Wisdom stands at the turn in the road and calls upon us publicly, but we consider it false and despise its adherents.
quote by Kahlil Gibran
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I Despise!
i despise...
the self centered concept
that one group of people,
that one race, or one religion,
is better than all the rest.
i despise...
any system that feeds
the few at the expense
of the many.
i despise...
ignorance, arrogance,
greed, and apathy.
i despise...
the pursuit of money
at the expense of living.
i despise...
narrow minded people
who try to lead
for the good of mankind.
i despise...
indifference, intolerance,
and unforgiveness!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Pay The Price
I try to keep your name
And still get rid of your face
I hate to be by myself
All locked away in this place
You turn me inside out
You turn me outside in
Around and upside down
A rollercoaster within
Pay the price of love
When he calls for you
Youve got to
Pay the price of love
When he calls for you
I grab my big black book
And call the numbers I know
Something is melting this town
Like it was all made of snow
You turn me inside out
You turn me outside in
Around and up and down
The elevator within
Pay the price of love (ooh la la la)
When he calls for you
Youve got to
Pay the price of love (ooh la la la)
When he calls for you
Spending the evening alone
With the 10 oclock news
Looking at you through the holes
In the soles of my old brown shoes
song performed by by Roxette
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There She Stands
When the night
Seems to say
All hope is lost
Gone away
But I know
I'm not alone
By the light
She stands
There she waves
Faithful friend
Shimmering stars
Westward wind
Show the way
Carry me
To the place
She stands
Just when you think it might be over
Just when you think the fight is gone
Someone will risk his life to raise her
There she stands
There she flies
Clear blue skies
Reminds us with red
Of those that died
Washed in white
By the grave
In their strength
She stands
When evil calls itself a martyr
When all your hopes come crashing down
Someone will pull her from the rubble
There she stands
We've seen her flying torn and tattered
We've seen her stand the test of time
And through it all the fools have fallen
There she stands
By the dawn's
Early light
And through the fight
She stands
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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False Impressions
Perhaps its not unreasonable to formulate this note
Addressed here with all due respect to Miss Paloma Sproat.
Life is important, false excuses are from truth remote,
Offer no consolation but they really get one's goat.
My trust I gave and it seems grave such sudden turn of coat,
Appointment made, request relayed, came not from me, no ‘faute'
Seems from my side, no trust denied, or if there was, please quote!
Perhaps four calls appall when one to train times does devote
Real effort which is good will spurned, (four calls ignored, he wrote) !
Or maybe false impressions stemmed from hopes we might emote.
All said and done perhaps its best, yet there still seems a boat
That's missed, an opportunity which still retains my vote.
P.S. herewith please find a smile that says the wings to fly
Shall yet be found as from dark ground may soar bright butterfly!
(5 April 1995)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Yonder Stands The Sinner
Well, you heard about the great pretender?
I went to see him and hes not the same
Down by the club on the parking lot cinders
I was to meet him and play his game.
Yonder stands the sinner
He calls my name without a sound.
I saw his face in the attic window
Yellin down through the broken pane
Sinner man! what you got to run for?
Church bells rang when he said that name.
Yonder stands the sinner
He calls my name without a sound.
Well, I was about as scared as I could be.
I went and hid behind the nearest tree.
Peeked out from behind the branches.
Sinner!
Yonder stands the sinner
He calls my name without a sound
To get down.
I guess you heard about the great pretender?
I went to see him and hes not the same.
I guess you heard about the great pretender?
I went to see him and hes not the same.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Sometimes It Is Not The Poem But The Poet
how i want to be a pseudonym of a pseudo-poet
all: pseudohematuria
pseudoxoma, this sham shame this
counterfeit eshete, this fake classic
this pretense
inside this desception, false sun shining
on the sand, 'nom de Usenet
best-known and funniest hoax
this BIFF BIFF BIFF
Many flamers/ entities,
that AI program of sophistication
yet to exist
and the exits
travesty generator to simulate
oh! ass!
a significant number of people
like us
fooled by the forgeries
they debate over their authenticity
eventually
settled only when the perpetrator came forward
publicly admitting the hoax.
acidic Ph, test it.
taste it, let us see how your tongue works
to know the truth
i shall now reveal
you have loved the poet
but his poems you despise
.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Heeding the Call to Their Expectations
Initiators, instigators, implementators...
