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Mayday.

BRAVELY, DETERMINED THEY GATHER, THE GREAT UNWASHED
WANTING TO GET THEIR POINT ACCROSS, THOUGH THEY'LL BE SQUASHED
ON THIS ADOPTED DAY ALL OVER THE WORLD
PROTESTORS DEMAND THEIR SAY
ANY DAY WOULD SUFFICE, BUT THE MOST SIGNIFICANT IS FIRST OF MAY
INEQUALITIES AS THEY SEE IT
EROSION OF THEIR FREEDOMS SOME WILL SAY
MOST, THAT THEY DON'T GET ENOUGH PAY
THE FUTURE CAN ONLY BRING MORE PROTESTS
SOME SAY IT WILL DEMINISH FUNDS TO INVEST
GREATER PROFITS YEAR ON YEAR IS DEMANDED
SO PROTESTS WILL ENSUE, THE VAST MAJORITY
WILL GET BACK TO WORK AS COMMANDED.

poem by Brian Roy Skyers
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A Better Future

Please dont tear this world asunder
Please take back
This fear were under
I demand a better future
Or I might just stop wanting you
I might just stop wanting you
Please make sure we get tomorrow
All this pain and all the sorrow
I demand a better future
Or I might just stop needing you
I might just stop needing you
Give my children sunny smile
Give them moon and cloudless sky
I demand a better future
Or I might just stop loving you,
Loving you, loving you
When we talk, we talk to you
When we walk, we walk to you
From factory to field
How many tears must fall
Down there below
Nothing is moving
Oo-o
I might just stop wanting you
I might just stop needing you
I might just stop loving you
I demand a better future
I demand a better future
I demand a better future
For I might just stop loving you,
Loving you, loving you
I demand a better future
I demand a better future
I demand a better future
For I might just stop loving you, loving you, loving you
I demand a better future

song performed by by David Bowie
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We Are Converging

Wanting to be heard.
Wanting to be valued.
Wanting to be acknowledged.
Wanting to sustain a way of life...
Fading.
To emerge once again and surge.
Wanting to be admired.
Wanting most to be thought as best!
Wanting to imprint an impression...
That conflicts and unrest,
Did not from them initiate...
The perpetuating of protests.
Nor did the rise of destruction, fear and insecurities...
Leave this world in a chaotic mess.

We are converging!
And peace...
Will be the final test.
Many want.
Many wish.
Many hope to fill all hearts with love.
Instead of a digressive emptiness.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A fruitless effort

You can make thousands of rules
You can hold plenty of meetings
You can stage protests after protests
You can run many awareness compaigns
To eradicate evils from the society
But nothing will yield
As long as your intentions are malafide
And your mind is mortgaged.

poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Promised Land

(hicks / lynch)
Where where is the promised land
Where where is the promised land
It cant be found in viet nam
It cant be where the eagle has landed
If we want peace for every man
Weve gotta make the world demand it
Now I see the flag is flying
Weve got to help them stop the dying
We must bring back the soldier boys
We mustnt let them die for nothing
Wars a better game when played with toys
Lets change the game and lets start loving
Soldiers never fight alone
Theres just as much fighting going on at home
Protests, violence, marches
Its all going on at home
Bring them all back home (repeat)

song performed by by Hollies
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The Time Has Finally Come

Step by step,
Day by day,
For the past year,
Its been so much fun.
You've watched us grow
You've taught us so much.

The work was hard.
It looks like its paid off.
Just look we are ready to take off.

By the raise or a hand
Or the shout of a name
Within a second, you came.

I remember the very first day,
When you reached out and
Took hold of our hand
We no longer felt that first day fear.

We learned all that you taught,
Took all that you gave.
From inequalities to reading a play.
From the World Wars, to chemical equations.
One day we will put it all to use.

Through this whole year
You've been there for us
Now we are off to something new and exciting.
But we are scared that you aren't going to be there.

Next year you will be
Starting a new adventure too,

Now we graduate.
We hug and cry.

Just know that
We will miss you
And,
It hurts to say 'Goodbye.'

poem by Haley Brown
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Funky New Year

Went to a party just last night
Wanted to bring the year in right
Woke up this morning I don't know how
Last night I was a happy man, but the way I feel right now
It's gonna be a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Ooo, Ahh, got to be a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Can't remember when I ever felt worse
Nothing matters and everything hurts
They were passin' round the bottle, made me feel brand new
Trouble with the new man he wants a hit too, hit me
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
oooooo, it's a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Lord, mmm, FUNKY NEW YEAR
Nurse I'm worse FUNKY NEW YEAR
I got to perk up a little FUNKY NEW YEAR
My hair hurts FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
A party baby
Never again FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Who's shoes are these FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Party hardy baby FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
What year is this anyway?

song performed by by Eagles
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A Faithful Witness

To the firstborn of Yahseph,
Of all that is created;
To the secondborn of Yahseph,
Do set set your mind on Mount Zion;
For His name is His glory and,
Of the economic well-being.

