Humanity Silenced
Freed to parade ideals and charade.
As an attack is made,
To dismantle and fade its greatness.
They babble on in divisions!
As intentional conflicts,
Chip away common sense.
While an intensified diminishing,
Orchestrates an ending to their existence.
Entertwined to find themselves,
Warring to explore a lost greed.
They fight to succeed in victory.
But none comes to them...
In a blindness fed.
As they curse the living...
To praise those dead!
Recruited to bleed.
In steps that lead...
Humanity silenced!
With all mechanisms,
Successfully in place.
'We are the champions,
My friends.
We must keep fighting,
To the end.
We are the champions!
WE ARE The CHAMPIONS.
No time for losers...
Cause we are the champions,
Of the World! '
So sings...
Queen.
Note:
'We Are The Champions'
Performed by Queen
British rock band.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Are The Champions (feat. Anastacia And Cast)
I've paid my dues
Time after time
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime
And bad mistakes
I've made a few
I've had my share of sand kicked in my face
But I've come through
We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'cause we are the champions -
of the world
I've taken my bows
And my curtain calls
You brought me fame and fortune
and everything that goes with it -
I thank you all
But it's been no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise
I consider it a challenge before the whole human race
and I ain't gonna lose
We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'cause we are the champions -
of the world
We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'cause we are the champions
song performed by by Queen
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God's Little Champions
We know there's victory in Jesus
Our strength is trusting in Him
Nations will stand and glorify the Lord
All God's children, always win
We are all God's little champions
There's power in Him even if we fall
We are all God's little champions
The Cross is there for us all
**CHORUS**
We carry the torch of truth
With His Spirit in our hearts
We are all God's little champions
With Him we are set a part
Across the finish line to Heaven
It doesn't matter to Him the score
For in Him there is true Victory
Eternal life forever more
We are all God's little champions
There's power in Him even if we fall
We are all God's little champions
The Cross is there for us all
We carry the torch of truth
With His Spirit in our hearts
We are all God's little champions
With Him we are set a part
We carry the torch of truth
With His Spirit in our hearts
We are all God's little champions
With Him we are set a part
We are all God's little champions
With His Spirit in our hearts
We are all God's little champions
With Him we are set a part
(c) 1996 Words & Music - Gene Gamble /Two-G's Music
Key of C
Chord rotation - C - F - G (fill chord Bb for return) 4/4 moderate pace
poem by Gene Gamble
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Few Are Champions
I make mistakes and need to be challenged.
But few are champions I seek to feed my thoughts,
Wishing to become ambitioned by their left impressions.
Few are champions.
And those steps made I take,
Are often criticized for the appetite displayed.
Leaving me to miss,
An atmosphere motivated...
By this kind of companionship.
Few are champions,
In an atmosphere motivation mostly sits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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News of the World
Keep applying the smelling salts!
Some are coming around.
Those standing on their feet...
Have them repeat, 'stimulus'
Continuously.
Until you are convinced,
They are under total hypnosis.
Do not allow those blindfolded...
And tied to their chairs,
One moment of silence.
We need them for our next conference.
Make sure they know each note and line,
To 'We Are the Champions'!
We need to sell this campaign!
To take all minds off the economic drain!
And make this News of the World!
Note:
'We Are the Champions'
Composed Freddie Mercury,
and performed by Queen in 1977.
From their album, News of the World.
Freddie Mercury on lead vocals.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Champions aren't made in gyms. Champions are made from something they have deep inside them A desire, a dream, a vision. They have to have last-minute stamina, they have to be a little faster, they have to have the skill and the will. But the will must be stronger than the skill.
quote by Muhammad Ali
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As we talk about the need to foster academic achievement, we must recognize and reward those who strive academically, just as we honor athletic champions. Meeting the President of the United States is just the honor we should bestow on our academic champions.
quote by Brad Sherman
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Rising Champions
There are rising champions
Arising from dust
Eyes focused on the morning
Able to see through the dusk
Steadfast regarding their purpose with passion
To share the brighter days
To proclaim to every nation, tribe and tongue
That The Christ is on his way
You can almost hear their trumpets roaring
As they go to prepare the way
The champions are rising
So, heed the words that they say
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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Serena And Venice (The Williams Sisters)
Rare and unique,
Are these two champions.
