They Never Left: Stanza 2
As a boy
I thought of nothing
but boyish things,
never forced
to think of the future
always living
a day-to-day life,
studying,
maturing,
working in the woods
with axe and saw.
But oh,
the coal came
and then the oil
and
electricity
like magic.
My aching shoulders
became strong
swinging from Birch to Birch
fishing,
running,
hiding,
chasing after
Monsters,
Witches,
Killers,
Lovers,
all hiding from me,
cowering
starved-to-death little creatures.
I wiped them all out
with my strength
and determination
and power
and
courage.
poem by Gordon Francis
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My Desire.
How I wish the sky is not my limit
But wish it my beginning
How I wish I could change the world
Bringing the world into oneness
How I wish I could rule over life
And life not rule over me
Making things happen the way I want it
And not things running me
How I wish I could see the future
Studying and planning for it
Knowing how to fully prepare for it
And not desiring the future
That will break the ties of the past
Not really anxious about the future
But planting for the raining days
When all else is lost, the future still remains
Cos this are my desire
Knowing fully the reality of life
My desire of great things
My desire of great value
poem by Ogunleye Kayode Peter
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The School Where I Studied
I passed by the school where I studied as a boy
and said in my heart: here I learned certain things
and didn't learn others. All my life I have loved in vain
the things I didn't learn. I am filled with knowledge,
I know all about the flowering of the tree of knowledge,
the shape of its leaves, the function of its root system, its pests and parasites.
I'm an expert on the botany of good and evil,
I'm still studying it, I'll go on studying till the day I die.
I stood near the school building and looked in. This is the room
where we sat and learned. The windows of a classroom always open
to the future, but in our innocence we thought it was only landscape
we were seeing from the window.
The schoolyard was narrow, paved with large stones.
I remember the brief tumult of the two of us
near the rickety steps, the tumult
that was the beginning of a first great love.
Now it outlives us, as if in a museum,
like everything else in Jerusalem.
poem by Yehuda Amichai
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Keep'n It Real
Uh - thats right
Reality check
You kno what I mean
Street lifes eh
Scorpion yeah uh
When I was young
I use to dream of being rich
Have alot of houses and cars
Couldn't know which one was which
And finding me a chick and getting hitched
Living the fairy tale life perfect without a ditch
You think that this would bring me happiness
If at the end of every rainbow
There was a treasure chest
Sometimes having more is really less
So take a look inside yourself
You'll realize you're really blessed
No matter how inside you're blue
There's always someone who has it worse than you
Sometimes you gotta pay your dues
So don't worry just push on through
Keep'n it real
Gotta big up all my peoples who be working on the future
Though they know they gotta struggle
Keep'n it real
To all my homies working on the 9 to 5
And doing right to keep themselves up out of trouble
Keep'n it real
Although sometimes I know it seems impossible
There ain't no need in drowning in your sorrows
Keep'n it real
If things are as bad as they can be
You can be sure there'll be a brighter tomorrow
Keep'n it real
Gotta big up all my peoples who be working on the future
Though they know they gotta struggle
Keep'n it real
To all my homies working on the 9 to 5
And doing right to keep themselves up out of trouble
Keep'n it real
Although sometimes I know it seems impossible
There ain't no need in drowning in your sorrows
Keep'n it real
If things are as bad as they can be
You can be sure there'll be a brighter tomorrow
And I forgot to have myself the house
song performed by by Shaggy from Hotshot
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Our time is now
Days continue to pass, still no future in sight
took a left at the fork, i should have turned right
oh how i wish i could see, the beginning to the end of time
and defy the laws of our human mind
instead stuck i stay, forced to live day by day
but is it really such a curse? striving to make each day better than the worst, realizing were not promised tomorrow, this is a thought ment to borrow
what if the future i saw, was bitter and dead
a thought as this would confuse the head
maybe find a feeling of inevitability, and refuse every responsibility
then lie down and wait, to let this impending future become your fate
perhaps your future was the other way around
walking on the sky instead of the ground
would you try as hard to find your light, or dive from a plane that never took flight, because you were blinded by your future shinning so bright
living day by day is a curse? i believe the opposite, reverse
so before from reality you are torn, in seeking the future i must worn
the only rewards are sickle and thorn,
for our time is now, thats why we were born.
'Death is the future for us all, we walk a lifetime, untill we fall' E.A.F
poem by Ethan A. Francis
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An adolescent is somebody who is in between things. A teenager is somebody who's kind of permanently there. And so living with them through the various teenage hopes and sorrows and joys was curiously enough a maturing experience for me.
quote by Andrew Greeley
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Put Living Life On Your Agenda
Put living life on your agenda!
You may as well.
Things you valued and people trusted...
Seem to all have gone to hell.
It may seem that way,
But it doesn't have to be.
