I want to find a voracious, small-minded predator and name it after the IRS.
quote by Robert Bakker
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The Predator
She stalks the night like a predator
She sizes you up like a predator
She is avoided like a predator
She is feared like a predator
She is a lone creature like a predator
She seems heartless like a predator
She enjoys the day as people do
She likes a challenge as people do
She will avoid as people do
She fears as people do
She wants company as people do
She craves love as people do
poem by Lenore Lee
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You May Feel Superior To Most Others
You may feel superior to most others but to the scythe of the Reaper you too must fall
Your ego is overinflated but in your ways you are quite small
So full of your own self importance a small minded man in a small town
Where even the highest achiever can only daydream of renown
It is a forte of the ordinary to think in a small minded way
'Tis not hard to get to know people you know them by what they do say
Racism, rank and class distinction are siblings it does seem to me
But those who are true to the higher self do rise above the ordinary
'Tis sad to think in the twenty first century that discrimination is rife
And the homeless and poor have to struggle for to cling to their gift of life
Far too many without food or shelter and too few of their plight aware
So blessed are they with compassion for others they genuinely care
You may feel superior to others but in your ways you are so small
I salute the fair minded people those who belive in a fair go for all.
poem by Francis Duggan
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So Nothing Is Done
Do you get the feeling,
That it doesn't matter who says what...
About anyone or anything anymore.
This seems especially true...
In small towns with nohing but gossip,
For folks to value.
The more things change...
The less those who desperately need to change,
Do!
Even in big cities,
There are small minded folks!
And...
The mindsets of small town folks,
Will be guaranteed to be left reliably...
Small minded and uninvolved.
But yet upset with 'them'
Because 'they' don't 'act' like they care,
About their problems.
Those who sit on stoops...
And/or push baby carriages,
Around the blocks where their babies fathers,
Stand.
Seeking tips on good luck,
To dropp in their pockets!
They have suffered from under the rug swept stuff...
These folks!
With claims to have problems...
That have been historically ignored,
By those praying to God for solutions.
And when they come...
They don't like what has to be done!
So nothing is...
Done!
It just decays!
And folks find ways to celebrated it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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MQ-1 Predator
MQ-1 Predator,
Like a spy in my bathroom to watch my nakedness;
But when will you dropp down the bomb? !
MQ-1 Predator,
I am about to clean up my body;
And to dry up before bed,
But when will you dropp down the bomb? !
MQ-1 Predator,
Tears have no answer to your call!
But i still do feel that you are spying on me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Rat and the Owl
A rat is moving on the ground;
It searches for something to eat;
’Tis night and it must quickly find
Some food or else, it must sure starve!
A large owl stands with two large eyes;
It turns its neck to scan the ground;
It strains its eyes to catch a prey,
And sees a rat shuffling across!
Both search for food in frantic ways;
Both need to eat to stay alive;
The owl is like a ghost at night;
Its large eyes contrast rat’s small ones!
The owl is predator for rat;
The rat is prey for owl at night;
The owl is sure to pin the rat,
And death is sure for the latter!
The rat moves on unwarily!
It nears the owl innocently;
It does not know that death is near;
Its mind is bent on searching food!
The owl is watching rat’s movements;
The prey is rather small in size;
It tries to keep the rat within
Its visual fields, and take a strike!
The rat is unaware of owl;
It has not sniffed the danger near;
With nostrils engrossed in food-search,
It scurries to and fro for long!
The owl is planning when to swoop;
An opportune moment must come;
The rat must take a moment’s rest;
The owl’s claws take the rat to nest!
The predator is smart and swift;
The prey will certainly get caught;
There is a small chance to escape;
But, predator must make the fault!
Both owl and rat must eat to live;
The rat is prey for owl always;
The rat can still avoid its death;
It must respect the owl’s beak-might!
In life, we play with dangers oft;
We know that fire surely burns;
We walk into the ‘jaws of death’!
We take some risks that bring us death!
