an imperfect world
where vices predominate
prefers inequality and injustice
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As Far As My Eye Can See In My Body’s Senses
All the trees all their branches all of their leaves
The grass at the foot of the rocks and the houses en masse
Far off the sea that your eye bathes
These images of day after day
The vices the virtues so imperfect
The transparency of men passing among them by chance
And passing women breathed by your elegant obstinacies
Your obsessions in a heart of lead on virgin lips
The vices the virtues so imperfect
The likeness of looks of permission with eyes you conquer
The confusion of bodies wearinesses ardours
The imitation of words attitudes ideas
The vices the virtues so imperfect
Love is man incomplete
poem by Paul Eluard
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Imperfectly
Can I help it if Im not neat
If there were creeps before you
How can I help you if I am weak?
If I dont know how to help me
But I love you, I love you
Imperfect, imperfect, imperfectly
I love you imperfect, imperfect, imperfectly
Can I help it if Im high strung
If I was born with a sharp tongue
Will you marry me if I stay sweet?
If I am the one with the cold feet
I love you, I love you
Imperfect, imperfect, imperfectly
I love you imperfect, imperfect imperfectly
I love you imperfect, imperfect, imperfectly
Imperfectly, imperfectly, imperfectly, imperfectly
Imperfectly, imperfectly, imperfectly
song performed by by Veruca Salt
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And it also became clear that these conditions of inequality and historical injustice have given rise to a feeling of hate in the world - a deeply felt hate that cannot easily be overcome with a few good words.
quote by Ulrich Beck
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The Other One Needs
She's nothing but a bad boy,
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
She's nothing but a bad boy,
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
And he prefers that over others.
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
She's nothing but a bad boy,
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
She's nothing but a bad boy,
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
He's nothing but a whatever he wants to be.
He lives,
And breathes...
From a different,
Reality.
She's nothing but a bad boy,
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
And he prefers that over others.
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
She's nothing but a bad boy,
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
And he prefers that over others.
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
And they got exactly what...
The other one needs.
She's nothing but a bad boy,
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
And he prefers that over others.
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
And they got exactly what...
The other needs.
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
The other one needs.
Oh boy.
Oh boy!
Oh boy...
The other one needs.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We're imperfect people trapped in an imperfect world until we get to that place beyond.
quote by Kathie Lee Gifford
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Mankind's Greatest Failure
human failures...
war, poverty, hunger,
inequality, injustice,
enslavement, loss.....
and war leads to all of these.
greed, power, abuse,
apathy, fear, lies....
all cause war!
inability to communicate,
prejudice, righteous fervor...
allow wars to continue...
war!
mankind's greatest failure!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Racism And Rank
Racism and Rank are humanity's shame
All people should be equal and the same
But in my lifetime this will never be
In the Human World of inequality
The person born into a so called royal family
Should be no more equal than the likes of you and me
But human society is not structured in this way
And such is life as some are known to say
The facts tell us so and facts do never lie
That human beings are mortals and all born to die
The billionaire like the pauper to the Reaper's scythe must fall
Eventually death comes to one and all
In the Human World inequality of Rank and Race
Seems sad to say will always have a place.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I think it has other roots, has to do, in part, with a general anxiety in contemporary life... nuclear bombs, inequality of possibility and chance, inequality of goods allotted to us, a kind of general racist, unjust attitude that is pervasive.
quote by Leonard Baskin
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Sonnet: Forgiveness
Revenge, if o’er-come by Forgiveness be,
What a wonderful world it turns truly!
Forgive your neighbor first and only then,
You expect God’s Forgiveness for Heaven.
Forgiving foes is not an easy task;
’Tis not like wearing for face, heart new mask;
Forgiving’s better than seeking revenge;
Learn this great wisdom and do not avenge.
The world we live in is imperfect, oh!
To injustice, we have to sometimes bow;
Taking revenge can’t solve all our matters;
Love, Forgiveness always never falters.
Love is thy weapon, O victimized man!
