I have no trouble with my enemies. I can take care of my enemies in a fight. But my friends, my goddamned friends, they're the ones who keep me walking the floor at nights!
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I have no trouble with my enemies. I can take care of my enemies all right. But my damn friends...They're the ones that keep me walking the floor nights
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I have no trouble with my enemies. But my goddam friends,...they are the ones that keep me walking the floor nights.
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I have no trouble with y enemies. But my god damn friends... they are the ones that keep me walking the floors at night.
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It is better to decide a difference between enemies than friends, for one of our friends will certainly become an enemy and one of our enemies a friend.
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Please
Can't understand you and your rules
and definitely don't want them
I get where you're comin' from,
But it's my generation
and you assume stereotypes,
when it's only
one out of a hundred.
But I don't want to be like them,
the one out of a hundred…
I don't want to be
Snappin', hurtin'
Backstabbin'
And if they ask me why I'll say
I'm busy…
Makin' friends, forgettin' enemies
Makin' life last
Trust me, please
I don't want to be like them
It's too late to find me
I'm lost in the woods
But please, Mama, come back for me
I'm not tryin' to make mistakes,
Not ever or forever
You were like me too once
Makin' friends, forgettin' enemies
Makin' life last
Trust me, please
I don't want to be like them
They're just
Forgettin' friends, makin' enemies
Forgettin' life for now
And there's no trusting us
And there's no turning back
But that's just a stereotype,
It's a
One out of a hundred
I don't want to be like them
And if they ask me why I'll say
I'm busy…
Makin' friends, forgettin' enemies
Makin' life last
Trust me, please
Those In Positions Of Power
Those in positions of power have friends and quite a few
But to say they too have enemies is not saying anything that's new
Enemies through jealousy or enemies otherwise
That power does bring to one friends and enemies does come as no surprise
Those with power in the first place have this great desire to lead
You cannot be a leader if power you do not need
Nothing wrong with those who have power if they use it in the proper way
Though abuse of power we hear of and read of every day
Crimes against humanity in the Human World have never been rare
Even in recent human history of such we are aware
The despotic perpetrators we know of why mention them by name
Sinces their names not worthy of mention due to their despicable acts of shame
And yes those in positions of power are only there because there they wish to be
Such is obvious to everyone and that includes you and me.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Treat your friends as if hereafter they will become your enemies, and your enemies as if they will become your friends.
Friendship and enmity
Events may turn friends into enemies
And enemies into friends in due course.
The sweetest would be the bitterest and
The bitterest, the sweetest in relations.
10.06.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Murder In Her Eyes
Some say she's bitter,
some say she's sweet.
They know her by her shimmer,
Oh how sometimes her crime can be so neat.
She makes her enemies real slick,
she makes her friends so easily.
Although her enemies slaughter is real quick,
but she's a generous person, really.
The murder in her eyes
reveals her disguise,
The taste of her enemies blood,
she cannot recognize.
She seeks for revenge
For only those who caused her agony and avenge.
The murder shows who she truly is.
The sweet girl with a bloody blade in her hand.
Her enemies dead body laying on the floor
as she laughs and hounds as her enemies body rots to the core.
The murder in her eyes is severe...
Something that nobody dares to conquer
They laughed at her in the past,
She knew their life's wouldn't last.
The murder in her eyes hides the tides of her personality
for her enemy's, she loves to rec their reality.
No one ever thought she could do that.
Until they saw her true disguise which showed the murder...
Murder in her eyes.
poem by Katellyne Baker
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We are not enemies but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic cords of memory shall swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of nature.
quote by Abraham Lincoln
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I Know I'm a Moody S.O.B.
We can be the best of friends.
Or the worse of enemies.
I know I'm a moody s.o.b.
And you can be obnoxious,
As a moody s.o.b. can be!
We can be happy together.
Or separated in our miseries!
But none of that is like that with us.
We can cuss each other out!
But that trust has never left...
To leave us disgusted.
To carry that as baggage about.
To add to issues we can do without!
We can be the best of friends.
Or the worse of enemies.
I know I'm a moody s.o.b.
And you can be obnoxious,
As you can be.
And how many people do you know...
Can say that kind of love,
Between them shows?
Or admit to themselves...
Both desire to grow!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Equal rights
Why should I love my enemy?
My enemy does not love me
Why should I turn the other cheek?
and give him cause to think I’m weak.
I show my enemy respect
but let him know that I expect
from him similar courtesy.
He can and will expect from me.
If he is wise he understands
I will not bow to his commands.
I am quite sure I have the right
To fight if I am forced to fight.
I can accept you don’t like me
And I dislike you equally
You have the right to your own view
You must remember I do too.
It’s possible to disagree
And yet not be an enemy.
I think we have the right to choose
If we so wish opposing views.
I do not choose my enemies
I would much rather we were friends
I think my enemies choose me
My rights I will fight to defend.
