The Jew does not wish to be isolated. He fears being alone, without allies.
quote by Meir Kahane
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The Song Of The Allies
We are the Allies of God to-day,
And the width of the earth is our right of way.
Let no man question or ask us why,
As we speed to answer a wild world cry;
Let no man hinder or ask us where,
As out over water and land we fare;
For whether we hurry, or whether we wait,
We follow the finger of guiding fate.
We are the Allies. We differ in faith,
But are one in our courage at thought of death.
Many and varied the tongues we speak,
But one and the same is the goal we seek.
And the goal we seek is not power or place,
But the peace of the world, and the good of the race.
And little matters the colour of skin,
When each heart under it beats to win.
We are the Allies; we fight or fly,
We wallow in trenches like pigs in a sty,
We dive under water to foil a foe,
We wait in quarters, or rise and go.
And staying or going, or near or far,
One thought is ever our guiding star:
We are the Allies of God to-day,
We are the Allies-make way! make way!
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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The political tradition of ancient thought, filtered in Italy by Machiavelli, says one thing clearly: every prince needs allies, and the bigger the responsibility, the more allies he needs.
quote by Silvio Berlusconi
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Is man really courageous?
Is man really courageous?
He who says so
Must be lunatic.
Man fears life,
He fears death,
He fears disease,
He fears failure
And sometimes his success also,
He fears the truth,
He fears honesty,
He fears God
But on his terms,
And above all
He fears himself.
So why should he be called
A courageous?
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Allies
I'm feeling good
The city is on
I'm feeling good
A rebel is born
Since the tired class isn't serious
We start laughing obvious
It feels so fine
When there is no doubt
It feels so fine
To emerge the sound
Since the hired mass is notorious
The tragedy it self is calling us
The big dog walks the street without his allies
And i don't let him go
The big dog lost the street and all his allies
And i want him to go
It's not enough
To stand in the dark
While they play off
In the crack of the door
Since corruption plays all tricks on you
You shouldn't go to far
Someone is watching you
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh you'll soon be mine
You'll soon be mine
The big dog walks the street without his allies
And i want him to go
The big dog lost the street and all his allies
And i want him to go
They cannot hide the signs
They cannot hide all signs
So come on and lets go
song performed by by Guano Apes
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Within NATO, our Defence Capabilities Initiative has identified the essential capabilities all Allies must have for modern operations, and Allies are working to meet those requirements.
quote by Lord Robertson
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A good artist should be isolated. If he isn't isolated, something is wrong.
quote by Orson Welles
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Fears For Fears
Death promises nothing for me
And I don't expect nothing from death
Either than pain and sorrows
Fears for fears
Live in me
When I walk late at night on the road
Because I never know what can happen to me
But I believe that God is always on my side
Fears for fears
I will never trust the promises of a lazy man
Fears for fears
I will drink the one
With my food
So that I can give gheers to my God
Fears for fears
I don't fear the thunder or lightning
Fears for fears
The pond is home to all ducks
Because all the ducks lives in the pond
Swimming away
Fears for fears
What more can I give to God
Than myself
Fears for fears
The paths are not clear of the snow
In the winter
In the city where I live
Fears for fears
The harbour is so quiet during the winter
Because no boats are in the harbour during the winter
And everything sleeps away in the harbour
Also the night comes early during the winter months
But summer is different
Because the light shines all day
Fears for fears
Our bodies are made of water
And we need water to survive in this heat
poem by Aldo Kraas
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The girl in class
I’ve seen her
She sat next to me in class
She never talked
Her head was always down
Isolated
That’s the word
Isolated
Not willing to open up
She wasn’t at school today
Or the next
The speaker turns on
The announcements are read
One special announcement
At the end
Of a funeral
For a student
Who was afraid
poem by Cheyenne Joyner
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The Chronicles Of A Day Stranded In Nature Part 2 Ground Zero
Shells exploding all around
Only one audible sound...
