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I think I'm actually quite a materialistic person, I value what it takes to make a car or build a nice house. Money does change things, but how it changes people depends on how they react to it.

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Courage to Change

It takes courage to change yourself
It takes courage to reach out to someone
To admit that you can't do it by yourself.

It takes courage to change
Change the way you looked at yourself
Change the way you react to situations
Change the way you view life itself.

Change the way you look at yourself
Recognize that you are a good person
Recognize that you have needs too
Recognize that you have feelings and that you hurt.

Change the way you react to situations
Look at the other person's side, not just yours
Look at the whole picture - know that all is not as it seems
Don't prejudge because you don't want others to prejudge you.

Change the way you view life
Learn that you cannot control things
Take chances, even when you are scared
Realize that life is an adventure - treat it as such.

poem by Renee Tidmore
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Bitter Sweet Symphony

Cos its a bittersweet symphony this life...
cause its a bittersweet symphony, this life
Trying to make ends meet , youre a slave to the money then you die.
Try to make ends meet
Ill take you down the only road Ive ever been down...
Youre a slave to money then you die
You know the one that takes you to the places where all the pain lives , yeah.
Ill take you down the only road Ive ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
No change, I can change, I can change, I can change,
Where all the veins meet yeah,
But Im here in my mould , I am here in my mould.
But Im a million different people from one day to the next...
No change, I can change
I cant change my mould , no,no,no,no,no,no,no
I can change, I can change
But Im here in my mold
Well I never pray,
I am here in my mold
But tonight Im on my knees, yeah.
But Im a million different people
I need to hear some sounds that recognise the pain in me, yeah.
From one day to the next
I let the melody shine, let it cleanze my mind , I feel free now.
I cant change my mold
But the airwaves are clean and theres nobody singing to me now.
No, no, no, no, no
No change, I can change, I can change, I can change,
Well I never pray
But Im here in my mould , I am here in my mould.
But tonight Im on my knees yeah
And Im a million different people from one day to the next
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I cant change my mould, no,no,no,no,no,no,no
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
But the airways are clean and theres nobody singing to me now
(well have you ever been down? )
(I can change, I can change...)
No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
Cos its a bittersweet symphony this life.
But Im here in my mold
Trying to make ends meet, trying to find some money then you die.
I am here in my mold
You know I can change, I can change, I can change,
And Im a million different people
But Im here in my mould, I am here in my mould.
From one day to the next
And Im a million different people from one day to the next.
I cant change my mold
I cant change my mould, no,no,no,no,no,no,no
No, no, no, no, no
I cant change
(Ill take you down the only road Ive ever been down)
I cant change
(Ill take you down the only road Ive ever been down)
(it justs sex and violence melody and silence)
cause its a bittersweet symphony, this life
(been down)
Try to make ends meet
(ever been down)
Try to find some money then you die
(ever been down)
Ill take you down the only road Ive ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
Where all the things meet yeah
You know I can change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But Im here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And Im a million different people
From one day to the next
I cant change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
I cant change my mold
No, no, no, no, no,
I cant change
Cant change my body,
No, no, no
Ill take you down the only road Ive ever been down
Ill take you down the only road Ive ever been down
Been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Have you ever been down?
Have youve ever been down?

song performed by by Verve
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For The Love Of Money

Money money money, money
Some people really need it (oh, well)
Some people got to have it (in vain)
Listen here yall, do things, do things, do bad things with it
So you will do things, do things, do good things with it
Talk about cash money, no help at all
For the love of money
People will steal from their mother
For the love of money
People will rob their own brother
For the love of money
People cant even walk the street
Because they never know who in the world they gotta beat
For that lean, mean, mean green
For the love of money
People will lie, lord, they will cheat
For the love of money
People dont care who they hurt or beat
For the love of money
A woman will sell her precious body
For a small piece of paper it carries a lot of weight
Call it lean, mean, mean green
Almighty dollar
I know money is the root of all evil
Do funny things to some people
Give me a nickel, brother can you spare a dime
Money can drive some people out of their minds
Got to have it, I really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Some people really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Got to have it, I really need it
How many things have I heard you say
Lay down, lay down, a woman will lay down
For the love of money
All for the love of money
Dont let, dont let, dont let money rule you
For the love of money
Money can change people sometimes
Dont let, dont let, dont let money fool you
Money can fool people sometimes

song performed by by Utopia
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Ichabod - The Story of Discontent (Narrative)

This story's for the humble
And I'll hide identities
For it may make you stumble
To know the realities.

It's about a nice preacher
Of a known denomination
Who aspired to be richer
Through his good congregation.

In a rented house he lived
With his lovely wife and children
But he wanted to receive
A better blessing from men.

