I sometimes think of all those apparently insignificant people
Who never find place in snobbish minds too busy to notice them
While they are playing with their intellectual marbles
Of concepts polished and syllogisms winding endlessly to no end deductions
Of too much info without a place to really fit but can serve the purpose
Of a metaphor the more unusual the better I guess
I sometimes think that those apparently insignificant people
Live full lives on anonymous addresses and keep and cherish their loves
Their family their children their values that no commercial placing them into
Nostra picolla vita our little life can ever really touch or ring a bell at their door
Behind which they are having a great time playing cards they borrowed
From their neighbours for they have no money to buy ones for themselves
Watching tv reading having coffee and just sitting
I am thinking of so many others who forgot what sitting was all about
I am thinking of those who always fit themselves into -few- category
Which gives them the right to feel above nostra picola vita and
Place mediocrisis labels on ‘little people's' back as some kind of punishment
And complain about being misunderstood or blaming the marbles
For not being the colour they are supposed to be on a given day
They started to academically roll in and down their overburdened brain
Perhaps I'm too harsh on those who dedicated their lives to serve
Some higher purposes and I'm sorry if I sound like that
I am thinking of those whose higher purposes have nothing to do with service
Whose higher issues turned into colourful marbles simile stuck in their throats
As there was no good enough comparison to state how far a metaphor can go
Or how far syllogisms can deduce anything
And I know that among those bestowed with a high intelligence and gift
There are many who really want to serve most benevolently and without any second thoughts resting on any kind of reward but happiness for all the people and themselves
Even they can sometimes be seen as very good doctors when it comes to diagnosis
But equally helpless when it comes to healing those who just want to sit and play cards
Who aren't ill at all who never aspired to anything but happiness
poem by Miroslava Odalovic

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The Origin Of Greed
it started when we were yet children
playing marbles and rubber bands
play money and toy guns
and gunpowders
we hoard them like some kind
of treasures
then we move to food
and other goods
to houses and lots and
money,
it does not end there
we move to other matters
like time and places
and diamonds and islands and planes
and even submarines
then to power, how other people's lives
have become mere words within the touch of the tips of our fingers
we like to be god,
God,
but God has His own mysterious ways,
today your life has ended.The End.
to God, you have become the flower of the day
taken by the wind and gone away.To dust you shall return,
and there is no more name left for that.
You are nothing. Nothing.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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Take Me Higher
(narada michael walden/s.j.dakota/germaine)
Take me to that place
Higher
Go, hold on
Go
(take me higher)
(take me higher)
In my mind I see the possibilities
When it comes to love there are no boundaries
Do you think that you and I can work it out
Thats what true loves about
Baby we can find an answer if we look inside our hearts
Love will be there waiting for us
Baby we can rise above it if we leave our doubts behind us
We can learn to fly high above us
Theres a place up in the sky
Where the sun is shining
Take me higher
(take me higher)
Theres a place I long to be
Where the birds are flying
Take me higher
(take me higher)
See it on the news, theres trouble eveywhere
Gotta reach out show somebody that you care
It aint good to let the bad news get us down
Lets spread some love around
Even if you want to go there
To a place above the clouds
Got to feel the power of love (power of love)
Baby we can rise above it if we leave our doubts behind
We can learn to fly high above us
Theres a place up in the sky
Where the sun is shining
Take me higher
(take me higher)
Theres a place I long to be
Where the birds are flying
Take me higher
(take me higher)
(repeat)
You gotta reach out
Feel the power of love
Show somebody you care
Take me...
Oh baby
Higher
Take me higher
Theres a place up in the sky
Where the sun is shining
Take me higher
(take me higher)
Theres a place I long to be
Where the birds are flying
Take me higher
(take me higher)
(repeat)
Take me higher
Take me, take me
Take me higher
(take me higher)
(repeat three times)
Theres a place up in the sky
Where the sun is shining
Take me higher
(take me higher)
Theres a place I long to be
I want to go flying
(take me higher)
song performed by by Diana Ross

