Failure Unreconciled
Horizons level inhibited.
Self-worth unrecognized
dissipates with dream-mist.
Non-achievement condemns
accusations unbearable burden.
Ambition envisioned
unattained defines limits.
Leisure
career
pleasure.
Activities
locked
in variable
predictable
cyclic
interaction.
Future conversant
frustrated endeavour.
Jehovah beg-pardon
do I bore omnipotent you?
As much as your hedonistic
materialistic cannibalistic.
Dismal oppressive contested.
Dirt world bores opossum I!
Late twentieth century.
Neo-liberal policy.
An escalating booming.
Greed is good mentality.
An every male female
for himself herself.
Coveting crave culture.
God take tender
gauge measure troweled pity;
send mediating madman
to put liberating bullet!
Through rotten
insupportable incompatible;
fruitless worthless
‘I had a dream’
fever dream exploiting time.
Masters of War
target kill charismatic
peacemakers who lead populace
civil rights movements.
Before awhirling
insurrection
warped world
leaves
insurgent psychic
peacemaker stark dead.
Stark victim
fleeced exploited
like a lark.
A caged
hollow ruin
insane.
Is no threat
to gulf war mongers
feasting on war profit.
A new world order
made to measure wars
fought in foreign other
subjugated countries.
Weapons of mass destruction...
war on terror is pulp fiction...
propaganda; legitimizing resources;
coveted; seized grasped controlled;
exploited; oiling war industry...
promotion manufacture sales production!
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Blessed Are The Peacemakers Terminated!
If war is a million dollars
a minute industry?
Or a billion dollars!
Then vested productive
effort those producing
weapons of profit war
weapons of mass destruction
finance target budget a policy
maintaining profit established...
Bloody Status Quo!
This tradition conservative
policy
kill the enemy peacemaker
let the peacemaker
inherit the earth
all six foot of earth.
Is merely good business sense!
But would you really
want to kill
Osama Bin Laden?
Ah there is the rub
rub out peacemaker
profit threatening peacemaker!
But kill Osama Bin Laden?
No! Put a huge advert bounty
on his head but do not kill him dead!
My God! No! That would be bad for business!
Osama Bin Laden! The man’s inspirational!
He’s so good so good for sales killing business!
Man is a killing weapons selling phenomena!
The most wanted man on the planet?
This is a powerful catchy him not slogan!
This is sensational weapons salesmanship hype!
Is he really wanted?
A 25 million dollar pay out
for legendary dead or alive!
Is extremely bad investment... in promotion killing business!
We cannot be having real death of top gun!
Death of a Salesman weapons selling phenomena!
Agencies assist escape of top terrorist selling profit gun gun gun!
Terminate peacemakers!
John F. Kennedy!
Malcolm X!
Martin Luther King!
Enemies of State
Orchestrated; Profit
Producing Vietnam War!
War incited in Vietnam Laos Cambodia!
Keep rolling red dice dealing death death death of innocents!
Profit Profit Profit for Masters Making! Creating New International Wars!
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Twentieth Century Fox
Written by The Doors
Well, she's fashionably lean
Hey and she's fashionably late
She'll never gonna wreck a scene
She'll never break a date
But now she's no drag
Just watch the way that she walks
She's a twentieth century fox
She's a twentieth century fox
She's got world, she's got the world
All locked up inside a plastic box
She's a twentieth century fox, oh yeah
She's the queen of cool
And she's the lady who waits
Sent to manless school
She never gonna hesitate
Well know she don't waste her time
On all this elementary talk
She's a twentieth century fox
She's a twentieth century fox
She got the world, babe,
Now she got this world
She got it all locked up
Inside some kind of plastic plastic box
She's a Twentieth century fox, oh yeah
She's a Twentieth century fox, oh yeah
She's a Twentieth century fox, oh yeah
She's a Twentieth century fox
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Twentieth Century Man
Music :rudolf schenker
Lyrics:klaus meine
In the jungle of these times
Honest loves so hard to find
In the world of video
Computers tell you what to do
The worlds devoted to the dollar sign
Remote-controlled and on the line
Plug in man on the rack
Waiting for a heart attack
And no chance to die
No more space for love
The world gets really tough
Cant you see the end
Twentieth century man?
In the jungle of these times
Theres nothing left for them to buy
They look for God on the screen
Theyve got even dream-machines
They are mesmerized
No more space for love
The world gets really tough
Cant you see the end
Twentieth century man?
