Cina
My current situation disgusts me
I live in a time of great upheaval
Problems- specifically politically
It has it's own kind of evil
Riots in the streets of Chicago
I don't pay that much attention
But I do know it had to do with the meeting for NATO
Cops literally shutting down people expressing their opinion
That is absolutely terrible
Excuse me for thinking a person had his rights
So please define for me inalienable
People today are in a serious plight
Music now a days is absolutely debase
Call it to court for what it's done to this generation
But the judge drops the case
Because the defendants goons threaten to destroy his whole situation
So the heinous crime continues as follows
Not only deriding every good value
But also they have a special needs flow
Completely retarded, not even lyrical; we all know it's true
It influences people in an only negative way
It glorifies the 'Trap life'
Apparently smoking 'loud packs' is okay
I've watched this world fall in front of my eyes
The ideals of relationships?
They are totally debauched
We have married men giving strippers monetary tips
They cannot have sex with them so its considered the trade off
Woe to the generation after me
Things will only get worse
To the point where I'll remember these days fondly
And they will grow up on a devastated earth
I have no hope for these people nor this planet
Especially since they buy into the fake word; change
Yes, Obama did say it
Yet, things are worse but to me no need to explain
Because I get it
To win the race is the key
Behind the presidential desk they want to be seated
It's a contest to see who's better at lying
Upon further examination disgust is too light a word
My current situation is 100% destitute
It's made worse because people want to learn,
How to further 'help', but keep in mind no one asked you
poem by Martin McCollugh
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Different People
Things can be broken down
In this world of ours
You dont have to be a famous person
Just to make your mark
A mother can be an inspiration
To here little son
Change his thoughts, his mind, his life,
Just with her gentle hum
So different, yet so the same
Two sisters only have their parents to blame
Its rare that two can get along
But when they do, theyre inseparable
Such a blessing comes to few
The sky is full of clouds and
My worlds full of people
All different kinds with different ways
It would take a lifetime to explain
No ones exactly the same
He and she, two different people
With two separate lives
Then you put the two together
And get a spectacular surprise
cause one can teach the other one
What she doesnt know
While still the other fills a place inside
He never knew had room to grow
Chorus:
Once in a while I sit back
And think about the planet
Most of the time I trip on it
To kick back and think about
How massive it all is
And how many others are one it
I often think about the world
In which I live today, of animals and plants
And natures gift set on display
But the most amazing thing
That Ive seen in my time
Are all the different people
And all their different minds
And different ways
It would take a lifetime to explain
Not ones exactly the same
So many different people
So many different kinds
So many different people
So many different kinds
Look at me, Im a person
Look at me, Im my own person
So many different people
So many different kinds
For better or for worse, different people
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
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World Of Clowns
People who cover their true faces with makeup
People who act totally different from who they really are
People who are bad actors, but good performers
People who don't take things seriously
People who have fake sense of humor to replace their hurts
People who live fake lives to impress the audience around us
People who are masters at doing tricks to give false leads to the most attentive watchers
People who fall down again and again just to get the reaction
People who laugh even though there's no more smiles in them
People who have a fear of themselves
We
Are
A
World
of
Clowns
poem by Hope Denton
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Differemt People
Well things can be broken down
In this world of ours
You dont have to be a famous person
Just to make your mark
A mother can be an inspiration
To her little son
And change his thoughts, his mind, his life,
Just with her gentle hum hum
So different, yet so the same
Two sisters only have their parents to blame
Its rare that two can get along
But when they do, theyre inseparable
Such a blessing comes to few yeah
The sky is full of clouds and
My worlds full of people
You got the different kinds with different ways
It would take a lifetime to explain
Not ones the same
He and she, two different people
With two separate lives
Then you put the two together
You get a spectacular surprise
Because one can teach the other one
What she doesnt know
While still the other fills a place inside
He never knew had room to grow
The sky is full of clouds and
My worlds full of people
You got the different kinds with different ways
It would take a lifetime to explain
Not ones the same
Oh ueah and once in a while I sit back
And think about the planet
And most of the time I trip on it
To kick back and think about
How massive it all is
And oh how many others are on it yeah
I often think about the world
In which I live today, of animals and plants
And natures gifts set on display
But the most amazing thing
That Ive seen in my time
Are all the different people
And all their different minds minds minds minds
And different ways
It would take a lifetime to explain
Not ones exactly the same
So many different people
So many different kinds
So many many many different people
So many different
Look at me, Im a person
Look at me, Im my own person
So many different people
So many different kinds
For better or for worse, different people
song performed by by No Doubt
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Happiness for Sadness
No matter how bad you have it
I will always have it worse
That was once said to me
When I think about it
That’s a good thing
Why would someone want to have it worse
Why would someone want to be sad?
