Men are mad most of their lives; few live sane, fewer die so. The acts of people are baffling unless we realize that their wits are disordered. Man is driven to justice by his lunacy.
quote by Edward Dahlberg
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Free TV: What's Good About A Scheduled Demise?
What's good about an end to free tv after 60 years in
America, should the
cable companies have their way?
The audiences will shrink, as fewer will be able to afford
the pricegouging rates,
thus fewer people to absorb CNN and all other network
war programming,
fewer people to buy hook line and sinker the
advertising lies and materialism shilling,
fewer young to be influenced by the Sodom
and Gomorrha programming of the networks,
fewer customers for fast food murder sandwiches,
fewer fat people, subjected to infinite streams
of food ads, fewer ears for the loanshark megathief
capitalism proponents.
poem by O. Anna Niemus
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Would you have Me smile?
Would you have Me smile?
(inspired by a report seeking to
'debunk the 'black myth' of the Inquisition'.)
“If you take one life, you destroy all the world. If you save one life, you save the world entire.” paraphrase from Hillel, first century C.E.
Would you have Me smile,
to hear fewer of My daughters and sons were set aflame alive
here than there, or there than here,
for their belief in Me?
Would you have Me nod,
on being told not so many of My children suffered
then than now, or now than then
for keeping faith with Me?
Would you have Me stop My tears,
with tales of how fewer of My people died tormented
in the counter-renaissance,
than in the modern holocaust
for staying true to Me?
Would you ask of Me 'thanks and praise'
for 'proofs' fewer of My lowly ones,
My precious ones, My beloved ones
came to the glad release of Death
in 'acts of faith' than in acts of war,
for living close to Me?
Then I say to you:
Blind, foolish and cruel you are!
_When_ will you know
_All_ who die and live are _My children_
_All_ in all times who suffer and keep faith
_All_ in all times who die and live believing
_All_ who they believe in, _I am_ ever was and ever shall be,
By _whatever_ names they call on Me;
Lady or Lord,
Isis or Brighit,
Krishna or Allah,
Adonai or Elohim,
Gaea or Mary
for _all their griefs_ I mourn still,
for _all their lives_ I rejoice always!
written 6/9/95
poem by Gabrielle Ciarann Roniyah Baer
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Excusing
there are no acts
that cannot be justified
by justifications
justice meted out
is not justice at all
just some acts of justifying
poem by Shimon Weinroth
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Life's Not Always Fair
Life is the thing that all people have the right to,
But not all people have it the way they want it.
People take life for granted,
There's suicide, and homicide, People killing other people.
One thing I have learned is...
Life's not always fair, So deal with it.
Some people live and some people die,
Death is not always the answer.
The angels come down,
They take you away,
To what you think is the better place to be,
But you miss them...Family, friends, and being THERE!
You never realize what you have until it's gone,
Once it's gone then you realize what has really happened.
You cry and cry, You want to DIE!
People need to realize that, Life's not always fair
Don't die! Live life to the fullest!
And you will see, It can only get better.
No matter how bad things look,
Just realize one thing...LIFE'S NOT ALWAYS FAIR!
poem by Kristina White
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Old Age
Grey hairs
Lonely
Lovesick
Worried
Many thoughts
Fewer talks
Fewer hopes
Fewer friends
Less will to live
The only thing
That keeps me going
On the zigzag way of life
Is the desire to be loved.
poem by Asif Andalib
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Sonnet: Revamp the Place
A prowling tiger needs deportation;
It ought to live in forests dense and wild;
Some donkey-kids must too go out-station;
The campus needs some revamping tho’ mild.
The flag of justice must be hoisted high,
On mast of truth that’s driven deep in earth;
And once again, the birds must freely fly;
A fragrance sweet again must fill the breath.
The news-mongers must be tongue-tied again;
Their craftiness won’t work for long, long days;
For, people will become unduly sane;
Some ought to change their wicked methods/ ways.
The place will soon afforest green again;
Our service will be boon to men, not bane.
7-27-2001 by Dr John Celes
poem by John Celes
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In' Sane
Shouldn't there be a joy and satisfaction
One gets
For being declared 'in' sane?
