say it...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' lies? '
That's right...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' LIES!
'Oh my! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cries of Anguish Sighed
One day,
You will say what you mean.
Without post-traumatic stress,
Coming to exist from a premeditative visit.
In preparation for your defense...
To have others see you as the one victimized.
The one picked upon...
As you sweeten with innocence.
And disgusting those not 'smoozed' by your pretense.
Beginning as it does to get sickening to witness.
Cries of anguish sighed are kicked to the side.
After a noticeable pattern of this,
Starts to affect too many lives.
And those entertained by it have been satisfied.
You hide behind deceit and embellished lies.
A disguise you have worn too long.
Smothering to mask insecurities and incompetence.
And instead of ending your charade,
You wish to enforce you way...
To have this maladjustment accepted.
Making it increasingly difficult,
For you to ever know reality...
Without peeking at it from a distance.
And complaining how 'mean' it seems!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Before They Chopped Them Down to Fall
Everyday it appears,
More people are going out of their way...
To reveal their insecurities,
By accusing a spoken truth!
That upsets their narrowed comprehensions.
And gossip and innuendos...
With character assassinations are then pursued.
And a practiced backstabbing,
To undo those of honesty too...
Is what people like this in privacy choose to do.
And not caring at all...
To see the forest for the trees,
Before they chopped them down to fall.
On themselves with bruises to leave.
This is reflected and seen in their environments.
How the loss of discreeted corruption...
Has been exposed to local residents.
Many express disbelief and can not comprehend this.
So accustomed they've been,
To being deceived...
By family members and their own friends.
Just for a few more dollars in their pockets to spend.
At the expense of betrayal and acts of treason,
Foolishly in an excitement that could not wait to begin.
But this has been the life,
People have chosen to achieve and succeed.
Whether this had been wrong or right...
Not too many perceived,
The ones eventually performing their own bleeding...
Would be from their own hands,
To bite and cut off their needs that kept them feeding.
With blinded addictions focused on greed.
That's what gluttony does to people like these.
Everyday it appears,
More people are going out of their way...
To reveal their insecurities,
By accusing a spoken truth!
That upsets their narrowed comprehensions.
And gossip and innuendos...
With character assassinations are then pursued.
And a practiced backstabbing,
To undo those of honesty too...
Is what people like this in privacy choose to do.
And not caring at all...
To see the forest for the trees,
Before they chopped them down to fall.
On everything they claimed valued,
To have had worth.
And...
An ignorance initially refusing to listen,
Becomes installed...
Upon all,
Of self righteous deeds.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Familiar Stitch
There are people everyday,
Who make false claims.
Putting the blame for something done,
On someone else.
To then pretend their complete innocence.
A pattern develops.
And this is witnessed.
With false claims made to damage others...
Eventually admitted.
After a pattern sewn...
Shows a too familiar stitch!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Practicing The Pointing Of Aging Fingers
All it had to take,
Was the admission of one's mistakes.
With the facing of one's wrongs.
To eliminate.
To have them then forgiven.
The dance with procrastination,
Became stronger when prolonged.
And for those who chose to remain hidden,
Behind created accusations unlimited...
A discovery found has occurred.
There were no escapes routes to warn,
Or printed on walls surrounding dead ends.
And...
Remembered loud voices exclaiming,
'I Told You So! '
Hand ended long ago.
Unfamiliar but too common,
Is 'that' reality one accepts...
That exhausts every delusion one has used,
To make more excuses.
To finally be left alone,
Practicing the pointing of aging fingers.
To leave those duped and once supportive,
Feeling ashamed...
They were picked and baited to believe false claims.
As the ones victimized by deceiving eyes,
Of expressed innocence used to lure others...
To navigate misdeeds done,
Have never shown themselves affected...
By the telling of lies directed to defame them.
In fact...
Such character assassinations,
Seem to have been to their benefit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In the most public of places
When one survives after being victimized,
By those who lie habitually...
To boost themselves above insecurities,
Hidden deeply.
It is best to let them and their evil deeds go.
A surviver who rises above and beyond this,
Eventually knows truth bestows.
This they know.
And with this they grow.
Those unknowing of one's malfunctions,
Will witness one day how they are exposed.
In the most public of places.
And the one victimized by such false lips,
Will show how a life lived with a faith that exists...
