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When I Heard

Of earth where I stand I hear
meaningless euphemism of tiny mouths full of greedy
I heard from my right side and left and back of my neck

And I do not need to rotate the neck to look for where the hell euphemism without meaning begins
Let them satisfy themselves with a full bustle reproach

I would have remained standing on the earth where I stand, though I heard a tiny mouths were full of greedy indulgence in all their charms

poem by Sari Mavi
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Rain

Waiting for the rain

At the rivers edge

Waiting for rain under a raging sun

Standing on cracked earth

The river pulls back from the mouth of the shore

Hungry for rain

Mouths drink their own tears

Feet dance to an unfashionable 'rain god'

Beating a drum limp wristed

In a distant land the casualties rise

Their carcasses loaded like dead cattle on the back of a cart

Two woman argue by a well with no water

An old man wanders across deserts calling out to his lost child

Rain rain, when will the rain fall?

An anthem of doomed lives cry out

Back home fat men with two cars cut back on sprinkling their lawn

'That's the first time in in three years'

Their mouths are full and greedy as they guzzle water from a bottle

But their hearts are full of drought

Families lounge in sprawling gardens admiring the view

Complaining about the lack of water

Until the rain god breaks suddenly breaks through

Not rain the idlers complain

While in the East far far away

The people make a joyful offerring to the skies

Dancing under the darkened night

Rejoicing in the god that spared their lives for one more day!

poem by Yvette Smith
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXXXV: Greedy

I'm not hopeless
I'm not obsessed
I'm just greedy

I know I should stop
I know my limit
I'm just greedy

I don't want to lose anything
I refuse to release something
I'm just greedy

Even it drains me dry
Even it wears me down
I'm just greedy

I'm not crazy
I'm not dangerous
I'm just greedy

I'm not in manic depression
I'm under a perfect control
I'm just greedy

I depending on that look
I clinging for that hope
I'm just greedy

If compared to the evil mind
If compared to the cruel traitor
I'm just greedy

I'm possessive
I'm territory man
I'm just greedy

I will clutch tighter
I will sink deeper
I'm just greedy

I never have enough
I always demand more and more
I'm just greedy

Though you should hate me
Though I should not be forgiven
I'm just greedy

I'm not only egoist
I'm not only aggressive
I'm just greedy

I am not getting tired
I will still move forward
I'm just greedy

I'm not monster
I'm not fearless either
I'm just greedy

You could call me over confidence
You could call me irresponsible
I'm just greedy

I'm insatiable
I'm a gaping hole
I'm just greedy

I'm sneaky
I'll steal every chance
I'm just greedy

I'm addicted to warmth
I need undivided attention
I'm just greedy

Don't worry about me
Don't put your guard on me
I'm just greedy

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The People In The Trees

You can hear them cackling
In the woods; and in the trees
with mouths full of dirt and weed
and hearts full of lust and greed

They crawl onto your mantelpiece
and leave things for you to see
Just small little trinkets
telling you not to leave

remember if you ever try to deceive
The people in the trees
that the chimney's always open
and it's only your life that they need

so please don't leave the windows closed
For it's hard for them to breathe
with mouths full of dirt and weed
and hearts full of lust and greed

poem by Justin Moffitt
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The Dictators

An odor has remained among the sugarcane:
a mixture of blood and body, a penetrating
petal that brings nausea.
Between the coconut palms the graves are full
of ruined bones, of speechless death-rattles.
The delicate dictator is talking
with top hats, gold braid, and collars.
The tiny palace gleams like a watch
and the rapid laughs with gloves on
cross the corridors at times
and join the dead voices
and the blue mouths freshly buried.
The weeping cannot be seen, like a plant
whose seeds fall endlessly on the earth,
whose large blind leaves grow even without light.
Hatred has grown scale on scale,
blow on blow, in the ghastly water of the swamp,
with a snout full of ooze and silence

poem by Pablo Neruda
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Tiny Little Soldier Boys;

Tiny Little soldier boys
Standing in a row
One step, two step, three step GO
Take all his orders and do as he says
Tidy up your uniform,
Make up your beds

Tiny Little soldier boys
Do your part
Don’t ever think of what’s in your heart;
You do as they say
And you will obey
But why do you do this my dear?
It’s because it you live out of fear.

Tiny little soldier boys
Stand up for yourselves
You don’t need to live in this hell
There are many of you and only two of them,
I bet this wasn’t what they had planned.
You break down there walls and blow up there lies
And you wont even listen to their pitiful cries

But then tiny little soldier girl
You awake in your bed
I’m sorry to tell you,
It was all in you head
You stand on your own
No army behind you
You stand all alone
They’ll be coming to find you.

poem by Jessica Lowe
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Euphemism is a euphemism for lying.

quote by Bobbie Gentry
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Greed..

