How Low Can a Low Blow Go?
How low can a low blow go?
'Are you still hopeful
For the return of the dollar per gallon,
Gasoline?
How about your taxes actually used
For your benefit and well being?
Remember the 'family values' slogan?
How about your quality of life,
Being restored...
Before you ignored its slide?
I would say,
Someone's in denial! '
I am still hopeful!
'Great!
I am sending down a life long supply
Of flashlight bulbs and batteries!
Keep trusting 'this' is going to turn around!
You've got a long way down to go!
Apparently...
The low blows are still coming.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Be Hopeful
Hopeful
Be hopeful
Want to be successful
Saw good seeds
For we are cursed and blessed
By our own deeds
Being hopeful is to over come
And encouragement
Becomes our strength
For what we could become here
Unless we over come our fear
The wind blowing
Here and there
Life becomes so unfair
All you need to do
Is to be hopeful
Hopeful
Be hopeful
poem by Matt Ancient
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Momentary Contact With This Slight Inconvenience
With trillions of dollars in debt.
There are still some people,
Who are hopeful...
The price of gas will lower below a dollar.
A loaf of bread,
Will be twenty five cents again.
A push cart will be full of groceries...
For less than twenty dollars.
And what is being experienced now,
Is not a crisis!
It's a temporary slugfest...
With someone bashing them over the head,
With a ton of bricks.
However...
This 'momentary' contact with this slight 'inconvenience'
Is being addressed and will be taken care of...
As soon as it becomes recognized as a severe condition!
And folks are hopeful these sentiments expressed,
Are being made in the utmost of honesty!
Their lifestyles will return them to Utopia!
'Oh,
I sure hope so.
We must not accept negative thinking!
You know how that can play tricks on the mind?
Better times are coming back.
The gasoline is 'almost' below four dollars now! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Pain
No matter how hard I try not to feel
no matter how much I hate you
Everyday is my own personal battle
I just can't understand
I'm trying to live my life
I'm trying to make the best of what I'm given
All I can do is cry
just cry
My stomach aches with the worst pain.
Suffer and suffer
again and again
I'm not coming at this from a victim role
life is punching and punching
so out of control
I will go to sleep to meet the next day,
I will be hopeful
soon
the pain can go away.
It's taken so long
so long the pain
I hope I'm not hopeful
in vein
All These Years
All these years
I have waited
I am still waiting
I shall keep on waiting
For the fulfillment of
My dreams
I am neither frustrated
Nor depressed
I was hopeful
I am hopeful
The day will come
When my dreams
Come true
I am not in a hurry
Hope and confidence
Does not let
My desires die
Delusions of the mind
Keep trying
To make me embrace
Madness
Crumble my confidence
Turn my life into hell
Desires keep coming
Contentment
Keeps me smiling
Patiently I wait
For my dreams
To come true
01-01-2012
1902-01-12
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Cat People
See these eyes so green
I can stare for a thousand years
Colder than the moon
Feel my blood enraged
It's just the fear of losing you
Don't you know my name
Well, you been so long
And i've been putting out fire
With gasoline
See these eyes so red
Red like jungle burning bright
Those who feel me near
Pull the blinds and change their minds
It's been so long
Still this pulsing night
A plague i call a heartbeat
Just be still with me
But it wouldn't believe what i've been thru
You've been so long
Well it's been so long
And i've been putting out the fire with gasoline
Putting out the fire
With gasoline
See these tears so blue
An ageless heart that can never mend
Tears can never dry
A judgement made can never bend
See these eyes so green
I can stare for a thousand years
Just be still with me
You wouldn't believe what i've been thru
Well you've been so long
It's been so long
And i've been putting out fire with gasoline
Putting out fire with gasoline
Putting out fire
We've been putting out fire
Well it's been so long so long so long
Yes it's been so long so long so long
I've been putting out fire
Been so long so long so long
And putting out fire
Been so long so long so long
Yeah yeah putting out fire
Been so long so long so long
Been putting out fire
Been so long so long so long
Yeah putting out fire
Been so long so long so long
Putting out fire
Been so long so long so long
It's been so long
Been so long so long so long
It's been so long
Been so long so long so long
It's been so long
Been so long so long so long
I've been putting out fire
Been so long so long so long
song performed by by David Bowie
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Let me respond with a few points, the first being that all immigrants pay taxes, income taxes, property taxes, sales taxes, gasoline taxes, cigarette taxes, every tax when they make a purchase.
quote by Luis Gutierrez
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What She Said
She said: Would I might sleep
With the bulbs I plant so deep,
Forgetting all the long Winter
That I must awake and weep.
