Yes we Can
The people massed at Lincoln Park
upon election Eve.
It was a night not to forget
Dice cast with no reprieve.
Torches shed an eerie light
upon the platform there.
The People's hero climbed the steps
the answer to their prayer.
Like Reagan in a different age-
That dark horse of the Right-
The President-Elect spoke to his base-
He played Left field all night.
His campaign based on “Hope” and “Change”
Had left the Right confused
Armed with twin majorities,
It was bound to be bad news.
A high school Student council race
Could hinge on Hope and fears
Barrack’s had borrowed his campaign
From Cliff, the guy on “Cheers”
Somewhere above, George Soros sat,
Jove on Olympus High.
His money all had been well spent
And he controlled this guy.
Like something out of Nuremberg
That nighttime rally seemed-
And the Right, like German Jews,
sadly surveyed the scene.
Cliff, the drunken mailman on the Sit-Com “Cheers” ran a race for City Council in one episode on a meaningless Platform of “ Change” It worked better for Obama.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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I have a dream
'I have a dream! '
The man on the platform began...
'I have, a dream.'
The people all around cheering, clapping.
The signs were raised in the sky.
The man spoke strong and true,
His voice singing with hope, equality, and power.
His name is King, Marting Luther King, Jr.
His dream is to have white and black people equal.
To have friendship between them, to have no vision of color.
'I solemly swear! '
The man on the platform begain...
'I do so solemly swear.'
The people all around cheering, clapping.
The signs were raised in the sky.
The man spoke strong, and determined,
His voice filled with change, with strength.
His name is Obama, Barack Obama.
He is the begining of the future, and the present.
He is the begining of that 'dream' coming true.
by: Bethany M.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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High In The City
I got the time, I got my feet
Lets go hit the street
High in the city
High in the city
I got my mace and you got your knife
You gotta protect your own life
High in the city
High in the city
I wanna get high in the city
I wanna stay alive here in the city
I wanna stay high in the city
High in the city
High in the city
Lets not walk down sutton place
You know everybody there got an akitas
High in the city
High in the city
Dont wanna talk politics today
I feel too good let me have my way
High in the city
High in the city
Watch out for that guy on your right
Seen him on the news last saturday night
He was high in the city
High in the city
Hey, look theyre setting fire to that jeep
Theres not much you can keep
High in the city
High in the city
I wanna get high in the city
I wanna stay alive in the city
I wanna stay high in the city
High in the city
High in the city
So many people feeling low
And theres only one way to go to
Get high in the city
High in the city
Lets grap a pie, lets hit the park
Ill kiss and hug you till it gets dark
Here in the city
Getting high in the city
(high in the city)
(high in the city and youre looking so pretty)
(feelin pretty witty, gettin high off of the city)
(hi-ai-ai-ai, high in the city)
(high in the city)
(high in the city and youre looking so pretty)
(feelin pretty witty, gettin high off of the city)
(hi-ai-ai-ai, high in the city)
(high in the city)
(high in the city and youre looking so pretty)
(feelin pretty witty, gettin high off of the city)
(hi-ai-ai-ai, high in the city)
song performed by by Lou Reed
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War's Cataract
In this red havoc of the patient earth,
Though higher yet the tide of battle rise,
Now has the hero cast away disguise,
And out of ruin splendour comes to birth.
This is the field where Death and Honour meet,
And all the lesser company are low:
Pale Loveliness has left her mirror now
And walks the Court of Pain with silent feet.
