If I don't die in a plane crash or something, this country has a rare opportunity to watch a great talent grow.
quote by Eddie Murphy
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You will surely die!
Opportunity what is that?
Is it bad or good?
Is a relationship with another
Person an opportunity to grow or to die...
As in I wish I were dead.
A woman is indeed a rare, rare opportunity
And if you ever get the chance to meet such
An opportunity...
And mistreat her, you will surely die.
A woman is the cradle of life...
She is a pandora box...
She is also a fox.
A woman is awake up smile
A mother to a child
A doctor or lawyer when she need be...
She was created for the world and me.
So an opportunity to be in the company of woman is rare.
God created such perfection there...emotional perfection.
Woman is an opportunity of good will...
Still.
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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The Positive and the Negative Charges
More people die yearly in car accidents than in a plane crash,
But the British, John Boyd Dunlop, invented the rubber tyre in 1888.
More people die yearly in car accidents than in a plane crash,
But Rudulf Diesel invented the diesel engine with patent Nr.67207 in 1892.
More people die yearly in car accidents than in a plane crash,
But Carl Benz invented his car with patent Nr.37435 in 1886.
More people die yearly in car accidents than in a plane crash,
And today we are bombarded with many vehicles arouns us!
But to everything in this life, we do have the positive and the negative charges;
And like the pros and the cons of any act.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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This Is The Lucky Country
This is the lucky Country but not for everyone
Not for the grieving mother who has buried her young son
Left to die on the roadway in a case of hit and run
Not for her the lucky Country when all is said and done.
This is the lucky Country for the new tattslotto millionaire
For to scoop the big jackpot such luck indeed seems rare
And though others they may tell you for to win you must be in
So many have to lose out for one to have a win.
This is the lucky Country a well known politician said
And on his huge retirement pension he won't go short of bread
He also said in future decades no Aussie child would know of poverty
His prophesy is off the mark how very wrong is he.
This is the lucky Country or so we have been told
But not every gold prospector finds a big nugget of gold
And like the big tattslotto winners and their type are quite rare
So many must grow poorer for each new millionaire.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I bet the main reason the police keep people away from a plane crash is they don't want anybody walking in and lying down in the crash stuff, then when somebody comes up act like they just woke up and go, 'What was THAT'
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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Too Much Talk
there is so much talk
on TV
this morning on some
bleak news of
the crash
of the financial market
the crash of
an Indian plane
the crash of the
whole world
turning glaciers into
water
the extinction of the prakees
and the parakeets
the journey of the tadpoles
on higher places of
the mountains
there is so much talk
so much talk
i turn the TV off
and savor the taste
of my
breakfast of
silence.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Why A Genius Is So Rare?
Why a genius is so rare?
Because it’s needed time and luck for that person to find his true talent
It is needed chance and hard work to explore his hidden talent
It is needed good and understanding to accept his unique talent
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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I fly away from Tanzania
I fly away from Tanzania
and as the plane turns
over Dar es-Salaam,
I see the statue
of the black man
breaking his chains
and I wonder
who is really free
in a land of poverty?
The sea is dark blue
and a flotilla of small boats
are carrying tobacco, coffee
and cotton to ships
in the deeper water.
The great country
stretches out under the plane
and the massai mara planes
looks as if it goes on
into infinity
and I plan to visit
the Serengeti National Park,
to go to Zanzibar
and to climb mount mount Kilimanjaro
when I return
Three weeks of erecting cell phone towers
flew past in a blink of a eye
and I am going home again
and the Nyasa Lake
passes like a blue sea
under the plane.
