Are These Not Our Choices?
we are sometimes
as human beings
as inferior beings
too smart
too sharp
too insolent
for our own good
for the good of others
for the good of community
the quick wit
the ready wit
the sharp tack
may be entertaining
may be a joy to behold
may be a blessing to friends
may be a blessing to us all
or is usually of good heart
or is relatively harmless
or is a minor inconvenience at worst
a minor discomfort
a minor difficulty
a minor annoyance
the clever
possessing intelligence
mental alertness
can be witty amusing
or disrespectful
impertinent abusive
but the shrewd
calculating
in business
other dealings
may bless aid us!
or fleece curse us!
the sharp minds
may perceive protect us
or cause sharp
stinging sensations
as they cut into our senses
the sharp minds
may cause mild
embarrassment
or even acute
shame humiliation
the choice may range
from creative witticism
to unpleasant criticism
a spoken or written
opinion expressed
may be right or wrong
may encourage
or point out find fault
considered judgment
assessment of qualities
is a moral obligation!
analysis
appreciation
uplifting praise
caring intentions
or censure
disapproval
disparagement
condem nation
which are your choices?
the smart asses
are less dangerous
than the con artists
and the stalkers
the insolent
may be disrespectful
in speech or behaviour
may be aggressive
but this is not wise!
in life it is not possible
to ever be too wise!
we do not see
we do not perceive enough
know enough
to always fully realize
the consequences of our choices
we are never wise enough
for the deceptive shadows of this world
we can never be too wise
sadly none of us are perceptive
enough wise enough often enough
but classic dumb ass
seems to be
always a dime a dozen!
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Poor Neglect Wilt
no time spent
thinking what
is good or not
no read real audience
a quiet voice that
sets sharp razor teeth
of demons on edge
from time to time
wise will believe not
in nationalism
that calls evil good
wise befriend
the poor that
no one else
usually wants
the poor neglect
outcast wilt
wise wisdom greet
with most
reverend
heart respect
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Wise Up
Got myself in this situation,
Im not sure about.
Climbing in where theres temptation,
Can I get back out?
I never can quite find the answer,
The one I want to hear.
The one that justifies my action
Says the coast is clear.
Something on the outside
Says to jump on in,
But something on the inside
Is telling me again,
Chorus:
Better wise up.
Better think twice.
Never leave room for compromise.
You better wise up.
Better get smart.
And use your head to guard your heart.
Its gonna get rough,
So you better wise up.
Take a look at your intentions,
When you have to choose.
Could it be that apprehension,
Might be telling you,
To back off now is better,
So take your heart and run.
But get your thoughts together,
Before they come undone.
(repeat chorus)
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice.
You got to wise up.
You got to. you got to.)
To back off now is better,
So take your heart and run.
But get your thoughts together,
Before they come undone.
(repeat chorus)
So you better wise up.
Better think twice.
And never leave room for compromise.
Oh, you better wise up.
Better get smart.
And use your head to guard your heart.
Its gonna get rough,
So you better wise up.
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice. (hohhhh!)
You got to wise up. (oh, yeah!)
You got to. you got to.)
So you better wise up, now....
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice. (better wise up, yall!)
You got to wise up.
You got to. you got to. (oh, yeah!))
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice. (better...)
You got to wise up. (oh, you better wise up, now....)
You got to. you got to. (ohhhhh, yeah!!!))
(you got to wise up. (hoo! hoo, hoo, hoo, hoooooooo-hoo!!)
You got to think twice.
You got to wise up.
You got to. you got to. (oh, got to show yo, yeah!))
(you got to wise up.
You got to think twice. (hoaa!! oowwwww!!!)
You got to wise up.
You got to. you got to.)
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Book Of Gloom
IT is a fault oneself to praise,
And yet 'tis done by each whose deeds are kind;
And if there's no deceit in what he says,
The good we still as good shall find.
Let, then, ye fools, that wise man taste
Of joy, who fancies that he s wise,
That he, a fool like you, may waste
Th' insipid thanks the world supplies.
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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The King and The Wise Man
A king asks to a wise man:
'Should my heart hot?
Full of energy and blood
Or should my heart cold?
Full of calculation and plot'
A wise man answers:
'Should your heart warm
So everybody could feel calm
In your arms'
A king asks to a wise man:
'Should my heart black?
