Politics II
The corrupt leaders
Have polluted politics
With their dirty tricks
poem by Asif Andalib
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Im Nothing
I-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
I-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
Im nothing
Im nothin
Are you a republican or a democrat
A liberal fascist full of crap
Im nothin
Im nothin
Somebody somewhere might be something
But everybody everywhere
Knows that Im nothin
Politics and dirty tricks
I got no time for stones and sticks
Politics and dirty tricks
I got no time Im chasing chicks
Im nothin
Im nothin
Somebody somewhere might be something
But everybody everywhere
Knows that Im nothing
Im nothing but Im not proud
cause being nothing its not allowed
Are you a gay or are you straight
Do you believe in love
Or do you believe in hate
Im nothin
Im nothin
Somebody somewhere said he was something
But to everybody everywhere
Im saying Im nothing
Im nothing. Im like a cloud
Im free to be alone in a crowd
Whats your reality. its not real to me
Whats your anomaly. it is my destiny
I-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
I-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
Im nothin
Nothin
Nothin
Im nothing now and Ill be nothing when
This nothing world has its nothing end
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dvs perversion room, milwuakee, wi
gorno music reprinted with permission
song performed by by Violent Femmes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Cleaning Up The Mess
THE speeches are tiring.
My ears are bursting with the promises
of Politics.
There are no changes
There are only corrupt leaders
Betraying their Own People.
What i admire is the Loud Music
of my Neighbor
Obstructing the long speech
of the Lying Governor.
There is no use of this Next Election.
The same Oligarchs are playing their
Tunes.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I do not know what is politics? To me it seems to be poly tricks
I do not know
What is politics?
To me it seems to be
Poly tricks
Played by people
Involved in multiple
Gimmicks
Called as leaders
Telling lies
Fooling people
Is their passion
Their sole goal
Is Power
However it may come
By hook or by crook
India or Britain
Situation is the same
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Dirty White Boy
Hey, baby, if youre feelin down
I know whats good for you all day
Are you worried what your friends see
Will it ruin your reputation lovin me
cause Im a dirty white boy
Yeah a dirty white boy
A dirty white boy
Dont drive no big black car
Dont like no hollywood movie star
You want me to be true to you
You dont give a damn what I do to you
Im just a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Well, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
A dirty white boy
Ive been in trouble since I dont know when
Im in trouble now and I now somehow Ill find trouble again
Im a loner, but Im never alone
Every night I get one step closer to the danger zone
cause Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Cmon, cmon boy
Dirty white boy, white boy
Dirty white boy, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Hey, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy, yeah
song performed by by Foreigner
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Nothing Is Missing
From ambiguous to ambiguity,
They steal around and still tell us all is well;
But who do they think they are fooling? ! !
Fir the news is known by all around this town.
Out of space and from nowhere,
Life is like that at times;
With negative governments all around us!
On the flip side,
What vision do they have? !
With corrupt leaders who always tell us nothing is wrong,
But the answer lies in our own mouths.
View things from the highest point and tell me what you see,
For the corrupt governments have divided the wealth of the nations!
Yet still they say to us, nothing is missing.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Triggerman
I ain't got a name
Don't got a face
No fingerprints
Or D.N.A
I ain't got no eyes
Don't got a tongue
But I know what's going on
I'm deaf and dumb
I'm pure non-enitity
Don't even look for me
I watch you when you sleep
I am the triggerman
I am the underhand
I'll keep you on your knees
I am the brain police
I am the triggerman
I am the underhand
I'm full of dirty tricks
I'm twice as smart
And certaigly
Twice as sick
I'm allways out of sight
A shadow in the mist
I don't need an alibi
Cuz, I dont excist
Well, I am invinsible
To the naked eye
I never leave a trace
Can't be identified
I'm pure non-enitity
Don't even look for me
I watch you when you sleep
I am the triggerman
I am the underhand
I'll keep you on your knees
I am the brain police
I am the triggerman
I am the underhand
I'm full of dirty tricks
I'm twice as smart
And certaigly
Twice as sick
He's sick, he's sick
He's really,really sick
I'm pure non-enitity
Don't even look for me
I watch you when you sleep
I am the triggerman
I am the underhand
I'll keep you on your knees
I am the brain police
I am the triggerman
I am the underhand
I'm full of dirty tricks
I'm twice as smart
And certaigly
Twice as sick
I am the triggerman
I am the underhand
I'll keep you on your knees
I am the brain police
I am the triggerman
I am the underhand
I'm full of dirty tricks
I'm twice as smart
And certaigly
Twice as sick
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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If American politics are too dirty for women to take part in, there's something wrong with American politics.
