Rat 2
now one can figure out
what this really means, except you
because this is exclusively for you
if you are really true
in deciphering what is missing
or what is obvious
too obvious and too wordy that you
cannot finally recognize it
but this is all about you
your shadow cast in stone
it is too small and too deceiving
i know what is that verbosity
we do it during parties and people misunderstand it
and misquote it
as the progress of the pillar
the stability of the wall
the highness of the fence
now, i give you a hint and you may not mind it
after all
your world is inhabited by busy letters
and not a syllable must be wasted
it is the message my dear
so do not accuse the messenger.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Black Lace
Black Lace,
In the shadow of a day.
You're wrong,
So wrong.
I can't even explain,
Can't think to describe,
How sick.
How hurtful.
How utterly opposite your accusations are.
I've lost your trust?
Well you've lost my hope.
No wonder isolation comes to mind.
Hint,
Hint,
Do you catch my drift?
My day is a shadow,
When you accuse of Black Lace.
There's no obvious remorse.
Like maybe you like to accuse,
Like maybe I like isolation.
Like Black Lace,
In the shadow of a day.
You're wrong,
So wrong,
Can't even think to explain.
It Ain't Obvious
I keep trying
but I'm running out of ways to make you want me baby
I cannot be everything you want you drive me crazy
you're never satisfied
its not even worth a try times are for making up your mind
maybe we'll never see eye to eye
so treat me cruel to be kind
lets play it straight down the line
I'm sure you wanna be mine
but it ain't obvious
why cant you just let it be
what would you have me believe
I'm sure you really want me
but it ain't obvious
why don't you put a little trust in me
and let it go
if you don't take a chance
how will you ever know
baby im on your side
have I been foolish all along
have you been leading me on
just to walk away
if this is where you belong
so treat me cruel to be kind
lets play it straight down the line
I'm sure you wanna be mine
but it ain't obvious
why cant you just let it be
what would you have me believe
I'm sure you really want me
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
come on wont you be with me
what would you have me believe
come on wont you be with me
oh no no
if its not even worth a try times are for making up your mind
maybe we'll never see eye to eye
no no
so treat me cruel to be kind
(treat me cruel)
lets play it straight down the line
(it ain't obvious)
I'm sure you wanna be mine
but it ain't obvious
why cant you just let it be
(just let it be)
what would you have me believe
(me believe)
come on wont you be with me
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
but it ain't obvious
song performed by by Gareth Gates from What My Heart Wants To Say
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In The British Museum
'What do you see in that time-touched stone,
When nothing is there
But ashen blankness, although you give it
A rigid stare?
'You look not quite as if you saw,
But as if you heard,
Parting your lips, and treading softly
As mouse or bird.
'It is only the base of a pillar, they'll tell you,
That came to us
From a far old hill men used to name
Areopagus.'
- 'I know no art, and I only view
A stone from a wall,
But I am thinking that stone has echoed
The voice of Paul,
'Paul as he stood and preached beside it
Facing the crowd,
A small gaunt figure with wasted features,
Calling out loud
'Words that in all their intimate accents
Pattered upon
That marble front, and were far reflected,
And then were gone.
'I'm a labouring man, and know but little,
Or nothing at all;
But I can't help thinking that stone once echoed
The voice of Paul.'
poem by Thomas Hardy
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Conditioned To Focus On Limitations
The message that they are getting to hear,
Is not the message heard they wish preferred.
And, coincidentally, it is not the content of the message.
They oppose and object,
It is the messenger who states this message,
With an eloquence delivered to them
They reject.
And 'if' that messenger had represented,
One of them
They'd be more inclined to pay attention.
But of course,
They have been conditioned to focus
On limitations to impress.
And not use their ears for listening
To a message they should address.
The message that they are getting to hear,
Is not the message heard they wish preferred.
And, coincidentally, it is not the content of the message.
They oppose and object,
It is the messenger who states this message,
With an eloquence delivered to them
They reject.
And it is obvious to those who know,
As to why most ears are ignorantly closed.
They want to raise the bar 'their' way.
But not with 'this' one.
Who has come to play,
Hardball with decked cards regardless.
Of what others perceive another should say.
They want to have it their way.
Even though their way betrays and begins to fade,
Those days of one's pigmentation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Evading The Obvious
what is more obvious
is the sculpture of pain
standing in the middle of
the road
where we always pass
every morning
no one minds it
but it is there but there
are some who care
and touch the tip of the
bleeding stone
those who recognize
its existence
finally discover the
secret vein of
freedom...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Depression isn't obvious suicide is
Depression isn't obvious but suicide is.
My pain nobody sees.
My my mangled body they shall see.
My head was all but a mess.
Depression overtaking me.
Suicide was to be my bid for freedom.
Becuase deppression isn't obvious but suicide is.
Depression is never obvious even when its staring them in the face.
But now suicide will be obvious how can it not?
