The Selfishness Of Kindness
the truth is
i do not think of you
even when we meet and you hug me
i do not think of you
even when you make me live again
or so you think
i do not think of you
when you think you carry me as a burden
and that you are in suffering
i still do not think of you
do not ask me why
it is you who thinks for me
you have carried away everything from me
that goodness is choking me
that kindness is killing me
since i cannot move
alone by myself
since you think of me as helpless
good-for-nothing
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Do Good
I will live my life doing good
For i understand
The reason of doing good
So wither with or without
I will live doing good
The only power over evil
Is to live doing good
I will live my life doing good
For goodness is love
Goodness will take you
Higher and above
Goodness is kindness
Goodness brings happiness
It opposes selfishness
Goodness is Godliness
So i will live my life doing good
poem by Matt Ancient
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The Good Times Are Killing Me
The good times are killing me.
Here we go!
Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on.
Shrug off shortsighted false excitement and oh what can I say?
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.
The good times are killing me.
Kick butt buzz-cut dickheads
who didn't like what I said.
The good times are killing me.
Jaws clenched tight we talked all night,
oh but what the hell did we say?
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
Fed up with all that LSD.
Need more sleep than coke or methamphetamines.
Late nights with warm, warm whiskey.
I guess the good times they were all just killing me.
Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on.
The good times are killing me.
Enough hair of the dog to make myself an entire rug.
The good times are killing me.
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.
The good times are killing me.
Shit-kicker city slickers who all wanted me dead.
The good times are killing me.
Get sucked in and stuck in late nights
with more folks that I don't know.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
song performed by by Modest Mouse
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Good Times Are Killing Me
MODEST MOUSE - The Good Times Are Killing Me
Album: Good News For People Who Love Bad News (2004)
The good times are killing me.
Here we go!
Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on.
Shrug off shortsighted false excitement and oh what can I say?
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.
The good times are killing me.
Kick butt buzz-cut dickheads
who didn't like what I said.
The good times are killing me.
Jaws clenched tight we talked all night,
oh but what the hell did we say?
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
Fed up with all that LSD.
Need more sleep than coke or methamphetamines.
Late nights with warm, warm whiskey.
I guess the good times they were all just killing me.
Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on.
The good times are killing me.
Enough hair of the dog to make myself an entire rug.
The good times are killing me.
Have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent.
The good times are killing me.
Shit-kicker city slickers who all wanted me dead.
The good times are killing me.
Get sucked in and stuck in late nights
with more folks that I don't know.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
The good times are killing me.
song performed by by Modest Mouse
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Carry You
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child, my child
If I can walk on water
And calm a restless sea
I've done a thousand things you've never done
And I'm weary watchin'
While you struggle on your own
Call my name, I'll come
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child, my child
I give vision to the blind
And I can raise the dead
I've seen the darker side of Hell
And I returned
And I see these sleepless nights
And I count every tear you cry
I know some lessons hurt to learn
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child, my child
I will carry you, my child
I see these sleepless nights
And I count every tear you cry
And call my name, I'll come runnin'
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child, my child
I will carry you, my child, my child
I will carry you
Hey-Yeah-Hey-Yeah Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Hey-Yeah-Hey-Yeah Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Hey-Yeah-Hey-Yeah Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Hey-Yeah-Hey-Yeah Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Burden To Carry
Every man has a burden to carry
And some seem to carry it very well
While others complain, about the burden and strain
And as their fall from grace to all they must tell.
They will blame all others for the life they live
And then brag and lie for pity and shame
They will tell themselves to halt, that it was never their fault
So they figure their loss will also be their gain.
Every man has a burden to carry
And some need to carry that burden alone
As they don't seek help, from no one but themselves
And only GOD will feel their pain or hear them moan.
The burden they have is their right of passage
As they walk through life to become a man
Every step that they take, another worry they will forsake
And truly that a vigilante only he should understand.
Every man has a burden to carry
And so many carry it with a vigor and pride
As they head down the road, with their own life's load
While keeping a happiness and love and joy deep inside.
They live the life that was presented to them
And never once do they complain or quit
They take life in it's stride, they throw their chest forward in pride
And what they lost or will loose, they will never miss.
Every man has a burden to carry
And to see it just look upon a mans face
He will either be wearing a smile, like holding a child
Or else you'll see pain and sorrow and even disgrace.
Just walk in his footsteps at least one time
Take his journey as he run's or walks or even tarries
Then you will feel the weight, that man can't escape
As every man has a burden, that he must carry.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Kindness Is Goodness
KINDNESS IS GOODNESS
Kindness is Goodness
We want the Universe
To be Kind to us.
Indifference is not a Good, either.
We pray God will be kind
We need God’s kindness
We need God’s Love
Without God’s love
What are we?
What can we be?
We need God’s Love
God’s Kindness.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Killing Yourself To Live
Well people look and people stare
Well I dont think that I even care
You work your life away and what do they give?
