These Rhapsodies
Policies they wish to fight.
Since they begin to become quite frightened.
Bitterness incites,
The politically self righteous.
A losing of their might.
And greed fed leisures slim their diets.
And this displeases them to fits.
A worthlessness now visits.
Less dining by candlelight.
And padlocked doors now shut so tight.
From penthouses are flights of fancy gone.
By those with noses once held high.
And no cab ride on credit is warned.
And these rhapsodies,
Once sung by greedy people.
Are played now on the streets.
And heard by those seen weeping.
And these rhapsodies,
Leave empty silent condos.
To dormant whims...
And shocked to handouts to them given.
And these rhapsodies,
Whining now on knees.
Hoping to awaken,
From such nightmarish screams.
And these rhapsodies,
Linger on in ears...
Of those who fix their eyes upon,
The ones who caused their tears!
A losing of their might.
And greed fed leisures slim their diets.
And this displeases them to fits.
A worthlessness now visits.
And these rhapsodies,
Once sung by greedy people.
Are played now on the streets.
And heard by those seen weeping.
And these rhapsodies,
Linger on in ears...
Of those who fix their eyes upon,
The ones who caused their tears!
And these rhapsodies,
Linger on in ears...
Of those who fix their eyes,
To see a people now in fear.
The same ones who once jeered!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Related quotes
Only a crisis — actual or perceived — produces real change. When that crisis occurs, the actions that are taken depend on the ideas that are lying around. That, I believe, is our basic function: to develop alternatives to existing policies, to keep them alive and available until the politically impossible becomes politically inevitable.
quote by Milton Friedman
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Sometimes
pressure fried the coldest head
bent to the side, wishing he was dead
and i would still defend
i would still defend
i'll give up on it all
i'll give up on the greed
i'll give up on the ones
who'll give up on me
held up by the poor somewhere
they're unaware, but i know we are scared
if i was to give in
the fight would soon begin
begin
so i'll give up on it all
i'll give up on the greed
i'll give up on the ones
who'll give up on me
sometimes
the sun shines
sunshine
sometimes
the sun shines
sunshine
did you give up on it all?
did you give up on the greed?
did you give up on the ones
who gave up on me?
did you give up on it all?
did you give up on the greed?
did you give up on the ones
who gave up on me?
song performed by by Ours
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Gimme Number 9
Gimme number 9,
With a whoop-de-doo.
I'd like a side of fries,
And a milkshake too.
Put some mayo and some lettuce...
Add pickles just a few.
Exercise and diets I've given the boot!
I'm gonna lick my fingers...
Everyone publicly.
And flaunt my greed,
Feeding my gluttony.
All this talk about slimming down,
And losing pounds.
I aint into it,
Cause I like my body round!
And glad,
To flab...
My fat!
Don't deny me now...
Gimme number 9,
With a whoop-de-doo.
I'd like a side of fries,
And a milkshake too.
Put some mayo and some lettuce...
Add pickles just a few.
Exercise and diets I've given the boot!
All this talk about slimming down,
And losing pounds.
I aint into it,
Cause I like my body round!
And glad,
To flab...
My fat!
Take that scale away.
I'm glad,
To flab...
My fat!
Everyday I will be glad,
To flab...
My fat!
'Singing that may be a good incentive,
For you.
However...
You have annoyed the others,
In this weight reduction class.
So until you find another motivational song to sing...
You'll be running an extra five laps.'
A what?
I was just teasing everyone!
'Oh...
Sorry for the misunderstanding.
Make that 10.
And sing it as much as you'd like.
Hit the track.'
I hate people with no humor at all.
Especially the ones who make bad calls...
'And you,
Will run...
Your ass!
Quick and snappy,
Yes!
You,
Will run...
Real fast!
Or...
Get
Out
Of
This
Class!
We ARE serious about this, mister.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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They sent me to these places to get the weight off. The diets never worked; the diets actually made it worse.
quote by Lisa Whelchel
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Postmodern Light
If you don't support ‘progress’
You're not politically correct
Though often it is pure foulness
A perfect product of the imperfect.
If you believe in freedom
Yes, you're politically correct
But one's liberty is another's serfdom
Power in the hand of the elect.
If you're not a feminist
You're not politically correct
So do not swing your fist
Even when you are erect.
Your values and tradition
Are politically correct, perhaps,
If your divorces keep going on
Imbued with other family mishaps.
If you're not a ‘postmodern’
You're not politically correct
So just raise high your lantern
And irradiate for stage effect.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Fight
Sometimes there's nothing to feel
Sometimes there's nothing to hold
Sometimes there's no time to run away
Sometimes you just feel so old
The times it hurts when you cry
The times it hurts just to breathe
And then it all seems like there's no-one left
And all you want is to sleep
Fight fight fight
Just push it away
Fight fight fight
Just push until it breaks
Fight fight fight
Don't cry at the pain
Fight fight fight
Or watch yourself burn again
Fight fight fight
Don't howl like a dog
Fight fight
Just fill up the sky
Fight fight fight
Fight til you drop
Fight fight fight
And never never
Never stop
Fight fight fight
Fight fight fight
So when the hurting starts
And when the nightmares begin
Remember you can fill up the sky
You don't have to give in
You don't have to give in
Never give in
Never give in
Never give in
song performed by by Cure
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Oh! To Be Slim
Why do we spend so much time in the gym,
Why is it that we feel we must keep slim,
On cycling, long hours we spend,
But, go nowhere, in the end,
It's really hard work this trying to stay trim!
