We started the AIDS virus. We are only able to maintain our level of living by making sure that Third World people live in grinding poverty.
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So Deep
Almost half of the population of Sub-Saharan Africa
lives on less than one dollar a day
the highest level of poverty in the world.
My little neurotic sexual white mans mind is aloof
Rio De Janeiro at war
The rich amidst abject poverty
Drug gangs armed and desperate
Darling another silk stocking love poem
2 billion people make less than 2 dollars a day
Over a fourth of the world doesn't eat enough
Distribution of wealth is as real as death
Poverty, despair, gangs, guns, ignorance
2.6 billion people have poor sanitation
4100 children die a day from diarrhea
11,700 die a day from AIDS, tuberculosis, malaria
67.5 million children are out of school around the world
Kiss me with disdainful apathy
Suckle our we are going to heaven luxury
Our sweet so called Christian values
Darling isn't our relationship so deep
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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What kind of world do you live in?
I live in a world full of hatred and criminal acts.
Do you?
I live in a world where thousands of babies die to abortion.
Do you?
I live in a world where kids get abused.
Do you?
I live in a world where people live below poverty.
Do you?
I live in a world where drugs are sold.
Do you?
I live in a world where people are scared to live in the world.
Do you?
My world is your world.
Do you see what i see?
poem by Kelsey Jarreau
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Poverty In The 21st Century
It’s the 21st century
The media displays it day and night,
Poverty.
Poverty across the globe lies
Poverty cries out from the belly of little boys
Little girls, parents too
Desperately searching for food,
Shelter, clothing, for love,
Companion, for attention
Those with plenty, refuse
To amend, a world haunted by
Poverty.
Is poverty affecting the rich?
Are their poverty the same
As the poor in financial constrains?
For they, too, poverty of love
I see poverty in the learned
I see poverty in those whose
Selfish acts are destroying society.
I see poverty in all level of humanity
The world is still an imperfect place
Yet life is still beautiful, the wind
Blows, we see it not, give thanks
For what you possess, now go,
Help if you can along the way,
Help to eradicate poverty
In your surrounding, widen
Your boundary across your
Country, to nations of the world.
Help to fight poverty, now!
poem by Winston Harding
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Virus Of The Mind
Well I was watching this talk show the other day
And on it there was this guy and he was saying
When you let other people tell you whats right
When you leave your instinct and your own truth behind he said
Thats a virus of the mind. thats a virus of the mind
I guess its kind of like losing your sight; for a
Second you think that they might be right, and it
Feeds the doubts you have inside, and it
Almost starts to feel like a crime
To follow your own rhythm and rhyme
Yeah Im pretty happy living in my own sweet time Im pretty happy
And I dont need your virus of the mind
Well I went to this party thing last night
A lot of people I hadnt seen in a long time
And they wanted to know about my life,
But making me feel like it wasnt quite right
Like wheres your kids and wheres your car?
I said I dont have either but I have a guitar
And I ended up feeling like I was a freak
So I found some wine and something to eat
And I talked to a dog to pass the time
Told myself Im doing fine,
Its just a virus of the mind
Its just a virus of the mind
Yeah Im pretty happy living in my own sweet time Im pretty happy
And I dont need your virus of the mind
Its in the deep of your soul
Its on the tip of your tongue
Its the feeling you get when you feel young
Its in the sound of the beat
Its in the base of your spine
Its in your gut reaction, yeah every time
But they tell you what you should have,
They tell you who you should be
Its in the picturesand ads and in the magazines
Im kicking it off like a bug in the breeze
cause is anyone out there inside me?
I said is anyone out there inside me?
I say is anyone?
song performed by by Heather Nova
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Short Story of the HIV
A Retrovirus threatens man,
Whose youth dare risk their lives sometime,
By indulging in unsafe sex,
Earlier in life than expected!
The young adults affected, die
Early in life, than most others!
Their partners get the virions,
Through heterosex and homosex!
Some get the virus through blood route:
Infected blood, I V drug use;
Some mothers pass virus to babes
Through placental route, while in womb!
The virus once within body
Enter immunocytic types
And replicate within such cells,
And killing them, before they leave!
Avoid then, getting the disease;
Use condoms to make sex safer;
Be faithful to your life-partner;
Don’t share needles if drug-user!