A dreamless sleepy-head,
Forgetting my Dear was dead;
Nothing caring nor knowing
While the dark season sped.
I am so young, so young,
And the years stretch out so long,
The weeks and the months so endless;
The long life does me wrong.
I would grow old and grey,
As though 'twere only a day,
Till his voice came calling, calling
To me under the clay.
Then I should spring to the sun,
Life done with, Life begun,
And run where he waited to lift me
Over the threshold stone.
She sighed in the Autumn weather: --
Would I and the bulbs together,
For Spring lay quietly waiting;
I and the bulbs together.
poem by Katharine Tynan
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When The Wind Blows
So long child, Im on my way
And after all is done, after all is done
Dont be down, its all in the past
Though you may be afraid
So long child, its awful dark
And Ive never felt the sun
I dread to think of when
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
Life burns a savage wound, angry and wrong
Trusting a twisted word, youll run, run away
Youll take him home
Youll spit and taunt him
But they wont believe you
No matter what youll say
So long child, its awful dark
I never felt the sun
I dread to think of when
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
song performed by by David Bowie
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There is also work to do in the evolution of a stable family life and values, and in ensuring that the Nigerian family is built on core values that will form the bedrock of the future society. We must showcase the ideals of family life and be models of family values.
quote by Ibrahim Babangida
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Nightmares End, Dreams Do Not
Nightmares end, after not so long, though dreams do not;
Life which I enjoyed, was this dream, still be, it ought!
The road has been difficult for me, even harsh-
Yet still on I plod, to my family I still march!
Ne'er shall I forget these times, surely not e'er;
Return to feel this way again shall I, ne'er!
Bring back to me and mine, that we love, all;
Make it so, from hence I must go, you must hear my call!
Lovely there, lonely here; Still do you have this fear?
Protect thee shall I, from threat of such returning, near!
Here for thee, always I shall be-hopeful am I for you to see
That I am he, who would part the seas-your best friend, me!
Here I stand, for your judgment and perusal;
I giveth your heart the right of first refusal!
19 December 2007
poem by Maurice Harris
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I Cant Seem To Get Over You
Time is moving fast to the point of no return
Im reaching for tomorrow leaving bridges that Ive burned
Here I stand alone with my back against the wall
Tortured by your memory and the feelings I recall
I cant seem to get over you
No matter where I go
No matter what I do
The wall of denial
Has broken in two
And I cant seem to get over you
Everywhere I turn I see shadows on the wall
A silhouette of sorrow of a man who had it all
Your kiss forever haunts me like a ghost out of the past
Its peaceful for a moment but it never seems to last
I cant seem to get over you
No matter where I go
Np matter what I do
The wall of denial
Has broken in two
And I cant seem to get over you
Im getting tired of living with these questions in my mind
Is it hopeful to imagine or just a waste of time
For now I go on dreaming,thats whats keeping me alive
But dreams wont last forever,tell me how will I survive
I cant seem to get over you
No matter where I go
No matter what I do
The wall of denial
Has broken in two
And I cant seem to get over you
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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A variety of factors contribute to the price of gasoline in the United States. These factors include worldwide supply, demand and competition for crude oil, taxes, regional differences in access to gasoline supplies and environmental regulations.
quote by Gary Miller
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Moments In Time
Moments in time help to define you as a man,
Even if they are of times that no one could understand!
Crippled by fear, strengthened by truth,
Held accountable, without any sort of proof!
All that defines me as a man-integrity, honor, pride,
Has been, by some, ignored entirely, even set aside!
Always do I treat others with the utmost of respect-
Naturally, the same in return, is what I expect!
The love of my life, turned into a monster, in an instant,
Accepting of this role I am not, I am far too persistent!
Amongst all the destruction is left rubble and need to rebuild;
I am hopeful, that through my faith, belief in you is again instilled!
Life is too long a road to walk by one's self-
Too long indeed, to keep your heart away, upon a shelf!
Maurice Harris,3 March 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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The Ballade Of The Automobile
When our yacht sails seaward on steady keel
And the wind is moist with breath of brine
And our laughter tells of our perfect weal,
We may carol the praises of ruby wine;
But if, automobiling, my woes combine
And fuel gives out in my road-machine
And it's sixteen miles to that home of mine--
Then ho! For a gallon of gasoline!
