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Hyena
Night time fell at the opening,
In the final act of the beginning of time.
Hyena take your role, the stage is set.
The town is safe again tonight
Hyena (I see the day ahead)
Hyena (and all that Ive cried through)
Hyena (God knows youre doin that, dont you? )
Hyena, sister look to your hand
Man you serve communal interest,
Shell tell you when and where and how and why youd hurt
A beautiful young lady
Hyena (I see the day ahead)
Hyena (and all that Ive cried through)
Hyena (God knows youre doin that, dont you? )
The only thing to fear is fearlessness
The bigger the weapon the greater the fear
Hyena is ambassador to here
Night time fell like the closing
Meager pay, but recognition
Hyena crawls on his belly out
The town is safe again tonight
Hyena (I see the changes, man)
Hyena (goin on cross the way)
Hyena (I see my road ahead)
Hyena (dont know if I should stay)
Hyena (I see you holding him,)
Hyena (and all that Ive cried through)
Hyena (God knows youre doin that, dont you? )
song performed by by REM
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The hyena calls another hyena worse than itself.
Bizare Day
Sun is sunning
Rain is raining
Hyena is hunting for
Prey not male nor
Female or harmophordite
Sun is shining
Rain is pouring
Hyena found that prey
But can't eat it at
Daytime or night tme
Sun is shining
Rain is pouring
Hyena and his wife
Who just miscarriaged
Are starving to death
poem by David Aoloch Bion
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I seem to smell the stench of appeasement in the air.
quote by Margaret Thatcher
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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That Smell
Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars
Oak tree you're in my way
There's too much coke and too much smoke
Look what's going on inside you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Angel of darkness is upon you
Stuck a needle in your arm
So take another toke, have a blow for your nose
One more drink fool, will drown you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Now they call you Prince Charming
Can't speak a word when you're full of 'ludes
Say you'll be all right come tomorrow
But tomorrow might not be here for you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Hey, you're a fool you
Stick them needles in your arm
I know I been there before
One little problem that confronts you
Got a monkey on your back
Just one more fix, Lord might do the trick
One hell of a price for you to get your kicks
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
song performed by by 3 Doors Down
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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That Smell
(allen collins - ronnie vanzant)
Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars
Oak tree youre in my way
Theres too much coke and too much smoke
Look whats going on inside you
Ooooh that smell
Cant you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Angel of darkness is upon you
Stuck a needle in your arm
So take another toke, have a blow for your nose
One more drink fool, will drown you
Ooooh that smell
Cant you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Now they call you prince charming
Cant speak a word when youre full of ludes
Say youll be all right come tomorrow
But tomorrow might not be here for you
Ooooh that smell
Cant you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Hey, youre a fool you
Stick them needles in your arm
I know I been there before
One little problem that confronts you
Got a monkey on your back
Just one more fix, lord might do the trick
One hell of a price for you to get your kicks
Ooooh that smell
Cant you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Ooooh that smell
Cant you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Cassandra: Pah! the house fumes with stench and spilth of blood.
Chorus: How? 'tis the smell of household offerings.
line from Agamemnon by Aeschylus, translated by E.D.A. Morshead
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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I Think I Smell A Rat
Oh I think I smell a rat
I think I smell a rat
all you little kids
seem to think you know
just where it's at
I think I smell a rat
walking down the street
carrying a baseball bat
I think I smell a rat
Oh I think I smell a rat
I think I smell a rat
all you little kids
seem to think you know
just where is at
I think I smell a rat
treating your mother and father
like a welcome mat
I think I smell a rat
song performed by by White Stripes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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To Spread a Disgust
A filth disguised,
Does not hide its stench.
It will still smell!
It will still leave a trail,
That stinks.
And does that quite well.
That is its purpose.
To spread a disgust.
And discussing that with others,
Of like minds!
They are of the demonic kind!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unbearable
The hardest thing to do
When convincing someone you are right,
Is removing the smell of sewage
Where you are insistant upon releasing
These 'revelations' and 'fresh' approaches.
Somehow your credibility will not be maintained!
Especially when the stench becomes unbearable...
And the garbage men have become your closest allies!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unavoidable
Forget that 'bam' in bamboozled.
Or the 'hood' covering those sly winks.
All deceptions replayed today,
Will not escape from noses...
Certain of a distinct smell that stays,
Of something thick that stinks.
No matter how polluted the air...
This stench that is there is unavoidable.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Like Smells
i like smells...
woodsmoke, and food,
black coffee in the morning.
the smell of rain,
of mud, of wetness.
the smell of the walls
of the cave, of the stone,
of the moss...
the smell of sex, of arousal,
of a woman's neck.
the smell of pine needles,
of an old house,
of fresh turned earth...
the smell of old books,
of old dogs, of shadows
without form...
i've even become accustomed
to the smell of death!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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While Daydreaming
Ridding a stench away,
Others may lay...
Is likened to the eliminating the smell,
Of an accidental step in cow manure...
Or dog doo one discovers on the bottom,
Of their brand new shoes.
Depending on which side of the plantation,
One decides to take a casual walk...
While daydreaming to one day be free,
From those planting ideals...
About the power of the vote.
And the effectiveness of unity.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Something Lingers That Identifies
Overplayed serenades made,
Takes away from initial impressions.
