Let's Just Suppose
Let’s just suppose
That over four thousand young men
Got jobs and got married
Became normal Americans and then
Let’s just suppose
These same young men of our new generation
Stayed home and avoided
Nightmares and mutilation
Let’s just suppose
Over four thousand lives were sadly expended
In a hostile land, so far away
In a war built on lies, and is yet open-ended
Let’s just suppose
That many untold billions in funds
Had over four thousand of those young men
Building our country, in lieu of bearing guns
Let’s just suppose
That instead, billions were spent on education
On infrastructure, medical research and homeland defense
Lives better spent, to build a better, stronger nation
Let’s just suppose
That the mad minds in our administration
Had Instead, kept those heroic young boys
safe at home, while still defending our nation
Let’s just wonder
amidst all the war-wager’s noise
Was this one man…Saddam Housein
Worth more than four thousand of our young boys?
Let’s just suppose
This madness we could suspend
All stand together and say “enough is enough.”
We’re not the world’s policemen
This madness must end!
Let’s just propose….
To bring our young men
Back home.
poem by David Whalen
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Veteran's day lament!
1376... sounds like some historical date
Required to be memorized in high school history class
Well it’s not. it’s a much, much more important number
And we cannot let it pass.
It’s the number of our young boys in Afghanistan
Who have died all alone
It’s the number of young boys
Who will never come home
They died for a people who will never care
They died hoping to accomplish something
We should have kept them home I know
For their gallant deaths will accomplish nothing
1376.…sounds like some random numbers and
To our leaders I suppose they are
To me it’s young lives, gone forever
In a stupid and senseless war.
Speak up! ! ! Bring them home, Keep them home
This madness has gone too far! !
poem by David Whalen
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Wonders Of Mother Nature
Mother nature
Oh mother nature
How beautiful and lovely you are
With such a tender loving care
Mother Nature
Ohh! Mother Nature
Our dearest mother nature
Our amazing mother nature
Ohh! Mother Nature
If nature allows can I please ask you a question
As a mother
How come you killed your young?
How come you made your fellow mothers cry?
How come you took away their joy?
You took the only thing that made their lives blossom
You suppose to make life beautiful
Mother Nature you suppose build
But how come you destroyed homes
Mother Nature you suppose to make the world a good place to be in
Yet you have turned the world to be a horrible place
Mother Nature as a mother you suppose to warn your young when the go astray
Not to destroy them
Yet you destroyed and killed them
You suppose to symbolize new beginnings and that there’s always hope
Yet you came and shuttled people’s lives and dreams
poem by Vangile Mtyali
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Who You Are
Someone's drinking all alone
Someone's left the TV on
I don't suppose, no I don't suppose
Someone's sleeping in my bed
Someone's let the genie in
I don't suppose, no I don't suppose
You know who you are
Who you are, who you are today
Baby's gone and died again
Taken by the tide again
And it's no surprise
She hates goodbyes
Someone's folding paper planes
Someone's on the line again
Someone's crying at the sonnet
Someone's hiding from someone
I don't suppose, no I don't suppose
You know who you are
Who you are, who you are today
song performed by by Tears For Fears
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Suppose a smile.
Suppose a smile.
Suppose it always, with a smile.
Suppose the sun to shine,
shine with a smile;
suppose the rain to fall and smile
smile at the earth;
the snow, with gentle smile,
protecting tender shoots;
suppose the wind to smile
mysteriously, about its secretwork;
suppose – that’s easy – flowers
to open with a smile; and
smile as they fade and wave farewell,
a smile that says, that’s how it is…
suppose some patient smiles:
as rain-forests say to those who cut them down,
you’ll live to regret this; here’s
your chance to learn;
suppose the desert sand to smile
and say, you took the trees, and now
I’m here; plant, call down rain, store, irrigate…
suppose the ice-cap, melting with sad smile,
saying, I did not choose…
suppose that Abraham, Moses, Christ, Mohammed
spoke their uncompromising, uncomfortable truths
always with a smile; a gentle smile;
a smile to say, I'm here, you're here to learn...
suppose the spear to smile,
hammered into pruning-hook..
suppose smile met with smile.
