Uninvited
Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave
But you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight
Must be strangely exciting
To watch the stoic squirm
Must be somewhat heartening
To watch shepard meet shepard
But you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight
Like any uncharted territory
I must seem greatly intriguing
You speak of my love like
You have experienced like mine before
But this is not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight
I don't think you unworthy
I need a moment to deliberate
song performed by by Alanis Morissette from City Of Angels soundtrack
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The Uninvited Guest
(music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth & john helmer)
You may not recall the moment that you asked me
But your invitation was clear
Youll pretend youve never met me
But its far to late
Now Im here
Cause Im the one who knows what scares you
Im the one who loves you best
Im the thirteenth at the table
Im the uninvited guest
Im the banquo at your banquet
Im the cuckoo in your nest
Im your fifteen stone first-footer
Im the uninvited guest
I was there when you said insincere I love yous
To a woman that wasnt your wife
And I fronted you the money
That you ran away and blew
On the biggest regret of your live
Cause Im the one who knows what scares you
Im the who loves you best
Im the thirteenth at the table
Im the uninvited guest
Im the banquo at your banquet
Im the cuckoo in your nest
Im your new years resolution
Im the uninvited guest
Im the face you hoped youd never see
But always knew you would
Im the one thing you knew you shouldnt do
But did because you could
Im the evil in your bloodstream
Im the rash upon your skin
And you made a big mistake alright
The day you let me in
And you can fly to the other side of the world
You know youll only find
Ive reserved the seat behind you
We can talk about old times
Cause Im the one who knows what scares you
Im the who loves you best
Im the thirteenth at the table
Im the uninvited guest
Im the banquo at your banquet
Im the cuckoo in your nest
Im your fifteen stone first-footer
Im the uninvited guest
Im you new years resolution
Im the uninvited guest
song performed by by Marillion
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I Should Be Allowed To Think
I saw the best minds of my generation
Destroyed by madness, starving, hysterical
I should be allowed to glue my poster
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to glue my poster
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to think
And I should be allowed to blurt the merest idea
If by random whim, one occurs to me
If necessary, leave paper stains on the grey utility pole
I saw the worst bands of my generation
Applied by magic marker to dry wall
I should be allowed to shoot my mouth off
I should have a call in show
I should be allowed to glue my poster
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to think
And I should be allowed to blurt the merest idea
If by random whim, one occurs to me
If necessary, leave paper stains on the grey utility pole
I am not allowed
To ever come up with a single original thought
I am not allowed
To meet the criminal government agent who oppresses me
I was the worst hope of my generation
Destroyed by madness, starving, hysterical
I should be allowed to share my feelings
I should be allowed to feel
I should be allowed to glue my poster
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to think
And I should be allowed to blurt the merest idea
If by random whim one occurs to me
But sadly, this can never be
I am not allowed to think
I am not allowed to think
I am not allowed to think (I am not allowed to think)
I am not allowed to think (I am not allowed to think)
I am not allowed to think (I am not allowed to think)
I am not allowed to think (I am not allowed to think)
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Fish With Fritter Patties
Please don't say I'm uninvited.
I came to leave some peace.
And you want to play deceiver.
Please don't say I'm uninvited.
I came to leave some peace.
And you want to play deceiver.
I don't want to lay more battles down to fight.
I rather you fry some fish...
And we can sit to reminisce,
Tonight.
Let's forgive and turn things wrong and make them right.
Discuss like adults with results that's eye to eye.
With a meal you cook to hook me.
To get me whipped for whoopee.
Let's forgive and turn things wrong and make them right.
You know I'm satisfied when you hear me sigh!
But when the money gets funny,
You're nowhere by my side.
Please don't say I'm uninvited.
I came to leave some peace.
And you want to play deceiver.
Please don't say I'm uninvited.
I came to leave some peace.
And you want to play deceiver.
To have me chase your beaver.
'WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU SAYING? '
Please don't say I'm uninvited.
I brought some fish to fry.
With whoopee booted on my mind!
'You are sick and nasty!
I will fry the fish with fritter patties.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Regretting Their Actions
Unfortunate are those,
Who select their victims with venom.
Those who are blinded by an agenda picked,
Without facts that are offered to them...
But set with a mindset,
To appease a personal illness.
And this had been done with ease.
Unfortunate are those,
Deciding to choose the ones perceived,
As vulnerable.
Those they believed were without friends.
Those they have chosen,
To be open and defenseless.
Unfortunate are those with minds like this!
And they are the ones to ultimately suffer the most.
First to scream an unjustice has been done.
Although they are the ones,
To instigate...
Their own pain and defeat!
And exposed to be evil...
From discretions selected privately.
Now publicly observed as acts to deceive.
Unfortunate are the ones like these...
Regretting their actions,
At the expense of destroying their own lives.
Weeping and seeking...
Places to hide!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Am I Allowed
Am I allowed
To wish not to breathe?
Am I allowed
To skip over tomorrow?
And,
Am I allowed
Not to believe,
Who it is that speaks.
