Almost Like Love
Who was it organizing the right
To follow my leader
Seems we look and stand around waiting
For a sign from god
Speaking for myself
The christian need
The muslim need
The buddhist need
To testify the need for brotherly love
I know theres so many hundred things
Things to talk about
Making us laugh
Just like a shakespeare revolution
Please organize our spiritual evolution
Do that youll feel it
And well feel it
Appreciate its almost like love
Its almost like love
Its almost like love
Its almost like love
Saint or sinner
Makes no difference in who you believe
In a world of superstition
Caught in a total nuclear greed
Pioneers of the twenty first century
Looking on and looking fast
To try and fix and try and help
This very need
I know theres so many ways
That we can work it out
Whether we live or die
Please organize the simple evolution
So theres got to be
So we can see
To be free
Its almost like love
Its almost like love
So promised in a hundred letters
Should be getting to you any time now
So promised a surprise for you
For getting so far from now
Its almost like love
The way the first one out discovers
Its almost like
How many times can you recover
Its almost
Its almost like
Its almost like love
song performed by by Yes
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Almost Like Love
Who was it organizing the right
To follow my leader
Seems we look and stand around waiting
For a sign from god
Speaking for myself
The christian need
The muslim need
The buddhist need
To testify the need for brotherly love
I know theres so many hundred things
Things to talk about
Making us laugh
Just like a shakespeare revolution
Please organize our spiritual evolution
Do that youll feel it
And well feel it
Appreciate its almost like love
Its almost like love
Its almost like love
Its almost like love
Saint or sinner
Makes no difference in who you believe
In a world of superstition
Caught in a total nuclear greed
Pioneers of the twenty first century
Looking on and looking fast
To try and fix and try and help
This very need
I know theres so many ways
That we can work it out
Whether we live or die
Please organize the simple evolution
So theres got to be
So we can see
To be free
Its almost like love
Its almost like love
So promised in a hundred letters
Should be getting to you any time now
So promised a surprise for you
For getting so far from now
Its almost like love
The way the first one out discovers
Its almost like
How many times can you recover
Its almost
Its almost like
Its almost like love
song performed by by Yes
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Issues, And Thoughts (Final)
it's not important to me
whether you're Christian,
Jewish, Buddhist, Muslim,
Hindu, atheist, or whatever...
what you say about what you
believe has little meaning to me...
what you show me through your
actions reveals what you are, and
how committed you are to what
you believe!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Indian
I am the son of a Hindu father,
None other than a Muslim is my mother,
Do I then worry about my Sikh brother,
If he brings a Christian sister-in-law for me?
And if my Buddhist sister weds an Atheist?
Never, because I am an Indian loving everyone
poem by Prem Nizar Hameed
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Conversion
‘Have the soul!
Go and convert-
every Hindu, Buddhist,
and every Muslim’
‘Yes Lord, done, then’
‘Do it till non-Christian-
no one is left’.
‘done, then’
Convert non catholic
to catholic.’
‘Then’
‘Forget about the religion.
We are safe.’
25.12.2000, Pmdi.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Allah supports Muslim in Burma.
Those martyrs are bold and brave,
Allah! You are only One who can save.
Send your angels to sustain,
Courage, courage is to obtain,
Allah sends volcanoes, tempests, earthquake,
You have a superpower, It's quick,
Muslim in Burma needs support,
The fact can abuse and distort,
Buddhist are terrorist,
Heartless, slaying are the worst,
Allah you are the fair,
Buddhist can't deserve to breathe the air.
The Massacres are carried out,
Allah! for Buddhist! wipe them out.
Allah sends the angels to demolish,
The cries of mother can't finish.
poem by khaled Elbalishy
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Sunday Christians
today is Sunday
the one day sunday christians
are off to church
these are the Christians
who are only Christian
one day Sunday a week
Christians for only one day?
one day sunday for a few hours?
sin of Hypocrisy in Christianity?
is one of the most detestable sins
it causes righteous worshippers to stumble
it takes the name of God in vain
my neighbor proclaims I am not a Christian
because I do not show go to church Sunday
she is correct I am not a Christian as she is?
this is all that she is correct in...