So without much ado
He relayed in his preaching
A new house will do
So increase with your giving.

He said 'We'll build a Center
That will then accommodate
Five thousand new members,
And this church will be great.

But before that you must
Build a nice house for me
I hope you will trust
It's for our testimony.'

So poured the donations
And the gift offerings
For his house construction
With complete furnishings.

After the house, he needed
A new car for his trips,
So in preaching he related
Added needs in the worship.

'A Crosswind is fine'
Said he to the people,
'It's an Isuzu line
And the price reasonable.'

So he got the new wheels
And with peace for a moment,
But the joy that he feels
Soon leads back to discontent.

After a year, a predicament-
Another car he had wanted
Made known his sentiment,
Again the people submitted.

'A Mitsubishi Pajero,
It's the best for our missions
Will you let me know
Your complete contributions.'

When the giving was done
And the money was counted,
'For those who gave none
No prayers will be said.'

What kind of a shepherd
Will say such a prayer?
From heaven God heard
This very selfish preacher.

After that his own son
Brought sin to the church,
A curse that's undone
Took him down from his perch.

Though he preached with full volume
It was empty of Power
For the God Who consumes
Has abandoned the preacher.

Now seven years later
There is still no Center,
Eventually the Rapture
May not carry this preacher.

'Ichabod' - The glory of the Lord has
departed.

'We too often love things and use people, when we should be using things and loving people.'
..................................... .................................................
April 10,2009
Philippines

poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Conservative People

Conservative in their ways and in their thinking they do not embrace change in any way
They fear change as a threat to their existence as conservative through their lives they do stay
They resist change as if change is quite harmful as things were they wish them to remain
Their flawed values of rank and class distinction are things that they do fight hard to retain
Conservative people change not known to welcome on any change they like to have their say
They crave respect for their old ways of thinking whilst respect to those who want change they don't pay
No thanks to them that changes are occuring since they want to keep us tied to the past
They cannot accept that time brings with it changes that nothing as it was does seem to last,
Conservative people always in abundance their type never have been known to be rare
They live in Villages, Towns and in Cities you can meet their kind of person anywhere
To them change is something that should be resisted to the old ways with reverence they do cling
They fear change as much as they do fear the reaper as if indeed change were a dangerous thing
Suppose it takes all kinds to make up humanity and conservative people will always fight change
They look on people who to them are different as those who are untrustworthy and strange.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Kindness

Kindness
Is somthing I born with
I can't help, but being nice to everyone
I can't say no
I hate it to make people sad
I know I can't pleasures everyone, but I try any way
I treat people the way I want to be treat
I like to help anyone with their problems
Seeing someone happy make me happy knowing what I did
I don't tell them how I feel because I rather not
I'm fine with this
Noone can't change me and try make me bad
Because this is me
Kindness
I never heard from you baby
You're so cruel
I treat you right and this is what I get
I don't understand
You think I did something wrong or cheated on you
I'm not that kind of person
Tell me why you are acting way you are now
I will listen and help you in best way I can
Can you just be nice for once?
I won't change who I'm
This is real me
I want to treat people with respect
Sometimes I get it
Other times I dont get it
It's ok
It not going effect me in any way
I be me and I love me for me
Kindness

poem by Christina Phan
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IN Gold We Trust

IN Gold we Must Trust

Eveything is about money
Money Honey Money
Eveything we can buy
Big nice house
Education and wonderful cars
Money is our loyal friend
when we need it
it never disappoint us
Honey Money
sweet like a fantasy
even people we buy with money
have the best medical treatments
judges and politicians
If i had a lot of Money
even if my face is sour
everyone will smile at me
Anyone will love me
and respect me
Nice women with money
Money bring a lot of money
even we can buy an airplane and fly alone
none bother us in everyday trafic
with money i don't have to get up early
i don't have to feel stress because of boss mood
with money i feel happy
but i regret didn't keep the love of money when i was child
i thought that there are things more important
i didn't have a damn clue about how they're precious and friendly
they are all we will get of good
the rest is ashes of happiness...illusions and fears

poem by Kamel Kamel
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Sonnet: Money Buys Sinful Things

Money can get a person murdered but
It can’t ev’r bring back life that has once left;
Money can build a palace from a hut!
It can’t give widows, husbands, love bereft.

Money can give love-making hours and lust;
It cannot wipe the sin of adultery;
Money can make idols that go to dust,
But can’t wipe tears, stop wars, crimes, misery.

Money can make a man tell false witness;
It cannot stifle justice of our God;
Money can buy a harem to Caress,
But not the Word of God who is the Lord!

