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WHY? (A Revisitation)

Roofs caving in!
Children with weapons
Are inacting 'our' sins.
And we choose to blame
What is outside of us for this!
Well...
The truth of the matter,
We have allowed this to exist!
Disrespect and gossipying lies.
Defying honesty with excuses,
And alibis!
Hypocrites pointing fingers...
When they are the least to criticize.
Now they live in deep turmoil.
With the nerve to ask with innocence...
'WHY? '
Anyone in their right frame of mind...
Knows this was done,
With an ignorance applied!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just Wave To Them A Goodbye

Once it has been discovered,
That more than a few...
Rather not be informed,
About what it is you do.
Or anything that may affect their lives.
And all they produce are excuses and alibis.

But insist on questioning to no one's surprise...
Why they have a lack of knowledge,
Of that which happens...
In their own neighborhoods?

There is no need to suggest,
Or recommend to them what is best.
Since stating they should spend less time,
At home alone gossipying on the telephone...
Will get you quickly a proclamation exclaming,
MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!
I have no interest,
In what you are proclaiming

And this,
You try.
But guess 'who' approaches?
Wanting to ask why...
You were mentioned to know,
More about something they recently overheard.
And 'if' this is so...
Why is it you didn't let them know! ?

Once it has been discovered,
That more than a few...
Rather not be informed,
About what it is you do.
Or anything that may affect their lives.
And all they produce are excuses and alibis.
Don't say anything,
Just wave to them a goodbye.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Truth Lies

The truth lies
Somewhere between halve truths
And white lies
The truth lies
Between excuses
And alibis
The truth lies
Somewhere between you and I
The truth just lies

poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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Blame

Blame
By: Jean Pullman

I am sick and tired of the blame being put on me
Even if I know there’s no possibility
That I stole this or I did that
I’m constantly beaten with a baseball bat
A bat of lies and extreme bad luck

CHORUS
Why do you always put the blame on me
Why don’t you ever believe my honesty
Why can’t I stop being afraid
Of always getting the blame

Now you’re going way too fucking far
You saying I’m lying about what’s in my heart
Why can’t you realize
That these tears are truth and not lies
I hope one day
I will stop always getting the blame

CHORUS
Why do you always put the blame on me
Why don’t you ever believe my honesty
Why can’t I stop being afraid
Of always getting the blame

Please, Pleas believe in what I say
Let this be the very first day
That you know I’m telling the truth
And then I can have some faith in you
Because I am sick and fucking tired of getting the blame.

poem by Jean Pullman
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Knowing With Valued Lessons Taught

Why are there those now in opposition,
Towards the very ideals...
They themselves have implemented.
And claim to have wished protected,
From others threatening...
With extremist attitudes,
To take away their prized interests.

And why should their protests be off limits,
To children?
Aren't they the ones,
Whose futures depend on...
Knowing with valued lessons taught,
Who to despise and criticize...
Those who envy their fortunate lives.

No one seems to protest,
Against excuses used to deceive.
Or fight for an honesty that should exist,
But doesn't.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Isn't There

Making a decision to use alibis,
Instead of confronting with honesty...
Diminishes one's integrity.

And to use excuses to protect insecurities,
Speaks volumes about the presence of a maturity!
It isn't there to appreciate truth!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Alibis

Excused deceptions.
Yet deceptions used,
None the less.
That's what alibis are.

And those who revere alibis,
Pride as if prized...
For their quickness to tell lies.
Treating those who do not,
As losing fools.

And those who seem to be depicted,
As fools...
More than likely live better lives,
With few or no excuses to make to anyone.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Seems To Be A Wish Inflicted

It all has been stated,
Many times before to go ignored.

Once the elderly become targets,
To direct disrespect...
The entire foundation begins to poison.

And when the foundation is allowed to crack,
There's nothing of quality coming back.
In fact little of it will be remembered,
Since none of it will no longer exist.

And this seems to be a wish inflicted,
To come true.
As evident as the advocating of ignorance,
Allowed and permitted as a fad dismissed!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Effective And Dramatized Innocence

Trust and truth decided,
By those who believe...
Honesty can be hidden and denied,
Can be reasons why people choose...
To keep to themselves,
After being victimize by someone who tell lies.
With effective and dramatized innocence.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mentally, Physically and Spiritually Sick

No.
They don't want to talk about it.
In fact,
It is treated as if,
Truth Is a deception.
And they live for deceptions to exist.

They choose to disrespect one another.
Then proclaim desires for unity.
Observing them in their places of worship...
You would think heaven was on Earth.
The way they perform, dance and sing.
In praises to their hypocrisies.
And into their communities,
These hypocrisies with them they bring.

