If bin Laden is in fact publicly killed, then the US military will find itself standing around with its hands in its pockets, wondering what's supposed to come next.
quote by Bruce Sterling
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People in the Pentagon had colleagues killed and maimed by bin Laden. They're trying to find bin Laden and kill him and his cult. Naturally they consider that a legitimate thing to do, but they're having mixed success at the job.
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Charity Begins At Home
A shake of the tin
The money drops in, but is it a sin
Youre standing in rags
Youre selling your flags
But who gets the dough at the end of the day
We saw your drop-dead fancy wheels
Your little house up on the hill
But when your conscience pricks
A little sacrifice sweetens the pill
So keep your hands in your pockets
Charity begins at home
Keep your hands in your pockets
Charity wont leave you alone
We take to the stage
The audience rave, were doing our bit
A heavenly cast, a blast from the past
Theres a song to be sung, will it make number one
We wanna see your money roll
But our eyes are on the hall of fame
'cos business is business
And hits are the name of the game
So keep your hands in your pockets
Charity begins at home
Keep your hands in your pockets
Charity wont leave you alone
Everywhere that we turn
There are mouths to be fed
How can we sleep
The battle goes on while were
Safe in our beds
So dont turn away
No dont turn away
Your doors are locked
You switch on the box to take in a show
You think that youre safe
But here comes that face
And wouldnt you know its that message again
They want to take your plastic cash
Your hand reaches out to the phone
Keep your hands in your pockets
Charity begins at home
Keep your hands in your pockets
Charity begins at home
Keep your hands in your pockets
Charity wont leave you alone
Everywhere that we turn
There are mouths to be fed
How can we sleep
The battle goes on while were
Safe in our beds
So dont turn away
No dont turn away
Keep your hands in your pockets
Charity begins at home
Keep your hands in your pockets
Charity wont leave you alone
(repeat 5x)
song performed by by 10 Cc
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Do You Always ?
I wake to the sound of a far away thunder
Wondering why
This secret in your heart
Why don't you let me share your thoughts
Something strange is going on
Maybe something you've gone through
So often sadness in your eyes
I don't know what to do, i don't know what to...
Do you always have to be alone
Just by yourself, just you alone
Why don't you let me in
Do you have always have to go away
So far away, so far away
Why can't you stay
In a place of refuge where no one's allowed
Somewhere up north
Where no helping hands will reach you
In your silent desert land
As captain of a peaceful phantom ship
In a proud and senseless soul
How am i supposed to help you
I don't know what to do, i don't know what to...
Do you always have to be alone
Just by yourself, just you alone
Why don't you let me in
Do you always have to go away
So far away, so far away
Why can't you stay ( x3 )
How am i supposed to help you
When you're in your desert land
How am i supposed to help you
I don't know what to do, i don't know what to do
song performed by by E-type
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Alone with my solitude
I was standing at the edge
Looking at the city lights
Wondering if it would hurt more
To jump or just to live
I felt the cold of the wind
I saw the moon
And I was wondering where you fit in all of this
The truth hit me hard this time
And is still hunting for more
Just to say your name
Is pain
You are just one piece of this wicked puzzle
Called my life
Every day, every night
Just a pain to me
And now I’m standing here
Alone with my solitude
Wondering if I should make the jump
poem by Melissa Koeman
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Not Supposed To Break Down
Youre not supposed to be human
Youre not supposed to really feel
Not supposed to get involved
With anything completely real
Fifteen families starving
All around the corner block
Here were standing so alone
Just like gibraltar rock
Not supposed to break down
Youre not supposed to break down
Swallow the dirt
Keep listening to the hurt
Youll be safe and sound
Supposed to be super human
Cover everything
Just like a bird
Cover an egg with its wing
And knowing theres nothing sacred
And what is the use
>no point trying to find
What is worth, what is true
Not supposed to break down
Youre not supposed to break down
Swallow the hurt listen to the dirt
Youll be safe and sound
Youre not supposed to break down
Youre not supposed to break down
Swallow the hurt
Listen to the dirt
And youll be safe and sound
A fool and his mainline connection
By-pass going to the well
But that doesnt matter anymore
Im sure that we can tell
Whos a puppet on a string
An who really holds the glove
But it aint up you and me
Its up to the lord above
Youre not supposed to break down
Youre not supposed to break down
Swallow the hurt
Keep on listening to the dirt
And Ill bet youll be safe and sound
Youre not supposed to break down
Youre not supposed to break down
Swallow the hurt
Listen to the dirt
Ill bet youll be safe and sound
And Ill bet youll be safe and sound
And Ill bet youll be safe and sound
Ill bet youll be safe and sound
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Nobody Gives
Sung by the tramp
I cant understand why everybodys quarreling,
Nobody gives in case they lose face,
And everybodys guilty and everybodys innocent,
And the fact of it is nobody gives any more.
