Trading In And Trading Out
he agrees about choices
life is a matter of compromises
win some lose some
taking in and then selling out
as simple as
inhaling and exhaling air
everyday every minute every second
nature comes cramping with
a tray of choices like fruits in an array
like rain falling on the roof
like waves rolling and rolling
on the shorelines of our
destiny
take one or take all
it is your decision and that is all that matters
we become responsible
by then
who suffers? you
who jumps with joy? it is still you.
take it. lose it. for one thing
always choose to be happy.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Can Hear You
i am here i can hear you.
but just like them i need not bother.
we are all free
we have our own light
freely given
we are responsible for our own lives
now
you too, no one can be responsible for you.
if you die, die alone.
if you cry, cry alone.
if you smile, and laugh, that is a decision.
if you die, that is a decision.
if you live, that is another decision.
a choice.
an ocean of choices.
an ocean of choices over a continent of options.
take your pick
and be yourself.
me? i choose to live. I choose to be happy.
i choose to be responsible. I don't bother sad people
or happy people.
I scratch my back when it itches.
i set the correct time for my ejaculations.
i sit and relax at my own pace.
i take a walk and breathe. I fill my lungs with so much air.
I float like a cloud. I jump like a grasshopper.
I see like the sun.
I fly like an eagle.
I get high sometimes
and get so low sometimes
but i care about myself
and live my life the way i want it.
i don't humiliate myself with making other people responsible for me.
I can do it.
I don't want other people to drive my car for me
i have hands.
I don't let people open the door for me
i have fingers.
I live my life. That is my business.
I am a breather, that is what i do.
When life does not have meaning anymore
like a wall
i bump it on the wall and then i go.
I know where. I decide that too.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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And The Money Kept Rolling In (And Out)
Che: And the money kept rolling in from every side
Eva's pretty hands reached out and they reached wide
Now you may feel it should have been a voluntary cause
But that's not the point my friends
When the money keeps rolling in you don't ask how
Think of all the people guaranteed a good time now
Eva's called the hungry to her open up the doors
Never been a fund like the Foundation Eva Peron
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling on in rolling on in rolling on in rolling on in on in
Would you like to try a college education
Own your landlord's house take the family on vacation
Eva and her blessed fund can make your dreams come true
Here's all you have to do my friends
Write your name and your dream on a card or a pad or a ticket
Throw it high into the air and should our lady pick it
She will change your way of life for a week or even two
Name me anyone who cares as much as Eva Peron
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out on out
And the money kept rolling out in all directions
To the poor to the weak to the destitute of all complexions
Now cynics claim a little of the cash has gone astray
But that's not the point my friends
When the money keeps rolling out you don't keep books
You can tell you've done well by the happy grateful looks
Accountants only slow things down figures get in the way
Never been a lady loved as much as Eva Peron
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out on out
Eva
When the money keeps rolling out you don't keep books
You can tell you've done well by the happy grateful looks
Accountants only slow things down figures get in the way
Never been a lady loved as much as Eva Peron
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out on out
song performed by by Madonna from Evita Soundtrack (Part 2)
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Thanks To The Rolling Sea
(words & music by batchelor - roberts)
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Fish on the table and fish on the fire, fried fish hanging on the tree
Everything here that your heart desires, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling sea
Living is good and living is fine, were happy as can be
We owe all this to the salty brine, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling sea
We work all day but our hearts are gay, and while we work we sing
The mighty sea is good to us and weve got everything
Abalone steaks and tuna fish cakes, taste so heavenly
We know who we owe it to, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Choices
Choices
Are a form of grace
To have a choice
A voice,
is a privilege
Choices can
Change situations
The right choices
can uphold mankind
for thousands of generations
Choices
becomes personal declarations
A vow for one to live by
There shall always be
difficult choices to make
inorder to survive
Therefore,
Choose wisely today
For tomorrow
Shall surely come and
The choices of today could
Makes all future matters
well done!
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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I am poem
I am rolling in he deep
I wonder when i will stop rolling with everyone else
I hear people saying bad things about me it makes me feel that i should kepp rolling intil i am depp in sorrow
I see everyone still while i am rolling all around
I want to stop rolling in deep sorrow
I am rolling in the deep
I pretend to be like everyone else not rolling in deep regret but still, still as life can be
I feel in deep sorrow rolling in the worst thoughts
I worry about someone finding out about my deepest darkest secrets
I cry when i can not stop rolling in deep sorrow
I am roliing in the deep
I undersyand that one day i will stop rolling in the deep regret
I i say that no one should be rolling in deeo sorrow but still
I dream that i am still that none of those deep thoughts have ever accured
I try to stop the rolling but the rolling is going to the deepest regret the rolling has taken over
I hope one day one minute one moment oone second one hor i willl stop rolling
I an rolling in the deep
poem by Haadia Ansari
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Choices
One should feel lucky
If one gets choices in the life
It can make one happy
Throughout the life
Choice in love
Friends and relations
Work, career, city and country
Is the dream of every living soul?
