Idled Idealist
He is an idled idealist
A muscled, imbecile
A savant to no avail
In search of a new world
While blurring are lines
Between good and bad
Between right and wrong
Dithered of discerning wisdom
He is stranded in the middle
Of labyrinthine lanes all around
Towards which side to stride?
Left? Right? East? West?
Fuddled is the ideal vanguard
No friend to walk together
Nor even a foe to offer
A decent fighting pleasure
In this social warren
He remain lost and forlorn
Like a frozen mountain
Of vain profusion
poem by Sathya Narayana
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Our heroes are fighting to bring stability to the Middle East, and they have put pressure on all of the tyrannies of the Middle East. They have taken a stand against tyranny, against terrorists, and for the prospect of decent societies throughout that region.
quote by Orrin Hatch
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West End Girls
(....forever)
Sometimes youre better off dead
Theres gun in your hand and its pointing at your head
You think youre mad, too unstable
Kicking in chairs and knocking down tables
In a restaurant in a west end town
Call the police, theres a madman around
Running down underground to a dive bar
In a west end town
In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
West end girls
Too many shadows, whispering voices
Faces on posters, too many choices
If, when, why, what?
How much have you got?
Have you got it, do you get it, if so, how often?
And which do you choose, a hard or soft option?
(how much do you need? )
In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
West end girls
West end girls
(how much do you need? )
In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
Oooh west end town, a dead end world
East end boys, west end girls
West end girls
Youve got a heart of glass or a heart of stone
Just you wait till I get you home
Weve got no future, weve got no past
Here today, built to last
In every city, in every nation
From lake geneva to the finland station
(how far have you been? )
In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
A west end town, a dead end world
East end boys, west end girls
West end girls
West end girls
West end girls
(how far have you been? )
Girls
East end boys
And west end girls
And west end girls
And west end girls
East end boys
The west end girls
The west end boys
And west end girls
The west end girls
The west end boys
The west end girls
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Back To Front
Just come back where I came from,
Looks the same as somethings wrong.
And all my friends that used to be,
Have gone and turned their backs on me.
Everyones got different views,
Now Im all shook up and all confused.
East is west, left is right,
Up is down, and black is white,
Inside-out, wrong is right,
Its back to front and Im all uptight.
Ive just come back from fantasy,
Right back to reality.
Stayed away too long but now Ive found,
My world is turning upside-down.
I dont fit in but I dont stand out,
I should stay cool but want to shout.
East is west, left is right,
Up is down, and black is white,
Inside-out, wrong is right,
Its back to front and Im all uptight.
No one knows where I come from,
Who are you and what do you want?
Youve thrown away all that we had,
Its down the drain, its all gone mad.
The word is out, Ive seen the sign,
So you go your way, I go mine.
East is west, left is right,
Up is down, and black is white,
Inside-out, wrong is right,
Its back to front and Im all uptight.
East is west, left is right,
Up is down, and black is white,
Inside-out, wrong is right,
Its back to front and Im all uptight (alright).
Its back to front and Im all uptight (alright, alright, alright, alright).
Are you listening?
(no!)
Well then, Ill have to do it all over again!
song performed by by Kinks
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Right & Wrong
Stop everything
I think I hear the president
The pied piper of the tv screen
Is gonna make it simple
And hes got it all mapped out
And illustrated with cartoons
Too hard for clever folks to understand
Theyre more used to words like:
Ideology . . .
Theyre not talkin bout right and left
Theyre talkin bout
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
tween the right and the left and the east and the west
What you know and the things that youll never see
So what ya think
You like the yankees or the mets this year
And what about this latest war of words
And what about the commies
I saw the news last night
All illustrated with cartoons
So when they come with that opinion poll
They better not use words like
Ideology . . .
Or try to tell me bout the issues
Ideology . . .
Whose side are you on
Were talkin bout
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
tween the right and the left and the east and the west
What you know and the things that youll never see
Where are we?
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
Right and wrong - do you know the difference
tween the right and the left and the east and the west
What you know and the things that youll never see
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Prime Search Locations
'I went in search of a word from God.' Kevin Carney
“A modern trend, the vain search,
age of information, wisdom of the world,
looking in all the wrong places; ”
God is everywhere and within us,
God promised if we look we will find God,
some places are prime search locations,
others seductive trap a denial of God.
