I have suffered from being misunderstood, but I would have suffered a hell of a lot more if I had been understood.
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People Choose To Lay Up On Their Backsides
'I have suffered this.
I have suffered that.'
'I have suffered this.
And,
I suffer from that.'
Hear them talk about their pains,
And those agonies they reveal.
'I have suffered this.
I have suffered that.'
And...
Listen how they boast about,
Reasons why they choose NOT to heal.
'I have suffered this.
And,
I suffer from that.'
People like to stay flat on their back-
Sides!
People like to moan and that's a fact.
People like to stay flat on their back-
Sides!
People like to feel that keep it real...
To suffer!
'I have suffered this.
I have suffered that.'
'I have suffered this.
And,
I suffer from that.'
'I have suffered this.
I have suffered that.'
'I have suffered this.
And,
I suffer from that.'
And...
People choose to lay up on their backsides!
Listen to their reasons NOT to heal!
'I have suffered this.
I have suffered that.
I have suffered this.
And...
I suffer from that.'
People choose to lay up on their backsides!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Where does the truth triumph?
The argument won; the truth suffered.
The money played; the truth suffered.
The power prevailed; the truth suffered.
The truth triumphed; the poor suffered
21.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I suffered, I really suffered, with all three of my husbands. And I tried damn hard with all three, starting each marriage certain that it was going to last until the end of my life. Yet none of them lasted more than a year or two.
quote by Ava Gardner
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Throughout history no one has suffered more than God. He has suffered because his own children fell away from him. Ever since the Fall, God has been working tirelessly for the restoration of mankind. People do not know this brokenhearted aspect of God.
quote by Sun Myung Moon
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We have suffered unnumbered ills and crimes in the name of the Law of the Land. Our men, women, and children have suffered not only the basic brutality of stoop labor, and the most obvious injustices of the
system; they have also suffered the desperation of knowing that the system caters to the greed of callous men and not to our needs. Now we will suffer for the purpose of ending the poverty, the misery, and the injustice, with the hope that our children will not be exploited as we have been. They have imposed hunger on us, and now we hunger for justice. We draw our strength from the very despair in which we have been forced to live. We shall endure.
quote by Cesar Chavez
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Sonnet: Let Sufferings Come, So What!
My suff’rings isn’t big compared to others;
Each one’s sufferings appear too much to him!
How suffered my freedom-fighter brothers!
We tend to think that each one’s life is grim.
How pioneers suffer in walks of life!
How prisoners suffer in lone cellars!
How leaders strive to ward off unique strife!
How people suffer when come down pillars!
Suffered have many, much more than any;
How suffered Christ for man’s sins on the cross!
Sufferings in life will visit so many;
A man who suffers is now his own boss!
Sufferings are nothing when God is beside;
In suff’ring souls on earth, God will reside.
poem by John Celes
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Misunderstood
The ills of all the human race,
The woes of earth that bring disgrace
Would banish, if we only could,
Escape the fiend, Misunderstood.
When Eve and Adam pure and good,
The law divine misunderstood,
A downward course was then begun,
A race that all the earth must run.
The thought is sad, indeed, though true,
That sinners reap in season due,
The fruits of all they sow, and should,
For down in hell they're understood.
The infidels of giant brain,
Would save themselves a deal of pain,
By claiming truth, if such they could,
But they alas! misunderstood.
The wars that devastate the land,
The reason men for wrong will stand,
They have somewhere in seeking good,
The law of right misunderstood.
In harshness do we estimate,
The neighbors oft we underrate,
The scene would change it nature could,
The monster bare, Misunderstood.
The Negro Problem of the times,
Which breeds the most atrocious crimes,
Survives, because in crushing good,
The Golden rule's misunderstood.
The Savior's work on earth was one,
Of building up where sin had run,
He gave to all the highest good,
But passed through life misunderstood.
We long to rest when time is o'er,
In that beyond for evermore,
The habitation of the good,
Above the fiend, Misunderstood.
poem by Lizelia Augusta Jenkins Moorer
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The negro has suffered far more from the commission of this crime against the women of his race by white men than the white race has ever suffered through his crimes.
