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  1877.     

Chasing Behind What Has Gone

No time is there left for you to take,
To waste procrastinating which way...
Provides an easier taste of life.
That decision should have been made.
And you have discovered time doesn't wait.

Why you are baffled by this is no surprise.
And no longer can you find anyone,
To accomodate your point of view.
Those who have similar visions too,
Are chasing behind what has gone.

Those who have similar visions too,
Are chasing behind what has gone.

Those who have similar visions too,
Are chasing behind what has gone.

Chasing in a race...
For a time that has long moved on!
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 

   
   
 

  1878.     

Chasing Madness

If it wasn't for a tax to pay,
Would we awaken everyday...
Pledging our desires to be obeyed?
And would we stay dreaming,
Our lives away for those fantasies prayed!
Dangling from a twisted patience,
In a delay we are taught is perfectly okay.

And,
If it was not for those things that tease,
Would we tolerate the sweating on hands and knees?
In a toil just to please,
Those opportunities we are kept to believe.

Some people wish for a quiet place to just sit.
Dismissing all the hustle and bustle.
And the nonsense of it!
With an earned peace of mind,
Wishing to forget...
The time spent wasted chasing madness.
And its associates.
Like lust and greed and those things not needed.

If it wasn't for a tax to pay,
Would we awaken everyday...
Pledging our desires to be obeyed?
Some people wish for a quiet place to just sit.
Wishing to forget...
The time spent wasted chasing madness.
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 

   
   
 

  1879.     

Chasing Pessimists Away

Pessimists would say that optimism is a gag,
But...
Being optimistic is a good thing to have.

Those who look for troubles got them carried in a bag,
'Cause...
They would rather carry all their troubles that they've had.
Carrying their troubles seeking more of them to nab.

Pessimists would say that optimism is a gag,
But...
Being optimistic is a good thing to have.
Being optimistic is a feeling that could last.

Those who look for troubles got them carried in a bag,
'Cause...
They would rather carry all their troubles that they've had.
And carrying their troubles seeking more of them to nab.

Pessimists would say that optimism is a gag,
But...
Being optimistic is a good thing to have.
Being optimistic is a feeling that could last.
And being optimistic makes those pessimists mad.
And chasing pessimists away should make somebody glad.

Pessimists would say that optimism is a gag,
But...
Being optimistic is a good thing to have.
And being optimistic is much better than the bad.
Being optimistic makes a better day had.
Being optimistic makes a better day had.
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 

   
   
 

  1880.     

Chasing Tales

I 'use' to be caught up in perceptions,
Of a collective unity.
The kind that would thrive to excite,
Participation...
From those who approached,
The cause of this...
With an identity as a guarantee.
To usher in a motivation that would begin,
To uplift the 'disadvantaged' ones...
In aspiring but depressed,
Inner city communities.

How nobel a cause!

But soon I witnessed in disbelief,
Opportunities mentioned...
Were often teased.
By those who would preach publicly,
A need.
Only to see a chasing of tales...
Implemented by deceivers,
Who would discredit the ones sincere.
To ensure defeat they would receive,
With the creation of 'that' made extremely clear.

I 'use' to be caught up in perceptions,
Of a collective unity.
The kind that would thrive to excite,
Participation...
From those who approached,
The cause of this...
With an identity as a guarantee.
To usher in a motivation that would begin,
To uplift the 'disadvantaged' ones...
In aspiring but depressed,
Inner city communities.

How nobel and global!

But an addiction to chasing tales,
Was the only thing meant...
As a permanent reality,
To give all the luxury of time misspent.
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 
 
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