I never knew a man come to greatness or eminence who lay abed late in the morning.
quote by Jonathan Swift
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Sonnet: On Greatness
Greatness is not a thing, much like an art;
Some man turns great if on it he stumbles;
His greatness ceases, if he thinks, he's great;
Great is he truly who tho' great, humbles.
Greatness is not true greatness, self-proclaimed;
Greatness is not what world showers on us;
Greatness is neither got by being claimed.
Greatness is not achieved by making fuss.
Greatness could come if world decides to give;
Greatness will stay if God blesses our work;
Such greatness, God-destined comes while men live;
Greatness can grow even without much luck.
Greatness doesn't come to everyone on earth;
Some men are made great; some are great by birth.
poem by John Celes
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My Baby And His Bro (fake Names Though)
mostafa is a little boy
no more then 9
his brother yells
and pulls his little ears
and that's no lie
one day i told
mostafa's brother
to not do
those things to him
so abed stoped
hurting his brother
and respected my wishes
now mostafa has no respect
to his brother abed
witch i find a bit funny
yesterday abed made mai cry
so i made up a party
for all the singles in canada
to get my advenge on abed
who thought it was quit funny
and it kinda turned him on
a guy asked me to sleep with him
i told him to ask abed
for he is the boss
of mai
he did
and to my surprize
abed got overly protective
and asked that guy
where he lived
so he could
beat that guy up
i couldn't help
but smile
i found it so cute
for he cared for mai alot
me and abed
are like one
for he makes mai
feel loved
and protected
except for the times
he makes mai cry
but other than that
he's a pretty good guy
and i care
and love for him
with all my heart
and if i wasn't afraid of death
i may give up my life
to save his
i love you so much abed
and i love mostafa
asha
your step-mom
and unborn baby to
i also love your father
who mai not aprove of mai yet
by: crystal sonier
age: 16
poem by Natalia Anna Joelie
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Its Too Late
Stayed in bed all morning just to pass the time
Theres something wrong here there can be no denying
Now one of us is changing
Or maybe weve just stopped trying
But its too late baby, now its too late
Though we really did try to make it
Something inside has died and I cant hide
And I just cant fake it
No
It used to be so easy living here with you
You were light and breezy I knew just what to do
But now you look so unhappy and I feel like a fool
But its too late baby, now its too late
Though we really did try to make it
Something inside has died and I cant hide
And I just cant fake it
No
Therell be good times again for me and you
But we just cant stay together dont you see that its true
Still Im glad for what we had
And how I once loved you
But its too late baby, now its too late
Though we really did try to make it
Something inside has died and I cant hide
And I just cant fake it
Its too late baby
Its too late now darling
Its too late
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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In View of the Biblical Zoo
Over the tree line towards the valleys end
Abed Abed-Rabbo raises a hand
The farm he surveys, his father's before him
Has been past down for generations in keeping with custom
In view of the Biblical Zoo
A farm of olives trees is a refreshing contrast
Against an imposing backdropp of urban concrete
And an ever expanding city complex
But because of the need for living space
This established ecosystem is being replaced
And Abed Abed-Rabbo is now forced to abdicate
His precious Olive farm, with its one room sleeping cave
Against urban sprawl and concrete walls
Alone one man can not possibly stand
And any amount of compensation cannot match
The resulting environmental impact
Even if it appears we live comfortably
In reality it is, pseudo-security
Without air or water quality
In an ever expanding city
© Calac
Abed Abed-Rabbo – A Palestinian farmer,48, inherited his farm full of olive trees overlooking the Jerusalem Biblical Zoo from his father and his grandfather.
The property in the village of Wallajeh, is situated on the southern edge of Jerusalem.
A decision to annex his farm full of olive trees into the city has been proposed due to the demand for apartment living space
poem by Chris Lane
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curtains drawn,
the emperor's love
still lies abed—
on crimson peonies,
the morning sun shines
tanka by Masaoki Shiki
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Late Cat
Late to train
Late to bus
Late to class
And late to party;
She is everywhere a late cat!
Late to eat
Late to sleep
Late to fate
And late to luck;
She is for everything a late cat!