From cliff to cliff war's cataract goes down,
Hurling its booming waters to the shock;
And, tossing high their manes of gleaming spray,
The crested chargers leap from rock to rock,
While over all, dark though the thunder frown,
The rainbows climb above to meet the day.
poem by Herbert Asquith
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Bait & Switch
His campaign platform promised change
“All will share in the American dream”
The stench of 911 still hung down-range
A Nation still reeling from Bush regime
‘Twas clear something wasn’t right
Promises began tumbling one-by-one
The true agenda soon came to light
From another bobble-head chameleon
A troubled people he did bewitch
Victims of the old “Bait n’ switch”
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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The Lyric Of Fiona
As daylight appears above the earth's horizon
My thoughts begin with this perpetual race
In which my inner voice always steps in to the rescue
On the pretense of reassurance,
Whisper the very same tone and lyric
'Here's cheers to your pain'
'Here's cheers to your sorrow'
'As it happens long and gone'
'The damage has already done'
'time to let go, something meant not grow'
These words usually carry me through for sometime.
They are constructive and wholesome
They are used as a basis for relating values to my issues
They are used as principle to reach me out
They are supposedly therapeutic words, useful while they last
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'Here's cheers to your strength'
'Here's cheers for breaking the silence'
'Here's cheers for coming out of the isolation'
'Here's cheers for taking the step toward your healing journey'
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Some People Change
His old man was a rebel yeller, bad boy to the bone, and say cant trust a color feller, he
judge em by the tone of their skin. He was raised to think like his dad narrow mind full of
hate on the road to no where fast till the grace of god got in the way then he saw the light n
hit hes knees n cried and said a prayer, rose up a brand new man n left the old one right
there
[Chorus:]
Heres to the strong, thanks to the brave dont give up hope some people change
against all odds, against the grain love finds a way, some people change
She was born with her mothers habit guess you can say its in her blood she hates it that
shes gotta have it she fills a glass up n she love to kill that bottle but all she could
think about is a better life, a second chance for everyone shes letting down she throws that
bottle down
[Chorus:]
Heres to the strong, thanks to the brave dont give up hope Some people change
against all odds, against the grain love finds a way, some people change
Thank god for those who make it let them be the light
Some people change
Heres to the strong, thanks to the brave dont give up hope Some people change, against all
odds against the grain, love finds a way, some people change
Some people change
Some people change
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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Too High
Dodo do do do dodo
Do do dodo do dodo
Dodo dodo do do
Dodo do do do dodo
Do do do do dodo do
Dodo dodo dodo
I'm too high
I'm too high
But I ain't touched the sky
I'm too high
I'm too high
But I ain't touched the sky
She's a girl in a dream
She sees a four-eyed cartoon monster
On the T.V. screen
She takes another puff and says
"It's a crazy scene"
That red is green
And she's a tangerine
I'm too high
I'm too high
But I ain't left the ground
I'm too high
I'm too high
I hope I never ever come down
She's the girl in her life
But her world's a superficial paradise
She had a chance to make it big more than once or twice
But no dice
She wasn't very nice
Ooh
Dodo do do do dodo
Do do dodo do dodo
Do do do do do do
Dodo do do do dodo
Do do dodo do dodo
Dodo dodo
Dodo dodo
Dodo dodo
I'm too high
I'm too high
I'm so high
I feel like I'm about to die
I can't ever touch the sky
I'm too high
She's a girl of the past
I guess that I got to her at last
A did you hear the news about the girl today
She passed away
What did her friend say
They said she's too high
Too high
Can't hang around anyway...
Dodo do do do dodo
Do do dodo do dodo
do...do...do...
do...do...do...
do...
song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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She Makes Me High
Ah, yeah, yeah
Oh baby
She is calling
And you dont want to answer back
Im falling
Trying to find my way back
Maybe Ill never know
Where Ive been (what Ive seen)
I hope shell meet me inbetween
So I hope I get through this hurricane
And teach me how to smile again
She makes me high (she makes me high)
She makes me high (she makes me high)
She dont even try (she makes me high)
And I wanna know why (why, why, why)
Do, do, do, hey yeah
Do, do, do
The worlds calling
And its falling at your feet
And youre sorry
Is it so hard to believe
Theres an innocence surrounding you
I see the way that people look at you
So hold my hand through this hurricane
And teach me how to smile again
She makes me high (she makes me high)
She dont even try (she makes me high)
She makes me high (she makes me high)
And I wanna know why (why, why, why)
She puts her turn out
She is good
She suits me like
I wish you would
She is honest now
She is true
Shes the complete
Opposite of you (cheers, applause)
She makes me high (she makes me high)
She makes me high (she makes me high)
She makes me high (she makes me high)
(why) I wanna know
She makes me high (she makes me high)
She makes me high (she makes me high)
And I wanna know why
She makes me high
song performed by by Robbie Williams
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It is essential that there should not only be a limit on campaign spending but it should be required to say where that money is spent and how it is spent. I think there has been more abuse in campaign spending, actually, than in campaign contributors.
