God expects more honour than
from a son to his father
and slave to his master
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Ch 05 On Love And Youth Story 02
It is said that a gentleman possessed a slave of exquisite beauty, whom he regarded with love and affection. He nevertheless said to a friend: ‘Would that this slave of mine, with all the beauty and good qualities he possesses, had not a long and uncivil tongue!’ He replied: ‘Brother, do not expect service, after professing friendship; because when relations between lover and beloved come in, the relations between master and servant are superseded’:
When a master with a fairy-faced slave
Begins to play and to laugh
What wonder if the latter coquets like the master
And the gentleman bears it like a slave?
A slave is to draw water and make bricks.
A pampered slave will strike with the fist.
Slave 2 The System
Slave) {repeat in song}
Slave, yeah {x2}
Slave 2 the system here before I was born
Slave 2 the master, workin' me till I'm worn
The only penthouse I can count on's a big black ball and chain
Slave 2 the system, the future's all arranged
Oh, U better fetch that water, boy {x2}
Slave 2 the system
Thompson's my last name, but my daddy's name is Lloyd
The farther back I trace it, the more it becomes null and void
All my life I've struggled just 2 be called a boy
Slave 2 the system, oh what a joy
Oh, U better fetch that water, boy
Hell if I do!
(Oh, U better fetch that water, boy)
Oh, I'm just a slave 2 the system
Here before I was born
Slave 2 the master, workin' me till I'm worn
Slave 2 the system
song performed by by Prince
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The slave loves his master
It is a pleasure
For a master to command his slave.
It is a pleasure
For a slave to attend his master’s call.
The difference is
That the slave’s pleasure is for love.
30.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Ode to Death
in the end
we all bid
farewell
to ourselves
in the cold
the world a stage
everybody has
to play no,
not Shakespeare's
suggested single role
but a double role
master and slave
this physique
that stoically
bids us
do its chores
for all its needs
physical, spiritual
the most exacting partner
one would ever get
a quiet stoic bullier
and after all the slavery tasks
the master leaves
the slave in the cold
a cold that freezes
in the finest of weather
without the snow
the blizzard
deep into everybody's heart, soul
the master and slave
a marriage made in heaven
till death do us part
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A Slave Wants To Be So
A slave is a slave as he is in love.
As slave he’s assured that he is secure.
His master can be a possessive wife,
A caring mother or a beloved child.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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all have one Heavenly Father
all have one teacher, Christ Lord
a slave can’t become Master
quote by by John Celes
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Master Of Origami We Honour
master of origami folding many coloured
pieces of paper into objects of appealing interest
animals people flowers mysterious artifacts
respect and honour are given master creator
in Japan an artist is honoured respect is due
no cretin comments “imagine a grown man
sitting around all day folding pieces of paper”
this is not New Zealand where a master poet
is ignored condemned by creatures of contempt
master of origami we honour wonder in your eyes
poem by Terence George Craddock
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My Patron
My patron expects me to be resounding and basic,
In the fulfilment of my best wishes, the basics.
My patron is stronger than the slave of authority,
A service so strong is about with us, the slavery.
May the supporter of a good cause be virtuous,
And let him thrive forever in union with his master
And his great secret-holder, the book-person.
A servant of the crime is ready to pounce,
Offering me a coin of certain strength and size.
poem by Naveed Akram
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A father is a man who expects his son to be as good a man as he meant to be, A father is someone who carries pictures where his money used to be.
quote by Frank Howard Clark
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Slave girls on Gor address all free men as Master, though, of course only one such would be her true Master.
quote by John Norman
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A master can tell you what he expects of you. A teacher, though, awakens your own expectations.
quote by Patricia Neal
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Rescue The Slave
This song was composed while George Latimer, the fugitive slave, was
confined in Leverett Street Jail, Boston, expecting to be carried back
to Virginia by James B. Gray, his claimant.
Sadly the fugitive weeps in his cell,
Listen awhile to the story we tell;
Listen ye gentle ones, listen ye brave,
Lady fair! Lady fair! weep for the slave.
Praying for liberty, dearer than life,
Torn from his little one, torn from his wife,
Flying from slavery, hear him and save,
Christian men! Christian men! help the poor slave.
Think of his agony, feel for his pain,
Should his hard master e'er hold him again;
Spirit of liberty, rise from your grave,
Make him free, make him free, rescue the slave.
Freely the slave master goes where he will;
Freemen, stand ready, his wishes to fulfil,
Helping the tyrant, or honest or knave,
Thinking not, caring not, for the poor slave.
Talk not of liberty, liberty is dead;
See the slave master's whip over our head;
Stooping beneath it, we ask what he craves,
Boston boys! Boston boys! catch me my slaves.
