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With Trite And Hollow Expressions

Choosing to stay on a journey,
That is basic and simplistic...
With a quality just to address,
Confuses those unaware their deceits...
Only further complicates the steps they have taken,
Seeking to remain to prove others they can defeat...
With trite and hollow expressions to impress,
As they duplicate footsteps of pioneers to repeat.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Looking From Side To Side

Some take forward steps,
Just to impress.
With a looking from side to side.

Others take forward steps,
To accomplish and succeed...
What some believed they could not do.

And the ones who take forward steps,
To accomplish with the getting of something done...
Have set their sights on heights much higher.

While those who sought with a seeking to impress,
Have discovered they have set no other goals to address.
And exclaim to others they have become bored to death.

The lack of their motivation begins to shows.
Especially when their interests in just getting the attention...
Goes.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Youthful Steps

I aint trying to get down with the beat,
Or keep it funky for 'nobody'.
To boogey to impress,
I can address with sweat...
A few youthful steps,
With a shaking of my booty...
Is not a challenge.

What is?
And there is nothing complex about it.
But...
I've discovered that an acceptance,
Of the aging process harnesses for me...
A self respect I did not expect I would enjoy.

I know my comments annoy a lot of old folks.
But I aint trying to stay timeless,
With a hip and with it attitude.
Plus...
I am not living with a wish to have done things,
I did not or could not do.
I've made attempts and will continue.

Although I could,
If I so desired...
To get down and sweat with the best!

But,
I aint trying to get down with the beat,
Or keep it funky for 'nobody'.

To boogey to impress,
I can address with sweat...
Youthful steps,
With a shaking of my booty?
Is stressful.

And poppa don't want to prove,
I can be an aging fool.
Too many are doing that already.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sons Of The Pioneers

(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
Reachin for a space in time, layin our fate on the line
Starting out a life anew, after weve come so far
Wont you look and see now, here we are
You were the ones, there is no doubt
You ate it up and spit it out
You were the ones, you made it clear, you could take it
We are the sons of the pioneers (we are the sons of pioneers)
The day has come, our fate is clear
Were the sons of the pioneers
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Were not afraid to try (were not afraid to try)
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afraid of fear
Whats the point of going on, if you feel that it couldnt be done
Cause I just wanna understand, freedoms the soul of a man
Wont you look and see now, and show me how
We have the chance, there is no doubt
Well pick it up, and see it out
We are the ones, you made it clear, we can take it
We are the sons of the pioneers (we are the sons of pioneers)
The day has come, the way is clear
For the sons of the pioneers
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afraid to try (men not afraid to try)
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afraid of fear......................fear
When you think of how far weve come, and to know that weve only begun
Leaving us a legacy, makes sense to me
That now our time has come, for we have to move on
You were the ones, there is no doubt
You ate it up and spit it out
You were the ones, you made it clear, you could take it
And now its time, our fate is surely here now
There is no doubt about it, its time we thought about it
We are the ones, the way is clear, for the sons of the pioneers
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afraid to try (men not afraid to try)
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afriad of fear
Is there any doubt, none at all, they heard the call of the
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afraid to try (men not afraid to try)
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afraid to try (men not afraid to try)
Sons of the pioneers (sons of the pioneers)
Men not afraid of fear

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This Should 'Click' In A Conscious Mind

When someone of your own kind,
Does their best to impress...
Those that have oppressed,
Any efforts to address an expressed suppression.
This should 'click' in a conscious mind.
Who really wants who to remain ignorant and left behind?

Why solidify with requests,
The becoming to be the next martyr?
And at who's benefit will this doing prove to be effective?
Yours? Mine?
Or those already declared nonconformists?
With a redefining of an implemented and intended stagnation.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kind of Confusion

Talent, as we call and refer, as an instinct
Valuable gift from God and very distinct
No one can compare it with anyone
It is rarely seen with someone

It is seen and observed for the kids
We can certain assume and have the lead
You can clearly distinguish and read
You need no certificate or any kind of feed

Yet you go to prove it before experts
When you face the world class of arts
Everyone will have to prove class and ability
They will know better and praise the quality

People may put you o prove skill
It may drain you out and kill
With single thought that you are worthless
And has no dedication or courage to face

Such things can not be denied
Certain hopes are grounded or bellied
Basic facts can not be denied
Yes hope and despair is definitely accompanied

One may come out with flying colors
His ability and strength is proved and adored
He has now everything ready to explore
He can add feather in cap and ask for more

There is no end to our ambition
These are the basic inhibitions
We are ambitious and over zealots
But certainly not the fool or idiots

One will have to prove the superiority
Life can not be stagnated and must move on with continuity
There should not remain any kind of confusion
Life is live race and must be seen as compulsion