Suppose.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Suppose
Suppose no rose would ever grow again
Suppose no brook would ever flow again
Suppose no star should ever glow again
Suppose you didn't love me
Suppose there were no bees or butterflies
Suppose no bird should ever cross the skies
Suppose the sun should never never rise
Suppose you didn't love me
It's impossible to imagine a world without a star
But imagining no you is more impossible, by far
Suppose the Springtime never should arrive
Suppose the tall green trees should not survive
Suppose I had no wish to be alive
Suppose you didn't love me
It's impossible to imagine a world without a star
But imagining no you is more impossible, by far
Suppose the Springtime never should arrive
Suppose the tall green trees should not survive
Suppose I had no wish to be alive
Suppose you didn't love me
Suppose you didn't love me
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Rita Rose
I suppose Rita Rose
Now that you found someone new
I don’t mean anything to you
I suppose Rita Rose
That since I left to fight a war
You don’t need me anymore
I suppose Rita Rose
Now that I’m back again
You want me to forget when
It was me that you chose
Just who are you trying to expose
I suppose Rita Rose
Everybody knows
I ran out on you
I suppose Rita Rose
You’ve already chose
A good alibi too
I suppose Rita Rose
It’s all spelled out in prose
What I’m supposed to do
Well I got news for you
I got feeling too
I’ll just turn around
Both feet on the ground
And walk away from you
poem by Alfred Ramos
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Suppose We Should Feel Happy
Suppose we should feel happy for to live another day
When one more wealthy person by the reaper called away
Into the life hereafter if there be such a thing
Who can say of this paradise where happy angels sing.
Suppose we should feel happy though circumstance we curse
We may not have much money though things could be far worse
And we ought to count our blessings for our good gift of health
Though it would seem a bonus to add to that some wealth.
Suppose we should feel happy and we ought not complain
If we can't afford the roof repairs though it always leaks in rain
This is the Christian principle 'be happy with your lot'
But how can you feel happy if money you haven't got? .
Suppose you should feel happy though the rent is overdue
And the landlord for his payment is pressurizing you
And your fridge is almost empty and not much food left to eat
And you and your wife and two young children might soon be on the street.
Suppose we should feel happy though we are in the red
And we can't sleep for worrying we toss and turn in bed
And the refrigerator is empty and the child cry to be fed
And suppose we should feel happy 'those words are easily said'.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I Am Suppose to Be Vain
I am suppose to be vain.
You know...
Someone who loves to be on stage.
Because of an exterior presence.
I have been told I am handsome.
So naturally I want the attention.
I am suppose to be vain.
You know...
Someone who speaks, walks
And chew gum at the same time.
With a detectable intelligence too?
Seeking adulation,
That's all I am suppose to do.
I am suppose to be vain.
Because I choose to work hard.
And apply my abilities.
Since I am extremely dedicated,
To my capable creativity.
And it seems I do all of this effortlessly...
I am suppose to be vain!
'WELL...
Are you? '
I am biased!
Not vain.
There is a huge difference between the two.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Suppose There Is a Valid Reason?
Do I forgive those who knowingly deceive?
No!
'Suppose it's their first time?
Suppose there is a valid reason?
Suppose there is a good excuse,
As to why they do it?
Sup...
Hello?
Hello?
You still there?
Can you hear me?
Is anybody there?
Hello...? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Angels
Angels..
do you believe in angels?
do angels believe in you?
which question, the more sensible?
suppose angels
to know greatly more than us..
suppose, that’s why they’re there…
suppose, they know space is not fully real:
enter it knowingly, to deliver us
a holy message, wearing whiteness, light,
which would announce them
truthful, good of all good, and beautiful..
suppose, they know time is not fully real:
enter it knowingly, to deliver us
a message that’s eternal, phrased
in terms of human life, direct, immediate;
suppose them, to be untroubled
by human frailty: knowing all
they need to know; messengers
of love beyond all love;
rejoicing in the heavenly joy
of living under perfect law..
suppose… suppose…
that all this living metaphor,
so recognisable to human mind,
lives in each human heart..
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Suppose
Suppose, my dear, that you were I
And by your side your sweetheart sate;
Suppose you noticed by and by
The distance 'twixt you were too great;
Now tell me, dear, what would you do?
I know--and so do you.
And when (so comfortably placed)
Suppose you only grew aware
That that dear, dainty little waist
Of hers looked very lonely there;
Pray tell me sooth--what would you do?
I know, and so do you.
When, having done what I just did
With not a frown to check or chill,
Suppose her red lips seemed to bid
Defiance to your lordly will;
Oh, tell me, sweet, what would you do?
I know, and so do you.
poem by Eugene Field
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Please Tell Me I'm Dreaming
Wake me up
I must be in a dream
Wake me up
I'm not where Im suppose to be
Please save me from this aweful dream
Cuz I'm not where Im suppose to be and it's scaring me
Wake me up from this never ending nightmare
Make it stop
Cause I'm stuck in Oz with Dorothy
And I wanna go home, but theres no red shoes in site
Wake me up from this hell I'm dreaming of
Please save me
Don't you think Ive have enought
Can you please turn off the on switch
I would be very grateful
But whatever you do dont tell me I'm not dreaming
poem by Brandi Young
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Are You The New Person, Drawn Toward Me?
ARE you the new person drawn toward me?
To begin with, take warning--I am surely far different from what you
suppose;
Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal?
Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover?
Do you think the friendship of me would be unalloy'd satisfaction?
Do you think I am trusty and faithful?
Do you see no further than this façade--this smooth and tolerant
manner of me?
Do you suppose yourself advancing on real ground toward a real heroic
man?
