When Will They Wake Up To See
A fated greed is celebrated.
Who becomes destroyed.
The needs of people are negated,
Yet who is annoyed.
Ambitious wishes to deceive,
Has the wicked on their knees.
Rulers they will never be.
Nor decoys employed.
When will they wake up to see,
Only One God there will be.
But continue they believe,
The Earth is just their toy!
A fated greed is celebrated.
Who becomes destroyed.
The needs of people are negated,
Yet who is annoyed.
When will they wake up to see,
Only One God there will be.
But continue they believe,
The Earth is just their toy!
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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It Is Fresh If Kept, Cool
It is fresh if kept,
Away from that which spoils...
Those attitudes,
Quicken to darken by a mood.
It's fresh if kept,
Together without salt.
And a peppered tongue,
Spiced with words from a mouth to come out!
It is fresh if kept,
Away from evil people.
A mind that finds,
A peace inside...
Found from nine to five!
And from...
Five to nine!
It's fresh if kept,
Cool.
It is fresh if kept,
Away from fools.
It's fresh if kept,
Cool.
It is fresh if kept,
Away from fools.
It is fresh if kept,
Away from evil people.
A mind that finds,
A peace inside...
Found from nine to five!
And...
Five to nine!
Evil will have those you love dearly,
Convinced...
You are not who you are!
It is fresh if kept,
Away from that which spoils...
Those attitudes,
Quicken to darken by a mood.
It's fresh if kept,
Cool.
It is fresh if kept,
Away from fools.
It's fresh if kept,
Cool.
It is fresh if kept,
Away from fools.
Choose not to be annoyed.
It is fresh if kept,
Cool.
It is fresh if kept,
Away from fools.
It's fresh if kept,
Cool.
It is fresh if kept,
Away from fools.
Choose not to be annoyed.
Choose not to be destroyed.
Keep your mind kept fresh.
Choose not to be annoyed.
Choose not to be destroyed.
It is fresh if kept,
Cool.
Choose not to be annoyed.
Choose not to be destroyed.
Keep your mind kept fresh,
And cool.
Keep your mind kept fresh.
And away from fools.
Keep your mind kept fresh,
And cool.
It's best not to be annoyed.
It's best not to be destroyed!
Evil will have those you love dearly,
Convinced...
You are not who you are!
It is best to keep cool.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When You Negated Me
When you negated me almost lover,
The hope I had vanished into oblivion,
The faith I had drained into neglection,
The hope I had sliced into forgetfulness,
The heart I had vanguished into destruction,
The pain of a negated man
When you negated me almost lover,
My hands shivered with great fear,
My legs jellying with in a state of shame,
My eyes losing visions like the blind,
My mouth drying like the forgotten vallies,
The pain of a negated man
Your words penetrated my ears harshly
Your touch so deceitful and untrue,
Bringing me close to push me away,
You attacked me from above with venom,
As from beneath the scorpion did so,
The negation of a falling in love,
Let it all or nothing, half baked cakes aren't tasty,
You never knew what you wanted,
You pushed me to drown in the sea,
So as to lay a hand claiming to be a helper,
You salted my wounds to cause more pain,
To claim you were drying it up,
The day you negated me,
The tears of mine flowed within,
The pain of a negated man
When you negated me,
You opened the flood gates of agony,
Should I flood in your presence,
Dying in the sight of your almost lover,
The guilty we carry along the journey,
Denying those who love us,
Those who take chances to please us,
Those who risk life to be with us,
Where would we be, the question of guilt,
When we neglected those who love us,
My heart is bleeding, but it shall heal,
The pain of a negated man
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Much Always Wants More
In the big World out there corruption is rife
And greed and deceit an accepted part of life
And the more money you have the more respect you know
And the gap between the haves and the have nots does grow,
The pollution of our greed is blowing in the breeze
And when we claim more land from Nature we unearth some new disease
A disease that for centuries lay dormant underground
Till we dig up the Earth's crust and spread it around
Though the Lands and the Oceans by them have been partly destroyed
Some people worth billions still not satisfied
What is best for Nature they choose to ignore
'Tis the same old story much always wants more
The one worth a billion is aiming for two
And what we do to our Earth Mother to our own selves we do.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Ballade Of Dead Republics
Tell me ye King-craft of to-day
Where is Athens, who made men free;
Then sank into stupor by the way,
Subdued by the Spartan tyranny?