There is no cure for this disease –
A chronic one that surely kills!
ART early can contain
The viral growth and slacken spread!
A proper vaccine is ideal,
If made without any delay;
But making it is not easy,
As virus genes can change make-up!
And victims die of infections
Opportunistic and severe;
Most suffer from Tuberculosis,
And tumors that can kill them fast!
’Tis sad to see the victim melt
To just a skeleton skin-clad;
The virus spares no one on earth
Who performs sex immorally!
Awareness has been created;
Discrimination still abates;
The infection rate is lesser;
The war on HIV goes on!
Dedicated to ‘every hero
Who aims to make AIDS, a zero! ’
By the Dean, IRT PMC,
On the occasion of the
World AIDS Day,2011
On behalf of the ‘Red Ribbon Club’
Of IRT PMC, Perundurai
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-12-11
poem by John Celes
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That Millions Do Live In Poverty
That millions do live in poverty should never be seen as okay
The gap between the haves and the have nots keeps getting bigger by the day
Everyone should have the chance to live happy a home to live in and enough for to eat
There never should be slums and ghettos and never a poverty street,
That millions are born to live in poverty and to end their hard lives in despair
Only tells us if there's a god that god favours the wealthy and that god is not very fair
To leave millions homeless and dying of malnutrition the people condemned to die poor and young
In the refugee camps of the World live the displaced, the poor and unsung,
In the age of celebrity worship the poor in millions multiply
Why millions are destined to be poor don't ask me I wouldn't know why
Even in the World's wealthiest Countries poor people are no longer rare
And millions and millions of have nots in the bigger World out there
And millions are dying of hunger and millions are doing it tough
And millions are displaced and homeless and as refugees living it rough.
poem by Francis Duggan
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On AIDS
Why get the stigma by your carelessness?
Why hold your life and that of others’ in harness?
Why spread the virus through life-saving blood?
Why pluck a flower when ’tis just a bud?
A victim like yourself, why make your spouse?
Why disturb harmony of your own house?
Why pass the virus to your new-born child?
The disease has no cure and could run wild!
The AIDS virus does not spare anyone;
The victim will meet his/ her grave quite soon;
Others around them too suffer (no less):
The curse could leave many a life in mess!
Go test your blood if you have slightest doubt;
Good change of life, counseling brings about;
Adhere to ART for life and live;
Promising future, new vaccines could give!
poem by John Celes
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While Making A Living, Also Know How To Live
We were schooled
We were disciplined
We were taught
We were examined
We were trained
We were graduated
All these aim at and help us
Making a living
Once we started enjoying
The benefits of our efforts and skills
And the price of the products
Carved off by our labour
The desire for getting more
Grows strong and stronger each day
As we feel having more
Will help us make a better living
We continue to be path of
Making our lives better
Spending most of our times
In bettering the ways of our living
Most of us have gone that far
That we spend more time in
Making a living
With no time at all to really living
This is like
Spending time in adding facilities
To your bed room
Like air conditioning it,
Changing the matresses
Adding cushion
Colouring the walls
Facelifting the room with a range of others
But having no time to sleep
It is quite similar to cooking such items
Which we cannot eat ourselves
We should have a wisdom
Where we should stop making a living further
But start really living it
While making a living,
Also know how to live it
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Why Tell Me About It I know All Too Well
Why tell me about It I know all too well
That many are living in their Earthly Hell
The hungry the homeless the poor and downtrod
They must be the children of some Lesser God.
Why tell me about it I know for the have nots life must seem unfair
So many grow poorer for every new millionaire
The scourge of poverty rife in every Race
In a fair Human World this would not be the case.
Even in so called wealthy Nations poverty does abound
Not too far from where the rich live the homeless to be found
The streets of the poor suburb a breeding ground for crime
Where many don't live to enjoy their life's prime.
Why tell me about it of course I'm aware
That the poor of the World have never been rare
And millions are living in dire poverty
In a fair Human World this would never be.
poem by Francis Duggan
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A New And A Better World
A new and a better World I may not live to see
But the time is not far distant when all people will live free
Of oppressive regimes and terrorism and greed and poverty
For all of those poor victims of capitalism who live in penury.
