I don't mind being a symbol but I don't want to become a monument. There are monuments all over the Parliament Buildings and I've seen what the pigeons do to them.
quote by Tommy Douglas
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Monuments
In our lands are monuments
for the dear and departed.
Some are for some daring deeds;
others are put in someone’s favourite place,
hoping someone else will enjoy
all the beauty that they gazed upon.
Some monuments serve as a warning,
erected about some evil deed
to remember all that perished.
So the next time you pass a monument
read the inscription there,
learn a little of its presentation.
Become a little wiser to its stature
and the one it is dedicated to,
for you never know in the future
someone may erect a monument to honour you.
24 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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A Nice Day
Walk the steps to old monuments
White silk clouds
Awareness of the joy within
Awareness of the soldier
Awareness of the homeless
Old man feeds pigeons
His park bench on a groomed lawn
This blue sky has answers
An old friend is taking photos
Everything I am is here
The sun on my face
Breeze through my hair
Monument of a civil war general
A real killer of Indians
Worked for the railroad
Helped clear the west
Native Americans in nameless graves
No monuments
This killer gets streets named after him
The rich get their names on libraries
I don’t buy any of it
I’m glad it’s a nice day
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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This monument is going to be built as a symbol.
quote by Bill Russell
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My Pigeons
My pigeons.
these, who live
in the birdhouse,
(for
pets)
are not at all “my” pigeons.
I am not there during the day.
And I cannot recognize myself.
At night they talk to each other.
I understand that this is so,
when in the room with my pigeons
I am met by a big blue eye.
They shyly grow quiet.
Please,
Do not be concerned.
They get along just fine.
poem by Bozhidar Pangelov
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Well, I think everybody's a little jealous of the Vietnam Wall, even people from wars that already have good monuments. You have a monument like the Wall and nobody ever forgets your war, you can bet on that.
quote by Bruce Jackson
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Quinn The Eskimo
Ev'rybody's building the big ships and the boats,
Some are building monuments,
Others, jotting down notes,
Ev'rybody's in despair,
Ev'ry girl and boy
But when quinn the eskimo gets here,
Ev'rybody's gonna jump for joy.
Come all without, come all within,
You'll not see nothing like the mighty quinn.
I like to do just like the rest, i like my sugar sweet,
But guarding fumes and making haste,
It ain't my cup of meat.
Ev'rybody's 'neath the trees,
Feeding pigeons on a limb
But when quinn the eskimo gets here,
All the pigeons gonna run to him.
Come all without, come all within,
You'll not see nothing like the mighty quinn.
A cat's meow and a cow's moo, i can recite 'em all,
Just tell me where it hurts yuh, honey,
And i'll tell you who to call.
Nobody can get no sleep,
There's someone on ev'ryone's toes
But when quinn the eskimo gets here,
Ev'rybody's gonna wanna doze.
Come all without, come all within,
You'll not see nothing like the mighty quinn.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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The Symbol Of Trust
It is about you and me,
And it is about lust and love;
But where is the symbol of trust?
It is about a boy and a girl,
And it is about a man and a woman;
But where is the symbol of trust?
Allegations and manoevres,
But a better classroom will make the difference!
For today i have met you.
Who is telling the truth and, who is telling the lie?
For i am only human and do make mistakes at times;
But where is the my lover to satisfy me?
There is no pity in war!
And you are fighting bullets with stones;
But, where is the love that you promised me?
It is about the mind of peace and the mind at war,
And it is about you and i on this love;
But where is the symbol of trust?
It is about the world that we live in,
And it is about the lust of the people than love;
But where is the symbol of trust?
Now i know where this world is heading towards.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Man with a Guitar
Men talk on the public square,
Pigeons eat on the sidewalk and fly,
Women flirt and feed the pigeons.
Men, envious of pigeons,
Desire more attention from the women
But women only notice birds who know how to sing.
There comes a nightingale that starts singing
And attention moves from pigeons to nightingales;
There comes a man with a guitar, and he starts playing
And singing like a nightingale.
A woman allured by these new sounds
Forgets the pigeons and nightingales;
She shyly starts to sing
And turns to a man with a guitar.
poem by Dejan Stojanovic
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Mighty Quinn
(dylan)
Come all without, come all within
Youll not see nothing like the mighty quinn
Come all without, come all within
Youll not see nothing like the mighty quinn
Everybodys building ships and boats
Some are building monuments, others jotting down notes
Everybodys in despair, every girl and boy
But when quinn the eskimo gets here
Everybodys gonna jump for joy
Chorus
I like to go just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet
But jumping queues and making haste
Just aint my cup of meat
Everyones beneath the trees feeding pigeons on a limb
But when quinn the eskimo gets here
All the pigeons gonna run to him
Chorus
Let me do what I want to do, I cant decide em all
Just tell me where to put em, and Ill tell you who call
Nobody can get no sleep, theres someone on everyones toes
But when quinn the eskimo gets here
Everybodys gonna want to doze
Chorus
song performed by by Hollies
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Quinn The Eskimo (The Mighty Quinn)
Evrybodys building the big ships and the boats,
Some are building monuments,
Others, jotting down notes,
Evrybodys in despair,
Evry girl and boy
But when quinn the eskimo gets here,
Evrybodys gonna jump for joy.
