The condition of the tribes which occupy the country set apart for them in the West is highly prosperous, and encourages the hope of their early civilization. They have for the most part abandoned the hunter state and turned their attention to agricultural pursuits.
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The Real Revolution
for too long
our bodies have been empty shells
driven by fossil fuels!
occupy Wall Street!
occupy New York!
occupy San Francisco....
occupy the whole damned country!
occupy our bodies!
fill
...the
.....emptiness
w ith
...human
.....desire,
compassion
....understanding
...... and determination!
the real revolution
lies in the human condition!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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At no period of our political existence had we so much cause to felicitate ourselves at the prosperous and happy condition of our country.
quote by James Monroe
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Most agree, whatever their party political position, that the West can and should open its agricultural markets more fully to the products of the poorer countries of the globe. They are agricultural societies that need our markets more than our charity.
quote by John Redwood
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Why Are You Surprised?
Tunisia, Egypt, Spain, Greece and others did protest
Economic enslavement perpetrated by global banks
Bloody wars, poverty and famine moved slowly West
So why are you surprised at U.S. joining protest ranks
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“It's Day 21 of Occupy Wall St. (#OWS) , a movement that has inspired Americans all over the country to fight Wall St.'s assault on their political and economic rights. Wednesday, in the biggest action yet, over 20,000 people marched in Lower Manhattan. Occupations have sprung in hundreds of cities all over the country. Occupy Wall Street is only getting bigger.”
poem by Ray Lucero
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Our Epitaph
Here lies the greatest civilization ever developed upon this earth
The finest and best hope that all men could be free, self-governing
and prosperous, and that the burden of excessive toll, disease
and poverty could be lifted from the backs of men
This great civilization died not as a result of external agression,
but from internal crumbling of the character of its people
The people had become so luxury-loving and soft that they would
not exert themselves in their own defense
A malignant disease that might be described as a maudlin sympahty
for ones enemies seemed to paralyze their will
Here lies the nation that sacrificed its life in an effort to gain
the goodwill and friendship of its enemies
Here lies the people who abandoned their priceless heritage of
patriotism, religious faith and truth for the socialism that
sapped their manhood
Here lies the nation that abandoned the faith of its fathers who
had made it great; for the cynical skepticism and atheism of
its enemies
Here lies the nation that died from loss of faith in God, loss of
pride and confidence in itself, and a loss of the will to defend
itself against both its internal and external enemies
Here lies the United States
poem by John Leroy Maxwell
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Some tribes of birds will relieve and rear up the young and helpless, of their own and other tribes, when abandoned.
quote by William Bartram
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Nothing can be more absurd than the practice that prevails in our country of men and women not following the same pursuits with all their strengths and with one mind, for thus, the state instead of being whole is reduced to half.
One good thing about California is we have quite a broad-based economy. We provide more fruits and vegetables and produce to the United States than any other state. So we have actually the single largest agricultural sector in the country.
quote by Meg Whitman
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The Ancient India
India is ample known
For its three thousand year old
Civilization brought in by Aryans,
Who invaded as nomads.
It is little known for its prior
Civilization lived by Dravidians
In Mohanjo daro and Harappa,
About five thousand years ago.
It is little known at all
For its ten thousand year old
Civilization planted
By Mundas and Santals,
Now tribes on hillocks,
Branded the most backward.
18.07.2000, Plkmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Education is not Commercialization
It's time to develop
Develop our faith, our moral, our civilization
It's time to change positively
Change into blessing of God (Allah Swt)
Prophet Muhammad Saw teaches us about faith
Prophet Muhammad Saw teaches us about moral
Prophet Muhammad Saw teaches us civilization
Prophet Muhammad Saw gives smart solution only one word ' Education '
No commercialization
No arrogant action
No gobble action
Not to dismantle of school buildings or let school buildings are collapse
The big country is which develop faith in the whole sectors
The big country is which give more attention to spread good moral
The big country is which increase Islam civilization and
The big country is which make grand design in education, not shopping centers.