Rises high detached from conflicts.
With a maintaining of a happiness that reflects,
From inside what has been there and real.
And this becomes freed of any secrets revealed.
'Oh my!
What I heard and was led to believe,
Has been deceit all this time?
What is in the mind of those who undermine? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From the Watchful Eyes of God
My advice?
I am not one to give it.
Since it is not my expertise.
But I will offer a suggestion,
I hope you do not question!
Since it is my observation.
Anyone making decisions to select someone,
To become prey of slander being done.
With character assassinations...
To defame with false accusations.
Hoping to impede worthy deeds,
With an unconscious evilness that succeeds.
Should evaluate the depth and permanence,
Of the circumstances...
Once implemented they can not circumvent,
With calls of forgiveness a regretful mind...
In time,
Will not let one forget!
Some folks will pretend,
Such actions against them does not offend.
However...
Those who are victimized,
Are never far away...
From the watchful eyes of God!
And He, She or It will not legitimize these actions,
By ignoring them as innocent fits of fancy.
No matter how deep a deceit of cloaking goes!
Something will be done,
To affect the lives of those who choose darkness
To impose...
Such sinister actions dressed,
Masquerading in pious clothes.
Disguised as sheep...
Baring fangs of demons to wolf,
Under choral robes!
Their souls are not veiled at all!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stupid Looks
People are now heard saying,
What 'could' have been done...
When what 'should' have been done,
They did not do.
Ignoring what has been stated,
To have someone else appear as if crazed...
Delivers the opposite effect,
To eventually reveal...
Those who procrastinate standing,
With stupid looks on their faces.
People seem only quick to listen,
After and not before something to them happens.
And to those they have chosen to critique and slander,
They are 'always' proactive...
With their character assassinations.
Even when they have clearly victimized themselves.
People are now heard saying,
What 'could' have been done...
When what 'should' have been done,
They did not do.
And they seek to lay blame on someone else,
As if it is their tradition to not self examine.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Decoys
You'll see over there,
Decoys.
But none to keep.
Or use as toys.
Realize they are bait to feed.
And a process to minimize,
Those who try...
To annoy with alibis.
We apply them to attract,
Those easy to tease.
And seeking a life of greed,
To please and disregard others in need.
Decoys,
Are easy to create and rid.
Decoys,
Used to fool...
And,
Derail those offtrack people.
We need decoys,
To trick...
Those who abuse.
Decoys,
Employed to trap.
Decoys,
Those greedy already fat.
Decoys,
To sidetrack those rat packers...
Who enjoy holding others back.
Decoys,
Employed to trap.
Decoys,
Those greedy already fat.
Decoys,
To sidetrack those rat packers...
Who enjoy holding others back.
Those decoys.
To school those up and coming...
Looking for money to get,
Without sweat to create...
A mess for the rest.
You'll see over there,
Decoys.
But none to keep.
Or use as toys.
We apply them to attract,
Those easy to tease.
And decoys,
Employed to trap.
Decoys,
Those greedy already fat.
Decoys,
To sidetrack those rat packers...
Who enjoy holding others back.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Devils Radio
Devils radio
Gossip, gossip
Gossip, gossip
I heard it in the night
Words that thoughtless speak
Like vultures swooping down below
On the devils radio
I hear it through the day
Airwaves gettin filled
With gossip broadcast to and fro
On the devils radio
Oh yeah, gossip
Gossip, oh yeah
Hes in the clubs and bars
And never turns it down
Talking about what he dont know
On the devils radio
Hes in your tv set
Wont give it a rest
That soul betraying so and so
The devils radio
Gossip, gossip
Gossip, gossip
(oh yeah) gossip, (gossip) oh yeah
(gossip) oh yeah, (oh yeah) gossip
Its white and black like industrial waste
Pollution of the highest degree
You wonder why I dont hang out much
I wonder how you cant see
Hes in the films and songs
And on all your magazines
Its everywhere that you may go
The devils radio
Oh yeah, gossip
Gossip, oh yeah
Runs thick and fast, no one really sees
Quite what bad it can do
As it shapes you into something cold
Like an eskimo igloo
Its all across our lives
Like a weed its spread
till nothing else has space to grow
The devils radio
Can creep up in the dark
Make us hide behind shades
And buzzing like a dynamo
The devils radio
(gossip) oh yeah, (gossip) oh yeah
(gossip) gossip, (gossip) gossip
Oh yeah, gossip I heard you on satans wireless
Gossip, oh yeah you know the devils radio, child
Gossip, gossip
Gossip, gossip
song performed by by George Harrison
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Life Lies And Deceit
Eyes of the innocent
Lies of the guilty
float around like loose atoms
Ready to collide
Ready to explode in my mind
False confessions
To tie in with lies,
lies of the witnesses
So they don't have to hide
Will they ever come forward
and say it was all a lie
Or will they
Let the innocent people die
In their life lies and deceit
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Accepting To Protect False Beliefs
The telling of lies told and sold,
To deny in a hiding of one's insecurities...
