Genocide No More
The morrow, the morrow, the morrow
But what comes tomorrow
Too much to be coped
Not true it is hoped
Could there be more madness
Would there be more sadness
Lest there be more gore
And death to hail more
Oh why, oh why, oh why
Hast so many to die
The reason not their fault
Their futures put on halt
It shouldn’t have been so
Innocents have such foes
Longed are moments of Grace
Let not lives be erased
Cry out, cry out, cry out
The ghosts they do shout
The wronged be avenged
Righteousness on hinge
Merciful concessions
For the just life lessons
Beyond ends of the crowd
Compassion be allowed
Hear ye, hear ye, hear ye
These words beg of thee
Trying hard not to preach
Let all hearts be reached
For when hatred rules
The results just so cruel
Neither out nor in
The adverse hath no friend
Can there, can there, can there
Ever come to world heirs
A future certainty
Even for you and for me
Alas, let it be true
Before life is through
Let not genocides repeat
Against evil defeat
Dedicated to those in the world who care enough to make a stance in ridding the world of future evils of Genocide.
In commemoration of the 91st anniversary of the Christian Holocaust, a.k.a.
The Armenian Genocide.
April 24,2006.
Written by international book author, screenplay writer, Brenda Terzian.
poem by Brenda Terzian
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I Don't Care
Recorded by hank williams (sr.)
Written by hank williams (sr.)
Capo on 2nd fret: key: e play: d
I don't [d] care if to-[a] morrow never [d] comes [d7]
This [g] world holds nothin' for [d] me [d7]
I've been [g] lonely night and day ever [d] since you went away
So i don't care if to-[a] morrow never [d] comes. [d7]
Chorus
If to-[g] morrow never comes and the sun [d] don't ever shine
It won't matter with [a] me
For [d] when she went a-[d7] way, my [g] world ended that [d] day
So i don't care if to-[a] morrow never [d] comes.
My lonely mind wanders back to days that used to be
My broken heart cries out for you
Oh, if i can't have you here, i can't go on my dear
So i don't care if tomorrow never comes.
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Imitation of Lines
ADDRESSED BY M. D--, A YOUNG MAN OF TWENTY-
FOUR YEARS OF AGE, THE NIGHT BEFORE HIS
EXECUTION, TO A YOUNG LADY TO WHOM
HE WAS ENGAGED.-1794.
I.
THE hour that calls to death is near,
It brings to me no throb of fear;
The breast that honour arms, can brave
The murd'rer's steel, th' untimely grave;
But thou, to whom I gave my heart,
From thee for ever must I part?
Wilt thou not hear my latest sigh?-
Ah, 'tis a cruel task to die!
II.
To-morrow, my clos'd eyes no more
Shall gaze on beauty I adore;
To-morrow, sadd'ning every grace,
Unceasing tears shall bathe thy face;
To-morrow, chill'd by death's cold grasp,
This hand no longer thine shall clasp;
For thou-no more wilt thou be nigh-
Ah, 'tis a cruel task to die!
poem by Helen Maria Williams
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Tomorrow's
Trying hard, I thought I'd done my best
All my life, I can't get no rest
Some who've closed the door before
Say I can't carry on no more.
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
Listened long, tried to take it in
All these facts leave me in the swim
It's down and down there is no up
I think that I've run out of luck.
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
Tomorrow's just another... day
Walking now, over covered ground
There is a chance if I move around
I need a moment to reflect
On the friendships I have wrecked.
Why is it I(???) don't I always try ?
I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
And it gets better every day
I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
And it gets better every day
I heard them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
Tomorrow's just another...
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
song performed by by Madness
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Tommorows Just Another Day (Warped 12 Mix)
Trying hard, I thought I'd done my best
All my life, I can't get no rest
Some who've closed the door before
Say I can't carry on no more.
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
Listened long, tried to take it in
All these facts leave me in the swim
It's down and down there is no up
I think that I've run out of luck.
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
Tomorrow's just another... day
Walking now, over covered ground
There is a chance if I move around
I need a moment to reflect
On the friendships I have wrecked.
Why is it I, don't I always try ?
I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
And it gets better every day
I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
And it gets better every day
I heard them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
Tomorrow's just another...
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
song performed by by Madness
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Tomorrow's Just Another Day
Trying hard, I thought I'd done my best
All my life, I can't get no rest
Some who've closed the door before
Say I can't carry on no more.
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
Listened long, tried to take it in
All these facts leave me in the swim
It's down and down there is no up
I think that I've run out of luck.
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
Tomorrow's just another... day
Walking now, over covered ground
There is a chance if I move around
I need a moment to reflect
On the friendships I have wrecked.
Why is it I(???) don't I always try ?
I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
And it gets better every day
I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
And it gets better every day
I heard them say
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them say
Tomorrow's just another day
Tomorrow's just another...
