Unification Of Currencies!
During independence one pound equaled one rupee,
After sixty five years it equals eighty rupees,
Pound and dollars are getting stronger,
Poor men's currencies getting weaker,
What a manipulation in the money market! !
To suck the anemic blood of the emerging target,
When talk of globalization, let us globalize,
Not only the commodities manufactured,
Intellectual properties that created,
Heavy machinery with highly CHIPped,
Command the higher and uniform values,
throughout the world, To the convenience of
richly indebted countries to get the profit,
Let us make the uniform curries to chase away the poverty.
Let us be frank and bold to face the reality,
let us not pretend to keep only our welfare as priority,
Let us think of the welfare of the humanity.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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No Access To Fast Food, Branded Clothes And
The creation of nations,
that have passion,
for money and power,
is the absolute poverty.
Not having the access,
to shelter, food and clothing,
to have a healthy living.
Fifteen percent Americans,
fall under poverty line,
and they earn,
less than,
ONLY 22K American dollar,
per year.
In other parts of the world,
people live,
in appropriate poverty,
and they live on,
2 dollars a day,
six hundred dollars a year,
five people can eat,
have shelter and simple clothing,
still they are healthy.
slim and fit.
Europeans are clever,
to make the people to believe,
that they are poor,
earning only 800 Euro a month,
Which is above,
the average annual income,
of many developing nations,
where people have,
no access to any wealth and health.
All of us stay in the same earth,
but the value of properties,
and the rental acquired,
through the properties,
differ substantially.
Politicians of the poor nations,
have abysmal knowledge on economics.
To be a rich nation,
we should have values,
but these clowns are short sighted,
to look at the value,
of their own properties!
Do not say that they are poor,
because the term poor itself,
will be ashamed,
for using its credibility,
for wrong purpose.
Please do not call them poor,
when the nations are able to provide them,
the food, shelter and health care.
Find a suitable word,
and leave the poor alone,
who have no access,
to any of these comforts on their own,
and their nations,
are unable to provide them,
the access to the comfort.
Reason for writing this poem.
The feelings of the poor are the same through out the world, irrespective of the countries that they are staying, but the proper definition for poverty should be clarified before classifying the people as poor, which means the poor of one country may be considered as the rich in another country. Then what is the real meaning for poverty?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Actions and Karma
As long as the poor people are hungry,
Narcotic departments of certain countries,
Are active and on their toes.
As long as the poor people starve for food,
The children of rich countries,
Crave for drugs.
As long as the war ridden countries are helpless,
The welfare departments of developed nations,
Have to help their single mothers.
As long as the anemic blood of poor is sucked,
the habits of evolved human beings,
ruin their own happiness.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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A Passion For Money!
Dollar, Euro, Pound, Yen, Dinar or Rupee currencies,
Money passion drives one deep even into the abyss!
Money passion never stops even the sea shrinks to nil
And ends not even camel goes through the eye of needle!
No one can fight in the court to win justice without money;
No one can run politics and win in election without money;
No one can get educated to live quality life without money;
No one can live life as wished in the world without money!
What is God – love or truth or justice or power or money?
Many opt for money as with money only everything is done!
Without money there is nothing in this material world;
Without spiritual grace there is no place in the other world!
As in God everything is contained in money in this world
Why there is so much passion for money let the futures tell!
But just way is first one should earn name by one’s work skill
And by perfection achieve position, power, fame and money!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Man In A Uniform
Oh, she said
(hut!)
She said c man in a uniform
2night thats what I want u 2 be
She said c 3rd time this week u wore that old suit
But I dont give a damn, u see?
Because man in a uniform do funny things 2 me
And I said c its the 3rd time, but I dont mind
Cuz that sister just so damn fine, ah
Man in a uniform (hut!)
Thats what I am
Man in a uniform, uh
Thats what I am
She said c man in a uniform
Sufferin every stroke of my hand
From the dusk until the early morn
U will grant this girls demands (why? )
Cuz she need 2 be drunk with pride
Wait a minute, Im gon tell u why
2 make up, 2 make up
2 make up 4 the emptiness that she feel inside
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on
Man in a uniform, mama
Thats what I am (hut!)
