You're born. You suffer. You die. Fortunately, there's a loophole.
quote by Billy Graham
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A man can be saved and not believe in the Doctrines of Grace...but he must be a very proud man. Unknown-but if you know who said it, please tell me You're born. You suffer. You die. Fortunately, there's a loophole.
quote by William Franklin Billy Graham
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Taught To Fear And Suffer
Taught not born,
To hate.
Taught not born,
To fear.
Taught not born,
To discriminate.
And taught not born,
To jeer.
Taught not born,
To give.
Taught not born,
To take.
Taught not born to be of benefit to others.
But many bigots interfere...
With an infliction of their insecurities,
That smother one another.
Some are taught they are better than most human beings.
With a stunting of their own growth,
In isolated dreams.
And then their are those who confront others,
With obvious legitimate needs.
Ultimately to suffer from these misdeeds.
Taught not born,
To hate.
Taught not born,
To fear.
Taught not born,
To discriminate.
And taught not born,
To jeer.
Taught to greed selfishly!
Taught to deceive and steal like thieves!
And taught to cheat to succeed...
No matter who does the suffering and bleeds.
Taught to fear and suffer.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Fear.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Suffering,
Inflicted.
As a right to incite and ignite,
Fear!
Taught to fear and suffer.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Fear.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Suffering,
Inflicted.
As a right to incite and ignite,
Fear!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Born with Pride
Born with pride
When she was born,
She never cried
Born with dreams
Pretty eyes open wide
Born without tears
No lies to seek or hide
Born without fears,
On her beautiful little mind
Born to live
to love to give
To suffer to loose
Everything
Born with pride
Died in vain
Agony and pain
Hurt and shame
The lady had died
Her baby was born
With no pride
And with nothing
On his side
poem by Mitwaly Osman
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Confusion The Waitress
She said you can do anything you want.
She said you can be with anyone.
She said you can go anywhere you want
She said.
She said you can say anything you need.
She said you can be anywhere you feel.
She said just pick up the phone.
(confusion the waitress.)
She said dont go dark on me again.
She said.
She said the silence in the silence
I see you my confidence
She said.
She said loophole how are you.
She said oh no once again the superstar.
She said he loves you but can you name me his children.
She said oh the God you lost again.
She said the colour of your boyfriend.
She said get out of bed. answer the phone.
She said in the belly of st pauls again.
She said goodyear rubber man.
She said Im smiling with the sun.
She said two years is a small price.
She said loophole. how are you.
She said once again the superstar.
She said look at the size of it.
She said.
She said you can do anything you want.
She said you can be with anyone.
She said you can go anywhere you want
She said.
She said you can say anything you need.
She said you can be anywhere you feel.
She said just pick up the phone.
song performed by by Underworld
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Fortunate, Unfortunate
He was
Not unfortunate
But unfortunately
He could not get
What he desired
Unfortunately
What he desired?
Was unachievable
Nobody advised him so
His failure turned into
Misery
Unfortunately
He started to think
He cannot do anything
Fortunately
He met an old saint
Who told him?
To do
What he can do best
He tried and tried
Till he got success
Fortunately
His misery ended
Unfortunately
He did not thank
The old man
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Born To Be Loved By You
Borne again.
Because have you at just being borne again.
At last I feel that Im alive and more.
This is the moment Ive waited for.
Born to be loved by you.born to be loved by you.
Born to walk with you.born to talk with you.
I was born for you.
Born to be with you, only you.
Born to be loved by you.
Born for you, born for you baby.
Born for you, born for you baby.
Born for you, born to be loved by you
(you and only you) born to be with only you.
I look at you and all at once I know that dreams come true.
For there you are the other part of me.
I have found my destiny.
Born to be loved by you.born to be loved by you.
Right or wrong for you.weak or strong for you.
Faithful or untrue
Born chained forever and far beyond.
Born to be loved by you and only you
No one else will do.
Heart and soul,born to be loved
Born to be loved.born to be loved by you.
(you and only you,born to be with only you)
Born for you.born for you baby.
Born for you.born for you baby.
Born for you, born for you baby..
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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I Suffer The Night
I suffer the night
When it's time to face my sadness
And all I can do is cry
I suffer the night
When I struggle to find rest
Knowing in the morning I must rise
I suffer the night
When alone in the darkness
I wonder why I am alive
I suffer the night
When I succumb to blackness
And finally stop asking why
I suffer the night
As it battles my mind
And my spirit slowly dying
I suffer the night
As I reach for the light
And pray that my death be kind
poem by Sonya Florentino
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Why Dont You Try
Why dont you try to do without him?
Why dont you try to live alone?
Do you really need his hands for your passion?
Do you really need his heart for your throne?
Do you need his labour for your baby?
Do you need his beast for the bone?
Do you need to hold a leash to be a lady?
I know youre going to make, make it on your own.
Why dont your try to forget him?
Just open up your dainty little hand.
You know this life is filled with many sweet companions,
Many satisfying one-night stands.
Do you want to be the ditch around a tower?
Do you want to be the moonlight in his cave?
Do you want to give your blessing to his power
As he goes whistling past his daddy, past his daddys grave.
Id like to take you take you to the ceremony,
Well, that is if I remember the way.
You see jack and jill theyre going to join their misery,
Im afraid its time for everyone to pray.
You can see theyve finally taken cover,
Theyre willing, yeah theyre willing to obey.
Their vows are difficult, theyre for each other,
So let nobody put a loophole, a loophole in their way.
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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There 'Is' a Tremendous Difference
Somebody's always finding,
Something to open minds.
