Human Nature
In did we are powerful but yet useless
We can control ourselves but still thinkless
Our might is in our hand
And still we forget our role in the land
We stationed our brain in working order
And still we strive to hurt our brother
Everything we do involves our consent
So we should recall and try to repent
Every man in this bowl has a villain act
And every soul in human body can kill a fact
All the heart has a price
Its purchase can work when the want rise
But those who are divine
Can never be bought even if they lose their spine
human
poem by Kemurl Fofanah
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From one Soul of the Universe are all Souls derived... Of these Souls there are many changes, some into a more fortunate estate, and some quite contrary... Not all human souls but only the pious ones are divine. Once separated from the body, and after the struggle to acquire piety, which consists in knowing God and injuring none, such a soul becomes all intelligence. The impious soul, however, punishes itself by seeking a human body to enter into, for no other body can receive a human soul it cannot enter the body of an animal devoid of reason. Divine law preserves the human soul from such infamy... The soul passeth from form to form and the mansions of her pilgrimage are manifold. Thou puttest off thy bodies as raiment and as vesture dost thou fold them up. Thou art from old, O Soul of Man yea, thou art from everlasting.
quote by Hermes Trismegistus
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The human in front
Let’s we forget for a moment
That we have loved each other
And hated as well
Just look the human in front
Tired and confused
See, we forget the reason we stay together
Also the reason we fight so long
What’s left is this emotion
Hurt and grudge
And what we do is this useless
Cry and shout
So let’s we forget for a moment
That we have known each other
And think that nobody can do much better
Try to look again the human in front
Like the first time we met
Not from who start behaving like this
Or whose fault it is
You can say life must go on
Easy let then forget
But when we face the human in front
How could we avoid and deny that?
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Let the Beat Control Your Body
-a- anita ; r - ray
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat contol your body
R: now the my beat control your body!
R: let my beat / let my beat
A: control your body/ the beat is running throw your vains/ control your body /when you let it penetrate your brain!
R: the booming system which plays in places / move your system, change these spaces / when Im on the mic you cant refuse / no one ever came to preach, I came to amuse / techno making; no mista
Never faking / always breaking it down, hey to a party / now let my beat control your body!
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body
R: now let my beat control your body
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body
R: let my beat / let my beat
A: control your body/ the beat is running throw your vains/ control your body /when you let it penetrate your brain!
R: its my beat now / its my beat
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body, yeah...
R: let my beat / let my beat
R: down with the forces how we go / the second to first just you to show / you just cant stand still cause you gotta move / you feel the bass line you feel the groove / my beat accepts you jus
You are / it drives you away just like a fast car / its my beat, it belongs to me / so let my beat control your body!
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body
R: let the beat control your body!
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body
R: now let my beat control your body!
A: control your body/ the beat is running throw your vains/ control your body /when you let it penetrate your brain!
A: let the beat control your body!
song performed by by 2 Unlimited (1996)
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To Be Fully Human!
hand to hand, brother,
our backs against the wall.
with nothing left to cling to...
but each other!
mind to mind, sister,
your thoughts free my thoughts,
my thoughts affirm yours....
understanding is the bridge....
heart to heart, my friend,
we are joined by the destiny
for which we were born....
love is the motion.
soul to soul, my family,
if you hurt i hurt,
if i need you need...
one hope, one desire....
to be fully human!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Hero or villain...
We only need to do,
Do our jobs properly.
None of us can say,
Who would be hero?
Or who would be villain?
This is a wonder of history,
Or a mystery of nature.
He who wins the struggle,
He will be the hero,
On the other hand,
The defeated are the villain.
Some time I wonder,
What if Hitler won the war?
Would he be such hatred villain?
Or a beloved hero as usual?
It is the complicity of us,
We never evaluate the works,
We only emphasize the fruit,
Poor guys, working harder,
Dreaming to be the hero.
But if they would feel that,
The human run on the belief,
Survival of the fittest.....
poem by Kafil Uddin Raihan.
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Departure Of A Fellow Poet From Madras
We don’t lose our sister AloShome
but her simple, sweetful lines
which drizzle calm
and make serene the souls
of those who read them.
We don’t lose a niggling critic
but a gentle crusader
to set up phrases in order
and get our verses wet
with values human and common.
