Song of Painful Plea 1
Who adulterated our kerosene?
Where are they? Where do they live?
Unimaginable pains I have seen
For their greed I live in grief
Broken hearts and scars
Fills every where like cars
Aftermath of deceptive greed
We did no wrong
We hurt no one,
As innocent as the babe
And fresher than the day
Your hearts are charcoals and
Your conscience as dead as Latin
Let thy evil pursue thee like a cat
After a mouse, thou shall experience
The pains you’ve inflicted as boomerang
Young ones kept captives of pricking pain,
Praying for freedom by the day
Old ones gnash fragile teeth and say;
“In all where’s the illusive gain?
We are your sisters, wives and mothers”
Who adulterated our kerosene?
Where are they? Where do they live?
Are they the visionless touts in the crowded street?
Or the greedy man
Standing at the podium, in black suit?
poem by Ingibo Benson
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Kerosene
everywhere I look I see
exclusive huddled
uninviting shelter
is privilege
of the same and competent
kerosene keeps me warm
I'm alone to watch it burn
kerosene
exposure is a pitiful
and pointless way of dying
before it gets me
I'll set a funeral pyre
kerosene keeps me warm
I'm alone to watch it burn
kerosene
i'm a man and
my dignity won't wave
Tonight buildings rage!
kerosene keeps me warm
it feels so good
to watch it burn kerosene
kerosene keeps me warm
feels so good
to watch it burn kerosene
song performed by by Bad Religion
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Greediness of Some People
Take Take Take
That's all our people do
Take Take Take and never give
They only wish to receive
Don't care about who their hurtin
Dont care about who their affecting
Whether it be innocent kids or families
Whether they be ill and homeless
No only think about themselves and how they can 'help' themselves
It makes me sick to my stomach watchin them grab and take
The finickiest and how they just want want, want
Isn’t it good enough that they get anything
Isn’t what matters that you were thought about
N of course not it's always what they have and how they can get more of it
Instead of overflowing with joy, happiness and generosity
They're overflowing with greed and not caring about anyone but themselves
They steal and take what doesn’t belong to them
They eat and eat away at the hearts of those that care
They hurt innocent people and show their true colors
Show what really matters to them
This is the example that they give to their young
This is what the world has become
Survival of the fittest, yeah that's what they'll call it
When really their just being selfish and greedy
Biting off more than they can chew
They’ll get what’s coming to them
God sees all and though he may not act now he will in his own time
I just hope that it happens sooner rather than later
Before even more hearts are broken and even more people are hurt
Not everyone deserves such harsh and unfair treatment and it's obvious that the greed of today’s society is what outnumbers the good
Generosity will always go far but somehow the selfishness always out numbers the generous
poem by Candice George
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One Cannot Live One's Childrens' Lives For Them
ONE CANNOT LIVE ONE’S CHILDRENS’ LIVES FOR THEM
One cannot live one’s childrens’ lives for them-
Their pains are their pains-
Their disappointments their disappointments-
One cannot take them away
From every real hurt,
And make them live always
In Blessing Happiness Love.
One cannot live one’s childrens’ lives for them
Even their pain is their own
Though sometimes it hurts us so much
We do not feel the difference.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sisters, O Sisters
-male chauvinist pig engineer, ha! ha!
-right on, sister!
We lost our green land, we lost our clean air,
We lost our true wisdom and we live in despair.
O sisters, o sisters, lets stand up right now,
Its never too late to start from the start.
O wisdom, o wisdom, thats what we ask for,
And, yes, my dear sisters, we must learn to ask.
Wisdom, o wisdom, thats what we ask for,
Thats what we live for no-oo-ow.
Wisdom, o wisdom, thats what we ask for,
Thats what we live for no-oo-ow.
O sisters, o sisters, lets wake up right now,
Its never too late to shout from our hearts.
O freedom, o freedom, thats what we fight for,
And, yes, my dear sisters, we must learn to fight.
Freedom, o freedom, thats what we ask for,
Thats what we live for no-oo-ow.