But being careful is a must;
We cannot risk our precious life;
Lurk dangers in our environs;
The thread of life could get cut fast!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-21-2008
poem by John Celes
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For people who have... had curve balls thrown at them, it is easier to digest change and digest change in other people. Change only scares the small-minded. The small-minded and me.
quote by Casey Affleck
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Elevated Observations?
(clarke / hicks / nash)
On top of a hill is a nice place to be at,
Diggin the country for miles around.
Watchin the people like ants on a hillside,
Running around, running around.
So far below me I see the confusion,
Small-minded men with their small-minded wives.
If they could see themselves where I am standing,
Theyd alter their lives, alter their lives.
And Im so high up I touch the sky.
And Im so high up I touch the sky.
Climb up here, jump up here,
Skip up, or run up.
Get up here somehow cos youll find your head.
Finally finding the level youre after.
Ego is dead. ego is dead.
And Im so high up I touch the sky.
And Im so high up I touch the sky.
Wish theyd start using the path of tomorrow.
Theres only way up and one way down.
Decide for yourself on the path youll be taking
When you look down, down and around.
And Im so high up I touch the sky ...
song performed by by Hollies
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The broad-minded see the truth in different religions; the narrow-minded see only the differences.
Life And Peace
To be carnall minded is dead!
But to be spiritually minded is life and peace;
And with understanding and discerning to crown your love,
For yesterday is gone too soon.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Child Predators Aftermath
his sexual desires and fantasies he could not control
this is what the police were told.
castration! is what we should do
but it's not up to me or you.
the law must pass a resolution
it is just one solution.
it will stop them from getting an erection
but it is not of perfection.
they say that castration is inhumane
and their minds will always be the same.
so treat the mind and the body will follow
leaving the shell empty and hollow.
even if the castation is done
the images will always enter their minds
and he will become the sexual observer
instead of the predator server.
what the law has to do- is zap that part of the brain
where he'll never think the same.
cut it out like the cancer it is
and wipe away the predator sin.
poem by Louis Rams
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Conceptual Sociogram(5)
After 50 years of dictatorship,
The worst thin happen in the artist communities.
The artistic elite group of those who imitate the artificial make-ups of international artists, not the cuture
Disrespect the local and native atrists in a seemingly proud way with a paradym of low-minded alianated behaviuor, destroying the natural unity in diversity or diversity in unity of the old culture
a small sociogram of militantly mafia-oriented manners
backward to destructive elements
no new art-oriented zone
die-young-attitude-of -the -narrow-minded-makings in the 21st century artistic freedom.
The Girls From Here To The Other Corners Of The World
yes, yuri, the girl from cebu
whose heart has turned to stone
is not an exception,
if fact she is a general rule,
they are uprooted from
the clutches of poverty
from fathers who are
unemployed from mothers
who earn their living
on the simplest chores
of household keeping
where there is nothing
to keep, of fish vending
where there is no fish,
of selling vegetables
where there is no
good harvest, and so
these girls have to
attend to themselves,
and the internet has
become the tool,
display their wares
seduce the south african
male for an exotic treat
of oriental coyness
and shyness feigned,
enticing the whites
and blacks to pour
their dollars on their
innocent breasts,
these occur so
regularly as a matter
of accepted occupation,
predator prey relationships
thrive, vultures come and
wait, because there are
dead meat offered in
our streets aplenty in the
internet.....blame them?
reprimand who?
let them play their games
let them find out who is
the prey and who is the
predator, because Yuri,
they are all big enough
and we just mind our
own business, let one
find his pleasure, and
let the other give it to him.
and let us watch who
punishes whom, who
gains who loses in
their own free games.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How Can I Respect People
How can I respect people who do not respect me
Who to others do not grant me my due equality
Since equality to others is everybody's due
That is if to one's higher self one wish to remain true
Too many far too many support the inequality of rank
Our sadly flawed socities for such people we must thank
I cannot respect people who see fit to put me down
Far too many of their sort inhabit every town
These people not good people strange mind games they do play
They uphold rank and class distinction and create us against they
How can I respect people who like to pigeon hole
Those they look on as inferior in life this their chosen role
On who should be seen as important they like to have their say
They are small minded people small in their own small way.
poem by Francis Duggan
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With a Multiple and Diverse Agenda
The moment I hear someone gossiped about,
With a name unheard before...