A new and better World may be a century away
And I for one will not be around for to celebrate that day
And though one hundred years may seem far off in time not a lengthy span
Only the life time after all of one long lived woman or man.
We may not be that far away in time when ageing people will recall
We never thought we'd live to see the day of a fair go for all
When people are not discriminated against due to their religion or race
And in human society for poverty and oppression there isn't any place.
A new and a far better World for me will come too late
For time is ever ticking and the reaper for me wait
But the day is not that distant when people in wars or of hunger will not die
And a fair go is something that all people will enjoy.
poem by Francis Duggan
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To Be The Best You Can Be Ought To Be Good Enough
There is good in most people and some in their ways kind
And amongst the egotistical greatness is a state of mind
And some very famous people towards humility inclined
But a truly perfect human being in the World you will not find
But to live as a good person is the best you can wish to be
Though with that I feel certain many would disagree
Millions daydream of wealth and fame and it would seem to me
That you will not find many people for to embrace poverty
But to be the best you can be ought to be good enough
In a Human World where millions are hungry, poor and homeless and living and sleeping rough
Always be kind to others and help those of help in need
One of the main causes of human poverty has to be human greed
Life is not an Earthly Paradise and many do live it tough
But to be the best you can be ought to be good enough.
poem by Francis Duggan
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On Reading Of The World's 100 Wealthiest People
The World's many billion people controlled by the greedy few
But to every billionaire there is there are a million who
Go to sleep weak and hungry their wasted bodies thin
For days they haven't eaten their bones showing through their skin.
The World's 100 wealthiest people their names published today
And yet the poor grow poorer it has always been this way
And the social gap keeps widening and with it inequality
And not far from where the wealthy live there's want and poverty
Not far from where the wealthy live you see social decay
The slums that reek of poverty the buildings old and gray
The sad faced mother of the slums her kids out of control
Her husband in jail for larceny and she is on the dole.
Of the World's 100 wealthiest people why should I wish to know
When poverty is rampant and the numbers of the hungry grow
If the World's wealthiest person Bill Gates fed the hungry of Sudan
I too would sing his praises and I'd say what a man.
The World's wealthiest people their names published today
But not too far from where they live there is social decay
And that they are worth billions show how greedy they must be
When millions of poor people must live in poverty.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Stories Of Hope Series #10 Escaping The Ghetto
Living in the ghettos in the big city
Rats and roaches was his company
No one to turn to, nothing to see
Living in poverty and misery.
A wife and two teenage girls is what made his world.
When he had made his wedding vows
He did not expect a change from then to now.
People losing their jobs every day
Hours being cut, and drops in pay.
He thought he had the future in his hands
But with life it’s just a scam.
From the suburbs to the ghetto streets
But he landed on his feet.
He found out that anyone can get
To the low point in life.
Where it affects him, his children, his wife.
Everything had to be put in storage
And then finally sold.
His furniture, his personal possessions
And what ever gold.
Surrounded by so many people in the same boat
He had to find a way to stay afloat.
He found other people who felt the same as he
And was tired of living in this poverty.
They decided to pool their monies every week
A new way of living they would seek.
They decided that abandoned buildings
And homes was the way to go.
And recognition the banks would soon know.
Every house and building they redid
With pride and care, and with the community
Their work they’d share.
Soon the entire community started
To take pride, and real estate they
Started to buy.
Now this community is the best around
Better homes can not be found.
HOPE, LOVE, PRIDE, DETERMINATION
Made this fantastic creation.
If they can do it, so can you
You just have to follow through.
Not many people do get out.
But this is what HOPE,
and DETERMINATION is all about.
poem by Louis Rams
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The World's One Hundred Wealthiest
The World's many billion people controlled by the greedy few
But to every billionaire there is there are a million who
Go to sleep weak and hungry their wasted bodies thin
For days they have not eaten their bones showing through
their skin.
The world's one hundred wealthiest people their names published today
And yet the poor grow poorer it has always been this way
And the social gap keeps widening and with it inequality
And not far from where the wealthy live there's want and poverty.
Not far from where the wealthy live you see social decay
The slums that reek of poverty the buildings old and gray
The sad faced mother of the slums her kids out of control
Her husband in jail for larceny and she is on the dole.