quote by Edna Ferber
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Politics is not predictions and politics is not observations. Politics is what we do. Politics is what we do, politics is what we create, by what we work for, by what we hope for and what we dare to imagine.
quote by Paul Wellstone
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Flattering
Flattering, train, rain, fling, ring, gin, in, fear, gear, fire, tear, era, near;
But corrupt to the African syndrome!
So, watch your steps before you fall very deep into the hole!
And like the flattering divinations in the land of your sweet muse.
Flattering, eating, tale, gel, fate, rag, age, grain, gain, fine, fin, feat, neat;
And like the struggles of the African child!
But, when will our leaders do the right thing?
Flattering, later, flatter, raw, flat, grit, get, gate, at, an, if, felt, fit, air, war!
With the very act of your muse in the land of trouble;
But corrupt to the African syndrome!
So, try to be yourself to do the right things always.
Flattering, fat, tea, eat, ate, rat, art, tar, rate, late, ant, latter, alter, are, ear;
Honesty is the key of life so, let us live by it!
For, the struggles of the African child do have many meanings as seen around;
But, the flattering words from our leaders are not helping matters.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Persons of Wonder to Posterity
The leaders in people's rule bring their heirs
to politics, to continue the trade of bribes.
To stop the groans, the poor receive shares
in the form of freebies once given to tribes.
The leaders to please the mob indulge in jibes.
To posterity they are the saints of wonder,
whom to scare, scares even the thunder.
Once one dictator looted the nation
and kept all his wives within his palace.
The leaders now in some hidden location,
keep their partners off the reporters callous.
Small Moghuls rob, not minding the gallows.
Alexander didn't nominate his heir
and men like him in history, we find rare.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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The Irish are the only men who know how to cry for the dirty polluted blood of all the world.
quote by Norman Mailer
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We cope with pollution
Water is polluted; air is polluted.
Earth and sound are equally polluted.
Man is doomed; the world is doomed, all cry.
See. Our longevity is on its crescendo.
Pulls and pushes will balance
the imbalance of Nature.
14.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Leaders in Africa are so corrupt that we are certain if we put dogs in uniforms and put guns on their shoulders, we'd be hard put to distinguish them.
quote by Stokely Carmichael
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Self made Man
Alas alack and woe is me
My life is filled with misery
I loved a lass who loved not me
She treated me disdainfully.
She saw herself as upper class
And much superior to me.
A barrier I could not pass.
A subtle form of cruelty.
But time moves on and so did I
I went to university
Where somewhat different rules apply
You’re judged on your ability.
I earned a double first degree.
I studied politics and law
So I was qualified to be
What I decided either or.
My tutor recommended me
to several of his well placed friends.
Who he felt quite probably
Would use me to suit their own ends
I became a secretary
To a rising star in politics
Who chose to place his trust in me.
To cover up his dirty tricks.
I managed this successfully.
He taught me more than what he thought.
Although I served him loyally
I knew much more than what I ought.
Eventually he sponsored me
to be his party’s candidate.
I was elected as M.P
Then all I had to do was wait.
For the right opportunity.
To demonstrate what I could do.
Show my potentiality
To the elite, the favoured few.
The men who held the power to
Promote me or to hold me back.
I paid respect where it was due
and very soon I was on track.
To realise my ambition.
To be a junior minister.
Perhaps in education
or something rather similar.
I knew enough to toe the line
Without appearing threatening
And soon a junior post was mine.
