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When will our consciences grow so tender that we will act to prevent human misery rather than avenge it?

quote by Eleanor Roosevelt
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Let Me Avenge Satan

Let me avenge Satan,
For tempting me all life;
He is the big Liar,
Who brought me all my strife.

Let me avenge Satan,
For accusing mankind;
He gives false promises,
And confuses each mind.

Let me avenge Satan,
For misleading all souls;
His craftiness is clear,
And wily are his roles.

Let me avenge Satan,
For giving me my woes;
He’s the fallen angel,
The Chief among my foes.

Let me avenge Satan,
For goading me to sin;
He‘s the source of evil,
Against whom I must win.

Let me avenge Satan,
For giving bad advice;
He is my betrayer,
Who lures all into vice.

Let me avenge Satan,
For setting snares for me;
He waits to ambush me
In my iniquity.

Let me avenge Satan,
For making my eyes dim;
And raising doubts in me,
And turning my life grim.

Let me avenge Satan,
For causing wars on earth;
And spreading hatred great,
Amongst siblings since birth.

Let me avenge Satan,
For telling just untruth; ;
And tempting Eve to eat,
The God-forbidden fruit.

Let me avenge Satan,
For goading Cain to kill
His brother dear Abel,
And keeping not God’s will.

Let me avenge Satan.
For tempting Lord Jesus,
After forty-days’ fast,
And thwarting mankind’s bliss.

Let me avenge Satan,
For taking souls to hell,
God made for all devils,
And angels all who fell.

poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Nature Is More Powerful

Who can prevent the clouds from sailing past,
Across the Moon’s most splendid, golden face?
Who can prevent the wind from blowing fast,
Across the treeless, sandy desert’s place?

Who can prevent the ocean’s rising tre, nd
The endless dashing waves upon the shore?
Who can prevent the scorching Sun or bend,
The Sunbeam’s from striking the earth before?

All nature’s ways are far from man’s control;
The human race is one in her eyesight;
To reset Nature should not be man’s goal;
Nature is kind and does things always right.

’Tis man who builds his walls between neighbors!
A heart of envy, malintent harbors.

poem by John Celes
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What If

I can't find the rhyme in all my reason
Lost sense of time and all seasons
Feel I've been beaten down
By the words of men who have no grounds
Can't sleep beneath the trees of wisdom
When your ax has cut the roots that feed them
Forked tongues in bitter mouths
Can drive a man to bleed from inside out

What if you did?
What if you lied?
What if I avenge?
What if eye for an eye?

I've seen the wicked fruit of your vine
Destroy the man who lacks a strong mind
Human pride sings a vengeful song
Inspired by the times you've been walked on
My stage is shared by many millions
Who lift their hands up high because they feel this
We are one We are strong
The more you hold us down the more we press on

What if you did?
What if you lied?
What if I avenge?
What if eye for an eye?

[Guitar Break]

I know I can't hold the hate inside my mind
'Cause what consumes your thoughts controls your life
So I'll just ask a question
A lonely simple question
I'll just ask one question
What if? What if?
What if? What if?
What If I?

What if? What if?
What if? What if?
What If I?

What if you did?
What if you lied?
What if I avenge?
What if eye for an eye?

What if your words could be judged like a crime?

What if? What if?
What if? What if?
What If I?

song performed by by Creed from Human Clay
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Im Only Happy When It Rains

Im only happy when it rains
Im only happy when its complicated
And though I know you cant appreciate it
Im only happy when it rains
You know I love it when the news is bad
And why it feels so good to feel so sad
Im only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
I feel good when things are going wrong
I only listen to the sad, sad songs
Im only happy when it rains
I only smile in the dark
My only comfort is the night gone black
I didnt accidentally tell you that
Im only happy when it rains
Youll get the message by the time Im through
When I complain about me and you
Im only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down
You can keep me company
As long as you dont care
Im only happy when it rains
You wanna hear about my new obsession?
Im riding high upon a deep depression
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me ...

song performed by by Garbage
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Sweet Misery

Oh, sweet misery
why don't you join me for the day
come out, come out
where ever you are
I figured we come out and play
sweet misery, sweet misery
I need you now more then ever
you left without a warning
I thought we'd always stay together
oh, sweet misery
is it time for hide and seek?
I'm looking for you
searching for you
but you won't make a peep
Sweet misery, sweet misery
don't give me a tough time
I just want to keep you forever
treat you just like you're mines
Oh, sweet misery
do you know you're all i have?
You just lead the way
I'll follow your path
Sweet misery, sweet misery
I can't go on with out you
are you giving up on me?
you know you're not allowed to
Oh, sweet misery
Yes, you have arrived
I knew you'd never leave me
I forgot to look inside.

poem by Vanessa Mercado
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Wherefore for the public interest and benefit of human society it is requisite that the highest obligations possible should be laid upon the consciences of men.

quote by Isaac Barrow
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The final causes, then, of compassion are to prevent and to relieve misery.

quote by Joseph Butler
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Almost Human