Rules my kingdom with fear and dark
Or should my heart white?
Always lives in the world's bright side'
A wise man answers:
'Should your heart grey
The color of human that wants to seek
What's wrong and right'
A king asks to a wise man:
'Should my heart hard?
Strong like steel that can't be beaten by anyone
Or should my heart soft?
Harmless like cotton that easily touched by everyone'
A wise man answers:
'Should your heart flexible
Mold like rubber that could protect people you love'
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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A Minor Key
A minor key, a minor key
has really taken over me.
It's got me low, so darned low
as low as I can ever go.
Those saddened tones with its minor 3rds
have influenced what I say with words.
So many days have passed me by
when the minor 3rds have made me cry.
Tomorrow I'll raise them a half tone
to stop the pain that seems to have grown.
Oh sweet music take me back
to a major sound. It's what I lack.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Reality Of Life
The preacher, during this senseless life, have seen everything
Everything including a nation dies for being right
Everything including immoral lives to his prime
Destroy yourself not for being too good or acting you know it all
Destroy yourself not for being too evil or acting as a major deceiver
Stay on the right track
Stay on the midpoint of life
Trust God and there’s nothing impossible
Be sensitive
Be wise
Then you’ll be tougher than those powerful leaders
You are not alone
I am not alone
Not a single person in this world always does right
Heard not those things every person says,
Everyone cursed everybody
Haven’t you cursed your neighbor as well?
Be smart
Try to understand life’s entire question
Life is the hardest lesson
In every question, an answer is too much
Too much to understand
Therefore, study everything you can understand
Learn from every lesson
Be wise enough to discover what life is all about.
Ask yourself why it is stupid and senseless to be an evil fool
Understand the answers
God created us with honesty
But we end up with twisted minds
No one is smart enough to explain all life’s questions
Just be wise
It makes you cheerful and gives you a smile
(Inspired from: The Book of Ecclesiastes 7: 15-29; 8: 1 CEV)
poem by Shelomith Noarbe
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Two Wise Men
there is a legacy, an old legacy of two books
the old books of ancient
the ancient wisdom
of two men
two wise men
with good hearts
and good minds
one by name of Luqman
and the other man
is the great porphet-king Solomon
I didn't find these two books
but I found
THe wise words
of these two men
The songs
of wisdom's book
pouring from the heaven
to the heart
the MAN with NO FAITH in ALLAH
is NO MAN
BE faithful then your illness is all gone
THere is holy obligation upon man
care for parents as they care
then be fair free from bias
upon your self
upon your men
or your enemy
you will win; then and ofter
in this life
and thereafter
poem by Sallam Yassin
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Who Is The Master?
When you first light up a fag
It doesn’t taste too good
But you will be its master yet
Indeed you will, you should
For you must be so hip and cool
Like all the other smokers
They are smart and clever people
Not like those other jokers
They’re so smart that they can draw
A fag between their lips
And blow out smoke so easily
While making witty quips
The smoke drawn deeply from the fag
Is noxious, there’s no doubt
And by sheer logic, must be true
It’s noxious what’s blown out
A minor detail, not your concern
What’s crucial’s how you look
You’ve got to breathe it in and out
And not look like you’re crook
Once you can do that, you are like them
That cool and clever crowd
At last, you’ve made it to their world
And you can shout out loud
I can smoke without a choke
I have become its master
But wait a second, I have found
That it became mine faster
poem by Alessandra Liverani
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A Human Being
[INSPIRED BY JON LONDON'S 'UNHEARD EARTH'
THANK YOU FRIEND JON]
Truth has been known here for long
truth has not grown into a song
MAN'S IDENTITY
seems to be causing
more and more of casualities
WHO AM I?
WHO ARE WE?