Youre only killing yourself to live
Killing yourself to live
Killing yourself to live
Just take a look around you what do you see
Pain, suffering, and misery
Its not the way that the world was meant
Its a pity you dont understand
Killing yourself to live
Killing yourself to live
Im telling you
Believe in me
Nobody else will tell you
Open your eyes
And see the lies, oh yeah
You think Im crazy and baby
I know that its true
Before that you know it I think
That youll go crazy too
I dont know if Im up or down
Whether black is white or blue is brown
The colors of my life are all different somehow
Little boy blues a big girl now
So you think its me whos strange
But youve never had to make the change
Never give your trust away
Youll end up paying till your dying day
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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The Death Of Good
TO THEM THAT DO GOOD,
GOODNESS IS SUPPOSED TO BE THY PORTION,
TO THEM THAT DO GOOD,
THOU ART SUPPOSED TO SEE GOOD,
TO THEM THAT DO GOOD, THY REWARD OUGHT TO BE GOOD,
BUT LO AND BEHOLD, THE REWARD OF DOING GOOD IS EVIL,
THE GAINS OF GOODNESS ALTOGETHER IS BECOME EVIL,
THE DIVIDENDS OF GOODNESS HAST BECOME BADNESS,
YEA! LO I BE PAID WITH EVILLNESS FOR MY GOODNESS,
YEA, LO I BE PAID WITH WICKEDNESS FOR MY KINDNESS,
LET ME BE PUT TO ETERNAL SLEEP,
THEN WILL MY EYES NOT BEHOLD THE TRIUMPH OF THE WICKED,
THEN WILL GOODNESS OVERCOME EVILNESS,
YEA, LEST I BE REWARDED WITH EVILS FOR MY GOODS.
LET ALL THAT LOVES TO DO GOOD CEASE TO EXIST,
YEA, LET US THAT LOVE TO DO GOOD, SLUMBER INFINITELY IN ETERNAL SLEEP.
YEA! THAT THE GOOD REMAIN INFINITELY GOOD,
LET THEM FADE OFF IN INFINITE SLEEP,
AND THE EVIL ONE'S CAN INHERIT THE EARTH WHICH HAS NO MORE GOOD IN IT.
YEA, MY GOODNESS IS THUS ATTESTED TO, FOR GOOD WILL DEPART FROM THE WORLD OF EVIL,
AND EVIL SHALL REIGN IN THE LANDS OF THE EVIL.
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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Be Good
Be a good person
Goodness has no tribe
Goodness has no village
Goodness has no other name
Goodness thrives on any land
In the desert
Goodness is oasis
In the wilderness
Goodness is a pathway
Goodness is required anywhere
It is food to man
It nourishes the giver
And gives happiness to the receiver
Goodness is pleasant
So be good
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Purpose.
We need purpose, but what do we attract?
Parents take care of their children or vice versa, they react,
Man work in their jobs, many woman do the housework,
Unless ambition hits them both to became a jerk.
Some do too much; end up with a stroke,
Some become lazy bums and become a joke.
Some become a control freak to make others serve,
Certainly in no time they become invalid, what they deserve.
Mankind was created for moving forward,
Move their bodies; sharpen their brains for their own reward.
What we sow we definitely will reap in time
Look back what we did and analyze the grime.
Good or bad, all came out of our doing,
Consciously watch out where you are going.
Regretting your bad move might give you a cancer,
Learn from your mistakes, trust in goodness, be an achiever.
Until we are here on Earth we will never be perfect,
We can just do one thing; listen to the heart where it direct.
With faith in goodness and know that everything works for good,
Have strength, fairness, kindness and enthusiasm,
So, you would never be misunderstood.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Epitaph On John Adams, Of Southwell - A Carrier, Who Died Of Drunkenness
JOHN ADAMS lies here, of the parish of Southwell,
A Carrier who carried his can to his mouth well:
He carried so much, and he carried so fast,
He could carry no more‑so was carried at last;
For, the liquor he drank, being too much for one,
He could not carry off,--so he's now carri-on.
Killing Yourself
Move up from the table
Stick her arm let her go
Dropped dime on me last time
By morning his blood turned bold
Runnin from the law since monday
cause suzy went down on time
Got enough to last till sunday
So Im burning on down that line
Killing yourself
Killing yourself
Killing yourself
K-k-k-killing yourself
Move up from the table
Fat man going down
Some run from the big gun
Some just run from the sound
Runnin from the law since monday
cause suzy went down on time
Got enough to last till sunday
So Im burning on down that line
Suzy was a bad child
Always on the wrong side
Ah, she was no good
She was bad, bad, bad with the bad cats
Always punching the needle in her arm
Ah, but when shes good, shes so damn good
Killing yourself
Killing yourself
Killing yourself
K-k-k-killing yourself
Youre just killing yourself
song performed by by Alice In Chains
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Kindness
Kindness is an alien word today,
Eventually bound for extinction.