(hut!)
Man in a uniform
She said c 2night (2night)
I want your attention (tention)
She said c 2night I want your violent tongue
2 swallow my stench and be loyal 2 me
Shell never be free
Until u do me like a man in a uniform (hut!)
Man in a uniform (in a uniform)
Thats what I am
In a uniform (baby, baby, yeah)
Thats what I am
Dirty little man in a uniform
Thats what I am (hut!)
song performed by by Prince
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Women In Uniform
Beehive hairdo, 45 on the hip
Patrolwoman Saunders, don't you give her no whip
Took me to the station for a breathtest
then back to the bedroom for some house-arrest
[Chorus:]
Women in uniform, sometimes they look so cold
Women in uniform, but, Oh! They feel so warm
Coming back to London on a 747
Stewardess made me feel like I'm in heaven
Looking up the aisle to see what I could see
She leaned over said; Give it to me
White apron, brown leather shoes
The nurse at the clinic left my heart all bruised
Gave me a massage, sprained my right
Now she takes my temperature every night
[Chorus]
Women in uniform, Women in uniform
Women in uniform, Women in uniform
Commando raid on the Lebanese border
Sergeant Anita, she gives the order
Khaki jacket and a love gun
Baby, I surrender, let's have some fun
[Chorus]
[Solo]
[Chorus]
Women in uniform, Women in uniform
Women in uniform, Women in uniform
Women in uniform, Khaki, white and blue
Women in uniform, coming after you
Women, women, Women in uniform
Women, women, Women in uniform
[Chorus]
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Coffee and the poor economies of the world.
Respect the sweat of human,
Irrespective of color, creed and religion,
One third of tap water is used to brew the coffee,
Procured two to five dollars per kilo in whole sale,
Starbucks sell two pound a cup in the stalls in UK,
Have spacious restaurants in our regions
converting UK pounds to our pitiful denomination,
Americana, Cappuccino, Mocha and Espresso,
Fancy name attached with degree of roasting,
Fermentation, with milk, without milk and bubbles,
Come to our countries, freshly roasted filter coffee,
Available on the road sides for five rupees a cup,
Cup size of less than 50 ml, just to moisten the throat,
Even the Cups of developed nations, fivefold our size,
Still it is only 25 rupees, equivalent to fifty cents,
We are the poor people; give us the fair price,
Coffee is the third liquid, after petroleum, on the market,
Out of one kilo coffee powder,100 cups can be brewed,
R&D, Oil rigs, Oil platforms, expensive engineers and workmen,
Billions of dollar investment, still one liter petrol costs 140 pence,
What have you invested in our poor countries,
To drink the sweat of our plantation coolies so cheap?
How are we obligated to sell our produce,
So cheap for you to increase the value and sell?
WE are fools and our politicians are your tools,
To puncture our hearts to do the batter trade.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Just Imagine...............
Some of us look at the present state of this world
And wish things could be different
We imagine the way the world should be
We visualize and hypothesize - it is possible
Imagine the whole world speaking one language
Then, there will be no need for translators
Everybody will understand each other
no matter where they live on planet earth
One language will reduce racial discrimination
and facilitate movements across national borders
Just imagine the entire world using one currency
The need to convert dollars into yen will vanish
or ask – how many euros equals one renminbi
or wonder how many pesos equals one rupee
and speculate how many rands equal one riyal
All the folks in foreign exchange departments
will do something else in the financial market
apart from tracking the rise and fall of
money markets and its influence on stock markets
Just imagine the super rich taking more care
of the poor, the needy, and the unemployed
Then, the homeless will disappear from our roads
The beggars will vanish from our streets
An egalitarian society will be in the making
Just imagine free education at all levels
Then, everybody will be able to develop their
talents and natural endowments to the maximum
Scholars will not be burdened with heavy
student loans for the rest of their lives
They will think of better ways to improve the
society rather than think how to pay back loans
Do you feel all the above imaginations are mere dreams?