Whatever you want to call people,
Who create their own dilemmas...
With an inviting of rage,
To then put the blame on someone else...
For actions they will not admit,
Are of their own making.
Although accuse those they say and do...
That they want out of their lives,
For not doing enough to help them...
When faced with a crisis,
Are those they despise publicly...
For not doing what they want done,
BECAUSE...
They are entitled.
And they wonder why their lives,
With whatever natural disasters they face...
Have come to affect them,
In places...
Where they have gone,
To isolate themselves...
Yelling for calls for 'help'!
Do the best the can to prioritize,
Their madness.
From 'who' or 'whom' or 'what'...
Do they believe,
Will come rushing to their aid?
Heeding the call to their expectations?
The very same people,
They have attempted to eliminate...
From being too controlling,
In being instrumental in their lives.
To dry their weeping eyes.
There is no doubt why people who shout,
Are being today...
More ignored.
With a focus that shows them to be,
The reasons why any progress is stalled.
Not only are these people 'nutts'.
They are clearly the ones needing to be locked up.
To allow humanity to rid its fences.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Doubts Even Here
Those steps which seem to take a lifetime
When eyes just turn and stare
The day begins, collapsing without warning
You fade from sight, theres nothing there
All talk allowed, calls are answered daily
The questions are on your side
Deeply moved, beyond all consolation
You felt the pulse, now hear the cry
In my mind, thoughts are becoming clearer
Im watching every move you make
Counting time spent in observation
A single blow a false mistake
Then you revealed to me
All that I need to know now
(the close went down to times
Too, too much behind us)
Then please dont turn away,
Why cant I talk to you now?
(the number of forgotten years
Where my honor isnt deepest
Grows the deepest feeling and it
Grieved for safety and despair)
Theres nowhere left to go
Where is this taking her and how?
(the torish threats forevermore
Over our natural favor
And us and hes and Ill fall
Far in it, and it sees enough
In our failures and its not time.)
Theres nothing more I want
To know beyond your trust now
(I missed his promised time again
For my friend)
Dont throw our joy away
Why must you just you leave now?
(has God forgotten to approach us?
Has he rememberd to not despise us? )
Memories are all thats left
I need you near to me now
(there, now, now, dont come to mind my deeds
And call out in defiance of times gone by)
song performed by by New Order
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Two Kinds of Wisdom
Words of wisdom can indeed, speak to the heart’s most inner need,
But you must be aware my friend, where words take you in the end.
For earthly wisdom can mislead, the heart seeking an earthly need.
While wisdom sent from up above, guides you in God’s perfect love.
Wisdom comes from many schools, some are wise, some are fools,
Even teachings that sound wise, could be packaged in eternal lies.
Earthly wisdom tells you friend, don’t be concerned about your end,
Just live your life for number one, fill each day with pleasure and fun.
Godly wisdom fills you with love, while keeping your mind up above,
God helps you each day to live, knowing that you have more to give.
Worldly wisdom says fill your life, with things that cause much strife.
It tells you to grab the biggest toy, but in the end you’ll have no joy.
Godly wisdom through sacrifice, prepares you for your Eternal Life.
With this wisdom men shall see, Jesus Christ as they enter Eternity.
In the end all worldly wisdom, to the Truth of God it shall succumb.
When men try embracing The Son, He will say what’s done is done.
All the worldly wisdom down here, has no room for The Lord, I fear,
With the wisdom they think wise, the Lord we love, they just despise.
The same Lord who we hold dear, has let us know His return is near,
And Godly wisdom fixes our eyes, upon Christ without any comprise.
The Yellow Brick Road of Life
Yellow means wisdom, bricks are challenges,
Getting off the yellow road is getting into problems, open spaces.
At the end of the yellow road we find what we always looked for,
The truth, the power is within us, not in any counselor.
