Owe
I owe my life
To not only
Those who have
Helped me…
But to those also
Who have harmed me
For, because of them
I've learnt new ways
Of coping and protecting
Myself from this world's
Preying predators…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Predators Indebted
Preying on...
Minds that remain unconnected.
And a preying on these vacancies accepted.
Yes,
Preying on...
A thoughtlessness expected,
That rejects a common sense.
With none of it reflecting...
Those predators indebted!
Let's say it is true...
That greatness achieved,
Was done thoroughly independently.
Let's say it is true...
That a quality of life enjoyed,
Was not supplied or produced...
By foreign imports that seduced.
And deployed to introduce creature comforts,
Now demanded as entitlements.
Let's say it is true...
That land purchases and foundations treasured,
Were not bought and sold by those with cash in hand.
No matter what language was spoken,
Or where undocumented 'aliens' decided to take a stand.
And let's say it is true...
That all that we here do IS envied.
And...
Let's say this is true too...
We are predators indebted!
And beholdened to those kept,
Uknown.
Preying on...
A thoughtlessness expected.
Preying on...
Minds that remain unconnected.
And a preying on these vacancies accepted.
To stay beholdened to those kept,
Unknown!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Man destroys more than replenishes.
Animals fear the predators and flee.
Man finds ways to kill his predators:
Man, animals, bacteria and virus.
Animals kill for food but man for more than that.
07.06.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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We're Predators and Prey
Are we truly so distant from our primitive past
Are we no longer the hunter or considered fair prey
Were the truth put before you, you’d be most aghast
There are predators among us and they hunt us each day
We’re not truly different from the ones at herds rear
Which the predator watches with hard hungry eye
The prey starts and senses, that death is quite near
On the lonely herds edges, the weak always die
Our modern world is a jungle, and human beasts are a fact
Camouflaged with normalcy, clothed in disarming disguise
Preying on the young and the weakest with terrifying tact
Before melting in to community, they disappear to our eyes
The gazelle in the herd is as the child on the walk
Safety in numbers causes inborn defenses to relax
A lion creeping closer is as a van stopping to stalk
And they’ll both culminate in deadly attacks
No.. we’re not so far distant from our primitive past
Yes.. we’re the hunter and also too, are considered fair prey
don’t allow yourself or your children to lag or be last
Yes… there are predators among us and they hunt us each day
poem by David Whalen
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My Child Beware
my child beware- there are predators
lurking every where.
what are predators you want to know?
they are animals who move very slow.
you will not hear them when they
sneak up on you
like a lion with the deer it slew.
unlike the lion, these are two legged creatures
that have all our human features.
they smile and talk, and laugh
the same as me and you.
but there is something that
they want to do.
they want to steal you away from
your family and friends
and will continue to try to the very end,
they may offer you candy, sweets,
and all sorts of treats.
snatch you up and leave you on their car seats.
with two of your fingers poke them
in their eyes, kick their knees, kick their thighs.
scream and holler, kick and shout
that's what protecting you is all about.
never accept anything from a stranger
keep yourself out of danger.
always walk with one or two
this is all you have to do.
poem by Louis Rams
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Being Away From You (Love Poem)
Be-tubed in my silver coffin for take-off,
Bemused by passenger coping strategy,
Beloved by adjacent nervous new-friend,
Being away from you is harder every time.
Bewildered by the preying nervousness,
Be-crossed by maddening screaming kids,
Bespectacled study of the unending 1Q84,
Being away from you is harder every time.
Be-thinking of what you are doing as I soar,
Because appoggiatura in 'Someone Like You',
Begets a 'Missing You' sadness deep inside,
Being away from you is harder every time.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Ask how she is she just lies
Ask her how she is she just lies.
She wont tell you the truth.
Even though it's fixed in her eyes.
Ask her how she is.
She'll tell you she's just fine.
But she's lying she's not coping that well.
Ask her how she's doing.
She'll tell you she's just fine.
She's lying though.
She's not coping to well.