O freedom, o freedom, thats what we ask for,
Thats what we live for no-oo-ow.
O sisters, o sisters, lets give up no more,
Its never too late to build a new world.
O new world, o new world, thats what we live for,
And, yes, my dear sisters, we must learn to live.
New world, o new world, thats what we live for,
Thats what we must now learn to build.
O new world, o new world, thats what we live for,
Thats what we must now learn to build.
New world, o new world, thats what we live for,
Thats what we must now learn to build.
O new world, o new world, thats what we live for,
Thats what we must now learn to build.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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The Need And The Greed
Need is a desire; greed is a desire.
Desires denied, sufferings surface.
Need is met at ease but not the greed
Which is boundless with sufferings profound.
Need and greed aren’t in water tight cells.
Need might restrict to physical wants.
Greed is for ego’s gratification.
Possessiveness is the sign of the greed.
To earn by wrongful means is from greed.
To exploit and hoard is an act of greed.
To garner and flaunt all you have is greed.
Greedless, though penny-less, you’re loveable.
To sedate the pride is to tame the greed.
To kindle the pride is to fuel the greed.
Having got money, power and possession,
As the result of greed, you will lose peace.
Remove the greed; jealousy is gone.
Remove the greed; no feeling of revenge.
Hail the poor and condemn the greedy.
Then the tendency to grow rich will wane.
Live simple; live humble; then need is less.
Be proud to own a bicycle, not a car.
Value one who owns a bicycle, not a car.
You will have saved energy and the nature.
Don’t embrace comforts, which will weaken you.
Don’t enthuse with ego, which will make loss big.
Unlike the cheat, being poor is not a shame.
Less wants; less sufferings, more happiness.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Take Pride My Co Poets
Take pride my co poets and tell what you feel and see
So that your words and life will not just be a memory.
We are speaking for all mankind
So no one has to read between the lines.
We are telling of every persons hopes, dreams
Pains, joy, laughter, isn’t that what we’re all after?
To let the world know what’s in our hearts and minds
Not just one who is standing on the sidelines.
We want the world to hear us
when we scream and holler
And to see us when we cry
to see us when we live
And love us while we die.
We are the voices which could
Not be heard.
We are the tears that forever burn.
We are the music in peoples hearts
We are the abandoned, rejected
Forlorn and forgotten.
We are the children who cry with hunger.
We are the ones who look up to our parents
Because there is no other.
We are the voices of the people
We are the churches, we are the steeples.
We are the ones who scream out their pains
Without a voice, no step do they gain.
WE ARE POETS ONE AND ALL
WE STAND TOGETHER OR WE FALL.
poem by Louis Rams
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Live
Clear out your mind
Look to your past and see what you can find
Stole soul afraid
Of the prophets perfect picture falls away
Is this the life that we choose to live
Or is this the life that has been giving
Now is the time to see what my life should be
What is mine!?
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
It's a timeless rage
For many people praying to be saved
Truth is so strong
It needs lights to guide it so it can carry on
I've seen blood on my hands
Am I dead or is this where it begins
I feel the shame
For my friend who put a bullet in his brain!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
song performed by by Zug Izland
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Patted Fat Cats
They want deregulation done by government.
But from their mouths they shout and say,
They want the government away.
They want deregulation done by government.
But from their mouths they shout and say,
They want the government away.
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who just want to feed their greed.
And when the greeding stops,
They want to blame someone about it!
And...
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who just want to feed their greed.
And when the greeding stops,
They want to blame someone about it!
They don't want no more taxes.
But they want to live relaxed.
To live their lives on that high hog...
Like patted fat cats!
They don't want no more taxes.
But they want to live relaxed.
To live their lives on that high hog...
Like patted fat cats!
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who just want to feed their greed.
And when the greeding stops,
They want to blame someone about it!
And...
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who just want to feed their greed.
And when the greeding stops,
They want to blame someone about it!
They want deregulation done by government.
But from their mouths they shout and say,
They want the government away.
