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Many things the gods pardon:
cowardice, cupidity-
anything but greed.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Gods
Gods of the white man,
Gods of the black man,
Gods of the almond shade
all of these Gods
have done one thing,
made the people afraid.
Gods of the red man,
Gods of the brown man
Gods of the yellow hue,
all of these Gods
have done the same
divided them into
Separate people
who've been led to believe
their God is the holy one
to save their souls
and pardon them
and deliver them
from earthly sin.
How can there be
so many Gods?
Isn't there only one?
One for every single soul
born unto this earth.
He's every color that there is
since the world's begun.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Think For Things
greed you think of things
alas things degenerate
greed you think less of others
alas you tinker with things
greed you think less with sense
alas you kill your neighbour
gree you abhor with your thoughts
alas you make cultures perish
greed you are embodiment of evil
alas unsatiable are are your wants
poem by Venkatesh Ram
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Pardon Me
Pardon me while i burst
Pardon me while i burst
A decade ago, i never thought i would be.
A twenty three on the verge of spontaneous combustion woe is me
But i guess that it comes with the territory.
An ominous landscape of never-ending calamity.
I need you to hear. i need you to see.
That i have had all i can take
And exploding seems like a definite possibility
To me
So pardon me while i burst into flames.
I've had enough of the world, and its people's mindless games
So pardon me while i burn, and rise above the flame
Pardon me, pardon me. i'll never be the same.
Not, two days ago i was having a look in a book
And i saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knees
I said i can relate
Cause lately i've been thinking of combustication as a welcomed vacation from.
The burdens of the planet earth, like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3-d...
And thinking so much differently.
Pardon me while i burst into flames.
I've had enough of the world, and it's people's mindless games
Pardon me while i burn, and rise above the flame
Pardon me, pardon me. i'll never be the same.
Never be the same...yeah.
Pardon me while i burst into flames.
Pardon me, pardon me, pardon me.
So pardon me while i burst into flames.
I've had enough of the world, and it's people's mindless games
So pardon me while i burn, and rise above the flame
Pardon me, pardon me. i'll never be the same.
Pardon me, never be the same. yeah
song performed by by Incubus
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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For amusement only
F
I do not let spam mail annoy
but rather it amuses me
The corny ruses they employ.
Make me laugh hysterically
The tell me that I really need
the services they have to sell.
Then try appealing to my greed
another scam which fails as well
There’s no way that they can succeed.
I enjoy their stupidity
it helps to brighten up my day
Relying on cupidity
of simple fools happy to pay
for doubtful goods of little worth
To me a source of endless mirth.
I know it may seem odd to you
But I enjoy it really do’
8-Feb-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Pardon Me
I tried my best
I gave my all
Sometimes my best wasn't good enough
For you
Sometimes I let you go
Sometimes I hurt you so
I know that I can be the meanest person in the world
[Chorus:]
So I apologize to you
And to anyone else that I hurt too
I may not be the perfect soul
But I can't learn self control
So pardon me! pardon me! pardon me my friend!
I never thought
That anyone
Was more important than the plans
I made
But now I feel the shame
There's no one else to blame
For all the broken hearts scattered on the field of war
[Chorus:]
So I apologize to you
And to anyone else that I hurt too
I may not be the perfect soul
But I can't learn self control
So pardon me! pardon me! pardon me my friend!
[guitar solo]
Sometimes I let you go
Sometimes I hurt you sooo!
I know that I can be the meanest person in the world..
[Chorus:]
So I apologize to you,
And to anyone else that I hurt too,
I may not be a perfect soul
But I can't learn self control
And in my heart I feel its true
So I'll be there with you!!!
So pardon me
Pardon me
Pardon me my friend
Pardon meeeee
My friendddd
Pardon meee
My frienddd...
song performed by by Weezer
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Free will and Fear
Cupidity is a door before most...
Avarice is that host...
But greed is the ghost...
Ever wonder why you wanted...
Every good looking male or female?
For you ladies...
Having more then one sex partner...
Was considered taboo...
But for young men...
It was like being a boxer...
Win, win, win....
You the rooster...
She the the hen...
Women you have free-will...
And when you use it right or wrong...
you feel less then strong...
Guys when you use your free-will...
You rob, steal and kill...
for the thrill...
later becoming ill...
God gave us all the choice...
To use free-will...
But what good is free-will...
When it cause you to kill...
Have more then one sex partner...
