When Two Just Do Not Agree
We have different definitions of integrity.
You and I.
I prefer to nip things in the bud...
With eyes that are cleared.
Freed of cloudy assumptions and innuendos.
Since those I do not endear.
In fact,
I bother not to go near them.
They lead to bogus beginnings.
And I can't feed my mind,
On situations intertwined...
Reeking with falsities.
We have different definitions of integrity.
You and I.
With a seeing from a point of view that is eye to eye.
And that is an impossibility to do when two just do not agree.
On how to objectively induce the origin of truth,
To produce the enhancement of productivity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Law That Isn't
The law that isn't!
But should be...
Integrity.
Integrity.
All kinds of crime,
Have been defined.
But...
One escapes from a state of mind.
Integrity!
The law that isn't.
Integrity.
integrity!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We live in a world
Today we live in a world
where truth, honour,
and integrity is trampled on.
When leaders lie
and bend the truth
to soot their own ambitions
and passions,
when men disregard
other men and misuse them
as tools or stepping stones
or parts to the big machine,
or cannon feed in a festering war
and wealth and power
and self-indulgence
becomes the ultimate good,
there’s something terribly wrong
with society and the world we live in.
In time men become like gods
in there own eyes
and they view the Holy One
as equal to themselves
and bent on self-glory
and chasing His own pleasure
for selfish reasons,
where with the Almighty
truth, honour, integrity
and the Divine goodness
of His self sacrificing love
remains forever more.
poem by Gert Strydom
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For You..
Courage and integrity are wondrous things to see
In your eyes I see them both looking back at me
Courage and integrity before were simply words
Vowels and consonants, sounds that I have heard,
Visions from old battlefields, heroes standing tall,
Yet now I see them in your eyes in writing very small.
Courage and integrity at last I understand
The beauty of the meaning behind the open hand.
Courage and integrity are wondrous things to see
One day my love I hope you see them looking back at thee.
Craig Norris.
poem by Craig Norris
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Mercury
A long way to get here
The chaosmngers scream
No more, control,
Leave minds, alone
We'll turn it upside down
Been waiting oh so long
This is it, it's finished
This is it, we get it !
The big liar on his side
Hiding, hearing inside :
No more, control,
Leave minds, alone.
We'll show them what we got
Forever they'll be locked
This is what, you look for
This is more, this is war !
It's gonna be, hostility
Hypothetic is liberty
Anti-being society
As directed reality
My point of view that's for sure
Is lucid but insecure
Revolution is evident
Chaosmngers are resistant
You better shake up your mind
Coz if you're just staying blind
Integrity you won't find
The discord is real now
Echo is very loud !
No more control,
Leave minds alone
Soon the system will die
It's another rough time
Don't back off, and stand up
Go for it, we need it !
My point of view that's for sure
Is septic and insecure
Evolution isn't a shame
Each member stays in the game
You better shake up your mind
Coz if you're just staying blind
Integrity you won't find
Maybe we'll win, maybe we'll loose
Confrontation, both side they use
Macrosolutions to megaproblems (4)
It hasn't changed
It's all the same
You'll check the box
You'll put that cross
The vote is done, another one
My point of view that's for sure
Is worry and insecure
But I won't forget this gang
The chaosmngers who still stand
You better shake up your mind
Coz if you're just staying blind
Integrity you won't find
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Fitting Conditions One Accepts
Look for them.
Definitions!
They will be there.
Used for what they are...
To become redefined,
To suit minds seeking reason.
On their terms.
To find a value that expresses,
One's way of life.
To either correct or ignore,
What is right.
To apply these definitions...
Fitting conditions one accepts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Parafake: The 'Word'.....[English language; 'new' word]
My wife used the "word" parafake, one evening in our bed.
Now don't get any nasty idea she was speaking of ME, in your nasty head.
In fact I don't believe either of us recall, of WHAT she was speaking,
and "parafake" isn't even a word in my dictionary. I know; I went peeking.
There is paraffin and paraformaldehyde, and parakeet of course,
but I could not find parafake; nor was there parahorse.
So I looked up "para", which turns out to be some sort of money.
Then I looked up the prefix "para- (or par-) ", with no definitions that were funny.
The prefix definitions range from "beside" and "beyond", to "incorrect",
to "a diatomic molecule" which, without super-eyes, I could NOT detect.
Well there was one definition of para-, the prefix, which I thought would fit.
"Para" can mean "assistant" (such as in paralegal) . On that definition I bit.
So then I looked up "fake" in my dictionary to try to pin down "parafake".
Guess what. There are widely varying definitions of "fake", for goodness sake!
Well I've chosen the definition of fake which is "one that is not genuine".
Therefore I say a "parafake" is an "assistant to one that is not genuine". If you don't agree, that is fine.
So a paralegal would be a parafake if her boss had no law degree, and
a vintner's assistant would be a parafake if his boss neither made NOR sold wine. You SEE?
(Nov.2012)
poem by Bri Edwards
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One's Rush To Pass A Vocal Judgement
Why is it that one's rush to pass a vocal judgement,
Seems to get stuck from a rushing away from it...
