Let's sing together one fragrant song!
When a Man cries in pain
Please do not ignore him
And if you laugh louder
Just watch outside
As someone may laments
in a corner?
We're Kings and Queens
Mothers and Fathers
Brothers and Sisters
Friends and not Enemies.
World is a one Yard!
And please do not make barbed wire fences.
Heart is the Religion of Human beings
And when it's pierced so painful!
Let sing together hand-in-hand
And we must marry each other for good
Ridiculous embargoes and taboos the old kites
Must send to the transparent tattered sky.
There're only two nations in the precarious World
A Man and a Woman?
Humanity is the Religion!
In the human sensitive veins
Vermilion blood river flows?
We purposely make this paradise Earth a living Hell!
Instead of rage bullets
Fix the harmonious strings into your precious metallic guns
And sing together in high pitch.
We're Mothers and Fathers
Brothers and Sisters
Kings and Queens
Friends but not enemies
Fences and quarrels no need
And World is a one Yard!
*A humble dedication to 9/11 victims and their families! Almost ten years passed but still we carry the pain in our bleeding hearts?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Also Love Those Foreign Others
Your world view.
And my world view,
Are two world views...
With many more too!
And their world view.
Is not our world view.
But unlike you...
Regardless of what's in our minds to think.
We ought to get together.
Respect our sisters and our mothers.
Our fathers and our distant brothers.
And also love those foreign others,
To us.
Who are like sisters and our brothers.
To us.
We've got to one day get together.
And not fuss.
To make our lives together better.
Your world view.
And my world view,
Are two world views...
With many more too!
And their world view.
Is not our world view.
But unlike you...
Regardless of what's in our minds to think.
We ought to get together.
Respect our sisters and our mothers.
Our fathers and our distant brothers.
And also love those foreign others,
To us.
Who are like sisters and our brothers,
To us.
We've got to one day get together.
And not fuss.
To make our lives together better.
Loving with a trust.
Respect the sisters and the mothers.
Do it we must.
Our fathers and our distant brothers.
Do it we must.
And also love those foreign others,
To us.
Who are like sisters and our brothers.
We trust.
We've got to one day get together.
We must.
To make our lives together better.
We must.
To make our lives together better.
We must.
To make our lives together better.
We must!
Together.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonata
Our brother soldier who stands at the sentry?
No sleep at all while the whole world dive in their sugary dreams.
He tastes his bitter coffee from time to time.
My dear brother you taste the life venture.
And some day you realize a better world in your daydreams.
The gun turn up a magical guitar with thousand strings and you strum.
This is the song of Unity.
“We are the brothers and sisters in one family.
And it seems that we are kings and queens without crowns.
We become decent fathers and mothers who cultivate the prosperity?
Then we distribute crops to our precious children happily.
The day seems not so far that our children would grumble and queries
What is the meaning of war Papa?
Then you have to answer clearly “It’s the cowardice of some superior lunatics.”
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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We Would All Be Brothers and Sisters
We would all be Brothers and Sisters
In my perfect world there would be no war
People would communicate, and work their problems out diplomatically
All nations would be allies
People would wear smiles
And no one would ever know what a gun was
We would all be brothers and sisters
In my perfect world there would be no racism
People would be judged based on the content of their character
We would all hold hands
We would all be friends
We would all be brothers and sisters
In my perfect world there would be no heart ache
Families would love unconditionally
Lost love would become friendship
Friends would have no troubles, only fun
And no one would ever be lonely
We would all be brothers and sisters
In my perfect world there would be no worry
There would be no wars
There would be no racism
There would be no heart ache
There would only be occasional tears of joy
We would all hold hands together, as brothers and sisters
poem by Marie Souline
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If there's a country without a boasting Government?
Lovely,
As we all are friends!
And no politicians and henchmen?
Elephants, Lions, Tigers and Snakes
Chimpanzees, Insects and Human beings etc.,
All live in the safe jungle as one family?