No more space for love
The world gets really tough
Cant you see the end
Twentieth century man?
song performed by by Scorpions
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Become A Person Of Value: Vote Peace
It was Albert Einstein who said
'Try not to become a man of success,
but rather try to become a man of value.'
I forgive my humble point, fail to see value,
in nations press gang forcing their top league
nuclear physicists into race creating insane;
weapons of mass destruction to obliterate
foreign flag civilian cites filled with victim
men women children military maps targeted;
propaganda sold to herd morons tax supporting,
believing in first strike winnable nuclear holocaust.
'M.A.D. not meaning insane but Mutual Assured
Destruction.20 megatons a bomb equals
a thousand Hiroshima's.' Manhattan Project
Trinity Test Gadget plutonium bomb atop;
a 100-foot tower is ghost nuclear nightmare haunting
threatening human race survival doomed to 'dumb'
prepared (deep underground military bunkers) elite;
classified selected citizens living in new age cities,
your plebs tax dollar paid for, never knew existed?
Hide in earthquake proof caves below molten seas.
War sick skull & bones millions of dollars a minute
industry playing Russian Roulette with Peacemaker
nuclear Missiles political leadership new world order!
I reaffirm what I proclaimed in 1984 world vision.
'Bacteria, from millions of unburied dead,
produce all manner of admirable epidemics.
Your immune system - ruined by radiation
you are at merciless mercy of horrific plagues.
The luckless living envy the ashen dead.'
It was Albert Einstein who said
'Try not to become a man of success,
but rather try to become a man of value.'
I think I'm onto it, victims of vision dreams, live this formula.
It is wrong to stockpile play with arsenals of nuclear weapons!
Illuminati kill peacemakers Gandhi, Malcolm X, Doctor King.
'The flash of the president's pen
deals with the life of men.
Starting a war settling a score
all happens so far away.
(Invasion Iraq Afghanistan Libya
puppet oil wars killing your sons.)
Why gamble your life away
why drink into the grave
why sign the death of an age?
It takes a man to say he's wrong
a man to stop the bomb;
any imbecile can push a button.'
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Twentieth Century Fox
Well, shes fashionably lean, and shes fashionably late
Shell never wreck a scene, shell never break a date
But shes no drag, just watch the way she walks
Shes a twentieth century fox, shes a twentieth century fox
No tears, no fears, no ruined years, no clocks
Shes a twentieth century fox, oh yeah
Shes the queen of cool, and shes the lady who waits
Sent to manless school, it never hesitates
She wont waste time, on elementary talk
cause shes a twentieth century fox, shes a twentieth century fox
Got the world locked up, inside a plastic box
Shes a twentieth century fox, oh yeah
Twentieth century fox, oh yeah
Twentieth century fox
Shes a twentieth century fox
song performed by by Doors
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One of These Days...
I HAVE a dream
someday, the good like us
must triumph...
i share this dream with you
because you are a good man too
one of these days
the world will be greener
seas freed from pollution
water resources shared
food, shelter, clothing
becoming a right for all
without discrimination....
i have a dream for good men to
fulfill,
and this i am sharing with you
because you are a good man too
shall we be silent some more
for the bad to
run over us all?
good men as we are
we must fulfill this dream
a world for all of us
less the greed, the abuse of power,
the brutality upon one another....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder” (The Billion-Dollar Question)
We must all stay aware…..,
Of the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder….,
It’s been increasing for years….,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !
Can’t dare turn our backs….,
On the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
It’ll sneak up and kill us…,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !
It’s hard to believe and conceive….
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
That’s why so many are blind….,
To the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder …! ! !
We’ve seen the bloody attacks…..,
Of the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
So we must face the facts….,
On the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !
Yes they’re after us all…,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
Their radical religion condones it….,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !
Can we control it or stop it….,
So it won’t go any further….? ? ?
That’s the billion-dollar question….,
On the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder …! ! !
poem by Trade Martin
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Dare to dream.
dare to dream of far off lands,
dream of of deserts covered in sand,
dream of a future filled with hope,
dream of a place where evil never spoke.
dare to dream of powerful things,
dream of mighty and caring kings,
dream of a word without yells or wars,
dream of a world with open doors.
dream in colour not in black and white,
change the world without a fight,
shout out loud and may your voice be heard,
people will smile with your every word.
