The young have aspirations that never come to pass, the old have reminiscences of what never happened.
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Not 'Bugging' At All
'Wisdom!
Where does it come from? '
An investigative research team,
Has been appointed by the government...
To uncover that as we speak.
And they are doing their best to connect it,
To 'something' they can identify and tax.
So,
Hopefully they will continue the wiretapping,
To disclose how best to limit the process
Of independent thinking and the occurrences of it!
Before a reason is found to charge a fee.
'You sound like one who has been 'bugged'? '
Me?
I'm not 'bugging' at all.
Just annoyed by their breathing,
They believe goes unnoticed when dialing my phone.
Or followed whenever I purchase a bus pass.
'You make it sound as if they are all up in your...
Aspirations? '
No!
My aspirations as given,
Are just fine
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To You
Well if the same thing happened to you
Would you still put me through what you put me through?
If it happened to you. what if it happened to you?
What if it happened a man kept shaking you down
But you cant get a ride to his side of town?
If it happened to you. what if it happened to you?
What if happened to you? keep it out of my shoes.
And if youre stepping on toes, keep it outta my nose.
cos if the same thing happened to me
Well, it wont be as bad as it used to be.
If it happened toyou. what if it happened to you?
What if it happened to you?
What if it happened to you?
What if it happened to you, too?
What if it happens to you?
What if it happens to you?
What if happens to you? keep it out of my shoes.
And if youre stepping on toes, keep it outta my nose.
cos if the same thing happened to me
Well, it wont be as bad as it used to be.
If it happened to you. what if it happened to you?
What if it happened to you?
What am I going to do?
What if it happened to you?
Well, what if happened to you?
* repeat until fade: what if happened to you?
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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On The Road To Gethsemane
on the road to Gethsemane...
i pass burned out buildings,
farm lands scorched by the bombing.
i pass the skeleton bodies
of young children who starved.
i pass the unmarked graves,
of young boys sent to war.
i pass the flag of the liars,
and the tents of mourning.
i pass vacant factories,
and houses left empty.
i pass through cocaine streets,
where all flesh is for sale.
i pass the unemployed masses,
and their desperate eyes.
i pass the baby born unwanted,
and the prison's stink.
i pass empty churches,
and hollow ringing bells.
i pass families broken,
and peoples enslaved.
i pass the moral guns of prejudice,
rank with immorality!
i pass the crippled, the sick,
and those desperately alone...
these tears of blood
are human tears,
this cross we all bear!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Something Happened
Something happened
I just don't understand
Something happened
It's making me feel mad
Something happened, you don't hear about
Oh, please that never did before
Something happened
I just don't understand
Something happened
I just don't understand
Something happened
It's making me feel mad, oh
I never saw this on TV
I never read it in no book
ahh
Something happened
I just don't understand
hey, baby, something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
Something happened
I just don't understand
Something happened
It's making me feel mad
I thought I knew a lot of things
but I don't know a thing, oh, oh, oh
Something happened
I just don't understand
The things I hear and see
don't seem the same
The things I touch and feel
are forever changed
I've never felt this way before
and I hope I never do again
Something happened
I don't know why or when
oh, something happened
I just don't understand
something happened
I just don't understand
Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
something happened
Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
something happened
Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
something happened
Doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Accepting To Do It Is Not A Trick
A phase of malaise has taken place.
Aspirations to remove it,
Has exhausted inspiration.
Those with faith and outreaching done,
Are looked upon as dissenters.
But this has to be overcomed.
A phase of malaise has taken place.
Aspirations to remove it,
Has exhausted inspiration.
Some say it is much to late.
And what appears on the horizon,
Is an introduction of an ill fate.
But illusions embraced stay as they are.
If invited into minds,
Believing what appears can not be barred.
But a barring done is a possibility!
If one refuses what one is told is meant to be.
As an accepted reality.
A phase of malaise has taken place.
Aspirations to remove it,
Has exhausted inspiration.
But this too shall pass and be overcomed.
When the feeding to a mind...
Seeks to witness a happiness done.
It's just that simple!
