His mother called such people ignorant and superstitious, but his father only shook his head slowly and puffed his pipe and said that sometimes old stories had a grain or two of truth in them and it was best not to take chances. It was why, he said, he crossed himself whenever a black cat crossed his path.
quote by Stephen King
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I Aint Superstitious
(willie dixon)
Aint superstitious,
Black cat crossed my trail.
I aint superstitious,
But a black cat crossed my trail.
Bad luck aint got me so far,
And I wont let it stop me now.
The dogs begin to bark,
All over my neighborhood.
And that aint all.
Dogs begin to bark,
All over my neighborhood.
Mmm-mmm
This is a mean old world to live in,
And I cant face it all by myself, at all.
And, dogs begin to bark,
All over my neighborhood.
The dogs begin to bark,
All over my neighborhood.
I got a feelin about the future,
And it aint too good, I know that.
I know, I know, I know.
Aint superstitious,
But black cat crossed my trail,
(I said it so many times before)
Aint superstitious,
A black cat crossed my trail.
Bad luck aint got me so far,
And you know I aint gonna let it stop me now.
Come on.
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Cross My Heart
First time I crossed my heart I was beggin baby, please
At your bedside, down on my knees
When I crossed my heart
When I crossed my heart
I crossed my heart, pretty baby over you
Second time I crossed my heart rain came in from the south
I was lyin there with something sweet and salty in my mouth
When I crossed my heart
When I crossed my heart
When I crossed my heart, pretty darlin over you
Well, you may think the worlds black and white
And youre dirty or youre clean
You better watch out you dont slip
Through them spaces in between
Where the night gets sticky and the sky gets black
I grabbed you, baby, and you grabbed me back
And we crossed our hearts
We crossed our hearts
Yeah, I crossed my heart...
Little boys, little girls
They know their wrongs from their rights
Once you cross your heart
You aint ever supposed to lie
Well, life aint nothin but a cold hard ride
I aint leavin til Im satisfied
I cross my heart
Yeah, I cross my heart
Well, I cross my heart, pretty darlin over you
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Will The Truth Come Out One Day?
Will the truth come out one day?
Is what has happened wrong?
Our paths crossed in a funny way
To you I have nothing to say
But with you it's our secret all along
Will the truth come out one day?
If caught, a bad mood you'll display
But our concealing is strong
Our paths crossed in a funny way
I feel bad 'cause with you I didn't stay
But we weren't seeing each other for that long
Will the truth come out one day?
I'm glad it was under you I lay
Because my feelings for him have gone
Our paths crossed in a funny way
From this will I have to pay?
But i'm glad this is still going on
Will the truth come out one day?
Our paths crossed in a funny way
poem by Kerry Folkes
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Half my father
Half my father
Half my mother
My mother white as a ghost
My father black as coal
In my face the mixture glows
My skin is white
Still I am a black man
By the make of my nose
My hair is curly
My eyes are gray
Within me both if them lives
My mother’s race
Did enslave
My father’s race
Was never paid.
Still within I bare the two
Am O the new American?
My father is white
My mother is Korean
They met during the war
And I was born
Their only son
By my tone of skin
And by my eyes
You can tell
That there is a divide
And by my blonde hair
It is there for you to spy
Am I the new American?
My mother is German
My father polish
I learned three languages
As I grew older
Both of them
Did love me well
And of each country did tell
That I could draw
From each well
Am I the new American?
My father is Chinese
My mother Spanish
Both crossed over the Rio Grand
I am in the make of my father
But I have my mother’s brown skin
Am I the new American?
poem by David E. Patton
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I Have Crossed the Mile
I have crossed the mile
With patience and perseverance
I have crossed the mile
pushing beyond my limits
hoping against hope.
I have crossed the mile
Like a crawling snail on a parched land,
I have counted every step
and every second to draw me closer
to the end of the line.
I have crossed the mile
Like a sportsman on a race,
I have run without stopping
gasping for my last breath
yet smiling to discover
that I have crossed the mile.
