When Your Money (Is Worthless)
what are you going to do,
when your money is worthless?
when it wont buy anything?
not a loaf of bread,
not a jug of water...
not even a gallon of gas!
when you're left alone
in the dark, with no one
to count on by yourself,
with no friends,
no instant gratification...
what are you going to do?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A Picture Of Greed
on one hand
he carries a
big loaf of bread
on the other
he carries a
basket
of the same
loaf of bread
on his head
is another
basket of
the same loaf
of bread
a little child
spreads his
hands for
a loaf of bread
then he speeds
his way
as he bites
a loaf of
bread in
his mouth
the little child
follows him
and there he
is closing the
door of his
house all
made of bread
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Single Loaf Of Bread
A SINGLE LOAF OF BREAD
All these poems
And all this life
And all this endless writing
Do not buy
A single loaf of bread.
Measured by money
I mean minus forever.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Just Follow That Yellow Brick Road
Instant gratification?
I'm sorry I don't have it here for you,
Like that.
And there is nothing on my path that says I should.
Have you been modified to accept rejection?
I hope so.
I would hate to be the one to break your heart,
With a pinch of reality and a dash of a thought process.
The instant gratification you might be seeking...
May be found at another address.
Just follow that yellow brick road.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nobody Dies Of Hunger
i have not heard
of someone
die of hunger, man always knows how to live
not by bread alone
he also knows how to steal a loaf of bread
and there is no more
prison term for
a loaf so to speak
for society knows
the worth of a loaf and
judges know
the justifications for
hunger,
rice, fish, bread, water,
morsels,
dog food, all these, satisfy hunger
but really
i think more have died not of hunger
but of fear
and yes, i agree with you
loneliness also kills
so which is which
that kills you
the fear of being
alone
and being alone and
lonely
strictly speaking, fear and loneliness
are two distinct
feelings, one is still to come
and by
a very long distance
it hits you right
in the head
and then
you fall like you were executed by nobody, no one,
except
by an empty space,
a false bullet shot by this badge of fraud,
extreme loneliness
the murderer again
whose name
is no one but yourself
what a pity!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Choked Up
I dont know why we cant talk
Every time we try we get choked up
Running with the feelings that get caught in our head
til I cant remember what it was we said
All my friends say Im in love
is this what I think theyre thinking of?
I dont know why we cant win
Every time we lose we just pretend
Running out of money at the end of the month
Not able to buy the things I want
All my friends say Im in love
Is this what I think theyre thinking of?
Count my friends on my left hand
I dont even know they wouldnt understand
Taint myself with thoughts of leaving
Running out of things left to believe in
Running out of money and time
Running out of money and time
You wont be mine
I dont know why we cant win
Every time we lose we just pretend
Running out of money at the ned of the month
Not able to buy the things I want
All my friends say Im in love
Is this what I think theyre thinking of?
Count my friends on my left hand
I dont even know they wouldnt understand
All my friends say Im in love
Is this what I think theyre thinking of?
All my friends say Im in love
Is this what I think theyre thinking of?
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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Choked Up
I dont know why we cant talk
Every time we try we get choked up
Running with the feelings that get caught in our head
til I cant remember what it was we said
All my friends say Im in love
is this what I think theyre thinking of?
I dont know why we cant win
Every time we lose we just pretend
Running out of money at the end of the month
Not able to buy the things I want
All my friends say Im in love
Is this what I think theyre thinking of?
Count my friends on my left hand
I dont even know they wouldnt understand
Taint myself with thoughts of leaving
Running out of things left to believe in
Running out of money and time
Running out of money and time
You wont be mine
I dont know why we cant win
Every time we lose we just pretend
Running out of money at the ned of the month
Not able to buy the things I want
All my friends say Im in love
Is this what I think theyre thinking of?
Count my friends on my left hand
I dont even know they wouldnt understand
All my friends say Im in love
Is this what I think theyre thinking of?
All my friends say Im in love
Is this what I think theyre thinking of?
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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Sixty Four Cents Per Gallon
Sixty four cents.
That's all they pay.
Sixty four cents per gallon of gas.
Maybe decades ago...
We too could say.
But today with our 'greatness'
And propaganda that is spread.
A dozen of apples,
And perhaps the cost of embarrassment...
May be less,
Than the price of a loaf of bread.
That's what they pay,
In Saudia Arabia each and every day!
And 'he' who leads this great land of ours...
Was turned away as he begged,
Those he chose as 'friends'.
And they embraced and shook his hand.
Sending him like an annoying child,
Back to his home to play!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Gallon Of Gas
Ive been waiting for years to buy a brand new cadillac
But now that Ive got one I want to send it right back
I cant afford the gas to fill my luxury limousine
But even if I had the dough no ones got no gasoline
I went to my local dealer to see if he could set me straight
He said theres a little gas going but Id have to wait
But he offered some red hot speed and some really high grade hash
But a gallon of gas cant be purchased anywhere for any amount of cash
I can score you some coke and some grade one grass
But I cant get a gallon of gas
Ive got some downers some speed all the drugs that you need
But I cant get a gallon of gas
Theres no more left to buy or sell
Theres no more oil left in the well
A gallon of gas cant be purchased anywhere
For any amount of cash
Two extra verses from long version:
I love your body-work, but youre really no use
How can I drive you when I got no juice?
Because its stuck in neutral and my engines got no speed
And the highways are deserted
And the air smells unnaturally clean.
