This Day All Gods Die
Ten thousand years into the reign of our madness
and misery from the fertile wombs of the near east born one lifestyle
and tradition like a raging storm
this brutish culture swarned across the continents and seas to pillage and rape,
with lust this eart to take,
now we stand on the brink of destruction
outside of nature stands angelic our mother culture.
we've been blindly led down darkened halls of a ravaged world deplored.
within this society lay the suffering seed.
we must dispel the falsehood and lies
and kill the gods the so desperately need
a way of life filled with grief and strife and a failing sense of mind.
for how we used to live,
how we used to thrive in the golbal community.
but now we stand alone
and struggle to fulfill the so-called destiny of humankind.
to rule this sacred eart, for what the scars are worth,
i will live as a full-sworn enemy
burn the altars upon which their dwindling faith lies.
tear the pages from their holy scriptures
(prophets speak empty words)
crucifiy their convictions
(for love of the world i stray from the selfisf path of salvation)
for with each life which turns its back on their beliefs.
the gods which make up the base of their culture cease to be.
the gifts of civilization and technology which their gods bestow are
but despair and disease gilded in fool's gold
of what does our voice sing in the chorus of distress?
this day all gods dies
song performed by by Undying
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Of War
Where forth and why is man at war
Fighting for land, culture and Gods
When we are of the same model and make
When war is a thing of hate.
Share the earth, its all is one
Let each culture its own self run
Gods do not condone war
They wish us to live in love
Your fellow man is your brother
From the first single mother
Was all of man kind born.
Love each other and peace will come
Extend your hand and heart to everyone
Though they are of a different color.
Life is for the living of not the killing of
Our sisters and brothers, all are kin
With peace all of us will win
The glory and grace safe from sin
Study war no more
We are goodness at our core.
poem by David E. Patton
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The African Tradition
Libation! It is the African tradition;
It is the centre culture of our tradition;
The power of the African child,
The network of the information from the household gods
And the gods of kingdom, the gods of our identity.
We libate with schnapps, awake the spirits
Of our ancestors so speed us in action an' reaction
But done upon the gad at ease we no longer
For our centre culture active no more as things fell apart
But who is he that makes our minds troubled?
And walk we abroad and forgot our tradition,
Our culture, belief, our vehicle and our tradition
Woe to you foreigner for deception is you;
The betweeness between us took you away from us
And our offspring you turned rebels with your foreign ideas.
The networks of our wise ones you intercepted
And your strange God now we serve with you
While our wise ones slave for your topless.
No to you foreigner, for me, myself and I shall awake
And maintain my fathers' beliefs, culture and tradition
Which I have come and seen, for it is my true identity,
For I am a true African child.
poem by Lightcheerful Briggs
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Gods
Gods of the white man,
Gods of the black man,
Gods of the almond shade
all of these Gods
have done one thing,
made the people afraid.
Gods of the red man,
Gods of the brown man
Gods of the yellow hue,
all of these Gods
have done the same
divided them into
Separate people
who've been led to believe
their God is the holy one
to save their souls
and pardon them
and deliver them
from earthly sin.
How can there be
so many Gods?
Isn't there only one?
One for every single soul
born unto this earth.
He's every color that there is
since the world's begun.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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All Gods People
So all you people give freely
Make welcome inside your homes
Thank God you people give freely
Dont turn your back on the lesson of the lord
All prime ministers and majesty around the world
Open your eyes look, touch and feel
Rule with your heart, live with your conscience
Love, love,
Love, love and be free
Were all gods people
Gotta face up
Better grow up
Gotta stand tall and be strong
Gotta face up
Better grow up
Gotta stand tall and be strong
Gotta face up
Were all gods people
Yeah - yes there was this magic light
I said to myself
Id better go to bed and have an early night
Then i, then i, then I went into a dream
Rule with your heart and live with your conscience
Were all gods people give freely
Make welcome inside your homes
Let us be thankful, hes so incredible
Were all gods people
Were all gods people
Were all gods people
Were all gods people
song performed by by Queen
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We are the SWARM
This is who we are, nothing quite like it, nothing
This is coming to a culture that everything is cross-eyed
Open your eyes
We'll be the ones that set civilization back
Open your eyes find out that you're what you see
This won't be the last of us this, this passion
Squirming away, stop eating nothing
We are the swarm that rapes and tricks
This is who we are
The swarm that rapes
Mother Earth
Spreading disease
You'll see us
Salvation, won't you let me
What's that? Your gods will say
Open my eyes find nothing that we can
Answer the swarm
This is prophecy played out.