Its the same throughout all history,
Nobody gives unless they receive,
And nobody trusts or is willing to believe
And nobody gives or is willing to concede.
Back in nineteen hundred and twenty-five
There were thousands of people struggling to survive.
There was hunger, unemployment and poverty,
Then in 1926 they decided to be free
So they all went on strike and
The workers told the unions, who blamed it on the government,
The politicians blamed it on the strikers and the militants,
Everybodys guilty and everybodys innocent,
But the fact of it is nobody gives any more.
Back in nineteen hundred and thirty-nine
There were scores of german military waiting in a line,
And the fatherland wanted what the world wouldnt give,
And then hitler decided he could take what was his,
So they all went to war and said
Kill all the left-wing intellectuals,
Annihilate the jews and wipe out their race,
Eliminate the weak because theyre ineffectual,
And the fact of it is nobody gives any more.
Im only sitting here watching it all go on
And listening to both sides.
Yeah, why cant we talk it out,
Why cant we sort it out,
Well work it out if we try.
Why cant we sit down and work out a compromise,
Why not negotiate and try to be civilised?
Ill tell you why, because nobody gives a damn.
Nobody listens and no one will understand.
Yet Im wondering, sitting here wondering,
And listening to both sides.
Why cant we work it out?
Why cant we sort it out?
Well work it out if we try.
Why cant we sit down and work out a compromise,
Why not negotiate and try to be civilised?
Ill tell you why, because nobody gives a damn.
Nobody listens and no one will understand.
Yet, Im wondering, sitting here wondering,
Yet Im wondering, sitting here wondering
Listening to both sides.
Nobody gives, nobody gives, nobody gives.
The workers told the unions who blamed it on the government,
The politicians blamed it on the strikers and the militants,
Everybodys guilty and everybodys innocent.
Nobody gives. nobody gives a damn any more.
The politicians, unions, workers and the militants,
The fact of it is nobody gives any more.
song performed by by Kinks
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Let It Breathe
Could we do it again
If he asked how it felt
And I didnt say this time
You tried to scare me with empty thoughts
That means not a thing
cause Im down behind you
Could we swing it again
If I changed how he looked
And turned to the right to bend
You live with something that I cant explain
But your face cracks a smile when you see it shining
You feel things in your own way
And Im supposed to lay down and bow to you
Im tired of bailing hay for something that I cant see
I dont want to be you
You dont want to be me.
Just let it breathe
If the moon goes up tomorrow and Im down on a farm
And you dont believe whose writing with me
Keep your hands to yourself
Keep your mind to yourself
Keep your breath to yourself
Let me float on by you
You see things in your own way
And Im supposed to lay down and bow to you
Im tired of bailing hay for something that I cant see
You dont want to be me
I dont want to be you
Its so very necessary
Its so delectable to see a stone
Its so impossible to find a reason
When youre standing there
Watching me now
Could we live it again
If we dressed just the same
And held on to lovers when
We couldnt really live with anyone
See mostly ourselves so just go on lying
You feel things in your own way
And Im supposed to lay down and bow to you
Im tired of bailing hay for someone that I cant see
I dont want to be you
You dont want to be me
Just let it breathe
Let it breathe
song performed by by Hootie & The Blowfish
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When We...
when we take our hands
out of our pockets,
and put them back on the plow...
things will change.
when we open our eyes
to the suffering of those
all around us...
we will begin to see ourselves.
when we open the doors
to our hearts and let
our spirits fly free...
we will find each other.
when we find each other,
we will find our selves...
and so find God!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Breaking Point
I'm standing on the edge
toes hanging over the ledge
I'm wondering where the breaking point is
I'm standing on the edge thinking and eating some Ritz
I'm wondering where is the best place to jump
then I thought maybe I could just dump
my bag of Ritz over the side
and see which of them died
I'm standing at the edge of ths place
tears streaming down my face
I just lost my bag of Ritz
poem by Arianna Loshnowsky
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The reality is that we will be reading Miranda rights to the corpse of Osama bin Laden. He will never appear in an American courtroom. That's the reality. He will be killed by us, or he will be killed by his own people so he's not captured by us. We know that.
quote by Eric Holder
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I Could Use A New Suit
I have misplaced twenty dollars.