Living the life with choice
If one doesn’t get things of choice
One should be contented
With what he gets
Too many cooks spoil the dish
Too many choices
Makes it difficult to choose
One is lucky
If one gets chance to choose
If one’s got a life there is no choice
One has to live the way it comes
Throughout the life
Keep on trying,
For better choices
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Choices
I was walking all alone
Through a sideshow
With passion and pain
On each side
Something inside me was calling
For a chance to stay alive
At the time I dint know
What was calling
As my head was buried in grief
Today I heard what was crying
My freedom calling me
And we all make our choices
Like a blind man feels his way
And the choice
Ive made is simple
Passion over pain
When I got to
The end of the sideshow
And looked back
To where I had been
My eyes filled with
Teardrops of loneliness
For the ones
Who will never be fee
I thought of
The children in the sideshow
As they wandered
Around so confused
Some day
Theyll make their decision
But which one will they choose
And well all make our choices
Like a blind man feels his way
And the choice
Ive made is simple
Passion over pain
And well all make our choices
Like a blind man feels his way
And the choice
Ive made is simple
Passion, passion over pain
And well all make our choices
Like a blind man feels his way
And the choice
Ive made is a simple one
Passion over pain
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Fabled Gunslingers
Life choices firmly fatally made...
the legendary quick and the dead.
Who will be fabled gunslingers...
stepping out at stake out Ok Curial?
Quickly choose your coveted ground
draw skillfully out gunned quickly lose.
Who are the strong ones?
Some are frontier far stronger bred.
Rough Riders others choose not to be.
Some are strong enough to choose.
Strong enough to make a stand.
Strong enough to win or lose.
Strong enough to die drawn gun in hand
right or wrong stamping a mark upon the land.
Strong enough born to choose win or lose
infamous how they will live how they will die.
Mortuary postmortem prognosis
‘died from a case of lead poisoning’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Long Twin Silver Line
Words and music by bob seger
Well the big train keeps on rolling
Rolling on down the track
And the way shes moving buddy
I dont believe shes a-coming back
The firemans smoking a big cigar
Sipping lafite rothschild bordeaux
And the engineers so happy
Hes just a-letting that whistle blow
She keeps a-rolling
She keeps a-rolling
She keeps a-rolling on proud and fine
She keeps a-rolling
She keeps a-rolling
Down that long twin silver line
Well she just blazed through chicago
Nonstop to l.a.
And the way shes steaming buddy
You better not get in her way
Shes got the finest fastest pulling twin diesels
Shes got ninety three cars in tow
Shes gonna be on time
All the way down the line
Come the rain hail sleet or snow
She keeps a-rolling
She keeps a-rolling
She keeps a-rolling on right on time
She keeps a-rolling
She keeps a-rolling
Down that long twin silver line
Rolling on down the line
And she just passed in chicago
Rolling into kansas too
Rolling into denver
Doing all shell do
And she hangs a big left in salt lake city
Southwest to the nevada line
Rolling into california
Right on time
Rolling on down the line
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Happily Married Life
I am having my own way
I snorted,
and then the rolling pin struck.
No, you are having your own way,
she was, and she did.
Such is things
in happily married life.
You are doing the dishes
she shouted,
oh no I am not,
and then the rolling pin struck
and I was and I did.
Such is things
in happily married life.
I went to a fortune-teller
to have the bumps on my head read.
She had plenty to choose from
as the rolling pin struck nightly.
Such is things
in happily married life.
We are having sex tonight
she declared.
Not tonight Josephine
I replied.
Then the Viagra came out,
along with the rolling pin,
and we were and we have.
Such is things
in happily married life.
One day I am burning the rolling pin
and we will be miserable once more,
even if I do get a bit bored.
The one thing you have to do
to get a peaceful and happily married life
is have no rolling pin insight.
poem by David Harris
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Making choices
Life is about making choices
Success flows from right choices
Doing the right things
Doing them always right
Producing a giant of yourself
Becoming what you want to become
The choices are yours to make
The consequences are yours to take
So make the right choices
Choices that bring success
Success that builds self-esteem
And yield life, fully fulfilling.
poem by Emmanuel Oduro
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No Guarding our rights
Despite one's wish
Events are choices
We cannot recind
Identity requies money
Even now the heros
Work their will
Yearning for their independences still
Tis a waywood path
No matter how we choose
Within all we will always lose
Tasks maybe hard
A life cannot be bard
Because we fools
Allow all those elections
And place those phoney Ministers
Onto the throne
poem by Suzan Gumush
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Choice
I've all to gain,
nothing to lose.
It's all dependent
on what I choose.
Everyday brings something new.
Foresight to all of it
is not in view.
So I make a choice
and hope it will be
something I need
that will help me to see
that every decision I will make
is the one that I shall choose.
