When hard work goes out of the door, poverty comes in at the window.
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Through The Window
My name was coming, from my window,
I wanted him to retreat and collapse.
The simplest desires have been looked at,
Sewing thoughts for several people.
My window and door carried hard steel,
Mahogany seemed the best work.
Disinterested and crazy, the people through
The door were feminine and masculine.
My names count themselves with luck,
It has arisen from the heart and mind.
My windows and door shall be a war of homes,
Still the watching of outsiders is strong.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Knock On Any Door
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Baby knock on any door
Knock on any door
Is there any place you want to go
Baby who you lookin for
Yeah, yeah, baby now you know
Its a cold world like they told you so
Knock on any door
Save your tears for some occasion
Keep your heartache to yourself
Knock on any door
Its a simple operation
Just trade your memory for your health
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on
Its insane girl, you cant run away
Its the same world it was yesterday
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on
Now, now, now how do you survive
With a pain so real, in a world so jive
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Peek through any shade
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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I Don't Wanna Work
Well i give it little care
Does anybody out there even know
I'm in here?
I just keep my movement going
Somewhere
Like playing in the background baby
Like playing in the background baby
I play the game
You play the way that most men would choose
I'm surprised at you
Way back in the middle of a broken down love affair
You and i found each other
And we fell in love
I ain't never met a man and woman get along better
Than you and i when get together
Still i say
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Not if it makes me cry
No no
See the lady walking down the street
She's got on high heel shoes
And her hair full of curlers
She's got stiletto nails
And some black mascara
She's got a push up and a pick up
I tell you that girl's working overtime
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Not if it makes me cry
No no no no no no
I don't wanna work
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work it if makes me cry
Spent last night
Talking to myself in bed
Wondering why i do this over
Over and over again
I don't know
I, i, i, i don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Not when it makes me cry
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work not that hard
I don't wanna work it it makes me cry
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work not that hard
I don't wanna work if it makes me cry
song performed by by Donna Summer
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When industry goes out of the door, poverty comes in at the window.
When poverty comes in at the door, love flies out of the window.
When poverty comes in at the door, love flies out at the window.
Where poverty comes in at the door, loves flies out at the window.
When poverty comes in the door love flies out the window.
When poverty comes in at the door, love jumps out at the window.
Church Window
I always hated that window in my church.
The elders said we couldn't take it down
'It's pretty, priceless, and we can't give them away, '
But who wants a window that distorts the Trees, faces,
And dandelions in the breeze.
With yellows, purples, and blues,
Hard black lines that in anyone else's eyes is a work of art.
I don't need the work of a stranger's hands to distract me during church.
I only need the work of my savior
To preach to me when I search.
poem by Goodloe Chilcutt
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Sonnet: The Magic of Poverty
A birth in poverty is luck supreme!
A death in poverty, a great blessing;
A life of poverty is rare a dream;
Achievements great, stark poverty can bring.
’Tis poverty that goads nations do feats;
’Tis poverty that stimulates scientists;
In everything, poverty, wealth just beats;
The greatest men were in poverty’s lists.
And poverty lessens our worries much;
Account to God will be much easier;
Poverty gives the saint a divine touch;
In poverty, poets can fly higher!
Poverty helps to shun worldly pleasures;
A soul in poverty, Heaven allures.
9-14-2002
poem by John Celes
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I Aint Gonna Work On Maggies Farm No More
(bob dylan)
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I wake up every morning
Hold my hands and pray for rain
Ive got a head full of ideas
Driving me insane
Its a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
Well, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
Well, I aint gonna work for maggies brother no more
I aint gonna work for maggies brother no more
He hands you a nickel
He hands you a dime
He asks you and your friends
If youre having a good time
He blames you every time you slam the door
Well, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
Well, I aint gonna work for maggies pa no more
I aint gonna work for maggies pa no more
He stubs his cigarette out in your face just for kicks
His bedroom window is made out of bricks
And the national guard are standing at his door
Well, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
Well, I aint gonna work for maggies mother no more
I aint gonna work for maggies mother no more
She talks to all the servants about man and God and law
And everybody swears shes the brains behind pa
Shes sixty-eight, but claims shes twenty-four
Well, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
Well, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I try so hard to be just who I am
But everybody wants you to be just like them
They say see, while youre playing I get bored ? ?