While you were working hard on a 9 to 5,
Others were working behind your back...
Cheating for an easier life,
And lieing and deceiving comfortably...
Day and night!
And if you are angry,
You have every right to be.
However...
You are not alone!
You are not the only one,
Trick by a way of life...
Your standards have condoned.
Put living life on your agenda!
You may as well.
Things you valued and people trusted...
Seem to all have gone to hell.
The first sign of trouble didn't faze you at all.
There were clues laid all over the place...
A decadence beginning was being thrown in your face.
The first time you accepted disrespect from someone...
That was a hint,
At least a clue...
You were not the only one to whom that was being done.
And remember making decisions not to become involved?
You shouldn't have turned your back!
What is happening today...
Could have then been easily solved,
Corrected and kept from attack.
So...
Put living life on your agenda!
You may as well.
Things you valued and people trusted...
Seem to all have gone to hell.
And you really didn't care.
If you did what you should have done yesterday...
Was not to observe the crumbling done around you.
Something said would have prevented it instead.
And none of it,
Would have existed.
So...
Put living life on your agenda!
And get rid of everything else you've been doing.
Because whatever it is you've done,
Has not worked to your advantage.
Not if you are crying about your wants and losses!
You relied upon someone else,
To decide what was valued...
And what was to be tossed away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The isness of things is well worth studying; but it is their whyness that makes life worth living.
quote by William Beebe
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A Child Laborer(2)
122 kinds of goods,
that are produced,
include diamond, jade, teak wood,
soccer ball, glass bangle, leather,
firework, carpet, foot wear,
rubber, gold, silver,
sweet strawberry,
and pornography.
International Labor Organization estimates
that more than 12 million working in forced labor or bondage,
that more than 200 millons of children
working in evironment with danger,
around the world in 58 countries,
where there are widespread poverty.
The big boss exploits the child labor,
Making big money is what he cares.
The products are cheap.
Low labor cost gives him profit...a big heap.
The consumers should think twice before they buy.
What if the child laborers were their daughters and boys?
These children lose their childhood of studying and playing.
Instead they are working, sweating and back-aching.
A Make Believe Paradise
Living on the edge of financial disaster.
From the depth of my soul screams of poverty.
So scared of what the future might hold.
Walking down a street trying to pass my self off as a business man in ragged cloths.
Writing down my stories on napkins like a famous author you may know.
Living in the woods, trespassing on others claims to land.
Watching out for someone who might have a gun in hand.
Seeing right front me a posted tree.
Keep out or face the consequences.
Vagrants are never welcome.
Using everything I know to survive when money can no longer be made.
Building a camp fire to stay warm under a bridge.
Only when the river is down or I might drown.
How many times can I be knocked down?
How many times must I go through this?
Before something of a true and steady calling is found.
Lay off after lay off, encircle haunt and taunt me.
A jack of all trades.
A master of none.
A pleasure of working for fun.
From digging hands in the earth, to cutting some wood with a chainsaw.
Even the crows are cawing at my future.
They hope I will die.
Take everything away from a man and what does he got left.
A basic instinct.
Primal to the time of 18th century.
On foot I have always traveled, and once again I might be forced do so.
When the rent backs up and the electric keeps running.
Will the unemployment be enough.
How will I put food on my table when I lose my place in which I live.
I pray whole heartedly my side job succeeds.
With almost no money to put into it.
And customers expecting to be fronted the fix.
Quite a predicament, so apparent I can feel myself going ghostly white in a make believe paradise.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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A Diamond Or A Coal?
A diamond or a coal?
A diamond, if you please:
Who cares about a clumsy coal
Beneath the summer trees?
A diamond or a coal?
A coal, sir, if you please:
One comes to care about the coal
What time the waters freeze.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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For over 15 years, through the clean coal programs of the Department of Energy, the Federal Government has been a solid partner, working jointly with private companies and the states to develop and demonstrate a new generation of environmentally clean technology using coal.
quote by Tim Holden
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Borrowed Time
When I was younger
Living confusion and deep dispair
When I was younger ah hah
Living illusion of freedom and power
When I was younger
Full of ideas and broken dreams (my friend)
When I was younger ah hah
Everything simple but not so clear
Living on borrowed time
Without a thought for tomorrow
Living on borrowed time
Without a thought for tomorrow
Now I am older
The more that I see the less that I know for sure
Now I am older ah hah
The future is brighter and now is the hour
Living on borrowed time
Without a thought for tomorrow
Living on borrowed time
Without a thought for tomorrow
Good to be older
Would not exchange a single day or a year
Good to be older ah hah
Less complications everything clear
Living on borrowed time
Without a thought for tomorrow
Living on borrowed time
Without a thought for tomorrow
song performed by by Lennon John
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The future I choose
My grades are something I take pride in. Like a religion I must follow.
