All the people of all the nations which had fought in the First World War were silent during the eleventh minute of the eleventh hour of Armistice Day, which was the eleventh day of the eleventh month. It was during that minute in nineteen hundred and eighteen, that millions upon millions of human beings stopped butchering one another. I have talked to old men who were on battlefields during that minute. They have told me in one way or another that the sudden silence was the Voice of God. So we still have among us some men who can remember when God spoke clearly to mankind.
quote by Kurt Vonnegut
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The eleventh day of the eleventh month has always seemed to me to be special. Even if the reason for it fell apart as the years went on, it was a symbol of something close to the high part of the heart. Perhaps a life that stretches through two or three wars takes its first war rather seriously, but I still think we should have kept the name "Armistice Day." Its implications were a little more profound, a little more hopeful.
quote by Walt Kelly
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Sacrifices
Autumn leaves have fallen
across long forgotten battlefields
where deep below the ground
the dead lie asleep.
Their lives torn apart
by some wicked war.
There they have immortality
for they will age no more.
Their sleep is restless
for from their deaths,
no lessons were learnt
and men and boys keep killing
in constant wicked wars.
On the eleventh hour,
of the eleventh day,
of the eleventh month
we stand in silence
to honour their memory
for the sacrifices they made,
but we have never learnt the lessons
This poem is dedicated to the memory of the men, women and children from all countries that have lost their lives in wars that have plagued our world. May their souls rest in eternal peace.
for which their lives they gave
as the killing still goes on and on.
poem by David Harris
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Remember, Remember The Eleventh of September (9-11 poem)
Remember, Remember
The Eleventh of September,
The year: Two thousand and one
Never forget the day
That we lost
And they won
Four airliners
Flying at hundred miles per hour
At the hands of self-proclaimed martyrs
Became weapons of mass destruction
People died
That should have lived
Some as heroes, most were victims
Robbed of what could have been
Remember, Remember
The Eleventh of September,
The year: Two thousand and one
Never forget the day,
How we all felt
Not only the horror
Or our justified anger
But how we came together
As one nation
Transformed
Although there had been plenty of warning beforehand
Of the threat that was Usama Bin Laden
Our failure to stop the plot in its tracks
That showed how vulnerable we were to attack
We took the blow
And bounced right back!
A commission followed
There were talks, reprimands and apologies
Leading to the conclusion:
‘Failure to communicate! ’
After which we vowed
Never to repeat the mistake
Remember, Remember
The Eleventh of September,
The year: Two thousand and one
Never forget the day,
The week, the world
Joined us in mourning;
Showing we were not alone.
Unity of effort and unity of purpose
Is how we will prevail
Against those who wish us woe
Everywhere
Never forget
The resolve of iron of our nation
The strength we have in our allies
Remember
Not only the loss
But what is yet to be won
(c) (r) All rights reserved
2008/11/9
Seventy Years Ago
The Third of September
Nineteen thirty-nine is a
Day I remember well.
I travelled on a Southdown bus
From Purbrook to Cosham,
And my memory rings a bell.
The bus suddenly stopped.
The driver had bad news to tell.
His voice was loud and clear
All passengers could hear.
'Everyone off - it has to be.
We are at war with Germany'.
September 1939...the month
of my eleventh birthday.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Minute By Minute (Dobbie Brothers)
(Michael McDonaldLester Abrams)
Hey, don't worry, I've been lied to
I've been here many times before
Girl, don't you worry, I know where I stand
I don't need this love, I don't need your hand
I know I could turn, blink, and you'd be gone
Then I must be prepared any time to carry on
But minute by minute by minute by minute
I keep holding on
Oh, minute by minute by minute by minute
I keep holding on
You will stay just to watch me, darlin'
Wilt away on lies from you
Can't stop the habit of livin' on the run
I take it all for granted like you're the only one
Livin' on my own
Somehow that sounds nice
You think I'm your fool
Well, you may just be right
'Cause minute by minute by minute by minute
I keep holding on
Oh, minute by minute by minute by minute
I keep holding on
Call my name and I'll be gone
You'll reach out and I won't be there
Just my luck you'll realize
You should spend your life with someone
You could spend your life with someone
Minute by minute by minute by minute
I'll be holding on
Oh, minute by minute by minute by minute
I'll be holding on...
