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A Sane Revolution
If you make a revolution, make it for fun,
don't make it in ghastly seriousness,
don't do it in deadly earnest,
do it for fun.
Don't do it because you hate people,
do it just to spit in their eye.
Don't do it for the money,
do it and be damned to the money.
Don't do it for equality,
do it because we've got too much equality
and it would be fun to upset the apple-cart
and see which way the apples would go a-rolling.
Don't do it for the working classes.
Do it so that we can all of us be little aristocracies on our own
and kick our heels like jolly escaped asses.
Don't do it, anyhow, for international Labour.
Labour is the one thing a man has had too much of.
Let's abolish labour, let's have done with labouring!
Work can be fun, and men can enjoy it; then it's not labour.
Let's have it so! Let's make a revolution for fun!
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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Cheerfulness is a very great help in fostering the virtue of charity. Cheerfulness itself is a virtue.
quote by Lawrence G. Lovasik
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Cheerfulness
Cheerfulness is a virus that contaminates
Surrounding all in wondrous pleasant air
A sweet perfume like roses permeates
A sunny view of life that always brings in flair.
Cheerfulness is life's distinct pizzazz
A dancing mood, a musical joy of feeling
Of all human emotions, it is real jazz!
So fun to feel and so very uplifting.
And the wonderful thing for us to realize
Cheerfulness in one we don't need to spend on
It's always free and comes in many a size
Each day, in as many colors you can try on!
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
March 5,2010
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Goodwill Store
Im on the edge of my seat
In the soup of my soul
In the center of time
Im in a sentimental role
Youre a stranger of mine
And Im a stranger of yours
But I seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
And I seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Honey, open up
You dont need to shut down
Cause were gonna blow the hell
Outta this town
I got these really cool boots
That zip up the side
With a little bit of fur
On the naga hide
And you found a metal
From the vietnam war
And I seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
And I seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Honey, open up
You dont need to shut down
Cause were gonna blow the hell
Outta this town
And theres a lutheran lady
With blueish hair
Well show you to the drawer
Of underwear
And Im wondering if
This camera really works
And then I meet your eyes
Near the fifty-cent shirts
And I seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Honey, open up
You dont need to shut down
Cause were gonna blow the hell
Outta this town
And you find boxers
With little blue sheep
And I find a tutu
I can finally keep
If weve been here once
You know weve been here before
And I seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Well wear what you want to
And wear it with pride
Cause its a big, bad, cold, hard
World outside
And when youre burned out
Heart sick and sore
We can sit down on the sofa
At the goodwill store
And I seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Seen you in the window
At the goodwill store
Honey, open up
You dont need to shut down
Cause were gonna blow the hell
Outta this town
Im on the edge of my seat
In the soup of my soul
In the center of time
Im in a sentimental role
song performed by by Jewel
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Good will come,
Good will come,
Good will come,
Evil will go away,
Everyday there is the Remedy in Goodwill,
Everything on Earth will be that Reward,
There is the good that is from God,
There is justice that is from the good Spirit,
Every good things are from God,
All Goodwill will come by Spirit of Good Fruits,
Every Remedy will be that Great Spirit,
It is that Remedy that Good will come,
Evil will Run away,
God will conquer all that man did upon the Earthly Dwelling,
I can perceive their Understanding,
That the Sun will shine on that which live's Forever,
Everything on this Planet is Goodwill over Evil.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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New Labour was the most short-sighted, self-serving, incompetent, useless, and ineffective government that Britain has ever known. Make no mistake, Labour's economic policies were a national security liability.
Health and cheerfulness make beauty; finery and cosmetics cost money and lie.
Labour Of Love
(j.p. maunick)
Im a man, I know that youve been hurt by one and more
Understand, you have never known a love like this
A love like this before
A love like this before
Promises, I know that they come knockin at your door
But its me who stays, true to every word and more than this
I can give you more
I can give you more
Chorus:
Youre living on the run, tell me baby, when will it all stop
Im waiting for the chance I wanna give you, everything I got
Slow down take it easy, all youve got to do is reach out for me
We can work and make it
A labour of love
Im a man, I know that youve been hurt by one and more
Understand, you have never known a love like this
A love like this before
A love like this before
Chorus
(reach our for me)
A labour of love
(reach our for me)
A labour of love
(reach our for me)
A labour of love
(reach our for me)
Chorus
Stop think it over, where Im coming from
Im not here to fool anybody, please dont get me wrong
Slow down take it easy, all youve got to do is reach out for me
We can work and make it
A labour of love
Chorus
song performed by by Incognito
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Giving In This Season
Giving in this season,
Is a reason to forgive.
Letting go to then receive...
A peacefulness that can mend.
And if it wasn't for these days,
Would we find a way to say...
Be merry and spread cheerfulness,
With joy that's felt today.
Living in the moment,
To let harmony arrive.
Knowing that a smile that's shown,
Is clear in someone's eyes.
And it's given with a wish that's known,
A gift is there to share.
There is hope for one and all that comes...
When someone shows they care.
Giving in this season,
Is a reason to forgive.
Letting go to then receive...
A peacefulness that can mend.
And if it wasn't for these days,
Would we find a way to say...
Be merry and spread cheerfulness,
With joy that's felt today.
Be merry spreading cheerfulness,
And joy will bless our days.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This One I Picked For Christmas
How many Angels can sit atop a tree.
This one I picked for Christmas,
To bring such joy for me.
And how many lights can twinkle bright,
As stars?
Trimming branches candycaned.
That lightens up my heart!
How many gifts wished,
Will I get this year?
