With Approved Authority
There are those who are extremely happy,
And proud to see those of color suffering.
This allows them to validate their wicked ways,
With a feeling better of themselves discreetly.
Knowing the can destroy the lives of others.
And...
With approved authority,
Establish charities to convince they represent...
An image of wholesomeness,
That provides a dependency AND oppression...
Which protects and hides their incompetence,
With a shielding of their insecurities.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Looking For A Leader
Fear inflicts the acceptance of restrictions.
And those afraid to carve their own independent way,
Facing obstacles and doubts...
Discover for themselves what life for them is about.
But will always feel inadequate,
When attempting to expose their own identity.
And unfortunately many living lives fearing,
Seek to be led.
With a looking for a leader approved by those...
Who only know what it takes to follow.
Since those who do have abilities to lead,
Are often opposed by the ones subjected to insecurities.
And people with those insecurities,
Seek those who are best qualified...
To represent the denying of every one of them.
Because the ones who express honesty and truth,
Always seem to threaten...
Those who do not.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As a Running Away Keeps a Faster Pace
Insecurities fed and kept,
Rely upon something or someone...
To enable the continuance of their dependency.
And achieving levels of annoyance,
Is condoned by those who are convinced...
Those with needless insecurities,
Are victims of a cruelty...
They themselves did not create or invent!
And a protection of this mental illness...
Satisfies and hides exaggerated deceptions.
With a healing that should have taken place,
Never to happen,
As a running away keeps a faster pace.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Be Convinced To Begin To Take Notice
If what is going on had not been approved,
Why are they sobbing so loudly?
'That's the point.
It was not approved.'
How long did it take for them to be convinced,
To begin to take notice of it?
'Just because it has been in their presence,
For decades...
Doesn't validate anything.'
I see.
'You act as if you have no empathy.'
Really?
I didn't realize it was an act.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When You Know Yourself
Don't wonder about it!
Things have changed for you,
Dramatically.
Especially...
When you have passed your own image,
Reflecting...
From a storefront window.
And you return to get a second look.
Believing you saw someone you recognized,
Inside...
As you were strolling by.
And you stop to stare.
Realizing you still do.
It's you!
It's just that you have spent too much time,
On the outside.
And you smile...
At yourself.
Feeling happy you are blessed.
Knowing so many are upset...
With the affects of aging.
And you...
Step spryly away.
As someone waves to get your attention,
With a grin to convince...
You can spend your last dime,
On something you can least afford.
When you know yourself....
There is little else you need!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Meant to Be Overheard
Listen to them...
And you can tell,
What kinds of people they are.
And what they value,
Most!
What they boast about!
And how that is done well.
It's important to them,
Where they live.
And the prices of the homes,
In their neighborhoods.
It's important to them,
Who they know.
And where they socialize,
At the private clubs they go!
It's important to them,
What they drive.
And the number of vehicles they own.
What they purchase and where they shop!
The prices paid.
To which charities they give.
And the amounts they gave!
It's important to them,
How many degrees they have.
Which schools they were on the honor roll.
The training of their pets.
And where their children are currently enrolled.
It's important to them,
Where they take vacations.
And travel first class...
'Of course! Don't you? '
On buses, trains and planes.
And that once a year 30 day cruise.
It's important to them,
Where they wine and dine.
With the utmost of etiquette.
It's important to them,
The churches they attend.
Their religious and political affiliations.
Where near the pulpit on pews they sit.
And how much they donate...
As an 'anonymous' gift!
And listening to all of this self centered display...
One is proud and honored,
To be lifted from this pretentiousness.
Feeling grateful to be from them fading away...
From such displays of selfish ways.
And feeling more of a wholesomeness to be lived.
Far more beneficial.
Than existing to flaunt and receive attention.
Today many could care less,
Who tries to impress.
With an embellish and over exaggerated intention!
Meant to be overheard as it is addressed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some Feel It Their Duty
To validate someone else's insecurities,
Seems such an injustice...