This is just who we are, the swarm
This is who we are, this is what we do
Rape
This is coming to destruction, you see everything is cross-eyed
Rape
poem by Jay W. Allen
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In The Lap Of The Gods
Ah ah ah ah ah
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Ah ah ah
I live my life for you
Think all my thoughts with you and only you
Anything you ask I do for you
I touch your lips with mine
But in the end I leave it to the lords
Leave it in the lap of the gods
What more can I do?
Leave it in the lap of the gods
I leave it to you
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Leave it in the lap of the gods
I want you to
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Lap of the gods
song performed by by Queen from Sheer Heart Attack
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Racism and the Culture Of Racism
We must be aware…..,
Of the Culture Of Racism….,
It’s a slur and a swear….,
The Culture Of Racism….! ! !
Can’t turn your back….,
On the Culture Of Racism….,
Or you’ll feel the whack…,
Of the Culture Of Racism….! ! !
It’s hard to believe….
The Culture Of Racism….,
That’s why we all grieve….,
The Culture Of Racism…! ! !
We must face the facts….,
On the Culture Of Racism ….! ! !
Cause we’ve seen the attacks…..,
Of the Culture Of Racism….,
It follows us all…,
The Culture Of Racism….,
But we must stand tall….,
Against the Culture Of Racism….! ! !
Can we control or stop it….,
As long as it’s been livin’….? ? ?
That’s the priceless question….,
On the Culture Of Racism…! ! !
poem by Trade Martin
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The Gods We Become?
we kill...
'holy' hands forming gods
out of our paper bag hungers,
in the image of our fears.
we sacrifice blood,
in the name of redemption.
and the ghosts of the innocents
burn our thoughts and our eyes.
what kind of father
teaches his children
to kill each other?
are we bastards, or liars,
afraid of our sins?
even the earth we defile,
cries against us in anguish.
the morality we buy and sell,
is bitter to the taste.
the voice of the eternal,
lost in the din and the madness.
leaving only the tug of the wind,
the cries of small children
the whimper of stray dogs.
words written in charcoal,
on forever grey skies...
'i have come to you,
again and again,
in countless forms,
speaking your own languages,
wearing your own skin...
why have you forgotten me?
and who do you follow? '
the voice behind gods,
or the gods we become?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Many Gods
Gods are too many in one religion-
That is an asking of much distaste.
Gods are like religions of adjustment,
Lots of them would affect us in different ways.
Gods may produce laughter,
But Thor is no good with thunder.
Gods are not selling me objects,
Due to the weather and frame of mind.
I live with gods and goddesses
For I am a job to do with the highest ones.
poem by Naveed Akram
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A brief tribute to George Seferis, poet
When the gods allot
a time, a place, to those so mortal
mortals whom they love to test,
is it a greater gift they give to poets,
to live in a land of honeybees
and sun and sea and heroes sung, a land
assured, content, of gods and marble,
temples, amphitheatres, history,
or in that land in times of tragedy,
starvation, misery, division,
internal war and conquered servitude?
Ultimate, the irony – how can the gods
think up such things? – to be
ambassador, to represent a land
from which to have been exiled half a life;
exiled from within and exiled from without.