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct their evils.
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct misdeeds.
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct their evils.
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct misdeeds.
What's wrong with greedy people,
And their foolish beliefs!
What's wrong with greedy people,
And their foolish beliefs!
What's wrong with greedy people,
Who can not correct their evils.
What's wrong with greedy people,
And their foolish beliefs!
Like patted fat cats stroking their own backs.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pain!
All the pain
Inside me is to much
I can't help but hurt
It's all the pain
All the pain
Fills me with scars
I can't help but hurt
The pains killing me
All the pain
I'm full of fear
I can't help but hurt
The pain has changed my life
I can't handle that pain!
poem by Stacey Manley
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Sonnet: God’s Grief’s Greater?
How much of sadness fills the hearts of those,
Parents who lost their only child one day?
How much of despair, mother feels, of course,
Seating her only son, dead on the way?
How much grief-stricken do our siblings live,
Seeing their dear ones dead before their eyes?
How can a child on earth remain alive,
When AIDS-affected, widowed, mother dies?
What grief engulfs the hearts of women all,
Who find the babe from womb is born but dead?
How sad God feels when into sin we fall;
And sadder still when to hell, we’re misled.
The Mirth God feels is more when souls return;
His grief’s ’yond compare when in Hell, they burn.
6-26-2001
poem by John Celes
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The Needy, The Greedy
This weight in the world
Balanced in paper
One side falls asleep
Dreaming of what they want
The other side
Dreaming of what they need
Existence demeaning
Nothing For filling
They see what they want
Considering no one
The need, the Greed
Living in the Material World
For the Material Boys & Girls
Isn't all that it seems
Knowledge of nothing
Respect lingering
Comfort exceeding
The Greed of one
Becomes so strong
They Live On
Lost of land
The Greedy Man
Abandoned Alone
All in His Command
Done Nothing Wrong
Beats them down
A Heart of One
One For None
With dirt in their eyes
Sitting in the Cold winter as the fire dies
Hope of their needs
They bleed
Running Along
No place to go
Lives played with
Hearts grow strong
As the days creep on
The Need of one
Becomes so Strong
Death becomes one
Lost of land
The Greedy Man
Abandoned Alone
All in His Command
Done Nothing Wrong
Beats them down
A Heart of One
One For None
On top of the world
Nothing to Prove
Comes Greed and Attitude
Down in the dump
Searching for food
Despair is the factor
In this unfair world
The Greedy Man
Wins again
The Days die on
As they fade away
poem by Aaron Banen
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Sister, O Sister
We lost our green land
We lost our clean air
We lost our true wisdom
And we live in despair
Sisters, o sisters
Lets stand up right now
Its never too late
To start from the start
Wisdom, o wisdom
Thats what we ask for
And yes, my dear sisters
We must learn to ask
Wisdom, o wisdom
Thats what we ask for
Thats what we live for now
Wisdom, o wisdom
Thats what we ask for
Thats what we live for now
Sisters, o sisters
Lets wake up right on
Its never too late
To shout from our hearts
Freedom, o freedom
Thats what we fight for
And yes, my dear sisters
We must learn to fight
Freedom, o freedom
Thats what we ask for
Thats what we live for now
Freedom, o freedom
Thats what we ask for
Thats what we live for now
Sisters, o sisters
Lets give up no more
Its never too late
To build a new world
New world, o new world
Thats what we live for
And yes, my dear sisters
We must learn to live
New world, o new world
Thats what we live for
Thats what we must now learn to build
New world, o new world
Thats what we live for
Thats what we must now learn to build
New world, o new world
Thats what we live for