These day people brag about being depressed
They put labels on it
“Emo” that’s what they call it
No matter how bad you have it
I’ll always have it worse
Why would someone brag about being
Sad
Why is depression
Considered an accomplishment
People need to get thing set straight
Depression is not fun
Depression is horrible
Depression has eaten me alive
Depression has ruined my life
“Emo” that’s what they call it
No matter how bad you have it
I’ll always have it worse
Why would anyone want to be depressed
It sickens me
How people just walk around
Pretending to feel sad
Just for a lable
I’ll trade with you
My depression for your happiness
Really depressed people
hide
turn our live’s into acts
Don’t pretend
Because it isn’t funny
Fake People
All the time
I look in your eyes
But what I see
And what you say to me
Are two totally different things
You pretend you put on a façade
I only wish you knew that I'm not
The only one who sees it as odd
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Because of their own insecurities
They try to pass on to you their idiosyncrasies
Thinking they are your friends you let them into your lives
But then they turn around and about you tell nothing but lies
Jealousy is such an ugly thing
Almost as ugly as hypocrisy
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Fake people
Fake people
So now I must ask who are your friends
Are they really what they seem to be
Or are they just trying to hide from you their envy
Do your friends really have your back
Or is it that that's where by them you've been stabbed
I once had a friend
One I thought would be there for me till the end
Then one day my happiness ended and theirs began
And when I needed someone to lean on
Behind me did no one stand
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Because of their own insecurities
They try to pass on to you their idiosyncrasies
Thinking they are your friends you let them into your lives
But then they turn around and about you tell nothing but lies
Jealousy is such an ugly thing
Almost as ugly as hypocrisy
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Fake people
Fake people
Be careful who you let know your business
'Cause in the end
Rumors about you they could be spreadin'
Don't put your trust in people who don't trust you
There's no telling what they're liable to say or do
Grow smarter with each experience
And you'll see true friends
Are the friends who are their with and for you till the end
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Because of their own insecurities
They try to pass on to you their idiosyncrasies
Thinking they are your friends you let them into your lives
But then they turn around and about you tell nothing but lies
Jealousy is such an ugly thing
Almost as ugly as hypocrisy
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Fake people
Fake people
(1998)
poem by Dionne K. Kelly
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All Things To All People
all people have worries
worries that wake them
worries about things yet to come
worries about worries are what worry some
i look out my eye
and behold I see people
big bold beautiful people
i see brown people
gold people
yellow people
red people
orange people
purple people
pink people
white people
yet I don’t see colored people
i see a people as one
a people capable
a people that should be grateful
grateful for the blessings that we can all share as people
to love
to grow
to build
to sow
people in my neighborhood
people it’s all good
undivided by vanity
an unbroken sea of humane humanity
people must rely on a shoulder to cry one
we all are people
we are people
old and young
rich or poor
used or new
let us be valued as people
let us value each other as people
persons
beings
individuals
not things
people
and all things to all people
to all nations
at all stations
in every situation
poem by Harlan Lovestone
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Impossible Of Me
Do blind people have fun
What do old people do on a Friday night
How do deaf people enjoy music
What do paralyzed people really feel
We complain about things in life
Not realizing others have it worse
So what if I'm broken hearted
It's not the first and not the last
I have a bed and a roof over me
I'm healthy and my body functions well
I may not have love
But it's not impossible of me
To live life for what it's worth
Maybe to be perfect
You need a flaw
If that's the case, we'll go beyond perfection
Then the paralyzed people will stand
Old people will feel young again
Deaf people will enjoy the sounds of music
Blind people will finally view life
The word impossible will not exist.
poem by Victor Osorio
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Phat
The word 'fat' is a term,
That 'skinny people' use,
Because they don't know what else to say,
When they see a 'fat person.'
