The East Timorese government does not believe that we should consider compensation for the victims because there are tens of thousands of people who were, in one way or another, affected by the violence either directly or indirectly.

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The only compensation, gained through the influence of nongovernmental organizations, consisted in slightly broadening for private individuals the possibility of access and appeal to the agencies enforcing the Covenant concerned with civil and political rights.

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Because what happens is, as the economy suffers, tax revenues go down. But unlike businesses, where at least your variable costs go down, in government your variable costs go up: unemployment insurance, workmen's compensation, health care benefits, welfare, you name it.

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Increasing inequality in income distribution in this country has broader policy implications, and there is also the growing problem of perverse incentives that result from executives receiving grossly disproportionate compensation based on decisions they themselves take.

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5 Minutes Alone

I see you had your mind all made up you group of
Pitiful liars. before I woke to face the day, your master
Plan transpired. -something told me- this job had more to
Meet the eye. my song is not believed? my words some-
What deceiving? now Im unwhole.
Youve waged a war of nerves
But you cant crush the kingdom
Cant be what your idols are. cant leave the scar.
You cry for compensation. I ask you please just give us...
5 minutes alone
I read your eyes, your mind was made up. you took me for
A fool. you used complexion of my skin for a counter
Rascist tool. -you cant burn me- Ive spilled my guts out
In the past. taken advantage of because you know where
Ive come [from]. my past.
Youve waged a war of nerves
But you cant crush the kingdom
Cant be what your idols are. cant leave the scar.
You cry for compensation. I ask you please just give us...
5 minutes alone

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Compensation Pete

He used to say: There ain't a doubt
Misfortune is a bitter pill,
But if you only pry it out
You'll find there's good in every ill.
There's comfort in the worst of woe,
There's consolation in defeat . . .
Oh what a solace-seeker! So
We called him Compensation Pete.

He lost his wealth - but was he pipped?
Why no - "That's fine," he used to say.
"I've got the government plumb gypped -
No more damn income tax to pay.
From cares of property set free,
And with no pesky social ties,
Why, even poverty may be
A benediction in disguise."

He lost his health: "Okay," he said;
"I'm getting on, may be the best.

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poem by Robert William Service
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A Simple Fact

The future speeds ahead of me
Somehow of my making
A distance venturing
Into unsettled territory...

A highway with a clear direction
Takes me further along
A route without boundary
To a place of compensation...

And I realize years ago
It was the same struggle
The need for expression
Was the reason behind the goal...

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What we're going to do is redouble our efforts on financial regulatory reform, because that has in it sensible things like say on pay, so at least the shareholders are minding the store, sensible things like saying, for heaven's sakes, compensation should be focused on - on long term, so that you don't have rewards for short-term risk-taking.

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True To Life

(ferry)
So it gets to seven
And I think of nothing
But living in darkness
And the diamond lady
Well shes not telling
I dont even know her name
Its amazing
Times have changed
In days of old
Imaginationd leave you standing
Out in the could
Dancing city
Now youre talking
But wheres your soul
-youve a thousand faces
Ill never know
There are complications
And compensations
If you know the game

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40-Year Leases

high on compensation
they tell me right from wrong
say the old days are over
you gotta sign the paper

coming on the charter plane
all friendly sitting round
say we gonna fix this place
you gotta sign the paper

I sign the paper
charter planes fly away
no more sit down circle
I wait for the fixing

my wife says
what you waiting for
come fishing with us
just like the old days

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On Our Selection

Life-fearing man selects material-wise,
Rejects or knows not wisdom-
Ever more self and envious eyes
Are accompanying compensation.
Blindness and enmity
Conclude life's sensation.

He could have jumped off
When he reached the top
Or eased his descent with a pension,
Kept at bay the above-mentioned tension,
No wiser than he ever had been
But proud he'd picked pocketting green.

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Call to Arms!

teachers, unite
farmers, unite
carpenters, unite
factory workers, unite
small businessmen, unite
women, unite
families, unite
small towns, unite
neighbors, unite

taxed without representation!
our livelihoods sold, no compensation!
our dignity taken by undignified men!
our freedoms bartered for barrels of oil!
lied to, trodden on, used up!

we're not gonna take it anymore!
it's time for change!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Having To Live in the Country

Back once again in wild, wet Monaghan
Exiled from thought and feeling,
A mean brutality reigns:
It is really a horrible position to be in
And I equate myself with Dante
And all who have lived outside civilization.
It isn't a question of place but of people;
Wordsworth and Coleridge lived apart from the common man,
Their friends called on them regularly.
Swift is in a somewhat different category
He was a genuine exile and his heavy heart
Weighed him down in Dublin.
Yet even he had compensations for in the Deanery
He received many interesting friends
And it was the eighteenth century.

I suppose that having to live
Among men whose rages
Are for small wet hills full of stones
When one man buys a patch and pays a high price for it

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poem by Patrick Kavanagh
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Pioneer. storypoem

John Willy was a collier lad
and life for him was not too bad
Until the day that he took bad
and could no longer dig for coal.
He had to fill his time somehow.
He found life boring on the dole.

He had left school soon as he could
because it was then understood.
Lads followed Dads just they should.
John Willy was a clever lad
so he returned to studying.
He seized the chance he never had.

John Will chose to study law,
that no pit lad had done before.
He finished with the highest score.
He was awarded his degree
and worked for a solicitor.
For several years successfully.

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Pain Of Elegy

When logic and intuition
stood on edge of time,
sugar was dancing
on the salt lake.

I would not see the torn
book between retreat
and assault.
I was reining in the new moon.

In a night raid, five
peacocks were killed. I was
trying to unseize the cross purpose,
why the compensation was rejected
at burial site.

