Where Do All The Lonely People Come From?
Lost and Lonely People
Where do they come from?
They come from India
They come from America
They come from affluence
They come from poverty
They come from here
They come from there
They come from everywhere
They come from people.
poem by Lonely People Champion
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Racism is not a crime, but it should be
People from different places come to America
They have different backgrounds and have different skin
But they are in America
They should be accepted, even if their from Berlin
And yet we make fun of how they look
And call them names by their background
Because it’s a little harder for them to read a book
And we look down on them and frown
Racism is a weird thing
Sometimes we don’t even know what it is
Like Mr. King
And that dream of his
We shouldn’t judge people
At any cost
Because their still people
Just a little lost
So the next time you see someone
Being made fun of because of their color or background
Don’t keep walking and look down
Help and try to fix what has just been done
People are people
And they have feelings too
People are people
Just like you
poem by Keegan Shelton
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Elanor Rigby / Eleanor's Dream
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding was been,
Lives in a dream.
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door,
Who is it for ?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from ?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong ?
Father McKenzie, writing the words to a sermon that no one will near,
No one comes near.
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care ?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from ?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong ?
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby died in church and was buried along with her name;
Nobody came.
Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave;
No one was saved.
All the lonely people, where do they all come from ?
(ah, look at all the lonely people)
All the lonely people, where do they all belong ?
(ah, look at all the lonely people)
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Eleanor Rigby
Ah look at all the lonely people
Eleanor rigby picks up the rice
In the church where the wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Inside a window
Wearing a face she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
Father mackenzie writing the words to a sermon no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him working
Darning his socks
In the dark because nobodys there
What does he care
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
Look at all the lonely people
Look at all the lonely people
Look at all the lonely people
Look at all the lonely people
Eleanor rigby died in the church
And was buried along with her name
No body came
Father mackenzie wiping the dirt from his hands
Has he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong
Look at all the lonely people
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Lonely People
Written by dennis deyoung
Lead vocals by dennis deyoung
Hey , hey out there knock it off will ya?
Hey give it a rest will ya? Im tryin to get some sleep!
Want me to call the cops?
I tell ya erma I cant till next week when they start to tear that damn old theatre down.
The rain was hot, the streets were empty
As downtown closed her eyes
The movie house stood in silence as I said my last good-byes
Her silver screen was stained with memories
As cagney shot them down
And as I watched I was that hero
In dreamlands lost and found
Oh my god, well we both are empty paradise and me
Do you believe Im still chasing rainbows
When everywhere I see
Lonely people, lonely people
Up above these ghetto streets
In penthouse suites they sit and stare
Lonely people, lonely people
They smile and say theyre fine
But behind their eyes they just dont care
Lonely people
They just dont care
Lonely people, lonely people
Lonely people, lonely people
Beneath these neon streets in subway seats they crowd for air
Lonely people, lonely people
So close and yet so far they share the secrets of despair
Lonely people, lonely people (repeat and fade...)
song performed by by Styx
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Indian Independence Day Prayer
Greetings on India's 66th
Independence day
On the occasion, I pray
For peace and prosperity of India,
For sovereignty of India,
For better economy,
For people's true autonomy,
For wellness of her citizens,
For rejoice of all Indians
I pray for:
Freedom from inequalities,
Freedom from injustice and poverty
Freedom from scams and scandals
Freedom from classification of people
Freedom from dirty politics.
Protection of human rights,
Better law and order situation,
fearless, safe, healthy, happy all Indians.
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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On Overhearing Two Arguing About Poverty
I over heard two fellows arguing about poverty
Whilst I sat in the cafe drinking coffee
And in truth I could not help but overhear them
As they sat at the next table to me.
The older of the two a silver gray haired fellow
Said to rid the World of want and poverty
We would need to depose every despotic leader
But the younger bloke with him did not agree.
He said in so called wealthy societies there's want and hunger
And where affluence is poverty too abound
From here you don't walk far to see poor people
For poverty is everywhere around.
The older bloke countered but this is a free Country
And those in poverty have themselves only to blame
And if hungry people in our midst are living
Do not expect me to feel any shame
The younger man again with him did differ
Saying want is caused by those who only care
For themselves alone and their own self interest
Many must grow poorer for to make one millionaire.
I left them there in the cafe to argue
And not for me to say who is wrong or right
For both of them looked well dressed and well fed fellows
And they won't go to bed hungry tonight.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Affluence separates people. Poverty knits 'em together. You got some sugar and I don't; I borrow some of yours. Next month you might not have any flour; well, I'll give you some of mine.
quote by Ray Charles
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Eleanor Rigby
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from ?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong ?
Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working. Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
song performed by by Kansas
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Eleanor Rigby
Ah ----- look at all the lonely people
Ah ----- look at all the lonely people
Eleanor rigby, picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people where do they all belong?
Father mckenzie, writing the words to a sermon that no-one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when nobodys there
What does he care
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people where do they all belong?