quote by Ida B. Wells
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Ive Suffered A Head Injury
Vanilla ice man cometh, goeth
Sampling, dealing, music stolen
To pre-pubescent girls appealing
Re-mix record contract sealing
Borrowed lyrics sung with feeling slumping
Record sales are healing
Concert hall promoters kneeling
Keeping grateful deadheads relling
Quite suppressed yet quite revealing
Influence is far from stealing
Ive suffered a head Ive suffered a head injury
Ive suffered a head Ive suffered a head injury
Techno-pop kids, stardoms rockets
Money in their labels pocket
Unrelentless, thoughtless selling
Busting charts, atop theyre dwelling
Lacking substance story telling
Lost the message in this yelling
Robbing fortunes from the willing
Endless posing, mindless chilling
Plastic icing airtime filling
Instigating art-rock killing
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Verve Pipe
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You Had It Comin'
Someone givin' you a hard time
You got on the attack
But some never had a chance in hell
Cos you were on their back
The news spread like a holiday
'Bout your "accident"
No roses, no wish you wells
That ain't money well spent
I wanna know what you were thinkin
As your walls came down
Surprised eyes of your sacrifice
Or just that you'd been found
If they done to you what you could do
You'd be torn apart
You haven't suffered quite enough boy
But it's a start
You had it comin', comin' to you
You had it comin', really had it comin' to you
My, my, funny time don't fly
When you got you to yourself
And your disease makes you ill at ease
Bad for your health
Then all these questions with your patient replies
Not foolin' anyone
If not for you only strong survive,if they run
You had it comin', comin' to you
You had it comin', really had it comin' to you
Someone givin' you a hard time
You go on the attack
Some never had a chance in hell
Cos you were on their back
If they done to you what you could do
You'd be torn apart
You haven't suffered quite enough boy
But it's a start
You had it comin', comin' to you
You had it comin', really had it comin' to you
song performed by by Nazareth
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Affluenza
An affluenza suffered has gone.
Moan on.
But they've got to snap back.
Because that affluenza traps
And it's hard,
For them...
To sacrifice their trinkets.
How will they live,
Without their bangled baubled beads?
But that affluenza suffered has gone.
And many with pretensions hate to have it even mentioned.
But that affluenza suffered has gone.
And a healing has to happen if they want a conscious back.
Since that conscious that they had has laid them flat on their back.
Yes,
An affluenza suffered has gone.
Moan on.
But they've got to snap back.
Because that affluenza traps
How will they live,
Without those bangled baubled beads?
The ones they use to wear around to get the people teased.
But that affluenza suffered has gone.
And many with pretensions hate to have it even mentioned.
But that affluenza suffered has gone.
And a healing has to happen if they want a conscious back.
Since that conscious that they had has laid them flat on their back.
Yes,
An affluenza suffered has gone.
But many with pretensions hate to have it even mentioned.
Since a healing has to happen if they want a conscious back.
And that conscious that they had has laid them flat on their back.
But many with pretensions hate to have it even mentioned.
Since a healing has to happen if they want a conscious back.
And that conscious that they had has laid them flat on their back.
Yes,
An affluenza suffered has gone.
Moan on.
But they've got to snap back.
Because that affluenza traps
Moan on!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Understanding is only misunderstanding
When you say
“I understand”
You simply confess
That you are only trying
To understand
And you affirm
To guard against
Misunderstanding
Though this may not be true
In a technical discussion
This is always true
When attempts are made
To evaluate issues
Pertaining to minds and emotions
Let us admit
We have not understood
Any one and
Any of the thought processes
Associated with any individual
How many of us
Have understood our parents?
How many of us
Have understood our spouses?
How many of us
Have understood our brothers
And sisters?
How many of us
Have understood our sons
And daughters?
How many of us
Have understood our customers,
Employers and employees
Bosses and sub-ordinates
More you are confident
About these understandings
More likely
You have misunderstood them
Do not ever claim
That you have
Understood others
As you now understand
That
Understanding is only
Misunderstanding
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Greatest sorrow, part one
I have suffered all the sufferness of these life
Two decades in the world
Pains become my pillow
Stress become my pen
Hopeless become my bed
Weakness become my strength
For no helper and no tree
In this world my stomach as suffered
The sorrow of the world now belongs to me
Many challenges without chances
My pen is my hidden power
But a leader must face all these sweet
Now i enjoy sorrow as lollipop
When will hope come to reality?
Look Into My Eye
In love,
I suffered..
My heart
A mound of pain,
Suffering and misery.
Cause,
you never looked into my eyes,
Never touched my brow,
Or told me your mind.
But,
Tied to you,
By a nameless bond,
I cried my silent tears
Streaming down my pale cheeks.
Suffered silently
My lone melancholy.
Hoping..
For the day
You would turn around
Look into my eyes
'windows to my soul'
Or touch my brow
And tell me something
Even if it was like
'go away'.
But...
days followed into days
Many days…
I wanted it to end.
The pain was awful,
The suffering intolerable.
One day...
God walked me..
Into this world of sunshine
All bright and dazzling white.
I suffered no more
My heart was again
An organ,
No longer
A mound of aching melody.
