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Isn't it strange that ... people build walls to keep an enemy out, and there's only one part of the world and one philosophy where they have to build walls to keep their people in

quote by Ronald Reagan
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Walls

Walls of stone and walls of brick,
Some walls thin and some walls thick,
Walls so high and walls so low,
Walls to hide and walls to show.

Walls quite short and walls quite tall,
Some walls, last well, some walls fall,
Walls for comfort, walls of hate,
Walls for security, walls ornate.

Some as a barricade, some to support,
Walls of wood and walls of iron wrought,
Walls as a barrier, walls to enclose,
Some are to sit on, some to lean and doze.

Walls we build ourselves, these aren't good,
Walls for privacy, walls that have stood,
So many years through weather foul or fine,
Walls, that are yours, walls that are mine.

Brick by brick they are built to last,
Whether built now or in the past,
They shelter us from so many things,
And shield us from whatever this life brings.

poem by Ernestine Northover
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Houses

People who are afraid of themselves
Multiply themselves into families
And so divide themselves
And so become less afraid.

People who might have to go out
Into clanging strangers' laughter,
Crowd under roofs, make compacts
To no more than smile at each other.

People who might meet their own faces
Or surprise their own voices in doorways
Build themselves rooms without mirrors
And live between walls without echoes.

People who might meet other faces
And unknown voices round corners
Build themselves rooms all mirrors
And live between walls all echoes.

People who are afraid to go naked
Clothe themselves in families, houses,
But are still afraid of death
Because death one day will undress them.

Submitted by Stephen Fryer

poem by Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
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Tear Down These Walls

Verse1:
Oh the voice of equality
Hearsays all I find
Put your money where your mouth is
Were running out of time
Another generation
In a world of hurtful words
I listened for a ring of truth
But lies were all Ive heard
Wont somebody tell me why we hurt one another?
Chorus:
Tear down these walls
Once and for all Im trying to
Tear down these walls
Tear down these walls
Once and for all Im crying
No mans too great or small to
Tear down these walls
Verse2:
Enough harsh blows, enough put-downs
Were all one and the same
You are all my brothers
Though I dont know you by name
With drastic measures needed
When ashes turn to tides
Will we stand up for each other?
Or stand on separate sides?
Wont somebody tell me why we hurt one another?
Chorus
Bridge:
Lets build a bridge and meet halfway
And if we fall, well fall together
I know there once was a dark day
But the past shouldnt linger on forever
Cant we try to see with one eye
In a world full of all our people

song performed by by Debbie Gibson
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Walls

Within the walls that you keep building,
somewhere there must lie a heart.
A heart of stone or a heart of love?
Are the walls that you built
to keep something in,
or to keep something out,
or are you not sure.
The question then must be;
why do you build these walls?

poem by David Harris
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Together with the rest of the world, let us resolve to move forward from the beginnings we have made. Let us continue to bring down the walls of hostility which have divided the world for too long, and to build in their place bridges of understanding — so that despite profound differences between systems of government, the people of the world can be friends. Let us build a structure of peace in the world in which the weak are as safe as the strong — in which each respects the right of the other to live by a different system — in which those who would influence others will do so by the strength of their ideas, and not by the force of their arms. Let us accept that high responsibility not as a burden, but gladly — gladly because the chance to build such a peace is the noblest endeavor in which a nation can engage; gladly, also, because only if we act greatly in meeting our responsibilities abroad will we remain a great Nation, and only if we remain a great Nation will we act greatly in meeting our challenges at home.

quote by Richard Nixon
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Stop Breaking Your Heart

Rick astley
Times are hard, thats for sure
Lovers need to love a little more
Everybodys got to do their best
You cant complain
If you settle for less
And I know its hard for you
To do the things that you want to do
But every day can get a little better
If you rise up, stand up
And stick together
* stop breaking your heart
Dont fall apart
Were gonna build this thing together
Stop breaking your heart
This is the start
Were gonna make it last forever
Were gonna build this thing together
Now
I believe in you for sure
People need to learn
To trust a little more
Everybodys got a chip on their shoulder
Just because they feel a little older
I know its got to be
So much better, wait and see
Hold on for a little longer
Gonna rise up, stand up
And well be stronger
( * repeat 2 times )
Come on
Were gonna build this thing together
Now
Build it up, build it up
Build it up, build it up
Every night people fight
Im askin you do you think thats right
I believe that the feelings there
But the people are unaware, yeah
And I know its hard for you
To do the things that you want to do
But everything can get a little better
If you rise up, stand up
And stick together now
( * repeat 2 times )
Now (stop breaking your heart)
Oh now, yeah
Were gonna build it up
Were gonna build it up
Were gonna build this thing together
Build it up
Were gonna build it up
Were gonna build this thing together
Now ...

song performed by by Rick Astley
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Inland

People that build their houses inland,
People that buy a plot of ground
Shaped like a house, and build a house there,
Far from the sea-board, far from the sound

Of water sucking the hollow ledges,
Tons of water striking the shore,—
What do they long for, as I long for
One salt smell of the sea once more?