For angry words that people say
All carry tones of sheer vexation.
If words can swallow each man whole
Then we'll devour each other up,
For rage has taken each man's soul
One sentence then would be enough.
Perhaps it's time we change the tune
And lace our human words with grace
This higher form of life may soon
In time end up without a trace.
For there is only one distinction
That separates man from all the rest
Aside from Love's profound emotion,
Of virtues, Kindness is man's best.
--
'But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, perseverance, and long suffering....'
February 2,2010
Philippines
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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See and Understand
I want you to see and understand
The burden on my heart and brain
The burden which weigh more than my body
The burden which weigh more than the mountains
The burden that no one else can feel, except me
The burden which vague everything, even me
But
Everything is invisible and hidden behind so many curtains
Whenever I try, something stops me to be open in front of this world
May be this world don't care and don't want to see, what's inside
Thoughts and tears are my biggest treasure
The treasure no one can steal
Because no one wants to be under that burden
I want you to see and understand my silence as well
Because this silence wants to reveal a lot of things
This silence wants to be heard and fell
It is killing me, it's want to be free and this silence wants to fly in the sky
This silence which is getting rebellious now
This silence don't want to be controlled
It's making me helpless and weak
It wants to be broken now, like a mirror
And every shattered piece of that mirror will be unique
Understand my silence
poem by Talat Jehan
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D4
we all have some
kind of prison
made of some kind
bars
each bar is not
an infidel to its duty
to make us think
that inside this prison
something good still
happens
kind hands can be
choking too
when what we want to
do is barred
because justice demands
that kindness
must beget kindness
out there
the real game is waiting
we hold the ball
but we cannot go
and play
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Sadness Of Other People
when i see the sadness of other people
those that walk without aims and look beyond what they have
at the hold of their hands
something inside me says
all is fair in this world
to each his own now
each man carrying his own burden
his cross
and as i too carry mine, shall they too carry theirs
without asking when will this myth of suffering end?
when will this sadness last?
this misery that looks for company
their load that lightens mine
the feeling that
theirs is heavier somehow tell about the comfort
of this situation
everyday to each his own and in order to have hope
one says
mine is lighter and
i always have the reason
to move on with my life and just be silent
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Helpless
Helpless, helpless, helpless, helpless
I thought about it but I couldnt think of what to say
But I thought about it anyway.......yeah
I tried to tell you what you mean to me
But it didnt come so easily..........no
I never reckoned
For more than a second
Just how it would be on my own
Id be helpless, without you
Id be helpless, without you
The dawn that calls beyond the night
Tells its old story.
The shadows fade into the light
In all its glory.
Helpless
Helpless baby Im a helpless
Helpless baby
Im a helpless
If I could put a good shine on the past
Do you think that we could make it last - oh yeah
Seems to mind the time goes fast
I wonder if the vote is cast
Now that you mention it,
Got my attention
I quite clearly blew me away
Id be helpless, without you
Id be helpless, without you
The dawn that calls beyond the night
Tells its old story.
The shadows fade into the light
In all its glory.
Helpless
Helpless baby Im a helpless
Helpless baby
Im a helpless, without you
Id be helpless, without you
Helpless, helpless, helpless, helpless
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Carried Away
(barry gibb/albhy galuten)
There you are
Shiny as a morning star
Its a figure of speech
But youre still out of reach
You never told me loving you could be so wrong and right
And its gonna be a lonely night
I turn to you
You turn away
Youre looking at someone else
And here am i
Loving you more and more
Weve got an open door, my love
Oh let it be just a state of mind
And suddenly you appear
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
Cest la vie
So you wanna play another part
Can you say goodbye
Can you live a lie
Shell never give you what I gave you was my breaking heart
Better than I ever knew
And if you can live without my love
Youre really gonna be alone
And here am i
Walking against the crowd
Calling your name out loud, my love
Oh let it be just a state of mind
And suddenly you appear
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
Carried away
Baby there aint no final word
Ill be yours again
I got a world of tenderness
Yours until the end
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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A Babble...
the goodness that good does
to you, your greed come blocking,
you haven't measured yet
goodness with goodness, you lie
and all the excuses are recited,
and i do not listen, my goodness
does what good can do to you,
i shall ambush, your conscience,
i wait, my goodness can kill you,
then shall you be good forever.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Platonic Reminiscence of a Great Lady
Someone mentioned your name yesterday
and I was silent
You loved goodness, you were goodness,
and I think goodness must have
loved you; and we,
we loved you for your goodness
You loved truth, spoke truth,
and surely the truth
loved you for loving it; and how
we loved to hear you
speaking truth
You loved beauty in
so many ways that beauty
blessed you: in movement,
in actions, in thought, in words and yes
the beauty of goodness and
the beauty of truth shone from you –
how could we not love you
beyond you?
How often in this poem to you
the word love appears
as it did
in you
poem by Michael Shepherd
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