Or,
Whom everybody follows?
Am I allowed
To want my own needs?
Am I allowed
Not to beg or borrow.
Am I allowed
Not to be deceived,
By who those that I know
Are low, lazy and shallow?
Am I allowed
My own company?
Am I allowed
To float or row my boat?
And,
Am I allowed
To see what I see,
Who it is that show
Not which way to go?
Am I allowed
To want my own needs?
Am I allowed
Not to beg or borrow.
Am I allowed
Not to be deceived,
By who those that I know
Are low, lazy and shallow?
Am I allowed
My own company?
Am I allowed
To float or row my boat?
And,
Am I allowed
To see what I see,
Who it is that show
Not which way to go?
Am I allowed
To wish not to breathe?
Am I allowed
To skip over tomorrow?
And,
Am I allowed
Not to believe,
Who it is that speaks.
Or,
Whom everybody follows?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unfortunate is he who cannot gain a few sincere friends during his life and more unfortunate is the one who has gained them and then lost them (through his deeds).
Ali in Peak of Eloquence
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Questions?
Lost in the solitude of
Own
Possessed in the numerical form of
One
Why does a glass crack uninvited
Why does the sum of none stand unrequited
Why does the prodigal son always return
To the scene of painful ridicule
Never learn
Where he so desires ne-er to be
Why is freedom smothered in chastity
When will the bell toll
Its final ring
Why is a free spirit never allowed to joyously
Sing........
poem by Karen Sinclair
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Least said soonest mended.
Least said soonest mended.
In the anger of the moment.
We react instinctively
Harsh words spill out by accident
Which we regret immediately.
Anger looses inhibitions
We do not think before we speak.
The spoken word can’t be unsaid
However much we may regret.
Although our anger’s long since fled
Those we offend do not forget.
Anger loosens inhibitions.
We do not think before we speak.
Old friends become new enemies.
Misunderstandings on both sides
Exchanging apologies
may help but bitterness abides.
Anger loosens inhibitions
We do not think before we speak.
Reacting to a perceived slight.
Something we are prone to do.
We forget to be polite.
It’s unfortunate but it’s true.
Thursday,13 October 2011
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Need Not To Be Repossessed
Why can't you accept where those boundaries are?
Why must you treat yourself to a round of disrespecting me?
When you have clearly,
Tracked yourself uninvited...
Into my zone.
As peace and I were sharing some alone time.
You've come to me as if I pay you rent.
And I don't have the sense to know you own it.
MY 'space'.
And you came today to collect,
Another argument?
One I'm going to sit to listen and condone?
Why can't you accept where those boundaries are?
Why must you treat yourself to a round of disrespecting me?
When you have clearly,
Tracked yourself uninvited...
Into my zone.
As peace and I were sharing some alone time.
There is not a rule I obey,
Without first going into consultation with God.
And I would not be surprised if you found that odd.
Not an eyebrow would quickly lift upon you admitting this.
Possessing a need to control,
Is your issue.
And the need 'not' to be repossessed,
Is mine!
Why can't you accept where those boundaries are?
Why must you treat yourself to a round of disrespecting me?
When you have clearly,
Tracked yourself uninvited...
Into my zone.
As peace and I were sharing some alone time.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unfortunate Thing
Breaking out of school
Aint really fooling no one
I was sure Id get my reward in time
Backing uo the street
With the smell of sweet sensation
Didnt want to be another dime
Hidden in the pocket
Of some unfortunate nation
Didnt have no money, sure didnt have the time
Chorus:
Unfortunate thing, such an unfortunate thing
Unfortunate thing, such an unfortunate thing
But I fought with nothing
But I fought with nothing
Laughing at the rumor
That youve been screwing someone
Laugh better cry
It could be your turn next time
Brother what a lover beyond the fourth dimesion
Hes got an ego
Thats bigger than yours and mine
(chorus)
Dont call me bwana
Let it settle in your heart
We move from children
Into a business counterpart
Your head was shaking as I walked into the room
A spirit breaking
Thats why I feel this way
Breaking out of school
Aint really fooling no one
I was sure Id get my reward in time
Backing up a street
With a smell of sweet sensation
Didnt want to be another dime
(chorus)
song performed by by Culture Club
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Canadians Don't Need To Think
Canadians don’t need to think and are not obliged to vote,
And not allowed to turn back many incoming refugee boats,
No binding referendums, no proportional representation,
Little independence but part of a UN corporation.
We’re also busy in Afghanistan dealing with human rights,
But banned from the UN Security Council in these fights,
Are we a herd of sheep following a UN Shepard up front?
And no one is allowed to show displeasure or even grunt.
Is it any wonder that less than half Canadians vote?
What’s the use, the whole place seems to be on UN remote,
They say we’re going to eventually have an election,
But with no set-date elections, will there be a selection.
Jan 23rd,2011
poem by James Bredin
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The Biggest Disaster
What 'is' unfortunate?
The capitalization of the word DENIAL.
And the tremendous affect the act of it,
Has had on the millions of those who have been shown...