Money can buy most things on earth but ne’er
A place in Heaven, the least however!

poem by John Celes
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Generations

People are people no matter what age
from young to old, we're all the same
over the years the younger generation has changed
from crew cuts, long hair to colored punk does
the clothing it self has also changed, some coming back
dresses to mini skirts, dress pants to ripped blue jeans
but as they mature, so does us all
learn by mistakes, earn lots of trust
work together to make things better
how we remember our generation
fearless, rebels, protesters, demonstrators
but as we grow older we learn to adapt and deal with change
funny how the young minds think, till age is involved
back to traditions and status quo
changing the world takes a back seat to family life
we build society to deal with changes
we alone can not defeat change
it takes all to make the world a better place
something simple, maybe little could make a impact
work together, listen, trust, share can be the answers
no generation can change the problems
it's takes a bit of everyone from past to present to make the change
it start with you and I to lead the way
for the next generations learn from our mistakes

poem by Michael Peterson
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The Money

Can money kiss you?
Can it give you a hug?
Will money save you from death?
Often people kiss their money
As if money were a person
but does money kiss you back?
Does money make the world go round?
Perhaps money can bring you down
When you spend it all, it’s just gone
leaving you with... possessions?
It’s true; money can buy you things
but it shouldn’t be the main motivation
or reason to live
It’s the root of all evil
Too much love causes greed
Some people have way too much
While others are in real need
Why are people starving?
The rich dictate the poor
Nothing less and nothing more
Everyday prices just rise
Every night we have to pay more to be alive
Dollar signs and question marks
are what I contemplate
Than money breaks up people
and causes them to hate
Never really seeming to be able to relate
What is real and what is fake?
Money isn’t something death will let you take
So why are riches passing by us daily?
On a path to no where, the money is failing

9-16-07

poem by Jesse Tampa
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Dont Know

I dont know what to expect anymore
people change like a light bulb
once the light is off
they change into the night

for once in my life
i dont want change
why cant things go back to the way we once knew
is that too much to ask for

Is it because the world wants us to change
or we want to change because we dont like ourselves
but some people dont change

for the ones that know who they are
people respect who they are
the only person that can make yourself
is yourself

poem by Christian Pavik
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Changing For Them

Some people do it to be popular,
Some people do it for closure,
I for one am not a fan of change,
It forces you to act strange and rearrange,
Sue me,
Tell me I’m not a proper member of society,
But someone has to stand up and stop this monstrosity,
Why change yourself,
something that is so unique,
why,
just to be poplular and chic,
your personality has taken a life time to build,
don’t change it for the public,
just put up a shield,
I hate when people change so they can be disguised,
But you should just let the world see you for yourself,
Please just realize,
You don’t have to cover up your true self,
Don’t be afraid,
Especially by people who have your integrity caged,
It’s not a matter of fitting in,
But a matter of surviving life,
so why let them win that strife,
you’ve worked too hard to get to this point,
all it takes to screw it up is smoking a joint,
even if you’ve experimented before,
it's the past,
let it be a closed door,
you learn from your mistakes and all your inadequacies,
so change your life for the better,
change it positively,
I’m not saying you have to follow my advice,
But next time your with your “friends” think twice,
Only you carry the key to your future,
So also remember you are the only person responsible for your failures.

poem by Krissy Sosa
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I'd Rather

If it takes never talking
Never walking
With you again
To keep us friends
I'd rather do that
If it means you never coming back
To never see you react
I'd rather do that
If it takes to love and not hate
Or to never see you as a mistake
I'd rather do that
If it takes me feeling
Like I am destoryed
Or me feeling like
You take me as a play toy
I'd rather do that
If it takes to never receive a phone call
Or to never hear you voice ever
I'd rather do that
If it takes my memories
Of us hurting each other
I'd rather do that
If it takes me thinking
Of our love as make believe
Whatever it takes to succeed
You are no longer what
I need
Things wasn't all bad
And I want to hold on
To that
So I don't want you back
So if that what it takes
To hold on to some good
Than I rather do that

poem by Tameeka Smith
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Just Be You 2/13/10

poem by Vanessa Elizabeth Giron
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Welcome

