I have noticed even people who claim everything is predestined, and that we can do nothing to change it, look before they cross the road.
quote by Stephen Hawking
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At cross road
Never but at cross road,
Are we at cross road?
Is there any load?
Why not we meet?
Even at cross road.
Are we blood thirsty?
And care for no one,
who may come but none?
Doesn’t concern everyone?
Even at cross road.
Can we not share?
Misery and poverty,
happiness and unhappiness,
hunger and roofless human,
even at cross road.
Why do we cut?
Burn the green forest,
and big trees,
do we want disaster?
Even at cross road.
Rain is scarce,
food also less,
nature is finished,
no bloom for ever,
even at cross road.
Why do we cut throat?
Merely for greed,
does the religion preach?
Priests or heads just teach
Even at cross road.
I may not survive,
peace may not revive,
nobody will also survive,
we will soon be extinct,
even at cross road.
Time is running out,
Still human race is not out,
We may still be in,
Kindness may be over,
Even at cross road,
Life is worth to live in,
forget not but just be in,
embrace but not embarrass them,
help but not reject them
Even at cross road.
We May still not adopt,
remain at large but not still opt,
is the nature so cruel?
Kill and get also killed?
Even at cross road
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Chance, Destiny, Fate-Future
Chance, destiny, fate,
Call it what you will,
We have the ability to change ours
But our lives are not predestined
Just already seen by One
One who helps but doesn't push
Chance, destiny, and fate mean that our lives are predestined
Which they aren't
So I'll call it future
Now I don't believe that if someone sees their future,
That it is their real future
How can it be-they can now change it
I think that perhaps it is a possible future
Which is why there can't be predestining
Why do people believe in predestining?
Do they need to believe that it's not their fault
That their lives are in someone elses hands?
Are they afraid to be held responsible?
If predestining is real then they can't affect anything
Where's the meaning?
We make the choices
They are not already made
So go make them-Carefully!
But make them all the same-don't leave it to chance
It's YOUR future!
poem by Casey O'Sheridan
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Bitter Sweet Symphony
Cos its a bittersweet symphony this life...
cause its a bittersweet symphony, this life
Trying to make ends meet , youre a slave to the money then you die.
Try to make ends meet
Ill take you down the only road Ive ever been down...
Youre a slave to money then you die
You know the one that takes you to the places where all the pain lives , yeah.
Ill take you down the only road Ive ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
No change, I can change, I can change, I can change,
Where all the veins meet yeah,
But Im here in my mould , I am here in my mould.
But Im a million different people from one day to the next...
No change, I can change
I cant change my mould , no,no,no,no,no,no,no
I can change, I can change
But Im here in my mold
Well I never pray,
I am here in my mold
But tonight Im on my knees, yeah.
But Im a million different people
I need to hear some sounds that recognise the pain in me, yeah.
From one day to the next
I let the melody shine, let it cleanze my mind , I feel free now.
I cant change my mold
But the airwaves are clean and theres nobody singing to me now.
No, no, no, no, no
No change, I can change, I can change, I can change,
Well I never pray
But Im here in my mould , I am here in my mould.
But tonight Im on my knees yeah
And Im a million different people from one day to the next
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I cant change my mould, no,no,no,no,no,no,no
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
But the airways are clean and theres nobody singing to me now
(well have you ever been down? )
(I can change, I can change...)
No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
Cos its a bittersweet symphony this life.
But Im here in my mold
Trying to make ends meet, trying to find some money then you die.
I am here in my mold
You know I can change, I can change, I can change,
And Im a million different people
But Im here in my mould, I am here in my mould.
From one day to the next
And Im a million different people from one day to the next.
