On the cradle of peace
Melting magma inside
The Volcano of thought, restless to burst
The anger that got the weakest crust,
A dream beyond the dream, trust
The word kept in museum of lust,
Searching a dowser to douse,
The fire within us,
O! Dew from heaven! Save us,
O! Save us, Earth is burning
Unquenchable thirst,
Unfathomable desire we keep
Thought became the devils house
Innocent people are slaughtered
By the sword of colour, race and religion
Human being is standing abyss
On the platform of economy
Education policies have divided the society
In fact societies are being divided in two
Ruling class and the slave
On the lap of prosperity and poverty
I prithee! O World! Stop this
Humanity is dyeing
Melting magma inside
Volcano is bursting,
Debris like terrorism, Naxalism,
Holy crusade and jihad are all round scattered.
Mountain of dead mocking the humanity
On the cradle of peace
poem by Aftab Alam Khursheed
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3 B.06 Achievement Of Peace
Peace - the desire of every society,
Got not through war intermittingly,
Nor fear or weakness overwhelmingly,
But by pure will of peace of humanity.
Peace not an absence of war be,
It a virtue, a state of mind but be,
A disposition for benevolence truly,
Lying in confidence and justice only.
Peace ever always beautiful does be,
Not for oil, gold or interest of society,
Peace without moral purpose brief be,
If lacking human interest unattained be.
A war can not be won by any society,
But peace can be got by humanity,
Its success not by shunning conflict be,
But by removing causes of poverty.
By removing intolerance and oppression,
Ignorance, injustice and discrimination,
Envy, anger, pride, avarice and ambition,
With understanding and proper education.
poem by Munnan Misra
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The World Divided
The world first is one
And then it’s divided
To explore the world
And search a better home
The world is divided
And then it united again
By the passion to conquer the world
And find forever glory
The world is united
And then it’s divided again
The rule of living is placed
And the game of power is played
The world is divided
And then it’s blurred
In the darkness of fate
And moral questioned
The world is united
And then it’s shattered
By the nature’s tragedy
And evolution selection
The world is divided
And it tries to be united again
To end meaningless war
And look for compromise peace
The world is united
And then it’s more divided
Of prejudice and pride
And the lust of money
The world is divided
And it’s waiting to be united again
By the dream of children
And the love in the heart
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Dream Forgotten
i have a dream
little black kids, and little white kids
free at last
shooting each other on city streets
in the public schools
wanting to be little Nino Brown’s
i have a dream
jihad, and white supremacists
i’ve been to mountain top
where missles fire on city, after city
i have a dream
to be a basketball player
making one million dollars
i have a dream
to be a rapper with my own clothes line
i have a dream
to be a pimp, and walk with a limp
i have a dream
to sell crack
i have a dream
i have a dream
that AIDS would sweep an entire planet
that nuclear weapons will become security
i have a dream
i have a dream
that global warming will never stop
that religion won’t mean a thing
evil will consume everything
i have a dream
i have a dream
i have a dream
peace, peace, but there is no peace
give me liberty, or give me death
one god, one aim, one destiny
by any means necessary
i have a dream forgotten
rotting away
no one to remove the debri, or decay
festering like an open sore
like 21 volumes of suicide
floating like a butterfly
stinging like a bee
in brooklyn grows a tree
twin towers no longer there to see
I have dream
that preachers will preach prosperity
i have a dream
that teachers will teach humanity
i have a dream
that lovers will love vanity
i have a dream
i have a dream
several score, and several years ago
our founding fathers were dedicated
to the proposition that we were created equal
it’s a shame it didn’t include colored people
different church steeples
i have a dream
or so it seems
like something that happened yesterday
was it yesterday?
well! any way I have a dream
poem by Keith Ricardo Williams
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Not As Different!
as long as you keep
the poor working class
of men and women divided....
afraid of each other,
hating each other,
fighting each other....
divided by race and religion,
by language and other imposed barriers....
as long as you keep them divided,
then you can keep them poor.
take all they have,
take all they build,
take all their dreams....
divided.... but oh,
if they ever unite...
they'll change the world.
we're not as different
as they would like us
......to believe!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Both class and race survive education, and neither should. What is education then? If it doesn't help a human being to recognize that humanity is humanity, what is it for? So you can make a bigger salary than other people?