Forgive neighbors like Almighty, human!
poem by John Celes
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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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We make a ladder for ourselves of our vices, if we trample those same vices underfoot.
quote by Saint Aurelius Augustine
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Upon the Silent Woman
Hear, you bad writers, and though you not see,
I will inform you where you happy be:
Provide the most malicious thoughts you can,
And bend them all against some private man,
To bring him, not his vices, on the stage;
Your envy shall be clad in some poor rage,
And your expressing of him shall be such,
That he himself shall think he hath no touch.
Where he that strongly writes, although he mean
To scourge but vices in a laboured scene,
Yet private faults shall be so well express'd
As men do get 'em, that each private breast,
That finds these errors in itself, shall say,
'He meant me, not my vices, in the play.'
poem by Francis Beaumont
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We make ourselves a ladder out of our vices if we trample the vices themselves underfoot.
quote by Saint Augustine
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In oratory the will must predominate.
quote by David Hare
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Sonnet- No Man Is Perfect
Which man, a perfect Being, calls himself?
When imperfect, the world seems naturally;
And more so when he is after more pelf;
And labels others, 'imperfect' freely.
All men are deficient in many ways,
Yet, point their fingers to the ones around;
They try to mask their own unsteady base;
Superior ones, they even try to hound.
But talents are God-given gifts to men;
In quantities, differing 'midst earthlings;
To -develop them, depends on our own ken;
None prevents you from wearing many rings.
Why blame others when you are blameworthy?
Why jealous be, when you are more ‘filthy’?
poem by John Celes
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War on Injustice
You think you slick,
you think you slippery,
yet we going to get you.
No matter where you from
no matter where you hide:
behind the collar,
behind the stripes,
behind the color,
we going to fight you.
Just so you know,
Injustice,
this is war.
Your skin can't trick me.
Your speech can't fool me.
And your bars can't hold me.
If you are white,
if you are black,
brown or yellow
just so you know,
Injustice,
this is war.
If you a baby killer,
a woman beater,
ethnic cleanser,
or a Jew hater:
we are going to fight you:
with pens,
with fasting,
with prayers,
We are going to fight you:
with love,
with the body and the blood.
Just so you know,
Injustice,
this is war.
We are not going to sit at the corner
while you take us to the coroner:
we keep the land,
we keep the peace,
we keep Jerusalem,
we keep the temples.
Just so you know,
Injustice,
this is war.
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Tempered Perfection
It was God's greatest gift
'Imperfection'
something God does lack
But in his image
we stand
imperfect
and in the
'unification'
of the perfect
and the imperfect
'tempered Perfection
poem by Midnights Voice
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The Silence Of Indifference
if we do not write about rape issues
sensitive issues volatile issues explosive issues
if we do not voice our condemnation outrage
we then by default support these evils
with the silence of our indifference
with the silence of our fear cowardice
with our refusal to fight against injustice
with our refusal to fight prejudice inequality
with our refusal to fight for dignity for all humanity
poem by Terence George Craddock
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By the 2030s, the nonbiological portion of our intelligence will predominate.
quote by Ray Kurzweil
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Perfect? ? ?
I am a creature
of the light.
who prefers to cast no shadow,
nor enter a fight.
Yet life forces you
to take descisions,
and face
the impending implications.
There was such a fight
which I was made to contest,
where only might was right,
a thing I strongly detest.
The rules were few,
the tricks too many.
I was asked to gamble dollars,
when all I had was a penny.
I tried to retain
my precious principles
ignoring that in politics,
ther's no place for scruples.
'When in Rome,
do like the Romans do'
so the world preached
which I didn't listen to.
Being the obstinate mule that I am,
I fought the fight my way.
And now on losing, I realise,
Might's right at the end of the day.
Do principles work?
I ponder.
And as the question remains unanswered,
I wonder.
So do I abandon,
the old-fashioned timeworn morals?
And cunningly outsmart the world,
to win all it's laurels?
In this imperfect place,
when you strive to be perfect,
is it so impossible,
that it can be called a defect?
I am a creature
of the light.
Engulfed by darkness,
with no hope in sight.
poem by Dipti Date Gokhale
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