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Hem Of His Garment
Oh I wish I could be
Touched by the hem of his garment
To be proud has never been
So mean, so stern, so cruel
Oh I wish I could be
Touched by the hem of his garment
Oh, Ive come a long way
To touch the hem of his garment
And anger should be
The tool of a clown or a fool, you see
And why should such spite and such pain
Hang between you and me
When love should be
A queen on her throne
Looking after her own
I wish I could be
Touched by the hem of his garment
Two chairs at this table
One bed in this house
Seriously, I think we could be,
Touched by the hem of his garment
Oh, Ive come a long way
To touch the hem of his garment
Written by d. armstrong, r. armstrong, sister bliss, dave randall & maxi jazz
song performed by by Dido
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Any garment which is cut to fit you is much more becoming, even if it is not so splendid as a garment which has been cut to fit somebody not of your stature.
quote by Edna Ferber
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Gut Feeling /
Something about the way you taste
Makes me want to clear my throat
There's a message to your movements
That really gets my goat
I looked for sniffy linings
But you're rotten to the core
I've had just about all i can take
You know i can't take it no more
Got a gut feeling
Centered 'round long time ago
On your ability to torment
Then you took your tongs of love
And stripped away my garment
Got a gut feeling
Slap your mammy down
Slap your pappy down again
Oh move it up and down now
Oh move it all around now
song performed by by Devo
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Gut Feeling / Slap Your Mammy
something about the way you taste
makes me want to clear my throat
there's a message to your movements
that really gets my goat
i looked for sniffy linings
but you're rotten to the core
i've had just about all i can take
you know i can't take it no more
got a gut feeling
centered 'round long time ago
on your ability to torment
then you took your tongs of love
and stripped away my garment
got a gut feeling
slap your mammy down
slap your pappy down again
oh move it up and down now
oh move it all around now
song performed by by Devo
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Identity would seem to be the garment with which one covers the nakedness of the self, in which case, it is best that the garment be loose, a little like the robes of the desert, through which one's nakedness can always be felt, and, sometimes, discerned. This trust in one's nakedness is all that gives one the power to change one's robes.
quote by James Baldwin
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As long as there are lice in the seams of the garment there must be bloodstains on the fingernails.
Men in earnest have no time to waste In patching fig-leaves for the naked truth.
quote by Hubert Humphrey
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Always There Will Be Something To Write
for as long as the grain of sand is in the mouth
of the mother pearl so there will be pearls
it is the pain that makes it
it is the wound that makes the scar
it is the blur that makes the eyes
work hard to see
it is the haze and the mist
that make us stand and wait and carefully see
to find what is there
when the light of the sun finally comes
it is what is inside me
that i cannot just tell you
that makes me write
and for as long as i am muted by your presence
i will always have something to write
for as long as my tongue is tied
and nothing slips from there
i will always write
because there is no other outlet
no vent
for as long as i fear your wrath
i must continue to write
from the bondage of my teeth and tongue
my hands and mind
shall find its way to freedom
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Truth
"Truth," said a traveller,
"Is a rock, a mighty fortress;
Often have I been to it,
Even to its highest tower,
From whence the world looks black."
"Truth," said a traveller,
"Is a breath, a wind,
A shadow, a phantom;
Long have I pursued it,
But never have I touched
The hem of its garment."
And I believed the second traveller;
For truth was to me
A breath, a wind,
A shadow, a phantom,
And never had I touched
The hem of its garment.
poem by Stephen Crane
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The End Is Near
When you hear the thunder struck
The end is near
When you know people are unlovable
The end is near
When everybody is tribalistic
The end is near
When you know that the time has come
The end is near
When you hear the heavenly trumpet from heaven
And people dress in white garment
The end is near
So be alert
Drop your black garmment
Put on your white garment
Because the end is near
BY TEMILOLA ESTHER AREMU
9years old
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Man & war
Man live for hatred,
Man live for fighting,
Man live for selfishness,
Man live for destruction,
Man cries for peace and make war,
Thus, man now means war!
In Afghanistan, man makes war,
In Egypt, man makes war,
In Syria, man makes war,
In the Republic of Congo, man makes war,
In Ivory Coast, man makes war,
In Niger, man makes war,
In Nigeria, man makes war,
In Libya, man makes war,
In the Middle East, man makes war,
Thus, man is synonymous with war!
What is peace to man?
Peace to man is domination of the weak,
Peace to man is oppression of the meek,
Peace to man is iniquitous subjugation,
Peace to man is possession of absolute power!
Man, in the name of Shaka Zulu caused wars,
Man, in the name of Napoleon Bonaparte caused wars,
Man, in the name of Adolf Hitler caused wars,
Man, in the name of George Bush caused war,
Thus, man knows no peace but war!
For how long will man be the destroyer of life?
For how long will man be the hater of beauty?