Thats what we must now learn to build
New world, o new world
Thats what we live for
Thats what we must learn to build
song performed by by Lennon John
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An Old Man Medicates His Pains Away
AN OLD MAN MEDICATES HIS PAINS AWAY
An old man medicates his pains away
He wants to live in his mind
As if his body can be temporarily forgotten-
He tries to be as he once was
Easy in the skin of himself -
But the pains the pains the pains
They come from different directions
They interrupt they remind they dismay
The pains the pains
They may go away for a time
But they don’t forget to sharpen again-
An old man does not want to think of his body as his enemy
He is no pure mind and does not dream to be
But the pains
When so many come at once
And when no medication can really put a stop to them-
They will defeat him -
Drugged into restless sleep
He will not be able to die without them.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Alankar (Decor) - 13
Freedom is ours to let live, live
Liberty is mine to live or not
So I decide to breathe or not
But He above rules His my life
So is He with my life's strife
Only my sense to sense His knot
And my mind warns, my heart feels
My vision alerts to care my wheels
To choose the good to gain good
To avoid the bad not to brood
An eye third in me that reveals
Freedom so not to act and hurt
Nor spit on oneself to get hurt
Nor even to hurt any to fight
Nor high to die to say right
But to soar leveled joy to spurt
Freedom so to share joy and live
To serve, be served, such to thrive
Freedom not to be a selfish waste
So to be feckless a heedless taste
Freedom is ours to let live, live
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Greed
“Greed”
GREED
IT IS SUCH A TERRIBLE THING
HEARTS IT TEARS AND MAKES THEM BLEED
AT TIMES IT BURNS SO BAD WHAT A STING
SO MUCH EVIL IT NEVER LEADS TO A GOOD DEED
GREED SUCH A VICIOUS THING
GREED
IT DESTROYS MARRIGES AND LIFES
IT DESTROYS WHAT WE WORK SO HARD TO EARN
IN CASES LEAVING MEN WITHOUT WIFES
BUT YET WE NEVER LEARN
TRUE TOO WIFES WITHOUT MEN
THE WORST PAIN UNDER THIS HAT
ARE CHILDREN THAT STAY WITH NONE OF THEM
SO UNDERSTAND WHAT A BAD BREED
THIS MONSTER IS, THIS MONSTER THAT
WE OFTEN CALL GREED
GREED
IT MAKES FREINDS INTO FOES
IT TURNS BROTHERS AGAINST BROTHERS
IT BRINGS SO MUCH WOES
IT TURNS MOTHERS AGAINST FATHERS
AND STILL WE DONT CONTROL THE NEED
AND TRY AND GET RID OF THIS BEAST
THIS BEAST WE CALL GREED
GREED
IT LEAVES FAMILIES HOMELESS
AND CHILDREN WITHOUT HOPES AND DREAMS
IT MAKES ALL FEEL LIKE SO MUCH LESS
IT BREAKS HEARTS AND MANY TEAMS
THIS TEAMS THAT AT MANY TIMES
WERE BEATIFUL AND HAPPY FAMILIES
BUT DUE TO GREED, FELL FOR THEIR CRIMES
SUCH A BAD CREATURE THAT LIKES TO FEED
ON THE HORRIBLE AND TRAGIC
FOOD WE CALL GREED.
SO PLEASE UNITE AND PRAY
THAT YOU CAN HAVE THE MAGIC
AND HOPE YOU’LL NEVER SEE THE DAY
THAT YOU BECOME THIS THING
CALLED GREED.
GOD BLESS.
MARTIN JAIME GONZALEZ
poem by Martin Gonzalez
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Universal Freedom Is......
Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain
freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.
Freedom to give and freedom to share
freedom from want and that of despair.
Freedom to think and freedom to know
freedom to achieve and freedom to grow.
Freedom from bondage and freedom of liberation
freedom from ignorance and any unknown situation.
Freedom to come and freedom to leave
freedom to stay and freedom to conceive.
Freedom from struggle and freedom of ease
freedom to enjoy and the capacity to please.
Freedom from failure and freedom of success
freedom from denial and freedom of access.
Freedom from illusion and freedom of reality
freedom to become what we are in actuality.
Freedom to live and freedom to die
freedom to laugh and freedom to cry.
Freedom to speak and freedom to listen
freedom to act based on a wise decision.
Freedom from hate and freedom of love
freedom of below and freedom of above.
