The 12th Of September
It's come to our attention
Life now is bound to change
While we the peaceful majority
We sit back and anticipate
These are our days now
These are not the same now
These are not the same
These human beings are dangerous
Their greed is contageous
Now the world it waits
These people they attacked our freedom
Their weapons technology and hate
Lives were stolen without warning
Brothers and sisters now erased
These are our days now
These are not the same now
These are not the same
These human beings are dangerous
Their greed is contagious
Now the world it waits
song performed by by Xavier Rudd

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The 12th Of September
It's come to our attention
Life now is bound to change
While we the peaceful majority
We sit back and anticipate
These are our days now
These are not the same now
These are not the same
These human beings are dangerous
Their greed is contageous
Now the world it waits
These people they attacked our freedom
Their weapons technology and hate
Lives were stolen without warning
Brothers and sisters now erased
These are our days now
These are not the same now
These are not the same
These human beings are dangerous
Their greed is contagious
Now the world it waits
song performed by by Xavier Rudd

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Greed Is The Biggest Threat To Our Civilization
Greed is the biggest threat to our civilization
It destroys families and it can bring down the nations
Greed is one of the most dangerous desires in human nature
It’ so bad that it can turn human to heartless creature
Greed is the source of financial and social trouble
If is not contain, it can turn earth to the ruble
Greedy person doesn’t believe in values and doesn’t feel guilty
Money to him is like salt water, as he drinks more he gets more thirsty
If human can control his greed
Then world become heaven, that’s what we really need
poem by Sam Arjomandi

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We think the whole world's going to change, and forget that human beings are still human beings; we have the same five senses, we still interact the same way, we still love and hate the same way, but marketers lose track of that. But then it comes down to earth.
quote by Michael K. Powell

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As Bob Dylan Said
The times are a changing as Bob dylan said
And expect more changes in the days ahead
Though at the tip of the iceberg as change goes one might say
Major changes in our environment from us not far away
What with climate change and global warming the old prophecy
That 'The Meek Shall Inherit The Earth' may very well be
For in a world where human success cannot come about by material greed
The humble and compassionate are destined to succeed
With Nature's resources for human greed over utilized
At a great shift in power one should not feel surprised
In a World where for human success greed will not be good enough
Only the unmaterialistic will succeed when the going gets tough
Bob Dylan's song the times are a changing is quite relevant to today
And great change from us is not that far away.
poem by Francis Duggan

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Human Beings
Human being beings are strange in being human,
Strange in love and art and vice,
Strange in being nice
Human beings are strangers in the night
Lights shining on a starry night
No sooner blinked out they are gone
A stranger in the human race
Keeping up keeping face,
Moving on
In crowds and queues and buses
Walking alone at ten
Human beings in being human
Make the strangest men
Not easy to be read,
Or clothed or fed
Or put to bed
Each thought entwined
Lives over signed overlapped
Smaller beings kept but not as 'pets'
Sometimes feel 'trapped'
For human beings are best when left at sea
Frantic firey disordered unchained set free
Their limpet souls make rocks their strange security
For love for life for space,
Human beings are strangest in 'The Human Race'
poem by Yvette Smith

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Tis Ungenerous And Oppressive People
'Tis ungenerous and oppressive people create refugees
The people who risk their lives in leaky boats on the dangerous seas
In search of a better and safer life in a Land far away
From where they first looked on the bright lamp of day
'Tis the greed of the greedy create poverty
And cause homelessness and hunger and inequality
'Tis survival of the fittest as some are known to say
In a fair Human World it should not have to be this way
So many disadvantaged in the social divide
And the gap between the haves and the have nots is growing ever wide
And many grow poorer for every new millionaire
The minority own the most of the World's wealth and most are unwilling to share
Even a small percentage of their millions with those in most need
'Twould seem survival of the fittest has it's roots in greed.
poem by Francis Duggan

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The Murder Of Humanity
Once there lived two friends,
human and humanity.
human was loving and caring,
while humanity spread peace and brotherhood.
under their friendship tree,
everyone was happy and merry.
in the same world lived Hate and Greed, full of sinister.
very different from all the other.
who were always jealous of human and humanity,
and they tried hard to part the friends
and throw them away in different ends.
the did succeed,
in the heart of human they planted hate-seed.
soon the seed started to rear,
and human was left with no love and care.
it turned furious towards humanity.
all their friendship woes turned into enmity.
hate and greed infected human one after the other.
and made human to commit the murder.
end of peace was marked with the murder of humanity,
in some lost corner is the grave of humanity,
now the world knows only hate, greed and enmity.
A Freedom By Poetry!
Poetic freedom is the real freedom for human race;
The freedom they enjoy nobody enjoys in the world!
Free birds are the poets leading the world to freedom;
Nothing can stop the poetic spirit of human beings here!
Human life is incomplete without poetry in the world;
Poetry expresses the dreams, visions and imagination
Not only of the poets but also of the whole of mankind!
Poetry is also the criticism of human life in the world.
Poetry talks about the past, present and future for all;
Tells about love, life, Nature and beauty, a full knowledge!
Otherwise not anyone can gain that by any way in the world
And the place of poetry nothing can capture or replace ever!
Humankind is inspired by poetry for freedom to achieve freedom
And education for freedom can be imparted only by poetry ever!
poem by Ramesh T A