Freemen, arouse ye, before it's too late;
Slavery is knocking, at every gate,
Make good the promise, your early days gave,
Boston boys! Boston boys! rescue the slave.
poem by Anonymous Americas
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Lord of the Flies
Oh Master my Master
Oh where have you been
I wallowed in filth and
I drowned in sin
Oh Master my Master
It's my rotten luck
To swim in the decay
And swallow the muck
Oh Master my Master
I stand in the fires
Surrounded by murderers
Thieves, cheaters, and liars
Oh Master my Master
the earth has turned red
Fluid with blood
Of the recently dead
Oh Master my Master
What's wrong with the world
The blackness unfolds
Like a flag that's unfurled
Oh Master my Master
You ignore my cries
And now I'm quite sure
You're the Lord of the Flies
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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Like Father Like Son
Written by: elton john/tim rice
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Dont come on so cocksure boy, you cant escape your genes
No point in feeling purer boy, your background intervenes
Listen good and listen straight, youre not the master of your fate
To this you must be reconciled, youll always be your fathers child
At times acclaimed, at times reviled
You wind up doing just what Ive done
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Dont assume your vices get handed down the line
That a parents blood suffices to condemn the childs design
Ive done wrong, I cant deny, but at least I know that i
Shouldnt blame that on my stock, this may come as quite a shock
But Im no chip off any block, I wouldnt wish those words on anyone
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Son, youre nervous, take my hand
All is settled, all is planned
Youve got the world at your command
I dont think you understand
Just have the slave if you must, and be done with her
Dont ever speak of her like that again
I appreciate too well, the squalor at which you excel
It isnt very hard to tell, evils a distinctive smell
From this day on I choose my own way
If I choose to be with aida, then I will be
And no one, not you, not even the gods can stop me
Hes lost all sense of reason, and why some foreign slut
Not only is that treason, some doors are slamming shut
Just like me, hes found that flesh can excite but will it mesh
Watch me rid him of this blight, once the harlots out of sight
Then I think he will see the light
He wont walk back to daddy, he will run
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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Hold yourself responsible for a higher standard than anybody else expects of you. Never excuse yourself. Never pity yourself. Be a hard master to yourself - and be lenient to everybody else.
quote by Henry Ward Beecher
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If a nation expects to be ignorant and free, in a state of civilization, it expects what never was and never will be.
quote by Thomas Jefferson
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For, he that expects nothing shall not be disappointed, but he that expects much - if he lives and uses that in hand day by day - shall be full to running over.
quote by Edgar Cayce
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I just do not expect anything
today or any other day
the less one expects
the less disappointed
one becomes
On second thoughts...
one becomes
what one expects?
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Father Of Night
Father of night, father of day,
Father, who taketh the darkness away,
Father, who teacheth the bird to fly,
Builder of rainbows up in the sky,
Father of loneliness and pain,
Father of love and father of rain.
Father of day, father of night,
Father of black, father of white,
Father, who build the mountain so high,
Who shapeth the cloud up in the sky,
Father of time, father of dreams,
Father, who turneth the rivers and streams.
Father of grain, father of wheat,
Father of cold and father of heat,
Father of air and father of trees,
Who dwells in our hearts and our memories,
Father of minutes, father of days,
Father of whom we most solemnly praise.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Jones The Rhythm
Rhythm is both the songs manical and its demoinc charge.
It is the original breath , it is the whisper of unremitting demand.
What do you still want to be said of the singer?
What do you think you can still draw from my lips?
Exact presence that no fantasy can represent.
Purveyor of the old secret, alive with the blood that boils again,
And is pulsing where the rhythm is torn apart.
How your singers blood is incensed at the depth of sound.
Lacerations echo in the mouths open erotic sky where dance together,
The lost trenches of rythm and an imploring immobility...
Ladies and gentlemen...miss grace jones...jones the rhythm.
Slave!!
Slave to the rhythm, dance to the rhythm,
Axe to wood in ancient times, man machine production line,
The fire burns, with heart beats strong,
Sing out loud, the chaing gang song.
Never stop the action, keep it up, keep it up,
Never stop the action, keep it up, keep it up.
Slave to the rhythm, dance to the rhythm,
The rhythm...master...master.
Never stop the action, keep it up,
Never stop the action, keep it up, keep it up.
Slave to the rhythm, work to the rhythm,
Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm.
Slave to the rhythm,
Dance to the rhythm, live to the rhythm,
Slave to the rhythm, work...to the rhythm,
To the rhythm, work to the rhythm, to the rhythm.
Slave, slave,
To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm.
*grace: oh thats weird [laughs].*
*interviewer: grace jones, welcome.*
*grace: thank you paul [laughs], if youre wondering whats wrong with my voice I just choked on my saliva...so...[laughs].*
*interviewer: now obviously, youre in the bond movie...*
song performed by by Grace Jones
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