My great crime in the world is blunder I will get into scrapes without intention or any bad motive.
quote by Stand Watie
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Hardly a name in profane history is more august than his. Hardly another character in the world's record has made so little of its opportunities. His discovery was a blunder; his blunder was a new world; the New World is his monument.
quote by Justin Winsor
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Is It A Crime?
Is it a crime?
When love find its way home
Far away from what’s written in the name card
Yet it is the perfect place to dwell
Would we learn the new path?
Is it a crime?
When a vow loose its meaning
Far too fast from its due moment
Yet it is the sincere words to hold
Would we find the missing line?
Is it a crime?
When good intention change its color
Far too dim from its original shadow
Yet it is the brightest light to follow
Would we follow the former guidance?
Is it a crime?
When the heart beat miss its rhyme
Far too distance from its old note
Yet it is the lovely language to be spell
Would we understand the true lesson?
Is it a crime?
When the dream perform its reality
Far too complicated from what expected
Yet it is the finest story ever to be told
Would we appreciate the truth?
Is it a crime?
When the faith despise its power
Far too fragile from the restless mind
Yet it is the perfect theory to buy
Would we count on the premonition?
Is it a crime?
When my mind loosing its sanity
Far too reckless from my pure intention
Yet it is nothing but you
Would you reply all of my questions?
poem by Niken Kusuma Wardani
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No game in the world is as tidy and dramatically neat as baseball, with cause and effect, crime and punishment, motive and result, so cleanly defined.
quote by Paul Gallico
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It is easy enough to say that poverty is no crime. No; if it were men wouldn't be ashamed of it. It is a blunder, though, and is punished as such. A poor man is despised the whole world over.
quote by Jerome K. Jerome
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An Easy Dollar Nepotism Has Produced and Made
In the beginning,
Like all games played...
The motive is to undermine,
By an objective no one suspects.
The motive may be publicly announced,
To gain interest, funding and attention.
The objective is to discreetly deceive.
And if this is done with a few collectively...
An intention has succeeded and gains respect.
One can call an organization anything they wish.
With fanfare, music and drumming to assist.
Call it a collection of artists.
Since no one is left to become suspicious of this.
But an over-rated social agency...
To take advantage of one's ignorance,
Seems to have been for 'them'...
An easy dollar nepotism has produced and made.
'Those people know nothing about assembling talent.'
~That has never been their motive or objective.
They needed to find an easy way to feed themselves.
And declaring themselves knowledgeable of an industry,
Was all the proof they needed to bamboozle.
What have they done in the past fourty years?
Besides remodel kitchens and buy new cars.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For Vusi Masilela: With Nicholas Jiyane
Hey! My bra?
It's a deed is done
We have grafted a positive success
And synergy of time
So great like morning due
I give you a round of applause
It was like a dream
It's transplanted so fast
As fast as a springbok
running like a hungry leopard
When we met we shall cherish life
Like a Prince and Cinderella
Now we take a break
May be a short interval
From December to December
with 'Hope and faith' the budies
When we meet we shall be happy again
Like Romeo and the Juliet
Let's not ignore the golden rule
Let that given info maneuver in you
Preach the gospel of fighting crime
Live the world with goals
Success is the info-given
Knowledge is planted in each and everyone of you
No one will take it away from you
You had great ammunition
Ride a horse of success
I! I wish you the best
You have time to change the world
Together lets fight crime
Declare a crime our number one enemy
As it's a war again injustice
And there will be difference everywhere in the world
poem by Jacques Sprenkie Mateya
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An Unpardonable Crime
Strange is the justification
To launch a war,
Against the innocent
Against the weaponless.
Strange is the confrontation,
A shell or a missile.
Or a Daisy Cutter against a stone.
Pretended war has at the back,
The intention to reserve,
The reserves of the world,
For descendants of the Launchers.
Lands are being occupied,
The oil-wells are being usurped,
The rights are being snatched,
Multitude of homeless is being enhanced,
Hunger is being sponsored,
Smiles and laughter are being stolen,
The son are being slaughtered,
The brothers are being murdered,
The husbands are being smashed,
The properties are being damaged,
The blackened airs are to inhale,
Fire, smoke, and fume are ready to consume,
The human existence on the earth,
To the verge of extinction.
O! The leading heads,
Chase not the personal wellbeing,
Be aware of the fact,
We all are brothers and sisters,
Children of the same parents,
Though the colours of skin are different,
Yet in the networks of our bodies,
The same red substance flows.
War is an unpardonable crime,
A crime against humanity,
A crime against descendents,
A crime against God,
Though it is fought in pretension of peace.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Intention
Important intention
Intention important.
I intend to work for you
You banyan tree intend to
Provide shade.
Everybody here get
Tranguility peace perfection.
Intention important
Important intention.
I relinguish all
All fruits all hopes
All desires
And intend to remain
With you all day long.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Becoming Love
Looking for love.
Love from another.
One to fill my void.
A void that could not be filled.
The void was within myself.
Love has no criteria,
It has no agenda,
It has no motive,
Except to love.
It is void of expectation.
If I were to become it,
Then I could find it anytime.
For it would always be within me.
Our will, seeks to be loved.
God's will, asks us to become love.
Love, attracts love,
Like motive, attracts motive.
Love is for another,
Motive is for self.
You find what you are willing to share,
Or what you are willing to become.
At the end of our time,
The only thing that will remain,
Is the legacy of the love.
That we left behind.
What was given to us,
Goes back to heaven,
To be given back.