Now my life is too much to bear.
Suicide I shall commit.
Now its obvious but its all too late.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Did Anyone Know The Messenger?
What in the world,
Are they doing over there?
'Well...
It's a complicated story.
You see..
The culprit giving mouth to mouth,
Resuscitation to the messenger...
Knocked him out,
Because of a message read.
And...
Before he even began to read,
The people determined...
They didn't particularly care for his attitude.'
What did his attitude have to do,
With a message delivery?
'That's the point the messenger,
Attempted to make.
Then that guy called the messenger,
A bunch of names.
Then knocked him out.'
What was the message?
'Well..
I had to read it,
Because the others refused to get involved.'
What did the message say?
'It said...
Keep your faith, stay strong.
Love one another.
Seek and attempt peace.
And please forgive the messenger,
Delivering this message.
He has been volunteering his time,
Without any pay at all.'
Did anyone know the messenger?
'They all did!
That's what's complicated.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Idumota
You can kiss my lips always because,
I am in love with you;
And i want to see your naked body together with mine.
It is obvious to see that we are in love,
And it is obvious to know that we care for each other;
So never walk on anyone's shadow my love.
Visit me at Idumota and,
I will take you around to meet my people;
For the joy of this land is part of you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Obvious Song
There was a man in the jungle
Trying to make ends meet
Found himself one day with an axe in his hand
When a voice said buddy can you spare that tree
We gotta save the world - starting with your land
It was a rock n roll millionaire from the usa
Doing 3 to the gallon in a big white car
And he sang and he sang til he polluted the air
And he blew a lot of smoke from a cuban cigar
And the stars are looking down
Through a hole in the sky
And if they can see, they cry
Thats obvious
And the walls are coming down
Between the west and the east
You dont have to be a hippie to believe in peace
Thats obvious . . . obvious
There was a kid in the city selling crack to get by
Got caught one day with a gun in his hand
When a voice said, okay, get em up in the air
Youre too young to live like this
But you aint too fast to die.
Just another foot-soldier in a stupid little war
Another sound-bite on the american scene
Caught between the supplier only dreaming of money
And the demand of the man with money
Who needs a little help to dream
So we starve all the teachers
And recruit more marines
How come we dont even know what that means
Its obvious
And the walls are coming down
Between the eagle and the dove
You dont have to be a hippie to believe in love
Thats obvious . . . obvious
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Nothing To Them Dawns
It is getting increasingly obvious,
Who the foolish people are.
And the support they are receiving,
By those who follow blindly behind...
With an absence of their own thought process.
It is getting increasingly obvious,
Who has been depicted as nonconformists.
With a choosing to witness those sitting on a fence.
Debating between themselves to convince,
Which one is more logical and who makes sense.
As they try to impress who has the greater intelligence.
And the ones long depicted as nonconformists,
Now too impatient to listen to foolish arguments...
Find what others do no longer to their amusement.
With decisions they have made in times faded and gone,
To leave alone whether right or wrong...
Those remaining to debate over the obvious,
From Sunrise to Sunset and yet nothing to them dawns.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Emailed Poem To A Couple Of Old Friends
A long time its been no see or hear
yet in my mind both of you are dear.
I wonder if at some time or other
we all could perhaps get together.
Though I don't like to intrude
on people's privacy or be rude.
But with old friends it's a little different
and the two of you have been absent,
from the local scene in melbourne town
it's almost as if you have both outgrown,
and become detached and other worldly
into the country side where now you be.
If you are too busy it comes as no surprise
one can only hope and somehow devise
the means by which contact is made
and the parties involved are not afraid.
It would be good to hear from the both of you
a short reply to this message, please will do.
Regards
George K.
poem by George Krokos
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A Welcoming Of Their Own Grief
I remember a time,
When being honest with integrity...
Actually made a difference.
People had respect for those,
Who used their minds and were direct.
I also remember,
When people were not so quick...
To protect obvious mistakes made.
Or wasted the time to debate,
A welcoming of their own grief.
I remember a time,
When being honest with integrity...
Actually made a difference to leave.
And people did not pass judgement,
Before they listened to comprehend.
And today people have grown accustomed...
To ignore the message to then blame the messenger,
For their mistakes made to say as if offended...
They should be forgiven for not being accountable,
As they played unconsciously until it became too late.
And I remember the day when I walked away to leave,
This insanity to embrace my peace.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Youre Not An Army
We can drag you out of bed in the middle of the night
Drive tanks along your street looking for a flight
We can put you in a cell an dash away the key
Make you stand against the wall torture chamber stylee
The reason is simple, it's obvious to see
We can shoot at you but you can't kill we
Don't you see, don't you see, your not an army
The reason is simple, it's obvious to see
Right is on your side but the media's with we
Don't you see, don't you see, your not an army
The thing you must remember since these troubles first began
Were supported by a tax paying population
And if the rest of this world is against we
It's a fact that the people of this country won't see
They can give you a trial by military
But you won't be sentenced politically
You'll be beat by other prisoners for political views
But you just another killer when we read it in the news
song performed by by Ub40
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When a thing is new, people say 'It is not true.' Later, when its truth becomes obvious, they say 'It is not important.' Finally, when its importance cannot be denied, they say 'Anyway, it is not new.'
quote by William James
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Am I Living Within My Means?