By a campaigning in excuses made,
As to why they were quick to point fingers and blame...
On someone they have discovered,
Has too much integrity to lower their values...
To sling mud with anyone accustomed to sniffing gutters.
And that person doing the sniffing,
Seems to have acquired a reputation...
Of tossing about accusations,
From a self righteous point of view...
Beginning to reek of suspicion,
From those who with noses smelling...
The origin from where such stench began.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Most High On Kingdom's Throne
You may assume it from assumptions fed.
And innuendos whispered,
By those who wish them to spread.
You may even be groomed upon it,
Until for you...
It becomes a craving in your head.
But know this...
From my lips not whispered,
You will never defeat me!
You know why?
My life is not based upon opinions told,
Rumors or babbled smattered...
With a smearing of lies.
And while you are asleep with visions to defeat me,
I am awake to salivate upon teachings I feed and seek.
Where?
At the feet where my Father sits Most High,
On Kingdom's Throne.
And people like me are welcomed to greet and meet,
The Almighty.
No matter if we gather together.
Or if it's requested one visits Him alone.
You may assume it from assumptions fed.
And innuendos whispered,
By those who wish them to spread.
But know this...
Defeating the children taught by my Father,
May be your wish.
However...
Where my Father sits Most High on Kingdom's Throne,
Fantasies like yours do not exist.
You may assume it from assumptions fed.
And innuendos whispered,
By those who wish them to spread.
But know this...
Where my Father sits Most High on Kingdom's Throne,
Fantasies like yours do not exist.
Or are even known.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Horse You Named Clarence Has Died
There are those who are handed definitions,
To relate to as a designation.
And there are those who create definitions,
That describe the times that move forward with change.
Those who make attempts to keep things remaining the same,
Will always find their standards kept...
To use as proper etiquette,
Outdated and sought to replace on someone's menu.
Especially those needing a crash course,
In updating slow minds.
And there 'is' one that just may do the job!
One that is ideal to leave old thoughts behind.
Entitled:
Those Wheels Don't Roll On Cobblestone Anymore;
And That Horse You Named Clarence Has Died.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Of Acceptance and Compliancy
Acceptance is not the same as compliancy.
Although both definitions suggest flexibility.
Acceptance is done after comprehension comes.
And one compliant seems to be more submissive,
Technically.
With actions that are specific,
To what is defined and made understood.
And one who accepts definitions,
May argue with an understanding...
That attention and answers are expected to be given,
When asked!
With someone 'qualified' to deliver what appeases.
Or no one sleeps!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Matter How Many Apologies Come
A breached integrity is difficult to mend.
Any outreaching extended,
Doesn't heal but offends.
A conscious intention is known for what it is.
No one who says they respect someone,
Will protect themselves...
With a lie that's done.
That's a breach of one's integrity.
No matter how many apologies come.
And for anyone who says that is being sensitive,
Have no respect or integrity to offer.
And surely none there to be known as it is to give.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No More Fearful Innuendos
No more...fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Get from your windows.
Your neighbors can now see...what you do.
No need to whisper what you're feeling.
If it's there it will be seen like you!
Open your closed doors.
Your enemies perceived have never been.
That gossip was to get you to accept it.
While the thieves were stealing truth from under you.
Oh! Oh...
Come out of hiding.
Look at all the damage that's been done.
Don't you think that this has been intentional?
To have suspicions laid on everyone.
Oh! Oh,
No more...
Fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more...fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
Open your closed doors.
Your enemies perceived have never been.
That gossip was to get you to accept it.
While the thieves were stealing truth from under you.
Oh! Oh...
No more!
Fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
No more fearful innuendos.
No more. No more.
Get from your windows.
Your neighbors now can see just what you do.
No need to whisper what you're feeling.
If it's there it will be seen like you!
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Oh, oh.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Oh, oh.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
Oh, oh.
And...
The truth is there.
Staring in your face.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Sexual Innuendos
Innocence has blown up in a puff!
Those,
Sexual innuendos...
Can stir things up!
And addict a kid to lust.
With a stirring that corrupts.
All those sexual innuendos,
Can stir things up.
And when children think of chicken...
They want to know if the rooster plucks.
And in what position does a chicken cluck.
Those,
Sexual innuendos...
Can stir things up!
And addict a kid to lust.
With a stirring that corrupts.
Those sexual innuendos...
That stir things up.
Are fed to feed attraction,
With a stirring things up!
And made to trap...
Weak minds to keep attracted.
Those sexual innuendos...
That stir things up.
Are fed to feed attraction,
With a stirring things up!
And made to trap...
Weak minds to keep attracted.
Those,
Sexual innuendos...
Can stir things up!
And addict a kid to lust.
With a stirring that corrupts.
All those sexual innuendos,
Can stir things up.
And when children think of chicken...
They want to know if the rooster plucks.
And in what position does a chicken cluck.
All those sexual innuendos,
Can stir things up.
All those sexual innuendos,
Can stir things up.
All those sexual innuendos,
Can stir things up.
Those,
Sexual innuendos...