I cant change my mold
I cant change my mould, no,no,no,no,no,no,no
No, no, no, no, no
I cant change
(Ill take you down the only road Ive ever been down)
I cant change
(Ill take you down the only road Ive ever been down)
(it justs sex and violence melody and silence)
cause its a bittersweet symphony, this life
(been down)
Try to make ends meet
(ever been down)
Try to find some money then you die
(ever been down)
Ill take you down the only road Ive ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
Where all the things meet yeah
You know I can change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But Im here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And Im a million different people
From one day to the next
I cant change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
I cant change my mold
No, no, no, no, no,
I cant change
Cant change my body,
No, no, no
Ill take you down the only road Ive ever been down
Ill take you down the only road Ive ever been down
Been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Have you ever been down?
Have youve ever been down?
song performed by by Verve
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Cross The Road
Take your heart, Take your car.
But am gona be, with you so far,
On my feet I will win,
I will win your heart today.
Because
Am gona cross the road? ,
‘' gona cross the road,
Since that day, I saw you,
I made call I will die for you,
And today, on this race,
I promise that I win the race.
Because am gona cross the road * 4
I will fly, I'll jump high,
I'll be fine, oh! My Devine,
This ma day, Ooh baby love,
In the end you'll be ma lady.
All I've got, is to win this race?
I'll win and you'll be ma lady.
Use that road and I'll cross that road
Just believe you'll be ma lady, come on you'll be ma lady.
poem by Dickson Mseti
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The Rolling Cross
The cross stands for no ones mentor
Except a person who people call a debtor
Jesus died on a cross which stood upright
Peter died twice on a cross which stood upside down
Who will like to be hung on a rolling cross?
Who will like to die thrice rolling?
Such person's destiny is bent
Then there shall be lots of open doors
Open but narrow
And only the few that let theirs roll could pass
Their lives shall be like that of the rolling cross
And so shall can they change their fates
Now, who shall like to be hung on a rolling cross?
Therefore, who shall like to die thrice rolling?
Is there not change of opinions?
No one wants to die without gain
Until there is gain
Then one can withstand the pain
That is why man's mind is like that of the cross
Man is a rolling cross
A storm to his journey
A terrace to his erosion
Like feeding a lion with nuts
When the lion needs meat
And only if the cross stays upright
Or even upside down,
Even if man doesn't want to die rolling
All his life,
He shall be the rolling cross
poem by Ivan Chizurum Ezeigbo
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You'd Be Making a Lot More Money
Why don't you go somewhere else,
Where you can become more 'noticed'.
'Noticed?
Noticed for what? '
What it is that you do.
'I don't know what you mean by that,
However...
What makes you 'think' I am not noticed? '
You can't be.
Not here.
'Oh...
I see where you're going with this.
You mean 'noticed' in a way,
That celebrities and stars are noticed'
Yeah, yeah...
Exactly.
'So you can say you know me?
Is that it? '
NAW!
So 'you' can be happy!
'And...
I'm not happy? '
You can't be!
'Why? '
Because you live 'here'!
'OH...
So I can not be happy,
Doing exactly what I choose to do...
AND live here.
Is that it? '
People don't have respect,
For someone like you...
Here!
'And what makes you think,
I am not accustomed to being disrespected?
That has nothing to do with what it is I do.
Nor my choice to live here.
I love what I do.
I love where I live.
I love the people I come in contact with.
Why would I choose to go somewhere else?
I can expect to get disrespected.
AND...
Check it out!
That has helped me achieve my success!
And I couldn't afford to get that anywhere else,
But right here.
That may seem foolish to you!
But my mama didn't raise no fools! '
You'd be making a lot more money!
'To have you calling me every five minutes,
To borrow some?
No thanks! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cross Of Gold
You can change the way you live
You can make it ?
You can turn it up or down
You can change the things you're told
You can crucify the word on a cross of gold
You can crucify the word on a cross of gold
Oh oh oh
You can lie to every face
You can use a stranglehold
You can lose or win the chase
You can sell your very soul
You can crucify the word on a cross of gold
You can crucify the word on a cross of gold
Oh oh oh
You can steal the things you need
You can keep the people down
You can take the best there is
To the shelters underground
You can crucify the word on a cross of gold
You can crucify the word on a cross of gold
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road
The chicken was undecided on whether to cross the road,
she was a short sighted chicken
who, not being able to see across the road
couldn't quite understand the advantages
of being on the other side.