The love the gods bestow (the Chorus cries)
is terrifying; strange; to be hard learned.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Culture Of Stupidity
Open your naive eyes…..,
To the Culture Of Stupidity….,
It’s all around you….,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….! !
No way to escape….,
From the Culture Of Stupidity ….,
It haunts and stalks you…,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….! !
It’s hard to believe it….,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….,
That so many can’t see it….,
The Culture Of Stupidity …! !
As liberals keep shying away…..,
From the overwhelming threat…..,
Of radical terrorism today…..,
How long will The Culture Of Stupidity go on….? ?
My answer is as simple as this….,
The Culture Of Stupidity shall live on…..,
As long as humankind and liberalism will exist…! !
poem by Trade Martin
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The Culture Of Stupidity
Open your eyes…..,
To the Culture Of Stupidity….,
It’s all around us….,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….! ! !
We can’t escape….,
From the Culture Of Stupidity ….,
It haunts and annoys us…,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….! ! !
It’s hard to believe it….,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….,
Why so many can’t see it….,
The Culture Of Stupidity …! ! !
So tell me, The Culture Of Stupidity ….,
How long will it go on….? ? ?
The answer is as simple as this….,
The Culture Of Stupidity shall live…..,
As long as humankind will exist…! ! !
poem by Trade Martin
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Twilight Of The Gods
Insania 20 14
Weve thrown away our former gods
Controlling our day
We have created better ones
So we control the way
We are the ones with the power
To hold down the enemy
Our gods are perfection
And they are protecting our lives
We still need some more of them
To be safe from the other side
As long as were stronger
Nothing will happen to us
Fireflash in the night
Just an evil dream
Holy war in the sky. . . .never
Insania 20 16
Error in store 103
We watch the sun at night
The pretty gods weve built ourselves
Now terminate our lives
Silicon brain powered voices
Are crying attack tonight
In anger, burning our world
Doomsday has come
And there is no place to hide away
The future is over
And there is no turning back
Fireflash in the night
Now reality
Holy war in the sky. . . .
Chorus
Twilight of the gods
Insanias dead and gone
Another world was born
But the twilight soon will come
Fireflash in the night
Now reality
Holy war in the sky
Chorus
song performed by by Helloween
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Above You All
I stand above you now
Slowly taking your soul
The god of gods, the corruptor
I stand above you all
Hear my never-ending lie
Ride the wind
Control your life
Bringing swiftly
The lord demise
I fight against all fire
I will never tire
I am above all lords
I am the god of gods
Your shell is empty
It will not take a long for you to fall
Seventh is the sacred number
I've now awoken from years of slumber
song performed by by Orphaned Land
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Born Again
where the footsteps of one culture tread
the righteous still sing
as we march to the tune of "humanity's" hymn
a restless night awaits the dawn of a silent spring
our mythos and this way of life
have led us astray - disconnected
we've stepped outside the circle and into the reign
for they so loathe the world
children search for heavenly bliss
and abandon this sacred earth
damnation - the chance I am willing to take
for life everlasting I return to the womb
day by day - from birth
page by page - the script we enact
to an unsound story of conquest and glory
by a culture about to collapse
blood flows from the fountains
of bondage and brutality
(this captive earth to flood)
as one whom the mother caresseth
so will I comfort you
through every waking moment
the pleading whispers of mother culture
are spoken softly in my ears
begging me to turn my back
instead I shun her lies
with the truth of a newfound worldview
I'm deaf to salvation's cry
for they so loathe the world
children search for heavenly bliss
and abandon this sacred earth
damnation - the chance I am willing to take
for life everlasting I return to the womb
my blood for her blood, my breath for her breath
back into her arms, to the place we belong
mother culture reborn and I again to the earth
to break the chains, to give freedom a name
and put the life back in living
song performed by by Undying
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Poem about Poetry - An Eastern Ballad
