So long as these kinds of inequalities persist, all of us who are given expensive educations have to live with the knowledge that our victories are contaminated because the game has been rigged to our advantage.
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Even if you never do anything about this, you've benefited from an unjust system. You're already the winner in a game that was rigged to your advantage from the start.
quote by Jonathan Kozol
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Educations
education...... education..... educations......
The most important things in our life.........
only with education we can through our life easily....
u only manage to catch your dream with educations.........
whatever it is..... it will come true.... if you're educated...............
I've through my life almost 30years without education.....
and i can see.....
people are useless without educations......
and those educated are priceless.....in the eye's of the world
And now....
I realized how priceless educations are............
and i think....
still not too late to step up....
And i want to chasing my dreams............
even i know.......
I'm not younger anymore...........
Because............. if you're have no educations....
You're nothing.......
You're no body.......
And the most important thing.....
no body will look at you even with one sight..................
poem by Lina Manja257
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It's not good enough to give it tender, loving care, to supply it with breakfast foods, to buy it expensive educations. Those things don't mean anything unless this generation has a future. And we're not sure that it does.
quote by George Wald
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A Game We Shouldnt Play
(m&l - deris)
Do you believe in fate or chances
Design or coincidences
Would you say that all the people
Live their life for good and evil
Some have reached the end of patience
Start to play with gods creation
They know you
Control you
In a game we shouldnt play
Corrupt your heart
And make you part
Of a game we shouldnt play
We run blind
In a game we shouldnt play
Its all a game we shouldnt play
If we shall die now it will happen
If were good well come to heaven
If we shall live it will be so
End your life and youll see limbo
All is fixed and predetermined
Only time will stretch new sins
He loves you
Alarms you
Of a game we shouldnt play
He tells your heart
To stay apart
From a game we shouldnt play
We run blind
In a game we shouldnt play
Its that kind of game we shouldnt play
Manipulations on the genes
Nuclear contaminated seeds
Clone of the clone in the breeders zone
Its a game
A game we shouldnt play
We run blind
In a game we shouldnt play
Its that kind of game we shouldnt play
song performed by by Helloween
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An Easter Song
a chess to be played
victories and losses
to be taken
like gentlemen
the game is his
an ultimate plan
to make us gentlemen
of the best kinds
like how he gives
himself to us
on the Cross
a pain, a loss,
an eternal joy
a perfect gentleman
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Why? ? ?
Am I a looser who just don't wanna accept or i am afraid to confess?
why everyone out in the world is waiting eagerly for me so that they can suggest.
why everyone pretends that i am someone who have made out her life a mess.
why if something couldn't be achieved..all the previous acheivements have become useless.
why if the final short is missed all the previous victories have been dismissed.
why someone else's success seems to have joined hands with my failures to make fun of me.
why the absence os success overshadred all the flavours of life which were passionately required just few days back?
why someone else's success forces you to live his life even for a short while..
why i can't resist even when i know this will make the pain persist.
why a single miss makes meaningless all your previous hits.
why we forget all the kisses of success if we get a single kick.
why is it easy to suggest and difficult to follow.
why are we always ready to welcome success and failures allways knock when we are short of prep?
why its always the pain which we resist and it persist.
why me? ? ? this is the question we always want to b answered by pain and always forget when we get a chance to welcome the fame of success game....
why the success is something which we always deserve and failure is always when our badluck plays its role? ?
WHY? ? ?
poem by Pallvi Sharma
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All Kinds Of Time
The clocks running down
the teams losing ground
to the opposing defense
the young quarterback
waits for the snap
when suddenly it all starts to make sense
he's got all kinds of time
he's got all kinds of time
all kinds of time
he's got all kinds of time
all kinds of time
he takes a step back
he's under attack
but he knows that no one can touch him now
he seems so at ease
a strange inner peace
its all that he's feeling somehow
he's got all kinds of time
he's got all kinds of time
all kinds of time
he's got all kinds of time
all kinds of time
he thinks of his mother
he thinks of his bride to be
he thinks of his father
his two younger brothers
gathered around the wide screen t.v.
he looks to the left
he looks to the right
and there in a golden ray of light
and there his open man
just like he planned
the world is his tonight
he's got all kinds of time
he's got all kinds of time
all kinds of time
he's got all kinds of time
all kinds of time
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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She Takes
She takes one step back
And falls to the ground
Can not seem to stop laughing
Joking they say to all she has done
Not nearly what she sees tonight
All kinds of time she says
All kinds of time
She has all kinds of time
Drinking with despair they take her down
Throwing it all around
She has no money to spare
As she ask for help from her friends
All kinds of time he says
All kinds of time
He has all kinds of time
Writing it all for him to see
The way he use to be
No father around as she passes out
From not sleeping she's been wishing
All kinds of time they say
All kinds of time
All kinds of time to break her down
Nothing around as she picks herself up
In a place that has no name
Came on a bus with a bottle
She's been drinking
She settles down with no help
Can't remember the last night she felt sound
All kinds of time she says
All kinds of time
She has all kinds of time
poem by Sara Pounds
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Until That Day
War visits
too many places
traces blood markings
upon too many generations
War arrives
as old men decide
just where and when
to send young men to die
War leaves
too many faces
wearing traces of scars
which worm their way inward
then persist to endure as long as men live
because old men required young men should give
greater share than their bodies and minds had to spare
War will persist
as long as old men insist
So will war visit, again and again
Till the day young men decide it must end
and turn their guns instead - on those old men
poem by Mary Havran
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Sonnet: On Knowledge
Knowledge is one thing priceless, people want;
Knowledge is something gained by labor long;
Knowledge is infinite; master, you-can't;
Knowledge is changeable, much like a song.
