For if you suffer your people to be ill-educated, and their manners to be corrupted from their infancy, and then punish them for those crimes to which their first education disposed them, what else is to be concluded from this, but that you first make thieves and then punish them.
Thomas More in Utopia
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A Rat Cannot Defy a Cat
A king can punish; who will punish him?
His conscience perhaps, if kept intact.
The God can punish; but is not questioned
A rat cannot question a cat for its act.
(27.06.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The God should punish
God, will You punish for that sin
That I did when I was a child?
God, will You punish for that sin
That I did repeatedly?
God, will You punish for that sin
That I made someone do?
Yes, You must. Else you will spare
Those who have harmed me.
19.12.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I am<~_~> punish
I am punish and a lot will say i didnt tell them.
When i said it they ignored me and mxit
it was written they twitt To Go.
Images appeared Face book, Whats app?
Im punish
i wake up daily and kids disappeared, killed choped and sold
i walk around the street she kisses her he bends for him
10 year old pregnant 15 year old father 20 and nyaupe distroyed them
i am punish
mariages decreased funerals increased
priests lie so do prophets?
You'll say its for peace they pray for aparently they want another piece
i am punish if you hadnt committed such i wouldnt be here
love dissappeared hate and money evolve add ons are in mind...
For my second comming emerge
i am taking my own a lot wont be
i am punish
poem by Ernest Makuakua
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A lot of people run a race to see who is fastest. I run to see who has the most guts, who can punish himself into exhausting pace, and then at the end, punish himself even more.
quote by Steve Prefontaine
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God, You Punish Me With A Quiet And Love
god, you punish me with a quiet and love
many years i walked into your jungle
what a thorn piercing the foot
i always say love always
although the soil, earth, quiet trees always
you punish me with a quiet and love
there is a silence that hunting
do you love me?
this sort of question a child
that being withdrawn
but why do you punish me with love?
i was not able to recognize the crowd unless
otherwise a quiet way
hummed roar of water but you can not dam
from the hum of small water
high into the mountain
being a rustling in the valley
and the roar unstoppable
are there any you love me?
god, you punish me with a quiet and love
far on the hill there
you made me recognize a foreign path
make a return home, how ya?
but if i die; i die in love
and i want you to hug me
dharma on the leaves rustling in the woods
tears at all the creations
so what does it mean?
you punish me with a quiet and love.
(Padma, Ciumbeulit,2012)
poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo
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The act of policing is, in order to punish less often, to punish more severely.
quote by Napoleon Bonaparte
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A lot of people run a race to see who is fastest. I run to see who has the most guts, who can punish himself into exhausting pace, and then at the end, punish himself even more. Nobody is going to win a 5,000 meter race after running an easy 2 miles. Not with me. If I lose forcing the pace all the way, well, at least I can live with myself.
quote by Steve Prefontaine
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I punish myself more than anybody else does if I am stupid about my actions, and I suffer, really suffer.
quote by Eartha Kitt
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Bestrafe Mich
Bestrafe mich
Stroh wird gold
Und gold wird stein
Deine grsse macht mich klein
Du darfst mein bestrafer sein
Ja
Der herrgott nimmt
Der herrgott gibt
Bestrafe mich
Bestrafe mich
Du meinst ja
Und ich denk nein
Schliess mich ein in dein gebet
Bevor der wind noch klter weht
Deine grsse macht mich klein
Du darfst mein bestrafer sein
Du darfst mein bestrafer sein
Deine grsse macht mich klein
Du darfst mein bestrafer sein
Deine grsse macht ihn klein
Du darfst meine strafe sein
Der herrgott nimmt
Der herrgott gibt
Doch gibt er nur dem
Den er auch liebt
Bestrafe mich
(translation:
Punish me
---------
Punish me
Punish me
Straw is gold
And gold is stone
You are so big, make me small
Youre the master,
Make me crawl
The lord does give
The lord does take
Punish me
Punish me
You say yes
And I say no
Lock me in all you worship
Before the winds cold hand grips
You are so big, make me small
Youre the master, make me crawl
Youre the master, make me crawl
You are so big, make me small
Youre the master, make me crawl
Youre so big you make him small
You will punish me for all
The lord does give
The lord does take
Does he give love to
Those he forsakes?
Punish me )
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The Judge
Say of him what you please, but I know my child's failings.
I do not love him because he is good, but because he is my
little child.
How should you know how dear he can be when you try to weigh
his merits against his faults?
When I must punish him he becomes all the more a part of my
being.
When I cause his tears to come my heart weeps with him.