Well, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
song performed by by Waterboys
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It is unacceptable that someone can work full time - and work hard - and not be able to lift themselves out of poverty.
quote by Sherrod Brown
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A Pack Of Lies
That from hard work and endeavour up the social rank you will rise
To me anyhow does seem a pack of lies
'Tis just an old cliche that and nothing more
That some like to quote and we have heard before.
Even in so called prosperous Countries today
Some of the hardest working people work for survival pay
Many honest and willing workers living in poverty
Life for them seems unfair that's how 'twould seem to me.
Many of who on the theory of hard work believe
Say if you do not work hard from life you cannot receive
Yet many of the billionaires of mining and property development and oil
Have never experienced the hardship of toil.
Just an antiquated cliche it does seem indeed
That those who work hardest in life do succeed
The underpaid workers create many a billionaire
For millions around the World life does seem unfair.
I know of an old bloke who has worked hard in his working life
And he struggled for to pay for the funeral of his wife
Just one more poor hard worker his type are everywhere
There are millions of them in the big World out there.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Good Work
I open the door to good work,
Hoping a way is open to hard work.
This is the route to happiness,
Minds are engaged in hope and harps,
These play by the fingers of the soul
To enrage those in false endeavours,
In misdemeanours, and hard work.
Your presents presented and hard work gained,
The next layer of happiness sows relief
To the good working soul, the almighty heart.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Bimbo
You think youre special
And youre a standard guy
Im gonna tell you
Youre nothing but a standard guy
You are a standard... standard...
Its the bimbo
Standard bimbo man
They call me the white white white white white white
White white bimbo man
Oh, hey I want her
I want shoes
Oh, so my head hurts
But make fun of blues
Oh, that music
I got the blues
Cash in my pocket
Dont want to lose
I... i... I try so hard
Let me be smart
Look at myself in the window of a glass door
Look in my eyes
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Wink at the size
Never ever gonna be (3x)
Staring at her until the end
Special lie, my only friend
Thats so hard for me to take
Silly to work around the thing
Bimbo, bimbo, oh its sad
It drives me mad this is bimbo man
Oh, oh, its sad b-b-b-b-b b-b-b-b-b b-b-b-b-bimbo
It drives me mad why bimbo man
Oh, oh, its sad why its the bimbo, standard bimbo
It drives me mad why its the bimbo man
Oh, oh, its sad why its the bimbo, standard bimbo
It drives me mad why its the bimbo man
Special, and silly wanna be
Standard, oh what a silly me
Youre really special, that you dont wanna be
Youre standard, firm set in your silly ways
Look at myself in the window of a drug door
Wink at the size
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Look in my eyes
Never ever gonna be
I wear a white hat bimbo, bimbo, hes hip
White gloves I choose bimbo, bimbo man
I saw her dance bimbo, bimbo
Not for the blues hes the bimbo man
I... bimbo, bimbo, b-b-b-b-bimbo
Dont want to be hes the bimbo man
The standard guy bimbo, bimbo, b-b-b-b-bimbo
The standard guy hes the bimbo man
Standard guy
Look at myself in the window of a glass door
Wink out the size
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Look in my eyes
Never ever gonna be
I hear hip music bimbo, bimbo, hes a bimbo
Aint got the blues bimbo, bimbo man
Fist in my pocket why its the bimbo, why its the bimbo
Dont want to lose bimbo, bimbo man
I... i... standard bimbo, why its the bimbo
Try so hard bimbo, bimbo man
Oh please, oh please, why its the bimbo, bimbo, bimbo
I wanna be smart... smart bimbo, bimbo man
song performed by by Yello
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Bimbo
You think youre special
And youre a standard guy
Im gonna tell you
Youre nothing but a standard guy
You are a standard... standard...