People passing by the chicken
stopped to ask if she wanted to get across the road
but the chicken just clucked, indecisively,
looking very concerned as to her own
demise if she should attempt to.
After all, should she transverse the road
and avoid oncoming vehicles
she would then be stuck on the other side
but should she not, then she may well
feel unfulfilled, unaccomplished.
Not wanting to disappoint,
let down, or cause a disturbance
the chicken did a little shake,
a little flutter and hop, skipped
and jumped across the road.
A local lorry came hurtling towards her,
she saw the headlights, heard the horn
but too late! There were chicken bits
all over the place while a local
reporter took notes, writing:
We'll never know why the chicken
tried to cross that road in heavy traffic
but she was pronounced dead
on arrival at the local hospital.
They'll be no live chicken tonight.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Lonely Road
i was walking a black, dark, lonely road
and the fear inside of me, i'm sure had shown.
then i reached to my neck, and took my cross in my hand
and prayed to the LORD above
for his guidance and his love, and that i may see some light.
when in front of me a figure stood
with a bright light radiating from him.
and the road turned from night to day
and i was able to walk my merry way.
they said that there was a total blackout that night.
and how did i get back, without a flashlight?
when i told them, what i had seen
they all began to ridicule me.
all the elders from the town
looked at me with a frown.
how can that possibly be
when it never happened to me?
i am the pastor of this congregation
and we have searched for our salvation.
then here you come and claim you saw a light
radiating from a figure in front of you
and you expect us to believe you too.
are you saying that you're better than us
for in GOD we also put our trust.
why would he choose you and not me?
this is something i can not see.
MAYBE! it's because i was on the road to destruction
and this sign was my obstruction.
and if that is not enough for you:
look at my hand which i held the cross
just so that you could see
that the sign is embedded in me. ++
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poem by Louis Rams
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The Chant Of The Cross-Bearing Child
I bear dis cross dis many a mile.
O de cross-bearin' chile--
De cross-bearin' chile!
I bear dis cross 'long many a road
Wha' de pink ain't bloom' an' de grass done mowed.
O de cross-bearin' chile--
De cross-bearin' chile!
Hits on my conscience all dese days
Fo' ter bear de cross ut de good Lord lays
On my po' soul, an' ter lif my praise.
O de cross-bearin' chile--
De cross-bearin' chile!
I 's nigh-'bout weak ez I mos' kin be,
Yit de Marstah call an' He say,--'You 's free
Fo' ter 'cept dis cross, an' ter cringe yo' knee
To no n'er man in de worl' but me!'
O de cross-bearin' chile--
De cross-bearin' chile!
Says you guess wrong, ef I let you guess--
Says you 'spec' mo', an'-a you git less:--
Says you go eas', says you go wes',
An' whense you fine de road ut you like bes'
You betteh take ch'ice er any er de res'!
O de cross-bearin' chile--
De cross-bearin' chile!
He build my feet, an' He fix de signs
Dat de shoe hit pinch an' de shoe hit bines
Ef I on'y w'ah eights an-a wanter w'ah nines;
I hone fo' de rain, an' de sun hit shines,
An' whilse I hunt de sun, hits de rain I fines.--
O-a trim my lamp, an-a gyrd my lines!
O de cross-bearin' chile--
De cross-bearin' chile!
I wade de wet, an' I walk de dry:
I done tromp long, an' I done clim high;
An' I pilgrim on ter de jasper sky,
An' I taken de resk fo' ter cas' my eye
Wha' de Gate swing wide an' de Lord draw nigh,
An' de Trump hit blow, an' I hear de cry,--
'You lay dat cross down by an' by!--
O de Cross-bearin' Chile--
Do Cross-bearin' Chile!'
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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The Change (an Observation)
I have noticed that, in the face of death by way of terminal illness, people are encouraged to do all the crazy things they've ever dreamed of.
