Relay
You can hear it in the street, see it in the dragging feet,
You can hear it in the street, see it in the dragging feet,
The word is getting out about control,
The word is getting out about control,
Spies theyve come and gone, the story travels on,
Spies theyve come and gone, the story travels on,
The only quiet place is inside your soul.
The only quiet place is inside your soul.
From tree to tree, from you to me,
From tree to tree, from you to me,
Traveling twice as fast as on any freeway,
Traveling twice as fast as on any freeway,
Every single dream, wrapped up in the scheme,
Every single dream, wrapped up in the scheme,
They all get carried on the relay.
They all get carried on the relay.
Relay, things are brewing,
Relay, things are brewing,
Relay, somethings doing,
Relay, somethings doing,
Relay, theres a revolution,
Relay, theres a revolution,
Relay, relay, hand me down a solution, yeah.
Relay, relay, hand me down a solution, yeah.
Pass it on, come on, a relay.
Pass it on, come on, a relay.
Someone disapproves of what you say and do,
Someone disapproves of what you say and do,
I was asked to see what I could really learn you,
I was asked to see what I could really learn you,
Dont believe your eyes, theyre telling only lies,
Dont believe your eyes, theyre telling only lies,
What is done in the first place dont concern you.
What is done in the first place dont concern you.
]from tree to tree, from you to me,
>from tree to tree, from you to me,
Traveling twice as fast as on any freeway,
Traveling twice as fast as on any freeway,
Every single dream wrapped up in the scheme,
Every single dream wrapped up in the scheme,
They all get carried on the relay.
They all get carried on the relay.
Relay, things are brewing,
Relay, things are brewing,
Relay, somethings doing,
Relay, somethings doing,
Relay, theres a revolution,
Relay, theres a revolution,
Relay, relay, hand me down a solution, yeah.
Relay, relay, hand me down a solution, yeah.
Pass it on, pass it on, pass it on, hey you, pass it on,
Pass it on, pass it on, pass it on, hey you, pass it on,
Were on the relay, get a moving, get on a moving on,
Were on the relay, get a moving, get on a moving on,
The relay, the relay, the relay, the relay.
The relay, the relay, the relay, the relay.
song performed by by Who
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Saturday Night's Alright (For Fighting)
You can hear it in the street, see it in the dragging feet,
The word is getting out about control,
Spies they've come and gone, the story travels on,
The only quiet place is inside your soul.
From tree to tree, from you to me,
Traveling twice as fast as on any freeway,
Every single dream, wrapped up in the scheme,
They all get carried on the relay.
Relay, things are brewing,
Relay, something's doing,
Relay, there's a revolution,
Relay, relay, hand me down a solution, yeah.
Pass it on, come on, a relay.
Someone disapproves of what you say and do,
I was asked to see what I could really learn you,
Don't believe your eyes, they're telling only lies,
What is done in the first place don't concern you.
song performed by by Who
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The relay race
I may have been the slowest child
to ever run in track and field
I was a foodie even then
with not the fastest set of wheels.
I still have the medal that I won
for finishing in second place.
awarded to our relay team
In a two team relay race
I was the anchor(aptly named)
they could have called me 'ball and chain'
The other three were none to spry
We were well matched those three and I.
By the time the baton reached my hand
My competitor neared the promised land
I set out full steam(for me)
as he crossed the line to victory.
I gamely tried to speed in haste
for what I knew was second place
and I was genuinely surprised
when they gave medals to us guys.
I never after won a race
nor finished either show or place.
I prize the medal that I got.
If I was a horse, they'd have me shot.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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History is a relay of revolutions.
quote by Saul Alinsky
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I don't have the identity of any of them. I only had the nicks that they used on Internet Relay Chat.
quote by Jon Johansen
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Love is the last relay and ultimate outposts of eternity.
quote by Dante G. Rossetti
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Like anything, you don't force kids to cook. It just becomes part of life - have them be around it, keep them informed - talk about it. I try to relay my passion for it in these ways. The second you try to force anything on your own kid, they rebel.
quote by Todd English
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This Man Is Mine
Now everybody in this neighborhood
All you women better listen good
I know it's just a matter of time
Till one of you steps out of line
All I got is this to say
Simple message to relay
Get out of here and just keep away
Coz this man is mine
This man is mine
This man
song performed by by Heart from Private Audition
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Big Pang
Which ways go the windy with your relay
The hours fly by they are always right
You still don't believe in real-time web feeds
Ancient television static is not safe as well
You read daily those words yours Gods
I stop, wondering how nothing stares like nothing
Clouds hover inside the clear sky everyday
You easily forget where we are, so you tear our place apart.
poem by jonathan Juarez
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Summer Rain
Rain
Come with
Play...
Come with
Play...
At hot summer
With out cool...
oh....oh....
shouted people...
Rain run with relay...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Depthless Masquerades
They see a vulnerability
And believe to themselves
That is the sum of me.
I do not mine the exposure of my mind.
To have some find me
A fool sometimes.
But they can not see
From the eyes of this fool...
A shallowness they perceive,
Is deep under this skin.
And travels far beyond them!
As they conceive a life they live...
On surfaces of thin density.
Without probing thoughts...
To exchange or relay.
Since masks hiding hollowness,
Is all they have chosen to portray!
And I am perfectly okay,
To fit within any...
