Whether They Are Participants Or Not
In support of some traditions,
That should remain unchanged.
To smear and diminish them,
Should leave those responsible...
Feeling both ashamed and blamed.
There is no documenting of discipline,
When this occurs.
Depending on who is involved.
And whose peace has been stirred!
'Some' traditions should be kept valued,
Like treasures to admire and respect.
Although there are some traditions,
That are questionable!
And they are the ones that initiate public unrest.
With the creation of havoc.
And the calling of police to make arrests.
These traditions are nothing more,
Than some folks approving...
Getting their frustrations off of their chests.
And the taxpayers are issued the bill.
Whether they are participants or not.
It's the old, 'I'll do as I please.
And set my own agenda.'
From a certain group of folks,
Believing their destruction...
Are acts of good natured fun when done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Signs Of Heaven
A sign of peace and love,
Do not be deceived by the signs of heaven!
And by using them to set your feasts;
For man's own customs and traditions are always against the ways of the Creator!
But many are those who still follow after these traditions on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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If I have smashed the traditions, it was because I knew no traditions.
quote by Maude Adams
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Reid
You've kept your own traditions by rejecting the laws of Yahweh!
But listen to me and understand my muse;
For you are Reid and,
You are holding on to the traditions of the elders in your village.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The battleground has been moderates of all faith traditions in all the countries of the world against the radicals of all faith traditions in all parts of the world.
quote by Feisal Abdul Rauf
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3 Days And 3 Nights
Pagan antiquity,
And of the traditions of the world;
But many still do not know how to count 3 days and 3 nights.
72 hours exactly makes up 3 days and 3 nights,
So why are you now being deceived by the traditions of this world?
For the truth is always bitter to the masses.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Tests
ALL submit to them, where they sit, inner, secure, unapproachable to
analysis, in the Soul;
Not traditions--not the outer authorities are the judges--they are
the judges of outer authorities, and of all traditions;
They corroborate as they go, only whatever corroborates themselves,
and touches themselves;
For all that, they have it forever in themselves to corroborate far
and near, without one exception.
poem by Walt Whitman
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Freed From Quantitative Measures
Too many traditions have been enriched,
By proper etiquette.
And what is deemed as political correctness.
An evaluation taking place,
Have many coming face to face...
With what makes them happy.
Some are finding happiness,
Is not being self absorbed with the wishes of others.
And a desire to return to a quality of life,
Freed from quantitative measures...
Pressured by the onslaught,
Of egotistical impressions to make...
For the sake of being accepted,
Has increased in the exchange...
Of what is more valued.
Too many traditions have been enriched,
By proper etiquette.
And what is deemed as political correctness.
These depictions have been subjected to rapid change.
With a simple hug from someone touched,
The only desire sought these days.
And a sincerity felt has become more precious.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Look Around
Defending inferiority,
And those whose best accomplishments...
Is to achieve mediocrity,
To simplify what is complex...
Lowers yet even more,
Those expectations...
Each generation.
And...
With each generation,
The taste for degradation...
Becomes a need that is craved.
Can this be an exaggeration?
Look around!
What has happened to those values,
And standards once praised?
Have they been embellished,
To laugh away these days?
Look around!
And...
Who 'is' responsible,
For ensuring traditions were erased?
Those that carried a pride on one's face!
Where are 'they' now to be found?
Below the garbage and trash,
That is thrown to the ground?
And...
Is that also blamed on those alien?
Those who are foreign,
With a wish to diminish the quality of this.
Look around.
No fee is charged for self assessments.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Effectively Sufficient
They are outraged to learn,
Children are trained to be suicide bombers.
To honor and gain respect.
Although it is perfectly okay and in their interests...
For those who are upset,
To purchase video games that depict maiming human beings.
And toy weapons presented as gifts,
Packaged and wrapped.
To delight with surprise that they've been delivered,
By Santa Claus.
Under a tree decorated with bright colorful lights,
And candy canes.
To celebrate at any cost.
'Your depicted descriptions are not the same.'
But the affects are to condition.
With traditions that create appetites for death.
Either way...
Early indoctrinations seem okay!
And...
Effectively sufficient to maintain those conscious traditions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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March of the Wheelchairs
In Dakota land lunch is dinner
and dinner supper while lunch is lunch,
as traditions from farmlands go.
Now breakfast is at 6, lunch at 9
dinner at noon, lunch at 3
supper at 7, everything timed.
Day in and day out, better not be late.
Weather fickle, eating ain’t!
Farm traditions, genetics ‘grained.
No surprise, nursing meals,
wheelchairs marching, internal time,
largo moves, staccato fades.
Day in, day out…they’re not late
Wheelchairs marching, marching in
farm traditions, genetics ‘grained.