Ahh, ha
Im almost human, cant help feelin strange
The moon is out, I think Im gonna change
Youre so smooth and tender, a living, breathing dream
Ive got to have you, baby, Im listenin for your scream
Im almost human, Im almost a man
Im almost human, ooh
Im almost human, baby please dont run away
cause wherever you run, Ill be a scream away
Im very hungry and youre what Im thinkin of
Ooh baby, baby, baby, so hungry for your love
Im almost human, oh, almost a man
Im almost human, whoo
Im very hungry and youre what Im thinkin of
Ooh baby, baby, baby, so hungry for your love
Im almost human, Im almost a man
Im almost human, Im almost human
Im almost human, Im almost human
Im almost human, almost, almost, almost a man
Im almost human
Almost, almost, almost, almost, almost, almost human
Im almost human, Im almost human
Im almost human, almost a man
Im almost human, almost, almost, almost
Im almost human

song performed by by Kiss
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Misery

This time I won't take you back
Somethings come into you
This time I'm gonna breathe a breath
Walking on down the road
I could never promise that you'd never be lonely
But as long as we're together, We could all end up happy
Misery, Lo do do do do
Last night I got off the fence
'Cause I wont be a fool
This side the grass is greener than
The garden that I used to grow
Walking on down the road
I could never promise that you'd never be lonely
But as long as we're together, We could all end up happy
Misery, Lo do do do do
Misery, Misery
I could never promise that you'd never be lonely
But as long as we're together, We could all end up happy
Misery
Oh
Lo do do do do
Misery, Misery
This time I wont take you back
'Cause I wont be the fool

song performed by by Hanson
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The Litanies Of Satan

O you, the most knowing, and loveliest of Angels,
a god fate betrayed, deprived of praises,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
O, Prince of exile to whom wrong has been done,
who, vanquished, always recovers more strongly,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
You who know everything, king of the underworld,
the familiar healer of human distress,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
You who teach even lepers, accursed pariahs,
through love itself the taste for Paradise,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
O you who on Death, your ancient true lover,
engendered Hope – that lunatic charmer!
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
You who grant the condemned that calm, proud look
that damns a whole people crowding the scaffold,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
You who know in what corners of envious countries
a jealous God hid those stones that are precious,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
You whose clear eye knows the deep caches
where, buried, the race of metals slumbers,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
You whose huge hands hide the precipice,
from the sleepwalker on the sky-scraper’s cliff,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
You who make magically supple the bones
of the drunkard, out late, who’s trampled by horses,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
You who taught us to mix saltpetre with sulphur
to console the frail human being who suffers,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
You who set your mark, o subtle accomplice,
on the forehead of Croesus, the vile and pitiless,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
You who set in the hearts and eyes of young girls
the cult of the wound, adoration of rags,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
The exile’s staff, the light of invention,
confessor to those to be hanged, to conspirators,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!
Father, adopting those whom God the Father
drove in dark anger from the earthly paradise,
O Satan, take pity on my long misery!

poem by Charles Baudelaire
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Only Happy Whem It Rains

Im only happy when it rains
Im only happy when its complicated
And though I know you cant appreciate it Im only happy when it rains
You know I love it when the news is bad
And why it feels so good to feel so sad
Im only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down...pour your misery down on me pour your misery down...pour your misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
I feel good when things are going wrong
I only listen to the sad sad songs
Im only happy when it rains
I only smile in the dark
My only comfort is the night gone black
I didnt accidentally tell you that
Im only happy when it rains
Youll get the message by the time Im through when I complain about me and you
Im only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down...pour your misery down on me pour your misery down...pour your misery down on me pour your misery down...pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
You can keep me company as long as you dont care
Im only happy when it rains
You wanna hear about my new obsession
Im riding high upon a deep depression
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me

song performed by by Garbage
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Misery

Misery
By: Adam M. Snow

Here I am alone in somber;
as I rest calmly here in my chamber.
Suddenly there rose a clatter;
for I hear it calling out to me;
'Who's there that my eyes cannot see? '
I said as the voices replied,
'Misery is me, I am your misery.'

I rose from my slumber;
with haste of morning ember;
to be stopped by an essence of me.
'How can this be? ' I said. 'Truly it can't be me.'
This is too real even for a dream;
truly it cant even be a ream.
'So who are you to be a reflection of me? '
Thus he replied, 'I am your misery.'

He said he is my misery;
if that is the case how can that be?
for I've held this pain in for so long;
that I do not know what went wrong;
for I am also numb,
weary, dreary, and some;
for I know not what would become of me;
if I was to set it free.
For I know now that this will be the end of me;
to be killed by my own misery.

I reach deeply within myself letting loose of my feelings;
as my misery whispered in my ear; he said, 'Your time is near.'
Must this be, for I feel that I'm not ready?
For all the things that I have done, I am truly sorry.
This is truly the end of me;
thus my last words be,
'Misery is me, I am my misery.'

poem by Adam M. Snow
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Demo Crazy. We are fools..

