Bedlam of Morons
This World!
Bedlam of Morons
And among those all that dwell
I am the greatest of all…
They say…
Every experience is an education
Provided we learn something from it
And that education is worthwhile only if
We make sense of what we learnt
Maturity comes from the experiences we face
Life kicks sense into us
But, if a man refuses to learn anything
He’s surely a King at the Bedlam of Morons…
Yeah! I am Undefeated! !
The undefeated king of Bedlam of Morons! ! !
poem by Soumya Dash
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Morons
We were morons from the day we were born
We believed every word that you said - boy were we wrong
We're all fat now - on the sofas - mini morons - taking over
Cos we're older now, older now, older now, older now
We were morons - red, white and blue
We were working class kids on the skids - with nothing to do
We're all dead now - in our boxes - holding on to what little we go left
Cos it's over now, over now, over now, over now
Read moron newspapers, watch moron television
All laid on by slimy little, sleazy little, phony little morons
Etonians, Harrovians, think they're the chosen ones
And they poke fun at scruffy little, spotty little, stupid little morons
Ha ha ha ha, look at those morons
Ha ha ha ha, they do nothing but whine
And they're slow all the time
Look at those morons, never mind, never mind, never mind, never mind, never mind, never mind, never mind
We can leave them behind, while we're dumbing them down, we'll be robbing them blind
Ah Ah, morons don't matter at all.
No education, no informatioon
Morons are boring, ugly and small
They lower the tone, lets get rid of them all
Will to learn - gone away
Force fed garbage every day
We're the slaves of smarmy little, self important, petty little morons
Oxford - Cambridge - see how the other half live
Steer well clear of lazy little, filthy little, funny little morons
Ha ha ha ha, look at those morons
Ha ha ha ha, they're such terrible types
And they're not very bright - look at those morons
It's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right
Let them fight every night, while they're missing the point, we can d
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Bedlam In Belgium
The blood in my veins
Was running right through my brain
There was a cop with a gun
Who was running around insane
Three fifty arrests
No bullet proof vests
Now aint that a shame
We wanted to play
Play for the crowd
no, said the wankers
youre on your way out
Bedlam in belgium
The place was a jumpin
And the booze was going down
Theres a cop doing time
Whos been working overtime
We dont play just for pay
So we left the stage
Stayed just the same
He gave me a crack
In the back with his gun
That aint so bad
But to feel the blood run
Bedlam in belgium
It was bedlam in belgium
Bedlam in belgium
Cant have a good time unless you dont run
Bedlam in belgium
Whos to blame, its a shame
Bedlam in belgium
It was bedlam
You gonna run out
Stage was saged
Cops enraged
Crying for more
It was a world war war
It was bedlam in belgium
Cant have a good time unless you dont run
Bedlam in belgium
And the law got the drop on me
song performed by by AC-DC
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It's hard to decide if TV makes morons out of everyone, or if it mirrors Americans who really are morons to begin with.
quote by Martin Mull
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Visits to St Elizabeths
This is the house of Bedlam.
This is the man
that lies in the house of Bedlam.
This is the time
of the tragic man
that lies in the house of Bedlam.
This is a wristwatch
telling the time
of the talkative man
that lies in the house of Bedlam.
This is a sailor
wearing the watch
that tells the time
of the honored man
that lies in the house of Bedlam.
This is the roadstead all of board
reached by the sailor
wearing the watch
that tells the time
of the old, brave man
that lies in the house of Bedlam.
These are the years and the walls of the ward,
the winds and clouds of the sea of board
sailed by the sailor
wearing the watch
that tells the time
of the cranky man
that lies in the house of Bedlam.
This is a Jew in a newspaper hat
that dances weeping down the ward
over the creaking sea of board
beyond the sailor
winding his watch
that tells the time
of the cruel man
that lies in the house of Bedlam.
This is a world of books gone flat.
This is a Jew in a newspaper hat
that dances weeping down the ward
over the creaking sea of board
of the batty sailor
that winds his watch
that tells the time
of the busy man
that lies in the house of Bedlam.
This is a boy that pats the floor
to see if the world is there, is flat,
for the widowed Jew in the newspaper hat
that dances weeping down the ward
waltzing the length of a weaving board
by the silent sailor
that hears his watch
that ticks the time
of the tedious man
that lies in the house of Bedlam.
These are the years and the walls and the door
that shut on a boy that pats the floor
to feel if the world is there and flat.
This is a Jew in a newspaper hat
that dances joyfully down the ward
into the parting seas of board
past the staring sailor
that shakes his watch
that tells the time
of the poet, the man
that lies in the house of Bedlam.
This is the soldier home from the war.
