By committing foolish acts, one learns wisdom.
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No You Don't. AND, You Wont
'I am getting increasingly uncomfortable,
With all of this racist talk.'
That may be an honest admission,
You have openly stated to give...
For all to hear!
However...
This has not prevented you,
From committing acts of racism.
'Well...
You see...
That's where you and I disagree.
There is a difference in committing,
Acts of racism.
Than there is in the admitting of them done.'
I see!
'No you don't.
AND, you wont!
NOT from me!
I shall remain forever discreet.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Needle Time
I wish that I didn't hate you
Least not as much as I do
And squander all my contempt for
A little nothing like you
Liars like you are ten-a-penny
Women would slap you, if you knew any
Sometimes I feel just like committing a crime
I've got this suitcase of phony wisdom to dispense
These twenty-seven or so years
You'd think I (would have) made them some cents
Now they want me fingerprinted
Like I was smuggling drugs
While the government does deals with the most convenient thugs
Sometimes I feel just like committing a crime
It's Needle Time
I'm trying not to despise you with a passion that is hard to extinguish
Or maybe I really love you
Although it's hard to distinguish
I wish I could be
A little more like a saint is
Forgiving those who trespass against us
Sometimes I feel just like committing a crime
I started talking nonsense, just like I did to begin with
Around the time I tired of those sour English
Sometimes I feel just like committing a crime
It's Needle Time
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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All My Enemies
The sea speaks and the mountains learns,
But to swing around like the harlots are your ways;
However, wisdom is a free gift and, it is always around you.
What is my iniquity before you?
What is my sin before you?
For, you have now broken the bond of this marriage! !
And, you are now playing the harlot.
May this water below be a curse to you! !
And let me rest my mind from all the odds around me;
Because, all my enemies will be called to account for their acts one day.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Wise And The Foolish
Oh woe is me if all around me thinks me foolish!
Oh woe is me for all around me have tought themselves wise!
Wise is he that knows that he is foolish and seeks to be wise!
And foolish is he that knows not that he is a fool and thus seeks not wisdom!
Oh man, answer thee this! Is it better to be foolishly wise or to be wisely foolish?
Seek thou the truth and it shall set you free from thy woes!
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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If human beings are to survive in a nuclear age, committing acts of violence may eventually have to become as embarrassing as urinating or defecating in public are today.
quote by Myriam Miedzian
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Civilizations Matter
Stigma, shame and qualm are the warnings
Built by a civilization in human minds,
That all form man’s conscience that controls
Man from committing all immoral acts.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Commit To Suicide
I'm in my room,
In darkness and cold,
I am thinking of committing suicide.
I'm always alone,
And never having any fun,
I'm thinking of committing suicide.
I run away from home,
I'm no where to be found,
I'm thinking of committing suicide.
I have a knife in my hand,
And this note in the other,
I'm thinking of committing suicide.
Now that I am alone,
With this knife to my chest,
I'm about to commit suicide.
I say my last word,
' This was my fat and goodbye, '
I'm about to commit suicide.
I take my last breath,
And now I am dead,
I have just commit to suicide.
poem by Sam S.Slait
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I answered that one learns to live, not by hearing of other lives, but by living for words are infinitely less important than acts.
quote by A.S. Neill
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A wise man learns by the experiences of others; an ordinary man learns by his own experience; a fool learns by nobody's experiences.
Once I was foolish
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could nurture
A garden of flowers
In a desert
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could clad
A desiccated tree
In its lost foliage
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could restore
A bird missing
Back to its nest
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could swim
The length and breath
Of the oceans
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could ease
An aching heart
And wipe the tears
Once I was foolish—
I thought my dreams
Will bloom into colorful petals
That I might sprinkle in you way
I want to be foolish
Again and again…
22 Oct 2010
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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The Foolish Thing To Do
I was thinking just the other day
How it started in such a strange way
It ended in a strange way too
And this is why I am singing this song for you
Its a foolish thing to do
Such a foolish thing to do
Give your heart to someone new
Its a foolish thing to do
(yeah)
Weve all made the same mistakes
One foolish glance one smile we made
A hundred thousand feel this way
While other people are just waiting for the day
Its a foolish thing to do
Such a foolish foolish thing to do
Go when you want it
When you need it
Dont just believe it
For the first an last time
Stop !