i long to be an eastern poet
to write about the Great wall
wean stories from every tearstained stone
that still echoes the cries of those
missing homes, wives and children
walk its length to measure the cold
and forlorn monolith borne from the
heart of stones of Shih piled high
over hills and mountains
i long to be an eastern poet
to write about the legion of
gods and goddesses in the nook
and corner on the pantheons
of the the temples of india
those alluring and well endowed
gods and goddesses who stole from
heavens to teach about salvation
senseless senses, seeds of bondage
this world a dungeon of pain, a realm
nobody should come back to except the gods
to help man metamophosise from a bundle of senses
to om consciousness, nirvana
i would love to meet Moses
to talk about the Almighty God
his little brush with death and Salvation
on the swift Nile that still oozes with the tears
of mom who lost only son to the Pharoah's princess
the river that gave him his name
his lovelorn days in the gardens of the Palace
and the parting of the Red Sea that drew a line
between the people of God and the Idols
and whether he fell in love with what he saw there (the gardens)
a world away from the madness of the world
and the secrets he culled from the Highest One
about life, death, heavens and hell that help
us wade through the sea of ignorance to enlightenment
I would love to live with the tribes, wild men
of the South seas, learn about their hungry gods and sacrifices
perhaps then i could tell good from evil,
the gods from the devils and the truth from the lies
or perhaps live a life free from the One up there
recognising man's unreadiness, unworthiness for him yet
take and love people from that corner of the heart
that we all possess, starting from the Almighty's simplest lesson
a real eastern ballad i long to sing to the world
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An Eastern Ballad
I speak of love that comes to mind:
The moon is faithful, although blind;
She moves in thought she cannot speak.
Perfect care has made her bleak.
I never dreamed the sea so deep,
The earth so dark; so long my sleep,
I have become another child.
I wake to see the world go wild.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Two thousand years ago, we lived in a world of Gods and Goddesses. Today, we live in a world solely of Gods. Women in most cultures have been stripped of their spiritual power.
Denomination
A world estranged
Ingrained in uncertainty
As sanctified effigies
Cry tears of blood
When holy men
Rape Nuns to purge
Their desires
Flipping pages to memorize phrases
Of a hundred lesser gods
The foundation
Of denomination
Is confusion
Without resolution
As Parsons seek
Carnal pleasures
From altar boys
Flipping pages to memorize phrases
Of a hundred lesser gods
The eleventh hour
Of the seventh day
Continues the timeless
Partition of the color line
As congregations
Of sheep weave
The fine wool suits
Of well dressed
False Prophets
Flipping pages to memorize phrases
Of a hundred lesser gods
poem by Mikaylah Simone
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The Adventurer of God
They are solid steel, the rocks are built by gods,
Mountains and volcanoes are one, by gods.
Yet we see the lava flow and the abolishment,
To address them is to arrive at and abandon, by gods.
Any geographical feature on the map carries fascination,
One is adventured, one is fine with distortion, by gods.
The map is a remedy for the plain and ill, the happier,
Yellow streams and wooden forests are a distinction, by gods.
Let us laugh and be merry on this whole globe,
Let godliness reign supreme with this incantation, by gods.
The gods are lovable towards their kingdom,
The wishes of the valley are mine in slow-motion, by the gods.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Discover
I used to stand alone
A civilization of just me
The only inhabitant
My mind
A culture of solitude
A lone figure
Crowded by the population
A culture of pretenders
A civilization of imitators
But the sky is never faithful
To the Sun
Mingling and twirling with clouds
So it came to pass
Under that blue sky
With white puffs of hope
That I met you
In halls
That no longer stand
A testament to time
A time of change
But if they stood today
Would we still discover
That some magic still does exist
In the dank corners
Where you hid
A lone figure
Much like myself
Would we come to find
That people much like us
Still come together
In those halls
That no longer stand
Where we discovered
Each other
Seemingly a millennia
Of love
Ago
poem by Alejandro Torres
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