People the waves have not awakened,
Spanking the boats at the harbour's head,
What do they long for, as I long for,—
Starting up in my inland bed,

Beating the narrow walls, and finding
Neither a window nor a door,
Screaming to God for death by drowning,—
One salt taste of the sea once more?

poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Between Walls Between Walls

walls around us
always walls around us
morning till noon
till night walls always walls between
us i try to inser some words
of consolation between us
all walls rain walls between us
there is no word for us
for it
we, it, we, us, there is nothing
between us
air, between, us, air, air, air,
between us, still walls, walls,
speak, speak
why, why are these walls still walls
between us

i guess, you are dead, then
cogito, eureka,
will i be a happy man then?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ironic

Looking out into the streets...
All pass me by never a second glance. I see what I am...
I can't see myself standing here.
I can't really remember a time... being happy more than a day or three.
I can't really say I've been truly liked, respected or loved in my time of living.
Just existing to be laughed at, ridiculed, spat upon, name calling.
bitter words said, and ment. True feelings of hate
have come to light, surfaced upon so many lips, In that time and this.
I stand tall and build another wall, and look in my closet at the other walls I have torn down...
I will recycle the pieces of those walls to help build this one even bigger.
No one will climb over; no one will care to climb over to see.
I will not climb over.
No one sees me.
You will not see me.

poem by Jill Laughlin
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Poem to the World

Poem to the World

This is my poem to the world
into which my blood is curled
for Love beats at an open door
with so much more in store
I cannot find a better dose
in which to offer you my prose
But Love is my call Love to ye all.
Don't build walls but build a temple tall
for the Love of this World isn't small.

15-04-2009 Madrason

poem by Madrason writer
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Build A Fire (lenny Dee Remix)

Pulled up to rest, let the engine cool awhile.
Open the beans, gather wood for the fire.
I hum this tune, to all the girls I've known.
Should I care, about the chances I've blown?
Build a fire, they're gonna build a fire
Build a fire, they're gonna build a fire
They're gonna build a fire
They're gonna build a fire
When daylight breaks, I'll be down that road.
Rockman 'an me, with a lighter load.
We'll stop fo r lunch, in some taco bar.
Lee Marvin on the jukebox, 'Wanderin Star'.
Build a fire, they're gonna build a fire
Build a fire, they're gonna build a fire

song performed by by KLF
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It’s called the inner city

On death row I ask what happen to me
This is not the way it was suppose be
So I drag my mind trying to recall
The life I had beyond these prison walls
I see
Thin walls no privacy
Big yard, living in close proximity

It’s called the inner city
It’s called the inner city
A city no one build for me
It’s called the inner city
Yes it has shaped my destiny

On death row I ask what happen to me
This is not the way it was suppose be
So I drag my mind trying to recall
The life I had beyond these prison walls
I see

Adults sit around
Getting shot and maim
Children run around
Oblivious
Playing their games
In the filth that flows untamed

It’s called the inner city
It’s called the inner city
A city no one build for me
It’s called the inner city
Yes, it has shaped my destiny

On death row I ask what happen to me
This is not the way it was suppose be
So I drag my mind trying to recall
The life I had beyond these prison walls
I see
How hard I try not to run with the pack
But against me the cards were stack
They need protection they need someone
But you can’t protect them with empty hand
In the inner city

It’s called the inner city
Poverty, amidst luxury
A city no one build for me
It’s called the inner city
Yes, it has shaped my destiny

Political connections, fearless and strong
Dispensing justice with an even hand
Truth be told, I am a ladies’ man
So naturally they call me the “Don”
In the inner city

It’s called the inner city
It’s called the inner city
A city, no one build for me
It’s called the inner city
Yes, it has shaped my destiny

Now on death row
Soon, I’ll go
I am guilty?
No one will know
The script is written and sing like a song
They used, refused and then they kill the “Don”
In the inner city

Hah, ha, ha, a, a, a
Hah, ha, ha, a, a, a

poem by Ikhalfani Solan
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Its Ok

