There is no such thing as a worthless book though there are some far worse than worthless; no book that is not worth preserving, if its existence may be tolerated; as there may be some men whom it may be proper to hang, but none should be suffered to starve.
quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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Here It Comes
Im not so sure and yet I know
Give me your life
Its worthless anyhow
And worthless comes
Im not so tall
As I like to think I am
Though Ill be found
Forever in your pain
And here it comes
Id rather be no one than someone with no one
Id rather be no one than someone with no one
No one to love
song performed by by Stone Roses
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Why.............?
The American book of 'why',
The Asian book of 'why',
The European book of 'why',
The African book of 'why',
The Australian book of 'why',
The most asked question in the valley of world events;
Especially when one explodes a bomb!
The Christian book of 'why',
The Muslim book of 'why',
The Jewish book of 'why',
The Hindu book of 'why',
The Krishna book of 'why',
lLife is like the yeast which makes the bread rise;
But, the writer always has his or her own mind.
The Pagan book of 'why',
The Buddhist book of 'why',
The Protestant book of 'why',
The Confucian book of 'why',
To all life's aspects with the remaining books of 'why';
Poetry is the literature that muses with the mind.
Shall the trumpet be blown in the city and,
The people will not be afraid?
Seven bulls and seven rams,
I am the planted tree by the rivers of waters.
I am very young in years but,
The word 'why' is the question that goes around easily.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Rascal Weaves Selfish Thoughts
A worthless man demands justice,
Complains of his misery to God,
Of those who, cause him trouble…
He forgets that he is a fraud.
A worthless man demands justice,
Reproaches others for being grim,
He says that he is robbed of money,
That a woman has deceived him.
A rascal weaves worthless thoughts,
Tries to deceive even the All-Wise,
He keeps on mourning over himself,
Pretends to be honest and nice.
When he finds himself out of danger,
His prey he devours and tortures.
He gnaws away thousands of hearts,
And then, mourns over his fortune.
14.O7.2OO2.
Translated from Georgian
poem by Janri Gogeshvili
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Worthless
They think of themselves as worthless.
And they are.
With no value that has been identified.
Or a self evaluation taken.
It is pointless to disagree with them.
Many have come and gone,
Making attempts to prove them wrong.
To change their visions.
Since their 'visions' given to them,
Had been intended to inflict...
An ignorance that is worshipped.
And those believing themselves worthless,
Will not listen because this offends.
And the ones who wish to open their minds,
Have left alone to condone their mental sickness.
With a saving of their own sanities.
They think of themselves as worthless.
Obvious is this in observation.
And with determination they have proven,
They are this way and they will stay.
To leave themselves and their children scarred,
With beliefs they've been fed...
And will not and wont release,
That which has been embedded in their heads.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pawned
'What is this? '
That is a box of my realities.
'This is worthless stuff.
We can not use this here.
All of it is rusted gold plated crap.
What do you think we can do with that? '
You took my other things I pawned.
'We knew you were coming back.
Now...
Those realities you want us to believe...
Can not do a thing for us!
We fed our needs for a while...
Providing you a fix to return to get your realities.
But no one comes to us with a bail out,
To recycle greed.
Even your pleas are worthless!
If you had chafing pans or dishes,
Sterno and a box of matches...
With a manual can opener,
You got yourself a deal! '
Those are utensils the 'help' would use!
'Well,
You need to go find where that 'help' is.
It ain't here! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Because he did not have time to read every new book in his field, the great Polish anthropologist Bronislaw Malinowski used a simple and efficient method of deciding which ones were worth his attention: Upon receiving a new book, he immediately checked the index to see if his name was cited, and how often. The more "Malinowski" the more compelling the book. No "Malinowski," and he doubted the subject of the book was anthropology at all.