And vegetarians all eat only grass!
No restrictions, Embargoes, currencies and taboos
Religion is strictly prohibited
So no more cruel Wars?
No barriers, barbed-wire fences and law enforcement?
No unnecessary taxes and prostitution
As all are in nude?
In this strange country
People never dies?
for shakespeares waste bin in gratitude!
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poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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If there's a bourgeoisie country without a boasting Government?
Lovely,
As we all are friends!
And no politicians and henchmen?
Elephants, Lions, Tigers and Snakes
Chimpanzees, Insects and Human beings etc.,
All live in the safe jungle as one family?
And vegetarians all eat only grass!
No restrictions, Embargoes, currencies and taboos
Religion is strictly prohibited
So no more cruel Wars?
No barriers, barbed-wire fences and law enforcement?
No unnecessary taxes and prostitution
As all are in nude?
In this strange country
People never dies?
for shakespeares waste bin & Karl Marx in gratitude!
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poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The mutual understanding of strange lovers!
She's born blind and I explained her
It's a Full Moon and I saw her sad expression.
Then I touched her face and said; ' You have a round face
And a very pleasant looking like a Full Moon! '
I found a tear dropp in her gloomy eye
It's like a dew.
She squeezed my hands and muttered; ' It's pretty warm your heart
And you're my one and only Sun in the dark citadel.'
* I humbly dedicate this poem to the innocent victims of Moscow Air Port blast! Also to the cruel human beings who involved to this tragedy, let them open their eyes and see the World without glasses as true brothers and sisters! It's very ridiculous, why you make long fences in this short life?
This World is a one land and one nation!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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For the People of East Africa
how can we go on not believing,
how can we turn our heads?
when children are starving
and people are dying...
are we alive or are we dead?
our brothers, our sisters,
we can feel your pain from here.
what can we do and
what can we change...
to see the world through your tears?
how can we see and not know
that what's happening to you...
is a part of us, is in
the very heart of us,
we're responsible, we're due!
our brothers, our sisters,
we can feel your pain from here.
what can we do and
what can we change...
to see the world through your tears?
the family of man so far apart,
we've lost the meaning in our souls.
until we join hearts to hands,
and walk side by side...
we'll never touch and never hold.
our brothers, our sisters,
we can feel your pain from here.
what can we do and
what can we change...
to see the world through your tears?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Daughters
I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
But she's just like a maze
Where all of the walls all continually change
And I've done all I can
To stand on her steps with my heart in my hand
Now I'm starting to see
Maybe it's got nothing to do with me
Fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too
Oh, you see that skin?
It's the same she's been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now she's left
Cleaning up the mess he made
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too
Boys, you can break
You'll find out how much they can take
Boys will be strong
And boys soldier on
But boys would be gone without warmth from
A woman's good, good heart
On behalf of every man
Looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of her world
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too
song performed by by John Mayer
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Mothers Always Want Theirs Sons To Be Happy
mothers always want their sons to be happy
and so even if they marry someone
whom their fathers dislike
it is always them who settle for a compromise
and tell fathers to be flexible sometimes
not to hurt the hearts of sons
but sometimes when sons want something else
that only mothers understand
something that fathers cannot really compromise
mothers still compromise
and walk a mile farther
just to make their sons happy
and their sons leave them
to places that only mothers
by their loving hearts
know.
only mothers, yes only mothers,
and no one else.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Wish Is For A Perfect World
The World might well be different if religion and patriotism
died
And if mistrust and greed died with them there would be peace World wide
But with these four still prevalent what hope for harmony
And what hope for love and tolerance for all humanity.
That the clergy bless the troops for war seems hard to understand
To go and throw their lives away for religion and land
That man should kill his fellow man not written in God's will
The fifth commandment clearly state the words 'thou shalt not kill'.