We have to step through all the yellow bricks,
Solve each challenges, find wisdom, & never believe in the statistics.
Go through all problems, if we solve them well, we become wiser,
Weakling no longer, better, healthier, richer and stronger.
If we fall out of the yellow brick road we loose time,
Running away from life, stagnate, get into grime.
Some of us makes it back and learns more wisdom,
Some withers away in sickness, alcohol, drugs and do not blossom.
However, if we get to the end and we find the answer,
We'll continue on the yellow brick road as a seasoned traveler.
We'll find wisdom to face life and find true happiness,
By calling everything 'good', all turns into real success.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Wisdom's Way
Wisdom is calling souls today, to come to God in Wisdom's way,
While Wisdom sends forth her call, upon this world, to every soul,
For Wisdom has prepared for us, a house built on Righteousness,
Built up with seven pillars strong; being complete for every throng.
Wisdom has prepared her feast, for those with plenty, to the least,
While she has set her table for all, for both the great and the small,
Wisdom has sent out her invitation, to all souls without reservation,
Her invitation for all to come, regardless of where are you are from.
She calls the simple to partake, but foolishness they must forsake,
As wicked ways all must spurn, to come to Wisdom and truly learn,
With wisdom being their selection, they must be open to correction,
Learning from every past mistake, as Wisdom's feast, they partake.
As scoffers come along our way, rejecting what Wisdom has to say.
All filled with arrogance and pride, by them, wisdom shall be denied,
Correcting then in Wisdom's name, brings upon one hurt and shame,
For hate the scoffer will project, toward one who chooses to correct.
Will you today heed Wisdom's call, to seek The Lord Who's over all?
Leaving old ways, that you know, so through Wisdom you can grow,
Changing to a life of Righteousness, this as you follow Christ Jesus,
As Wisdom shall multiply your days; with a long life, to God's praise.
(Copyright ©07/2012)
Turn For The Worse
There's a fork in the road
On my way home
Temptation waits: wine, women, and song
Lord my will breaks
Where that road bends
And tonight I took a turn for the worse again
Left was home
Right was wrong
And you can bet by now she knows which road I'm on
It's a road I know like the back of my hand
But tonight I took a turn for the worse again
My old truck
Pulls a little to the right
Seems to get a lot worse on Friday night
Things are bad at home
Lord I'm sick of work
So tonight I took a turn for the worse
Left was home
Right was wrong
And you can bet by now she knows which road I'm on
It's a road I know like the back of my hand
But tonight I took a turn for the worse again
Lord tonight I took a turn for the worse again
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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Wisdom From Above
The Word of God is so very clear, yet, so many men have no fear,
Within their hearts, of The Lord, and so God’s Word goes ignored;
A fear that begins wisdom for all, men everywhere great and small,
Wisdom which opens eyes to see, Truths from the Lord of Eternity.
The Lord revealed Himself to Israel, revealing His Purpose and Will,
And today the Lord’s Revelation, is available to every single nation,
For God spoke through His Son, not just to Israel, but to everyone,
God’s Son was revealed to all men, in a world that was condemned.
My friend, this day as in ages past, only Heavenly Wisdom will last,
A wisdom, which you will receive, when God’s Truth you do believe,
The Wisdom from The Lord above, greater than what men speak of,
Far surpassing the wisdom of men, that, Christ Jesus will condemn.
With this Wisdom, you will heed, the words of Truth which you read,
And as the Spirit opens your eyes, worldly wisdom you will despise,
Embracing Truths of God’s Word, over empty wisdom you’ve heard,
As The Spirit of God does impart, Truth and Wisdom into your heart.
Man’s worldly wisdom my friend, God makes foolishness in the end,
As God frustrates their empty ways, for The Lord’s Glory and Praise;
This all begins through Godly fear, of The Lord, Who is so very near,
And God’s Wisdom, you will see, leads a heart to New Life, Eternally.
