The passions grafted on wounded pride are the most inveterate; they are green and vigorous in old age.
quote by George Santayana
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Grafted Into the Army
Our Jimmy has gone for to live in a tent,
they have grafted him into the Army,
he finally puckered up courage and went,
when they grafted him into the Army.
I told them the child was too young, alas!
At the captains forequarters, they said he would pass,
they'd train him up well in the Infantry class,
so they grafted him into the Army.
Oh, Jimmy, farewell! Your brothers fell way down in Alabammy;
I though they would spare a lone widder's heir,
but they grafted him into the Army.
Dressed up in his unicorn, dear little chap,
they have grafted him into the Army;
it seems but a day since he sot in my lap,
but they grafted him into the Army.
And these are the trousies he used to wear,
them very same buttons, the patch and the tear;
but Uncle Sam gave him a bran' new pair
when they grafted him into the Army.
Now in my provisions I see him revealed,
they have grafted him into the Army;
a picket beside the contented field,
they have grafted him into the Army.
He looks kinder sickish -- begins to cry,
a big volunteer standing right in his eye!
Oh, what if the ducky should up and die,
now they've grafted him into the Army.
poem by Henry Clay Work
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Ex-Whore
I'm a miserably predictable
Broken, sticked-up doll.
My dress is torn, my hair matted
And one arm dangles at my side.
My wounded pride, my wounded pride.
I used to be pretty, you know
Before I got so old, before I became disposable.
They used to look at me and smile
I was theirs for a while.
My wounded pride, my wounded pride.
Too old for the job,
No one pays to keep a rag.
I'm a doll, a broken doll,
Wishing I didn't fall.
poem by Ana Podarevska
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Alankar (Decor) -7
Angry Beings
Angry woman furious furious
Yelling yelling thunderous thunderous
Hitting her head vigorous vigorous
Slapping her face serious serious
Serious furious is angry man
Thunderous vigorous booing boos span
Serious vigorous his goblets plan
Thunderous serious late night elan
Angry woman furious furious
Yelling yelling thunderous thunderous
Hitting her head vigorous vigorous
Slapping her face serious serious
Hassling children dangerous hazardous
Battling home scene hazardous perilous
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Wounded
Well theres a whole lot of hurting being going on
Well Ive been wounded, wounded, wounded
This aint no way to be carrying on
You see me wounded, wounded, wounded
Im taken like a stone
That youve thrown in the deep blue sea
Giving me the scars that will never heal
Wounded, wounded, wounded
I remember the day when you came up to me
Almost breaking on your knees
Said you needed me more than anything else
You really took me in
But itd make you feel good to know
Id do anything you say
Well forget that line cause I aint gonna play
Wounded, wounded, wounded
I remember the day when you came up to me
Almost breaking on your knees
Said you needed me more than anything else
You really took me in
But itd make you feel good to know
Id do anything you say
Well forget that line cause I aint gonna play
Wounded, wounded, wounded
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Moment Frozen In Eternity
Touch
fuses
painfully
with biting agony
after hand
is grafted
into imprisoning ice
breath of life
dissipates as warmth
is distilled and dispersed
leaving body
clear cast
encased
for eternity
as a specimen
displayed
in unknown isolation
memories dreams passions
knowledge language personality
beyond contemporary scientific analysis
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Believe Me Baby
(written by Kim Richey, Angelo, Larry Gottlieb)
If there ever was a time
That I could use your trust in me
And if there ever was a reason
For me to get down on my knees
And if there's any way (if there's any way)
That you could love me anyhow
If you ever had much faith in me
I could use a little now
When I said it would suit me fine
If you were out of sight and out of mind
That wasn't me talking
That was my wounded pride
When I said I didn't want your love
And you were no one I was thinking of
Believe me baby I lied
Well I got no good excuses
But I got plenty of regrets
And I wish this was some bad dream
I could wake up and forget
'Cause you're the only one (you're the only one)
That I could never stand to lose
You're all I've ever wanted
Baby that's the truth
When I said it would suit me fine
If you were out of sight and out of mind
That wasn't me talking
That was my wounded pride
When I said I didn't want your love
And you were no one I was thinking of
Believe me baby I lied
Hey!
When I said it would suit me fine
If you were out of sight and out of mind
That wasn't me talking
That was my wounded pride
When I said I didn't want your love
And you were no one I was thinking of
Believe me baby I lied
Believe me baby I lied
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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Green, Green, and More Green
There is green everywhere,
even in peoples' hair.Some
on hands, some on shirts.
There is green everywhere!
Green, green, and more green.
I think I'm going crazy over green.
If you don't wear green you get pinched,
then you'll start to itch.
So many people are obsessed with green.
Green Spring, green air.Green feet, green wheat, green meat.
Green isn't very neat!
poem by Autumn Howard
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The Rim Of Green
Green panties, green roses
green tits, green milk.
Green moon, posies in green.
green eyes, green full lips
green face, cheese, green..
Green around the rim,
green limes can but erupt...?
poem by Is It Poetry
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The Wounded Wind
the wounded wind
spirited messages
she does send
disturb not the bark of this tree
ancient soul
it does speak to me
disturb not the pureness of this stream
trickling tears
it does haunt my dreams
the wounded wind sighs
ghostly shadows still dance before her eyes
the wounded wind cries
like the coyote who splits the silence of night howling at the moon
Warning, the wrath of the wounded wind will be upon us soon
poem by by unknown author
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Our vanity is hardest to wound precisely when our pride has just been wounded.
quote by Friedrich Nietzsche
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Wild Nothing Hike
We stray from our pride
lions wounded and dying
hungry and alone
poem by Jerome Moore
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Mud On My Hands
Green eyes in the crevices of rocks
will not let the fossil weep
for innocent sun.