We don’t lose a kolkattan
but the breeze that blew
from the fertile Bengali Shore
without an ego proud or a stock
of chauvinistic missiles to fly.
Poetry will bring us together
though we drift apart to places asunder
Our thoughts are centripetal
towards working for human joy
and flay the ploys of unkind forces.
When we pack up to leave this world,
and our souls struggle to liberate from us’
among the role models flashing through our minds,
the portrait of the sanguine Alo Shome will be one
before meeting the eventual with smiles.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Not A New İdea
It is not a new idea or concept
It was most appreciated one and secretly kept
As a powerful weapon in the time of crisis
So much can be said and laid the emphasis
Not a one religion may say to be intolerant
From their teachings and verses it is apparent
No one has dared to violate it with adverse comment
It is considered as sin for later age to repent
Entire universe is created with divine consent
There may be many objects with different contents
Each with full promise of live and let others live
This is agreed upon and we all tend to believe
It is His world and we are just emissary
We all take complete care and consider it necessary
This gives rise to the principle of tolerance
For years together it has maintained its essence
Have we not seen the result intolerance?
Bloodbath all over with situation very tense
Human lives lost for no significant gain
All those precious years have gone into vain
God sent many prophets, messiahs and messengers
They presented smiling world with no anger
What did they want to see in troubled world?
Peace and harmony with love to be practiced and told
How much land can you control?
How much will it demand as toll?
Colossal waste with immense loss of human lives
Or no worthy place to be enjoyed and relived
We can’t shape entire globe as per our choice
How can as god’s children we can suppress the voice?
Let them live and shape their own life with destiny
How will it affect the culture and religions of many?
There is need for overhaul change in thoughts
The barbaric wars are unnecessarily fought
No one has gained from innocent’s blood
In both the ways they have to face death and starve for food
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Brain Plus Heart
Wonder this brain human
Lasting ever to only reasoning
And never malleable to feelings..
Wonder this heart human
Lasting ever to only feelings
And never susceptible to reasoning..
Wonder this brain human
Despite its vast comprehension, acquisition
Never records the requisite in heart
Wonder this heart human
Despite its vast experience, endurance
Never ceases its inquisition somber
A hearty brain, a brainy heart
The human to rest in solace
Wonder if ever be getable..
poem by Indira Renganathan
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A Divine Image
Cruelty has a human heart,
And Jealousy a human face;
Terror the human form divine,
And Secrecy the human dress.
The human dress is forged iron,
The human form a fiery forge,
The human face a furnace sealed,
The human heart its hungry gorge.
poem by William Blake
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The Man Who Took On Big Brother
The man who stand for human rights, freedom and justice
Is now in jail perhaps for a long stay
The authorities say he an an agitator
The only reason he is locked away.
He was a brave man to take on big brother
For those who take on big brother are few
And though he may spend many years behind bars
To a higher human principle he is true.
He could have kept his mouth shut like me and others
For human rights is not a popular thing
Instead he spoke his mind and got in trouble
And the wrath of big brother upon himself did bring.
He is that man who dared to take on big brother
But for his brave stand he is in jail today
And for speaking out for human rights and justice
His loss of freedom is the price he pay.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Work That Body Rap Song = 2012
Drive my car wear my jewels
Make me feel like the king of fools.
Work that body
Work that body
Try not to hurt nobody
David loved Bathsheba, Samson loved Delilah
I love you and your name is Twyla.
Work that body
Work that body
Try not to hurt nobody
Life without love is empty and cruel
Without God's grace I remain a fool.
Work that body
Work that body
Try not to hurt nobody
After death I pray to go to Heaven
For I've been saved since I was eleven.
Work that body
Work that body
Try not to hurt nobody
Life can be short, life can be long
God sees all we do right or wrong.
Work that body
Work that body
Try not to hurt nobody
Answers
What is the end of each man's toil,
Brother, O Brother?
A handful of dust in a bit of soil-
His name forgotten as centuries roll,
Though blazoned to-day on Glory's scroll;
For the lordliest work of brain or hand
Is only an imprint made on sand;
When the tidal wave sweeps over the shore
It is there no more,
Brother, my Brother.
Then what is the use of striving at all,
Brother, O Brother?