They have to stay as high as possible. A's are what I want like a child
asking for ice cream. My GPA is the lightbof my life, the reason for my
hard working persistance. It means everything to me. It's what will
determine my future. The future I deserve, the future I desire. As I strive
and climb the trail of life it follows me through day and night. I can't get
rid of them no matter what. I want people to know me because of them,
like a infamous football player, someone to remember. Someone to look
up to, someone to respect. My grades determine my future of how people
partake me. This is the future I choose for it's my future to partake in.
poem by Fayeleesa Shropshire
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I stopped living according to my core values. I knew what I was doing was wrong but thought only about myself and thought I could get away with whatever I wanted to.
quote by Tiger Woods
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Foot steps
I walked the footsteps of life.
Through hot cobbles and fire.
I walked the footsteps of pain and hurt.
I was forced to walk in to the woods.
I was forced to do it.
Forced to have sex against my will.
I was foced to feel hurt and pain.
I walked all kinds of footsteps
Footsteps of life.
God how some did hurt.
I walked the footsteps many times.
The footsteps of rape.
Each time by a different man.
To hurt more each time
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Future Is Promises
I saw him today at the station
There was something on his mind
I felt I was on the devils mission
Trying to steal him from a friend
I know it hurts you
And you cant ask why
I know it hurts you
Takes a train to cry
Your only future is promises
For so many years
Your only future is promises
I know you can make it if you try
Youve been living life in the past
Im gonna reach out Im gonna grab your heart
Youve been living life in the eyes of a stranger
Youve gotta free your mind
Cause I want to get nearer
Your only future is promises
For so many years
Your only future is promises
I know you can make it if you try
Take the chance and make the move
But dont think that I will approve
For once Ive finally realised
Being with her wasted your life
Your only future is promises
For so many years
Your only future is promises
I know you can make it if you try
Your only future is promises
For so many years
Your only future is promises
song performed by by Texas
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The Woods
My sorrow lives in the woods.
I cannot complain to anyone.
I must bear it to the woods
in the deepest loneliness.
If ever in future times
someone comes for that reason
he can find in the woods
the shy sorrow of my heart.
When he sees far off in the woods,
alone and quiet,
the deepest shadows lying,
that is my somber sorrow
poem by James Comerford
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The Old Love
I
You love me, only me. Do I not know?
If I were gone your life would be no more
Than his who, hungering on a rocky shore,
Shipwrecked, alone, observes the ebb and flow
Of hopeless ocean widening forth below,
And is remembering all that was before.
Dear, I believe it, at your strong heart's core
I am the life; no need to tell me so.
And yet--Ah, husband, though I be more fair,
More worth your love, and though you loved her not,
(Else must you have some different, deeper name
For loving me), dimly I seem aware,
As though you conned old stories long forgot,
Those days are with you--hers--before I came.
II
The mountain traveller, joyous on his way,
Looks on the vale he left and calls it fair,
Then counts with pride how far he is from there,
And still ascends. And, when my fancies stray,
Pleased with light memories of a bygone day,
I would not have again the things that were.
I take their thought like fragrance in the air
Of flowers I gathered in my childish play.
And thou, my very soul, can it touch thee
If I remember her or I forget?
Does the sun ask if the white stars be set?
Yes, I recall, shall many times, maybe,
Recall the dear old boyish days again,
The dear old boyish passion. Love, what then?
poem by Augusta Davies Webster
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Bwtween two
forced to choose between the two,
forced to choose between honesty and dispair,
forced to choose between beauty and destruction,
forced to choose between life and death,
forced to choose between 3 years and 5 years,
forced to choose between who i am friends with,
and still with the choice of both i loose one.
poem by Matthew Boisjolie
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Accordingly
someday everyone will be wise in the future
everyone will be sensible and forward thinking
wear sensible shoes and act accordingly in the future
wise action according to everyone will be the act
of the future everyone will be futuristic someday
according to god according to everyone and their shoes
in the future everyone will be godless and free
act accordingly in the future or else
play accordions wisely in your godless future
in the future accordions will play themselves
act three in the future: there will be no accordions
everyone will get nostalgic for the accordion god
and act as if they were wise in the future
everyone will be according to god
in the future everyone will not act accordingly
wisdom is unholy in the future
to act accordingly is to stay out of trouble
in the future jails will be bigger and much better
everyone will need some punishment in the future
thinking of accordions will be a crime
lawrence welk is a revolutionary in the future
to act accordingly is to act with wisdom
everyone will act as one in the future
accordingly for everyone to act
in the future everyone will be discredited
everyone must act now to avoid the future
be wise and dont act accordingly
play accordions in the street the future cannot
wait for wisdom and forced accord
one chord might save the future
poem by Stephen Roxborough
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