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Slander
The word is out -- heads are talkin
And just like a fire ragin wild in the night,
The rumors hot, the room is rockin,
Its out of control, too vicious to fight
Two lovers split -- a heart is shattered
And out of revenge it steals through the night,
Making sure the lies are scattered
To every border of this town tonight
The words on the street, you call it truth,
I call it slander,
Times are tough, talk is cheap --
Soon theyll talk about you --
Slander
The jury splits -- undecided,
Theyre searching for clues,
My live in their hands
The hour has come, they stand divided,
The future shall judge the good and the bad
And now, theres talk on the street --
I call it slander,
I will fight this somehow
Revenge will be sweet
Slander -- like a knife in my heart --
Slander
Slander -- gonna keep us apart --
Slander
Slander c theres talk on the street
Slander -- revenge will be sweet
Slander -- Im ready to fight
Slander -- I will find it tonight
Slander -- like a knife in my heart --
Slander
Slander -- gonna keep us apart
Slander
Slander -- theres talk on the street --
Slander -- revenge will be sweet
Slander -- too vicious to fight
Slander -- wild in the night
song performed by by Survivor
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Slander is more deadly than weapons; weapons wound from close range, slander hurts from a distance.
The society of dead authors has this advantage over that of the living: they never flatter us to our faces, nor slander us behind our backs, nor intrude upon our privacy, nor quit their shelves until we take them down.
quote by Charles Caleb Colton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Slander
Slander has a sharper edge than a sword,
More venomous than venom in action,
More severe than cyclones in damage,
And penetrates through the impenetrable.
Victims of slander are often women,
Mostly mistresses of men in high ranks,
Maidens of all ranks and famous queens.
It sleeps with them in their graves to our delight.
28.02.2009
[Inspired by Shakespeare’s Cymbeline act III, iv]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Call For The Priest
Well, the pressures too much, you know I peaked last night
I gotta get some a quick release
City is standing on my shoulders
My bodys going piece by piece
Yeah!
Yes I know what I want and I know where to get it
And Im going there right away
This is one priest that I dont have to fall on
Down to my knees and pray
No!
When your backs to the wall come along one and all
We shall fight all the slander thats penned
Its us we shall choose let the bigoted lose
For our triumphs the means to their end
With you by my side I shall ride every storm
Let the cynics drop dead in their critical head
Theyre wrist merchants as we all can see
Bunch of deaf ears with their columnized fears
What a shame, what a shame, oh dear me!
When your backs to the wall, come along one and all
We shall fight all the slander thats penned
Its us we shall choose let the bigoted lose
For our triumphs the means to their end
Yes I know what I want and I know where to get it
And Im going there right away
This is one priest that I dont have to fall on
Down to my knees and pray
song performed by by Judas Priest
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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All Dead, All Dead
Memories, my memories
How long can you stay
To haunt my days
She came without a farthing
A babe without a name
So much ado about nothing
Is what shed try to say
So much ado my lover
So many games we played
Through every fleeted summer
Through every precious day
All dead all dead
All the dreams we had
And I wonder why I still live on
All dead all dead
And alone Im spared
My sweeter half instead
All dead
And gone
All dead...
All dead all dead
At the rainbows end
And still I hear her own sweet song
All dead all dead
Take me back again
You know my little friends
All dead
And gone
All dead and gone
Her ways are always with me
I wander all the while
But please you must forgive me
I am old but still a child
All dead all dead
But I should not grieve
In time it comes to everyone
All dead all dead
But in hope I breathe
Of course I dont believe
Youre dead
And gone
All dead
And gone
song performed by by Queen
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Scandal
She hastens out and scarcely pins her clothes
To hear the news and tell the news she knows;
She talks of sluts, marks each unmended gown,
Her self the dirtiest slut in all the town.
She stands with eager haste at slander's tale,
And drinks the news as drunkards drink their ale.
Excuse is ready at the biggest lie--
She only heard it and it passes bye.
The very cat looks up and knows her face
And hastens to the chair to get the place;
When once set down she never goes away,
Till tales are done and talk has nought to say.
She goes from house to house the village oer,
Her slander bothers everybody's door.
poem by John Clare
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The Burial Of Moliere
Dead--he is dead! The rouge has left a trace
On that thin cheek where shone, perchance, a tear,
Even while the people laughed that held him dear
But yesterday. He died,--and not in grace,
And many a black-robed caitiff starts apace
To slander him whose Tartuffe made them fear,
And gold must win a passage for his bier,
And bribe the crowd that guards his resting-place.
Ah, Moliere, for that last time of all,
Man's hatred broke upon thee, and went by,
And did but make more fair thy funeral.
Though in the dark they hid thee stealthily,
Thy coffin had the cope of night for pall,
For torch, the stars along the windy sky!
poem by Andrew Lang
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Dead And Broken
Too many things I've never spoken
I'm not feeling fine
I never told you what to do
I never made you a promise that you could hold me to
That'll be the day you see me crying
Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken
Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
How many different faces can you show me?
How many times can you be right?
Another world of fantasy
Another reason for dramatizing everything
Taking it all in just one more time
I'm dying
Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken
Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
Sorry to see that you're underestimated lately
I'd rather be dead and broken than living in your grace
Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken
Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
song performed by by Godsmack
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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To Peg and Plot To Slot Slander
Doing their best to peg and plot to slot slander,
Anywhere a suspicious kindness sits...
To deliver confusion,
With an amused wickedness.
That is their choice of direction.
And 'blasphemous'?
Oh yes!
This is not a matter of suggestion.
It is as obvious as light pierces darkness.
Those who love to speak of God,
And whisper demonic gossip...
Maybe a next door neighbor.
These creatures crawl all over the place!
And fast.
Saying who should be doing what and how...
With no lives to live of their own.
None that is shown,
They can mine their own business.
Doing their best to peg and plot to slot slander,
Anywhere a suspicious kindness sits...
To deliver confusion,
With an amused wickedness.
That is their choice of direction.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Cannot Save The Dead
WE CANNOT SAVE THE DEAD
We cannot save the dead,
Though we perfect our forms of remembrance-
The dead are the dead forever dead-
And we will too one day be among them
Dead forever dead-
Despite the way those left behind strive to remember.
Dead forever dead-
Unless God decide
In some way we cannot understand
That the individual human being
Is as infinitely precious
As those who love them here
know them to be.
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poem by Shalom Freedman
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He who knows how to flatter also knows how to slander.
quote by Napoleon Bonaparte
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Slander flings stones at itself.
English proverbs
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People slander somebody even if they do not despise him.
Slander is worse than cannibalism.
quote by John Chrysostom
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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