To All My Delight
Failure goes with anger
Pride will go with love
Winner be my only gain
From one of the above.
I counted all the reasons
So I won't be hesitant,
To cast my winning vote
For the best I have got.
Pride! you can do it,
Have no doubt or fear.
We grossly differ in politics
But to all my delight.
poem by Eugene C. Chorosinski
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It is remarkable that men, when they differ in what they think considerable, are apt to differ in almost everything else... Thus they differ in affection, as they differ in judgement, and the contention which began in pride, ends in anger.
quote by Cato the Elder
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Each Vote Counts
Stood on line with many to cast ONE vote;
after an hour or more, after finishing, I walked out the door.
Lines of voters snaked Brooklyn Tech's HS floor.
Wiggling and giggling in delight, I counted
each vote, adding them to my count!
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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Lion's Pride
The Lion, He sits upon the mountain.
Watching over the pride, which is His joy.
Emotionless.
He shows no fear.
With Him, a calmness and peace.
He struts with confidence.
As he approaches the pride,
No one will challenge Him.
He is Alpha.
The true leader.
Both Trusting and trusted.
When confronted, it is not His pride He protects.
To protect His pride is foolish.
He knows He is Alpha
It is the pride,
The pride is for Him to sacrifice for.
The Lioness respects him
He is the head of the pride.
He loves Her and for the pride would lay down His life.
It is His cross to bear.
For it was the role, He was born to play.
As the Lion leads the pride,
A man should lead His pride & joy.
Whatever pride He protects,
Determines if He is Alpha.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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The reason it takes us from November the second to December the sixth to certify is because we have a very tedious, very comprehensive process where we audit by precinct, across the state, every vote that was cast to make sure that every vote that was legally cast is counted.
quote by Kenneth Blackwell
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Beginning of destruction
pride it’s all your fault
Pride it’s all your fault we in this mess
Pride it’s all your fault we are suffering
Pride it’s all your fault people are shedding blood
Pride it’s all your fault families are destroyed
Pride it’s all your fault people are so greedy and selfish
Pride it’s all your fault people have no love
Pride it’s all your fault are so jealous of each other
Pride it’s all your fault people are so lost
Pride it’s all your fault dying from this horrible diseases
Pride it’s all your fault we have so many orphans
Pride it’s all your fault people are betraying each other
Pride it’s all your fault are dying of hunger
Pride it’s all your fault fathers are sleeping with their children
Pride it’s all your fault people are so heartless
Pride it’s all your fault there is no peace, unity and harmony in this world
Pride it’s all your fault we have all this sorrow
Pride it’s all your fault God has rejected us
Pride it’s all your fault people are so evil
And they have decided to be in love with evil rather than good
You have ruined this world
You are to blame for all this misery
If lucifer did not have pride in his heart we wouldn’t be in this mess
Pride it all your fault! ! !
Vangile Mtyali
poem by Vangile Mtyali
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Foolish Pride
There are times, we have what's called,
foolish pride and then there comes a time,
when we should cast it aside! Having too
much pride, can stand in your way and in
many a case, it just doesn't pay! You have
to know, when to say, enough, is enough,
why wait, until it's worse and the going, gets
rough? In some instances, it's okay to have
a little pride, be aware, when it gets out of
control, as too much of anything, can make
you, a lost soul! Don't let pride, stand in your
way, if you want to get someone's attention,
do it, in the proper manor and you won't have
any, intervention. So there you have it, you
know what too much pride, can do, try to
be cognizant, of what is, the best for you!
poem by Audrey Heller
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The American system of democracy is founded on the concept that every citizen has the right to vote, to know that their vote is counted, and that the vote is counted accurately.
quote by Barbara Mikulski
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991. Give Me The Pride Of Being Your Child.
You bestow
Some people with pride of having best parents.
Some with pride of inheriting immense wealth.
Some with pride of being born in high caste.
Some with pride of possessing an extraordinary talent.
Some with pride of controlling a great mass.
.....
For me, You denied all these.
I too don’t regret.
In fact, I thank You
For not having added all these
To my already taxing ego.
But, don’t deny Your uplifting love.
Give me only one pride.
The pride of being Your child!
poem by Raman Savithiri
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No Love No Tear
Go and never come again
Go and the God may guide your way
Never think that you can heal
Broken dreams you can't revive Broken hearts may never feel so fear
I'm not the one who can put her dignity down
For a man and beg him to come
Disappointments can't distress my pride to cry
Go and may the God guide your way
The loneiness and pride already i've gain
So long time ago i'm out of lovers game
No Love No Tear To Cry
And the loneliness and my pride
Hugging each other since long time
I! m not ready to pay even a while
For the miserable games of love
And cry regrets a life time
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Pride!