Its the bimbo
Standard bimbo man
They call me the white white white white white white
White white bimbo man
Oh, hey I want her
I want shoes
Oh, so my head hurts
But make fun of blues
Oh, that music
I got the blues
Cash in my pocket
Dont want to lose
I... i... I try so hard
Let me be smart
Look at myself in the window of a glass door
Look in my eyes
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Wink at the size
Never ever gonna be (3x)
Staring at her until the end
Special lie, my only friend
Thats so hard for me to take
Silly to work around the thing
Bimbo, bimbo, oh its sad
It drives me mad this is bimbo man
Oh, oh, its sad b-b-b-b-b b-b-b-b-b b-b-b-b-bimbo
It drives me mad why bimbo man
Oh, oh, its sad why its the bimbo, standard bimbo
It drives me mad why its the bimbo man
Oh, oh, its sad why its the bimbo, standard bimbo
It drives me mad why its the bimbo man
Special, and silly wanna be
Standard, oh what a silly me
Youre really special, that you dont wanna be
Youre standard, firm set in your silly ways
Look at myself in the window of a drug door
Wink at the size
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Look in my eyes
Never ever gonna be
I wear a white hat bimbo, bimbo, hes hip
White gloves I choose bimbo, bimbo man
I saw her dance bimbo, bimbo
Not for the blues hes the bimbo man
I... bimbo, bimbo, b-b-b-b-bimbo
Dont want to be hes the bimbo man
The standard guy bimbo, bimbo, b-b-b-b-bimbo
The standard guy hes the bimbo man
Standard guy
Look at myself in the window of a glass door
Wink out the size
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Look in my eyes
Never ever gonna be
I hear hip music bimbo, bimbo, hes a bimbo
Aint got the blues bimbo, bimbo man
Fist in my pocket why its the bimbo, why its the bimbo
Dont want to lose bimbo, bimbo man
I... i... standard bimbo, why its the bimbo
Try so hard bimbo, bimbo man
Oh please, oh please, why its the bimbo, bimbo, bimbo
I wanna be smart... smart bimbo, bimbo man
song performed by by Yello
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Shatterproof
I see those newly weds
Their eyes wide and believing
They bill and coo at the mention of chez nous
Appearances can be deceiving
Its just a door and a window
Four walls and a roof
But a home of your own would be shatterproof
A door and a window
Four walls and a roof
But a home of your own would be shatterproof
We papered over all the cracks
And painted a cats lick and a promise
The landlord was a man of few words
And most of them were ominous
Its just a door and a window
Four walls and a roof
But a home of your own would be shatterproof
A door and a window
Four walls and a roof
But a home of your own would be shatterproof
It was nothing really to write home about
Then one day it all appears too much
Here comes my little hammer and its shatterproof touch
He said, be practical,
These are most unreasonable demands.
Forget about the broken spectacles
And the damage to your hand.
Its just a door and a window
Four walls and a roof
And the doctors say Im almost shatterproof
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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The Shadow Inside My Shadow
poverty is not my cousin,
is not my lover,
is not my preacher,
poverty is not my brother.
poverty is not my prayer,
or the song that i sing
is not my answer
poverty is not my dream.
poverty is not my teacher,
not the hand that i hold.
poverty is not my anger,
not my spirit, not my soul.
ah! but this poverty is real
it races thru my mind
crashes into my heart,
& leaves me deaf and blind.
poverty is my companion.
the aching cold inside my hollow.
the blow behind my eyes,
poverty is the shadow
inside my shadow.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Poverty the Curse
Poverty
Is an baleful curse.
A more terrible curse than the plaque.
Poverty hits innocent lives.
Tears peoples relationships.
Brings you into a black hole.
Poverty is an elixir of depression.
Brings on fearfulness.
Like a malicious dragon.
Poverty is ones worst adversary.
Hard to prevent and slay.
poem by Vega Destiny Star
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