The Spirit Of Humanity
No one released us,
From the custodian,
Monarch thousands miles away,
We had the tea party at Boston,
And become Independent.
At the same time,
East India Entity,
Entered other territory,
Doing spice and weeds,
They became the subjects.
We, the human,
Have drafted our first constitution,
On the banks of Thames,
Then declared ourselves independent,
In the far away continent,
Across the Pacific Ocean
in the New World,
in American spirit.
We had gone through the rough seas,
Leaving our loved ones in Europe,
We have huge land,
With less population,
Why we go other places,
To do our business and the wars.
When we have the fire in our hearts,
We think rationally with passion.
When our needs are fulfilled,
We think selfishly without concern.
Let us share the world equally,
And live our life happily.
Innovative and democratic
Nature of Europeans,
Hard working, enterprising,
Culture of North Asians,
The energetic spirit of
South Asian, middle Eastern innocence,
Glorious African humility,
We, the human, yet to mature,
We are still the children.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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We..
No one released us,
From the custodian,
Monarch thousands miles away,
We had the tea party at Boston,
And become Independent.
At the same time,
East India Entity,
Entered other territory,
Doing spice and weeds,
We became the subjects.
We, the human,
Have drafted our first constitution,
On the banks of Thames,
Then declared ourselves independent,
In the far away continent,
Across the Pacific Ocean
in the New World,
in American spirit.
We had gone through the rough seas,
Leaving our loved ones in Europe,
We have huge land,
With less population,
Why we go other places,
To do our business and the wars.
When we have the fire in our hearts,
We think rationally with passion.
When our needs are fulfilled,
We think selfishly without concern.
Let us share the world equally,
And live our life happily.
Innovative and democratic
Nature of Europeans,
Hard working, enterprising,
Culture of North Asians,
The energetic spirit of
South Asian, middle Eastern innocence,
Glorious African humility,
We, the human, yet to mature,
We are still the children.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Where are the intelligent people?
I agree with everyone that we are over populated,
Because we have our genetic pool intact,
We have never believed in the Eugenic Movement,
that promoted the selective breeding in human,
Thousands of human were sterilized in Europe,
For they had the low IQ, as if the IQ is genetic,
Millions of men and women were slaughtered in the wars,
As the dictators trusted the inferior genes in holocaust,
Human are manipulated to live the life of single,
In the name of the son and his cross and struggle,
If the men are clever, Catholics force them to be the priests,
If a girl is beautiful and intelligent, she is sent to nunnery,
The good genes of Europeans are lost in their beliefs,
The good genes of Europeans are lost in their misbehavior,
They need the people, who have good genes in their brains,
To do the programming and to run their everyday life,
We run for it leaving our loved ones behind,
We are the coolies in their land, still proud to say that.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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From the world wars of Europe to the jungles of the Far East, from the deserts of the Middle East to the African continent, and even here in our own hemisphere, our veterans have made the world a better place and America the great country we are today.
quote by John Hoeven
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Thus, in accordance with the spirit of the Historical School, knowledge of the principles of the human world falls within that world itself, and the human sciences form an independent system.
quote by Wilhelm Dilthey
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Third culture kid
I'm a third culture kid-
a hidden immigrant;
I seem to fit in;
I've got blonde hair,
white skin and an English accent;
to look at me
you'd never realise where i've been;
that part of me is South East Asian,
American, Scottish, African, Australian;
I grew up in Hong Kong
but went to school in the United Kingdom;
first in Scotland, then in Kent;
my parents are both South African,
my boyfriend's from Spain
and my father works and lives in Bahrain-
to look at me you'd think I fit in
but i'm a third culture kid, an alien;
I just live in Britian!
poem by Danielle Moffat
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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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To You
To you...
You know where and who you are!
You are in India,
England
Africa
And other places sparkling far.
You are in Ireland
Germany
Australia...
And the Philippines.
In Isreal
Russia
Iraq and Iran...
And so many places I have not seen!
China and France...
North and South Korea.
Japan
Taiwan and Guam.
And my wishes carry beyond!
East Coast
West Coast
The North and South of America...
To places I have gone!
Jamaica, The Virgin Islands
Haiti and Cuba too!
There is so many of us alike,
We argue and fight,
Just like family members do!
We all know that is true.
And to those I did not mention...
Believe me I know you are there!
To you and the others which I did refer by name...
I just want to say to you and you alone,
Without you here it would be so very clear...
Where we now live,
Would not be the same!
No matter how you look, speak...
Or seek to acquire fame.
And to you I want it known,
That love expressed inside of us...
Came from One Entity!
And 'that' we all can claim!
To you this life was given to live.
And for you it comes to be as it is...
A life to be lived and given to maintain,
To you!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Harmony in Life
Nature churns out poems from the heart of poets;
Poets inspire many hearts to live life of freedom;
Free will inspires many to live life of love here;
But is love easy to show or share or air we breathe?
Commercialised world buys anything with money;
Money and strength physical and material rule all;
Dictate the world by military and democratic rule;
So, where is the place for freedom and love for all?