Ah ----- look at all the lonely people
Ah ----- look at all the lonely people
Eleanor rigby, died in the church and was buried along with her name,
Nobody came
Father mckenzie, wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people where do they all belong?
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Golden Bird, Painted Black
From beginning I heard
India was a golden bird,
Mughals, Britishers arrived
Looted wealth and destroyed
As she had wealth natural
Precious stones and pearl
Real gold, range of mineral
And knowledge of spiritual.
Hard work of noble citizens
Has mounted wealth again
But many citizens still feel pity
They are to live below poverty.
The amount involved in scams
Amount brought to Swiss bank,
Can run India totally tax free,
Not less the decades of three.
As said hundred trillion rupees
Is deposited in banks of Swiss,
Mere interest at Indian bank rate,
Can change poor people’s fate.
People below poverty can
Easily get per capita income.
India was a bird of gold,
India is still a bird of gold
But in black, it is painted
Her worthyness is dented.
If this black is removed,
Will again shine like gold.
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Hobbies for lonely people
Hobbies don't help people
Much.
Lonely people don't care about collectibles and such.
They want to meet people.
Hobbies don't help people
As such.
If only lonely people got interested in poetry writing and such,
They would end up meeting nice people.
Hobbies could help lonely people
A bunch.
If lonely people got interested in something much
That would put them in contact with lots of people.
poem by Lonely People Champion
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India
India, India, India
India, India, clarified butter from the holy cow
India, India, India
I'm a pauper bereft of spiritual vision
Looking for a guru such a decision
India, India, India
Clarified butter from the holy cow
India, India, India
I'm a conscious consumer
but there's nothing to consume
Lotus flowers are still in bloom in
India, India, India
India, India, clarified butter from the holy cow
India, India, India
India, India
India, India
song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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Rise and Set
I am here in India
Where are you not known to me
And I must say America.
America is not I'm sure
Beyond my reach
There in America I can teach.
My lifestyle in India is like
That of America and I'm sure
There is no difference
Between rise and set
And I rise and you set.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Indian Woman Blues
Indian
Woman
It is time that
You live like the rest
Of the people in
North
America
Because You don't live
In
India anymore
And
North
America
Is not
India
Indian
Woman
poem by Aldo Kraas
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The Wall Clock And The Stairs....
all the sad and lonely people
they are all here
gathered,
all the sad and lonely people
they are all here
and i listen, listen all too well
and i ask myself, from where do all these lonely people come from?
and i ask some of them, from where do you come from?
all the lonely and sad people do not answer
they are well dressed, and square and straight and prim and proper
their lips are sealed and their gazes are deep
all the lonely and sad people with their wits on, their wisdom kept
in the silence of their boxes
that thorax, that ax on their backs
no blood at all, no sound, nothing so bad to see
from all these sad and lonely people
who have gathered here
knowing perhaps that we all look the same,
and behave in the same manner
of the wall clock and the stairs.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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India Is Not Free
India Is A Country,
Which Is Not Free,
All People Are Not,
In Merry.
For Money,
People Kill People,
Why All Men,
Are In Troublr.
Why Women Burn,
If Drowery Is Not Given,
Why All People,
Not Go In Heaven.
Why There Is Discrimination,
Besides Man, Becomes Our Foe The Sun.
Why Father Has To Bent Infront Of Sun,
Why Honesty Is There Only Before Gun.
Oh God! Make Man Realise That His Country Is His Second Home,
If Not Then India Will Only Be Like A Foam…..
poem by Kaushal Saboo
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Lonely City
Lost
not knowing where you are
Lost
are friends near or far
Lost
in a city full of people
Lonely
no-one to talk to
Lonely
No friends, just you
Lonely
in a city full of people
Lost
but in a crowd
you ask for help
they don't make a sound
Lonely
but not alone
no-one wants to know you
no-one even phones.
1979
poem by Penni Currie
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Lost Highway
How many people have we seen
travelling down that lonely
lost highway to nowhere?
Their dreams have been broken
and their faith has been lost.
A bottle seems the only answer
to drive the world away.
They immerse themselves deeply
to forget who they are
and start travelling down
that lonely lost highway.
How many good people
have you seen fall this way,
letting go of their dignity
to travel down with others
along that lonely lost highway.
poem by David Harris
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Eleanor Rigby
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Father mckenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working.
Darning his socks in the night when theres nobody there
What does he care?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Eleanor rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father mckenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Forum
A forum for lonely people?
What a logical idea?
Would that be a panacea?
But hardly any have adopted it?
Hardly anyone knows why.
A forum for lonely people?
Sounds like a great idea.
Somewhat of an abstract idea.
Most lonely people are too affected to use it.
Some people know why.
A forum for lonely people?
Should societies be having it?
The lonely people would benefit from it.
But there are hardly any such forums,
Who knows why?
poem by Lonely People Champion
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