We watch the calories as they mount up high,
And cannot seem to control our intake - Why?
We always need a snack,
This slimming, we can't crack,
The effort of trying really makes one cry!
We should be happy with the shape we are,
And just enjoy eating, our chocolate bar,
Magazine diets just make us blue,
So, just what are we to do,
We always seem to feel, well below par!
Perhaps a 'Personal Trainer' would be nice,
He'd have us slim and fit within a trice,
But these thoughts may be just dreams,
And we'll stay, bursting at the seams,
Because this slimming game, comes with a 'weighty' price!
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Yo-yo
Many Diets you follow.
Losing weight like no tomorrow.
And it finally plateau,
You indulge in sweet sorrow.
That's called dieting Yo-Yo.
Politically Correct
If you sing out Baa Baa Blacksheep,
It will have a terrible effect,
Who tells us that this song is bad,
The Politically Correct.
Enter our country illegally,
Then show us no respect,
Will we send you straight back, no,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
We're told not to smack our children,
As their minds it will affect,
That is why they run amok,
Thanks,
The Politically Correct.
If you have a criminal mind,
Then join a violent sect,
We won't hold this against you,
We're,
Politically Correct.
If you break in to a house or bank,
Your booty to collect,
We'll put you up if you get caught,
That's,
Politically Correct.
If you're addicted to illegal drugs,
We'll rush in to protect,
We'll say you are a poor wee soul, why?
It's,
Politically Correct.
You can take cocaine and smoke your hash,
Illegal drugs you can inject,
We're not allowed to stop you because,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
If you say Shhhh! Black or White,
Then I'm afraid you can expect,
To be told you're out of order by,
The Politically Correct.
How dare you celebrate Christmas,
That's a time we must all reject,
All Christians are now redundant,
Who says?
The Politically Correct.
We must now rewrite our history,
Our past must now be checked,
We cannot say we won the war,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
Politicians the world over,
Have their fiddles go unchecked,
Why? Because they make the rules,
They're,
The Politically Correct.
Terrorists murder ever day,
On our system this does reflect,
Are we allowed to hang them, no,
We must be,
Politically Correct.
If we try to deport these murdering scum,
We're told we must not neglect,
The fact we're placing them in danger,
That's not,
Politically Correct.
If we hurt their feelings and make them cry,
We must forget those lives they wrecked,
Try to be understanding,
It's,
Politically Correct.
We spend millions on interpreters,
But we're not allowed to object,
We can't force them to speak our dialogue,
Say,
The Politically Correct.
The government now want to seek me out,
I know now that I must defect,
For what I've put in writing's not,
‘' Politically Correct''
Political?
Everything done today is politically based.
What isn't?
Religion?
Or those who claim and say,
They are of faith.
With a bragging they do daily,
Of their political affiliations...
As they advocate the supporting,
Of those policies that oppress...
The lives of others gone unaddressed.
While confessing their own interests,
Are better if kept to themselves and separate.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Entertains Instead of Appalls
All have been frightened into supporting...
An economic downfall.
A strategic sacrifice of human life has occurred.
As a massive distraction...
Entertains,
Instead of appalls!
Afraid of losing their rights to entice more greed.
In isolated racist hatred!
To eventually succeed,
In their own suffering that bleeds.
And drops unsolicted indignities.
Afraid of losing their deluded myths.
And historical embellishments.
To uphold in minds what never for them,
Occurred or had existed!
Churning a disturbance that stirs within.
Generations worshipping symbolic fantasies...
With a quality of life,
Diseased with strife!
And the spread of decadence...
Is marketed without making sense or reason for it.
But seen.
To frighten...
Unenlightened beings.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Something About You
Over and over and over I try
To get you off of my mind
But I cant win the fight
Theres a feelin I know
When Im losing in love
Its the feeling I get when I cant get enough
Something about you babe
Makes me feel the way I do
Know that I love you babe
So ya treat me like a fool
Wanna tell me babe
How I fit into your plan
Dont ya deceive me baby
Im just tryin to be your man cause
Oh nobody ever made me feel the is way
And of I think and dream about you every day
And of I could get you out of my mind
Oh but every time I try to run away
Over and over and over I try
To get you off of my mind
But I cant win the fight
Theres a feelin I know
When Im losing in love
Its the feeling I get when I cant get enough
(something about you baby)
Something about you baby
Changed the way I look at need
Is it obsession baby
Or just curiosity
Takin advantage baby
Of my sensitivity
Do what you wanna babe
Just back me sanity
Oh no other loves affected me before
Girl you change the rules but I come back for more
Im a player in this game Ill never win
This addictive loves about to do me in
Over and over and over I try
To get you off of my mind
But I cant win the fight
Theres a feelin I know
When Im losing in love
Its the feeling I get when I cant get enough
(something about you baby)
Over and over I try
To get you off my mind
But I cant win the fight
Theres something about you baby
When I think about you baby
Theres no doubt about it baby
I know its suicide to stay
But baby everytime I try to run away
Oh its just something about you baby
Over and over and over I try
To get you off of my mind
But I cant win the fight
Theres a feelin I know
When Im losing in love
Its the feeling I get when I cant get enough
Something about you babe
Something about you baby
Something about you babe
Something about you
Over and over and over I try
To get you off of my mind
But I cant win the fight
Theres a feelin I know
When Im losing in love
Its the feeling I get when I cant get enough
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song performed by by New Edition
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Fear
what am i most afraid of?