When our coach rides smoothly on iron-shod wheel
With a deft touch guiding each taut drawn line
And the inn ahead holds a royal meal,
We may carol the praises of ruby wine;
But when, on some long and steep incline,
In a manner entirely unforeseen
The motor stops with a last sad whine--
Then ho! For a gallon of gasoline!
When the air is crisp and the brooks congeal
And our sleigh glides on with a speed divine
While the gay bells echo with peal on peal,
We may carol the praises of ruby wine;
But when, with perverseness most condign,
In the same harsh snowstorm, cold and keen,
My auto stops at the six-mile sign--
Then ho! For a gallon of gasoline!
ENVOY
When yacht or Coach Club fellows dine
We may carol the praises of ruby wine;
But when Automobile Clubmen convene
Then ho! For a gallon of gasoline!
Submitted by John Martin
poem by Ellis Parker Butler
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The price of crude oil accounts for 55 percent of the price of a gallon of gasoline, driven by global supply and demand. The United States depends on foreign sources of oil for 62 percent of our nation's supply. By 2010, this is projected to jump to 75 percent.
quote by Gary Miller
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As a person, I'm not that hopeful, but somehow the hopeful part of me reveals itself through my songs.
quote by David Friedman
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Life long...
Life long dreams made
Life long debts paid
Life long fights won
Life long task done
Life long sorrow averted
Life long disasters diverted
Life long promises kept
Life long tears were wept
Life long hate is bound
Life long Love is found
Life long hearts as one
Life long end will come
poem by Troy Williams
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A Gallon Of Gas
Ive been waiting for years to buy a brand new cadillac
But now that Ive got one I want to send it right back
I cant afford the gas to fill my luxury limousine
But even if I had the dough no ones got no gasoline
I went to my local dealer to see if he could set me straight
He said theres a little gas going but Id have to wait
But he offered some red hot speed and some really high grade hash
But a gallon of gas cant be purchased anywhere for any amount of cash
I can score you some coke and some grade one grass
But I cant get a gallon of gas
Ive got some downers some speed all the drugs that you need
But I cant get a gallon of gas
Theres no more left to buy or sell
Theres no more oil left in the well
A gallon of gas cant be purchased anywhere
For any amount of cash
Two extra verses from long version:
I love your body-work, but youre really no use
How can I drive you when I got no juice?
Because its stuck in neutral and my engines got no speed
And the highways are deserted
And the air smells unnaturally clean.
Its got power-assisted overdrive and carpets on the floor,
But its parked out front just like a dead dinosaur.
And Ill be paying off the bank for 45 years or more.
It should go 100 miles an hour,
But its never moved away from my door.
Who needs a car and a seven-forty-seven
When you cant buy a gallon of gas
Who needs a highway, an airport or a jet
When you cant get a gallon of gas
Theres no more left to buy or sell
Theres no more oil left in the well
A gallon of gas cant be purchased anywhere
For any amount of cash
You cant buy a gallon of gas
song performed by by Kinks
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None too soon
The moon is shining through the mist
upon the bench where we first kissed.
So long ago, so long ago
I know you know how much you’re missed.
I must return from time to time
recalling happiness sublime.
So long ago, so long ago
Although we hadn’t got a dime.
Whilst you were here I was content
to make you happy my intent.
So long a go, so long ago.
My heart went with you when you went.
I know you did not choose to go
and leave me in this world of woe
So long ago, so long ago.
Your early death a hammer blow.
My turn will come I pray quite soon
I tell my secret to the moon
But she well knows, yes she well knows
My death will come as a great boon.
On wings of love I will soar high
towards the brightness in the sky
and none too soon yes none too soon
We’ll be together you and I.
9-Oct-07
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Absynth Sea.... Warning Not Religious
A cool December sun caresses a milky absynth sea
Golden shimmers
Fall below shallow murky clouds
I cycle and realise as i sing and smile and swerve
Revelation...
Deep intense to me
This is Heaven
This is
As good as it gets......
Why do we not see
Why must the whole planet raise hands to a hopeful sky
Praying, three Hail Mary's and all that jazz
Why do we believe we deserve more
Even though
We have been given one beautiful precious snippet
Of life here....now
To love be loved breathe smile and share
Yet instead we conform
Doing less than we could
For fear of being thrust into the depths of hell
For being un good
This is Heaven
This is heaven
This is is good as it gets
No raised odds
Just many long shot
Hopeful bets..........
poem by Karen Sinclair
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