Choosing one's leaders is an affirmation that the person making the choice has inherent worth.
quote by Linda Chavez
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Disturbed By the Process
What a convenience it is,
Not to think!
Or be disturbed by the process of thought!
I use to believe,
A request to be left alone...
Once admitted,
Should be respected.
Or that person left alone,
As requested.
Not thought of as a conquest!
Today?
People have no sense of 'self'.
With a choice to defend their ignorance.
Like a mob...
Choosing to tar and feather someone,
If that person declares a wish
To be from them dismissed!
This creates tensions that become animalistic.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Soul Is invisible
Light is inherent in fire.
Sound is inherent in words.
Heat is inherent in body..
So is soul in living things.
10.03.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The conception of worth, that each person is an end per se, is not a mere abstraction. Our interest in it is not merely academic. Every outcry against the oppression of some people by other people, or against what is morally hideous is the affirmation of the principle that a human being as such is not to be violated. A human being is not to be handled as a tool but is to be respected and revered.
quote by Felix Adler
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A Person's Worth Is Invaluable
A person's worth,
Isn't in their ability...
To obtain worldly possessions.
Or in the quality of them.
Can that person nourish others,
With encouragement?
Can that person be a true friend...
When the time for being one,
Shows what kind of skin...
That person 'is'
And exposes from within.
Being able to spend cash,
And make a quick dash on trips...
Or do a name dropping of notables,
Doesn't mean a thing...
If a person is negligent,
To extend heartfelt feelings...
Not too many can express or mention.
A person's worth is invaluable,
When a genuineness appears...
To surface time and again.
And that is proven to be dependable,
Without a doubt or a need to question.
Can that person nourish others,
With encouragement that does not end?
A person's worth will unearth,
Who and what comes first...
Regardless of those impressions made,
Someday that will fade...
Long after established ties with others,
Have remained to stay!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stop, Choosing to Demean
You've got your meaning,
And still you are choosing to demean...
My love?
Ya gotcha meaning,
But-cha choosing to demean.
Ya gotcha meaning,
But-cha choosing to demean.
Ya gotcha meaning,
But-cha choosing to demean.
Baby!
I gotcha meaning that demeans,
What I say.
And why it is I feel this way.
You're choosing to demean,
How I pray.
For us...
With faith and love,
Everyday!
Baby!
You're choosing to demean.
I see,
You're choosing to demean.
My compassion,
You're choosing to demean.
And..
My strong beliefs.
Yo, Baby!
You're choosing to demean.
I see,
You're choosing to demean.
My compassion,
You're choosing to demean.
And..
My love for you so deep.
But, you choose to be so mean.
And baby...
Stop, choosing to demean.
Baby!
Stop, choosing to demean.
Yo' baby!
Stop, choosing to demean.
Yo' baby!
Stop, choosing to demean.
Yo' baby,
You mated!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Our Country's Leaders
Our country’s leaders are but feeders on our contributions,
Though they care nothing about our problem’s solutions.
Their aim is just a useless game of their own creation,
Instead of a sincere attempt to maintain the health of our nation.
Even worse, this meaningless chicanery they love to employ
Is at the expense of the masses they’re sure to destroy.
Our country’s leaders are nothing more than puppets of the rich,
Without whose direction they would never be able to switch.
Vain and inept leaders continue to ignore the majority voice
In favor of their individual egos and political party choice.
So sadly each day the common man has less representation
And one day will strike back at his leaders in hopeless frustration.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Choices
Leaders are guilty of nothing
They're perfectly insane
But if they'd point the finger at themselves
Who would be left to blame
Lead into grace
Lead to corruption
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
A truth or lie has to be spoken
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
King or con has to be chosen
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
Way of life complete or broken...broken
Choices
No more...choices
No more...choices
No more...choices
Leaders are guilty of nothing
They're perfectly insane
But if they'd point the finger at themselves
Who would be left to blame
Follow truth or stutter through a lie
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
Will to push or give up and fall behind
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
Live with peace or nurture your tragic life
Ini-Mini-Miny-Mo
Bite the bullet or swallow it whole
Leaders are guilty of nothing
They're perfectly insane
But if they'd point the finger at themselves
Who would be left to blame
Point the finger at yourself
There's no choice
Anymore anyway...
