Who Could Be Chosen That Is Liked Enough
Successful in restricting the movements,
Of those with wishes to lead.
They are now seeking unity and leadership...
From those left amongst themselves,
Who are only motivated to prevent progress.
Not receive it.
They have yet to develop that kind of respect!
Or perceive anyone qualified,
Willing to sacrifice substance...
To those still in question about their identity!
And 'who' could be chosen that is liked enough,
To satisfy their ignorance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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I Don't Accept Uninvited Guests
Choosing to live life as you wish,
Has its limits I am willing to assist.
Meaning...
A probing done into my private business,
May get you to receive one of 'my' wishes...
Gift wrapped with a fist on the end of it.
If I am pushed to produce anger.
And perhaps then it will begin to dawn on you,
I don't accept uninvited guests.
With wishes to appease themselves,
At my expense to be disrespecting to what I protect.
Peaceful I am and ready to offend you or anyone,
To defend my privacy with an unexpected giving...
Done to deliver unannounced.
A novelty to please anyone,
Believing I am to be shown no respect...
Is not my ambition.
To be accepted and approved as 'nice' or liked.
By those who perceive I want that kind of attention.
I will never be accused of being a diplomat...
Or a vote seeking politician.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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True Leadership Offends
A true leadership offends.
Especially those who have grown,
To believe...
Their lack of comprehending it,
Depends upon how often...
They can prevent true leadership,
From becoming one that succeeds.
People scream for representation.
And delay those factors...
By an increased agitation.
But it is they who betray themselves this way!
With a determination stuck,
In a vapid decay.
A true leadership offends.
Especially those who have grown,
To believe...
Their lack of comprehending it,
Depends upon how often...
They can prevent true leadership,
From becoming one that succeeds.
With wishes of an independence,
That fractures and does not mend.
Raises false hopes of a failed democracy.
That eventaully introduces oppressive tyranny!
Giving a people spoiled by greed...
Exactly the kind of government,
No longer providing individual needs.
A tyranny comes to control as done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unity That Is Down to Earth
The ignorant,
Are not historically known...
To be supportive of their own kind!
But they will periodically,
Call for unity...
In support of accusing one another,
For making attempts...
To do something with their lives.
For the small minded,
This 'trip' is considered 'uppity'.
And leaves many a victim despised,
By this self critique...
As trying to be better than the others.
And forgetting where they came from...
When they were significantly shunned,
For doing their best to get out of the nesting...
Of a crab barrel full of defeaters.
Somehow...
Knowing who and where they were,
Needed little confirmation!
Although filled with ambition and aspiration...
Energizing support,
Is a self motivating thing!
A sacrifice only determination brings.
However...
Suppressing expectations of progress,
Is a given and...done!
With the best of unified intentions.
To prevent 'delusions' of success!
And yet...
Those professing this ugly evilness,
Will dress to impress.
These are crab barrel dwellers!
People of a 'visualized togetherness'
Coming to celebrate express pretentions.
While proclaiming a displeasure,
For being in the presence of those
Who are not 'Down-to-Earth' like they are!
And with a lack of a collective identity.
That keeps them screaming for more police protection!
In a unity they appear...
Obviously in need of complete psychotic diagnosis.
And mental repair!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Find New Ways to Annoy
To those who annoy...
For purposes to gain attention.
And other conscious efforts,
Motivated by childhood deprivation.
Or something connected,
To a seeking not found.
Listen up!
Find new ways to annoy.
Don't just do it,
Because it is enjoyed and routine.
Make this a process of your creativity.
Revel with refreshed integrity involved.
Build upon it.
And you can...
Take pride that 'your' annoyance done,
Is second to none.
With an established identity,
Only you can deliver!
Only 'you' can prevent...
Hand-me-down-annoyances.
Make that your goal.
Think it over.
You can develop your own customed genre.
*Annoyances From The Heart*
Or something like that.
Just don't annoy for the hell of it!
Make it your concentrated area,
Of a deliberate artform.
And, If you'd like...
I'll provide you with a list of folks,
To test market your service.
I see success there for you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People Seek Qualified Leadership
You may be right.
Perhaps it is his skin color,
That is disliked most about him.
However...
I've noticed many with his skin color,
In leadership positions...
Who are despised because of their intelligence.
Do you realize if having intelligence was admired,
We would be faced with few dilemmas?
For some reason...
People seek qualified leadership.
But begin to despise those qualified to lead.
No wonder the mental industry is becoming big business.