Of the world's one hundred wealthiest people why should I wish to know?
When poverty is rampant and the numbers of the hungry grow
If the world's wealthiest person Bill Gates fed the hungry of Sudan
I too would sing his praises and I'd say what a man.
The world's weaalthiest people their names published today
But not too far from where they live there is social decay
And that they are worth billions show how greedy they must be
When millions of poor people must live in poverty.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Bring Em Back Alive
I was on my way
To the center of the sun
When I lost my wings
And I fell into the crowd
And they carried me
To a hole in the ground
And they burried me
Where no one can see
And no one would be around
I
I am a virus
I
I live in silence
I
I was on my way
To a city in the clouds
When I lost my mind
And I had to settle down
Then I had a dream
Of an island in the sea
Where the lepers die
Where no one survives
Where no one can hear there cries
I
I am a virus
I
I live in silence
I
Just like heathens thinking on our feat
Believe in god
Were one step
Two step
Three steps towards the graveyards
Hello to the memory
It seems that we forgot
I
I am a virus
I
I live in silence
I
I live in silence
Si...el...ence...
song performed by by Audioslave
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Disorganization
Let's get out !!
get the body out
get the nation out
get the way out
Virus, Sludge, Endorphin, Nihilism
Let's get out !!
get the brain out
get the sex out
get the word out
Virus, Suicide, Execution, Nirvana
Let's get out !!
get the blood out
get the gene out
get the world out
Virus, Scrap, Panic, Catastrophe
song performed by by Zeni Geva
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We Need More Love And Understanding Of Others
We need more love and understanding of others in the World we live in today
Materialism and greed for money is the cause of spiritual decay
The gap between the haves and the have nots keeps widening and too many live in poverty
How can you feel love if you are hungry and homeless love doesn't bloom amongst penury
There are millions of angry people in the bigger World out there
And who can blame them for feeling unloved and of hope living in despair
They become poorer whilst a minority grow wealthier life on them is not very fair
Without food the body does not survive one cannot live entirely on air
The wealthy keep on getting wealthier money makes more money as some do say
The greed of some gives rise to poverty for others it does seem for to be this way
Some waste food the bounty of Nature whilst many don't have food to eat
The great gifts of love and understanding of others are strangers to poverty street
And the wealthy as ever growing wealthier in their case it is much wants more
In a World where millions are growing poorer the people we tend to ignore.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Poverty, And Ignorance!
one of the most infuriating
things i've ever read inferred
that people live in poverty
because they are ignorant!
the majority of people living
in poverty are there because
they are the victims of human greed.
call it what you want....
when too few have too much,
the many do without.
we are not so ignorant as to
accept your blatent assumptions!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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This Life Can Be A Battle
This life can be a battle most live from day to day
And for billions of people 'tis uphill all of the way
Yet the longer that we do live the sooner we will die
And in life not everyone is equal unless you believe the lie
That everyone is born equal though with that I can't agree
That does seem patronizing talk or so 'twould seem to me
So many living in poverty and of hope in despair
Believe me 'tis a rat race in the bigger World out there
This life can be a battle for the billions in poverty
You cannot tell these people about equality
Since they would not listen to you in life they struggle on
And any hope of happiness from them seems to be gone
This life can be a battle life's uphill road is steep
And many homeless people without a bed on which to sleep.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Inequalities in the world
So much corruption,
so much hurt,
so much pain going on in the world,
so many people are treated unequally,
they haven't heard of equality,
they're exploited for everything they have a way of living from,
and we see the poverty infront of our eyes,
but it seems however hard we try,
it's always worse than before,
all these bloodthirsty wars,
pulverising our morals,
corrupting our purified souls,
grinding away at our faith,
discrimination progressing,
slowly generates hate,
predjudice blossoming angrilly on a dead tree,
so many people,
so many lives,
so many children are blatantly deprived,
so much greed,
so much is unfair,
we need to pull together for their welfare,
so many families struggling to survive,
all of these people have difficult lives,
yet we're complaining about working from nine till five,
if we swapped lives,
we wouldn't survive,
so why don't we realise,
that they're so many people,
so much of them are deprived?
We need to work together,
work as a team,
we can make this better,
we can make the world gleam.
poem by Emily Summers
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