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Aardwolf in The Void

blackberry trimmings and catkins shuffled to the roadside
to join maple and alder branches snapped by a hard rain
it is hollow
full with many
yet hollow
it confuses time with calendars
it sings of green pines
it is hollow
full with many
and yet hollow
another year
and another
it is a writhing chrysalis
as the nautilus makes its spiraling rounds
periwinkles sing the softer shades of blue
dance with the glories of a hypnoplasmic morning
greet the sun in a seriocomic western sky
waiting
another year
and another
howl under the tree of may be
an ebon floe,
albeit considered a flight risk
turn a cartwheel, lather, rinse, repeat

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I Wish You Were Here

Footsteps, I can hear footsteps in the hall
I hear footsteps, seems like Ive been through this before
Some time has come now, some time has passed
But things still look the same
Is heaven all above, and paradise below
And the questions still remain
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How could you disappear out of here?
I wish for something, I wish you were here
Footsteps, I can hear footsteps in the hall
I hear footsteps, it seems like Ive been through this before
Well we loved you then, I guess we always will
We love you still from here
Birds of a feather always stay together
And never separate, no fear
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How could you disappear out of here?
I wish for something, I wish for something
I wish you were here, I wish you were here
I wish you well
Footsteps, I can hear footsteps in the hall
I hear footsteps, seems like Ive been through this before
If all the world was turning blue and gold
Like through your eyes so clear
The time has come to celebrate our past
And crystalize this sphere
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How can you disappear out of here?
I wish for something
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How can you disappear out of here?
I wish for something
I wish you were here, I wish you were here
I wish you well
There will come a day
Oh some day our day will come
Our day will come, our day will come
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What Has Been Done Successfully

If all that he does,
Is just mimic my steps.
And whines pathetically,
In a manner to get attention...
With a bit of empathy.
He succeeds,
With this procedure.

What has been done successfully,
Is his ability to prove,
A need...
From an inexperienced heart.
And innovation with originality...
Has not begun to play a major part,
In his dependent personality.

He currently suffers from issues,
With a wish to impress.
And not yet ready to lift his head,
From a soft welcoming breast.
That patronizes his insecurities.
As he sucks his thumb!
While revelling in a protection,
He temporarily has won!

And my steps laid,
Required some bravery witnessed...
In the midst of everyone.
Without benefit,
Of applause or encouragement.
And this is what he believes,
Feeds success and not its quality.
Or the bleeding done,
He does not see!
Hidden from eyes to do privately.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Liars

Inwardly I lie and defeat tire,
Sorry to leave you and retire.
I lie about the basic quality
Of life and its own ability.
To laugh is to surrender
Afterlife is my defender.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Façade

Success had meant for many,
The acquiring of things.
And a dress to impress façade.
To gain attention and enhance,
A presence others would give approval...
And meaning.

But today a substance is more in demand.
A quality that expresses a genuine-ness...
Is a preference wished on fading deceiving scenes.

A success that impresses is slowly detected.
Folks today are seeking basic ways to live.
Finding themselves to be happier...
In participating in donating their deeds.
When that is done they quietly leave,
Without a need to make pronouncements.

Success had meant for many,
The acquiring of things.
And a dress to impress façade.
To gain attention and enhance,
A presence others would give approval...
And meaning.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Kept Basic

Universal.
Simplistic.
And accessible,
When kept basic.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Motivating Initiative

I knew,
When I received my third spanking...
Or was it my fourth?
That I should not write on walls!
There was another power within me,
Seeking to express what could not be stalled.

And I was 'used' as its intrument.
That is why compliments given...
For what it is I do,
Don't impress...
That motivating initiative,
I've lived with to address.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stay '81

Verse:
Am I just dreaming or did you walk through my door?
Do you still feel the same way that you did before?
Did you come to bring me sorrow?
Like all those wasted days
Let's not think about tomorrow
You can stay
Am I just dreaming or did you say you have to go?
If you can't stay forever, I don't wanna know
There's no need to talk about it
The way things used to be
I'm not living here without you
(Chorus:)
Won't you stay, stay darlin'
You could stay, stay darlin'
Won't you stay, stay darlin'
You could stay, stay darlin'
You could stay, stay, stay darlin'
You could stay, stay, stay darlin'
(repeat)
No, no, can't let go
No, no, can't let go
No, no, can't let go
Am I just dreaming?
(verse)
You could stay, stay darlin'
You could stay, stay darlin'
Won't you stay, stay darlin'
You could stay, stay darlin'
(repeat)
You could stay, stay, stay darlin'
You could stay, stay, stay darlin'
(repeat and fade

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Bridled In Stables Stifled

Let's face it...
If it was meant for me,
To be someone else...
I would not occupy this space.
To breakaway from its boundaries.

