If you take all the machinery in the world and dump it in the ocean, within months more than half of all humanity will die and within another six months they’d almost all be gone; if you took all the politicians in the world, put them in a rocket, and sent them to the moon, everyone would get along fine.
quote by Buckminster Fuller
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Half The World
Half the world lives,
Half the world makes,
Half the world gives
While the other half takes.
Half the world hates,
Half the world runs away,
Half the world's late,
Half the world praises the day.
Half the world is,
Half the world was,
Half the world thinks,
Half the world does.
Half the world lies,
Half the world burns,
Half the world cries
While the other half turns.
Half the world cares,
Half the world weeps,
Half the world shares,
Half the world keeps.
Half the world sings,
Half the world laughs,
Half the world brings,
Half the world tries to be the other half.
End.
Rocket Love
Do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do
Do do do, do do do, do do do-oo
I longed for you since I was born
A woman sensitive and warm
And that you were
With pride and strength no one would test
But yet have feminie finesse
And so much more
You took me riding in your rocket gave me a star
But at a half a mile from heaven you dropped me back
Down to this cold, cold world
Took me riding in your rocket gave me a star
But at a half a mile from heaven you dropped me back
Down to this cold, cold world
A female shakespeare of your time
With looks to blow picassos mind
You were the best
Your body moved with grace and song
Like symphonies by bach or brahms
Nevertheless, oh oh
You took me riding in your rocket gave me a star
But at a half a mile from heaven you dropped me back
Down to this cold, cold world
Ooh you took me riding in your rocket gave me a star
But at a half a mile from heaven you dropped me back
Down to this cold, cold world
Da da da, da da da, da da da, da da da
Da da da, da da da-aa
The passion burning in your heart
Would make hells fire seem like a spark
Where did it go
Just why that you would overnight
Turn love to stone as cold as ice
Ill never know
But you took me riding in your rocket gave me a star
But at a half a mile from heaven you dropped me back
Down to this cold, cold world
Baby you took me riding in your rocket gave me a star
But at a half a mile from heaven you dropped me back
Down to this cold, cold world
Cold, too cold, you took me riding in your rocket gave me a star
But at a half a mile from heaven you dropped me back
Down to this cold, cold world
Oh, oh, oh, took me riding in your rocket gave me a star
But at a half a mile from heaven you dropped me back
Down to into this cold, cold world
I would not do that to a dog
Took me riding in your rocket gave me a star
But at a half a mile from heaven you dropped me back
Down to this cold, cold world
You took me riding in your rocket gave me a star
But at a half a mile from heaven you dropped me back
Down to this cold, cold world
Ooh baby
Rocket love
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Half The World
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Half the world hates
What half the world does every day
Half the world waits
While half gets on with it anyway
Half the world lives
Half the world makes
Half the world gives
While the other half takes
Half the world is
Half the world was
Half the world thinks
While the other half does
Half the world talks
With half a mind on what they say
Half the world walks
With half a mind to run away
Half the world lies
Half the world learns
Half the world flies
As half the world turns
Half the world cries
Half the world laughs
Half the world tries
To be the other half
Half of us divided like a torn-up photograph half of us are
Trying to reach the other half
Half the world cares
While half the world is wasting the day
Half the world shares
While half the world is stealing away
song performed by by Rush
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June And July
June and July are right in the middle
Of a time that is a period to learn.
The months of our summer in this land
I call England,
Are like these months.
The other months work for these ones,
And those ones that are not these two months
Still believe in the sun and moon and planets.
They trust the stars, walk in the mind
And state our successes, in all our graveness.
The grave has no month, but lives in years
To manage the time in heaven.
For some June is like July,
But I think what they look is what they are.
poem by Naveed Akram
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I went into rehab December 14th, 1996, and got out eight months later? Then I went into a sober living place where I stayed for three months. I've been clean for a good year and a half.
quote by Marc Wallice
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Treatments
Six months treatment with oil and myrrh,
Six months treatment with perfumes and cosmetics,
But wisdom is better than rubies!
The treaments of our lives is like the linen from Egypt.
Wisdom is my sister and i am with the lovers of summer,
Understandiing is my kinswoman and it is like the flowers of spring;
But my fruit is better than gold!
Like the eaters of winter and the players of summer,
Ethiopia and Seba are for a price;
But i have six months of treatments with my mind on the moon too.
Drinkers of autumn and the life on the seas,
Like a ritual bath without hope;
But before the dark black of the night,
You need six months of treatments before the flood.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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In the months leading up to World War II, there was a tendency among many Americans to talk absently about the trouble in Europe. Nothing that happened an ocean away seemed very threatening.
quote by Gene Tierney
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Remembering Jong.....
she predicts
six months only she said
we cannot last that long
and we hear it
but are not bothered
we believe somehow
and it is basic
nothing lasts forever
we work so hard
we forget the hours of the day
she goes around
talking
three months are all she had
and then she was buried by those
who pity her
and give her the much needed understanding
i am one of those who
send her off
to the other side of this world
i utter friendship
i keep it
what i can hand her with dignity
is just the forgetting.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I carry Yeats with me wherever I go. He's my constant companion. I always can find some comfort in Yeats no matter what the situation is. Months and months and months go by and I know I need to switch to Shelley or somebody else, but right now Yeats is enough for me.
quote by Linda Hamilton
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This Spider World
Nine months in deep sleep,
Today a child is born;
This is the poetry of my way of life,
This is the poetry of your way of life;
Our minds to the peoples around us.
