Basically the school system sets you up with what it wants to set you up with. They're really good at it. I think they're too good. Problem is, what they're doing is conditioning kids to merely accept the culture at hand. But the rebels won't accept it.
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I Am Not Good Enough
I AM NOT GOOD ENOUGH
I am not good enough.
I will never be good enough.
I will die not having been good enough,
And the world will go on
Without my name
My memory
My immortality
My place among mankind’s true creators.
I have not been good enough
I will never be good enough
I have had enough evidence
And lived long enough
To know this.
Why then can I not be wise
And accept it?
Why must I try to the end
To be what I will never be?
God Who has given me so much
Has not given me this
I should simply accept it..
But I do not and cannot…
So I write this.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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You Won't See Me
Why can't we see eye to eye?
I feel you don't want to try
Cause you won't see me as i am
If you can't accept in me
The good with the bad
Then you won't see me cry again
You won't see me
Why'd you want to go and walk away?
I have got some things to say
But you won't see me as i am
If you can't accept in me
The good with the bad
Then you won't see me try again
You won't see me
I'll be movin on, i'll be long gone
You are in my range
I am in your sight
You say, things don't change
I say, they just might
You just might find that you can trust in me
If you look at more than just what you want to see
But you won't see me as i am
If you can't accept in me
The good with the bad
Then you won't see me around here again
You won't see me
I'll be movin on, i'll be long gone
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Parents Vs Children
Things that i don't understand in this world is that why do some people
get into relationship, getting married, enjoying life and making love.
But when it comes to children or when they already have kids, they
could not accept their responsibilities as parents. They do have
regrets of having kids especially if the kids are naughty, giving problem
or giving them headaches. They always beating, shouting, saying bad words to the kids saying wish you never exist, wish you never been born.
Instead of being calm, giving advice, doing good things which would make their children happy and be proud to have good parents.
Instead of thinking good ideas which would make them close to each other
.
Child is a child, they need more time with their parents. They need
attention, care, and love. Children are curious to everything, they need
to know antyhing as part of growing up. They need the guidance of
parents, but what I see nowadays is different. Parents just give material things to show their love for their kids.
Some parents just go out to parties, shopping, prefer to hang out with their friends rather than their kids. Then they just leave the children
to the nannies/babysitter.
Parents make their children be far from them instead children to get
close to the nannies who always there for them and give the love to the children. Parents must be a role model for the children, but what i see
now is that children do as what their parents do, they become more liberated.
There are also some parents who give up for their children. Some choose their own happiness, they don't like to stay at home with their kids. especially if thier husband dont have time for them too. the tendency, both couple would have a problem that result to divorce.
Where is the love that they shared? where is the promises and vows they had?
poem by Judith Kempis
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All kids, when they go to school, are pretty good artists and dancers and singers and poets. All that gets buried, basically through being educated, or brainwashed.
quote by William Wiley
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12.Education System
ah, our great education system,
like a hollow useless beating drum.
so tall the claims they make,
only few know how good they fake.
making the kids face hardships and toil,
breaking heads while making the blood boil.
what to do? how to do?
shall we try then magic or voodoo?
even then thats shall be of no victory,
the ministry is a corrupt factory.
we have no option but to accept them,
to walk in the mud and let it stick to the hem.
cause its our great education system,
like a hollow useless beating drum.
poem by Harshvardhan Pandit
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Accept my sympathy
In all sincerity
It is a pathetic pity
I merely offer sympathy
With such velocity
This sadness born out of the blue
That decides to levy itself on you
In your fixed stillness
I sense your illness
Accept my sympathy
You lost a pet
Somebody made you upset
Accept my sympathy
You lost a friend
Your broken heart is yet to mend
Accept my sympathy
You were once abused
Possibly at times wrongly accused
Accept my sympathy
You marriage is on the rocks
You got divorced, left without a buck
Accept my sympathy
You lost a fortune
Your voice can't sing a decent tune
Accept my sympathy
You lost in love or lost your job
Or perhaps at one stage got robbed
Accept my sympathy
Your life is a mess
Everything around you depresses
Whatever the circumstances
Accept my sympathy
And if I happen to show no sympathy
Please accept my sympathy!
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poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Dump The Good
Dump the good and accept the bad
Reject the happiness and always feel sad
Accept the foes and reject the friends
Push the realities and accept the end
Call day a night
Wrong a right
No peace but fight
Wish a barren sight
No God but only devil
Worship and pray only evil
No heart but nice to feel
Aim at and wish to steal
Respect to none and care for one
Self only one and rest all gone
Rule the world and create one fold
Try to look young despite being old
Stay behind and reap the harvest
Wish the sun to rise from west
Think not good and expect the best
Live on fate, sleep and rest
Prefer the own and listen to at night
See it blurred even with good sight
Look not at and present as you are keen
You will be then successfully seen
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sympathy In End
In all sincerity
It is a pathetic pity
I merely offer sympathy
With such velocity
This sadness born out of the blue
That decides to levy itself on you
In your fixed stillness
I sense your illness
Accept my sympathy
You lost a pet
Somebody made you upset
Accept my sympathy
You lost a friend
Your broken heart is yet to mend
Accept my sympathy
You were once abused
Possibly at times wrongly accused
Accept my sympathy
You marriage is on the rocks
You got divorced, left without a buck
Accept my sympathy
You lost a fortune
Your voice can't sing a decent tune
Accept my sympathy
You lost in love or lost your job
Or perhaps at one stage got robbed
Accept my sympathy
Your life is a mess
Everything around you depresses
Whatever the circumstances
Accept my sympathy
And if I happen to show no sympathy
Please accept my sympathy! By SARTHAK DAS
poem by Sarthak Das
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Accept It
Life is hard.