And accepting to do it is not a trick.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My business is to teach my aspirations to confirm themselves to fact, not to try and make facts harmonize with my aspirations.
quote by Thomas Huxley
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Wishing That It Had Never Happened
The fine young make-believes have already started
Shooting in:
From the gated communities of Parkland they’ve
Drifted,
And young Italian girls take photographs of each other,
And I take photographs of them:
They are venal and cottage cheese-
They will go to college, or they’ll do as they please:
Like you, they might make love to me,
If they have to, but they will never fantasies over
These estuaries as I have had to:
How I’ve tried to compare you to the muses of
Baudelaire, the two strangers made sisters by his
Pervasive charges,
The sick muse and the venal muse: I didn’t remember
That before you used to play soccer together,
But who as really in charge;
And if you’d won the season for our white tributary,
What then would have stopped your taught calved
Sorority from kissing under the bleachers,
And then to pass out like carnal wildflowers;
If it’s not what happened, it is at least what used to happen
When my mind awakened from happenstance
And began to matriculate toward the better causes of
Missing graduation- wishing that it had never happened.
poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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What Happened To Us?
I thought it was to good to be true
I found somebody who understands me
Someone who would help me get to through
And fill an emptiness I had inside me
But you kept inside, and I just denied
Some things that we should have both said
I knew it was to good to be true
Cuz i'm the only one who understands me
What happened to us?
We used to be so perfect
Now we're lost and lonely
What happened to us?
And deep inside I wonder
Did I lose my only...
Remember they thought we were to young
To really know what it takes to make it
But we had survived all what we have done
So we could show them all that they're mistaken
But who could have known, the lies that would grow
Until we could see right through them
Remember they knew we were to young
We still don't know what it takes to make it
What happened to us?
We used to be so perfect
Now we're lost and lonely
What happened to us?
And deep inside I wonder
Did I lose my only one
We could have made it work
We could have found a way
We should have done our best
To see another day
But we kept it all inside
Until it was to late
And now we're both alone
The consequence we pay
For throwin' it all away (x2)
What happened to us?
We used to be so perfect
Now we're lost and lonely
What happened to us?
And deep inside I wonder
Did I lose my only...
What happened to us? (x4)
song performed by by Hoobastank
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Too Young For Love
Too young for love?
Ah, say not so!
Tell reddening rose-buds not to blow
Wait not for spring to pass away,--
Love's summer months begin with May!
Too young for love?
Ah, say not so!
Too young? Too young?
Ah, no! no! no!
Too young for love?
Ah, say not so,
To practise all love learned in May.
June soon will come with lengthened day
While daisies bloom and tulips glow!
Too young for love?
Ah, say not so!
Too young? Too young?
Ah, no! no! no!
poem by Oliver Wendell Holmes
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Saturday Night
Seems like a dream now, it was so long ago
The moon burned so bright and the time went so slow
And I swore that I loved her and gave her a ring
The bluebird was high on the wing
Whatever happened to saturday night
Finding a sweetheart and holding her tight?
She said,tell me, oh, tell me, was I alright?
Whatever happened to saturday night?
The years brought the railroad
It ran by my door
Now theres boards on the windows
And dust on the floor
And she passes the time at another mans side
And I pass the time with my pride
What a tangled web we weave
Go round with circumstance
Someone show me how to tell the dancer
From the dance
What ever happened
To saturday night?
Choosin a friend and loosin a fight
She said,tell me, oh, tell me, are you alright?
Whatever happened to saturday night?
Whatever happened to saturday night?
song performed by by Eagles
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I Don't Know
I don't know what I did
I don't know what happened
I don't know why you stopped talking to me
You said three words that made me so happy
Now you not here with me
Now my world has fallen apart
I don't know what I did to make you leave
I don't know...
But I do know I love you
and I want you to call just to say hi
I can tell you've changed
Please tell me what happened...
Because I dont know
(10-29-04)
poem by Brandi Young
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Science... warns me to be careful how I adopt a view which jumps with my preconceptions, and to require stronger evidence for such belief than for one to which I was previously hostile. My business is to teach my aspirations to conform themselves to fact, not to try and make facts harmonize with my aspirations.
quote by Thomas H. Huxley
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Dismissal Of Fears
There is nothing like falling out of a tree.
That has happened to me.
Twice,
At least.
There is nothing like taking chances.
With a clear understanding,
There may be consequences to pay.
