I don't know who will lead us through the '90s, but they must be made to speak to this spiritual vacuum at the heart of American society, this tumor of the soul.
quote by Lee Atwater
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Changing Souls
Only God can change our soul, making man spiritually whole,
Filling that void in all men, when in Christ they are Born Again.
Friend, there is a void in us all, produced back at Adam’s fall,
As The Lord departed from us, to declare, we’d return to dust.
Today many do wander aimlessly, with no direction spiritually,
Which is the spiritual aftermath, of man desiring another path,
Than that one, presented to him, which introduced man to sin,
Separating all men from God; alone on earth made them trod.
Alone, still with spiritual need, were Adam and his future seed,
Man seduced by a dark force, and cast out to another course,
By the devil he was lead astray, much like men on earth today,
Adam was deceived in Paradise, and today men pay the price.
Since then what God has done, was send to us, His Only Son,
He came to redeem fallen man, to reinstate God’s perfect plan.
Christ is that One to fill that hole, God’s Answer for every soul,
To fill our spiritual emptiness, we need Christ’s Righteousness.
No longer do we need to stray, as God provided for all a Way,
To have a fulfilling spiritual life, through the Lord, Jesus Christ,
Who indwells every vacant heart, with The Spirit, He will impart,
When we come to faith and trust, for salvation, the Lord Jesus.
(Copyright ©09/2009)
American Dream
American dream
American dream
American dream
I must surrender to my American dream
Please do not call me
There is a wedding ring on my ring
And I am building my American dream
I found an American soul mate to love
And to share my life and my American dream
I am getting married and settling down
Good bye single life
Love is the best thing I can give to the people who also share my American dream
Soul mate give me a kiss
And let's dream the American dream
I want my self, you, and every body else to be a part of this American
Dream
We are starting over with an American dream
What I lost before
It is not of any value to me any more
I can't replace it
But you are a part of me
And that is what matters the most
This American dream belong to us and every body else
My heart belongs to you my soul mate
Days will come and go
But I am here for you
We can make a difference when we claim the American dream
Maybe tommorow we will sail on a moon beam
My soul mate has blue eyes
Soul mate I ask no more than this
Please give me a warm kiss
Somewhere in the American dream roses will bloom
And ships will sail across the sea
Poets will write their poetry
Singers will sing in the boulevard cafes some love songs that touch Every body's heart
Flower girls will sell flowers in the streets of the American dream so
The man can buy some
Flowers for there girl friends and lovers if they have any
I can't let any body else steal our American dream
We must save this American dream for us and every body else
If you want to be a part of the American dream
You will have to be a good citizen of the American dream
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Lead Balloon
Kiss my ass! I said
And I threw my drink
Tequila trickling
Down his business suit
Must be the irish blood
Fight before you think
Turn it now
You cant cowtow
You cant undo it
Its his town
And that went down
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
He said sic her, rover
That went over
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
An angry man is just an angry man
But an angry woman
Bitch!
I had to ask him for a helping hand
It came with the heart
Of a bonaparte
Of a frozen fish
Its his town
And that went down
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
He said sic her, rover
That went over
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
Lead balloon, lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon, lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon, lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
Its his town
And that went down
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead balloon
He said sic her, rover
That went over
Like a lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead lead lead lead balloon
Lead balloon
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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That's the trouble with being me. At this point, nobody gives a damn what my problem is. I could literally have a tumor on the side of my head and they'd be like, 'Yeah, big deal. I'd eat a tumor every morning for the kinda money you're pulling down.'
quote by Jim Carrey
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Heart & Soul
Love in a vacuum, love in space.
Love without even a little hint of a trace.
Love in confusion and love doesnt show on your face.
Love is a stranger, love is a box.
Love is the key that fits a million locks.
Love is a mystery when love is the devil you go.
Put your heart and soul where I can see them shine.
I wish youd put your heart and soul
Where I can think theyre mine.