I know immediately that person is making attempts,
To get something done.
And in a small town...
Where the rights and wrongs are tossed around,
That person talked about...
Has to be a new arrival trying to do,
What others refuse or choose not to.
And that is...
Something other than snooping,
In somebody else's business!
With a doing...
Hopefully that person will learn how to do,
In disguise.
Or with a multiple and diverse agenda,
In the getting of 'something' done.
Small minded folks in smaller towns,
Are provoked easily by change.
And anyone expressing intelligence.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Parents Pain
Have you thought about the pain that a parent goes through
When they find out that their child has been kidnapped and abused.
(this is just a story)
She was coming home from school that day
When her life was taken away.
A child predator on the prowl
Waiting to take someone down.
She lived only a block away
When she became the predators prey.
He grabbed her so fast -she could not scream
And since that day she hadn’t been seen.
The search began block to block
The publics outrage would not stop.
They found her body in an alleyway
By some children who went out to play.
The parents screams filled the air
As their eyes began to tear.
The hatred of what this man had done
Filled the hearts of everyone.
As their daughter was put in the ground
This child predator the police had found.
But there is nothing that could take away the pain
For their lives would forever change.
The photographs and memories of when she was growing.
These are the things that this man had stolen.
No more pictures that they could take
For it was now, much too late.
The pains of the parents have got to be heard
And it’s time to spread the word.
poem by Louis Rams
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One Small Step
So many people
Need to go so many miles
How do we move them
To where the answer lies
Reach out to the ocean
Beyond the stars that shine
Weve got to take one small step in time
If we are the dreamers
Then the world must be the dream
Driven to question
All the things weve never seen
We search the horizon
Looking for a sign
Weve got to take one small step in time
One step beyond
All our hopes and our passion
There is the light of the universe flashin
All that it takes is one leap of faith
One small step, (one small step)
One small step in time
Deep in the darkness
(deep in the blackness)
Theres a wind that never dies
(theres a wind that never dies)
Out in the vastness
(out in the vastness)
Theres a road across the sky
(a road across the sky)
Out there is the reason
That we were meant to find
Weve got to take one small step in time
Weve got to take one small step in time
(one small step, one small step)
One small step in time
(one small step, one small step)
One small step in time
(one small step, one small step)
song performed by by Cher
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By all means let's be open-minded, but not so open-minded that our brains drop out.
quote by Richard Dawkins
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Small Town
Well I was born in a small town
And I live in a small town
Probly die in a small town
Oh, those small communities
All my friends are so small town
My parents live in the same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity
Educated in a small town
Taught the fear of jesus in a small town
Used to daydream in that small town
Another boring romantic thats me
But Ive seen it all in a small town
Had myself a ball in a small town
Married an l.a. doll and brought her to this small town
Now shes small town just like me
No I cannot forget where it is that I come from
I cannot forget the people who love me
Yeah, I can be myself here in this small town
And people let me be just what I want to be
Got nothing against a big town
Still hayseed enough to say
Look whos in the big town
But my bed is in a small town
Oh, and thats good enough for me
Well I was born in a small town
And I can breathe in a small town
Gonna die in this small town
And thats probly where theyll bury me
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Psychopathic
The ghettos of America are breeding grounds
For the criminal minded
As for years they have killed one another of
And America has enjoyed its creation
But now these ghetto-minded criminals
Have crossed the line into your neighborhood
And will soon give you a taste of the hell
That they have lived for so long
So pops
song performed by by Insane Clown Posse from Carnival Of Carnage
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