We emphasize that we believe in change because we were born of it, we have lived by it, we prospered and grew great by it. So the status quo has never been our god, and we ask no one else to bow down before it.
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Born To Die
Just a baby
On a doorstep
Its how they found me
Cold and hungry
Raised on hatred
Fed by strangers
As a young girl
I often wondered
Am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
People push me
Knock me down
My foster parents
Kicked me around
They brought me up on
Loneliness
I never had me
A single friend
Am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
Must be someone
In this world
Who can save me
From myself
Or am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
Am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Alone
Alone! I was in my mother 's womb
Alone! I grew in neglected tomb
All alone
I have been on my own
Alone! the world seem to be a kingdom
Alone! Everyone wants freedom
Just alone! everyone with his responsibility
All alone! ''proud'' is every community
Alone! I have no youth
Alone! I had no root
Alone! No one will survived on their own
Being alone! you will just die alone
I was born alone
You were not born alone
I have lived half alone
You have never lived alone
Alone! do you think you are free?
Alone! I will never want to be
All alone! You are still not alone
Alone! You are with misery in your bone
Alone! on our own
It when we will walk the miles to home
poem by Kemurl Fofanah
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I Sowed for Sorrow
In my inner grove, I sowed for sorrow.
Oh, how it grew below my skies,
such marvelous sight in my eyes.
I lived for sorrow -
till it grew too large in my grove,
I wept;
and watered my sorrow with tears.
I sowed for sorrow till it lived
and grew so strong, so fine.
It lived to take away my life...
It lived and then I died.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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East Asia has prospered since the end of the Vietnam War, and Northeast Asia has prospered since the end of the Korean War in a way that seems unimaginable when you think of the history of the first half of the century.
quote by William Kirby
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No lying knight or lying priest ever prospered in any age, but especially not in the dark ones. Men prospered then only in following an openly declared purpose, and preaching candidly beloved and trusted creeds.
quote by John Ruskin
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Chorkor
She's so in love with you!
But i am Saidu who hails from Chorkor;
And like the 20 cent that i gained from a kilogram of waste! !
So try to understand my status when i call at your door,
Because i was born in Chorker and grew up to understand only the hard ways of life!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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If You Could Change It (Would You Change It?)
You were born without a mother,
You were born with a cruel older brother
If it could change,
Would you change it?
You were brought up without any respect for you,
You were sick and tired of it, you're through
If you could change it,
Would you change it?
If only I saw what you had seen,
Maybe things wouldn't have been
You don't trust, anymore,
You don't love, anymore,
And I wish I could have changed it,
Every single bit,
So you'd love me better.
If it could change,
Would you change it?
poem by Silverinna Annastasia
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Who Was The Guilty One?
One was never the one
guilty guilty...
of not loving
other partner enough.
You were meant
to be with me...
eternally but your not.
Therefore
committed you were not...
equal to
a great love
or supreme sacrifices...
needed.
Were you too afraid
to commit to love...
in a gross material age
where everything
is sold at...
market price?
Does your job status
justify justify...
your menial existence?
Or is your life
still meaningful...
with status but no love?
Or is your life
still meaningless...
with status but no love?
One life in the material
where status reigns supreme.
One life in the ephemeral
walking back beyond between.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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It Was Early I Was Told
Happy I am,
To sit among those...
Of common faces.
No status have I ever wished,
To be a full fledged aristocrat...
With a flaunting strutted.
It was early I was told,
Don't spite my nose...
For a choice made to have another.
And any path that I chose,
To walk it the best I can.
Happy I am,
To be able to reflect...
With such great memories.
And daring to be challenged,
Was a gift and not a curse given to me.
I can see why today there are so many unhappy.
Those who wished to be kings and queens...
And referred to as someone's prince or princess,
Actually believed...
Themselves royalty.
And I always knew,
There was something within me great.
But I was taught to always appreciate life.
To respect everyone.
No matter what they had or however looked like.
And I always knew,
There was something within me great.
But I was taught to always appreciate life.
To respect everyone.
No matter where they lived.
Or impressions they 'gave'...
About how they lived their lives.
I was not raised to believe...
I was better than anyone to enable me,
To pass that kind of judgement.
And to have that encouraged,
To be welcomed or received as a belief.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Touch With Self
Status and who has it...
Isn't often in appearance detected.
Status and who has it...
