Humility must always be the portion of any man who receives acclaim earned in the blood of his followers and the sacrifices of his friends.
Dwight D. Eisenhower in address at Guildhall (7 December 1945)
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XXXVII: Portion
there's man who gets big portion
then eats it without thinking
there's man who chews it slowly
and manage himself with that portion
there's man who wastes his portion
or saves for someone
but there's man who keeps it for himself
and with greedy heart wanting more
there's man who gets small portion
then eats it with pleasure
there's man who chews it slowly
and try to satisfy himself with that portion
there's man who doesn't touch it
so the others can taste it
but there's man who empties it
and without ashamed keep asking more
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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You Just Havent Earned It Yet, Baby
If youre wondering why
All the love that you long for eludes you
And people are rude and cruel to you
Ill tell you why
Ill tell you why
Ill tell you why
Ill tell you why
You just havent earned it yet, baby
You just havent earned it, son
You just havent earned it yet, baby
You must suffer and cry for a longer time
You just havent earned it yet, baby
And Im telling you now ...
If youre wondering why
When all I wanted from life was to be famous
I have tried for so long, its all gone wrong
Ill tell you why
Ill tell you why
Ill tell you why
Ill tell you why
But you wouldnt believe me
You just havent earned it yet, baby
You just havent earned it, son
You just havent earned it yet, baby
You must suffer and cry for a longer time
You just havent earned it yet, baby
And Im telling you now ...
Ill tell you why
Ill tell you why
Today I am remembering the time
When they pulled me back
And held me down
And looked me in the eyes and said
You just havent earned it yet, baby
You just havent earned it, my son
You just havent earned it yet, baby
You must stay on your own for slightly longer
You just havent earned it yet baby
And Im telling you now ...
You just havent earned it yet, baby
Oh ...
You just havent earned it yet, baby
Oh ...
Oh
song performed by by Smiths
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Praise is no more a praise.
For every praise earned
There was an equal sacrifice.
Nowadays praises are cooked
With a flavour of politics
In place of sacrifices.
26.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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If Beauty Was Earned
If beauty was earned by caring,
you could not be more beautiful.
If beauty was earned by strength of spirit,
you could not be more beautiful.
If beauty was earned by generosity,
you could not be more beautiful.
If beauty was earned by quiet introspection,
you could not be more beautiful.
If beauty was earned by joy,
you could not be more beautiful.
If beauty was earned by unselfish love,
you could not be more beautiful.
If beauty was earned by the light behind your eyes,
you could not be more beautiful to me.
poem by Robert Hiers
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Harmonic Creed
the one who knows less
knows more of humility,
the other who knows more
knows less.
the one
applies humility.
the other applies
what humility there is
in respect of
the greater humility of
the one.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our English dead In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.
quote by William Shakespeare
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The World Is Filled
the world is filled
with ideals and disasters
farmers doctors lawyers
and laughter
insanity and a pint size portion of peace
fashion, material, commercial things
invasive din and compelling song
disparity and cell phone rings
hopeless promising and instant fixes
drugs and books and ice cream cones
teachers, preachers, living liars
leaders, followers, and the dumb
the world is filled
with passion, blood and honesty
words and motion and the beauty of breathing
expressions of affection and two lover’s harmony
poem by Gabriella Diane
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Fu Manchu
You heard about
A criminal man of virtue
Is there any doubt
His minimal strands would suit you?
Is a hard earned way
Is a hard earned way
Ill never lose
My fu manchu
My fu manchu
Let them grow out
In time youll feel so better
The vanishing pout
Now youre a real go-getter
Is a hard earned way
Is a hard earned way
Ill never lose
My fu manchu
My fu manchu
Is a hard earned way
Is a hard earned way
Occidentally tic-tac
Occidentally tic-tac
song performed by by Frank Black
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Work
For many bosses I have worked hard
and from early to late
I have earned a living
and tried to play my part
and some were nice and courteous
and others really mean
and past strict
and from all of this I now know
that whatever you do you it’s a hash
and that you can trust no employer
and before you know it
you are seen as a threat
of being too capable
and businesses are set
that who works the most
receives the least.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Oh.........those Teachers
OH………THOSE TEACHERS
There are several one ways
a few make road sense ‘as traffic rules'
those borrowings friends do wantonly default
and numerous outgo, we ourselves often forgot
though married, most of us love for a second phase
forbidden love never comes to the fore
so, is the case with our beloved children
of late, wanting to pair up to their own selection
The timely help that someone renders
But, we fail to re-duplicate the same kindness
somehow our selfis h soul is happy at the benefits
that we knowingly discredit by such one way practice
Patience, alms, sacrifices, tolerance and so on
are one way or other the hallmarks of good signs
like the most dedicated teacher's forty years' service
receives nothing in return…………except a small pension.