losing my health?
losing my job?
losing my family?
losing my virility?
losing my self-image?
losing my dignity?
losing my sanity?
losing my life?
or ending up alone
in the darkness
without reason or form
or direction.
what am i most afraid of?
and why?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I Got You
I've got you, and that's all I want.
I won't forget, 'cause that's a whole lot.
When something's wrong, I feel uneasy.
You show me, tell me you're not teasin'.
I don't know why sometimes I get frightened.
You can see my eyes and tell that I'm not lying.
Look at you, you're a pageant.
You're everything that I've imagined.
I don't go out, now that you're here.
Sometimes we shout, but that's no problem.
I don't know why sometimes I get frightened.
You can see my eyes and tell that I'm not lying.
I don't know why sometimes I get frightened.
You can see my eyes and tell that I'm not lying.
There's no doubt, but when I'm with you.
When I'm without, I stay in my room.
Where do you go? I get no answer.
You're always out, it gets on my nerves...
I don't know why sometimes I get frightened.
You can see my eyes and tell that I'm not lying.
I don't know why sometimes I get frightened.
You can see my eyes and tell that I'm not lying.
I don't know why sometimes I get frightened.
You can see my eyes and tell that I'm not lying.
I don't know why sometimes I get frightened.
You can see my eyes and tell that I'm not lying
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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If they understand, which I believe they really are sensing, that the alternative the Republicans have been offering is to repeal what we've done, to go back to Bush policies - and if you asked the public what would you prefer, Bush economic policies or Obama economic policies, they take and prefer Obama economic policies.
quote by Carl Levin
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A world of Hate
In a world of constant conflict;
it seems war is the only key,
dying for a country you've never know;
for someone's twisted policies.
Why should it be so?
We lose our sons and daughters,
and all it seems for a country;
that would sooner see us slaughtered!
They say that we must;
train and help those in need,
but the one's we're actually helping;
know nothing but greed.
A greed unlike most;
not money, don't waste your breath,
for these people seem to have;
an unquenchable thirst for death.
There is no honor in murder;
will they ever learn?
Or must we for eternity;
in their hatred burn?
poem by Peri Morgan
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In general President Obama's policies have been very, very skewed and very, very extreme. Like on healthcare for example, I don't think that trying to ram healthcare through was a smart idea politically, because he wasted a lot of capital and now he doesn't have any of that same capital with even his own party that he used to have.
quote by Jonathan Krohn
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We help people to begin truly healthful diets, and it is absolutely wonderful to see, not only their success, but also their delight at their ability to break old habits and feel really healthy for a change.
quote by Neal Barnard
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Cant Stand Losing You
Ive called you so many times today
And I guess its all true what your girlfriends say
That you dont ever want to see me again
And your brothers going to kill me and hes six feet ten
I guess youd call it cowardice
But Im not prepared to go on like this
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant
I cant stand losing you
I cant stand losing you
I cant stand losing you
I cant stand losing you
I see youve sent my letters back
And my lp records and theyre all scratched
I cant see the point in another day
When nobody listens to a word I say
You can call it lack of confidence
But to carry on living doesnt make no sense
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I guess this is our last goodbye
And you dont care, so I wont cry
But youll be sorry when Im dead
And all this guilt will be on your head
I guess youd call it suicide
But Im too full to swallow my pride
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing
I cant, I cant, I cant stand losing...
song performed by by Police
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Soldiers Dilemma
(clarke)
Please answer my question
Why do I have to go to war
I dont believe in the governments greed
I find the whole thing a bore
Well if you think that its right
To fight well then fight
Well please dont ask me to join in
The trouble were in,
How did it begin
Well please dont ask me to fight your war
I aint tired of living
I like to keep it in one piece
I dont like the odds youre giving
You aint having me on a lease
I like to eat three meals a day
In my own lazy way
And you cant keep
That youre giving away for free
Even after Ive protested
Seems I dont have any choice
You put a gun in my hand now
You say Im fighting for peace
Well its just a lie
So why should I die
For something in which I dont believe
Well its so hard
When youre shooting at me
Well all I can do is reply
Chorus
song performed by by Hollies
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