Tommy:
Tommy:
Come to my house
Come to my house
Be one of the comfortable people.
Be one of the comfortable people.
Come to this house
Come to this house
Were drinking all night
Were drinking all night
Never sleeping.
Never sleeping.
Milkman come in!
Milkman come in!
And you baker,
And you baker,
Little old lady welcome
Little old lady welcome
And you shoe maker
And you shoe maker
Come to this house!
Come to this house!
Into this house.
Into this house.
Come to this house
Come to this house
Be one of us.
Be one of us.
Make this your house
Make this your house
Be one of us.
Be one of us.
You can help
You can help
To collect some more in
To collect some more in
Young and old people
Young and old people
Lets get them all in!
Lets get them all in!
Come to this house!
Come to this house!
Into this house.
Into this house.
Ask along that man whos wearing a carnation.
Ask along that man whos wearing a carnation.
Bring every single person
Bring every single person
From victoria station,
From victoria station,
Go into that hospital
Go into that hospital
And bring nurses and patients,
And bring nurses and patients,
Everybody go home and fetch their relations!
Everybody go home and fetch their relations!
Come to this house
Come to this house
Be one of the comfortable people.
Be one of the comfortable people.
Lovely bright home
Lovely bright home
Drinking all night never sleeping.
Drinking all night never sleeping.
We need more room
We need more room
Build an extension
Build an extension
A colourful palace
A colourful palace
Spare no expense now
Spare no expense now
Come to this house
Come to this house
Be one of us
Be one of us
Come into this house
Come into this house
Be one of us
Be one of us
Come to this house
Come to this house
Into this house
Into this house
Welcome
Welcome

song performed by by Who
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Is Money Worth Having?

This is a fast and competitive world,
Where the time is money
And the man is in hurry,
Oh, mad man, money is an awful bane,
You’d know that if you weren’t insane.

But alas, it is too late today,
And money if the feeling, the dwelling and the healing,
The love, the friendship,
The life of a man.

Today the progress of your life depends
Upon the way you interact when
You have nothing at all,
And the way you manage,
When you have ‘money and all’,
People say so while I don’t believe it.

The life depends much more on the heart!
A heart and only a beautiful heart,
Where feelings can live,
And love can prevail,
And no amount of money,
Can be dominating there.

A place where no rich or poor exist,
Where money would rust and be valueless there,
I want the world to be brought over there,
And make them LIVE their life, their way,
And not be slaves of MONEY for the day.

poem by Rajat Joshi
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As Simple As That!

the bottom line is...
until we realize that
people are just people,
regardless of race, religion,
or sexual orientation...
that one person is worth just
as much as any other...
that money, or the lack of,
does not define a person,
and that we are all responsible
for each other, and to each other...
we will never be able to fix
the world's problems,
and never be able to build a tomorrow!

it's as simple as that!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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A saddle

At back of the pound
Just to fill your bowl
Money as a blade
Merely with dual edge
Money make You fly
Money make you cry
Money makes a change
Or makes a chain
Money makes a chair
What's make u cheap
Money not your cause
It's only the cost
Money makes bright
Money back the dream
Or break your dream

Can be for bread
Can be for bride

brick for your house
To build your profile
brand for the success
Blush for your shoes
Make you so brief
Source for prestige
Bridge where's breach
Who have the bread
then have the brain
Boon hit the sky
may bring to the hell
Burn out in block
Balance of our earth
Brace your heart
It's bound for peace
Power for the great
Bond for the grace
Money as bracket
Is a bone of the faith
Bounce for your aim
what you buy
for
You will pay for
Just a payback

money makes crime
or
makes cream
manifest our best
or magnify inner beast

So with the saddle
on back
Holding bridle in hand
bearing your inner light
With your backup state
you will be the prince

Praise for our god
merely feeds
the bird
certain pair
certain paid

Money not the great
But the MAN is great

poem by Sallam Yassin
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Like a Tornado

What am I going to accomplish
that will make people think
that I was a good person
How can I justify this
I would like to be remembered as
a good person
but sometimes that is impossible
Sometimes you have hurt more people
than you have helped
I believe that I have helped more people
but sometimes people take things
the wrong way
They can often twist your words like a tornado
which essentially has the same effect
It is destructive and all together
unneeded
But I can't change the way people think
I can only except it

poem by Cokbod Lodwogo
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It's Only Money

I smirk when people say 'it's only money' and with very little money we get by
But money it can do a lot for people and not much of course that money cannot buy
And money it can be your greatest ally and open doors to opportunity
If you could make one wish and one wish only I'm sure you would not wish for poverty.

I'm sure you would not wish to be a pauper for that would hardly be a dream come true
But perhaps you might wish for a billion dollars and change
your mind whilst wishing and wish for two
For there is no such thing as too much money with money you can do good for the poor
You can help them for to make a new beginning by making them financially secure.

To all of you who say it's only money you ought to know that words to speak are cheap
The one who struggles to pay his house mortgage for lack of money finds it hard to sleep
He has to support his wife and young children and he has to work hard just to make ends meet
You don't find rolls of notes growing on the tree tops and you don't find rolls of notes along the street.

It's true that money doesn't guarantee you happiness you've heard the tale of the unhappy king
But to those who struggle just for to make ends meet the money is the most important thing
And if you have millions you are very powerful though physically you may seem quite small
And 'it's only money' what a load of rubbish about the most
Important thing of all.