No one has to be so rude about it,
When they see a 'fat person' eating ice cream,
Or sitting around watching others,
But some 'skinny people' don't understand to just dropp a conversation.
The word 'rude' is what 'fat people' use when someone makes fun of them,
'Fat people' are all over the world,
And yet - 'skinny people' don't want to accept the fact that 'fat people' are in this cruel world,
So some 'skinny people' have to act like they're all that and be mean to others.
There are people in this world that are 'low class' and are different from the people in the 'higher class, '
Because some people in the 'lower class' goes into depression and eat,
Because of the events happening in their life,
And so they become 'fat.'
But what 'skinny people' explain,
Is that they are slobs and can't eat normal instead of shoving food down their throat,
But what 'fat people' explain,
Is that they try to lose weight, but some of them can't because it's hard.
'Skinny people' make fun of them and 'fat people' let them,
Because some 'skinny people' don't know how it feels like to be 'fat, '
And some 'skinny people' call 'fat people' ugly and of course 'fat, '
But what 'skinny people' don't know is that we all are phat.
poem by Alicia Meyers
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Smh
So I was talking to a friend
Just the other day
And we were talking about relationships
I told her about a special someone
The first thing she asked me if
The guy and I had sex
Naw Boo
See people fail to realize
That is why things die
Things end before they begin
Because people don't care
About what they put into
Themselves
In their eyes
In their minds
In their souls
In their hearts
So things fall apart
From the start
Take time to know the man
Or woman
Chances are if somethings wrong
You will see it before
You take your clothes off
So you won't be hoping
That the emptiness of sex
Can fix the brokenness
Naw not me I think
I will pass
On that
I don't care how long it takes
I will not walk into a situation
With my eyes open
Don't want no mistakes
poem by Tameeka Smith
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Circumspection
Many things i see concern me about people
I see people do stupid things
I see people do things to help the world
I see people do many things that someday they will not be proud of
Concerns come from the stupid things i see people do
If there a thousands of people doing things that i see
The world is a lot worse than what i thought
But other things i see cause me to see the good side of things
People that i see do acts of kindness make me see the world in other ways
But from what i see some people do i am filled with concern.
poem by Jacob Wortman
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We Are the People
The man says, 'hey will somebody listen?
I need to talk with someone to get this off my chest.
In a persecution I transgress.
With something missing in my heart, I fall into a category:
I'm such a mess.
Befuddled by every ones current situation.
Emasculation of self being.
We are one as a whole,
Or not at all.
I keep hearing an think to myself.
Self sustaining.
We must live off our own doings.
Not those of others.
We must create an equal trade.
We have consummated a sickness that continues to increase.
At a speed so fast I don't how it will end.
Absolute destruction?
Or the downfall of so many.
Their is a enemy.
We can't see it in our fake peace and harmony.
If we portray it as better, will it be?
No social security to the old and disabled.
Your all done for.
Your are all property of big corporations.
That is what is depending on this.
Yet I hear talk as if it has too happen.
We are the people Mr. President.
We are the people Senators.
We are the people Congressmen.
You just speak for us.
Don't take that for granted.
For you are still in the bounds of an agreement.
To defend us as human beings.
Not rob us of our dignity.'
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Id Rather Be Strong
(myles goodwyn)
Published by slalom publishing co. - bmi
Its a sad situation
Alot of hopeless information
On the news
Nothins gonna please you
And nothins gonna change
Well thats your view
So many hungry people
Its a shame and is it legal?