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Both class and race survive education, and neither should. What is education then If it doesn't help a human being to recognize that humanity is humanity, what is it for So you can make a bigger salary than other people
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Prosperity to humanity
Prosperity, prosperity
Prosperity to humanity
I brought to you
Love and solidarity
Peace and harmony
Kings go to war
And humanity fall
But i brought prosperity to humanity
So why then should you curse me
Instead of blessing me
I need you to love me
For it is prosperity
I brought to humanity
It power and glory to humanity
Accountability and transparency
A higher levity
Prosperity, prosperity
Prosperity to humanity
poem by Matt Ancient
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Volcano Of Passion
As the passion builds inside, my heart beats faster
My mouth goes dry
My hands become clammy
My eyes widen in anticipation
Out comes a flow of words, a flow of meanings
A flow of thought and feelings
I can feel it growing inside me, waiting to burst out
I really just want to shout as the words flow out onto the page
Without any rage, just a desire, a passion
For my words to have their own stage
The volcano has erupted, the words flow
Yet when the dust settles, nobody but me knows whats happened
It's my very own volcano of passion
poem by Craig Piercy
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The Gold And Beyond
On a snow crystal morning
Some place close to heaven
On the side of a mountain
In a race for the sun
In a matter of moments
The dream of a lifetime is won
There's a fire in the heart
And it feels like the hunger
The spirit is burning
Consumed by the flame
To be one of the best
Of the best in the world
Is its name
To go faster and farther
Than anyone ever before
To be braver and stronger
And truer than ever before
To be all that you can be
And all that you've ever longer for
In the eyes of the mountain
All people are equal
In the eyes of all people
Our souls can be seen
In the course of our struggle
We'll know what humanity means
To be all that you can be
And all that you've ever longed for
We gather together
To face one another
We gather in silence
And sing for the sun
We gather in peace
To go for the gold and beyond
song performed by by John Denver
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Swell
The excited laughter
and giddy chatter of children
explodes in the air.
Shattering the calm.
Destroying the peace.
I look down at the huge mountain that is my belly,
the volcano of my womb.
the fire blazing
at the centre of my universe;
A tiny child.
Bubbling larva at the core of my being.
Bubbling life, swelling,
soon to burst out in an eruption
of urgent crying.
Demanding.
Persistent.
Causing disruption, chaos, fear.
The inevitable loss.
Loss of my calm peaceful life,
Loss of my freedom.
Hot tears run down my cheeks,
Scorching my soul,
Like magma.
poem by Kim Davies
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Colour Blind
I often shake with anger
As I read up on how
People are so blind
When it comes to each others race
Why must there be so much hate
Over the colour of ones skin
Why must people rant and rage
About the culture you belong too
Why is it a sin to be who you are?
Why must we all be persecuted?
For being just you
It boggles the mind
That still lives and breaths
In this day and age
I am indeed very luck
To live were I live
I have never seen the KKK
I have never been apart of a apartheid
I have never shed a tear over the anger
Of losing one simply because of the colour our skin
It's all a mystifying unthinkable part of humanity
That always baffles me
Or even say I am proud to be human
When I see so much hate for just being you
Why is this so
Why does this live and breathe in this world
We like to call our home
Can't we all just be colour blind
And be thankful for what we have
Can't we all just be human and say
I love you my friend
One often dreams…I can dream cant I?
poem by Kaila George
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Save A Prayer ('Til The Morning After)
You saw me standing by the wall,
Corner of a main street
And the lights are flashing on your window sill
All alone ain't much fun,
So you're looking for the thrill
And you know just what it takes and where to go
Don't save a prayer for me now,
Save it 'til the morning after
No, don't say a prayer for me now,
Save it 'til the morning after
Feel the breeze deep on the inside,
Look you down into the well
If you can, you'll see the world in all his fire
Take a chance
(Like all dreamers can't find another way)
You don't have to dream it all, just live a day
Don't say a prayer for me now,
Save it 'til the morning after
No, don't say a prayer for me now,
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after,
Save it till the morning after
Pretty looking road,
try to hold the rising floods that fill my skin
Don't ask me why I'll keep my promise,
I'll melt the ice
And you wanted to dance so I asked you to dance
But fear is in your soul
Some people call it a one night stand
But we can call it paradise
Don't say a prayer for me now,
Save it 'til the morning after
No, don't say a prayer for me now,
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save it 'til the morning after
Save a prayer 'til the morning after
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Buried and unclaimed
Buried and unclaimed
Thousands are buried here unclaimed
Victims of brutality, abused and shamed
None to be found by ignorant world
Buried in dead silence and early morning cold
Who they might be and what may be their fault?