Have you no thought, O dreamer, that it may be all maya, illusion?
poem by Walt Whitman
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Are You the New Person Drawn Toward Me?
Are you the new person drawn toward me?
To begin with take warning, I am surely far different from what you suppose;
Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal?
Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover?
Do you think the friendship of me would be unalloy'd satisfaction?
Do you think I am trusty and faithful?
Do you see no further than this facade, this smooth and tolerant
manner of me?
Do you suppose yourself advancing on real ground toward a real heroic man?
Have you no thought O dreamer that it may be all maya, illusion?
poem by Walt Whitman
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On Kissing Oneself
a cat licks its own
paws and
body
self-cleansing
i suppose
the waves of the
sea kiss
its own shores
nature's course
i suppose
a dog chases
its own tail
instincts perhaps
i still suppose so
and when i say
i kiss myself
as you kiss yourself
too
my lips licking my
own palms
your tongue
tasting the salt
in your fingers
nothing narcissistic
i suppose
it is the possibility
when all love fails
self-love
self healing
a way of sensing
the exits
through
the labyrinths
of our illusions
will that be wrong
my friend?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Whats Life
i thought life was not suppose to be like this
i thought life was not suppose to be so hard
i thought life was not suppose to be so crazy
life is so hard for a young girl to be going through
life life life can someone tell me whats life
poem by Shanicka Mcdougald
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A Schoolmaster
My English teacher was a silly old man
Who referred to me once as an 'insubordinate young pup'!
I suppose we all do the best that we can
And he tried his share of bringing me up.
But the man was a tyrant, there's no doubt about that,
A type that you found in those old boarding schools,
Living all alone in some crummy old flat,
A boring old fart and a stickler for rules.
He'd get in a fury if we made too much noise,
But us youngsters soon had the measure of him,
He was just a sick pervert who fancied young boys
And fondled his balls when we played in the gym! !
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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The Doughboy's Horace
Horace: Book III, Ode 9
"Donec eram gratus tibi--"
HORACE, PVT. --TH INFANTRY, A.E.F., WRITES:
While I was fussing you at home
You put the notion in my dome
That I was the Molasses Kid.
I batted strong. I'll say I did.
LYDIA, ANYBURG U.S.A., WRITES:
While you were fussing me alone
To other boys my heart was stone.
When I was all that you could see
No girl had anything on me.
HORACE:
Well, say, I'm having some romance
With one Babette, of Northern France.
If that girl gave me the command
I'd dance a jig in No-Man's Land.
LYDIA:
I, too, have got a young affair
With Charley--say, that boy is there!
I'd just as soon go out and die
If I thought it'd please that guy
HORACE:
Suppose I can this foreign wren
And start things up with you again?
Suppose I promise to be good?
I'd love you Lyd. I'll say I would.
LYDIA:
Though Charley's good and handsome--oh, boy!
And you're a stormy fickle doughboy,
So give the Hun his final whack,
And I'll marry you when you come back.
poem by Franklin P. Adams
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Why When How
Do
do do do doooooo
dooo doooo
oooo
mmmmm
You're still captivating
even though it's been so long
you used to love me
tell me baby what went wrong
cuz now you march to a beat of a different song
I try to understand that we needed space
but everywhere i turn I see your face
and I've been wating for you to come home
cuz i don't want to be alone
Still Love you
Why did you take away your love
When did you think to just give up
How am i suppose to carry on now
with you
you were my life
I have changed girl since i last saw you
when you left you don't know what you put me through
But my heart still racing just being next to you
I can't escape the magic in your eyes
Is there a way to make you realize
There is no one more special to my heart
but you want us to be apart
Still Love
Why did you take away your love
when did you think to just give up
How am i suppose to carry on now
with you
You were my world
You ment everything to me
Your the air i breathe,
the song I sing
You were my queen
I was your King
But if we can try to work it out
We'll show the world what love is about
Baby come home
cuz I can't no more
of this loneliness and emptiness
Why did you take away your love
When did you think to just give up
how am i suppose to carry on now
without you
Why did you take away your love
when did you think to just give up
how ami suppose to carry on
without you
you were my life
song performed by by Justin Timberlake
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Easy Way Out
You'll take advantage, till you think you're being used
'Cause without an enemy your anger gets confused
And I got stuck on a side you know I never chose
But it's all about
Taking the easy way out for you
I suppose
There's no escape for you, except in someone else
Although you've already disappeared within yourself
The invisible man, who's always changing clothes
It's all about
Taking the easy way out for you
I suppose
While I watch you making mistakes
I wish you luck, I really do
With the problem, with the puzzle
Whatever's left of you
I heard you found another audience to bore
Creative thinker, you imagined you were more
A new body for you to push around and pose
It's all about taking the easy way out for you
I suppose
It's all about taking the easy way out for you
I suppose
song performed by by Elliott Smith
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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