After all,
Those that are 'out' of it,
Aren't 'in' it at all!
And those who choose just to be 'sane'...
Should they be suspect?
Things aren't as crazy as they are
Because they've spent time in their minds!
Now...
I can accept those labelled
To be 'out-of-their-minds'!
It makes it more official.
And at least they can be held accountable.
The ones still undeclared are the most baffling!
They disguise themselves,
With titles deemed 'professional'.
And they are the ones responsible...
For all of the 'professional' havoc,
That we have been experiencing for decades!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If People Did What They Enjoyed
If people did what they enjoyed,
There would be fewer people in debt.
With an identifying who there were.
And the Joneses living next door,
Could live their lives without fearing...
Who tries to keep up with them.
Once they decided...
Living basically was a choice.
And something they did not have to do.
Preventing health and mental issues.
As well as an economic crisis!
If people did what they enjoyed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When you look at what I've done here, you see a consistent theme of reforms which is not driven by any dogma from across the water, but a radical agenda to make sure Northern Ireland's people enjoy equal opportunities, driven by the values of social justice.
quote by Peter Hain
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My Poems Have Become Disordered
MY POEMS HAVE BECOME DISORDERED
My poems have become disordered-
They have lost their logic-
I do not know how to control them-
They break off in the middle
and go on in differerent directions
and cannot be brought back together
into a proper ending-
My poems have become disordered
as my mind
as my life
as all I do these days-
perhaps one day I tell myself
it will all be together again-
But for now
I go one way
my poems go another
and something in me
goes somewhere else
neither I nor my poetry know-
So that we are now perhaps
at the end of a poem
which not long ago
quietly and sadly
was only just begun.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Justice
Where is the justice in this world?
where is the justice? I feel bored
I need the justice only, please.
Answer me to breathe with ease.
If the justice appears tell me!
please, I want to breathe.
without the justice I cant live
Yeah! we all cant live.
If the injustice disappeared
You will find the justice appear.
Answer me, answer now.
So, we can live peacefully right now.
Where is the justice in this world?
poem by Merna Ibrahim
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Justice For Who?
Frantic lives
In this twisted time
Work all you might
And begin to fight
No system of justice
No real freedom at all
Our rights are our wrongs
Who can tell whose sane now
Find out what you want to do with your precious life
They will tell you
But it is all the same
You will never win this game
Never win at all
No matter how hard you try
Study every book to get ahead
To just be left for dead
Just like the rest
You didn't want to settle for less
And now you all fall down
Just like they wanted you to do
Make them win
To see them smile
And laugh in fame
And justice for all
poem by Sarah Rosner
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Driven Crazy or Crazy Driven
Are you driven crazy or crazy driven?
Are you driven by what people say OR are you crazy driven by an awesome day.
Are you driven crazy after a big fight OR crazy driven by a long night
If your driven crazy don't let anything get under your skin.
And if your crazy driven. It's your time to sin...
poem by Shauntae Taylor
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The Ones Who Now Look Back
For most of their lives,
They did exactly what they wanted.
And signs of change,
Were beginning to glow...
With neon messages no one could ignore.
Those choices chosen,
Were made regardless of objections raised...
By those who were told where to go.
And those places told where to go,
Have been taken without looking back.
And the ones who now look back,
Wondering where those who were told to go...
Away to live in their own worlds,
Have done so to live lives...
Without taking theirs for granted.
As those who look back seeking satisfaction,
Have come to realize their own satisfactions...
Had been placed on the wrong track.
With a blaming on others,
As to where their lives lived are at.
'Excuse me,
But can you tell me...
If that boat that sailed many years ago from here,
Is due to make a comeback anytime soon? '
~I'm sorry I couldn't.
I don't live in this neighborhood.
Have you tried asking any ot those people over there,
Standing on the corner watching their lives go by?
I'm sure they haven't been anywhere.
You could spend time with them reminiscing.
And they could probably answer that question for you.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In a disordered mind, as in a disordered body, soundness of health is impossible.
quote by Marcus Tullius Cicero
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There Is Nothing Uncanny About It
It is just uncanny.