May be influenced,
By one's ability...
To be in touch with self.
And many try to keep this out of reach.
Since a status had that one has and keeps,
Can not be taught to teach.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tele He's Not Talking
Tele he's the one he knows what to say
Knows how to find his own way
He knows the roads by night and by doorways
But watching the light in a hall
Won't change a thing or say at all
What it is that he says
Still he says that I don't know
Still he says that I don't know
I don't why I think about so much
When I don't know what it is I can't say
And I wouldn't change a thing if I believe you all
And scream it in your face
Still I'd say hey I don't know
Still I'd say hey I don't know
Tele deals the cards and draws an ace
And finds himself miles away
Where skies ain't bruised by towers and fumes
Children ain't too young to play
Would I change a thing
I'd change it all
But we're born different days
Still I'd say hey I don't know
Still I'd say hey I don't know
(Repeat Chorus)
Would I change a thing
I'd change it all when I'm miles away
Would I change a thing
I'd change it all but we were born on different days
I'd change a thing
I'd change it all when I'm miles away...
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene from Marchin' Already
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To Welcome the New
To Welcome the new,
Release the old
To enter the future,
Let go the past
To take up new lives,
Give away those lived.
It sounds so practical,
It seems so sensible,
It should be so feasible
It should be easy.
It’s none of the above,
Yet in some ways
Tho’ it’s almighty hard,
We do it each of our days.
We just move forward.
We are made to change,
We are shaped for change,
We survive by change,
We live in a storm of change,
From the Maker’s hand.
Today was another change,
We stand on the edge of vast change,
And afraid or unafraid of great change,
We all walked forward.
Some may say we had no choice,
Others say even that is a choice,
But I say that by hand and voice,
We all make a difference.
We always can,
We always will.
It is what we do.
We are the changers, and the changed.
And we go forward.
(written in January,2000)
poem by Gabrielle Ciarann Roniyah Baer
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There Is Something Within Us That Refuses Change
So many lifetimes I have lived,
Among some who have just lived one.
Experiences I have had a plenty.
And many I observe have had few,
Or perhaps none from their point of view.
It is difficult to dismiss those trials and tribulations.
And the obstacles that come with growth...
Which are purposely set on one's path to take notice.
So many lifetimes I have lived,
Among some who have just lived one.
Experiences I have had a plenty.
And many I observe have had few,
Or perhaps none from their point of view.
And those making attempts to grasp onto the past,
Are not so eager to let go from that which has detached.
Like the gifts of seasons that come to give, bestow and leave...
There is something within us that refuses change that comes drastically.
Although being a part of 'nature' has not identified that as reality.
It is difficult to dismiss those trials and tribulations.
And the obstacles that come with growth...
Which are purposely set on one's path to take notice.
There is something within us that refuses change.
Although change is all we know.
There is something within us that refuses change.
Although change is all we know.
There is something within us that refuses change.
Although change is all we know.
Change is...
All we know!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without Regret
Saddened memories,
I once held as property.
Who knew,
They would go...
When they grew,
Inside of me!
I now reflect,
Without regret.
I know now
Defeats I've met!
But who knew,
They would go...
When they grew,
Inside of me!
Those times
Stayed on my mind
For days at a time.
I used that to feed,
My own desperate needing.
I lived with anger and deceit!
I felt those feelings deep,
Within me!
Defeats I have met!
But who knew,
They would go...
When they grew,
Inside of me!
But...
Who knew,
They would go...
When they grew,
Inside of me!
Who knew,
Like I do now...
When they grew,
Somehow
They would go...
From inside of me!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Genesis BK XIX
(ll. 1167-1180) And after Cainan Mahalaleel possessed the land
and treasure many a year. The prince lived five-and-sixty
winters, and begat a son. An heir was born unto his house, and
his kinsmen called him Jared, as I have heard. Mahalaleel lived
long, enjoying bliss on earth, the joys of men, and worldly
treasure. And all the years of Mahalaleel were eight hundred
five-and-ninety winters, and he died, and gave the land and rule
unto his son.
(ll. 1180-1196) A long time Jared dealt out gold to men. He was
a righteous prince, a noble earl, dear to his kinsmen He lived
an hundred five-and-sixty winters in the world, and, when her
time was come, his wife brought forth her first-born, a goodly
son. And his name was Enoch. Eight hundred years his father
lived, and increased his tribe. And all the years of Jared were
nine hundred five-and-sixty winters, and he died, and gave the
land and rule unto his son, the wise and well-loved prince.