Serena and Venice,
Blood sisters of tennis.
Sacrificing and climbing new heights.
For the past eleven years,
They've appeared at Wimbledon.
And sharing nine titles between them.
To become among the elite,
Of true champions of an amazing fête.
Substance has been the foundation of their success.
Focus and dedication,
With determination to be the best has been stressed.
And desire sets their court game on fire.
What an inspiration to admire that inspires.
For the past eleven years,
They've appeared at Wimbledon.
And sharing nine titles between them.
To become among the elite,
Of true champions of an amazing fête.
Rare and unique,
Are these two champions.
Serena and Venice,
Blood sisters of tennis.
Sacrificing and climbing new heights.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Were Gonna Win
Were gonna win
Dont wanna be a loser - gonna win
Cuz winnin really is the only thing
Get out of the way were comin in
If ya wanna fight just step inside the ring
Does anybody wanna take a swing?
Its gotta be all or nothing
Oh were gonna be the champions
Ya were goin all the way - were gonna win win
Were gonna win
Forget about a draw - were gonna score
And then were gonna get a few more
Maybe another one just to be sure
Well make ya look just like an amateur
Until the final whistle its a war
And then were gonna pick ya off the floor
We wanna hear the crowd really roar
Ya - were comin in were gonna win win
Were gonna win - we wanna win
Cuz number one is everything
Were gonna win - we wanna win
Were gonna be the champions
Were gonna win
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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We're Gonna Win
We're gonna win
Don't wanna be a loser - gonna win
Cuz winnin' really is the only thing
Get out of the way we're comin' in
If ya wanna fight just step inside the ring
Does anybody wanna take a swing?
It's gotta be all or nothing
Oh we're gonna be the champions
Ya we're goin' all the way - we're gonna win win
We're gonna win
Forget about a draw - we're gonna score
And then we're gonna get a couple more
Maybe another one just to be sure
Make ya look just like an amateur
Until the final whistle it's a war
And then we gonna pick ya off the floor
We wanna hear the crowd really roar
Ya - we're comin' in we're gonna win
We're gonna win - we wanna win
Cuz number one is everything
We're gonna win - we wanna win
We're gonna be the champions
We're gonna win
song performed by by Bryan Adams from 18 Til I Die
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The Great Footballers Of Brazil
Unrivalled for their football skill
The great footballers of Brazil
And though they too have known of defeat
In the World Cup one of the hardest teams to beat
The present World Champions are Italy
The World's best team as most would agree
But in the showpiece of World Football
Brazil have the best record of all
To Italy the 2006 World Champions well done
They were the best and the best won
But in 2010 their title they defend
A hard task of that why pretend
And one of their main threats is surely Brazil
A team known for their football skill.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Summer '79
Our last day of summer, 1979.
Gotta live it up one time before it's over.
We will make history tonight.
Out at the drive-in
all of our closest friends will be sneaking in.
You'll be spending your whole night
trying everything you can to get that girl to notice you.
"We are the Champions" playing loud on the radio station.
Everyone sing with these anthems of our generation.
Cruising down Pacific Coast Highway,
put the top down, crawl into the backseat.
Let's create anthems of our own tonight.
Down at the roller rink
all the cool kids crowding around the air-hockey table.
"Hey, my best friend likes you!"
I hear you shout at me as you go skating by.
"We are the Champions" playing loud on the radio station.
Everyone sing with these anthems of our generation.
Cruising down Pacific Coast Highway,
put the top down, crawl into the backseat.
Let's create anthems of our own tonight.
Sneak out of your window darling.
Let's live like outlaws honey.
We'll never look back.
Climb out on this rooftop.
And stare at the city lights below us.
This world belongs to us tonight.
The kids will keep raging on and they ain't ever gonna stop.
"We are the Champions" playing loud on the radio station.
Everyone sing with these anthems of our generation.
Cruising down Pacific Coast Highway,
put the top down, crawl into the backseat.