Freedom of the past and freedom of the present
freedom of the future and what it can represent.
Freedom from war and freedom of peace
freedom to begin and freedom to cease.
Freedom from sickness and freedom of health
freedom from poverty and mishandled wealth.
Freedom from wrong and freedom being right
freedom of the day and freedom of the night.
Freedom to choose and freedom to reject
freedom to imagine what there is to expect.
Freedom from lust and freedom from greed
freedom from anger and freedom from breed.
Freedom from jealousy and freedom from pride
freedom from within and freedom from outside.
Freedom of always not having anything to hide.
Freedom from space and also freedom from time
freedom from attachment and freedom from crime
Freedom to work and freedom to play
freedom to believe and freedom to pray.
Freedom to experience a rebirth someday.
Freedom from the body and freedom from the mind
freedom from the ego and freedom from being blind.
Freedom of transcendence being of the spiritual kind.
Universal freedom is eternal and infinite bliss
we should all therefore be able to realise this.
poem by George Krokos
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Missing Pieces
Something went wrong, and you find yourself over analyzing what happen, trying to connect and understand pieces of a puzzle that just don't fit. Thats not making logical sense to you at all. And your left with missing pieces to solve a dysfunctional start. But at thee end of the day, when you done all you can this part will hurt LET IT GO, it's out of your hands give it to GOD AND LIVE, LIVE, LiVE, LiVE love is the key that opens hearts Clarence
poem by Clarence Williams
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The Hope of a better Tomorrow
We sit in the midst hoping and waiting for a better tomorrow
Praying and thinking for whatever comes
Hope gives us the courage to strive
Hope makes us continue our lives
Hope gives us pride
Don't stop praying for hope
Live each day ecstatic
Live each day thankful
Live each day loving someone
Live each day loving yourself
Live each day calmly
Live each day as if it were your last
Live one day at a time
Open your hearts and minds so God can lead you
Let God help you
Let God love you
It's never to late to pray
Because we all look for hope
poem by Alisha Ricks
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They Thought I Was A Thief Too
They thought I was a thief too
Get those handcuffs jiffily
Let us brace him
How I quaked!
In terror we pray
Gnash our teeth
Our knees knock,
Our hearts resigned to fate.
It was my voice and identification
That affected my release
I was simply lucky
One of them knew me.
In terror we pray
Gnash our teeth
Our knees knock,
Our hearts resigned to fate.
Now I can exhale
I came closely calamity
Jaws of exclusion closed in on me
But Samson's grip loosed them again.
In terror we pray
Gnash our teeth
Our knees knock,
Our hearts resigned to fate.
I swing and exalt like Lekeleke
But I also quiz;
If God dwells in thick darkness,
Must I too?
In terror we pray
Gnash our teeth
Our knees knock,
Our hearts resigned to fate.
poem by Samuel Nze
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Living With Yourself
How do you live with yourself
When you are walking down the street
How do you live with yourself
When you tell lies to the people that you meet.
Don't you know that's it's not loyalty
When you go from one man to another
Don't you think that it's also disrespectful
When you tell others that you are a good mother.
You have cheated on all of your husbands
And also your boyfriends when you begged for help
Honestly how can you believe you done nothing wrong
Tell me again, how can you live with yourself.
Don't you know that it is a mortal sin
To live a life the way that you do
Telling your children that you done no wrong
Do you really want them to respect or be like you.
You live as a user and an adulterous
While others say you live a life as a tramp and a whore
And you have your children watching you sin
How can you live with yourself any more.
Are you happy with the deeds you have done
Even with the ones you have done many times before
Are you not tired of lying and making up stories
Dont you understand why with people you they ignore.
You still put on your act with people that you meet
You will not tell them the truth about yourself
If they knew too the evil and sin you commited
They would also tell you that you are going to hell.
So close your conscience and live your lie
And act like you care for others and them you want to help
But all you care is for yourself and only you
And ask GOD please, how can you live with yourself.
poem by Randy McClave
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