Am I living within my means?
Isn't that obvious?
Or have you come to bolt my other foot,
To the floor?
With an ensurance that my success,
In living my life with less...
Will not be seen outside my premises,
To cause a revolt of those...
Who believe my exposure of happiness,
I express...
Is not being assisted,
By a hoarding of vast treasures...
That I keep stored in a treasure chest.
Am I living within my means?
Isn't that obvious?
When was the last time,
You aided with the adding to my budget?
Or helped to unwrap a care package,
Sent as a gift from any of my creditors?
Am I living within my means!
Did you come by to pay a visit?
Or laugh at my situation?
Which is it?
Am I living within my means?
Apparently I am.
And I could do much more of it,
If you paid me less frequent visits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keep Moving Forward
Returning attention given to those seeking it,
By telling you what you are not...
And what you could do to improve your status,
For their approval and acceptance...
Should give you a clue as to what it is they do.
And have done with the time to them given.
However...
IF you return back to them nothing to work with,
By giving them closed lips and forward movement...
Something done in the doing of that,
Will be more than enough than they have done...
Most of their lives they themselves have validated.
You need not to say or do a thing to bring yourself,
Down to a level to appease people like this.
Since it should be obvious to you as this is viewed,
They have yet to find themselves...
To stop a wasting of their time to find others,
Willing to waste their minds and time collectively.
With no improvement or a wish to seek progress.
The only thing done one can do for people like this,
Is to keep moving forward.
With a leaving behind with them a hint as to your abilities.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just Another Onionhead
The blessing of the turtles, the eggs lay on the lawn
Paint a pretty picture for me to sit upon
The calling of the rabbit, the falling of the hare
The hat man then begins to play, a song is everywhere
You want the obvious
Youll get the obvious
Tell them groucho said, youre just another onionhead
Another virgin mary, another case is shut
Have another helping, prime cut of babys butt
A sip of holy water, a shot of saving grace
Another western mystic, the words pore out my face
You want the obvious
Youll get the obvious
Ill shave my skull instead, be just another onionhead
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Deceiving World.
Try to catch,
But couldn't catch,
Seen as small and big fish,
Then too strong for their hooks,
Swimming under the new city mall,
Swimming under silver bird gallery,
Swimming under the theatre gallery
Where it called to be situated,
In the island of Nigeria Africa.
Asked where is the world,
Deceiving world its means?
Answers in illusion and delusion,
Tried but hid in tenacious pretense,
pretense of long slavery,
Pretense in standard,
Pretense of self interest,
Pretense of wickedness,
Try to catch,
Too strong for the hooks,
Seen as small and big fish,
Swimming in the island,
Swimming under Museum center,
Swimming under cultured and tour-isms,
Where its called to be situated,
In the world of blacks and white,
In the island of Africa.
Asked where is the world,
Deceiving world its means?
ILLUSION, WICKEDNESS, GREED AND HATRED founds,
Appears answers for reality,
Reality of seconds, Movement, distractions, and player hitters,
Called and seen a deceiving world,
Asked where is the world of the deceits,
At levels of a canteen,
Deceiving world at classrooms,
Deceiving world world of movement,
Deceiving world of called percussionists,
Deceiving world indeed and not fiction called.
poem by Bunmi Orogun Samuel
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Promises To Get Fixed What Is Broken
It would be wonderful if initiative was taken,
To correct the mistakes of that which is obvious...
Than to make promises to get fixed what is broken,
If the people could only pretend to forget...
With a forgiveness given,
To those who messed up their lives in the first place.
But now...
Wish to be seen as suited to be selected as the ones,
Who are best at getting the job done.
And...
Haven't they already done that job which is obvious?
That job to undo those standards once valued.
Is it new leadership that the people need?
Or do the people just need to wake up?
Since competent people are already there.
But people are not wanting to be represented by competence.
People have been conditioned to see others fail.
And with a doing that has been done to please them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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His Shadow
When I was young
the shadow he cast was long.
When I was afraid.
In his shadow I could be brave.
Walking together
watching his shadow by mine.
I yearned for the time
like his my shadow would be long.
As the fledgling finally
flies alone from the nest.
To step away from his shadow
my time came.
One day long after
my child at my side.
Two shadows I saw.
One long joined one small.
In my thoughts
I reflected to when
the longer shadow.
My father cast.
I realized
the time had come.
The father's shadow
now my shadow.
(04SEP97)
poem by Kurt Hearth
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