All I have left is my pride.
But a shield, yet a buoy.
Keeps me afloat against vice,
Against your spite that annoy.
My pride; a protective pride,
Affords me dignity's joy-
When you want to stomp my might,
When you want to stop my force.
It is my pride that clears my sight.
Thus leave me to my proud course.
Lest you feel my wrath ever fierce.
My pride, the only dignity I know.
Only wall between trodden tears;
The defender of weak, helpless souls,
Those looking upon the rich with fear.
Pride; the bold titanium shield of sorts.
Blocking the piercing stares and jeers.
Unseen strength that can't be stopped.
Can't be broken; is my pride here.
poem by Real Wordz
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The Winner
Written by c. jackson, m. yancy and g. barge
In this world of make believe I must confess
To be number one youve got to do it better
And if you strive to be happy youll find success
Perspectively youve got to pull it together
Nothing good will come to you if you dont see
A reason for victory
Everybody loves the winner
Only the winner can really make things happen
Everybody loves the winner, so be the winner, I know you are
If theres something youd like to do youve never done
Dont let fear stand in your way
Just collect your dreams and thoughts and get on the run
I wouldnt wait another day
You can be the best in everything you do
When it thawls out, its all up to you
Everybody loves the winner (everybody loves the winner)
Only a winner can really make things happen
Everybody loves a winner (everybody loves a winner)
So be the winner you are
Be a winner, ooh (yes you can, yes you can, yes you can)
Be a winner, ooh (yes you can, yes you can, yes you can)
Be a winner, a winner, a winner, yes you can
cause everybody (everybody) loves (loves a winner)
The winner, so be a winner
You can only make things happen
Everybody (everybody) loves a winner (loves a winner)
So be the winner, I know you are
Every (everybody), everybody, (loves a winner)
Really loves the winner, (so be a winner)
Only the winner can really make things happen
Everybody (everybody) loves the winner (loves a winner)
So be a winner (so be a winner), I know you are if you really try
Be a winner, you know you can, you know you can
You know you can be a winner
(yes you can, yes you can, yes you can)
Scat (yes you can, yes you can, yes you can)
Scat
(everybody) yeah, (loves a winner)
Scat
(everybody loves a winner)
(everybody) everybody really loves a winner (loves a winner)!
song performed by by Natalie Cole
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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My pride
It began when i was a little foetus
Striving for perfection even though
I'm not, the pride was sent
Down to me not by my parents
But my forefathers the royal
Barolong who fought for my
Survival but not my revelation
Of a pride so humble yet poised
This pride provides for me, speaks
For me and it obliviates those
Who underestimate it as it is
Possessed by me and me only
This pride is my pride and my
Pride is my culture
poem by Innocent Seilane
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There's Not Too Many Reasons
There's not too many reasons,
I would...
Set aside my pride.
And there's...
Not too many reasons,
I would...
Not have a peaceful sleep at night.
No!
There's not too many reasons,
Why I...
Wouldn't eat or wish to feel that need.
Or...
Feel a hopelessness inside me,
Without you.
No!
There's not too many reasons,
Why I could not cope.
And...
There's not too many reasons,
Why I'd give up hope.
And...
There's not too many reasons,
Why I'd be on knees.
No...
There's not too many reasons,
Why I could not eat.
And...
There's not too many reasons,
Why I could not sleep.
Or believe there's a me to live and breathe,
Without you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There is no Fear
The people of this world, if against they stand,
There is no fear, there is no fear, nothing like fear.
Although, we are counted cheap and rebuked,
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
If to beg for food, would be a life attained,
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
Loveable possessions if, are lost,
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
2. If clothed bosomed damsels, cast their eyes
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
Poison in the mouth, if fed by friends
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
Shielded armies, if to attack approach
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
On the acme of my head, if the sky did crash and plummet down
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
poem by Subramanya Bharathi
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Pride and Prejudice
Elizabeth, I fell in love with you,
Without seeing you in person.
Without being born in your days,
With a figure that I carved of you,
Out of manners written in words
By Jane Austin in Pride and Prejudice.
I have cut such a figure of you in my
thought.
Like of which no heroine could match
If she were to enact you in a play.
You are the epitome of pride,
The pride without vanity,
The pride without humility either;
The pride with a royal aura
Without any royal blood.
You have had such pride as forbade
You even to reveal your love
To one you were deeply in love with,
And to one who condescended to love
Till he himself laboured to spell.
Elizabeth, I fell in love with you
For your pride, poise and composure.