I do not claim to be a good Christian...
I do not even claim to be a Christian...
although every hour every day God
motivates many multiple actions in my life
God even at times enters my dreams
motivates the first actions of my day
after I arise from precious sleeping
even in sleep God is part of my life
I am Christian Buddhist Muslim Jewish
I am respectful of all who worship God
respectful of all who worship in sincerity
God said love your neighbor
I love them and pity them both
God said thy shall not judge
I am mindful of my own sins
I have pity for the sins suffering of others
I rejoice in my Lord Savior Jesus
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Testify
I wanna testify
Testify my love for you
Im here to testify
Testify my love for you
I will do all that I can do for you
Together we will be together
Come on testify
Testify your love for me
Testify
Testify your love for me
You can be all the things you want to be
And together we will be together
Every heart thats ever been broken
Knows these things thats not go unbroken
Giving yourself, giving each other
The strength to lead on one another
Ill be there for you
Youll be here for me
That is why I wana testify
Testify my feel for you
Come on and testify
Testify your trust in me
You can be all the things you want to be
And together we will be together
Every heart thats ever been broken
Knows these things thats not go unbroken
Giving yourself, giving each other
The strength to lead on one another
Ill be there for you
I know youll be here for me
I wanna testify
Testify my love for you
Im here to testify
Testify my love for you
I will do the best things that I can do for you
To know together we will always be together
Ooh yeah
I wanna testify my love for you
Testify
Oh yes I wanna testify my love for you
Testify
Testify my love for me
I will do all that I can do for you
Together you know we will always be together
I wanna testify
Testify
I wanna testify
I wanna testify
I wanna testify
I wanna testify
Testify
Testify
Together
Together we will be
Together forever
Testify
Testify
Testify
Testify
Testify
song performed by by Phil Collins
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All My Brothers
I walk with my brother the Christian,
But I do not believe as he, I am not his Christian brother.
I walk with my brother the Jew,
Not born to his name, I am not his brother.
I walk with my brother the Muslim,
Infidel to him, he does not call me his brother.
They know only their god, not one that I can know.
I walk with my brother the Hindu.
We are love and all are one.
I walk with my brother the Buddhist
He has known me in our past family
I walk with my brother the Taoist
We are on this path but for a moment.
They know god and I am he.
I walk with my brother the Shaman,
He sees the animal spirit within me.
I walk with my brother the Pagan,
He knows only the nature from which we come.
I walk with my brother the Tribesman,
He finds my place with his people.
They know of god in everything.
I walk with my brother the deer
He watches me with curiosity
I walk with my brother the crane,
He wonders if I can catch him.
I walk with my brother the serpent,
He sees me as warmth.
They know nothing of God.
poem by R.L. Ohlhausen
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Only Breath
Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu
Buddhist, sufi, or zen. Not any religion
or cultural system. I am not from the East
or the West, not out of the ocean or up
from the ground, not natural or ethereal, not
composed of elements at all. I do not exist,
am not an entity in this world or in the next,
did not descend from Adam and Eve or any
origin story. My place is placeless, a trace
of the traceless. Neither body or soul.
I belong to the beloved, have seen the two
worlds as one and that one call to and know,
first, last, outer, inner, only that
breath breathing human being.