Can stir things up!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Diminishing Of Integrity
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
A diminishing of equality,
Now gone.
And...
A quality of life once wished,
To value and exist to admit...
Is,
A deficit of dreams,
That seem to demean...
With no purpose or meaning.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
A diminishing of equality,
Now gone.
With a deficit of dreams,
That seem to demean...
With no purpose or meaning.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
With a deficit of dreams,
That seem to demean...
With no purpose or meaning.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
And seems to demean,
With no purpose or meaning.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
With no purpose or meaning.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
Now gone.
Now gone.
A diminishing of integrity,
Now gone.
Gone!
Gone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Remaining True
When you can show to me,
You can be respectful with discipline...
And...
Have integrity?
You never know,
How far this belief in yourself will go.
Or...
The heights you can achieve.
You never know,
Who will come to me with requests to be impressed.
And you are on my mind with this request to be addressed...
And...
There you are,
Always at your best!
And remaining true,
To you.
When you can show to me,
You can be respectful with discipline...
And...
Have integrity?
You never know,
How far this belief in yourself will go.
Or...
The heights you can achieve.
When you can show this to me?
You've already made this obvious,
To everyone else.
And I am just there to agree.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The supreme quality for a leader is unquestionably integrity. Without it, no real success is possible, no matter whether it is on a section gang, a football field, in an army, or in an office. If a man's associates find him guilty of being phony, if they find that he lacks forthright integrity, he will fail. His teachings and actions must square with each other. The first great need, therefore, is integrity and high purpose.
quote by Dwight D. Eisenhower
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Integrity
As if a golden grain of sand
That is lost to the hand,
When integrity is gone forever,
It severs a chance to extol
The state of being whole.
Then perfection’s fate
Is no longer open to debate,
Since the tragic selection
Is integrity’s imperfection.
Protect every precious grain
With principles that reign
And guide the astute
Who know that integrity is not
Relative, but always absolute
Nothing less than
The very essence of petrescence.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Duned By The Winds of Euphoria
Saying what is on my mind...
You wanted.
It is there and was made clear.
An honesty sits within me.
Not to leave fragmented.
It is as it appears.
It is a need I feed.
But this truth I share...
Your ears are not prepared,
To hear or bother to listen.
A distance keeps you detached,
And unaware to grasp with attention.
You want to select my conversation...
Although an implication still misses connotation.
A removal of an exposure you fear might reveal,
Something you skip to be left hidden.
Perhaps a fact you wish kept concealed?
But that is not my purpose.
I dare to be me and free.
My mind is not tied to myths of fantasy....
And that is what you endear from me to see.
That my eyes become plagued...
Moistured and fogged,
By your miraging scenes.
Daydreamed...
And tossed about like a beach ball,
As we sit duned by the winds of euphoria...
And brought to life to live and breathe.
You wish less of my depth.
Yet expect to communicate...
What you dictate will keep you safe.
And I am not about that at all.
I value understanding with blemishes and flaws.
But you rather keep a comprehension stalled.
Playing games like that,
Does not attract.
Or keep me attentive with that as an incentive.
When below surfaces I wish to scratch...
Until an itch is satisfied,
And relayed undenied and given right back!
That is what I want.
I do not desire to be teased.
I have needs to fulfill.
Not to avoid what may ill,
To provide a comfort as you please.
How can that be created...
When you prefer to dodge reality!
And a beginning unconnected,
Is not a relationship to be for me!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truth Frees
Truth frees!
Like a struggle from a cocoon,
To be butterflied!
To soar with beauty,
In Sun drenched skies.
Truth frees!
And that is seen from once closed eyes.
Freed from a consciousness known to exist,
In limitations condoned...
To magnetize those heartaches.
With fears and pains,
Shared to groan and felt to moan.
Truth frees!
A mind disconnected,
From disrespect and neglect.
To reflect upon rejection,
As tests to produce one's best.
With a satisfaction,
That brings one a peace of mind...
Now one can confess,
Brings one more rest.
Truth frees those who can accept,
Those lessons learned.
And on them can self examine,
A success that has progressed...
From low depths to heights now flown!
Truth frees,
A happiness trapped...
In doubts now lived,
Without comparing sorrows.
As if this is a gift to give!
'Are you a christian, democrat?
Independent or conservative?
Are you liberal or right wing?
Are you a socialist, capitalist...
Or a nonconformist?
With misfit mutterings?
Are you a nationalist,
With a patriotic point of view?
Are you racially inclined?
Exactly...
What are you? '
Truth frees!
Like a struggle from a cocoon,
To be butterflied!
To soar with beauty,
In Sun drenched skies.
Truth frees!
And that is seen from once closed eyes.
Freed from a consciousness known to exist,
In limitations condoned...
To magnetize those heartaches.
With fears and pains,
Shared to groan and felt to moan.
Truth frees!
'I see!
You're just another irrational radical.
Attempting to bring attention to yourself.'
Truth frees!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My father was very strong. I don't agree with a lot of the ways he brought me up. I don't agree with a lot of his values, but he did have a lot of integrity, and if he told us not to do something, he didn't do it either.
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