song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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The Eleventh Hour
[verse]
Trace the shape of my heart
Till it becomes more familiar
To your eyes
I've been lost without you
Cold without your love
It's taken days and nights
To make me realize
[chorus]
Rescue me from hanging on this line
I won't give up on giving you
The chance to blow my mind
Let the eleventh hour quickly
Pass me by
I'll find you when I think
I'm out of time
[verse]
Take the place of my heart
Till I become a stranger to my life
I've been down without you
Wrong without your love
In time will I be what
You're thinking of
[chorus]
Out of time
[bridge]
I've been down without you
Cold without your love
In time will I be what
You're thinking of
[chorus 2x]
Time...time...time
song performed by by Jars Of Clay from The Eleventh Hour
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Illuminati Global Domination Agenda
racists atheists capitalists
skull and bones societies
secrets so much in common
creating their KKK illuminati
in their eugenics conspiracies
master numbers Masonic orders
K the eleventh number check degrees
KKK eleventh; twenty-second. thirty-third
are all clue master Masonic degrees
11 equals vision
22 equals vision with action
33 equals guidance to the world
triangle
enlightenment
illumination
9/11 254th Day of Year
2+5+4=11 the day of days
when illuminati crashed
planes into World Trade Centre?
to further their New World Order?
illuminati global domination agenda?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Minute By Minute
Michael mcdonald/lester abrams
Hey, dont worry, Ive been lied to
Ive been here many times before
Girl, dont you worry, I know where I stand
I dont need this love, I dont need your hand
I know I could turn, blink, and youd be gone
Then I must be prepared any time to carry on
But minute by minute by minute by minute
I keep holding on
Oh, minute by minute by minute by minute
I keep holding on
You will stay just to watch me, darlin
Wilt away on lies from you
Cant stop the habit of livin on the run
I take it all for granted like youre the only one
Livin on my own
Somehow that sounds nice
You think Im your fool
Well, you may just be right
cause minute by minute by minute by minute
I keep holding on
Oh, minute by minute by minute by minute
I keep holding on
Call my name and Ill be gone
Youll reach out and I wont be there
Just my luck youll realize
You should spend your life with someone
You could spend your life with someone
Minute by minute by minute by minute
Ill be holding on
Oh, minute by minute by minute by minute
Ill be holding on...
song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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A Memorable Day With Time – Eleventh November,2011
A day with symmetrical palindromic date
A day that comes once in a hundred years
A day of myths and choices to some
A day celebrities yearn to do something
A day lucky or afilled by woes
A day some think could bring magic
A day that could spell disaster
A day of intense prayer to God
A day some intend to spend in special ways
A day some choose to wed or deliver a child
A day to release a new movie or item that turns famous
A day on which those born will remember all life
A day with a unique eleventh hour, minute and second
A day too perfect and rare to occur twice
A day so wonderful to those who so believe
A day just like any other day to many
A day with perfect time after a thousand years
A day to enjoy, pray or change one’s fate
A day some choose to die or save the soul
A day as good or bad as every other day?
A day worth celebrating in one’s life-time!
A day on earth when things could go haywire!
A day that depends on how memorable you make of it!
poem by John Celes
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Eleventh Earl Of Mar
The sun had been up for a couple of hours,
Covered the ground with a layer of gold.
Spirits were high and the raining had stopped,
The larder was low, but boy that wasnt all.
Eleventh earl of mar
Couldnt get them very far.
Daddy! oh daddy, you promised.
Out on the road in the direction of perth,
Backwards and forwards in a circle they went.
Found a city half open and ready to greet,
The conquering heroes, with blisters on their feet.
Eleventh earl of mar
Somehow got them all this far.
Daddy! you promised, you promised.
See the stewart all dressed up
Hes got eyes in the back of his head.
Who came in a cockleshell boat
That could only just float,
Couldnt even lift a sword.
Dressed too fine and smelling of wine.
Daddy youve got to go!
Here comes the bishop all dressed up
Hes gonna bless you if youre ready to pay.
One wave of his funny old stick,
Theres a band of light across your eyes.
Waited a week still they hadnt appeared,
That glorious timing that everyone feared.
So theyre riding along on the crest of a wave,
Theyre headed for london, and that will be their grave.
Eleventh earl of mar
Well he couldnt get them down that far
Daddy! Im waiting, Im waiting
Time to go to bed now
Never seems too keen
To be a guest now
In a house of dreams
Flying from a hillside
Beckoning the trees
A sailboats awning
Mimicking the breeze
Im fighting gravity falling
My daddy wont let them get me
A voice screams seems to be calling
The face turns features are burning.
Daddy, youve got to go!
See the fifteen going by,
Tell the lairds and the lords
Theyre running backwards today,
And once again you stand alone.
