Also, it was a cultural moment that wasn't being represented in terms of women who were successful and had choices they didn't have before. They needed a show that they can watch that they felt like represented them.
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Fred Astaire represented the aristocracy, I represented the proletariat.
quote by Gene Kelly
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Only nine States have been represented since my arrival 'till within three days. There are now Eleven States barely represented. This tardiness in the States or their Delegates, besides retarding the most important Business makes it exceeding fatiguing to those that do attend.
quote by William Whipple
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The Big Red Bus
All nationalities, races and religions
Represented on this world on wheels
As sights of Paris pass by, our senses
Now immune to their immensity
One monument to history merges into another
Each story of glories and achievements
Relating to past battles against foes
Now considered friends
Each represented on the Big Red Bus
poem by Kevin Crinks
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I had been a kid that moved so much, I didn't have a lot of friends. Theater really represented camaraderie.
quote by Francis Ford Coppola
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This Is Not a Motel
The moment you said to me,
You needed more time to find yourself...
I didn't expect to see you back here so soon.
That's why I cleaned out your room.
And sold some things!
The rest,
As you can see...
I threw away.
Oh...
I'm sorry!
I don't mean to be rude.
This is my new lover.
And we are blessed,
Not to have a problem...
Knowing exactly where we are.
You're welcomed to come in...
If you would like to.
'Wow.
I didn't think you would change like this.
So quickly.'
Hey...
What can I say?
If you needed more than twenty four hours...
You should have called.
This is not a motel,
Where you can come as you choose to be serviced.
You needed time to find yourself?
I hope you were successful?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Organized Christianity has always represented immortality as a sort of common heritage; but I never could see why spiritual life should not be conditioned on the same terms as all life, i. e., correspondence with environment.
quote by Albert J. Nock
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Owing to the fact that leaders in the women's groups made a point of serving on the jury here whenever they were called, we have always had an unusually high type of women represented on the jury.
quote by Florence E. Allen
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Tell Me
Tell me I wasn't true
Tell me I didn't believe in you
Tell me a moment I didn't share
Tell me when I acted like I didn't care
Tell me a moment with me that was hard to bear
Tell me when I was fake
Tell me the time we spent wasn't great
Tell me I wasn't a good friend
Tell me I wouldn't have your back until the end
Tell me I treated you like a child
Tell me a time I couldn't make you smile
Tell me a time I didn't miss you
Tell me I never kissed you
Tell me a time I used you
Tell me a time I abused you
Tell me you're not all I have
Tell me when I didn't speak on your behalf
Tell me when I didn't have your back
What I'm seeing I feel like you're telling me all of that
poem by Daniel Chapman
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With participation in politics so low at the moment I think Christians should ensure their views are represented at all levels and not leave it to others.
quote by Iain Duncan Smith
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Didnt Know
Didn't know what you had
Until you lost it
Didn't know what you own
Until you got it
Didn't know of your sins
Until you fought it.
Didn't know what you needed
Until you sought it.
Didn't know your lies
Until someone spoke them
Didn't know of the truth
Until someone wrote them
Didn't remembered your dreams
Until someone awoke them
Didn't know they died
Until someone chocked them.
Didn't know you had guilt
Until you cried
Didn't know you felt sadness
Until you tried to hide
Didn't know you felt shame
Until you lied
Didn't know you believed in GOD
Until you asked him why.
Didn't know you felt sorrow
Until you shed a tear
Didn't know that you were scared
Until I saw your fear
Didn't know that you hated
Until you were near
Didn't know that you were unhappy
Until you looked in a mirror.
Didn't know who you truly were
Until your ways you sewed
Didn't know that you were evil
Until the truth was showed
Didn't know you did this before
Until I saw all of your woe
Didn't know who you really were
Though I wished then I did know.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Package of Its Passage
I'm just a 'deliveree'
Of what comes to be wished
To be represented in my mind.
At the time.
I'm there and it finds me.
Aware I am and unblocked.
Unable to stop...
The flow of it when the gushing,
Raises the pounding of my heart to free it.
To let this moment as it comes...
Show 'me' what 'it' knows.
And It does.
To leave me sometimes suspended,
With nothing else to do...
