To Heaven Or Hell?
I keep hearing out of greed.
We were born out of it.
Like a sin it paints us all as targets.
I want your money, blood, sweat and tears.
It is hard work that we all fear.
Like a sickness, we must do it.
To put food on the table, pay the rent, garbage, water, you name it.
With a signature bared.
Not of what we are, or how we do it.
It is just needed to verify a number.
But of course we remember.
We know what it took.
Sometimes it makes you feel like a jealous crook.
It's all mine, I will not share.
But where are you taking it, to heaven or hell?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Trash and Treasure
So different we are in so many a way
That, every body knows I do not have to say
In case you do not know, here I will cite a few
See how luckless we are and fortunate are you
At times you do not eat, just for the lack of mood
Desirability of food in the table
Decides if you will eat or the meal just ignore
Often we do not eat, because of lack of food
Availability of food in the table
Determines if ever we eat or not at all
Sometimes your kind of food strays to our larder
Not via the grocer, a courier or waiter
But via garbage dump we rake painstakingly
For food and anything of value there might be
And when you go shopping In a department store
You choose the clothes you wear by the size or color
By the brand or trade mark, It must be signature
To us size and color matter not anymore
We cannot be choosy or be meticulous
Whatever comes our way, make do, accept we should
For these things come to us via similar route
Which is the garbage dump, we do not have a choice
And the roof that we have Inches above our heads
Are materials you throw away, considered waste
After your palaces and villas you have built
Your trash are wealth for us, possessions we cherish
Author's Note: In third-world countries, many people depend on garbage cans and garbage dumps for their subsistence. This poem is about them.
poem by Pacific Hernandez
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Jealous
(jo allen)
Jealous, jealous, jealous, jealous,
Jealous, jealous,
When I see you with that guy
And he catches your pretty eye
You know it makes we want to die
And Im left out to dry
You know it makes me want to feel
Jealous, jealous,
Jealous, jealous,
Dont you know that it makes me green
When I think about you and him
Im just an end to all your means
And Im torn apart at the seams
You know it makes me want to feel
Jealous, jealous,
Jealous, jealous,
When I see you with that guy
And he catches your pretty eye
You know it makes we want to die
Oh, and Im left out to dry
You know it makes me want to feel
You know it makes me want to feel jealous, jealous,
Jealous, jealous,
Jealous, jealous,
Jealous, jealous,
Jealous, jealous,
Jealous, jealous,
Jealous, jealous,
Jealous, jealous,
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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Heaven
Heaven is waking to see your love.
Heaven is seeing blue skies above.
Heaven is hearing your child's laugh.
Heaven is observing a newborn calf.
Heaven is touching the sea with your toes.
Heaven is smelling the salty air with your nose.
Heaven is tasting the food you love best.
Heaven is napping or taking a rest.
Heaven is crying the tears that you need.
Heaven is doing a friend a good deed.
Heaven is music that gives you a lift.
Heaven is not some faraway gift
that comes when you finish your life.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Work work
Work work and hard work
There is no substitute of hard work
Only by hard work you can earn money
And money is not a thing to believe
Money fetches good food
Virility beautiful wife and charity
And all above have no eternity.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Greed
“Greed”
GREED
IT IS SUCH A TERRIBLE THING
HEARTS IT TEARS AND MAKES THEM BLEED
AT TIMES IT BURNS SO BAD WHAT A STING
SO MUCH EVIL IT NEVER LEADS TO A GOOD DEED
GREED SUCH A VICIOUS THING
GREED
IT DESTROYS MARRIGES AND LIFES
IT DESTROYS WHAT WE WORK SO HARD TO EARN
IN CASES LEAVING MEN WITHOUT WIFES
BUT YET WE NEVER LEARN
TRUE TOO WIFES WITHOUT MEN
THE WORST PAIN UNDER THIS HAT
ARE CHILDREN THAT STAY WITH NONE OF THEM
SO UNDERSTAND WHAT A BAD BREED
THIS MONSTER IS, THIS MONSTER THAT
WE OFTEN CALL GREED
GREED
IT MAKES FREINDS INTO FOES
IT TURNS BROTHERS AGAINST BROTHERS
IT BRINGS SO MUCH WOES
IT TURNS MOTHERS AGAINST FATHERS
AND STILL WE DONT CONTROL THE NEED
AND TRY AND GET RID OF THIS BEAST
THIS BEAST WE CALL GREED
GREED
IT LEAVES FAMILIES HOMELESS
AND CHILDREN WITHOUT HOPES AND DREAMS
IT MAKES ALL FEEL LIKE SO MUCH LESS
IT BREAKS HEARTS AND MANY TEAMS
THIS TEAMS THAT AT MANY TIMES
WERE BEATIFUL AND HAPPY FAMILIES
BUT DUE TO GREED, FELL FOR THEIR CRIMES
SUCH A BAD CREATURE THAT LIKES TO FEED
ON THE HORRIBLE AND TRAGIC
FOOD WE CALL GREED.