Rape or mutilate another human...
Now take greed a known factor...
In choice of free-will...
Pride another factor...
The Jones another factor...
War, is there a choice in...
Free-will for the trooper...
Fear, not free-will...
A rape victim giving into the rapist...
Survival or free-will...
(The Feeling) ...
What is it about...
The feeling that makes free-will...
Different from what...
It's thought to BE...
Whisperkwane
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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The pardon
You must pardon, to honour your kingdom.
You must get pardon, to dropp your burden.
No life has been past without such a need
To pardon as well as to get pardoned.
25.07.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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John T
I think a great deal too much fuss
Has been aroused 'mid all of us
About this crude economist John T.
And fellows of his kidney now,
'Mid people up in Sydney now,
Are slipping in that city of the free.
He wooed them with high promises
And, 'spite the doubting Thomases,
Cupidity had urged them on to trust
Political cupidity,
Which, plus a strange stupidity,
Had lured them to a scheme of 'boom and bust.'
John T. has perspicacity;
He has a vast capacity
For measuring his moron passing well.
Tho' men of seniority,
When they're in a majority
They'll send him into office for a spell.
But even morons think a while
When trembling on the brink a while
Of chaos, and they've lately come to see,
Subtracting his aggressiveness
And picturesque expressiveness.
There's noting much remaining of John T.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Greed is Good
“Greed is good! ” they say
Some say “Greed is great! ”
Will they say that when the masses
Are bashing down their gate?
Will they still pray to their god ‘Greed’
When they find that it’s too late?
All the starving children
They don’t think greed is good
They would rather have each day
A sufficiency of food
All the freezing homeless
How great is greed to those?
A bit of tin to shelter in
Would please them (I suppose)
What good is greed to anyone
When it is served with hate?
I’d rather have a shred of humanity
Sitting on my plate
poem by Neil Milliner
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Men, Men, Men
A one, two, three.
J.o.h.n.n.y.,
Gods little gift, cream and pie.
Men, men, men, umm, uum,
Men, men, men, umm, uum,
Men, men, milk and honey,
Gods little gift for woman.
I want you clever but not too clever,
I want you bad but not too bad.
I want you strong but not too strong,
I want you to try your rightful position.
Oh, too, too much, I mean, its so good.
Men, men, snails and puppies,
Your muscles are not for fighting in war.
Your lips are not for voicing opinions,
Your eyes are there for us to look into.
I want you to take your rightful position.
Oh, too, too much, I mean, its so good.
Men, men, grapes and nuts,
Your pants are never tight enough,
Your boots are never long enough.
Your skin is never young enough,
I want you to hold your rightful position.
Pardon me, honeycum, your hair pieces slipping.
Men, men, apples and figs,
I like you to be faithful but not very fussy,
I like you to be behind me but not just beside me.
I like you to shut up but know when to say yes,
I want you to learn your frightful position.
Pardon me, starstud, your cod pieces showing.
Now you know what you have to do-oh,
Now you know whats expected of you-hoo-hoo-hoo.
So come, come, come, come,
Come up and hum hum,
Come up and hum hum,
Come up and see me sometime,
Come up and see me sometime.
-ladies and gents, Id like to introduce you to my lower half, without whom I wont be breathing so heavily.
Honey juice, you can come out of the box now...
-yes, dear.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Men, Men, Men
A one, two, three.
J.o.h.n.n.y.,
Gods little gift, cream and pie.
Men, men, men, umm, uum,
Men, men, men, umm, uum,
Men, men, milk and honey,
Gods little gift for woman.
I want you clever but not too clever,
I want you bad but not too bad.
I want you strong but not too strong,
I want you to try your rightful position.
Oh, too, too much, I mean, its so good.
Men, men, snails and puppies,
Your muscles are not for fighting in war.
Your lips are not for voicing opinions,
Your eyes are there for us to look into.
I want you to take your rightful position.
Oh, too, too much, I mean, its so good.
Men, men, grapes and nuts,
Your pants are never tight enough,
Your boots are never long enough.
Your skin is never young enough,
I want you to hold your rightful position.
Pardon me, honeycum, your hair pieces slipping.
Men, men, apples and figs,
I like you to be faithful but not very fussy,
I like you to be behind me but not just beside me.
I like you to shut up but know when to say yes,
I want you to learn your frightful position.
Pardon me, starstud, your cod pieces showing.
