This whole force is utterly demoralized by victory. There seems to be neither head nor tail.
quote by Charles Ferguson Smith
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Trust. Not.
Trust.
Not.
Anything somebody says,
To plant and keep inside your head.
Trust.
Not.
Anyone who comes to you,
With news they think you will approve.
Don't ride a lie,
Others drive.
To use you as their alibi,
To bring you down demoralized.
Don't scandalize,
Or compromise.
Or hide your eyes to try to hide,
From those who patronize their lives...
In lies.
To deny,
What they do.
Since it's you...
Who'll be used,
And screwed.
Trust.
Not.
Anything somebody says,
To plant and keep inside your head.
Trust.
Not.
Anyone who comes to you,
With news they think you will approve.
Just to see what you will do.
Like other folks they've trick and fooled,
Too.
And now it's you,
They wanna do.
Don't ride a lie,
Others drive.
To use you as their alibi,
To bring you down demoralized.
Refuse to be a fool,
And from them leave.
Ignore their pleas.
From them leave!
Leave them desperate.
And on their knees.
Trust.
Not.
Anything somebody says,
To plant and keep inside your head.
Trust.
Not.
Anyone who comes to you,
With news they think you will approve.
Like fools will do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Little Victory
A certain measure of innocence
willing to appears naive
a certain degree of imagination
a measure of make-beleive
a certain degree of surrender
to the forces of light and heat
a shot of satisfaction
Celebrate the moment
as it turns into one more
another chance at victory
another chance to score
the measure of the moment
is a difference of degree
just one little victory
a spirite breaking free
one little victory
the greatest act can be one little victory
a certain measure of righteousness
a certain amout of force
a certain degree of determination
daring on a different course
acertain amout of resistance
to the force of life and love
a certain measure of tolerence
a willingness to rise above
song performed by by Rush
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The leader is born
What do you want to be:
the tail of a lion
or the head of a rat?
Tail is fragile and safe.
Head is a bonnet and braving.
Some are tails, and trail behind.
Some are heads, and plunge ahead.
A leader is born and not made.
31.12.2000, pmdi.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Tiger By The Tail
What a shock it was so surprising
You looked so small and frail
I didnt know what to do
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
People said that you must be joking
You let emotions run away with you
I realized a little too late
I bit off more than I could chew
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
Sometimes you grip it right
And sometimes you fail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
At times life can be so enlightening
But it can turn on you
Lately it gets so complicated i
I dont know what the tiger will do
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
Sometimes you grip it right
And sometimes you fail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
Sometimes you grip it right
And sometimes you fail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Victory was not mine
The victory was yours.
And it still is victory belongs to you.
Victory was not mine.
You hurt me you hurt me.
You've scared me.
And yet the victory is yours.
You still continue to beat me.
You torture me every day.
Even though you raped me.
You still win.
And the victory is yours.
Its not fair you have the victory.
When you are evil personalised.
You are the peice of scum
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Mermaid
Yet, there it as-
An image composed of droplets mustering into focus
Reversible. Itself of itself the watery isomer.
Idea given substance, however tenuous and fading-
Tail, head, tail, tail, head.
An ancient enigma, certainly not pretty
But in sum, bewitching.
Had it power over flesh, could it see me?
Only indirectly, I recalled, as in the water's mirror,
And I must desire it first.
'Choose', said the hologram, sternly, from its higher station.
It was as if a hand had suddenly cupped my head.
But what part of the mermaid was I?
The muscular tail that could knock a man clear
Across a quarterdeck, against the rail?
A treacherous tail with a fornix?
Dumbly pummeling the floorboards, waterborne no more,
Spectral hues revived with a bucket of sea-water
Sparkled like a Roman grotto?
Judgement recoiled from the notion.
No, I would not!
The sickening barnacles, sea worts, the loathesome remoras,
Flukes, raggedy, gummed with oily beads
Always needing combing, combing, combing-
I touched my...
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Weird-Bird
from the wire chirp
on the wire chirp
frantic head
to and fro
to and fro
chirp, chirp, chirp
little bird on a wire
head and beak
to and fro
to and fro
ten times in a second
tail up, tail down, tail up, tail down
the tight feathered bodice
doing a twist
legs angled tight on tiny wire
a tightrope walker
chirp, chirp, chirp
looking for some fun
looking for a companion to share its day
chirp, chirp, chirp
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Weird-Bird
Birds are flyin' south for winter.