Civilised society is the hypocrisy of modern world;
Education for freedom covering all is what needed
For all humans to live in harmony with Nature
To enjoy real freedom and love poets dream often!
Human spirit with scientific mind people should live
With education that links literature and science then.
poem by Ramesh T A
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To you, for you
I am human. I am skin all over hiding
The stark reality of bones and veins
I keep my blood as rivers inside me
My mind as the air and the sea
I am human. I am a continent. I am
An island hiding this passion and desire
Inside my territory. If by chance you come
And land on my shores, I am the port
The path, I am this garden, I am this grass
I am this cloud, I am the sun and the moon,
I am human. I am all the changes that you see
I am earth, I am water, I am fire. Come!
Enjoy the amenities of my mortality.
I am human. Take everything in me.
It is all yours because You are my God.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Best Way To Liberation! (1)
As cage bird or imprisoned person we all live our life;
A soul in the body is like a prisoner in the prison here;
However joyful or sorrowful the life is freedom is bliss;
For which we all explore life, world, Nature and God!
Love makes man live in the world inspired by Nature;
Man knows love from Nature and lives better life;
Love of Art, beauty, Nature, music helps to live longer;
Due to love he lives family life far evolved from animals!
Fear is the opposing force of love perpetrated by animals;
Animals achieve all by the force of fear more than love;
But love of knowledge or education puts an end to fear
And knowledge by experience gives wisdom and culture!
Culture ennobles man from animals to live best life
As culture is best way of life based on best of acts
Covering best thoughts, best words and best deeds
Extensively satisfying all aspects of human activities!
Life is conscious existence enjoying bliss in the world;
Divine life is eternal conscious existence in bliss absolute!
Physical life is consciousness of soul powered by energy;
Divine life is consciousness of Universal Spirit everywhere!
Matter has evolved from energy powered by Universal Spirit;
Human body has time limit as all perishable commodities;
The soul within is the dropp of the Universal Soul everywhere,
That is the saturation or end point of all living souls here!
poem by Ramesh T A
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I am a FILIPINO
Malay is my race, build like
a warrior whose body and shape
ripen my strength to any battle
to protect the native land
live in a simple and fashionable
style amongst neighbor in Asia,
respected and love by the people
who share the common vision of
what is Life
thou blood shattered in every
canon and sword, the flesh conquer
the journey to live in the shield
of independent nation of the
South East countries
our home has always allure other
to walk and find life, a Paradise
to live, abundantly the sweat and
sweet mixed with passion makes the
land a great home to live on
brave as we are honest
and peace loving as we do, yet the
greatness of our smile makes the world
goes round
I am proud to be a FILIPINO
poem by Antonio Liao
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Why World Future Looks Grim
Why world future looks so grim
Why having good life could be just a dream
There are sign that end of world is near
We like it or not the doomsday soon or later will be here
As world increases in population
It consumes all the earth natural resources and creates such a disaster pollution
As People living longer and longer
Financial burden will make it impossible to provide them healthcare any longer
So there will be hard decision to make who will die or stay alive
Of course if you have enough money you could survive
Population increase will way surpass our agriculture land
At the time more population will increase food demand
Technology such as computer eventually will create massive layoff
Since computer more and more takes a jobs away from human and let them go off
Human greed and so much desire for materials will bring this world to end
Controlling human greed, world population, clean air, caring for eachother that’s the solution my friend
poem by Sam Arjomandi
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My Dream of India
I dream a dream of India,
That makes me happy and so proud;
The Asian vast peninsula-
Its glorious past makes me sing loud!
Oh, what a priceless heritage,
My Motherland is in the globe!
For sixty years, ‘bird out of cage’:
It wears a democratic robe.
Its people is its main resource;
Its integrity- its beauty;
Its unity, a unique force;
Its citizens, of love, duty!
Let communal differences go;
Let caste and regional wars abate;
Let dexterity help us more;
Let love replace the hearts of hate!
Let’s be an example to world;
Let peace prevail in every sphere;
Let’s tend to poor, downtrodden, old;
Let’s progress with minds without fear.
None should stay hungry any day;
None should stay unsheltered, I pray;
None should lie naked on the way;
God loves India- we all must say!
We want to live in amity;
We want to help our neighbors all;
We want to keep sagacity;
We’ll rise higher, each time, we fall!
My Bharat should aim for the stars!
My land should stay away from wars;
My eyes should see this dream come true;
Let’s work for this goal, me and you.
Where children smile like sun-light beams;
And content paints the Indian door-
This is the India of my dreams!
My Motherland, I love, adore.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-12-2007
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The Colors Of Human!
hands black as soot,
my feet are red....
my eyes are green,
my hair turned grey.
my soul is Asian,
my spirit Native American....
my hard working dedication,
........Hispanic.....
my people come from Ireland,
and some from Africa....
anywhere where the persecuted,
.... cut and fled!
working in the fields,
the factories, and even the mines....
cutting wood, milking cows,
working for the man.
i am human!
and i'm damn tired
of being used!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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African Spokeswoman! (Dedicated to Ngaka Motaung)
African Spokeswoman!
This is the muse of your love to all that muses;
In the land of the Rainbow Colours to enhance your joy,
And like the muse of peace to all mankind.
