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Only to be blamed

We are only to be blamed
No one has so far claimed
The root cause of our down fall
And never responded to real call

Why to blame nature and mentality?
Are we not product of same quality?
Same piece carved out from earthen clay
Different toys given to understand and play

We teach our children not to be fearless
We frighten them with ghost‘s face
We remind them of dark clouds and black night
Forbid them from leaving the house to avoid fight

“Don’t get beaten by any child” we advise
“If you sense the trouble, leave the filed”
Don’t pick unnecessary scuffles and rush to home
We will give them such a teachings which is hostile and unwelcome

Such children may be short sighted and work for narrow interest
They will give more importance to lip services and try to extract best
Such tendency prevails on large scale and hence we can expect no miracle
The whole world revolves round same strategy and with same circle

History has witnessed enough of destruction with no long time solution
Countries come together with bold announcements and resolutions
Yet nothing comes out of it and whole world is on top of volcano
Nobody is sure when it will erupt and work as inferno

We have to change mental out look and education
Recent development is mere repetition and clear indication
We have become intolerant and less receptive
We want others to surrender and remain captive

Let world breath free environment
Same rights for all with common movement
If woman is assured of her rightful place
I think world has reason to have cheers on face

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Process 1

History can not be rewritten nor is absolution an absolute cure
Man's reason and purpose is to protect the innocent and the pure
The raising of children belong in the family not to an amateur.

Life is much more than just the passing of earthly or spatial time
It is the legacy we leave our children who are the fruit of our vine
Go give and leave them images of value and virtue for their minds.

Children are invited to come and contribute whenever they can
To know life's purpose and reason is the union of woman and man
The mind of a child needs to be challenged so they can understand.

The children are no longer our children when they leave the home
To carry forward and give to their children who are really a loan
The capacity to ask questions; for all answers come from their dome.

Sense's, intellect and questions, the basis for most human thought
The family home is where answers are given before they are sought
A child needs a safe, protected environment, in which to be taught.

The continuity, salvation and redemption of those here and to come
In the hands of all God's children for through them their will be done
Humanity is singular and exclusive and their gender is two not one.

All children filled with the energy of life and an unfettered mind
To have their time of peace to play, question and eventually find
To participate in life with good purpose and reason and never resign.

The children can move our world forward and even far beyond
Always to be; think; and acknowledge; mankind's most common bond
We on earth to to come together and teach our children to get along.

From the beginning to the end all on earth can be for naught
If the children refuse to participate and grow, all will be lost
A shared responsibility to question, listen and all signs to watch.

poem by chuck Hurley
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Women Throughout Time

Women are here, there and every where,
But the society didn't give them in the past any care.
They were forced to live in carelessness, a real nightmare
They weren't allowed to take part in the society or even to share
They had to take permission even before breathing fresh air
They were by every person tamed,
And for every thing they were blamed
They hadn't any courage and all the time they were ashamed.

But this situation is no longer,
As the years taught women to be stronger.
The years taught them how to be supreme without fears,
And that their legal rights are like pearls.
Since our great women claimed for their rights,
And the entire world was awakened to women's great shouts.

The world knew that women in society have great rank,
And recognized that their legal rights in the deep ocean sank.
So the society broke all the chains around the woman her self,
And the woman came out to the world leaving her narrow shelf.

Women are amazing creatures,
Women are an object of mystery.
They are full of dazzling features,
They played their own part in the history.
Women are a great and heavenly treasure,
The epitome of human pleasure.

Now women wear looks of confidence on their face,
And they took of and tore mask of grace.
Women went quickly to learn to gain,
More education to travel through the world in their educational plane.
With their rights they can do any thing to achieve their aim,
But nothing can put out women's enthusiasm flame.

They look from every high place to their future,
And they move in every way of progress and culture.
Now a woman can go to work at schools,
And with her great word she can break any unfair rules.
And now and after giving the women all their rights,
The entire world says that by women it brights.

