Humanity and Tolerence
We have seen many ancient cultures
Through the excavated sites or in pictures
Golden past with lot more engineering skill
So many unanswered questions to fill
So many changes have taken place with advent of time
Gradual improvement too from time to time
Some addition and deletion of customs
Never with rigid stand on them
Culture is not our future
Wrongly interpreted and made sure
No one breaks it to create another one
Even though there is scope for refined and improved one
River water can remain pure
Only when it flows and detour
Culture thrives on bank
Many new have come up and many have sunk
We have learnt enough from the material
Shown to world that it existed before and not superficial
So many races disappeared in past with no trace
What we are today is the real face
Let us prove best to the world
We can remain in cultural fold
Let it remain as identity and community mark
No more clashes over it and unnecessary sparks
Out culture is humanity and tolerance
Peaceful living and harmonious coexistence
Time demands such an atmosphere
Else we may have place to go anywhere
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Culture
If we put closure to culture
Then in isolated torture
We suffer as human creatures
So shall we remain cultured?
And mature slowly in grace
Or attempt losing face
At a certain time or a place!
Even the scriptures and sculptures
Historical or man-made
That we rely upon with to trade
Are not exempt from culture
So what is it about culture?
That makes a pleasant picture
This cultivated feature
Inspiring us to venture into adventures
Nod our heads in distasteful gestures
At certain unpleasant natures
For the values a society captures
With or without structure
Right now or in the future
If I may have to lecture
Is acknowledged as culture!
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Culture!
Culture is like a flowing river
it changes with time;
sometimes changes time too;
as sunlight, water, air and earth
change the seed into a sapling
plant, tree and also tree becomes dead wood;
Culture is the cultivated one
differently at different times;
There is no standard culture
We create, follow, recreate,
demolish, destroy culture
depending on our needs
and compulsions;
Culture is not stagnated water
It is a flowing river
And may become arid
Depending on our cultivation
Or negligence;
poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam
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It Does Not Have To Be This Way
Every culture tries to control, manipulate, shame, dominate the other culture, the dominate cultures today where the so called inferior cultures of the past, the so called inferiors to day where the dominate cultures of the past in many or most cases, in their region or in their portion of their continent. This is what individuals do to one another. This is how we are habituated on many levels, but it does not have to be this way. Believe in your self, face this tendency of humanity that we need to grow out of, defend your self from this, rise without putting others down. Weed out dysfunctional patterns of relating, of being that you picked up from your family.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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A Way For Love, Peace and Friendship!
How can wars be stopped in the world?
How can love be promoted with peace?
How can friendship be developed among all?
These questions everyone thinks about now;
But what is the way to implement them?
That is the question lingers on forever!
Fighting was based on might in the ancient time;
Now fighting through courts is civilisation here!
Right has become might if you are truthful ever!
Can civilisation stand all tests without culture?
Civilisation sans culture does not stand sure!
Culture inclusive of all aspects needs to be encouraged!
By education culture can be developed everywhere
With the initiative of UNO controlling all nations!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Racism and the Culture Of Racism
We must be aware…..,
Of the Culture Of Racism….,
It’s a slur and a swear….,
The Culture Of Racism….! ! !
Can’t turn your back….,
On the Culture Of Racism….,
Or you’ll feel the whack…,
Of the Culture Of Racism….! ! !
It’s hard to believe….
The Culture Of Racism….,
That’s why we all grieve….,
The Culture Of Racism…! ! !
We must face the facts….,
On the Culture Of Racism ….! ! !
Cause we’ve seen the attacks…..,
Of the Culture Of Racism….,
It follows us all…,
The Culture Of Racism….,
But we must stand tall….,
Against the Culture Of Racism….! ! !
Can we control or stop it….,
As long as it’s been livin’….? ? ?
That’s the priceless question….,
On the Culture Of Racism…! ! !
poem by Trade Martin
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What is Culture
What is Culture?
What we think of in Rumbek
What we think of in Jerusalem
What we think of in Moscow
All different things we think, say,
Do and make at different places at the same time
What differentiate a man from insects, birds and beasts?
If you don’t have a culture
You’re a housefly
If you don’t keep your culture
You’re a beetle or cockroach
If you adopt a culture
You’re a tick
If you hate other’s culture
You’re a toad
If you don’t hate or love other’s culture
You’re real man
poem by David Aoloch Bion
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Dj Culture
(tennant/lowe)
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(attention! attention!
Trente-neuf, quarante)
Imagine a war which everyone won
Permanent holiday in endless sun
Peace without wisdom, one steals to achieve
Relentlessly, pretending to believe
Attitudes are materialistic, positive or frankly realistic
Which is terribly old-fashioned, isnt it?
Or isnt it?
(dj culture) dance with me
(dj culture) lets pretend
Living in a satellite fantasy
Waiting for the night to end
(dj culture dj d)
Lets pretend we won a war
Like a football match, ten-nil the score
Anythings possible, were on the same side
Or otherwise on trial for our lives
Ive been around the world for a number of reasons
Ive seen it all, the change of seasons
And i, my lord, may I say nothing?