Come all without, come all within,
Youll not see nothing like the mighty quinn.
I like to do just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet,
But guarding fumes and making haste,
It aint my cup of meat.
Evrybodys neath the trees,
Feeding pigeons on a limb
But when quinn the eskimo gets here,
All the pigeons gonna run to him.
Come all without, come all within,
Youll not see nothing like the mighty quinn.
A cats meow and a cows moo, I can recite em all,
Just tell me where it hurts yuh, honey,
And Ill tell you who to call.
Nobody can get no sleep,
Theres someone on evryones toes
But when quinn the eskimo gets here,
Evrybodys gonna wanna doze.
Come all without, come all within,
Youll not see nothing like the mighty quinn.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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No Child
I HEARD in the night the pigeons
Stirring within their nest:
The wild pigeons' stir was tender,
Like a child's hand at the breast.
I cried 'O stir no more!
(My breast was touched with tears).
O pigeons, make no stir
A childless woman hears.'
poem by Padraic Colum
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The Mighty Quinn
Everybodys building the big ships and the boats.
Some are building monuments, others jotting down notes.
Everybodys in despair, every girl and boy,
But when quinn the eskimo gets here everybodys gonna jump for joy.
Come all without, come all within.
Youll not see nothing like the mighty quinn.
Now I like to do just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet.
But guarding fumes and making haste, it aint my cup of meat.
Everybodys just standing around neath the trees
Feeding pigeons on a limb.
But when quinn the eskimo gets here, all the pigeons gonna run to him.
Come all without, come all within.
Youll not see nothing like the mighty quinn.
A cats meow and a cows moo, I cant recite em all.
Just tell me where it hurts and Ill tell you who to call.
Nobody can get any sleep, theres someone on everybodys toes.
But when quinn the eskimo gets here, everybodys gonna wanna doze.
Come all without, come all within.
Youll not see nothing like the mighty quinn.
Come all without, come all within.
Youll not see nothing like the mighty quinn.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Instead of causing us to remember the past like the old monuments, the new monuments seem to cause us to forget the future.
quote by Robert Smithson
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The Metaphor Of The Pigeons Cooing
pigeons live inside the ceiling
taking the entrance at the broken side of the gutter
i can hear them coo
some eggs hatch and some fledglings
are cooing
one day i have not heard of them anymore
and the rats are singing
like pigeons cooing
these rats wanting to get attention
tomorrow i will take away the gutter
so the pigeons will know that we are missing them
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The most lasting monuments are doubtless paper-monuments.
The monuments of wit survive the monuments of power.
quote by Francis Bacon
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Poisoning Pigeons In The Park
Planned it all out mate,
put these pigeons through sore straights.
Should teach them a lesson or two,
of where to dropp their doo.
Planned it all out mate,
put it in the bread crate,
took it to the park and fed,
all the pigeons till they were dead.
'Tis our favourite pass time,
my honey and I.
I'll not take it for such a crime,
they're pigeons after all, who'll cry?
Gave 'em a little bit of cyanide,
and threw some mercury in for good measure,
maybe people will think it suicide,
or view their deaths as a great pleasure.
poem by Soren Valentine
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Building Democracy
Deafening depths dissolve us further than defeat,
Endure him this time, as solutions compete.
Decorous buildings widowed the leadership,
The chief has other plans on his mind.
Decorate the house of his mind, his life, his times,
So that buildings are erected for the sake of peace.
Beautiful people are classy, like their leaders,
Lulling the crowds of hungry individuals who change,
And so democracy worked for the better.
poem by Naveed Akram
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In Democracy People Are Supreme
In democracy people are supreme
People elected their representatives
And sent to parliament to make laws
On behalf of them.
To make democracy a success
Endemic protest is necessary
To make the representatives in order
They should cautioned.
People are the soul of parliament
Parliament can change but not people
People are the root parliament is foot.
Come to the people O parliamentarian
O representatives of people
People are your master
You are there in different posts to
Serve the people and to do all welfare works.
Democratic institutions are for the people
Without people the state is a big zero
In democracy people are supreme
Do not handle the people in whim.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Art of Symbol
Whether meaningful, or just beautiful
Whether easy to understand, whether full of mystery
A simply shape, or a detailed design
Symbol is created
From nature, from imagination
From dream, from experience
Whether adaptable, whether unchanged
Symbol is taken
For secrecy, for practical
The color, the code
To unite, to protect
Symbol is used
God's sign, devil's mark
Good luck, bad omen
A clear help, or a hidden warning
Symbol is interpreted
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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