Nine months in deep sleep,
Today a child is born;
So enter into the world so sweet with,
The muse and the muses!
This Spider World is full of strings.
To and fro to make ends meet,
After nine months of deep sleep;
Of the potraits and masks of one's life,
When a child is born into this spider world.
Soft words like oil,
Smooth life like butter,
Of a joyous occasion with the muse;
Today a child is born.
This Spider World full of strings,
This act of 'to and fro' to make ends meet;
We are all in this Spider World together.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Why Birds Mock MY bull
My giant bull has colours
Has this colour
Has that colour
Have teeth of wolf
Has own moon
They have their months
The months of birds
The months of animals
Why birds mock you
Of your colours
It's God who give you
This colours
The birds mock you
That's why the bat
Swear before God
That the sun can't give
Birth to calves
And the moon shall
Gives birth to stars
The sun got angry with bat
God put red line between
Bat and sun
By separating day and night
Sun moves in day time
Bat moves at night time
poem by David Aoloch Bion
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Introduction To Post-conceprual Poetics(3)
post-conceptual poetics is a redefination of being a robotics in digital age, humanity in the conceptual frame of digital machinery, a machinery of reflection on the machinery set ut by I-machinery in the operation of social and intellectual capital.A dead butterfly knowing that she can fly over death with language of conceptual networks growing out of the mixture of digitalization and socialization-intellectualization process.WOW.
Months Of Long Duration
All those phantom months
months of long days passing
day after hard working day
during all that time
day after weary day
day after endless day
during all that time
no word from you
no support from you
days you would spend
ten twelve hour days
playing computer games
day after day after day
level after level after level
in each favourite game
this is your chosen world
your world where you compete
your world you do not share
in all that playing time
in all those endless days
no time could you spare
not even thirty minutes
not even once not once
to support a true friend
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Moon-the Cheat
Moon refracts light of the sun
Politicians scam the lucre of the public
Moon revolves round the earth
Politicians revolve round their chairs
Moon lets only a few gases to be in its sphere
Politicians serve only for a few terms
People have a conceit to homestead on moon!
With the same notion,
why don't they enthrone a liable wight?
Propter hoc, moon and politicians have the same background
(like 2 peas in a pod)
poem by Harika Kuncham
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The White Man Blues
An AK-47 submachine gun shoots stammering,
a rocket propelled grenade whooshes past
and I am in the middle
of another country’s civil war
shooting off short bursts, trying to stay alive
while forced into military service
by the government
and this day could be my last,
but it’s ok as I am still alive
and praying to an almighty God.
Having lost two cars, in less than a week
from theft by some black hooligans
who thinks that what you own
belongs to them
from which the insurance absolved themselves,
having lost my job by affirmative action
and only receiving a few months salary as pay
with all the fringe benefits being cut away
with the wife and her kids walking out
into the arms and the charms
of her new boyfriend
and in Soweto and wherever
the gangsters and politicians live, they know,
they wait and try to relieve me
from my humanity
and to turn me into a ravenous hating thing
and it isn’t news to them
they see my plight
as they are causing it
and even the government holds out its hand
for taxes when and where I have a contract work
but it’s ok as I am still alive
and praying to an almighty God.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Moon Under Water
In the movement of the waves
Feel the rushing of the wind
You're in everything i see
Like a visionaries dream
Preaching to the silence
It's waiting for me
Like a moon under the water
There's a sky under the sea
This world is like an ocean
An it's drowning me
There's a moon under the water
Throw a stone into the pool
See the ripples run forever
And, time, for longer still
See the moon under the water
And the sky under the sea
This world is like an ocean
An it's drowning me
There's a moon under the water
There's a sky under the sea
song performed by by Asia
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Moon Under The Water
In the movement of the waves
Feel the rushing of the wind
Youre in everything I see
Like a visionaries dream
Preaching to the silence
Its waiting for me
Like a moon under the water
Theres a sky under the sea
This world is like an ocean
An its drowning me
Theres a moon under the water
Throw a stone into the pool
See the ripples run forever
And, time, for longer still
See the moon under the water
And the sky under the sea
This world is like an ocean
An its drowning me
Theres a moon under the water
Theres a sky under the sea
song performed by by Asia
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Innocence Died With the Coming of Spring
The snow fell all night
In the morning
The world was transformed
Into a vision of purity.
Six months later
The weather warmed.
The snow melted
Revealing six months
Accumulation of dog turds
Perfectly preserved
And just as fresh
As the day they were laid.
These things can twist a
Young mind
They put the zap on mine
Fifty years latter
I cannot contemplate
Purity without
Wondering how long
It will take
For the snow to melt.
poem by Allan Thorne
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For six months I'd do movies and make it all about me. Then the other six months, it's not about me and it doesn't matter what my hair looks like or what anything looks like.
quote by Rachel True
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I think everyone should go to college and get a degree and then spend six months as a bartender and six months as a cabdriver. Then they would really be educated.
quote by Al McGuire
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