The sound... the booming sound of war
Not clashes of swords, praised in ancient lore
No i talk about the exchange of gunfire
One side shooting the other sometimes not knowing why
They know only what told. Whether it be from a liar
Or porpagand, they can't tell al they know is die
Either die or kill
March up this hill
Fight, shoot, reload, shoot again, kill, hear
the screams of allies and enemies together, who shed more than a tear
Allies and enemies dotted with blood
Death in their faces
When each side goes to pick up their own
Not one man can tell apart races
Enemies and foes and allies and fellows all
dead... all alike, not a man can tell
One bloodied body from another, no more fell
Is there no mercy... none, not in war
poem by David Knox
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Some Get Erotic
Some get erotic,
When the bottom drops...
And they hit the rocks.
Like their heads had knocked against,
Acknowledged nonsense.
Some get erotic,
When the bottom drops...
And they hit the rocks.
Like they got up from a shock,
That all their bubbles popped!
And they found out...
They were isolated and locked.
And they found out...
Life is not about what they've got!
And they found out...
They were isolated and locked.
And they found out...
The bottom rushes to the top.
When you're dropping,
Isolated.
When your'e dropping,
And locked.
Some get erotic,
When the bottom drops...
And they hit the rocks.
Like they got up from a shock,
That all their bubbles popped!
And they found out...
They were isolated and locked.
And they found out...
The bottom rushes to the top.
When you're dropping,
Isolated.
When your'e dropping,
And locked.
When you're dropping,
Isolated.
When your'e dropping,
And locked.
Some get erotic,
When the bottom drops...
Like they got up from a shock,
That all their bubbles popped!
And isolated,
When their droppin'
Isolated,
And locked.
Isolated,
When their droppin'
Isolated,
And locked.
Some get erotic,
When the bottom drops...
And a lifestyle stops!
Some get erotic,
When their droppin' isolated and locked.
Some get erotic when the bottom drops...
And a lifestyle stops!
Some get erotic,
When their droppin' isolated and locked.
Some get erotic when the bottom drops...
And a lifestyle stops!
Some get erotic when the bottom drops...
And a lifestyle stops!
Some get erotic when the bottom drops...
And a lifestyle stops!
Some get erotic when the bottom drops...
And a lifestyle stops!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forty Years
(on the 10th anniversary of the end of world war ii)
Here in berlin - people line up to get in
To wait for the end - living in glorious sin
Theyve looked around - and now there is no looking back
To when rivers ran red - now its the sky that grows black
Shadows are cast as two giants roam over the earth
We light a match - but what is that little flame worth
Once allies danced and sang
But it was forty years ago
Here in d.c. - they talk about euro-disease
And how the french are always so damn hard to please
Otions are passed in brussels but no one agrees
And no one walks tall - but no-one gets down on their knees
Once allies laughed and drank
But it was forty years ago
Where I come from
They dont like americans much
They think theyre so loud, so tasteless, and so out of touch
Stiff upper lips are curled into permanent sneers
Self-satisfied
Awaiting the next forty years
Once allies cried and cheered
But it was forty years ago
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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We are a country that has many friends, many allies, when we operate in the world, we operate with friends and allies that's been true for decades and if we wind up going to war in Iraq it will be true in Iraq.
quote by Douglas Feith
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Sneak a Peek Out the Window...First!
They would love to see their activities magnetized.
In neon lights,
If possible.
And when adverse attention,
To them is unexpectedly given...
The seek to apologize,
For deeds done they wish to hide.
Unfortunately...
A revenge they wish could be avoided,
And dismissed...
Has already been placed,
On the 'spirit-hit-list'.
And for those who believe their deeds...
Whether missed or not,
Should be forgiven, dropped and forgotten?
I wouldn't rush to the door,
When a stranger comes to knock.
I would sneak a peek,
Out the window...
First!
To ensure those 'spirits' haven't arrived,
From high places.
You never know who has allies.
And from where those allies come.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Allies
In troubled times
It's hard to get straight answers
Between the lines
That border wrong or right
The homeland cries
It struggles with confusion
But this feelin' still remains
Like shelter from the rain
We live of faith
In the hands of those who guide us
And tear the page
On the fear we left behind
We set the pace
For every born survivor
Don't turn the other way
When I need to hear you say
Allies with our backs against the wall
I will answer when you call
And take on the odds
For what we believe is true
Allies in a world of too much choice
I only need your voice
To tell me you care
I'll be anywhere for you
song performed by by Heart from Passion Works
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They Will Be Isolated
Let it be known.
