No Trust Anymore
Who can you really trust anymore?
not Politicians and Bankers for a start
many of them are only in it for the money
they smile but really they've got no heart.
And what about all of those cold callers?
who ring you up in the middle of the night
some of them are just confidence tricksters
who pretend to be all sweetness and light.
Then we've got those dodgy Cowboy Builders
who get paid then never finish the job
they're just thieves in overalls
who do no work but just go out to rob.
And in town centres there's beggars
pretending to be sleeping rough on the street
but some of them are really well off
and go out to restaurants to drink and eat.
You've borrowed money to a so called friend
as they say there struggling to make ends meet
six months on your still waiting for it back
and you hear they've just been on holiday to Crete.
So in this World that gets greedier by the day
where everything seems to be unfair and unjust
the question on everyone's lips has to be,
Who on earth can you really trust?
poem by Kevin Halls
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Is It Really A Beautiful World?
Heard it on the radio the other day
haven't listened to the words for a while
that song called What a Wonderful World
where everything makes you want to smile.
But is this world such a beautiful place?
that inspired the words to this song
when there's so much misery and hate
with unjust wars that are unfair and wrong.
Innocent children dying of starvation
where famine and disease is rife
and here in our so called civilised society
where feral gangs rule with gun and knife.
Greedy politicians and city bankers
lining their deep pockets with peoples cash
while there enjoying Champagne and Caviar
the rest of us make do with bangers and mash.
Elderly people freezing to death in their homes
because they can't afford to turn up the heat
sitting in an icy flat wrapped up in layers of clothes
desperately struggling to make ends meet.
Thieves breaking into peoples houses
stealing things in the middle of the night
items that were bought through hard work
taken by a burglar now that just isn't right.
So this world really isn't so wonderful
but if it was wouldn't that be great?
No lets just face the real truth here
this world is in a right old state!
poem by Kevin Halls
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Oh Friend
Trust me oh friend for I have a loyal heart
Trust me oh friend for iv been there from the start
Trust me oh friend for ill lend a helping hand
Trust me oh frend because i do understand
That you have had many a fake hearts in your life
And I shall pull from your back the knifes
that was left by the deceitful beings
Trust me oh friend for ill wipe your tears
and never again should your be afraid
Trust me oh friend I will be your light that shines
within the lonesome night
poem by Khaled Meselhy
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Oh Friend
Trust me oh friend for I have a loyal heart
Trust me oh friend for iv been there from the start
Trust me oh friend for ill lend a helping hand
Trust me oh frend because i do understand
That you have had many a fake hearts in your life
And I shall pull from your back the knifes
that was left by the deceitful beings
Trust me oh friend for ill wipe your tears
and never again should your be afraid
Trust me oh friend I will be your light that shines
within the lonesome night
poem by Nicole Thomas
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Oh To Be Wealthy And Famous
Oh to be wealthy and famous living in a big house by the sea
With a Rolls Royce in my garage of money worries quite free
Seen as a successful person with heaps of money to spend
Everyone would want to know me everyone would be my friend.
I could help the poor and needy for others I could do good
I could help you out then poor fellow instead of saying I would help you if I could
Money it speaks every language pity the poor and downtrod
Surely there is nothing greater than money the great paper god.
I could do wonders with money help those in dire poverty
Be an example to others to worthy causes donate generously
Instead I struggle for survival one of the poor of our Street
Life for me an uphill battle struggling for to make ends meet.
Oh to be wealthy and famous the wealthiest man in the Town
I could be generous with money help those financially down
Instead I am just a poor battler who would wish to be my friend
I who must be careful with money and count every dollar I spend?
poem by Francis Duggan
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I Will Trust, Again
Pay me to trust, really, pay me with a blank check
on a platter, make it a sweet story just to trust
fix my history, mould my present
hold my future, meet my prequisite just to trust
Just to trust, again.
life's been bitter and more bitter
sweetness has been a tease
the sweet things either have an origin in sadness
or end with a knot in horror
I'm a stunning beauty
life hasnt dealt with according to my physique
so pay me, pay me to believe
to believe that life is just a coward
afraid of the power of my king
who moulds beauty out of life
born in sin, bred on the palm of wickedness
promised and dissappointed in a cycle
heart stabbed till numbness
paralyzed by the same lips that ought to soothe
so pay me to trust
for by reasons I never will
except even your money is hopeless
so in Christ i will trust though my world be void of reasons
In my saviour, I will trust
it doesnt have to make sense anyways.
