Found everybody in a terrible state of excitement on account of the enemy's advance upon this place.
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0161 Heaven: thoughts from 1350 AD/CE
Heaven is not a place; it is a state;
not in the clouds, nor here on earth beneath;
heaven's not in front, behind, nor left nor right -
and yet, in love it comprehends all these.
God is not found by silence, nor by speech;
not found by fasting, nor by finest food;
not by seclusion, nor by company -
and yet, within all these, and all around.
There's nowhere, thus, to go; for all is here;
and nought to do but, present, here to rest;
and resting, wish and will and love God dear
with full intent; no other interest.
All's within the heart, so vast, so great -
for heaven's not a place; it is a state.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Governor's Mansion
In Oklahoma where state pride reigns supreme
From the Governor's Mansion to football fields
This new state has much moxie and excitement
Where much beauty is available for windshields
We all worked together and made our Mansion
That special place to host goverment with pride
Walls filled with history and early day memories
Items that will serve future Okies as their guide
poem by John McCornack
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Ablaze
Ablaze! An armoured car
is aflame and stuck in
a field of landmines
and enemy tanks are everywhere.
So soldiers say - on yesterday –
just as the dawn was grey
a Ratels wheels
set some landmines of
and it was stuck there
and received seven shells
from enemy tanks
and it’s a terrible, terrible thing.
So Generals say – on yesterday –
just as the sun was rising
we lost one Ratel-90 armoured car
stuck in a landmine field,
but she gave a brave fight
and the enemy lost
thirteen tanks that came
to take a shot at her.
So angels say – on yesterday –
just as sun lit the sky,
man played war games again
and used explosives, cannon and flame
and innocent men died
trying to survive
and it’s a pity
that man doesn’t know
how to live in peace.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Living With The Enemy
I gave you all that you wanted
and still you come back for more
You say that you're brokenhearted
but then you walk out the door
Maybe it is time for us to say goodbye
Where are the tears you never cried?
Hey baby what you got on your mind
are you looking for some sympathy?
I can tell you if it's a truth or a lie
'Cos it's just like living,
living with the enemy
You got me going in circles,
I'm slowly loosing my head
What did I do to deserve this,
you make me wish I was dead
Tell me I'm wrong and I'll be on my way
See you around another day
Hey baby what you doin' tonite?
Are you giving me the perfect dream
I'm so tired and I don't wanna fight
'Cos it's just like living,
living with the enemy, enemy
Living with the enemy, living with the enemy, enemy
Living with the enemy,enemy
Living with the enemy, living with the enemy, enemy
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Initially Exaggerated
Discovering anything new,
Presents an excitement...
One wishes to keep possessed.
Then something happens!
A familiarity with the relationship,
Becomes a series of tests.
With a wish sought to outdo...
A higher state of pleasure,
One seldom gets.
Although...
A search continues to recreate,
What was initially exaggerated...
In the first place.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Enemy Of All
A father is the enemy
When he left unpaid debts
A foolish son is the enemy of
His parents
A beautiful wife is the enemy of
Her husband
A mother with loose character
Is the enemy of her children
A greedy corrupt and notorious king
Is the enemy of the country men
O friend, remember
If you are not doing any good deeds
Beneficial to others you are the enemy
Of your soul and enemy of you
As you are destroying yourself
As your same soul is there in the body of all.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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When Darkness Comes
when darkness comes
the hands must account for
what they have done with
the kindness of light
the eyes must close and
see what darkness shows
apart from the clear
showings of the the
realities of brightness
the heart must start to
sing another song
perhaps lovelier this time
for some comfort
that there is nothing to fear
that darkness is not the enemy
but just the resting place
of those who want to rest
and get some sleep
and then float
so perfectly in the world
of dreams
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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On manoeuvres
The nature of love is dazed, unknown
like a advance into enemy territory,
behind enemy lines
where you skirmish, reconnoitre the terrain
move from thicket to thicket,
leopard crawl, catwalk
through stretches of open ground
taking the risk, always at the ready
and in the enemy’s midst
loiter in a dense bush
while watching like a hawk, relaxed
and half stupefied at the relative safety
smelling the cigars of the passing guards,
hearing them talking and walking around
without even knowing that you are there
and in the darkness to crawl back, walk miles
crossing streams and rivers
to the safety of your own camp
and in the following detail
to return to the same enemy positions,
you find the way easier, more well known.
[Reference: Map Reference by Douglas Livingstone.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Ageless Wisdom
The product of a superman and a superwoman equals to 'SSMW',
So ask and it shall be given to you;
Because the circumstances of the state of the art is in the act!
Seek and you will find the ageless wisdom,
For it is like the contemporary way of life;
And knock and it shall be opened to you!
For my heart fairly poured out when i found woodpiles on both sides,
And there you were clothed with the beauty of your love.
Sucked in the wind!
In agreement to sip more broth;
And my mind reeled in wonderment of her act,
For this love was the product of the superman and the superwoman.
The ageless of wisdom,
Once an enemy always an enemy!
