The tragic mistake of so many in the environmentalist movement is the belief that the rest of the world can afford to hold itself to our expensive green standards.
quote by Jonathan Berry
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How beautiful is
How beautiful is the Belief, when we belief in the God
How beautiful are the Creatures, when we belief in the Creator
How beautiful is the Motherhood, when we belief in the Sacrifices
How beautiful is the Fatherhood, when we belief in the Battles
How beautiful is the Childhood, when we belief in the Innocence
How beautiful is the Dream, when we belief in the Ambition
How beautiful is the Contentment, when we belief in the Simplicity
How beautiful is the Life, when we belief in the dead
How beautiful is the Love, when we belief in the Care
How beautiful is the Happiness, when we belief in the Sadness
How beautiful is the Relationships, when we belief in the Tender
How beautiful is the Fruit, when we belief in the Farming
How beautiful is the Confidence, when we belief in Our self
How beautiful is the Beauty, when we belief in Our eyes
How beautiful is the World, when we belief in Peace
How beautiful is the Friendship, when we belief in Brotherhood
How beautiful is the Marriage, when we belief in Sharing
How beautiful is the World, when we belief in the Peace
poem by Mohammed AlBalushi
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My Mistake
(p. sawyer/g. jones)
My mistake was to love you, girl
Love you, girl
My mistake was to give you all
Tell the world
First i had you
In the palm of my hand
But i let you slip through
Like rain to sand
At the beginning
When i didn't care
Like my own reflection
You were always there
My mistake was to love you, girl
Love you, girl
My mistake was to give you all
Tell the world
You were sweeter
Then my very own skin
But what did i do for you
Not a thing
In front of my friends
You broke me down
Since then darling
It's hard to track you down
My mistake was to love you, boy
Love you, boy
My mistake was to give my all
Tell the world
Many a smile
You put om ny face
But i paid dearly
With the tears i taste
My tenderness
Made you cold, not sweet
'cause if a girl loves you
You only call her weak
My mistake was to love you, boy
Love you, boy
My mistake was to give my all
Tell the world
My mistake was to love you, girl
Love you, girl
My mistake was to give you all
Tell the world
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Choices!
Handmade Swiss watch may show the same time,
As the mass produced watches holding cheap chips,
But the former may run to last for generations,
The latter may collapse, but we will buy the next one.
Few people may have dollars to pay the Swiss artisans,
Many people have coins to support the cheap productions,
The pleasure of having something is invented and marketed,
When affordability is expanded, the satisfaction is unmatched.
When we can't afford the expensive, we can go for the cheap,
When we can't afford the original, we can go fo the generic,
When we can't afford a healthy life style, we can be sick,
When we can't afford a good leader, we can go for the tactful.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Cant Afford To Do It
Written by james williamson.
Well, I wanna go out without tearing my bed, now
Ise so scared my baby quit n
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
And loose that girl of mine
Well she spend my money - buying me clothes
Shes done cheapest woman I ever did know n
So, I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
And loose that girl of mine
Yeah
Break:
I got a good friend from alabam
He tried to steal my chick I dont know how many time
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it, ah
I cant afford to do it
And loose that girl of mine, ah
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
I cant afford to do it
And loose that girl of mine, um
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Can The Majority Afford It?
Raise the gas prices
up to the sky,
Bury the electric
Car that you let die,
Die in Michigan
while selling it’s life,
to a big oil co. deep
in the night.
Now why have
the people pay?
For sending an eco-
friendly to the grave?
Now watch “Who
Killed the Electric Car”
It will tell you every-
thing thus far.
Maybe there is hope,
but it will cost so much
Doe.
Why it’s expensive
beyond belief,
It’s the new
Nissan Leaf.
33 thousand is not
my cup of tea,
will the majority
afford it or let it
Sink in the Sea?
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 15,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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A Loving Mother
I love you my mum
rest there for rest
your body I giving for earth to keep
rivers and green,
ground around you love it to snug rest
Mum your body which i give to them
to nourish the green give them fruits
you climb the sandy rock around you
of the beauty they hold.
the rivers and the green hold thy blood
the ground is my body which i give to them
I love you mum
you made me teach to love them the green trees around
and I wish to kiss every crevice and crack of this beauty land
I wish to touch the land the body of you
I am in love
as the ground where you take rest to mother earth
and gives fruit and life to this silly man
so will my love, and days to walk alone
rest in peace Mum
poem by Thampi KEE
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Can The Majority Afford It?
