Whether That Acceptance Comes or Not
Where am I going?
From here to there,
Just for the experience of it.
And from there,
I may come back here...
To share!
But going 'somewhere'
Is what I intend on my agenda.
That's where I am going.
What about you?
Or are you waiting to dress to impress?
With the hope someone approves,
The way you look, speak and your attitude?
Where am I going?
From here to there,
Just for the experience of it.
And from there,
I may come back here...
To share!
But going 'somewhere'
Is what I intend on my agenda.
And I could care less,
About impressing someone...
With the way I am dressed.
Unless...
That is required for my next step from 'there'.
To take me wherever it is I wish!
And when and if that happen,
I will be more than prepared for it!
However...
I am certainly not going to sit here wondering,
Whether or not I will be accepted and qualified.
I will be qualified!
Whether that acceptance comes or not!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Qualified
I got a beat up piece of paper - It's a message from a king
He says - I got to get you out of here
He say - I got to let you in
'Cos I've been down the darkest road there is - I've seen the other side
I got a licence to go - Straight through your pain
Ain't no big deal - 'Cos I'm qualified - Yeah I'm qualified
Qualified in fear and pain - I'm qualified in lies and shame
I'm qualified with a broken heart
You knock me down - I get back up again
'Cos' I'm qualified
I'm qualified - To get your love
I'm qualified - To know what you're thinking of
I'm qualified - in broken dreams
I can save you from where you've been
'Cos I'm qualified
I'm qualified to make you smile
I'm qualified to save your pain
Qualified to give a real good time
Qualified to make your sun shine
song performed by by Chris Rea
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What is qualified? What have I been qualified for in my life? I haven't been qualified to be a mayor. I'm not qualified to be a songwriter. I'm not qualified to be a TV producer. I'm not qualified to be a successful businessman. And so, I don't know what qualified means.
quote by Sonny Bono
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Anything To Please The 'Little Guy
The agenda to enhance incompetence grows.
So angry are those spoiled,
They seem to be in overdrive to expose...
The least qualified among them,
To represent their needs.
So foolish are their decisions made.
Anything but reality...
Is what they aim to feed and please.
Today a mockery of intelligence,
Sits opposed by those inexperienced.
And money to support these tumbleweeds...
Is increasingly coming from the ones elite!
The agenda to enhance incompetence grows.
So angry are those spoiled,
They seem to be in overdrive to expose...
The least qualified among them,
To represent their needs.
And so foolish are their decisions made.
Anything but reality...
Is what they aim to feed and please.
'Would you slice my 'Rye'
Before the caviar is placed.
And would you be sure the use of fine china...
Is presented as plated,
With white wine to taste.'
~Sorry to disappoint.
In 'this' shelter...
You get one cot, a blanket,
And a bowl of soup.~
'May I inquire if any of it,
Is 'organic'? '
~You betcha.
Anything to please the 'little guy'!
We are only here,
To inflict and represent 'your' needs.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Essential
I know I am more than qualified.
Every moment of my life,
Has been scrutinized under microscope.
When I used the bathroom...
There were those who gave up hope,
I could do that on my own.
Every step I made has been followed.
And attempts to overcome my weaknesses...
Were spent in public view.
I did not hide behind a desk.
Nor group with a clique...
To mask my defects.
I know I am more than qualified.
Every moment of my life,
Has been scrutinized under microscope.
I had been considered foolish...
Quite lazy and a joke.
And as I realized those who found time to criticize...
I knew then I was more than qualified.
Since I used my time...
Clearing obstacles off my path.
And thanking God along the way...
I had humor left to laugh,
At those who took their valuable time...
Finding fault with what I did.
When all I've done is to use my mind!
And blessed to have teachers,
Who knew how to subdue my ego!
And thanks to them I let that go when it annoyed!
I know I am more than qualified.
I am removed from that which had blinded my eyes!
Which in fact...
Just might make some folks highly dissatisfied,
That I have made my credentials far more essential...
Than I have utilized!
I like to keep that as a surprise!
It's fun to throw around a resumé every now and then.
Not to impress.
But just to get a moment's rest when interviewed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Autobiography in the Hanquerian style
We got a new class teacher this fall.
Head says we should be grateful
on account of he’s highly ‘qualified’. Guess that means
he gets paid more. So he’s the one
should be grateful. In my experience
which don’t hold for much
but which ain’t nothing neitherways:
life out here don’t pay much heed
to paper ‘qualifications’.
Now, ‘qualified’ is something
of another colour altogether. That’s earned
with a diff’rent sort of paper.
We’ll see.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Put Living Life On Your Agenda
Put living life on your agenda!
You may as well.
Things you valued and people trusted...
Seem to all have gone to hell.
It may seem that way,
But it doesn't have to be.
While you were working hard on a 9 to 5,
Others were working behind your back...
Cheating for an easier life,
And lieing and deceiving comfortably...
Day and night!
And if you are angry,
You have every right to be.
However...
You are not alone!
You are not the only one,
Trick by a way of life...
Your standards have condoned.
Put living life on your agenda!
You may as well.
Things you valued and people trusted...
Seem to all have gone to hell.