See also ‘Looking In All The Wrong Places’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Who'll Stop The Rain
Who'll stop the rain
Who'll stop the action
East side west side
The world moves on
I heard a rumour that fires were started
Flame in the streets and tension uncharted
Bigger than life at the edge of the city
Ashes and diamonds gleaming with pity
Who'll stop the rain
Who'll stop the action
East side west side
The world moves on
Between midnight and dawn you slept through the deadlines
Believe in me and we'll hit the tall headlines
Look up and laugh be happy today
Here come the waves count three pray
Who'll stop the rain
Who'll stop the action
East side west side
The world moves on
A global affair in big house u.s.a.
A moving violation angels over broadway
The next voice you hear will be the main attraction
The next time we love standby for action
Meet me tonight and love me for ever
Let's be happy let's be famous whatever the weather
The rain must fall and night time is calling
Golden boy and golden girl it's a great day in the morning
Who'll stop the rain
Who'll stop the action
East side west side
The world moves on
song performed by by Heaven 17
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A love to live
“I am prepared and ready to leave”
Wife was in rage which I couldn’t believe?
Who can help me to get relieved?
Why do you all stand together and connive?
It all started with fun fare
I was ready to lead her anywhere
I chose her to be as my better half
did that prove as simple joke or matter of laugh?
I did earnestly what I was supposed to do
I too expected her to fall through
We were to be one and remain in all our drive
We were to make it heaven and live
I swore in the name of God
With all sincerity and high hopes rode
Let destiny may prove my sincerity
Life was to be made worth of good quality’
No one may notice what we really achieved?
They will only observe and note how much we missed?
It is altogether not our concern to think
As we had vowed to swim together and sink
I shall worry about better tomorrow
Fall in line with her and good steps to allow
Hand in hand with full confidence to walk along
Never to find faults even if one was right or wrong
I strove very hard to accommodate her
Taking all steps for storms to wither
Bridging gap all the times and creating confidence
Clearing all lines with drawing correct inference
We may come to be known as ideal couple or pair
Not always playing music around the chair
Something more to make it worthy and worthwhile
I shall continue to look for good and live in peace meanwhile
It is how two wheels of vehicle move together
Let there be strong criticism but not to bother
Sun may shine one day and add to glory or feather
It is how we take it person in stride or honor
We have pledged to honor bond till the end
We shall remain not foe but always as friend
It will always be ruling from our side to fall
To the wishes of each other and lovingly call
Try to stand firm in our holy commitment
You should never feel sore or discontentment
It may loose the beautiful flavor and fragrance
You may not be able to walk any more with elegance
I shall not rule out scuffle orbiter talk
You may sometimes prefer not to walk
Still path may remain wide open
We got to bridge the gap and reopen
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Human Chronicles
saddened again...
to hear reports of violence
from around the world.
people, everyday people,
killed in an instant,
by rogue gunfire.
and people fighting for freedom,
standing up at all costs,
for their basic human rights.
fighting for food and shelter
in the 21st century!
the furious rabble of anger,
religions hating other religions.
fighting for the 'only god',
the 'only truth'...
and they dont even know
for whom they fight!
more earthquakes in Japan.
destruction, despair, desolation...
and yet they keep whaling!
rabid mindless fighting
in the Middle East.
threats of nuclear war,
oil, and more oil!
fighting over which side
of the street god walked on!
mosques, and temples,
weeping...
while the images of both gods,
turn away in shame!
Eorpoean countries failing,
economic collapse!
unrest in China,
boiling between the lines...
too many people
with too few rights!
Tibet, ravaged, raped, plundered...
while the world turns away!
starvation in Africa,
poverty in Haiti,
fighting in Mexico...