And it drove me crazy,
That I could not find it.
But misplacing six hundred million dollars?
And claiming not to know where it is...
When it belongs to someone else too,
Smells of theft.
Misappropriation.
Fraud.
And, a willingness to publicly do it.
Call this whatever name it is given.
To describe the loss as a misunderstanding,
And a mistake of accounting procedures...?
That will be corrected and not happen again?
Uh...
But...
Where is the money?
Whose pockets did it line?
This...
Can not be blamed,
On the shift of unexpected bad weather!
'But...
Could that be used as a possibility? '
And...
If it is as easy as that to take and not find?
Who are these people...
That can get away doing this time after time?
I want in on this action.
I could use a new suit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hey, Wait A Minute
Hey, wait a minute something just aint right hey, wait a minute
Somethings just not fair
I was supposed to win the lottery
Im supposed to be a millionaire
Im supposed to be a worldwide tourist
With lots of equity and life insurance
Yes Im supposed to be a gold card member
Rubbin elbows with the big time spenders
Im supposed to be a wealthy man
But all Ive got are blistered hands
Hey, wait a minute!
Hey, wait a minute
Theres got to be a better way
Im workin twice as hard but gettin no richer
Than I was yesterday
Im supposed to drive a big mercedes
Live in a mansion full of naked ladies
Im supposed to own my own casino
Be a superstar like sammy, frank and dino
Some day Im gonna be a big success
And tell my boss to kiss my ass
Hey, wait a minute
Something must be wrong
Im supposed to be dining on caviar
And drinking dom perignon
Yes Im supposed to have open invitations
To classy country clubs all across the nation
Yes Im supposed to have jewelry and diamonds
And a fifty foot yacht I can sail around the islands
Im supposed to be so carefree
But all Ive got is misery
Hey, wait a minute
Somethings just not right
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Seals Captured No Killed Osama Bin Laden?
If you go down to Virginia Beach your sure of a big surprise
navy seals are playing videos of shooting unarmed Bin Ladin?
USA proudly cheering shooting this 53 year old unarmed man
before his wife's eyes as peering out of his bedroom window?
the best America has got could not capture an unarmed old man
could not capture a woman without shooting her first in the leg?
yes navy seals cannot capture one married couple is a surprise
they claimed a Jihad hero used his wife as a shield told gross lies?
as Obama said they located then killed on his watch by his orders
Bin Laden political assassination aim to seal Obama's reelection?
Bin Laden's body not buried within 24 hours dumped in the sea
no photographic or DNA evidence of Bin Laden's death released?
Operation Neptune Spear the elite seal team six kill operation
under the control of the Central Intelligence Agency equipped;
with military assault rifles with attached silencer suppressors
body armor night-vision goggles and handguns plays assassins;
launch heroic mission 6 helicopters 79 Commandos 1 war dog
attacks a house with 22 civilians including their wives children?
kills 5 wounds 3 manages to captive 17 women children alive
but oh the tactical errors losing a Black Hawk stealth helicopter?
final score 1 civilian killed was actually armed the woman killed?
was not armed the seals all fast-roped to the ground then ran up
three flights of stairs to get Bin Ladin none jumped onto the roof?
USA 10 year funded Mujahideen hero against the Soviets is alive?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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He Killed Me
I benefit him, who killed me,
Yet the puzzle is so complicated
That I benefit him.
My name concentrates on him,
He killed me, and designed my thought.
I may inhibit his behavior by talking,
By recommending and teaching,
Also to rely on his children
And call me what I am supposed to be called.
I need no mood better than him,
But next he killed my children
And left the city, for another reward
With the teaching and teachers.
poem by Naveed Akram
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So Basic Am I
So basic am I,
My blemishes and flaws...
Have a personality of their own.
They have no fear to appear publicly.
In fact...
When I had made attempts to hide them,
I began to hear rumors...
I was trying to find a reason,
To escape from my accomplishments...
Only a few had discovered.
