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The name of ""reform"" simply covers what is latently a process of the theft of the national heritage.
quote by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
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Theft is not unnatural
In a theft, who is responsible:
The thief or the hoarder?
In a theft, which is the cause:
The thief’s desire or the hoarder’s greed?
Theft is immoral but not unnatural.
08.06.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Paying The Wrong Guys
To the artist you claim to support.
Why do you continue to rip off.
An abandon moral objective.
Just because advertisement says free.
Just buy a song or cd.
A single song, a single cd.
It is not an evil industry.
Most of artist produce their own labels.
And regardless they still receive their royalties.
Yet we still prefer the illegal activities.
The kingdom of piracy.
Just buy a song or cd.
With Google we spy everything.
Including these companies who offer premium downloads for a fee.
Outrageous as it might seem.
It's not even legal.
Write a complaint and its ignored.
The greed is even in our technology.
Theft is theft no matter the method.
Just buy a song or cd.
Theft is theft no matter the method.
Just buy a song or cd.
The money that should be going to the musicians.
And it will be just wasted in all eventualities in legal fees.
99.9% of these artist are of the middle class.
Intellectual property.
The laws haven't quite caught up.
And they probably never will.
Just do what's right.
And buy a song or cd.
Theft is theft no matter the method.
Just buy a song or cd.
Is it the generation?
Please prove me wrong.
Theft is theft no matter the method.
Just buy a song or cd.
Is it the generation?
Please prove me wrong.
Do we not understand what we are promoting?
We do have a choice.
Even in hard times.
Remember that little jingle stuck in your head.
It keeps from falling so deep into a depression.
So let me ask you why is it you won't buy a song or cd?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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I certainly don't know if you could claim that every theft is wrong, but I'll prove to you that every theft is forbidden, by simply locking you up.
quote by Karel Capek
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A scandal is made by two
In every theft the plunderer is taken to task.
In sexual theft, the plundered is taken to task.
In a scandal, it is the woman who is done with
Albeit it cannot be with out the man’s foray.
30.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mask That Covers My Pain
I wear a mask,
A mask that covers my pain,
I wear a smile,
A smile to cover my frown,
Secretly I am sad,
No ones here to hold me,
No ones here to love me,
I have no one,
My mask covers the pain in my eyes,
My mask covers the pain in my face,
My mask covers the pain in my heart,
My mask covers the pain in me,
I am but alone,
I am but in pain,
I am the only one,
I put a mask on,
To cover my pain,
poem by Samantha Guinen
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Womens Hidden Beauty
Each night you remove your makeup
You wash your face.
You rest your head in the same old place.
You prop up your pillow as I kiss you good night
But your inner beauty is always in my sight.
The outside beauty is only a mask
It is something that does not last.
But that inner beauty will last throughout eternity
That is something that I do see.
Even when you’re snoring in a deep restful sleep
And I lift up the covers to take a peek
The urge in me builds up a burning fire
Filling me with a sexual desire.
I want to tear the covers off of you
And hold your body close to mine
But I know it’s not the right time.
So like a good soul mate
I will lay here and wait
Till you wake up with the morning sun
That is when I’ll have my fun.
poem by Louis Rams
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Sonnet- On Insurance
The modern trend's to insure everything,
Like house and house-hold articles from theft;
As unnatural events, the world can bring,
And penniless, a man can then be left.
Even our life must be insured these days,
As accidents and diseases afflict;
Our profession too must be safe always!
As losses great, life can on us inflict.
Does man insure his soul from devil's theft?
What Policy will guard his soul's good health?
What is the use of soul with grace bereft?
The purity of soul is our best wealth.
Faith is the Policy all men must take;
And preserve soul from sins for Heaven's sake.
poem by John Celes
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If you've looked at all the glamour magazines lately, all the covers are actresses. If they are on those covers, they are going to try to emulate models. That's just the way it is.
quote by Portia de Rossi
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Theft of people
I am not a thief;
I don’t steal anything.
I am still a thief;
I steal people for me.
I coax others clients
To switch over to me..
I steal women’s heart
Unknown to their partners.
Paramours and elopers
Are more than a thief.
Theft of kinds is
Less a threat to us
Than the theft of peoplf.
07.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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In those days I was new to covers; merely felt pleased that a story of mine had been honored. I later met Rogers who did some of my early covers and I was impressed with him.
quote by A.E. van Vogt
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A libertarian presidential candidate isn't going to win anyway, so he can afford to say that all taxation is theft, and it isn't the job of a libertarian presidential candidate to cook up new ways to commit theft.
quote by L. Neil Smith
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Entangled in Her Hair
Her hair
covers my face
she
kisses my mouth
kisses my kisses.
