To despise the ox means to despise also a strip of hide from it.
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I Despise!
i despise...
the self centered concept
that one group of people,
that one race, or one religion,
is better than all the rest.
i despise...
any system that feeds
the few at the expense
of the many.
i despise...
ignorance, arrogance,
greed, and apathy.
i despise...
the pursuit of money
at the expense of living.
i despise...
narrow minded people
who try to lead
for the good of mankind.
i despise...
indifference, intolerance,
and unforgiveness!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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It Goes Unrecognized
It goes unrecognized,
And they despise it.
Yet it is their own reflection.
They do not like what they see at all.
But it is their own reflection.
They speak of ills and detriment.
Of evil doings and misdeeds sent.
They talk of maintaining standards...
With values meant.
But none of this means anything,
Since they can not see themselves at all...
Through any of their sentiments!
Every thing that is said,
They want to believe.
But what is in their heads...
Isn't the lives they lead!
It goes unrecognized,
And they despise it.
Contradictions like these,
Bleed!
It goes unrecognized,
And they despise it.
Yet it is their own reflection.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Despise
Despise!!!
Maze...psychopathic daze...i create this waste
Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic
Ways...cant escape this place...i deny your face
Sweat gets in my eyes, lash out at all I despise
Handsonmyfaceoverbearingicantgetout
Lost...ran at my own cost...hearing laughter, scoffed
Learning from the rush, detached from such and such
Bleak...standing on my feet...listening incomplete
I am not a dog, but Im the one you dog
Handsonmyfaceoverbearingicantgetout
Never - ever - surrender - I want it all!
Never - ever - surrender - despise
My state of mind gets so one-sided
Despise!!!
Cut me - show me - enter - I am
Willing and able and never any danger to myself
Knowledge in my pain, knowledge in my pain
Or was my tolerance a phase?
Empathy, out of my way
I cant die
Never - ever - surrender - I want it all!
Never - ever - surrender - despise
My state of mind gets so one-sided
Despise!
song performed by by Slipknot
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For Them 'That' Goes Unrecognized
Sad are those who sit and criticize.
With nothing to value but a love to despise.
Everything done is for them to undo.
No matter who does it.
Or how it is pursued.
Sad are those who sit and criticize.
With nothing to value but a love to despise.
Self centered with a selfishness.
For them 'that' goes unrecognized.
But for those who see them for who they are...
There is a desire to get away from them.
Quickly when it is noticed.
With wishes to get away from them and far.
Sad are those who sit and criticize.
With nothing to value but a love to despise.
And suffering from unmasked disguises,
From their own sense of failure.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I despise the pleasure of pleasing people that I despise.
quote by Lady Mary Wortley Montagu
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I despise
…
I despise the pleasure
Of pleasing someone
For something that I despise.
So no one speaks high of me.
20.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I despise the pleasure of pleasing people that I despise.
quote by Mary Wortley Montagu
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We do not despise all those who have vices, but we do despise those that have no virtue.
quote by Francois de La Rochefoucauld
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Believe not much them that seem to despise riches, for they despise them that despair of them.
quote by Francis Bacon
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We often pretend to fear what we really despise, and more often despise what we really fear.
quote by Charles Caleb Colton
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Politicians Despise Referendums
POLITICIANS DESPISE REFERENDUMS
BY
jamesbredin.com
Politicians despise binding referendums; did you know?
They also hate recall and the Internet but never say so,
So we have to walk lightly or they might even pass a law,
So they can stay in office forever which might be a flaw.
They also despise elections because they could loose their jobs,
So set-date elections could put them out on the streets with the nobs,
And no elected senators because they will be appointed,
And Supreme Court judges and Governor Generals anointed
But if they make the proper changes, they might stay a while
We need binding referendums and death with dignity in style
We need to vote for a senator so they get no free hand outs,
Why should we be the ones with all the political doubts?
Jan 17th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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Despise
What I really despise,
these tears I shed will never go away
the tears that fall, will remind me of my pain
the pain of loss is what I speak
the pain that made me fall to my knees
this pain is what I so despise but,
all I can do is to fall and cry
I lose my way,
to this never ending pain
I loss reason
to why she never came
the answers I come to will forever haunt
me
this pain of loss
is what truly makes me scream
this yelling person who is me
will forever continue to cry and scream
that’s why I hate to have these tears fall from my eyes
this nightmare of falling tears is what I really despise
February 19,2008
poem by Danielle White
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Deceived
We are reaching critical mass.
In a way not seen before.
In a way that all doors...
Of distrust, bigotry and fear
Will be broken down to crumble!
Disappear.
And love and harmony will come,
To clear those times we fought the many
For just some...
Because we were taught by them,
To despise each other.
Those 'others' who now despise one another!
We have been deceived!
And when that is revealed and received in our minds,
We will begin to heal our wounded hearts.
It will take time!
And that time soon will come!
We have been deceived...
And that is what we needed to know,
To break down the barriers of hatred and grow!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Noticed
I know you would love to find me wrong.
And I would just love to find you...
Expressing an opinion,
That had a conviction you felt strong enough
To believe!
Instead of finding someone to hide behind...
To encourage them to despise,
And look down upon me!
I am not that foolishly convinced,
Of your intentions!
But then again...
You represent so many,
Who character assassinate...
As a means to live a low life,
With incentives to increase a self esteem.
I have witnessed that too often.
You're the kind to deceive another,
Who hopelessly believes...
A projected motivation...
Feeds all of your needs!
And I have noticed you too long...