(dj culture) dance with me
(dj culture) lets pretend
Living in a satellite fantasy
Waiting for the night to end (dj culture)
(dj culture) dance with me
(dj culture) lets pretend
Living in a satellite fantasy
Wondering whos your friend (dj culture)
Now as a matter of pride
Indulge yourself, your every mood
No feast-days, or fast-days, or days of abstinence intrude
Consider for a minute who you are (consider/who you are)
What youd like to change, never mind the scars (change)
Bury the past, empty the shelf (bury the past)
Decide its time to reinvent yourself (its time)
Like liz before betty, she after sean
Suddenly youre missing, then youre reborn
And i, my lord, may I say nothing?
(dj culture) (dance with me)
(dj culture) (dance with me)
Living in a satellite fantasy
Waiting for the night to end (dj culture)
(dj culture) dance with me
(dj culture) lets pretend
Living in a satellite fantasy
Wondering whos your friend (dj culture)
(dj culture) and i, my lord, (une foix)
(dj culture) may I say nothing? (deux fois)
Living in a satellite fantasy
Waiting for the night to end (dj culture)
(attention! attention! attention! attention!)
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Jamestown changed the world in many ways, but perhaps it shaped our nation most profoundly the day Africans arrived. I can't think of a more relevant place to talk about the issues facing our community today than the place where African culture became American culture.
quote by Tavis Smiley
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School-Community
School is a community which surrounds you most
A place where teachers seem somewhat like ghosts
Believing that it’s a chance for new friends
But the community also introduces new ends
You believe that you yourself can never be true
To reside into acting into someone that isn't you
The school community soon becoming fake
Inside, many people's hearts begin to ache
We believe in not showing our true selves
The community telling to dig deep in ourselves
Slowly we start believing that freedom is forbidden
But does school truly want ourselves to remain hidden?
Friendships can lead to you being cut down
We sometimes wish this community wasn't around
But then we realise not to defy the real world
And that the real truth is being unfurled
This community teaches us to stand on our own feet
And without this test we shall still remain incomplete
The teachings is something that no one seems to share
In the real world these are teachings we'll need out there
School is a place where there are things we must learn
Otherwise the community outside will cause us to return
The community outside is the place we are yearning
But this community is the place we are still learning…
poem by Silly Artist
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The Confessions Of An Incorrigible Person
I am a religious fanatic, because I do not respect any religion other than my own – Humanism.
I am not cosmopolitan, because I do not respect any community other than my own – Humanity.
I do not like any language other than my own – the language of unity, understanding and friendship.
I give a damn to any culture other than my own – Human Culture.
There is only one civilization I respect, the ancient civilization I am a part of – World Civilization.
I do not have time for anybody other than my own family – The World Fraternity.
Agreed, all these characteristics that I have are extremely condemnable. But sorry, I will not change. I am incorrigible.
Same Place, Same Time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
The coffee’s hot
And the company is good
Conversation flows, as it should
A joke or two
And when all is said and done
We’re right back to where we begun
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
These crowded streets
I balance tight roped on the curb
Car screeches past, a scream is heard
De ja vu
Yes I’ve been here before
Time moves slowly as traffic stalls
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Break
It was good
You were sublime
I’m so glad that we spent the time
Time is short
What we have is rare
Love is oxygen with you there
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Same place, same time
Copyright 2006 (updated 2010)
poem by Colin Coplin
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Museum of Culture
Preserving the culture has been like the tusk of mastodons,
This is only suitable for preserving in the billiard balls,
Sustaining the culture has been like the extinct saber truth,
That is only suitable for experimental use.
Other customs are influencing on the real ones,
Like Mongols of east, east culture is ruling west,
And, as barbarians of west, west cultures have come to east,
So, preserving it has been a museum’s job.
In the show case of museum our tradition is seeing the change,
Youth are busy copying other’s tradition,
All are getting puzzled in culture,
Can’t we once again retain our own ethnicity?
The clear answer I hear is ‘no’.
Thanks to Museum of culture which is dong it.
poem by Sambidhan Acharya
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New World Disorder
Our culture, our culture,
our culture has been lost.
how many, how many,
how many lives are at cost?
will you survive,
will you survive and watch other's die?
you have no chance, you have no
chance if you want to remain alive
new world disorder
as far as I can see
new world disorder
no hope for you or me.
our system, our system,
our system no longer exists.
scream, yell louder no one will help
they helped before it was their job
well they got paid. money gets health and power.
and ceased the other day.
oh
song performed by by Unseen
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The Culture Of Stupidity
Open your naive eyes…..,
To the Culture Of Stupidity….,
It’s all around you….,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….! !
No way to escape….,
From the Culture Of Stupidity ….,
It haunts and stalks you…,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….! !
It’s hard to believe it….,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….,
That so many can’t see it….,
The Culture Of Stupidity …! !
As liberals keep shying away…..,
From the overwhelming threat…..,
Of radical terrorism today…..,
How long will The Culture Of Stupidity go on….? ?