Is Up To You!
god didnt have hands...
so she gave you yours,
to do the work,
to extend to those in need.
god didnt have a heart...
so she gave you yours,
to feel their suffering,
their needs, their hurts.
god didnt have feet...
so she gave you yours.
to walk the path of truth
to the very end.
god didnt have a soul...
so she gave you yours,
tied to the souls
of all that live!
whether you are Christian,
Buddhist, Muslim, atheist,
or whatever...
the only effective salvation
for this world...
is up to you!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Respectful Of All Who Worship God
I am Christian Buddhist Muslim Jewish
I am respectful of all who worship God
respectful of all who worship in sincerity
God said love your neighbor
I love them and pity them both
God said thy shall not judge
I am mindful of my own sins
I have pity for the sins suffering of others
I rejoice in my Lord Savior Jesus
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Circle
Give me the dust of my father
Stand on the face of the ancients
Bare the secret flesh of time itself
Follow me (Follow me)
I've come so far behind again
Follow me (Follow me)
Wish so hard I'm there again
Follow me (Follow me)
Follow me (Follow me)
All that I wanted are things I had before
All that I needed I've never needed more
All of my questions are answers to my sins
All of my endings waiting to begin
I know the way that I faulter
Can't be afraid of my patience
There's a sacred place Razel keeps safe
Follow me (Follow me)
I've seen so much I'm behind again
Follow me (Follow me)
I feel so bad I'm in love again
Follow me (Follow me)
All that I wanted things before
All that I needed I've never needed more
All of my questions are answers to my sins
All of my endings waiting to begin
song performed by by Slipknot
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Where Are You Now?
For those of you who follow the King,
Tell me, where are you now?
For those of you who follow the Pope,
Tell me, where are you now?
For those of you who followed the Beatles,
Tell me, where are you now?
For those of you who followed the flag,
Tell me, where are you now?
Be it Frank Zappa, or Andy Warhol,
Tell me, where are you now?
Be it the Koran, be it the Bible
Tell me where are you now?
Be it Mein Kampf, the Communist Manifesto,
Tell me where are you now?
The Bill of Rights with all the fights,
Tell me, where are you now?
Will you follow the leader on to the quicksand?
Will you follow the leader to Hell?
Will you follow the leader on to Doomsday?
Only time will tell...
Sooner or later, you're bound to discover,
You're going to have to take the lead.
In this life time or maybe another,
You're more than a mouth to feed.
Time settles everything,
Indeed, all comes to rest,
And the fact is wherever you are,
Is anybody's guess.
No ones controls the length of time,
Nor the breadth and depth,
And there are no leaders at the end of the line,
Only you facing your death.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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Notes On Respect
when i meet you, and stand up
to look you in the eyes and shake your hand...
i dont see a white man, a black man, Hispanic,
Asian, or Native American...
i dont see male or female,
learned or unlearned, rich or poor...
i dont see Baptist or atheist, Muslim or Buddhist,
Catholic, straight or gay...
i see a human being.
i choose to respect you.
and expect the same from you!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Who Is A Muslim?
A Muslim’s heart is softer than wool
He is so kind you’d take him for a fool
Yet he will forgive you with his wool’d heart
And ask Allah to guide you on the right path
A Muslim would pray as much as he could
As if worship and prayer were his only food
His eyes would water when the Qur'an is read
And he would praise Allah when he goes to bed
A Muslim’s first love is never a woman
But his Lord the Creator who created man
A Muslim’s mentor is not someone that sings
But the humble and Holy Prophet of Islam
Whom upon is Allah’s peace and blessings
For the Muslim the world is like a cage
And he knows patience it all it takes
And not disobedience and utter rage
A Muslim knows that this world is fake
Thus he makes preparation for the eternal world
Which is earned by the worship of only one God
To follow his prophet and make less profit
To do good deeds and make prayer a habit
A Muslim is of surety a true human gem.
And like a gem itself, he is hard to find
For it is not just a word or a mere name
but a term whose meaning is one of a kind
poem by Ahmad Savage
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Waiting For The Worms
Oooo you cannot reach me now,
Oooo no matter how you try.
Goodbye cruel world, its over.
Walk on by.
Sitting in a bunker,
Here behind my wall,
Waiting for the worms to come. ( worms to come. )
In perfect isolation,
Here behind my wall,
Waiting for the worms to come. ( worms to come. )
Waiting, to cut out the deadwood.