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The Best Gift One Can Receive
Awakening from values placed,
On the emptiness of symbols and images...
Can save a lot of waste of one's appreciation,
For others and their worth as human beings.
People wait until it is too late,
To live their lives from a basic point of view.
Believing the purpose of life is in acquiring things,
To pursue with a flaunting of pretentions.
Today people are teaching their children,
It is okay to take from others.
Then find what they have done,
Disappoints with the results that come.
Today people do not accept,
Their own consequences they face.
Only to place blame and find fault,
With those directions they chose to take.
Awakening from values placed,
On the emptiness of symbols and images...
Can save a lot of waste of one's appreciation,
For others and their worth as human beings.
Awakening before it is too late,
To self examine...
Is not a sign of weakness.
It is the best gift one can receive.
Afterall...ultimately,
Is it what one has that delivers to them happiness?
Or...
Is it the caring of someone shown that is freely given,
And genuinely felt and known...
That validates with an acknowledgement,
What they have been seeking that is regarded as progress.
'I've given you every 'thing' that money can buy.
And you act as if I don't exist.
It is as if...
I don't know who you are,
Anymore.'
~Oh?
And 'who' are you?
Who are 'we'?
WHAT are we?
Machines are being made...
To 'do' what we 'do'.
Other than self destruction...
What other purpose do we serve? ~
'I'll see you later.
When,
Hopefully...
You are in a better mood.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Hey Grayson
(Dedicated to Grayson Wolpert who changed our lives forever)
Hey Grayson did you see view?
When I walked into that room
So many people
So many tears
So many laughs
So many smiles
And so many hearts that went out to you
Hey Grayson did you hear what they said?
When I sat in that chair listening to speeches
So many funny stories
So many laughs
So many hilarious moments
So many deep conversations
So many encouraging words
So many special memories
And so many people that talked about the amazing you
Hey Grayson did you hear the words in which you were described?
So many called you passionate
So many called you loving
So many called you compassionate
So many called you unique
So many called you funny
So many called you beautiful
So many called you caring
So many called you inspirational
So many called you outgoing
And so many people that were grateful for you
Hey Grayson did you see those pictures?
So many of your horse and you
So many of your family and you
So many of your sister and you
So many of your mother and you
So many of your father and you
So many of special people and you
And so many people were deeply in love with you
Hey Grayson did you feel how much you were loved?
So many people would change for you
So many people would kill for you
So many people would die for you
So many people would do anything for you
Hey Grayson did you notice how many lives you affected?
So many people wanted to serve others because of you
So many people wanted to help others because of you
So many people wanted to be nice to others because of you
So many people wanted to encourage others because of you
So many people wanted to love others because of you
So many people wanted to change because of you
And so many people did change because of you
Hey Grayson did you see that checklist?
So many people were learning to love
So many people were learning to be loved
So many people were learning to grow
And so many people learned so much about life because of you
Hey Grayson did you take in all the change?
So many people were affected
So many people were transformed
So many people were wiser
So many people were better friends
So many people were better at all relationships
So many people were full of more knowledge
And so many people became new people because of you
Hey Grayson are you happy up there?
Now that you’ve seen all the love
Now that you’re surrounded by love
Now that you can watch the lives of the ones you love
Now that you are holding hands with angels
Now that you’re in a place of no more suffering, or pain, or tears
Now that you’re in a place full of beauty, wonder, and all things that are good
Now that you are embracing God
You’re in heaven where you are so high, the word up doesn’t even exist
Grayson you care about everyone
Grayson you love everyone
So Grayson have I told you the most important information of all?
Grayson, I love you
Grayson, everyone loves you
And that is how it will stay
For all eternity and longer
poem by Michelle Rainey

