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Weep Day
I never went to the tropical island
Though everybody said they saw me there
And it wasnt me you punched a hole in
At the west german protest march
Simultaneous events dont happen
We are isolated temporally
And a part is never called the whole thing
Though it bothers us to know its so
Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
And its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Yes, its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
I didnt write the words you hear me singing (didnt write the words you hear me singing)
I didnt sing the line before this one (didnt sing the line before this one)
You are not the one I was addressing (you are not the one I was addressing)
That person took a train to africa (africa)
Where he met the consulate from belgium
Who is now a buddhist in a cave
Who is pitching for the oakland raiders
Striking out the batter she became
Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
And its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Yes, its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Yes, its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Weep day for urine man (weep day for urine man)
Weep day for urine man (weep day for urine man)
Weep day for urine man (weep day for urine man)
Weep day weep day
Weep day weep day
Weep day weep day
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Unworthy, I Am
Unworthy, i am - Against your kindness, which rings the bells true to your charm - I am unworthy, i am - you are a rose at full to a Spring bloom, displaying the magic inside you aura, the one which shines with love - Am i unworthy - To receive your love with wide open arms, with the emotions of love, by your hugs and kisses - Am i unworthy - To accept your kindness, to inhale your charm and to whisper in your ear, i love you - I am more than worthy, i am happy at last
poem by Unic Cjonr
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Put The Weight On My Shoulders
Put the weight on my shoulders
Take the load off of your mind
Cause the headwinds that blow
Will fade away in time
Rest yourself on my waters
Take the lifeline from me
Rise above what has passed
And let yourself be free
I only know what love must bear
Through laiden times I will be there
And when your down Ill break the fall
Loose the weight on my shoulders
It aint no weight at all
I only know what love must do
When fortune cries Ill follow you
And when your down Ill break your fall
Put the weight on my shoulders
It aint no weight at all
Put the weight on my shoulders
See you star how it shines
Cause theyre so many dreams
Left to find
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Weep Not Nigeria
Weep not Nigeria,
for justice is in the offing.
Weep not Nigeria,
for your cries resonate and ring.
Weep not Nigeria,
It's time for your African spring.
Weep not Nigeria,
none shall usurp your role as king.
Weep not Nigeria,
for soon in ecstasy you'll sing.
Weep not Nigeria,
for to towering heights you'll cling.
Weep not Nigeria,
and soar atop the eagle's wing.
Weep not Nigeria,
for your patience will gladness bring.
Weep not Nigeria,
it's time to sing the ding dong song.
Weep not Nigeria,
for your misery will not be long.
Weep not Nigeria,
for you are numbered with the strong.
poem by Joseph C Ogbonna (11 July 2018)
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Come on baby no more cry
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
My soul unworthy take my heart
That while I sleep my life depart
Now I lay me in my bed
A loaded gun against my head
My soul is barren wasted done
I lay me down a loaded gun
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
That should you die before you wake
It is your soul the lord did take
hush-a-bye, hush-a-bye
I'll sing to you a lullaby
And then we'll both lay down to die
Come on baby no more cry
Mama's got a big surprise
She put it right between your eyes
And no more no more baby cries
Ssshhh now baby go to sleep
I pray the lord your soul to keep
I will not weep, I will not weep
That should you die, Before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take
Now I lay me down with you
The Lord can have my own soul too
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
My soul unworthy take my heart
That while I sleep my life depart
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poem by Terri Turrell
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Weep No More
Mary, don't you weep no more
Mary, don't you weep no more
'Cuz, I got your letter today
Pack my bags and I'm on my way
So, don't you weep no more
Don't you weep no more
Dry your eyes
Don't you shed no tears
The sun is risin'
So, put away your fears
Cuz, I know I once done you wrong
I want to say I'm sorry
And I'm comin' back home
So, don't you weep no more
Don' t you weep no more
I hear your voice in the wind
And I feel your tears in the rain
Shadows of night are falling
Can't you hear me call your name
I'm comin' home
I'm comin' home
So, don't you weep
Don't you weep
Don't you weep
Don't you weep no more
song performed by by Bad Company
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Perfect Circle
Put your hair back, we get to leave
Eleven gallows on your sleeve
Shallow figure, winners paid
Eleven shadows way out of place
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Pull your dress on and stay real close
Who might leave you where I left off?
A perfect circle of acquaintances and friends
Drink another, coin a phrase
Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room
Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room
Heaven assumed, shoulders high in the room
Try to win and suit your needs
Speak out sometimes but try to win
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
Standing too soon, shoulders high in the room
song performed by by REM
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As for our garments, my Mother did not only delight to see us neat and cleanly, fine and gay, but rich and costly: maintaining us to the heighth of her estate, but not beyond it.
quote by Margaret Cavendish
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My Sweet Child
they took it
they took it all
they took it all away from me
sit and weep sit and weep
i want it
i want it all
i want it all back to me
why can't they give it back to me
sit and weep sit and weep
my sweet child
if words could give
i would give it all
i would give it all
i would give it all back to your heart
but i can't
so i sit
sit and weep
sit and weep
with you
weep wipe away the wounds
i pray
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Weep not, Brokenhearted
Let's attempt to foil
A possible emotional turmoil
Our tempers have been set to boil
Shame! You blame
The very existence of my name
For the aftermath of our fun game
I feel the same, I feel the same
Weep not, Brokenhearted
Weep! Weep! Not
You insisted you wanted only fun
Today you talk of me as if a con
Now that your heart is worn and torn
Weep not, Brokenhearted
Weep! Weep! Not
I thought fun for a couple of days
After we’ll go our separate ways
I simply cannot understand
How I have led you astray
You said the words, you needed fun, you were bored
Weep not, Brokenhearted
Weep! Weep! Not
Once you sung the words to your song
I locked my heart with a key
Threw it away, so of you I would be free
Copyright 2006 -Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Are you rich?