Date : May 5th 2005
Time : 5.15 pm
Copyright/Writer : Somahadi
poem by Somahadi Hadi
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The Apparation
I saw a man kneeling beside the dead body Gadhafi
with a smirk on his face holding thumbs up… eleven
months later he was slain just like the tyrant….
He became an envoy a friend of the wrecked country,
a buddy working to make the country a rational state
the US way; a client state to help oil flow freely to
the west. But he forgot, as many do, the infamy Arabs
has suffered in the hands of the west… even if people
were glad a tyrant was gone they still found the picture
offensive. For they see the inequity of the selective way
the west pushes democracy on the weak.
A ghost looms, a cuckoo in the nest, it will not give up
until it has full power of the defeated and we blindly
follow this cuckoo´s call into the abyss.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Condition Critical
Oh the tension's mounting
The pressure starts to show
All the men in haunting
Please don't let me go
(Don't go)
Try to free my body
(Don't go)
Try to strap me down
(Don't go)
These'll never break me
(Don't go)
Free wheel to look at me
Condition critical
I'm feeling physical
Condition critical
Now I'm really cynical
The bells they are ringing
Or is it in my head
My nerves numb understanding
I'm falling out of bed
(Don't go)
So call it paranoia
(Don't go)
I don't see it that way
(Let's go)
You say I adore ya
(Hell no)
We're gonna rock they way
Condition critical
I'm feeling physical
Condition critical
Now I'm really cynical
Ooh ooh
Whips and chains
Don't feel no pain
What's so wrong
I think I'm going out of my head
Over heels
I can't feel
No pain, only pleasure
Get me out
Take me home
Can't you see my condition
Woo-woo-woo
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition
Condition critical
Condition critical
I'm feeling physical
Condition critical
Now I'm really cynical
Condition critical
I'm feeling physical
Condition critical
Now I'm really cynical (Cynical)
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition
Condition critical, critical
Condition
Condition-aca
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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Hopes And Fears
Scars not seen but they are there none the less
The scars are on my heart
The questions in my mind
I wonder if he knows how bad he hurt me
I wonder if he even cares
I wonder if these girls are his
I wonder if they will ever forgive me
I'm so young and my baby girls will grow up in a time of war
I wonder if they will start another draft if this goes on much longer
I'm not a fighter
I don’t want to have to fight in a war that isn’t mine
I don’t want to die in a war of politics
I don’t want have to choose between my girls and my country
My girls win every time
I don’t want to have to flee my country and never be able to come back
I don’t want to use my girls as an excuse as why I don’t have any money
I don’t want to be on welfare
I don’t want to have to be dependent on a man
I don’t want to have to depend on any one but myself
I don’t want this life
I never have
I wonder if I was destined from the start to lead this life of heartache
I don’t want my girls to have a life like I did
But they are already on that road
I have deprived them of a father by not waiting
By not protecting myself
I have started to lead them on a broken road of pain and heartache
I never wanted that for my kids
I have no one but myself to blame
I get that part by now
I wonder if this is all a punishment from god
I wonder if god even cares
I wonder if god abandoned me
It sure feels that way
I hope my babies don't feel the pain that I do
I hope I never have to leave them and deprive them of myself
Their mother
I hope they never feel abandoned like I do
I hope they will never feel unwanted
I hope they don’t turn out like me
I hope their lives aren't filled with chaos
Swirling whirling skies of disappointment regret and pain
I hope they never lose their rosy view of the world
I hope they don’t have to grow up too fast
I hope they have strength courage and determination
I hope they never back down
I hope they stand up for what they believe in
I hope they can make their lives better than I've made mine
Copyright © Johanna M Stone 2011
poem by Cassie Damon
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Hopes And Fears
Scars not seen but they are there none the less
The scars are on my heart
The questions in my mind
I wonder if he knows how bad he hurt me
I wonder if he even cares
I wonder if these girls are his
I wonder if they will ever forgive me
I'm so young and my baby girls will grow up in a time of war
I wonder if they will start another draft if this goes on much longer
I'm not a fighter
I don't want to have to fight in a war that isn't mine
I don't want to die in a war of politics
I don't want have to choose between my girls and my country
My girls win every time
I don't want to have to flee my country and never be able to come back
I don't want to use my girls as an excuse as why I don't have any money