Louis Santhana
poem by Santhana Louis
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But economic recovery must be earned. And it will be earned by entrepreneurs and it will be earned by small businesses.
quote by Jon Huntsman, Jr.
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America.... Revolution, Or The Fall!
America, America,
your pale skinned death testifies!
the cross of your democracy laid down,
the blood on your hands names your guilt.
your bodies laid in soldiers' graves,
strewn across your planted fields.
while wild fires rage,
and your tenements boil,
as your children march to death.
the poverty of indifference,
strikes the bell that cannot ring.
while the wealthy drink the blood
of your disembodied men.
and your hallowed god turns his face,
disgusted by what he's seen.
blood sacrifices on your borders,
blood sacrifices in your mills.
your families driven from their homes,
while your prisons turn the wheel.
and the hungry walk your streets
wearing familiar shoes.
the haunting cry of liberty,
rattles against your walls.
while justice is bought and sold
in your sacred halls!
and the colors of eguality,
bleed into your angry streets.
your schools struck numb
by propaganda's thumb,
your daughters sold like meat.
America, America,
revolution, or the fall!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Devil
one that knows not how to ask
forgiveness for his transgressions
one that knows not what humility is
one that knows not how to accept failures
and offer the sacrifices to the Lord
one that knows not how to pray
and beg for mercy
one that know not how to rejoice
in everything that comes in one's life
happiness or grief
one that knows not what is the difference
between the temporal and the
eternal
one that does not hope but lives in the
darkness of his anger and hate
one that knows not how to love
to heal and be well again
one that knows not how to help
one that knows how to hurt instead
and take justice in revenge and retaliation
is the devil
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The gentleman
A gentle man is who makes petty sacrifices.
He has an eye for sacrifices in return.
He never hurts nor pleases unintentionally.
01.07.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Followers are the customers of the Higher Ground Leader, who strives to meet or exceed the outer and inner needs of followers.
quote by Lance Secretan
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How I Am For The Freedom God Has Given Me
God wants to remove all your doubts concerning who brings the victory in your life.We fear-sacrifices. But the thing is that we also make what sacrifices. When we are not living in the will of God.
poem by Susan Garelick
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Like You Have Earned It
You do nothing at all,
But want to get paid.
And this you insist!
All you want to do,
Is play a childish game.
With sweetened innocence.
Then you want to lay up and sleep all day,
Like you have earned it.
Then you snap your fingers with the giving of orders.
Like you have earned it.
Nobody here is your slave for a day.
Like you have earned it.
Or turn around and give you their hard earned dollar,
Like you have earned it!
While you eat up everything like it's okay.
Like you have earned it!
Oh...
You do nothing all day but want to get paid.
And this you insist.
All you want to do,
Is play a childish game.
With sweetened innocence.
Then you snap your fingers with the giving of orders.
Like you have earned it.
Nobody here is your slave for a day.
Like you have earned it.
Or turn around and give you their hard earned dollar,
Like you have earned it!
While you eat up everything like it's okay.
Like you have earned it!
Then you snap your fingers with the giving of orders.
Like you have earned it.
Nobody here is your slave for a day.
Like you have earned it.
Or turn around and give you their hard earned dollar,
Like you have earned it!
While you eat up everything like it's okay.
Like you have earned it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A God That Has No Heart
we have made
blood sacrifices to oil,
till we are covered
by the filth and the sludge
of our own greed.
leaving our children,
and their children,
suffocating at the altar
of a god that has no heart.
we have eaten their flesh,
and drank their blood!
we, the guilty,
cannot remain blind!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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What We Fear Most!
since primeval times...
man has gathered in tribes,
offering blood sacrifices
to what we fear most!
and it has not changed.
the children of tomorrow,
born and unborn,
blood let on the altar of today!
what we fear most...
the images of our selves,
dancing on the walls of the cave!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Jew always lives from the blood of other peoples, he needs such murders and such sacrifices.
quote by Julius Streicher
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