_______________________
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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The man called My Father
My sister pointed a man on the road calling him our father
She had a faint smile hoping he would turn and smile back
I saw him walking away in a busy market wearing a suit
Perhaps a man on business while we stood like a failed investments
I asked my mother about the man called My father
She weakly smiled and kissed my chubby childhood cheeks
Years went by and that man often crossed my way, often smiled too
And i smiled back to the stranger who everyone called my father
We met once a while at his place greeting his new family
A mandatory yearly visits like paying homage to gods for life living
The man called my father looking at me with his guilty eyes
And i smiling at the stranger to the man who called himself my father
poem by Dechen Doma Sherpa
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Shades of Grey
Black is the color of the night
Grey is the shadow of you I sight
White is the shirt you wear
Black is your suit I declare
White is the wall you lean against
Grey is our path I sensed
Black is the memory I lost
Black is the road we never crossed
Grey is the prospect of the day
Grey is the taxi driving away
Black is the truth to never find you
Black is everything I can't undo
Black is my room without light
White is my color of hope in spite
Grey is the circle around my heart
Black is the truth like a work of art
© 2011
poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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We Are All Lost In Our Own Small Lives
WE ARE ALL LOST IN OUR OWN SMALL LIVES
We are all lost in our own small lives
Which seem to be the world to us
But which are for the Universe
A grain of a grain of a grain of sand
So so so so nothing at all –
We are all here at the center
So serious about what we are
And we ultimately are
What every unnamed atom will never see
Oh small is not the word
And nothing either
We puffed puffed puffed up fools
Mostly me.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Mother Nature
I want her so bad
Mother Nature has a hold on me
I want her so bad
Mother Nature won't you let me be untied?
'Cause it hurts my pride
To be tossed off like the morning covers
And crossed off, like her other lovers
Casually
I see her walking by my window- mhmmhmmhmmhmm!
It seems to me I know her well.
But like the flowers in the spring-time,
Growing toward the sunshine,
Her beauty falls upon me in a fragrant spring-time spell
And I want her so ba-aa-aad
Mother Nature has a HOLD on me
I want her so bad
Mother Nature won't you let me be untied?
'Cause it hurts my pride
To be tossed off like the morning covers
And crossed off, like her other lovers
Casually
Is she an icy winter woman? Mm-hhmm!
That chills my body when she's near
Sweet fever in the morning...
I don't know if I'll survive.
She walks by me as though she didn't
Know I was alive
And I want her so ba-aa-aad
Mother Nature has a hold on me
I want her so bad
Mother Nature won't you let me be untied?
'Cause it hurts my pride
To be tossed off like the morning covers
And crossed off, like her other lovers
Tossed off like the morning covers,
Crossed off, like her other lovers...
Tossed off like the morning covers,
Crossed off, like her other lovers...
song performed by by Don McLean
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He Called Father
He remembered that fear,
Shaking in bed listening.
He called son.
Hearing the druken man,
He called father.
The womans cries, the punches,
Slaps, blackend eyes,
On she called mother.
Burying his head in the pillow
To shut out the noise.
He remembers the comfort
The gentle hand and soft voice
Of she called sister.
But the scars lie deep
A nightmare that he runs from
In the black despair of night.
From He Called Father
poem by Paul Brookes
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The Eyes of Greed
We moved ahead, one thing on our mind,
Though I was sure we were unalike,
Although our goal remained the same,
I saw us as two, as seperate as can be,
A bright awakening, a glimpse of our desire,
Light danced around us, illuminating our path,
His eyes flashed violently, a sure sign of his intentions,
Ignorant, I progressed, supressing the doubt in my mind,
And there it was, so radiant, so pure,
It called out to us, tempting our desire,
The sound of longing, seduction, that of greed,
It yearned to be found, to be used, to consume,
A shadow crossed his face,
His veil was removed,
I looked into his eyes and saw it, my fears confirmed,
The selfish desire of greed,
It was then I realised what I had done, but too late,
As soon as it was over I wondered,
Was I any better? Did I deserve my fate?
Were we so different? So unalike?
Or was it unescapable? A trait among all people?
To not resist, but embrace our nature,
To be veiled, blind and ignorant, until it is too late,
When we are overcome by greed.