I don't want to be on welfare
I don't want to have to be dependent on a man
I don't want to have to depend on any one but myself
I don't want this life
I never have
I wonder if I was destined from the start to lead this life of heartache
I don't want my girls to have a life like I did
But they are already on that road
I have deprived them of a father by not waiting
By not protecting myself
I have started to lead them on a broken road of pain and heartache
I never wanted that for my kids
I have no one but myself to blame
I get that part by now
I wonder if this is all a punishment from god
I wonder if god even cares
I wonder if god abandoned me
It sure feels that way
I hope my babies don't feel the pain that I do
I hope I never have to leave them and deprive them of myself
Their mother
I hope they never feel abandoned like I do
I hope they will never feel unwanted
I hope they don't turn out like me
I hope their lives aren't filled with chaos
Swirling whirling skies of disappointment regret and pain
I hope they never lose their rosy view of the world
I hope they don't have to grow up too fast
I hope they have strength courage and determination
I hope they never back down
I hope they stand up for what they believe in
I hope they can make their lives better than I've made mine
Copyright © Johanna M Stone 2011
poem by Johanna Damon
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Tearin Up The Country
Playin a pavilion on the outskirts of town,
Playin where my roller derby rolls.
Just a part time music man, a nobody at the plant,
Im tearin up the country with a song.
Mom and papa told me son, you gotta go to school;
Only way to make the famly proud.
I paid no attention, left my books at home,
Rather play my music real loud.
Tearin up the country with a song.
Tearin up the country with a song.
I paid no attention, left my books at home,
Rather play my music real loud.
Play it loud, now! woo!
Tearin up the country with a song.
Tearin up the country with a song.
I paid no attention, left my books at home,
Rather play my music real loud.
Ran into a dry spell, seemed nowhere to go.
Good luck turned the tide, Im on my way.
I remember loadin big trucks when the summer sun was hot,
You know I could still be there, but Im not.
Tearin up the country with a song.
Tearin up the country with a song.
I remember loadin big trucks when the summer sun was hot,
You know I could still be there, but Im not.
Tearin up the country with a song.
Im tearin up the country with a song.
I remember loadin big trucks when the summer sun was hot,
You know I could still be there, but Im not.
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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One way to bring down crime in the state of California and every state in the union is to have an enforceable border. That means let's build that border fence. When people want to come into this country, let's ask them to knock on the front door.
quote by Duncan Hunter
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Best
The best gift in the world comes
from the best part of the world
and the best part of the world comes from Africa,
and the best part of Africa comes from west Africa and the best part
of west Africa comes from Nigeria,
and the best part of Nigeria comes
from Niger delta,
and the best part of Niger delta
comes from Delta State and the
best part of Delta State comes
from Warri,
and the best part of Warri comes from my community and
the best thing that has happened
in my community is you&me.
poem by Senator alufalism
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A Highly Evolved Being
A highly evolved being
would not kill,
A highly evolved being,
would meditate and be still.
A highly evolved being
is “positively aware”
of everything including
birds in the air.
A highly evolved being
enjoys everything
and needs nothing.
They do not need see evil to be
“Postively Aware”.
For a highly evolved being
only shares,
and really cares
For all are ALL ONE,
from the same source,
For life becomes a meditation
and everything is a part of the whole,
everything works together
helping each other grow.
Grow and become the best
that they can be,
To be an effect on the future
and make it filled with merriness and glee.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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But we're very much an American band and that's that. I think that's part of the appeal outside of this country and it might be part of the reason people turned away from us within this country, because familiarity breeds contempt.
quote by Michael Stipe
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A Deer Hunt
Hunter pursuits a white-tailed deer and suddenly it disappears in the thick jungle.
The way back is forgotten and he was left behind.
There live a Widow and a Virgin who were pioneers of the secret forest provide him hospitality.
The hunter doesn't want to white wash and he catches these two birds (huntresses) in one stone.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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