We are the generation of tomorrow, let us change the world.
poem by Zoe Martin
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Broken wings of Angels
angels came form a distance time, a time within a
moment of eternity, where even the light rays and
a millions time of infinity could only smell the
shadow of its existence
expose my soul to the profane world and judge me in
my powerless strength to my weakness, an offshoot
of my being human in this changing world
mingle my day to a life time, where I know my
eyes is close who wouldn't only witness the existed and
exploited world who has now have eaten and come
to conquer the weaknesses of every flesh
exploit my hunger, my thirst of adolescent, my
untainted mind to the world of unworthy pleasure, my
young dream of the future, my ambition to my ideal
world to come, my promises of what I am of this
life I always cherish
this moment of pleading wouldn't only reach your heart
and calls your soul to shield my destiny to take with me
the yoke that leads me to a dream where I may stay
may the wings I shattered be resembled in the wind you
touch and take my broken wings to fly in your heart,
that blew my feather to the nesting rest of breath be in
the glory of my soul
poem by Antonio Liao
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In this dream
In this dream i was pretty in this dream i had hair,
in this dream I was real In this dream i didnt care.
In a world unreal in this dream i was cruel,
In this world i was cool but i acted like a fool.
In this world i felt pretty when i looked in the mirror,
now im tryna get back to see myself even clearer.
In this world I was loved, In this dream i was respected,
In this world I had time to go back and correct it.
In this Dream In this Dream where there were no more lying,
In this dream no more trying I was through with crying
poem by alyaisa S.S.S
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I Dream
Every night as moon come out
It’ so late, I get tired and go sleep
I dream
About my past and you
It could be good/ bad memories
I don't mind
Some are hilarious, stupid, crazy, anything else
I dream
It can be about anything I pictures
I just need use my imagination
One dream I have was that I was
Living in a world where everything was made out of
Food and drinks that is a fun world to live in
I dream
It place to relax my mind and
Relief from long day
I dream
It can be scary, romantic, cool, or
Fun or anything I want it to be
It's a fantasy world to enjoy
It can have meaning
There something in your life that bothering you or
What happen that day so you are dreaming about it
I dream
poem by Christina Phan
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Tonight In Dream
Tonight I dreamt a dream
In dream I saw you
Your fair enchanting hue
Which attracted my view
In my sweet dream
In boat, I was sailing
Sailing downstream
And viewing nature
You were enjoying ice-cream
And I gazing at nature's creature
Fun was full upto brim
In, it we were taking pleasure
Enjoyment in the dream
Who can measure?
Life is like a stream
You are my treasure
You are soft like cream
Touching you is a pleasure
It's just a dream
Today is leisure
poem by Shashikant Nishant Sharma
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20th Century Man
This is the age of machinery,
A mechanical nightmare,
The wonderful world of technology,
Napalm hydrogen bombs biological warfare,
This is the twentieth century,
But too much aggravation
Its the age of insanity,
What has become of the green pleasant fields of jerusalem.
Aint got no ambition, Im just disillusioned
Im a twentieth century man but I dont wanna be here.
My mama said she cant understand me
She cant see my motivation
Just give me some security,
Im a paranoid schizoid product of the twentieth century.
You keep all your smart modern writers
Give me william shakespeare
You keep all your smart modern painters
Ill take rembrandt, titian, da vinci and gainsborough,
Girl we gotta get out of here
We gotta find a solution
Im a twentieth century man but I dont want to die here.
I was born in a welfare state
Ruled by bureaucracy
Controlled by civil servants
And people dressed in grey
Got no privacy got no liberty
Cos the twentieth century people
Took it all away from me.
Dont wanna get myself shot down
By some trigger happy policeman,
Gotta keep a hold on my sanity
Im a twentieth century man but I dont wanna die here.
My mama says she cant understand me
She cant see my motivation
Aint got no security,
Im a twentieth century man but I dont wanna be here.
This is the twentieth century
But too much aggravation
This is the edge of insanity
Im a twentieth century man but I dont wanna be here.
song performed by by Kinks
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What Do You Dream About?
Have you ever met anybody who does not dream?
All of us have dreamt of something good or bad before
Some dreams are believed to foretell the future
While few dreams remind us of things we have forgotten
Other dreams are just hallucination and nightmare
What do you dream about?
Some people dream every night
While the others dream once a while
Do you dream straight or opposite?
