Man struggles with men.
Punishment is to spend the anger
And is not to set right the victim.
Laws are to augment the ruler
And is not to serve the subjects.
Man struggles with men to exist.
12.10.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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By God
If you want it, by God I'd give to you (for a reason)
Of course I know that my Lord would be angry then assign punishment to me
If you want to share it with me anger and punishment..
Even I know that you do not want it - it's good for you
And ye shall know that I prefer the Lord always love me more than you
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Laws are sand, customs are rock. Laws can be evaded and punishment escaped but an openly transgressed custom brings sure punishment.
Mark Twain in The Gorky Incident
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13th May 2012!
13th May 2012!
You cut off your links from me because of your call;
And your anger was like that of the devil! !
However, anger always kills a fool.
Brass, grass, crass, harass, morass;
And like the economic change in Ghana! !
But, anger always kills a fool.
Your call ended it all!
But, you have to overcome the chanlenges of this life;
And learn for the better!
For, you have not learnt anything from,
The last 13 years under the wings of the laws.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Be Ruthless The Law
Be punishment heavier than
The benefit caused by the wrong.
Be the punishment severer than
The pain caused by the crime.
Be the punishment double
For wrongs of the custodian of laws.
Ruthlessness is the characteristic
Of the law of enforcement.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Everybody's A Victim
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
I demand recompense
For sitting on the fence
Throughout my adult life
You've got to put my parents in jail
For raising me in Fife
It doesn't matter what I do
You have to say it's alright
And I need you to send somebody around
To tuck me in at night
Because...
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Well it's not my fault
That I'm positive
I just stuck a needle in my arm
And nobody told me
That sixty a day
Would do me any harm
My liver's shrivelling like a leaf
But it's not the whisky that doo's it
Call me irresponsible
And I'm really going to lose it
Because...
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Wear a ribbon for this
Hug a stranger for that
Light a candle to the dead
And soon you'll forget
That you ever had
A brain inside our head
We value everythin the same
We turn it into farce
So we don't know a crisis
'Till it kicks us up the arse
Because...
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
song performed by by Proclaimers
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Why Angry And Sad?
Wake up every morning sad
Go to sleep every night mad
But why sad
Sad cause I’m alive
Mad cause of who I am
Mad that the world would never accept me
Mad cause I cant be me
Feeling like no heaven exist cause I’m living in hell
Feeling like there’s no angels to take me
So why should I smile
Why should I laugh
Why should I wake up every morning happy
Frustration and anger is taking over me every day
I’m living with no happiness
Living with anger
Anger is now my best quality
Anger describes my personality
Anger is inside of me
Anger is me
I’m anger
poem by Kaliaha Hogue
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The Anger Trapped Within
I do not express my anger
I prefer to be at peace
I go away from present danger
and my problems begin to cease
But I grieve, for it cannot last
My anger refuses to be ignored
Painful memories from the past
Have become a ruler and a lord
They rule over my mind with brute force
I cannot help but to cry
Of actions they cause I have much remorse
Because of these crimes, I deserve to die
Anger trapped within
has become my torture, my sorrow, my sin
poem by Glaedr the poet
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Peasants Pay Them
I serve the people, said the preacher.
I serve the people, said the teacher.
Likewise said the doctor and the ruler.
I pay them all, said the peasant at last.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Anger (This is not directed at anyone)
You want to know what anger is?
I tell you, you do not!
For it is a feeling that extinguishes all life,
Destruction and rage is what it has in store for you,
Your soul will be tortured at every last minute,
You waste, with anger's villainy.
Anger swears to muderously end all existence,
And it will threaten everyone and everything,
I tell you now...not to fall into it's cunning trap,
For anger can be devious at times.
And if you fall into it, get out quickly,
For every second in there is a second lost to it's wrath,
Be sure to avoid it poet,
Do not be tempted to serve anger.
poem by Robert Gardner
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Anger fills my heart and soul
Anger fills my heart and soul
Anger takes a mighty toll
Anger lessens but can never leave
Anger you hope to never receive,
Anger stays forever within
Anger acts with the might of all sin
Anger is deadly to all around
Anger gets mad at the thought of sound
Anger is the thoughts in my head
Anger that’s mine all should dread
Anger for me is different from you
Anger you see tells me what to do
Anger will sit and whisper in my ear
Anger he sits and tells me all that you fear,
Anger…
He is here
He’s here to stay
Anger is the hole
In which we lay
Anger is
And Anger will
Always be with us
He is in me, and he is in you
He can make you do
What he wants you to
Anger will make you
Make you cry
Anger can make you
Want to die
Anger can make you
Go insane
Anger….. ... A blood filled rain
No more anger
No more…..