Because each effort or great or small
Is a step on the long, long road that leads
To the Kingdom of Growth on the River of Deeds:
And that is the kingdom no man can gain
Till he uses his hand and his mind and brain,
And when he has used them and learned control
He finds his soul,
Brother, my Brother.
And after he finds it, what is the end,
Brother, O Brother?
Upward ever its course and trend;
For this is the purpose and aim and plan
To seek in the soul for the Super-man-
The man who is conscious that Heaven is near-
A bulletin bearer from There to Here,
Finding God dwells in the spirit within
Where He ever has been,
Brother, my Brother.
And what will the God-man do when He comes,
Brother, O Brother?
He will better the world or in courts or slums,
He will do in gladness his nearest duty:
He will teach the religion of love and beauty
In field or factory, mine or mart,
While He tells the world of the larger part
And the wider life that is yet to be
When spirit is free,
Brother, my Brother.
When spirit is free, then where will it go,
Brother, O Brother?
Its uttermost summit no man may know,
For it goes up to God in His holy Tower
To gather more knowledge and force and power;
Like a ray of the sun it shall shine again
To brighten new planets and races of men.
Life had no beginning, life has no end,
Brother and friend-
Brother, my Brother.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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The Poet and The Angel
The poet woke up in his bed, he dressed and faced the day,
Not knowing what lay just ahead, he paused as if to pray.
Then suddenly, the angel came, right there within his room,
So how could things then stay the same? For that none could assume.
'Write down the words that I impart! ' the angel told him straight
And thus the poet made a start, in fact, he couldn't wait!
'Repent and mend your ways on Earth! Repent and start again!
Repent for every soul has worth. Repent for God not men! '
The poet nodded his consent, the words now on the page,
For this was always God's intent, as seen from age-to-age.
'The choice is yours and yours alone! The same for every man!
And Jesus waits the ones who've shown they wish to serve God's plan! '
How true, the poet sagely thought, there's no excuse at all.
We ought to do the things we're taught, or else we're bound to fall.
'You still have time to do what's right! Repent and serve the Lord!
Arise, stand fast, walk in the light, or else lose your reward! '
Of course, the poet's heart agreed, for that made perfect sense
To each lost soul that saw the need and each one that repents.
He asked the angel, 'Who's this for, lost Gentile or lost Jew? '
The angel shook him to the core, 'These words are just for you...'
poem by Denis Martindale
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Big Brother Knows more About You Now
Humankind has come far in technology so very far 'twould seem
Back in the nineteen fifties of such achievements we dared not dream
In this age of the computer Big Brother reigns supreme
To him we have become as visible as fish in a clear pool of a sunlit stream.
Big Brother knows more about you now than he has ever known before
And he watches every move you make even from a distant shore
He knows your inner secrets into your soul he see
With the aid of the computer and modern technology.
Big Brother not a benign character he has never been that way
He judge you for your opinions and everything you say
Goes into his computer a dossier on you he create
For Government Bureaucrats for to use against you in some future date.
The pinnacle of human achievements we are told we have not seen
And Big Brother is more powerful now than he has ever been
With the aid of modern technology he looks into your soul
And the loss to us of privacy is beyond our control.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Soul is refugee
How to get free?
How to leave cage and flee?
Until there is change at heart
Who can believe in his divine art?
It is bad human quality
To keep even birds in captivity
God has born us free
With our own eyes to see
To imprison some one is biggest curse
Soul in cage may definitely feel it with remorse
What a foolish man is doing on earth?
When he has to leave this world after death
Even soul in body is refugee
He is at somebody's mercy
You are just a visitor in alien land
Where it is difficult to find friend
Think of it seriously and observe
Some of the aspects if they deserve
Human birth is rarest occasion
We hold it dearly as clear obsession
Think again about your feeling
If some one picks your baby and attempts at killing
None of the acts may please you in any case
Human race is full of problems and always chased
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Just Human Tho’ I Am
Just human tho’ I am,
Achieve, I can great things;
A lot is possible by me,
If only I try and see!
Just human tho’ I am,
My intellect good, if I can
Put to use rightly,
Wonderful results will see!
Just human tho’ I am,
Reset records, I can,
If curiosity be my drive,
And I work like bees in a hive!
