If a young person has any idealism at all, it's strongest about the time he finishes college.
quote by Sargent Shriver
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Pell Grants
The USA has fallen behind in college graduates in many areas especially the sciences and technology. We need more kids with ability graduating from college and getting master degrees etc. Pell grants allow a young or older person who cannot afford a college education to get one. People pay the loans off by the percentage of wage they make at the time. This democratic benefit to the middle and lower classes would be dropped by Romney/Ryan and the republicans if they are elected.
The implication of this would be college is for the wealthy and the extremely gifted with scholarships or in sports. Is this fair? Is it right for a young person with an IQ of a hundred with rich parents to go to college and another child with an IQ of a 120 with parents that can't afford 20,000 dollars a semester not go? Is this the America that you want? I am not voting for people only but justice, equality and a real America with real opportunity for all not just the rich.
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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The natural idealism of youth is an idealism, alas, for which we do not always provide as many outlets as we should.
quote by Sargent Shriver
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A person always breaking off from work never finishes anything.
Even with a College Graduate
Have you ever wonderred
What a person would be like
Who could score even with
A college graduate
You end up finding out
We're just as smart as
You seem to be
With that college degree
So, maybe we should
Learsn now to work together
Instead of trying to show
Which one of us is smarter
poem by Jerry Abrahamson
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You see, idealism detached from action is just a dream. But idealism allied with pragmatism, with rolling up your sleeves and making the world bend a bit, is very exciting. It's very real. It's very strong.
An ideas and idealism
Ideas and idealism doesn’t go together
There is constnt clash and always bother
What we think and do does not match
We leave he essence and and irrelevance catch
It is befooling the human race
There is no solirary case
It is practicised often and in defiance
It may be seen with variance
We appreciate the nonsense value of idealism
There is nothing such as realism
It lacks strength and wisdom
Such traversary is witnessed seldom
What do we profess and pracise different?
That lie is seen with eyes and is apprent
No one can claim it never existed?
Botth the things have never co-existed
One has to be given good bye
It is not worth or possible try
It can’t take us for too long
We can be proved any time liar and wrong
It becomes good opratory to profess
There is enough mastery to deceive and confess
One may become very clever and famous
He may not loose composure and look nervous
He may cleverly move with idealism
He may loudly come out with optimism
There won’t be any room for passimism
This is skill he may show to world for defeatism
Nothing last forever as lies do
This may not prove long time as true
Idea and idealism are conterary things
It has no relevence to prove something
We may like to present rosy picture
It may be seen and observed as bight future
It may prove oddysy and rare possibility
What can be seen later as non-reliability
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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At our college we were taught a universal approach to find out about a person: what problems the person has, what difficulties, what personal tendencies and likings.
quote by Markus Wolf
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Gave my heart and soul to her
I met her on my first day in college
She was my classmate
Wasn’t beautiful
Short in height and Normal looks
An average student, No extra talent,
Nothing to attract my desire for love
I was new to the city and the college
She helped me with books and notes
Took me to the doctor when I fell sick
Dropped me on her scooter
To and fro from to college
Always greeted me with a hearty smile
Helped me in my thesis and studies
Never asked for anything in return
Whether in the college or outside
It was the same with every person
I met with a severe accident
She took my care day and night
I never saw her loosing temper
Never did she refuse anybody for help
Meaning of beauty had changed for me
Physical beauty was not my concern
Her inner beauty had captured my heart
I couldn’t stop myself from loving her
Gave my heart and soul to her
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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I know idealism is not playing on the radio right now, you don't see it on TV, irony is on heavy rotation, the knowingness, the smirk, the tired joke. I've tried them all out but I'll tell you this, outside this campus — and even inside it — idealism is under siege — beset by materialism, narcissism and all the other isms of indifference. Baggism, Shaggism. Raggism. Notism, graduationism, chismism, I don't know. Where's John Lennon when you need him?
A Reflection
At one time I was blind
Blinded by the person in the mirror
The person in the mirror
Was someone I didn't like
A person that was full of anger
Anger which know one could stop
A person who was dishonest
A person who lied to themselves
A person who lied, cheated and stole
This person scared me
Yet the reflection I seen
Was me
How could this be me?
I didn't like this person I was looking at
That person couldn't of been me
Yet it was time to face the facts
This was me
This is who I'am
Now I know I had to change
If I didn't like this person
Then who would like this person?
poem by Ashley Olson
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I grew up below the poverty line; I didn't have as much as other people did. I think it made me stronger as a person, it built my character. Now I have a 4.0 grade point average and I want to go to college, and just become a better person.
quote by Justin Bieber
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A Rondeau of College Rhymes
Our college rhymes,--how light they seem,
Like little ghosts of love's young dream
That led our boyish hearts away
From lectures and from books, to stray
By flowery mead and flowing stream!