I am free…
As a bird
Out of shackles of chained melancholy
And as I fly
I still cry
For once…
Just once,
If you had,
Looked me into the eye..
poem by Anjali Kakati
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You Gad It Comin
Someone givin? you a hard time
You got on the attack
But some never had a chance in hell
Cos you were on their back
The news spread like a holiday
bout your accident? no roses, no wish you wells
That aint money well spent
I wanna know what you were thinkin
As your walls came down
Surprised eyes of your sacrifice
Or just that youd been found
If they done to you what you could do
Youd be torn apart
You havent suffered quite enough boy
But its a start
You had it comin? comin? to you
You had it comin? really had it comin? to you
My, my, funny time dont fly
When you got you to yourself
And your disease makes you ill at ease
Bad for your health
Then all these questions with your patient replies
Not foolin? anyone
If not for you only strong survive,if they run
You had it comin? comin? to you
You had it comin? really had it comin? to you
Someone givin? you a hard time
You go on the attack
Some never had a chance in hell
Cos you were on their back
If they done to you what you could do
Youd be torn apart
You havent suffered quite enough boy
But its a start
You had it comin? comin? to you
You had it comin? really had it comin? to you
(rankin......polygram songs)
Published by nazareth (dunfermline) ltd.
Copyright 1994 polydor gbmh, hamburg
song performed by by Nazareth
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Sonnet: No excuses, please!
Whatever I have suffered is not all;
May be, the tempter will come back with force;
Life’s upsets that I had are rather small;
May be, there are things that will be far worse.
But, every storm will usher periods lull;
The Sun will shine after the worst downpour!
Our life will not be always gloomy/dull;
With time, God opens everyone a door.
In life, we combat evils/ reverses;
And torments suffered will be things of past;
The poet knows not when comes good verses;
We never know to when be slow or fast.
Our earthly life is full of paradox;
The man who sees must know the Lamb from Fox!
poem by John Celes
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Two Husbands
Unpenitent, I grieve to state,
Two good men stood by heaven's gate,
Saint Peter coming to await.
The stopped the Keeper of the Keys,
Saying: "What suppliants are these,
Who wait me not on bended knees?
"To get my heavenly Okay
A man should have been used to pray,
Or suffered in some grievous way."
"Oh I have suffered," cried the first.
"Of wives I had the wicked worst,
Who made my life a plague accurst.
"Such martyrdom no tongue can tell;
In mercy's name it is not well
To doom me to another hell."
Saint Peter said: "I comprehend;
But tribulations have their end.
The gate is open, - go my friend."
Then said the second: "What of me?
More I deserve to pass than he,
For I've been wedded twice, you see."
Saint Peter looked at him a while,
And then he answered with a smile:
"Your application I will file.
"Yet twice in double yoke you've driven . . .
Though sinners with our Saints we leaven,
We don't take IMBECILES in heaven."
poem by Robert William Service
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Windmills and Stone Stables
Cows suffered in the days of old
For want of water and from cold,
Now of good water they have fill
For it is pumped by the windmill.
No matter how well cows were fed
They suffered cold in their board shed,
But good stone walls now them enfold,
And they are warm and safe from cold.
Now they do enjoy their fodder,
And repay with their full udder,
If bran slops you on cow bestow
Of milk it will increase the flow.
And in your efforts do not halt
But let them daily lick the salt,
And never let the dogs them chase,
But let them walk at their quiet pace.
poem by James McIntyre
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More Torture, Why Not?
Smoke, withdrawal, smoke, withdrawal, you know the drill
There never really was any kind of thrill
Just a slow insidious torture that took over your life
Took from you the ability to thrive
You've suffered in silence, too afraid to speak out
Wanted to escape, but your mind filled with doubt
More torture for sure, escaping this curse
Better staying in prison, freedom would only be worse
Freedom, no, not for the likes of you
Only more punishment all your life through
You've suffered for years and deserve only more
True freedom, never, something you'll never score
(Sydney, Australia - 2006)
poem by Alessandra Liverani
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Temple de la Douleur
My soul has suffered breaking on the wheel,
Flogging with lead, and felt the twinging ache
Of barbéd hooks and jagged points of steel,
Peine forte et dure, slow burning at the stake,
Blinding and branding, stripping on the rack,
The canque and kourbash and the torquéd screw,
The boot and branks, red scourging on the back,
The gallows and the gibbet. All for you.
These tortures are as nothing to the pain
That I have suffered when you gaze at me
With cold disdainful eyes. You do not deign
To smile or talk or even set me free-
Yet once you let me hold your perfumed hand
And danced with me a stately saraband.
poem by Harry Crosby
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