These are the years and the walls and the door
that shut on a boy that pats the floor
to see if the world is round or flat.
This is a Jew in a newspaper hat
that dances carefully down the ward,
walking the plank of a coffin board
with the crazy sailor
that shows his watch
that tells the time
of the wretched man
that lies in the house of Bedlam.
poem by Elizabeth Bishop
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Overflowing Mortuary
The heart bereaves
when the morgue overflows
with dead bodies of the innocent.
Thanks to the gun-wielding
radical religious sect.
If western education `
is sacrilege to the morons,
let them kill themselves
and not the weak and the meek.
Are the dead born to theirr
mothers and sisters?
People seek an education
which takes their children
all lover the world to earn
and not confines them
to a lawless dungeon to moan.
In education what is eastern
or western? Like electrons,
the learners turn in all directions.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Unfortunately our nation, nay, our world, is run by evil morons.
quote by Rudy Rucker
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Hard Times (from Michigan)
In these hard times
Of unreported unemployed voices
Of ignored college graduates
Of desperate youth
As well as desperate old
In these times
Education is overlooked
Pale profit wins over ethics
Our youth gets pushed further
Further away from their hard earned achievements
Further away from their intricate dreams
In these times
Fresh bread is left behind to turn into mold
Experience overtakes knowledge
Education becomes a burden
The educated are the punished
When they should be awarded
Education is no longer counted as experience
Our interactions with one another
Is no longer experience
They become experience (in the eyes of employers) by the documentation of a paycheck
To be qualified
We must be paid to interact with each other
We must be paid to use our knowledge
We must be paid to develop our skills
When in reality
We pay for our education ourselves
And in our education in which we pay
We interact and learn from others without demanding to be paid
In the eyes of the employer
Education is not experience
Eight years of college and achieving a P.H.D.
Is no longer experience
What employers don't realize is...
Education is a full-time job
A full time job that we do not get paid for
Education doesn't employ us
We employ education for ourselves
Yet...education is still not experience
When will they open their eyes and enlighten their minds?
Education should never have to come last
But should always come first
No wonder we are behind
poem by Diana Poems
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Let the children read
People are waiting for the King
To safe broken heart and safe life
People who are busy to erase their sin
But some people still searching
How to manage this difficult life
The rest are trying to help poor people
I am an ordinary people
Who has an ordinary heart
I don't have power to save this world
But i want to learn to care
Because i realize i live not for this world
I live for the next step with my King
If it is possible
I want to help many children around me
Who feel hunger of education
but do not have money
I wish i can get scholarship one day
But, when i see those little children
Better, if i can help them
Teach them
Make them read
So they will know science and the truth
I hope... i can help myself first
So, i can help them and my family
Because children deserve to have education
Children should have many dreams
Children should feel safe
No more tears to this world for them
King Of The Mountain
Listen people can't you hear the voices that are crying out.
There's a hunger burning in the heart of their souls.
Maybe now that I got you let me tell you what I'm talking 'bout
Stand up and shout tonight we'll lose control
I been down and mistreated
Now we're standing undefeated.
I'm the King of the Mountain
I'm the King of the Hill
I'm the King of the Mountain
I'm the King of the Hill
You spend your life working 9 to 5 it's like doing time
Boss man says "Hey boy
song performed by by Bon Jovi from 7800 Degrees Fahrenheit
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The world is made up for the most part of morons and natural tyrants, sure of themselves, strong in their own opinions, never doubting anything.
quote by Clarence Darrow
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Education
How hard it is,
To learn and write,
To prepare and fight,
The evil exams!
The book so thick
Studying it makes us feel sick,
Everything comes to an end
But, why not education?
They say learning is like a sinking star
But to us, studying
Is always like a war..
Now, here we are hating and cursing
But still not losing
Cause of our value education…
It is double valuable
If we give it as Dedication,
Think of many who has not seen books
Who has always been in hooks
Of illiteracy,
But here we are able but still
In aliteracy,
Learn and help to learn,
Give a child the gift of education
And let it be your recreation…
Let the light of knowledge glow all way,
And let’s join hands
In making illiteracy blow away…
'Learn and let learn'
poem by Shalini Kts
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Bedlam and Evil
We need a fear injection,
To get done...
To keep the people fed with fearing.
We need to keep their minds afraid,
And imbedded with an enemy that's creeping!
We need to keep suspicions up
To provoke the notion,
Of bedlam and evil!
We need a fear injection,
To get done...
To keep the people fed with fearing.
We need to keep their minds afraid,
And imbedded with an enemy that's creeping!
We need to keep suspicions up
To provoke the notion,
Of bedlam and evil!
We need to keep the devil publicized...
And sadness on our faces and our eyes!
Well...
