Karin
Pocket, socket, locket;
A man marries a woman and her daughter!
Oh, what is wrong with this society?
Sexual abuse,
And to set the records straight!
For a man impregnates two sisters and,
It is now like the order of the day for these people.
I am Karin and i know what i do see around me,
For the society is sick at times;
And the people around still love what they see.
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Armageddon Diaries (Number Four)
the fact that society defines
people by their sexual orientation,
both perturbs me, and pisses me
off.
gay, straight, or bi... i even
hate the terms.
folks, people are just people!
human beings! and human beings
are born with the right to love,
and to be loved.
if we put half as much effort
into respect as we put into judgement,
we'd be a lot better off.
live, and let love!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Low Society
A judge a dentist or physician
In this low society
Trade ambition for position
In this low society
Have you heard its in the stars
Next july we collide with mars
Have you heard it in the bars
In this low society
No more pay and lots of leisure
In this low society
Low society
Im just doing what I can
In this low society
But Im an incidental man
In this low society
I give away what others sell
The secrets yours so never tell
cos if you do youll go to hell
Low society
Side by side and always tired
All for one and no-one hired
All thats left is love inspired
Low society
And when the party is complete
And youre still standing on your feet
The taste of victory is sweet
Low society
And darling dont forget
In this low society
To turn off your t.v. set
In this low society
The most important thing at all
In this low society
Is not to stand too tall
In this low society
In this world that never learns
I can see rome as it burns
All the passion and the power
Turns to ash within an hour
No more play and no more pleasure
In this low society
song performed by by Heaven 17
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A wretched society
A wretched society-
I don’t sing love;
Instead I chant Krishn.
I don’t play romance;
Instead, I dance as Radha.
A wretched society-
I don’t keep men’s photos;
Instead, I keep their gifts.
I don’t befriend men;
Instead, I visit their wives.
A wretched society-
I don’t move with men;
Instead, I acquaint with cousins.
I don’t seek heroes;
Instead, I frequent seers.
A good daughter, a good sister,
A chaste wife, a good mother,
And a woman of modesty,
I have lived me to my peril.
A wretched society.
04.02.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nature and Society Vavroovahana Patra
Silvery roses smile on the thorns beautifully;
Solitary innocent woman through worries attracts gaily.
Silence brings peace and pleasure;
Sanctity of society is a God’s altar.
Society smiles with a god environment;
Sisters, brothers, parents enchant with merriment.
Scientific inventions provide employment;
Students inspired with merriment.
Simplicity of woman attracts the travelers;
Shrine of God Shiva smiles in the lap of Nature.
Serenity of the altar allures devotees;
Saints meditate on God with delight.
Seasons come and go delightfully;
Spring brings enthusiason gaily.
Song of peasants brings affection;
Sacrifice of people beautify the creation.
Smiling face of woman brings pleasure;
Stream of love flows in a good society by the Director.
Sky of spring brings peace;
Society smiles with Divine Bliss.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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The ancient Britons had a singular kind of marriage, to be met with among no other people. Any number of them, as ten or a dozen, joined in a society together, which was perhaps requisite for mutual defence in those barbarous times. In order to link this society the closer, they took an equal number of wives in common; and whatever children were born, were reputed to belong to all of them, and were accordingly provided for by the whole community.