WHAT IS THE TRUE BOND
BETWEEN US
on a day to day
on a minute to minute
on a dawn to dawn
on a flower to flower
well in every flowering
we look at this truth
face to face
we as HUMAN BEINGS
have started focusing
we have made ourselves sharp
sharp and focused....we become
something other than a
HUMAN BEING
In life from then on
we deal with the focus and sharpness..that
the others are made up of
the natural glitter in the child's eye
we loose slowly...and
that is the absolute happiness
that we loose
from the best receptor
we become
the best attacker
we never relate
we only deal with
focused and sharp
HUMAN BEINGS
who they are not
AS HUMAN BEINGS
we are the greatest naturally
AS HUMAN BEINGS
we are the greatest receptors of all
till then.....
let us be the receptors of all
Focus and sharpness
has made us into some thing else
we no longer interact as HUMANS
A competitive edge
survival of the fittest
all these have made us
into something else
just as law cannot
similarly a diplomat
cannot...connect
us with our lives
as individual receptors
we have so many sharp ends
we are not aware of..ours is a birth
of HAPPINESS
There is no two sides
to happiness
not a grim looser..there is none
to a bright winner
LIFE HAS TO BE LIVED
THERE IS NOTHING TO WIN HERE
poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
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Autoharp
You are my autoharp
I push every button on your body
I push the a minor, the e flat, the f major
And especially the c sharp 7
You are my autoharp
I play every string in your mind
And even when I play them very loud
They keep in tune
But how will they sound soon
You are my autoharp
I bought you in a pawnshop in virginia
You were cheap but in good condition
Longing for someone to take you on an exotic trip
You are my autoharp
I carried you all over the world
In my hard case called the heart
Youre the reason for my blood to keep running
Through my veins every album again
song performed by by Hooverphonic
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I've Been Reading....
a lot, yes a lot,
i have never stopped reading
that is what they want
they want a mind
a very well read man
with a very sharp mind
for what purpose then?
it is not a sharp mind for sharp mind's sake
you know what i mean
it is a castle with a moat
a parapet with a sharp shooter guard
you know what i mean
what they need is someone they can use
and use so well
for their own ends... a sharp mind
which can shoot like a gun
and shoot rapidly and
accurately
to kill all the enemies of the family
one that can protect this clan
and protect it
so well, and not just that,
but one who can go beyond it
amass other people's wealth
twist arguments in the family's favor
oh yes, i read a lot
and have more knowledge and a deeper understanding
Papa died a long time ago
he lost his fortune and brother says
that i who has a sharper mind than him
shall recover
what we have lost...
and must take revenge
and take what is not ours, oh yes, and go beyond all those
rules
and go around them
and this is where
i surrender, something that i understand so well
and hence
cannot do
what i am being told to do.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ch 08 On Rules For Conduct In Life - Admonition 10
Wrath beyond measure produces estrangement and untimely kindness destroys authority. Be neither so harsh as to disgust the people with thee nor so mild as to embolden them.
Severity and mildness together are best
Like a bleeder who is a surgeon and also applies a salve.
A wise man uses neither severity to excess
Nor mildness; for it lessens his authority.
He neither exalts himself too much
Nor exposes himself at once to contempt.
A youth said to his father: ‘O wise man,
Give me for instruction one advice like an aged person.’
He said: ‘Be kind but not to such a degree
That a sharp-toothed wolf may become audacious.’
If You Be Wise
See her candle,
Waver in the window of her summer night.
Lying on the breeze,
She tries to fall asleep.
Flights of fancy,
Dancing through her memories like arabian nights.
He is riding on his wings of fire,
And flies away.
She can still hear him say.
If youll be wise,
If youll be smart,
Dont let a travelin man take your heart.
Take my advice,
Dont let it start,
Youll think youre different from the rest.
Youll try to do your part,
Until he breaks your heart.
Lunch for the lonely,
Looking at picture postcards of someone elses scene.
Somehow they dont seem real,
The seas too green.
Somebody calls her,
Giving out information,
About the boy on the moon.
Suddenly its all too much,
To be told,
What she already knows.
If youll be wise,
If youll be smart,
Dont let a travelin man take your heart.
Take my advice,
Dont let it start,
cause youve been told too many times.
(instrumental)
If youll be wise,
If youll be smart,
Dont let a travelin man take your heart.
Take my advice,
Dont let it start,
cause youve been told too many times.
If youll be wise,
If youll be smart,
Dont let a travelin man take your heart.
Take my advice,
Dont let it start,
cause when he comes and needs a friend,
Hell do it all again.
Better be smart,
Hes breakin your heart,
Find you another lover.
Better be wise,
And open your eyes,
This time.