And no one 'then' had believed,
I was seriously seeking to achieve anything.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Wrong Child
Ive watched the children come and go
A late long march into spring
I sit and watch those children
Jump in the tall grass
Leap the sprinkler
Walk in the ground
Bicycle clothespin spokes
The sound the smell of swingset hands
I will try to sing a happy song
Ill try and make a happy game to play
Come play with me I whispered to my new found friend
Tell me what its like to go outside
Ive never been
Tell me what its like to just go outside
Ive never been
And I never will
Im not supposed to be like this
Im not supposed to be like this
But its okay
Hey those kids are looking at me
I told my friend myself
Those kids are looking at me
Theyre laughing and theyre running over here
Theyre laughing and theyre running over here
What do I do?
What can I do?
What should I do?
What do I say?
What can I say?
I said Im not supposed to be like this
Lets try to find a happy game to play
Lets try to find a happy game to play
Im not supposed to be like this
But its okay...okay
song performed by by REM
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On The Other Side Of Critique
That you and others,
Sharing the same point of view...
Find in your private discussions,
An embitterness expressed...
By those who publicly address,
Their disappointments...
As petty?
Is not surprising.
Considering your opinions,
Are socialized over cocktail sips.
I don't see you taking stances,
Or standing on your own two feet.
Gossiping you do and that is well done.
Quiet and secret.
And extremely discreet.
Never have you been a target.
But your expertise is in targeting.
You can be counted on to sit on a fence.
However,
Standing up for anything you defend...
The experience being on the other end of critique,
Would blind you like a deer...
Caught off guard by a spotlight as you tried,
Tip toeing your way across a crowded street.
You and the others would be out of your element.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Military Man
The fightings over now
Theres nowhere left to run
My ammunitions out
Id better put down my gun
And as I face this life of fear
Id better keep my conscience clear
Inside my mind Im out of it
And I aint never coming back
Chorus:
So dont come running here to find me
cos Im a military man
And as I spin this wheel of fortune
In my military world
Im a military man
The architects of time
Are calling me
But I dont believe it
Necessarily
And as I face this life of fear
Break the chains
That bind me here
Inside my head Im out of it
But Im still never coming back
Chorus
Im a military man
Just a military man yes I am
song performed by by Asia
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I Hear Voices
I feel the pressure
Pushing down on me
Cant face the world
Cant change the things I see
I got my hands in my pockets
Staring at the walls
Can nobody help me
To escape from it all
I hear voices in my head
They taunt me
Cant lock them out
Inside my thoughts
They breathe in me
I got my hands in my pockets
Screaming at the walls
Can nobody help me
To escape from it all
Ive got to run to be free
Break the chains round my heart
Take away the pain and the joy
Release the man from the boy
Run to be free, run from the heart
Life will take you where it goes
You can offer me salvation
Feed me when I call
Dont talk to me of sanity
When Im not quite here at all
Ive touched the sun
I felt its warmth in me
So you will never take away my dignity
Cause Ive got my hands in my pockets
Fighting for my cause
Can nobody help me
To escape from it all
Run to be free
Break the chains round my heart
Life will take you where it goes
Run to be free
Run from the heart
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Of Unused Space
I love your place.
You seem to have a lot,
Of unused space!
I wonder if...
'No!
Avoid any wondering.
Especially if you do it here.
You have your eyes on 'space'.
I have my mind on peace.
A peace I'm going to keep!
Just as it is felt.
Feel it?
Remember it.
And eliminate any wondering.'
I was just going to suggest...
Your renting out some of it.
And the expenses we could split!
'No!
Avoid any wondering.
Especially if you do it here.
You have your eyes on 'space'.
I have my mind on peace.
A peace I'm going to keep!
Just as it is felt.
Feel it?
Remember it.
And eliminate any wondering.
What you find here...
Is something I treasure AND endear.
It aint about money,
I most need and sometimes want.
This is about peace.
The peace that allows me to flaunt it...
Inside my mind.
And every headache others wish to find,
On the other side of these windows and doors?
I have long in my mind,
Left behind! '
But...?
You have...
THIS!
'And,
No time left...
To discuss any conflict,
You may have with it!
And developing on your manipulating lips.
You may sit and continue your visit,
Or go.'
But we are cousins.
Blood relatives.
First cousins,
In fact!
'And your point,
Is...
What? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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