David Hume in Of Polygamy and Divorces (1826)
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Superficial Society
So I'm not good enough to hang out with your friends
You say it's a bluff, it's no lie
You want to be cool and hang with both sides
But what would they say, I'm the fool
It's a superficial society
It's a bunch of bullshit can't you see
Why wouldn't you wake up to reality
I guess backstabbing ain't the way of life for me
Open your mind and close your eyes
To the things that really persist
It's not your hair or the things you wear
That makes someone socially exist
It's hard to find yourself sometimes
Around the people with a cool policy
Why don't you let yourself unwind
And leave that lame society
Superficial society
Superficial society
Superficial society
It's all superfical to me
Superficial society
Superficial society
song performed by by Unwritten Law
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There Is Nothing Wrong With Power
'Tis sad to think that many with power abuse it those with power who abuse it weak not strong
There is nothing wrong with having power in the first place it is the abuse of it that is all wrong
For the abuse of power leads to serious crimes against the powerless though power in good hands it is quite okay
And good people with power never do abuse it they use it in the most constructive way
Some people with power are quite benign people and philanthropic one of them can say
But those who abuse their power to the law may never answer though to karma there's a price they have to pay
The abuse of power leads to dictatorial regimes that leads to serious crimes against humanity
In the despicable crimes against women and children the wrongs of power gone wrong for all to see
The people who abuse their power should never have it though to their power they desperately do cling
Power in the right hands an adavantage to others and power in the wrong hands is a dangerous thing
There is nothing wrong with power from once 'tis used well but some with power they do abuse their rule
And some with power they can become quite nasty and derive pleasure out of being cruel
But power in the right hands can be a blessing and kind people with power their praise we ought sing
Since they have the gift of empathy within them and happiness to others they do bring.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Disease
if we do not evolve as a society,
then our society dies...
we have become a plastic world.
addicted to the buying and the selling.
we feed the 'i' till we're sick...
we have become callous, indifferent,
victims of our own egos.
we use sex to sell, we follow the lie,
we turn our backs on those in need...
and the only time we feel anything
is when it happens to us.
we treat our environment with total disrespect,
we abuse animals, we treat other people
like numbers without names...
we play at religion, we hide from our selves...
and we wonder what happened!
we exist in total numbness,
forgetting what living feels like.
we have become the disease!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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If We Lived In A Highly Evolved Society
What can we aspire to be,
as a highly evolved society?
There would no need for any laws,
people would come from higher consciousness,
and not hurt each other at all.
We would not need to kill, abuse or repress,
any of our people and deny them happiness.
All of basic needs would be met,
people could then all be what they were meant to be,
if we would live in a highly evolved society.
But I’m afraid it will be some time,
before this ever happens on this planet Earth divine.
Now read “Conversations with God”
you will see how we live in the “Land Of Nod”.
Written By Christina Sunrise on November 11,2011
www.christinasunrise.com www.puppetpoems.com
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Every society in the history of man has upheld the institution of marriage as a bond between a man and a woman. Why? Because society is based on one thing: that society is based on the future of the society. And that's what? Children. Monogamous relationships.
quote by Rick Santorum
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We are behaving like people without compassion and love for the most vulnerable section of society. The children of the universe are without a spokesperson, they are voiceless. We are all touched by the atrocities committed against children: sexual, physical abuse, child slave labor, educational neglect. We feel ashamed. Angry. Appalled. But there is no action. No action.
quote by Michael Jackson
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The only reality is our society, and I mean this seriously, Western Society is a very sick society.
quote by Rob Walton
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No taste without society
A society is
An army wherein each one
Is an unchained slave.
A society is
A fortress in which each one
Is under the siege.
A society is
A kennel wherein the pair
Is in surveillance.
A society is
A prison with prisoners
Kept in unshackled.
Without society,
Pride and prejudice will fail
To add to one's taste.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar (22 March 2012)
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Enter Greed
A progressive society,
Is one in which its people are productive.
And all aspects of their deeds done,
Is towards the uplifting of the entire society.
Not one selected segment but for everyone.
ENTER GREED
A people focused on greed in a decadent society,
Develop selfish interests in deceit and evilness.
Create divisions within themselves.
And seek to punish others without limits.
Resulting in their own ignorance accepted.
With a repetition of it kept inflicted to digest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That's what it's about, how society changes people but people can also change society. It only takes a few people to do things and help themselves instead of sitting around on their asses. She has a very global outlook on life and all sorts of things.