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Grandma
Grandma wish you were here
the walks and the talks and playing with chalk
make me miss you most
sitting around the table playing cards
watching you dance the cards around
listening to the stories of old
boy, do i remember them well
it's been years since you gone to a better place
I miss you so
trips to the store, we enjoyed
Miller's Store small, but busy
tell me about the candies we will buy
butterscotch was our favorite
Grandma, I miss you so
thanks for sharing your stories
being my friend, giving me time
I will always have you in my dreams
walking to the store, dancing cards
love you so, missing you most
Grandma's gone, but her soul is here
poem by Michael Peterson

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The Great Game
We who play the great game
instinctively know our enemies
as our enemies instinctively
know us and so it has always been
across centuries thousands of
years as we each serve our masters.
Life and Death is the shadow game we play
those of us who play hard prepare to die
to live or die always ultimately for what we
believe in this never ending game power
struggles in quests to be free to enslave
we choose our sides thus we live or die.
We all play the game at various skill levels
some hide some observe act some risk all
some serve Mammon some serve Heaven
and when all the battle dust finally settles
what will be our waiting final resting place?
What rewards await those who served wrong master?
When people are prepared to fight for power
people die people are killed in such struggles
it is not called a power struggle for nothing.
poem by Terence George Craddock

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Happy Colored Marbles
Most people are not ok, but they're taking their siestas in the sun
Got some ideas on the way it should be
But most of 'em just carrying on
Happy colored marbles that are rolling in my head
I put 'em back in the jacket of the one I love
Carry that velvet sack full of pretty colored marbles
And I'll ask you for 'em back, when I'm ready and done
Most people are not ok, and they're slackin' cause the job ain't done
Fillin' up on the poison nut
And getting down till the dawn
Happy colored marbles that are rolling in my head
I put 'em back in the jacket of the one I love
Carry that velvet sack full of pretty colored marbles
And I'll ask you for 'em back, when I'm ready and done
song performed by by Ween

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Miracle Healing
hello my friend!
it's late and i want to sleep
but i just can't make it to my bed.
i've got a brand-new song on my screen. it's called miracle healing.
i read it on a sign somewhere in port of spain
(29. 4. 2000).
i remember a bright-blue-colonial building. for me it looked like the
entrance to paradise.
a place full of smiling people, a place full of happiness.
i was dreaming to go there instead of doing the interview & receive...
a miracle healing of innocence & ectasy.
dreams of independence. love, caress & energy.
the circle & square, sound & vision, angels are singing
you're gonna burn in hell no more - you're gonna burn in hell no more...
are you sure what to think of me?
do you know how i should be?
is there any damn explanation for this world?
and what kind of healing would i need?
only one thing i know is that i need some help,
i must finish this song to find it all out
a miracle healing...
hello my friend!
it's late and i want to sleep
and i'm sitting here all alone with my ghosts tonite
i don't know what to write to you
i just want to say that i'm thinking of you
and i hope that you're alright
i am, well, ...better, i think it must be because of this letter
and if it's not so then i really don't have a clue
if i slept for a thousand years would you dig inside my pyramid?
would you resurrect me from the dead, would you light up my darkness, would
you give me...
a miracle healing...?
song performed by by Alphaville

