Cross border
Cross border dispute
Always incessant
Southwind has no used.
people here with everything
In thier possession
Looked sad and helpless.
People struggle for survival
No way out.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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What Is The Diffrence? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
that some people can stay in some louxsurious hospital and the other have to die even without being taking care of them.
wat is the diffrence between some people if they get sick?
nothin except that some can go to doctor and buy a midicne but other have no money even to buy thier self a piece of bred.
wat is the diffrence between people who have money and the ones who dont?
nothin except that those who have money can buy somthin to play and the ones who have no money cannot buy them self a pair of shoes.
the ones who have money will enjoy the game and the ones without money only have to stiar.
nothin except that some may spend thier money on useless stuff and other have to kill them self for money in order to help him self.
wat is the diffrence between people who take care for others and the ones who not?
nothin exccept that some people will be taken car of them and and ather will go to hell.
what is the diffrence between people who go to schools and college?
nothin except that some people dont care about thier studies and the other type of people know the value of money so they alway s become from the top 10 and among the best.
wat is the diffrence between people when they come to face life?
nothin exccept that some people come with a gold spoon in thier mouth and other have to struggle threw their life.
some people will face life cheerfully and other will always complain about life no matter how it was.
wat is the diffrence between people when they come to face love?
nothin exccept that som pepole will considre love as a sex game and other consider it as a commitment and life.
poem by Mohammad Sadik
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They The People
they the people, united by flashing lights
huddeled alone with sharp words taken flight
they the people, who love things that do not move
and cower before them lest otherwise be proved
they the people, with passion for throwing stones
to hit any target except for their bones
they the people, guarding piles of shells
to rally against neighbor at the ringing of bells
they the people, dumb deaf to distant cries
but the belief that two plus two equals christ
they the people, praying forever for more
tithing thier children to the shadows of war
they the people, they the people, they
choke on thier blood like wolves licking a blade.
poem by David Grant Sinclair
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Goodmorning
Look I am here
With a red rose
In the ground of east.
And I am hopeful
I will cross
The border of dispute.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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It was a matter of survival for the local people, but it was the most violent scene I have ever witnessed. The people in my group, feeling helpless, were all spellbound and aghast at the same time. I became a vegetarian shortly after that.
quote by Wendie Malick
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There Are People
There are people who are good
there are people who are bad
there are people who are rich
there are people who are poor
there are people who are happy
there are people who are sad
there are those who encourage
and those who discourage.
I’m a little bit of them,
though some may dispute that claim.
The fact that all of us
are just about the same.
Some might be a little more
of one thing than another
from the list above.
Somewhere along the line,
we all fall in a category
like it or not,
it is because we are
just human after all.
30 January 2008
poem by David Harris
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As photographs give people an imaginary possession of a past that is unreal, they also help people to take possession of space in which they are insecure.
quote by Susan Sontag
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Survival
Shadows of night falling over my head
People walking
Passing me by
Shadows of dreams falling out of the blue
People talking
What can I do
Where do I go from here
Where do I go from here
I could give you any dream and watch it grow
I could take you for a ride but you would know
I could tell you every answer that I know
It wouldnt be much tho
It wouldnt be anything you didnt know
But
Survival
Nothing more than survival
Shadows of days hanging endless in time
Slowly fading
Passing us by
Shadows of worlds disappearing from view
People asking
What could we do?
Where do I go from here
Where do I go from here
If I gave you every dream they would grow
If I took you for a ride would you know
If I told you every answer that I know
It wouldnt be much tho
It wouldnt be anything you didnt know
But survival
In you love, I have all that
I need for
Survival
With your love I have all that
I need for
Survival
With our love we have all that
We need for
Survival
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Helpless
Helpless government
Helpless people
Helpless time
Helpless space.
How are you
please come and
show me your face
Come alone
To receive grace.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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One Bright Day
One bright day the people together
one bright day the people together
one bright day the people together
one bright day the people together
There will be celebrations around the nations
love without no care
there will be singing, plenty swining
live witout that fear
One bright day the people together
one bright day the people together
yes it was one bright day
yes it is one bright day
There is music, you choose it, love it,love it
hear this music, don't loose it, love it,love it
One bright day the people together
one bright day the people together
Hey, unnuh see the one bright day, South Africa free
Believe me, one bright day,drugs free country
Make it to the one bright day
a said the struggle to the one bright day
struggle to the one bright day
struggle to the one bright day
Make it to the two bright days
make it to thre-------ooh
lord, the people got together
the people got together
So there can be, many, many, years and years and years
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Art of Border
It could be a shield, it could be a cage
The safety sealant, the tying trap
The filter line, the block wall
Border, border, border
The sacred culture, the love crossing
The moral limit, the emotion frame
The rule control, the life permission
Border, border, border
The friction fight, the freedom cut
The bond mark, the fence crack
The counter side, the edge of touch
Border, border, border
Can you keep it as promise
Can you bridge it by hope
The song from deserted corner
Border, border, border
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Life and Traveling
Traveling can be fun right? But what does it mean to travel?
