After all, crime is only a left-handed form of human endeavor.
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The Spirit Of St. Louis IV
In my consortium,
In my realm,
Born on Friday the 13th;
But i broke my right hand in primary three,
And today i am a left handed.
Thanks to my teacher who taught me to switch to the other hand,
And like the freat men and women in the land of plenty!
For my gifted talent had made me who i am today,
And like great men and women who were left handed.
A typical example if 'Albert Einstein' who brought about the Energy Theory,
And the world had come along with it!
Because, E=mc².
Bill Gate of the Microsoft fame is a left-handed,
President Obama of the U.S.A. is a left-handed,
Like the Day of the Left-Handed celebrated on the 13th of August;
So the dedication of this poem is for the left-handed.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I think this confusion leads intellectuals and artists themselves to believe that the elite arts and humanities are a kind of higher, exalted form of human endeavor.
quote by Steven Pinker
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What If I Have Only One Arm?
if i have only one arm left
i still take the pleasure of using to the utmost
the remaining arm
i will take my coffee one at a time
open a jar with sugar
take a spoonful
and take the cup
and pour hot water there
i prefer the right arm
rather than the left
if one arm be lost.
just that, i am right handed
and you are left handed
we still complement each other and that
is the most important thing that
can happen to me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Hate the Thought of Hate Crimes
A crime is a crime no matter how cut it,
A murder is a murder, a rape is a rape,
An assault is what it is,
A crime scene is a crime with the yellow tape.
If the prisons were to be abundant,
We can then send to jail all are convicted,
We don’t have to pardon anyone out overcrowding and time off for good behavior,
We must send all the criminals that indicted,
Guilty as charged that is what should fuel our endeavor.
Are we really up to the cost?
Are we really up to taxation?
Are we saying we have lost?
Are we saying we’ll pass another law,
such as hate crimes,
without a suitable explanation?
(11-20-2007)
poem by Joe Rosochacki
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I didn't know Albert back then - I just learned to play that way. He and I were the only guys that played left-handed. Then left-handed people came from every direction.
Partners In Crime
Alright
I know your wheels are turning, got your fire burning
I know your hearts as cold as stone
Youre covered in abuses, dripping with excuses
I know you got a lover at home
But youll come here to me, time after time
Youll go down on your knees
Yeah girl I can read your mind
Because were partners in crime, partners in crime
Your going empty handed, smiling like a bandit
Knocking on my window each night
Youre sweeter than a beauty queen, darker than a limousine
Need me cause I feel right
Yeah when its sink or its swim and the temperature flies
You get your body so close and lay it all on the line
Because were partners in crime, partners in crime
Because were partners in crime, ooh yeah
When its sink or swim and the tales thats youre blind
You get your body so close and lay it all on the line
Because were partners in crime, partners in crime
Ooh yeah, because were partners in crime
Because were partners in crime
Partners in crime, partners in crime
Lets go, ha
song performed by by Kiss
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A Divine Image
Cruelty has a human heart,
And Jealousy a human face;
Terror the human form divine,
And Secrecy the human dress.
The human dress is forged iron,
The human form a fiery forge,
The human face a furnace sealed,
The human heart its hungry gorge.
poem by William Blake
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We need three kinds of pitching: left handed, right handed, and relief.
quote by Whitey Herzog
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I'm left handed, but my dad taught me to play guitar right-handed.
quote by Dustin Diamond
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Human beings
Lovely attractive
And gentle this
Human form
I'm human being.
In this human form
Anything can be achieved
By performing own duties
Without any attachment
Free from malice
Towards all beings.