Just human tho’ I am,
My limit is but the sky;
With God as Helper-guide,
By His tenets, I abide.
Just human tho’ I am,
Hurdles many I’ll see;
By working night and day,
Success will follow, Aye!
Just human tho’ I am,
Nothing impossible can be;
Tho’ failures show their head,
Before I can be dead!
Just human tho’ I am,
I must ne’er give up yet;
For laurels, acclaim comes
Like ripe and healthy plums!
Just human tho’ I am,
And life a struggle is;
If I face it bravely,
Will be a cause worthy!
poem by John Celes
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Make Love Work
Of all the roads Ive traveled and all the sights Ive seen
The most amazing thing is the power of our dreams
And anything is possible for those who can believe
Just get your heart to rearrange its priorities
For us to make love work
Weve got to try a little harder
And for love to work we gotta hold on
A human heart is just too precious
To spend it feeling hurt
Lets start to take the chance to make love work
It takes faith in one another to see things eye to eye
And its hard to trust but you know its worth the try
Theres a candle in my window and whenever you feel blue
You can bet your bottom dollar Ill be there for you
For us to make love work
Weve got to try a little bit harder
And for love to work we gotta hold on
A human heart is just too precious
To spend it feeling hurt
Lets start to take the chance to make love work
Oh I do believe in miracles
But I know they dont come easy
So why dont we give destiny
A helping hand
For us to make love work
Weve got to try a little bit harder
And for love to work we gotta hold on
A human heart is just too precious
To spend it feeling hurt
Lets start to take the chance to make love work
Life is just too beautiful
To spend it feeling hurt
Lets start to take the chance to make love work
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Human Sacrifice
I see she
Knowing what I came here for
Get a little of your womanifestation
If I can pinpoint this feeling
When you gonna let it grow
We can draw the line on where we
Let the fingers go
Now I know me
Never wanna lose control
Making me the subject
Of your warm initiation
If I can pinpoint this feeling
When you gonna let it show
You make me nervous but it's now or never
Oh Oh
You can be my message from above
And it's time to say you're sorry
We can sanctify our love
Oh no
And you and I we're written in the wind
You can't just go movin' out
You can't leave me when I'm movin' in
I want to be your human sacrifice
I want to be your lover
I want to be your human sacrifice
I want to be your lover
It's you or me
Gotta be a kill or cure
Maybe undergo a lover's operation
Nothing cuts like a knife can
You don't wanna hurt me more
Look at all that damage
We could do together
Oh no
You can wear me closer to the bone
It don't work to make me worry
But the demon seed is sown
Oh no
And you and I we're written in the sky
You can't make me hold on
Better you shoot my love between the eyes
Your eyes on me on this table where I lie
And what I see as fact is fiction
You won't let me die
And I'm bound to be abused
I won't let you cut me loose
This love is out to get you
When the blood begins to flow
song performed by by Bee Gees from High Civilization
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my brother PJ
My brother my life, my soul, my blood. A love between a sister and a brother is far beyond any. My brother a creation of God and the unexplainable mysters of his work. My brother was molded by the tender guiding hands, love and sprit of our divine Lord above.
My brother was given life a soul body and mind. This great myster of life that was created is slowly weathering away with the poision, That Doctors call cancer. He is my brother a young man of 34 who has to fight for the life that was giving. With a smile on my face to hide the pain, and Our great Lord in my heart i think God for one more day that my brother is able to see. Though are hearts my break and we may question one of lifes greats mysteries just remember God will not give you anything that you are unable to handle, Have faith and let him guid your heart. he will never let you falter. Thank you thank God for you my; brother
poem by Oscar Fuentes
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Mind Control With The Mind Still Intact
Beliefs can not be turned into truth or fact no how hard one try to.
Most of the time they come straight from the heart.
And as much as many people would like it their not all are the same.
You want clones you must first kill the human soul.
You want absolute control.
You must dominate with nonhuman power.
You must release absolute darkness and let it devour.
Until their is nothing left.
But an emptiness abiding.
Thoughts become so terrifying.
They become non existent unless their not your own.
A black hole to anyone that struggles or fights back.
Mind control with the mind still intact.
That would be quite a feat.
That would be quite an act.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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