We don't have a choice
Anymore anyway
We don't have a voice
Anymore Anyway
There's no choice in freedom
There's no voice in freedom
We don't have a choice
Anymore anyway
We don't have a voice
Anymore anyway
There's no choice in freedom
There's no voice in freedom
Leaders are guilty of nothing
They're perfectly insane
But if they'd point the finger at themselves
Who would be left to blame
They're lost system of destruction
Flush all hope down the drain
But if they'd point the finger at themselves
Who is left to blame
Who is left to blame
We don't have a choice
Anymore anyway
We don't have a voice
Anymore anyway
There's no choice in freedom
There's no voice in freedom
We don't have a choice
Anymore anyway
We don't have a voice
Anymore anyway
There's no choice in freedom
There's no voice in freedom
We don't have a choice
Anymore anyway
We don't have a voice
Anymore anyway
We don't have a reason
Anymore anyway
We don't have control
Anymore anyway
We don't have opinions
Anymore anyway
There's no choice in freedom
There's no voice in freedom
Freedom, buy in
Freedom, sell out
Freedom, betray
Freedom, lay down
Freedom, corrupt
Freedom, opinion
Freedom, give up
Freedom, give in
song performed by by Mudvayne
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To Not Choose
i made my choice
and my choice was to not choose
what happens next
is not of my choosing
but merely a consequence
of my indecision
so be kind to my lack of choice
it was the only way
to not be forced between two goods
and instead be made to have ONE
and in that one, is my future
my future of wellbeing
and knowing that
i did not choose wrongly
(heh, i don't know what's up with my writing style lately... it's very much NOT structured... or rhyming all that much... hmm...)
poem by Something Changing
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Full Of Illusions
World is full illusions
There is no room for any confusion
We live with what we do not want
And part with what really is not our part
The nature is very much there
We have to search and go no where
You have everything within sight
Make choice that has to be very right
We believe in deception
We claim innocence but want no mention
The identity crisis is big question
Rest all built on wrong relation
You pray almighty for all happiness
Do nothing good behind to trace
Who can remember you when you are no more?
There are no words worth to adore
We have penetrated in ever filed
The interest and attachment is largely varied
There is undue haste and lots of worry
Yet there is every scope to feel sorry
It may be sheer madness and stupidity
But in today’s date it has full validity
Everybody wants to be rich and called millionaire
No place is, in fact, left to go anywhere
It is said “person is influenced by his own thinking”
He may flow with the air and at the same time sinking
There is no limit to his fancy and ambition
It is inherent weakness with strong inhibition
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You will be a failure, until you impress the subconscious with the conviction you are a success. This is done by making an affirmation which ""clicks.""
quote by Florence Scovel Shinn
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The Best Choice
Would you pass up the person of virtue
in favour of the person of ill repute
think is not the person of moral virtue
a better choice than the one who runs to sin
addictions alcoholism, gambling, drugs, violence
such evil dependencies can rule ruin your life
can loose you your employment your self esteem
can loose you your home as well as your life
really who is your best choice for husband or wife?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Affirmation of the world, which means affirmation of the will-to-live that manifests itself around me, is only possible if I devote myself to other life. From an inner necessity, I exert myself in producing values and practising ethics in the world and on the world even though I do not understand the meaning of the world. For in world-and life-affirmation and in ethics I carry out the will of the universal will-to-live which reveals itself in me. I live my life in God, in the mysterious divine personality which I do not know as such in the world, but only experience as mysterious Will within myself. Rational thinking which is free from assumptions ends therefore in mysticism.
quote by Albert Schweitzer
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Using The Same Old Devices
No it's not easy
To speak one's mind.
Or to take a stand
For something strongly felt!
There are more people
Bringing those like this down.
And they are not happy at all...
Until they see that person crawling,
Falling to the ground!
And these are the very same people who say...
They are looking for leaders and role models.
And one 'has' to wonder,
If they are seeking human sacrifices?
Or...
Are they using the same old devices,
To make excuses...
Not to stand on their own two feet!
And it is much easier,
To beat up that one person who has the nerve...
And does!
Creating a further disdain,
For someone who has the audacity
To attract attention,
To perceive and believe...
He or she may be better than the rest of them!
And they are not happy at all...
Until they see that person crawling,
Falling to the ground!
And these are the very same people who say...
They are looking for leaders and role models.
To unite them as a people!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not choosing at all
while still a choice…is just not
The very best one
haiku by David Whalen
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An Eternal Choice
We come into life with no choice, simply born as girls and boys.