And quite a mystery to me...
Why acts or violence,
Inequities and disparites...
With a rise of racial tension,
Could exist to affect the lives of so many.
How can you explain this movement,
That seems to have come...
To change all of our lives so drastically.
'What are you talking about?
Is this another rumor?
Or a new TV show?
Everywhere I go,
People choose to exaggerate or embellish...
The slightest thing.
If people didn't live accepting their denials,
We'd all be living a better quality of life.
And there is nothing uncanny about it.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Damien
Things are done that I just don't understand
There's hardly no time left for the average young man
Works his arse off 'til his blue in the face
Drugged with hope so he can keep up the pace
And soon he joins the unemployed
Where all hope and ambition are destroyed
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
A situation that I don't understand
A desperation that just got out of hand
He didn't realize what steps he should take
He didn't realize that his life was at stake
He left us thinking yet again
Another passing of a friend
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
For you and me
Damien.
A contemplation left much to late
A deliberation we all left to fate
We didn’t understand the role we should play
We ignored the facts hoping they would simply fade away
He left us thinking yet again
Another passing of a friend
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
For you and me
Damien.
Copyright Colin Coplin 1984/2010
poem by Colin Coplin
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I Believe in Your Justice, My Lord
I Believe in Your Justice, My Lord
I believe in your justice, my Lord,
That you wish us to live better lives.
Only you know the mud from the gold,
For us it’s not easy to realize.
Our hearts are accustomed to misery and pain,
We can’t feel the joys and the beauty of days.
Our eyes are accustomed to darkness and rain,
We can’t see the Holy Light of Your Greatness.
Open wide the vistas of the soul,
Bring freedom like freshness of rain,
Break down the negative visual wall,
Which is made by our limited brains.
Just remind me, please, why I am here
On this planet in this moment of time!
I entreat you, please let me hear
The tune of celestial rhyme.
You’re with me in my heart, I can feel it!
Your compassionate love more precious than gold!
I have pledged you my life from this minute.
I believe in your justice, my Lord!
poem by Alisa Evsyukova
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Fruit Nut
Tending my fruit, tending my fruit
Ah youve got to have a hobby
A man must have a shed to keep him sane
Spraying my buds, spraying my buds
Got to keep away diseases
I mix the poisons and the wife dont complain
Some people say
That I am out of my tree
Or just a strawberry fool
Someday theyll see
til then Ill blow you a raspberry
cos apples and pears are me
So Im tending my fruit
And I dont give a hoot
cos it keeps me sane, it keeps me sane
Some people say
That I am out of my tree
Or just a strawberry fool
Someday theyll see
til then Ill blow you a raspberry
cos apples and pears are me
So Im tending my fruit, tending my fruit
Ah youve got to have a hobby
A man must have a shed to keep him sane
To keep him sane, to keep him sane, to keep him sane
Oh the wife cant complain
To keep him sane, to keep him sane, yeah keeps him sane
Yeah to keep him sane, to keep him sane, yeah it keeps him sane
song performed by by Xtc
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Fruit Nut
Tending my fruit, tending my fruit
Ah youve got to have a hobby
A man must have a shed to keep him sane
Spraying my buds, spraying my buds
Got to keep away diseases
I mix the poisons and the wife dont complain
Some people say
That I am out of my tree
Or just a strawberry fool
Someday theyll see
til then Ill blow you a raspberry
cos apples and pears are me
So Im tending my fruit
And I dont give a hoot
cos it keeps me sane, it keeps me sane
Some people say
That I am out of my tree
Or just a strawberry fool
Someday theyll see
til then Ill blow you a raspberry
cos apples and pears are me
So Im tending my fruit, tending my fruit
Ah youve got to have a hobby
A man must have a shed to keep him sane
To keep him sane, to keep him sane, to keep him sane
Oh the wife cant complain
To keep him sane, to keep him sane, yeah keeps him sane
Yeah to keep him sane, to keep him sane, yeah it keeps him sane
song performed by by Xtc
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