When I started walking and I looked down and I saw on the floor this water, which looked like, you know, water in your basement except it happened to be in the auxiliary building of a nuclear power plant.
quote by William Scranton
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Earthquakes Unleash Nuclear Rain
in an earthquake
nuclear power plants
are going to sway
relax if you like
your nuclear plant has not
been hit today
but on this be clear
an unprecedented season
vast global earthquakes
are coming for you
a season of nuclear flu
is sweeping over horizon
wave of radiation leaks
going atmospheric will rain
earthquake waves sweeping erupting
nuclear power security codes creaking
nuclear power rods radioactive rattling
water protective coolant water leaking
nuclear power rods mass now melting
beware devastating nuclear flu coming
A Great Season
of earthquakes
is now coming.
The last Christian
global revivals
before the rapture
before tribulation
before the second
coming is coming.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Togetherness was the goal
One day in the morning
It was cold and I was shivering
Enjoying the beauty
Of the snowy Mountain
Sun started rising
Bringing heat and light beaming
Snow started melting
Water started trickling
Down to the River
Flowing in the Plains
Slowly it mingled
With the water in the River
The water looked one
It wasn’t possible to Separate
Water from the Snow
And
Water from the River
Like lovers with two hearts,
One Soul
Togetherness was the Goal
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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4. Elements – Water
Water an elemental
Water a fundamental
Building block of life
Water of Life
Water of Death
Water in all religions
Water in all living things
Water in all countries
Water also used for barter
No life without water
No rife with water
No respect for water
Willful neglect of water
Water, for cooking
Water, for cleaning
Water, for drinking
Water, for living
Water, for dying
Water is the same
In all languages
Water is the same
To all living beings
poem by Anand Dixit
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I Looked At You
i looked at you,
and saw the fugitive
in my mirror.
i looked at me,
and saw the child in you.
i looked at God,
and saw the stranger waiting.
i looked at the stranger,
and saw my brother in need.
i looked at freedom,
and saw the bars of the cell.
i looked at the bars,
and saw my spirit walk free.
i looked at anger,
and saw forgiveness waiting.
i looked at forgiveness,
and saw the hands of love.
i looked at my body,
and saw the bird leaving the nest.
i looked at the nest,
and saw a world made of straw.
i looked at today,
and saw the scars of yesterday.
i looked at yesterday,
and saw the dawning of tomorrow.
i looked at the seed,
and saw the plant in fullness.
i looked at fullness,
and saw emptiness the seed.
i looked at you...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Once by the Pacific
The shattered water made a misty din.
Great waves looked over others coming in,
And thought of doing something to the shore
That water never did to land before.
The clouds were low and hairy in the skies,
Like locks blown forward in the gleam of eyes.
You could not tell, and yet it looked as if
The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff,
The cliff in being backed by continent;
It looked as if a night of dark intent
Was coming, and not only a night, an age.
Someone had better be prepared for rage.
There would be more than ocean-water broken
Before God's last Put out the light was spoken.
poem by Robert Frost
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And also, we are providing, you know, a nuclear power plant in the north, two light water systems, so some 4 or 5 billion dollars we are providing to meet with North Korean requests on the condition North Korea will not produce a nuclear weapon.
quote by Kim Dae Jung
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On a Winter Morning It Was Raining
On a winter
Morning
It was raining
Under a colorful
Umbrella
she was walking
From her face
Drops of water
Trickling
Cold breeze
Increased her
Shivering
Her teeth clattering
Feet soaked in water
Every step she took
Splashed it more
Wetting her shoes
Again and again
She was eager
To reach home
Anxiety increasing
More and more
No sign of the rain
Stopping
She started cursing
The rain and the weather
No sooner
She reached home
The downpour
Stopped
She looked at the skies
With inquiring eyes
As if asking
Why it didn't stop?