Let's create anthems of our own tonight.
"We are the Champions" playing loud on the radio station.
Everyone sing with these anthems of our generation.
Cruising down Pacific Coast Highway,
pu the top down, crawl into the backseat.
Let's create anthems of our own tonight.
song performed by by Ataris
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Don't Get It Twisted
Don't wait to die...
To be acknowledge and glorified,
For time you spent
Bounced back and forth
In emotional ping pong!
Underplayed and less fulfilled.
Here on Earth.
Acknowledge your time,
Bounced back and forth...
In emotional ping pong,
Spent on Earth.
Played with the best of your ability!
Champions know about failure.
That does not stop them from being champions!
You will win and lose!
Win and lose again!
That's the nature of the game.
Then die.
Rest in the kind of peace,
You were killing yourself
Attempting to achieve!
You have been freed...
Knowing you are still manifesting your joy!
And you knew you didn't have to wait for death,
To initiate any of it!
Don't get it twisted!
Know just how important you are!
Dedicated to and Inspired by:
'To my dear friend...and 'empathy' coach...LOL
Philomena McGee'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We are the only class in history that has been left to fight its battles alone, unaided by the ruling powers. White labor and the freed black men had their champions, but where are ours?
quote by Elizabeth Cady Stanton
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Sporting Life
The trouble with comparing a poet with a radio is that radios don’t develop scar-tissue. The tubes burn out, or with a transistor, which most souls are, the battery or diagram burns out replaceable or not replaceable, but not like that punchdrunk fighter in the bar. The poet
Takes too many messages. The right to the ear that floored him in New Jersey. The right to say that he stood six rounds with a champion.
Then they sell beer or go on sporting commissions, or, if the scar tissue is too heavy, demonstrate in a bar where the invisible champions might not have hit him. Too many of them.
The poet is a radio. The poet is a liar. The poet is a counterpunching radio.
And those messages (God would not damn them) do not even know they are champions.
poem by Jack Spicer
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Great champions have an enormous sense of pride. The people who excel are those who are driven to show the world and prove to themselves just how good they are.
quote by Nancy Lopez
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We knew that you don't get to be world champions without a struggle.
quote by Eric Cantona
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To Win Another One
People play games to win, not for fun
Otherwise, it’s meaningless
In competitive games like basketball or golf
To win is the primary purpose
While to have fun or make friends is at most the second
Because people need to win to establish confidence and conquer others
It’s victory that excites us, not failure
It’s victory that makes our names familiar to others, not failure
It’s victory that makes us want to play again
It’s victory that tells us not to give up
Not only the human beings
Animals either fight to win and to kill or to be killed
They have no second chance
They have to fight till death
To win or to lose
Is a choice we are facing everyday
Golf masters are having fun all the time
Because they won many tournaments and they are champions
So let’s win another one
And win them all
poem by Michael Guo
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Seduced By Luxuries
A cheapened labor for profit,
Could not stop their lust...
To pocket more.
They began to contaminate themselves.
With a self righteousness
Arresting sensibilities.
As if they had been the chosen ones.
And they were.
Chosen!
To receive inflicted revenge.
From a power descending upon them.
They were seduced by luxuries...
Undoing them to end their greed.
At all cost they wanted to succeed.
'Egofied' with victory!
No matter whose blood was left on trails,
To bleed and suffer...
To the death for beliefs.
And grieving starvation.
Proving they were champions of horror!
A declaration needing no confirmation...
By those left in global darkness.
Witnessing a martyrdom to pride,
But at the expense of whose honor! ?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Art Of Sport And Humility
Hollow is self praise.
Hollow is the acceptance of it taken.
In the art of sport and humility,
Those who are truly champions...
Of undenied ability and integrity,
Aren't those first to cross the finish line...
Most of the time.
Often those who are true 'victors',
Can be found behind the scenes...
Giving their support and motivation,
To others on the team with praise.
To receive with beliefs they are the winners.
Each minute.
Every hour in days lived and those to come.
If a maintaining of faith stays,
No one loses what is sought to successfully keep...
Within their minds engrained.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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