Repentance
She pawned her jewelry
and gave me the education.
Where is she now?
The lamp blow out
and from the lightning I studied.
But I failed the Exams.
Still sitting in the life-school.
If the world is a square
then I could have hide in a corner
but the world is a globular?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Repartee of a Renegade?
Skinny Mom walked towards the gravel road
Where the Pawnshop stands,
Pawned the talisman and her few 22 carat gold jewelry!
She bought for me the valuable second hand books
from the senile professor's house.
Chemistry, Biology, Physics and Trigonometry.
Zoology, Psychology but not Sexology?
O my poor Mom gone with the wind?
The oil lamp's short wick half asleep
Not enough paraffin it seemed?
Moonless nights in the rainy days
Lightening helped me to read well the old books.
But my sad letters soaked with tears for the test papers
Heartless Examiner purposely rejected and I was failed.
Studies were stopped in the drought!
But still I learn in the life-school
The circles, triangles, full stops, commas
Semicolons, question marks & proper nouns.
How beautiful if the World's a Square[In geometry, a square is a regular quadrilateral. This means that it has four equal sides and four equal angles (90-degree angles, or right angles) .]
Then I could have hide in a dark corner and cry!
But it's global & rotates with educated politicians
Throws me here & there like in a Gymnasium?
[My dear poor Mom! ,
I requested from a Medical faculty in a University here that we're (beloved & myself) voluntarily willing to give our useless bodies one day when the breathing stopped that would give much benefits for others when they do a research of our mysterious souls! Not yet responded from that end?
Mom! Casket is very beautiful but expensive than the life here?
Everybody comes to the parlor and give their respects at last, that's all! ]
nimal dunuhinga
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Stay In School
Stay in school, don't be a fool
A dropout gets left out
A dropout gets pushed out
Show me your name, what does it mean
Show me your ring, you're in the scene
Without an education there is no beginning
With education you are winning
Stay in school, student maintain your cool
It's so hard to get a job now days
Without education just be on your way
Show me your car, what does it prove?
Show me youe diploma, you're in the groove
You don't have to be smart to finish school
But you are a square if you are not there
Dropout, you can start back
Students that are in school
You are on the right track
You can stand around the corner
Watching the school bus go by
You know deep down inside you want to cry
It is good to stop drinking
It is good to stop smoking
When you are thinking about stopping your education
My friend you better start thinking
poem by Leon Thomas Lee
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More Exams Please
I am super crazy about the school exams
For I think they don’t let my grey cells jam
And what makes me sad is that they are few and far
The new board rule of a few exams is so bizarre
Everything we do should be evaluated and tested
If fact there should be a test on sleeping too
So that I enjoy the task and don’t feel depreciated
What fun tests are, all the weekly, monthly, bi yearly, yearly and of course the surprise tests!
My life is full of tests in the school, in the tuition cases, and the tests in judo and guitar classes just adds to the fests.
What more can a child ask for but, evaluated every second of their life for everything they do
Hey how about exam on breathing, eating and even smiling
Can’t wait can you?
And since we are on the topic of education can someone increase the load of homework too?
poem by Soma Mukherjee
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The School Of Life
The place were much was learned; The School Of Life.
A far different place than papers, books, and homework.
The School of Life, is a never ending, when it comes to lessons.
In The School Of Life, I have learned, that not
all, is ever learned, or comprehended.
The School Of Life, often teaches one, some bitter and
disappointing lessons.
This school, reveals much in the way of surprises. Many
that of a happy nature and some, devastating.
Somehow, The School Of Life, teaches one, to keep going.
To try...try and try again. We learn that much is gained
through tenacity. We learn it matters not how many times
one is knocked down, for it is how many times we get
up, that is the test in this school.
We learn of mans inhumanity to man. We learn that in
helping our fellow human beings, there is much reward.
We learn, that The School Of Life, has no graduating day.
We learn, that we remain, an ongoing student of education.
The School Of Life, does have its rewards; a diploma of
knowledge, understanding and wisdom.
The School Of Life, better than any college in the world.
The School of Life, where knowledge is ones ticket to
anyplace in the world.
Learn ye well, for in The School Of Life, one does not
have the opportunity to repeat a grade.
Higher Education...
The place were much was learned; The School Of Life.
A far different place than papers, books, and homework.
The School of Life, is a never ending, when it comes to lessons.
In The School Of Life, I have learned, that not
all, is ever learned, or comprehended.
The School Of Life, often teaches one, some bitter and
disappointing lessons.