And such that day we honour the woman and celebrate,
The great woman who opened to the world the hope gate,
You read my poem and that is the end but don't leave,
Women still don't have all their rights, please believe.
I know that women took all their rights now and before,
But when will women stop sweeping the floor?

poem by Mofida Mahmoud
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Rush to me

Oh, dear children, rush to me
You should smile and feel free
Come in my open hand
Embrace me without fear like friend

I have so much love for you
You look at me and rush through
You will be at complete ease
Play, cry with me and tease

Play on my motherly ground
So much joy is awaited to be found
Leave behind all pain and anguish
How best for you I dream and wish

If you remain silent and sad
The whole world may look dark and bad
The nights may frighten with different sounds
We may be pushed away from the grounds

I wish same innocent smile on your face
It will sadden me through out in that case
I shall give you whatever you desire
I am fond of you and always admire

You hear my voice in church’s bell
It will remind you of me and tell
I stay there for you to keep well
I will catch you in my arms before you fall

You are destiny and future
I want you all to be very sure
Lead you to safety and completely assure
You stay and enjoy wherever you are

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A free advice

In all the corners of world you may find readers
There is no dearth of talent and you will find many leaders
Every household is having President Obama and Princess Margaret
You may find their wisdom call at any time and they will proudly state

They are running commentary and have solution for all the problems
Unfortunately no one has approached anytime and consulted them
They are ready to render ant kind of service and boost of their image
They are furious at not being taken note of and express open rage

“It happens all the time” they may confide to friend circle of their dismay
How important role is waiting for them and they are readily available to play
They have no other choice but fall in their line and render the service
But unfortunately they can’t blame the system as no one comes for their advice

All statistical data are generated by them for ready reference
They may express unhappiness that why people draw no interference
There were times when people use to rush to them for direction
Now they are jobless and find easy time to comment for action

It is very easy to set some body’s house on fire
It is also very easy to avail services from others on hire
People may move round you all the time and admire
You will have your area to work with as golden empire

There is no dearth of people to gain their support
Ships may anchor at free and all weather port
How bees are attracted toward sweets to make honey?
People too may look towards you for easy money

It is said world can be made to bend
You act in good manner with feelers to send
They may work for you to crate impression
You will have all the right then for expression

Leaders are not crated over night
They have worked day and night for people’s rights
They claim to have far off vision with sight
They may prove their prophecy all the time right

You need go out for your rightful place
It is star studded gamble and mad race
You may be down with defeat and loose the face
There may be few who may emerge victorious in the case

World may listen to them with utmost care
They may want to know where they are
There where about may be known world over
They will be provided with safety cover

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To The American People

common sense solutions:

tax the wealthy.
tax corporations and financial institutions.
put a tariff on imports.
go back to building things here.
get behind the American farmers.
grow as much of your own food as you can.
raise the minimum wage.
change from oil addiction to alternative fuels.
stop the damn wars.
feed every child!
give every child equal education opportunities.
stop prescribing narcotic pills like m & m's.
take money out of the courtrooms.
let anyone live here that works and contributes.
teach your children respect.
teach them to read.
teach them to work.
make health insurance a part of your taxes,
on a percentage basis where it's fair to all.
give everyone equal health care.
take care of the aged and the disabled.
but people that can work need to work!
fight for the environment for our children's sakes.
quit fighting over religion, politics, and sexual orientation.
restore human dignity by equal rights, equal justice.
stop judging, and start affirming.
pay politicians minimum wage!
clean up the street gangs and the prisons...
put prisoners to work, and educate them!
stop building bombs and armies,
and rebuild this country...
the roads, the cities, the factories...
put people back to work!
stop spraying crops with harmful chemicals
and feeding animals antibiotics
that are dangerous...
and pay teachers like they have the most
impotant job in the world...
they do!
teaching your children!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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History Will Teach Us Nothing