Well its a sight
Theres something goin on
Somethin we can change
And its our right
So Id rather be strong
In a hopeless situation, yes
I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation, yes
I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation
Yes I would, yes I would
Well you can say its a shame
And things remain the same
And so it goes
But no ones gonna hear you
And no ones gonna see
What doesnt show
Itd be cause for celebration
If only every nation understood
And helping one another
And doing for the other, what they could
And Id rather be strong
In a hopeless situation, yes
I would rather be strong
And to show determination, yes
I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation
Yes I would, yes I would
Id be a lot better off if I could
Be part of the love
Thats seemingly lost from above
A delicate situation (situation)
Requires contemplation, everyone (everyone)
And someone has to care (someone to care)
When people live in fear of each mans son (each mans son)
So Id rather be strong
In a hopeless situation
Yes, I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation
Yes, I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation
Yes, I would, yes, I would
Id be a lot better off if I could
Be part of the love
Thats seemingly lost from above
Id rather be strong, ooh yes, I would
Well, Id rather be strong, yes I would, yes I would, yes I would
Well, Id rather be strong, ooh yes I would
Well, Id rather be strong, be strong, yes I would, yes I would
Well, Id rather be strong, yes I would
Well Id rather be strong, be strong, yes I would
In a hopeless situation
Yes, I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation, yes
I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation
Yes, I would rather be strong
In a hopeless situation, yes
I would rather be strong
song performed by by April Wine
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Sonnet- The World Today(14)
People with intact eyes, yet appear blind;
Peop1e with alert ears seem not to hear;
People with intact nose, no sme11 can find;
People with every joy appear to tear.
People are cheats and cheat themselves all life;
People tell lies to men and to themselves;
People well-off, appear to be in strife;
People are bad and appear worse than Elves.
The world is bad and so people turn bad;
The world isn’t true and so people are not;
The world is mad and so people turn mad;
The world's a show and people simply plot.
And people waste their time and waste others';
And people aren't true to their own brothers.
poem by John Celes
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Union
[Chorus]
[One for all, one for all]
[Its all its all for one]
Lets start a union, calling every human
Its one for all and all for one
Lets live in unison, calling every citizen
Its one for all and all for one
We dont want war- cant take no more
Its drastic time for sure
We need a antidont and a cure
Coz do you really think Mohammed got a problem with Jehovah
We dont want war imagine if any prophet was alive
In current days amongst you and I
You think theyd view life like you and I do
Or would they sit and contemplate on why
Do we live this way, act and behave this way
We still live in primitive today
Coz the peace in the destination of war cant be the way
Theres no way, so people just be em wanna be a man
Realise that you cant change the world by changing yourself
And understand that were all just the same
So when I count to three lets change
[Chorus]
Got no time for grand philosophy
I barely keep my head above the tide
I got this mortgage, got three kids at school
What youre saying is the truth, but really troubles me inside
Id change the world if I could change my mind
If I could live beyond my fears
Exchanging unity for all my insecurity
Exchanging laughter for my tears
[Chorus]
I dont know, yall, we in a real deposition
In the midst of all this negative condition
Divided by beliefs, different sink and religion
Why do we keep missing the point in our mission?
Why do we keep killing each other, whats the reason?
God made us all equal in his vision
I wish that I could make music as a religion
Then we could harmonise together in this mission
Listen, I know its really hard to make changes
But two of us could help rearrange this curse
Utilising all the power in our voices
Together we will unite and make the right choice
And fight for education, save the next generation
Come together as one
I dont understand why its never been done
So lets change on the count of one
It takes one, just one
And then one follows the other one
And then another follows the other one
Next thing you know you got a billion
People doing some wonderful things
People doing some powerful things
Lets change and do some powerful things
Unity could be a wonderful thing
[Chorus]
song performed by by Black Eyed Peas
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R.e.s.p.e.c.t
It's hard to tell them when what's true,
'Cause deep inside you know they’ll judge you,
Put you down and even condemn you,
They perfectly don't know what you feel,
But still, they don't want to understand what’s real,
'Cause for them you're just the dirt in their hands,
They won't open their hearts and accept you,
But they'll slam the door and push you away,
Tell you you're nothing and stab you with the hurtful word they say.
No one is perfect as many people would say,
But in their eyes, they feel perfect and they won't listen to a word you say,
Respect is a broad word to understand not by mind but by our hearts and soul,
It's confusing to know what respect really means,
'Cause respect couldn’t be seen,
People are people and yes we make mistakes,
We try to be perfect but still, there are rules that we break,
The test of time will measure who we really are with every brave soul that sticks to the word respect and practice it,
Is a ghost of reality that haunts everyone to change what they are today,
Change the things that are wrong and learn to give way.