Late to clock
Late to block
Late to dash
Against the truck
And, lo! Even late to death;
She is always a late cat!
poem by Sasikala Kamandula
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On This Very Morning
On this very morning
I can justify being late
I was locked in traffic
And I couldn't find any holes
I was smiling at the car right next to me
We understood each others pain
But neither of us were moving
On this very morning
I was drinking coffee
With the shine of a million red lights
And the sound of a thousand horns
On this very morning
I understood why I was single
As I looked in the car in front of me
The argument was intense
On this very morning
I was late
I'm sorry
Good-bye
poem by Cokbod Lodwogo
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It's Too Late
Stayed in bed all morning just to pass the time
There's something wrong here, there can be no denying
One of us is changing, or maybe we've stopped trying
And it's too late, baby, now it's too late
Though we really did try to make it
Something inside has died and I can't hide
And I just can't fake it
It used to be so easy living here with you
You where light and breezy and I knew just what to do
Now you look so unhappy, and I feel like a fool
And it's too late, baby, now it's too late
Though we really did try to make it
Something inside has died and I can't hide
And I just can't fake it
There'll be good times again for me and you
But we just can't stay together, don't you feel it too
Still I'm glad for what we had, and how I once loved you
But it's too late, baby, it's too late
Though we really did try to make it
Something inside has died and I can't hide
And I just can't fake it
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
quote by William Shakespeare
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Only If It Is Advantageous
Only if it is advantageous,
Will a renewed interest shown...
In someone ignored,
Be done!
Only when an attention has been given,
Will those even notice...
Something or someone under their noses,
Has achieved some degree of notoriety!
And 'shock' not jealousy,
Is the first impression expressed.
And it isn't as if,
What one does has changed at all.
It's the idea that someone else places a value,
On what some has labelled,
Crap, trash or just junk!
And that value is discovered to have merit!
To bring a benefit to not one but to all!
More support would have been shown.
IF a warning of this had been previously known!
~Who knew...
That someone slated for greatness,
Was the subject of irritation placed?
And daily disgraced...
But took it?
Is it too late to change our minds,
And show a deep love and loyalty? ~
Only if it is advantageous,
Will a renewed interest shown...
In someone ignored,
Be done!
And that someone ignored...
May be someone's brother, cousin,
Sister, mother, daugther, father or son...
That had been told more than once,
They should do something else...
Since they are wasting time doing nothing!
At least nothing that is getting legitimately done.
Nothing that is making an impression on anyone!
'Ooooo...
How low can nasty go? '
~Who knew...
That someone slated for greatness,
Was the subject of irritation placed?
And daily disgraced...
But took it?
Only if it is advantageous,
Will a renewed interest shown...
In someone ignored,
Be done! ~
And that someone who has been ignored...
Has not survived thriving under a rock!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Morning Night And Day
One time didn't do it
Two times didn't feel quite right
I didn't know where i was going
I just knew that i would be alright
I woke up in a druken haze
The sun shone to my window?
I said that i'd never do it again
What kind of fool do you think i am?
It happens
It always seems to happen
Morning night and day
I just want some action
Give me satisfaction
Send me to my?
Morning night and day
I had a good time late last night
I didn't think it would ever end
I walked home in a broad day light
Couldn't get a cab at half past five
One drink wouldn't do it
Two drinks are far too much
I didn't know what i was doing
I ate the floor and a pile of dust
It happens
It always seems to happen
Morning night and day
I just want some action
Give me satisfaction
Send me to my?
Morning night and day
So if you think that it won't get you
Well think again friend 'cause it's not true
In my case, it was not my fault
Other people made that call
One time didn't do it
Two times didn't feel quite right
It happens
It always seems to happen
No matter what i say
Morning night and day
I just want some action
Need some satisfaction
Before it gets too late
Send me to my?
Morning night and day
song performed by by New Order
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Change
You walked in to the room
I just had to laugh
The face you wore was cool
You were a photograph
When it's all too late
It's all too late
I did not have the time
I did not have the nerve
To ask you how you feel
Is this what you deserve
When it's all too late
It's all too late
Change
You can change
And something on your mind
Became a point of view
You lost your honesty
I lost the life in you
When it's all too late
It's all too late
We walk and talk in time
I walk and talk in two
Where does the end of me
Become the start of you
When it's all too late
It's all too late
What has happened to
The friend that I once knew
Has he gone away
song performed by by Tears For Fears from Hurting
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Persons who are born too soon or born too late seldom achieve the eminence of those who are born at the right time.
quote by Katharine Anthony
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Its Too Late
Its too late now for you to say your sorry
Its too late now for you to make amends
Youre gonna pay for all the lies you told me
Well dont apologize cause its too late
Its too late
Much too late
You said those words
You said them much too late
Its too late
Much too late
You said those words
You said them much too late
Its too late now for you to sympathize, dear
The wheel of time is grinding gainst your dreams
I really wouldnt want to cause no pain now
You said those words, you said them much too late
Its too late
Much too late
You said those words
You said them much too late
song performed by by Kinks
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Dorothy's Response
There is an eminence amongst our hills.