Here's the Weird-Bird headin' north,
Wings a-flappin', beak a-chatterin',
Cold head bobbin' back 'n' forth.
He says, 'It's not that I like ice
Or freezin' winds and snowy ground.
It's just sometimes it's kind of nice
To be the only bird in town.'
Shel Silverstein
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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I've seen too much hate to want to hate, myself, and every time I see it, I say to myself, hate is too great a burden to bear. Somehow we must be able to stand up against our most bitter opponents and say: "We shall match your capacity to inflict suffering by our capacity to endure suffering. We will meet your physical force with soul force. Do to us what you will and we will still love you.... But be assured that we'll wear you down by our capacity to suffer, and one day we will win our freedom. We will not only win freedom for ourselves; we will appeal to your heart and conscience that we will win you in the process, and our victory will be a double victory".
Martin Luther King in A Christmas Sermon for Peace, December 24, 1967
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Sonnet: Nothing Is Permanent
Some friends have left; some more are leaving too;
To greener pastures, grass, more succulent;
I wonder when comes turn to me, to you;
And if it comes, I'm sure, we won't relent.
'Tis sad that people never realize,
That all Indians are brothers and sisters;
And yet they cheat them by the game of dice;
Tho' honesty in this world sure matters.
'Ask not what your country has done for you;
Ask what you have done for it”-it is said;
The reverse saying with time becomes true;
For life is short before each one is dead.
If head is right, the tail will wag but slight;
If tail is right, the head can't show its might.
poem by John Celes
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Victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival.
quote by Winston Churchill
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Victory
Victory never comes from power over others
Real victory only comes from victory over self
Nothings gained from fighting your brothers’
For victory can’t be purchased “Off the shelf”
poem by Ray Lucero
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You ask, What is our policy? I will say; "It is to wage war, by sea, land and air, with all our might and with all the strength that God can give us: to wage war against a monstrous tyranny, never surpassed in the dark lamentable catalogue of human crime. That is our policy." You ask, What is our aim? I can answer with one word: Victory - victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory however long and hard the road may be; for without victory there is no survival.
quote by Winston Churchill
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The Little Slit in the Tail
I’M GLAD that the Bushmen can’t see me now
A-doing it tall in the town;
I’ve an inch-brimmed hat on my sun-burnt brow—
And my collar jumps up and down.
I’m wearing a vest that would charm a snake,
And a tie like a lost soul’s wail;
And I’m dressed in a coat of the latest make,
With a little slit in the tail:
With a little slit in the tail of it,
With a little slit in the tail.
My pants alone are a thing of joy,
And they’re built to show my bends,
With a crease behind and a crease before,
And a little curl in the ends.
I carry my nose-rag in my cuff,
And the lot should get me gaol—
I paid five guineas for my rig-out,
And one for the slit in the tail:
For the little slit in the tail of it,
For the little slit in the tail.
poem by Henry Lawson
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It is therefore utterly false to say that Marx revokes the law of value as far as individual commodities are concerned, and maintains it in force solely for the aggregate of these commodities.
quote by Rudolf Hiferding
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I Believe
when the ride
has its ups and downs
to turn your pretty face
to an ugly frown
seems that when i fix one thing
another one comes
clouding up my vision
but i can feel the sun
i believe that i can do this
i know that i can win
as long as i have
his love within
i believe that i can make it
i can make it through the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in ordewr to have my victory
i gotta believe
i have to see
myself at the finish line
i have to visualize
that everything will fall in line
i have to visualize the land
while riding throught the storm
i have to trust in my father
and open up my heart
i believe that i can do this
i know that i can win
as long as i have
his love within
i believe that i can make it
i can make it through the night
i believe thast i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in order to have my vitory....
oh heartbreak (i can handle it)
and heart pain (i can handle it)
being let down (i can handle it)
no ones around (i can handle it)
i believe i can (i can handle it)
i recieve i can (i can handle it)
and now in walkin right into my victory
i believe that i can make it
i can make it throught the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in order to have my victory....