Which in itself was heartening.
I was quite sure I could secure
all the support that I would need.
To land myself a sinecure
I had no doubt I would succeed
I had recorded secretly
The dirty tricks that they had played.
And told them confidentially
About records I had made.
I soon acquired cabinet rank.
My erstwhile mentor taught me well
Although his methods sometimes stank
I learnt as I endured the smell
I am the minister for trade
I travel everywhere first class
My only job is to persuade
The members of the working class
I have their interests at heart
It’s not an easy thing to do.
My lies are truly works of art
They sound as if they could be true.
I never promise anything.
But they are convinced that I do
I am well used to public speaking
They believe ‘cos they want to.
That is the art of politics.
If you can fake sincerity.
And conceal your dirty tricks.
Then you are where you ought to be.
The public now do not believe
That M.P.s have integrity
Who earn respect they don’t receive.
I do not let that worry me.
I shall receive my knighthood soon
And then retire from public life.
Nobody can prick my balloon
Although rumours may be rife.
There is no concrete evidence
That anybody can provide
I can say that with confidence
No one can prove that I ever lied.
I only claimed what I was due.
I made quite sure to follow rules.
The claims I made were always true
Unlike the other greedy fools.
I will retire with dignity
With my integrity intact
At least it will appear to be
although it may not be in fact.
Appearances are all that count.
In the modern world today.
You never hear the true account
Which people know but dare not say.
Sunday,18 September 2011
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Objective journalism is one of the main reasons American politics has been allowed to be so corrupt for so long.
quote by Hunter S. Thompson
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Dirty Old Town
(ewan mccoll)
Found my love by the gaswork croft
Dreamed a dream by the old canalkissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town, dirty old towni heard a siren from the dock
Saw a train set the night on firesmelled the spring on the sulfured wind
Dirty old town, whoa-oh, dirty old townwere goin to take a good sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fireand well chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town, dirty old towndirty old town, whoa-oh, dirty old town
And oh well chop you downoh, dirty, dirty, dirty old town
Dirty old town, dirty old townand oh whoa-oh dirty old town
Chop you down one of these days
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Dirty Eyes
You hypnotize
Honey
Yeah honey
You do it
Woooo, do it good
Do it all right
Every night
When you turn off the light
Its outta sight
(alright)
You hypnotize
Mezmorize
With your dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Your dirty eyes
Breathin
Breathin heavy
Heavy
Heavy breathin
Send shivers down my spine
[make me | and [im|youre]] so glad that youre mine
[when youre so bad and youre
Mine]
Thats what turns me on
All night long
You hypnotize
Mezmorize
With your dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
You got dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
I love your dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Right through me
Your dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
song performed by by AC-DC
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The Poisoned Succour
God created natural wells for all Africans
their insatiate thirst and hunger to assuage
but African leaders created poison to contaminate
the very wells that is meant to be their lifelines
man created politics that is very dirty in Africa
and poisoned the rich wells that is their succour
and the wells become the bane of the albatross
Oh! African, why kill your adornment on molehills
how long continue to suffer in the midst of plenty?
the offspring of the poison succour are huge
poverty, corruption, conflict, misappropriation
the offshoots of the offspring are many
Angola, Gabon, Nigeria, and Guinea and….
the new entrant is the coast that was full of gold
and now thinks can become the new African tiger
but remember, a tiger must not shout its tigertude
and pop not yet champagne bottles in your Osu castle
lest you tow the same dirty line of your predecessors
and turn your new found blessing into an ugly curse
poem by Dela Bobobee
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They call me corrupt, frivolous. I am not at all privileged. Maybe the only privileged thing is my face. And corrupt? God! I would not look like this if I am corrupt. Some ugliness would settle down on my system.
quote by Imelda Marcos
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Corrupt crops
As a child I was corrupt less.
As I grew to an adolescent,
I know all adults are corrupt.
As an adult, I forgave them.
Growing wise, I forgave myself.
Corruption cannot be weeded.
Crops themselves are corrupt.
31.11.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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