About The End Time
Trying to eat another human being raw! !
Cannibalism;
Heard in other parts of the world,
But it is all about the end time.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Tearaway
This eccentric young man,
Tear the flowers and tramples the petals.
He is a collector of butterflies for his morgue.
He holds his crude heart for cruelty.
This morass will lead the culprit to cannibalism?
If the world doesn't have a remedy for this epidemic disease
Better eradicate him before it spreads to the other human beings?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Pop Goes The World
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls,
Pop goes the world, by men without hats
Johnny played guitar, jenny played bass.
Name of the band is the human race.
Everybody tell me have you heard? pop goes the world.
Jenny played keyboard, johnny played drums,
Called little baby and a big bonhomme
Everybody tell me have you heard? pop goes the world.
It goes something like this: (p p p pop)
Johnny and jenny had a crazy dream,
See their pictures in a magazine.
Every little boy needs a girl.
Pop goes the world.
Jenny and johnny getting smart (it seems)
Made more money on a movie screen.
Every little nest needs a bird.
Pop goes the world.
One two three and four is five,
Everybody here is a friend of mine.
Whatever happened to the duke of earl?
Pop goes the world.
Six seven eight and nine is ten,
Send al gunn to see the doctor (ben)
Say what planet are we on? the third!
Pop goes the world.
And every time I wonder where the world went wrong,
End up lying on my face going ringy dingy ding dong
And every time I wonder if the world is right,
End up in some disco dancin all night & day.
Johnny played guitar, jenny played bass,
Name of the band is the human race.
Everybody tell me have you heard? pop goes the world.
Johnny played guitar, jenny played bass,
Aint nobody couldnt take their place.
Everybody tell me have you heard? pop goes the world.....
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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Still Human
Maybe I’m fierce and cold
Maybe I’m strong and powerful
Maybe I do something unforgivable
Maybe I act like I don’t have a heart
But I’m still human from many sides
Maybe I’m cynical to the world
Maybe I’m drowned in boredom
Maybe I live so much hypocrite lies
Maybe I want to end this existence
But I’m still human for many reasons
Maybe I’m worthless creature
Maybe I’m spoiled little rich child
Maybe I’m stubborn more than a stone
Maybe I’m an arrogant manipulative bastard
But I’m still human by many loves
Maybe I’m broken in thousand pieces
Maybe I rule my own world
Maybe I lost sense of sanity
Maybe I’m untouchable monster
But I’m still human in many parts
Maybe I don’t have any sweet memories
Maybe I never care anyone else
Maybe I wait something unreachable
Maybe I sacrifice all you ever know
But I’m still human till many moments
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Pulling myself together for M'lady Ann Beard
In dreams I can communicate
with disparate parts of me.
I’m learning to appreciate.
The frightening complexity
Of the different parts of me.
Which I must balance constantly
A task I must face every day
so they combine to make me, me..
I am a father and a son.
I am a brother and a friend.
The endless list goes on and on.
It seems as though it has no end.
Somehow I manage to control
at least the parts on public view.
The scattered parts which make the whole
But still conceal a thing or two.
The parts of me I need to change.
I’m sure I can do given time.
Some parts of me are weird and strange.
Like creatures from an earlier time.
The Id tries to assert its will.
The ego sure to disagree.
The super ego bids them both be still.
I just accept they’re part of me.
When other people look at me.
I wonder if they wonder too
If they can see reality.
I am not certain that I do.
Wednesday,02 December 2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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the Self
the self is a mountain
you can go exploring
some parts are not reachable
and some parts so riveting
you just wish to sing them songs
some parts are caves you can shout
and hear your own echoes
some parts are a make belief
haunted house you can frighten yourself with
some parts are chambers of
mysteries you can get lost on your own
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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For hundreds of years Iranians have been migrating to many parts of the world. They took Islamic culture to other parts of the world and established it there.
