The corruption of the best things gives rise to the worst.
quote by David Hume
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The corruption of the best things makes the worst.
Corruption
From the drip drip drip of the teardrops
To the chink chink chink of the cash
To the end end end of the friendships
To the wack wack wack of the bash
Corruption corruption corruption
Rules my soul
Corruption corruption corruption
Rules my soul
From the tick tick tick of your times up
To the yes yes yes of Ill sell
From the fact fact fact of the souless
To the pact pact pact with hell
Corruption corruption corruption
Rules my soul
Corruption corruption corruption
Chills my bones
Corruption corruption corruption
Rules my soul
Corruption corruption corruption
Chills my bones
From the scream scream scream of the babies
To the retch retch retch of the youth
From the lie lie lie of the righteous
To the lost lost lost way I feel
Corruption corruption corruption
Rules my bones
Corruption corruption corruption
Chills my bones
Corruption corruption corruption
Rules my soul
Corruption corruption corruption
Rules my soul
Corruption
Corruption
Order in the court
Decision to abort
The monkey wants to speak
So speak, monkey speak
Speak monkey, speak
Speak monkey, speak
Speak monkey, speak
Everything leads to corruption
Everything leads to corruption
Corruption
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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The most and the worst
Man wants money most
And uses it worst.
He wants time most
And spends it worst.
He wants things most
And waste them worst.
He wants women most
And miss them worst.
31.12.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Worst And The Best
in the hospitals and jails
it's the worst
in madhouses
it's the worst
in penthouses
it's the worst
in skid row flophouses
it's the worst
at poetry readings
at rock concerts
at benefits for the disabled
it's the worst
at funerals
at weddings
it's the worst
at parades
at skating rinks
at sexual orgies
it's the worst
at midnight
at 3 a.m.
at 5:45 p.m.
it's the worst
poem by Charles Bukowski
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Where Is She?
Where is she, I wondered, when she wasn't there.
If she's not here she could be anywhere. She could be
anywhere and not alone.
I began to imagine the worst. At every imagining
I thought I had imagined the worst, then I imagined
something even worse. It got to the point where my
imaginings no longer included her. I realized that the
worst did not encompass her. As my imaginings continued,
as worst superseded worst, making the preceding worst
only worse, I began to forget her. As worst got worse,
I forgot her more. Things were getting pretty bad, and
I had almost forgotten her completely, when she
reappeared.
poem by Peter Cherches
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A cruel beast
Corruption,
A vice so loved.
The voiceless,
Suffer in its hands.
The powerful,
Feast its fruits,
Corruption,
A vice so evil.
Land,
From it emanate.
Mansions,
Like mushroom they sprout.
Cars,
Like bees they swarm.
Corruption,
A vice so evil.
Poverty,
A son to it has become,
Who,
A by-product is,
Corruption,
A vice so evil.
Mercy,
To it is rubbish,
Prosperity,
In its mind constantly dwells.
Corruption,
A vice so evil.
poem by Michael Wamalwa
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Corruption in India
In the sacred land called Bharat
Corruption has become a habit.
From top brass in authority
To the lower sections and aam aadhmi!
But the menace has gained strong roots
Into every sphere and profession;
All the good that is being done
Is offset by corruption.
Blame corruption for many evils
And vices that plague society;
It is the cause for democracy
Being unable to deliver its fruits!
It is reason for rich becoming richer,
And the poor turning poorer;
It is the cause of price-rise,
And taxes exorbitant!
It is why black-money grows
And black-marketing prevails;
This is why India remains quite poor,
And under developed among world nations!
If only corruption can be curbed,
India will become a paradise;
A billion souls can live in peace,
And prosperity will dwell upon all!
Thanks to one great Indian soul,
Anna Hazare for awakening Indians
Against corruption – root cause of poverty!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 28-08-11
poem by John Celes
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The Fight Against Corruption
The country cannot bear it anymore;
The vice has gained in-roads to every sphere;
Corruption rules the roost in daily life;
The weed has grown much better than good plants!
The common man’s the most affected one;
Corruption stays in forms, guises galore;
Taxes are worse and thanks to corruption;
No one is happy with the pay he gets!
Cheating has turned to be the way of life;
Stealing is not a crime for corrupted;
Corruption is the prime cause for price-rise;
The big cheats thrive despite the stricter laws.