Blurted tirades stay as fresh,
As one's first visit to a farm.
Leaving those animals best remembered,
Not only by appearance alone.
Something lingers that identifies...
By type and smell.
And determines whether a return,
Is necessary.
In most cases...
What would be the point,
To relive a stench...
That seems to be forever present.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Change Your Deodorant, Oh God!
Change my heart O God
Make it ever true
Change my heart O God
May I be like you
Change my heart O God
Make it ever true
Change my heart O God
May I be like you
You are the potter and I am the clay
Mold me and make me
This is what I pray
Change my heart O God
Make it ever true
Change my heart O God
May I be like you
You are the potter and I am the clay
Mold me and make me
This is what I pray
Change my heart O God
Make it ever true
Change my heart O God
May I be like you
Change my heart O God
Make it ever true
Change my heart O God
May I be like you
1982 Eddie Espinosa Mercy Publishing
My rewrite of the song above, Change My Heart O God, by Eddie Espinosa
Change your deodorant, oh God!
'Cause you stink to high heaven
Oh baby, you know that it's true
You just gotta
Gotta change your deodorant, oh God!
'Cause I really really can't stand anymore
The rotting stench of you
Change your deodorant, oh God!
'Cause you stink to high heaven
Oh baby, you know that it's true
You just gotta
Gotta change your deodorant, oh God!
'Cause I really really can't stand anymore
The rotting stench of you
Honestly, hon, you smell like you just got finished smoking pot
Or taking part in some down and dirty sex play
When you walk past me
Honestly, you make me
So ill that I fall to my knees and start to pray
Change your deodorant, oh God!
'Cause you stink to high heaven
Oh baby, you know that it's true
You just gotta
Gotta change your deodorant, oh God!
'Cause I really really can't stand anymore
The rotting stench of you
Honestly, hon, you smell like you just got finished smoking pot
Or taking part in some down and dirty sex play
When you walk past me
Honestly, you make me
So ill that I fall to my knees and start to pray
Change your deodorant, oh God!
'Cause you stink to high heaven
Oh baby, you know that it's true
You just gotta
Gotta change your deodorant, oh God!
'Cause I really really can't stand anymore
The rotting stench of you
Change your deodorant, oh God!
'Cause you stink to high heaven
Oh baby, you know that it's true
You just gotta
Gotta change your deodorant, oh God!
'Cause I really really can't stand anymore
The rotting stench of you
2009 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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The drug party
Four drugged kids were naked in the room
and had removed
every piece of clothing from their bodies.
Sweet sour with a smell
that is almost like khaki-weed,
their marijuana zol’s smell went right through the house.
When I stood at the front door
every thing in the house was ungodly and deadly silent,
as if I walked into a place were the spirit of man can die.
I opened the room door slowly
and there was no innocence to be seen
and only children that were naked on their knees
almost praying,
around that bottle point zol sitting staring
and the stench was more repulsive
than that of vomit or liquor.
Pain went right through my soul
to see children
throwing their lives away like this
and past all reason and other desires,
see them chase the drug god
and to see them lying there
somewhat dead to life.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Justice wakes up!
'We should put out fire while it is still small'
-Kalenjin proverb, Kenya
Behold Mulundu
The hyena cannot smell it's stench
Justice finally wakes up and she's
Wearing the ill fitting affair
Of those mismatched miner's boots
And her pink tail sucks now just
Like it sucked back in the years of
Her long fossil dinosaur slumber
All along she's been snoring
Hard like an elephant in a coma
But here she rises from her deep
Sleep and she moves on slow unsteady
Hoofs like the intriguing Mokele Mbembe
And hold your breath Mulundu my brother
Hold a true friend with both hands 'cause
She prances before the cameras like this
In a brand new pair of glittering specs
But they're rose colored glasses
And they make visibility difficult
And justice pretends that she still can't see
The horrors of the prevailing injustices
Of the existence of two countries in one country
The law of an eye for an eye in that strange
Country sounds to the trained ear like
If the poor don't eat
The rich don't sleep
The eye is a coward Mu
And maybe Justice is waiting to see a revolution
Happen on the glittering streets
Of her beloved city
Then Justice will really wake to see everything reduced
To a burning hell
Glossary
Mokele Mbembe...'One who stops the flow of rivers in the Lingala language of Congo.It is a water dwelling creature of the Congo.It is similar to the Loch Ness Monster.But it is only I and a few of my trusted concubines who have actually played with it's mountain like front teeth.
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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Ordained
Whisper and speak
In secret meetings.
But you still reek.
And that smell
Will be identified with you,
For the rest of your life.
No matter what codes you select,
That stench can not remain undercover.
And your 'calling'...
As 'you' put it!
Is going to have you isolated
For the rest of your life!
And the tragedy of it all...
You believe you have been ordained!
Putting a blemish on all humanity.
And those like you,
Who believed they too...
Function with minds that are sane!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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incense, sweat
flower-scent and
candle smoke
and yes, burnt good years
charred goodbyes
mortar fire
rotten hellos
and tear gas
earthy tobacco
from cigars lit
in a four-star mouth
stench of fear
the smell of terror
from a furious horde
reeking of dying heroes
of these domestic wars
and splattered brains
of us
poets
the ones
whom you do not
know
the ones whom you
do not notice
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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