And Rome that staggered to death, perdie,
Stabbed by the sword of Hannibal,
And bled by patrician infamy --
The Dragon of Greed destroyed them all!
Cleon and Pericles held sway
O'er the foes of Greek democracy.
The Gracchi brothers struggled to stay
The stress of the Ceasars' stern decree.
And look at Rienzi's passion, he
Who strove the republic to recall!
Slain at last for his perfidy --
The Dragon of Greed destroyed them all!
What of Florence and Venice, say?
And the Netherlands that ruled the sea?
And Cromwell's England more strong than they
Which banished the throne and the bended knee?
Yes, and Savonarola's plea,
And William of Orange's rise and fall?
Yea, though they labored for you and me --
The Dragon of Greed destroyed them all!
ENVOY.
Prince! 'tis the year of your jubilee,
The great republic is in your thrall.
And who will restore her armory?--
The Dragon of Greed destroyed them all!
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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A Poem about Icons
It's fashionable to rubbish Freud -
If you mention his name people get annoyed,
Ego and id and the terms he employed
Are passe now, he's out of date,
He's suffering an icon's fate,
His reputation has been destroyed.
The same has happened to other men,
They get their glory days and then
It's time for people to bring them down,
The smile of Fortune has become a frown,
It's not that Life has changed the song
It's just that now their lyrics are wrong! !
I guess it's the same for everyone,
A newer star will eclipse their sun,
And though they seemed so hip and cool
You'll find that as a general rule
Their wisdom becomes a platitude
And all their subtleties seem crude.
Nothing can please us, so it seems,
Or add excitement to our dreams -
We always look for something more
(Though we were satisfied before) ,
There always is a better view
Around the corner for me and you.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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The Worlds Only Certain Hope
When hopes and dreams seem to fade, there is one message to herald,
That Jesus is truly the only lasting Hope in this uncertain world.
Now He reigns from up above, but He will descend to earth once more,
As the prophetic Word of God states, this is both certain and sure.
Prophecy makes the Bible different from all other sacred writings,
Peace is found only in Christ, as all others will continue fighting.
When Christ comes to rapture His Church filling us with jubilation,
Israel and the other nations will enter the seven year tribulation.
And after millions of people disappear before the eyes of the world,
A great leader will step in and his plan of peace will be unfurled.
With God's Truth and Light banished from the earth at the rapture,
Followed by a strong delusion on man, their hearts he shall capture.
But he is not just a man, but the one doomed to eternal destruction.
And instead of peace many will fall, through Satan's evil seduction.
And many left on the earth will accept his plan as they are in need,
Since they didn't embrace the Truth, God will allow them to believe.
The wicked one will be destroyed at the splendor of Christ's coming,
So believe my friend, and at the rapture you too can be among Him.
God's Truth is still available today, and God wants you to believe,
But if you continue to reject God's Truth, you too will be deceived.
(Copyright © 11/2002)
They Themselves Deceive
When people sell with a doing,
To those who become sold...
They themselves deceive.
With a doing done they say they do,
They themselves deceive.
They themselves deceive.
Since many possess college degrees....
In the hopes to receive achievement to get,
Competence with a common sense...
But they themselves deceive...
With minds feeding on 'bling' and greed.!
People like this are not taught how to feel,
A difference between what is fake and what's real.
They themselves deceive.
With a thinking they do this to other people,
They themselves deceive.
People like this are not taught to assess,
Correct ways to live and with honesty best.
People who cheat find it weak to confess.
They themselves deceive,
Unknowing it with doing!
They themselves deceive.
They themselves deceive!
With a making of lies to tell and sell.
They themselves deceive!
And a manifesting of this done too well.
They themselves deceive!
They themselves deceive!
They themselves deceive!
With a making of lies to tell and sell.
They themselves deceive.
With a manifesting of this done too well.
They themselves deceive.
With a growing of this to be known and shown.
They themselves deceive.
With a growing of this to be known and shown.
They themselves deceive.
They themselves deceive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bitter Is The Taste Left On Tongues
Had he not destroyed the lives,
Of millions of people...
With deceit and lies.
And arrogant displays of ignorance.
Something he now says...
May have made some empathetic sense.
He was the first to say there was no recession.
Now he wishes to make claims,
That was inherited.
He lead conservative ideals,
To ruin and deplete a robust economy.
And not a word did he listen to others.
Preferring to succeed...
From a position of egotistic needs.
A forgiving people hear and see this.
With grateful wishes,
He and his corrupted followers...
Can not leave soon enough.