The burden of guilt
was carried by the flint now.
You take a final plunge
and are lost in the faces

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poem by Satish Verma
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The Fall

Take this invitation
Bishops queen to pawn
All of us were taken
All that was is gone
Of this information
Shames us one and all
Wheres my compensation?
Watching others fall
Welcome to the fall
Everything is useless
Nothing works at all
Nothing ever matters
Welcome to the fall
Welcome to the fall
Welcome to the fall
Welcome to the fall

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The Revolution is a Whore

The revolution is a whore and is over! all secular humanist movements have failed, it's over on a physical plain. The biggest lie of all is that the problem is always political and the system when in it is actually human nature. All modern philosophy, psychology, sociology and anthropology tries to say it is the environment and the system from Marx on ward thru the sixties. This modern view of a more perfect union and the perfectibility of man is totally wrong because mankind as a whole and as an individual is fallen and now with modern technology the genocidal capacity is here and will stay until he deals or is dealt with by God as a whole. Modern man is not going to get better but only worse.
Look at our food industry, chicken that can’t walk after a few months loaded with growth hormones, cattle that should graze but are fed corn, everything filled with preservatives and chemicals, fertilizers running into watersheds and rivers and the sea. Meat washed with ammonia and chemicals. Talk about cruelty too animals…Pigs that can’t even stand up when they are more intelligent than dogs, FDA and EPA regulators that worked for the major corporations and go back and forth between big business and government, huge amounts of lobby dollars to sway special interests. Don’t you hate it or are you just to numb to care anymore? It needs to come down and its power is to strong through out the world and will only come down by war along with every other false greedy ideology and false religion that undermines humanity and love. Genetic diseases are coming as well from these masters of reality who tamper. Monsanto and genetically modified corn and soybeans already are band in many places but not in the USA. DON’T FALL ASLEEP! They want us like cattle.
My faith sustains me with the vision of Christ not the vision of a revolt or a turning around of things by some movement of man. It is like Sodom and Gomorrah out there and brave new world where everyone is drugged and then your telling me this is the fodder of CHANGE? Forget it! I will keep trying as an individual but my hope is no longer in political or ideological movements of man. Do you actually think it is getting better? LOL! Do you think that globalization is going to create one big happy family as we ruin the planet going into the future? I see the entire world heading for more and more trouble and no works of technology or ingenuity by mans hand stopping it. The answers are not in the physical or the material realm. Secular humanism as a solution is a failed system and I suggest you learn to pray and open your heart up to the cross of Jesus Christ and start reading the Bible.
This whole dilapidated culture has left God in the name of a false freedom and I see it imploding more and more, men with men, women with women, no longer boundaries and the freedom is major chaos, cheating marriages, it is all so lost and unproductive, it is so close to war, it is actually happening like watching a movie. In Huxley's 'Brave New World' the outside man was born on a reservation from a natural mother and when he came to Brave New World he had dignity and his language represented dignity with depth and soul. Huxley wrote in 1931 'as real freedom dissipates sexual freedom and drug abuse will rise' angst and loss of soul takes compensation for hollowness of a freedom without universals. Huxley said the states in the world would use sex and drugs as a compensation. The savage in Brave New World liked a woman who was poly with all kinds of partners conditioned by the state and every time they or she felt angst they would take soma(a state desighner drug) and go find another partner never waking up. The savage was trying to read Shakespeare to her and finally he told he loved her-she started taking off her clothes and saying why didn't you say so! He screamed at her and slapped her and said 'I didn't mean that! They had no commitment, no sense of true love, no real freedom and depth of soul. The savage left and the book ends with him hanging. All his life Huxley tried to get him off that tree being the representation of mans soul in a modern world losing grip on the very concept of soul. His last book 'Island' was a Tibetan Buddhist colony off an island in China still trying to say humanity could survive in post modernism and genocidal technology.
I see more more rot and lost culture in the name of a sick shallow gross freedom. Does it ever surprise you, the lack of political will? It is like the invasion of the body snatchers, more and more people are taken over by this crass commercial superficial culture that plays into the hand of the ultra state while they are deadened and ruled with pleasure and compensations such as anti depressants, materialism, pornography and a false sense of belonging just like Dostoevsky's 'Grand Inquisitor' his master piece 'The Brothers Karamazov'. I see Orwell's boot in the face as the image of man turns into Sodom and Gomorrah. The system sells everything from guns to phony change and revolution while pacifying its victims with phony freedom that leaves us beyond comfortably numb, more like comatose in the sleep of death with a loss of fundamental humanity and conscience

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Wisdom

To properly bestow,
the gift of wisdom.
It must be offered up,
with no expectation of compensation.

Wisdom must be accepted,
with the sole intent.
It’s express goal,
all mortal’s existence, shall be enhanced.

Should the fruits of wisdom,
be harvested, dispersed,
and applied to the destruction
of the gift of life.

Then this produce shall sour,
and its bane.
Be redirected and envenom,
those who would desecrate this blessing.

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poem by Kurt Hearth
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A man's journey to never give up!

Patient life of worries
It kills me
To have to worry

It seems like
Disappointment
Has me burried

That means
Negitivity
Is coming down
On me like
Flurries

Still I try
To stay on my Journey
Sometimes the path's
Danger makes me wish
I had a gurney

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poem by Jaycee Wilkerson
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The Tango

Lips tremble
like sentinels
when legs burn like candles
whole night,

in the pocket a grenade explodes;
a girl gets raped in broad day light
to receive a compensation
under a leaky roof of frozen hunger:

the emptiness in bed
stirs a grain, a deemed birth of catastrophe
one classical tragedy begins

a lighthouse shuts when the ship sinks,
let us go on the bank to find the needles –
to start a dialogue with the moon,

when the tide comes
it will throw some heroes

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poem by Satish Verma
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