If I ever did, again, I will trust
poem by Adedolapo Olisa
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No Money Down
I know youre disappointed
In the way I handled things
Youre thinking I misread the times
And acted cowardly
And since what I do affects us both
And you feel that I let you down
Youre paying a price when there is no price to pay
Lovers trust, no money down
Youre paying a price when there is no price to pay
Lovers trust, no money down
(hey! lover)
(hey! lover)
(lover)
They say theres someone for everyone
And for everyone a someone
And some tattoo roses across their chests
With a heart that says rollo
And some work without a public relations man
And do their best work, baby, out of sight
Youre paying a price when there is no price to pay
Lovers trust, no money down
Youre paying a price when there is no price to pay
Lovers trust, no money down
(hey! lover)
(hey! lover)
(lover)
Now I have known a hero or two
And they all learn to swim through mud
And they all got boots caked with dirty soles
That they get from squashing bugs
So when push comes to shove get the harley revved up
The moon can eclipse even the sun
Youre paying a price when there is no price to pay
Lovers trust, no money down
Youre paying a price when there is no price to pay
Lovers trust, no money down
Lovers trust, no money down (hey! lover)
Yes, lovers trust, no money down (hey! lover)
Lovers trust, no money down (hey! hey! lover)
Lovers trust, no money down (hey! hey! lover)
(hey! hey! lover)
(hey! hey! lover)
...
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Obedience
Trust him in the common light;
Trust him in the awesome night;
Trust him when the earth doth quake:
Trust him when thy heart doth ache;
Trust him when thy brain doth reel
And thy friend turns on his heel;
Trust him when the way is rough,
Cry not yet,
It is enough
!
But obey with true endeavour,
Else the salt hath lost his savour.
poem by George MacDonald
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Trust Trust
Trust trust many have found
Trust trust no where around
Trust trust is what many say
Trust trust here i lay
Trust trust in my ear
Trust trust i cant find you my dear
Trust trust is hard to find
Trust trust are you apart of mankind
Trust trust im calling to you
Trust trust please give me a clue
Trust trust i need my love
Trust trust she came from up above
Trust trust what do i do
Trust trust do i believe my boo
Trust trust am i right
Trust trust please show me the light
Trust trust your driving me crazy
Trust trust your just to hazy
Trust trust i will find you
Trust trust i will never find anew
Trust trust help me out
Trust trust cause with this love i dont want to wipeout
Trust trust sarah's is my heart
Trust trust she's a beauty of art
poem by Cody Fortner
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If He Were Alive Today, Mayhap, Mr. Morgan Would Sit on the Midget's Lap
"Beep-beep.
BANKERS TRUST AUTOMOBILE LOAN
You'll find a banker at Bankers Trust"
Advertisement in N.Y. Times
When comes my second childhood,
As to all men it must,
I want to be a banker
Like the banker at Bankers Trust.
I wouldn't ask to be president
Or even assistant veep,
I'd only ask for a kiddie car
And permission to go beep-beep.
The banker at Chase Manhattan,
He bids a polite Good-day;
The banker at Immigrant Savings
Cries Scusi! and Olé!
But I'd be a sleek Ferrari
Or perhaps a joggly jeep,
And scooting around at Bankers Trust,
Beep-beep, I'd go, beep-beep.
The trolley car used to say clang-clang
And the choo-choo said toot-toot,
But the beep of the banker at Bankers Trust
Is every bit as cute.
Miaow, says the cuddly kitten,
Baa, says the woolly sheep,
Oink, says the piggy-wiggy,
And the banker says beep-beep.
So I want to play at Bankers Trust
Like a hippety-hoppety bunny,
And best of all, oh best of all,
With really truly money.
