A Little Wine
No longer drink water but,
Drink a little wine for your stomach's sake;
I write so that you may know.
Don't be a novice,
You shall not steal;
I write so that you may learn.
On behalf of the Kings,
On behalf of the Queens,
On behalf of all who are in authority;
We brought nothing into this world and,
We will carry nothing out of it.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Near Though Far
Oh, my dear song-birds!
With melodic music of love,
Please vibrate her treasure-heart
Delicately and kindly
On behalf of me.
Oh, my dear breeze tender!
With flowers' balmy aroma,
Please caress her pink cheeks to shimmer
Softly and warmly
On behalf of me.
Oh, my dear a cup of tea!
With delicious taste after meal,
Please feel her rosy lips sweaty
Eagerly and charmingly
On behalf of me.
Oh, my dear water-drops clean!
With harmony touch enchanting,
Please embrace her cute skin
Assortedly and fascinatingly
On behalf of me.
Oh, my beloved!
Though we're far in distance,
Don't be afraid and depressed.
They'll make you vigilant.
When they try you to dab,
Just allow them as my agents.
poem by Aung Si Myanmar
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Committing genocide on behalf of an institution generates greater loyalty to it than merely getting people fired from their jobs on its behalf.
quote by John McCarthy
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The refusal to rest content, the willingness to risk excess on behalf of one's obsessions, is what distinguishes artists from entertainers, and what makes some artists adventurers on behalf of us all.
quote by John Updike
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The functions of the family in a highly differentiated society are not to be interpreted as functions directly on behalf of the society, but on behalf of personality.
quote by Talcott Parsons
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Our Soldiers
A loaf of bread inside his hat
The young soldier was found there
At the middle of the road
His pure body was laying down there alone
Ah adorable ones broken are our hearts
How an ugly an admiring fact
The difference between the both
The goodness and the Badness
The destruction and sacrifice
How can some destroy and steal lives
The existence of the both
Simply two extreme points
The darkness of the haters souls
And the lightened pure spirited souls
How if we look to the world through soldiers pure souls
How peaceful would be the world for whole
On behalf of protecting other's lives they sacrifice their lives
For their country's sake and for their prides
Our martyrs the heroes who deserve the heavens above
Those who sacrifice their precious lives on behalf of others pride
Will forever live in our hearts adorable precious ones
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Destination
This was like aspeech read on your behalf,
But the people around are like sheep without a shepherd;
And the first ever kiss you had in life is still in your mind.
Destination,
With heavy rainfall on the ice like your slippery love;
But the red column was part of your life.
I marvelled because of their unbelief,
And you marvelled because of my strength!
But this was like the speech read on your behalf.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Lotto And Louis
In my chains,
In my defence,
But with the affection of your love;
For my perceotions are like that of yours!
And, on behalf of you all i do write this message.
Lotto and Louis,
Motto and Morris,
But to the perfection of your love i do write out my muse;
For the rivalry among you are full of the motives of hate.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sassoon's Public Statement Of Defiance
'I am making this statement as an act of wilful defiance of military authority, because I believe the war is being deliberately prolonged by those who have the power to end it.
I am a soldier, convinced that I am acting on behalf of soldiers. I believe that this war, upon which I entered as a war of defence and liberation has now become a war of aggression and conquest. I believe that the purposes for which I and my fellow soldiers entered upon this war should have been so clearly stated as to have made it impossible to change them, and that, had this been done, the objects witch actuated us would now be attainable by negotiation.
I have seen and endured the suffering of the troops, and I can no longer be a party to prolong these sufferings for ends which I believe to be evil and unjust. I am not protesting against the conduct of the war, but against the political errors and insincerity's for which the fighting men are being sacrificed.