To those that remain.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Video Crime
Aint got room for charity
Skeletons man
Me, Im crawling with no cash
Chop it up
Me, Im looking for hot flesh
Chop it up
This skeletons mine
Chop it up
Chop it up
Blood on video-video crime
Video crime
Needles and pins and video crime
Video crime
Ive got dollars-Ive got sense
Wonder where the third world went
Aint got time for honeymoon
Chop it up
Trash time bundy, death row chic
Chop it up
Haunt this street from half past ten
Chop it up
Blood on video-video crime
Video crime
Needles and pins and video crime
Video crime
Late night cannibal-cripples decay
Just cant tear my eyes away
Aint got no room for charity
This skeletons mine
Aint got room for hollywood
Chop it up
Me, Im crawling with no cash
Chop it up
Blood on video-video crime
Video crime
Needles and pins and video crime
Video crime
Ive got dollars Ive got sense
Wonder where the third world went
Video crime
Chop it up
Video crime
Chop it up
Video crime
Chop it up
Video crime
Chop it up
Video crime
Chop it up
song performed by by David Bowie
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Looking Forward To The Last (Whatever Is It, I Can't Tell You)
in a state of haste and
disinterestedness
one looks forward to the last that one can
do,
it is an obligation after all,
art turning into work
less the feeling of awe
into that
choked creativity
the eyes ache
the arms are loosened
one feels the wholeness scattering
into bits
falling
and shattering sounds
of brokenness
i know these are all not clear to you
you doubt
precisely this is the real motive
the clearest and most
accurate intention
i just want you to think some more
about us.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Blunder To Accept
Blunder to accept
That is not yours
And what is yours
Is also a blunder.
Nothing is ever live
And you live
Nothing is same
Same is blame
And blame is nothing.
Not for a moment
Your stay and you stay
You stay and I rectify
I rectify blunder of stay.
You know what is
Known to the knower
Nothing to worry
Nothing to fear
Only I am here.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Tourist Bus 2011
a little world of
pleasure seekers
on wheels
where people
meet without any
intention
of really knowing
each other
greet hello
and
then leave as usual
saying
bye bye guys
have a great
time....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Crime and Murder
Crime and Murder,
If crime was right,
0h, how would the world be?
That murder is a disgrace,
maybe a thought for a genius,
but not all official thought,
Maybe hell is other's,
Taking us there,
The dogma has never killed the indifferent mind,
Oh yes history never changed, by these burden's,
We will wash all we did,
First World and Second World war's,
Keeping haunting us,
If we never live by the Sword,
We will never kill all these burden's,
Of Killing and Crime,
Robbing and Taking.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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Never Been Here Before
Never been here before,
I'm on top of the world.
Never been here before,
but I still i walk through door.
Venture into to the unknown.
I'm no longer alone.
You brought me to my knees.
God how I want to please.
I want to cure every disease.
One at a time that's fine.
Never been here before,
I'm on the top of the world.
Never been here before,
but still I walk through the door.
A uncertainty for eternity I thought.
But its not. Look at this shiny rock.
Look at what I got.
Its a miracle with a wave of the hand.
The rain stops, the flood halts before my feet.
The feeling is so sweet.
Some days you look good enough to eat.
Never been here before,
I'm on top of the world.
Never been here before,
but still I will walk through that door.
Moving mountains.
Making thunder without a single blunder.
Such great chemistry, it has infected me.
With a great sense of irony
Defying the order of chaos.
Creating something from a loss.
When I can't afford the cost. still I do it,
still I fight right through it.
Feet burning, soul urning, mind churning.
Life so surprising. So many secrets.
Divulge some please.
Never been here before,
I'm on top of the world.
Never been here before,
but still I walk through the door.
Walk through this door, this door.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Don't Forget who is your Father
God is Great
He created you and me so ladies and gentleman
he is the only person to praise and pray
Cause some of us we pray Alan people you pray him
who is him God is the one who created us
so guys help me to Thank him every time i'm sick i call him cause
he is the hiller the killer of diseases in the world
Help me to sing.
How great is our God sing with me how great is our God
all we sing is how great is our God age to age praise his
Great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great great great great great
GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD..
Thank you Help me pliz.
poem by Ruvimbo Daisy Matsika
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Love is not a crime, denying it is. Having dreams is not a crime, not chasing them is. Making mistakes is not a crime, not learning from them is. Life is not a crime, not living it is.
quote by Alexander Senturia
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The Great Lost Art Of Conversation
I must be blind
I cant see why
We cant work this out
It gets so tangled
When we try to talk and sort it out
Theres people dying for what they believe
And I cant even choose should I stay or leave
And were supposed to be in love
And the great lost art of conversation
Is lost on this man tonight
And the late crossed heart of good intention
Is forgotten in the heat of the fight
We count the scars to see who won
You wear them on your heart
It feels so strange you feel so numb
I thought Id fall apart
Ill take my leave
You take your lace
Lets leave it now with some semblance of grace
No point in trying to talk anymore
And the great lost art of conversation
Is lost on this man tonight
And the late crossed heart of good intention
Is forgotten in the heat of the fight
And know I wont keep holding on
Im not that strong
End it, its time we both moved on
No point in trying to talk anymore
And the great lost art of conversation
Is forgotten in the heat of the fight
And the late crossed heart of good intention
Is lost on this man tonight
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Though a good motive cannot sanction a bad action, a bad motive will always vitiate a good action. In common and trivial matters we may act without motives, but in momentous ones the most careful deliberation is wisdom.
quote by W.M.L. Jay
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One man may hit the mark, another blunder; but heed not these distinctions. Only from the alliance of the one, working with and through the other, are great things born.
quote by Antoine de Saint-Exupery
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