Lifes troubles and stuff have got her down.
Ask her how she is.
But she'll lie and tell you she's fine.
She dosent want you to know.
She don't want to let you know.
That shes going to take her life one day soon.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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The Enfolding
where the threat is exposed,
where the coping deteriorates,
where critters from the attic are let loose
procreating without our consent,
where everyone runs at their own pace
from the lives they have perceived.
no longer protecting against carnivores
in this day and age;
no longer tangible intimidations
in this day and age;
we have have been slowly but surely knitting
our own mental terrorism.
poem by Chris Jelens
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Pieces
Pieces of me, pieces of you, consisting of others
Teachers, friends, coaches, mothers, and fathers.
The older we get, the more we see
Pieces of others, that make up today's me.
Little things that we learnt from years past
Little things to which we now hold fast
Ways to do, views to see, ways to live
Ways to love, grow, to learn and to give
So many people, each with a little contribution
Many of whom never have attribution
For the things they gave, the things they taught.
Things that are priceless, cannot be bought.
Some of them will never know
How much they helped others grow
They will never perceive their influence
Neither will they see the difference.
Pieces of you, pieces of me, rubbing off everywhere
A little on her, and a little on him there
Forever changing their lives, for worse or better
Making them weaker, or making them stronger
So many pieces of you and pieces of me
Please, be careful what they be
Wherever you go, whatever you say or do
Guarantee that something will rub off from you
Never underestimate your words and actions effect
You never know just who you might affect.
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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I said in court a long time ago that I didn't see that the Soviet Union was significantly helped by the information I gave them, nor that the United States was significantly harmed.
quote by Aldrich Ames
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The World At Large
when you feel pain
you justify it that the world is like this and that
that most of its parts is pain
and you take every pain as part of you
and shall never refuse anything that comes
like uninvited guests of your house
when you become a voluntary prey
to all these parasites
and predators
host of all hosts you welcome
the code of stupidity
but soon you realize that there is no use to all these
why pain?
why inflict it upon a self that knows
the freedom of choices?
you go away and find the ways of having another life
to the world at large
that shows to you the vastness of the skies
the wideness of the oceans
the myriad islands and the unexplored continents
the mysterious universe
all these tell you, why not try wonder? why not take the side
of the happy moments?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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We're fighting an enemy that is far different than any we have got before. It's a nontraditional kind of war, and I think we need to step back, recalibrate how we go about protecting our borders and protecting our people, and resetting our position in the world.
quote by Jon Huntsman, Jr.
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The Village Green Preservation Society
We are the village green preservation society
God save donald duck, vaudeville and variety
We are the desperate dan appreciation society
God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties
Preserving the old ways from being abused
Protecting the new ways for me and for you
What more can we do
We are the draught beer preservation society
God save mrs. mopp and good old mother riley
We are the custard pie appreciation consortium
God save the george cross and all those who were awarded them
We are the sherlock holmes english speaking vernacular
Help save fu manchu, moriarty and dracula
We are the office block persecution affinity
God save little shops, china cups and virginity
We are the skyscraper condemnation affiliate
God save tudor houses, antique tables and billiards
Preserving the old ways from being abused
Protecting the new ways for me and for you
What more can we do
God save the village green.
song performed by by Kinks
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A Mate can do no Wrong
We learnt the creed at Hungerford,
We learnt the creed at Bourke;
We learnt it in the good times
And learnt it out of work.
We learnt it by the harbour-side
And on the billabong:
'No matter what a mate may do,
A mate can do no wrong!'
He’s like a king in this respect
(No matter what they do),
And, king-like, shares in storm and shine
The Throne of Life with you.
We learnt it when we were in gaol
And put it in a song:
' No matter what a mate may do,
A mate can do no wrong!'
They’ll say he said a bitter word
When he’s away or dead.
We’re loyal to his memory,
No matter what he said.