On behalf of those who are suffering now I make this protest against the deception which is being practised on them; also I believe that I may help to destroy the callous complacence with which the majority of those at home regard the continuance of agonies which they do not share, and which they have not sufficient imagination to realise.'
poem by Siegfried Sassoon
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A Poem To Change The World
I wish I could write a poem that would change the world
A world with barbwire fences
Try to cross and you get stuck
You get pinned and you can’t come back
Ya
If I could just write a poem that would take those barbwire fences down
I wish I could write a poem that would change the world
With spotlights that blind rather than show the way
You have to look away
With spots in your eyes you cannot see
Ya
If I could just write a poem that would turn those spot lights away
I wish I could write a poem that would change the world
Airplanes that get you there if you can pay the fair
If you’re poor, you will work hard but go no where
Those who fly, are they thankful to the sky
Ya
If I could just write a poem that would make this world fair
I wish I could write a poem that would change the world
What is worse is war
And it is over there, where we send our children
There is nothing here but fear
Ya
I wish I could write a poem that make that no more
How much longer will the birds and trees
have to put up with our dirty breeze
All the water in this world
someday none of it will be safe to drink
If I could just write a poem that would clean up this mess
poem by Roger Harkness
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From Mother To Daughter From Mother To Daughter.
Drink in some,
ice cold water little girl,
drink in some ice cold water,
some day you'll be big and strong,
but water will carry you all along.
Drink in some ice cold water little girl,
the day has been harsh to you,
the times are tough,
and getting rough,
but water will carry you though.
Drink in some ice cold water little girl,
although it's not getting easier,
refresh yourself,
from a nearby creek,
and maybe you'll see just what you need,
maybe water will show it to you.
Drink in some ice cold water little girl,
although you have grown much bigger,
you maybe be growing up strong and tall,
but water has carried you through.
Drink in some,
ice cold water little girl,
drink in some ice cold water,
some day you'll be big and strong,
but water will carry you all along.
poem by Sandra jacks
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This must not be loved
The Kite....
once I peep inside
and deep shadow day
and we must
keep it like cold drink
never love it
but she hate it katee
I feel a dancing mood of you
and night
I walk out of her shadow
and want to keep you free
you steal my heart katee
and I guess it to read
and I wish to write my poem here
you drink this night and we are free...
this must not be of lov
I steal your drink and peep your door
You guess it to write.......
''What does it mean what does it mean''
Your wallet not holds my photo again
How come each place I not go
and seems to have much better if we are free
We light candles stay up late
wish to kiss and hug...
and I write this for you dear
poem by Thampi KEE
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Questions
Write me what you're wearing! Is it warm?
Write me how you lie! Do you lie there softly?
Write me how you look! Is it still the same?
Write me what you're missing! Is it my arm?
Write me how you are! Have you been spared?
Write me what they're doing! Do you have enough courage?
Write me what you're doing! Is it good?
Write me, who are you thinking of? Is it me?
Freely, I've given you only my questions.
And I hear the answers, how they fall.
When you're tired, I can't carry it for you.
If you're hungry, I have nothing for you to eat.
And so now I leave the world
No longer there, as if I've forgotten you.
poem by Bertolt Brecht
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A Lovely Poem For You
once I peep inside
on a deep shadow night
and we must
keep it like a cock drink
and we never love it
but once you hate it katee
I feel you a dancing mood
and that night
I walk out of her shadow light
and want to keep you be free
you may steal my heart katee
and I guess it to read and your sweet look
and I wish to write my poem again here
you drink this night and we share it... free...
this must not be of our lov
I steal your drink and peep your door
You may guess it to write.......
''What does it mean what does it mean''
you shiver at night
Your wallet not holds my slim photo?
You not come each place I may not go
and seems to have much better if we are share again
We light one candles and like to stay up night
and wish to kiss
and I write this for you dear
poem by Thampi KEE
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Vamal
A terible tempest!
A strong rainstorm hit the area;
And, he stepped in,
But Vamal was his name! !
And like a beautiful handmade piece of an ivory work.
Drink no longer only water,
But use a little wine for your stomach's sake;
And stay indoors because of the storm! !