Walk to the bright light
Shinning through that door…
Not knowing what’s in store
But even then
Anger lives on
But you… nevermore
poem by Jacob Hill
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Angry Words Hurt.
Diamond hard with sharp and bladey edge, at each thrust
As anger twists the fiery words' serrated steel,
It undertakes to bring it's victim to the dust.
Anger achieves, but leave anger well alone.
Fury hurts most those whom to fury are prone.
Just carrying a ruler with you in your pocket should be forbidden, at least on a moral basis. The ruler is the symbol of the new illiteracy. The ruler is the symptom of the new disease, disintegration of our civilization.
quote by Friedensreich Hundertwasser
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Just carrying a ruler with you in your pocket should be forbidden, at least on a moral basis. The ruler is the symbol of the new illiteracy. The ruler is the symptom of the new disease, disintegration of our civilisation.
quote by Friedensreich Hundertwasser
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Autopsy
It appears the victim died,
From a self inflicted hate.
With an overwhelming need,
To feel itself to be powerful and great!
But insecurity was all it could offer to relate...
With its weapons and wars it did create.
And it had no abilities to communicate.
Imploding from within from peace debates.
There was no one left to help it see...
What it was it initiates!
It was creating its own dire struggles,
Its own internal fate!
Although the autopsy 'had' been prepared,
We made sure to wait...
However
It was getting much too late,
To see if 'anything' could revive it...
To keep the victim thriving with 'new' advice
To bring it back alive!
But the victim was watched and stared...
Without one care to keep it spared!
No one wanted it to return to a position it declared!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Anger
My anger wants to kill.
My anger wants to spill.
My anger wants to smash a wall.
My anger wants to make someone feel small.
My anger makes me carve my skin.
My anger is locked up within.
My anger is fierce and fatal.
My anger isn't stable.
When my anger is out stay away.
Because my anger destroys everything in its way.
poem by Jean Pullman
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Individual Choice Ensures Changes
individual choice ensures changes
earth rape global warming ensures changes
political disinformation base dictatress egoism changes
evolution hoax mythology
slip change scientific explanatory
adaptation innovation hard wired realities
ruler elected is not effectively civic restricted
ruler circumvents outwits constitution laws recognized
oppositions fail to break an absolute tyrannical ruler immobilized
person longing obligation appointed
during an immoral economic crisis protested
exercises supreme authority immorality civilian slaughtered
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Two Subjects Not Discussed Oct 20th,2012
TWO SUBJECTS NOT DISCUSSED Oct 20th,2012
By
James Bredin
There are two subjects our politicians will not discuss,
Death with Dignity and abortions and to hell with us,
Of course media moguls are in on this conspiracy too,
And unfortunately, you think that this has nothing to do with you.
Unborn Canadians killed at abortion holocaust centers,
Death by holocaust abortion so strong that you can't be a dissenter,
But dying with dignity is considered a criminal offence,
This combination can only mean; we have no common sense.
But then it gets worse because no one has an answer for this,
Because they believe in abortions and nothing is amiss,
We have to leave this to the politicians, judges and appointed,
Don't dare show your hurt feelings if you are disappointed.
Oct 20th,2012
poem by James Bredin
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The Great Game
We who play the great game
instinctively know our enemies
as our enemies instinctively
know us and so it has always been
across centuries thousands of
years as we each serve our masters.
Life and Death is the shadow game we play
those of us who play hard prepare to die
to live or die always ultimately for what we
believe in this never ending game power
struggles in quests to be free to enslave
we choose our sides thus we live or die.
We all play the game at various skill levels
some hide some observe act some risk all
some serve Mammon some serve Heaven
and when all the battle dust finally settles
what will be our waiting final resting place?
What rewards await those who served wrong master?
When people are prepared to fight for power
people die people are killed in such struggles
it is not called a power struggle for nothing.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Beyond Compare for MY Lady Irene
Thou art my love, as thou hast been.
Since first I set my eyes on thee.
The ruler of my heart, my Queen.
You are my liege I serve gladly.
The slightest wish is my command.
I will fulfil it if I can
Though thou dost clearly understand
I am no hero just a man.
A simple man and ordinary.
Whom thou hath bless’ed with thy trust
For this I serve thee willingly
My heart commands me that I must.
With thee I have found happiness
That I did not think could exist.
For thou and I togetherness.
Decreed by fate we can’t resist.
Thou art my love as I am thine.
Consenting partners equally.
A union born of love divine.
We are as we were meant to be.
Our fate was written long ago.
Our love will last eternally
and that is all we need to know.
What fate decrees must come to be.
27/08/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Anger, Anger
anger is anger
anger makes you scream
anger makes you hate
anger takes control
anger want let go
anger wants you to hurt
anger wants you to suffer
anger makes you mad
anger makes you cry
anger turns people against you
anger is anger
poem by Jessica lee Workman
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