Knowledge is deeper than the oceans deep;
Knowledge is larger than the Universe;
Knowledge is barely in life, just a peep;
Knowledge if badly used becomes God's curse.
Knowledge remains undiminished, tho' you- share;
Knowledge gives man, a civilised outlook;
Knowledge if improper, you ought to pare;
Knowledge is gained from Nature and by book.
Knowledge can make a man a wiser one;
Knowledge gives Wisdom in the longer run.
poem by John Celes
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I Hate You For Living
I hate you
Your hair smells like bleach
You’re somebody’s beach
You think you’re a success
But you fail in life
I prefer knowledge of a ware wolf
Then to be u
You need major help
Your only advantage is your tall
You live to be maked fun of
Not to make fun of
So go get a life
And please some knowledge
So take moment to think about your life
I really suggest that u change your life
poem by Amro Beige
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Of course the game is rigged. Don't let that stop you - if you don't play, you can't win.
quote by Robert Heinlein
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There are two educations. One should teach us how to make a living and the other how to live.
quote by John Adams
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There are obviously two educations. One should teach us how to make a living and the other how to live.
quote by James Truslow Adams
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Electronic Support
And as long as I don’t see
You on the television
Or I don’t hear about
You on the radio
Or I don’t even read about
You on the national newspapers
Everything you are telling me
That it is happing to you
I would consider them
As a pure fantasy
As a pigmentation of your
Own imagination
I can even go as far as
To advice you to become a novelist
I can even get angry
If you still persist to talk to me
About the all situation
If you still want me to believe you
If you still want to get my sympathy
If you still want me to help you
With the kinds of sufferings
That you are going through everyday
With the kinds of oppressions
That you are experiencing
With the kinds of famine and malaise
That your wife and children are being victim of
Get on television
Make a radio broadcast
Invite a writer to write about you
Not any kind of writer
A journalist
I insist a journalist
To write about you…Otherwise
I would find it boring to read
So, in short, get some kind of
Electronic Support to inform me
About your problems
While I am in comfort of my house
In my car or even in my office
Then I can believe you
Then you can get my sympathy
Then I can inform the all world
That you are indeed in need
Otherwise…Don’t bother me…
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poem by Frederick Kambemba Yamusangie
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LOSERS in the GAME
Detached from reality
so many stray
into a game
that the Illuminati play.
They live in a world
that doesn't exist.
But in their minds
they still persist
in believing it does.
They follow the crowd
and close their eyes,
afraid of the truth,
followers of lies.
Too tired to explore,
they follow along
in the footsteps
of generations before.
Until the masses
understand the game,
they'll never change.
They will stay the same.
How do we reach them?
What does it take?
How can we make them
come awake?
There's an on-going battle
for this planet of ours.
The benefactors will be
the ones with powers.
We are losing this game
because we don; t know the rules.
The Illuminati are winners.
We are the fools.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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He is a very positive captain; he is proactive as well as reactive. He is keen to read the game, to get in there, and he never stops thinking about the game, the situation, and trying to turn it to his advantage. He has been very good for the game.
quote by David Gower
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An Asset That Has Been Kept an Aspect of Victory
A game played that seeks to be effective,
Should at least have one who feels in competition.
What would be the advantage?
To say a winning has been won,
From someone who has long stopped interest...
Is not a game.
As much as it is a display of repeated shallowness.
And once that is witnessed...
Only those impressed with their own egos,
Seem the last to convince
Their attempts do not provoke attention.
And isn't 'that' the idea?
To keep what is not suspected,
An asset that has been kept an aspect of victory.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The economic game is not supposed to be rigged like some shady ring toss on a carnival midway.
quote by Arianna Huffington
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Why Do We Know?
Is division a cure or is additional comfort the bridge?
Why, I have almost all knowledge, all advantage.
This adeptness in the mirror angers my intelligence
As much as advice over the folly, the announcement in absence.
We describe few places in which live beauty of thought,
Or the certain sequence is long of the curses caught.
I may argue spirits, livid crimes and advice of long nature,
But appreciation of this felony is longer.
Why do we know? Why is spirit of an intellectual sober?
I suppose the look of ancient objects carried a neighbour.
The near one nauseates the next individual so that knowing
Is an awkward routine, and this was the abducting.
poem by Naveed Akram
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