Does it mean that your mind is gone or is it your body?
When you think about traveling, you think oh I can go some where and have fun. Do people travel to get away from others or do they travel to get away from themselves?
Do people really mean that they want thier body or thier mind to travel?
I guess it just depends on the place and time and whom you are with...
03-23-10
poem by Kristen Palmitier
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Marginal notes at our own time
When Aaron walked with a pan of fire
through the people
in that hour
he brought salvation
walked with hope
to supplant the pestilence
before it could circle out.
The face of Moses was full of light
when he came down the mountain
back from God
and he was astounded
by the misdeeds
of his people
for whom the light was inexorable
who rather wanted to celebrate in feast,
wanted to fry and slaughter animals
rather than to invade a promised land
and then had to journey through the desert.
Here where I am already living
in the Promised Land
there is now a struggle
going on for survival
and the fire comes
that flames over my whole nation,
even though we are still
in the hand of the Lord of the universe
and when the light looks inexorable,
the roads of the enemy’s gorging
looks so inviting, or menacing,
I know that the struggle still goes on
of people who decently wants to make a living
in an own place.
poem by Gert Strydom
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To fetch you
To fetch you only
I am roaming here
within the time
allotted to me
within limited over.
Does not matter
how much batting.
In due course
I must get out
It is true.
It is also true
to complete fetching
You are the only person
who can help
And it is I
who can cross the
border of dispute
that you are not
a part of it.
I am thankful
and grateful
that you direct me
to move on this
right path of poetry
Where you are always
with me.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The Screen Behind The Mirror
(m.cretu.) .
Heres the mirror
Behind there is a screen
Turn around
On both ways you can get in
The experience of survival
Look around just people, can you hear their voice
Find the one wholl guide you to the limits of your choice
The experience / of survival
Try to think about it ...
Thats the chance to live your life and discover
Try to think about it
The experience of survival
The experience ...
The experience of survival
The experience ...
song performed by by Enigma
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Denver
Denver, giver, wherever, moreover, never, server, ever;
And of the water and the spirit! !
But, the very poor people still live around them.
Whenever, preserver, receiver, river, shiver, hiver, believer!
But the poor people are still staying around you people;
So, try to give in your helping hand to see to thier needs.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I mean, the sound of an amplified guitar in a room full of people was so hypnotic and addictive to me, that I could cross any kind of border to get on there.
quote by Eric Clapton
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Helpless
There is a town in north ontario
Dream comfort memory despair
And in my mind I still need a place to hide
All my changes were there
Blue blue windows behind the stars
Yellow moon on the rise
Big birds flying across the skies
Casting shadows in our eyes
Leave us helpless helpless helpless helpless
Helpless helpless they leave me now
Helpless helpless helpless
Blue blue windows behind the stars
Yellow moon on the rise
They leave us
Helpless helpless helpless helpless
Helpless helpless they leave me now
Helpless helpless helpless
Helpless helpless helpless helpless
Helpless helpless they leave me now
(neil young)
Copyright warner/chappell
song performed by by Nazareth
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It is not true that people are bound to each other through the struggle for survival, but through the heart: nothing can survive without a heart.
Camelia Oprița in book The wall of thoughts (2020)
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The survival
I work for my family.
I am good to many.
People say I am good.
It is for my survival.
He works for nation.
He serves his people.
They all say he is good.
It is for his survival..
16.03.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Tis Ungenerous And Oppressive People
'Tis ungenerous and oppressive people create refugees
The people who risk their lives in leaky boats on the dangerous seas
In search of a better and safer life in a Land far away
From where they first looked on the bright lamp of day
'Tis the greed of the greedy create poverty
And cause homelessness and hunger and inequality
'Tis survival of the fittest as some are known to say
In a fair Human World it should not have to be this way
So many disadvantaged in the social divide
And the gap between the haves and the have nots is growing ever wide
And many grow poorer for every new millionaire
The minority own the most of the World's wealth and most are unwilling to share
Even a small percentage of their millions with those in most need
'Twould seem survival of the fittest has it's roots in greed.
poem by Francis Duggan
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