When she was
Walking
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Black in the Water
there's black in the water
and no one can see it but me
I am the only one to blame
pouring my heart out so carelessly
there's black in the water
though it started out clear
its light turned to darkness
in the course of a year
you put in the promises
broken and never remembered
you added the hurtful words
I so silently surrendered
you discarded your lies
and when you looked back
the water, it spiraled
your mistakes turned it black
there's black in the water
the happiness will sink
but I'm used to the color
so I'm tempted to drink
my pain overcomes me,
that I always knew
but there's black in the water
still invisible to you
poem by Jade Leven
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Tepco Trying To Fix Cracks In Their Nuclear Reactor
Tepco reported “high levels of radioactive substances
in water that leaked from a hole near the reactor
leading to the sea” tepco tokyo electric power co
nuclear power plant in Japan multi radioactive breaches
advancing half a league, half a league, half a league
onward, all into the Pacific Ocean sweeps
nuclear radiation, but now we have permission to
pump 10,000 tons of problem only oh so slightly
radioactive water slightly radioactive water
hardly inspiring with detailed scientific accuracy
oh must be all okay then a little arsenic with your tea
how about a nice invigorating swim why dismayed
not tho’ the public knew scientists had blundered
public not to make reply public not to reason why
Tepco said it had detected cracks in an 8-inch hole
of concrete that holds power cables close to reactor
unit 2 the one serving up nuclear stew for me for you
Tepco is trying to fix the hole in their nuclear reactor
this might explain repeated high levels of radioactivity
found in offshore sea water but then again it might not
it might be coming from oh any of many plant cracks
using coloured dyes we try to track leak radioactivity
first we pour in concrete to plug the hole but no
concrete will not dry in all that accumulated water
next we try paper mashe not paste water powder
we resort to using newspaper and sawdust as we try
to block pipes using a polymer mixed shredded paper
and sawdust to try to close off pipes through which
water has flowed into a cracked Fukushima concrete pit
at the Daiichi plant from where it has run into the sea
yes pouring polymeric powder, sawdust, newspaper
anything things they could think of to clog up holes
heroic efforts made by nuclear safety agency experts
brains clogging up holes while all the world wonder’d
risking their lives nuclear workers theirs but to do or die
contaminated seawater shows illegal radiation levels at
4,000 times the legal level with no difference in amount
of water running out after they poured cement into the pit
Tepco needs to take steps to stop leaks once and for all
is stating the obvious at beleaguered nuclear power plant
battles with a radioactive water leak into the Pacific but
one regional problem in expected season of mega quakes
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Source line adaptations from ‘The Charge of the Light Brigade’ by Alfred Lord Tennyson might suggest certain symbolic comparisons for those in the know.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Christmas Day At The Bunkhouse (Fun Poem 47)
It was Christmas day at the bunkhouse
everyone had sat down for a meal
when through the door walked a goat.
He stood and looked around,
then continued to eat an artichoke.
When he finished he sat and asked for a drink,
someone got up and gave him a bowel of water.
The goat looked at the offering with disgust.
Ain’t you got anything stronger that that?
Of course, we have, came the reply.
Well pour me out some the goats said,
and put some mud in my eye.
Someone had some scotch whiskey
and took the bottle out,
then gave the goat a dram.
The goat sniffed it, and then downed it
all in one swallow.
He then asked for more
saying his legs were still hollow.
Another dram was poured
and everyone was amazed to see,
an upside down goat
drinking a bottle of scotch whiskey.
The goat drank all day
and it drank all night.
The lights went out
and the old goat went to sleep.
He dreamed of himself
floating out the door
and all the way to heaven,
but when he got there,
St Peter wouldn’t let him in.
He said God will not tolerate
any drunken old goats here,
so you had better go back
and sleep it off, Billy.
Then put up a sign on the door.
No drunken old goats allowed,
signed by you know who.
You could always try
beneath the basement floor
he’ll greet you with a smile
and a shovel,
even make you hot and warm.
The moral of this story
whether you’re a goat or a man.
Don’t drink too much;
you could end up
jumping from the frying pan
and straight into the fire,
the one that they keep burning
permanently beneath the basement floor.
poem by David Harris
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Let Sleeping Dogs Lie
A man looked down at his dog on the floor
and he wondered why
the dog was content to sleep on the floor
or wherever he would lie?
So the man got down on the floor to sleep
and found he was wide awake.
His back was sore and the rest of him
turned into one big ache.
The dog awoke and looked at the man,
then slept in the man's chair.
The man looked up at the dog and knew
that dog could sleep anywhere.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Misty Water Woman
I was driving round, as the sun went down
When I came upon a lake, the sign said misty water
And standing there, with wet and tangled hair was a girl
She said her name was bo, she was a farmers daughter
I said get in, Ill take you home, you must be cold
Misty water woman
You never get to her
Misty water woman
You never get to touch her
And feel her near
It began to storm, and our talk grew warm
Till I stopped the car outside a cold and lonely place
I said were here
But she had disappeared
And on the seat was a pool of tears
And a handkerchief of lace
I did not see her leave
I was amazed
Misty water woman
You never get to her
Misty water woman
You never get to touch her
And feel her warm
I sped into the house,
It took her father and her mother to straighten me out
What was it all about
Please let me know
She looked sad, and he looked mad
And he said, yes youre right, once we had a daughter
Her name was bo, but that was long ago
Years have gone since she drowned at misty water
And the way he took it, took me by surprise
Misty water woman
You never get to her
Misty apparition
You never get to touch her
And feel her near
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Timmy The Mole
Timmy the mole dug a winding hole
to keep his family in,
but one rainy day the water found its way
and his family had to run or swim.
As fast as they ran the water began
to touch the last one’s tail.