That has happened to me.
More times than I care to remember.
More times than even I...
Can remember.
And still find my actions,
Difficult to believe!
There is nothing like making mistakes.
Especially those,
That come to shake one awake.
That has happened to me.
Until running into a brick wall,
Made my nose bleed.
Literally.
And...
There is nothing like getting up,
Off of one's knees.
Stripped of an ego.
And every pretension...
I fed upon as a necessity.
There is nothing like falling out of a tree.
That has happened to me.
Twice,
At least.
As if an introduction,
To prepare me for a journey!
And today...
For some reason...
I can not pass a tree without touching it.
Or giving it a very long hug!
With the gratefulness,
I had the audacity to take chances.
And a dismissal of fears to live my life as it is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As The Years Pass Along
When the snow is gone,
we will remember this winter
for a long time to come.
We will remember being told not to go to work,
now that never happened before.
We will remember of being snow in,
and that has never happened before.
Yes, we will all have memories to share
as the years pass along,
of the biggest snowfall
we had in over forty years.
We will talk about it with affection,
forgetting the moans some people had.
We will laugh at how the authorities
like always were never prepared.
How we had to walk for a change
for there were no buses to be had.
We will remember the community spirit,
something we have not seen in years.
Memories will compound memories
with a few exaggerations to be had
as the years pass along.
13 January 2010
poem by David Harris
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Sitting Too High on Horse
Of course,
I will keep my expectations and aspirations high.
And I hope my ambitions to outdo myself,
Will not be interpreted by others...
As one who seems to carry,
Their aspirations on their shoulders.
Or expectations sitting too high on that horse.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Only For Me
Down the end of this barroom,
Out of sight of the light in the window
His mind in his whiskey
And his body in a folding chair
Far beyond repair
I enter his vision
He watches me look for my seat
He makes his decision
And he stands to his feet
Lord, its a long way down
It happened to me
Wonderful sight
Only for me
Only for you
It happened to be a light shining through
Form one who was lost and found
Just like me and you
Old man says, young man, my youre looking
Pretty green
Like a stranger to this kind of place
Come sit at my table
Come and look into my face
Ive got a story to tell.
There was a father and son
But that was a long time ago
And when the time came to run
I just couldnt say no
So I left them behind.
It happened to me
Wonderful sight
Only for me
Only for you
It happened to be a light shining through
Form one who was lost and found
Just like me and you
We have seen it before
In times of great sorrow
That human compassion will flow from a well
That has long run dry
It happened to me
Wonderful sight
Only for me
Only for you
It happened to be a light shining through
Form one who was lost and found
Just like me and you
song performed by by James Taylor
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Don't let young people tell you their aspirations; when they drop them they will drop you.
quote by Logan Pearsall Smith
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Old age equalizes- we are aware that what is happening to us has happened to untold numbers from the beginning of time. When we are young we act as if we were the first young people in the world.
quote by Jane Harrison
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Im Going Slightly Mad
Words and music by queen
When the outside temperature rises
And the meaning is oh so clear
One thousand and one yellow daffodils
Begin to dance in front of you - oh dear
Are they trying to tell you something
Youre missing that one final screw
Youre simply not in the pink my dear
To be honest you havent got a clue
Im going slightly mad
Im going slightly mad
It finally happened - happened
It finally happened - ooh oh
It finally happened
Im slightly mad
Oh dear
Im one card short of a full deck
Im not quite the shilling
One wave short of a shipwreck
Im not my usual top billing
Im coming down with a fever
Im really out to sea
This kettle is boiling over
I think Im a banana tree
Oh dear
Im going slightly mad
Im going slightly mad
It finally happened - happened
It finally happened - uh huh
It finally happened
Im slightly mad
Oh dear
Ooh ooh ah ah
Ooh ooh ah ah
Im knitting with only one needle
Unravelling fast its true
Im driving only three wheels these days
But my dear how about you
Im going slightly mad
Im going slightly mad
It finally happened
It finally happened - oh yes
It finally happened
Im slightly mad
Just very slightly mad
And there you have it
song performed by by Queen
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Walking The Truth...
this we cannot do
otherwise
all dressed in white
as we run
through the grasses
of reminiscences....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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