Its got power-assisted overdrive and carpets on the floor,
But its parked out front just like a dead dinosaur.
And Ill be paying off the bank for 45 years or more.
It should go 100 miles an hour,
But its never moved away from my door.
Who needs a car and a seven-forty-seven
When you cant buy a gallon of gas
Who needs a highway, an airport or a jet
When you cant get a gallon of gas
Theres no more left to buy or sell
Theres no more oil left in the well
A gallon of gas cant be purchased anywhere
For any amount of cash
You cant buy a gallon of gas
song performed by by Kinks
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I Will Take The Money
In assets quite poor with little cash to my name
I will take the money you can have the fame
Your fame it will not buy you a loaf of bread
No you have the fame I'll have money instead
Your money speaks more of you as it does seem
Than fame or it's sibling known as high esteem
With money as such they cannot hope to compare
This simple truth with you I only do share
Few things money cannot buy that much we do know
And on bushes and trees money it does not grow
In life it is quite important it does seem that way
And it does speak every language as some are known to say
Perhaps I may sound greedy for that me do not blame
When I say I will take the money you can have the fame.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Compromise used to mean that half a loaf was better than no bread. Among modern statesmen it really seems to mean that half a loaf; is better than a whole loaf.
quote by Gilbert K. Chesterton
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I'm good friends with The Rock, and I talk to him all the time. And he says that, even though his movie career has taken off, he misses the instant gratification of wrestling, and the live crowds, and I could see being that way myself.
quote by Trish Stratus
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When you have only two pennies left in the world, buy a loaf of bread with one, and a lily with the other.
When you have only two dollars left in the world, buy a loaf of bread with one, and a rose with the other.
A Theory Of Time And Space
Time &
Space is a Big Loaf of Bread
There Peacefully put
on top of your dining table
The knife's sharp edge
cuts through it
and Puts you There
There is an illusion
for the Moment
You see a river flowing
towards the sea
You hear the voice of surging
The rage against the rocks
the sliding upon the banks
Inside that Big Loaf of
Bread are all the ingredients,
The past, the present and the Future
and You may taste it at once
What you have is a moment of illusion
that you cannot be here and there at the same time.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love Dont Mean A Thing
If I work hard every day
For my money
If I work my finger down to the bone
That aint funny
Now if I see
Something I cant buy
I put a dollar down
Then I try try try
To get my money
I need my money
A woman who aint got a dime
I cant use her no
If she aint got no cash money
Ive got to refuse her
I need a woman
With a whole lotta will
So she help me, baby
Help me pay my bill
I need my money
Ive got to have money
I need lovin to give me a livin
So dont ask me I dont need forgivin
I will stand up to count the cost
But I know I wont stand the loss
I need a woman
With a whole lotta will
She can help me pay my bill
I need my money
I want my money
Before I say my prayers
I count my money
When I wake up
It has to be there
My money
You see, love--it dont mean a thing
When she loves you
She cant bring, cant bring you no money
Ive got to have my money
Lookin for lovin
I need a livin
song performed by by Deep Purple
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Nationality
I have grown past hate and bitterness,
I see the world as one;
But though I can no longer hate,
My son is still my son.
All men at God's round table sit,
and all men must be fed;
But this loaf in my hand,
This loaf is my son's bread.
poem by Dame Mary Gilmore
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Money, Money
My baby gives me the finance blues, tax me to the limit of my revenues.
Here she comes finger-poppin, clickety-click
She says furs or diamonds, you take your pick.
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
Money money, money money money. money money, money money money.
She say, money, honey, Id rob a bank,
I just load my gun and mosey down to the bank.
Knockin off my neighborhood savings and load,
To keep my sweet chiquita in eau de cologne.
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
Money money, money money money. money money, money money money.
Mama dont send me down to rob that bank again,
I got a notion that your leadin me to sin.
Wont you relax, wont you lay way back,
Dont you bug your honey bout no cadillac.
Its only bucks, you dont need no jack.
So wont you please relax and lay way back.
My babys lovin gives me such a thrill;
It gives me inspiration makin counterfeit bills.
Now some folks say the best things in life are free,
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
Money money, money money money. money money, money money money.
Lord made a lady out of adams rib, next thing you know, you got womens lib.
Lovely to look upon, heaven to touch;
Its a real shame that they got to cost so much.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Instant gratification is not soon enough.
quote by Meryl Streep
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Wont Forget These Days
Late at night I switch on my radio
I sing myself a lullaby
I close my eyes and wait
Till the wind blows round the corner
Bringing back the memories to me, uhh yeah
Well we dreamed our lives, and we lived our dreams
Weve sacreficed our future for a heart of rockn roll
Wont forget these days
And I never thought I would
Wont forget these days,uhh i
Wont forget these days
And I never thought I would
Wont forget these days
Wont forget these days
Everybodys so important and they all wanna cheat you
Learn it by heart, right from the start
Bread is bread and you can even eat it
Count what youve sold but gold remains cold
Young boys take their dirty hands and swear
Nothing should come between us
But mostly it comes earlier, than anybody wants it
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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Where's the Use?
Oh, where's the use of having gifts that can't be turned to money?
And where's the use of singing, when there's no one wants to hear?
It may be one or two will say your songs are sweet as honey,
But where's the use of honey, when the loaf of bread is dear?
poem by Robert Fuller Murray
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