Intolerance, greed and mistrust all of these go side by side
With lust for land and religion and patriotic pride
All these have given rise to wars and yet we've failed to see
The mistakes our fore fathers made nor learnt from history
I am not condemning religion in case you get me wrong
And I have great respect for those who worship God in song
But when religion lead men to war 'tis there the wrong come
in
For wars are caused by ignorance where winners cannot win.
And as for patriotism that has the strangest ring
Of the noble men who died in war the ballad maker sing
They thought it the great sacrifice to give their lives for land
But the most who lived to reap the gain never took gun in hand.
And as for greed and mistrust of those what can one say?
For human self enlightenment I hope to see the day
For all human beings have good in them or so 'twould seem that way
But some can't reach their higher self and somehow go astray
It's up to every individual to live good as they can
To make this world a better world for family of man
To learn more about tolerance and live in harmony
My wish is for a perfect world but that may never be
poem by Francis Duggan
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Violence is Evil
let us come together
with clean hearts
throwing out hatred from our hearts
let us work
with one another
in peacful manner
let us ban all
the evil things
that make us
commit crimes
let us be brothers and sisters
who are kind to each other
the world is better
with peace
and unity
not war and haterd
let us be responsible
around us
let us not make
mothers and fathers
lose their kids to drugs,
violence and war
let us ban all
the evil things
in our communities
to be better with our souls carefully
and to live safely
with each other
no one likes violence
but
let us make our goal
to diminish it
poem by Omar Ahmed
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Preach
cheating,
hating,
arrogance;
harassment, sadden
Insult, racism
murder, being disloyal,
all are hideous as well fatal;
causes conflict b/n people,
not to live in peace,
on our beautiful earth;
so every of you
my brothers, sisters
Fathers and mothers,
preach;
peace, love, faith
equality and justice,
For the sake of human
Not to let our world down.
preach, preach & preach.
poem by Anteneh Mekuria
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Love One Another
Everybody needs a little tenderness
Everybody needs a release
From the cell they lock themselves in
Loves the only peace
Everybody needs
Everybody Cries
Everybody Bleeds
Everybody Dies
Everybody Dreams
Everybody Wakes
Everybody makes mistakes
Love one another
Sisters and brothers
Love one another
Love one another
Father and mother
Love one another
Its easier to walk away when youve
Got a wounded pride
When two people stand together
Thats how they heal inside
Try to understand
Open up your heart
A fist is just a hand
It can come apart
Let go of the past, let go of the fight
Forgiving fills the world with light
Love one another
Sisters and brothers
Love one another
Love one another
Father and mother
Love one another
We were given a world so beautiful
A deep ocean, a blue-blue sky
I know we can make it a better place
If only you and I
Love one another
Sisters and brothers
Love one another
Love one another
Father and mother
Love one another
song performed by by Cher
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Religious Family
Sisters and brothers are one of those precious members
In the family. Their role is infinite.
They shock themselves with delight.
They read signs and play with them.
Their signs are obvious,
Useful to the parents,
Forcing action of the family.
Heaven can arrive around the bend,
When the families die and their hell is dismissed by God.
Mothers shall look forward to heaven, and their husbands
Are found too in heaven, or shall I say Paradise.
“My son is big at religion, ” says the father to his child.
For this prayer to be answered, the boy must be big, an adult.
His life at the moment has laws broken, the lawful one is not him.
For he is criminal in his action, in his life and love.
He spent a time with another person, and did not get married.
He did not like this now, and not seven times a week.
He must pray and be forgiven, would say God.
God loves the boy’s father, however, and thus the boy is forgiven
For he is big at religion.
The father has his prayer answered.
Afterwards, the father cries for his child as he has lost him to the elements.
The story is such that it makes us cry, and cry and cry.
To find the mother, we must find the father and his prayer.
We find she is forced to marry someone else
But the daughter is forced to object, due to her religion.
The daughter is confused and wants to know why this happens.
The mother blames the divorce on her son who adventured and died.
The father’s prayer was answered but his wife went astray,
and his daughter was too big at religion.
The daughter shall grow and grow to be a happy woman.