A protection from truth will produce for them a reality.
And a denial pursued is what all should do!
However,
In the doing...
Denial 'now' has become too huge of a magnitude,
To disregard...
As the biggest disaster ever allowed to be created,
Humanity has come to face!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We are already expected to be the goodie two shoes. I went through that during my junior high schools where I wasn't allowed to watch television. I wasn't allowed to listen to the radio.
quote by Nick Cannon
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But I am not allowed to speak to foreigners and I am not allowed to leave the country. So I'm not so happy.
quote by Mordechai Vanunu
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In the ward
In the ward she was made to draw
A woman,
She complied
Started to draw a face
The eyes and ears
But without a mouth
Two legs
Without the hands,
The shrink says,
Was this woman
In your house
Not allowed to speak
Was she not allowed
To do?
Her mother
Wants to understand
The husband was
Not there.
In the house
She cannot speak
She did not do
Anything about it
Until she became so
Incomplete
And she did not
Know until she
Was made to draw
The woman’s
True face.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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NO CHANGES ALLOWED June 9th,2011
We have this unfortunate premise that we got everything right,
With our appointed judges and senators given the green light,
With a constitution that’s too difficult to alter or change,
And then it gets worse because we don’t think of this as strange.
No proportional representation or binding referendums,
Therefore we can’t give our pompous politicians ultimatums,
And we can’t have death with dignity because that’s a sin,
In our system only selected appointees always win.
We can’t have propositions because no one knows what they are,
Can’t have set-date elections because that might be bazaar,
A plebiscites could be important but what are they about?
Can’t have one because the people are not allowed to have clout.
poem by James Bredin
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Sonnet: Be Content, Man
The many unfortunate ones, all remind
That God has spared me all along till date;
I’m not as unlucky as I do find:
God has allowed me a much better fate.
Yet, ungrateful as I am, I complain
Endlessly, when my troubles haunt sometimes;
If it has been sunny, we want the rain!
Dissatisfied is man in many climes.
So, let us think of brethren poorer still,
Whom Nature has cruelly dealt a blow,
Who are by body and spirit, more ill,
Who invite Death but Death says, ‘Not now’, No!
So, count we must, our blessings one by one
And thank the Lord for sending His own Son!
8-22-2002
poem by John Celes
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You've Allowed This To Happen
We teach.
They learn.
And they pass on these lessons taught.
We cry.
We sigh.
And our behavior we deny.
Hiding from that,
We attract to seek...
Until it is caught.
And nothing we do is comprehended.
Or pretend what it is begins to offend.
Nothing we do,
Seems to us enough to defend.
We point our fingers.
And over again accuse them.
The 'others'
For our negligence,
And lack of discipline.
Until everyone is blinded,
To a hindsight that runs into a brick wall.
With graffiti written tall that appalls...
YOU'VE ALLOWED THIS TO HAPPEN.
And yet this message,
Is ignored by all.
We teach.
They learn.
And they pass on these lessons taught.
We cry.
We sigh.
And our behavior we deny.
Hiding from that,
We sought and attracted.
Reacting as if,
We did not crave the satisfaction.
We point our fingers.
And over again accuse them...
The 'others'
For our negligence,
And lack of discipline.
YOU'VE ALLOWED THIS TO HAPPEN.
YOU'VE ALLOWED THIS TO HAPPEN.
YOU'VE ALLOWED THIS TO HAPPEN.
And that message is whitewashed.
As if nothing on the wall,
Had been written at all.
YOU'VE ALLOWED THIS TO HAPPEN.
YOU'VE ALLOWED THIS TO HAPPEN.
YOU'VE ALLOWED THIS TO HAPPEN...
From Sunrise to nightfall.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Uninvited Guest
Her ghost is there
I can see the outline of her shadow traced in the air
Sometimes I see her bended over your shoulder
I think what lies has she told you
And I see a smile light up your face
You like what she says
And I wanna cry, its killin me
But I play dumb instead
(*) shes the uninvited guest who lives in our house
Shes the other woman whos on your mind
Whos in your life
Id have to be blind not to see it, not to feel it
And Im runnin second best
To the uninvited guest and its breaking my heart
You dont know how I know
If it all was in the open, youd deny that it its so
Just like the old song torn between two lovers
Its not happening to others
Its happening to you and me and the pain is intense
I should leave you but I love you though
It doesnt make sense
Repeat (*)
I should leave you but I love you though
It doesnt make sense
Repeat (*)
Its breaking my heart
song performed by by Carpenters
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Forgettable But Mentioned
I've never understood why,
Some would jeopardize their own lives...
To gain three seconds of fame and attention,
Although forgettable but mentioned.
And to ruin others in the doing,
Just because they can.
Is a mental outlook even the doer,
Can explain it or understands.
And in the doing expresses,
No one should get upset!
It is that lack of respect for humanity...
That minds today project with a sickness.
Unfortunate are those,
Who see nothing wrong with this.
And unfortunate are the times,
That allow crimes like this to exist.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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