the list goes on...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Daniel Saw The Stone
Oh daniel saw the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Daniel saw the stone that came rolling through babylon
Daniel saw the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Coming down to redeem a mighty world
[repeat above 4 lines]
Well, meet me, jesus, meet me
Meet me in the middle of the air
cause now if these wings should fail me
Lord, I want to hitch on another pair
Oh jesus was the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Jesus was the stone that came rolling through babylon
Jesus was the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Coming down to redeem a mighty world
[repeat above 4 lines]
Oh, well the tree it was bending
Up in the heavenly land
Well, my God spoke unto the holy ghost
He said, come on and lets make man
Im looking for the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Im looking for the stone that came rolling through babylon
Im looking for the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Coming down to redeem a mighty world
[repeat above 4 lines]
Well, now, early in the morning the trumpets gonna sound
The dead and christ is gonna rise
Well, if you aint got good religion
Lord, then hell youll open your eyes
I found that stone that was hewed out the mountain
I found the stone that came rolling through babylon
I found the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Coming down to redeem a mighty world
[repeat above 4 lines]
The main difference between this version and phishs version is that phish only uses the first verse cited here (meet me, jesus, meet me). the other verse that trey sings (the only other verse) is this:
Well, I saw a weary traveler
He was walking on down the road
Well, I saw him later that evening
He was walking on down that road
[followed by the walk, walk, walk... part]
song performed by by Phish
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Looking In All The Wrong Places
'I went in search of a word from God.' Kevin Carney
A modern trend, the vain search,
age of information, wisdom of the world,
looking in all the wrong places;
“God gave knowledge and insight
in all writing and wisdom;
and Daniel himself had understanding
in all sorts of visions and dreams.” Daniel 1: 17.
Where would you seek a word from God?
Christ’s servant Paul declared
“my speech and what I preached
were not with persuasive words
or words of wisdom
but with a demonstration
of spirit and power,
that YOUR faith might be,
not in men’s wisdom
but in God’s power.” 1 Corinthians 2: 4-5.
Would you search for a word or ask God?
“So, if any one of YOU is lacking in wisdom,
let him keep on asking God,
for he gives generously to all
and without reproaching;
and it will be given him.
But let him keep on asking in faith,
not doubting at all, for he who doubts
is like a wave of the sea driven
by the wind and blown about.” James 1: 5-6.
Therefore ask in faith and you shall receive,
a promise from God, but doubt receive not. James 1: 7.
'I went in search of a word from God.' Kevin Carney
Yet if you will read the Bible, God's word,
from cover to cover, not a single word,
but a flood you will discover, God’s word.
Would you search for God’s word in the world?
It was Jesus who said “My kingdom
is no part of this world.” John 18: 36.
Paul said “For the wisdom of this world
is foolishness with God; for it is written:
“He catches the wise in their own cunning.” 1 Corinthians 3: 19.
I also went in search of God
but mostly I never left my house.
I read the Bible from cover to cover
after all it is the world’s best seller.
Every year globally the world’s best seller.
The first mass produced printed book ever.
Johannes Gutenberg’s,1452 -1455 masterpiece, movable type edition.
Bibles never since out of print; help complete; Christ’s sacred mission.
See also ‘Prime Search Locations’.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Fortuna
The wind blows east, the wind blows west,
And the frost falls and the rain:
A weary heart went thankful to rest,
And must rise to toil again, 'gain,
And must rise to toil again.
The wind blows east, the wind blows west,
And there comes good luck and bad;
The thriftiest man is the cheerfulest;
'Tis a thriftless thing to be sad, sad,
'Tis a thriftless thing to be sad.
The wind blows east, the wind blows west;
Ye shall know a tree by its fruit:
This world, they say, is worst to the best; --
But a dastard has evil to boot, boot,
But a dastard has evil to boot.
The wind blows east, the wind blows west;
What skills it to mourn or to talk?
A journey I have, and far ere I rest;
I must bundle my wallets and walk, walk,
I must bundle my wallets and walk.
The wind does blow as it lists alway;
Canst thou change this world to thy mind?
The world will wander its own wise way;
I also will wander mine, mine,
I also will wander mine.
poem by Thomas Carlyle
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I Am Alone (Part One)
I am alone
In a world
Where my friends
Have left me.
I am alone
In a world
Where my best friend
Has left the school.
I am alone
In a world
Where my friends
Have lost understanding.
I am alone
In a world
That I have
No one to turn to.
I am alone
Lost forevermore
In a world
Where darkness hides.
I am alone
In a world
Felled with doubt and despair.
And no understanding.
I am alone
My best friend
Does not come.
I am alone.
I am alone
My best friend
Is lost to me
I am alone.
I am alone
She understood me
More than the rest.
I am alone.
I am alone
We understood each other
We went through the same things.
I am alone.
I am alone
Now that she is gone
The rest cannot see
What she could.
I am alone
Now that she is gone
The rest cannot see
That I am alone.
I am Qalme Tari Mistress of Death Nat Norville.
Cretics Welcome
poem by Athena Goddess of Wisdom Lumis Light to all
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Some Things
There are some things
that are better left alone;
the past is one
for once it’s gone
you cannot get it back.
Best let it go and lay it to rest.