If we seek solace in the prisons of the distant past
Security in human systems were told will always always last
Emotions are the sail and blind faith is the mast
Without a breath of real freedom were getting nowhere fast
If God is dead and an actor plays his part
His words of fear will find their way to a place in your heart
Without the voice of reason every faith is its own curse
Without freedom from the past things can only get worse
Sooner or later just like the world first day
Sooner or later we learn to throw the past away
Sooner or later just like the world first day
Sooner or later we learn to throw the past away
Sooner or later we learn to throw the past away
History will teach us nothing
History will teach us nothing
Our written history is a catalogue of crime
The sordid and the powerful, the architects of time
The mother of invention, the oppression of the mild
The constant fear of scarcity, aggression as its child
Sooner or later
Sooner or later
Sooner or later
Sooner or later
Convince an enemy, convince him that hes wrong
Is to win a bloodless battle where victory is long
A simple act of faith
In reason over might
To blow up his children will only prove him right
History will teach us nothing
Sooner or later the world first day
Sooner or later we learn to throw the past away
Sooner or later the world first day
Sooner or later we learn to throw the past away
Sooner or later we learn to throw the past away
History will teach us nothing
History will teach us nothing
Know you human rights
Be what you come here for
Know your human rights
Be what you come here for
Know your human rights
Be what you come here for
Know your human rights
Be what you come here for

song performed by by Sting
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Process One

History hides its emotion just as absolution is not an absolute cure
Man's reason and purpose is to protect the innocent and the pure
The raising of chiildren belongs in the family not an amateur.

Life is much more than just the pasing of earthly or spatial time
It is the legacy we leave our children who are the fruit of our vine.
To give and leave them images of value and virtue for their minds.

Children are invited to come and contribute whenever they can
To know life's purpose and reason, is the union of woman and man
The mind of a child needs to be challenged so they can understand.

The children are no longer our children when they leave home
To carry forward and give to their childen who are really a loan
The capacity to ask questions as all answers come from the dome.

The continuity, salvation and redemption of those here and to come
In the hands of all God's children for through them its will be done
Humanity is singular and inclusive and their gender is two not one.

All children filled with the energy of life and an unfettered mind
To have their time of peace to play, question, and eventually find
To participate in life with good purpose and reason and never resign.

The children can move our world forward and even far beyond
Always to be, think, and acknowledge; mankind's most common bond
We on earth to come together and teach our children to get along.

From the beginning to the end all on earth can be for naught
If the children refuse to participate and grow, all will be lost
A shared responsibility to question, listen and all signs to watch.

11-03-05 Aho Speaks

poem by AHO Speaks
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Balancing On The Edge Of Jeopardy

Children are a strange commodity.
A product of our teachings...
And a reflection of the environment.

Like unnecessary attachments,
Sometimes they can be.
So innocent and sweet when born...
To grow into untamed weeds,
We pray to bloom into prized accessories.
Yes!
Compared to those 'things',
We pride ourselves to keep.

We hope our lessons teach them well.
But no one really knows,
In what direction our children will eventually...
Choose to go.

Children,
As we believe we know them...
Are a strange commodity.
A product of our teachings...
And a reflection of the environment.

And 'if' the environment isn't condusive,
To the mental health of our 'kids'...
Any future we perceive that is deserving that comes,
Can either be brightened with enlightenment...
Or hang nervously balancing on the edge of jeopardy.

And,
Our expectations void of consistent encouragement...
May be a bit too high for them to fly without obedience.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Drastic changes

There is drastic change in environment
Earth is undergoing with heave movement
Mother earth is now pushing hot volcano
We must understand this change and know

Glaciers are melting and flooding the rivers
Destructions everywhere which is witnessed never
What to speak of bush fires and rising sea waves?
Nature is turning hostile and simply dares

World is moving with faster pace
There is no room for emotions or any race
What had been in past can’t be carried further
Some new ideas are to be inducted and served as booster

Parents may have different feelings
New generation may not for it or willing
Some thing infuriate them as insult
Something new is emerging as result

They are not having passion for long wait
Neither have they accepted it as chance nor as fate
Everything must be done with accuracy and precision
It can’t be left for the tomorrow’s decision

Some of the actions may definitely irritate old people
But they can hardly wait for any future problem or trouble
It has to be dealt with dare devil approach
The old people never dared or thought as such

There is generation gap so far work is concerned
Not a single area is left unexplored or unconcerned
It requires greater understanding and precision
Everything is depended on calculative decision

So give free hand to young and talented boys
You can’t see them for long playing with toys
They may remain in your image as small kids
But today they are on high mission for providing leads

I see some of the parents shedding the tears
They have lot more to explain and bear
But there is over all change in approach and dealing
You can only have some thing little for healing