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For Human Greed
We may as well try to find another Planet to live on
Since people they cannot live on the Moon
And Mother Earth the Planet that sustains us
We in our fits of madness choose to ruin.
And perhaps there's not another Planet out there
For human beings to live on and destroy
'Twould seem indeed that the price of human progress
Comes at a cost and the cost seems far too high.
Each day more creatures of extinction endangered
When the land they live on we choose to invade
And extinction sad to say it is forever
For human greed the price has to be paid.
We are paving the way to our own extinction
Where humans live pollution becomes rife
The World will not end with the death of the last human
And Nature will do nicely without human life.
We had better find another Planet to live on
Or become extinct as a species that's our choice
As we are making the Planet we live on for us quite unlivable
For human greed that seems too high a price.
poem by Francis Duggan

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Shed Your Greed
See the history
Read the scriptures
Greed persists
Since birth
In all human beings
Take any color
Cast or creed
Those who win over it
Are winners
Those falling prey to it
Are termed losers
In lives battle field
Be a winner
Shed your greed
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela

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Happy Holidays To You As Well
Those brave faced days,
Have been packed to put away.
What is felt as seen...
Is no longer emotionally,
Denied as 'is'.
That major part played,
Cast as we are as human beings.
It is difficult enough,
Feeling those aches and pains...
With no one wishing to knock,
To borrow just a cup!
And to leave without understanding,
How the bills get paid.
Or who lives on a fixed income...
When one thinks nothing,
Of even coming to take that away.
Hey...
Aren't these days about sharing?
Those brave faced days,
Have been packed to put away.
What is felt as seen...
Is no longer emotionally,
Denied as 'is'.
That major part played,
Cast as we are as human beings.
Cast as we are as human beings.
I said,
Cast as we are as...
Oh,
Nevermind.
You're welcome.
Anytime.
What's mine is yours.
My regards to your family.
No!
Consider it a favor.
Keep the cup.
Happy Holidays to you as well.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Epitaph on an army of mercenaries (in answer to A.E. Housman)
In the days that war was in heaven
when its halls was filled with dread,
Satan called holy beings to be heathen,
to wage war and in rebellion to spread.
There the uprising and terror was ended
while they led the human beings on earth astray,
what God created, these wanted suspended
to lead human beings to destruction and away.
[Reference: Epitaph on an army of mercenaries by A.E. Housman.]
poem by Gert Strydom

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Some May Feel I am Negative
In my lifetime of wars, famines and prejudice the World may not be free
Nor not in a thousand years from now or so 'twould seem to me
For acts of terror leads to more terror and mistrust leads to hate
And in this age of advanced technology not much to celebrate.
Some may feel I am negative just going by what I say
That I'm one of those who look at life in quite a jaundiced way
But in a World where some have too much and many of hunger die
To sing about a perfect World would be a perfect lie.
The World would be a better World without human selfishness and greed
And the marvellous gift of selflessness to a better World would lead
But us humans have our failings and in some ways we are small
And it's all part of our Nature, we are human after all.
In my own lifetime and centuries from now I cannot seem to see
A World that's free of war and bloodshed and human misery
And men will still wage war for God and Land and in war so called winners don't win
And for the God we do not know we neglect our God within.
poem by Francis Duggan

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Why World Future Looks Grim
Why world future looks so grim
Why having good life could be just a dream
There are sign that end of world is near
We like it or not the doomsday soon or later will be here
As world increases in population
It consumes all the earth natural resources and creates such a disaster pollution
As People living longer and longer
Financial burden will make it impossible to provide them healthcare any longer
So there will be hard decision to make who will die or stay alive
Of course if you have enough money you could survive
Population increase will way surpass our agriculture land
At the time more population will increase food demand
Technology such as computer eventually will create massive layoff
Since computer more and more takes a jobs away from human and let them go off
Human greed and so much desire for materials will bring this world to end
Controlling human greed, world population, clean air, caring for eachother that’s the solution my friend
poem by Sam Arjomandi

