Children’s prestige
Subjected to neglects and humiliations,
I offered to move to an old age home
Which my children vehemently opposed.
Its connotation is not love but prestige.
02.04.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mother only could cry.
He died at ninety two miserably,
Subjected to curses, humiliations,
Neglects, together with immobility.
His mother, if alive, would have wept.
26.07.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My dad was vehemently opposed to electric guitars. He did not look on that kind of music as legitimate in any way.
quote by Dan Fogelberg
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We Never Asked
We never asked you to take our land
but still you took it from us
with your lies you wanted us to trust
still we offered you our hand
so we could all live free
We never asked you to stay
but you stayed anyway
now our life is nothing like before
and we never asked for your war
instead we offered you a friend
you gave us a enemy
We never asked for you to kill off our buffalo
there was more than enough to share
but your greed you could not control
now our children go hungry
with your disease
(Spiritwind-2010)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Move Me
(stewart, brock, davis, stocker, savigar)
Its obvious darlin
Youve become allergic to me
Are my trousers to wide
Do I drink and get mean
Is my demeanor that embarrassing
Are my jokes obsolete
Or is it my sweat thats no longer sweet
I work hard in the factory
To keep you in luxury
To which youve grown accustomed and you love
Lately you dont light my fuse
Is my fan belt coming loose
Punch me in the Bible baby please
Move me, move me, move me when Im home
Why dont you move me, move me
Move me when Im home
Sometimes baby I awake in the night
I reach out to touch you
But Im scared you might bite
A little emotion wouldnt be out of place
Wake up and love me put a smile on my face
Otis redding said it best try a little tenderness
Aretha wanted more respect
Give me just a little touch
That aint really asking much
Your dog gets more attention than I do
Move me, move me, move me when Im home
Come on and move me, move me, move me when Im home
Sometimes I wonder if youll miss me at all
Emotionally independent, as hard as a wall
Youre so wrapped up in your own little world
Your old time religion is your lunch with the girls
When Im standing next to you even in a crowd
I might as well be on another planet
Tell me what Ive done to you to justify this ridicule
If its over why dont we forget it
Move me, soothe me, move me, rock me
Move me when Im home
Why dont you move me, love me, move me, rock me
Move me when Im home
Why dont you rock me, move me, love me, soothe me
Move me when Im home
Why dont you rock me, rock me, move me, soothe me
Soothe me when Im home
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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In The Name Of The Children
While chilling one Saturday at home
My door was darkened
By a pair of campaign workers
As they explained their candidate’s position
Which I vehemently disagreed with
They hit me with the big one
In the Name of the children
In the name of the children
Has been evoked hundreds of times
By disingenuous people
Trying to infiltrate and pollute my mind
I think about
What all mankind is done to children
Over Hundreds of years with their stratagems
In the name of the children
They have closed down factories and offices
Escorted moms and dads from premises like criminals
Created wars and limited incursions, leaving children
Fatherless, motherless, homeless and with less
In the name of the children
They exploit their names without shame
Spend their money with impunity
Cut back on school learning programs
And blamed it on them for wanting to learn
All, In the name of the children
So I implore these bottom feeders
In the name of the father, Son and Holy Spirit
To really do something positive for the children
In the name of their own salvation
poem by Murphy Payne
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Humiliations
To avoid a situation
Where you’re ignored or biased,
To ensure you a position
When you don’t need to beg or plead
And to prevent an occurrence
To be a victim of circumstance
Are beyond your wish and control
And bound to cause humiliations.
Shed your ego to bear it out.
28.02.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Subjected to Listening
To convey an absence of knowledge,
Of hardships and dysfunctions...
To not have them focused upon,
As is wished.
Is commendable.
In fact...
These award winning performances given,
Are daily witnessed.
'To belabor my steps will not ease my journey.
And it continues.
Each blessing I accept as I move forward.
And today I find myself subjected to listening.
While others may reject the notion of devotion...
Commitment and the positive aspects of patience,
Growth and change...
I find myself subjected to listening!
And it was stubbornness in my past...
That has helped me with today's gains.
I find myself subjected to listening!
And that has helped me to maintain.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Move home
got body
got houses
got food
got no soul
got nothing
move
move
move home
got accounts
master cards
got sugar -
got no soul
got nothing
move
move
move home
got business
fancy clothes
swimming pools
got no soul
got nothing
got nothing at all
move home
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Essentialness
Subjected to the essentialness of things.
There is a mood that dictates,
The essentialness of things.
When the importance of 'it' is given...
And how much of a priority is placed.
But should we wait in debate,
To enhance an effectiveness?
Or chase it with impatience,
If there is a mood that dictates.
Subjected to the essentialness of things.
And when it comes...
It brings its own taste!
A certainty not to go to waste.
And maybe subject to change!
Replacing what has been debated.
Subjected to the essentialness of things.
Like something one has eaten...
Does not meet a later craving,
One had envisioned to devour...
And let satiate without it becoming sour.
Subjected to the essentialness of things.
When discussed in the hour,
Of exchange.
Or at a later date.
Arriving when it does...
And not considered to be late!
To deliver an anticipated freshness.
Subjected to the essentialness of things.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Step Back
How can you say were not together?
How can you say its all the same in someone elses eyes?
How can you say it gives you pleasure?
That someones pulling you aside
But now I want to find out
How youre living outside yourself
And how you feel like the one thats held it all in place
How you dont feel the shame
Youll never know, youll never know now
How to let go the hate or how to hold on
Youll never know, never know now now
Where it all can lead to
Leave it all in the past and move on
You might find your way home
Leave it all in the past and roll on
You might find your way home
How can you stray from your direction?
