Scratching and borrowing do well enough, but not for long.
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We do have some assistance from the World Bank but not from the IMF. We are not borrowing yet, but we are considering, in the future, borrowing from the Kuwait Fund to support our infrastructure development.
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A demons return
A demons return
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I hear their scratching
At the metaphorical walls I’ve built
Their voices spitting into the air
Poisonous words to ignite
That flame of madness within me
Already strange to the world
Somewhat distant is said
That is not the half of it
That is not even close to understanding
The is a darker realisation
A more blood thirsty situation
A demon within a soul
The price of creation
Was the mind now long lost
The breaking of mortar
As the scratching grows louder
Barricade with what I ask
And none, none do answer
Alone I listen with fear
I hear their scratching
At the metaphorical walls I built
The demons are returning
poem by Matthew Holloway
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No Originality Or Freshness In It
So you changed some things around and called this new?
Yours?
To have others believe it too!
And you know this isn't true.
Don't you?
Have you ever gone in someone's home?
And made suggestions
As to how they can arrange their furniture
To give the interior of their home a different presence?
It is still their furniture!
They recognize it.
You recognize it.
It belongs to them.
No matter how it has been arranged.
Same thing with stolen concepts.
Or a poet 'borrowing' ideas.
No matter how it has been arranged,
The creating brain knows from where it came.
There is no such thing as 'borrowing' someone else's ideas.
To make them new.
Plagiarists make attempts at this.
And some are so ignorant...
They lift whole passages as if they can not be recognized.
That's how empty their minds and lives are!
AND then there are those who will boldly ASK...
If it is okay to put their name on 'your' efforts!
And then to others brag of their tasks.
But not for too long can they do this.
Repetition bores,
Even those who do not recognize what is presented...
Has no originality or freshness in it to begin with!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous
(Everybody everywhere is scratching for what they can get
Did you think anybody in this town is any different?
They don't give a damn who gets killed
Just as long as "the dice keep rollin
The hoes keep hoein
And the money keeps flowin")
My name is L
song performed by by Big L from Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous
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Living In Your Heart
Listen.
Separation.
Come in between.
Ginseng apparation.
Fly on your wing.
Lovers are a lighthouse shining in the dark.
Steal away inside you.
Live in your heart.
Ooh I want your love.
Oh I want your love.
Automatic motion, walking alone.
Daytime seperation.
Im never home.
Drive another highway in another car.
Im borrowing your window, live in your heart.
Ooh I want your love.
Oh I want your love.
I want your love.
Oh I want your love.
Forever.
Ooh I want your love.
Oh I want your love.
Drive another highway in another car.
Im borrowing your window, live in your heart.
Live in your heart.
Live in your heart.
Ah.
song performed by by Blondie
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Prejudice
Prejudice
Is like having sharp claw
That keeps scratching the thin cloth of trust under our feet
Every time we walk further
Making a long line of mistrust
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Lark ON the Clerk
Blushingly blotches the mark
over the spot.
Itchingly wrestles the clerk,
scratching a lot.
What a lark
is it not
in the dark
in his cot?
But the mark
on the clerk
all remark
comforts not...
Cheerfully carols the lark
Over the cot.
Merrily whistles the clerk
scratching a blot.
But the lark
And the clerk
I remark,
Comfort me not!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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A Long Long Time Ago
a long long time ago
i agree with you
is a long long time ago
things perish
and those fragile like porcelain
shatter into negligible pieces
and on the ground
everything may cover and conceal
like the grass
or the dust or even a heap of leaves
and i
on this day of our meeting may also pretend
that those of the past
are of the past
and shall no more arise and be ghosts that shall
haunt me
but no, you are face to face with me and we do not mention
the word about it
yet the lines of our thoughts show
on the eyebrows
and they speak about the pain
the broken piece
staying like a thorn, a fish bone,
it is still refusing to leave
and you are scratching it
wanting for cure
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Vision of Death
In a cold frost covered land
at the heights of creation
white sheets yellow gold
faded urine stains
a red marker an unfinished book of poems
a love letter signed forgiveness
ash spilt upon the carpet tar stains upon the lungs
death scratching his head under grey hood
at a post war park bench
playing chess with a graying old man
the old man scratching his beard
together locked in a stale mate
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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If you want to know the value of money, try borrowing some.
They bow to you when borrowing, you bow to them when collecting.
Before borrowing money from a friend it's best to decide which you need most.
I care not so much what I am to others as what I am to myself. I will be rich by myself, and not by borrowing.
quote by Michel de Montaigne
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Borrowing and spending is not the way to prosperity.
Too Marvelous For Words
Youre just too marvelous
Too marvelous for words
Like glorious, glamorous
And that old standby amorous
Its all too wonderful
Ill never find the words
That say enough, tell enough
I mean they just arent swell enough
Youre much too much, and just too very very
To ever be, in websters dictionary
And so, Im borrowing a love song from the birds
To tell you that youre marvelous
Too marvelous for words
Youre much too much, and just too very very
To ever be, in websters dictionary
And so, Im borrowing a love song from the birds
To tell you that youre marvelous
Too marvelous for words
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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