Might be trapped in between gun fire and caught?
Might be even singled out as informer and gunned down
But surely no heinous crime committed by them of their own
Dictatorial regimes resorted to such tactics for silencing rivals
They are afraid of loosing powers on rival’s arrival
Fierce battle is fought in streets and many are killed
The earth is shaken as coffers are silently filled
There is lawlessness and anarchism
There is no place for human and humanism
No one is there to hear your cry
Where to go and whom to ask why?
We are sitting on volcano
As everybody is adamant with big “no”
Peace is not acceptable to all thought they advocate
Quote fine examples and recite at conferences and relate
Situation is fuelled by proving lethal weapons
They are not bothered about who has lot or won
They are after their lucrative business and strategic hold
World is dangerously divided over how to share spoils in fold
The struggle is not for protection of human rights
It is also not for imposition of peace over fights
It is mad ethnic race and sometimes for national interests
Whole world can do nothing except to suffer and witness unrest
They claim that It as part of diplomacy
To impose the peaceful process with supremacy
Many more lives may be lost in fruitless drive
If humanity is to be given chance to survive
Some of the humanitarian aspects need attention
Must be addressed with firm hand with mention
Many sons of soil lay down their lives for peace
So others may live in peace without fear and at ease
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Contradictions!
World people believe in religion;
But terrorists rely on extremism!
World religion preaches love and peace;
But terrorism goes on hate and violence!
Poverty, unemployment drive to extremism;
But hate and violence drive world terrorism!
People love music, painting and dance;
But terrorists do mine and bomb blasts!
Artists have taste for beauty and love;
But terrorists cover by beard and parka!
Ascent of religion refines by mysticism;
But descent of religion leads to terrorism!
Fundamentalist education trains in terrorism;
But education and job only develops humanism!
poem by Ramesh T A
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The Race
Wakeup People! Stop being inhuman
Lets make OUR World a better place
Do not let it, to be divided for anything
Not in the name of Religion, Race, Region,
And Class, Creed, and Gender
Earth is the One planet with life
Celebrate its Diversity!
There is a place for everybody
Why taint it with hatred and destroy it?
Can you create anything like Earth?
Just Try to Protect Whatever already exists
Nobody is Superior here, mere mortals
Come, Live, Let Live and Got to Go One Day
So Let it be ' The Planet Earth '
Don't make it a hell, Don't Let Anyone Do That
Human Race is the Only Greedy Race
Constantly Utilising all the Natural Resources
Blaming Other Species and Other Factors
Watch Yourself and Your Environment
Bring in Peace, Natural Way Of Life;
Celebrate Life!
poem by Manjeshwari P MYSORE
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Two Divided By Zero
(two divided by zero, zero)
(two divided by zero, zero, zero)
Lets not go home, well catch the late train
Ive got enough money to pay all the way
When the postman calls, hell deliver the letter
Ive explained everything; its better that way
(divided by, divided by) I think they heard a rumour
(divided by, divided by) or someone tipped them off
(divided by, divided by) its better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) than call it all off
Well catch a plane to new york, and a cab going down
Cross the bridges and tunnels, straight into town
Tomorrow morning well be miles away
On another continent and another day
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) or call it a day
(divided by, divided by) you wont be alone
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
(two divided by zero, zero)
(two divided by zero, zero, zero)
(d...d...d...d...d...divided by)
(divided by, divided by)
(z...z...z...z...z...zero, zero)
(divided by)
(turn of that noise...)
