A dog barks when his master is attacked. I would be a coward if I saw that God's truth is attacked and yet would remain silent.
quote by Pearl S. Buck
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Every man is wise when attacked by a mad dog; fewer when pursued by a mad woman; only the wisest survive when attacked by a mad notion.
quote by Robertson Davies
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Every man is wise when attacked by a mad dog fewer when pursued by a mad woman only the wisest survive when attacked by a mad notion.
quote by Robertson Davies
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No One Simply Can Do Unto Others
Stand back,
And watch those who had once attacked others...
Now be themselves attacked.
Why is it,
People just do not get it?
No one simply can do unto others,
And not be done.
And those who cry out the loudest?
Well...
What more can be said about that?
Could it be...
They are receiving a delivery?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Hitler came for the Jews... I was not a Jew, therefore, I was not concerned. And when Hitler attacked the Catholics, I was not a Catholic, and therefore, I was not concerned. And when Hitler attacked the unions and the industrialists, I was not a member of the unions and I was not concerned. Then, Hitler attacked me and the Protestant church
Martin Niemoller in Congressional Record, October 14, 1968
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I believe, based on the activities, and I am not an expert on terrorism by any stretch, but I believe that when they attacked the United States and they attacked New York and Washington, D.C., they thought they could defeat us.
Like No Other That Identifies
He is not attacked because he is right.
He is attacked because he dares to be right.
He dares to defy those on the side of lies.
And eyes wide open need not to have experience...
To observe the divisiveness within them that exist!
They wish to remain addicted to this.
This 'fix' applied to their ignorance,
It is much too expensive!
Although it is an observation,
They prefer to keep secretly well hidden.
And he does not have to be black at all.
To point out these facts...
Backtracking on a progress,
That remains historically stalled!
He could be of any color.
But he is not easily the one sidetracked.
And those who follow him agree...
He is like no other that identifies...
With the need to move forward,
Desperately!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fragile
Don’t look further than my shell
I don’t want you to see my inner hell
Nothing I feel compares
To the way your love scares
Don’t get too close to the flame
I don’t want to be the one to blame
When I break and react
You will get attacked that’s a fact
Don’t search too hard to find me
I don’t want you to see what I can be
If I lose control and let it appear
I don’t want you to have that fear
I warned you to stay away
I didn’t want you to have to pay
But still you came and attacked my walls
And now that devil has all the calls
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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Thunderforce
Thunder- thunderforce
Thunder- thunderforce
In a lonely night- stars are shining bright
My soul is wandering- striking the universe
I am flying to a light- to a point of no return
In the name of a master- some spirit picks me up
Oh- I feel the heat
Getting attacked- Im fighting back
Oh- is this the light- the light of glory
Thunder- thunderforce- lightning strikes again
Thunder- thunderforce- lightning strikes again
Getting closer- you will see- the master- thats yourself, oh yeah
Oh- I feel the heat
Getting attacked- Im fighting back
Oh- is this the light- the light of glory
Thunder- thunderforce- lightning strikes again
Thunder- thunderforce- lightning strikes again
Thunder- thunderforce- striking the universe
Thunder- thunderforce- getting attacked- Im fighting back
Thunder- thunderforce- lightning strikes again
Thunder- thunderforce- dancing on fire- dancing in hell
Thunderforce
song performed by by U. D. O.
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The pain never goes away
The pain of abuse
Has never gone away for me.
It has stayed with me everyday.
I may as well still be
Being attacked.
For my soul is attacked
Every day from the pain
That I do feel.
My soul is scared
My heart a heavy sack.
My mind a mess of a mess
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Freedom itself was attacked this morning by a faceless coward, and freedom will be defended.
quote by George W. Bush
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This life I lead,
This life I lead,
This life is upon me,
In all the pain,
I can feel that suffering,
In my hurt and pain,
Observe that faith is the making,
Realise all that we are taught,
Observe the truth from the lie,
This is the house of hopes,
All that I do,
I finally realised truth,
Truth by conscience and faith,
I saw that you meant to heal me,
Finally I realised that my struggle was not in vein,
Make me the Official thought,
That in all my struggles,
Iam never attacked anymore,
Sincerely you gave me food,
That I can never starve anymore,
Building my conscience,
You gave me no limits in all my faith,
Since you meant to release me,
From all the pain within my soul,
Make me the King,
In all that is to be done,
You really meant to save me,
Make me observe that word by faith
Without limits,
I saw that great anointing within me,
That in all my struggles,
Iam not attacked anymore,
This is the soldier’s story,
That all I do on earth,
Will make me see the beauty of truth
My life is all dynamic by faith,
Understanding is the faith,
Knowledge is the Kingdom of the truth.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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The Foul
The foul was in for prison,
My utterances condemn your pleasures,
Attacked, bitten and arranged to die,
Yes, our prize is working on poison
As where I land is wondered to represent
A decree tonight.
I appreciate a crying act, to excommunicate
Him,
To be master, and maiden, and monster of the planets
That cry with water and wit.
The foul I have committed is born from the death
Of a master, and a tear has fallen because of this.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Born To Be Beautiful Defended
I know people went on their rant
about my poem “Born to Be Beautiful”,
now I take a stand.
Well let me say and defend,
I write first hand my unknown friend.
Who gave you the right to decide
for a person whose tired of the fight.
The fight to look skinny and to fit in,
tired of going to the health center and the gym.
Tired of the media and the fake looking ads,
of some of the skinny models on Prozac.
Now, tell me, tell me,
have you ever been attacked?
Attacked for being fat?
Now “fat” is the “protection”
for a lot of souls,
who knowingly incarnate
with fat as their goal.
Now you tell me can you
control karma too?
Are you God/Goddess who thinks it through?