And we should never hesitate,
But strike out good and strong,
And jolt the slanderer on the jaw –
A mate can do no wrong !
poem by Henry Lawson
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I always knew where I was going eventually, so it helped me to stay at home for three years. It helped me to develop my game. But it also helped me off the ice. Life here is way different, and I was able to get older.
quote by Saku Koivu
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Predators
Have you ever looked at a pond
and wondered what creatures
live there within.
Some can walk
and some can swim,
but exactly how many
vary from day to day.
Some are predators
and eat others daily,
and then they too are eaten
by larger predators there.
18 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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In Your Own Ways
You are smart in your own ways
you are lovely in your own ways
you are beautiful in your own ways
You smile in your own ways
So crazy in your own ways
The madness of your own ways
such mysterious in your own ways
Those eyes of your own ways
You inspire me in your own ways
You talk in you own ways
you love me in your own ways
You suprise me in your own ways
Your kindness of its own kind
Your love of its own loveliness
your touch of its own comfort
And your kisses of its own sweetness
There is nothing so much worth to
treasure in my own ways than the
sweet memories of your own ways
Your life in your own ways
changes mine in its own way
God must have taken His own time
for sush a creation of its own kind
With everything in its own way
I must live your way.
poem by Moffat Mbuzi
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We must recognize that as the dominant power in the world we have a special responsibility. In addition to protecting our national interests, we must take the leadership in protecting the common interests of humanity.
quote by George Soros
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I Have Learned
I’ve learnt to understand that….
A prohibitive degree of inner freedom –
Not a caprice but a strain.
Up to the end it will remain!
I’ve learnt to understand that….
The tales we dream up
We write out of our own head.
And…. we should cherish that!
I’ve learnt to break up the rules,
So that no one should be hurt.
Using my own tools,
I would like to avoid the dirt.
I’ve learnt to believe that….
There are no ideal relations.
They can be sometimes a brief,
Very often with a frustration.
I’ve learnt to feel that….
Striving for harmony I love disharmony.
Loving in everything the truth
The lies sometimes sooth.
I’ve learnt to be patient,
Though not everyone knows it.
It’s better to be absent
Than to throw a stone into a shit.
I've learnt not to be afraid of any competition,
There is only right or wrong choice,
There is only someone's ambition,
There is only strong or weak voice.
I've learnt to understand that....
Love can't be found where it doesn't live,
If love exists it can't be hidden.
A true love can't be forbidden.
I’ve learnt to understand that….
Love can't be found where it doesn't exist,
Love can't be hidden where it is.
A true love you can persist.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Summer Days
a swimmer on summer days
looks at the sea
it is calm and very
lovable
endearing as the arms of
a woman
if he only knows what is deeper
than what the surface is showing him
his summer days
his beach and orange juices
he should have seen how cruel
are the sharks preying on the small fish
not reaching the fullness
of their existence
the seaweeds as usual are silent
never speaking of the dirty linens in their house
ah, these summer days
bright sun and chase of lovers
inside the cool hut
where love is made again
who cares about the story of predators
who cares about those miserable prey?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Manifesto
Blues are falling like showers of rain, but I dont feel like crying
Death himself is abroad this day, but I dont feel like dying
I learnt how to sustain myself
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
The enemy has the biggest tanks, and he sure knows how to use them
Our best, and only, chance, is to thoroughly confuse him
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
Her tongue was like a scythe and all her bones were haunted
A scapegoat for her life was all she ever wanted
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
Sir bedivere slept in a field, his armour strewn around him
Curled foetus-like beneath his shield, still weeping when we found him
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
I teetered on the edge of doom, degenerate and broken
She washed the blood out of my wounds, and spoke the great unspoken
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
His monstrous ego whipped and driven raged beneath his clothing
The complement he paid was given not with grace but loathing
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
Deliverance is at the gate with arms and gold in store
He apologises for being late, but I dont need him anymore
I learnt how to sustain myself
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
Scoured and stripped of all pretence, shorn of all illusion
I offer nothing in my defence, you can draw your own conclusions
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
(trans. sean miller - [email protected])
song performed by by Waterboys
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