Bury your memories bury your friends,
Leave it alone for a year or two.
Till the stories go hazy and the legends come true,
Then do it again. some things never end.
Eleventh earl of mar
Wont be going very far.
You promised, you promised, you promised.
Daddy!
song performed by by Genesis
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Think For A Minute!
Somethings going on, a change is taking place
Children smiling in the street have gone without a trace
This street used to be full, it used to make me smile
And now it seems that everyone is walking single file
And many hand their heads in shame
That used to hold them high
And those that used to say hello
Simply pass you by
Think for a minute, stop for a minute
Think for a minute, stop for a minute
I always said it could, they never though it would
The people look so pitiful, Im thinking that it should
And now its almost here, now its on its way
I cant help saying told you so and have a nice final day
And nothing I could say
Could ever make them see the light
Now apathy is happy that
It won without a fight
Think for a minute, stop for a minute
Think for a minute, stop for a minute
And many hang their heads in shame that used to hold them high
{think for a minute}
And those that used to say hello simply pass you by
{stop for a minute}
Think for a minute, stop for a minute
Think for a minute, stop for a minute
song performed by by Housemartins
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In art or architecture your project is only done when you say it's done. If you want to rip it apart at the eleventh hour and start all over again, you never finish. I was one of those crazy creatures.
Eleventh Hour
Bud Collyer - Clark Kent / Superman (voice)
Joan Alexander - Lois Lane (voice)
Jack Mercer - Japanese guard, Japanese official, American reporter (voice)
Julian Noa - narrator (voice)
A Stitch In Time
Quick response may save disaster
To stop a war between East n' West
Both sides...
Seek prove respective God the true master
Millions of lives the Generals prepare invest
Those trained to kill at their behest
The clock moves closer to eleventh hour
After which there will be no turning back
When West n' Zion unleash their deadly power
Skies over Middle East shall turn a sooty black
Globe ignites, lest sewn “A stitch in time”
Nations' must unite to stop a heinous crime
poem by Ray Lucero
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Patriotic Lies
You sit pondering, thinking slowly
About the things that have been done
You can't help but doubting
That this war can actually be won
You think of the events
that led to this war
And the memories start coming back
People jumping from the 80th floor
Rather than staying to die with the pack
The U.S. has never been more patriotic
Than in the past few years
But the patriotism is wearing thin
And so are the tears.
You can help but think
People are starting to forget
Except for those that were there
Worried about money and bets
Instead of Caution and Fear.
Is smart to move on
But never forget
Because if we're not aware
The same thing may happen again
The fear, the tears
Body's falling
here and there
All of this for people to finally care? ?
September eleventh two thousand one
Will continue to dwell in our minds
But we continue to fall
To divide, and make racial lines.
Why should it take Rage, Sorrow, and terror
For us to finally unite?
September eleventh two thousand one
Will never be sealed air tight...
poem by Melissa Ferrer
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A Three-Minute Silence (Fun Poem 80)
I once bought a box filled
with old 45 vinyl singles
and buried there amongst them
was one simply called Three Minute Silence.
When I slipped on the record player
and between the hisses and the scratches
three-minute silence is all I got.
There was no music,
no voice raised to sing,
just nothing.
The other side had a tune
and it was so memorable
that I have forgotten what it was.
All I can remember
was the three-minute silence.
Peaceful and golden.
2 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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All My Ghosts
If I could live to be several hundred
I could take a walk and really wander
Really wonder
All my ghosts on every sea in every land
Who needs that now? (3x)
Have you heard about the heavenly angels
How they came to earth and met some ladies
With whom they mated?
And their young became giants every one
Who needs that now? (3x)
I was driving across the valley floor
Going past a scene of gore
Something that had ended here
Then I stopped in at a porno store
And I found among the pictures there
A vision that was very fair
Just a moment from yesteryear
All I could do was stare
I had a date for the eleventh hour
And we took a tour of the seven horrors
Plus just one more
Hank the eighth was a duplicated man
Who needs that now? (3x)
song performed by by Frank Black
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Restoration
American sheeple have given away their power
To a few greedy elite bankers creating illusion
Destruction begins at the end of eleventh hour
Lest “We the People” restore our Constitution
“In one week a non-violent world sit-down strike/no consumption could defeat global elite”
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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The philosophers have already perceived the world in various ways; the point is to change it.
Karl Marx in The Eleventh Thesis on Feuerbach
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The eleventh commandment: Thou shalt not contradict.