I don’t think so, because there’s more written in the skies,
Accept everyone’s karma
and say “no” to an “eye for an eye”.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Reproved
Flat on their backs like flapjacks.
Rustled and stirred,
Like they've been attacked by wolves.
Wasn't it just yesterday,
These clowns strolled around...
As if they ruled the world?
As if their excrement did not stink.
And here they lay on the brink,
Of much exposed sorrow!
Flat on their backs like flapjacks.
Rustled and stirred,
Like they've been attacked by wolves.
They exclaimed they needed to get to the meat of it!
Not expecting they would become 'the meat' of it eatened.
Wasn't it just yesterday,
These clowns strolled around...
As if they ruled the world?
As if their excrement did not stink.
And here they lay on the brink,
Of much exposed sorrow!
Too many of them have borrowed time from others...
To plot their deceptions.
To flourish in receptions of grandeur.
To discredit the honest.
To defame those of good characters.
And now they seek redemption for their treachery?
The only cheek I turn,
Is the one that conceals a balled fist in my pants pocket!
These people can not be forgiven for the loss of lives.
They caused while in the creation of tremendous lies told!
Wasn't it just yesterday,
These clowns strolled around...
As if they ruled the world?
As if their excrement did not stink.
And here they lay on the brink,
Of much exposed sorrow!
Flat on their backs like flapjacks.
Rustled and stirred,
Like they've been attacked by wolves.
And they should...
Be attacked!
In public reprimand.
To show these blood sucking reptiles,
Have been reproved!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Battle of the Herrings
A fishing action
North of France
1429 took place
Cause of battle
French vs. English
Anticipation/baited breath
River – flat plain
Set up strategy
Hook/line/sinker
British attacked first
French were slow
English bombarded fish
French did not
want to get
their shoes wet
Were most certain
outflanked by British
French counter attacked
Used Brie instead
of slippery worms
Won the fishing
competition – yelled Viva’
la fishermen French
“What was that”?
asked the English
“What’s the matter
with you cockneys
Hard of Herring? ”
'2008'
poem by Robert Sheridan
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Born to Be Beautiful Defended
I know people went on their rant
about my poem 'Born to Be Fat'.
Well let me say and defend,
I write first hand my unknown friend.
Who gave you the right to decide
for a person whose tired of the fight.
The fight to look skinny and to fit in,
tired of going to the health center and the gym.
Tired of the media and the fake looking ads,
of some of the skinny models on Prozac.
Now, tell me, tell me,
have you ever been attacked?
Attacked for being fat?
Now 'fat' is the 'protection'
for a lot of souls,
who knowingly incarnate
with fat as their goal.
Now you tell me can you
control karma too?
are you God/Goddess who
thinks it through?
I don't think so,
because there's
more written in the skies,
Accept everyone's karma
and say 'no' to an 'eye for an eye'.
Written by Christina Sunrise
www.christinasunrise.com www.purplepoems.com
poem by Christina Sunrise
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For No Apparent Reason
Those gifted with selected memories,
Never seem to admit...
Their presence at the scene of misdeeds done.
And yet can express to the minutest detail,
Of what someone else to them has inflicted.
As they were innocently being attacked,
For no apparent reason.
While they did the best they could,
To make attempts to comprehend the sense of it.
And this they wish,
With a re-telling of such events...
As convincingly as possible.
However...
There is just one problem in the doing of this.
There are too many people,
Making claims they had been victimized...
Randomly.
Without having any knowledge of their participation.
And the eyes of those who choose to remain sane,
Do their best to keep at distances invisible...
To the doings of those refusing any hints of reality.
Or the phenomenon of the presence of truth.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Speak the Truth
May the girl who speaks the truth
Expel a certain boy who is a sleuth.
His sentences were unclear as hell,
Open wounds ached and made him yell.
The girl attacked the boy, when the boy
Explained his state of affairs, his toy.
They maddened each other,
Forever and forever,
As destructive as each other,
Always and forever.
The truth brought sleep to hide from
The bustle of every day belief, they were calm.
Truth was a mad element
Opening fresh compliment.
poem by Naveed Akram
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More than award
How long will you keep me waiting?
All troubles are in abundance and waiting
I keep staring at sky for some solution
I find no answer or formula for dilution
It is another name given for life journey
You may always be kept short of money
Sometimes it may be unwanted accidents
Sometimes attacked by near by residents
Love is repaid in form of rude attacks
Simple allegations to keep lot more at stakes
Life is simple made hell for nothing
I continue to pray for something
It is chosen path to remain committed
Slight mistakes in earnest always admitted
Not giving a single chance for people to resent
I avoid presence and try to remain absent
It is not running away from the scene
Sometimes you are implicated for being seen
It may be sheer coincidence for your being there
Still you will be forced to commit somewhere
Such events make you to think fresh
You are not a part still they try to trace
A tail leading to your involvement
You are harassed and feel sorry for such movement
How can you remain aloof?
Your innocence is not taken as proof
You are blamed for nothing
Even though you have said for everything
I have undergone trauma and suffered a lot
I have lost the war without being fought
I am not discouraged but feel so sorry
It adds to tension and worry
I can not leave the field as coward
I must think new and look forward
Even though I may not get reward
But the self satisfaction may be more than award
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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When the dog barks
When the dog barks
Don’t crack, I remark
Watch your back
Maybe it is about to attack
A dog is commonly your loyal slave
But your master when it is brave
It can be your best friend
It can be your worst enemy
When the dog barks
Get ready on your mark
It senses you in the dark
When the dog barks
And you don’t talk back
It will sense the courage you lack
When the dog barks
You may need to give it a whack
To set it on the right track
Before it embarks
On a mission with its mates in a pack
When the dog bites
You must put up a fight
When the dog bites
Think hard, do what is right
When the dog whines
Even you should know it’s not fine
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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