Of the year of the rat,
Of the year of the dog,
Of the year of the cow,
Of the year of the bull,
Of the year of the sheep,
Of the year of the dragon,
Of the year of the snake,
Of the year of the pig,
Of the year of the goat,
Of the year of the lizard,
Of the year of the crocodile,
Of the year of the elephant,
Of the year of the scorpion,
Of the year of the turtle,
Of the year of the fish,
Of the year of the earth,
Of the year of the wind,
Of the year of the fire,
Of the year of the water,
And of the year of the bush!
Like the firstborns of slaves.

The hips of romance,
The faithful witness will not lie;
The same day,
The same night,
Of the love shared at where no oxen are;
And the crib was very clean.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Goodbye Winter Goodbye Everybody

Winter has passed friends will go
this year is gone along with the snow
this was the year that everyone knows
this is the year that everyone goes

I'll try not to cry but I'll miss you all
but again I know the snow will fall
My memories will come back that I do know
As long as my life is lived in the snow

I try to hold it all in but it's hard not to cry
thinking about leaving watching the sky
Snowflakes will fall onto my head
I will remember everything you've said

The Joy, the Sadness, the Fun, the Pain
I can see my future from this strength
the future of me the future of the snow
it will all work out this I know

I said I wouldn't cry but this I did lie
This is really sad after all
We will make new friends
til' now and til' then

But for now I say goodbye
to you, to snow sky

poem by Travis Ciempa
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Underhand Han Hand

For fifty years Han hand has lain
heavy on Lhasa's mountain land,
acting in manner underhand
on peaceful population. Pain
and persecution, thousands slain
on whim, as Chinese thugs expand,
manhandle monasteries, demand
obedience to illegal reign -
discrimination's bridle rein
with basic human freedoms banned,
protests punished out of hand.
Upon collective conscience: Stain!
The Dalai Lama's aging fast
who'll liberate Tibet at last?

poem by Jonathan Robin
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may The Year Twothousand And Twelve Usher In......

May the year two thousand twelve usher in a world
A world whose achievements sure to be etched in gold
Making present maladies and miseries old
Facing future problems and challenges quite bold!

A new world without the scourge of terrorism
A wise world without the stigma of racism
A nice world without the color of fascism
A great world without the skin of chauvinism!

May the New Year ring in greater peace and plenty
May the new world see the great new vision hefty
May the green world enjoy air fresh and water pure
May the peaceful world see the joy of love so pure!

Let the people all over fight against vices
Vices of all hues and colors – not in slices
Let the people all over build character fine
Character sterling and noble for all so nice!

poem by Subbaraman N V
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Don't worry it's all been planned

Change is brought about by erosion!
Look around, and you will all come to see.
Change is brought about by erosion!
Want something privatized that's easy.

Cut all funding till the wheels fall off…
And say here's what'll fix it; for not a lot.
You can even buy shares, but, here's the tipoff…
'We'll never invest; bonuses are our mascot'.
Even going greener makes them all richer
I've now a blue bin a brown and a black
And one for indoors and if I'm a lucky chap!
I can have a green one for only £20 a year.

Change is brought about by erosion!
My dear! Don't worry it's all been planned
Everything has a cycle that requires action!
'Just don't tell them, about the quicksand'.

See it's all happening again boom and bust
Whatever happened to prams with a little rust?
Were-all-in-it-together granddad be a good fellow
Take out your life savings spend that's the motto.

Freeze pay, cut pay, and cut family tax credits
We'll make them third class citizens obedient
They'll come begging with their empty wallets
Once more to the factory floor less flippant.

poem by Mark Heathcote
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I have no way of knowing how people really feel, but the vast majority of those I meet couldn't be nicer. Every once in a while someone barks at me. My New Year's resolution is not to bark back.

quote by Tucker Carlson
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Substantially fewer films will be produced over the next year or two. And a significant portion of the production costs of the reduced slate will be borne by hedge funds and other investment groups.

quote by Peter Bart
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Peace Protesters Must Be Arrested

writing under political radar
unpublished under search radar
equates to more censor escapes
knowing freedom of formal speech
does not extend to anti-war protests
if such protests might trigger
an uprising in anti-invasion protests
peace protesters must be arrested

humiliated beaten pepper sprayed
how dare such righteous individuals
dare interfere with planned sanctioned
profit mounting oil invasion wars
situational irony calling wars right
necessary to healthy growth prosperity
calling peace wrong threat to security
time to reevaluate restructure economy?

situational irony armies meant to ensure peace?
used to intimidate dominate exploit war fleece?