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Hillary Clinton Ambition
Hillary what great ambition
She wanted to be POTUS of the nation
She dreamed to be president
She ran grueling campaign
She knocked opponents in succession
She met finally with one remaining hurdle
A tough guy from her city of Chicago
His name Barack Obama
They ran neck to neck for a while
His slogan was 'Yes We Can'
He mesmerized the crowds
As the race progressed
He streaked ahead
He won the race
He won the prize
Hillary Clinton had her place
In history books
Her name will be engraved
As the first lady
Who almost reached the top
poem by Sherif Monem
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All I Ask Of You
CLIFF: No more talk of darkness, forget these wide eyed fears;
I'm here, nothing can harm you, my words will warm and calm you.
Let me be your freedom, let daylight dry your tears'.
I'm here, with you, beside you, to guard you and to guide you.
SARAH: Say you love me ev'ry waking moment,
turn my head with talk of summertime.
Say you need me with you now and always,
promise me that all you say is true, that's all, I ask of you.
CLIFF: Let me be your shelter, let me be your light;
You're safe no one will find you, your fears are far behind you.
SARAH: All I want is freedom, a world with no more night;
And you always beside me, to hold me and to hide me.
CLIFF: Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime,
let me lead you from your solitude.
Say you want me with you here beside you,
anywhere you go, let me go too, that's all I ask of you.
SARAH: Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime,
BOTH: Say the word and I will follow you.
Share each day with me, each night, each morning,
SARAH: Say you love me;
CLIFF: You know I do;
BOTH: Love me, that's all I ask of you.
Love me, that's all I ask of you.
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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US Presidential Race
Hear ye all in the North, the South,
The East and the West, hear ye, hear!
Hear the great event in the annals
of USA, the Giant Power in century!
After the dark Halloween and
the real horror of the Great Hurricane,
the American people will cast their ballots
for a president of their best choice.
Barack Obama and Mitt Romney
dominate attention on the stage and on
the screens; small children get tired
of their mumblings and hope that
their noise will soon end.
Rallies are held in many states
to harvest more electoral votes
Both candidates boast of their
great power and calibre
with their subtle way of
mud slaying each other.
Hear ye, hear ye, the election
of USA for a president!
Between Obama and Romney
Who is the fortunate to win?
Between the Democrats
And the Republicans
Who will hold the victory feast
in the night of November 6?
May the best win for the
Next heavy four years.
__________
Eve of the US presidential election, November 5,2012
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Mirror Man
The water shines
A pebble skips across the face
A dozen times, then disappears
Not a trace left behind
The thrower turns and walks away
A change of mind
Another start a brand new day
You know i'll change
If change is what you require
Your every wish
Your every dream, hope, desire
Here comes the mirror man
Says hes a people fan
Here comes the mirror man
And if it seems Im not the one you used to know
Our little friendship left behind not long ago
Dont feel too hurt
As distance heals the strongest pain
Things are much better now
And just a nagging doubt remains
You know i'll change
If change is what you require
Your every wish
Your every dream, hope, desire
Here comes the mirror man
Says hes a people fan
Here comes the mirror man
Here comes the mirror man
Says hes a people fan
Here comes the mirror man
song performed by by Human League
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Foreclosure Of A Dream
Rise so high, yet so far to fall.
A plan of dignity and balance for all.
Political breakthrough, euphorias high.