A Woman Crossed In Love
Cant stand this silence any more Im dying
The words no sooner leave my lips
Im out of your life in the beat of a heart
It was selfish it was cruel undeniably uncool
Have your way with me
Slap me twice across the face once for a stolen embrace
Once more for honesty
They say the truth will set you free
Its true for some but not for me
No sorry on earth is sorry enough
To win back the heart of a woman crossed in love
Call me shameless I dont care I love you
Desperate measures for desperate times
So much for the sway of a kiss
Darling here I am your ever-loving man
In his darkest hour
Had I known it meant goodbye I would have sooner lived a lie
Than live without you girl
They say the truth will set you free
Its true for some but not for me
No sorry on earth is sorry enough
To win back the heart of a woman crossed in love
So its over like that pack you bags your coat and hat
End of story
Before I fade away hear me when I say
Baby Im sorry
They say the truth will set you free
Its true for some but not for me
No sorry on earth is sorry enough
To win back the heart of a woman crossed in love
No sorry on earth is sorry enough
To win back the heart of a woman crossed in love
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Black Illusion
You load the dice and paint the smile upon your face
With fingers crossed you switch the perfume with the mace
What kind of dreams to you enjoy inside your bed
I'll face the lies and shake the evil from your head
Black Illusion
Is all I ever see
Black Illusion
I bring you misery
oh yeah
yeah
You always seem to know the answer to it all
You seem to cheat the truth and never take the fall
Your life is hollow and you simply the rules
The time will come when you will join the other fools
Black Illusion
Is all I ever see
Black Illusion
I bring you misery
oh yeah
yeah
I load the dice and fake a smile upon my face
With fingers crossed I switch the perfume with the mace
What kind of dreams do I enjoy inside my bed
You'll face the lies and shake the evil from my head
Black Illusion
Is all I ever see
Black Illusion
I bring you misery
oh yeah
yeah
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne from Down To Earth
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Peeping through the Window of my past
Peeping through the
Window of my past
I saw my weaknesses
At last
Mistakes I committed,
Were written on a wall
They made me look
Very small
My head bowed
In shame
Decided not to
Repeat the same
Never judge others
By what they do
I’ll also be judged
On what I do
Keeping my fingers
Crossed
Slowly I walked
On the path of duty
To do it with all my
Ability
Never to think of the
Result
Without fear of
Shame and insult
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Make Me Feel Alive
Blood drips,
It rips me apart,
Watch my tears drop,
POP goes the noise,
The thin line between me and you is real,
Where I lay,
Where I must stay,
Away I go with you,
Sway my way,
Make me feel alive today,
Just one more day with you,
You Make feel so alive,
I feel as if I am complete with you,
You are the one for me,
Strange lines we crossed,
You crossed the path of lines you shouldn't have crossed,
STOP me from hurting again,
You are the reason why I feel the way I feel.
Make me feel alive,
Not dead,
Just alive,
Thats the way you make me feel,
To know that you're mine to keep,
To know that I am yours,
Puts a smile on my face,
You make me feel alive,
To know that I am alive just for you,
I love you from the bottom of my heart.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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How Come
How come when I got the ace of hearts
Ya always draw the ace of spades
Hows it when your best friend
Brings you lillies on your birthday
Hey how come, hey how come
Well I aint superstitious, but well these things I see
How come, how come
I aint a superstitious fella, but it worries me
How come when your local clergy calls
He tells me that you shouldnt wear black
What kind of bread are you gonna bake
With that hemlock in your spice rack
Hey how come, hey how come
Well I aint superstitious, but well these things I see
How come, how come
I aint a superstitious fella, but it worries me
The spiders run, the cobwebs gone
Did you eat it when the moon was new
I drowned your cat, what do you say about that
Ive even broken up your broom
How come, how come
Well I aint superstitious, but well these things I see
How come, how come
I aint a superstitious fella, but it worries me
Well how come, how come
Well I aint superstitious, but well these things I see
How come, how come
I aint a superstitious fella, but it worries me
song performed by by Pogues
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Love Waiting
All my life ive been waiting it really seemed forever
to find that special someone I thought would be never.
Not many crossed my path maybe too fussy was I
so maybe I foolishly let some chances pass me by.
Theres someone for everyone I hear people saying
relationships to some like games they are just playing.
Where did the romance go it seemed to die away
but waiting and hoping it would return again day.
Many years have passed by maybe the time is right
romance came again and feelings again in my sight.
Maybe all the waiting had paid off for me in the end
someone to share and care for and my love to send.
..4/3/2006..21.56.
poem by Chris Boyles
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My mother was born in your state, Mr. Walter, and my mother was a Quaker, and my ancestors in the time of Washington baked bread for George Washington's troops when they crossed the Delaware, and my own father was a slave.
quote by Paul Robeson
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Father Of Night
Father of night, father of day,
Father, who taketh the darkness away,
Father, who teacheth the bird to fly,
Builder of rainbows up in the sky,
Father of loneliness and pain,
Father of love and father of rain.
Father of day, father of night,
Father of black, father of white,
Father, who build the mountain so high,
Who shapeth the cloud up in the sky,
Father of time, father of dreams,
Father, who turneth the rivers and streams.
Father of grain, father of wheat,
Father of cold and father of heat,
Father of air and father of trees,
Who dwells in our hearts and our memories,
Father of minutes, father of days,
Father of whom we most solemnly praise.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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What I have crossed out I didn't like. What I haven't crossed out I'm dissatisfied with.
quote by Cecil B. DeMille
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