Accept it.
Momentary pleasures
Come and go…
Accept it.
Death evades you
When you need it the most.
Accept it.
Thoughts of death
Come and go…
Accept it.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Poem: 'Self-Abandonment
- 9. May.2006 -
The kids at school were mean to her
They called her nasty names
The kids at school abandoned her
Left her out of all their games
The kids at school hurt her badly
With each word that cruelly spoke
The kids at school were so unloving
As they slowly stole her hope
The kids at school were never kind
They put her through unspeakable hell
The kids at school gave up on her
So she gave up on herself…
poem by Rachel Ann Clark
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I think I was a good student, because I jumped over a school. My main interest was basically history and literature. Sports were basically basketball and swimming at a pool. I was so happy.
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Dark Chambers
There are some dark chambers in the riding school,
One answers the interrogation, the reality is such.
A month will accept, slaves slowly slumber,
Yet the real success rests in the majority of thinkers,
The philosophers so good in thinking out for life.
My darkness applauds me when the chambers empty,
The prisoners accuse me of some resting and pleasure.
I have a solution to make, and you are my problem
So great, so awesome is the star above at day.
poem by Naveed Akram
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New Colour for Education in My Country
Many International Schools are opened
They bring rainbow in my country
They will hand in hand with public school
To give good Education for our next generation
Character Building is one of the great purpose
That we should build to our children
since the beginning
Give our future generation
Knowing more then knowledge
But also a beautiful heart and mind
Parents should hand in hand with teachers
To introduce this beautiful lesson
A school is very lucky
If it has a great teacher
Not only have a good knowledge
But also have a Hugh heart to love their students
To care of parents problem
To be there when their students cry
To Help parents to teach their kids the best lesson in life
A teacher who has a great heart to make our children to be a Gold
in their own country
I wish i can be that kind of teacher
But it's still long journey to go
Me, still need to learn how become a great mom
Take Good Care Of Her
(words & music by warren - kent)
Take good care of her, take good care of her
I suppose I ought to say congratulations
For you won the only girl I ever loved
But I hurt too much to face the situation
Just take good care of her, take good care of her
Just to be around her was my greatest pleasure
She was everything my future held in store
So remember when you take my only treasure
Just take good care of her, take good care of her
I must accept it, she loves you more than me
So with my broken heart Ill bow out gracefully
Please dont send me any wedding invitation
For I couldnt bear to see her there with you
If shes happy, that will be my consolation
Just take good care of her, take good care of her
Take good care of her, take good care of her
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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You give, You receive, the Law.
That is the real friendship,
You stay with it until the last pleasure trip,
If you have no more to give or receive,
Say good by friendship or even love, good by and leave.
This is life when we teach each other,
What one knows, gives freely as a starter,
However, when both stops giving and no more,
Comes the end of the friendship, no time left to adore.
Do not regret, don't be sorry, just say good by,
Or just disappear and don't ask why?
You'll be ready for new lessons to come,
Open your mind, go with the wind, accept whatever you became.
Don't be a complainer,
Be happy wherever you are, be a good camper,
That is real happiness in our life long road,
Never gripe, complain, hate or question the problem,
Just solve and unload.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Any one who in discussion relies upon authority uses, not his understanding, but rather his memory. Good culture is born of a good disposition; and since the cause is more to be praised than the effect, I will rather praise a good disposition without culture, than good culture without the disposition.
quote by Leonardo da Vinci
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Be Good Johnny
Skip de skip, up the road
Off to school we go
Dont you be a bad boy johnny
Dont you slip up
Or play the fool
Oh no ma, oh no da,
Ill be your golden boy
I will obey evry golden rule
Get told by the teacher
Not to day-dream
Told by my mother:
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good be good (johnny)
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good (johnny)
Be good be good.
Are you going to play football this year, john?
No!
Oh, well you must be going to play cricket this year then,
Are you johnny?
No! no! no!
Boy, you sure are a funny kid, johnny, but I like you! so tell me,
What kind of a boy are you, john?
I only like dreaming
All the day long
Where no one is screaming
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good be good (johnny)
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Johnny!
song performed by by Men At Work
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To accept passively an unjust system is to cooperate with that system thereby the oppressed become the oppressor.
It's Mine to Own
Just give me my prize!
For a life lived...
Both bold and wise.
Just give me my prize!
Un-itemized it.
It's mine to own.
Just give me my prize.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Inside...
I connect it.
Now I can accept.
Those feelings I cried...
With heartache.
Deep in my chest!
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Just give me my prize!
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Inside...
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Those feelings I cried...
With heartache.
Deep in my chest!
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
Just give me my prize!
Un-itemized it.
It's mine to own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
It's mine to own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
It's mine to own.
Just,
Give me my prize I accept it.
It's mine to own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.
I accept it.
Now I can connect.
My own.
Just give me my prize,
I accept it.
It's mine alone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Use Of Laurels..
and talking about regret,
it is a word that i have deleted from
my vocabulary,
i have had it before
about to marry it and live with it
and perhaps have kids with
such a word...
lucky me, got noddles for
summer, ice cream for winter,
and cigars in my
silence
oh, you see, we need fans
sometimes even in the coldest seasons
of the year,
we need fire in the desert
sometimes
we must need what we do not need
sometimes
we must accept what we cannot
accept sometimes
and just be at home with all these
otherwise
what is the use of laurels?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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