Good people often get hit by intrigues all the time,
But it doesn't mean revenge should come on the line,
'Cause if only people would learn to give respect to live and if we learn to give respect we'll all be happy,
And we'll never see someone crying or planning revenge to somebody,
Let's RESPECT everybody, treat them as a family.
poem by Karen Montegrande
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The People's World
people are good;
people are bad;
people are happy;
people are sad;
people are near;
people are far;
people are true;
people are blue;
people are white;
people are right;
people are silent;
people are violent;
people can throw;
people can grow;
people can share;
people can care;
people can unite;
people can divide;
people can fool;
people can rule;
people can trust;
people are worst;
don't think i became mad.... what ever i wrote is very common things known about people but what i want to show is that i cannot describe everything about the people as it is impossible in the same way it is impossible to understand and make every person happy around us that's it.got it!
poem by Fahmina Arjumand Misha
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War
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
War is something that I despise
For it means destruction of innocent lives
For it means tears in thousands of mothers eyes
When their sons go out to fight to give their lives
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
War
Its nothing but a heartbreaker
War
Friend only to the undertaker
War is the enemy of all mankind
The thought of war blows my mind
Handed down from generation to generation
Induction destruction
Who wants to die
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
War has shattered many young mens dreams
Made them disabled bitter and meanlife is too precious to be fighting wars
Each day
War cant give life it can only take it away
War
Its nothing but a heartbreaker
War
Friend only to the undertaker
Peace love and understanding
There must be some place for these things today
They say we must fight to keep our freedom
But lord theres gotta be a better way
Thats better than
War
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Man of Pure Imagination
There was a man on my own imagination
Who once became a women's attraction
Because to his charm and perfection.
On his job, he recieved plenty of recognition
That is why, from people he always gained admiration.
But, one day on his way home from holiday recreation
Fatal accident came on him that caused partial destruction.
According to the authority's investagation,
He was threw with his car into highway's deep excavation.
Though he was rushed to hospital and undergone many surgical operation,
Almost half of his body went on malfunction.
On his worse situation,
His life became no direction.
Depression and anger he feels due to frustration
That his fabulous dreams was end to complete devastation.
Now, if you look at him on his everyday position
He is like a man from the outside world with no gravitation.
How pity is the life of this man on my pure imagination
Due to his uwnanted imperfection,
He is now gaining no more appreciation
From those people who once made him as inspiration.
Instead that they cheer him and give a full consideration
Because of his crucial situation,
They laugh at him and give words of total rejection.
Poor man that once became great to my own creation,
Gone are those days of his charm and perfection.
No more choice than to accept that wheelchair is his lifetime destination
Then learn to live a life with out people's adoration
Exist not to reality, sad man of pure imagination.
poem by Catherine Agunat
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It Begins Right Now!
we live in the most intense time
that the modern world has seen...
governments and economies are
caving from within... the very
air we breathe is polluted, the
water we drink has been defiled.
sea life is being destroyed, and
the world food situation worsens
at an alarming rate... millions
live and die in poverty, millions
are homeless, without medical care...
masses of workers are unemployed,
children grow up on the streets
without hope, and end up in prison.
human rights are being violated,
or just plain taken. and people
are absolutely afraid of each other!
we have closed our eyes, and numbed
our souls for too long. now we stand
on the brink of disaster, and we're
forced to wake up!
so what can one person do? one person
can live in a way that stands for truth...
one person can demand freedom, and equality.
one person can reach out a helping hand...
and when one person daring to live becomes
millions, we can move the stone from the
mouth of the cave!
but it all begins with one person... and
it begins right now, or its too damned late!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Why Us?
Just the other day
I saw someone
Who looked like you
I looked twice too
Even though I knew
It couldn't be true
If we could only go back
To the good ole days
When we both had
Big dreams
You and me
We could have have done anything
We could have been something great
Who knew that one mistake
Would control our fate
You wanted to succeed
By any means
Even on the streets
Day in and day out
At you I would fuss
I told you that the
Street life was dangerous
You had no faith in my words
You had no trust
Now look
I have to ask
Why us
Why us
What about our kids
How do I explain this
The pain that I feel
Is tremendous
This situation is big
How do I forgive
What a way to live
God knows I love you
This is true
I don't know
Which is worse
You six feet under
Or you being sentenced
To twenty-five years in prison
Either way there is distance
Between us
What a life lesson
What a way to learn
The hard way
Everyday I think
Of that 2006 bust
And sitting here thinking
Why us
Why us
poem by Tameeka Smith
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