(divided by, divided by) someone spread a rumour
(divided by, divided by zero, zero)
(divided by, divided by) better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
So why hang around for the deed to be done
You can give it all up for a place in the sun
When the postman calls well be miles away
On a plane to new york and another day
(divided by, divided by) I think they heard a rumour
(divided by, divided by) or someone tipped them off
(divided by, divided by) better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) than call it all off
(divided by, divided by) someone spread a rumour
(divided by, divided by) and someone has to pay
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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America The Melting Pot Land
Their fruits proud and confident with their knowledge of modern technology but,
historically sleeping. For some call America "The Heaven on Earth." This simply means, "As there are many
different ways of dying to go to heaven and so there are many different ways of entering
the United States of America. Since there are no differences in heaven between those
who died by road accidents and those who died in the Titanic, And so there are no
differences in America between their fruits, those with U.S. visas, those in stowaway
ships, those jumping over the fence or even bush roads. like heaven or one like America." For some call America "The Land of Dreams." But in their restless sleep with only one
hour to sleep and go back to work, their nightmare dreams are "evictions, Insurance
Bills, Car notes, Tax bills, a dream no longer at ease - "The Bills." Yet some call America "The Land of Opportunities." Indeed what wonderful
opportunities in the K.F.C. restaurants, Roy Rogers, Wendy's, McDonald's, the Great
Merrymaids Cleaning Companies. And what a smile the CVS drug store has for selling
Bengay Balsam, oops sleeping on a backache the next morning, a smile and everything is
fine. As a poet I am reminding their historically sleeping fruits that this land, this beloved
country, this portion of God's created earth, "America the Melting Pot Land." America the melting pot land is the only land on Earth folks flung and scattered from all
over the world with different backgrounds, colors, races, and languages and melted, and
blended, themselves never to be recognized. Although sometimes their zig zag tongues make their fruits ask them - Where are you
from? - In this melting pot land "America," only God could save their proud fruits with
whom they melted and blended. Thus violence has no color or race in this melting pot
land. I counted my blessing as ninth grade school drop out to be melting and blending myself
with intellectual poets in this melting pot land, "The United States of America."
poem by Binta Bundu
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Maths In The Park (For Marzena)
Park divided by ducks is standard
Dogs plus leads is dictatorship
Sun minus light is evening
Eyes multiplied by hair is laughter
Love minus pity is selfless
Affection multiplied by love is adoration
Hate minus passion is military
Devotion divided by sense is religion
The world divided by humanity is paradise.
poem by Leslie Philibert
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Save A Prayer
You saw me standing by the wall, corner of a main street
And the lights are flashing on your window sill
All alone aint much fun so youre looking for the thrill
And you know just what it takes and where to go.
Dont save a prayer for me now.
Save it til the morning after
No dont say a prayer for me now.
Save it til the morning after
Feel the breeze deep on the inside look down into the well
If you can youll see the world in all his fire
Take a chance (like all dreamers cant find another way.)
You dont have to dream it all, just live a day.
(chorus)
Save it til the morning after
Save it til the morning after
Save it til the morning after....
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Pretty looking road I try to hold the rising floods that fill my skin
Dont ask me why Ill keep my promise Ill melt the ice
And you wanted to dance, so I asked you to dance
But fear is in your soul,
Some people call it a one night stand, but we can call it paradise
(chorus)
Save it til the morning after
Save it til the morning after
Save it til the morning after
Save it til the morning after
Do do do do do, do do do do do do do do
Save a prayer til the morning after...
Save a prayer til the morning after...
Save a prayer til the morning after,
Save a prayer til the morning after...
song performed by by Duran Duran
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The War Is A Crime
Awareness and the wellness can make the world better place,
So let's spread the world the most precious words,
They are the Peace and the Love,
That all the world is suffering without,
So let's hold each other hands,
People we all are one,
We all have equal rights,
And we all are the creation of God,
So let the God judge our faults,
Please stop fights,
Stop putting discriminations among, theBlack and the White,
Poor You are or rich?
What your religion is?
Makes no matter at all,
What is really matter
my friend,
How good human being you are?
With kindness and love,
We can climb the highest mountains with trust,
Let's Join our hands and tell the world that (The War Is A Crime) ,
Nothing can be solved with blood and the gun,
An eye for an eye never can bring back the gone
It will cause more harm,
Let's awake the world and spread the peace all around,
No matter who we are or where we are from,
People we all are one,
Let's shake hands and spread the word of love,
Don't forget that our words can make big changes,
A word can heal another destroy,
Sometime with one word we can save the world,
Please Stop The War!
May Innocent children never again cry...
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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