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My Safe Place
Drawings of seventy three people,
A map of the place where they all live,
I am amongst these people, and
I can hear them in conversation,
Although nobody who lives outside of this room can-
I have given this place a name- a self-fabricated name-
I have found happiness here
Within this world I call my own.
This is my safe place-
This place where skies are touched with clouds of pink and gray,
This place where all is quiet, except for the rushing sound
Of the clear water in the creek that runs through.
Here in this place where nobody cares
What time of day people go to sleep or what hour that they awaken-
This is the place where nobody ever gets angry or slights one another-
Here where we dance when it rains and
Where we laugh when the sun is shining over that creek,
But the sun never burns us.
I have locked the silver gate that exits to the world outside,
So that untrustworthy and belligerent people cannot enter-
This is what I have called my safe place, although
Some say it is dangerous in some sort of way.
Some say that it is dangerous to deny what is real, and
To live in a self formulated world,
Ignoring the lives of three billion people,
Feeling no empathy for those in pain and those fighting in wars out there-
While listening to voices that only I can hear or those I care to hear.
I feel that that world has not been kind to me and
There is so much out there that I fear and it is with great irony
That people are so fearful of my own unfamiliarity- although
To me people who live in this great earth outside of my safe place
Are just as foreign to me as I am to them- I must say that
If I were to continuously wear the key to that silver gate about my neck-
Keeping myself safe here amongst my made up community, I can
Live in my world and others live in theirs and we won't have to fear one another- as
Unfamiliarity is synonymous with danger to so many people.
The sun shall shine upon both places and everyone shall be safe, and
Nobody- not myself, my own special friends or
Those living in the world outside of here
Shall ever get burned…
poem by Claudia Krizay

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Mr. Ego
Take me down
To a ground
Just let me feel it
If I let someone down
Please welcome
Him on the loosing side
I shake you off
And make my choice
Don't wanna hear you
Your slimy voice
Please go down, please
I don't wanna feel you
around me
Take me down to a
higher ground
To survive your
mindless sound
If you know all the people
Why are you alone?
If you know all the people
You'll be goin' down
I feel that man
On my back
Don't promise any crap
Someone will break
your neck
You don't know how
To soak my soul
Let me out
Let me go
Open your eyes
You told nothing but lies
Please go down, please
C'mon, go down with
your ego
Take me down to a
higher ground
To survive your
mindless sound
If you know all the people
Why are you alone?
If you know all the people
You'll be goin' down
Let me go ahead,
let me go
I will find
an explanation
Where's my only
deatination
Separated ways
now and forever
Is the one and only
measure
Tales full of
exaggerations
No more manipulations
And I think you are
not funny
Your brain is just a
bloated dummy
Take me down to a
higher ground
To survive your
mindless sound
If you know all the people
Why are you alone?
If you know all the people
You'll be goin' down
song performed by by Helloween

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A Higher Place
We gotta get to a higher place
And we gotta leave by night.
Before that river takes us down
We gotta find somewhe re thats dry
We gotta run like we never run,
Or were gonna lose the light.
If we dont get to a higher place and
Find somebody, can help somebody,
Might be nobody no more
We gotta get to a higher place
And I hope we all arrive together.
We gotta get to a higher place
If we wanna survive the weather
Well, I fool myself and I dont know why
I thought we could ride this out
I was up all night making up my mind
But now I got my doubts
I got my eye on the waterline
Trying to keep my sense of humor
But if we dont get to a higher place and
Find somebody, can help somebody,
Might be nobody no more
We gotta get to a higher place
And I hope we all arrive togeth er.
We gotta get to a higher place
If we wanna survive the weather
I remember walking with her in town,
Her hair was in the wind
I gave her my best kiss
She gave it back again
When I add up what Ive left behind
I don t want to lose no more
But if we dont get to a higher place and
Find somebody, can help somebody,
Might be nobody no more
song performed by by Tom Petty

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What Goes Around Comes Around
My pockets were full now my money's gone
My friends come around and now they're gone
Things come and they come and then they go
And where they go nobody knows
It's gonna come around
What goes around comes around
It's gonna come around
What goes around comes around
My cup over runneth with fullness and grace
Yet people push bullshit in my face
The future can't hold what your money can't buy
My brother keep striving your child relies
It's gonna come around
What goes around comes around
It's gonna come around
What goes around comes around
This world keeps on spinning does the future know ?
We're destined to screw ourselves one blow
We've ruined what's pure down from nature below
You'd better look back it'll all be gone
It's gonna come around
What goes around comes around
It's gonna come around
What goes around comes around
So children please listen this world is yours
This message is too deep to ignore
Your forefathers said but they did not do
The things that would show that they cared for you
It's gonna come around
What goes around comes around
It's gonna come around
What goes around comes around
Comes around comes around comes around [X3]
Comes around yeah
Gonna take you higher
I'm gonna take you higher [X2]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm gonna take you higher
Gonna take higher
Yeah yeah yeah
Gonna take you higher higher
Higher higher higher higher
Gonna take you higher
Gonna take you higher
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from Mama Said