Johannesburg international is hot
and it’s the beginning of spring
and the Wimpy has got
cheap burgers
and bottomless Coke
and I drink
as if coming out of the desert
and it’s great to be back
in my own country again.
poem by Gert Strydom
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If you get a great opportunity you have to grab it and don't let go, then extend it with alot of effort...talent is nothing more then love for the cause.
quote by Romy Schneider
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Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow the talent to the dark place where it leads.
quote by Erica Jong
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Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow talent to the dark place where it leads.
quote by Erica Jong
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Yep, You Told Me
A plane crashed
Between Chicago and LA
It's all my fault
I didn't do the pre-check
I'm a bit shook-up
Oh Bea
You tried to warn me
You said, 'Young man,
This plane has got to crash
It don't have no pilot
It's running out of gas'
I said, 'Bea,
You just don't see
I'm flying this plane
And the gas will last'
But the engines started to putter
My mind began to flutter
As I held onto the wheel
If it had to smash
I'll die with it
That's the only thing I could see
Then I said,
'Wait a minute
what am I doing
I have to jump'
You know Bea
I'm an injured man
But I'm a living man
That's the way it should be
But the wounds will heal
Again I'll feel
And I don't know
Guess I'll have to see
poem by Roger Harkness
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It is a very rare thing for a man of talent to succeed by his talent.
quote by Joseph Roux
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Everyone has a talent. What is rare is the courage to nurture it in solitude and to follow the talent to the dark places where it leads.
quote by Erica Jong
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Most successful men have not achieved their distinction by having some new talent or opportunity presented to them. They have developed the opportunity that was at hand.
quote by Bruce Marton
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I think you should make more movies, more musicals. I think the public deserves that. I think this country deserves to be able to get out and foster that talent. Give them an opportunity to become stars. I think the whole idea is wonderful.
quote by Donald O'Connor
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The Unknown Country
WHERE is the unknown country?'
I whispered sad and slow,--
'The strange and awful country
To which I soon must go, must go,
To which I soon must go?'
Out of the unknown country
A voice sang soft and low:--
'O pleasant is that country
And sweet it is to go, to go,
And sweet it is to go.
'Along the shining country
The peaceful rivers flow:
And in that wondrous country
The tree of life does grow, does grow,
The tree of life does grow.'
Ah, then into that country
Of which I nothing know,
The everlasting country,
With willing heart I go, I go,
With willing heart I go.
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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I Grow Old
i grow old, i grow old
i shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled
and steal from TS Eliot
thinking no-one knows
i grow old, i grow old
i shall cease to do what i am told
and stay in bed till sunset
when the weather gets too cold
i grow old, i grow old
i shall only wear my crumpled clothes
and look disdainfully at others
when they roll up their nose
i grow old, i grow old
i shall watch events unfold
and take a greater pleasure
in an elder statesman role.
i grow old, i grow old
i shall never play lawn bowls
and never will watch cricket
that's too boring for the soul.
i grow old, i grow old
but i shall never be so bold
as to admonish others
when my views they do not hold.
poem by David Keig
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The City Vs. The Country
In the city where the colours run dry,
Or in the country where the farmers grow rye.
In the city where there are fees,
Or in the country where beauty is free.
In the city where there are loud crowds,
Or in the country where you can watch clouds.
In the city where you camp out in your room,
Or in the country where you have fun dancing with a broom.
In the city where there are polluting cars,
Or in the county where you can see stars.
In the city where you seal the deal,
Or in the country where you can heal.
In the city where you say later,
Or in the country where you can see the water.
In the city where space is tight,
Or in the country where you hold their hand in the moonlight.
Written by Haley McRae,14.
poem by Haley McRae
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God's way
god's way
the worst boy in the class
today's world genius
inspired by:
Everyone has a talent.
What is rare is the courage to nurture it in solitude
and to follow the talent to the dark place where it leads.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Where Have I Been?
'Where have you been? '
Where have I been?
Giving myself the opportunity to grow.
Reflecting.
Dissecting.
And self examining.
With the doing of those things,
That will bring an understanding.
Knowledge obtained,
Needs the support from others...
For more of it to be gained.
And I embrace those,
Who have come face to face with change.
Those who comprehend,
Nothing accepted today will remain the same.
Where have I been?
Giving myself the opportunity to grow.
And 'that' which isn't doing it...
I have to let it go!
Without debate or loss of patience.
I am reaching for a seeking of clarity.
I've sought Sun.
I am not one comfortable in hiding...
When those cloudy days come,
To delight in disguise.
My vision needs to be freed of fog or smog.
Where have I been?
Giving myself the opportunity to grow.
And preparing for all kinds of weather.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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