SO PLEASE UNITE AND PRAY
THAT YOU CAN HAVE THE MAGIC
AND HOPE YOU’LL NEVER SEE THE DAY
THAT YOU BECOME THIS THING
CALLED GREED.
GOD BLESS.
MARTIN JAIME GONZALEZ
poem by Martin Gonzalez
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Food To Share
She set the table with white linen cloth
and fancy dinnerware,
Sparkling crystal glasses with stems
and then she said a prayer.
But she had no food to share.
She played some Brahms and quietly sat
and fiddled with her hair.
She lit some candles and watched them glow,
all alone with no one there.
She had no food to share.
She was old and frail and forgetful
and she could not remember where
all the guests that used to dine
had sat in every chair.
She had no food to share.
She sat and thought of older times
when there was food enough to spare
for family, friends and strangers
who'd come from everywhere
for all that she had to share.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Greed And Money
I believe that wanting money is needed.
I do not believe that wanting money is greed,
What I believe is greed; is the overwhelming need
of having more money, then needed.
It takes money to remain in existence.
Listen wanting money is not greed.
And theirs no danger
In giving money to a hungry stranger.
This is the danger: exceeding you needs
And letting the fellow that pleads go hungry.
So next time you see a beggar pleading don’t yonder,
And don’t let him wait any longer
poem by Mindless minds
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Childhoods End
Id sail across the ocean
Id walk a hundred miles
If I could make it to the end
Oh just to see a smile
You see it in their faces
The sadness in their tears
The desperation and the anger
Madness and the fear
No hope, no life, just pain and fear
No food, no love, just greed is here
Starvation and the hunger
The suffering and the pain
The agonies of all - out war
When will it come again
The struggle for the power
A tyrant strikes again
Just what the hell is going on
When will it ever end
No hope, no life, just pain and fear
No food, no love, just greed is here
You see the full moon float
You watch the red sun rise
We take these things for granted
But somewhere someones dying
Contaminated waters
Pollution and decay
Just waitng for disease to stike
Oh will we learn someday?
No hope, no life, just pain and fear
No food, no love, no seed
Childhoods end
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Thats Where My Money Goes
Words and music: alfie zappacosta, paul dean, gerald obrian
Shes so fine, shes so eccentric
And what she buys, must be authentic
I paid up, to keep her down
I go crazy when shes not around, yeah, yeah
Shes got me in the palm of her hand
But please understand
No one ever made me feel
Quite like a man
She does, oh ya
You see that little girl of mine
Thats where my money goes
Thats where my money goes
And I work hard (he works hard) I work overtime
Its no good, cause I cant save a dime
When I have it, I got to spend it
On my baby
Cause Im so dependent... ya... on love...
My friends tell me Im out of my mind
But its not a crime
Iii do anything to keep that girl all mine
Oh ya, all mine
Shes satisfied and it shows
Thats where my money goes
Thats where my money goes
So take it all baby
(solo)... now listen
My friends tell me Im out of my mind
But its not a crime
Ill do anything to keep that girl all mine
Oh ya, I know
Shes satisfied and it shows
Shes satisfied and it shows
Thats where my money goes (thats where his money goes)
Thats where my money goes
(thats where his money goes)
Thats where my money goes (thats where his money goes)
Thats where my money goes (thats where his money goes)
Ill tell ya
Shes satisfied and it shows
Thats where my money goes
(thats where his money goes)
Thats where my money goes
(thats where his money goes)
Thats where my money goes (thats where his money goes)
Thats where my money goes
Thats where his money goes
Bye, bye, money, hello happiness
song performed by by Loverboy
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Medicate
I've been lying awake at night
I've been hoping that I'm alright
I've been winding myself too tight
Wondering if I will sleep tonight
Never thought things would get like this
Always hoping that they'd work out
Now I seem to be filled with doubt
I cannot stop this ride
I'm growing cold inside
I shouldn't let it slide
Will sickness be mind
This should not be my weight to bear
Go on acting like I don't care
Stop this high-I wouldn't dare
I have earned and deserve my share
Things like this happen every day
While I'm in there I feel okay
But you say I should get away
Let me got for just one more day
[Chorus x2]
I've got to medicate myself,
I'm not concerned about my health
It covers up what I've been dealt, it seems the only way
I've got to medicate myself, its been the only thing that helped
Must cover up what I have felt, it seems the only way
[Chorus x2]
Sickness is mine, sickness is mine, sickness is mine
song performed by by Flaw
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Fate Beckons
Why Should I live in fear,
Why should I live with tears,
When my fate is not to wait,
But to take what's mine
And leave what's yours
You build your Airy castles
From nothing but my blood and sweat
And yet you have hassles
To acknowledge me yet
Who are you?