7-Nov-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Noose
Well our souls are all mistaken in the same misguided way
We all end up forsaken, we're just choosing our own way
The future now incinerates before our very eyes
And leaves us with emptiness of no more tries
Well our visions of glory have spiraled down the drain
The best of our intentions come crashing down in flames
The depths of our despair we are unable to contain
It's shallow living
The noose is falling
And all my friends are crawling
The noose is falling
And enemies are rising
A truth appalling
Our mak'r comes a calling
The noose is falling
And enemies are rising
Well the tracers from yesteryear are burning in the dust
Your bruises are reminders of naivete and trust
You're only feeling stronger cause your body's getting numb
Now I lay you down
Put the coins in your eyes
And blow the candles out
The noose is falling
And all my friends are crawling
The noose is falling
And enemies are rising
A truth appalling
Our mak'r comes a calling
The noose is falling
And enemies are rising (x2)
No more!
No more!
Nothing!
No more!
No more!
Ever!
No!
More!
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I choose my friends for their good looks, my acquaintances for their good characters, and my enemies for their intellects. A man cannot be too careful in the choice of his enemies.
quote by Oscar Wilde
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Finally I Know Who My Enemy Is...
i am armored
on my hand is the sharpest sword
i am ready for battle
to kill the enemies
your enemies
when i am about to win
and stab the victim
you are there running
towards me
asking that i be forgiving
your enemies are spared
and they all laugh at me
my armor is rusty now
my sword not as sharp as i
once held it
now you have enemies again
asking that i go to battle
who are you? i am not stupid anymore.
Use other mercenaries
and if there is now
Go, fight yourself, and have yourself killed
so i can offer you flowers
for the dead
so i can for once rest and smile
and tell myself
i am free and i work for no one anymore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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All's Fair In Love and War
Who said war is civilized,
What idiot made these rules,
It was probably politicians,
That bunch of sad old fools.
Our enemies wear no uniforms,
We are dressed and on display,
While we advertise who we are,
They just go on their merry way.
We train them in the art of war,
Treat them as our friends,
Then they turn round and murder us,
Their evil then transcends.
They blow us up without a thought,
We're told, oh that's allowed,
But if we dare retaliate,
The enemy cry out loud.
There needs to be an inquiry,
Killing us is so unjust,
If you're allowed to fire back,
You won't see us for dust.
Terrorists are all around us,
They could even be you or me,
It's time our so called leaders,
Were brought out here to see,
Our enemies send in children,
We are not allowed to shoot,
We know they're going to kill us,
But our enemies are so astute.
When we kill our aggressors,
The world is in a fury,
We're then charged with murder,
Then put in front of a jury.
If they murder our brave forces,
It's just another dead,
Then when we defend ourselves,
The world goes off its head.
They can murder us for fun,
Yet no one says a word,
No courts or cries for justice,
It really is quite absurd.
If we could fight the same as them,
These conflicts would never last,
The enemy would cry foul,
Then get the hell out fast.
But we must fight a ‘'civilized war'',
We must ask before we kill,
We must follow Geneva convention rules,
While our enemies do what they will.
We must be given equality,
To fight this brutal foe,
If we can fight the same as them,
Then very soon they'll know.
We are not an easy target,
Now we can fight the same as you,
There are no rules of war now,
We can kill just as you do.
You'll no longer know your enemy,
So you'd better watch your back,
For when you least expect it,
That's when we'll attack.
Then soon you'll hear them crying,
This war's no longer fair,
We don't know who our enemies are,
Because of what they wear.
When they see there are no rules,
No restrictions on how we can fight,
They won't know what hit them,
That's when they'll see the light.
They'll then shout out that's not allowed,
Your tactics we abhor,
But we'll just say we're copying you,
‘' All's Fair In Love And War''.
Ch 08 On Rules For Conduct In Life - Admonition 05
Speak so between two enemies that thou mayest not be put to shame if they become friends.
Between two men contention is like fire,
The ill-starred back-biter being the wood-carrier.
When both of them become friends again
He will among them be unhappy and ashamed.
To kindle fire between two men
Is not wise but is to burn oneself therein.
Converse in whispers with thy friends
Lest thy sanguinary foe may hear thee.
Take care of what thou sayest in front of a wall
Because an ear may be behind the wall.
I choose my friends for their good looks, my acquaintances for their good characters, and my enemies for their good intellects. A man cannot be too careful in the choice of his enemies.
Oscar Wilde in The Picture of Dorian Gray, 1891
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Deal with your friends as if they will become your enemies tomorrow, and deal with your enemies as if they will become your friends tomorrow.
Friends as enemies
No wonder
My defeats
Brought many
Friends To my home
They all pointed out
My mistakes
Found faults in my deeds
Advised me
What
I should have done
What
I should not have done
When every thing
Was going right
The same people
Applauded me
Praised me
For whatever I did
Tried to follow me
In whatever they did
I win or lose
So called friends
Are now exposed
I now know
You do not need
Enemies
When you have
Friends like these
23-05-2012
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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