So blessed am I,
To have met and known people...
Who are determine to be themselves,
It has given me more encouragement...
To identify my own footsteps placed with my pace.

Let's face it...
There are those living to impress.
With a wish to address themselves with titles.
And then there are those who are given labels,
By others they have yet to meet or will ever know...
To keep them saddled and bridled in stables stifled.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Mind Is Not Design To Only Address The Best

My mind is not design to only address the best.
Although I try to hide it...
My thoughts sometimes are dirty!
My mind is not design to only address the best.
Just like the rest,
I do enjoy raw recipes!

I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!
I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!

Some choose to be their own enemy.
Not me!
With wishes to impress.
Just to leave some people guessing.

With me what you see is what you get that's it!
I'm not the one to sit around because I do not fit.
Or be chosen by debate.
To prove myself worthy!

I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!
I select what's on my mind all the time I do.
With a purpose and a meaning,
And how it's done too!

And when it's good to me I get numb.
Sometimes dumb...
If I'm running from a gun!
And when it's good to me I get numb.
Sometimes dumb...
If I'm running from a gun!

My mind is not design to only address the best.
Sometimes it's numb.
Sometimes I'm stunned...
If I'm running from a gun!

My mind is not design to only address the best.

Some choose to be their own enemy.
Not me!
With wishes to impress.
Just to leave some people guessing.

With me what you see is what you get that's it!
I'm not the one to sit around because I do not fit.
Or be chosen by debate.
To prove myself worthy!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The quality of mercy (conditions apply)

The quality of mercy,
Portia declared,

the quality of mercy is
suspended during the present conflict

the quality of mercy is
not the business of a Minister of Justice

the quality of mercy is
not a matter of individual conscience

the quality of mercy is
too subtle for public discussion
or law

the quality of mercy is
only for Shakespeare and stuff

the quality of mercy is
less stimulating than revenge

the quality of mercy is
no business of yours

the quality of mercy is
no concern of religious authorities
who should stay silent

the quality of mercy is
an outdated concept

the quality of mercy is
nothing to do with forgiveness
or circumstantial evidence
or the remission of sins

the quality of mercy is
no longer a matter of pride

the quality of mercy is
no longer a mark of humanity

the quality of mercy
would be OK if Obama said so

the quality of mercy
is one hell of a hot potato
cooked in oil

the quality of mercy
droppeth as the gentle
dew from heaven
upon a broken fuselage

and it is too much
or too little
for our understanding.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Life Complicated

there is only one path
but she complicates the journey
looking at those
unnecessary details on the sides
of the road

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fearing The Honesty

Endorsing the enforcement of safe stereotypes,
On the minds of those between identities...
Often appeases the ones,
Seeking acceptance and approval.
And others who are comfortable,
Being stuck as if glued to their given places.
To prove themselves worthy of the labels given.
And preferring to stay oppressed.
Fearing the honesty to be who they are.
With a wish of this to remain quietly unaddressed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sincerely Insincere

People today...
Are so sincerely insincere.
Full with trite expressions
Delivered from a smile,
Slowly lifting from a sneer...
Seconds before an encounter appeared.

People today...
Are quick to say
What they don't mean,
To make it seem
As if what is felt can not be seen...
Or show!
But it does.
And they don't know.

That's why at home alone,
Folks throw dirt.
Where it can hurt the one,
Who has no clue who threw out and 'dished'
What's to come.
To be a part of destruction is fun to some.
Except for those who do not suspect...
The one who grins,
Is the real culprit to regret.

Yet...
People today,
Are so sincerely insincere.
It is hard to address
Through disguises worn...
Just 'who' to tell what time it is,
And 'when' they can go to hell!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: Who is Greater

Who is the greater- the old or the new?
Who is the more praiseworthy of the two?
Which is more beauteous- the mist or the dew?
Which is more gorgeous- eye or bird’s eye-view?

Old records set by the former great men
May get humbled with time today, may be!
Techno-advances have widened our ken;
Are later men greater than the Hillary?

Discoveries of those olden-day men,
Were pioneers in trying conditions?
Poetry of today looks more modern,
But can’t outdo the older renditions.

Pioneers in a field are far too great;
Later achievers must accept defeat.

14-7-2000

poem by John Celes
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Looking From Side To Side

Youthful Steps

Sons Of The Pioneers

This Should 'Click' In A Conscious Mind

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Aardwolf in The Void

I Wish You Were Here

What Has Been Done Successfully

Liars

Façade

When Kept Basic

That Motivating Initiative

Stay '81

Bridled In Stables Stifled

My Mind Is Not Design To Only Address The Best

The quality of mercy (conditions apply)

Life Complicated

Fearing The Honesty

Sincerely Insincere

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