This school, reveals much in the way of surprises. Many
that of a happy nature and some, devastating.
Somehow, The School Of Life, teaches one, to keep going.
To try...try and try again. We learn that much is gained
through tenacity. We learn it matters not how many times
one is knocked down, for it is how many times we get
up, that is the test in this school.
We learn of mans inhumanity to man. We learn that in
helping our fellow human beings, there is much reward.
We learn, that The School Of Life, has no graduating day.
We learn, that we remain, an ongoing student of education.
The School Of Life, does have its rewards; a diploma of
knowledge, understanding and wisdom.
The School Of Life, better than any college in the world.
The School of Life, where knowledge is ones ticket to
anyplace in the world.
Learn ye well, for in The School Of Life, one does not
have the opportunity to repeat a grade.
The School Of Life...
The place were much was learned; The School Of Life.
A far different place than papers, books, and homework.
The School of Life, is a never ending, when it comes to lessons.
In The School Of Life, I have learned, that not
all, is ever learned, or comprehended.
The School Of Life, often teaches one, some bitter and
disappointing lessons.
This school, reveals much in the way of surprises. Many
that of a happy nature and some, devastating.
Somehow, The School Of Life, teaches one, to keep going.
To try...try and try again. We learn that much is gained
through tenacity. We learn it matters not how many times
one is knocked down, for it is how many times we get
up, that is the test in this school.
We learn of mans inhumanity to man. We learn that in
helping our fellow human beings, there is much reward.
We learn, that The School Of Life, has no graduating day.
We learn, that we remain, an ongoing student of education.
The School Of Life, does have its rewards; a diploma of
knowledge, understanding and wisdom.
The School Of Life, better than any college in the world.
The School of Life, where knowledge is ones ticket to
anyplace in the world.
Learn ye well, for in The School Of Life, one does not
have the opportunity to repeat a grade.
People from a world corner
The worst poverty in the world
The worst discrimination in the world
While people thinking about Global Warming
Corner people thinking how to survive
Corner people struggling one day by one day
While people living in the rocket age
Corner people walking miles to miles for one day survive
Corner people surprising whenever a plane is flying
While people thinking about living on other planets
Corner people crying to get a four feet square area
Corner people watering their blood for a four feet squares area
While people thinking about homosexual marriage
Corner people giving their lives for saving their children
Corner people growing never ever seeing their parents
While people thinking about which food is the best in the world
Corner people running thousand miles to get a few rice
Corner people dying lack of food and water
While people thinking about legalization of prostitution
Corner people not knowing what is the law
Corner people never seeing decided by a just justice
Corner people are not people!
Corner people are not from this world!
I would wonder............
poem by Zaw Myat Htoo
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A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
a death blow is a life blow to many
whose world is a caged dream
a bird crying to do what other birds do
eating, mating, flying to the ends of the world
a death blow is a life blow to many
who live in other people's world
sharing its glory, except its happiness
a death blow is a life blow to
others in the same mould
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Will Freedom Be Free?
Freedom is a an African youth
Enrolled in the school
Of hard knocks.
He doesn’t know about the university
But knows the rules of the universe.
All he knows about democracy
What Clara has said to him.
And again he has seen the people vote
And has observed Presidents take oath.
Freedom was all hopeful one day
When Clara told
Him to hold
On, because most of the African Leaders
Have studied the universe
In the best universities.
Yes we can hold on as the world
Becomes a better place
He said with high hopes
Of an ignorant youth.
Freedom heard about Harvard, Stanford
Leeds and so on for the first time
And nodded his head with a big smile.
Freedom was so disappointed
One day
When a debate on TV
Proved that the leaders
Are taking Orders
From the out side.
It sounded like a fiction to him
Freedom went wild on the streets
Asking about his chances in life
As an African youth twenty
One and growing.
Mr. President.
Where were you When your
Comrades Overseas were
Achieving for their people?
Oxford, Harvard or Leeds?
I hear they are the best in the world
Why can't you save the people from
The hustles?
Why can’t you ease the frustration
And desperations of the youth?
Freedom pulled up his big baggies,
And stood looking at sign post
That read ‘Poverty Reduction, ’
He perched by a kiosk and continued
“You pronounce honors and value,
In your speech, you sounded deep
But talk is cheap.
You insisted on intelligence.
But our institution can't produce a thing,
What a sad system?
Freedom turned around angry with himself
Is it truly
Controlled from the outside?
Is it that bad that even the food seller
Can't afford three square meals?
This doesn’t sound real to me?