People have tremendous 'mind' problems,
Getting out of their control.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chosen To Judge And Define
If I had not been prepared early in life,
To appreciate and explore my differentness...
And develop an acceptance for it,
To like and observe everything unique...
Only God can create to make,
I'd be seeking everyday to find an excuse...
Like others who perceive themselves,
Chosen to judge and define.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Leaving Those to Do What They Do Best
They are doing their best,
To ensure everything he does fails.
And when and 'if' that should happen,
They then try to prevail...
Through a scent that smells of doom.
Darkening with thickening clouds...
Allowed by ignorance they consumed,
Wthout his guidance.
With assumptions of all kinds to assume.
Misunderstanding,
His attempts to prevent their drowning...
Astounds those who have found,
Those prepared to rescue them...
He had no problems sending away.
They did not want in him to obey.
And with those he chose to say go away...
He later joined for cocktails.
Leaving those to do what they do best!
Blame others for their failures.
As they nibble on bitten fingernails.
Seeking someone from their own to lead.
Someone to test and destroy like the rest.
Someone left amongst them,
Who wished to sacrifice.
And yet had not been vicitmized to bleed!
'Are you referring to President Obama? '
Well,
Let's just say...
Observation is the key!
To relieve those who are in total disbelief.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Absolute identity with one's cause is the first and great condition of successful leadership.
quote by Woodrow Wilson
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Unfamiliar With It
The most difficult thing to do,
For one in a leadership position...
And is capable to lead,
Is to show an accountability witnessed...
But not from this one is it believed!
With aptitude to accept responsibility.
And the people represented are so unfamiliar with it.
They denounce the ability of this leader.
Since he performing duties of one...
They had never before seen.
So assured of himself...
They feel demeaned.
Incredible!
And they are stunned.
The people represented are so unfamiliar with it.
Especially coming from someone,
Labelled 'this one'.
And believe they do with false perceptions,
A true leader should be waving a magic wand.
Since then from them...
All their troubles would be gone.
And the one chosen in their hour of need...
Has not proven worthy,
To produce the magic they expect.
Not the magic they perceive.
So blame and accuse him they do,
For being human too!
Having his feet to get wet.
And not showing a sign,
Of being able to walk on water.
They turn their backs on him to shun in regret.
This has left them disgruntled and vocally upset!
They protest his leadership.
With claims he doesn't represent what they should get!
And he knows if he should leave...
They would be left to profusely bleed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Just Haven't Discovered That Yet
'Mommie?
What is substance and quality?
We've been given an assigment,
To describe what it is in an essay.'
Substance is something one wishes to have,
When a missing of a quality has been overpriced.
'I see.
So...
In other words,
You're telling me...
You have no clue either.'
What did your father say about it?
'He said,
Substance is something sacrificed...
When the quality of it has been diminished,
To the getting of it only lasting for two minutes.'
Go tell your father,
He need not worry about the quality of the substance,
Any longer.
'Why is it,
When I ask you two a question...
The answers have nothing to do,
With my assignment.'
They do.
And they will.
You just haven't discovered that yet.
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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That Has Not Been Your Objective
I will not slip into wickedness,
Because that is what you wish.
Nor will I pray to be forgiven of sins.
Or temptations you have teased me with.
I am not the one,
To be conditioned how to live.
With your beliefs thrown upon me,
To keep me feeling of myself as negative.
This process you have chosen,
To diminish my identity.
Will never sit well...
With contradictions you uphold.
And do not dispel.
But choose to dangle in front of me,
As a process of an equality.
And to find within restrictions,
A limitation to place my need to be me...
Will never satisfy an acceptance of a life,
That is mine!
With a pride and dignity I carry inside.
With a presence I do not seek for you to define.
To you I do not owe an existence,
By which I will sit in a wickedness...
Inflicted by your wishes,
To teach as lessons preached.
In sermons from pulpits to have me reach...
For wings in the beyond.
While you use my ignorance,
To leech from me my freedom?
In a continued display that maintains disrespect.
And you want me to believe,
This is all I can expect?
If ever you see me on my knees...
Not a vision of you do I have,
Coming to my aid with aims to please.
And blessings I have received from God,
Has taught me the clarity of that!
You are not the creator of my breath.
Or separate dreams kept,
To fulfill you can meet to satisfy or have met.
And I have known that has not been your objective!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Doing Their Best To Achieve
What advice would you give,
To anyone seeking with a wish...
To become successful.
'That's a difficult question.
I really don't know.
And advice?
I am no authority to be giving advice,
To anyone.'
Okay.
