The Cost Of Living
The cost of living is the price we pay
for all those things we need each day
and when calculated over a period of time
works out to a figure that’s likely to climb.
And if our wants go far beyond our needs
we have to get paid well then for our deeds.
But if what we earn can’t match that pace
we’ll have to slow down and not lose face.
Or perhaps consider some additional means
to support what we take on as our routines.
When our lifestyle doesn’t make a hole in our pocket
and the cost of living where we are doesn’t skyrocket
then the rate of inflation there is said to be low
so we can afford to buy those things we know.
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poem by George Krokos
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Make Their Day
People grasp for money,
but forget the important things.
The joy found within someone’s smiling eyes.
The laughter that makes one’s heart sing.
These are the fundamental things,
which makes each of us go on.
The simple and homely things
that we all can do.
If we see someone in sadness
lets make them smile a little bit.
It doesn’t cost anything
just to say a few funny words.
Words cost nothing to say.
Therefore, if you see someone in dismay
comfort them with your words
and make their day.
26 May 2009
poem by David Harris
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Last Living Souls
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Take a gun
Or how you say
That's no way you behave
Just a law, a new begin
Sing a song that doesn't sin
And it grows
Hey, you know
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last to get away to some another day?
Do we know
Well, we know
Doesn't seem to be complete
Are we, are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Get up, get up, get up, get up...
What you say?
Cause all I was on
I got it down wrong
I see myself to get
And the Lord, seeing all now
Can you take us in
The part that comin' on
The coldest man doesn't see it's all
We go to the car
I see you walk to the far
And when you get there do you see
You fit the last you need on me
Cause we're the last living souls
We're the last living souls
Yeah, we're the last living souls
We're the last living souls
song performed by by Gorillaz
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Love Is The Price
RAP 1:
BABY'S IN THE PARLOUR
WAITING FOR THE RAIN
BEATING LIKE A HAMMER
WASHING OUT HER PAIN
CLEARING LIKE THE ONE
SEVEN YEARS AGO
WHEN HER FIRST BIG LOVE
MELTED LIKE SNOW
BACK THEN SHE DOUBET
IF SHE WOULD EVER FIND A MAN
WHO COULD LOVE HER THAT WAY
THE SAME WAY AGAIN
AND JUST WHEN SHE THOUGHT
SHE'S LIVING IN VAIN
THE MAN OF HER DREAMS
CAME LIKE THE RAIN
REFRAIN:
WHEN LOVE IS THE PRICE
FREEDOM IS THE COST
LOVE IS THE PRICE
FREEDOM IS THE COST
AND JUST WHEN YOU THINK
EVERYTHING IS LOST
LOVE WILL BE YOUR PRICE
AND I KNOW I WOULD NOT CHANGE A THING
YES I KNOW I WOULDN'T CHANGE A THING
RAP 2:
THEY SPOKE ABOUT HER DREAMS
THEY SPOKE ABOUT LOVE
THEY SPOKE ABOUT THE THINGS SHE WAS SO AFRAID OF
HE HAD THE KEY-WORD
FOR EVERYTHING SHE FELT
SO IT DIDN'T TAKE LONG
TILL HE GOT HER NAILED
PIN ONE'S HOPE ON SOMEONE ELSES LIFE
AND ALL YOUR DREAMS
WILL HURT YOU LIKE A KNIFE
SHE SOON GOT LOST
WHEN LOVE IS THE PRICE
FREEDOM IS THE COST
REFRAIN:
WHEN LOVE IS THE PRICE
FREEDOM IS THE COST
LOVE IS THE PRICE
FREEDOM IS THE COST
AND JUST WHEN YOU THINK
EVERYTHING IS LOST
LOVE WILL BE YOUR PRIZE
AND I KNOW I WOULD NOT CHANGE A THING
YES I KNOW I WOULDN'T CHANGE A THING
RAP 3:
SHE DIDN'T TRUST THAT VERY FIRST MAN
TO COME INTO HER LIFE TRYING TO UNDERSTAND
WHAT NOBODY EVER COULD BEFORE
HE ONLY MADE HER SEE
THERE IS SOMETHING MORE
TO LEARN ABOUT FREEDOM
TO LEARN ABOUT LOVE
TO HANDLE ALL THE THINGS SHE WAS SO AFRAID OF
TO ALWAYS FOLLOW WHAT SHE REALLY FELT INSIDE
EVERYTHING ELSE WAS A ROLLERCOASTER RIDE
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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Skrying
This puzzles dead inside
Missing pieces growing eyes,
Mystery
Little girls severity,
Little boys begging mercy
Sticks break on me
Cost of life at 23
Price of pain a broken ring
All crimson
Melting body rubber world
Battle axe with locks of curls
Introverted
My cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
Remember that place
The place you would go to make things okay,
1000 points for insect stings,
Glue my spirit, break my wings,
Misery
Libido steams infectious whore,
Cauterize and forge the sword,
Remember killing.