A lost love is another
for they probably have found someone new
and the more you search for them
the more you make yourself blue.
For there are some things
that better left alone.
The more we learn this lesson
the quicker we can move on.
Though we will retain our memories
as we move ahead.
These memories are there to comfort
at times when we are sad,
but we cannot recapture them
so it is best they remain memories
of good times we had.
As we stride into the future
new memories, we will make.
Therefore, it is best that we remember
there are some things
that are best left alone.
12 August 2008
poem by David Harris
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Middle East
In my Promised Land
In the Middle East
What will we do about terrorism?
In my Promised Land
In the Middle East
What can we do about fanaticism?
You and I on parallel lines
You and I, we are the key
Dreams are not enough
To lead and guide us
To peace
In the Middle East
Oh, oh, oh...
In the Middle East
Oh, oh, oh...
Desire for peace
Such yearning for peace
Does your country do
What you believe in?
In my Land there is war
And we're losing our soul
And ideology
Is losing meaning
You and I on parallel lines
You and I, when can we meet?
Dreams are not enough
To lead and guide us
To peace
In the Middle East
Oh, oh, oh...
In the Middle East
Oh, oh, oh...
SHOLEM SHOLEM
WEEN SHOLEM
SHOLEM SHOLEM
WEN ESSALAM
SHOLEM SHOLEM
WEEN SHOLEM
SALAM
You and I on parallel lines
You and I, we are the key
Dreams are not enough
To lead and guide us
To peace
In the Middle East
Oh, oh, oh...
WEN ESSALAM?
Oh, oh, oh...
In the Middle East
Flare lights, flowers, mothers, fathers,
Homeland, green fields and tears
Borders, rivers, desert, Dead Sea
We are the key
Flare lights, flowers, mothers, fathers,
Homeland, green fields and tears
Borders, rivers, desert, Dead Sea
When can we meet?
YERUSHALAYM
YERUSHALEM
Oh, oh, oh...
In the Middle East
Oh, oh, oh...
In the Middle East
song performed by by Ofra Haza
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A Fine Culture
They were indeed simple people
the people of the east
A FINE CULTURE they did have
the people of the east
A FINE CULTURE
the east should have given the rest
when the west brought out the 'machine'
the east brought out the 'human'
Today's world is not lacking in machine
Today's world is lacking in human
Today's east is sending 'productive men' all over
the east should have sent 'human men' all over
How did the east stray?
when did it loose it's way?
The east then found everything in simplicity
simplicity was it's strength and beauty
simplicity gave the east it's integrity
simplicity never ever gave the east an inferiority
Today the east mocks the west
the 'material' wealth of the west..has
put to rest...the
true spirit of the east
We blame it on simplicity
we say we were plundered due to our simplicity
a handed down book on simplicity
only became a liability..we say
What the west had gained
everybody did gain...the 'machine'
what the east had lost
everbody did loose...the 'human'
Today what are we in
an 'un human' man is managing a dangerous dumb 'machine'...and
THAT'S THE DANGER WE ARE IN...without
a fine culture
poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
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Why War, Why Not Peace?
Why are we in war?
Is there anything it is good for?
If there is please tell me,
because in war life is the fee.
We need to stop, this is my plea.
Is oil worth a war?
Because that’s what we’re fighting for.
A life of war and fear,
is upsetting, that is clear.
In this world every mother’s face with a tear
This war was a bad decision.
We had no clear mission,
Pointless fighting in the Middle East.
Why war, why not peace,
is an important question to say the least.
poem by Austin Alfano
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Mixed History
No love
Left London
Locked
Lonely
Lost
Like Lebanon
Londoners lived like lamas
Spitting on each others face
Lamps burnt out
in case they shined and exposed the British
Even the UN (UNable) was called to help
And soon enough a war had started
Just like in the slams of Brazil
Later on Hitler came to offer his help
He promised to the Germans that he would make their country
A better place
But instead
He made their life a living hell
War was everywhere
It even reached the US
Who decided to take the Japanese for an exam
They were used as lab rats
And a new bomb was their test
As for the Portuguese
Well...Iv'e only got one thing to say
Slave Trade!
The Egyptians
Don't even get me started on them
Their fighting each other
Like a bunch of apes
Fighting for space...
This is the human race
Or is it?