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Happiness Is
Written by donny brown
The world is giving you the run-around
And leaves you feeling low and let down but
Happiness is
Wherever you find it
Im not waiting for a friend beside me
Or for the lord above to guide me
My happiness is
Wherever I find it
And I wanna find it with you
Have you ever felt so out of place
That the smile on your face
Was to keep from cryin
I dont know how we get so out of touch
But I dont want much
Just to find out
What happiness is
While everybody else is winning
Youre stuck waiting for your new beginning
So happiness is
Wherever you find it
You may be full of lifes frustrations
But Im up for negotiations
My happiness is
Wherever I find it
And I wanna find it with you
Have you ever felt...
If you got your lucky break and broke it
I guess youve got your options open
But happiness is
Wherever you find it...yeah
And I wanna find it with you
Have you ever felt so out of place
That the smile on your face
Was to keep from cryin
I dont know how we get so out of touch
But I dont want much
Just to keep on tryin
People say a prayer every day
That they end up with more than their next door neighbor
Im not buying all their ego trips
But Ill get my kicks
When I find out
What happiness is
song performed by by Verve Pipe

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The 'Look-At-Me-And-What-I've-Got-Type
I've met a few snooty people in my days.
The ones who perceived themselves,
Better than others...
Because of a higher mortgage the had to pay.
Or the ones who bragged about their good credit.
And would announce the number of their credit cards,
To anyone for a quick display.
And those who were comfortable being who they are,
Always attracted my attention with admiration.
Those who were comfortable being who they are...
Were honest with themselves.
And to me this was a priceless possession.
People who talk about their stocks and bonds,
And investments they live on...
I don't fault them for what they believe is security.
People have their values and I respect that.
It is the ones self obsessed who appear to thrive best,
On masquerading their unhappiness....
With a projecting of pretentions the try to hide,
In a shallowness of emptiness.
The 'look-at-me-and-what-I've-got-type'.
You know...
The ones climbing down from their high horses,
Hoping not to be seen at night.
Since today the economy,
Has their mouths and lips shut firmly tight!
I've met a few snooty people in my days.
The ones who perceived themselves,
Better than others...
Because of a higher mortgage the had to pay.
Or the ones who bragged about their good credit.
And would announce the number of their credit cards,
To anyone for a quick display.
Well...
Those who were and 'still' comfortable being who they are,
Always attracted my attention with admiration.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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One Life To Live One Life To Love
One life to live one life to love
Cherish the good disregard the bad
Good or bad, take it as a learning experience and move on in life
Both the experience has to be shielded and accepted as souvenir
Utilize bad experiences to improve today
Treasure good experiences for better tomorrow
And escort the life with confidence, honesty and pride
One life to live one life to love
Cherish the good disregard the bad
Happiness or Sorrow either cannot be borrowed
Life is incomplete without each other and both cannot be ignored
Both brings you different flavors and taste to life
Happiness keeps you sweet, Sorrow keep you human
Taste the life with varieties and not to be narrowed
One life to live one life to love
Cherish the good disregard the bad
Life is wonderful gift bestowed by god and honored by nature
Has to be respected and believed by every human and creature
Everyone’s role are defined and are here with the purpose, decided by creator
Educate the life on the laws of god and the laws of nature
Imbibe these laws of life by choosing god and nature as a tutor
In no way, one should violate the laws made by god and nature, rather then desiring to be a pauper
One life to live one life to love
Cherish the good disregard the bad
Live life with honesty, with purpose, with determination and pride
Live life with Joy, with happiness, with good values and principles
Live life to the fullest but within the laws of the god and the nature
Your existence should be respected and honored for all the good work you render or did for self, family, friends & for the rest of the world during your tenure and the stay on this earth in this life.
Your exit should be without any guilt and you should die with peace, smile and satisfaction.
No one can outturn their destiny
Think good, Do good and Be good, rest live it up to the god to decide
One life to live one life to love
Cherish the good disregard the bad
Pinky Lekhraj Porwal
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A Fair Go Of Anyone We Should Not Deny
Those who judge people by their colour or their creed or their race
The spirit of the fair go could never embrace
But eventually the reality they have to face
That in the twenty first century for their sort of thinking there isn't a place.
Of what I say here to all races apply
A fair go of anyone we should not deny
Those who are prejudiced towards others in their ways are small
Long live the great beauty in a fair go for all.
As we know prejudice and racism is only based on ignorance and fear
And of such negative stuff I don't wish to read of or hear
Their thinking is out of touch and it would seem fair to say
That it is out of place in the World of today.
One fact in black, brown and white and facts never lie
Is that we are mere mortals and born to die
And whoever you are you deserve a fair go
And may happiness and luck in your life you do know
poem by Francis Duggan