Let them have their own sway
As it is burden on their shoulder to push the way
We can see them as hot headed
But things can be alright if points conceded

I shall request with open hand
Don’t enter with arguments as unwelcome friend
It may deteriorate the situation further
You have to act as bridge to make the relations smoother

There is nothing more to negotiate
As everything amounts to vitiate
The incidences at home must be restricted
The atmosphere must remain cordial without being excited

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Celebrate Youth

Celebrate Youth
by H-Blockx
Album: No Excuses
I can see the older man
Looking at the younger man
I can see the younger man
Looking at the boy
Over there the older woman
Looking at the younger woman
I can see the younger woman
Looking at the girl
'Cause every man sees
In the younger man the hope
Every woman sees
In the younger girl the dream
Everybody lives
The pride and passion of the young
From the womb to the tomb
We will remember what it means
Refrain:
So celebrate youth - celebrate
Those who have it - young ones
Celebrate youth - celebrate
Give them sight
The future of the world's in the -celebrate
Hands of children - young ones
So celebrate youth - celebrate
Teach them right
Looking in a child's face
There's no pride and no disgrace
There's no struggle there's no fight
I can see the older man
And sometimes in the older man
I still see the young boy
Burning in his eye
And locked up here inside our spirit
Is the child that we are, hear it
Some of us will always fear it
And some will heed the cry
'Cause every man sees
In the younger man the hope
Every woman sees
In the younger girl the dream
Everybody lives
The pride and passion of the young
From the womb to the tomb
We will remember what it means
Refrain:
So celebrate youth - celebrate
Those who have it - young ones
Celebrate youth - celebrate
Give them sight
The future of the world's in the -celebrate
Hands of children - young ones
So celebrate youth - celebrate
Teach them right
Looking in a child's face
There's no pride and no disgrace
There's no struggle, there's no fight
Fight like a youth brigade
Tear down your baricades
I know fear's a blade
Time's up, another decade
Fight to be free indeed
Wrap up the things you need
Imaturity
Celebrates the youth in me
Looking in a child's eye
There's no hate and there's no lie
There's no black and there's no white
Refrain:
So celebrate youth - celebrate
Those who have it - young ones
Celebrate youth - celebrate
Give them sight
The future of the world's in the -celebrate
Hands of children - young ones
So celebrate youth - celebrate
Teach them right
Looking in a child's eye
There's no hate and there's no lie
There's no black and there's no white

song performed by by H-BlockX
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The War Of The Children

The child abuse has been the war of the children
It is going on for too long in a world like this
The children is the victim of it
It is the children who suffers more each day
Stop the child abuse now
We want to put an end to this war
Make the public aware that this exists
Love the children with all your heart
Make the children feel worth
Make them feel special
Show them respect and let them respect you
Because respect and love is a two way thing
Respect the children wishes
Make this world a safe place for our children
Teach them to listened
Let them feel welcome in this world
Let the children live there lives
When you abuse the children
You break there hearts, you are destroying there dreams
And the respect they have for you is lost
What do you get when you abuse the children?
You get no satisfaction
The children have lost there sense of worth
They don’t feel special anymore
And they don’t feel safe anymore
The children know whom they can trust and whom they can’t
Help the children to grow in a safe environment
Feel there hearts with laughter and take there sadness away
Give them the support they need each day as they live there lives

poem by Aldo Kraas
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One More Day

Listen to the wind
Hear the voice inside you.
Something in the air,
Something youve been blind to.
People everywhere are dying to be free.
Time has come to live our lives in harmony.
Chorus:
Give the children of the world one more day,
Give the children of the world, give them one more day.
Where do we begin?
When will freedom find us?
Bring the new day in
Free the chains that bind us.
People reaching out for just a little more.
Love is all we need to open up the door.
Chorus
Now the futures up to you.
Take a stand and see things thru
For the children of tomorrow.
Give the world one more day,
Time enough to find a way
To start over a way to go on.
One more day
One more day
Give the children of the world
One more day
One more day
One more day
Give the children of tomorrow
One more day

song performed by by Chicago
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Thoughts

Mind is pre occupied with thought
No win even after battles fought,
No results even after lessons taught,
No peace despite comforts bought,

Is that we have gone so much insane,
Our prestige at low and efforts in vane,
Roads all clear and deserted lane,
Sky too calm but only noise of plane,

Nothing will improve or find change,
Look even shabby even you arrange,
Does not require outward finish,
It is sign of doom’s day and perishes,

Reforms in thoughts and sincere action,
Will bring all change without any question,
World at large will have joy and benefit,
Simple thought and no brake or limit,

What I am searching in selfish world,
What I look around and develop feet cold,
Do I lack vision or ideas bold?
Do I stand on slippery land and not properly hold?