She chuckles.
I stroke her hair.
She sways &
...moves.
Her hair
covers my chest.
She
titillates a nipple
...it tickles.
I run my fingers
through her hair.
She sashays &
...moves.
Her hair
covers my navel
& there...&
there...abouts!
I…almost beside myself
neither...here...nor... there...
Lost in the anywhere
of an everywhere.
I clutch
her hair.
She shimmies &
...moves.
Her hair
covers my crotch.
She
licks it
into shape.
She
goes to say
something
it’s on
the tip of
her tongue.
But, she says nothing
only: “Mmmmm...! ”
& smiles
...smiles.
I close
my eyes.
My hands
entangled in
her hair.
*******
TREAD SOFTLY
We rest on the bed
your head rests against my head
sharing the same dream.
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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The Absent Element
covers of earth
consumed by dirt
consumed by greed
right since birth
thoughtless whispers
unknown smiles
this body shivers
as I walk these miles
covers of space
overshadowed by faith
constricting inside
this prolonged wait
demented schemes
a preoccupied mind
conspiring themes
a satire rewind
covers of air
ceaselessly dark everywhere
a haunting flare
nothing to share
drifting away
my visions unclear
hold me tight
or I'll lose it I swear
covers of water
dried up again
endless river
oceans of pain
flowing steadily
with nothing to gain
falling freely
this acidic rain
covers of fire
burns the memory
awakens the liar
a conspiracy theory
strangled and stuck
adds one more why
dwelling on that luck
waiting to die
portraits I carry
are from a time like this
my five elements of life
enlightening every bliss
The dividers
There is no clear cut demarcation
Between right and left or right and wrong
Good and bad or pilferage and theft.
We are in dark to find the dividers
05.06.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When The Summer Sun Covers Us
When the summer sun covers us,
in the unstained cobalt blue,
with its rays shining in glory,
when the summer sun covers us,
let autumn then draw its first lines
when it feels as if summer is without end,
when the summer sun covers us
in the unstained cobalt blue.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Thieves
Lovers in the act despense
With such meum-tuum sense
As might warningly reveal
What they must not pick or steal,
And their nostrum is to say:
'I and you are both away.'
After, when they disentwine
You from me and yours from mine,
Neither can be certain who
Was that I whose mine was you.
To the act again they go
More completely not to know.
Theft is theft and raid is raid
Though reciprocally made.
Lovers, the conclusion is
Doubled sighs and jealousies
In a single heart that grieves
For lost honour among thieves.
poem by Robert Graves
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I wanted to write songs that were as good as the covers.
quote by George Thorogood
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One Gear
It is easy for some to move in one gear.
To play it safe and cosmetic.
For purposes not to stir up dust.
Or attract attention...
To early forms of deception.
While enhancing a well maneuvered advancement.
To smolder and smooze,
With an unknown hoodwinking set to entrance.
The slicker and sly the plot...
The better.
Creative theft is not original.
Theft is theft!
But those who move in this low gear,
Can not produce and deceive at the same time.
The quality and lustre of their lies,
Leaves nothing creative about their input!
They are in one gear.
And it takes a while to notice it.
However...
Those who have?
Have been quickly dismissed.
And slandered to keep them from profit.
They were of genuine deeds,
That could not be plagiarized by those shallow!
So those who remain shallow...
Remain shallow.
And it shows that is all they know.
Moving slow in one gear.
To prove...?
To prove something insignificant,
To someone who was foolish enough to pay the price....
To observe the redundancy,
In its stagnant commitment achieved.
Giving people what they accept.
Not what they want or can get...
In this,
One gear delivered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Sudden Arrival of Reality
Almost with the label of tragedy of ambition,
With an allegation of dreaming too big,
When I am simply standing my ground,
My key in my hand,
In the ring finger,
With the remote control of my car,
The dearest thing I have held till now,
And the building security arrives,
Suddenly,
Surprisingly,
To assist in backing out of the parking lot,
Sending no sirens buzzing in my head,
None what so ever,
About car robbery,
Car theft,
The theft of my rights.
Talking settlement after the robbery,
Is a very different matter,
The constant asking for compromise,
With a constant allegation of wanting more,
Asking for more,
And doing less.
poem by Pankhuri Sinha
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