Who knows tomorrow! Some dreams have turned into reality
in our life-time. Please stay happy and be optimistic.
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Her Woes
the social welfare
officer carries
her bouncing baby
boy
the social welfare
officer says the boy
is healthy
the mother has
meningitis and
cannot support
the boy
he needs a lot
of milk
he is heavy and
he smiles a
lot and he
stares at his
mother
who has no
mind of her own
now
the social welfare
officer carries
the baby in her arms
and i am signing
the papers
attesting to the
mother's having
to give up the
boy for
welfare,
her sister from
Calape
has six kids
and her husband
is jobless
the boy stares
at her mother
who says
she is moving
to another place
to forget him
she was raped.
she got pregnant.
they are poor.
and she has to give
up the boy
the boy keeps
staring at her
mother.
their woes.
would you like
to carry the boy, sir?
he says.
No. he is definite.
No. His answer.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The globalization of the capital market is actually part of economic globalization. This will create a change in the entire world economy, not just restricted to some fields in some countries.
quote by Richard Grasso
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Right To Own A House?
Affordable home is our dream,
but the price gone, up stream.
Buying a property in New York,
London, Frankfurt and Paris
is an up hill task, but,
buying a property in Chennai and Mumbai,
is an up mountain task,
to the less privileged.
What are we going to do,
to equalize this disparity?
Are these cities belonged,
to the rich and middle class?
Are these cities mortgaged,
to the Bank of Cunning,
that need to suck,
the human fluid,
in the form of rental?
A third of salary goes for rental
in the first world and more than
half the salary in the third world.
Every capital and other cities,
of the world has had the sudden boom,
in the property values and doom,
the dream of the lower income,
group, and force us to stay,
in the privately owned property,
the rest of our life and,
pay the rental as long as,
we are alive. What option do we have,
to make even this mismatch?
Reason for writing this poem.
In the developing countries, less than twenty percent of the population own the properties, While the other eighty percent either renting or illegally squatting on people's properties..
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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When my dad first started out in the police force, wearing the uniform was a sense of pride, and it was respected in the community for what the police force was all about. Unfortunately today, the uniform is a target.
quote by Jerry Doyle
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Just Wealthy Whingers
Why do some very wealthy people see fit for to complain
When they already have more than enough seems beyond me to explain
Since to whinge they do not have a reason it does occur to me
That their money is not an antidote for their spiritual poverty
Worth millions in money and assets but it does seem sad to say
That their type more to be pitied spiritually poor in their small way
Like 'tis said much always wants more in their case this does apply
Why some wealthy people crave for more I really wonder why
Not far from their leafy suburb live the poor of poverty street
The homeless and the down and outs who never have enough to eat
Five hundred thousand dollars in yearly profit after tax and they complain for us not a good year
The more some have the more some want or so it does appear
They are just wealthy whingers some are so hard to please
In a World where millions of poor people are dying of hunger and disease.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Media
Early stage of my childhood people treat me like 'masiha'
who is going to take care of different section of society.
little later i play important role in freedom struggle.
After independence i am learning, modern technique
gradually when i became full of youthful action.
My intelligent mind say taking care of people,
welfare and highlighting their problem is not my job.
Some sort of professionalism must be adopted by me.
Fastly acting on direction of my mind i adopted modern method
my object is solely and only motive is profit.
Huge amount paid to me for lobby particular section
I can make and destroy any one in few hour.
Those oppose me are always in trouble.
You can understand me i am visible in different form.
