Professor Newcomer
Everyone laughed at Col. Prichard
For buying an engine so powerful
That it wrecked itself, and wrecked the grinder
He ran it with.
But here is a joke of cosmic size:
The urge of nature that made a man
Evolve from his brain a spiritual life --
Oh miracle of the world! --
The very same brain with which the ape and wolf
Get food and shelter and procreate themselves.
Nature has made man do this,
In a world where she gives him nothing to do
After all -- (though the strength of his soul goes round
In a futile waste of power.
To gear itself to the mills of the gods) --
But get food and shelter and procreate himself!
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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Food, Clothing, Money, Shelter, and...
Food, clothing, money and shelter
I have them all
Why is this heaviness in life
Why is it to be hauled?
Food, clothing, money and shelter
are all requirements of my body
While pursuing all these material necessities
I forgot to feed my soul.
An engine needs fuel to be propelled
Soul needs a goal
Without goal the life is empty
Goal makes the life whole.
No goal means no life
Worry and fear cloud the soul
To live life to the fullest
I need to have something in the morning
to wake up for.
poem by Anshul Gupta
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The Miracle
Words and music by queen
Every drop of rain that falls in sahara desert says it all
Its a miracle
All gods creations great and small
The golden gate and the taj mahal
Thats a miracle
Test tube babies being born
Mothers,fathers dead and gone
Its a miracle
Were having a miracle on earth
Mother nature does it all for us
The wonders of this world go on
The hanging gardens of babylon
Captain cook and cain and able
Jimi hendrix to the tower of babel
Its a miracle its a miracle its a miracle
Its a miracle
The one thing were all waiting for is peace on earth - an end
To war
Its a miracle we need - the miracle
The miracle were all waiting for today
If every leaf on every tree could tell a story that would be a
Miracle
If every child on every street had clothes to wear and food to
Eat
Thats a miracle
If all gods people could be free to live in perfect harmony
Its a miracle
Were having a miracle on earth
Mother nature does it all for us
Open hearts and surgery
(wonders of this world go on)
Sunday mornings with a cup of tea
Super powers always fighting
But mona lisa just keeps on smiling
Its a miracle its a miracle its a miracle
(wonders of this world go on)
Its a miracle its a miracle its a miracle
Its a miracle
The one thing (the one thing) were all waiting for (were all
Waiting for)
Is peace on earth (peace on earth) and an end to war (an end
To war)
Its a miracle we need - the miracle
The miracle peace on earth and end to war today
That time will come one day youll see when we can all be
Friends
That time will come one day youll see when we can all be
Friends
That time will come one day youll see when we can all be
Friends
That time will come one day youll see when we can all be
Friends
song performed by by Queen
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Why Man (Woman) , Why?
When ruthless crocodiles take care
Of their young ones with love,
By giving them a free lift,
Within their mouths to lake,
Why do some human beings
Kill their unborn offspring
That grows within the womb?
When birds can feed their young ones
By regurgitating
Food, brought across some miles,
Appeasing their hunger,
Why shouldn’t all human beings
Stop giving lame excuses
And rear all children God-given?
When beasts bring forth their progeny
With duty, love and harmony,
And rear them all with care untold,
Why do some human beings
Make their hearts and minds so cold,
And murder unborn babies,
Waiting to be born into
The world, Almighty-made?
When beasts know that ‘heterosex’
Is one natural, God-made,
To procreate, participate
In Maker’s plan, pre-set,
Why do a few men prefer same sex,
A perversion that
Can’t ever procreate?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-7-2010
poem by John Celes
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Thirteen Lines
A brain peered through stoic eyes;
Yet all it saw was rendered into
Flawed interpretation –
No honoured contemplation of a
Gluon, muon, quark of any flavour;
Nor a vision or conception of its world
Within a universe anthropic in its physical laws,
Inside a boundless multiverse.
All it gleaned and modelled
Bore parochialism well beyond belief! –
Delusional perhaps.
Survival only matters here on planet Earth –
Evolution saw to that.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Hunger: The Cruelty Of Not Eating.
No man should go without food, no man
Should die because the stomach failed to
Digest solids and juice; we are all powerful human
Beings able to predict weather patterns as the
Gods themselves... Why should your neighbor
Die when you eat... Why should humanity perish
For food, why then do we have wars; never die
Due to food, help the world feed the world.
poem by Clive M.C.N
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To Seek Food
Hunger is to seek food,
Food has one eye and one ear.