Reaching goal
Where you are
My love my soul
I'm pure human being
And a lighted current flow.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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A civilization that only looks inward will stagnate. We have to keep looking outward; we have to keep finding new avenues for human endeavor and human expression.
quote by John L. Phillips
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Crime Pays
Music: hall
Lyrics: hall/oates/s. allen
I know you know all the pros and cons
They help you get to everything you want
Greasing policemen bending all the rules
Make them an offer that they cant refuse
One crime baby I cant forgive
The kind that hurts where I live
Im a nice guy I try to wait and see
If youll get caught or go free
You stole my heart and left me blue
It look like crime pays for you
You do it and you get away
It seem like crime pays
Crime pays
Beat the heat but you couldnt pay me off
Youre staying cool no matter what it costs
You get caught youll never do the time
I have to say youve got a way with one crime baby I cant forgive
The kind that hurts where I live
Its all too clear but I still dont see
Why all the guilty go free
You stole my heart and left me blue
It look like crime pays for you
You do it and you get away
It seems like crime pays
Crime pays
It seems like crime pays
Crime pays
Catch a thief and let her go
You wont get back the love she stole
Shake her down but she dont mind
cause she commit the perfect crime ok, ok
You know I know youre a pro and con artiste
Oh baby youre a false alarm
Why do I try to play it by the rules
I was the victim but Im not a fool
You stole my heart and left me blue
It looks like crime pays for you
You do it and you get away
It seems like crime pays
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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The Redemption of Werthur
Oh don't let thy passion break free,
Taciturn and reserved thou should be,
Hearken to Werthur, the poor man,
Who was undone by effusive passion.
So say those of quiet disposition,
Who see demonstrative emotion as a sin,
Saying its not quite right,
For passion to give us that much fight,
They see it as a perversion of normal function,
From which we should all run,
They say that it appears unnatural,
To heed passions fiery call.
Better to keep it locked behind a facade of stone,
To make sure that its never shown,
Better to be hiding behind our reservations,
Than feel our natural sensations.
Better to be stoical without the philosophy,
Than let our emotions occasionally run free,
Better to be defended by a wall of indifference,
Than to be delighted by every sense.
However it is no crime to delight in sensation,
No crime to revel in elation,
No crime to see wonder in simple things,
No crime to be enjoy what life brings.
No crime to feel the temptations of emotion,
No crime to feel reverence and devotion,
No crime to feel desire coursing through our veins,
No crime to feel calm acceptance at what life ordains.
No crime to say what you feel,
No crime to let your heart occasionally reel,
No crime to feel what you say,
No crime to feel wonder at a dawning day.
No crime to take pleasure in vicissitude,
No crime to speculate about our finitude,
No crime to feel agog at Fortunes wheel,
It's no crime to feel.
It is a crime to deny the Human side,
Where passion is left outside,
It is a crime to think passion faulty,
It is a crime to not let emotion free.
There are times when we should temper,
Passion shouldn't be raging Semper,
Times when we should cool the fires,
Times when its wrong to act on our desires.
But it's a greater wrong to act like stone,
Denying feelings to the Heart you own,
Werthur was undone by passion I don’t deny,
But he lived a life of wonder before he was resolved to die.
One's Activities Will Be Made Known
'Is there a real difference between,
Self promotion and self satisfaction? '
Well...
Wouldn't that depend on if you are left
Or right handed?
Me,
I am right handed.
Although my left is the busiest.
So I think it has a lot to do with preference.
'What on Earth are you talking about? '
I'm talking about selling books.
It's difficult for an unknown author,
To get established.
I use to carry them around in my right hand.
But for some reason my left hand ends up,
Doing all the work.
WHY?
What are 'you' talking about?
'I'm talking about pride!
Not one's ego.'
Either way...
Eventually,
One's activities will be made known.
If they remain persistent.
And stick with it!
Whatever we're talking about,
There will be satisfaction.
That's a given.
'What about promotion? '
If it is good.
And someone is left pleased?
Your efforts and sweat will be rewarded.
But...
I do suggest you stop the smoking.
At least cut down on it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Left-handed Blows
Don’t rely on competence, for strength
come from unlearned blows that are left-handed;
until you learn to improvise at length
you short the truth and cannot understand it.
Inspired by a saying of Walter Benjamin: “These are days when no one should rely on his competence. Strength lies in improvisation. All the decisive blows are struck left-handed.”
