I have no money, no resources, no hopes. I am the happiest man alive.
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I have no money, no resources, and no hope. I am the happiest man alive.
Henry Miller in Tropic of Cancer
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Why do we help?
We do not lend money, doubting its return.
We often give helps, hoping their return.
Our hopes fail and bad debts accumulate.
Yet we help to boost our ego, with hopes alive.
.02.10.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Money
Money money money
Everybody wants some
No money church can't run
Money for this
Money for that
No life without it
Can't sleep
She says hell
In this house
If she don't get it!
Before you get paid
Taxman grab it
Buy something
He grab it again
When money pressure hit
You cannot afford to get sick
Doctors want some
And if you dead without it
You will not be buried
Not even in the sticks
Money money money
It's like blood
It's the way world runs
Need money for food
Need money for fun
If you have no money
Blood a go run
Man join the army
To get some of it
Would be alive
If he had it
Money money money
Where is the money?
Have to get money
Before the day is done
Donkey cough
When you are broke
No money
Donkey don't eat
Everything stops
Earth can't turn
Have to have money
Even some to burn
Money money money
Where did it go?
Pocket is empty
And I just got paid
Maybe my woman took it
Thought I had it made
Thought I had a hundred
But I don't have twenty
Now I am in trouble
I have to leave yard
But I can't leave
If I don't have any
What a thing this is
Money! money! money!
Eh!
12/4/09
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Man is for destruction
Utilization of resources
In a way is destruction of resources.
Deprivation of resources
In a way is conservation of resources.
Man existence is destruction.
03.11.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Money
Money
Money
Money
Important
Useful
Necessary
Money
Money
Money
Wealthy
Middle
Poverty
Money
Money
Money
Save
Give
Spend
Money
Money
Borrow
Lend
Money
Money
Foe
Friend
Money
Money
Master
Slave
Money
Money
Satisfied
Crave
Money
Money
Laugh
Cry
MoneyMoney
Live
Die
Money
Money
Sick
Well
Money
Money
Heaven
Hell
poem by Howard Simon
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Money Money Song
Money money
Is going to get me a girl
Money money
I am going to use it to buy me a cup of coffee
Money money
Is going to take me to Paris
Money money
Is going to buy me some new clothes
Money money
I am going to use it to do my laundry
Momey money
Is going to buy me some groceries
Money money
Is going to pay to fix my house
Money money
Is going to send me to the rich men's world
Money money is going to buy me a cellular phone
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Love the money
Money
Is not money...
It is life....
Money is not
Money
It is happy...
Money is
Not money
It is faith...
Money is not
Money
It is friend...
Money is not
Money
It is life maker...
Money is not
Money...
It is your hard work...
Money is not
Money...
poors god...
money is not
Money
Rich people Cap...
Money is not
Money
World wide all...
Any or many thing money
With money...
So...
Love the money...
Each every day...
Earn too enjoy
with your's life...
witrh good...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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A.K.A. Mario
before he finally left
he came to the house finding me alone and busy with words
the usual work on words
that makes me
bread,
he did not say much
as usual he is the silent mario of the class
many thought
he is at peace, i told me he is not actually and so i tell his wife
mario is confused, like some entangled seaweeds
where no fish can penetrate and stay or bring something
mario died two days ago
thinking that i am the happiest man alive
i think so, i must think so, otherwise
mario shall know, otherwise, he would have live a little longer
mario feels this sense of abandonment
like a port without boats and seagulls like a fish without a fish
he died
and that is enough to tell us what he believes in
he felt something so disturbing
he did not mind
before he finally left
he thought that i am the happiest man alive
and now, i must promise myself that.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Money Talks
Scene: into flashs den - a night club
Scene: in flashs den, a night club partly converted into an office.
Sung by flash, floosies and spivs:
Show me a man who says he can live without bread
And Ill show you a man whos a liar and in debt.
Theres no one alive who cant be purchased or enticed
Theres no man alive who wouldnt sell for a price,
Money talks and were the living proof,
There aint no limit to what money can do
Money talks, money talks.
Money cant breathe and money cant see,
But when I pull out a fiver people listen to me.
Money cant run and money cant walk,
But when I write out a cheque I swear to God I hear money talk.
Money talks and, baby, when youve been bought
You pay attention everytime money talks.
Money talks, money talks.
Money talks and theres no doubt about it
Money talks and we cant live without it,
Whats the point of living unless youve got money?
I just couldnt function without money.
Money talks, money talks,
Money talks, money talks.
Show me an upright respected man
And Ill have him licking my boots when I put money in his hand.
It rots your heart, it gets to your soul,
Before you know where you are youre a slave to the green gold.
Money talks and were the living proof
There aint no limit to what money can do.
Money talks you out of your self-respect,
The more you crave it the cheaper you get.
Money talks, money talks.
Money buys you time and people listen,
Money can buy a smile and make life worth living.
If youre ugly money can improve you.
I just couldnt face the world without mazuma.
