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How Dare He Not Need Us

He...
'That' one,
Should be punished!

'Why? '

He promised to take public money,
To finance his campaign!
The money we worked hard for,
And donated towards those running
For political office!

'He changed his mind!
Saying he preferred not to do that.
He wanted to find another way...
Than to diminish the public trust!
That is the reason why he didn't take it! '

But that makes us angry!
He did not give us one opportunity...
Not one chance to deny him.
Or throw that in his face...
If we chose to do so!

We are outraged by his arrogance!
How dare he not need us?
His success has been enormous.
This is appalling.
Where is the justice in this?
We want his virtue and integrity investigated.

What makes him think he is better,
Than the thieves and crooks...
We have grown accustomed!
He has chosen to be honest?
And 'this' is not reflective,
Of our way of life.
How can we trust him,
To represent our interests?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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When Money Is Involved

When money is involved...
Titles are of no importance.

Elections conducted,
Are to seduce the proletariat.
With dangling carrots.
To increase desires to reach.
But known they will never get.

And those right to vote notions,
Set into motion...
Are to squelch protests.
To quiet perceptions of divisions,
Between the ones feeling disenfranchised.
And others of special interests to be kept.

Yet...
Eventually,
The one who has the money wins.
And a running done to gain notoriety,
Has little or no meaning to them.

To take opinionated positions,
Based upon a popularity given...
Is not a game for them to play.
Not in a conventional public way.

When money is involved?
Those who have it decide who plays.
To leave a process believed fair,
Made quite simple.

Those who have the cash,
Are not concerned about talking trash.
Since what takes place,
Where and when...
All of it,
Dispensed.
Still delivers a guaranteed return,
On their investments.

When money is involved...
Titles are of no importance.
Nor is there a need to run for any office.
Or make needless public appearances.

When money is involved...
People pay others to monitor their interests.
And take care of all their needs.
Whatever those needs may be.
Regardless of who, why and where...
Someone makes a decision to vote.

When money is involved...
Those who have it,
Decide who wins!

That's it!
Debates are for those seeking to be entertained.
And those with the money,
Write the script, direct and produce the affects,
'They' expect!
Until their needs are pleased.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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Money Money Money

money makes sense
sometimes we make sense with what makes sense
money money money
makes this spin a little faster
we want to make more
and then we see what we do not want to see
gnarled conscience
whorled integrity
shrinking soul
lost self.

money money money
makes my world dimmer

makes us happy somehow
but for how long?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Money makes the world go round.

Honesty becomes corruption
Loyalty is near it extinction
Though peculiar it may sound
Money makes the world go round.

People’s happiness is now money
Truthfulness seems a joke so funny
Many examples you’ll find around
Money makes the world go round.

Now jobs depend totally on salaries
Artistic halls are now empty galleries
Many witnesses can be found
Money makes the world go round.

Money! Money! Leads to crimes
Happy moments turn to sorrowful times
But bad deeds are bound to rebound
Money makes the world go round.

Hard work leads to true success
Hardworking never face this silly mess
Here LOYALTY and TRUTHFULNESS is found
Money makes the world go round.
-Tanvi Rattan

poem by Tanvi Rattan
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Sonnet: Money isn't the solution

What's the formula for success in life?
Hard-work- this answer, everyone agrees;
How to avoid ensuing problems, strife?
Alas! most people choose money with ease.

Money is not the problem-solver right;
Money is needed to some extent, yet;
Money in excess makes a man lose sight!
Money brings evils in its wake, I bet!

Life's challenges are something, we must face;
We cannot put the cart before the horse!
Hard-labour and honesty are life's base;
Short-cuts to success, God will ne'er endorse.

But why do people run after money?
Like bees, you gather nectar, make honey!

poem by John Celes
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Money is Sacred

Money is so sacred, my mind is reactive
To the special things in life.
Too heavy in my mind is this life,
When money is donated to another life,
To give blood is easier.

Money is too sacred. Its business is supreme
And laudable. Most adorable. Why do you laugh?
Business makes you perfect. So what about the family?
Is it given its just help, or are you poor for yourself?
Money is sacred and wealth we be. We are not poor.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Why Trust You