More borrowed money, more borrowed time.
Backed in a corner, caught up in the race.
Means to an end ended in disgrace.
Perspective is lost in the spirit of the chase.
/chorus/
Foreclosure of a dream,
Those visions never seen,
Until all is lost,
Personal holocaust.
Foreclosure of a dream.
Barren land that once filled a need,
Are worthless now, dead without a deed.
Slipping away from an iron grip,
Natures scales are forced to tip,
The heartland cries, loss of all pride.
To leave aint believing, so try and be tried.
Insufficient funds, insanity and suicide.
/chorus/
Now with new hope some will be proud.
This is no hoax, no one pushed out.
Receive a reprieve and be a pioneer.
Break new ground of a new frontier.
New ideas will surely get by.
No deed, or dividend. some may ask why?
Youll find the solution, the answers in the sky.
Rise so high, yet so far to fall.
A plan of dignity and balance for all.
Political breakthrough, euphorias high.
More borrowed money, more borrowed time.
/chorus/
Holocaust
song performed by by Megadeth
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Too High
Dodo do do do dodo
Do do dodo do dodo
Dodo dodo do do
Dodo do do do dodo
Do do do do dodo do
Dodo dodo dodo
Im too high
Im too high
But I aint touched the sky
Im too high
Im too high
But I aint touched the sky
Shes a girl in a dream
She sees a four eyed cartoon monster on the t.v. screen
She takes another puff and says its a crazy scene
That red is green
And shes a tangerine
Im too high
Im too high
But I aint left the ground
Im too high
Im too high
I hope I never ever come down
Shes the girl in her life
But her worlds a superficial paradise
She had a chance to make it big more than once or twice
But no dice
She wasnt very nice
Ooh
Dodo do do do dodo
Do do dodo do dodo
Do do do do do do
Dodo do do do dodo
Do do dodo do dodo
Dodo dodo
Dodo dodo
Dodo dodo
Im too high
Im too high
I cant ever touch the sky
Im too high
Im so high
I feel like Im about to die
Shes a girl of the past
I guess that I got to her at last
A did you hear the news about the girl today
She passed away
What did her friend say
They said shes too high
Too high
Cant hang around anyway...
Dodo do do do dodo
Do do dodo do dodo
Do...do...do...
Do...do...do...
Do...
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Sympathies For the President
The problem plaguing Barack Obama
any political candidate, anyone preaching need for change
the need for change, the will for progress,
Is chiefly individual
all beings most strive from within,
seeking compassionate solutions
to those problems keeping any being
from getting their basic needs met.
Sad but the president always goes grey
growing old, thinning out,
wearing the mask of desperation, while in office.
A single man given too much range
expectations idealization polarization division
when is the president ever more than money's puppet
or a nations scapegoat?
Beyond congress, constituents must come together
set aside divisive ideologies, act out of cooperation and compassion,
beyond big government spending its up to citizens and corporations alike,
acting as equals to insure the basic needs of every being are being met
Anyone man trying to convince such a large of number on constituents
something that begins from within stands powerless
President's seem always best to represent, a country's great unrealized potential,
integrity, positive influences informing decision making,
the president shed's one positive light, as a person always has the potential
to act heroically, woman or man, when race and religion are set aside,
everyone has the power to be a hero.
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Hurrah for Cooper and Cary
Air -- "Rally 'Round the Flag, Boys"
We will rally in the city,
We will gather from the farms,
Shouting equalization,
Greenbacks a legal tender,
Then the poor will get along,
The poor that dwell throughout our nation.
CHORUS:
Three cheers for Cooper and Cary,
Hurrah, boys, hurrah;
Three cheers for our nation,
In peace and in war;
If it were not for our laboring men,
What would our nation do --
Take this in consideration.
It is now one hundred years,
Or just one century,
Stood grand this good old nation,
And our forefathers fought
That we may not be a slave --
A slave to the monarchy of England.