For how long will man believe in conflict with nature?
Does man regret and repent for killing Jesus Christ?
Man will never change nor repent ‘cause man is perennially married to war!
poem by Niki Nicholas Nkuna
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The catastrophes of history matter much less if they are somehow compensated for in art and art itself gets reduced to a kind of superior patching function, is enslaved to those very materials to which it presumably imparts value.
Leo Bersani in The Culture of Redemption (1990)
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Bad Boy
I been a bad boy
I been long gone
I been out there
I never phone home
I never gave you not one little clue where Id been
Ive been a bad boy again.
I got a way of
Fallin in love
With angels that dont shove
You into thinkin that you are committing a sin
Ive been a bad boy again.
Ive been a bad boy again
Now Ive been a bad boy again
And all the trouble that Im in
Makes me a bad boy again
Ive been a bad boy again
Now Ive been a bad boy again
And all the trouble that Im in
Makes me a bad boy again
I must have walked round
In a real fog
I was your best friend
Now Im a real dog
I never thought that now
Would ever catch up with then
Ive been a bad boy again.
Ive been a bad boy
I sung a wrong song
I took a left turn
I stayed too long
As you were thinkin that I wasnt
Just like all other men
Ive been a bad boy again.
Ive been a bad boy again
Now Ive been a bad boy again
And all the trouble that Im in
Makes me a bad boy again
Ive been a bad boy again
Now Ive been a bad boy again
And all the trouble that Im in
Makes me a bad boy again
song performed by by John Prine
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The main reason for the failure of the modern medical science is that it is dealing with results and not causes. Nothing more than the patching up of those attacked and the burying of those who are slain, without a thought being given to the real strong hold.
quote by Edward Bach
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Behind it all
Pink rosy cheeks
white sparkling teeth
spread of laughter like a flowing garment
Giving comfort and hope
teaching love and peace
strong emphasis made on strength
Appraised by young and old
cherished by he lass
loved by the lads
who never see through her
who never see her when
alone at a corner
the garment of laughter gathers
down the silent path
the strength tears apart
behind closed doors
emptiness fills the air
If only she could get as much as she gives
If only they knew
behind all of it, lies something much more different
poem by Adenuga Titilayo
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Approximately Infinite Universe
In this approximately infinite universe,
I know a girl whos in constant hell.
No love or pill could keep her cool,
cause theres a thousand holes in her heart.
And the wind of the past blows through her heart,
Reminding her of the people she killed.
Wind of now blows off her cool,
Telling her theres something shes missed.
You know the town of sapporo, she says,
Where the men talk rough and never sing.
Two bottles of loneliness
Patching the holes in her dream.
In this approximately infinite universe,
I know a girl whos raising constant hell.
No love or bottle could fix her good,
cause theres a thousand holes in her head.
And the wind of the future blows through her head,
Saying theres no point of return.
The wind of the universe blows off her soul,
Telling her theres nowhere to go.
I wanna sleep, wanna sleep, she says,
And take her fix to bed.
Two bottles of loneliness
Patching the holes in her dream.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Approximately Infinite Universe
In this approximately infinite universe,
I know a girl whos in constant hell.
No love or pill could keep her cool,
cause theres a thousand holes in her heart.
And the wind of the past blows through her heart,
Reminding her of the people she killed.
Wind of now blows off her cool,
Telling her theres something shes missed.
You know the town of sapporo, she says,
Where the men talk rough and never sing.
Two bottles of loneliness
Patching the holes in her dream.
In this approximately infinite universe,
I know a girl whos raising constant hell.
No love or bottle could fix her good,
cause theres a thousand holes in her head.
And the wind of the future blows through her head,
Saying theres no point of return.
The wind of the universe blows off her soul,
Telling her theres nowhere to go.
I wanna sleep, wanna sleep, she says,
And take her fix to bed.
Two bottles of loneliness
Patching the holes in her dream.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Depression Makes Me
depression makes me feel pain
depression makes me stupid
depression makes me feel low
depression makes me mad
depression makes me sad
depression makes me forget the world
depression makes me tensed
depression makes me lose self control
depression makes me hate everyone
depression makes me think over and over
depression makes me feel lonely
depression makes me think wild
depression makes me worthless
depression makes me sick
what does depression give me?
when it runs high…
it will make me die - rest in peace…
poem by Tashi Coote
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DEPRESSION Makes me.......
Depression makes me feel pain
Depression makes me stupid
Depression makes me feel low
Depression makes me mad
Depression makes me sad
Depression makes me forget world
Depression makes me tensed
Depression makes me lose self control
Depression makes me hate everyone
Depression makes me think over and over
Depression makes me feel lonely
Depression makes me think wild
Depression makes me worthless
Depression makes me sick
What does Depression give me?
When it runs high…
It will make me Die - REST IN PEACE…
poem by Annie Juliet
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