No.
They don't want to talk about it.
In fact,
It is treated as if,
Truth Is a deception.
And they live for deceptions to exist.

Tell them their children create havoc in the schools.
They deny this.
They want better teachers.

Tell them that crime is in their minds.
And they initiate it.
They demand for more police,
To prove you wrong.

Tell them they have no identity,
And despise themselves for who they are.
And they would cuss each other out.
On their way to church.
Pray to God and then quote scriptures.
With a love for God they say they thirst.
Come out of these dens of evil...
To cuss each other out!
Spewing scriptures and devilment,
From both sides of their mouths.
Then call you 'brother' or 'sister'.
As if they are invisible.
And nothing you've seen had played out like this!
Denying what has been observable.

No.
They don't want to talk about it.
In fact,
It is treated as if,
Truth Is a deception.
And they live for deceptions to exist.

Anyone exposed to this,
To digested it for what it is...
Know what these folks don't know!
And it is not a multiple choice quiz.

These folks have no idea,
They have psychological problems.
In their heads.
Between their ears!

These folks aren't aware,
They are mentally, physically and spiritually sick!
And anything that has degraded them,
Wouldn't be in their lives...
If they did not choose this to exist!

But no!
They don't want to talk about it.
In fact,
It is treated as if,
Truth Is a deception.
And they live for deceptions...
To continue to breathe exactly as is!
As if addicted to self righteousness.
Or...
Strung out on a massive crack attack!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Exposed Behinds In Arrears

Believe it.
It is here.
Men and women barely dressed.
And having children fed disrespect.

Believe it.
It is here.
Illiterate minds,
Having illegitimate good times.
With not a shred of evidence...
Of an act of discipline seen!
And people who condone this,
Wonder why they've been demeaned.

Excuses with abuses have been ignored and accepted.
A process of ignorance has us all infected.
Accountability?
What is that?
Is that a new fad coming back?
And who is proposing it?
Those detoxed and now off crack?

Irresponsibility is a thing now that is the rage.
Of course folks are demented.
Who amongst us now is not absolutely crazed?
Bill collectors everywhere,
Are being pestered by the banks.
And they are dropping from the skies like flies...
Being caught in lies,
Tanking with worthless alibis.

'Naked is the beast...
That has nothing left to feed or eat! '

Believe it.
It is here.
Men and women barely dressed.
And having children fed disrespect.
Exposed behinds in arrears they show!
Using bounced checks to pay their bills.
Spending welfare money...
And shopping to supply their ills!

Believe it.
It is here.
Illiterate minds,
Having illegitimate good times.
With not a shred of evidence...
Of an act of discipline seen!
And people who condone this,
Wonder why they've been demeaned.

Believe it!
These are conditions...
From compositions,
Played and heard!
But much too late to rearrange!
What had been due...
Is now too insufficient to correct.

Believe it!
We are up to our necks,
In a morality debt.
That has satisfied those who are virtueless!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gifts In Their Lives

People who tell it like it is,
To those fortunate with patience to listen.
Know they are blessed to have people like this,
As gifts...
In their lives.

And those who run and hide defying,
In complaints to others...
Criticize and despise what to them has been told.
With a crying to sigh on accustomed shoulders to hold.

Many one day will wish,
People who tell it like it is...
Would be more in numbers in their midst.
And had been given their respect.
Without a quickened dismissing them to exist.

'What has happened to those people,
Who were not afraid to speak the truth?
All we have around us now,
Are those deceiving with corruption to pursue.'

~That's not difficult to answer at all.
When was the last time you allowed your delusions,
To sit with a willingness to chat with truth? ~

'well...
I...er...'

~And while you search your mind for a response.
Who did you call to convince,
Your feelings were hurt deliberately?
And this was an intention that was meant.
That brought a pouting to your lips,
Eternally.~

'Well...
I didn't like what was said and how it was said to me.'