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
...
16 wings of a dove missing lyrics
song performed by by Madness
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What is a Friend?
True friends will never let each other down
True friends will tell each other when they are right or wrong
True friends listen to their problems without casting judgment
True friends are never afraid to tell you like it is
A true friend knows when to say no
A true friend will never flop you
A true friend will be supportive of all you do
A true friend will be there to dry your weeping eyes
A true friend will lend a shoulder for you to cry on
A true friend cares how you are doing
A true friend cares about your day-to-day life
A true friend always calls and checks up on you
A true friend gives of himself/herself without asking for anything in return
A true friend would not lend you money but give you whatever they can
A true friend may argue, fuss, and fight with you but will always be there for you
A true friend forgives you for your shortcomings
A true friend will come to your aid no matter what time of day it is
A true friend doesn’t wait to hear from you to make the first call
A true friend just calls to chitchat with you
A true friend is like a Godsend in times of perils
A true friend is always welcoming
A true would give you the coat off their backs
A true friend knows enough is enough
A true friend will be by your side when you need them the most
A true friend will run an intercept or blockage for you
True friends will CYA for each other
True friends knows that this world wasn’t promised to us
True friends make the best of a bad situation
True friends keeps each others secretes
True friends keeps no secretes from one another
True friends share each other’s lives
A true friend is forever
Are you a true friend?
Ask yourself that question
Can you be a true friend?
Do you deserve a good friend?
There are no goodbyes in life, just hellos
Hello friend
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Falling Out Of Love
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the its about time album, and has also been released on the country roads collection. a live version also appears on the wildlife c
T album.
This is what its like falling out of love
This is the way you lose your very best friend
This is how it feels when its all over
This is just the way true love ends
First of all theres no one to talk to
When there is they just dont seem to hear
Words dont seem to matter much anyway
They cant describe the pain
They cant explain the fear
Then the nights grow cold and hard to live through
Still you hate to see the morning come
Somehow tomorrow doesnt matter much anymore
The future holds no promise
Your lifes already done
This is what its like falling out of love
This is the way you lose your very best friend
This is how it feels when its all over
This is just the way true love ends
The you find your heart no longer flutters
You no longer look through a lovers eyes
Whats to see when the world falls down around you
You simply cant believe it
But it comes as no surprise
This is what its like falling out of love
This is the way you lose your very best friend
This is how it feels when its all over
This is just the way true love ends
Whats the sense of failure
Its such an incredible loss
Its all the things youll never do
And all the dreams that will never come true
This is what its like falling out of love
This is the way you lose your very best friend
This is how it feels when its all over
This is just the way true love ends
Oh this is just the way a true love ends
I dont believe a true love ever ends
Words and music by john denver
song performed by by John Denver
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Ashes Of Life
Love has gone and left me and the days are all alike;
Eat I must, and sleep I will,—and would that night were
here!
But ah!—to lie awake and hear the slow hours strike!
Would that it were day again!—with twilight near!
Love has gone and left me and I don't know what to do;
This or that or what you will is all the same to me;
But all the things that I begin I leave before I'm through,—
There's little use in anything as far as I can see.
Love has gone and left me,—and the neighbors knock and
borrow,
And life goes on forever like the gnawing of a mouse,—
And to-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow
There's this little street and this little house.
poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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The Beauti Of Sorrow
Beauti of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
conceptually multiplied
virtually personified
politically religified
perceptually cubified
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
life is a beauty
living our prize
to share them our duty*
effects all our lives*
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
running reel of thoughts
projection of the mind
independent performing plots
and a function to define
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
many a different beauties
shine in a single sorrow
many a different evenings
raise a plethora of tomorrows
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
contemplation of all thats left
the final mystery announced
a souls a speck of a black hole's death
so evil, and good renounce
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
sorrow isn't knowing now
knowing hurts so much
hurt is hope that holds you down
ego is a common crutch
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
*Changed Line From:
[to share it our duty-original-2.26.10]
[the purpose of our lives-original-2.26.10]
poem by Tim caffery
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Ale
Now do I hear thee weep and groan,
Who hath a comrade sunk at sea?
Then quaff thee of my good old ale,
And it will raise him up for thee;
Thoul't think as little of him then
As when he moved with living men.
If thou hast hopes to move the world,
And every effort it doth fail,
Then to thy side call Jack and Jim,
And bid them drink with thee good ale;
So may the world, that would not hear,
Perish in hell with all your care.
One quart of good ale, and I
Feel then what life immortal is:
The brain is empty of all thought,
The heart is brimming o'er with bliss;
Time's first child, Life, doth live; but Death,
The second, hath not yet his breath.
Give me a quart of good old ale,
Am I a homeless man on earth?