The first sign of trouble didn't faze you at all.
There were clues laid all over the place...
A decadence beginning was being thrown in your face.
The first time you accepted disrespect from someone...
That was a hint,
At least a clue...
You were not the only one to whom that was being done.
And remember making decisions not to become involved?
You shouldn't have turned your back!
What is happening today...
Could have then been easily solved,
Corrected and kept from attack.
So...
Put living life on your agenda!
You may as well.
Things you valued and people trusted...
Seem to all have gone to hell.
And you really didn't care.
If you did what you should have done yesterday...
Was not to observe the crumbling done around you.
Something said would have prevented it instead.
And none of it,
Would have existed.
So...
Put living life on your agenda!
And get rid of everything else you've been doing.
Because whatever it is you've done,
Has not worked to your advantage.
Not if you are crying about your wants and losses!
You relied upon someone else,
To decide what was valued...
And what was to be tossed away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quieted Lips
At one time,
He was rumored to be unqualified.
Not only is he qualified...
He puts others to shame.
With an intelligence,
They can not pay for...
Or claim.
And the more he and his name is known...
Many show,
They can not bow their heads
Low enough!
We are in the presence,
Of a high intelligence.
And this experience has quieted lips.
With the acceptance of those,
Who are aware of his higher consciousness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Undress
The river undress
Qualified and with sea
The mountain undress
Qualified and touch sky.
About me face shy
With so many dress
No road no direction
To see and go by.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Zombies Have Been Seen
Children are permitted to be taught lessons.
To grow to become successful,
With each progressive step.
Who then decides when the experience of it should end?
And where did the adults go...
To remove anything learned,
From minds they felt
In need of complete vacancy!
To leave the responsibility of accountability...
Placed upon the shoulders of teachers.
Who are accused of not being qualified...
By those who expose a lack of brain activity.
This is frightening.
Nothing heightens,
An expanded consciousness.
That broadens the experience,
One shares with another to leave.
Even zombies have been seen,
Performing...
In choreographed routines to thrill!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Overheated
Step back.
Look at it.
Deep breathe...
Then go.
Step back.
Look at it.
Deep breathe...
Then go.
Step back.
Look at it.
Deep breathe...
Then go.
And if this is a brick wall,
These attempts are made...
To try to break through,
It is best to check to see...
If there is a door open.
And if there is...
An experience teaches,
Checking for cleared entrances...
Is the first thing one should do!
With a saving of time,
And a cooling down...
Of an overheated attitude.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Is Having The Fun Here?
What are you doing?
'Give me a few seconds.
Someone has me on hold.'
On hold?
'Yes.
I've been waiting for a couple of minutes,
For someone to explain to me...
Why they believe I am not qualified.'
Qualified?
To do what?
'Qualified to have intelligence.
Because of my...
Well,
You know...
The obvious.'
Why don't you hang up the telephone?
You don't have to prove that to anyone.
'I know this.
I just want to know how long it takes them,
To respond with an answer.'
But...
Don't you know what that response will be?
'Of course I do.
But who is having the fun here? '
Checkmate!
I suggest you concentrate on the game.
It is no fun beating you when you are distracted.
'Gee...
I didn't realize they had me on hold that long.
You are right.
I should hang up before I prove my stupidity.'
Naw!
You?
You're too intelligent.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Practice v Theory for The Grandmas
A mother croons soft lullabies
but still her fretful baby cries
He has been fed and topped and tailed.
But everything she tries has failed.
He will not sleep although he should
It is as if he understood
his mother lacks experience
and cannot tell the difference.
Between distress and cussedness
Her baby’s trying to impress
on mother that he will not do.
As his mother wants him to.
But Grandma’s made of sterner stuff.
She knows her daughter’s had enough.
She bids her daughter go and rest
and she will show that she knows best.
She gently rocks him to and fro
he has no choice he has to go
. and soon he’s sleeping peacefully.
Another little victory
for grandmama’s old fashioned ways.
which she has had since younger days.
When she too lacked experience
but was not short of common sense
His mother heeds the experts view.
But grandmas know a thing or two
The child care experts of today
are mainly childless any way.
They may be college qualified
but haven’t had their patience tried.
By a babes refusal to
do what the books say he should do.
12-Apr-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Not Into a 'Back-Then-When
Betwixt and between.
And no longer am I bothered by it.
Or teased by that which I can do without.
I feel a peace within as I go about my way.
Betrayals and delays of those promises,
Either I made or anticipated in a waiting...
For them to be fulfilled and given,
Are not on an agenda I keep prioritized.
There is something about acceptance,
I now realize and prize.
I am in the 'now' to live.
Not into a 'back-then-when'...
To be wished!
And 'if' you want to dance with that...
You'll have to find another partner.
Those tunes I don't even hum!
Nor do I keep them remembered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The new frontier of which I speak is not a set of promises-it is a set of challenges. It sums up not what I intend to offer the American people, but what I intend to ask of them. It appeals to their pride, not their pocketbook-it holds out the promise of more sacrifice instead of more security.
quote by John F. Kennedy
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Cloaked and Hidden Agenda
You think I can't see through your strategy?