~But deceptions you've embraced as your close friends.
And I am sure you have been feeling a comfort you condone.
With a protective excusing wall of defense.~

'Well...
I...er,
You don't know me to say what it is I do.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do What I Like

Key:- r:- ray
A:- anita
R: come let me enter in your brain
You know how it goes no pain, no gain
Im a rough young brother, I care about another
I thank my life to my dad and my mother
Searching like a hunter, always into something
You wanna be down? first stop fronting
Please dont speak, pass me the mic
Cause no matter what you say Ill do what I like
A: this is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
This is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
cause I do, do what I like
This is my life and Im satisfied
And I do, do what I like
Its the way I live my life!
R: rumours and lies start from the mouth
People hear little things and they start to shout
You see me on t.v. or a magazine cover
Lose our bonus, move under cover
Living that kind of effect, Im in demanded
I do my thing when I on demanded
You dont even know how I live my life
Dont point your finger cause Ill do what I like
A: this is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
This is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
cause I do, do what I like
This is my life and Im satisfied
And I do, do what I like
Its the way I live my life!
A: do what you like
Do what you like
Do what you like
Do do what you like
R: yeah!
Dont give a damn
Dont give a damn
A: do what you like
R: dont give a damn
Dont give a damn
A: do what you like
R: come on!
A: this is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
This is the way I live my life
And theres no need to criticize
cause I do, do what I like
This is my life and Im satisfied
And I do, do what I like
Its the way I live my life!
A: do what you like
Do what you like
Do what you like
This is my life! oh!

song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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Not Here to Play The Dozen's

Hello?
Is there a light on in your attic?
Obviously not.
Unfortunately,
There is nothing dimming at all in your head.
At least give me eye contact,
So I feel as if something said is being heard,
And shared.

You ignoring me,
Is a favor done you wont believe.
I don't have to put up with your ignorance.
Or tolerate disrespect from no one.
In fact,
Give me more distance.

I live in this community.
And I am familiar with the neighborhood.
What happens here and what folks do to themselves,
May be entertaining to you.
And I could care less if you disagree with me.
But you folks have been programmed,
To invite your own unexpected deaths.

I have integrity and some dignity left,
That has of yet been taken.
And I have identity.
Of that you have none.
My comprehending of that has long been numbed.
To the point it is no longer heartbreaking.
Nor am I one to fake unity!
It aint happenin'.
And if it is I'd like to know where?

But let me say this...
To get this over with quick.
You can act as if I am invisible,
If that helps you pretend I do not exist.
However...
Do not 'think' I have to put up with your 'stupidity'
Because others get a kick out of it!

I am not into self destruction.
Or folks who make excuses to self abuse themselves.
And I know you don't understand this,
Because your mama didn't teach you.
And your father refuses to be a man.
And I know you don't understand 'that'.
Nor am I here to play the 'dozen's with you.
Truth I do not play with!

Too many of you have been pitched the taste for truth.
But you'd rather do a genocide on yourselves,
Better than 'the man' can!
And your ignorance has been addicted to keep that focused.
But nothing done I do is a mirage.
I'm here to snap your ass awake.
Don't get that messed up with your sugared cookies.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Live, By God, Live!

perhaps i've said what i wanted to say poorly...
the crux of the matter is this:
we are where we are because
we've put ourselves here,
we've allowed this to happen to us!
we blame the government,
we blame people who are 'different',
we blame the economy,
we blame god,
we blame each other.
bottom line, we are to blame.
we cannot evolve as human beings
without evolving as a society.
we cannot evolve as people,
without evolving as a nation.
we cannot evolve as citizens,
without evolving as citizens of the world.
we've stood by, and done nothing.
we have run from the truth,
we have betrayed ourselves!
we've existed in tiny cells,
denying our responsibilities.
this has to stop!
we are out of time.
we are surrounded by suffering,
and our indifference is the cause.
stand up! shout! demand dignity!
and Live, by god, Live!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Some 'Try' to Prepared For This

One day you will awaken...
And not find excuses to make.
You will undertake,
A prolonged self examination.
And chase away everything about yourself...
You determine that has been faked.
Some try to peel this away,
To keep from exposing all the layers.

Whether it is honesty with self that offends,
One day you will open your eyes...
Searching without lies,
You've concealed within...
To allowed them to begin.
As if a game is played with safe measures.

And when this happens,
You will remove all deceit you've kept.
With a recognition,
Truth that sits can not be resisted.

An acknowledgement in your heart,
Will realize a true friend has come to visit...
And not depart.
One you will never argue with or dismiss,
To strip from it just the pleasure.

Since you are going to want this friend...
To stay around and assist,
From the beginning that visit hits.
In getting rid of every bit...
Of all the nonsense that addicts.

Some 'try' to prepared for this!
But honesty and truth,
When it comes to pursue...
Has a way to glue and stick,
Forever!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blame

who to blame?
we spend all of our time
pointing fingers, looking
for who to blame for

wars, poverty, injustices,
disease, overpopulation,
racism, enslavements,
hunger, homelessness.

who to blame?
men, women, white people,
Muslims, conservative Christians,
right-wingers, gay people, straight people,
the elite, illegal immigrants.

wake the hell up!
all of us bear equal
responsibility in this blame.

we are all a part of the cause.
we are all a part of the cure.

if we spent half as much time
working to fix our problems
as we do pointing fingers.
we'd fix them!

each of us has the right
to our own individuality
but each of us have the
responsibility of our collective
unity

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Innuendo, Gossip 'And' LIES!