And to sit and dip,
With all depthless masquerades!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So you say (it just doesn't matter)
so you say
that there is no difference between you and me
but if i asked for your daughter's hand in marriage
what color would i be
so you say
that everyone is the same and has an equal chance to grow
but if we were both going for the same job position
what part of you would show
so you say
that things are so much better than before
but is it you or me being followed
in that korean grocery store
so you say
no one is smarter or better than one another
but when i relay my thoughts to you
your praises on my intonation and poise is the first you discover
so you say
race doesnt matter and racism doesnt exist
but when you see me walking down the street
the physiological reaction you cant resist
the clutching of purses
the denial and discrimination that is eminent when lines are crossed
the prejudged notions
are never really lost
dont say everything is better
because you dont have the right to say
and everytime you say we are equal
i have to utter 'so you say'
poem by Andre Bradford
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Perhaps That Is Why They Are 'Your' Friends
'My friends were very upset,
That at the last minute...
You chose not to accept their invitation.'
Well...
Relay this to your friends,
If they anticipated my appearance...
From an invitation I did not directly from them get,
Perhaps next time they will contact me personally...
Since they have my telephone number and my address.
'I had not thought about that.
That is disrespectful.'
Don't worry about it.
Perhaps that is why they are 'your' friends,
And not mine.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Burden From Thinking
If burdens are like statues
Then serve us more than them
To envisage a new world of danger.
If noises are followed by laughter
Then salvage the past
To realise historical systems.
Own the thoughts that count
Then if we relay these slender objects
The world will argue on us.
Ban them and beget another
Of these thoughts to trust again
So that thinkers achieve from you.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Poet
POET
He is a poet
When his thoughts survey
What distressed millions flay
He is a poet
When his works slay
Every social evil sway
He is a poet
When his words relay
What virtuous people say
He is a poet
When his expressions lay
Portraits on brains’ gray
Sathya….
poem by Sathya Narayana
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The Naked Truth
Have you ever wondered?
Why the Sun sets, from the east?
It’s the sign, where I leave my heart,
For the Sun to relay it to you,
In the west
Ad nauseam, the night is where
I leave my eyes to capture you
Like a Lapis Lazuli
You shine the brightest
Amongst the stars
On Earth
I’d be the Botanist
You’re the Campanula
And Knapweed
Fecundating, I grow you
To be closer
To me
You seem very buxom
I’m not here to adjudicate
You’re ineffable
I’ve become the malapropism
I want you
Like the river needs
The ocean
Like the moon needs
The night
We’re conjoined twins
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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A final house stands at this hamlet's site (In diesem Dorfe steht das letzte Haus)
A final house stands at this hamlet's site,
as lonesome as the final house on earth.
The road, unhindered by the hamlet's girth
keeps walking slowly out into the night.
The hamlet is but a transition side
of two expanses, anxious, terrified;
its walk along the houses mere relay.
And those that leave the hamlet wander wide
and many die perhaps along the way.
poem by Rainer Maria Rilke (19 September 1901), translated by Walter Aue
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Gut Feelings?
I can read omens in entrails
of cockerels I sacrifice.
my inner vision seldom fails.
I am the local Haruspice.
Although you may not understand
the message that I give to you.
I must do as the Gods command
as I am bound by oath to do.
The Gods enjoy their little jest.
They make their messages obscure.
Although I always try my best.
There is no way I can be sure
The message I relay to you
is the one I am supposed to.
Saturday,11 September 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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I'll Point It Out to You, Right Now!
The misunderstanding began,
When you perceived me to be a figment created...
By your imagination.
And your attraction,
To the surface of things without a pursuance of depth...
Has begun a division that ends in a permanent separateness.
Oh yes...
Taking a respect I've always shown to you,
As a sign of acceptance of your disrespect.
And you have not gotten this correct yet!
Your thoughtlessness,
Disgusts me.
I'll point it out to you,
Right now!
Do you see my raised eyebrow?
See how that is followed,
By the gritting of my teeth?
Do you witness my hand making a fist?
Does anything about this,
Relay to your mind that I might be pissed?
I am!
Very much.
And prepared, physically, to let you know all about it!
Since retaliation is what you have instigated.
I have no choice but to deliver what you wish.
'But...
You confront me with violence.'
And...
You have defamed me with deceit!
You get no cheeks here to turn.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Acid Rain
This is it, I want to say.
An acid rain falling each evening
and you, reading a poem
surrounded by flame – attendants.
Nothing moves farther than activism.
Conversation centers around the flares
on the surface of an orange sun,
a big hole coming up in the ozone layer.
You are an ocean, needs penetration
of inquiry. Running a relay race in
a big cage to keep the torch
burning. Clouds in the sky
objecting to full moon, coming up,
nonchalantly. Landscape rips – off
the ideas from the thorn
in the heart.
poem by Satish Verma
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Pros and Cons
Some read, some rest, while others play,
some crosswords puzzle as the day
to night tracks onwards while life’s train
repeats, repeats, the same refrain.
Some through life’s window stare as they
dream on lost worlds in wayward way,
some forward bend to golden g[r]ain,
some backward tend in times of strain.
Some watch their neighbours watch them weigh
the pros and cons of yea or nay,
some thoughts would open, some restrain
emotions’ f[l]avour as profane.
There are so few who dare relay
fair message sharing interplay.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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