Americans, particularly after World War II, tended to romanticize war because in World War II our cause was the cause of humanity, and our soldiers brought home glory and victory, and thank God that they did. But it led us to romanticize it to some extent.
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I Do Not Wish To Romanticize....
there are some theories
for instance, that we shall only settle on the magical state
of our words, do not philosophize
do not restructure a world that we are in now,
do not disturb the political order
do not preach, papa, do not ever preach
do not be the church of any order
just feel the lyrics of the song
the beat of the agony
my hands rub your hands in my belly, feel that something in me that
is growing and hardening,
let the metaphors do the excitement
of that strong burst of emotions
do not justify,
that is not the intention of our words
there is nothing about repair or
compensation,
just see the stars,
and feel the light of the moon on your cheeks
let someone touch you
do not ever think, but just savor the very moment
of carpe diems
in other words,
romanticize, romanticize, fantasize, nothing about
bread or butter, or wine or dessert
or red meat or corn
or wheat or
bun,
i am sorry,
it is not my cup of
tea to simply romanticize,
i want some reforms, and i want to make a difference.
i want words with weight,
like anchor like anvil like
steel bars, balls or stones,
scales, and stick and swords and
basins,
i want action, punishment and rewards,
and restructuring of buildings
reconnecting bridges or sinking ships
and finding treasures.
i need a map, and i need you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Acting is being able to look at a situation and romanticize it for just a second, let your imagination go. But it's deadly if you do it all the time.
quote by Timothy Hutton
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We not only romanticize the future; we have also made it into a growth industry, a parlor game and a disaster movie all at the same time.
quote by Eugene Kennedy
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Prosperity to humanity
Prosperity, prosperity
Prosperity to humanity
I brought to you
Love and solidarity
Peace and harmony
Kings go to war
And humanity fall
But i brought prosperity to humanity
So why then should you curse me
Instead of blessing me
I need you to love me
For it is prosperity
I brought to humanity
It power and glory to humanity
Accountability and transparency
A higher levity
Prosperity, prosperity
Prosperity to humanity
poem by Matt Ancient
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(ballad) If I could...
If I could.....
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
If I could
I'd bring our soldiers home..
i would bring them safe and sound
home again on American ground
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home.
If i could
I'd make this world free
If i could
I'd make this world free
no cold and hungry children
no pain or poverty...
if i could
I'd make this world free.
If i could
i'd bring or soldiers home
if i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
I'd bring them safe and sound
Home again, on American ground
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home..
If i could
i'd change nine one one
if i could
I'd change nine one one
I'd give anything to change
the damage that's been done
if i could
I'd change nine one one...
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
If i could
I'd bring our soldiers home
I'd bring them all safe and sound
home on American ground
If i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
if i could
i'd bring our soldiers home
poem by Connetta Jean
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The Great Nativity
Go sound the trumpet of victory,
and tell the tale of man's allegory.
The world of men has been given a unique gift,
that will change the face of humanity aloft.
Unto us a precious child is born,
that will amend all lives that has been torn.
Unto us men a treasure is given,
that will bring 2 us all the peace of heaven.
He is the enternal begotten son of GOD the father,
and the divine human redeemer.
He is the x-ray of God's judicious judgement,
that relieves us from our earthly pains like liniment.
He's birth has brought joy to the world of men,
and forgiveness of God to bad omen.
He is the prince of God's peace,
and lord of all human race.
He is the gift of God's immunity,
to the sins of the world of humanity
poem by Stanley Oguh
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These Times As They Are
These times as they are,
Will never be as they are to relive again.
They can be remembered to romanticize,
As those eyes on youthful days fade away.
But these times as they are,
Are not here to stay.
Ask anyone tomorrow who had been born,
The day before...
What hour lived would they like to revisit.
Would they patiently sit to contemplate it?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not Quite Ready To Forgive
Making the decision to demean someone,
Does not return fruitful dividends.
Or softens the payback one gets.
And there is nothing to romanticize,
When the time arrives and has a way...
Of making those deliveries unexpected.
And quite the surprise it is,
For the ones hoping their misdeeds...
Were not taken seriously when done.
Even though their 'fun',
Affected the life lived of someone else...
Not quite ready to forgive or forget any of it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Incinerate Sophists, Go Jump to the Fire First to See if it Burns Hard
And if through the fire that burns
Undyingly into the night
You see
That I am here now, brushing onto
Someone else’s cracked lips,
Then know
That it is over
And that the love
That lasts for a thousand hours have gone
To fallen ashes
Of liquor spilt grass
Listen, in your mind, jeering,
Victory to the university
And love torridly
Worn out by your self-induced vices,
Notice, my dearest,
That there is a time for everything
As Solomon and Elliot,
And out there even—a God!