You come on strong with a great
Big smile
But your teeth are as sharp as a
Crocodile
You promised me the moon and
The stars and the sun
But you never did nothin for
Anyone
Cant look me in the face or
Straight in the eye
Id buy the movie rights to your
Alibi
I wonder how long you will go
I wonder how high your head will
Blow
Youre a psychopathic liar
Your soul is on fire
Youre bluffin with nuthin
While the stakes are gettin higher
Why trust you
You never made a dream come
True
Why trust you
Give me one good reason, one
Good reason why
You come to me all teary-eyed
With your big tall tale way up in
The sky
Begging on your knees for
Another chance
But everybody knows thats a
Song and a dance
There used to be a time when you
Were the best
You had the fastest tongue in the
West
Ya gave a look and a line like
Nobody else
Youd try to sell the Bible to the
Devil, himself
You sadistic little liar
Youre walkin on the wire
Youre bluffin up with nothin
And the bills are gettin higher
Why trust you
Give me one good reason, one
Good reason why
Trust you
The noose is getting tighter
Your face is turning whiter
You can stuff it up your muffin
And go stick it in the fire
Why trust you
You never made a dream come
True
Why trust you, give me one good
Reason, one good reason
Why trust you, you never made a
Dream come true
Why trust you, give me one good
Reason, one good reason
Why trust you, why trust you
Why trust you, why trust you
Why trust you

song performed by by Alice Cooper
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The Freed of Getting Frisked at Your Risk Foundation

We are pleased you have chosen to run again,
For public office.
However...
There are a 'few' who donated to your campaign efforts,
That last time...
Several years ago,
Now want to know...
What has happened to the millions unaccountable,
For that past attempt.
Can you explain how that funding was spent?

'Of course I can.
I am more than delighted.
I've been wanting to clear the air of that issue for years.

You see,
My wife and I are founders...
Of 'The Freed of Getting Frisked At Your Risk Foundation'.
And what we have done with those millions entrusted to us,
Is to ensure every stray animal...
Dog, cat, bird or beaver,
Regardless of its pedigree...
Is given an opportunity to have free legal consultation.

AND...
A kennel worthy of being lined,
With updated newspapers printing the latest...
Of entertaining gossip detailing the lives,
Of their most beloved film stars.'

I see.
So you're saying,
An investigation into how that money has been used...
Is completely pointless?

'Not only pointless.
But a waste of taxpayer's hard earned wages.'

Sounds good to me.
Bill...
Do you have any more probing questions?

~None whatsoever.
That response should put to bed the issue.
And any other accusation of theft.~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Money is Great

Whole thing is that,
Money is great.
Money makes you here go;
Money makes you there go;
Money makes the mare go;
Money makes the share go.
Whole thing that money is great.

Money makes the business go;
Money makes the easiness go;
Money brings you luxury;
Money makes you merry.
Whole thing is that money is great

Money gives nice sound;
Money brings people around;
Money brings wine, beer;
Money brings all the cheer.
Whole thing is that money is great

poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Trust You

I dont know what Im supposed to have said
But I can imagine whats in your head
Its not that you dont trust all that I do
Its just that you would have if it were you
Trust me, tell me
Truthfully, you can
Trust me, tell me
Faithfuly, you can
Trust me, trust you
Im starting to question why I am here
Your constant suspicions dont make it clear
Just leave it, believe me Ill show the signs
Youll find her, the cheat that you have in mind
I have nothing to hide
And what could I deny
Trust me, tell me
Truthfully, you can
Trust me, tell me
Faithfuly, you can
Trust me, trust you
I have nothing to hide
And what could I deny
Trust me, tell me
Truthfully, you can
Trust me, tell me
Faithfuly, you can
Trust me, trust you
Trust me, tell me
Truthfully, you can
Trust me, tell me
Faithfuly, you can
Trust me, trust you

song performed by by Olive
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Psalm 129

Will you trust me in the valley deep?
Will you trust me as you lay down to sleep?
Yes I will trust you despite the pain
Yes I will trust you without any gain

Will you trust me in the depths of the sea?
Will you trust me though we may not agree?
Yes I will trust you in the darkest night
Yes I will trust you when I have no sight

Will you trust me when your lost and alone?
Will you trust me when your far from home?
Yes I will trust you when I have lost my way
Yes I will trust you to bring me back one day

Will you trust me that justice is Mine?
Will you trust me to give you new wine?
Yes I will trust you and turn the cheek
Yes I will trust you, your presence I seek

poem by Frank McEleny
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Very Disconcerting

Please,
Don't interpret my dislike for his policies...
As being a statement against him,
Personally.

I think everyone in this neighborhood will say,
He is a good and honest person.
However...
Because he prefers to see weeds,
Growing in his backyard to be noticeable...
Throughout the neigborhood,
Brings the value of our properties down.

'But...
He has challenged all of you in court,
To accuse all of you of discrimination.
What do you have to say about that.'

That is very disconcerting.

'Why? '

Not one of us have allergies to flowers.
Or the smell of cut grass.