I wish you put your heart and soul
Where I can see them shine.
Love in a distance, love in a walk.
Love in the limit if only people could talk.
Love for the moment till it swings like a hawk.
Love for tomorrow, love for today.
Love for the hour it could be coming your way.
Love for a puzzle you need a solution to play.
Put your heart and soul where I can see them shine.
I wish you put your heart and soul
Where I can think theyre mine.
I wish you put your heart and soul
Where I can see them shine.
I wish you put your heart and soul
Where I can think theyre mine
I wish you put your heart and soul
Where I can see them shine.
I wish you put your heart and soul
Where I can think theyre mine...
song performed by by Monkees
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Analysis
'The work of the poet comes
to meet the spiritual need
of the society in which he lives,
and for this reason
his work means more to him
than his personal fate,
whether he is aware of this or not. '
' El trabajo del poeta viene resolver la necesidad espiritual de la sociedad en que vive,
y por esta razón su trabajo significa más para él que su propio destino lo sepa o no. '
Carl Jung
so this is it
my soul
not my soul
my body
is not my
body
in this literariness
of things
i am but another
slave
creature of
my society.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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All American Girl
Skin tight soul delight
Changing her life for another
She dreams magazines
Sees herself on the cover
Anything anytime anywhere
Its fitting in that matters
Faithfully she believes in the look he wants to know better
She knows what she wants
Shes an all american girl
She knows what she needs
Shes a sold american girl
She knows what she knows
Shes an all american girl
She does what she does
Shes an all american girl
Sold american
Shes got a double bubble with a bossanova back
Shes a real hot pepper and I like it like that
Its all right you dont have to change your way
Youre all right Im hoping the best part stays
She knows what she wants
Shes an all american girl
She knows what she needs
Shes a sold american girl
She knows what she knows
Shes an all american girl
She does what she does
Shes an all american girl
Sold american
Street smart close to the heart gotta be real
More than the clothes you wear
You know what youve got look to your heart
You carry your history there
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Changing Hearts And Minds
It’s God who puts in man’s heart, Eternal Truth, that won’t depart,
His Truth, that remains the same, causing man’s mind to change,
Through His Spirit, God inspires, hearts to change to His desires,
Thus, changing the course of a life, to live anew for Jesus Christ.
Following a darkened spiritual lull, only God can speak to a soul,
To lead that soul from the night, and back into the Savior’s Light,
Taking him from a time of sin, to again, instill God’s Hope within,
As he follows The Spirit’s lead, not just to listen but now to heed.
Believers, by Christ, are set apart, with His Spirit, within our heart,
His Seal on them, of His Grace, Who goes with them every place,
With them even when they stray, far from their Lord’s chosen way,
And even when they stray from Him, to find them self deep in sin.
God continues to work from inside, even when they do not abide,
Speaking through the quiet voice, as an influence in every choice,
Yet, each choice is ours to make, and this world we must forsake,
To live our lives for His praise, as we choose to change our ways.
So we yield to The Spirit’s plea, Who, opens up our minds to see,
We truly need a change of heart, so God can give us a fresh start,
As this world soon shall perish, and it’s The Lord we must cherish,
Turning our hearts back to Calvary, with our mind fixed on Eternity.
(Copyright ©02/2009)
Now Speak About Love
after the pain
now speak about love
i told her that she must now speak
about Love,
the love of a man crazy about her,
or her mother on a love unconditioned upon something else
the love of society,
the love of her siblings, the love of her daddy,
after the pain, i ask her to speak about love
after her husband left her, after no man henceforth
or any eye cast a glance on her wrinkled,
furrowed, harrowed, hollowed soul
she does not speak, for now, after the pain, after the harrowing
experience,
to love she cannot speak, to silence she got married.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Letter to a Secret Lover
Dear,
Do I say my love?
There is a vacuum in my heart
You this, should offend not,
My heart is void,
Your heart it seeks
Do I say my love?
