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As the old cock crows, the young cock learns.
In the backyard a cock crows
In the backyard a cock crows
from a plot surrounded by walls of steel
while a dog lies in the sun where he is making a din.
In the backyard a cock crows
half astonished the hens peer at him
where in the early afternoon they how and peck.
In the backyard a cock crows
from a plot surrounded by walls of steel
poem by Gert Strydom
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Sugar
On the vermont transit bus I leaned my arm into alittle chink of sun,
Going somewhere older than I was,
Strapped into something tight, keeping me small.
I dug into you like rock climbing;
Too scared of coming down,
Too scared of going up,
Too scared of rockface.
I shouldve split my sides or spilled my guts or hit you or something,
But I was good, and your fathers little pancakes
So round and perfect and me sitting up too straight,
Laughing in wrong places, kissing you,
Kissing up, kissing too soon.
When the cock crows
When the morning comes where will I go?
When the cock crows
When the love is gone where will I go?
And when you got me pregnant I stopped the party and
I stopped the typewriter and I stopped your dumb ball game in the red barn and i
Stopped your father and bled instead.
And I felt the lie - something sticky on the inside,
A bitter wind in my throat,
Stopping me wanting,
In my stomach, in my head and you said
Sugar sugar, you couldnt come come
Sugar sugar, without your mother
Sugar sugar, you couldnt taste it
Sugar sugar, in my throat.
When the cock crows
When the morning comes where will I go?
When the cock crows
When the love is gone where will I go?
song performed by by Heather Nova
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Malediction
I am walking in the last rays of the setting sun.
Whistling a hangmans tune with head held high swinging my gun.
I say this little boy is angry, I say this little boy is mad!
This little boy comes to destroy, stone-eyed, cold-faced in swathes of vengeance clad.
And the black cock crows. and a dead wind blows.
In my wake are seven men who tried to steal my soul.
In my belly six wild wolves curse and howl from their foul hole.
I say no earthly will may stop me, I say no earthly will may try.
No earthly will may halt the spill of blood from wounds and tears from craving eyes.
And the black cock crows. and a dead wind blows.
Below me burn the city lights like fires of pearls and jewels.
Im climbling down the city walls, unseen, unfussed - the sentries must be fools.
I say all pleasantries are over, I say all pleasantries are past.
My enemies, you pimps and thieves, prepare to meet your nemesis at last.
And the black cock crows. and the dead wind blows.
song performed by by Waterboys
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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What A Day! ! !
The cock crows
The chick blinks
The bat winks
The clock winds
We wake and stretch
Breathe and yawn
Creatures of habits
Old habits shaken off
New ones involuntarily worn
Round and round we go
Today, yesterday's son
Today, tomorrow's dad
Today, today's baby
The blind seek the rainbow
The deaf, a deafening crescendo
The sad seek a foreign land
Where water is not tears
Today begins with all actors in motion Some are bullets in a china store
Breaking lives as they breathe
Some are spectators in a soccer game
Watching others achieve their goals
Some are sleeping seas
Waiting for waves to blow the way
Some give gravity the finger
And take a walk off the earth's edge
Indeed all go and all do
In 24 hour-glass spins all are done
The night falls again
Taking those whose days
Have reached their number
The day swallowed the stars again
The night led the sun astray
The rain turned the sand to clay
The storm raged and aged away
The dusk asked the night to stay
The darkest dark invites the dawn to play
The cock hears their laughter
Knows it's time and stretches its neck
The dawn breaks the day again
From life's first cry to death's final silence
The cock crows
The frog croaks
The boy grows
The day breaks
The cycle continues
And life as we know it...goes on.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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An eloquent cock crows as soon as it comes out of the egg.
It is a sorry house in which the cock is silent and the hen crows.
Even a cock crows over his own dunghill.
quote by Navjot Singh Sidhu
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It may be the cock that crows, but it is the hen that lays the eggs.
quote by Margaret Thatcher
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It's a sad house where the hen crows louder than the cock.
It is a sad house where the hen crows louder than the cock.
The cock that crows at the wrong time is killed.
Shame to the house where the hen crows and the cock is silent.
There is little peace in that house where the hen crows and the cock is mute.
The cock shuts his eyes when he crows, because he knows it by heart.