Revolutionary war was fought
With the British, this we hear,
To make this an independent nation;
We, the independent men,
We will not be a slave,
To bond-holders in our nation.
The Republicans are for gold,
And the nation as it is;
Take this in consideration.
In eighteen seventy-nine
Taxes must be paid in gold,
If Hayes and Wheeler gain election.
The Democrats are for gold,
Reform and economy;
What better off will be our nation,
If Tilden and Hendricks,
If they gain the day --
Poor people will come to starvation.
Come, freeman, now arise,
Put your shoulder to the wheel
This Presidential election;
Vote for an independent man,
One in favor of greenbacks,
In this great financial question.
Three cheers for Cooper and Cary,
May they keep marching on --
Marching with God upon the right, boys,
May they conquer o'er their foes
And the cursed money rings --
Right will yet conquer might, boys.
poem by Julia A Moore
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Happy
'Happy' walked the streets in his dishevelled clothes
10p in his pocket and a stud in his nose
Armed only with songs and some simple prose.
Tube station serenader, odd change raider,
With a smile to thaw the hardest hearts
'One day, ' he says, 'I'll be in the charts.'
Happy's hands are rough, he worked and slaved enough
A builder in the city, but he never trades on pity,
Just him, his guitar and a ditty.
Blowing in the wind and rising with the sun
Happy has to chuckle at every tale he's spun
And at every bet he's won
Or all those that he's lost
He'd shake his head, not count the cost.
Happy said his beloved mother
Was of Spanish descent
His father and his brother were there
But eventually just went
And left her in the poor house
With all the savings spent.
Happy is a man of philosophy
He'd lecture to any dosser, free
How the world and its wife came to be
That nobody listened didn't douse his spark
He'd take his 'Big Issues' to the park
And stand there in the sun
Until the last horse race was run.
poem by Kevin East
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The Campaign Trail
Aged or youth, you make the call, one will rise the other will fall,
Wisdom is grounded in age, as youth wants to turn a new page.
Both desire to take the lead, to address and handle every need,
Going on surely not to lose, but to be the one that men choose.
One, with his charismatic zeal, to the youth he has much appeal,
Speaking of much need change, while others he tries to engage.
Trying to create a broader base, to eloquently lay down his case,
That experience has little to do, in being a leader for me and you.
His opponent on the other hand; experience is his stage to stand,
Speaking of all he has done, and all he will do, once he has won.
With experience makes the claim, he’s more than just a new name,
His experience charts his course, unlike who may be a dark horse.
Each one, from the campaign trail, watches the other rant and rail,
As they do all that they can, in changing minds of opposing men.
While scrambling to win the race, missing is the element of grace,
Grace that sustains the nation, allowing them both in this situation.
Campaigning on strengths they hold, the issue is not young or old,
Nor is the issue wisdom, my friend, if it is only the wisdom of men.
And neither campaign can afford, to ignore the issues of The Lord,
They can run with a confident nod, but, will not get far without God.
The outcome will be God’s selection, for the winner of this election,
Affecting not just two men, but all, with the changes big, not small,
No matter what the polls do say, changes ahead will be God’s way,
Using the final outcome friend, for blessing or judgment in the end.
(Copyright ©08/2008)
Flexible And Suitable
Your platform!
The one who have chosen to stand on,
With your advocating of issues.
What is the core and basis of its foundation?
'Mostly a thick and sturdy sheet of plexiglass.
Supported strategically,
By a few quick removing cinder blocks.'
And the people whom you wish to leave,
Approve your ability to take and shift...
Your priorities as you please?
'My priorities are as safely placed,
As the plexiglass we have tested for defections.
Making my platform both flexible and suitable,
To represent my beliefs.
And dare I do anyone raise an eyebrow,
To the new flag I will introduce to incorporate the seriousness...
Of my campaign.'
A new flag?
To represent what?
'The firm beliefs I have in morals and family values.
And I have chosen Mickey and Minnie Mouse,
Who are overdue for this prestigeous honor...
To be lifted with their images held high! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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