(Copyright ©05/2010)
Drugs (Mcat)
Your lost in your head
going down a road
that will lead to your death
Reality is this world
not the drug world
in your head
False friends
lead to false dreams
they are the problem
drugs are the cause
Don't go down a road
with no cars
don't screw it up
this drug will take your life
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Truth:
The truth will stand when all else falls
Till time becomes no more
Until God’s trumpet finally calls
Till death shuts tight its door
Truth needs no prop support or stay
But lies are bound to fail
Naked they’ll stand on judgement day
Beyond life’s hidden veil
The truth will stand the test of time
For truth is of The Lord
Guilty condemned of Satan’s crime
Deceit must face the sword
The truth stands firm, stands deep and sound
In Christ its seed has root
Ordained to grow in hallowed ground
To bear God’s name sweet fruit
Exposure brings to truth no fear
No devil can it move
No scheme no ploy no smile nor tear
As squalls of life will prove
Tempestuous storms may rant and rage
All elements let loose
Life, may turn its vicious page
But truth stands every ruse
For all deceit the dye is cast
God’s spoke with upheld hand
Wisdom will prove as in the past
Once truth’s embraced our land
Then truth will reign at Jesus’ hand
Sweet joy will never cease
Walking with God The Promised Land
In everlasting peace.
poem by Michael P. Johnson
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Although I never publicly defended promiscuity, I never publicly attacked it. I attempted to avoid the subject, in part because I felt, and often still feel, unable to live up to the ideals I really hold.
quote by Andrew Sullivan
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On The Outside Looking In
The peels of laughter emulate from within
and he stands on the outside forever looking in.
He stands the stranger, which no one wants to know.
Sadness always etched across his brow
with a lonely heart beating inside.
He sees the smiles radiate from within
while he stands alone
always on the outside looking in.
The one who stands apart from any joyous crown
with only tears and a lonely heart.
He is the one who never is invited
to parties at anytime,
but has to watch from outside a window
on the outside always looking in.
He is that someone everyone reject as a friend.
One day he can only hope and tables will turn.
Until that day arrives
and his loneliness evaporates he will remain
the one who stands
on the outside always looking in.
14 May 2010
poem by David Harris
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Despise
Despise!!!
Maze...psychopathic daze...i create this waste
Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic
Ways...cant escape this place...i deny your face
Sweat gets in my eyes, lash out at all I despise
Handsonmyfaceoverbearingicantgetout
Lost...ran at my own cost...hearing laughter, scoffed
Learning from the rush, detached from such and such
Bleak...standing on my feet...listening incomplete
I am not a dog, but Im the one you dog
Handsonmyfaceoverbearingicantgetout
Never - ever - surrender - I want it all!
Never - ever - surrender - despise
My state of mind gets so one-sided
Despise!!!
Cut me - show me - enter - I am
Willing and able and never any danger to myself
Knowledge in my pain, knowledge in my pain
Or was my tolerance a phase?
Empathy, out of my way
I cant die
Never - ever - surrender - I want it all!
Never - ever - surrender - despise
My state of mind gets so one-sided
Despise!
song performed by by Slipknot
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Goin Back To Alabama
(with kenny rogers)
Goin back to alabama...
Now that Ive learned a thing or two
Life for me had been so easy
But Ive got some livin yet to do
cause a man who walks by the side of the road
Can turn himself around
He can pick himself up
And dust himself off
And start all over again
My friend...
Some days I didnt wanna wake up in the mornin
My family and friends were all down on me
I tried to tell em where I was goin
But they never saw the man I saw in me
Some folks call me a dreamer
Other folks laughed and called me a fool
All I ever wanted to be was a winner
cause I know a winner can never lose
cause a man who walks by the side of the road
Can turn himself around
He can pick himself up
And dust himself off
And start all over again
cause a man who walks by the side of the road
Can turn himself around
He can pick himself up
And dust himself off
And start all over again
My friend...
Yes a man who walks by the side of the road
Can turn himself around
He can pick himself up
(pick himself up)
And dust himself off
(dust himself off)
(and)
Start all over again
Im a man
Im a man
(Im a man)
You know a man who walks by the side of the road
Can turn himself around
He can pick himself up
And dust himself off
And start all over again
You know a man who walks by the side of the road
Can turn himself around
He can pick himself up
And dust himself off
And start all over again...
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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