The food we abstain from are the heads,
The food is caring over us, and we maintain
Our lives with the food of the day.
Liquors are taken as food,
With a brain too bright,
A table and a cook is required,
Forming my life as a whole.
poem by Naveed Akram
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A free Park
that's the brain?
a stage set for the gods
to embark on their strategies
to be close to the soul and man
a free park nature roots itself
to grow in and out of us
that's the brain? nature's
handiwork, the weight
of its spirit and intelligence
at work, at work
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A Food For Everything!
Meals are the food for the body;
Knowledge is the food for the mind;
Meditation is the food for the spirit;
Music is the food for the love of heart;
Dreams are the food for the consciousness;
Prayer is the food for the Almighty;
Love is the food for the living heart;
Thoughts are the food for the brain;
Colourful ink is the food for the pen;
Ideas are the food for the stories;
Truth is the food for the will;
Sun’s energy is the food for the plants;
Plants are the food for the living beings;
But one man’s food is another man’s poison!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Is He Mad?
Who is he, lonely sitting and thinking
wandering all around as no one around
no shelter nor food but he stood
with clothes, never I used before.
Food, every afternoon I see him looking,
wondered, is he born this way?
is he really without any or made to?
but sure, should be well before.
Many passed him unnoticed after,
but a stop and look from me
might made him think me a strange,
strange really is, others think him
Mad, who Mad really are!
poem by P. Ashok Kumar
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Web
As I walk through the coldness,
You feel the savoury warmth.
Your sweet engine will turn my tumours into gold.
The world has an illness.
It is a disease called man,
Crawl into the bitter skies of youth again.
You deserve better.
You deserve more.
I deserve nothing,
Arachnid shelter.
Images of paralysis.
Melancholic abrasions melt my nerves
I cherish the way you cleanse my troubled eyes.
Sever my memories.
in an abyss they freeze like my love
we have reached the pinnacle of infinity too soon.
You deserve better.
You deserve more.
I deserve nothing,
Arachnid shelter.
Arachnid shelter.
Now all I can trust is pain.
The clusters of pain feel so real,
Maybe one day I'll feel the heat of your sun again.
Slowly I suffocate.
stitch up my lungs and leave me sober,
I'll be thinking of you whilst aching for my last breath.
You deserve better.
You deserve more.
I deserve nothing.
Arachnid shelter.
Your sweet engine will turn my tumours into gold.
We will gulp 'til we are old,
T.H.C. brain,
Gold.
song performed by by Inme
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Food In The Mouth
The food encasing our mouth is the face,
And the face does express what is solid;
Governance is held in a house, that is the arena
We turn to for guidance and offspring.
The food of a life requires new meaning of events,
The gospel of the world is a revelation so sounding
Like the gorgon compared to the actual monster.
Good food is shelter as roofs are like sports,
The food of our face still handles me.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Futile
assimilate the night
they cut into your brain
they crack apart the skull
and stick the wires in
the computer releationship
a flame into the flesh
a cut into the brain
a cut runs in your face
you can't believe your head
you can't believe your eyes
nobody can escape
the futile assesment
the futile assesment
oh, futile
we're futile
futile
you're futile
futile religion
futile expression
your futile aggression
a futile obsession
oh, futile assasination
you'll faulter
your generation
your immoral futile assimilation
expressionation
annihilation
song performed by by Velvet Acid Christ
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Sonnet- God Is Very Just
What mortal sin, a beggar lame would do,
Denied of food and shelter, dress to wear?
He lives at the mercy of Nature too;
Diseases, problems that he cannot bear.
What mortal sins, the blind would dare to do?
They live in darkness, neglected, alone;
In vain, they try to 'see' God's Nature too,
Like you and me, for they are not of stone.
But mortal sins- the ones well-formed much do,
with intact senses, duping God and world;
Yet, Mother Nature seems to help them too;
Into the Pit of Hell, they will be hurled!
The handicapped and beggar will see God,
But not the 'Wholesome, sinful one' from clod.
poem by John Celes
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Man destroys, Nature salvages
How Nature creates life thats dear with ease?
How Nature sifts, selects, protects the best?
Yet, man creates, sometimes with new disease;
In ways, unheard of, costly, but with zest.
Yet, man destroys the human lives with ease;
And Nature too gets maimed beyond salvage;
Destruction too is done for mega fees;
Thus, Man lives in an earth, he turned his cage!
Who gave man rights to destroy his own race?