“You must try to run faster to avoid a disaster, ”
said Timmy, as they looked certain to fail.
They ran up a slope, which gave them some hope,
as the chasing water seemed to slow down,
but they came to a dead end and could no longer ascend,
and it looked certain that they would drown.
The moles frantically dug away, on this gloomy day
as they tried desperately to get above ground.
They saw light above and kissed each other with love,
and escaped from being drowned.
poem by Orlando Belo
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This Sad Dam
The dam is dried up and there is no water for us,
But how cam our tears flow down to fill this dam?
For the laws of mankind hangs on our necks always and,
Who will help this sad dam?
Human errors and nuclear weapons!
The first day is a working day and i need your help;
So dropp down the weapons of war and let us save this dam.
Now, get the facts straight!
It started with Eve and it is now all around us;
And the human laws have affected the water of this dam;
And now we have no water to drink from it.
This sad dam,
And of the wrtiters and the readers who came around it;
But the sayings of the hidden code of love is what we need,
Because water is really life for us all!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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When I was a kid, the disaster we worried about most was a nuclear war. That’s why we had a barrel … down in our basement, filled with cans of food and water. When the nuclear attack came, we were supposed to go downstairs, hunker down, and eat out of that barrel. Today, the greatest risk of global catastrophe doesn’t look like this. … If anything kills over 10 million people in the next few decades, it’s most likely to be a highly infectious virus rather than a war. Not missiles, but microbes.
quote by Bill Gates
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Dont Go Near The Water
Dont go near the water
Dont you think its sad
Whats happened to the water
Our waters going bad
Oceans, rivers, lakes and streams
Have all been touched by man
The poison floating out to sea
Now threatens life on land
Dont go near the water
Aint it sad
Whats happened to the water
Its going bad
Dont go near the water
Dont go near the water
Toothpaste and soap will make our oceans a bubble bath
So lets avoid an ecological aftermath
Beginning with me
Beginning with you
Dont go near the water
To do it any wrong
To be cool with the water
Is the message of this song
Lets all help the water
Right away
Do what we can and ought to
Lets start today
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Fishing at 3am
One day we drove to the Zion power plant
To go salmon fishing at 3 am
I had accompanied you on many trips
Once you dragged out a large cat fish
On this trip the wind blew
As we strode down power plant pier
You brought the fishing pole and box
But we clearly forgot boots and rain gear
The grey water splashed against the cement pylons
As you casted and casted looking for fish
After two hours time the first glimmers of light
Broke through the grey of that early spring morning
Walking back slightly defeated
We noticed a Mexican man casting
Wading in the swirling water
He pulled out a giant spring salmon
poem by Stephanie Eve Kane Arado
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One Day We Went Fishing at 3am
One day we drove to the Zion power plant
To go salmon fishing at 3 am
I had accompanied you on many trips
Once you dragged out a large cat fish
On this trip the wind blew
As we strode down power plant pier
You brought the fishing pole and box
But we clearly forgot boots and rain gear
The grey water splashed against the cement pylons
As you casted and casted looking for fish
After two hours time the first glimmers of light
Broke through the grey of that early spring morning
Walking back slightly defeated
We noticed a Mexican man casting
Wading in the swirling water
He pulled out a giant spring salmon
poem by Stephanie Eve Kane Arado
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The Tower That Ate People
There's a bump in the basement
There's a knocking on the wall
In the pumping of the pistons
I swear I heard you call
There's a bump in the basement
There's a hole in the floor
There's a guard in the garden
Locking up the door
There's a rumble in the floorboards
No shutting out the sound
And the workers down below me
Digging underground
Feel the building all around me
Like a wrap of armoured skin
But the more we are protected
The more we're trapped within
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
When you strip it right back
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
You make up what you like
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
?
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Boots
When I got out of bed this morning
a pair of boots stood on the stairs.
I don’t know to whom they belonged
or how they happened to be there.
The black boots looked large and heavy,
slightly worn, so not new or old.
The laces were long and tucked inside
and the tongue had a forward fold.
They looked really soft and comfortable,
and I couldn’t resist trying them on.
They slipped onto my feet oh so easily,
and in an instant I was up and gone.
I couldn’t do anything to stop them,
they had taken control of me.
I ran all through the day and night,
with no breakfast, dinner or tea.
I was totally exhausted and tired,
and was running in my sleep.
I awoke running along a forest path
and then up a hill so steep.
I could hear the sound of water
and ran down the riverbank.
The water wasn’t going to give way,
so I very quickly sank.
As I continued along the pebbly bottom
I very quickly ran out of breath.
My feet came out of the sodden boots
and I swam from the water’s depth.
I suppose those boots are still running
and they’re probably now out at sea.
I know that I’ll never again try on boots
that don’t belong to me.
poem by Orlando Belo
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