Children, learning the secret knock, a nickel
To enter that place,
The place you would go to make things okay,
My cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
Remember that place
The place you would go to take pain away,
Games of passion taste so sweet
Cut his throat and slaughter meat,
My secrets.
Seven heads for seven seas,
Darkened voices plead disease
Dismembering me
Children, wrestle to seal the bag, storing it deep
In that place,
The place you would go and try to escape
Children, learning the secret knock, a nickel
To enter that place,
The place you would go to make things okay,
My cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
Remember that place
The place you would go to take pain away,
Skrying through reflections in a pool,
I see death coming, mowing down,
Do you remember the bedroom,
Was it your cell or was it your tomb,
Youre living through my hell
Children, learning the secret knock, a nickel
To enter that place,
The place you would go to make things okay,
My cost, the price of a broken doll, can you
Remember that place
The place you would go to take pain away
song performed by by Mudvayne
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Thirty years ago, many economists argued that inflation was a kind of minor inconvenience and that the cost of reducing inflation was too high a price to pay. No one would make those arguments today.
quote by Martin Feldstein
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Cup Couplets
Out of great wisdom, long stored up,
I would write me a rune of the Melbourne Cup.
Out of experience, grave and gay,
I would raise me a rhyme to the gala day.
With words of wisdom then let us begin;
For a many shall wager, but few shall win.
And first a warning: Go slow this trip,
For there's many a slip 'twixt the Cup and the tip.
And the sport of Kings, tho' it capture the town,
Is never for one with but half-a-crown.
For this oft is the tale of a Cup Day revel;
Dine with the gods and sup with the devil.
And this oft is the rule when the lucky man sups:
He is in on the Cup and he's on in his cups.
When the living is slow and the horse also
It doesn't much matter what pace you go.
When the living is slow and the horse is fast,
You may keep to a pace that is like to last.
When the living is fast and the horse is 'dead,'
There's the dickens to pay, and an aching head.
But, fast or slow, if you play the game
To the end, then the end is much the same.
So this is the motto to hold and to hug:
There is but one Cup; but there's many a mug.
And these be the sayings of Smug, the saint,
You may guess he's a grouch, but I wot he ain't.
So, out or in, if you still can grin,
Here's a glorious day to you, lose or win!
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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The Virginity
Try as he will, no man breaks wholly loose
From his first love, no matter who she be.
Oh, was there ever sailor free to choose,
That didn't settle somewhere near the sea?
Myself, it don't excite me nor amuse
To watch a pack o' shipping on the sea;
But I can understand my neighbour's views
From certain things which have occured to me.
Men must keep touch with things they used to use
To earn their living, even when they are free;
And so come back upon the least excuse --
Same as the sailor settled near the sea.
He knows he's never going on no cruise --
He knows he's done and finished with the sea;
And yet he likes to feel she's there to use --
If he should ask her -- as she used to be.
Even though she cost him all he had to lose,
Even though she made him sick to hear or see,
Still, what she left of him will mostly choose
Her skirts to sit by. How comes such to be?
Parsons in pulpits, tax-payers in pews,
Kings on your thrones, you know as well as me,
We've only one virginity to lose,
And where we lost it there our hearts will be!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Doesn't Remind Me
I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
Chorus
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I ilke hammering nails and speaking in tongues
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
Chorus
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won't stir up the past
So descretely
We won't look back
Chorus
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything
song performed by by Audioslave
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One of the things that strikes me is so many of the critics are people whose lifestyle doesn't change when the price of fuel changes, or if they keep a Wal-Mart store out of their area.