To begin a healing...
That will take decades for those who suffer,
To feel and believe!
With few expressing an energy left,
With a smile to lift!
Isolated greed and wholesome stupidity...
Will leave a bitter taste on tongues for years.
As those most affected by the depth of crimes condoned...
Will realize their quality of life once the pride on Earth,
Had been miraculously erased...
By a leadership with no remorse at all,
To ever be shown or known!
Demons in motion...
Are not attached to these emotions.
And bitter is the taste left on tongues...
For what to them has been consciously done!
Tricked by the wicked.
And made sick...
Are they to their stomachs.
To know this feeling is made real.
As it exists,
For them to feel!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Want To Wake Up
I heard what you said, and I can tell you its true
I heard youve said that I am crazy about you
Turn in my sleep, the bad dream is over
Think of you and shall I ever recover?
Now, I want to wake up
How I want to wake up
I stood at the kitchen-sink, my radio played
Songs like tainted love and love is strange
As I listened and the words hit my ears
I cried sudden tears
Now, I want to wake up
How I want to wake up
Wake up
(wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up)
(its mad, its mad, its mad)
Its mad, to be in love with someone else
When youre in love with him, shes in love with me
But you know as well as I do
I can never think of anyone but you
(all my life,
All my life
I want to wake up)
Play with fire, play with guns
Its easy to impress someone
Turning in my sleep, you call me a fool
To fall in love, is it so uncool?
Now, I want to wake up
How I want to wake up
Now, I want to wake up
Wake up
(wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up - ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Wake up, wake up - ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Wake up, wake up - ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Wake up, wake up - ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Wake up, wake up - ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Wake up, wake up - ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Wake up, wake up - ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Wake up, wake up - ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Ooh ooh ooh oh oh
Ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
I, I want to wake up
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
I, I want to wake up
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
I, I want to wake up
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
I, I want to wake up, with you, oh
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh - oooh)
I, I want to wake up, with you, oh, ooh
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh) I want to wake up, wake up, wake up
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
I, I want to wake up, wake up, wake up with you
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh) I want to wake up, ooh, ooh
(ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh oh oh)
Ooh
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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I Agree
... that before humans
destroy the earth
they get destroyed in the
first place,
you must be talking
about us then
for what else can be be?
there is no third person
between us
we breathe the same air
and walk on this same land
we are destroyed
and then i agree again
the earth recovers
when we all are gone
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Reality For What It Is
You want a job?
Wake up to face reality for what it is!
There are plenty positions still available.
And once you have accepted,
To become trained successfully...
Volunteer for the overtime.
There will be plenty of it.
Since many will find it too stressful,
To have their pre-occupied minds...
Already set on entitlements.
And two week vacations.
Without working to earn their first cent.
You want a job?
Wake up to face reality for what it is!
There are plenty positions still available.
And that's why those who have outsourced the truth,
Hope the ones who refuse to awaken...
Keep their delusions pursued.
You want a job?
How about ridding your mind of fantasies?
And forgetting about that feast that fed your greed.
That same greed those who once employed but now can not,
To find themselves overseas to receive expected profits to pocket.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Initial Circumstances
They have allowed one man,
To turn chaos into utter turmoil.
And millions of lives,
Destroyed by his policies.
Conservatives of right winged bleeders...
Stood by while a nation crumbled.
As they proceeded with their racist procedures.
Intentionally spreading division and tension.
And now they can not find enough excuses...
Why they locked stepped and followed their greed,
Behind someone who no longer keeps secret...
His desperate wish,
Is to be perceived as a leader who listened to others.
And they did not provide him with complete knowledge,
Of the initial circumstances...
That has destroyed an entire country!
Although they remained stubbornly fixed,
In their Cowboy versus Indian stances.
When he alone announced...
From the very beginning,
Of the opening of the gates to greed...
He would take full responsibility.
And fed the people,
The expense of his incompetence.
But he and others like him,
Have long left steps bloodied in failure.
And 'that' is his legacy.
With a demise...
The rest of those of like minds,
Are trying to disguise.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Won't You Take Time To Believe?
Christ is coming again to bring Judgment on the unruly and defiant,
But He's given Grace to all who believe The Word and don't deny it.
God will continue to show Mercy to Believers, who won't be denied,
But His Grace which He's displayed this age will be soon put aside.
Then God's Wrath will be poured on those, by whom Christ was denied,
And when He comes they'll cry for the rocks to fall on them to hide.