quote by Neil Postman
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The Last Worthless Evening
I know you broke up with him
And your hearts still on the shelf
Its been over two years for me
And Im still not quite myself
You cant be with someone new
And you cant go back to him
Youre beginning to realize
That its sink or swim
I see you around sometimes
And my heart just melts
Youre lookin like if you had your wish
Youd be somewhere else
And it just breaks my heart
To see you here this way
Someday Ill get the nerve
To walk up to you and say
This is the last worthless evening
That youll have to spend
Just gimme a chance
To show you how to love again
This is the last worthless evening
That youll have to spend
cause Ill be there
When your broken heart is on the mend
Every night its the same old crowd
In smoky rooms
You catch a faint glimpse of love sometimes
But it never blooms
Ive been around this block a time or two
And Ive made some big mistakes
But girl I promise you, I promise you
That this is the worthless evening
That youll have to spend
Just gimme a chance
To show you how to love again
This is the last worthless evening
That youll have to spend
cause it wont be long
till your little heart is on the mend
People inside their houses
With the shades pulled down
God knows, we could use some romance
In this sleepy bedroom town
I know youre still afraid to rush into anything
But therere just so many summers
And just so many springs
And this is the last worthless evening
That youll have to spend
Just gimme a chance to show you how
To love again
This is the last worthless evening
That youll have to spend, baby
cause Ill be there when your broken heart
Is on the mend
This is the last worthless evening
That youll have to spend
Just gimme a chance, gimme a chance
To show you how to love again
This is the last worthless evening
That youll have to spend cause it wont be long
til your little heart is on the mend
song performed by by Don Henley
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The Best Book In The World
the best book
in the world
the only true book
is the world itself
the Book of Nature
the best book is the silence
the wordless-ness in
the clouds and the sky
and the rivers and the oceans
and the lands
and the grass that breaks through the concrete;
and in the deserts and the volcanoes
and the stars
and the moon
and the creatures of the earth
and in all fellow beings
and the vastness beyond
and the vastness within
the best book
the only true book
(every other book is distortion)
is the world itself
the Book of Nature:
read it
poem by Raj Arumugam
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I read a book
I read a book
Not to enhance my looks
I read a book
Maybe to avoid being a crook
I read a book
Not just to learn how to cook
I read a book
To ascertain how to defend my rights
Not just to acquire knowledge
Reading a book I pledge,
Is one of the roads to the light
I read a book
To understand how a kings territory
Is defended with pieces such as the rook
I read a book
So there will be no questions asked
When I count correctly what you took
I read a book
So that I play not ignorant
Now on life I’ve a different outlook
I read a book
So if I come up with all the right answers
I will know for sure it is not merely a fluke
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Dog Now Tricks
I wish I had not woke up today
Everyone mistakes the things you say
Take the simple truth and
Twist it all around
Make it sound important and make it seem profound
Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless
Everyone I know has gone away
Died or left or just forgot to stay
Sometimes took for granted
Sometimes turned away
Sometimes didnt say what I meant to say
Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless
I never would have pegged you
For what you have become
Everyone lies, everyone cheats
Not like youve done
Dog new tricks
Nothing youve learned will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless
Dog new tricks
Nothing youve learned will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless
Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn
song performed by by Garbage
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To Greg
You're such a worthless smeg.
You look and act like such a dreg.
Your worthless act oyur stupid smile.
Fooloing some with such sneaky guile.
When truly you're a worthless child.
You throw your tantrrums like a wench.
I want to throw you in a ditch.
Greg oh Greg I want you dead.
Your head so full of useless lead.
You've no respect, or intellect.
You're trashy to so don't forget.
You think that you're the king of all,
ruling like you've got big balls.
You're pathetic like a 10th rate addict.
I reject your lies and simple guise.
You're a reject who livies in disguise.
Be gone now you filthy whore,
the sight of you is such a bore.
I hope you live in misery.
For you I have no use or pity.
poem by Michael McParland
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On Being Popular
Lie!
Shake hands and smile in their faces.
Strip them of their natural resources.
Starve them to death!
Show them and the world how worthless they are!
Mock their existence!
Throw them sandwiches for photo ops.
Hand out bibles and teach them hymns!
And then select which ones are qualified...
To make brooms to sweep your floors!
Divide them into tribes to worship images of you!
Being popular is your motivating tool!
Eventually these actions,
Will make you the paying fool!
But who cares?
Since no one is aware of the things you do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Holy book of lies
He writes in his dark life
shadowed and on the run
crimes so unforgivable
worthless to anyone
He sobs in his sorrow
and stained mind
He then denise to himself that hes okay
then he covers his eyes
closes the holy book of lies
and ends his life with
sorrow
poem by Nicole Buckland
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Book Of Guidance
Book of knowledge,
Book of truth,
The book of old,
Contains the youth,
This book has plenty,
On lies and deceit,
This reveals how to get up,
After every single defeat,
This book of love,
Tell the story,
Of the beauty's dove,
And Gods glory,
This book of life,
Is the way to live,
Be free be true,
Be pure all the way through,
Be trustworthy have honor,
Live long and prosper,
Please God and love your father,
Have fun and be one with your brother.
poem by Jordan Moore
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No Whisper, No Sound.