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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Look Sharp
Big shot, tell you what
Tell me what goes on around here
Go on and get me in the corner
Smoke my cigarettes and drink my beer
Tell me that this world is no place for the weak
Then you can look me in the eye
And tell me if you see a trace of fear
You gotta look sharp
You gotta look sharp
And you gotta have no illusions
Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder
Okay, what you say
Tell me what theyre wearing this year
Go on and laugh at me cause you dont see
That I got something going right here
Say Im just a dreamer
Say Im just a kid
Well ace, shut your face
Maybe you will see or hear
You gotta look sharp
You gotta look sharp
And you gotta have no illusions
Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder
Big shot, thanks a lot
Gotta go its getting late
I got a date with my tailor now
Thanks for putting me so straight
Tell me how they run the crime down every street
But check your watch and wallet now
Before I go and youre too late
You gotta look sharp
You gotta look sharp
And you gotta have no illusions
Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Black crow
It is unpleasant to see black crow
I keep the stones ready to throw
No one likes constant ka-ka noise
Very sharp, intelligent bird and wise
We may know nothing about them
They have dirty work and no fame
How much useful they are to mankind?
We don’t know yet but still mind
They get wind of everything early
Find out remains and eat them calmly
They serve the mankind in best way
We neglect them and keep at bay
It has no lovely feature and look
People have painted them clever and crook
They need not search for any fresh food
For them garbage is nice or very good
There would have been spread of epidemic
If the removal of dirt is not systematic
They come to the help and clear the area
No need to invite them or make any plea
They are fearful of human being
Always fly away with powerful wing
With one voice they flock in thousands
Meal is over in friction of seconds
They provide us very noble service
All our essential needs they suffice
Think of them if they are not there
The dirt will remain as and where
They are not liked by because of color
We may not remain in vicinity due to odor
This is their best choice and favorite dish
They will have fist if they find meat and fish
They are in real sense enemy of diseases
Good health prevails and epidemic ceases
How can they be called mean scavengers?
When they are clean agent and messengers
They deserve to be cared by bird lovers
They can’t take place of eye movers
Still they are haunted by everybody
They come and eat unnoticed by anybody
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The sayings of the wise are like the sharp sticks that shepherds use to guide sheep.
Sonnet: The Fulcrum
The Balance of Life, an angel does hold,
With fulcrum, pans of good deeds and of sin;
Man tries to alter the fulcrum, so bold,
With a bid, the Final Judgment to win.
But, what a pity? He doesn’t realize,
God’s balance is the most perfect of all!
An earthling shouldn’t be always worldly-wise,
And not listen to the Heavenly call.
The few remnant virtues, a man holds back,
O’er-shadowed by sins and his growing vice;
And ultimately, he is sure to lack,
The money needed for Heaven’s fair price!
The worldly-wise man is a trend-setter!
The soul-wise human, a Heaven-getter!
poem by John Celes
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I Walk The Night
I walk the night
And think about
So many friends
No longer here
Kind people wise people good people
Others may too ask about me
Why did this good person
Have to die?
We human beings
Small as we are
Can only ask
We have no answer
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Risk Writing Politics Religion
if you would write about politics
religion the world in graphic highlights
beware power perturbed consequences
writing about sly world religion politics
with truth perception has cutting edges
sharp edges cut all falling within range blades
truth makes enemies of those hiding in shadows
truth pisses off lazy blind ignorant excuses
truth generates hate mail stalker consequences
truth often sharp someone somewhere offends
stalkers enemies means relevant observations
as long as it offends truth responsibilities demands
beware sight truth crusaders passion writers
ask them of truth at peril of sting accuracy words
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Relationships
‘I love him – that’s why we’re together…’
‘I love her too – but sometimes
we drive each other up the wall…’
If your past, mate, were her past –
this person that you ofttimes love;
if her pain – which she does not
herself understand, yet feels;
(and always at the wrong time for you..):
if her self-awareness – sometimes
so sharp and so perceptive –
matched at every moment
your fluctuating, sometime
equally sharp, perceptive, own –
then, you would think and act
exactly as she does…
ah, there’s forgiveness;
there’s compassion; and there’s peace;
and then, there’s only - love;
there’s only love.
Love is always now;
and then, there’s only love.
(With acknowledgements to Eckhart Tolle…)
poem by Michael Shepherd
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