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Conversations: Angels And Demons (Part Three)
i sat down to talk to a
young gay man the day after
Amendment One passed...
'so, what do you do now? '
'i dont know... dont know whether
i'm more saddened or angry. and
i dont want to be either.'
'why do you think it passed? '
'i dont know if the majority
of people here are afraid of
people like me, or they just
hate me. for what i believe,
for my lifestyle, for whomever
i choose to love...
and the thing is... there's nothing
to be afraid of... i'm a human being
just like them.
and i dont hate them... what they believe
or how they live... i dont hate them
for loving. and i dont hate their God...
i believe in God just as much as they do! '
'it's funny you mention the God thing...
i felt like it was the underlying problem.
their definition of what God is, and what
God allows... and their sense of 'moral
judgement'...they're building walls when
they need to be building bridges! '
'if we're all created in God's image, and
yet we are diverse... then what's the problem? '
'all human beings have the right to love,
and to be loved... i think what we're most
afraid of is something in ourselves we dont
understand... i dont think we know who we are,
or who God is...'
'we're all just human beings, and we need to
live in a way that is respectful... that's
the only real answer...'
'agreed... wish you luck! '
enough said!
poem by Eric Cockrell

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Freedom is not worth having if it does not connote freedom to err. It passes my comprehension how human beings, be they ever so experienced and able, can delight in depriving other human beings of that precious right.
quote by Mahatma Gandhi (1931)

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Vicious Greed
this concrete jungle, a playground of sorts
this starved mind jumping with engaging thoughts
so many rules that you don't have to follow
so many people lost in the chaos, that blindly follow
double standards and freedoms stolen
an institutionalized living, growing swollen
generated illness and dangerous corporations
manipulated people and divided nations
greed fueled anger and vanity fulled hate
children starving with poisoned plates
so sort this world so badly sorrowed
before living endangered on time we've borrowed
don't worry about tomorrow the day is not here
the need of fragile host should simply be clear
but for us to achieve a perfect enlightenment
everyone must work for an equal entitlement
to save the planet would be to fix our race
just take a look at a crowded public place
the human people should be one of kindness
not driven by stupidity, everyone mindless
greed is uncontrollable while man is incoherently childish and vicious
poem by Lance Mead

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We are the world. The world is you and me, the world is not separate from you and me. We have created this world - the world of violence, the world of wars, the world of religious divisions, sex, anxieties, the utter lack of communication with each other, with no sense of compassion, consideration for another. Wherever one goes in any country throughout the world, human beings, that is, you and another, suffer; we are anxious, we are uncertain, we don't know what is going to happen. Everything has become uncertain. Right through the world as human beings we are in sorrow, fear, anxiety, violence, uncertain of everything, insecure. There is a common relationship between us all. We are the world essentially, basically, fundamentally. The world is you, and you are the world. Realizing that fundamentally, deeply, not romantically, not intellectually but actually, then we see that our problem is a global problem. It is not my problem or your particular problem, it is a human problem.
quote by Krishnamurti

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Embryonic Homicide
Life is same, no matter young or old;
Life is precious, more than silver, gold;
Life isn’t commodity that is sold;
Life’s from God, not from this nasty world!
Alike is life in children and adults;
Alike is life ‘in utero’, ‘ex womb’;
Alike is life of born and that unborn;
All human lives are equal before God.
All human beings are in God’s semblance;
Each body gets a soul that everlasts;
The love of God is shown to all creatures;
The Life-Giver alone can take back life!
The Embryo has life that’s God-destined;
The Embryo was formed by love of God;
The Embryo must grow by divine Word;
The Embryo has soul like anyone!
Why kill the embryo for its small parts?
Why destroy one life to save another?
Why treat the embryo with great disdain?
Why murder lives in womb for sake of born?
The embryo is healthy, not diseased;
The embryo is living, not deceased;
The embryo is child, awaiting birth;
The embryo is human too and worth!
No beast kills babies that are still unborn;
The world demands kindness to animals;
Why not protect the human lives unborn?
Preserve the dignity of life in womb!
Could God watch human lives desecrated?
Would God spare merciless human beings?
The embryonic life is life as well;
All ruthless murderers shall land in hell!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-9-2009
poem by John Celes

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Saturated In a Marination
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
Ignorance for what it is,
Is a most difficult thing...
For one to overcome!
Not everyone can resist this pull.
Not all are prone,
To sit alone in isolation.
To satisfy a thinking sensation!
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
And that's what it takes,
To break from the commonness of it!
Ignorance can be comforting.
Especially when so many,
Have been bred and born to feed on it.
Saturated in a marination...
Seeped with ingredients,
That produce clowns to fool around.
Displaying condoned qualities of misfits.
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
Is it an illness...
Ever to be cured?
And chased away from its endurance?
Ever to be blocked and knock out...
Never to regain a need for it to remain unchanged?
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
Ignorance can not be that deep of an affliction!
Why is it so craved?
Why is it chosen...
To wallow in and stay?
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
Wanting to comprehend and understand...
May today be the most dangerous weapon.
For inquisitive children.
Or thoughtful women.
Or the deeds of a concerned,
And caring man!
Even when this is done,
It is best not to be seen.
By anyone!
On any surfaced scene.
Where they will be demeaned.
Avoiding suspicion,
Should be the condition...
Of one who chooses to connect with thought.
Selecting that as an escape.
An undercover mission!
'It's a devastating thing...
For one who chooses to think,
And surrounded by mindless human beings! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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