African Spokeswoman!
This is the joy of your muse to teach others with your works;
And like the peace of your mind that leads you on always,
But, the world will know that you care.
Dedication to you and dedication to the world of poetry! !
For, in peace we will all live than the scares of the wars around us;
However, we will always listen to the African Spokeswoman to lead us on.
Words and love to the world!
Peace and care to the human race to take care of this earth;
But, to all who care to do the right things always! !
For, wars have never solved any of the problems of mankind.
Listen to the African Spokeswoman!
Listen to her who comes from the South;
For, her muse of love is now presented to you!
And like a jolly-ride in the land of beautiful flowers.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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To Doris
She said I come from a land flanked by the warmer seas
A flat brown land that stretch for miles with hardly any trees
In my dreams I see the big game parks and the open plains I see
'Oh' Africa my Africa I hear you calling me.
I hear the male lion cough and roar and the wild hyena scream
And the Natives dance before my eyes so real to me they seem
I hear them singing in the night and their drumming I too hear
And Africa close to my heart though miles away from here.
Doris accent is a give away as accents often are
You'd know that to get to this great Land that she's had to travel far
Her lovely South African accent one never should mistake
The migrant may live far from home but ties that bind are hard to break.
A farmer's daughter from South Africa her life story ought be told
A woman close to eighty years though she doesn't look that old
A teenager in the thirties the hard life she has been through
Her only brother a prisoner of war in Europe in world war two.
Her ill mother convinced her son had died lost the will to live on
And he returned home to the tragic news that his mum was dead and gone
There's sorrow blood and tears in war and tragedy as well
And for mums with sons on battlefields life must be living hell.
She raised five sons in South Africa and one died at twenty five
Brain damaged by measles as a child she helped him to survive
And Doris with great sadness says that her son's life was far too brief
There's ups and downs in life she says and there's happiness and grief.
With her son and daughter in law she lives east of Melbourne now by road off 'One Tree Hill'
A woman from a far Country and suppose she always will
Feel homesick for her home Country, I love Australia she say
But my homeland is South Africa the brown Land far away.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I have witness many great things in this world, in this life
I have witness many great things in this world, in this life. The greatest ones by far where when my children were born. They both entered this world differently. The oldest entered calm, he entered this new world with a gentle easy calmness, an alert curiosity, not certain as to where he landed yet trusting, ready to face this new world. Seeing this new life entering the world, I saw myself entering life, all life entering life, all humanity entering life. My second child entered the world, yelling; to me his cries could have been heard all around the world, he announced himself, to the world, to life, with power, with intensity, with certainty 'I am here. '
As a preteen, as a teenager, as a young man, I had many peek experiences while playing sports. Other types of experiences as well, Creative flashes of inspiration that moved me to the core.
I have witnessed the love of the human soul, the tenderness, of the human soul, the strength, endurance, the depths, I have seen, listen to, was moved by all of the Gods of the pantheon of life, the incarnations of being. I seem them go on past endurance, yet still loving, making miracles, finding hope, making ways where there where none, for their children, for loved ones for them selves for life.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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I Have Witness Many Great Things In This World
I have witness many great things in this world, in this life. The greatest ones by far where when my children were born. They both entered this world differently. The oldest entered calm, he entered this new world with a gentle easy calmness, an alert curiosity, not certain as to where he landed yet trusting, ready to face this new world. Seeing this new life entering the world, I saw myself entering life, all life entering life, all humanity entering life. My second child entered the world, yelling; to me his cries could have been heard all around the world, he announced himself, to the world, to life, with power, with intensity, with certainty 'I am here. '
As a preteen, as a teenager, as a young man, I had many peek experiences while playing sports. Other types of experiences as well, Creative flashes of inspiration that moved me to the core.
I have witnessed the love of the human soul, the tenderness, of the human soul, the strength, endurance, the depths, I have seen, listen to, was moved by all of the Gods of the pantheon of life, the incarnations of being. I seem them go on past endurance, yet still loving, making miracles, finding hope, making ways where there where none, for their children, for loved ones for them selves for life.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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There was this huge world out there, independent of us human beings and standing before us like a great, eternal riddle, at least partly accessible to our inspection and thought. The contemplation of that world beckoned like a liberation.
quote by Albert Einstein
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So Many Blood-Lakes
We have now won two world-wars, neither of which concerned us, we were
slipped in. We have levelled the powers
Of Europe, that were the powers of the world, into rubble and
dependence. We have won two wars and a third is comming.
This one--will not be so easy. We were at ease while the powers of the
world were split into factions: we've changed that.
We have enjoyed fine dreams; we have dreamed of unifying the world; we
are unifying it--against us.
Two wars, and they breed a third. Now gaurd the beaches, watch the
north, trust not the dawns. Probe every cloud.
Build power. Fortress America may yet for a long time stand, between the
east and the west, like Byzantium.
--As for me: laugh at me. I agree with you. It is a foolish business to
see the future and screech at it.
One should watch and not speak. And patriotism has run the world through
so many blood-lakes: and we always fall in.
poem by Robinson Jeffers
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