The proper means of increasing the love we bear our native country is to reside some time in a foreign one.
quote by William Shenstone
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But we must take other steps, such as increasing conservation, developing an ethanol industry, and increasing CAFE standards if we are to make our country safer by cutting our reliance on foreign oil.
Forgetting your native tongue means forgetting your native country.
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When You Got In
I Went Out
Such Is The Wrong Timing
Of Your
Compassion
Then We Talk
About The Proper Timing
Of Our Desires
You Set The Time, The Place, And The Mood
Now It Is Not Just Desire But
Love
Yes, Love,
But Sometimes I Still Wonder
What Love Is
When Two People Meet At The Proper Time
The Proper Place, And The Proper Mood
When Everything Seems Right
And Yet
Feels So Wrong
When Everything Is Supposedly Proper
And Yet
There Is Still This
Feeling Of Impropriety
I Am 48 Years Old And You Are 49
And I Am Just Asking
When We All Want To Be Inside The Room Of
Ecstacy
And Yet
They All Want Us
Out
Just Because They Also Feel
That The Timing May Be Right
But It Simply Does Not
Look All Right
And Then You Are A Little
Bit Irritated And You Ask
Finally
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Wrong Timing
when you got in
i went out
such is the wrong timing
of your
compassion
then we talk
about the proper timing
of our desires
you set the time, the place, and the mood
now it is not just desire but
love
yes, love,
but sometimes i still wonder
what love is
when two people meet at the proper time
the proper place, and the proper mood
when everything seems right
and yet
feels so wrong
when everything is supposedly proper
and yet
there is still this
feeling of impropriety
i am 48 years old and you are 49
and i am just asking
when we all want to be inside the room of
ecstacy
and yet
they all want us
out
just because they also feel
that the timing may be right
but it simply does not
look all right
and then you are a little bit irritated and you ask
finally:
why do you talk too much?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Meth production and use is a serious problem in Kentucky and across the country. Clearly, there is a growing need for a national strategy to combat this crisis. Increasing public awareness is a significant means for prevention.
Family life
Family life means helping others;
Caring the spouse means remaining with her;
Virtue means adopting oneself to norms;
Love is to tend relatives;
Wisdom is to understand idiots;
Relation is to keep words given;
Modesty means keeping lust private;
Righteousness means being unbiased;
Patience is to bear with enemies till the time comes.
[Based on an ancient Tamil poem 133 of Kalithokai]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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We must have a relentless commitment to producing a meaningful, comprehensive energy package aimed at conservation, alleviating the burden of energy prices on consumers, decreasing our country's dependency on foreign oil, and increasing electricity grid reliability.
quote by Paul Gillmor
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Leadership to me means duty, honor, country. It means character, and it means listening from time to time.
quote by George W. Bush
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To Incinerate Sophists, Go Jump to the Fire First to See if it Burns Hard
And if through the fire that burns
Undyingly into the night
You see
That I am here now, brushing onto
Someone else’s cracked lips,
Then know
That it is over
And that the love
That lasts for a thousand hours have gone
To fallen ashes
Of liquor spilt grass
Listen, in your mind, jeering,
Victory to the university
And love torridly
Worn out by your self-induced vices,
Notice, my dearest,
That there is a time for everything
As Solomon and Elliot,
And out there even—a God!
There is a time to weep
There is a time to laugh
THERE is a time to love
There IS a time to love
There is A time to love
There is a TIME to love
There is a time TO love
There is a time to LOVE!
There is a time for you to bear
Difficulty holding on
To the writ tragedies you romanticize
And then…
There is a time to love
There is always a time to love
A time for me
For me to love him
Out of my last breaths he,
By no means of doubt,
Takes away
Country Alone
There is dreaming land and happy country
Cursed and blessed by her beauty alone
The lost children of the country
Foreign in sweet home alone
Do not understand country
Hardly meaning own name alone
Some praise the country
Some leave and laugh alone
Emptying nectar of country
Satisfying their belly alone
Forget about future seed country
Fight living and growing alone
So tragic for the country
Eaten by her child alone
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Only Land For Me (A currency Lad)
Prate not to me of foreign strand,
Of beauty o'er the sea -
"This is my own - my native land" -
The only land for me!