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Bird Flew By

Bird flew by
And wondered, wondered why
She was white
And ought to stay up in the sky
From the air she could wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season
Your life flies away
As the night turns to day
If you start once to think
Your hair will soon turn grey
But one would like to wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season
The list of fallen stars
And crumbled, broken hearts
Comes from a need
To play so many parts
But one would like to wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season
The wind and the rain
Shook hands again
Untouched by the world
They managed to keep sane
They were able to wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season
Bird flew by
And wondered, wondered why
She was white
And ought to stay up in the sky
From the air she could wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season

song performed by by Nick Drake
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The Lie

For William Verdun Harris
My late brother.

It started years before I was born,
but the lie came into being after.
I knew nothing of it, why should I?
You never question your parents,
what they tell you, you believe.

Therefore, the lie grew and grew
as years folded into one another.
The lie became accepted as the truth.
Its hurt would not be felt
before four score and more had passed.

A Christmas card with a note from an Aunt.
Your half brother Bill would love to hear from you.
Half brother? I have no half brother.
He is your adopted brother
and my adopted uncle, so I was told.

No, he is your half brother.
I investigated what was said.
Soon the truth of the lie was revealed.
The lie had split two brothers,
to the other sides of the world.

Through urgent phone calls, I found him.
I had to see him, too many years had passed.
Who knows how long we had?
Travel plans were made,
the journey was now set.

After forty-two years, we came face to face.
Hug, tears and a family get together.
Those lost faces from the other side of the world.
We talked and talked into the night,
so much to learn and so little time.

Two weeks went quick and we parted again.
The telephone a communication line,
but how do you make up so many years,
with such little time?
The answer is you don’t.

The next year we extended our visit,
but still it wasn’t long enough.
We would never get another year,
within months my brother was gone,
and for months, I missed his calls.

But the lie was never retracted,
and my sister never got to know,
the other brother that she had.
She still believes the lie,
and won’t accept the truth.

She does not talk to me,
not out of anything either of us has done.
The long distant lie is at fault,
the guilt no one could admit to,
because they felt it would bring great shame.

Now a family lies in tatters,
a sad story all that remains,
about a lie, which almost the truth became.
What will the future bring, that’s something we can never tell.
I for one, hold no one with any ill will.

poem by David Harris
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One Year In Heaven

One year in heaven,
One year you've been there,
So far away,
Someday I'll see you in the air,
One year in heaven,
I miss you so much,
Smile down upon me,
And show me your love.

One year in heaven,
It seems like so long,
Since the last time I saw you,
And then you were gone,
One year in heaven,
You left earth to soon,
But I know they need you,
More then I do,

One year in heaven,
I'm alone on the earth,
I miss your sweet kisses,
And all that you're worth,
One year in heaven,
Is God really there?
Why did he take you,
As I cried in despair.

One year in heaven,
I still see your face,
The day that you took,
The last breath you would take,
One year in heaven,
Why did you die,
I know God needed you,
But still I cry.

One year in heaven,
Soon I'll be there,
So wait by the gate,
Please, this do swear,
One year in heaven,
To me it is long,
But you have no pain,
From this earth you have gone.

One year in heaven,
It's so hard to move on,
I'll send you a prayer,
And sing you a song,
One year in heaven,
Life's not the same,
Since you left this world,
I'm living in a daze.

One year in heaven,
You watch from above,
Sit there and smile,
And send me your love,
One year in heaven,
You may think it's just a day,
But this world is so different,
Since God took you away

poem by Michele Weston
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There were two qualities about the mutual funds of the 1920s that made them extremely speculative. One was that they were heavily leveraged. Two, mutual funds were allowed to invest in other mutual funds.

quote by Ron Chernow
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Happy May Day, 2012!

All workers need a day their own,
To talk and rest and have some fun;
May Day is one in every town
For labourers, when shutters are down.

Who will not praise the ones who toil?
Who can live without tillers of soil?
The ones who slog must celebrate,
And think about their future days!

The world must pay a decent sum
To all who sweat and labour hard;
The toilers must not remain dumb,
But air their troubles like a bard.

Too many strikes, protests are bad;
Work struck turn nations poorer still;
But love of work, brethren, not wad,
Can make a task easy uphill!

And pray, you must to patron saints -
St. Joseph, Philip, James, others;
They work miracles for workers
Who love God, work and their brothers!
"Happy May Day,2012! "

Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-5-12

poem by John Celes
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A Year and A Day

A year and a day
Are all that lay
Between me and
My love

A year and a day
Three months 'til May
The year leaping
Above

A year and a day
You scorn to say
Is destiny
Belov'd

A year and a day
I slight cliché
This puzzle I
Speak of

A year and a day
Do not delay
Migrate to me
My dove

A year and a day
No time astray
Like seconds that
I shove

A year and day
From the same clay
You claim you are
Void of

A year and a day
All night I pray
That you would be
My love

poem by Brandon McConnell
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