We are born of a man and wife, through whom we enter into life,
They become Mom and Dad, teaching us what’s good and bad.
Making the early choices for us, as the people that we can trust,
To guide us in our early life, steering us from the pain and strife.
They make all the decisions too, of what we can and cannot do,
As they help us all to grow, learning the things we need to know.
Preparing children for a time, when choices are yours and mine.
They know there’s coming a day, when we’ll go a separate way,
When children leave their home, to make choices on their own.
As you live out your early days, you follow in your parent’s ways,
The choices early on in life, may not have included Jesus Christ.
When we leave that chosen path, we may invite a parent’s wrath,
In spite of your parent’s reproof, you must choose Words of Truth.
For when God’s Truth is ignored, we need to then seek The Lord.
Although from the very start, parents indeed have a critical part,
Many following their own heart, from their early ways will depart.
There is no bigger choice friend, than that of a man’s eternal end.
A choice that’s a personal one, when believing in God’s Only Son,
For the only way to eternal life, is choosing the gift of Jesus Christ.
The parents of girls and boys, can’t make a child’s eternal choice,
Even if they known the Only Way, it is a decision you must make.
No one can make for you or me, the one choice regarding eternity.
That choice in which you believe, must be made before you leave,
And only with this eternal choice, when you leave, will you rejoice.
(Copyright ©06/2006)
My Cute Little Friend
I have a little friend cute and sweet
Aged roughly eighteen months
Fair and fleshy like a folktale Angel
Agile and active all through the day
On seeing a person known to her
Shoots out a smile worth many a millions
A set of eight teeth sparkling out
Adds beauty to the priceless smile
By raising her hands from far distance
Reaches her caller with uneven running
A hug is a reward for lifting her up
With showers of kisses as token of love
Her index finger directs the way
To take to the places of her choice
The little mouth that gave captive smile
Bites hard if her mood is foul
Riding on our back is her favorite game
Making us the horse of her own likes
The bits of words that come from her mouth
Makes the listeners burst with joy
Spending the times playing with her
Hours look minutes with no time left
Films and outings no more a choice
Only her presence a refreshing tonic
poem by Somanathan Iyer
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Killing And Leading
Killing, doing goodness and making commands,
The leaders of our race are against the enemy;
Forming friendships is not a desperate measure
But the forces of nature are with us.
Killing will keep us away from friendship
But did not the plain commitments arise?
Leading us for the future our leaders will push,
Our children avoid calamity for everyone.
poem by Naveed Akram
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A Paradox
'If life were not worth having,' said the preacher,
''T would have in suicide one pleasant feature.'
'An error,' said the pessimist, 'you're making:
What's not worth having cannot be worth taking.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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The beauty within
The beauty of choice is you get to choose,
Wheather to live your life, or ruin it,
to live or die,
love or hate,
care or not care,
break, or heal,
steal, or buy,
help, or leave,
stay or go,
many possibilities.
Just hopefully you are not like a person I know,
He says he dont care but I know he does,
He says he hates the world but I know he loves it,
He says things he dont mean,
yet they hurt people around him,
He has seen many tears,
He has seen many years of pain,
He doesnt deserve anymore but that is merely his choice,
On wheather to love or to hurt,
to be nice or be crude,
To be happy or depressed all the time,
So its his choice on wheather people care anymore or not,
He is the owner of his life and no one can change his mind.
He can say he needs to hurt all he needs to,
He can hurt himself if he thinks that is what is right.
He can be the guy to ruin his life over nothing,
No one is going to help him if he doesnt let them.
If he dont listen no one will save him,
So he can either be saved or be left,
and frankly I think he is choosing death over life....
Sad isnt it? I tried helping but nothing worked.
So be it. He can do what he will do. Im done.
Im done with everything, every pain every hurt, every tear.
IM DONE. Bye.
poem by Jade Smith
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Uncompromising...
what is this all about?
Time is asking.
What is this rush all about?
These series of silent
and prolific outputs?
Symptomatic of
what? Cramming examinees
to Time's ultimate Quiz
Choosing the best answer
In such a short time
Making the best essay possible
hoping to get a perfect
Score.
Time, why are you too short?
Time, why are you so brief and concise
and so cruel?
There will be no blanks.
Every choice is made
Every empty hole is shaded
Filled and
Submitted.
Time is time.
All pencils up.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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