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The Man Who Dipped His Fingers In Salt And Lick Them All
he dips his fingers in
salt and licks them all
people look at him with
all surprise
he is weird and they do not
like him
He is detestable
they say
he does this everyday
all the days of the week
all the weeks of months
all the months of those years
the people shut him away
they close their doors
they vomit when they see him
they look at him with contempt
they throw him away from
their cities
they ban him from all
other countries
he keeps the salt all to himself
he eats them and drinks them all
he has become sick
very sick like one rusty nail
he died and people did not
mourn for him
good riddance so to say
the city dances in jubilation
the world turns into a fourth of july
if they only knew him
well that i know him to be
they should have known how
he disliked salt
how all his senses revolt
against this instinct
of having his fingers dip
in salt
and of his having his tongue
lick
and how his mouth eats
all the stuff that
destroys his body
how every night he vomits
how his system fails
how he knew that with all these
he is actually killing himself
people do not know
there are things that happen
without his control
there are times when one
has no choice
but to dip the fingers in salt
no matter how bad it turns out to be
until he dies
society denies instincts
conceals the existence of vampires and gnomes and
parasites and ghouls
society keeps its own beautiful face
hides the scars and the disease
who wants to eat salt all his life?
who wants to rust like a nail and die like a brown dust on the ground?
who wants to be a scrap of iron and melt in salt?
who wants to be a robot? a man of hay?
nobody. i repeat nobody.
He never liked it himself.
Society has not asked
it never cares
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sossity: Youre A Woman
Hello you straight-laced lady,
Dressed in white but your shoes arent clean.
Painted them up with polish
In the hope we cant see where youve been.
The smiling face that youve worn
To greet me rising at morning --
Sent me out to work for my score.
Please me and say what its for.
Give me the straight-laced promise
And not the pathetic lie.
Tie me down with your ribbons
And sulk when I ask you why.
Your sunday paper voice cries
Demanding truths I deny.
The bitter-sweet kiss you pretended
Is offered, our affair mended.
Sossity: youre a woman.
Society: youre a woman.
All of the tears youre wasting
Are for yourself and not for me.
Its sad to know youre aging
Sadder still to admit Im free.
Your immature physical toy has grown,
Too young to enjoy at last your straight-laced agreement:
Woman, you were too old for me.
Sossity: youre a woman.
Society: youre a woman.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Jones
Some hope of enlightenment,
And doing what they think is right;
But the trurth is distorted!
And i am beaten like a dog which cannot see.
Of the wrongs that we do in this society,
And of the muse of love that is shared by many;
For we still cannot see the wrong that we do,
For this society is full of evil.
My name is Jones and i am in love with you,
And you are the woman in my heart;
But the rains called in and i was still wait for you;
For you are the very specail person to my heart.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Inspiration
Poet provides pleasure of society in various way;
In human beings provides, penetrates rays of gay.
Provides inspiration;
Is an honest creature is God’s creation.
Poet inspires all categories of people in society;
Encourages them earning properly live with delight.
Through poems tries upliftment of society;
People of all religions, castes live with gaiety.
Poet loves minister’s honesty;
Loves employee’s punctuality.
Derives pleasure from the innocence of cultivator;
Loves to remain in the sweet lap of Nature.
Poet is an honest advisor of society;
From good activities of society derives delight.
Loves woman’s devotion;
Loves beauty of creation.
Poet encourages students to a acquire wisdom;
Depicts verses on the truth of creation.
Loves peace, honest administration;
Depicting poems drinks nectar from the brook of creation.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Destiny!
Life is game of destiny and luck,
Itz not like spirint
Dat u will run hard and win,
Itz like carrom
Dsnt matter how hard working and expert u are,
When u hit striker on exact point, even den it can cm back from pocket until u time of destiny comes,
Sometime beginners hit blindly, but it goes on pocket.
Likewise beginners gets win...
Sameway people who steal n cheat till any heights,
are more respected y people n higher in society...
But a man who is doing truth n honesty are avoided by people.
One knows d reachest person of world
But not d most honest or poor ones.
So itz lyk a stage, watevr u act showoff is judged bt not by ur honesty...
People who cant act n showoff fake words are counted.
This is also true dat at last everything is going to balance,
For everythng v hav to pay
Who fly on others wings r thrown down.
Who comforts on others pain, r thrown to hell...
But when the time comes. Every dog has its own day.diffrence of times decide d end.
poem by Neha Poemlover
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