To bestow on another,
With an approval done of their limitations.
We all have our doubts and fears,
As part of experiencing life.
To grow with the understanding,
That faith kept devoted in pray...
Will remove those uptight feelings.
To leave us feeling alright.
About ourselves and our lives!
However,
Some feel it their duty...
To campaign for empathy and understanding.
And frankly,
No one living their own life...
Has that time to give!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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WHERE Is The Common Sense?
If there were degrees awarded,
For those earning diplomas in 'Incompetence'...
Few would question its existence.
It would be an established acknowledgement.
And since incompetence does exist,
WHERE is the common sense?
And at whose expense are those with degrees,
Trying to convince they now have achieved it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Miss the teacher
Don´t should exist in our lives the miss feeling
Because the miss feeling is sad.
Should exist in our lives only the happiness feelings.
We are very happy with you, because you helped us to discorver
That we knew how to make poem
You are a teacher that we student don´t would like to lose
Because you are very special to us.
We will never forget you
Because you were, and will be,
Very important in our lives of students.
We hope that God put on our ways,
Other teacher like you are.
We wish and pray God that light up your ways of teacher.
All that you have been done for us, were good.
And now, we are very thankful to you for all.
poem by Marly Santos
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Man destroys, Nature salvages
How Nature creates life thats dear with ease?
How Nature sifts, selects, protects the best?
Yet, man creates, sometimes with new disease;
In ways, unheard of, costly, but with zest.
Yet, man destroys the human lives with ease;
And Nature too gets maimed beyond salvage;
Destruction too is done for mega fees;
Thus, Man lives in an earth, he turned his cage!
Who gave man rights to destroy his own race?
Who gave him this freedom to procreate?
And man has given earth a bizzare face;
Most sufferings, man-made will ne'er abate.
When will man know that life is good, precious?
When will man learn his ways are bad, vicious?
poem by John Celes
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Coltrane
Wakin' up at nine
Looks at his paper
Can't deal with what he sees
All the troubled lives
The talk of the ages
He's crawling back to bed
Don't take a walk outside
Don't make any new friends
He's crawling back to bed
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
Callin' all his friends
He's known 'em for ages
Can't deal with what they say
Connective alibis
Cold and contagious
He's crawling back to bed
So cut off the phone lines
Stock up on water
He's crawling back to bed
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing
You'd better convince me man
'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing
You'd better convince me man
Yessir
You'd better convince me man
Yessir
You'd better convince me man
Yessir
You'd better convince me man
Yessir
song performed by by Gomez
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Queen Of Lies
The true personality of evil one,
her motives and intentions are evil,
just for her own sake and needs.
She used a person and deceived him
just to get what she want. She victimized a
person for her own selfish ambition.
She is fearless of telling lies proud of doing evil,
she is trouble maker, arrogant,
strong image to explore her lies to everyone,
she is proud of what she been doing.
She destroy people ruin their lives,
ruin their reputation just to pleasure her own self.
Her intention to others is to control them.
She works hard to use others,
to grab their wealth to her own evil motive and desire.
She is envious, jealous, unsatisfied to her life
always want to compete others
just to feel good about herself.
People knows what she been doing,
people knows her dirty story, but she is proud of it.
The queen of lies the child of the devil
will someday destroy by GOD in heaven.
poem by Jocelyn Dunbar
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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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Our dependency makes slaves out of us, especially if this dependency is a dependency of our self-esteem. If you need encouragement, praise, pats on the back from everybody, then you make everybody your judge.
quote by Fritz Perls
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People Submerged In Their Insecurities
People submerged in their own insecurities,
Have a constant need to speak of one's race.
Constantly!
And...
The color of one's skin.
And who is responsible for today's racism.
With deceitful confessions,
That these are not part of their 'sins'.
They are!
And that's why they wish to keep it identified.
They are,
Themselves...
On the dark side.
And doing it absent of color.
Or the lack of it shown!
They are...