Youd better look around
One day youll walk into the room
Your eyes will meet
Youll fall in love too soon
The next time you might hesitate
The chance is all those rooms have eyes
So dont forget
Its a foolish thing to do
Such a such a foolish thing to do
To go and give your heart and soul to someone new
Its a foolish foolish thing to do
So when you feel it
When you can touch it
And you believe it
For the first an last time
Stop !
Youd better look around
Its a foolish thing to do
Such a foolish thing to do
song performed by by Heaven 17
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Foolish
I was foolish to think you cared.
How could I have dared?
Everynight at the stars I sit and stare.
Why the should I even care?
All the love I shared.
It should have been spared.
Now all I want to do is hide.
I must have been so blind.
While I poured out my soul you sat there aloof.
Thinking of some other goof.
How foolish I was to think you could love,
a batty man of insanity like me.
I was foolish to think you would see the good,
or even care to find it.
So foolish to think I was worth your attentions.
Now here I sit still foolish thinking,
that after all these years you'll cherish,
Someone like me who is quite squarish.
Maybe one day I'll stop being so damn foolish.
poem by Michael McParland
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Human Calibre
The calibre of a human exceeds all acts,
They subjugate me after the knowledge,
Their ambulances surpass us in wisdom,
We create the learning to excesses.
Let the mountain of pride be our subject,
Open the food-doors and the drinking hours
Maybe the wisdom of indoor activity
Shall express an inner desire?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Because in the school of the Spirit man learns wisdom through humility, knowledge by forgetting, how to speak by silence, how to live by dying.
quote by Johannes Tauler
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Foolish Heart
Carve your name
Carve your name in ice and wind
Search for where
Search for where the rivers end
Or where the rivers start
Do everything thats in you
That you feel to be your part
But never give your love, my friend,
Unto a foolish heart
Leap from ledges
Leap from ledges high and wild
Learn to speak
Speak with wisdom like a child
Directly from the heart
Crown yourself the king of clowns
Or stand way back apart
But never give your love, my friend,
Unto a foolish heart
Shun a friend
Shun a brother and a friend
Never look
Never look around the bend
Or check a weatherchart
Sign the mona lisa
With a spray can, call it art
But never give your love, my friend,
Unto a foolish heart
A foolish heart will call on you
To toss your dreams away
Then turn around and blame you
For the way you went astray
A foolish heart will cost you sleep
And often make you curse
A selfish heart is trouble
But a foolish heart is worse
Bite the hand
Bite the hand that bakes your bread
Dare to leap
Where the angels fear to tread
Till you are torn apart
Stoke the fires of paradise
With coals from hell to start
But never give your love, my friend
Unto a foolish heart
Unto a foolish heart....
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Being a Jew, one learns to believe in the reality of cruelty and one learns to recognize indifference to human suffering as a fact.
quote by Andrea Dworkin
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An act of poetry
Ruin is what we need –
Despair is what we feed
Upon in poetry
A shock resets the nerves –
Helps remould the curves
Of written art
Catharsis helps portray –
Acting out a play
On expurgation
Tears or hidden fears
Release the bottled years
To ink a page:
The pen be our salvation.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Gaining knowledge
Learning to go
within
produces wisdom
the deeper one
searches
the more he
learns
Every bridge
crossed
gives more
knowledge
the better
equipted
one is to
handle
the storms of
life.
poem by Heather Burns
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Payees’ world
A teacher learns while he teaches.
A physician learns while treating.
They benefit more than their clients.
The world is run by the losers.
22.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Written Christmas Day 1797
I am a widow'd thing, now thou art gone!
Now thou art gone, my own familiar friend,
Companion, sister, help-mate, counsellor!
Alas! that honour'd mind, whose sweet reproof
And meekest wisdom in times past have smooth'd
The unfilial harshness of my foolish speech,
And made me loving to my parents old,
(Why is this so, ah God! why is this so?)
That honour'd mind become a fearful blank,
Her senses lock'd up, and herself kept out
From human sight or converse, while so many
Of the foolish sort are left to roam at large,
Doing all acts of folly, and sin, and shame?
Thy paths are mystery!
Yet I will not think,
Sweet friend, but we shall one day meet, and live
In quietness, and die so, fearing God.
Or if not, and these false suggestions be
A fit of the weak nature, loth to part
With what it lov'd so long, and held so dear;
If thou art to be taken, and I left
(More sinning, yet unpunish'd, save in thee),
It is the will of God, and we are clay
In the potter's hands; and, at the worst, are made
From absolute nothing, vessels of disgrace,
Till, his most righteous purpose wrought in us,
Our purified spirits find their perfect rest.
poem by Charles Lamb
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