A gap, a crack or crevice,
That knits a loophole!
Found discovered and it is told.
Some regret these found connections,
Of existing loopholes known.
And many angry get more bitter,
Just because those loopholes...
Expose and show what no one knows.
Some regret these found connections,
Of existing loopholes known.
And many angry get more bitter,
Just because those loopholes...
Expose and show what no one knows.
As opening eyes break down closed doors.
Who's whistle blew to undo the knots,
With a snooping through those loopholes.
Who sat and watched the loopholes drop...
To expose and show those loopholes.
Those existing loopholes found,
Could ground the ones who boldly hold...
Amongst themselves maintained control.
Somebody's always finding,
Something to open minds.
A gap, a crack or crevice,
That knits a loophole!
Found discovered and it is told.
Those existing loopholes found,
Could ground the ones who boldly hold...
Amongst themselves maintained control.
And rarely does a loophole drop,
To unload what comes from poopholes!
There 'is' a tremendous difference.
Depending on one's choice of perception.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Was Not When You Were Born, You Were Old When I Was Born
I was not when you were born,
You were old when I was born.
You regret that I was late born,
I regret that you were early born.
I was not when you were born,
You were old when I was born.
I wished to have been born together,
We could enjoy our time together.
You were not when I was born,
I was old when you were born.
I was so far away from you,
You were so distant from me.
You were not when I was born,
I was old when you were born.
I’d become a flower-seeking butterfly,
And sleep on the fragrant grass every night.
poem by by unknown author
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The Finding
With my right hand I caress the keys
and create a melody.
With my left hand I find the chords
to caress the melody.
And slowly it comes to life
and becomes a part of me.
It's like a child I've adopted
and nourished with my soul.
And I think before it was born
a part of me was not whole.
I hear these themes. They play in my head
like a revolving loophole.
They bring me peace and now I know
what was missing for so long.
To deny the music in my heart
was so terribly wrong.
I will not deny it anymore
for I've found where I belong.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The wish to hurt, the momentary intoxication with pain, is the loophole through which the pervert climbs into the minds of ordinary men.
quote by Jacob Bronowski
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One Way Or The Other
When someone over compensates,
With an opinion...
That is stated to instigate.
And stirs to irritation...
Both discomfort and continued debate!
And all that is wished...
Is someone who is willing to give and take.
In a relationship that begins not ends,
In a bottomless abyss...
Unforgiving and not able to bend,
With a mending!
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
Or...
A releasing of the beast inside that feeds the heat!
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
When someone over compensates,
With an opinion...
That is stated to instigate.
And stirs to irritation...
Both discomfort and continued debate!
And all that is wished...
Is someone who is willing to give and take.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Are They Invisible?
Those lean legs of them,
pedaling for a living,
not tens and hundreds,
that pedal in Waikiki.
Those thin body of them,
hunch to push forward,
A few are sculptured,
The Gyms are not the reason.
The lungis, all are soiled,
torn and battered as the owners,
The shiny body sweat,
but they are not sun bathing.
Four hundred thousand rickshaw pullers,
in one part of the world,
struggle to carry the passengers,
what the Tubes of the rich nations do.
Human are not born to suffer,
still we let them to suffer.
Human are not born to lavish,
still we lavish on their sweat.
If at all economics has the conscience,
how can we justify the cheap labor,
exploited nations, wisdom of monopoly,
and a few billion invisible poor? .
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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I Still Have Fear Getting Out Of The Circle
i am staying
i finally tell myself
there is no sense going out of the circle
the comfort of its radius
being in
for the rest of my life
inside i may suffer
i may bleed in silence
but i live and i can still do what i can
to ease the pain
i have seen you
leave the circumference
you shout at first
you are free
then you suffer alone
in agony
then you die
then no one remembers
no one really cares
no one understands completely
us, how we both suffer
inside and outside us
how we suffer everywhere
how we live how we die
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Born To Rule
Lay down your arms this night
Surrender to the power
Embracing your metal heart
On your final walk through the snow
A hammer made of steel
From the river of blood
With magic, forged in flames
Delusions, a curse of the damned
What do you see?
Imaginary visions or reality
When you're free
Then you'll see that you are bound to rule
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever more
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever
The revolution forced us all to heed the final call
And if tomorrow never comes
Then we will strike the hammer down
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever more
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever
Forever, forever Rule!
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Born To Run
I see the light
of a thousand lamps
burning in your eyes
Still I have to turn away
for you to stay alive
'Cause I was born to run
I was born to run
I was born to run
I was born to run run run
Security had a hold on me
I had a thousand friends
But reality wasn't told to me
And I found out in the end
'Cause I was born to run
I was born to run
I was born to run
I was born to run run run
song performed by by Neil Young
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Which Disease You Suffer From?
Those who are having an obsession
to make their bodies thin suffer
from, 'Anorexia Nervosa'.
Those who are having an obsession
to make their bodies muscular suffer
from, 'Bigorexia Nervosa'.
Those who are having an obsession
to make their bodies perfect
suffer from, 'Athletica Nervosa'.
Those who are preoccupied with an
imaginary defect of their body
suffer from, Body Dysmorphic Disorder”.
Those who love their bodies
while yelling, “To hell with the world”
suffer from, “Narcissistic Disorder”.
Those who refuse to take care
of bodies while shouting, ” To hell with it”
suffer from, 'Diogenes Syndrome'.
Hey! Buddy, Which disease you suffer from?
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
05/05/2009
poem by Hitesh Sheth
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