There is a time to weep
There is a time to laugh
THERE is a time to love
There IS a time to love
There is A time to love
There is a TIME to love
There is a time TO love
There is a time to LOVE!
There is a time for you to bear
Difficulty holding on
To the writ tragedies you romanticize
And then…
There is a time to love
There is always a time to love
A time for me
For me to love him
Out of my last breaths he,
By no means of doubt,
Takes away
War Is Over
Old soldiers talk about the battles fought
To build a better world for me and you.
They sacrificed their lives to make a dream come true.
Now theyre forgotten men remembered by so few.
But the war is over and the fighting ended many years ago.
The war is over. the battles won but what is there to show?
Side by side they marched together fighting so their children
Could be free,
To build a better world, a new society
All classes unified to live in harmony
Now the war is over so lets forget and leave the past alone.
The war is over, its time for all the soldiers to go home.
Rich men, poor men make history,
Fighting for the land of hope and glory
A nations voice will sing as one,
A battle cry until weve won
The was is over and the patriotic comrades are no more.
The war is over
Now theyre going home to live just like before.
Arm in arm we sang our patriotic songs of love and sentiment.
Tears of joy to hide the sorrow,
New tomorrows till we meet again,
With a new world to build well say auf weidersein.
What did they do for us?
What did it prove to us?
As we stand beside the silent grave
The unknown soldier cant be saved.
The war is over
The war is over, its time for all the soldiers to go home.
The war is over.
song performed by by Kinks
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I Don't Even Want To Wonder Why You Called
Do not call me after an incident has passed,
With comments concerning...
Your widened sense of consciousness,
Experienced.
I can just imagine
I can only express my happiness for you.
But what you put me through,
To discover what you know now...
Does not excite me enough,
To rush to open those closed wounds.
I too have grown to heal to move on!
And there is nothing about being left,
With a broken heart and extreme loneliness...
I wish with you to romanticize.
I don't even want to wonder why you called.
To get a response from you at all.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Once we realize we are all members of humanity, we will want to compete in the spirit of love. In a competition of love we would not be running against one another, but with one another. We would be trying to gain victory for all humanity. If I am a faster runner than you, you may feel bad seeing me pass you in the race, but if you know that we are both racing to make our world better, you will feel good knowing that we are racing toward a common goal, a mutual reward. In a competition of love we'll all share in the victory, no matter who comes first.
quote by Muhammad Ali
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In fact that is the struggle that most Americans - As rich as this country is, most Americans are very limited in their interaction with the world, unless the world comes to us in a very shocking way.
quote by Edwidge Danticat
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Reflections On Leaves
You answer me across the years
when I ask what it means to be alive
It means peace with myself,
my world, and my god
It means freedom to roam unhindered
to gather experience
to absorb the ambiance of America
But the American Rugged Individualist
has joined the endangered species list
He is ostracized, alienated, imprisoned,
and often encouraged to die
He may soon follow the passenger pigeon
into North American legend
And the Wide Open Spaces
have been closed by barbed wire
and real estate development
The great American quilt has become a blanket -
a land of fast food and golf courses
But perhaps I romanticize the past
maybe you too struggled with the purpose of existence
maybe you too felt helpless, hopeless, and meaningless
Perhaps you too howled into the night
'What's it all for? What am I for? '
I know I am not the first to ask these questions
I know I will not be the last
But now the answers seem muddied
perhaps they were never there at all
And perhaps most discouragingly, I realize
even nostalgia isn't what it used to be
poem by Rob McKercher
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Nikita
Hey Nikita is it cold
In your little corner of the world
You could roll around the world
And never find a warmer soul to know
Oh I saw you by the wall
Ten of your tin soldiers in a row
With eyes that looked like ice on fire
The human heart a captive in the snow
Oh Nikita You will never know anything about my home
I'll never know how good it feels to hold you
Nikita I need you so
Oh Nikita is the other side of any given line in time
Counting ten tin soldiers in a row
Oh no
song performed by by Elton John
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The Real Victory
The Real Victory
Victory and defeat in war,
Are the childish justifications.
Colour not your hands,
With the precious substance of Man.
Whether you nourish your mind,
With the elating thought of victory,
Or loathe with a despising thought of defeat,
You kill fathers, brothers and sons,
You kill mothers, sisters and daughters,
Even the infants sleeping in cradles,
You kill them with their innocent dreams,
They hardly know the self-made conflicts,
Flourishing, booming in the world.