And I have noticed that, in our able-bodied everyday lives, we are simply thought of as crazy when we pursue our dreams.
If I could change the world in any singular way, I would make it standard practice that, impending death or not, we encourage and admire those who nurture their crazy dreams.
poem by Hollie Ash
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Across the Road
To cross or not to cross
was all I thought
when I saw her face across the road.
Her eyes was set as though she lost her soul,
so lost like she is never in this world.
She never minded her shadow on the ground...
her watch as if to melt under her stare,
tic tacked not faster than her heartbeat
for she thought her head was on her feet-
At last, she looked my way
and her pretty face paled.
Suddenly she stood still as though
she gasped some air from death to life...
I can't escape her stare.
To cross or not to cross, I never thought
when across the road she merely stood
nearly meeting her shadow on the ground.
I closed my eyes- I heard the sound
of her crying heart, I found
myself walking away with the woman on my side.
It pained to see her that way cry...
just because I couldn't cross the road for her.
It pained to watch her die.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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A Little Love
some people walk the straight and narrow - some walk the rocky road
some get the silver spoon and some get the heavy load
there's a man in a paper box he smiles whenever we walk by
we just walk a little faster and say "there but for the grace of God go i"
but a little love - just a little love - a little love can change it all
i've been up and down this highway and i ain't seen a road sign yet
it's a cold hard world baby you gotta hang on to what you get
i don't believe in miracles but that don't mean they don't come true
well i may not get to heaven but i get a little closer when i'm with you
but a little love - just a little love - a little love can change it all
well i get a little tired walkin' down the street
people on my side - everyone i meet
but they don't know what's on my mind
and they don't know that they might find
a little love - just a little love - a little love can change it all
right when you think you don't need love is when you need it most
even if you got the father the son and the holy ghost
well there's more to truth baby than what we know is true
ya we wander round in the darkness
but every now and then a little light shines thru
and a little love - just a little love - a little love can change it all
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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Nobody Else In The World But You
(don henley/jai winding/stan lynch)
You live in a house of mirrors
Reflecting your splendid isolation
You have so much of everything
Except for true consideration
The way you dance
The way you walk
The way you drive
The way you talk
The way you eat
The way you drink
The way you act
The way that you dont think
Its like theres
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you havent noticed
Theres lots of other people here, too
Hey now, did your momma teach you anything?
Some things still got to be respected
Is it a sign of the times, or is it just your callous heart?
How did you get so disconnected?
The way you push
The way you shove
The way you hate
The way you love
The lies you spin
The scenes you make
The grief you give
The space you take
Its like theres
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you havent noticed
Theres lots of other people here, too
And now its time you did a little giving, baby
The world is not your plaything, no, no, no
(solo)
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you havent noticed
Theres lots of other people here
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Its like theresnobody else in the world but you
In case you havent noticed there are lots of other people here, too
song performed by by Don Henley
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When I look at the road
When I look at the road
Besides my house
I remember you
I miss you, but I am
unable to find you
I miss the scene when
You cross this road
with my heart lingering
where are you?
seeing the road, I miss you
more! I need you
please come to me soon
without you! the road
seems bare lifeless
I don't want to look there
If you are listening to me
Then come to me soon
As I miss you mine
when I look at the road.