It is senseless thought war only in mind,
Never parallel in history you find,
Mind vicious and no place for views kind,
All ready to give you push from behind,

Who should I trust and whom to avoid?
Find no excuse or reason solid,
Will have to use mind and common sense,
Must leave behind thoughts and tense,

I failed to distinguish what is wrong or right,
Unnecessary quarrel and useless fight,
Peace will elude and goal not in sight,
Will emerge end of tunnel with bright light

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fragments: IV.

The business of the world is child's play mere;
Too many, ah! the children playing here:
Their pleasure and their woe, their loss and gain,
Alike mean nothing, and alike are vain;
As children's, who, to pass the time away,
Build up their booths, and buy and sell in play;
But homeward hungering must at eve repair,
And standing leave their booths with all their ware:
So the world's children, when their night is come,
With empty satchels turn them sadly home.

poem by Richard Chenebix Trench
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Night Came

The night came following the day
And on my knees I did pray
I prayed to the lord for the children
Of the world, for every little boy and girl.

So much suffering, so much pain
And yet everything stays the same
Children all over the world looking to see
If they could find a bite to eat.

All they want are the little things
That we take for granted
A shower, clean clothes, food and a bed
And a roof over their heads.

Parents who could love them
and send them to school
So that they would not be
Considered the little fool.

They have their dreams
like any other child
And they’ve been held
back for quite a while.
Now it’s their time to live
And to show what they could give.

Let us give these children the opportunity
So that this world could see
With love and education they
Could do anything.

poem by Louis Rams
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The World Beyond - A Place of Mystery

Chapter One:
the begin

life is a cycle
but not quite a trifle...
the world around us
a world of mystery
we may not understand
what is at hand
for this is the world around us
for understanding the world
is understanding a dropp in the ocean
we have the world
a world that we do not understand
if we discover the world's secrets
we will know that drop
and we will fully make sense of life
we are the world
the world is us
thus being the key to the world's secret doors
the doors to knowledge
we must live our purpose
each creature learning more and more
until the world we know
is six feet above us
our world is coming to an end
the world we know of
the world we understand
yet don't understand
we must fix what we have done.....
the stars were bright
at the dawn of our flight
for our world had begun
the world we cherish
the world we know
but don't know
the world beyond
the dinosaurs we know so little about
how they stood for so many years
a mystery to us
imagine
the world
our world
intertwining in the footsteps
with the world we do not understand
chaos would turn to peace
imagine
our world
and the world beyond
together as one
peace and harmony
hatred and chaos
our world will have both
until we know
what we do not know
does not have to stay a mystery
now you shall know
the world beyond us
what is the world beyond us
the world we do not understand
and so we begin
the world above
the world below
our souls our colliding
and so I write this
our making
our design
just a dropp in the ocean
but with that drop
there can be another dropp saved
and a complete change in this world
we underestimate those drops
causing frustration and dislike
for it is not possible to do the impossible
unless the possible is done

Chapter two:
no choice
(the present day)

the world around us
its melting
our time is running out
the mystery we face
is an understanding that some do not have
those who understand
must help those who don't understand
to understand
thus making a difference in the environment
once the environment is fixed
we must keep it fixed
of face tragic consequences

poem by Elijah Easton
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A day new one

On each new day
We loose the way
When something is done deliberately wrong
It might prove very long

No time to assess what was right
Constant tussle and vigorous fight
Judgment full of errors and correction not slight
Life in dark and may not find light

It moves on aimlsslessly without any sight
No one has guts to make it right
How to prevail upon others and bring the peace?
When no one is pre-occupied and not at ease

Do we understand the value of our being?
Have we ever found the time to peacefully sing?
What keeps us away from natural environment?
Why do we leave ghastly scene amidst hostile movement?

