No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world.

We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

(Dead Poets Society, 1989)

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Compared to What by Eugene McDaniels

1. Love the lie and lie the love
Hangin’ on, with a push and shove 
Possession is the motivation 
that is hangin’ up the God-damn nation 
Looks like we always end up in a rut (everybody now!) 
Tryin’ to make it real — compared to what?

2. Slaughterhouse is killin’ hogs
Twisted children killin’ frogs 
Poor dumb rednecks rollin’ logs 
Tired old ladies kissin’ dogs 
Hate the human, love that stinking mutt (I can’t stand it!)
Try to make it real — compared to what?

3. The President, he’s got his war 
Folks don’t know just what it’s for 
Nobody gives us rhyme or reason 
Have one doubt, they call it treason 
We’re chicken-feathers, all without one gut (God damn it!)
Tryin’ to make it real — compared to what? (Sock it to me, now)

4. Church on Sunday, sleep and nod 
Tryin’ to duck the wrath of God 
Preacher’s fillin’ us with fright 
Tryin’ to tell us what he thinks is right 
He really got to be some kind of nut (I can’t use it!)
Tryin’ to make it real — compared to what?

5. Where’s that bee and where’s that honey?
Where’s my God and where’s my money 
Unreal values, crass distortion
Unwed mothers need abortion 
Kind of brings to mind ol’ young King Tut (He did it now) 
Tried to make it real — compared to what?!