And so it is I've all to gain
and probably nothing to lose.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The wolfman
Don't lose your own hope at sixty
You'll reach your next nice destiny
One thing you'll never really know
How it could be with me in a real show
Don't bother to make a future plan
To change what is already done
It's nothing to lose and I can explain
That you will be so tired working in vain
Maybe I know you from another life
But I ran for being to another 's wife
Why I did this and how it could be
I know 'cause I received my prophecy
Don't lose your hope you'll be happy some day
All the world is yours and you do not have to pay
If you get crazy when I'm talking about love
Maybe is something coming to you from above
But don't be sad 'cause you can get everything
In this world of yours except on little thing
But you need a heart and to be good to get it
It's too much to pay so better forget it
So don't lose your hope at your own sixty
It's time to reach your next alive destiny
One thing you'll certainly never know
How it could be with me in your real show
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Our prophecy
Don't lose your own hope at sixty.
You'll reach your next nice destiny.
One thing you'll never really know,
How it could be with me in a real show.
Don't bother to make a future plan,
To change what is already done.
It's nothing to lose and I can explain,
That you will be so tired working in vain.
Maybe I know you from another life,
But I wanted to be another man’s wife.
Why I did this and how it could be,
I know 'cause I met my own prophecy.
Don't lose your hope; you'll be happy some day.
The world is yours and you have nothing to pay.
If you get crazy, when I'm talking about love,
Maybe is something coming to you from above.
But don't be sad 'cause you can get everything
In this world of yours, except on little thing,
But you need a heart and to be good to get it.
It's too much to pay, so better forget it.
So don't lose your hope at your own sixty.
It's time to reach your next alive destiny.
One thing you'll certainly never know,
How it could be with me in your real show.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Destiny v.s Fate
Down the road of destiny
you see your future life
you see your future children
and you see your future wife
Walking down your path of fate
you lose grasp of all your dreams
you cant find your accomplishments
you lose site of everything
Which path to take, you cant decide
but now you have to choose
on one its what you gain that counts
and the other its what you lose
You must pick now, your time is up
which road will you now take?
maybe the path of destiny
or even the path of fate.
Life or death.......which matters most
you should've thought before,
before you decided to get drunk
and you drove down to the store.
You knew that it was comming
your mom said dont drink and drive
maybe you should've listened
and you might still be alive.
poem by Crystal Johnson
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Choices
Everyday we face choices
in every aspect of our lives;
some are little things,
like what clothes to wear.
Some are important things,
like whose life we should share.
Our lives are built around
the choices that we make,
whether they are good or bad.
They are choices
only we ourselves can make.
poem by David Harris
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All That Really Matters
It does not matter who you are
your choices are up to you
whether you chose to marry or not
the choice is yours to make.
I never condemn anyone
for the choices they have made
so long as they are happy
that is all that really counts.
4 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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The Struggle
The struggle.
Just to keep warm.
The back breaking work.
Just to keep a roof over my head.
The minimum wage slave.
Or get locked in a cage.
With choices so grim.
Sometimes one must think outside the box.
A trade illegal by any other means.
But when comes to necessities.
It goes right out the window.
With the knowledge and know how.
We would all do something of which we shouldn't be proud.
What the courts say isn't what you believe.
With money it can be bought, but your conscience can not.
Guilt never goes away, it just sits their an rots.
Becomes a poisonous apple inside you.
The struggle.
Just to keep warm.
The back breaking work.
Just to keep a roof over my head.
The minimum wage slave.
Or get locked in a cage.
With choices so grim.
Sometimes one must think outside the box.
Talents so few.
Desires dwindling.
The candle melts away.
Their is a time limit.
Have I reach it yet?
I just don't know.
How could one?
I have no crystal ball.
I have no magic cauldron.
I have no special recipe.
I'm no Einstein.
He believed time viewing was theoretically possible.
I believe of the past most certainly.
But of the future I just don't know.
The struggle.
Just to keep warm.
The back breaking work.
Just to keep a roof over my head.
The minimum wage slave.
Or get locked in a cage.
With choices so grim.
Sometimes one must think outside the box.
A dedication to every one in the world.
No matter rich or poor.
We are all human.
We all have needs.
Let not lust or ambition to succeed turn into greed.
Lets lift each other up when we need help.
Lets not abandon someone for something ugly such as indifference.
Be proud of the rarity of our existence.
Realize life is precious.
No number should ever put upon it.
And know that these decision we make determine the outcome of the entire world.
No matter how powerless you feel.
No matter futile it seems.
Know you can make a difference.
The struggle.
Just to keep warm.
The back breaking work.
Just to keep a roof over my head.
The minimum wage slave.
Or get locked in a cage.
With choices so grim.
Sometimes one must think outside the box.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Living Is Simple
Living is simple
It's gravity
Gravity isn't so hard
Living is simple
it's entropy
Entropy, falling apart
I'm falling apart again
Living is simple
And breathing is easy
it's easy to do
Living is simple
And losing is easy
I'm losing my cool
I'm losing my cool again
All will be made well
Will be made well
Will be made well
Will be well
Is this fiction?
Is this fiction?
Hope has given himself to the worst
Is this fiction or divine comedy
Where the last of the last finish first
Living is simple
Living is dying
Your mercy, Your mercy
Is how I believe
Living is dying
I can't understand it
I'm down on my knees
Confessing my needs again
I've had my choices
I've chosen today
I've had my choices
The choices remain
song performed by by Switchfoot
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