Raise the gas prices
up to the sky,
Bury the electric
Car that you let die,
Die in Michigan
while selling it’s life,
to a big oil co. deep
in the night.
Now why have
the people pay?
For sending an eco-
friendly to the grave?
Now watch “Who
Killed the Electric Car”
It will tell you every-
thing thus far.
Maybe there is hope,
but it will cost so much
Doe.
Why it’s expensive
beyond belief,
It’s the new
Nissan Leaf.
33 thousand is not
my cup of tea,
will the majority
afford it or let it
Sink in the Sea?
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 15,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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The Most Expensive Girl In The World
Jimmy was a fly guy with a big mercedes
He thought he could get all type of ladies
He makes a lot of money cause he is a money maker
And if he looks for style he rides jet ski in jamaica
He met this beautiful girl at a bar
And jimmy could swear she looked like a star
He got the the most expensive girl in the world
The most expensive girl
But jimmy didnt listen - yes he didnt
His friends warned him - he thought they must be kiddin
Jimmy felt in love like he never did before
For any kiss he gets she takes him to the store
Every time she buys more than jimmy can carry
So she employed a butler and his name is: larry
He got the the most expensive girl in the world
The most expensive girl
Jimmy is out of money he spent all on his honey
He is searchin for a credit but his friends regret it
He is workin at three jobs but that is not enough
To pay all her needs to pay all her stuff
I saw her later on a luxury ferry
And next to her stood a man named: larry
You got played, boy !
He got the the most expensive girl in the world
The most expensive girl
song performed by by Lou Bega
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The Leaves on Those Trees Spoke About Me!
The leaves on those trees spoke about me,
They leaned their flat, green shapes against each other,
Then came together to talk,
As the breeze pushed them up and down.
I wondered how they even knew,
That I was of modern mankind true,
That I could be their friend or foe,
That once I decided to go.
And follow out that mission of modern man's progress.
But their green body swayed with ease,
They breathed their breathable breeze,
And continued their green soft speak,
They weren't sure their future looked,
Sunny or bleak in this modern world.
And as they observed me standing there,
Down below the trunk,
Staring at my determined stare,
I wanted to fell all trees,
To fell them just to show I could.
So the leaves presiding over their g reenland,
Commenced their dance and speech.
They couldn't decide whether I was an environmentalist,
Or a man with no green conscience with no red heart.
poem by Vera Sidhwa
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Everything Has Become Deflated
Have you lovingly blocked me out of your heart?
In some unconditional love movement,
To prove to others you have massive love to give.
And I became self centered and spoiled with it?
Well...
I do miss it.
The belief I was given your affection exclusively.
But now I see,
You have become elusive.
And no longer are we on a first name basis.
'I'm sorry.
What is your name again?
Pretzella? Petilaise?
Well anyway...
It's good to see you again.'
You 'use' to call me 'Hustled Muscle'.
Remember?
'Oh?
Today...
It seems everything has become deflated.
Or over-rated.
And at these prices it has become too expensive,
To remember who gave which gift to benefit.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Death Levels All
ah, you are a rich man
smart and famous
you have a beautiful house
an expensive car
a nice family
how envious can we be
we have nothing
we are dumb, and anonymous
we can't afford shoes
our father died during the war
mother died from shock
the rest of the siblings
cannot be found
but today i level up with you
you are dead.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Standards
Following the standards of this world, as your work day is unfurled,
May be the normal thing you do, as you see your schedule through,
But, Believers need to be aware, of standards that are set out there,
The standards that deny our Lord, and as moral issues are ignored.
Their standards may get jobs done, but, do nothing for God’s Son,
To help believers live their daily life, above all of their immoral strife.
With our standards set much higher, pleasing The Lord is our desire,
We desire to live and honor Him, while in this world plagued with sin.
Our standard is an Everlasting One, authorized by God’s Only Son,
God’s standard is carved in stone, put in place from God’s Throne.
A standard of unalterable ways, is needed for these changing days.