Does not prevent,
An increasing mental instability...
As witnessed by those,
Not only experiencing buyer's remorse...
But shows the ones who have lied,
Responsible for much that has gone...
Misunderstood most of their lives,
While fighting against denials.
And today...
There is no way of escaping,
With a possibility on either side of truth...
To correct relationships destroyed to redo,
By accepting to protect false beliefs as done.
Or can fix to mend anyone's heart broken,
Of those victimized who have forgiven.
Since they will never be able to erase in time,
From their minds...
The effects of what has happened to them.
Accepting to protect,
False beliefs...
Doesn't shadow,
A truth that's known.
Accepting to protect,
False beliefs...
Doesn't shadow,
A truth that's known.
Accepting to protect,
False beliefs...
Doesn't shadow,
A truth that's known...
To keep those from being aware,
With a clearing of polluted air.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fake People
All the time
I look in your eyes
But what I see
And what you say to me
Are two totally different things
You pretend you put on a façade
I only wish you knew that I'm not
The only one who sees it as odd
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Because of their own insecurities
They try to pass on to you their idiosyncrasies
Thinking they are your friends you let them into your lives
But then they turn around and about you tell nothing but lies
Jealousy is such an ugly thing
Almost as ugly as hypocrisy
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Fake people
Fake people
So now I must ask who are your friends
Are they really what they seem to be
Or are they just trying to hide from you their envy
Do your friends really have your back
Or is it that that's where by them you've been stabbed
I once had a friend
One I thought would be there for me till the end
Then one day my happiness ended and theirs began
And when I needed someone to lean on
Behind me did no one stand
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Because of their own insecurities
They try to pass on to you their idiosyncrasies
Thinking they are your friends you let them into your lives
But then they turn around and about you tell nothing but lies
Jealousy is such an ugly thing
Almost as ugly as hypocrisy
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Fake people
Fake people
Be careful who you let know your business
'Cause in the end
Rumors about you they could be spreadin'
Don't put your trust in people who don't trust you
There's no telling what they're liable to say or do
Grow smarter with each experience
And you'll see true friends
Are the friends who are their with and for you till the end
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Because of their own insecurities
They try to pass on to you their idiosyncrasies
Thinking they are your friends you let them into your lives
But then they turn around and about you tell nothing but lies
Jealousy is such an ugly thing
Almost as ugly as hypocrisy
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Fake people
Fake people
(1998)
poem by Dionne K. Kelly
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Beneath The Mask
Beneath the mask her wander lies
projecting an image for lovers eyes.
Such endless beauty my eyes behold,
under the mask she wears so bold
She hides behind her vain-full pride,
The twist and turn of storms inside.
She sits so still, so calm a girl
And guards with faith her hidden pearl.
Behold the mask covers her face
For between its cracks lies hidden grace
And beneath that mystic mask of wood
Lies secrets of a love so good
She needs to see through sudden glee
She needs not wear the mask for me.
In her glory I need to bask
For I love the girl who wear the mask.
Beneath the mask
There is a love and compassion
Inhibition and insecurities,
But there is also the girl I love
poem by C.F Francis
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See Yourself
Its easier to tell a lie than it is to tell the truth
Its easier to kill a fly than it is to turn it loose
Its easier to criticize somebody else
Than to see yourself
Its easier to give a sigh and be like all the rest
Who stand around and crucify you while you do your best
Its easier to see the books upon the shelf
Than to see yourself
Its easier to hurt someone and make them cry
Than it is to dry their eyes
I got tired of fooling around with other peoples lies
Rather Id find someone thats true
Its easier to say you wont than it is to feel you can
Its easier to drag your feet than it is to be a man
Its easier to look at someone eless wealth
Than to see yourself
song performed by by George Harrison
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Mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You look better that way
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You look better that way
Are you my friend ?