Now grown-ups dear, it's nightie-night
Until my dream comes true,
And I bid you a happy boop-a-doop
And a big beep-beep adieu.
poem by Ogden Nash
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Money
Money
Money
Money
Important
Useful
Necessary
Money
Money
Money
Wealthy
Middle
Poverty
Money
Money
Money
Save
Give
Spend
Money
Money
Borrow
Lend
Money
Money
Foe
Friend
Money
Money
Master
Slave
Money
Money
Satisfied
Crave
Money
Money
Laugh
Cry
MoneyMoney
Live
Die
Money
Money
Sick
Well
Money
Money
Heaven
Hell
poem by Howard Simon
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Money Isn’t the Answer
Can money give you ample sleep at night?
Can money bring you satiety you want?
Can money soothe the heart and mind aggrieved?
Can money resurrect a person dead?
Can money cause fertility in wombs?
Can money heal the wounds of minds and hearts?
Can money make up for one’s parents’ love?
Can money work a miracle you want?
Can money cure a cancer of grade four?
Can money bring joy to a childless pair?
Can money purchase your seat in heaven?
Can money solve all problems that you face?
There are so many things money can’t do;
Your trust in God and labor, matter too.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-27-2008
poem by John Celes
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Love the money
Money
Is not money...
It is life....
Money is not
Money
It is happy...
Money is
Not money
It is faith...
Money is not
Money
It is friend...
Money is not
Money
It is life maker...
Money is not
Money...
It is your hard work...
Money is not
Money...
poors god...
money is not
Money
Rich people Cap...
Money is not
Money
World wide all...
Any or many thing money
With money...
So...
Love the money...
Each every day...
Earn too enjoy
with your's life...
witrh good...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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In God We Trust
'in God we trust',
written on your money,
it's a wonder it doesnt
burn your hands!
but by your actions
you make the lie the truth....
in money yout trust,
your money is your god!
in god you trust!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Another Saturday Night
Another saturday night
By: sam cooke
Chorus:
Another saturday night and I aint got nobody
Ive got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
Im in an awful way
I got in town a month ago
Ive seen a lot of girls since then
If I could meet em I could get em
But as yet I havent met em
Thats why Im in the shape Im in
Chorus:
Oh, another saturday night and I aint got nobody
Ive got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
Im in an awful way
Now another fella told me
He had a sister who looked just fine
Instead of being my deliverance
She had a strange resemblance
To a cat name frankenstein
Chorus:
Oh, another saturday night and I aint got nobody
Ive got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had some chick to talk to
Im in an awful way
Chorus:
Yeah, another saturday night and I aint got nobody
Ive got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
Im in an awful way
Its hard on a fella
When he dont know his way around
If I dont find me a honey
To help me spend this money
Im headin back to key west town
Chorus:
Oh, another saturday night and I aint got nobody
Ive got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
Im in an awful way
Chorus:
Just another saturday night and I aint got nobody
Ive got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had some chick to talk to
Im in an awful way
-- spoken:
Its awful. all dressed up and no place to go. no one to help me spend
My flow. another saturday night. get me the pizza man.
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Money
Money money money
Everybody wants some
No money church can't run
Money for this
Money for that
No life without it
Can't sleep
She says hell
In this house
If she don't get it!
Before you get paid
Taxman grab it
Buy something
He grab it again
When money pressure hit
You cannot afford to get sick
Doctors want some
And if you dead without it
You will not be buried
Not even in the sticks
Money money money
It's like blood
It's the way world runs
Need money for food
Need money for fun
If you have no money
Blood a go run
Man join the army
To get some of it
Would be alive
If he had it
Money money money
Where is the money?
Have to get money
Before the day is done
Donkey cough
When you are broke
No money
Donkey don't eat
Everything stops
Earth can't turn
Have to have money
Even some to burn
Money money money
Where did it go?
Pocket is empty
And I just got paid
Maybe my woman took it
Thought I had it made
Thought I had a hundred
But I don't have twenty
Now I am in trouble
I have to leave yard
But I can't leave
If I don't have any
What a thing this is
Money! money! money!
Eh!
