It may be that we have become so feckless as a people that we no longer care how things do work, but only what kind of quick, easy outer impression they give. If so, there is little hope for our cities or probably for much else in our society. But I do not think this is so.
quote by Jane Jacobs
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I give away something up to $500 million a year throughout the world promoting Open Society. My foundations support people in the country who care about an open society. It's their work that I'm supporting. So it's not me doing it.
quote by George Soros
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What for is money?
I thought on how could be the life
Without having to work for money.
After all this is the money which we work for.
Had we only have enough money to spend
We won’t have to toil our body or brain.
Solution also seemed very easy to me.
Just have a lot of mints to mint money.
Make as much money as may people need
Give them as much as may people want.
All problems are seemingly soon gone.
The root of all evils I thought could be
the root of happiness of all kind instead.
“How could this easy way out be overlooked? ”
Thinking furthermore I thought.
We need mints and we need paper and ink.
We need banks and a lot of ATMs.
People will get money and go for shopping
So we need ample shops. In shops we need products.
We need make shops and we need make products.
but we also need people to run them.
So some people will make paper and some ink.
Some other will work in mints and banks.
Some will work in shops and making products.
Rest all the people will only happily buy things.
Thinking up to here my thought jumbled.
People needed money so they worked.
If money was available for doing no work
Then why should there be anyone to work?
If no one works then where from comes paper and ink?
Where from comes money, banksand ATMs?
Where from then comes products?
Without products how could then we live and enjoy?
So we need products and for products we need to work,
to get people into the works we need money.
So it was that money could not be made free.
I thought 'People have already thought it before me.'
poem by Palas kumar Ray
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Think about this
Think about this?
more people watch dancing with the stars
more people watch American idol
more people watch bad things on tv news
more people
more people live quick
more people live easier
more people exerisce less
more people work longer
more people have someone else do everthing for them
are we more people or robots
Think about this
poem by Vincent Armone
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The Kind Of 'Labor' Most Enjoyed
I am not a rocket scientist.
But with the aid of observation,
I can tell you this...
Making things look easy to do,
Has a way of creating lazy people.
Often I've heard it said by others,
'They do what 'they' do because it is loved...
And easy.
Anybody can do that.
They don't have to work...
Like I do.'
And I have been in positions to 'see' that 'work'!
A blinded trained Seal could have produced much better.
This is not an exaggeration.
More folks sit back to procrastinate,
Than to get things done.
Not only discipline is missing.
People are just not accustomed to dedication.
Unless...
They are dedicated to the wasting of time.
And 'getting-down-and-funky' over a three day weekend,
Best expresses that devotion to the kind of 'labor' most enjoyed.
To be followed by a Monday of complaints,
And expected pay.
For doing absolutely nothing until the middle of the week.
And me?
I could never find this acceptable.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nayib's Song
NAYIB'S SONG (I AM HERE WITH YOU)
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(Gloria Estefan)
Lately my son I've been confused.
Don't know what to tell you 'cause it's all such
bad news.
Lately my son I've been discouraged.
I look around and it fills me with worry.
What kind of world can I offer to you.
Where will it all lead, do we have a way to
make it through?
I've tried to figure it out, to have an answer
I can tell to you
But all I can see, all I can see.
Chorus
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Is I am here with you, and you are here for me.
It's an ongoing process.
I will take care of you and you will take care
of me
If we're gonna make some progress.
Lately my son I feel ashamed.
For many things that have happened and are
happening again.
Really my son I thought we'd learn.
From what I see around me it's a very though
world.
But all I can hope is that you take it as a
challenge.
To create something new that will take you
far and hope that you can manage.
Scatter some hope, 'cause it's not too late to
reapir the damage.
The only way it can be, so easy to see.
Chorus
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Bridge
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You gotta believe, never be afraid to dream.
But follow it through, 'cause it won't get done
unless it comes from you.
Gotta makeit all work, for the ones that are
coming after you.
Though hard it may seem, gota believe.
Chorus
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song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Girls It Aint Easy
(ronald dunbar / edith wayne)
Yeah, it aint easy
Girls it aint easy
To keep the man you love satisfied
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy
To keep the one you love by your side
A womans work is never done
Never stops, it goes on and on
You work your fingers to the bone
You gotta be home every time he phones
Sometimes the going gets a little tough
Seems like my best aint good enough
Keeps you losing sleep
Seven days a week, yeah
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy
To keep the man you love satisfied
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy
To keep the one you love by your side
To keep him happy
You must sacrifice
Be ready and willing
To spend lonely nights
Do what you can
Though he seems ungrateful
Love him so true
Even though he seems unfaithful
But when his hope is gone
And life gets him down
Thats when hell say
He needs you around
Hard to live with him
Hard to live without him
It aint easy, no
Oh, yeah, it aint easy
Girls it aint easy
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy
You got to favour him with understanding
When understanding is what he needs
We try hard to give them respect
All that we get is their regret
But when theyre in trouble
They need our love and care
No matter when we gotta be right there
In between the crying
Gotta keep trying
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy, ooh, ooh, ooh
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy, yeah, ooh
It aint easy
Girls it aint easy, no
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Oh I Use to Be That Goose to Cook
I use to be that goose to cook.