Waiting, to clean up the city.
Waiting, to follow the worms.
Waiting, to put on a black shirt.
Waiting, to weed out the weaklings.
Waiting, to smash in their windows and kick in their doors.
Waiting, for the final solution to strengthen the strain.
Waiting, to follow the worms.
Waiting, to turn on the showers and fire the ovens.
Waiting, for the queers and the coons and the reds and the jews.
Waiting, to follow the worms.
Would you like to see britannia,
Rule again, my friend?
All you have to do is follow the worms.
Would you like to send our colored cousins,
Home again, my friend?
All you need to do is follow the worms.
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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Your Leader
I am your leader.
Follow me to the promised land.
I'll deliver you from the scum that fills the earth.
My wrath to scorch the world.
Your leader here to fill with fear,
the scum that takes us now our honor smears.
It's time forme to clean the trash.
The leaer now is useless,
and cowers so fast.
I'm your leader now we'll conquer need,
destroying all that displeases me.
I'm tired of waiting for change that's not there.
A nation of cowards that fear the very change of the air.
Your leader is here now bw at my feet.
If you don't like what I do you'll feel
pain and anguish so true.
I will not take this further disgrace.
Of deling with retards in this small living space.
Breathing room now your leader does say.
If your not here to help I'll put you out of my way.
Death and destruction,
such pain and awesome reward.
First is the suffering then victory and bounty to hoard.
Your leader is delivered,
Praise the God that's here now.
I'll deliever us from demons that destroy and surround.
I am the man a leader born true.
If you are undesireble I'm coming for you.
poem by Michael McParland
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The Verdict
Did you do me right?
Did I do right by you?
When I bared my soul it seems you did not hear
Can this be true?
Am I fool to fight?
I could do just what you say
But Im following my heart and that takes me another way
Its not easy when theres no one one giving prizes at the end
Waiting in the wings
Wishing that the band would start to play
As the show begins
Wonder what the critics have to say
Waiting
Waiting
For the verdict
Some people live so fast
Theyre so scared of getting old
Some people keep on working
All they do is line their graves with gold
We dont know what happens when we die
We only know we die too soon
But we have to try or else our world becomes a waiting room
Would you testify for me?
I think Id do the same for you
Waiting in the dark
Waiting for the phone to ring all day
My witness disappears
Wonder what the jury has to say
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Promised
what,
Is it to say-what i am going to say?
I don't know.
But
the died dreams
will not wish canan lands,
blood of the child,
who doesn't know-
who are you,
and who he was him self.
Ever-It is their plight,
to be cruzified.
Since the god
decided to throw them
to deserts.
But that old truth,
older than the holly lands,
older than books,
and the prophets.
Our father,
my, your, and their-
his seeds on two wombs,
brother-we are one,
Think before you take the gun,
and before the cries of
innocent childen.
Before you fight for your religion/nation.
your brother is
killed by your arms,
she is your sister,
who begged to her child.
You may be jew,
you may be muslim,
or christian,
but you are killing your own blood for centuries.
For what?
Which god told you-
that this is for the faith?
He didn't called us
Jew, muslim or christian.
Dear my brother,
shall we stop?
For our children,
for their dream to live.
poem by Muhammad Mirash
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Religious Separation
I’m not concerned about your religion
Matters not if you’re Christian, Muslim or a Jew
How you chose to worship God is your decision
Fighting over whose god is best is of no value
Be you Hindu, Buddhist or a Jain
Consider;
Belief in God resides within the human soul
A cloud does not choose upon whose head it rains
Where the sun decides to shine is out of our control
We must forevermore set fear and misdeeds aside
Lay down our fearsome weapons on the ground
It’s time to let peace, harmony and joy abide
Time to let abundance and prosperity abound
Destiny demands that humankind return to Eden
After present era ends and a new one begins
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