A mayfly floats like
a dry leaf on water, in the circuit
of sharks.
I offer not my robotic arm, insulting
the jaws in the crumpled solitude
of night. I will walk
with new moon to understand
the wetting of a bleeder,
heart and soul.
The umbilical pain again catches. I cry
in my own silence. This was not the
end I wished. Hearing aid
to feel the sting of a scream,
which rises from the depth of a blue
lake wounded by pride.
poem by Satish Verma
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Are You Grafted In
Instead of us accepting the Divine precepts of a Holy Righteous God,
It appears that we've bought into all kinds of men's deceptive fraud.
We've been given the clear Oracles of God, unto which we are to live,
But it appears we choose the advice of others to justify all our sin.
God's chosen Nation Israel was broken off because of all their sin,
And it was only by God's Grace that the Gentiles were grafted in.
Paul uses the analogy of an olive branch that has been broken off,
To illustrate God's separation from Israel and their temporary loss.
He explains how Israel's the natural branch broken off for their sin,
And God took a wild olive branch, the Gentiles, and grafted them in.
The replacement of Israel with The Church wasn't God's inclination,
For Israel truly is and always will be God's only hand picked nation.
Their transgression opened up the door to God's present dispensation,
When Grace has appeared to all men leading them to God's salvation.
Also for the nation Israel by God's Grace a new way has been paved,
For Paul goes on to say that in the end all of Israel will be saved.
If the Israelis who turn away from unbelief will again be grafted in,
What may be the end for Professing Believers who live in wicked sin?
Today all Christians must obey The Truth and in Christ we must abide,
For if Christ has no place in our heart like Israel we may be denied.
(Copyright © 06/2002)
Monroe Louisiana
On the green, green farm
In green, green Monroe Louisiana
So green, green
Wet-luscious green and alive
So green after the rain
So bright green and clean
Just passing through
On my way to tomorrow
But so green today and yesterday
It was on that stranger's green, green farm
And I didn't stay long
And I didn't expect someone
To fire that shotgun right next to me
The barrel pointed out the front door
Into that green, green world beyond.
There were hot springs
On the green, green farm
In green, green Monroe Louisiana
Back in 1973.
poem by M.L. Squier
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I'm an inveterate fox and not a hedgehog, so I always think you should try everything.
quote by Clifford Geertz
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We stray from our pride
lions wounded and dying
noble carrion?
haiku by Dizzy Darling
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Words At Twenty Paces
Words and music by hugh moffatt
Just like a western movie, a challenge has been made.
A shot was fired in anger, and pride stepped off the train.
Wont we ever stop this killin, me and you, till our hearts are up on boot hill and theres nothing we can do?
Chorus:
Words at twenty paces, anger at high noon.
This house aint big enough for both of us. its comin soon.
Well finish off our happiness and run hope out of town.
With words at twenty paces, lord, its love were gunnin down.
Bridge:
How did we ever lose the dreams we used to share, the gentle touch, the words of love, the way we used to care?
Sometimes you words cut like a bullet in my side.
Oh, which is more important, wounded hearts or wounded pride?
Ive got my ammunition. I know youve got yours too.
We know each others weakness; lord, the damage we can do.
Why cant we just step aside and put our guns away?
Let love come like the cavalry: ride in and save the day?
Chorus
song performed by by Alabama
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Hatred is inveterate anger.
quote by Marcus Tullius Cicero
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Green, green and green
I want a holiday with a scene
Of green, green and green
A summer of green trees
A landscape of green grass
A view full of green vegetables
The colour green
Is a beauty that must be seen!
From a moving vehicles screen
And while we hold onto those machines
That deprives us of the colour green
Remember they provide us vaccines
As well as help the air to be clean
So for green, green and green
I will travel continents across and in-between
And also to any place that I have never been
I will make it routine
Just to see green, green and green
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Beginning of destruction
pride it’s all your fault
Pride it’s all your fault we in this mess
Pride it’s all your fault we are suffering
Pride it’s all your fault people are shedding blood
Pride it’s all your fault families are destroyed
Pride it’s all your fault people are so greedy and selfish
Pride it’s all your fault people have no love
Pride it’s all your fault are so jealous of each other
Pride it’s all your fault people are so lost
Pride it’s all your fault dying from this horrible diseases
Pride it’s all your fault we have so many orphans
Pride it’s all your fault people are betraying each other
Pride it’s all your fault are dying of hunger
Pride it’s all your fault fathers are sleeping with their children
Pride it’s all your fault people are so heartless
Pride it’s all your fault there is no peace, unity and harmony in this world
Pride it’s all your fault we have all this sorrow
Pride it’s all your fault God has rejected us
Pride it’s all your fault people are so evil
And they have decided to be in love with evil rather than good
You have ruined this world
You are to blame for all this misery
If lucifer did not have pride in his heart we wouldn’t be in this mess
Pride it all your fault! ! !
Vangile Mtyali
poem by Vangile Mtyali
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