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Happiness defined.
Happiness is the feeling good,
A state where worry is absent.
Happiness is much sought after.
Happiness is the life's purpose.
To feed the senses gives happiness.
To feed ego gives happiness.
To spend libido gives happiness.
To feel safe also is happiness.
Let them come without prejudice
To the interest of others.
Discard such happiness that fails
In the conscience clearance.
Happiness that would accrue from
Showing mercy, giving pardon
And doing voluntary helps
Is higher as comes from goodwill.
23.04.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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In The Name Of People
In the name of kind people who aren't hopeless
The people who are looking for bless
In the name of people who have a great self steam and a great view of life
The people who help other people to be alive
The people who respect each other
People who learn to not bother
In the name of people who had pure tears
People who lived a life full of fears
In the name of people …people who will stay
People who are strong in their speeches, they don't say may! ! ! !
In the name of people who believe what is disgusting is LIE!
People who haven't seen my tears tonight…I'm going to say good bye.
In the name of people, the people of a forgotten place
People who stayed strong, even with their blooded face
In the name of people, the people who are dear
People that will cry, will laugh, but they don't betray, with their pure tear
poem by Ellias Anderson

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A Higher Power Watches
A Higher Power Watches
Who deliberately causes
The innocent to flout
The sweet to become bitter
The peaceful to become upset.
A Higher Power Watches
People who provoke
The good to do evil.
To speak unkind
To deceive to live unclean.
A Higher Power Watches
How the family behaves
How friends are engaged
Or how who ever interrupts
Or encourages a Life.
A Higher Power Watches
Consciously every move.
Inspirations and righteousness
Cleanliness and courage
Ameliorations and aspirations.
A Higher Power Watches
What every insight sees.
Every intellectual knowing
Every attitude existing
What life's breath blows.
A Higher Power Watches
Every humilation
Every honesty and sincerity
Every forgiveness
And every loving thought.
poem by Cecelia Weir

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Experiences at church
In the city I witnessed some men
going to church trying to follow God
with a true passion, a true commitment
to finding a blessing
and weary old ladies, children
and some men were bringing offerings
of money, action and time
and some just went there to express
how by wealth they have been blessed
gathering in cliques in little groups and circles,
discussing business, pleasure
and inconsequential things that are of interest to them
and I have witnessed other people,
who saw no need for churches
or for the services rendered by them,
any other than as places for
grand weddings
or to serve God or any higher being
as if they in the image of God
had become gods
and the whole wide world
belonged to them to exploit
and even other people
have got to serve them
and now that the church
to which they did at a time belong
had lost its power
with which it governed the country
from religion they were totally free.
Even if other people were gathering
for self serving reasons
I went to church
to get some kind of blessing
from the presence of the One
from whom all love comes.
poem by Gert Strydom

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