Greed will make you hurngry
you'll never get enough...
it can tear a life apart
Greed is nasy stuff..
don't get greedy - don't be greedy
once you let yoursef be greedy
you can't go back again...
(i'm telling ya man...)
i know a man named Jessy
his Grandma was sitting good..
he set out to win her turst
and take everything he could..
he got greedy
he was greedy..
Jessy let himself get greedy
And He can't go back again...
Greed turns family on family
makes a friend the enemy
it can turn you on your Grandma
blinding you so you can't see..
it will turn you on your parents..
and tear your world apart..
there's no way you can change it
once you let it in your heart..
don't be greedy
don't get greedy..
once you let yoursef be greedy
you can't go back again...
once someone has been cheated
or swindeled it's a shame
greed will leave them cold and Angry
with only You to blame....
no one will ever trust you
trust gets burried in the past..
you're better of financialy'
but money it won't last..
don't get greedy don't be greedy
once you let yourself be greedy
you can't go back again...
once greed becomes a partner
and all is said and done..
when your lookin down at a grave...
can you really feel you won?
you now have more than others
you worked hard to steal it all..
others may have earned it but
your the one who made that call..
no one thought you'd do it
it never crossed their mind..
they trusted that you would be fair
but that was once upon a time...
you let yoursef get greedy,
you got greedy
And once you let yourself be greedy
you can't go back again....
someday you'll miss your sister
your parents and cousins too..
the black sheep of the family
will turn a lonesome blue...
don't be greedy, don't get greedy
once you let yourself be greedy
you can't go back again...

poem by Connetta Jean
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Everyone's Gone To The Moon

Everyone's Gone To the Moon
by Pee Wee King, Chilton Price and Redd Stewart
sung in the special "Art or Bust"
Streets full of people all alone.
Rows full of houses never home.
Church full of singing but it's out of tune.
Everyone's gone to the moon.
Eyes full of sorrow never wet.
Hands full of money all in debt.
Sun disappears in the middle of June.
Everyone's gone to the moon.
Long time ago life had begun
and everyone went to the sun.
Hearts full of motors painted green.
Mouths full of chocolate-covered dreams.
Mobs that can only lift a spoon.
Everyone's gone to the moon.
Everyone's gone to the moon.
Everyone's gone to the moon.

song performed by by Nina Simone
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Any euphemism ceases to be euphemistic after a time and the true meaning begins to show through. It's a losing game, but we keep on trying.

quote by Joseph Wood Krutch
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There Once Was A Tiny Girl

there once
was a tiny girl
who grew up
in this world

there once
was a tiny girl
who cried herself to sleep
every night

there once
was a tiny girl
who wore the same dress
every day

there once
was a tiny girl
who wouldn't go out
and play

there once
was a tiny girl
who would bleed and have bruises
from head to toe

there once
was a tiny girl
who begged
daddy, please no more

there once
was a tiny girl
who the angels
heard her prayer
they came down
and took her
to a better place
where that tiny girl
found love
instead of hate

by: crystal sonier
age: 15

poem by Natalia Anna Joelie
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Full Speed Ahead

Full speed ahead my child
God is right by your side

Full speed ahead my child
Hate will not come close to
Where love abides

Full speed ahead my child
No turning back
You've got nothing to hide
And He is on your side

Full speed ahead my son
You've changed the course of history
Something never thought could be done

Go forth in peace my child
Let not pride in your heart abide
Stand firm in your beliefs
As others watch in disbelief

Now full speed ahead my child
Do your job with pride
Thus saith the Lord!
For he has spoken
And his words can never be broken

As you go full speed ahead
Tarry for the living and not for the dead
Don't forget to keep the Lord in view
No matter what valley you might be travelling through

Go forth in peace my child
Full speed ahead
You are Barack Obama
Born to lead
No longer will you be judged by your color or creed

So full speed ahead
Never look back
God is taking you on a journey
He has got your back!

poem by Mitzie Thorne
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Obliterated

Some say the world will end in fire
Some say in ice
your lives full of desire
your world turned over twice
i am yet what i am
none cares or knows
The world is lost
in a long forgotten snow
Earth like a raisin in the sun
drying up tears running down its face
Tomorrow ill be at the edge of the earth
a cross traveling overhead
protecting my place of birth
THe flick flick fire licking at edges
A tick tick of bombs hiding in hedges
let it be forgotten the earth turned to ashes
let it be forgotten earth enveloped in trashes
into the nothingness of scorn and noise
who will procure me
Into the land of girls and boys
who will secure me
i remember sounds like that from my childhood
laughter from no cause
i remember towns full of people
from my childhood
bustling with no pause
A wins that wips at my face
a kin that sips at my place
we belong
we belong
Twinkle twinkle little star
Do you see earth from so far
twinkle twinkle little earth
do you see a stars rebirth
My eyes are open
my eyes are shut
i see a trail of tiny duck
my feet are cold
my hands are clammy
i miss my little dog named sammy
what earth once was
is no more my birth once done
is practiced more
so why is it earth has left
No cries are heard
upon a breast

poem by Alexis Gallagher
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Whose Country Is This?