Are you my plumber ?
Are you my God ?
What do you do ?
Wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
Which mask are you ?
Which mask are you ?
Complicated crushed up disappointed squirming angry thrusting stabbing regretting starving greedy human alien being, struggling down the street, up the alley, in the elevator, through the party, to the office, in the bedroom, on your way to the morgue. Bullshitting, lying, doing a good deed or feeling loved barely possible. Aware of insatiable demands of not a society all around you. Chunky frat boys in their shorts, pimps with old semite eyes, sex hoochies of the jungle, sensitive smart alec college graduates, critics fronting franticly in New York city, every body in L.A just plain licking ass or having it licked, irony in place of balls, balls in place of brains, brains in place of soul, where is the soul?, where is the love?, where am i?
Which mask are you ?
Which mask are you ?
Which mask are you ?
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
You're wearing a mask
which mask are you ?
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Setting A Few Records Straight
There is nothing like confronting,
An adversary who initiates conflicts...
But somehow has forgotten,
The ones that attempted...
To ruin you and your reputation.
With character assassination...
And malicious gossip,
Propped up on lips nonstop!
The only ones knowing,
What this might be like...
Are those not living their lives,
Appeasing others...
Sitting on a fence.
And living in a noncommitment status!
With hand extended to welcome you,
The one with an absence of memory...
Invites you as someone new,
To a neighborhood...
You had long lived before,
Being ushered away years ago.
But those into 'looks' aren't consumed with history.
No...
There is nothing like it!
Nor is there anything quite like,
Those decisions one chooses to ignore or make!
Especially,
When confronted with setting a few records straight!
'You look as 'if' you have something on your mind.
What could someone like you...
Possibly have on your mind?
Besides me?
And...
I hope you don't think I am being too forward? '
~Not at all!
You're making this more easier than I initially thought.~
'You are such the tease! '
~You have no idea how close I am to stopping.
And just let you have what I'd like to deliver.
But...
With you,
I am going to take my time!
I hope you're into sports? ~
'Me?
I love them! '
~I'm learning to become fond of them myself.
I enjoy skydiving and mountain climbing.
Which one of those would you like to learn? ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Theories of Beliefs
False information to spread intentionally,
On those unwittingly being honest with themselves...
And with others they come to socialize in exchanging chats,
Calls for an immediate and total communication shutdown.
A stopping of that.
Causing the culprits doing this,
To find their own integrities picked apart.
Quicker than the lies they told to sensationalize,
Their own lives.
With theories of beliefs they add to what has been said.
It is best to get off a hot stove,
Than to remain sitting on it...
Perceiving a controlling of the heat,
Is kept discreet.
Which is an impossibility with small minds around.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Motivated to Accomplish
Don't tolerate anyone...
That uses your integrity,
To mask their own insecurities.
Some folks like these are slow to produce.
And quick to whine.
Preferring to spend their time dining,
In an exchange of hot gossip.
Those who are motivated to accomplish...
Their dreams and wishes,
Are often doing that alone.
Regardless if their deeds are not condoned.
They must create the show and tell of their virtues.
As if to prove what is done is legit.
And setting aside comments to get that done!
To enjoy the life for them that exists...
Without excuses.
Some choose to sit and schedule appointments,
Either to forget or dismiss.
Finding it easier to pick on someone,
Who conducts business first.
And having a thirst to feed their aspirations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Protesting In The Nonsense Called Denial
Like it to accept or not,
But those sharing deceits...
Are people of equal mentalities.
To gather together to make claims of being neglected.
And those looking for physical differences,
To live one step above the other...
Forget,
On which common soil...
There is a placing of similar footsteps.
With the going through the same process.
To gather together to make claims of being neglected.
And to make accusations they do,
That are seen to be reflected and familiar...
Only upsets the ones refusing to see themselves.
And those who refuse to see themselves,
Are all over the place...
Protesting in the nonsense called denial.
And...
To gather together to make claims of being neglected.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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