For you are like the credentials within my heart.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Jews
On behalf of Muslims
On behalf of Arabs
Jews
We worship the same God
We are relatives
So let us be friends
Spring is at the door
Let it be the Spring of Peace
Let it be today and forever
Let each pray in his place
We won't deny you your prayers
So don't deny us our prayers
Let's pray together
And also with Christians
And Christ
In the mother of Churches
It is a feast
A most beautiful feast
SO
PLEASE
Say YES to PEACE
I have FAITH
/Faith/
poem by Eman Elbadawi
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Grandpa's Wish
Oh I wonder when you wished your wish,
On behalf of your name's sake.
That a child would come and carry on,
Your name that follows Jake.
Oh patriarch you fathered a son,
And so heir one came to be.
Son heir one fathered him a son,
And heir two made Anderson three.
Oh I wonder when you wished your wish,
For another son to be bore.
To preserve the name you proudly bare,
With generations of men times four.
Only God thus knows if such a day comes,
When our name will cease to be.
But for now your legacy doth carry on;
Wish granted! Come see heir number three.
poem by Joseph M Anderson
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I Watch You Sleeping
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the flower that shattered the stone album, and has also been released on the stonehaven sunrise and the john denver collection - take
Ome, country roads albums.
I watch you sleeping little angel face
And on behalf of the human race
Welcome to this crazy place
I watch you sleeping innocent and free
I dont know what your dreams may be
You dont know what you mean to me
You have never heard thunder
You have never seen the rain
But you can still feel the wonder
You can still feel the pain
And sometimes you look at me
So wise and so sure
I could easily believe you have been here before
I watch you sleeping little angel face
And on behalf of the human race
Welcome to this crazy place
I wont be here forever
But as long as Im around
I promise you I will never let you down
To help make a world you can feel worthy of
I will teach you to fly on the wings of my love
I watch you sleeping brave and unaware
You dont know yet so you dont care
I want you to know its hard out there
I watch you sleeping little angel face
And on behalf of the human race
Welcome to this crazy place
I watch you sleeping
I watch you sleeping
I watch you sleeping
I watch you sleeping
I watch you sleeping
I watch you sleeping
Words and music by mike batt
song performed by by John Denver
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Toward the end of his life, one can sense that he was no longer thinking his way into the minds of others, causing them to speak on his behalf, but that he was now speaking for himself.
quote by Dietrich Fischer Dieskau
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I Write America (Revision)
I write America
in order to form a perfect union
assuming there is a union at all
and not just some Texas mama's boy
standing off to the side
watching it fall
for the strong
for the weak
and for those who refuse to speak
I hurt on their behalf
and for them
I write America.
I write America
the beautiful
conquered from sea to shining sea
known now only for the names
who 'discovered' it
Christopher Columbus and Amerigo Vespucci
who failed to realize
there were already people here
I always wondered
how you could discover something
that's already been discovered
for credit where credit is due
I write America.
I would continue to write America
but America responds only to threats
so instead I just watch America
I watch slices of the American Pie
devoured left and right
but all across the board
the skin tone in invariably white
I am the property of a nation
built on the countries it has conquered
and a heritage it will never own
until the day the American dream includes me
I just watch America.
poem by Harlequin Rose
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Lived In a Way That I Like
I am tired of providing someone else,
Entertainment.
Or become the subject of someone else's convenience.
There are those who react as if appalled...
If the hands on a clock does not stop for them!
And I am not loaning any tick tocking done in my behalf,
To anyone to prove a thing.
I've played both roles in a yesterday that has gone.
You know...
The Master of Ceremony with touches of comedy,
For someone momentarily bent out of shape.
And even though some may fine my lack of interest,
Offensive.
I've learned to walk away from that kind of mind play.
This is 'my' life!
And it will be lived in a way that I like!
Or...
Moved in a direction made without hesitation.
I am not loaning any tick tocking done in my behalf,
To anyone to prove a thing.
When lessons are learned it is best to use them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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