Progress has been stifled by corruption;
The hand is used to get bribes all life-time;
The tongue speaks lies with ease and variety;
The time has come to root out corruption.
But who will fight this social evil great?
The few who try are not perfect at all;
The honest ones who try don’t make headway;
The beast is live and loitering afree!
The shark no longer stays in deeper seas;
The ice-berg’s tip can’t be made out these days;
The roots are stronger, gone too far and wide;
The habit’s now second nature of man!
No nation can go on in this fashion;
The good that’s done is undone by this bad!
A popular uprising is the answer;
But good leaders are not an easy find!
Fasting is not the way of doing things;
Violence only begets violence with time;
A lot of patience is needed to fight;
Unite must souls, hearts, minds to curb menace.
Real progress comes if corruption’s less;
Most people are fed up with how things are;
A renaissance must soon stem this vice fast;
Just righteousness can win over evils!
’Tis time to fight corruption in all ways;
Perseverance will tilt the balance soon;
A lot of sacrifice is essential;
The victory is a priceless gift to man!
Fondly dedicated to ‘Anna Hazare’, Indian freedom-fighter
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-06-11
poem by John Celes
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Worst Comes to Worst
(Babu mixing)
"Worst come to worst my peoples come first"
"Worst...come.....to worst"
"Worst come to worst my peoples come first"
"Worst come...to...worst"
"Worst come to worst my peoples come first"
(Evidence talking)
Yeah
It's goin down y'all
That's Babu
Yo
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On Corruption
If corruption be mammoth tree,
Whose seed got planted by many,
But nurture it, most of us do-
Uproot it early, we ought to.
If corruption be cancerous,
And made by man and not inborn,
That we can give to all others-
The cure is within us, brothers.
If corruption is our pet beast,
But wild in nature, pampered free,
Some day, we’ll end up as its feast-
So, shackled in cage, let it be!
The destiny of nations all
Are threatened by corruption’s cloud;
The rain is worse than nuclear pall-
Let mankind not invite this shroud!
poem by John Celes
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‘I’m Anna! ’ - Movement: Poem on Corruption in India
The poor become poorer each day
The rich turn richer every way
Corruption is the cause that may
Prevent a nation’s progress, Aye!
Corruption rules the world in ways
Indiscernible yet, always;
The common man’s heart, mind and face
Reveals the menace in each case
Corruption wears so many masks;
The corrupt in lucre’s sun basks;
All accept it and no one asks,
‘Why burden-some turn daily tasks? ’
Corruption has gone too rampant;
It runs amok like an elephant;
The poor man’s life is like an ant;
Mass rallies slogans only chant.
The war to curb corruption’s on;
Good youth in India have been born;
The people get gleanings of corn,
While sheaves in rich men’s homes adorn.
Corruption’s the cause of price-rise;
Share-markets play a game like dice;
Taxes have grown mammoth in size;
A tax-payer ashamed then dies.
Which leader will then stem this rot?
– Democracy is badly caught;
The fight must be much bravely fought
Till freedom after Freedom’s got!
Dedicated to ‘ I’m Anna! ’ movement hero in India
Shri. Anna Hazare
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-08-11
poem by John Celes
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Doom
See no evil, Hear no evil,
Speak no evil, that we learnt
That is why we did not notice
When the whole country burnt
With the lava of corruption,
emanating fire and fume
Grasping all in its flames
Bringing this world to doom
Not a single job can be
Got without connections,
Nor can the children see
A future without donations
Rapport with the right person
Is a must to rise upward
Who does not care for it
Does not go forward
Corruption, Match-fixing, Donation,
Approaches and Bribery,
Is there anything further yet
Left for us to see
There is a need for revolution
Corruption which will beat
Which will douse this lava
And its mighty fume and heat
Someday all this will change
And for the better, hope I,
So the coming generations
Will not have to sit and cry;
When all will be educated
From the king to the urchin,
The world will then be
A paradise to live in.
poem by Vishnu Sampoorn
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Then there is the worst part of Christianity, which is awful: power, corruption, manipulation... But then again, these feature are ever present in any organization.
quote by Bruce Kent
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It's very simple. If the American people care about a lot of things including corruption in government, then, in fact, if you use the power to appoint in order to do political business, to clear fields, to save your party money and so on, if it's not a crime - and I believe it is - it certainly is business as usual, politics of corruption.
quote by Darrell Issa
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The radio talks about corruption
As i take breakfast
The radio speaks
About the recent scandal
On corruption
Of school funds
Ghost Gyms and
Ghost schools somewhere
In the South
2.5 Million in their pockets
Time has changed
Corruption has become one big cliche
In My own society
Nothing will change
Except how i view corruption
It is a way of life and I shall learn
To live with it.