Would you please answer me
Mr. President?
Freedom’s Rage
Was big for his age.
Freedom continued.
We can’t figure what you learnt
In school. Or is it just a brain wash camp?
I am not sure about your,
Honors, cheated in exams huh?
Freedom sounded so rude that
I assumed
he might have been jailed
Before.
He certainly felt very failed
And disappointment was
All over his face.
Would you jail, bail or hail
Freedom if you were the
President?
Would you cool him
And help enroll him
In school or leave
Him to rot in jail
Without bail?
Freedom has lost his cool
He has been out of school
For some time now, he roams
The street to find a home
In prison with or without reason
Will Freedom ever be free?
(Despair of a Displaced Person series)
poem by Aziz Baako
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Square Peg, Round Hole
He's a square peg in a round hole
Misfit in a slick world
Don't play the game
Don't do what he's told
He's a square peg in a round hole
Square peg don't care
The bright lights he's not there
Catch the shadows see him slip away
Square peg that's what they say
Square peg, Suare peg
Square peg, you have got to be strong
Square peg, he's got his own song
Square peg, I'll see you around
Square peg, face down
Square peg, round hole
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Waiting For The Next Explosion
By: jimmy buffett
Missing link crouched upon a promontory rock
Trying to figure out his biological clock
No one around to announce his arrival
So hes got to get to work on his sense of survival
Oh, oh its a dangerous world
Oh but in china they got smart real fast
Thats where they invented the manmade blast
They lost a few fingers and some bamboo shacks
But they gave birth to a tribe of pyromaniancs
Oh, oh its a dangerous world (dangerous world dangerous world)
Fire in the sky, lava in the ocean
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
Back in the 50s they thought it made good sense
To teach all the school children bout civil defense
Dont be scared (dont be scared)
Do not cry (please dont cry)
Just dive under your desk and kiss your ass goodbye
Oh, oh such a dangerous world (dangerous world dangerous world)
It was a hell of a hustle
Paranoia promotion
Everybody duck and cover just waitin for the next explosion
Wherere you gonna be when it hits the fan
Got a plan
Whatcha gonna do if it lands on you
Wheres your point of view
Down at the beach club theres a sales convention
Night sky is the focus of that crowds attention
Its no cosmic collision just a fireworks show
But they feel it in their hearts when those concussion bombs blow
Oh, oh such a dangerous world (dangerous world dangerous world)
Gunpowders louder than newtons law of motion
Everybodys waiting for the next explosion
Fire on the sky falling in the ocean
Sitting around waiting for the next explosion
(sitting around waiting for the next explosion)
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Education
How hard it is,
To learn and write,
To prepare and fight,
The evil exams!
The book so thick
Studying it makes us feel sick,
Everything comes to an end
But, why not education?
They say learning is like a sinking star
But to us, studying
Is always like a war..
Now, here we are hating and cursing
But still not losing
Cause of our value education…
It is double valuable
If we give it as Dedication,
Think of many who has not seen books
Who has always been in hooks
Of illiteracy,
But here we are able but still
In aliteracy,
Learn and help to learn,
Give a child the gift of education
And let it be your recreation…
Let the light of knowledge glow all way,
And let’s join hands
In making illiteracy blow away…
'Learn and let learn'
poem by Shalini Kts
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So You Boil Down To Money
how long did it take you
to boil down
all about
you
things and people to money?
was it long enough
to find yourself
sitting on a bench
and then
think
of green bucks
and tell yourself
this is the real world
why did they not
tell me
in school
why was not
it studied
as a curriculum
in the university?
why did we study
religion
or ethics
or philosophy
when
when when everything is said and done
it is
after all the money that matters most of all
the more i have
that more i want to have
all these money
money talks
and so here you are listening,
got some you say, and it will take a lot of sentimentalism
to part
with some bucks, and mind you, just like them
all of them in this world
no one gives money
without something in exchange
you see,
that is the truth that you have discovered
and you are sticking to it
boil all your sentiments
and values and
let things simmer down
money, money
the flower of all evils,
now smell it
and think for a while
what life
will it give you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sitting by the sea
Sitting by the sea...