One taken for granted...
Because I had been out and open.
Making the chase easy to take.
As I healed from a mending...
Comprised of negativity and heartbreak.
And today that I no longer care,
Who is there to play hard to get...
In a game of hide and seek.
My presence is not readily available.
To anyone I thought was there to care.
With a sweeping off my feet in the air.
And this is no longer a challenge sought.
With a hope to make myself easily caught.
A sitting goose or a duck I am not.
Waiting from dawn until dusk to be fawned.
I've moved on to correct those things I felt wrong.
I don't do the snapping,
With the quick quips quacked back.
And if anyone comes believing,
I can be strung along?
I tell them immediately I am booked.
'Oh, I use to be that goose to cook.'
But now I recognize myself to be a swan.
Living on the other side,
Of a more diverse...
And populated pond.
To strut and not waddle as I proceed in song.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Leaving Gift, My Prayer
As I prepare to leave I ask myself
What does it mean if I do not get a gift?
What does it mean?
How will I feel?
It means no one cares
No one likes you
I can only expect to get back what I give
Feeling scared as this answer reached me
I say a prayer that it should reach you
I should learn to give more
I hope that I can accept the truth, regret my mistakes, learn from them and hope to change
Hope to be better, hope to be stronger
I hope that I can stay strong, grow into myself and expand out of myself
To doubt myself less and enjoy the good in some
I hope not to conform to a world that does not see me as I am but as I should be
To sympathise with people who see me as different and fear me for it
Who wish I would be just like them so that things would be easy for them
So that they do not have to try so hard to understand the things they are not used to
I hope to believe there is good and seek it out where it can be found
To open myself
For when I am open I can give and receive
As an open bottle can be poured from and filled
poem by Absent Wryta
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Sonnets -'Tis A Materialistic World
The world I see is dishonest, unfair;
It is the same with vassals and master;
There is no bond of respect, love or care;
One cheats the other, heartlessly, faster.
Who cares about the work that stays undone?
The conscience is locked within a shelf;
Who cares about the chaos under Sun?
And people hurry for quick wealth and pelf.
Who cares about the victims who suffer?
-the student, patient, customer and child;
The beaureaucrats have emptied each coffer;
Influences and bribes are rampantly wild.
How can a society ever thus thrive?
When easy money is the only drive.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet -'Tis a Materialistic World.
The world I see is dishonest, unfair;
It is the same with vassals and master;
There is no bond of respect, love or care;
One cheats the other, heartlessly, faster.
Who cares about the work that stays undone?
The conscience is locked within a shelf;
Who cares about the chaos under Sun?
And people hurry for quick wealth and pelf.
Who cares about the victims who suffer?
-the student, patient, customer and child;
The beaureaucrats have emptied each coffer;
Influences and bribes are rampantly wild.
How can a society ever thus thrive?
When easy money is the only drive.
poem by John Celes
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Sonnets: ' Tis A Materialistic World
The world I see is dishonest, unfair;
It is the same with vassals and master;
There is no bond of respect, love or care;
One cheats the other, heartlessly, faster.
Who cares about the work that stays undone?
The conscience is locked within oneself;
Who cares about the chaos under Sun?
As people hurry for quick wealth and pelf.
Who cares about the victims who suffer?
-the student, patient, customer and child;
The beaureaucrats have emptied each coffer;
Influences, bribes are rampantly wild.
How can a society thus ever thrive
When easy money is the only drive?
poem by John Celes
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Work To Do!
i came from a generation
that worked.... was born to
work, daylight to dawn,
for everything we had.
we grew our own food, we
cut firewood, we worked
with our hands.
we were taught to work...
we built houses, bridges,
paved roads... worked on
farms, worked in sawmills,
worked in factories...
whatever it took for food
and shelter...
and if a neighbor got hurt,
or sick, and couldnt work...
we helped him and his family
till he could.
those of us left who can work
are still working, a lot of us are
out of work, and cant find work!
and so the world has changed...
it seems like a lot of people
spend more time avoiding work
than working... a lot of people
look for the easy way out...are
dependent on society...
still a lot of good and willing people
just need help.
they call this progress...based
on technology, and looking out for
number one. seperated, almost islands...
greed has taken the place of the bent back!
so when it all falls apart, and that will
be soon, what happens? who knows how
to survive? who has the backbone?
things to think about, and yes...
work to do!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Do You?
When life gets hard?
Do you give up?
When people doubt you?
Do you prove them wrong?
When people say things?
Do you let it get to you?
When you don't want to be here?
Do you pretend you somewhere else?
When nobody seem to care?
Do you just wonder why?
When life doesn’t go your way?
Do you try to fix it?
When you don’t know what to do?
Do you do the only thing you know?
When you seem to give up on life?
Do you remember the good things that come out of it?
When people not who they seem?
Does that mean you can’t trust anybody?
When you give up on life,
You are missing the things that are offered.
When life gets hard,
It only makes you a stronger person.
When people doubt you,
Who should care?
When people say things,
That’s there problem.