To judge me so
When it is not for you to..
Who am I
To be judged so
When it is not for me to be..
One day fate will knock.
At my door and yours.
And the judgment of the King
Shall tell for whom the bell tolls.
That day I shall wait,
Joyfully as is my fate.
Be it Heaven or hell
Only time & fate will tell…
poem by Ayan excalibur
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Fate Beckons
Why Should I live in fear,
Why should I live with tears,
When my fate is not to wait,
But to take what's mine
And leave what's yours
You build your Airy castles
From nothing but my blood and sweat
And yet you have hassles
To acknowledge me yet
Who are you?
To judge me so
When it is not for you to..
Who am I
To be judged so
When it is not for me to be..
One day fate will knock.
At my door and yours.
And the judgment of the King
Shall tell for whom the bell tolls.
That day I shall wait,
Joyfully as is my fate.
Be it Heaven or hell
Only time & fate will tell
poem by Ayan excalibur
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When The Money Is Right
Dollar profits gone.
And the purpose of one's life,
Goes misunderstood.
Or never comprehended,
As life should be...
A priority.
And on the top of one's agenda.
If lived and embraced.
When the money is right...
Everybody with it wants to play big shot,
All day!
All night!
When the money is right...
Everybody's ripe,
To splurge and feed their appetites.
When the money is right...
Nobody cares who's homeless or hungry,
With no where to sleep or eat at night.
When the money is right...
Those who have it,
Take delight to see others in blight.
When the money is right...
Greed is hard to fight.
And needs of the helpless,
Becomes an oversight.
Dollar profits gone.
And the purpose of one's life,
Goes misunderstood.
Or never comprehended,
As life should be...
A priority.
And on the top of one's agenda.
If lived and embraced.
But when it fades away,
People feel and looked disgraced.
As if embarrassed and filled with hate.
And with an emptiness inside that takes place...
They then create racist activities,
Seething to draw someone's blood to bleed.
With an irateness baited to please.
Shown with those of insecurities...
Without resources from others to squeeze!
When the money is right...
Everybody with it wants to play big shot,
All day!
All night!
When the money is right...
Everybody's ripe,
To splurge and feed their appetites.
When the money is right...
Nobody cares who's homeless or hungry,
With no where to sleep or eat at night.
When the money is right...
Those who have it,
Take delight to see others in blight.
When the money is right...
Greed is hard to fight.
And needs of the helpless,
Becomes an oversight.
A selfishness bites...
Whether money is right,
Or not!
Oh...oh!
Oh...oh!
When the money is right...
Everybody's ripe,
To splurge and feed their appetites.
When the money is right...
Nobody cares who's homeless or hungry,
With no where to sleep or eat at night.
When the money is right...
Those who have it,
Take delight to see others in blight.
When the money is right...
Greed is hard to fight.
Oh...oh...oh.
When the money is right...
Greed is hard to fight.
Oh...oh...oh.
When the money is right,
Few have sleepless nights!
With dreams of making,
And taking it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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’Tis a Sad, Mad World!
A famished, ill-clad beggar stands
Amidst some barking dogs!
All searching through the garbage-dump
For left-over food, fast;
Each taking turns at emptying,
The things inedible;
Their hunger-pangs can drive them mad;
Will Dame Luck smile on them?
His eyes keep straining just for food,
On plantain-leaves by luck;
The scorching sun can’t bother him,
Nor can the stench within;
His pangs of hunger goads him on
To lick the residue;
His face keeps smiling when he sees,
A morsel of cooked grain!
The dogs are happy biting bones,
Though meat, they never meet;
He’s back to work upon the pile
And sorts the rocks from leaves;
There’s silence excepting the noise
Of scrambling for food found;
The garbage-dump’s a blessed spot,
Where man and beast share food!
poem by John Celes
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I Don't Wanna Work
Well i give it little care
Does anybody out there even know
I'm in here?
I just keep my movement going
Somewhere
Like playing in the background baby
Like playing in the background baby
I play the game
You play the way that most men would choose
I'm surprised at you
Way back in the middle of a broken down love affair
You and i found each other
And we fell in love
I ain't never met a man and woman get along better
Than you and i when get together
Still i say
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Not if it makes me cry
No no
See the lady walking down the street
She's got on high heel shoes
And her hair full of curlers
She's got stiletto nails
And some black mascara
She's got a push up and a pick up
I tell you that girl's working overtime
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Not if it makes me cry
No no no no no no
I don't wanna work
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work it if makes me cry
Spent last night
Talking to myself in bed
Wondering why i do this over
Over and over again
I don't know
I, i, i, i don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Not when it makes me cry
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work not that hard
I don't wanna work it it makes me cry
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work not that hard
I don't wanna work if it makes me cry
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Are You Jealous?