Now you know what you have to do-oh,
Now you know whats expected of you-hoo-hoo-hoo.
So come, come, come, come,
Come up and hum hum,
Come up and hum hum,
Come up and see me sometime,
Come up and see me sometime.
-ladies and gents, Id like to introduce you to my lower half, without whom I wont be breathing so heavily.
Honey juice, you can come out of the box now...
-yes, dear.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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In The Lap Of The Gods
Ah ah ah ah ah
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Ah ah ah
I live my life for you
Think all my thoughts with you and only you
Anything you ask I do for you
I touch your lips with mine
But in the end I leave it to the lords
Leave it in the lap of the gods
What more can I do?
Leave it in the lap of the gods
I leave it to you
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Leave it in the lap of the gods
I want you to
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Lap of the gods
song performed by by Queen from Sheer Heart Attack
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I listen to people talking about this universal breakdown we are in and I marvel at their stupid cowardice. It is so obvious that they deliberately cheat themselves because their fear of change won't let them face the truth. They don't want to understand what has happened to them. All they want is to start the merry-go-round of blind greed all over again. They no longer know what they want this country to be, what they want it to become, where they want it to go. It has lost all meaning for them except as pig-wallow. And so their lives as citizens have no beginnings, no ends. They have lost the ideal of the Land of the Free. Freedom demands initiative, courage, the need to decide what life must mean to oneself. To them, that is terror. They explain away their spiritual cowardice by whining that the time for individualism is past, when it is their courage to possess their own souls which is dead — and stinking! No, they don't want to be free. Slavery means security — of a kind, the only kind they have courage for. It means they need not to think. They have only to obey orders from owners who are, in turn, their slaves!
quote by Eugene O'Neill
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The Global Village
The Global Village Has been Pillaged by the seeds of greed planted deep beneath the religious belief in Gods name this thief feeds the need to be believed as it deceives the sheep that follow the leader that blinds and binds
behind the seen and we believe what we see on screen yet muffles the screams of our brothers and sisters that don't believe what we believe I can't believe it any more this monster we have created is the whore that take our trashed for pleasure and we always want more and more with out faith and filled with fear you can't even hear your own voice say things you don't believe due to fear of what I don't know and I don't care to know this greed that pillaged our Global village and causes war for my only creed is to plant the seeds of love to feed my brothers and sisters needs
poem by Paul Cutting
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I Never Promised You A Rose Garden
I beg your pardon
I never promised you a rose garden
Along with the sunshine, theres gotta be a little rain sometimes
I could promise you things,
Like big diamond rings
But if thats what it takes to hold you
Id as soon as let you go
But theres one thing I want you to know
Oh, smile for a while and lets be jolly
Love shouldnt be so melancholy
Come along, enjoy the good times while we can
I beg your pardon
I never promised you a rose garden
Along with the sunshine, theres gotta be a little rain sometimes
I said, oh oh oh oh, I beg your pardon
I never promised you a rose garden
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Greed
Where there is a need
There is always greed
A rotten exploiting deed
That manifests with speed
When there are mouths to feed
Read between the lines and take heed!
Lurking around is an Inspiring greed
Ready to take advantage and proceed
Even when there is no need to succeed
By now it is agreed, there is always greed
Our desire for more always exceeds our needs
Hence wealth, power and greed have always been married
We always want more
Sometimes I don't know what for
I read to understand what generation of breed
Has given birth to this senseless weed
Because life is a circle of endless greed
I urgently need to know, I plead
Who planted this seed of greed to deliberately mislead?
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Suicide sometimes proceeds from cowardice, but not always; for cowardice sometimes prevents it; since as many live because they are afraid to die, as die because they are afraid to live.
quote by Charles Caleb Colton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Adventurer of God
They are solid steel, the rocks are built by gods,
Mountains and volcanoes are one, by gods.
Yet we see the lava flow and the abolishment,
To address them is to arrive at and abandon, by gods.
Any geographical feature on the map carries fascination,
One is adventured, one is fine with distortion, by gods.
The map is a remedy for the plain and ill, the happier,
Yellow streams and wooden forests are a distinction, by gods.
Let us laugh and be merry on this whole globe,
Let godliness reign supreme with this incantation, by gods.
The gods are lovable towards their kingdom,
The wishes of the valley are mine in slow-motion, by the gods.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Curiosity was a form of lust, a wandering cupidity of the eye and the mind.
John Crowley in Of Marvels And Monsters
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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