And how many will share Christmas,
With laughter and not tears.
How many bells will ring,
As carols are heard sung?
How many will make sure,
Goodwill is felt...
By everyone.
How many Angels can sit atop a tree.
This one I picked for Christmas,
And sits so beautifully.
Where is that magic made,
That comes we celebrate?
How can we keep it here...
With us like this always?
How many bells will ring,
As carols are heard sung?
How many will make sure,
Goodwill is felt...
By everyone.
And stays.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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0398 The Blackbird's Song
Waking to the blackbird's song -
insisting, so it seems, on something close to joy and praise...
the sun's just breaking through the morning mist;
the smell of coffee and hot bread rolls,
the gentle stir of household come to life:
it's a good day, the best of days, right now.
Showered, with the inner glow of a man who's
just those few and precious minutes ahead of schedule
and thus with goodwill there to share -
and what?
Is goodwill quite enough, as you bounce into the office,
or (o hero) into the morning classroom, or
the matey pride of factory floor?
This is the tricky crux of this poem, and who am I...
now in this summer morning's glow of goodwill to all men
- and to all womankind, rejoicing themselves and you
in summer's clothes - is there a place
within this glow, for, go on say it, joy?
And if joy, is there, then, gratitude?
And if there's gratitude, is there, then, praise?
Meanwhile
the blackbird
just sings.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Sonnet- God, Help Me Change The World
The circus show has fewer beasts than ’fore;
A lot of girls are sweating their talents;
The things they do are ones all will adore;
Yet, how long can they spend lives in big tents?
The honest labour hard for their morsel;
The middle-men are lazy-bones that thrive;
In distress put are many a damsel;
The world is in an orgy of sex-drive!
Make me a light-house, God for ships at sea;
Make me a boat that ferries men across;
Make me a person who can prophecy;
Make me a holy man who lifts Thy cross.
Make me exemplary and show the world,
A Christian walks in Christ’s shadow but bold.
poem by John Celes
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Bloody Christmas, here again, let us raise a loving cup, peace on earth, goodwill to men, and make them do the washing up.
quote by Wendy Cope
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Enthusiasm.
If you just hang around, do things with uninterest,
Griping for everything what is there, your life will be bitterest.
Laziness, tiredness will follow, your life will be pure agony,
Constantly griping about job, family, friends, will have disharmony.
However, if you perk up, doing everything from the heart,
With pure interest, go about like a dart.
I do not mean ambition, when you step on others,
But do everything happily, not like the losers.
Your life will turn into light and happiness,
When you make yourself enthusiastic with cheerfulness.
Specially when you stop opposing everything,
Sliding thru the days with happy glowing.
It is up to you what you choose.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Labour Of Love
Marriage is a two-headed transplant,
Sometimes thats how it seems.
When the sex wears off its all give and take,
And its good-bye to all your dreams.
One head wants to go to a movie
While the other wants to stay at home,
And just like a two-headed transplant
You get the feeling that youre never alone.
Mr. and mrs. horrible are an example of what I say.
They used to be so in love, now they fight so much
That theyve frightened all their friends away.
They never get visits from neighbors,
Theyve alienated everyone.
And what started off as all cuddles and kisses
Has finally become
A labour of love, labour of love.
The torment, the worry and woe,
Loves full of fears, bruises and tears,
Thats the way that a true love grows.
Its a labour of love, labour of love.
Its a struggle, without a doubt,
But if they keep on trying, screaming and crying,
Somehow theyre gonna work it all out.
It turned into a two-headed transplant,
But it started off with here comes the bride.
But cut off one of the heads and youll soon find out
That the other just couldnt survive.
Because they couldnt stand to be separated
They still each others to have and hold.
Anyone who thinks the transplant is easy
Really ought to be told
Its a labour of love, labour of love.
The torments, the worries and whoas,
The battles, the fights, the bruises and bites,
Thats the way that a true love grows.
They took the vows, for better or worse,
And they had it blessed by heaven above,
But what started so brightly as a tender romance
Turned into a labour of love.
Turned into a labour of love.
song performed by by Kinks
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To be a while with you
How can anything be more intense,
than the feelings
portrayed in your eyes.
The happy innocence
of your smile,
lingers in my heart for a while.
The cheerfulness of your laughter
rings sweet and brighter,
than the morning light.
The pitch and emotions
of your clear voice,
sings like a rippling brook
To be a while with you,
is like turning a day,
from cloudy dark
to bright blue.
poem by Gert Strydom
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No need to regret
We live in different circles at a time
And each circle differs over the time,
As we grow and move in pursuit of life,
Changing the neighbours, peers and colleagues,
Also the relatives, foes and rivals.
In each circle, we earn name and goodwill,
That would die once we exit from that one.
The goodwill earned is of no use elsewhere.
The identity built too will wilt out.
We are not known by what we had been once.
Nor would we be known by what we are now.
Yet we repeat the feats wherever we go.
To crave to be appreciated is
To feed the ego. To feed the ego
Is as much a need as food for stomach.
Both need to be filled to sustain the life.
There must be no regrets for the good done.
18.03.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I will not become a Napoleon nor an Alexander, and labour for my own ambition; but I will labour for freedom and for the moral well-being of man.
quote by Lajos Kossuth
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You can always make a film somehow. You can beg, borrow, steal the equipment, use credit cards, use your friends' goodwill, wheedle your way into this or that situation. The real problem is, how do you get people to see it once it is made?
quote by Walter Murch
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Making a cartoon occupied usually about three full days, two spent in labour and one in removing the appearance of labour.