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State Radio "People To People"
The women in the valley forge They go day to day Don't let them raid my home and My home and place But the men they can't see boyond So they war and war They don't remember What they came here for People to people are so unjust Carry yourself well so Carry yourself well Women in the valley forged her The once home of the brave Don't let them raid me home and My home and place But the men they can't see beyond So they become what they hate They don't see that the moon has just Yeah the moon is just getting its legs People to people are so unjust day Carry yourself well so Carry yourself well People to people are so unjust Carry yourself well so Carry yourself well And you don't even close the barn door After the horses have scattered And no one knows anymore Where all the souls have gathered Though they will keep an eye on what you do And when the people have spoken We won't cry mercy on Mercy on you Cause we will We will be alive just broken People to people are So unjust they say Carry yourself well Carry yourself well People to people are so unjust they say Carry yourself well so Carry yourself well

State Radio "Fight No More"
On behalf of the resistance, and all of our existence As the wanted man, the conquered man.We no not of your borders,But you push us to your corners.This is not your land,This isn't anybody's land.Some will live and some will last,Some will cry out for the past.But my oh my,The answers are falling fast.I will give if this pain won't last.So from where the sun now stands,I will fight no more forever.How you choose to meet your fate, For I will fight no more forever.Government agent arrivals, pale chief and his disciples. They crooked tongues, the acid lungs.We know not of your borders,But the world is getting colder.This is not your land,This isn't anybody's land.Some will live and some will last,Some will bleed like Looking Glass.But my oh my, The answers are falling fast.I will give if this pain won't last.So from where the sun now stands,I will fight no more forever.How you choose to meet your fate, For I will fight no more forever.From where the sun now stands,I will fight no more forever.How you choose to meet your fate, For I will fight no more forever.And the sun will set sad and sick, Break these chains I don't want them no more.And the sun will set sad and sick, Break these chains I don't want them no more.Break these chains I don't want them no more.Break these, break these chains.Said he died of a broken heart.Said he died of a broken heart.Died of a broken heart. Broken heart.

John Mayer "Waiting On The World To Change"
Me and all my friends We're all misunderstood They say we stand for nothing and There's no way we ever could Now we see everything that's going wrong With the world and those who lead it We just feel like we don't have the means To rise above and beat it So we keep waiting Waiting on the world to change We keep on waiting Waiting on the world to change It's hard to beat the system When we're standing at a distance So we keep waiting Waiting on the world to change Now if we had the power To bring our neighbors home from war They would have never missed a Christmas No more ribbons on their door And when you trust your television What you get is what you got Cause when they own the information, oh They can bend it all they want That's why we're waiting Waiting on the world to change We keep on waiting Waiting on the world to change It's not that we don't care, We just know that the fight ain't fair So we keep on waiting Waiting on the world to change And we're still waiting Waiting on the world to change We keep on waiting waiting on the world to change One day our generation Is gonna rule the population So we keep on waiting Waiting on the world to change We keep on waiting Waiting on the world to change.

Retold by Peninnah Schram "The Cycle"
King Solomon was noted, not only for his great wisdom and his skill as a judge, but also for his ability to understand the languages of the birds and the beasts of the fields. Thus, he would sometimes listen to the complaints of animals against each other and against humanity.
Once, a grief-stricken lioness came before Solomon with a bitter complaint. "Say what is in your heart," said Solomon, "I will hear you out."
And the lioness spoke. "Why must there be war? Why must we attack one another? Can there be no peace in the world? Is it right that the hunter comes to my den and robs me of my babies and then, before my own eyes, strips off their skin? Does he have no pity for the mother? No pity for the babies? That hunter must be punished, Your Honor, and be shown no mercy, for he is guilty of killing my babies."
And the lioness began to cry with great anguish.
When King Solomon heard this, he said, "Listen to my story and tell me who is to blame?" And Solomon told this story.
One day, the mongoose and the weasel were talking, and the weasel was complaining, "That snake has eaten up so many of my babies. He comes and attacks them when I run out for a few moments to get them some food." And the weasel moaned with grief.
"Well then," suggested the mongoose, "why not devise a scheme to get the snake out of his cave and then attack him? Let's see. The snake loves fish, so we'll put a trail of fish leading away from his cave right to where we can kill him."
"Good," replied the weasel. "That will be a just dessert for him, and a good dinner for you, my friend."
So the mongoose and the weasel caught some fish and dropped them in a row on the path to the snake's cave. When the snake smelled the fish, he left his cave and ate each of the fish. As he slithered past the scorpion, the scorpion sharpened its stinger to attack the snake and accidentally struck the hen nearby.
The hen ran to the rooster and alerted him that the scorpion was ready to make war. The rooster called out "cock-a-doodle-doo," which sounded the alarm and the wolf ran out of his dean.
As he ran by the weasel's home, the wolf saw that the weasel's babies had been left unguarded, so he ate them.
When the weasel returned home after having helped the mongoose kill the snake, she found her babies gone, and she knew that they had been killed.
Weasel ran to the Judge and cried, "The wolf has killed my children. Punish him, punish him!" The the Judge asked her just one question: "What did you bring for food for your children, Mother weasel?"
And when the weasel answered, "Birds, Your Honor," the Judge said, "You, yourself, are to blame for your children's death—and no one else."
Then Solomon looked at the lioness and waited. The lioness lowered her eyes and head in shame. And the lioness understood. Yes, the lioness understood.
The Talmud says: "What you do not want to have happen to you, do not do to another."


Jesume Sioco "Happiness"
Happiness is a good health and a bad memoryAnd tells every person’s wonderful storyMemories we hope to happen againCan never be move like a mountainHappiness does pass as time goes byBut we can make another if we give it a tryThose beautiful memories are really badWhen we think of it and makes are heart sadHappiness we all know lies aheadSo keep it don’t throw it insteadThen share it to everyone you loveIt will make you fly like a doveHappiness is a perpetual possessionTells about life in your intuitionThen positive thinking to achieve perfectionMake it as an expressive communication.