Its ok
Love is only meant for some
Im the rock
The shoulder you can cry on
I keep the walls from falling down
I keep the walls from falling down
I keep the walls from falling down
Ill play it straight
While you laugh and drink and party all night long
Ill designate myself
To be the driver who takes you home
I keep the walls from falling down
I keep the walls from falling down
You can be pretty and tragic
Ill try to keep the walls from falling down
You can be beautiful and fabulous
Ill try to keep the walls from falling down
I cant reach the pain you feel
But Ill try to keep the walls from falling down
If you can hold on
Lose your fear
Ill try to keep the walls from falling down
Falling down
Falling down
Where is your saint
To let you know youre not alone
To bring you peace
Help me be your friend your confidante
And keep the walls from falling down
Keep the walls from falling down
Keep the walls from falling down

song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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An Afterthought!

even stone shudders,
groans and cracks...
shifting on it's axis,
changing!

squirrels find erections,
and name them trees...
homes that reach to infinity,
beds fulls of nuts!

only people build houses
out of things dead...
feeling safe in the numbness
of walls that cant touch!

ah! but birds build nests
out of straw discarded...
waiting for angels to fill their wings
with stardust and magic!

and if god created breasts,
rainbows, and sunsets...
then rainbows and sunsets
were an afterthought!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Unhappy, Miserable Ones...

they say
a full stomach cannot make the brain
think,
they say too much thinking can be dangerous
for the mind
is one labyrinth that does not stop
the exit is hidden
and all you meet are walls
within walls
they say
in this world there are so many unhappy people
some for a lot of reason
a loved one taken so early
a home that breaks
a love that is wasted
hearts bleeding stabbed by the cruel dagger
of the playful
there are those who say
some people grieve over nothing and this is the saddest part of all
when reason is shattered
when that naked body runs away
a mad man
they say there are those who lie and kill and rob
in order to survive
they say there are people without conscience anymore
too many of them

i agree
completely. We have been included in what they have said.
And i can be one
among the rest....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Fool And His Money

build the strength
not in the pillars of your house
not in the height of your walls

build it
within the confines of your mind
within the beautiful boundaries of your tongue

the handsome face
crumbles on the moronic mind

the dumb finds itself ousted
sooner the fool and his money shall be parted

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Fool

build the strength
not in the pillars of your house
not in the height of your walls

build it
within the confines of your mind
within the beautiful boundaries of your tongue

the handsome face
crumbles on the moronic mind

the dumb finds itself ousted
sooner the fool and his money shall be parted

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To Purposely Offend Them And Hurt Their Feelings

Those who use tired and old tactics,
To build up defenses...
With others sympathetic to their pretenses,
Run into the same brick walls.
And...
The walls are not new or recently installed.
Those repeatedly running into them,
Are convinced...
And insist,
They have been placed there...
To purposely offend them and hurt their feelings.
With no intention meant,
To self examine their own actions.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Heart Accept Another, No Bridge Required On River Of Life!

How can people build bridges,
When are busy in building houses
and towers,
Temples, churches
And mosques,
When belief breaks relations, But not interested in invisible
bridges between hearts
only some hearts weep,
Hearing cry of other ones! Either are sincere,
Or reached lonely island,
When ship of life wrecked!
Only faith construct bridges,
Beliefs break them and from that
stones, Build walls of forts! When heart has eyes to look into
another heart,
When one accept another,
No bridge required on river of
life!

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Masters Of War

Bob Dylan - "30th Anniversary Tribute")
Come you masters of war, you that build all the guns
You that build the death place, you that build all the guns
You that hide behind walls, you that hide behind desks
I just want you to know, I can see through your masks
You that never done nothing, but to build and destroy
You play with my world, like its your little toy
You put a drug in my head, then you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run following the fast foolish lie
Like Judas of old, you lie and deceive
A world war can be won, and you want me to believe
But I see through your eyes, and I see through your brain
Like I see through the water that runs down my drain
You that fasten all the triggers, for the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch, while the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion, while young people's blood
Flows out their bodies and is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear, that could ever be hurled
The fear to bring children, into this world
For threatenin' my baby, unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins
How much do I know, to talk out of turn?
You might say that I'm young, you might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know, though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question, is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness? Do you think that it could?
Oh, I think you will find, when your death takes its toll
All the money you made will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die, and your death will come soon
I'll follow your casket, in the pale afternoon
And I'll watch as your lowered, into your deathbed
And I'll stand on your grave till I'm sure that your dead

song performed by by Pearl Jam
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