But be used,
By its influence.
Allowing to become selected.
Becoming one subjected,
By a method accepted!
And elected...
As the package of its passage.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I think the legacy of the civil rights movement is that now whites are more open to being represented by people of color or people who are women or, again, non-traditional candidates.
quote by Carol Moseley Braun
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Church of the Little Drummer Boy
He didn't do it for money,
He didn't to it for power,
It wasn't an inside job,
And he probably wasn't real.
But he wasn't controlled by the Mafia,
Maybe he was just a dream,
Or maybe just a hope,
Of what Christmas might mean.
Over the years many a child
Has heard of the Little Drummer Boy,
How he played his drum for Jesus
To bring the Baby some joy.
He didn't do it to be a big shot,
He wasn't Ginger Baker,
He played out of musical love,
And he wasn't a faker.
If you're looking for religion,
The Drummer Boy is good to go,
I mean, he's as churchy as it gets,
Considering the show.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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To See Your Home
An illustrator,
The author's responsibility;
Your signature is now needed on my love,
And like your desires represented by the muse.
Right to cancel and the right to review,
To maintain all your rights to satisfy my muse;
For i will only guarantee you my sweet heart,
And with no option to see your home!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Not Only For Visitations
She said I needed to identify more,
With my cultural heritage.
And that my presentation wasn't committed!
I mentioned to her,
She needed to learn how to cook,
Before she began to share recipes
With those familiar with every utensil in the kitchen!
And know when the heat is on...
Not only for visitations!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unfamiliar With It
The most difficult thing to do,
For one in a leadership position...
And is capable to lead,
Is to show an accountability witnessed...
But not from this one is it believed!
With aptitude to accept responsibility.
And the people represented are so unfamiliar with it.
They denounce the ability of this leader.
Since he performing duties of one...
They had never before seen.
So assured of himself...
They feel demeaned.
Incredible!
And they are stunned.
The people represented are so unfamiliar with it.
Especially coming from someone,
Labelled 'this one'.
And believe they do with false perceptions,
A true leader should be waving a magic wand.
Since then from them...
All their troubles would be gone.
And the one chosen in their hour of need...
Has not proven worthy,
To produce the magic they expect.
Not the magic they perceive.
So blame and accuse him they do,
For being human too!
Having his feet to get wet.
And not showing a sign,
Of being able to walk on water.
They turn their backs on him to shun in regret.
This has left them disgruntled and vocally upset!
They protest his leadership.
With claims he doesn't represent what they should get!
And he knows if he should leave...
They would be left to profusely bleed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Centre Stage
There were times when I was young
I wanted to be centre stage,
the one everyone screamed to for more
whenever I sang my song.
As the years progressed
and I could see it wasn’t going to happen,
I grew content to sit in the stalls
and watch someone else take the applause.
I realized that centre stage
wasn’t where I wanted to be
and that I could entertain
just by being me.
I did not need a spotlight
to show the sparkle in my eyes.
I did not need to dress up
to be someone I wasn’t,
I didn’t need a centre stage,
I only need to be me.
I didn’t need glitz and glamour,
just an opportunity to give others pleasure
from any talent that I had.
I didn’t need the centre stage,
but just a means of escape
and just be ordinary me.
20 March 2010
poem by David Harris
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Throughout The Ordeal
You and I both know she is not innocent.
'She's a liar.'
Maybe that's why she was cleared,
Of any wrong doing.
What 'law' did she break.
What offense did she commit.
So she lied.
Throughout the ordeal...
There she sat,
Continuing to uphold those standards...
That are valued.
She is already set to become a 'star'.
I don't understand why there is such an uproar.
She represented the people and their way of life,
Magnificiently.
Didn't you think?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unchanging Changeability
The mountains are cold and blue now.
The sun has set and darkness falls.
Although the faintest afterglow
The brightness of the day recalls.
I wait and watch the stars appear
Above the mountains silhouettes.
Though far away they seem so near.
Every night when the sun sets.
I take the opportunity.
To watch the mountains turning blue
Considering the infinity
That's represented by the view.
Which nature has afforded me.
Epitome of constancy.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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If we are not represented, we are slaves.
quote by James Otis
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