Meanwhile, i change the station
To classical music
That lasts its purity and kindness forever
Relaxes my soul
Strengthens what weakness
Wants to die
The radio talks of corruption
Nothing's new and I turn it off.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Original - Time, My Worst Enemy
Time, My Worst Enemy
Keeping me away from you
Time, My Worst Enemy
Moving slowly when we’re apart
Time, My Worst Enemy
Fleeting when you are near
Time, My Worst Enemy
Battling with it daily
Time, My Worst Enemy
Stealing moments from the clock
Time, My Worst Enemy
Until you are in my arms again
Time, My Worst Enemy
Rapidly chasing us down
Time, My Worst Enemy
He will not take you this time
Time, My Worst Enemy
You are in my arms to stay
Time, My Worst Enemy
Has Lost!
Stop Being So Dramatic
You tell me what you think and mean.
But why you don't,
Let it go!
When we're walking in the streets,
There's always a scene.
And under spotlight...
You begin your show.
Let it go.
Your past and those bitter things.
Let it go.
Why can't,
You let it go.
Does your happiness mean anything?
Then you've got to let stuff go!
Let it go.
Stop being so dramatic.
Let it go.
Stop being,
Those worst of fanatics.
Let it go.
Stop being so dramatic.
Let it go.
Stop being,
The worst of fanatics.
You spend your days fantasizing from your window.
Locked up tight without a social life.
And you tell 'me' I'm growing old.
But I'm not sitting with my eyes half closed.
Or watching my life pass by...
From a window.
Let it go.
Your past and those bitter things.
Let it go.
Why can't,
You let it go.
Let it go.
Stop being so dramatic.
Let it go.
Stop being,
The worst of fanatics.
Let it go.
Stop being so dramatic.
Let it go.
Stop being,
The worst of fanatics.
You tell me what you think and mean.
But why you don't,
Let it go!
Stop being so dramatic.
Let it go.
Stop being,
The worst of fanatics.
Let it go.
Stop being so dramatic.
Let it go.
Stop being,
The worst of fanatics.
You let life flow to pass you from your window!
Framed-in-pain...
Let it go!
Stop being so dramatic.
Let it go!
Stop being so dramatic.
Let it go!
Stop being so dramatic.
You need a hit to spark that light inside!
Let it go.
Stop being so dramatic.
Let it go!
Stop being,
The worst of fanatics.
You let life flow to pass you from your window!
Stop being so dramatic.
Stop being so dramatic.
Stop being so dramatic.
Stop being,
The worst of fanatics.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Corruption Is Global
Corruption is a global phenomenon
It has gained in roads into every sphere and level
People are so fed up of the monster
It is high time, it must be destroyed
Corruption is so rampant
It poisons every society
Sparing none in its wake
The common man most suffers
Corruption is an incurable disease
It cannot be wiped out but curbed
Politics and governments thrive by it
The end of the road is unclear
poem by John Celes
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Rise, Rise to the Occasion
Rise, rise to the occasion
Rise, rise to the invitations of life
Oh rise, rise to the music of joy
Uh rise, rise to the victory over strife!
This is the time for you to march forward
Oh son of the Mighty! Valor is the key
This is the urgency to show courage abundant
Oh daughter of Energy! Courage is the key
Rise, rise to the tide and rise to the low
Defeat lethargy and defeat fear
Mind the goal and attain it
The guts are here and the glory is here
Face the challenge, embrace it
Cross the puddles and the furrows
Calm the heart and fight the battle
Celebration’s for you – not the sorrows
Rise, rise then, rise O bright!
Rise, rise then to the right
Tire not, rise till the end of the path
Rise, rise then to all the might!
poem by Bhaswat Chakraborty
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Only optimism kills
It comforts me, when things go bad,
To think they aren’t worse as they could be.
It still comforts me, when things turn worse,
To think they aren’t worst as they could be.
It still more sooths, when things fell worst,
To think they are so bad that it would better.
Thus the optimism drags me down
While the events might still worsen..
30.01.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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