poem by Vizard Dhawan
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Some People Change
His old man was a rebel yeller, bad boy to the bone, and say cant trust a color feller, he
judge em by the tone of their skin. He was raised to think like his dad narrow mind full of
hate on the road to no where fast till the grace of god got in the way then he saw the light n
hit hes knees n cried and said a prayer, rose up a brand new man n left the old one right
there
[Chorus:]
Heres to the strong, thanks to the brave dont give up hope some people change
against all odds, against the grain love finds a way, some people change
She was born with her mothers habit guess you can say its in her blood she hates it that
shes gotta have it she fills a glass up n she love to kill that bottle but all she could
think about is a better life, a second chance for everyone shes letting down she throws that
bottle down
[Chorus:]
Heres to the strong, thanks to the brave dont give up hope Some people change
against all odds, against the grain love finds a way, some people change
Thank god for those who make it let them be the light
Some people change
Heres to the strong, thanks to the brave dont give up hope Some people change, against all
odds against the grain, love finds a way, some people change
Some people change
Some people change
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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I Gotta Try
by Kenny Loggins & Michael McDonald
Maybe it's true what they say about it
Maybe we can't make the ends meet
Maybe we'll all have to do without it
Maybe this world's just incomplete
Still we all look for truth in our lives
Searching from different sides
It's so hard living in a desperate world
But we all do the best that we can
Some people dream of change
Some will remain the same
But all of 'em live their lives
Under the gun
Some see the road as clear
Some say the end is here
They say it's a hopeless fight
But I say, I gotta try
Maybe there's to much to think about
Maybe there just ain't nothin' left to say
But if our time's really runnin' out
Then this is no time to run away
"Cause we're destined to look for truth in this life
Blinded by tearful eyes
If it's no use tryin' in a desperate world
Then tell me, why was I born?
Some people see a change
Some will remain the same
All of 'em live their life
Under the gun
Some see the road as clear
Some say the end is here
They say it's a hopeless fight
But I say, I gotta try
Lonely, living too lonely
Is it too late
To turn it all around?
Some people dream of change
Some will remain the same
But all of 'em live their lives
Under the gun
Some see the road as clear
Some say the end is here
They say it's a hopeless fight
But I say, I gotta try and change
Though others remain the same
All of us live our lives
Under the gun
Some see the road as clear
Some say the end is here
They say it's a hopeless fight
But I say, I gotta try and change
Someone's living
Someone's givin' up
Someone's tryin'
Someone's cryin' out
Still we live under the gun
1982 Milk Money Music and
Genevieve Music (ASCAP)
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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Many Are The People
I see a tree.
But knowing what it goes through,
On a daily basis to be a tree...
I can't say I know.
Therefore,
A knowing about it...
I can not prove or show.
I see squirrels, birds, cats and dogs,
On a daily basis...
To be what is perceived are animals.
Are they more or less intelligent than you,
Or me?
I can not claim to know this.
None have I met to chat with personally.
And that applies to people.
Many are the people with different ethnicities.
Many are their languages spoken,
And only fluent am I in one of these.
With a labelling by races and religious philosophies.
But can I claim to know them?
Not really. That would be too presumptuous of me.
But there are those who claim to know,
What is unseen.
They claim to know what others do,
Without having them on the scene.
Walk down any street anywhere and hear folks say,
Something about someone else to belittle and demean.
And not know one thing about them but they do it anyway.
Many are the people who would have others believe,
They know everything about someone else...
Including their history.
And these very same people are the reason why,
There is confusion and chaos in other people's lives...
From an ignorance known that shows.
And that fact should be prioritized as an agenda to realize.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Our Love Will Never Change
The world will change
But it’s happiness won’t change.
The people will change
But their smiles won’t change.
The seasons will change
But their beauty won’t change.
The days will change
But the sun and moon won’t change.
Just like the color of the pretty sky and snow
Our love will never ever change.
The One
'Come over here' he said
'Let's you and me
talk private.
I've noticed you
noticing me
and I wonder if
that is illusion
and am I making it up
or if it is true
and you did
notice me.
If not fine
I'm gone.
If so
let's talk.
What is the truth?
She:
'Yes I noticed you-
I saw you;
I mean
but that is all-
I noticed'
He: 'Well what did you think of me
when you noticed me?
Did you like me? '
She: ,
'Like you?
I don't know you'
.
'Well what did you think.
Well I thought you, , , ,
Actually I didn't
I wasn't thinking
I was just noticing?
'
Ok, nothing
no spark?
'No, no spark.'
In my twenties i would look into every
face and ask
are you my Future One?
And each face I peered into
would be examined and evaluated
and ultimately graded
and done within 3 seconds.
But if one
noticed me
noticing
I would end up
in conversations
like the above one.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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