People submerged in their own insecurities.
And people like these,
Make their presence known!
Even if their actions annoy themselves...
In a collective ignorance that is overblown!
They are...
People who dislike,
People like me.
And others who strip disguises away,
From people submerged...
In a willingness to inflict their own insecurities,
With misdeeds and a hate for self reflection.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Is This What Feeling Gets
(quincy jones/nickolas ashford/valerie simpson)
Feeling?
Feeling?
Swear to god this is more than i can deal with
Thinkin' back on that old song
Where did i go wrong by caring and sharing
Mean together no matter
I can't stand not knowing
Is this what feeling gets
A hope for happy endings?
Alone and scared
Something i don't want to be
What did he see when he looked inside of me?
If this is just a dream
How come i feel like screaming?
This is the real world
Gotta do what you must, girl
Well
Can i?
Can i?
Is this what feeling gets?
So is there a happy ending?
There's nothing here but the fear of
Will i try?
And can i stare it in the eye
Not ever knowing why?
Please
Please
Can someone tell me why?
song performed by by Diana Ross
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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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Is This What Feeling Gets' (Dorothy's Theme)
(quincy jones/nickolas ashford/valerie simpson)
Feeling?
Feeling?
Swear to God this is more than I can deal with
Thinkin back on that old song
Where did I go wrong by caring and sharing
Mean together no matter
I cant stand not knowing
Is this what feeling gets
A hope for happy endings?
Alone and scared
Something I dont want to be
What did he see when he looked inside of me?
If this is just a dream
How come I feel like screaming?
This is the real world
Gotta do what you must, girl
Well
Can i?
Can i?
Is this what feeling gets?
So is there a happy ending?
Theres nothing here but the fear of
Will I try?
And can I stare it in the eye
Not ever knowing why?
Please
Please
Can someone tell me why?
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Who does not see that the same authority which can establish Christianity, in exclusion of all other religions, may establish with the same ease any particular sect of Christians, in exclusion of all other sects
quote by James Madison
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Poppycock
Because he is black,
He believes he is held back.
He is!
And so are they!
Because she is black...
And attractive.
She believes she was hired for that!
She was!
For display.
Because I am black,
And proud of that fact!
I can not understand...
Why many blacks can not accept,
Who and what they are...
Will always be attacked!
There is a sickness attached,
With insecurities no one can match.
People are conditioned,
To believe in superstitions...
With inflicted intuitions to expose an ignorance.
And yet superiority can not be proven,
By the advent of incompetence.
Anyone can look around,
And observe standards and moral attitudes placed...
Crumbling to the ground!
Live and in living color.
Very few of these images,
Are broadcasted in black and white!
And what is done undercover?
Produces all shades of everything.
Making what one's values...
With traditions they uphold,
Little sense left to fathom to maintain, grasp or follow!
It's all poppycock!
'There you go!
Bragging about your sexual prowess,
Again! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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God’s Broken Vessels
so often I heard
from those wise
in worldly ways
proud in youthful
strength exuberance
high spirited vitality
or mature in success
confident in achievements
resting on laurels earned
words that approximate in
agreed contemplation to this
I thought religion was only a
crutch for the weak the broken
reminds of Karl Marx and his often quoted
‘religion as Opium of the people’ comment
yet God gave authority
to those who will conquer
and observe his deed until
the time of the end, authority
over nations, to shepherd
over people with an iron rod
'so that they will be broken to
pieces like clay vessels, the
same as I received from my Father' Revelation 2: 27
keeps springing to mind
the intriguing part of that verse
is Christ received the same
for us from his father
we are truly remade in
the image of Christ
his broken flesh was scourged
for us, thirty nine stripes,
to conquer all thirty nine types
of medically declared diseases
remember God “is near to those
that are broken hearted; And
those who are crushed in spirit he saves” Psalms 34: 18
“Better is the little of the righteous one
Than the abundance of the many wicked ones.” Psalms 37: 16
poem by Terence George Craddock
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