To dream straight is to see a vision
To dream straight is to have a revelation
Is your dream good, bad or frightening?
Has your dream ever come true?
Do you day-dream or dream while you sleep?
What do you really dream about?
Politicians dream of winning elections
Students dream of passing exams
Soldiers dream of winning battles
Everybody dreams of promotion on the job
Fishermen dream of catching lots of fishes
Some men see their future wives in a vision
Few women see their future husbands in a dream
Almost everybody dreams of winning the lottery
What do you actually dream about?
Many see their enemies in a dream
Few see their true friends in a vision
Others found solutions to their problems in a dream
Can we live on earth without dreaming?
Your answer is as good as mine
Whatever you may dream about
I hope your good dreams come true
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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My First Poem
I lost somewhere before u dream,
I lost somewhere before u dream.
D day u dream d day I lost,
D day u dream d day I lost
Its d day d dream come true
I lost in woods d fire beneath
Dreaming the eyes d dream come true,
D day u dream d day I lost,
I lost in world d world of souls,
No matter what u wear, what u eat,
It only matters what u did what u think,
I lost somewhere before u dream,
I lost somewhere before u dream.
D day u dream d day I lost,
Opens d heart in soul rest mind,
Opens d sky as a sapphire of life,
No more bondings,
No more relations,
No more feels,
No more heals,
No more limits,
No more hopes,
D day I become an independent being
Its d day d dream come true,
D day u dream d day I lost,
I lost somewhere before u dream,
I lost somewhere before u dream……
poem by Imnt Alive
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So Many Changes
As I sit here thinking of what to say
I sort through my thoughts of what's important to me.
There has been so many changes, yet so much more to be done
And a whole world out there for me to see.
The importance of the individual is the single greatest
achievement of the 20th century.
I dream of a time when we can all come together
To better our community relationships
Which could enable us to make a difference
Ridding us of racism, sexism, greed, and
ruthless businesses.
In order to succeed in the future
It's imperative that we prepare to accept human diversity
with respect and without compromise.
So we have to ask our self's, What surprises does the 20th century
hold for us?
Dianna Nally
poem by Dianna Nally
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Dream of a World
I dream of a world
Where the sky's always blue
Where there's sunlight and warmth
Where I'm always with you
I dream of a world
Where it's not quite the same
Where not everything's seen
Where I whisper your name
I dream of a world
Where I'm free to exist
Where I let my dreams fly
Where I'll never be missed
I dream of a world
I dream that it's true
I dream that I know
That you dream of it too.
©FGennari2008
poem by Jenny Diamond
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Gone Too Far
Kelly stands by the water
With a gun in her hand
She won't believe in the future
In a world made by man
There's nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
With so much to say and no time
Have we gone too far?
In a world so scarred
Have we gone too far?
Dream away
Joseph stands in the desert
With a gun in his hand
Brother still killing brother
Cold within this eastern land
There's nowhere to run
There's nowhere to hide
With so much to do and no time
Have we gone too far?
In a world so scarred
Have we gone too far?
Dream away
Gone too far
In a world so scarred
Have we gone too far?
Dream away
There must be some other way
A hundred years from green to grey
Close my eyes I'm safe today
Blindly fade away
Gone too far
In a world so scarred
Have we gone too far?
Dream away
Dream away
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Ode
We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems.
With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down.
We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth,
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o'erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world's worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.
poem by Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy
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Seven day-deams
When I was a child, I had a dream
A dream to be like some one
I do not remember, who or why it was
When I was a boy, I had a dream
A dream to be a grown up
Amongst grown ups, as I envisioned
When I was a youth, I had a dream
A dream to make my mother proudly
Cos', she was dreaming to be proud of me
When I was a man, I had a dream
A dream to reach a plateau, one day
Amongst my colleagues already up there
Day I became a father, I had a dream
A dream to be a proud father
That being my bounden and divine duty
I had no choice, but, strove day and night
Lokzi, Podzi and Chutzi, most precious trio
Thank you, for making me proud, at last
Can never be better, I am sure
For, I shall not dream any more, for you
Being proud, nonetheless, I have a dream
A dream to say-so the world aloud
Best way to be proud, if you like
Is to dream, dream and dream
As a matured, I have a final dream
A dream to stop dreaming any more
Day I tame my craving desires
I'll be there, then, adieu to all of you all!
Jayatissa K.Liyanage
poem by Jayatissa Liyanage
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