This I fear, might go for ruin
Let it not, a confession it is
A heart within, that boils,
A heart, the cool of your soul
It needs,
It craves,
Enslaved is me,
Dear,
Call me to freedom
Hope, you, it wouldn't hurt
Should your heart be locked,
Know a heart, a soul
Under the stars
Had cared, had loved.
And
My chest, it pricked
It did, the cupid,
Cry not, the brittle one,
Naïve heart,
A confession it is.
A power beyond!
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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The Same Story, The same History
...and so the same story is told
the same history is made....
why always speak of descrimination
why always speak of war
why always speak of class
why always speak of injustice
why always speak of poverty
why always speak of rebellion....
why not speak of equality
why not speak of peace
why not speak of respect
why not speak of wisdom
why not speak of production
why not speak of working together...
...and so the same story is told
the same history is made.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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On the spiritual theory, man consists essentially of a spiritual nature or mind intimately associated with a spiritual body or soul, both of which are developed in and by means of a material organism.
quote by Alfred Russel Wallace
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Speak With Kindness (Or Do Not Speak At All)
speak with kindness,
or do not speak at all.
speak not of judgement,
you are not the judge.
speak not of salvation,
let your living be your scriptures.
speak not of scriptures,
let your actions be your holy book.
speak not as apostle or teacher,
speak as a human being.
speak not of god,
then god will speak through you!
speak not as a man,
for you are woman too.
speak not with hateful malice,
for love does not work that way.
speak not as a prophet or seer,
speak as compassion made flesh.
speak not of morality,
speak of connection.
speak not of authority,
the tree and the leaf have just as much.
speak not of holiness,
for all that lives be holy.
speak with kindness...
or do not speak at all!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The need to speak the truth and even to seek it for oneself is only conceivable in so far as the individual thinks and acts as one of a society, and not of any society … but of a society founded on reciprocity and mutual respect, and therefore on cooperation.
quote by Jean Piaget
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Destiny
Either Faith or choice
We seem to find each other.
Distance apart our souls connect.
A magnetic pull or the hands of God's
It seems to be a internal love.
A love many desire.
A spiritual connection
Of Beauty and Mind
Our souls blend as one
For you are the one my soul desires.
We'll always be together
Soul to Soul
Heart to Heart
You are My Heart & Soul
poem by Michael Peterson
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There was a time
when a filled up space of sorrow
a jigsaw of mixed emotions
cried for emptiness
more tolerable than pain
but nothing is...just that
nothing
horrifying vacuum space
which is why
some people choose...pain
and when they get too much of it
some people choose...vacuum
pain...vacuum...pain...vacuum
there is a time for a smile as well?
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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When Each Season Leaves
To say today no changes have been made,
Is to exist in a stagnant vacuum.
Yesterday is not today.
Nor was yesterday the day before.
Those who perceive life,
As an opportunity to leech...
Sit waiting for someone to knock,
With a proclamation...
That allows them to breathe.
When each season leaves,
Another takes its place.
When someone opens a door...
So much more can be observed,
If steps are made to go forward...
To feel a freshness of this upon one's face.
To say today no changes have been made,
Is to exist in a stagnant vacuum.
Yesterday is not today.
Nor was yesterday the day before.
To say today no changes have been made,
Are words spoken from those...
Who have chosen the boredom,
Of a monotony to daily experience.
With a keeping of this explored.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The American people abhor a vacuum.
quote by Theodore Roosevelt
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As we embrace the American dream and the freedoms it represents, we must also ensure that those who wish to enjoy those freedoms become a part of our society and learn to speak our language.
quote by Bobby Jindal
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Rating
Incestuous relationships,
Inspired by asking
To read specific poems,
Can lead to defective progeny.
Comments made on one’s poems
When reciprocated
Can swell numbers or
Lead to introspection.
Hunting for the poem,
Or praise, or recognition,
Within ourselves?
Manipulation is not
Too far in society.
poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph
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