There is a deep quiet in its height.
A man I love of lofty mind
Shares with that mount its quiet.
I admire the quiet.
I seem to require it,
Though it limpens his love for me.
If I wasn't so dotty
Instead of 'YOUR EMINENCE'
I'd have called it 'MOUNT DOROTHY'.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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Love, Now Youre Gone
(copyright nazareth, tiflis tunes,inc.-ascap)
Love, now that youre gone,
I just cant carry on,
Love left a space,
I cant erase that face,
Love that I knew gone like the morning dew,
What will I do without her.
Love, where is she now,
I sit and think of how,
She used to be,
Happy to be with me,
Love that I knew gone like the morning dew,
What will I do without her.
Love, left me for good,
I never thought she would,
Now Im alone,
Wondering where shes gone,
Love that I knew gone like the morning dew,
What will I do without her.
song performed by by Nazareth
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Angel
I met an angel on the street this morning
Maybe it was late last night
You see I haven't been to sleep
There's music in my feet
And I haven't stopped to think about it twice
Oh yeah
Well you wouldn't recognize her this angel
Oh for she's not the celestial type
She had no pair of wings
I don't even think she sings
And the words that she spoke were no heavenly hype
Somehow she knew that I'd been thinking about you
Somehow she knew the city held no light
Somehow she knew that I just needed a reason
To tell you the things that I feel in the night
Oh let it show
If you love them then let them know
Oh let it show
If you love them then let them know
Well that was all that she said she had for me
All that she'd been sent down to say
So she straightened up her rags
And she walked off with her bags
Back into her city jail
Away oh yeah
So this is how I've come to you this morning
To tell you of a secret in my heart
I'll bring it to your feet
I'll dance it in the street
You know I love you
I love you
song performed by by Melissa Etheridge
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Ah, If You Knew
Ah, if you knew how soon and late
My eyes long for a sight of you
Sometimes in passing by my gate
You'd linger until fall of dew,
If you but knew!
Ah, if you knew how sick and sore
My life flags for the want of you,
Straightway you'd enter at the door
And clasp my hand between your two,
If you but knew!
Ah, if you knew how lost and lone
I watch and weep and wait for you,
You'd press my heart close to your own
Till love had healed me through and through,
If you but knew!
poem by Mathilde Blind
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If You But Knew
Ah, if you knew how soon and late
My eyes long for a sight of you,
Sometimes in passing by my gate
You'd linger until fall of dew,
If you but knew!
Ah, if you knew how sick and sore
My life flags for the want of you,
Straightway you'd enter at the door
And clasp my hand between your two,
If you but knew!
Ah, if you knew how lost and lone
I watch and weep and wait for you,
You'd press my heart close to your own
Till love had healed me through and through,
If you but knew!
poem by Mathilde Blind
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The 'Potential' For Greatness IS There
If a greatness is indeed appreciated,
Wouldn't it take more than one to satiate the taste?
It would lessen the propaganda.
And the hype of it would not be faked.
'Well...
Okay.
Let me say...
The 'potential' for greatness is there.'
mmm...
That makes the taste of it easier to take,
Somehow.
That way,
My expectations aren't set so high.
And I can determine what is given,
More delicious than it is!
You get my point?
'I think so.
YOU want to determine,
The 'greatness'.
And when and 'if' that should be labelled as such!
Giving 'you' a purpose to encourage and spread the word.'
Of course.
I don't want to have it enforced.
I would think you would want my expectations to rise!
To declare something 'great'...
Leaves it to be criticized and opened to be downsized.
'Maybe we should hire you to do our marketing? '
Well...
As you yourself stated,
The 'potential' for greatness is there.
'I now can see,
The point you are making.
The potential for greatness 'IS' there.'
Exactly!
There is no need to overwhelm the message.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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