Money talks, money talks.
song performed by by Kinks
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If I could drop dead right now, I'd be the happiest man alive.
quote by Samuel Goldwyn
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The Human Inside
Ah my heart if just for once
You could kill the human inside
You would be the happiest one
If you could hate walking under the rain and cry
If you could ignore the pure emotions of love
You would be the happiest one
If you could support the false and the lie
And say Its black when its snowy white
You would be the happiest one
If you could close your eyes and disregard
When you see the poor and forget to
Cry
If you could give up your principles and your rights
And chase up what makes you glad.
You could never ever be a happy one.
.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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And, in fact, you can find that the lack of basic resources, material resources, contributes to unhappiness, but the increase in material resources do not increase happiness.
quote by Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi
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The Hapiest Christmas
Oh the happiest christmas
Is a homecoming christmas
With the snow fluttering down til the world seems new
Bright candles burning
Old friends returning
The wishes of children coming true
And the happiest wishes are just old-fashioned wishes
May your days be merry, your sorrows be small
May the ones you love be near you
Thats the happiest christmas of all
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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Money Can't Buy You Love
Money can buy everything for you
Except to make someone to really love you
If you go out to buy love with your money
You better know, money is the reason, she is selling her body
She may like you for your money
But, when it comes to the real love, she could be someone else’s honey
As long as you got the money, she will stick with you
But when you run out of money, she comes up with excuse to leave you
It doesn’t matter you dead or alive
Money is the one that let you have her “love”
Don’t get confused between word love and like
They don't mean the same, even though they sound alike
Remember, money just buys her physical body, not her mind
If you want to win her heart, you better treat her nice and be kind
Let’s hope money will never buy the love
Otherwise, that’s end of the romance and nice feeling and all the songs and movies will be made and all the books will be written about story of the love
Sam Arjomandi
poem by Sam Arjomandi
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Money
Many waters and many tears,
Of many hopes and dreams;
A prophet is not loved by his own people.
Many tears and many fears,
Of many hopes lost in the drain like rain;
But i am still in the rain with my brain.
The train waits for me and,
The moon is sleeping in my arms;
But the door of hell also stands beside me.
In my flesh and with my spirit,
In my min d of many hopes and with the flames of fire;
I have no honey or money to buy a pony or a monkey,
And my backyard is burning.
The sun is shining in its strength like the smoke of insence,
Sweet like honey but without money on this issue;
And like a great voice behind to seek for the beginning and the end.
A golden seal and a golden lamp,
With a great force ahead of me when i have no money;
But i am clothed with a garment of hope to lead me on to find you.
Oh money!
You are like the raging waves of the sea;
But i am now learning the muse of time to get to you.
The tide of my hope is to succeeed and,
To the 7th congregation;
But o know the truth about life matters than war.
To those things that i have written,
An open door is needed on this love;
But the words of my patience will lead me to meet oh money.
Of the things that i have experienced,
Neither cold nor hot to swing my muse towards money;
And like a lukewarm attitude,
It is either cold nor hot when the issue of money is involved.
Seven stars in my right arm,
Like every sailor's boat with money;
But i have to write a new song before the thrown of my lover.
Oh money!
I am standing on the sea of glass with care;
But seven out of a house is what i need on this money.
Poverty and tribulation,
Many had fallen for the lack of money;
But i will take this rod of iron to lead my way through.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Bestest Bet
If i could identify what makes me happy
I am wondering If identifying it
would make me happy?
If happiness is love or money
would mere identification
result in bliss?
No, I would then have
to identify what steps to take
to obtain love's best.
But steps sounds like something I would plan
and planning sounds artificial
and can love come from artifice
or worse manipulation?
Can I manipulate my loved one
into loving me and live happily ever after?
Or should I leave love to random chance
and hope for the best
when so much is at stake?
Should I wait passively
for love to find me?
All of this not so easy.
What of money?
I could plan riches
by training, earning or cheating
the Wall Street Way,
but that obviously can go awry
or even if not
shall I cling to the dollar almighty
and proclaim happiness?
If money did this
then the rich
would be happiest of all;
and clearly they are not.
So what to do here:
talk about second best?
Well, if life is not going to make me happy
it is either I misunderstand what is involved
or I should take the money and the random love;
marrying someone who
is at best a risk
and
50% likely to bring me not happiness
but unhappiness and divorce.
Am I then to cuddle my dollar bills and
unhappy misery;
curse my life as unlucky
or conclude
probably
that my bestest bet
is that
happiness
does not lie
out there
rather
it lies
within
me;
and best to
begin my search there;
asking then
who is the happiest me
I can respect?
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Happiness and virtue rest upon each other; the best are not only the happiest, but the happiest are usually the best.
quote by Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton
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Dead Or Alive
A double secret agent
And he was paid to kill
With cold steel magnum force is how the man possessed the skill
He shot a man in paris
He did a job in l.a.
And if the price was right, hed surely
Take your life away
Wanted, dead or alive, blood for money, money
Assault, homicide, blood for
Money, money, money, money
Wanted
He drove a maserati, lived up in the hills
A cat with nine lives thats gone
Too far to feel the chill
He never though itd happen
It was his last mistake
cause he was gunned down by a
Heartless womans 38.
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song performed by by Journey
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Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.
quote by P.B. Shelley
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The happiest women, like the happiest nations, have no history.
quote by George Eliot
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