Standards followed by the wise, as the world chooses compromise.
This standard is the choice of those, who the Lord above has chose,
To shine His light in every nation, to lead all men to God’s Salvation.
God’s standard simply cannot waver, built upon our Blessed Savior,
Before the foundation of this world, it’s the only one we’re to herald.
The Word of God will be our source, as we chart our earthly course,
For The Word alone is foundational, as men seek to live God’s Will.
As the standards set forth by men, by The Lord will be condemned,
But God’s standard is eternal friend, as His will alone will never end.
(Copyright ©06/2007)
The Hidden
As the sun sets
You hold me,
lost in your own world.
outside it nothing matters.
right next to me, side by side
i hold your hand in mine
like a broken bird.
only opening mine to kiss yours
venturing into your soal
every movement allows me closer
you rest your head
on the edge of my sholder
uniting mine with yours
poem by Damien Weber
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The Magic Of The Green And Blues
The magic of the green and blues, a view
Turtle doves in flight in purple night, they flew
Tragic plight a fight, now imagine me its true
Green and blue, blue and green
No matter to you but to me
The blue is woe and envy is green
It has to be, this way it seems, to me
Did I fall, commit a crime or lie, no
But miss misery makes my eyes glow
Through the blues and greens
A future is foreseen, by my eyes but for me
I stand tall above you all and truth I see
The magic of the green and blues, a view
Turtle doves in flight in purple night, they flew
Tragic plight a fight, now imagine me its true
Green is me and blue miss misery
She the only one to have a hold of me,
Unhappy together but with clarity forever
poem by Daniel Richards
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Money
Money money money,
That's all that I hear,
Nothing is free anymore,
Everyone is so cheap,
Or too expensive,
No one can afford anything any more.
Only the rich can,
Will it ever go away?
No because that's what our world is based on...
poem by Veronica Nieves
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I Go For Simplicity My Friend
i go for simplicity my friend
because i am poor
i do not go for sophistication
because i am poor
i do not complicate matters
because i am poor
i do not want you to misunderstand
because i am poor
i do not want you to think some more
because i am poor
i do not want to convince you
because i am poor
i do not want you to be with our side
because we are poor
i want all things in their simplified forms
because we cannot afford
any other form of convolutions
we cannot afford another revolution
it will be expensive
and we have no more years to give
to pay for the sponsors
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Alimony
Alimony alimony I work till my fingers are bloody and boney
Me oh my oh goodness sake I'm paying for my mistake
She calls it alimony alimony yeah you single men may think it's funny
Till one of these days you're gonna wake and find you're payin' for your mistake
Pom pom I walk around ragged like a low-down bum
I can't afford to weigh myself or buy a stick of gum
It's the same old story with a little more blues in it
I'm payin' for it while someone else is usin' it
Alimony alimony I thought I bought steak and it was all baloney
My heart and back are both about to break from payin' for my mistake yeah
[ harmonica ]
Yeah I walk around ragged like a low down bum
I can't afford to weigh myself or buy a stick of gum
Why it's the same old story with a little more blues in it
I'm payin' for it while someone else is usin' it
Alimony alimony thought I bought steak and it was just baloney
And every penny that I make goes to payin' for my mistake
Oh yeah payin' for my mistake every Wednesday
Yeah aw come on baby y'know it's your mistake too yeah
They took all the furniture and everything come on
Why maybe we could sorta pitch in and work it out y'know
I mean I could get a third job if that's what you want I mean
What about sellin' my blood y'know
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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I'm like an expensive menu... you can look but you can't afford!
quote by Anna Kournikova
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The commune movement is part of a reawakening of belief in the possibilities for utopia that existed in the nineteenth century and exist again today, a belief that by creating the right social institution, human satisfaction and growth can be achieved.
quote by Rosabeth Moss Kanter
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Branded
Tragic is the self misplaced.
Tragic is a lost identity...
And no familiarity on anyone's face.
Tragic in denial
Sits the misfits feeling on trial
For lives lived reeking and stinking of bile.
Tragic for them,
Love is not recognized at all...
Nor suitable to start,
From a place within them that begins.
And this becomes tragic for those
Unlike them but comprehending,
These tragedies
May not always be self inflicted...
As they are branded!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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