There's nothing here, in form or theme,
Of thought sublime or art supreme:
We would not have the critic weigh
Our college rhymes.
Yet if, perchance, a slender beam
Of feeling's glow or fancy's gleam
Still lingers in the lines we lay
At Alma Mater's feet today,
The touch of Nature may redeem
Our college rhymes.
poem by Henry Van Dyke
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Move On
Hey, Shake It, Shake It, Shake It
There's A Monkey On My Back
Been There Much Too Long
Every Time I Kick It Off
Another One Comes Along
I Used To Be In Another World
I Used To Be Alone
It's So Hard To Be Yourself
When You Feel Like Something's Wrong
(chorus)
There Are No Words That Could Explain
You Gotta Move On
The Strongest Love In Vain
There Are No Words That Could Explain
Oh You Gotta Move On
The Strongest Love In Vain
She Said, "I've Had Enough Of Your Lies
Can't Wait For Anyone
The Beginning Of The End
Don't You Know That's All Wrong
When You Said Nothing Changes
You Meant To Say It Won't Take Long"
I Used To Be In Another World
I Used To Be Alone
It's So Hard To Be Yourself
When You Feel Like Something's Wrong
Move On
There Are No Words That Could Explain
You Gotta Move On
The Strongest Love In Vain
There Are No Words That Could Explain
I Said Move, You Gotta Move On
The Strongest Love In Vain
There Are No Words That Could Explain
You Gotta Move On
The Strongest Love In Vain
There Are No Words That Could Explain
Oh You Gotta Move On
The Strongest Love In Vain
Move It
Move On
There's A Question In My Head
Been There All Night Long
Well I Toss And Turn Inside My Head
But I Won't Let It Tear Me Down
Yeah, Used To Be In Another World
I Used To Be Alone, Yeah
There Are No Words That Could Explain
The Strongest Love In Vain
Oh You Gotta Move On
There Are No Words That Could Explain
You Gotta Move On
The Strongest Love In Vain
There Are No Words That Could Explain
Oh You Gotta Move On
The Strongest Love In Vain
Had Enough, Oh, Gotta Move On, Yeah
There Are No Words That Could Explain
The Strongest Love In Vain
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Submitted by Michael Hack
song performed by by INXS
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To Sell It In Pieces To Have It Sold
Once upon a time,
When I was just a young bud growing...
On the tree of life,
Blossoming with idealism.
And thriving with desire to have more Sun light,
Brighten to open my eyes even wider.
I had a wish to become wiser.
I had a wish to have it known,
I could express an intelligence.
Today,
My wants and needs are more simplistic.
I have only one wish.
And that's to have whatever it took to get,
My peace of mind...
Never to become noticed to be valued,
By anyone trying to buy it.
And I become foolish enough,
To attempt to sell it in pieces to have it sold.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Even the strongest person will find his master.
I like school very much, and I'll go to college if my career slows down. But kids go to college to be where I am today. Not to put college down, but for me, it would be digressing.
The strongest person among men is not he who fights everyone but is he who controls is anger.
You can meet a young person who goes to school and is really enthusiastic, but if a sufficiently strong personality convinces them that this is a waste of time, that person might flunk out.
quote by Stanley Crouch
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Too young to die
You are not the only beautiful girl
You are not the only pretty boy
You just too young to die
You are not the only genius talent
You are not the only rising star
You just too young to die
You are not the only hope of future
You are not the only good person
You just too young to die
You are not the only people cry
You are not the only world’s misery
You just too young to die
Whether gone in accident
Whether drugs fill your lungs
You just too young to die
Maybe you just a clumsy boy
Maybe you just a shy girl
But still you just too young to die
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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College
Here I am searching principal
So many lecturers are here
In this college and they
Teaches so many subjects
For allround welfare
I am wayward
I am insearch of the principal.
The college is store house of knowledge
And I am within the college
Here neither I am getting any knowledge
Nor applied any at any time at any place
Without rudimentary or basic knowledge
I am getting pain and you the principal
Without uttering a word watching all day.
The college is my phyical body
The lecturers are the saints
And I am in dark in my body
And unable to know anything
And You My lord My Atma My supreme
My LOve and Everything My principal
I am searching you day and night.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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