We need a fear injection,
To get done...
To keep the people fed with fearing.
We need to keep their minds afraid,
And imbedded with an enemy that's creeping!
We need to keep suspicions up
To provoke the notion,
Of bedlam and evil!
And if none of this is done...
No one will know,
Who or what it is we are!
We need a fear injection,
To get done...
To keep the people fed with fearing.
We need to keep their minds afraid,
And imbedded with an enemy that's creeping!
And if none of this is done...
No one will know,
Who or what it is we are!
We need to keep suspicions up
To provoke the notion,
Of bedlam and evil!
And if none of this is done...
No one will know,
Who or what it is we are!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dancing With Insanity
Intellectualizing their own defeat,
With increased double talk...
And selective sound bites,
Has decreased their effectiveness.
And it is clear to those listening,
How insignificant these prolonged mental tests.
They are counting on the many,
Not so few to be fools.
This daily grind they find amusing...
Subjects them as their own enemies,
By the use of their own rules and defective tools.
And even those they have pested into wars,
Have never feared them at all.
Leaving the ones who once blindly followed them into battle...
To dare dropp their pretentions to call these morons, idiots!
But no one knew they could have saved their quality of life,
Resources and sleepless nights...
By acknowledging them not to be suspected morons.
But identifiable idiots,
In the first place!
Taking clues from those observing this twisted self infliction,
Watching them all dancing with insanity and being egocentric!
Doing their best to stop the tick tock heard,
Coming from their own clocks!
Envisioning themselves feasting as conquerers!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Praise the Lord
Praise the lord and pass the ammunition.
What a stupid phrase.
One has absolutely nothing to do with the other.
It's like saying love the sister, kill the brother.
Demented thinking creates words like these,
words that make no sense.
The Lord has nothing to do with ammunition
and still in His defense
the morons who used this motto
would never comprehend
that killing any of God's creations
is killing yourself in the end.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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All morons hate it when you call them a moron.
quote by J.D. Salinger
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Bedlam Town
Do you want to peep into Bedlam Town?
Then come with me, when the day swings down,
Into the cradle, whose rockers rim,
Some people call the horizon dim.
All the mischief of all the fates
Seems to center in four little pates,
Just one hour before we say,
'It is time for bed now, stop your play.'
O, the racket and noise, and roar
As they prance like a caravan over the floor,
With never a thought of the head that aches,
And never a heed to the 'mercy sakes.'
And 'Pity, save us,' and 'Oh! dear, dear,'
Which all but the culprits plainly hear.
A dog, a parrot, a guinea hen,
Warriors, elephants, Indian men,
A salvation army, a grizzly bear,
Are all at once in the nursery there.
And when the clock in the hall strikes seven
It sounds to us like a voice from heaven;
And each of the elves in a warm nightgown,
March away out of Bedlam Town.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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I have a zero tolerance for sanctimonious morons who try to scare people.
quote by Pat Robertson
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Computer: a million morons working at the speed of light.
quote by David Ferrier
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S9
i like to tell you but you know i cannot.
and so i resort to scribbling some notes in my private part
(a journal, i mean it)
dear x,
please be mine tonight
do not mind the rumors of the day
love you.
i am algebraic.
an equation unsolved. dear x.
please be there tonight
i have money, please do not mind the morals of the morons of our days.
i love you.
this is y.
y still is a why, and there is no answer
to my own stupidity. dear x.
dear x. please do not mind me.
you are the lesson of the day. you are the morals of the morons for the day.
dear x.
i am nearing the conclusion that i must be crazy. dear x.
inside the office i work all day and always thinking about x.
dear x. dear x. it whispers a solution. this is y and and this is x.
i snap a mosquito and it is dead between my palms.
dear x.
why do i love you dear x? and why can't i tell you about it dear x?
why can't i even utter your name?
i must be a coward dear x.
on the other hand, i must be strong too.
I got an A for self-discipline.
a B+ for compromises
and a C for cooperation.
my life is not an F.
dear x. i am happy now. i forget about you. and i shall lie about you.
got an A too for all the denials.
graduated summa cum laude for living my life through
despite a very lousy dissertation that my professors consider as perfect.
i wonder
why are their standards wrong?
dear x.
this is y. forever we shall remain unknown to ourselves.
that is the reason why.
we are better this way. ghosts forever
roaming the streets of
horror.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Right to education
Right to education
Free and compulsory
Education to all
Free and compulsory
Education through mother tongue
Right to education
Education to maintain
Peace and harmony
Education to keep
The world order
And discipline
Right to education
Education to earn
For livelihood
Education to provide
Food clothing and shelter
Without depending others
Right to education
Free and compulsory
To educate all
That we all are
Brothers and sisters
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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