Whose country is this?
It is a land full of snakes;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of many waters;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of thieves! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of oil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of earthquakes!
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of lovers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of volcanoes!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of beautiful flowers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hansome men;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of beautiful women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of roses;
Whose country is this?
it is a land ruled only by men;
Whose country is this?
It is a land without rainfall;
Whose country is this?
It is a land ruled by a woman;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of corruption!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pirates! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land ruled by law;
Whose country is this?
It is a land controlled by rebels!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ice;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of the sins of Sodom and Gomorrah!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of singers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of troubles;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of war! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land with the biggest cemetery in the wolrd!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of desert;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of trees;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant teenagers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of timber;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hatred;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of love;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of care;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of peace;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of smokers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of businesses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of harlots;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of wise people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of idiots!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of gold;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of cocoa;
Whose country is this?
It is a alnd full of crabs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of evil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of rainfalls;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ants;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of horses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pigs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of statues;
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of birds;
And so on, and so forth!
Because nature had made them so as we see them around us,
But the wise and fool live together on this earth.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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One Heart, Two Souls

on the stand
by the bed....
a tiny locket

that you dont
wear anymore...
it holds the picture

of one candle burning...

this road has been long,
with ups and downs,
winding, almost coming back...

now diverges, into two
seperate roads unknown,
with no way to turn back.

by the necklace on the stand,
two bands of gold.....
an ashtray full of ashes....

waiting on a map,
choice, or chance....
one heart, two souls!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Patted Fat Cats

They want deregulation done by government.
But from their mouths they shout and say,
They want the government away.

What's wrong with greedy people,
Who just want to feed their greed.
And when the greeding stops,
They want to blame someone about it!
And...
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who just want to feed their greed.
And when the greeding stops,
They want to blame someone about it!

They don't want no more taxes.
But they want to live relaxed.
To live their lives on that high hog...
Like patted fat cats!

They want deregulation done by government.
But from their mouths they shout and say,
They want the government away.

What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct their evils.
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct misdeeds.
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct their evils.
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct misdeeds.

What's wrong with greedy people,
And their foolish beliefs!
What's wrong with greedy people,
And their foolish beliefs!

What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct their evils.
What's wrong with greedy people,
And their foolish beliefs!
Like patted fat cats stroking their own backs.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Don't Want To Hear It Anymore (mono)

(randy newman)
In my neighbourhood
We don't live so good
The rooms are small
And the buildings made of wood
I hear the neighbours talking 'bout you and me
I guess i heard it all
'cause the talk is loud
And the walls are much too thin
He don't really love her
That's what i heard them say
He sure wasn't thinking of her today, oh no
(he wasn't thinking of her today)
I saw them in the front yard
Said the boy in room 149
He was talking to a girl i've never seen before
And standing there together, oh they looked so good
I don't want to hear it anymore
(i don't want to hear it)
I don't want to hear it anymore
(anymore)
'cause the talk just never ends
And the heartache soon begins
The talk is so loud
And the walls are much too thin
Ain't it sad, said the woman down the hall
That when a nice girl falls in love
Ain't it just too bad that she had to fall
For a boy who doesn't care for her at all?
(it's so sad)
I don't want to hear it anymore
(i don't want to hear it)
I just can't stand to hear it anymore
(anymore)
'cause the talk just never ends
And the heartache soon begins
The talk is so loud
And the walls are much too thin
I don't want to hear it anymore
(can't stand to hear it)
(don't want to hear it)
I just can't stand to hear it anymore
(don't talk about it)
(can't stand to hear it)
Oh, baby, baby
I just can't stand

song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Bombarded!

Our town
Full of laughter
Full of joy
Full of happiness
Full of life, it was.

In a flash of seconds,

Our town
Full of cries
Full of misery
Full of sympathy
And as silent as glass, now.
No one to be seen walkin'
No houses or trees standin'
Except the miraculous, little church
Standing tall, proud and lonely.

poem by Arsiema Berhane
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The Silence That Was There...

it is the silence
that i love most
it is worth it
lady-like, reserved,
cool as they
name her,

on the other side of the
euphemism
is the muteness of
that mutiny of sorrow

they all come and leave
at the same time

but it does not matter
it is this that remained
wholeheartedly

sincere and healing.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tiny Drop

Waste of Tiny, Tiny Water Drops.
Always Trigger my Conscious Thoughts.

A Tiny Water Drop can make a Sapling Laugh
Tiny, Tiny water Drops can get you sweet Pod.

Tiny, Tiny Water Drops can make a Plant to Stand
As a Tree, This can give Shelter to a Lot.
Because of Waste of Tiny, Tiny water Drops
Many lives have become short.

So try to save even tiny water Drop, Which will
Get you Heartily Laugh.

poem by Narendra Kuppan
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For Them 'That' Begins

The real reason unemployment statistics,
Are dropping?
To keep mouths closed,
And delusions from stopping?
And favor those who believe things are great!
With an economy flourishing in fantastic ways!

When the days of unemployment compensation ends...
And there are no benefits to monitor,
To send to a family of five or maybe ten?
They fall from radar!
They become the hungry and the homeless!
And for them 'that' begins!
The greedy are still the greedy!
The treachery and deceit are still tools used...
For fantasies to continue on mindsets to transcend!
As lifestyles of us all,
Dwindle!
To uphold beliefs a relief comes to release tensions!
And honesty will never be!
Nor the truth to those deceived...
Mentioned!
But...
It will certainly not be avoided in this season!