12/4/09
poem by Buxton Shippy
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IN Gold We Trust
IN Gold we Must Trust
Eveything is about money
Money Honey Money
Eveything we can buy
Big nice house
Education and wonderful cars
Money is our loyal friend
when we need it
it never disappoint us
Honey Money
sweet like a fantasy
even people we buy with money
have the best medical treatments
judges and politicians
If i had a lot of Money
even if my face is sour
everyone will smile at me
Anyone will love me
and respect me
Nice women with money
Money bring a lot of money
even we can buy an airplane and fly alone
none bother us in everyday trafic
with money i don't have to get up early
i don't have to feel stress because of boss mood
with money i feel happy
but i regret didn't keep the love of money when i was child
i thought that there are things more important
i didn't have a damn clue about how they're precious and friendly
they are all we will get of good
the rest is ashes of happiness...illusions and fears
poem by Kamel Kamel
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Trust Thy Heart
I Trust my blossoming heart
I understand why I am blue and red around the bushes
Of the earth.
Ye, To trust my heart
I will surely be at the top of the tree
Yelling loud to the heaven
So Blue.
I keep my heart to win back myself,
I trust my heart,
His an old friend back back
When the seed get rooted in bed!
I trust my fading heart
I knew how deep and shallow the waters it be,
Ye, though it rains in cycles
Pour down, ye pour down
What a new pearl I found!
Because I win back my heart.
I trust my heart,
I trust her colors in tints and shades
Ye, I had known it
Thy Heart is a bundle of color pencils
And the names of it I trust.
To trust thyself and heart once more.
poem by Agnes Quirante
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Three Marlenas
Alone tonight in somebodys bed
She gone and dyed her hair red
She only went and did what she did
cause he would drive her home then
Theres lipstick on her new dress
She hadnt even paid yet
But it doesnt matter where the money went
It wasnt how she paid er rent
One, two, three marlenas
Theres got to be someone we can trust
Out here among us
Now lookin out across the city lights
She thought theyd be a good pair
Now he could make a living sellin cars
Maybe she could work there
Shes gonna pick a star in the night
And pray to make it all right
She tried so hard not to pick a kite
She always prayed to heaven lights
One, two, three marlenas
Theres got to be someone we can trust
Out here among us
One, two, three marlenas
Its see no, speak no, hear no evil about us
The three marlenas
Man, I think Im gonna buy myself a rolls
Maybe a chevrolet
One where I can pull that top down
Just let my radio play
Now Im headin out on that highway
Im goin right out of state
Now I aint lookin back until Im gone
Right through heavens gates
One, two, three marlenas
Theres got to be someone we can trust
Out here among us
One, two, three marlenas
Ya see no, speak no, hear no evil among us
The three marlenas
Three marlenas
Three marlenas
song performed by by Wallflowers
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It's Only Money
I smirk when people say 'it's only money' and with very little money we get by
But money it can do a lot for people and not much of course that money cannot buy
And money it can be your greatest ally and open doors to opportunity
If you could make one wish and one wish only I'm sure you would not wish for poverty.
I'm sure you would not wish to be a pauper for that would hardly be a dream come true
But perhaps you might wish for a billion dollars and change
your mind whilst wishing and wish for two
For there is no such thing as too much money with money you can do good for the poor
You can help them for to make a new beginning by making them financially secure.
To all of you who say it's only money you ought to know that words to speak are cheap
The one who struggles to pay his house mortgage for lack of money finds it hard to sleep
He has to support his wife and young children and he has to work hard just to make ends meet
You don't find rolls of notes growing on the tree tops and you don't find rolls of notes along the street.
It's true that money doesn't guarantee you happiness you've heard the tale of the unhappy king
But to those who struggle just for to make ends meet the money is the most important thing
And if you have millions you are very powerful though physically you may seem quite small
And 'it's only money' what a load of rubbish about the most
Important thing of all.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Envy
The Envy
They do not pay me well, in this café, where
I work, so I take a little food home and drink
a little wine, when I can, because all the chefs
I read about make much more money than me.
When a big shot, in the world of finance, gets
paid a million in bonus, he takes it but grumble
for in his circle, he knows no one who are paid
less then this, but many who are paid more
When I get my pension after cooking food for
fifty years, it will not be much and I know of
no one who get less than me, but plenty who
receive much more and that makes me bitter.
But it’s sweet to know that those who make
more money than me are rancorous too ‘cause
they know of many very rich people who have
much more money than they have.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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