Both parents died due to cancer.
It means the average family would die in the ways of religion,
And not religion die in the ways of family.
poem by Naveed Akram
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War
War not really sure what Im fighting for
But what I know is I want war no more
We fight and we fight and we fight
Through hell, sleet, day and night
Ive seen mothers, sisters, fathers, and brothers
Ive seen aunts, uncles, cusins and so many others
All sent to this far far away land
Supporting their country with not much pay in hand
They dont do it cause they had to
They do it for all american including you
All the troops really want to know is that you care
Maybe a pat on the back or a thank you here and there
poem by Daniel Chapman
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Tell It All Brother
Tell it all brother, before we fall
Tell it all brothers and sisters
Tell it all.
How much you're holding back on me
When you say you're giving all?
And in the dungeons of your mind
Who you got chained to the wall?
Tell it all brother, before we fall
Tell it all brothers and sisters
Tell it all.
Did you plant your feet on higher ground
To avoid life's mud and stone?
Did you ever kick a good man
When he was down, just to make yourself feel strong?
Tell it all brother, before we fall
Tell it all brothers and sisters
Tell it all.
Tomorrow just might be too late
Now is the time
To get your jumbled mind straight
And seek a new design.
Did you ever walk for a crippled man
Pretending you were lame?
And what made you think one feeble hand to God
Was gonna make him call your name?
Tell it all brother and sisters
Tell, Tell it all
Tell it all brother, before we fall
Tell it all brothers and sisters, tell
Tell it all brother, before we fall
Tell it all...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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A Great Soul Embraces All Knowing No Enemies
A truly noble soul sees no caste or religion
a great soul sees loves fellow human beings
with love dreams hopes needs fear in their eyes
a great soul gives treats all people equally as
true brothers sisters belonging to one family
a great soul embraces all knowing no enemies
with compassion humility as common humanity.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Way to Homage (A Message for the Pakistani Nation)
The fairest land whereupon we move,
Our children pace with out iron-bands,
Free with priceless blessing of liberty,
Contains beneath crust of soft surface,
Pure blood of the reverend ancestors,
Cries of the innocents, sacrificing sisters,
The cold sighs of the bland mothers,
Who beheld spectacles heartrending,
Their sons were stifled, slaughtered,
And perforated the chests of husbands.
They saw welling out the bleeding hearts,
And shawls of daughters torn to rags;
But determined they to make us secure,
Entrusting us the beauteous motherland,
Enriched with plentiful bounteous blessings.
To pay homage for the deeds dignified,
Let us beautify the land more and more,
By planting roses, scattering coloured petals,
Making the paths fragrant and perfumed,
Where upon we find the sacred foot prints,
Of fathers, mothers, brothers and sisters,
Their souls might only rest in peace,
When we live with love and tolerance,
Making the place safe and worth living,
By joining hands with the countrymen,
Irrespective to caste, creed and colour.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Revolver
His spit is worth more than her work
Pass tha purse to the pugilists
Hes a prizefighter
He bought rings and he owns kin
And now hes swingin
And now hes the champion
Hey revolver, dont mothers make
Good fathers ?
Revolver
A spotless domain
Hides festering hopes shes certain thres more
Pictures of fields without fences
Her body numbs as he approaches the door
Hey revolver, dont mothers make
Good fathers ?
Revolver
song performed by by Rage Against The Machine
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We Are We And They Are They
Discrimination for years have stay
We are we and they are they
Close thee my eyes for they are they
In pain or loss they are still but they
5.They die or sick or fear instill
We fold our arms they are they but still
Hunger, disease, sometimes perill
We cross our legs they are they but still
When will the world begin to say
10.The earth is ours we hold the sway
They are brothers in pain and not but ‘they’
They are sisters that die, and not just ‘they’
The change begins with you, so say I will
Then rise to save and not to kill
15.There are brothers to save and so we will
There are sisters that die, to save we will.
poem by Wale Morakinyo
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