This will be during Jacob's Trouble, which is also The Tribulation,
Not only will God Judge Israel, but each and every wicked nation.
Although it's a time of Judgment as people seek Satan's exaltation,
God will have witnesses present at this time imparting His Salvation.
Now with the Age of Grace over, many Believers will face martyrdom,
But Christ will say to them this is My Kingdom in which you can come.
As for the men left on the earth, as they continue working in pairs,
One will be taken in God's Judgment, while the other one is spared.
With the increase of wickedness because man's heart is so depraved,
Unless those days are shortened, no flesh on the earth will be saved.
The Tribulation will be the darkest time ever experienced on earth,
And the only sure way to avoid it is through God's spiritual rebirth.
Friend the days are getting darker and Satan only wants to deceive,
With the Age of Grace still upon us, won't you take time to believe?
(Copyright © 04/2003)
LOok WHerE GReEd HaS GottEN US
I have walked the earth,
but I have never seen
more animosity than
in a workplace.
People will gut
you there with
dull knives that
take hours to penetrate
all of the way.
They belittle or praise
sometimes twice
hailing from both ways.
It is greed, it is greed.
They want more and they
want to get more.
Sell your arms,
sell your limbs
they'll fly away
from you just the same.
The poor have many layers
that they have to break through.
A cocoon of 100 inches of steel
with out a drill, with hope going against us.
They want to raise our tuition.
LOok WHerE GReEd HaS GottEN US
poem by Cokbod Lodwogo
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In A Certain Culture
In a certain culture,
People do eat and drink blood;
In a certain culture,
People wake up early to eat before they brush their teeth;
In a certain culture,
People eat animals already found dead;
In a certain culture,
People wake up early to eat before they bath;
In a certain culture,
People eat snakes and dogs;
In a certain culture,
People wake up to brush their teeth before eating;
In a certain culture,
People eat monkeys and crocodiles;
Ina certain culture,
People wake up in the morning to bath before they eat;
In a certain culture,
To be naked at the beachside is okay;
In a certain culture,
It is a taboo to be naked at the beachside;
And this is all about life on this earth!
Because what is sweeter on your lips is bitter on mine;
And it is very strange to experience all these facts around the world.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Not All Good People
Good people are celebrated and good people are in jail
And we condemn good people by our own words to fail
And since people are not the best judges of character it would be fair to say
That the best candidate does not always get elected on Election Day.
Not all good people as some believe are destined to die young
And many good people as we know their praises are unsung
And in a World of billions of human beings the good outnumber the bad
And that not many are recognized for their true worth does seem a little sad.
Not all good people are in the Newspapers or are ever in the news
And on what they think is fair and right are never asked for their views
Many are the quite achievers of publicity quite shy
Why the egotistical can become successful I often wonder why?
Not all good people are leaders though by good example they do lead
Though all good people are happy with enough and they never yield to greed
And though there are billions of good people in the bigger World out there
The good who make the news headlines to say the least seem rare.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Voice Of The Apostle
while laying in my bed one night, i saw such a beautiful sight
an angel came to me and whispered in my ear ever so gently.
do not be afraid my child, i have been with you for a long while.
deep within you there is a task that must be done.
the lord has chosen you to be the one
to spread the word just like so many have done before
it will be your job forever more.
the lord is tired of seeing death and destruction every where
and not many people who really care.
destroying all the beauties of the earth.
the grass, the trees, the ocean blue
it was given to me and you.
not so it can be destroyed by the hand of man.
now it's time to take a stand.
the cures for all the sicknesses are given to us at birth
it is here on this earth.
cures are found all around, even deep in the ground.
we cannot continue destroying what the lord has given us.
this is the reason that he sent his son.
so that in our mind we could see
what he has done for humanity.
poem by Louis Rams
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Sonnet: The World has Aplenty
The earth has place for more people to live;
Its trees have wood for more houses to build;
Its soil can generate more food and give;
There isn’t a dearth of good souls for a guild.
The rivers have fresh-water plentiful;
The earth has much reserve of oil and ore;
If peace prevails, earth looks so beautiful;
The rich nations cannot the poor ignore.
The money/ food wastage can millions feed;
Each man must love his neighbor honestly;
The brotherhood of nations is the need;
The human race is one and one must be!
Wake up humans! There is no time to waste;
Let not your greed enslave others in haste!
6-2-2001
poem by John Celes
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To be ignorant of the lives of the most celebrated men of antiquity is to continue in a state of childhood all our days.