Because parents are rich
I am not rich.
Because brothers or sisters
Or in-laws are rich,
Because own children are rich
I am no richer.
Unless I myself am rich
I cannot be rich.
Too late to understand
And hence poor I went.
Agartala
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sonnet X: To Nothing Fitter
To nothing fitter can I thee compare
Than to the son of some rich penny-father,
Who, having now brought on his end with care,
Leaves to his son all he had heap'd together;
This new rich novice, lavish of his chest,
To one man gives, doth on another spend,
Then here he riots, yet among the rest
Haps to lend some to one true honest friend.
Thy gifts thou in obscurity dost waste,
False friends thy kindness, born but to deceive thee,
Thy love that is on the unworthy plac'd,
Time hath thy beauty, which with age will leave thee;
Only that little which to me was lent
I give thee back, when all the rest is spent.
poem by Michael Drayton
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Faculty
Convertible faculty on a universal emblem,
It can be done and expresses as needed;
But the movement of the amoeba is all that i know.
Of the captivity of your muse and,
Of the ignorance of the history around us;
Today we've taken weapons to kill ourselves and,
We've lost this rich land called earth.
This rich land and this rich love,
This rich sea and this rich valley,
And a river came out of Eden to water the garden;
But of a faculty to acquire degrees that had led us to war!
Chisel out two stone tablets and,
Come up to me on the mountain of love;
And like the first time of your love,
You are the bone of my bones and the flesh of my flesh.
I have seven daughters and,
Of the bucket among the reeds!
But a ravenous wolf devours the foe and,
I am here to stay the night with you.
The delights of the hills and the delights of my love,
And like the sweeping floor of the river beside you;
But a ravenous wolf divided the plunder and,
I am here to stay the night with you.
Forty days of embalmment and seventy days of mourning,
Wash my garments in wine and my rose in the blood of grapes!
Because i am tethering my donkey to the vine of love and,
I will lay down with my faculty in peace.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Make Me Rich
Purchase purchase buy buy
Purchase purchase buy buy
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Purchase purchase buy buy.
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(Purchase purchase buy buy)
Make me rich
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(Purchase purchase buy buy)
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'Horns and tambourines'
Make me rich
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'Congas'
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' And to the bridge'
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'Lead/background singers and violins,
With bass! And give it...'
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'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
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'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
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'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
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'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
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'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
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'Gimme Gimme Gimme'
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'YES...'
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The constant weep.
I weep
That my mother doesn’t know that I weep
Over my neglect of her in her last days.
I weep
That my father doesn’t know that I weep
For my negligence showed in his last days.
The time
I redeem myself of this constant grief
My children will be there to follow suit.
05.01.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Quality Of God
In torn dress a poor boy,
Was standing near a shop,
Greeding eyes of this boy,
Bare footed, seeking joy in the shop.
The shop was full of rich people,
There was selling garments and shoes,
Toys too, something in the shape of apple,
People were in fine dress and shoes.
Nobody paid heed at this boy,
And his eyes were tearful,
All were busy in buying toys,
But boy was standing thoughtful.
A lady came there who had bright eyes,
Accompanied the boy and entered the shop,
Bought for him garments, shoes and toys,
Buying all they left the shop.
Lady put her hand on his head,
'Go now' said with love,
Boy smiled and turned up his head,
' Are you God? ' asked with love.
She replied with smiling face,
'I'm His slave not God.'
Answered the boy with confidence,
'I knew that you must belong to God.'
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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Blubber
weep not
the willows are singing
weep not
the winds are blowing
weep not
utter nothing
lips swell
sleep well
the distortion
is over
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Liquid
Smoke consumes his lungs.
Liquid fills his stomach.
He feels the weight of the world on his shoulders.
So he tries to lift it off a little by smoking and drinking.
The amount of stress keeps piling on his shoulders.
Little does he know that his baby girl is ready to lift the weight of his shoulders
and fill his body with love and compassion.
poem by Christina J. Williams
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To a Cyclamen
I COME to visit thee agen,
My little flowerless cyclamen;
To touch the hand, almost to press,
That cheer’d thee in thy loneliness.
What could thy careful guardian find
Of thee in form, of me in mind,
What is there in us rich or rare,
To make us claim a moment’s care?
Unworthy to be so carest,
We are but withering leaves at best.
poem by Walter Savage Landor
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Weep Not Child
weep not child
wipe those tears from your eyes
weep not child
weep not for you are not alone
weep not child
wipe those very tears
surely, over the years
but somewhat he above us cares
your struggle he bears
to wipe them off and clears
the shackles
and tackles
of all scuffles
and troubles
weep not child
for you are not alone.
®ntema, o.p.
[email protected]
©05.09.2011
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poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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