I declare everyone ignoring my wishes,
To be immediately isolated.
With not another cent coming from me.
Make sure that is understood.
'Okay daddy.
You want me to tell mommy that now?
Or after I help here unpack the groceries? '
Just inform her and your betraying brother,
I will stick to my position.
If they want to be stubborn about this...
Just ensure them of my declaration,
Of having them isolated.
'Okay daddy...
But,
Are you sure?
Really really sure you don't want me,
To sneak you out tonight's supper?
We're having steak, broccoli with sweet potatoes.
And mommy is going to bake an apple pie.
Plus...
The neighbors are invited over.'
Make my demands understood.
IF my wishes are not met...
They, including the neighbors, will be isolated.
And funding for all programs will be immediately cut.
'Daddy...
But,
You are the one inside the dog house.'
Are you or are you not,
Going to deliver poste haste...
My demands?
And...this happens to be,
The guest house.
'Oh. Oh...okay.
I will.
But I've raised my fee to twenty bucks.'
Here.
Take this paper bag.
And don't let anyone see you,
Bringing to me that dinner.
If they wish to play hardball with me...
So be it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fears
We all have
Fears
We need to conquer and it take times
You need to be strong to accomplish your goals
With some help, you can do it
People who love you, believe in you
So you need to believe in yourself
It's never too late to face your
Fears
Don't let people stop you from doing it
Don't be scared, nervous or chicken out
Just do it and it be all worth it
You be proud of yourself
You can get rid of that now
Just take one step at time
So just face your
Fears
When you are ready
Fears
poem by Christina Phan
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Isolated Mind
'Isolated Mind'
Isolated Mind being nomadic
with eruption of hidden pain
in the form of ice
always crave to wander
on the scattered street of old memories
where shadow of frozen wound
throw pearl of notion
in darkness of uncertainity
and dried up perplex moments
with some known odor
and diffused silence
shed tears with consistency
on the paved path of destiny
and that moment heart bleeds
for aesthetic sense of
'Togetherness'
poem by Seema Gupta
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We, the most powerful democracy in the world, have developed a strong norm against talking about politics. It's fine to talk about politics with people you agree with. But it is rude to argue about politics with people you disagree with. Political discourse becomes isolated, and isolated discourse becomes more extreme. We say what our friends want to hear, and hear very little beyond what our friends say.
quote by Lawrence Lessig
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Isolated, not just glassed in, but apart
You ever just feel like you're in another world, because you're not like them
ever feel set apart, not sanctified, because it's like you're they condemn
you, not even for being a Christian, but just because you don't fit in
not because of lack of sin
or the 'not of the world' idea, i feel that, but what happens when you
don't fit in with your own people, when your meaningless interests conflict
even contradict
their own, when they look at like some alien and assume that they too
believe, but there seems to be this wall
that stops us from being friends, because im so different,
who are my people, when i don't even belong with those who are
'not of the world' they feel so far
away from me i can't help but feel isolated sometimes
as i write these rhymes
i also must wonder of them really know the real me
they can agree
with me
on what is important, but i must say i feel isolated
not just glassed in, but
apart...
poem by David Knox
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Nothing Left To Auction
Those who hated,
Now find themselves to be naked.
And..
Without escapes,
To re-address a fate that awaits.
Isolated and outraged,
By their own selfish ways...
And now naked.
Those who hated can't fake it.
Or look for those escapes...
That chased away,
The others from the gates.
They now are naked!
Together and can't fake it.
Those with time to hate...
Isolated and outraged,
By their own selfish ways...
Now themselves so naked.
Discriminated and hated.
'Our things are gone,
There's nothing left to auction.'
Now themselves so naked.
Discriminated and hated.
Isolated and outraged.
By their own selfish ways.
'Our things are gone,
There's nothing left to auction.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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