How can you wait outside the door thats opened up for you?
How can you only see rejection,
When Ive offered all I have to you?
Are you ever gonna find out
Youll never know, never know now now
Where it can all lead to
Leave it all in the past and move on
You might find your way home
Leave it all in the past and roll on
You might find your way home
Step back
Take a closer look
Step back
Find out where it leads you to
Step back step back step back
Leave it all in the past and move on
You might find your way home
Leave it all in the past and roll on
You might find your way home
Leave it all in the past and move on
You might find your way home
Leave it all in the past and roll on
You might find your way home
song performed by by Candlebox
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Authority doesn't work without prestige, or prestige without distance.
quote by Charles de Gaulle
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There Are Those Who Have Known Daily Horrors
THERE ARE THOSE WHO HAVE KNOWN DAILY HORRORS
I have had a relatively easy life-
There are those who have known daily horrors
Beyond those any human being should ever have to imagine
I think of the last generation of survivors of the Shoah
Slowly dying out now
Taking with them their memories of loved ones murdered before their eyes
Of incredible tortures and cruelty
Of horrible partings and endless humiliations-
I think of these people my fellow Jews
And wonder why God allowed it to happen to them
And what it all means-
I certainly don't know-
I have had a relatively easy life
With of course my own griefs and sorrows and failings
But nothing at all like what they went through -
Oh God what is this whole thing about anyway?
And why did You let the Nazi Germans and their Austrian Polish Lithuanian Slovak Romanian Hungarian Dutch French helpers
Do it to them?
Why families with tens of members murdered
Why the children?
The incredible cruelties and humiliations and horrors
Why?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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It Is Not Just Death I Fear
IT IS NOT JUST DEATH I FEAR
It is not just Death I fear
But the breakdown before it-
The loss of powers-
The tormented half- sleepless nights-
The wandering in mind
With ability to concentrate and work – lost -
The pain I give to others I love-
The dependency despite myself-
The weakness and the confusion-
It is not just Death I fear
But dying -
And the inevitable increased selfishness
That comes with it-
Focusing on what I once took for granted
Minor physical functions not working right
The endless small humiliations
And the increasing helplessness-
It is not just Death I fear
But dying
And the pains and humiliations that come with it.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Gotta Move (live)
I don't wanna get left behind
Gonna love my baby all the time
If I don't wanna get left alone
I gotta move on down my baby's home
And if my baby isn't there
I'm gonna fill my gap and comb my hair
Gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move, gotta move
All my life I've had to move
Always failed to stay in school
As I move down this very long road
Sometimes I wished I'd stayed at home
Where I'm going no one knows
Only know I gotta go
You gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move, gotta move
I don't wanna get left behind
Gonna love my baby all the time
If I don't wanna get left alone
I gotta move on down my baby's home
And if baby isn't there
I'm gonna brush my boots and comb my hair
I gotta move, gotta move
I gotta move, gotta move
song performed by by Kinks
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Regrets and curses
Who had not regretted
That they had neglected
Their parents after their deaths?
Who had not cursed
Their children for the neglects
They had from them at their death?
19.12.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Children make you a better everything. Daughters open up a whole different sensibility to you. When you have children, it focuses you on them as opposed to on yourself.
quote by Andy Garcia
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Go Home, Girl
(a. alexander)
Well, me and frank were the best of friends
And our friendship will never end
But it would hurt him so for him to know
That Im in love with his girlfriend
Now, the love of a girl and the love of a friend
Are two things you cant compare
Though my heart will ache I will let it break
cause I know that it just aint fair
So go on home girl, lets call it a night
You better go home girl, this just aint right
But before you go I want you to know
That I love you, yes I do
And though it breaks my heart for us to part
Still I know frank loves you too
Well, you say that a we can make him see
We have a love thats really real
But I think that he is just like me
And I dont know just how hed feel
Darling, people know it would hurt him so
If you told him that it must end
And I could never hold the love I stole
From a man I call my best friend
Go on home girl, you better go home, girl
Go on home, you better move on
Me and frank been friends for so long
And our friendship is really strong
He gives me his car to go for a ride
Never knows how long Ill be gone
Well, Im trying to forget all the things that weve done
While frank is just a-waiting back home
Girl you cant go ride with me anymore
Thats the way its got to be from now on
Go on home!
Uhn, hun. better go home, girl
Uhn, hun. now you better move on, girl
Uhn, hun. better go home, girl
Uhn, hun. you better move on, girl
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Do The Love
Love your
mother and father...
Love your
Brother and sister's...
Love your
Friends and relations...
Love your
Wife with children
Love your
Gran children with toys...
Love your
Love your...
All ways selfish...
Don't woory
Do love...
Do the love...
Any way do the love...
Life is move an love
Undertand too do
The love...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Sex fasting
A man desires women, who are many.
He gets them not, who’re formidable.
A woman desires men, who are many.
She gets them not, being forbidden.
The denial amounts to sex starvation.
Everyone is subjected to it.
It’s a fasting thrust by the society.
30.03.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Gotta Move
I dont wanna get left behind
Gonna love my baby all the time
If I dont wanna get left alone
I gotta move on down my babys home
And if my baby isnt there
Im gonna fill my gap and comb my hair
Gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move, gotta move
All my life Ive had to move
Always failed to stay in school
If I moved down [? ] road
Sometimes I wished Id stayed at home
Where Im going no one knows
Only know I gotta go
You gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move, gotta move
I dont wanna get left behind
Gonna love my baby all the time
If I dont wanna get left alone
I gotta move on down my babys home
And if baby isnt there
Im gonna brush my boots and comb my hair
I gotta move, gotta move
I gotta move, gotta move
song performed by by Kinks
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