Look at all the cracks in this wall.
If things don't change, they will sprawl.
You've been given a warning, a simple call.
One more month to watch it fall.
Rotten apples have been landing below.
Not even worthy of picking up to throw.
Disease is evident as this tree grows.
No green grass on the other side to mow.
Rancid days and hours are spent.
Like worthless dollars on houses for rent.
Soon to wonder where the good worker went.
You've been given a warning, a simple hint.
This dear boy hasn't time to hang around.
This tree is worthless and sagging the ground.
A little nourishment and hope can be found.
I will leave in silence, no whisper, no sound.
poem by Gulliver Gimble
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Now, to describe the process of the Wrapped Reichstag, which went from 1971 to '95, there is an entire book about that, because each one of our projects has its own book. The book is not an art book, meaning it's not written by an art historian.
Worthless Thing
How many times can you jump out of the cupboard
Before someone gets suspicious or someone gets discovered
You can live forever in a split second of fame
Come on down the price is right whats your name
While a crocodile makes good shoes and a dog may change his coat
I cant change whats written on your face tonight and I quote
Chorus
Oh I wish you could see
Quite how much you could mean to me
You worthless thing
If you were ten feet taller and almost handsome
I might pay this kings ransom
You worthless thing
They commit blue murder along union avenue
Then they sell you souvenir matches
Nightclubs full of grave robbers from memphis, tennessee
And las vegas body snatchers
And hes carrying a warning cant you see how his eyes glint
Keep your bloody hands off my life your affectionate fingerprint
Chorus
All the cars and pills and girls who tore his shirt to tatters
Do you know how tall he was cos that is all that really matters?
Do you know his mothers last name do you think that hes divine?
Youve seen the film youve read the book
Youre drinking vintage elvis presley wine
Bored out of your tiny mind while life is twice as large
Theyll cut her down to size on television
Shes available and beautiful, but with more time to devote
Theyre going to take this cable now and stick it down your throat
So this is an obituary which should be right and fitting
For every clockwork cat and conceivable kitten
Chorus
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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The great book for you is the book that has the most to say to you at the moment when you are reading. I do not mean the book that is most instructive, but the book that feeds your spirit. And that depends on your age, your experience, your psychological and spiritual need.
quote by Robertson Davies
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Ibrahim II
You are better off today than yesterday,
But tomorrow comes and it will be worst off!
Oh Ibrahim my lover! ! This is how the world is,
And we have to face the realities around us at all times.
Of the water which was turned into blood!
Of the River Nile which was turned into frogs!
But, there is One Law for us all;
Yes, One Law for the native born and for the stranger.
The book of war!
The book peace,
The book of joy,
The book of love,
The book of romance,
The book of rivers;
And like the first moon of the year! !
However, all the rivers that flow ends up to the sea.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Girl Like That
You think this life would make me bolder
But Im running scared is all
I hang on everything about you
You think Id settle down cuz Im older
But I roll with the change is all
Im same old trailer trash in new shoes
She gets sad when theres nothing going on
She says it makes her feel damn worthless
(chorus 1)
Well you got to think with a girl like that
Any love at all, is better than nothing
Its better than nothing
I put my hands around your shoulder
Youre saying youre scared is all
I think I know too much about you
You think this life would make me colder
Id give in to the alcohol
I put my loving arms around you, child
You knew damn well there was nothing going on
Is that what makes you feel damn worthless
(chorus 2)
Well you got to think with a girl like that
Any love is better than nothing
Its better than nothing
You got to think with a girl like that
Any love at all, its better than nothing
Its better than nothing
Yeah she drags you down and she pulls you up
She pulls you up
Says that shes sorry now but its not enough to pull you up
Shes sorry
I wake up quick just like I want to
Yeah but I stay out much too late
You think this life can get a bit unkind but she stays
Down til the worth is gone
And pulls you up, she pulls you up
She pulls you up and over, over
(chorus 2)
(chorus 1)
song performed by by Matchbox 20
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