If we think right and mend course in time
The day may become bright and free from crime
Each day we die for no benefit of humanity
It is not the message of divinity

Love the life and duration as well
Make it memorable for others to tell
Don’t shroud life under veil of secrecy?
Ask for blessings and simple mercy

Do we lead the life as it is claimed?
Is it unblemished and not to be blamed?
It goes on as if everything is fully set
We confine it to ourselves and not others to let

How to claim whole world as one family?
Does it not look absurd and completely silly?
Have we not traded it for our selfish end?
What nice feelings or messages we send?

We need to understand the human value
How many died or survived is not the issue?
How much world benefited from passing of our day?
Life may be over any time if given away the way

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Inflammed mind

I bore so much ill will,
Hatred more with intense kill,
Jealousies more with less zeal,
Anger more but not real,

Can any body suggest and heal?
Not hate me and put a seal,
With great pain I conceal,
Look so nice but not real,

My mind is living inferno,
Dead thoughts with active volcano,
How any one can read and know,
What is hidden underneath the snow?

I grew with deep trust and hate,
Common sense came very late,
With mean thoughts I always rate,
Wait for fate to come through gate,

I never trust and confide,
Crush the intent and skillfully hide,
High ambition on with horse ride,
Angle narrow and mind not wide,

World has done nothing wrong,
Still I found, self not among,
Afraid to sing beautiful song,
May be it so not short but long,

I see people always on run,
Threatening life with long barrel gun,
This all happen under the nose of sun,
How can I find time for fun?

Nothing goes smooth and as usual,
I too take it as routine and casual,
The role I play is dubious and dual,
Not so holy but as part of ritual,

Failed to understand why such is mentality?
No more care for any such sensitivity,
Aim at destruction and no creativity,
Wants to enjoy life with more longitivity

Mob flee after setting houses on fire,
Not real people but kept on hire,
They burn the property of others,
I burn from within which almost bothers,

Can do nothing but mere spectator,
No powers to act as dictator,
Might pray for peace in long run,
Only friendship hand with no trotting gun

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Real World

Days, times we will remember
When innocence was lost
We let our hearts move on
So many dreams we thought would last forever
Today it doesnt matter
All those dreams are gone, they are gone, oooh
Tell me how it feels again
Oh, show me that its real and then
Ill walk away, from my own reflection
The stranger that I knew
The stranger that was you
And now I face a cold return to sender
A truce but no surrender
A voice that wont ring true, where are you? oooh
I reach over the edge
And throw a penny in the wishing well
Its so deep that I can tell
That in the real world
Theres fewer stars in the sky
And in the real world
You can get hear children cry at night
This is the real world
There is no time, for a life of solitude
Only hunger and survival
In the world we were born into, were alone, oooh
And it brings me to my knees
Our father lay me down to sleep
Father please
Pray the lord my soul to keep
Keep us in the real world
Keep us in the real world
Dont have to tell you
In the real world
Theyll damn you if you try
In the real world
Let it begin with you and i
This is the real world
Theres fewer stars in the sky
This is the real world
You can get hear children cry at night
Now in the real world
Theyll damn you if you try
And in the real world
Let it begin with you and i
Living in the real world
Yeah, living in the real world

song performed by by Foreigner
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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No one jumped, all were pushed

Those children wonder why
Why their parents seem to die
Each day they lose some life
And each day those children cry
.
Those mothers they weep
Those fathers they hold the heart that leaks
And those children they are what this world seeks
Because those children aren’t weak
.
The children they sit and watch
They watch their parents being eaten
The world they deem to be a place where everyone can be free
But, when they touch the street they only feel tension and heat
.
This world it burns
And this world it will eat
This world will be
What breaks your beauty
.
Growing up they will see
That no one wanted to fall down
No one wanted to let go
No one jumped they all stood only weak*
.
Trying to stand up straight
Trying to fight with faith
Trying to beat the world
But, only to pushed over and never found
.
Those children they sit and watch
And they in time become the weak*
They stand on the cliff
And just let the world push it’s the only way of becoming free*

poem by Victoria Martinez
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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