What is hardship, when it has the degree,
What is that degree, which we have to agree,
I say that I work hard and suffer,
you may say that you feel better,
someone say that their life is a misery,
sufferers keep quiet and it is Irony.
Those who are homeless and penniless,
left on the road sides to be vagrants.
These vagrants have no idea,
that they have the right to plea,
thousands on the first world and
millions on the third world, but
churning stomachs prevent them
from executing their rights.
How docile they are,
to suffer in silence,
They are better than a silent lamb,
for they endure their entire life.
As long as we follow Adam Smith,
As long as we believe in demo crazy,
As long as we are ignorant of pain,
That our fellow human go through,
this world may belong to the rich and powerful,
Let us make sure every man on street,
has the right to live his life humanly.
Let us be the human to understand
this sickness of ignorance.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Tender Is The Night

Between the darkness on the street
And the houses filling up with light
Between the stillness in my heart
And the roar of the approaching night
Somebodys calling after somebody
Somebody turns the corner out of sight
Looking for somebody
Somewhere in the night
Tender is the night
When you hold your baby tight
Tender are the motions, tender is the night
Between a life that we expected
And the way its always been
I cant walk back in again
After the way we fight
When just outside there are people laughing
Living lives we used to lead
Chasing down the love they need
Somewhere in the night
Tender is the night
And the benediction of the neon light
Tender are the hunters, tender is the night
Youre gonna want me tonight
When youre ready to surrender
Forget about whos right
When youre ready to remember
Its another world at night
When youre ready to be tender
Tender, tender tender...
And in the hard light of an angry sun
No one remembers what was said or done
Tender are the words they choose
You win, I win, we lose
Tender
Tender is the night
Tender
The benediction of the neon light
Tender
Tender are the hunters
Tender is the night
When they hold each other tight
Tender
Tender are the undercover
Tender
The stranger and the secret lover
Tender
Tender are the motions
Tender is the night
When you hold your baby tight
Tender, tender tender...

song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Misery One O One

there is this philosophy
(and i assure you it is adopted by many
perhaps,
without their knowing it) that-

when we make ourselves miserable
people who are miserable
(and the majority is miserable
for quite long)
...will love you for it, since you are like a fallen angel
from up there
and here you are without wings and muddy and bruised
and very much like all of them
and now
with them.

they will love you for this misery
and since you have not really experienced true love
(since you feel that you are abandoned
and molested by whom, how do i know?)
you accept
love in misery
misery loving another misery
misery that seeks company
and here is company....

and so look at this paradox of you
(you do not deserve this, but you choose it just the same)

happy, so happy, in the midst of miserable people
wallowing in misery

the big house in the exclusive millionaire's row
where you once lived
waits for you

you can be there anytime you want
as you still immerse in that feigned misery

Misery 101.
They will give you a grade for that.

Have fun.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Grow Old

I grow old I should feel the cold

I grow old I should have grey hair

I grow old I should sit and stare

I grow old I should have false teeth

I grow old I should have poor sight

I grow old I should forget to write

I grow old I should have aches and pains

I grow old I should 'stroll down memory lane'

I grow old I should walk with a stick

But as I grow old I KICK ASS!

And that's about it!

poem by Yvette Smith
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The Misery Of Others

there is fun when one talks
about the misery of other people,
there is joy in the realization
that others' miseries are
far greater than yours,
there is this celebration
of lesser pains,
there is this misery in us
in not grieving for the misery
of those whom we have
not known so well,
those whose beatings of the
heart are slowing,

we do not think that we also
slowly die upon the death of
another

we have not seen such link
between our misery and theirs

it is the thin line that divides
the true man from the least of the
the animal kingdom

there is this comfort
that the worm cannot say anything

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Human Or a Soul?

What were we first, a human or a soul?
Humans age, die and then grow old.
Souls incarnate in form and never by itself grow old.
Why not make laws that help the soul grow,
not keep us in bondage in the human form.
All revolutions of mankind in controlled kingdoms,
where because the soul was stuck and needed it’s freedom.
Why not learn more about how a Highly Evolved Being would act,
Look at how they behave, think and live in a pack.
Why on our planet we need a new cultural story,
One that makes united as a people in all it’s glory.
Not this wasted time on wars and horror stories.

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Human Or a Soul?

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Tender Only To One

Tender only to one
Tender and true
The petals swing
To my fingering
Is it you, or you, or you?

Tender only to one
I do not know his name
And the friends who fall
To the petals’ call
May think my love to blame.

Tender only to one
This petal holds a clue
The face it shows
But too well knows
Who I am tender to.

Tender only to one,
Last petal’s latest breath
Cries out aloud
From the icy shroud
His name, his name is Death.

poem by Stevie Smith
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Related quotes

Let Me Avenge Satan

Sonnet: Nature Is More Powerful

What If

Im Only Happy When It Rains

Sweet Misery

Almost Human

Misery

The Litanies Of Satan

Only Happy Whem It Rains

Misery

Demo Crazy. We are fools..

Tender Is The Night

Misery One O One

I Grow Old

The Misery Of Others

Human Or a Soul?

Human Or a Soul?

Tender Only To One

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