But i was not able to stand to the nakedness of this woman.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The death penalty, I think, is a terrible scar on American justice, especially the concept of equal justice under law, but also of due process. And it goes state by state, and it's different in different states.
quote by Burke Marshall
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A state that suppresses all freedom of speech, and which by imposing the most terrible punishments, treats each and every attempt at criticism, however morally justified, and every suggestion for improvement as plotting to high treason, is a state that breaks an unwritten law.
quote by Kurt Huber
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Original - Time, My Worst Enemy
Time, My Worst Enemy
Keeping me away from you
Time, My Worst Enemy
Moving slowly when we’re apart
Time, My Worst Enemy
Fleeting when you are near
Time, My Worst Enemy
Battling with it daily
Time, My Worst Enemy
Stealing moments from the clock
Time, My Worst Enemy
Until you are in my arms again
Time, My Worst Enemy
Rapidly chasing us down
Time, My Worst Enemy
He will not take you this time
Time, My Worst Enemy
You are in my arms to stay
Time, My Worst Enemy
Has Lost!
Finding My Peace
I got to find my peace so I cut to ease the pain,
Escaping the life I'm living, escaping a life of vain,
Quieting the cries, as my eyes let free its rain,
Body becomes weak and tired, as my strength I try to gain,
I want to find my peace, some peace of any kind,
Needle penetrates my skin, but to the damage I am blind,
So high up off these drugs, so high up in my mind,
Guess I'll just keep on using, until my peace I someday find,
I need to find my peace, so I drink the stress away,
Now so intoxicated, but it's only a temporary state,
I'm in a better place, so I guess it makes it okay,
But I still haven't found my peace, so I'll try another way,
I think I've found my peace, in a place that's rather odd,
No needles, no bleeding, no cutting, just prayer for His approval nod,
I think I've found my peace, and to my better half I'll prod,
Because I know I've found my peace, and I found it with myself and God,
poem by Niakeva Thomas
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We must be certain that we all realize that our enemy is not an enemy that is located in one single place. There are terrorist cells all around the globe.
quote by Marsha Blackburn
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Your Bank Account
Your bank account might have a million
but your emotional account has not a zillion..
For if you place more value on money
you will not develop how to be funny, or have a honey.
For if that is your identity
you will live a life of poverty—
Poverty in the sense of 'me & me'
which is not so pretty.
Money can't buy you a lot of things,
it might get off the hook in court in the end.
But does it really buy you happiness?
Possibly if you are in the now
sometimes it's better to be a cow.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Ch 07 On The Effects Of Education Story 19
I asked an illustrious man for the reason of the tradition: Account as an enemy the passion which is between thy two loins. He replied: ‘The reason is because whatever enemy thou propitiatest becomes thy friend, whereas the more thou indulgest in a passion, the more it will oppose thee.’
Man attains angelic nature by eating sparingly
But if he be voracious like beasts he falls like a stone.
He whose wishes thou fulfillest will obey thy command
Contrary to passion, which will command, when obeyed.
The United States as usual has a sizable deficit in the current account of its balance of payments, trade account and other current accounts, current account items.
quote by Robert C. Solomon
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My City, My Town
My city, my town
The day u were birthed
No one regretted
My City
The glory of both the young and old
a site for everyone to behold
My city
A place of great edifices
a town with wonderful places
Four and two-legged machines
Fills this land unconditionally
A place of constant influx
Beautiful lush green grass
Filled the lawns at every corner
Bridges everywhere
as long as monumental caterpillars
Masts of every network
as tall as the Eiffel Tower of Paris,
A total amazement..
My city,
A beauty to uphold,
Now a story yet untold
My city, oh my town
You are losing your luster,
colour and radiance
That made humans of all race
want to advance, to seek solace
My city, My town
The land that brought memories
of neighborliness,
Everyone, together as of same parents
Awake from your slumber
Oh my great city, 'The Garden-City'
The crown princess of Rivers state
Why do you constantly hibernate?
Wake up
My city, my town,
Be like David,
Defeat this Goliath called GREED!
Show your feat
and make this enemy face the heat.
Edwina Aleme, (c) 2009
poem by Edwina Aleme
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The Enemy Within
Americans are reminded of terror
In newspapers, radio and on TV
Into “Hi-Def “screens they stare
At Beck, Palin and Sean Hannity
They’re feed a steady diet of fear
As, yellow alert scale moves to red
Endless images of 911 year after year
Whilst Afghans pile-up their dead
It’s time to start asking for the truth
Time to hold those who’ve lied account
We must listen to the voices of our youth
‘Fore their body counts begin to mount
We must hold account all those that sin
At last,
Find peace by purging the enemy within
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Arachnid
A little spider took up a corner in my room
I looked him over with awe then with gloom
Little friend, how will you survive without food?
Without a mate or something to sate your hunger
A terrible tangled web he did weave
I gave him a fly from my kitchen window
It was destined to die for the winter
He was not ready for a meal from a sinner like me
We eye balled each other for weeks
He found little critters to eat
With my power mag I found it sad
To see he survived on an ort
The following spring he threw me a curve
He was a she and with egg sack gave birth
What a terrible tangled web she did weave.