'What do you think about his running,
To hold public office...
To represent your interests? '

That again is a conflict of interests.
On one hand he says he wishes to represent us.
And on the other hand,
Our interest is to protect what we value.

'Which is? '

The declining values of our properties...
Which he has directly caused.

'But 'why' do you think he is doing this? '

We all believe he has chosen to take this route,
Because the tenant association has agreed...
To increase the gardener's salary,
We all pay as a maintenance fee...
To keep our front and backyards up to standards.
As is documented in our home ownership policies.

'His actions make little sense.'

You know it. I know it. We all know it.
But those who are not familiar with our situation,
Will probably earn him their sympathy votes.
And he will eventually win.
With the twisting of rules to have the law on his side.

'This is crazy! '

You know it. I know it. We all know it.
But when has the spreading of propaganda,
Had anything to do with actual fact?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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Father I Still Love You

I tried so hard to love you
But you never really cared
I tried so hard to trust you
But you were never really there

I wanted you to love me
But your heart had grown so cold
I wanted you to play with me
But money was your only goal

And now that I've grown older
And I look back on the years
I remember all the anger
The hurt the pain the tears

Father I forgive you
For all those wasted years
And I try not to remember
All the hurt the pain the tears

But father just please tell me
Did you ever love me once
Or was I just like leftovers
That you throw out after lunch

Father I still love you
And I'll never let that die
But father just please look at me
Say you love me to my eye

Father I must be honest
When you left I found another
My Father up in Heaven
And Jesus my loving Brother

They were the ones who loved me
When you had never cared
They were the ones who saved me
From a life of hate and despair

Father I still love you
And that will always stay true
But father will you love me
Because your child still needs you.

poem by Daniel Sweetnam
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This Is All I Wanted To Say

Down the road of life people change a lot
Money makes them crazy thus causing a clot
Whenever i get this notion into my mind
I go red with anger and loose my shine

I don't understand why people do so
They run after money causing into woe
Acts for a good cause builds an image
Money is hell, not a pilgrimage

Money may bring us, a virtual delight
It brings pain when gets out of sight
One should earn only the required
If earned more, you are a liar

Money is something that makes us greedy
Honey remains nowhere and life becomes heavy
If i understand this, then why not you?
Make life stable don't let it sway

With money in hand, there can be a taste
Without our dear-one's life is a waste
Living for money is not completely bad
Going just for it, is the biggest trap

Don't be money minded and get vexed
Follow the route where everything is zest
Don't let money drag you by its way
This is all that i wanted to say!

poem by Kishor Pathak
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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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But It Makes Me Lots Of Money

Cigarette addiction kills people
But it makes me lots of money
It ruins their health
But it makes me lots of money
They cannot breathe properly
But it makes me lots of money
Their addiction causes them misery
But it makes me lots of money
A trillion cigarette butts pollute our earth daily
But it makes me lots of money
Cigarettes cause fires which burn many people to death
But it makes me lots of money
Parents buy cigarettes when their children need to eat
But it makes me lots of money
Cigarette smoke fills our bars and nightclubs, very unpleasant
But it makes me lots of money
Dirty ashtrays are disgusting
But it makes me lots of money
Why are you allowed to promote and sell such a disgusting product?
Because I've got lots of money

(Sydney, Australia - 2003)

poem by Alessandra Liverani
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I'm So Angry

I'm so angry
I'm so angry
Something that you said burnin' in my head
I'm so angry
I'm so angry
Everything you do makes me furious with you
It's like a poison to me
It's like you put me in shock
You stick a needle in me
Every time that you talk
I'm so angry
I'm so stupid
Everything you say, I believe it anyway
I'm so stupid
I'm so angry
Running after you, that's what I gotta do
It's like a poison to me
It's like you put me in shock
You stick a needle in me
Every time that you talk
Is there any one at all
Any one you didn't call
Is there any one you didn't deny
Is there any one you missed
Any one you didn't kiss
Is there any law you didn't defy
I'm so crazy
I'm so crazy
I used to be so cool, now I'm just your little fool
I'm so crazy
I'm so crazy
Talking in my sleep like a scary little creep
It's like a poison to me
It's like you put me in shock
You stick a needle in me
Every time that you talk
Is there any one at all
Anyone you didn't call
Is there any one you didn't deny
Is there any one you missed
Anyone you didn't kiss
Is there any law you didn't defy
I'm so angry
I'm so angry
Always chewing nails, it never, ever fails
I'm so angry
I'm so angry
Better hide my knife, better run for your life
So angry
So angry
I'm so angry
Angry, angry, angry...

song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Public office is supposed to be a public trust. This is a clear sign of the rampant corruption at the highest levels of the Republican leadership.

quote by Bob Etheridge
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