Weather fickle….eating ain’t!
Hope God keeps the schedule,
or has… a special dining hall.
As these Wheelchairs… arrive
Is It Just the Image
Which one of these traditions,
Seem more defended?
Is it deceit or delusion?
With the state of the economy,
Thrown in as an afterthought.
You know...
Those thoughts that come after,
Reality is addressed.
With little purpose considered,
As a notable priority.
False impressions are kept intact.
Fantasized lives that are not coming back...
Are given forums and empathized speeches.
Only a grandmother knitting from the third row,
Would appreciate this flow of debated pudding.
Which one of these traditions,
Seem more defended?
Is it deceit or delusion?
Or is it just the image...
Needing the most protection!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Traditions are group efforts to keep the unexpected from happening.
quote by Barbara Tober
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Isong
You broke my virginity and i broke yours,
All in the name of lust to carry the day;
But the oral laws of the traditions will bind us together.
Isong,
You are very romantic!
And we must retrace our steps on this love;
For the wounds of wars run so deep and,
I am learning from my mistakes.
Isong,
You are living in the 3-D world with your love!
And, i am here to help you with my 4-D world;
Because, we romantically broke our virginities! !
And now, the laws of the oral traditions have bounded us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Respect!
respect...
for all sacred traditions,
for every political viewpoint,
for every color of skin...
for every walk of life,
for sexual orientation...
respect equal for male and female....
respect for respect given!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Lets Work Together Now
Different faces other races
New conditions old traditions
All are one
From the humble to the mighty
Those in need and those with plenty
All are one
Yes we all are one
Lets work together now
Towards a better kind of world
One for our childrens child
Lets work together now
Respect our neighbors way of life
Weve got to harmonize
Learn to give without return
And you will find yourself
With all the friends you need
All these problems on this earth
Are only due to selfish acts of mens on greed
Lets stop all this creed
Lets work together now
Lets make a better kind of world
Think of our childrens child
Please work together now
Respect each persons way of life
Lets start to harmonize
Different faces other races
New conditions old traditions
All are one
From the humble to the mighty
Those in need and those with plenty
All are one, yes we all are one
Lets work together now
Lets make a better kind of world
Think of our childrens child
Please work together now
Respect each persons way of life
Lets start to harmonize
Lets work together now
Lets make a better kind of world
Think of our childrens child
song performed by by Donna Summer
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the Fishing Tradition
--THE FISHING TRADITION--
Tiny Tots with long cane poles
Granpaw's knowledge he extols
Putting worms on crooked hooks
Whipping line in rippling brooks.
There each weekend they would stand
All expertise, small hands command,
For there in awe they do observe
No less then Grampaw does deserve.
Handing down traditions fare
To little tykes just standing there
And now Adults traditions stand
When Little Tykes turn into Man.
Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
Ms. Caroline
4-30-06
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Hitherto
Conception and social values,
Traditions and the people involved;
Hitherto to my muse is your nakedness,
But try to re-examine yourself again.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Our moral, religious, and political traditions are united in their respect for the dignity of human life.
quote by Robert Casey
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Linked to a Steam Engine
If folks enjoy riding backward,
On the caboose of a train...
That sits on a track,
Linked to a steam engine!
And waiting for the conductor to announce,
When their journey will begin.
I am certainly no one they will regard,
As someone they will respect as qualified...
To tell them,
The 'trip' they await...
Is as outdated as their purpose!
And I am not the one who will gain their attention...
That will interrupt their munching,
On babyback barbecue ribs...
Or their fried chicken sandwiches!
Assisted by the blaring of gospel music.
Some hold onto traditions as if cemented,
By their conditioning.
And this has to have for them some value,
To maintain.
So it is best to leave these 'visions' intact.
Or be attacked for being a maverick!
'Isn't that right, Jesse?
Now...
Whose 'nuts' were those? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Have Condoned It All
A revamping of stench is hard to diminish.
Urbanite blight and over populated prisons...
Has been a scab on wounds too long ignored.
And reflecting a mindset...
That separates those rich from the poor!
To allow a degradation for the creation of jobs.
Results in economic devastation.
With teachings of depletion.
And praises given to decadence.
Enhancing the presence of crime...
And underground mobs that gain acclaim,
With a focused steadfast attention.
Hypocrites insists these hypocrisies don't exist.
But everyday arrests are made...
From most institutions where traditions have been laid.
Respected leaders and preachers,
And others who say they have faith and pray.
Are seen on TV in handcuffs...
Being led away.
While the youth of today only know greed to feed.
Comparing a good education with high wages.
And common sense to fools,
Who choose to address integrity!
And 'we' have condoned it all!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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