We call our selves humans
But deep inside we all know that's not true
We behave like animals
And act as one too
You have no right to tell me I'm wrong
Iv'e got proof
Just look at what happened at world war one and two
I know us the 'humans'
Have a good side too
We love each other and all
But that's a rare reality
And you know
So the fight to be king of the concrete jungle
Will never end
And the animals fighting
will continue dying
Until the full stop is found
To end the sentence
poem by Luann Soares Aranha
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In My Father's Shoes
The lamp of the bright life darkened.
When my father life was taken by God.
It was the darkest moment ever
experienced by my mother and family.
We are family of ten. I am the eldest.
That time I was twenty years of age.
A new graduate and has no job yet.
My mother's teary, query eyes was on me.
I saw in her eyes what she meant
sickly diabetic mother, ten children
with five years old as the youngest.
Thats a lot to feed in one day and on.
I was dumbstruck. Like in a black cloak
on my face with small hole to peep.
I have to visualize the future. Survival
I have to toil and family to take care of.
In storm of life we are in. We should get out.
I step up, step in to my father's shoes.
And walk to search the sunshine of hope.
Then I took the road across the ocean.
From east, to west end road sunshine I found.
At that side of the world I got the decent job.
Earnings, enough to pay my mother's
health bills and family expenses.
Finally time came, self sacrifices paid off.
My brothers and sisters finished college.
Load to my shoulders time to unload
That's I think of, but I can't.
Poverty in my native land, social cancer of sort.
Still I have to run, carry the load to bear.
To take the shoes off? Nay. Still to wear, support.
I have conscience, a heart, I care.
poem by Ency Bearis
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Ring Them Bells
Ring them bells ye heathen from the city that dreams
Ring them bell from the sanctuaries, 'cross the valleys and streams
For they're deep and they're wide, and the world's on its side
And time is a-runnin' backwards and so is the bride
Ring them bells St. Peter where the four winds blow
Ring them bells with an iron hand so the people will know
Oh it's rush hour now. on the wheel of the plow
And the sun is a-goin' down upon the sacred cow
Ring them bells sweet Martha for the poor man's son
Ring them bells so the world will know that God is one
For the shepherd is asleep where the willow weep
And the mountain is filled with lost sheep
Ring them bells - for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells - all those who are left
Ring them bells - for the chosen few
Who'll judge the many when the game is through
Ring them bells - for the time that flies
For the child who cries when innocence dies
Ring them bells St. Catherine from the top of the roof
Ring the bells from the fortress for the lilies that bloom
For the lines are long and the fighting is strong
And they're breakin' down the distance between right and wrong
song performed by by Alice In Chains
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A mother and land
Mother in any form is dear and precious,
There is no single reasons but to offer various
Bowing head with respect with clear conscious,
World recognizes it and holds it right and continuous,
In our pain she cry
She never asks why?
What do we offer her later?
It is not a new matter
Whole world debate on this delicate issue
We fail to recognize and offer no due
She is there all the time to offer solace
Whether she is in small tent or palace
She may not complain about what went wrong
She is all alone like solid rock all along
Her woes may disappear and can’t last long
This is how she ignores plight and sings a song
Her beautiful voice may sound nice in the ear
The tile may pass and result into long years
She may remain same but definitely wear
She will contain onslaught and hold the tears
What all she can offer us for future?
She has no fixed agenda or tenure
She is still holding her ground well
There is no one for her stories to tell
We run to her and seek refuge,
For us she is supreme and huge,
Not a word we hear in her dishonor
She is by our side in the critical hour,
I would prefer to stay alone to serve the mother,
Even if heaven is offered, I won’t accede to or bother,
She kept us together like birds in nest
Why we go other place and see the best?
Mother land is no less sacred,
I would prefer to lay down life and allow tears not to shed
Hold the ground near to chest and don’t desert or fled
Let whole land turn into blood with color red
to serve mother land is altogether different
It has got wider concept and looks quite apparent
What do we offer in terms of loyalty?
It is the only reason that we consider as our duty
Motherland is to be defended at any cost
No heads will be counted as lost
It is dreadful even and be remembered most
It matters less in matter of defeat or victory post
Not an inch is to be given away or bartered
to her feet thousands of lives to be offered
Our sacrifice will not go in vain
Her dignity and honor remains concern as main
Never we questioned her role as to why or what for?
What I can offer in case of hostility war?
If honor and prestige are at stake,
I will not bother and avail my sweet cake,
Mother and mother land both remain in front
I shall prefer to lay life and bear the burnt
Nothing can be so holier than her grace and elegance,
I pray and worship for her continuous presence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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