Or your cloaked and hidden agenda.
You think your creepiness comes to bother me?
Or your cloaked and hidden agenda.
You think me to be weak and a bit naïve.
You think my eyes are closed to your deceit.
But I'm a product of these urban streets!
And that cloaked and hidden agenda.
I've got a remedy to chill the heat,
Of that cloaked and hidden agenda.
We'll see which one is stunned with frozen feet.
When you free that hidden agenda.
My mind is not blinded or fast asleep.
I see right through you and I don't have to peep.
That repeated game will be your defeat.
With that cloaked and hidden agenda!
You think I can't see through your strategy?
Or your cloaked and hidden agenda.
You think me to be weak and a bit naïve.
You think my eyes are closed to your deceit.
But I'm a product of these urban streets!
And that cloaked and hidden agenda.
I've got a remedy to chill the heat.
We'll see which one is stunned with frozen feet.
You think me to be weak and a bit naïve.
But I'll beat that hidden agenda!
Those tactics that you use will be put to bed.
With everything you've done and everything you've said.
And I'm going to be the one to end your dread.
And your cloaked and hidden agenda!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But in the right-wing media, they do have a right-wing bias. And they also have an agenda. So their agenda is: we're an adjunct of the Republican Party, and we're going push that agenda every day, and, as you say, brand these stories that help further the right-wing cause.
quote by Al Franken
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To Get Done And With Competence
I don't intend to offend when I begin,
To write...
It just happens,
Within my scope of a life I define...
From my point of view.
And,
Hey...
This point of view is mine!
Today...
I am not selling congeniality.
Nor am I embittered with that kind of...
Mood swinging attitude,
Like some say I am since I do walk,
As if I've got swagger.
And not pulling myself,
Through a field of molasses.
You know...
Like the ones who humble themselves,
To be accepted while filling out a job application.
With their bowed heads and upturned eyes?
And their smile-on-cue demeanors.
I am respectful not a clown!
And I do not 'yes' my way through conversations.
If I have an opinion...
I might express it 'If' I am challenged,
To apply my experience and intelligence...
When communicating a seriousness left,
I wish to leave.
Although I have had my share of injustices.
Some blatant and some masked as if...
I am to understand my minority status,
As a declared human being.
And people who approach me that way,
Are left learning a few lessons.
'The world is a classroom.'
Whenever there is a need to be taught,
A few things about life.
Since I do enjoy delivering...
Some concepts of my own.
I don't often 'trip' like that!
And it does offend those who believe,
I should know my place!
And their place?
Not to get in my way...
If I am expected to perform a task,
To get done and with competence.
Which to 'them' and those like them...
Is another thing that offends.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Which I Do Not Know
How do I know what I know?
I've accepted faith as my reward,
For understanding.
I've accepted the experience of stumbling...
And not allow defeat,
To stop an ability I have to get back on my feet!
I've accepted humiliation to assist in my self evaluation.
I've accepted criticsms of all kinds.
I've accepted heartbreak to mend any bitterness.
With a forgiveness that God will defend...
And correct misdeeds done!
How do I know what I know?
I know I did not bleed without pain!
I know I did not recover from wounds alone.
I know I don't have all the answers!
And that was the beginning...
Of knowing something I could not debate.
It is what it is.
And could not be what it is not!
How do I know what I know?
That which I do not know...
I do not!
And I will admit,
I am prepared to learn.
'That' I choose not to stop!
I am not living my life to hide from it!
Or deny what it has to offer.
I do observe some fantasizing pain.
I am not that advanced!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Temptations Teased Ruthlessly
Just because one shows promise.
And enjoys participating,
In playing a highly skilled game.
Does not make one qualified,
By the association.
Being patient eventually reigns.
And an attention given is not solicited.
What makes one undeniably qualified?
Realizing a work ethic is applied.
With devotion and sacrifice...
Prepared to put aside a favorite meal.
And remaining focused showing couth.
Despite temptations teased ruthlessly.
This too can be proven to be ignored.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If That's the Path You Are Waiting to Have Cleared
Why have you chosen to climb over those boulders?
And walk your way through the forest,
Instead of following along a trail that has been paved? !
'I chose this as 'my' path!
I wanted to experience...
Those obstacles at my own expense.
To learn and observe as much as I could see.
Without taking it for granted,
I could take advantage of an easier way for me.
And I have no regrets.
How about you? '
I've been waiting now for awhile.
They have discovered an enormous amount of debris,
On my path.
Are you coming 'back' from distances?
Or are you moving along on a journey?
'Well...
I am moving forward,
Hopefully.
There was once a clear path.
I saw some folks on it.
If that's the path you are waiting to have cleared...
To visit or stay...
Or fellowship near.
Best wishes, my 'brutha'.
You got a long wait!
Back there...
Folks like to stay in debate,
As to who should do what...
To get things done!
You should go.
You'll be welcomed and caught up in it,
Before you know it!
That's why I long decided to do my own 'thing'!
Stopping to discuss what action to take...
Is not on my agenda!
Go! Or wait...
Or whatever it is you do!
They will love you!
And they will not believe,
Just how naïve you are! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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