5/21/09
poem by Gershon Hepner
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Wind Mills
Man-made gods single-headed
Attached to a detached bust
Synthesizing on top decored
Three- handed, two-handed deified
Whirling in slow motion
Standing at ease on four legs
Empowered to empower human needs
Whilst headless wind-God dispersedly
Diffusing, herding his rotor-children
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Smile
Smile, youll steal away my soul
Smile, Ill hide away and cry
My minds made up
I will shudder to see your eyes
Smile no doubt Ill keep my pride
But it may be hard to find
Theres nothing left
Handed down your legacy
But more regret
Painted on with empathy
Smile, dont complicate my time
Smile dont ask me if Im fine
My world blown down
There is nothing that words can say
Smile, no doubt Ill keep my pride
But it may be hard to find
Theres nothing left
Handed down your legacy
But more regret
Painted on with empathy
Theres nothing left, theres nothing left
Smile, youll steal away my soul
Smile, Ill hide away and cry
Theres nothing left
Handed down your legacy
Smile, youll steal away my soul
Smile, Ill hide away and cry
Theres nothing left
Handed down your legacy
Smile, no doubt Ill keep my pride
But it may be hard to find
If only you had tried
Going to leave it far behind
It may be hard to find
If only you had tried
Going to leave it far behind
song performed by by Olive
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Did that soul reach you, God
Did that soul reach you, God
It was a soul occupying a human form
Which had all good qualities of a
Good human being
That human form chose not to
Get itself involved in the usually
Worldly living practices
By keeping itself off from the family web
And thus with no real need to make a living
But to live and be totally devoted
That human form was always in your praise
Devoting most of its time
In talking about you
In reading about you
And doing only such things
Related to you and your devotees
It was a human form
Which attempted in all possible ways
To make its audience
Feel the divine’s presence
And to enhance faith
In a long-standing spiritual tradition
It spent days and nights
In deciphering the scripts
And interpreting them
For the use of even less inclined group
There could be occasions
When this human form would have
Stirred feelings of some
With displeasing messages
But people know that
Such expressions are only
Unmasked intensions
But its care and affection
Are sincere and its well wishing
Would you take any far
It takes pride in its known people
Growing well
And marking scales in the society
The soul from such a human form
Departed a week back
All we heard from this human being
Is that
When the soul leaves a body
Which has been real devotee
Is well received by the angels in the heaven
Dressed well and decorated by them
Matching the looks of other heaven dwellers
All look alike including
The heavenly god form
And just reached soul after these face lifts
Is presented before God
Did that soul reach you
Did that soul reach you, God
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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The Tragedy of Being Human
I'm human,
I cry a lot,
I think a lot,
Because the answers,
Come in spurts, if ever,
Or Never.
I'm human,
And I want to know why,
People have to die,
Or be killed?
No crime committed,
As if they were a helpless Fly,
I cry.
I'm human,
And I wonder why
We Love?
And look towards the sky,
Trying to understand,
Passion, commitment and pain,
The loved and the unloved,
The sane and the insane,
Explain?
I'm human,
But what hurts the most,
Is to hear men boast,
Of their dictatorial powers,
Built on despicable,
Babel Towers,
A real catastrophe,
Not for me.
And finally,
I'm tired of being Human,
And seeing how Inhuman,
Man towards Man can be,
I quit being human,
I'm free....
poem by Sandra Feldman
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There Will Always Be Crime
As long as there are excuses made to keep it...
There will always be crime.
As long as it is identified,
And left untreated.
There will always be crime.
As long as there is a system that feeds it...
With statistics gathered,
As if score cards are needed.
And as long as what is being done,
Is taught to those young!
There will always be crime.
And those who make a living to pocket from it!
Crime as it has been flourished to become known...
Will always be a part of greed and its existence!
Giving those who are employed to define it,
A reason to depict it and where to keep it fed!
Just like maintaining a sickness,
To overcrowd hospitals...
To fill folks with illnesses to strap them to beds.
There will 'always' be an atmosphere,
Where fear induced minds produce crime!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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