Nay, I want not your roof and quilt,
I'll lie warm at the moon's cold hearth;
No grumbling ghost to grudge my bed,
His grave, ha! ha! holds up my head.
poem by William Henry Davies
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All About You
hear our praises
hear your people sing
hear our hearts cry
your love is everything
and all will hear this shout
as the nations turn to you
and this will be your anthem
'cause we're all about you
and the world you promise
and all we have will give you praise
'cause we're all about you
and the world can't stop us
living your way, always
let our hearts break as we praise your name
let the earth shake
this is the sound of faith
and the walls will fall down
and religion will break
and the nations will hear this shout
can you hear the sound of faith?
all the walls are falling down
as all the nations praaise
and all the world will hear this shout
can you hear the sound of faith?
song performed by by Hillsong
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Believe In Life – Eternal
Believe In Them.
There are corporate profiteers
who complacent profess
children are rightful heirs
reclaiming future inherited.
Vessels representing resplendent
visionary technological hope.
Do dinosaurs not know
cosmic fabled future is now?
Teach consecration now.
Hear visionary cry now.
Today’s environmental mistakes
cannot postponement wait...
until convenient reconcilable
improbable action morrow.
Animated Consequence History
is manufactured industry today.
Problems solved
do not perpetuate
grey oncoming day
with malignant thunder
warming weather patterns
producing supercell storms
highlighting lost leaden horizons
as smog asphyxiates – perpetuity.
Inspired intellects
harbouring compassion
must suspend cynical
capitalist utilitarian ideology.
Cultivate nurture seeds
generating genuine encompassing humility.
Solar magnetic flares will blot horizons
polar shifts 33 degrees site new continental.
Repercussions
defining all acts
reverberate indelibly.
Teach consecration now.
Hear visionary cry now.
Today’s mistakes
cannot wait... until
reconcilable improbable morrow.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Written in August 1996 on the 30.8.1996.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Flower-De-Luce: To-Morrow
'Tis late at night, and in the realm of sleep
My little lambs are folded like the flocks;
From room to room I hear the wakeful clocks
Challenge the passing hour, like guards that keep
Their solitary watch on tower and steep;
Far off I hear the crowing of the cocks,
And through the opening door that time unlocks
Feel the fresh breathing of To-morrow creep.
To-morrow! the mysterious, unknown guest,
Who cries to me: 'Remember Barmecide,
And tremble to be happy with the rest.'
And I make answer: 'I am satisfied;
I dare not ask; I know not what is best;
God hath already said what shall betide.'
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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There's No To-Morrow
Two long had Lov'd, and now the Nymph desir'd,
The Cloak of Wedlock, as the Case requir'd;
Urg'd that, the Day he wrought her to this Sorrow,
He Vow'd, that he wou'd marry her To-Morrow.
Agen he Swears, to shun the present Storm,
That he, To-Morrow, will that Vow perform.
The Morrows in their due Successions came;
Impatient still on Each, the pregnant Dame
Urg'd him to keep his Word, and still he swore the same.
When tir'd at length, and meaning no Redress,
But yet the Lye not caring to confess,
He for his Oath this Salvo chose to borrow,
That he was Free, since there was no To-Morrow;
For when it comes in Place to be employ'd,
'Tis then To-Day; To-Morrow's ne'er enjoy'd.
The Tale's a Jest, the Moral is a Truth;
To-Morrow and To-Morrow, cheat our Youth:
In riper Age, To-Morrow still we cry,
Not thinking, that the present Day we Dye;
Unpractis'd all the Good we had Design'd;
There's No To-Morrow to a Willing Mind.
poem by Anne Kingsmill Finch
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Will Sail Tomorrow
THE good ship lies in the crowded dock,
Fair as a statue, firm as a rock:
Her tall masts piercing the still blue air,
Her funnel glittering white and bare,
Whence the long soft line of vapory smoke
Betwixt sky and sea like a vision broke,
Or slowly o'er the horizon curled
Like a lost hope fled to the other world:
She sails to-morrow,--
Sails to-morrow.
Out steps the captain, busy and grave,
With his sailor's footfall, quick and brave,
His hundred thoughts and his thousand cares,
And his steady eye that all things dares:
Though a little smile o'er the kind face dawns
On the loving brute that leaps and fawns,
And a little shadow comes and goes,
As if heart and fancy fled--where, who knows:
He sails to-morrow:
Sails to-morrow.
To-morrow the serried line of ships
Will quick close after her as she slips
Into the unknown deep once more:
To-morrow, to-morrow, some on shore
With straining eyes shall desperate yearn--
'This is not parting? return--return!'
Peace, wild-wrung hands! hush, sobbing breath!
Love keepeth its own through life and death;
Though she sails to-morrow--
Sails to-morrow.