Discard devices that you carry in hands,
And think awhile
Whether you kill or you are killed,
You fight against humanity,
You fight against the divine laws,
You fight against the Kingdom of God.
Apply your strength if indispensable,
Lance eyes of the Shark of Ignorance,
Stifle; choke the Demons of Illness,
Wrench neck of the Ghost of Hunger,
Break teeth of the Vampire of Poverty,
By connecting the hearts of humanity,
With the bonds of trust, faith and love.
For the sake of oil and reserves,
Make not the world a mess.
If you intend to defeat the rivals,
Defeat them in the race of good deeds,
Yes, defeat them in the race of good deeds,
You know not the real victory you may get,
But without bloodshed and with out making,
The world a storehouse of weapons.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Peace And War
58,000 americans died in the vietnam war
our soldiers being sent to far distant shores.
war is not the key to our salvation
let peace reign throughout every nation.
how much more tragedies must we see
before we try to save humanity.
don't you think we have enough disasters
without wars taken lives even faster.
we are now in the middle east
in a country where we are detested
in this country that is terrorist infested.
who do not care who they kill
and they say that it's allas will.
i do not believe that any god
can be so cruel
to use terrorist as a deadly tool.
so let us stop this fighting i pray
that peace will reign from this day.
it must spread throughout the world
for all to see, that this is the way
life is meant to be.
poem by Louis Rams
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Humanity I have a vision
I can see a world full of hate
I can see a world full of hope
Humanity you are responsible for your fate
Please fix our world where everyone can cope
Can't you see what I see
A world full of ambition
A world full of glee
A world full of sensation
Can't you understand what I'm saying
Don't you see that I'm trying to gain your attention
Come back to your consciousness and stop playing
You do you win you leave you suffer detention
It's very early dear humanity
To do what should be done
So It's time to stop your insanity
So you'd better move before you're gone
I Want to be a Soldier
I will be a soldier
Only when soldiers realize
They are not animals or
cattles
Only if soldiers can ask
'Why should I shoot that
innocent man? '
I would be a soldier
If soldiers can ask the
commander
'Why should we shoot at
the children? '
I would be a soldier
If soldiers know that
The red blood that runs
through their veins
Runs in the rest peopl's too.
I would be a soldier if
Soldiers know they aren't
what they ask them to be
When they know that
The Emperor will never ask
them to kill his children
I would be a soldier
When soldiers realize war
is inhuman
When soldiers know war
always starts war
When they know that
World peace can not be
reached through war
When United Nations can
ask themselves
Is war the only way to end
corruption in the globe?
When soldiers know the
distance between peace and
war.
When soldiers realize how
intoxicative the gun is.
When soldiers realize
that gun does not control
them, but they control it.
I would be a soldier only if
soldiers know
why Martin Luther King jnr.
was killed.
If they know Adolf Hitler
also tried to make peace
through war.
I would be a soldier
If they can tell me why they
are only trained to kill.
I would be a soldier if
soldier can say
NO TO BRUTE LEADERS.
I would be a soldier if
soldiers know
the difference between
death and birth.
I would be a soldier if they
can tell
Why they are weapons of
destruction?
If they can explain why they
killed at Vietnam?
Why they killed at Somalia?
Why Ghadafi was killed
without trial?
Why Abraham Lincoln was
shot
Why Ghandi was killed,
Why they dont care if they
die in war in the name of
peace.
I would be a soldier If soldiers know they have rights If soldiers know they need Freedom. I would be a soldier If the goverments around the world realize How wonderful the world would be If the money invests in atomic weapons can be spent To feed billions of children on the streets of India, Nigeria, Brazil, South Africa The United States and all the streets of the World. I would be a soldier when soldiers can fight for liberty And not for slavery When soldiers know that nobody should think for them When soldiers know they are humans not cattles, When they realize that nobody should tell them what to think and what to feel. If soldiers can be humans, I would be a soldier.
poem by Idris Adesina
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From Their Backdoors
They've backed themselves into a corner.
Now they wish to have someone comissioned...
To paint scenes of the Bahamas on it!
Envisioned still is a crystal chandelier...
Softly lit.
To romanticize the falling chips,
From long neglected ceilings.
And I see them now...
Leaving from their backdoors.
Where they use to greet the 'help'
Frisked before ordered...
To go inside and clean.
To leave these doors now in despair.
With heads down.
Carrying plastic bags,
To fill from a foodshare giveaway.
And to return inside to darkened walls.
Where joy and happiness...
Have both been asked to leave.
I see them...
Entertaining their decreasing whims.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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