(ll. 1197-1217) And Enoch ruled the folk, led them in ways of
peace, and no wise let his sway and power lessen, while he was
lord over his kinsmen. Now Enoch prospered and increased his
tribe three hundred years. And God, the Lord of heaven, was
gracious unto him! In his natural body he entered into heavenly
joy and the glory of God, dying no mortal death as men do here,
the young and old, what time God taketh from them wealth and
substance and earthly treasure and their life; but with the King
of angels he departed still alive out of this fleeting life, in
the same vestments which his soul received before his mother bare
him. He left the people to his eldest son. And all the years of
Enoch were three hundred five-and-sixty winters, and he died.
(ll. 1217-1224) Then Methuselah held sway among his kinsmen, and
longest of all men enjoyed the pleasures of this world. He begat
a multitude of sons and daughters before his death. And all the
years of Methuselah were nine hundred and seventy winters, and he
died.
(ll. 1224-1236) And Lamech, his son, succeeded him and kept the
treasure. Long time he ruled the land. He lived an hundred and
two winters, and begat children. And the lord and leader of the
folk lived five hundred five-and-ninety years, enjoying many
winters under heaven, ruling the folk with wisdom. And Lamech
increased his tribe, begetting sons and daughters. He called the
name of the first-born Noah; and Noah ruled the land after the
death of Lamech.
(ll. 1237-1247) Now Noah, the lord of men, lived five hundred
winters, as the books say, and begat children. The first-born
son of Noah was Shem, and the second Ham, and the third Japheth.
And the folk grew in number under heaven, and the multitude of
the race of men increased throughout the earth. The tribe of
Seth, the well-loved prince, was still exceeding dear to God, and
blessed in His love!
Ladies are not behind
Ladies are not behind or lagging
They will not settle for less or go begging
Time and again they have proved their worth
The talent is available and there is no dearth
We call them mother with their high status
Status not of any standing but of great service
To the cause of mankind and humanity
God too has blessed from time to time such personalities
I pray and respect for departed mother
She lived for noble cause and died there
Millions shed tears for departed soul
Birds too cried along with the dreaded owl
With all her honesty and nobility
It was clear demonstration of her ability
Was she not gifted with all the divinity?
In the services of mankind with close affinity
Not in thousand but in countless years
We hear of great soul in our ears
I have heard stars falling from the sky
Never heard almighty sending emissary and try
He is great, yes, the greatest of all.
Whether we forget Him to pray or call
He is there for all the living or dead
Even if we fail to understand or read
Seers always stand tall in all the respect
We have to search soul and introspect
No great soul will descend from the heaven again
We are here to watch calmly and peacefully remain
All these years we have failed to understand
For slight reasons we have killed friends
God only knows how could we do it?
Path can be clearly seen even if road is dimly lit
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Tele Hes Not Talking
Tele hes the one he knows what to say
Knows how to find his own way
He knows the roads by night and by doorways
But watching the light in a hall
Wont change a thing or say at all
What it is that he says
Still he says that I dont know
Still he says that I dont know
I dont why I think about so much
When I dont know what it is I cant say
And I wouldnt change a thing if I believe you all
And scream it in your face
Still Id say hey I dont know
Still Id say hey I dont know
Tele deals the cards and draws an ace
And finds himself miles away
Where skies aint bruised by towers and fumes
Children aint too young to play
Would I change a thing
Id change it all
But were born different days
Still Id say hey I dont know
Still Id say hey I dont know
(repeat chorus)
Would I change a thing
Id change it all when Im miles away
Would I change a thing
Id change it all but we were born on different days
Id change a thing
Id change it all when Im miles away...
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene
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I emphasize... that the Harrimans showed great courage and loyalty and confidence in us, because three or four of us were really running the business, the day to day business.
quote by Prescott Bush
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Something is always born of excess: great art was born of great terror, great loneliness, great inhibitions, instabilities, and it always balances them.
Pride attaches undue importance to the superiority of one's status in the eyes of others And shame is fear of humiliation at one's inferior status in the estimation of others. When one sets his heart on being highly esteemed, and achieves such rating, then he is automatically involved in fear of losing his status.