Sail, stately ship; down Southampton water
Gliding fair as old Nereus' daughter:
Christian ship that for burthen bears
Christians, speeded by Christian prayers;
All kinds of angels follow her track!
Pitiful God, bring the good ship back!
All the souls in her forever keep
Thine, living or dying, awake or asleep:
Then sail to-morrow!
Ship, sail to-morrow!
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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I Learn Of Strength, Beauty, Love and Compassion
My heart resides with thee, its tutelar;
My consort with thee, in many ways didascalar-
I learn of strength, beauty, love and compassion;
Rare indeed, yet you possess and gift them, absent ration!
As each day passes to the morrow,
I learn more from thee, with hope to borrow
More permanence still, with the passing of days-
Hoping beyond all hope that this bounty stays!
I reside now in a state heretofore only in the scape of dream;
My reality supplants this aspiration, though real it did seem!
I must cause remind daily that this glory be not a wraith;
Proof positive this hath been, in the overwhelming power of faith!
I shan't cease erudition, thee not, pedagogy-same, contrariwise;
Sikerly this shall be our future, as in the morrow, the Sun shall again rise!
Maurice Harris,18 May 2010
poem by Maurice Harris
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Happiness And Sadness
Happiness what is it, is it love,
or is it just another sound, another word,
happiness is just another thing,
happiness is just another thing to believe in,
Happiness is only for those who deserve,
those who do not won't get the happiness,
those who are happy I pity them,
they know nothing, nothing about this world,
Happiness is evil, we may not see this,
but its true, happiness is evil in so many ways,
happiness is a disguise for the true world,
the hard, cold, hard loving world we live in today,
Happiness is the only feeling you think you want,
I know it isn't I know the dark secrets of the emotion,
I know its hidden secrets, I know its every lying lies,
happiness so cold and unfair to those who don't have it,
my only emotion I take for granted is sadness,
I find this emotion deep, profound, yet enlightening,
sadness so cold and envious is so true,
the sadness is what we need on this world,
sadness is the true world happiness isn't,
the decision is your, live a dream or live reality,
i'm living reality and i'm in the sadness,
the cold, dark, alone, cruel, all alone sadness....
poem by Richard Belis
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I Hear 2
I hear that you met someone special to you
I hope that it works out
I hear that you are getting married right after high school
May the stars watch over you my dear friend
I hear that you got pregnant
May the world give them every thing they ever want.
I hear you just celebrated your 5 years anniversary
Grand grads!
I hear that your son just got into U of M
You raised him right.
I hear that you just found out you have cancer
I'm sorry my old friend. May god watch over you.
I hear you are to die at age 70
I will always be here for you. And I love you my dear old friend
poem by Joe Johnson
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A genocide in Africa has not received the same attention that genocide in Europe or genocide in Turkey or genocide in other part of the world. There is still this kind of basic discrimination against the African people and the African problems.
quote by Boutros Boutros Ghali
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Written Afterwards
So the days of my tramping are over,
And the days of my riding are done—
I’m about as content as a rover
Will ever be under the sun;
I write, after reading your letter—
My pipe with old memories rife—
And I feel in a mood that had better
Not meet the true eyes of the wife.
You must never admit a suggestion
That old things are good to recall;
You must never consider the question:
‘Was I happier then, after all?’
You must banish the old hope and sorrow
That make the sad pleasures of life,
You must live for To-day and To-morrow
If you want to be just to the wife.
I have changed since the first day I kissed her.
Which is due—Heaven bless her!—to her;
I’m respected and trusted—I’m ‘Mister,’
Addressed by the children as ‘Sir.’
And I feel the respect without feigning—
But you’d laugh the great laugh of your life
If you only saw me entertaining
An old lady friend of the wife.
By-the-way, when you’re writing, remember
That you never went drinking with me,
And forget our last night of December,
Lest our sev’ral accounts disagree.
And, for my sake, old man, you had better
Avoid the old language of strife,
For the technical terms of your letter
May be misunderstood by the wife.
Never hint of the girls appertaining
To the past (when you’re writing again),
For they take such a lot of explaining,
And you know how I hate to explain.
There are some things, we know to our sorrow,
That cut to the heart like a knife,
And your past is To-day and To-morrow
If you want to be true to the wife.
I believe that the creed we were chums in
Was grand, but too abstract and bold,
And the knowledge of life only comes in
When you’re married and fathered and old.
And it’s well. You may travel as few men,
You may stick to a mistress for life;
But the world, as it is, born of woman
Must be seen through the eyes of the wife.
No doubt you are dreaming as I did
And going the careless old pace,
While my future grows dull and decided,
And the world narrows down to the Place.
Let it be. If my ‘treason’s’ resented,
You may do worse, old man, in your life;
Let me dream, too, that I am contented—
For the sake of a true little wife.
poem by Henry Lawson
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