The only land for me
The only land for me
"This is my own - my native land" -
The only land for me!
I love to roam, like a wild gazelle,
O'er my native mountains blue,
And wildly, thro' the woody dell,
Chase the bounding kangaroo!
The bounding kangaroo
The bounding kangaroo
And wildly thro' the woody dell
Chase the bounding kangaroo!
I've rode upon the stormy wave,
I've danc'd aboon the sea;
And where's the pleasure that it gave
Like my native land to me?
My native land to me
My native land to me
And where's the pleasure that it gave
Like my native land to me?
poem by Anonymous Oceania
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Death means Love means
Death means freedom
Love means pain
Which would you choose?
Death means rest peacefully
Love means restless motion
Which would be comfortable?
Death means life
love means death to the heart
Which one would you want?
Death means everlasting happiness
Love means confusion
Which would be more rich?
Death means rejoice with loved ones
Love means losing someone
Which would be better?
Death means peaceful dreams for forever
Love means fear of nightmares
Which would you perfer?
poem by Desserray Whitcomb
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The main peculiarity which distinguishes man from other animals is the means of his support-the power which he possesses of very greatly increasing these means.
quote by Thomas Malthus
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Shattered discourse – fill in the blanks
I…you…said
…day of ….you….believe.
Look, my hands….are…..
Down to….and up….
…hears?
Listen, the drops…
….upon ….
You….a native?
Like…
To what?
To who?
…ly ….accent
You’ve got a …..voice
Sure…will sms
To the ….
…hears?
Native speaker wow
To what?
….who?
…ly foreign….
ET to IT
No…bother
Sorry, I can’t….
….control….
Too…will…
…better tomorrow
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Cycles Of Light
For just a little longer
reside I in a familiar
foreign land of human
resource grabbing aspirations,
as I write
out last
dreamscapes,
praising
pristine forest
beauty in call
of conservation,
as land rape
earth rape
swift plunder
reap
human
potentialities
destinies.
The Totara spirit
stands in native forest,
forgotten
in termite cities,
unadored unfelt
unknown unthought
of unseen unappreciated
from birth
earth
forest floor,
spirit guardian
last
to kiss sunset
yellow golden
dusk
eclipse rays,
first
to welcome
embrace
creeping
golden
fingers
of dawn light,
where will
your flesh skin
bark reside
tomorrow,
for if mighty
Totara falls
who will sentential
greet honour
glory life
cycles of light?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Monster
they know they
are losing grounds
because they are
not native, native
to the land, which is
all that matters
they also know
that all would be
losing grounds
if this frustrating matter
is not handled with
proper care
they have put in
so much of the work
to make sure
everybody thrives
and they hope all
would know but racism
seems to be a monster
that always rears its head
at the wrong places
and wrong time
the devil shrouded
itself to be the mother
of those who would
lose grounds materially,
spiritually all round
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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I see knowledge increasing and human power increasing. I see ever-increasing possibilities before life, And I see no limits set to it at all, Existence impresses me as a perpetual dawn. Our lives, as I apprehend, are great in expectations.
quote by H.G. Wells
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A foreign cock can never crow in a foreign country.
Meaning Of War
Meaning of war
War means bombing
War means explosions
War means fire
War means destruction
War means hating
War means mutilation
War means killing
War means tears
War means guns
War means loss
War means not of who is right
War means not of who is wrong
War means only of whom is left
poem by Oscar Montano
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Keep It Proper
Keep it proper!
You never know on you who might peep.
When you do a thing discreet.
You never know on you who might peep.
It's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Especially when you're seen in the streets.
You never know on you who might peep.
Keep,
It
Proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Distorting what you do to deceive.
You never know on you who might peep.
It's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
When a seeker seeks a weakness to heat.
You never know on you who might peep.
Controversy lovers love it,
More obscene.
People feed sensations that wound and bleed.
With a caring less of who's affected by misdeeds
Keep,
It
Proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Distorting what you do to deceive.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
When a seeker seeks a weakness to heat.
You never know on you who might peep.
It's best
That you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it is best
That you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it is best that you keep it proper,
That business to express on the streets.
You never know,
On you
Who might peep.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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