16.12.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To Lucasta on Going to the War - For the Fourth Time
It doesn’t matter what’s the cause,
What wrong they say we’re righting,
A curse for treaties, bonds and laws,
When we’re to do the fighting!
And since we lads are proud and true,
What else remains to do?
Lucasta, when to France your man
Returns his fourth time, hating war,
Yet laughs as calmly as he can
And flings an oath, but says no more,
That is not courage, that’s not fear—
Lucasta he’s a Fusilier,
And his pride sends him here.
Let statesmen bluster, bark and bray,
And so decide who started
This bloody war, and who’s to pay,
But he must be stout-hearted,
Must sit and stake with quiet breath,
Playing at cards with Death.
Don’t plume yourself he fights for you;
It is no courage, love, or hate,
But let us do the things we do;
It’s pride that makes the heart be great;
It is not anger, no, nor fear—
Lucasta he’s a Fusilier,
And his pride keeps him here.
poem by Robert Graves
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Pride
Pride
I heard you saying it is the first of the seven deadly sins
But for me it is a virtue and its absence cause deficiency
We only need to restore it, our major goal in treatment
For if it is destructive, conceit and arrogance among our fellows
Then the pride in us properly be called unhealthy
Not a feeling of positive regard to drew out our potentiality
Pride without humility is a feeling of superiority
But for pride in a correct understanding, feels good of who he is
Aware of his limitation and retains a secure heart
For pride is his justice of admiration for humanity
Without he alone or she only but share the success with others
For failure of others has no room in “the heart”
and acceptance never depart
Pride then is a feeling of positive regard of himself
Very healthy feeling a tremendous motivator for self actualization
He does not need to elevate from others for he is secure and mature
A genuine self pride moves to condemn not but to promote no strife
For pride is part of him but not unjust yet with self communion
Self aware of being not vexed by power of pride
but possesses mature and healthy nature
poem by Jordan Legaspi
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The Race Is On (set I)
Race is On
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I feel tears welling up from down deep inside,
like my heart's gotta be free,
instead of lonliness sharp and painful
that I may never shake.
You might think that I'm taking it hard
since you broke me off with a call,
Well, I'll wager that I'll hide in sorrow and
I might lay right down and ball.
Now the race is on and here comes pride up the back stretch,
heartaches a goin' to the inside,
my tears are holding back,
tryin' not to fall.
My heart's out of the running,
true love scratched for another's sake,
the race is on and it looks like heartaches,
and the winner loses all.
One day I ventured in love never once suspecting
what the final result would be.
I live in fear of waking up each morning,
and finding that you're gone from me.
There's an aching pain in my heart for the name
of the one that I hated to face,
someone else came out to win her,
and I came out in second place.
Now the race is on and here comes pride up the back stretch,
heartaches a goin' to the inside,
my tears are holding back,
tryin' not to fall.
My heart's out of the running,
true love scratched for another's sake,
the race is on and it looks like heartaches,
and the winner loses all.
Now the race is on and here comes pride up the back stretch,
heartaches a goin' to the inside,
my tears are holding back,
tryin' not to fall.
My heart's out of the running,
true love scratched for another's sake,
the race is on and it looks like heartaches,
and the winner loses all
song performed by by Grateful Dead
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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This pride of mine
Is it my absurd pride,
Which countenanced you to take off and run?
Is it my rainbow pride,
Which made you flee to the searing sun?
I beg of you
Stop! Think twice
A little pride is better than nice.
That is a saying plausibly far from wise!
If your love could fall once more out of the sky
This pride of mine I throw out amply to the sea
I tell no lie and I speak no lies
This pride of mine, I’ll give to another for free
For years and years
I have chewed over on my pride
Crying out inside beclouded tears
Our love went down with a dingy backslide
But! But!
This pride of mine was too blind to see
Sometimes it draws out the beauty in me
Sometimes it sheds out the ugly in me
Like leaves falling off once a blossoming tree
This pride of mine
Needs to resign
This pride of mine
Isn’t sweeter than wine
But! But!
If your love could fall once more out of the sky
This pride of mine I throw out amply to the sea
I promise to be humble, humble and humble
For upon your type of love I may never stumble!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Pride
pride settles for many words
words that stab back like the knives of the knaves
shimmering and sharp and shaking
pride flying without wings
scaling the heights of mountains
hollow body without bones
feathered without flesh
pride too light for wisdom
too heavy with reasons less
pride jumps out of the cliff
lands on the the sharp stones
curses and crushes upon itself
bloody and shattered and pierced
mourns for no other
but itself unto itself losing
all upon itself knowing pretending
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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