I alone have a right to blame and punish, for he only may
chastise who loves.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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Punish Me
Punish me
with the silence in your eyes
destroy every courage of my manliness, and
pour a gray liquid of long avoided thoughts
in my veins.
Punish me
with your acceptance of my sins
for I have mistaken so much
in this night,
when your eyes
blossom in silence.
An Epitaph On The Late Lord Mount--Cashel.
Children are snatch'd away sometimes,
To punish Parents for their Crimes.
Thy Mother's Merit was so great,
Heav'n hasten'd thy untimely Fate,
To make her Character complete.
Tho' many Virtues fill'd her Breast,
'Twas Resignation crown'd the rest.
poem by Mary Barber
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Sonnet XIV: If He From Heav'n
If he from Heav'n that filch'd that living fire
Condemn'd by Jove to endless torment be,
I greatly marvel how you still go free
That far beyond Prometheus did aspire.
The fire he stole, although of heav'nly kind,
Which from above he craftily did take,
Of lifeless clods us living men to make,
He did bestow in temper of the mind;
But you broke into Heav'n's immortal store,
Where Virtue, Honor, Wit, and Beauty lay,
Which taking thence you have escap'd away,
Yet stand as free as e'er you did before;
Yet old Prometheus punish'd for his rape.
Thus poor thieves suffer when the greater 'scape.
poem by Michael Drayton
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I should be very willing to redress men wrongs, and rather check than punish crimes, had not Cervantes, in that all too true tale of Quixote, shown how all such efforts fail.
quote by Lord Byron
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Fury
Fury
You're so happy now
Burning a candle at both ends
Your self-loving soothes
And softens the blows you've invented
Breathe in deep, and cleanse away our sins
And we'll pray that there's no God
To punish us and make a fuss
Crack's healing up
Future soul forgive this mess
You wait twenty years
And wind up alone, demented
Breathe in deep, and cleanse away our sins
And we'll pray that there's no God
To punish us and make a fuss
song performed by by Muse
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Educations
education...... education..... educations......
The most important things in our life.........
only with education we can through our life easily....
u only manage to catch your dream with educations.........
whatever it is..... it will come true.... if you're educated...............
I've through my life almost 30years without education.....
and i can see.....
people are useless without educations......
and those educated are priceless.....in the eye's of the world
And now....
I realized how priceless educations are............
and i think....
still not too late to step up....
And i want to chasing my dreams............
even i know.......
I'm not younger anymore...........
Because............. if you're have no educations....
You're nothing.......
You're no body.......
And the most important thing.....
no body will look at you even with one sight..................
poem by Lina Manja257
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Saints An Sinners
(coverdale/lord/moody/marsden/murray/paice)
Get ready for judgement day
An the final curtain call,
Dont lie when you testify
cos the good lord know youre all
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
When moses stood on the red sea shore
Laying the law on the line,
He said dont come knocking
On the pearly gates
If all you did was have a real good time
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
For what we are about to receive
May the lord make us truly thankful.
Saints an sinners
I stand guilty of a thousand crimes,
An I suffer temptation still,
Show me a man who wont give it to his woman
An Ill show you somebody who will
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
For what we are about to receive
May the lord make us truly thankful
Saints an sinners,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Get ready for judgement day
An the final curtain call,
Dont lie when you testify
cos the good lord know youre all
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
For what we are about to receive
May the lord make us truly thankful
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
Saints an sinners...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Punishment
I just love the fact
That I will get punished
For being good at something
Like I did something wrong
I love it when
They tell me that
I can't do something
Because I have no education in it
Why don't they just lock me up
And throw away the key
Like I'm some vicioous criminal
If they want to punish me
poem by Jerry Abrahamson
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Sin and Stuff
Lord – if that is how
a stranger, I, should address
that stranger, you –
I – or one resembling I –
have done so many actions
which the world would classify
as crimes, or sins, according as
the one who classified them might believe…
and in the classifications which
men attribute boldly to that presumed you,
there must be crimes or sins which are unnamed
which I have done; good left undone…
indeed, your devotees would see it as a sin
if any single breath, any heartbeat passed
without their holding you in mind…
So if I understood forgiveness, as beyond
the way we scold our children, even punish them,
yet never cease to love…
then I would ask forgiveness of my sins
in that same spirit; yet I would ask, first,
understanding; mine, and yours
(though I would hope them finally the same)
for I believe that really, the you
that I perceive you as –
that really, you’re my best friend…
who understands my crimes and sins
better than I do myself…
and in that understanding, love.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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