Thinking about the day's catch
And the money that it brought
The school fees that it would pay
Education for his children
He wanted them to do better
Much better than him in life
He dreamt of a little home
Which he could call his own
More work to be done, he thought
Until all these could be a reality
Everything after a moment's rest
Sitting by the sea!
poem by Gajanan Balasubramaniam
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Right to education
Right to education
Free and compulsory
Education to all
Free and compulsory
Education through mother tongue
Right to education
Education to maintain
Peace and harmony
Education to keep
The world order
And discipline
Right to education
Education to earn
For livelihood
Education to provide
Food clothing and shelter
Without depending others
Right to education
Free and compulsory
To educate all
That we all are
Brothers and sisters
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Sitting On Top Of The World
Well its been a long day but I dont like to moan
Its the middle of summer and Im chilled to the bone
Theres holes in my shoes where the rain comes in
Im sitting on top of the world
Walking in the shadows of empty office blocks
I was talking to a stranger and hes on the rocks
Down on the pavement living in a box
Im sitting on top of the world
Oh no cant anybody see
Its been a bad day and I want a little peace
Oh no wont you please help me
I want to lie down but theres no beds free
Down on the corner theres starry eyed preachers
Rattling cans and pimping jesus
Theres madmen on boxes makig speeches
Im sitting on top of the world
You cant sit in the sunshine or go out after dark
Theres dogs on the loose acting like sharks
Theres psychos on the streets burning winos in the park
Im sitting on top of the world
Oh no I wish I was gone
I want to get going before too long
Oh no I want to leave town
But I cant drive my car cause they put it in the pound
The masters of industry are killing for oil
Theres poison in the air the water and the soil
Were all turning mutant theyre counting up their spoils
Im sitting on top of the world
I turn on the tv and it makes me want to cry
Theres killing and theres torture theres destruction and theres lies
And our leaders talk rubbish and more people die
Im sitting on top of the world
Oh no I cant take anymore
Im shaking all over and my nerves are all raw
Oh no my heads a little sore
I want to get out but I cant find the door
song performed by by Pogues
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Lightning
we hear the dealers with their words
that ride the tails
of their cigarette smoke
sliding through the tunnels of our ears
those greasy marionettes of
real bone and blood
stand on the corner of washington square
vision stinging
eyes blurring
elevators got your rising so high
17 floors you want so much more
elevators got you rising so high
17 floors you want so much more
there's lightning on the ceiling
coming from the corner of her eye...
somewhere horses flee from thunder
somewhere the bones of a cat
are buried under a garden
well ther's a radio on
broken songs empty digression
won't be ling to you and me are gone from here
lightning on the ceiling
coming from the corner of her eye
song performed by by Dispatch from Who Are We Living For?
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The Sea and Me
Light a lamp inside my home
so I may feel welcome from whence I roam.
For I have been gone for much too long.
I yearn to hear your sad sweet song.
The light of the lamp will say to me
that I have been missed too much by thee.
Such is the life of a man of the sea,
torn between work and his family.
I've missed the smell of food just cooked
and the taste of it and how it looked.
The time I've lost with you by my side
brings me all the tears I must hide.
The sea is my home away from you.
It's what I love. It's what I do.
But when I return from ventures on high
I know where my heart also does lie,
Between the sea and you, whom I love,
beneath the stars and the sky above.
Be patient my wife and pray for me
and keep the lamp lit so I may see
the warmth of the lamp that fills my heart
and keep it lit when I depart.
For the sea is calling and I must go
out where the waves and the wind doth blow.
Such is the life of this family of mine
as I sail the sea and they do pine.
God, grant them peace. Let the lamp stay lit.
For this life I love I cannot quit.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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My Worlds
In the world of school,
I am quiet,
Calm, cool,
On the watch of everything and
Everyone,
In the world at home,
I am myself,
The soul within me,
I am at peace,
For at home I can be,
Me,
At school I must be,
Who they want to form me,
Like the shadow of shame,
For I am not how they describe,
I do not hide the pain,
Nor do I fake happiness,
I let what emotion I feel come out,
For at home I am what I want to be,
At school I am what I am.
poem by PenelopeCrews Pitstock
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Poem about Poetry - Poetry is that Girl at the Corner
poetry is that
schoolgirl
junior high
you have
known for
three years
but never talk to
she is always
at the corner
of everywhere
by herself
living out
the world
of her own
harbouring
a dream
beautiful as
rainbow
poetry is
that junior
school girl
at the corner
of your class
you never talk to
but have always
wanted to
poetry is
that girl
by herself
harbouring
a world too
entrancing for
her to extricate
herself from
poetry is
that gentle girl
at a little corner
who has an
apple garden
to be explored
and savoured
but would rather
keep quiet about it
poetry is that boy
who makes the first
move to lift the first
page of her life
to give her life
another dimension
and lets his mind
be showered
with all her graces
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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