Just Because
Just because you did
Doesn't mean that you should
Just because you can
Doesn't mean that you could
Just because you are able
Doesn't mean you would
Just because you sat
Doesn't mean you should‘ve stood.
Just because you spoke
Doesn't mean that you thought
Just because you looked
Doesn't mean that you sought
Just because you argued
Doesn't mean that you fought
Just because you dreamed
Doesn't mean that you wished not.
Just because you cried
Doesn't mean that you wept
Just because you had
Doesn't mean that you kept
Just because you cleaned
Doesn't mean that you swept
Just because you said yes
Doesn't mean that you accept.
Just because you gathered
Doesn't mean that you own
Just because you gave up
Doesn't mean that you were alone
Just because you saw
Doesn't mean that you were shown
Just because you expiate
Doesn't mean you should atone.
Just because your old
Doesn't mean that you have flaws
Just because you won
Doesn't mean you have to applause
Just because you waited
Doesn't mean that you paused
Just because you were you
Doesn't mean anything, because.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Am I Living Within My Means?
Am I living within my means?
Isn't that obvious?
Or have you come to bolt my other foot,
To the floor?
With an ensurance that my success,
In living my life with less...
Will not be seen outside my premises,
To cause a revolt of those...
Who believe my exposure of happiness,
I express...
Is not being assisted,
By a hoarding of vast treasures...
That I keep stored in a treasure chest.
Am I living within my means?
Isn't that obvious?
When was the last time,
You aided with the adding to my budget?
Or helped to unwrap a care package,
Sent as a gift from any of my creditors?
Am I living within my means!
Did you come by to pay a visit?
Or laugh at my situation?
Which is it?
Am I living within my means?
Apparently I am.
And I could do much more of it,
If you paid me less frequent visits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Those Living To Impress Others
Living an unconventional lifestyle,
Amongst those living on loans and credit cards...
Is an experience of one's stamina and tolerance.
An utmost patience.
Since those living to impress others,
Assume those who choose to live basically...
Aren't accustomed to having 'things' to flaunt.
Or things deemed to be of worth and valued.
So therefore...
The showing to them disrespect is justifiable.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Beautiful
I heard that you were home again, but you don't look like your back to me
Though your focus is changing your gaze is transfixed on the point that i cannot concieve
You've got your new ties, I've got my old lines, you've got your inside lines
But your never happy with what you've got
Careful Now
Your so beautiful
When you've convinced yourself
No one else is quite as beautiful
I heard that you were living well, but you don't look like your living to me
Though the sparkle is gone, the smile is in place so that everyone watching can see
You've got them all convinced but i know so well
You can list your friends but you can't count on them
Hold it now
You've got everyone convinced that your alright
No one else is quite as vulnerable
As soon as you got it you want something else
It's not the sale that you love its the sell
It's not the price that's going to cost you
It's just the weight that's going to bring you
Down, down, down, down
It's going to bring you down, down, down, down, down
Hold it now
You've got everyone convinced that your alright
No one else is quite as vulernable
Careful now
Your so beautiful when you've convinced yourself
No one else is quite as beautiful
As soon as you got it you want something else
It's not the sale that you love its the sell
It's not the price that's going to cost you
It's just the weight that's going to bring you
Down, down, down, down
You're so...
It's going to bring you down, down, down, down, down
As soon as you got it you want something else
It's not the sale that you love its the sell
It's not the price that's going to cost you
It's just the weight that's going to bring you
Down
song performed by by Dashboard Confessional
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Hole In The Sky
Im looking through a hole in the sky
Im seeing nowhere through the eyes of a lie
Im getting closer to the end of the line
Im living easy where the sun doesnt shine
Im living in a room without any view
Im living free because the rents never due
The synonyms of all the things that Ive said
Are just the riddles that are built in my head
Hole in the sky, take me to heaven
Window in time, through it I fly
Ive seen the stars disappear in the sun
The shootings easy if youve got the right gun
And even though Im sitting waiting for mars
I dont believe theres any future in cause
Hole in the sky, take me to heaven
Window in time, through it I fly
Yeah
Ive watched the dogs of war enjoying their feast
Ive seen the western world go down in the east
The food of love became the greed of our time
But now Im living on the profits of pride
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Nothing Around Them Makes Any Sense
Just because you wish,
To get your anguish off your chest...