My answer is as simple as this….,
The Culture Of Stupidity shall live on…..,
As long as humankind and liberalism will exist…! !
poem by Trade Martin
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This Culture Of Impunity
This culture of impunity,
Raising up lack of unity,
Killing all the art of creativity,
Disregarding the countries majority,
Letting the country in hands of stupidity,
A people with no activity,
This culture of impunity,
One that is killing humanity,
Killing each other in the community,
A government of totality,
One that forgets society,
Breaching all the arts of morality,
This culture of impunity,
One that has forgotten reality,
Embracing mediocrity,
Leading to future uncertainty,
Activating public liability,
But concealing its materiality,
This culture of impunity.
poem by Maselo George
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Cordell
Though once you ruled my mind
I thought youd always be there
And Ill always hold on to your face
But everything changes in time
And the answers are not always fair
And I hope youve gone to a better place
Cordell, time will tell
They say that you past away
And I hope youve gone to a better place
Time will tell, time will tell
They say that you past away
And I know that youve gone to a better place
Cordell, cordell
Cordell, cordell
Your lover and baby will cry
But your presence will always remain
Is this how it was meant to be
You meant something more to me
Than what many people will see
And to hell with the industry
Cordell, time will tell
They say that you past away
And I hope youve gone to a better place
Time will tell, time will tell
We all will depart and decay
And we all will return to a better place
Cordell, cordell
Cordell, cordell
Nana, nana, nana, nana
Nana, nana, nana, nana
song performed by by Cranberries
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Writer And Culture
Green was culture, Green were you.
After a revolt, after a red,
You have become black,
Your culture black.
Perhaps, I will write in black.
Hip pop, hip hop, Bi pop,
Jockey tight, body loose.
Loose is the costume,
Loose is your future.
It is thy culture.
I get up in heat,
Tightening my feet,
Empty heat, Empty Zest.
I am thirsty to change you.
Can you give me some water?
You too get up in heat,
Posing your fittings,
Around your settings.
I am thirsty for water,
You are thirsty for culture.
You forgot your origin and seed,
While you are busy to feed need.
You want a trend,
You want a mixture,
Thinking change is must.
I see a mass culture building,
At the outdoors you are kneeling.
You are kneeling with feeling,
Begging for hybridity,
For a culture of santry.
I was not a poet,
But your condition made me.
I have a query for your culture,
Will this continue in future?
I think yes; what you say?
.
poem by Abhimanyu Kumar.s
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Good about world
It is nice to feel good about world
Existence of different people in it s fold
Somewhere hot weather and somewhere cold
Somewhere you find only dust and somewhere pure gold
Natural resources spread over large and scattered area
Less land but surrounded by vast and magnificent seas
Sun to spread across vast areas of land
Spreading the message of love and making them friends
At every twelve miles of land stretch, the language change
Intelligent men travel across and ably try to manage
What a beautiful experience to learn and develop
Best means of developing brotherhood without any stop
This is how we cherish the dream of cultural bonds
We remain eager to learn more and very fond
Who says world is limited and full of adversaries?
And there is no end to sufferings and miseries
We have definitely come closer to both the poles
No divide but combined together as whole
Our ideas and actions match with remote sense
Let handful of people speak different with nonsense
We may overcome with passage of time and place
Know more of values and culture with mixed races
Love and peace may prevail without any doubt
The art of poetry is often less talked about
It can perform miracle and bring people together
People can be taught how to withstand and wither
The impeding danger and later on consequences
It is the real test to live with all in its presence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Vulture Culture
Lenny zakatek - lead vocal
Somehow you made it in the big wide world
And youre absolutely home and dry
You got away from a one horse town
And the only way out was to fly
You heard a lot about an easy street
And it seems like the place to be
You heard some talk about a slippery slope
But you think it cant happen to me
Vulture culture
Use it or you lose it
Vulture culture
Choose it or refuse it
Hollywood is calling wont you join the dance
Moving onto wall street why not take a chance
Its a vulture culture
Never lend a loser a hand
Just a vulture culture
Living off the fat of the land
Nowhere to turn around and catch your breath
Its all relatively trouble free
No need to bother with the bottom line
Or a money back guarantee
You sign a deal thats been etched in stone
Its absolutely cut and dry
Thats when they got you in the danger zone
And the only way out is to die
Vulture culture
Use it or you lose it
Vulture culture
Choose it or refuse it
Hollywood is waiting striking up the band
Everyone on wall street shakes you by the hand
Such a vulture culture
Never lend a loser a hand
Just a vulture culture
Living off the fat of the land
Use it or you lose it
Choose it or refuse it
Hollywoods a no go not a second chance
Nobody on wall street gives a second glance
Its a vulture culture
Moving to the beat of the band
Its a vulture culture
Never lend a loser a hand
Its just a vulture culture
Living off the fat of the land
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Resurrect the old culture.
The culture is rich
Where guilt, conscience and shame warn.
The culture is fair
Where repercussion and prosecution warn.
The culture is poor
Where escape is the root to success.
Culture stands for name.
Greed and insecurity have marred it.
It is high time for parents
To ask their children to resurrect the old.
02.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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