Who gave him this freedom to procreate?
And man has given earth a bizzare face;
Most sufferings, man-made will ne'er abate.
When will man know that life is good, precious?
When will man learn his ways are bad, vicious?
poem by John Celes
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I Never Thought I'd See The Day
you shed a shadow on my life
shed a shadow on a love
took the shelter out of my life
took the shelter of a lie
i could see it in your restless eyes
the truth i was hiding
the truth you could not disguise
but i never thought i'd see the day
i knew i'd need a miracle to make you stay
i knew
i needed
a miracle
and i never thought i'd see the day
you put a shadow on a love
took a shelter of a lie
took the shelter out of my life
i wish you could shelter me
shelter me now
i need a miracle
and i never thought i'd see the day
song performed by by Sade
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The Human Eye
God made the eye-
An extension of brain:
To see the beauty of all things,
He made.
God made the eye-
The mirror of the brain:
To show the mind’s beauty
Within.
God made the eye-
A camera:
To picture Nature’s lively snaps,
For man.
God made the eye-
A receiver:
To gather photic stimuli
For thought.
God made the eye-
Lovely:
To give expression to the face
Of man.
God made the eye-
For sight:
To perceive what the environs
Can give.
God made the eye-
For knowing world of good and bad:
To walk the roads in Heaven’s light,
On earth.
God made the eye-
For seeing light in dark alleys:
To look before one leaps in life
On earth.
God made the eye-
With two fine lids:
To prevent vice
From reaching mind.
God made the eye-
To see and feel:
The Omniscient Lord
Of creation.
God made the eye-
To know His love
And mercy great:
For man and beast.
God made the eye-
To see the light
Of Godliness
On earth’s terrain.
God made the eye-
To choose the road
That leads to Hell
Or to Heaven.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-22-2008
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Sun 4 The World
Forty million years ago
There was a boy called Leif
His skin was grey, his eyes were red
His tentacles counted five
Grown up in a normal house
His parents' beloved son
There never was the slightest sign
He'd be the chosen one
Leif (No!)
Help us (No!)
Shelter us
Shelter us
He turns into the
Sun for the world
Sun for the world
What would I say, would it be me
Sun for the world
Sun for the world
What would you do
Would it be you, my friend
Down on earth we see a star
Dying in its light
Then suddenly it all explodes
A new sun shines with Leif
Leif (No!)
Help us (No!)
Shelter us
Shelter us
He turns into the
Sun for the world
Sun for the world
What would I say, would it be me
Sun for the world
Sun for the world
What would you do
Would it be you, my friend
song performed by by Helloween
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Eating Disorder?
eating disorder, or is it?
it's eat or be eaten, you can't miss it,
that's the order of the disorder, border to border,
you're hooked to a food chain, hooked on a food train.
you come into this world, cut from a chord,
made from food, your overlord,
As decades roll by, food becomes you,
because you got to refuel to do what you do.
so you keep eating till you die,
(you just couldn't stay away from that last french fry,)
But don't you worry about who, what and why,
it's the cosmic menu, so don't cry.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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Recognition
He achieves and strives for more
More more and more
And there is no end to this more
This more has ulterior objectives in store
And there is no end to this more
Just as a donkey needs food
So does a man
Though science may challange
But a habit to me
Not strange
Mahatama has shown this world
And Buddha penanced to achieve invincible heights
Those whom you worship take no food
Purity you see in those statues
Guided by these myths
You achieve and take food
A step further is the obsession
Of clothing and shelter
This, to me an adaptation
Those creatures without brain
In the Arctic, in Tropics and down in the seas and deserts and there down in the Antartic
Haven't they adapted?
Why can't we
The brainy creatures
We often change our habits don't we
To meet our ends we often adapt
But adaption and change of habits will not meet our ends
A bit of recognition will change the entire trend.
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Overweight with Food
Are you just a tub of lard and
Vastly overweight?
Do you think that when you die you'll
Need a piano crate
To act as coffin for your frame? -
Chosen as you die in shame, with
Only you to take the blame
For years of eating much the same:
A daily calorific fest
Gourmands of your ilk digest!
Is your heart in final fling and
Nearly set to burst?
Are your arteries bunged and clogged and
Feeling now the worst
For wear? - your aneurysm fit to blow
While blood as thick as rising dough
Cries 'Halt! ' to any hope of flow:
A dreadful state to put on show
In front of any nurse!
Best you hail a hearse.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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