quote by Mahmoud Ahmadinejad
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXIX: Human
In this world everybody is said to have right to live
But to be treated as human sometimes killing the human inside
In this world everybody can love anybody they like
But to be treated as human you can’t fall to the wrong person
In this world everybody has special gift
But to be treated as human all should meet a cliché standard
In this world everybody stands in the same position
But to be treated as human the order comes first before the law
In this world everybody could hold any religion
But to be treated as human nobody should have another God
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Spare Parts
Booby said hed pull out bobby stayed in
Janey had a baby wasnt any sin
They were set to marry on a summer day
Bobby got scared and he ran away
Jane moved in with here ma out on shawnee lake
She sighed ma sometimes my whole life feels like one big mistake
She settled in in a back room time passed on
Later that winter a son came along
Spare parts and broken hearts
Keep the world turnin around
Now janey walked that baby across the floor night after night
But she was a young girl and she missed the party lights
Meanwhile in south texas in a dirty oil patch
Bobby heard about his son bein born and swore he wasnt ever goin back
Spare parts and broken hearts
Keep the world turnin around
Janey heard about a woman over in calverton
Put her baby in the river let the river roll on
She looked at her boy in the crib where he lay
Got down on her knees cried till she prayed
Mist was on the water low run the tide
Janey held her son down at the riverside
Waist deep in water how bright the sun shone
She lifted him in her arms and carried him home
As he lay sleeping in her bed janey took a look around at everything
Went to a drawer in her bureau and got out her old engagement ring
Took out her wedding dress tied that ring up in its sash
Went straight down to the pawn shop man and walked out with some good
Cold cash
Spare parts and broken hearts
Keep the world turnin around
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Human Touch
Everybodys talking to computers,
Theyre all dancing to a drum machine
I know Im living on the outside
Scared of getting caught between
Im so cool and calculated alone in the modern world
But sally has a hard time holding back
The alley to her heart is a beaten track
Shes got the love monkey riding on her back
We all need the human touch
We all need the human touch
I need it the human touch
We all need the human touch
We all need it, and I need it too
You know, I got my walls, sally calls them prison cells
Sometimes I need protection, Ive got the chains
I got the warning bells
I sit so snug and isolated alone in the modern world
But sally has a hard time holding back
The alley to her heart is a beaten track
Shes never out of love, yeah shes got the knack
Youve got love I want it, come on girl
We all need the human touch
We all need the human touch
I need it the human touch
We all need the human touch
We all need it, and I need it too
Human touch
Human touch
Human touch
Human touch
Im so scared and isolated in the modern world
We all need
We all need the human touch
We all need the human touch
We all need the human touch
I need it the human touch
We all need human touch
I need it the human touch
We all need it, and I need it too
Human touch
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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For the first time not
For the first time
I was part of authorities
Being an ear at them
Debating about my sisters
Death maker
For the first time
We sit on the wooden
Chairs of the court
For the first time
We pleasure the environment
Of the law
But…
Not for the first time
I heard the price
Of a human being soul
Not for the first time
I saw a bartering system
Of a humans soul with cash
Not for the first time
The house of law
Is being paid for the
Murdering of a human being
Not for the first time
A murder is more innocent
Than a thief
“Strange isn’t it?
poem by Zama Ashley Helebe
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Sonnet: Whither Love Of Fellowmen?
The world is vast and yet has become small;
Our travel-time has dropped so markedly;
Tele-communication’s boon to all;
We tend to do both good and things deadly.
The world has shrunk and so have human hearts!
Their minds are selfish; Ego rules their acts;
Diseased is heart, mind, soul and body-parts;
Each human face is masked; disguised are facts.
Great things that Science affords are used to kill;
Destroyed are things in minutes, hours and days;
None care about the bill or effects ill;
In the same coin, his brethren, man repays.
Disaster threatens humankind and earth,
True love of fellowmen remains a dearth.
poem by John Celes
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The world is emblematic. Parts of speech are metaphors because the whole of nature is a metaphor of the human mind.
quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Slander is worse than cannibalism.
quote by John Chrysostom
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It's cannibalism,
Eat me quick or I eat you,
What an awful choice!
quote by by Ernestine Northover
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I believe that if ever I had to practice cannibalism, I might manage if there were enough tarragon around.
quote by James Beard
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There is no cannibalism in the British navy, absolutely none, and when I say none, I mean there is a certain amount.
quote by Graham Chapman
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Country Is Like A Body
When one part sick
All parts look unhealthy
When one part missing
All parts get the impact
When one part is weak
Do other parts only blame and not help to fix it?
When one part is failed
Do other parts only let it fall and not support it?
Even it is often forgotten
It doesn't mean it is not important
Even it is always underestimated
It doesn't mean it could completely be ignored
One part may be incapable
But it doesn't mean all parts can do nothing
One part may be invalid
But it doesn't mean all parts should also give up the spirit
In some incredible moment they are working together
In some unseen place they don't stop to struggle
It may be hard but always raises up the hope
It may be small change but always look forward
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Parts In Relation To The Whole
the parts in relation to the whole are hard to muster
i get lost somehow
confused on this seemingly unrelated part to another part
like seeing the legs of this millipede
when it would have been easier to think of it
as a worm,
i remember being lost in a forest of trees
wild growing trees where i can no longer figure out the shape
of a single leaf
because it is too dark
and damp
too many little things, too many details, that hinder us
from grasping the wholeness of
things
and people and daily events,
i get tired of all these, parts and parts and parts and some more
miniatures of parts, a letter to the word,
speaking in cut phrases
how can i ever understand this and that?
show me the whole
be whole to me as i am whole to you
touch the parts later
relate it always to me
this love is whole, it was never meant to be chopped
like some garlic and onions
this love is an apple that you see and pick from the tree
take it first
in its appleness, then start to bite
every part is sweet, every part is me,
this love
this me, this whole world is me
it must be first to you
then love becomes us.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I believe in compulsory cannibalism. If people were forced to eat what they killed, there would be no more wars.
quote by Abbie Hoffman
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World Crisis
Over 46 million abortions per year and,
This sin has increased among the human;
All in a day's work and of the human crisis!
Noah begot three sons and,
We all do fall with our sins;
But the world crisis cannot be numbered.
Of aborted foetus and our history,
And behind close doors with our footprints;
But beware of the false prophets.
Thievery and fonication are part of us and,
Our sins are repeated over and over again!
With aborted body parts for sale,
But where are the surgical tongs?
Fear, anger and sadness;
We have violated the moral code;
And the world crisis does lie with us today.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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