Isn't it easy for you to sit and criticize?
With nothing you do to be held accountable to.
With no responsibility...
But to approve or disapprove as you choose.
And say what you like and dislike about others.
And who you have chosen to agonize and despise.
With innuendo, gossip and lies!

'Oh my...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' lies? '

That's right...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' LIES!

'Ewww...
That's awful! '

Isn't it easy for you to sit and criticize?
Without one effort made to create and strategize.
And those all day and night sleepless work binges...
Could not approach or touch,
Your lazy appetite for life!

Since what you do best,
Is make attempts to initiate unrest!
With innuendo, gossip and lies!

'Oh my...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' lies? '

That's right...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' LIES!

'Oh my...'

Isn't it easy for you to sit and criticize?
With nothing you do to be held accountable to.
With no responsibility...
But to approve or disapprove as you choose.
And say what you like and dislike about others.
And who you have chosen to agonize and despise.

'Don't say it!
Not with...'

Yep,
That's right...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' LIES!

'Oh my...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' lies? '

That's right...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' LIES!

People like you who do nothing but criticize,
Are pitiful!
Despicable.
Obnoxious and unwise.
Doing what you do to antagonize people's lives.

'Oh,
Please allow me to say it...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' lies? '

That's right...
Innuendo, gossip 'and' LIES!

'Oh my! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Fulfill My Father's Wishes

I've done everything I was suppose to do.
And still what I've done,
Has not been acceptible to some!
Those who stood by to try...
To undo what I have overcomed,
With alibis and visious lies...
To make 'that' acceptible to themselves,
And everyone!
Have become quite surprised.
I can see it in their deceitful eyes!

But I had the courage and the heart to achieve!
Accomplishing 'with' their discouragement in tact...
What they could not and still can not believe!
And the weight I carried on a strained and painful back,
Has never been anything
God did not lift,
To make my journey He had mapped...
More determined to prevail and succeed.
Over the mounds of ignorance supplied,
To induce my failure!
Despite of the sympathy exposed,
To hide the mask of those in deep and hollowed,
Masquerades!

This mission...
Has not been about taking those kinds of trips!
To falter making excuses for it!
I have never been a quitter.
And my anger can turn into something,
I choose not to publicly display!
And God knows how stubborn I am to please Him,
In 'any' and 'every' way He knows I can...
And will to fulfill my Father's wishes!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Frame

Frame

I could frame my
mind to what my
thoughts become,
"words spoken"
or I could frame the
night to think my
agony is gone.

I can frame almost
anything I quess,
from a heart in grief
looking for some relief,
the mailman,
the milkman,
and everything
that passes by,

A kitten at my doorstep,
is funny isn't it?
you can frame your
way through a
dragons throat.

Anything you want,
even your heart,
your truth your lies and
even the clear skies.

The hymns I sing,
my eyelids to fall asleep,
an ability not yet control.

Everything I long for
has not yet pass through,
so I keep framing
the truth the lies and all
I can think of.

But framing is not my
escape is just a lie
I keep telling myself,
and I can keep doing
it for eons.

But not yet complete,
for I can't frame my
eyes of what I see.

©ElenaToledo2009

poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Tellin Me Lies

(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
Why should I be embarrassed
Say things I never mean
Worry too much for no reason
Cant last, not the way Im feelin
Tellin me lies, tellin me lies
Tellin me lies, tellin me lies
Tellin me lies, no alibis
You say youre feelin restless
Im sure thats what you said
Its alright, just be on the level
Theres no need playin with my head now (ooh yeah)
Tellin me lies, tellin me lies
Tellin me lies, tellin me lies
Tellin me lies, no alibis
Heartaches, always the same story
Heartaches, always the same story
No more sleepless nights alone
Last time, youre gonna lead me on heartaches
Two wrongs dont make it right girl
Someone has to be true
Come on, tell me how you want it
Just dont treat me like a fool (ooh yeah)
Tellin me lies, tellin me lies
Tellin me lies, tellin me lies
Tellin me lies, no alibis
Tellin me lies
Tellin me lies
Tellin me lies, tellin me lies
Tellin me lies
Tellin me lies
Tellin me lies, no alibis

song performed by by April Wine
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