What would you say about those,
Who have given their support...
To the ones who do become successful.
'Few people know,
From the beginning who will become successful.
However...
I will say this,
It depends on the enviorment one lives in.
If one hears over and over again,
That they need to leave an enviornment...
In which people are not accustomed,
To those wishing to achieve success...
There will be many people there believing themselves,
Limited in mind and insecure.
And many will berate anyone choosing to think...
They can do something else with their lives,
Than wasting their time talking about others...
Doing their best to achieve.
And achievement takes work, discipline, devotion and sacrifice.
With a getting of very little sleep,
Those unaware would never accept to believe.'
Do you believe you are successful?
'Extremely.
I was born with the ability to ignore naysayers.
Especially those hiding their insecurities,
To make excuses to dump their self hatred on others.
And people like that I have known all my life.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The Land Of Make Believe
After lining their pockets with wealth and rhetoric,
It becomes difficult for one to perceive...
Those selected to lead in leadership positions,
Have a purpose to dedicate their lives to the uplifting...
With desires to see,
An equality, equal opportunity and happiness expressed...
For each common man to reflect and receive.
In the land of make believe...
Fairytales are more than accepted.
They become a way of life.
In the land of make believe...
The sun is never seen to rise.
It just beams never to set.
After lining their pockets with wealth and rhetoric,
It becomes difficult for one to perceive...
Those selected to lead in leadership positions,
Have a purpose to dedicate their lives to the uplifting...
With desires to see,
An equality, equal opportunity and happiness expressed...
For each common man to reflect and receive.
In the land of make believe...
Fairytales are more than accepted.
They become a way of life.
In the land of make believe...
The sun is never seen to rise.
It just beams never to set.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thrilled To Be So Blessed
She only expressed interest,
In her own progress.
Even though married...
In a one-sided partnership,
Often beset with obstacles to test.
She could not accept,
Her husband's wish for economic success.
Instead,
She took it upon herself with friends...
To belittle his independence,
With a disrespect she sought to get.
She became quite successful.
And he did too.
Although he did not receive,
The support she knew.
And after years of reflection,
He has no regrets.
With hopes she has found happiness...
Since he is awakened with identity.
And thrilled to be so blessed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Way This Life Is
Judgements you make and place on others,
Not living up to your expectations...
Should help you in doing some self reflection.
If you do the initiating,
That has come with others in mind to respect...
In many cases,
Your respect given will be returned.
However,
If your practice is initiating doing what you please...
In a disregard of those needs and wishes of others,
That judgement you placed...
With an erasing done through selective memory,
Will get those similar deeds done back to you.
And that,
Is the way this life is!
You give what you eventually get.
Not what your perceive you should receive!
Especially,
When a thoughtfulness shown...
Is not a custom but a rarity!
When one gets their own act together,
Pieces have a way of falling into place.
And that...
Is the way,
This life is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Self and Identity
It is never too late,
For one to discover self and identity.
However,
I do not believe they should expect,
Fanfare.
Especially from those,
Who have chosen this route to take...
Most of their lives without fearing to be themselves.
And many of them without the benefit of respect given,
From those still in masquerade.
And seeking approval...
For the worn out sterotypical images,
They find easy to address and adorn.
No matter how outdated the disgracing beratements.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Never Thought Of It That Way
I disagree!
I think I happen to be among the few,
Who believes they have succeeded tremendously.
Look around.
Observe.
What do you see?
'I see a waste of human energy! '
Go on...
And?
'I see a breakdown of dignity and self respect.'
And?
'I see a mess!
That's not progress.'
Who's talking about 'progress'?
I'm talking about what they've succeeded to do!
And it had to have been what they wanted...
Or this condition would not exist.
Hey...?
Maybe from their point of view,
We are witnessing THEIR 'progress'.
I never thought of it that way!
Maybe that's why they reject our version of unity!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Who Annoint Themselves Qualified
What institutions do you have left,
That are steadfast and valid?
Hmmm,
Well...
The only ones that seem,
To have stood the test of time...
Are your 'mental institutions'.
However...
I do question their validity.
Since those who annoint themselves qualified,
To determine 'who' has mental issues...
Are the very ones responsible for the cause.
Happening at such alarming rates.
And I am glad you have asked me that question.
It just occurred to me...
Those who annoint themselves qualified,
To determine 'who' has mental issues...
Do so to keep themselves employed.
And...
Advocated for reasons why additional funding is needed,
To keep rehabilitation programs updated.
With the hiring of more qualified personnel a recommendation.
How clever.
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