I love to make huge money,
please do not talk of highlight problem of people
I your own mature print media -- at your service for profit only.
poem by Ajay Srivastava
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The Trinity
i've had love
i've had responsibility
i've had money
i respect the money more
too little
too much
never right
people will take care
of the money for you
pay you for the duty even
the others
you are on your own pal
in a very volatile market
the waves look uniform
like fins maybe
i wonder what's for lunch
poem by Nat Z. Punx
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Of The Selfish Side Of Humanity
Of the selfish side of Humanity I am only too aware
In a World where the self centred for the have nots one thought don't have to spare
Even in so called wealthy Democratic Countries poverty is not rare
And thousands must grow poorer for every new millionaire
So many Homeless and Stateless people in the bigger World out there
The have nots of Humanity are living everywhere
That all people are equal is born of a lie
But there is more to being Human than living for me, myself and I
In most cases those who talk of life choices do not know what they are on about
If they themselves life's necessities had never had to go without
If they themselves never lived as the homeless poor of Poor Poverty Street
Then their preaching is judgemental and their ideas are obsolete
To be born to poor parents and become Homeless is a thing that none would choose
In a Human World where for a minority to win so many have to lose.
poem by Francis Duggan
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(Money poems) A dire need
No doubt I am
thirsty for power but
Without the ruthless dire
Need for money I am
bound to be tied to
Pretending that I love
you even though it is
Plain to the world to see
That I have nothing but
Contempt for you
I need money all the time
I deal with the mighty dollar
and the unstable ruble and
The the true frank franc
I sing the limerick
to the tune of the lira
And I say yes to the yen
and I mark your love with
With the Swiss franc I love
the hard currencies of the world
Just don't come to me with those
rands and meticals and nairas
I don't like the sight of
the currencies of your
Third world financial institutions
You will increase the level of
the poor who converge on me I am done
tired retired of using their daughters
and abusing their desperate women
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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Easy Come, Easy Go
(words & music by weisman / wayne)
Easy come, easy go
Here, there, everywhere, crazy love is in the air
Nightfall, mmm, day and nightfall
So many girls in every port
You gotta be a juggernaut
Full speed ahead or youll be caught
Oh yeah! oh yeah!
Easy come, easy go
Up, down, all around, kiss and kiss
And pound for pound, delicious
Mmm so nutritious
Sailor beware take it slow
Easy come, easy go
All right!
When you want love to keep you warm
Theres nothing like a uniform
You got a port in any storm
There she blows
Easy come, easy go
Up, down, all around, kiss and kiss
And pound for pound, delicious
Mmm so nutritious
Sailor beware take it slow
Easy come, easy go
Sailor beware take it slow
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Fried Ego And Chips
They f you up old freud an jung
They like to get their chips 'well done'
The chip on the shoulder the thorn in the side
Their victims serve to boost their pride
Now any old quack can sit in their chair
charge a pound a minute while he talks to the air
Then assume a soloution a potion a plan
To transform some poor sop int
'A better man'
While belittling constraining controlling contriving,
The poor little nobody's attempt at 'surviving'
The world is in chaos it's always BAD NEWS
Even neurotics have a right to be blue
But still they arrive once a week to that place
Where they pay for their pain as if it's a disgrace
To care in a world that is spent of all care
But for a pound a minute you can talk 'To the air'
Emerging as a 'Better man'
All service rendered job well done!
Your shrink now has a PENSION FUND
And still sometimes you'll get the blues,
But take a breath it's not ALL BAD NEWS
From monaco to san tropez from white water rafting to sunny L.A
The postcards will come thick and fast signed;
DR SHRINK 'Retired at last! '
P.s I guess it's largely down to you, for paying my bills when you were blue!
poem by Yvette Smith
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It's trite to say that the world has gotten smaller in the age of globalization, but my travels have told me that it's wrong to think this means there is some kind of uniform world culture.
quote by Norman Spinrad
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Nasty Bath Room
The bustand
Bath room
Was not for
Clean...
Urine sumeel
Cut the nose...
Some budy pass
Urine...
No for water
But
Colected money
For indian rupees
Onr for urine pass...
Rupees two for
Motion pass...
I was give
One rupee
I went the
Bustand bath room...
Not passed
The urine...
Urine was my self
Very urgent...
But i did not pass urine;
I was pay the one rupee
For indian money
Nasty bath room...
You also go and see
The bustand that bath room
Very care full...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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