Waking up in the morning,
Getting ready for the day,
You wish you were me.
Listening to his soft voice,
Telling you Baby I don’t hate you,
Don’t you? You do, I know it’s true.
Don’t you lie to me.
You wish it was you he was calling,
Just to say hi.
But it’s my number he is dialing,
Every night,
Yet, you wish it was yours.
Only my man can drive a woman that crazy,
Without even trying.
This is one of the many reasons,
You can’t stand to talk to me,
When he’s writing letters of love,
Do your eyes water with tears of jealousy?
Hey we have something in common mine water too.
Of knowing you still want him but guess what I have him,
I have him for you,
I have him wrapped around my little finger!
So go head be flirtatious with my man,
Tell Saint he is the best,
I don’t care,
Because at the end of the day,
He is still mine.
You’ll still be wishing he was yours.
This will still put a smile on my face and,
Tears in your eyes.
Now tell me are you jealous?
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Hell Or Heaven
Mama used to say to me
You can make your destiny
Keep your feet planted on the ground
You can always get it back
Make a castle from a one room shack
It's what you make of what you've found
Son you're gonna find out when you're older
There's always been the hand of God
Resting right there on your shoulder
Will it be hell or heaven on Earth
The choice is up to you
Look to the sky, the answer is clear
Are you gonna live life for all it's worth
Choose hell or heaven on Earth
If you live it right
There's nothing to fear
'Cause you'll find heaven right here
Saw a man the other day
Had it made in every way
Till his greed brought him down
He was blinded by the city lights
Now he shivers in the cold at night
Who will save the lifeguard
When he's about to drown
Will it be hell or heaven on Earth
The choice is up to you
Look to the sky, the answer is clear
Are you gonna live life for all it's worth
Choose hell or heaven on Earth
If you live it right
There's nothing to fear
'Cause you'll find heaven right here
You know you're gonna walk on through the fire
You know you're gonna feel the pain
You know you're gonna lose if you wanna win the game
And every time your heart is breakin'
And every time your faith is shaken
Just remember what mama said
Oh yeah
Hope when my time has come
I'm left enough to build upon
Ain't no one gonna say I didn't try
And here's why
Hell or heaven on Earth
The choice is up to you
Look to the sky, the answer is clear
Are you gonna live life for all it's worth
Choose hell or heaven on Earth
If you live it right
There's nothing to fear
'Cause you'll find heaven right here
You'll find heaven right here (x3)
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Sabbath Cafe
It's not money or house with lawn
makes your sleep comfortable
it's not chocolate or expensive food
makes your tummy feels good
it's not jewelry or dreaming gown
makes your smile widely bloom
it's not excellence or luxury
makes your laugh goes delight
what's needed only warmth
though shattered by storm
what's needed only sincerity
though gone by harsh of life
what's needed only attention
though forgotten and buried by time
what's needed only honesty
though blinded by fears and rejection
are those all something beautiful and fun?
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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She Make Me Feel Like A Man
She looks at me
Like Im the only one
Our hearts meet
She moves into mine
I lie there at night
Just hearing her breathing
I taste every breath she takes
Im her hero she says
But Im not sure why
She makes me feel like a man
She puts a little bit of heaven in me
Im so lucky to see her sweet face when I wake
She makes me feel like a man
I cant recall that she
Asked me for anything
As long as I wake by her side
When I hold her real close
Her hearts like racing train
Racing with the beat of mine
But it dont mean a thing
Unless shes with me
She makes me feel like a man
She puts a little bit of heaven in me
Im so lucky to see her sweet face when I wake
She makes me feel like a man
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Money
Money money money
Everybody wants some
No money church can't run
Money for this
Money for that
No life without it
Can't sleep
She says hell
In this house
If she don't get it!
Before you get paid
Taxman grab it
Buy something
He grab it again
When money pressure hit
You cannot afford to get sick
Doctors want some
And if you dead without it
You will not be buried
Not even in the sticks
Money money money
It's like blood
It's the way world runs
Need money for food
Need money for fun
If you have no money
Blood a go run
Man join the army
To get some of it
Would be alive
If he had it
Money money money
Where is the money?
Have to get money
Before the day is done
Donkey cough
When you are broke
No money
Donkey don't eat
Everything stops
Earth can't turn
Have to have money
Even some to burn
Money money money
Where did it go?
Pocket is empty
And I just got paid
Maybe my woman took it
Thought I had it made
Thought I had a hundred
But I don't have twenty
Now I am in trouble
I have to leave yard
But I can't leave
If I don't have any
What a thing this is
Money! money! money!
Eh!
12/4/09
poem by Buxton Shippy
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