Not to know this,
As I notice.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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F.M. Doll
Take my doll put on her pretty clothes
Now don't you soil her dress
Brush her hair, paint her lips like a rose
Cover up your mess
Strip baby strip 'cause your daddy is watching
Strip baby strip just for me
Strip baby strip show your mother knows nothing
Strip baby strip Just for me, oh
Someone say doctor is my friend
Bruising is his cause
Behind closing doors
Strip baby strip for the soul of your brother
Strip baby strip for his wife
Strip baby strip 'cause you know she's not willing
Strip baby strip by the knife, Yeah
I lost my doll, put on my pretty clothes
I wont soil my dress
I brush my hair, paint my lips like a rose
I cover up my mess
Strip baby strip for the soul of your mother
Strip baby strip for her life
Strip baby strip 'cause you know you're worth nothing
Strip baby strip by the knife
Strip baby strip 'cause your daddy is watching
Strip baby strip just for me
Strip baby strip 'cause you know you're worth nothing
Strip baby strip for me, oh yeah
song performed by by Queen Adreena
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The Caliber Of The Worlds
The caliber caresses a human being with rationale,
This thinking distends and preoccupies other thoughts
And concepts that we despise, like the old punctures.
This tendency to despise mollifies the despotism
As the careers of the rich concentrate and are regional.
Contemplative mnemonics shall appeal to the astute,
The connectivity arises from accentuation,
Forward do the suns shine in this indented universe.
For it expands and loosens the broader hurries
And it hastens forwards little by little with expanding
Cries and fortunes of the cries that die and live.
The contingent beliefs relive and retry to overstate,
This philosophy regarded by some as illiterate
Is really so intelligent that worlds smash like the air.
poem by Naveed Akram
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i
Many kiss the hand
they wish cut off
ii
we despise the pleasure of pleasing people
whom we despise
iii
The lips are smiling,
but is the heart?
iv
A hypocrite is the kind of politician
who would cut down a redwood tree,
then mount the stump
and make a speech
for conservation
v
The value of an idea
has nothing to do
with the success
of the man
who expresses it.
vi
It is with pious fraud
as with a bad action;
it begets
a calamitous necessity
of going on.
vii
Every man alone is sincere;
at the entrance of a second person
hypocrisy begins.
viii
The wolf was sick,
he vowed a monk to be-
But when he got well,
a wolf once more was he.
ix
It is a trick among
the dishonest to offer
sacrifices that are not needed,
or not possible,
to avoid making
x
For neither man
nor angel can discern hypocrisy,
the only evil
that walks invisible.
those that are required.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To The Hypocrite
i
Many kiss the hand
they wish cut off
ii
we despise the pleasure of pleasing people
whom we despise
iii
The lips are smiling,
but is the heart?
iv
A hypocrite is the kind of politician
who would cut down a redwood tree,
then mount the stump
and make a speech
for conservation
v
The value of an idea
has nothing to do
with the success
of the man
who expresses it.
vi
It is with pious fraud
as with a bad action;
it begets
a calamitous necessity
of going on.
vii
Every man alone is sincere;
at the entrance of a second person
hypocrisy begins.
viii
The wolf was sick,
he vowed a monk to be-
But when he got well,
a wolf once more was he.
ix
It is a trick among
the dishonest to offer
sacrifices that are not needed,
or not possible,
to avoid making
x
For neither man
nor angel can discern hypocrisy,
the only evil
that walks invisible.
those that are required.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My First Kiss
In the bed of crimson joy
Lies a baby boy
Whose parent begot him?
Through the mighty locks of the tongue
Yet as he grows
And everyday as he moves he frowns
Because he does not believe
In the mighty devil called kiss
Yet still he frowns
At every girl he meets a dawn
Are the girls mad? He says
Or do they find means to kill
But as his heart grow older
He found out he could not hold on
So he must get the girl
That he despise so much as dirt
No girl would look at him
For it was he who insulted them
So he become frustrated
And decided to end his life
But he never gave up
Though he decided to end his life
Which he could not do
For countless time he tried
He tried hard to search for love
So he can be called a man
So he searched and searched
In the heat of the sun he searched
To search for what
His heart so much desire
In the sunny days
That brings too much sweat
As lucky as he was
Love finds him as he walks
To the path of wonderland
Through the moony light
It made his heart
So glad
That he become
Very sad
Love touched him so soft
That it made his body grow weak
But he touched love back
Lo and behold he got so strong
Love planted a kiss
On his mouth so dry
That it made him quiver
For the devil called kiss he so much despise
For he said to himself
I thought love lived in the sun
But ooh he lives in the moony light
Were he shines and brightens the night
I thought to find love
In the heat of the day
But sweet love is indeed
The great comforter of night
For this man was me
In my early days when I was young
That I despise do much
The devil called kiss
poem by Samuel Donkor
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Deviant Ways
How can you say you hate me with a passion,
And then become compassionately submissive...
With a hunger for me to feed.
What is it about me you despise publicly,
In other's eyes?
Yet privately delight to sweat,
In my arms under 'my' sheets.
With a begging of me not to let you go?
And you wish others to believe this...
To keep me from them distanced?
You wish me your private 'piece'?
But discreetly you seek,
From ME loyalty?
For FREE?
In this economy?
I'm going to cut you off until I am paid!
If that's the way it is going to be.
If it means that much to your 'dignity'!
If that's the way it is going to be.
If it means that much to your 'dignity'!
In this economy?
I'm going to cut you off until I am paid!
Why should I tolerate that nonsense,
These days.
I am not your secret trash to used,
To scratch your rash.
So you can hit it and dash as you please.
Since you want to continue to give me 'shade' in public.
And expect me to keep silent about your 'kinkiness'.
There is going to be mutual dividends to this.
If that's the way it is going to be.
If it means that much to your 'dignity'!
In this economy?
I'm going to cut you off until I am 'paid'!
A 'P' with lots of 'AID'!
If you are expecting me to protect,
Your deviant ways.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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