(say it with me know)
i belive that i can make it
i can make it throught the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i amspecial
in every way
but in order to have my victory
i gotta believe
song performed by by Yolanda Adams
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I Believe
when the ride
has its ups and downs
to turn your pretty face
to an ugly frown
seems that when i fix one thing
another one comes
clouding up my vision
but i can feel the sun
i believe that i can do this
i know that i can win
as long as i have
his love within
i believe that i can make it
i can make it through the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in ordewr to have my victory
i gotta believe
i have to see
myself at the finish line
i have to visualize
that everything will fall in line
i have to visualize the land
while riding throught the storm
i have to trust in my father
and open up my heart
i believe that i can do this
i know that i can win
as long as i have
his love within
i believe that i can make it
i can make it through the night
i believe thast i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in order to have my vitory....
oh heartbreak (i can handle it)
and heart pain (i can handle it)
being let down (i can handle it)
no ones around (i can handle it)
i believe i can (i can handle it)
i recieve i can (i can handle it)
and now in walkin right into my victory
i believe that i can make it
i can make it throught the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in order to have my victory....
(say it with me know)
i belive that i can make it
i can make it throught the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i amspecial
in every way
but in order to have my victory
i gotta believe
song performed by by Yolanda Adams
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Harmful Cigar
May harm force an injury,
Let the beginning of time be day.
The day shall end in victory
For those in night, and the night
Shall turn into day again.
This day I force harm on yesterday
As if I smoke the cigars of time
That rely on clocks, and so I waste my time.
This is harm to the body
When supple arms pursue the smoking
In a way we object.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Shake A Tail Feather
(o. hayes, v. rice, a. williams)
Producer: chris lor-aldge
Albums: whats love got to do wth it
B-side of the why must we wait until tonight? single
Well I heard about the girl
Youve been dancing with
All over the neighborhood
Tell me why didnt you ask me baby?
Or didnt you think I could?
Well I know that your partner will never step aside
Ive seen you do the jerk all night
Why didnt you ask me baby?
I would have shown you how to do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Do it right
Ahhhh!
Twist it
Shake it
Shake it
Shake it baby
Here we go loop de loop
Shake it up baby
Here we go loop de la
Bend over and let me see you shake a tail feather
Bend over and let me see you shake a tail feather
Bend over and let me see you shake a tail feather
Bend over and let me see you shake a tail feather
Well, you bend over and let me see you shake a tail feather
Well, you bend over and let me see you shake a tail feather
All right
Ahhhh!
Twist it
Shake it
Shake it
Shake it baby
Here we go loop de loop
And we shake it up baby
Here we go loop de la
All right now
Bend over and let me see you shake a tail feather
Bend over and let me see you shake a tail feather
So you bend over and let me see you shake a tail feather
You bend over and let me see you shake a tail feather
Well can I see you bend over and let me see you shake a tail feather?
Well bend over and let me see you shake a tail feather
Do it
Shake it
Shake it
Shake it baby do the twist
Come on baby oh come on
Ohhhh come on
Ahhh
Ahhh
Twist it
song performed by by Tina Turner
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Beloved Son
The legs of Africa are,
The legs of a struggle;
The hands of Africa are,
The hands of hope;
The eyes of Africa are,
The eyes of a cry;
The head of Africa is,
The head of the unborn;
The tail of African is,
The tail of a mission;
The horn of Africa is,
The horn of pirates;
The face of Africa is,
The face of love;
Like a message to my beloved son.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Genie
I was given a lot of work, one day in school,
Surely boring math and science, fit for a fool.
I prayed God to grant me a wish
He sent a genie with a swish.
With very little hair, short and stout,
Wearing a yellow shirt, like a scout.
God granted me this wish under one condition,
The genie must never be jobless in any situation.
Failing which my head would burst into ten piece.
Thinking of my homework, I was at peace.
In a soft voice, the genie said, “Give me your command”
Complete all my homework was my only demand.
I thought him to be a dork,
But it completed all my home work
Within a second.
To my fates end
Again it asked for a command, what could be said,
If I don’t say any, I would be dead.
Then I handed him a broom
And asked it to clean my room.
As cleaning my room is a difficult task,
I thought I would sit and bask.
But to my great surprise,
It cleaned my room before I could blink my eyes.
I didn’t know what to say next,
If I don’t say my head would be a bust.
Thinking, I went near the window sill,
Where I found a dog, whose tail was never still.
Then looking at my genie, feeling very pale
I asked him to straighten the dog’s tail.
The genie went and tried
To straighten the dog’s tail, but he failed.
The genie tried in shine and rain,
But the tail would bend back without any pain.
Being successful in my command,
At the thought of having saved my head.
I felt water splashing on my face,
Then I got up from the daze.
Neither dog nor genie
Homework still to be done by me.
But when my dream comes true
What would I do?
poem by Meenakshi Hariharan
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