And through bitter lips.
Doesn't mean those over hearing this,
Will give you the attention...
You expect from them to get.
If you closed your mouth,
With an intention to comprehend...
You might discover a lesson or two is learned,
And not from your pocket did it cost you a cent.
There are those who believe,
They are beyond those teachings sent.
And they are the ones constantly complaining...
That nothing around them these days,
Makes to them any sense.
Just because you wish,
To get your anguish off your chest...
And through bitter lips.
Doesn't mean those over hearing this,
Will give you the attention...
You expect from them to get.
If you closed your mouth,
With an intention to comprehend...
You might discover a lesson or two is learned,
And not from your pocket did it cost you a cent.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Like winds and sunsets, wild things were taken for granted until progress began to do away with them. Now we face the question whether a still higher 'standard of living' is worth its cost in things natural, wild and free. For us of the minority, the opportunity to see geese is more important that television.
quote by Aldo Leopold
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Fallen Grapes
The fallen grapes must be left for the poor and,
Do not destroy fuit trees around you;
For the carcass of an unclean animal becomes ritually unclean.
A Nazirite must let his hair grow during the period of separation,
But must shave it after this period with a sacrifice;
For the laws are written down for mankind to obey.
A man who violates a virgin must pay the bride price!
Because the tears on my face means a lot to me;
For my lover is like a hole dug out from a rock.
Fallen grapes,
And of the muse of things around me;
But one day i will be known by others for who i am.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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What Christmas Means To Me
christmas
is for love
friends and family
christmas
is for peace
joy and happiness
christmas
is for having fun
laughing and talking
christmas
is for everyone
the rich and the poor
that's what christmas means to me
the presants don't mean a thing
unless you made it
or it came from the heart
cause the best gift of all
doesn't glitter or sparkle
it's not raped in ribbon or paper
it doesn't cost a thing
the best gift of all
comes from the heart
it's a song that you share
or a smile that you start
the best gift of all
doesn't come from the store
it's time spent
with you and me
by: crystal sonier
age: 15
poem by Natalia Anna Joelie
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Other Me
I Know I Was A Crazy Fool
For Treating You The Way I Did
But Something Took Hold Of Me
And I Acted Like A Dustbin Lid
I Didn't Give Second Though
To What The Consequence Might Be
I Really Wouldn't Be Surprised
If You Were Trying To Find Another Me
The Other Me Would Rather Be The Glad One
The Other Me Would Rather Play The Fool
I Want To Be The Kind Of Me
That Doesn't Let You Down As A Rule
I Know It Doesn't Take A Lot
To Have A Little Self-Control
But Every Time That I Forgot
Well I Landed In Another Hole
But Everytime You Pull Me Out
I Find It Harder Not To See
That We Can Build A Better Life
If I Can Try To Find The Other Me
The Other Me Would Rather Be The Glad One
The Other Me Would Rather Play The Fool
I Want To Be The Kind Of Me
That Doesn't Let You Down As A Rule
But If I Ever Hurt You
Well You Know That It's Not Real
It's No Easy Living By Yourself
So Imagine How I Feel
I Wish That I Could Take It Back
I'd Like To Make A Different Mood
And If You Let Me Try Again
I'll Have A Better Attitude
Well I Know That One And One Make Two
And That's What I Want Us To Be
I Really Would Appreciate It
If You'd Help Me Find The Other Me
The Other Me Would Rather Be The Glad One
The Other Me Would Rather Play The Fool
I Want To Be The Kind Of Me
That Doesn't Let You Down As A Rule
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Time, friend or foe?
Times gives life meaning and sustenance, so we're all
somewhat on common ground, so life doesn't confound.
Time doesn't stay the same, nor does the world.
Time goes slow and sometimes fast, and with hope, we shall last.
Time can be lost, and it can cost.
Time can be harnessed, and it can slip through the hand like granules of sand.
Time is a friend or foe, this I know.
Time is a second, a minute, or an hour, it may devour.
Time controls and consoles.
Time, at times, is the aggressor and the lesser, a comforter.
Time heals and steals. Time brings hope and sometimes despair.
Time can repair, and it can be unfair.
Time is eternity, together, with Christ,
the King of Kings, we shall be.