When nobody seem to care,
You can’t just wonder why.
When life don’t go your way,
There a reason it didn’t.
When you don’t know what to do,
You turn to somebody who does.
When people not who they seem,
Remember there always somebody better.
Copyright © 2009
11-12-08
poem by Mona Martinez
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Everything She Wants
Somebody told me
Boy everything she wants is everything she sees
I guess i must have loved you
Because i said you were the perfect girl for me, baby
And now we're six months older
And everything you want and everything you see
Is out of reach not good enough
I don't know what the hell you want from me
Somebody tell me
(won't you tell me)
Why i work so hard for you
(to give you money, work to give you money)
Some people work for a living
Some people work for fun
Girl i just work for you
They told me marriage was give and take
Well you've shown me you can take
You've got some giving to do
And now you tell me that your having my baby
I'll tell you that i'm happy if you want me to
But one step further and my back will break
If my best isn't good enough
Then how can it be good enough for two
I can't work any harder than i do
Somebody tell me
(won't you tell me)
Why i work so hard for you
(to give you money, work to give you money)
Oh why do i do the things i do
I'd tell you if i knew
My god, i don't even think that i love you
(won't you tell me)
(to give you money, work to give you money)
How could you settle
For a boy like me
When all i could see
Was the end of the week
All the things we sign
And the things we buy
Ain't gonna keep us together
It's just a matter of time
My situation
Never changes
Walking in and out of that door
Like a stranger
For the wages
I give you all
You say you want more
And all i could see
Was the end of the week
All the things we sign
And the things we buy
Ain't gonna keep us together
Girl it's just a matter of time
song performed by by George Michael
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Orbiting goes On
what kind of society
can't providework for all,
what kind of commuinty,
can't find places for the homeless,
what kind of society has no obligation
for all the sick, crippled and infirm,
what kind of community agrees
to let some have so much more than they can use
while others not enough to live on,
what kind of society does not honor its agreements
with old aged, one parent children and orphans,
because of bad planning
what kind of community lets its neighbors starve
while others have more than enough,
what kind of family is not involved in education
to stamp out ethnic and gender discrimination,
what kind of society thrives on unemployment,
what kind of society is indifferebt to suicide,
what kind of family lets their children use and sell dope,
what kind of society lets pollution destroy the atmospheres
what kind of planet can survive this way,
and goes in search for other life
and still calls it self a democracy and democratic
poem by Shimon Weinroth
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Takin' Care Of Business
You get up every morning
From your alarm clock's warning
Take the 8:15 into the city
There's a whistle up above
And people pushin', people shovin'
And the girls who try to look pretty
And if your train's on time
You can get to work by nine
And start your slaving job to get your pay
If you ever get annoyed
Look at me I'm self-employed
I love to work at nothing all day
And I'll be...
Taking care of business every day
Taking care of business every way
I've been taking care of business, it's all mine
Taking care of business and working overtime
Work out
--- Instrumental ---
If it were easy as fishin'
You could be a musician
If you could make sounds loud or mellow
Get a second-hand guitar
Chances are you'll go far
If you get in with the right bunch of fellows
People see you having fun
Just a-lying in the sun
Tell them that you like it this way
It's the work that we avoid
And we're all self-employed
We love to work at nothing all day
And we be...
Taking care of business every day
Taking care of business every way
I've been taking care of business, it's all mine
Taking care of business and working overtime
--- Instrumental ---
And we be...
Taking care of business every day
Taking care of business every way
I've been taking care of business, it's all mine
Taking care of business and working overtime
--- Instrumentall to fade ---
song performed by by Alabama
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From The Society
It is surely in!
And from the society;
It is your kind of work,
And from the society;
It is like the kind of your love,
And from the society;
It is pretty young,
And from the society! !
But, i need this muse of your love;
For, i am in the muse of your land.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hope At It's Strongest
Hope is the thing that keeps us going
Hope is a poem without any words
Hope is what follows us everyday
Hope is the light that sparks our eyes
Hope that it will all get better
Hope that you will find love
Hope that people will be kind
Hope that you will stay alive
Hope is the strongest thing of all
Hope will allow us not to fall
Hope will rise against anything
Hope is like a fiery ring
Hope never stops
Hope is always there
Without it we would be lost
Without out it we would not care
poem by Laura Random
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Old Lonely People
You would think
That by the time
People are past their prime
They would have learned
The value of having many a friend.
Are old people lonely
Because they have moved?
Or are from work far removed?
No longer in the messiness
Of the business
Of making this society work?
poem by Lonely People Champion
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Perceived to Be For Them Easy
If this was easy...
Why isn't more of it being produced,
At this caliber.
If this was easy.
'Perhaps they mean it is easy to read.
Therefore...
It is perceived to be for them easy.'
It is easy for me to go to an amusement park.
But I also remember when it wasn't there,
For years.
And not one person expressed a thought,
To create one.
'What are you saying? '
It is easy to say what appears that way.
Until those who say it...
Make attempts on their own.
But that will not happen...
Since what is done requires work!
And those who believe things are easy...
Are not accustomed to work or its definition!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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