You have to know when to strike and when to retreat.
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Strike Zone
YOU TELL YOUR SELF YOU'RE NOT THE ONE YOU WOUN'T GET HURT WHEN THE DAMAGE IS DONE.
YOU TELL YOUR SELF IT WOUN'T HAPPEN TO YOU
IT'S THE SAME OLD STORY THERE'S NOTHING NEW.
CAN'T BE THE ONE TO LOSE YOU'RE ONLY WEARIN'SOME ONE ELSE'S SHOES CAN'T YOU READ IT IT'S UP ON THE WALL HOW CAN SOME ONE SO BIG BE SO SMALL.
YOU'RE NOTHIN'WITH OUT YOUR FRIENDS THEY'LL BE WITH YOU TILL THE BITTER END YOUR NOTHIN' AND YOU'LL FIND OUT WHAT THIS WORLD IS ALL ABOUT
STANDING IN A STRIKE ZONE RUNNIN' WITH THE PACK
STANDING IN A STRIKE ZONE AIN'T NO USE IN TURN' BACK.
YOU WANT NO WAR IT'S THE CHANCE YOU TAKE NOTHIN' EASIER
AND THE ICE WOUN'T BREAK
WHEN THE SUN COMES OUT AT THE END OF THE NIGHT
YOU WOUN'T ESCAPE FROM THE BLINDING LIGHT
FREEDOM GOES BUT WHO TO BLAME SEE THE MADNESS BURNIN' IN THEIR BRAINS
NO WHERE TO RUN NO PLACE TO HIDE YOUR ALL ALONE ON A ONE WAY RIDE.
YOU'RE NOTHIN WITH OUT YOUR FRIENDS THEY'LL BE WITH YOU TILL THE BITTER END YOUR NOTHIN'AND YOU'LL FIND OUT WHAT THIS WORLD IS ALL ABOUT STANDING IN THE STRIKE ZONE RUNNIN' WITH THE PACK STANDING IN A STRIKE ZONE AINT NO USE IN TURNIN' BACK
STANDING IN A STRIKE ZONE THERE'S A PANIC IN THE STREETS AINT NO GOLDEN PARKS RETREAT
YOU TELL YOUR SELF YOU'RE NOT THE ONE
YOU WOUN'T GET HURT WHEN THE DAMAGE IS DONE
YOU TELL YOUR SELF IT WOUN'T TO YOU
IT'S THE SAME OLD STORY THERE'S NOTHIN' NEW
CAN'T BE THE ONE TO LOSE
CAN'T YOU READ IT IT'S UP ON THE WALL
HOW CAN SOME ONE SO BIG BE SO SMALL
STANDING IN A STRIKE ZONE
THERE'S A PANIC IN THE STREETS
STANDING IN A STRIKE ZONE
AIN'T NO GOLDEN PARKS RETREAT
STANDING IN A STRIKE ZONE
YOU GOT A TICKET FOR A FRONT ROW SEAT
STRIKE ZONE
RUNNIN' WITH THE PACK
STANDING IN THE STRIKE ZONE
AINT NO USE IN TURNIN' BACK
YOU'RE ONLY WEARIN' SOME ONE ELSE'S SHOES
song performed by by Loverboy
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No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.
Strike Up The Band
Let the drums roll out
Let the trumpet call
While the people shout
Strike up the band
Hear the cymbals ring
Callin one and all
To the martial swing,
Strike up the band
There is work to be done, to be done
Theres a war to be won, to be won
Come, you son of a son of a gun,
Take your stand
Fall in line, yea a bow
Come along, lets go
Hey, leader, strike up the band!
There is work to be done, to be done
Theres a war to be won, to be won
Come, you son of a son of a gun,
Take your stand
Fall in line, yea a bow
Come on, lets go
Hey, leader, strike up
Hey, leader, strike up
Hey, leader, strike up the band
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Never Sound Retreat
A hard fought battle you have won
This graduation day;
We fill with pride to know you still
Stand steadfast on the way.
We know you often lost your poise
And longed to sound retreat,
Until some inner strength took charge
And saved you from defeat.
Life's many battles yet to come
May test you to the core;
For every one you lose, there will
Be victories in store.
Stand firm for what you know is right,
Believe you can't be beat;
If doubts prevail then search for help,
But never sound retreat.
Just persevere and strive to step
In cadence with life's beat;
With fear and fight and faith, my son,
You'll never sound retreat-
You'll never sound retreat.
My eldest son struggled all through
high school and was now facing a stint
in the military, during the Vietnam War
1968
poem by Joseph Anderson
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Bad Fit
How many nails do I have to have
hammered into my brain to realise
we don't fit?
This liaison has always been flawed.
Gel, we never did, but we had passion.
A wealth of it.
Should I take this hammer
and strike the final blow?
I don't know.
Hammers strike memories,
as though they're all piano keys
and the sound is harsh..
They have me re-visiting old war wounds
that I should have buried years ago.
They are awakening.
They've been dormant for so long.
Maybe I should have one final strike
and put them to rest.
The trouble is, if I pick up the hammer
and strike the first blow,
I may never stop
poem by Ruth Walters
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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XXIX
TO HER WHO WOULD COMFORT HIM
I did not ask your pity, dear. Your zeal
I know. It cannot cure me of my woes.
And you, in your sweet happiness, who knows,
Deserve it rather I should pity feel
For what the coming years from you conceal.
I did but cry, thou dear Samaritan,
Out of my bitterness of soul. Each man
Has his own sorrow treading on his heel,
Ready to strike him, and must keep his shield
To his own back. Fate's arrows thickly fly,
And, if they strike not now, will strike at even.
And so I ask no pity. On life's field
The wounded crawl together, but their cry
Is not to one another but to Heaven.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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Command As You Demand It
Strike up the band,
And...
Command as you demand it.
Compose a little tune.
With a filling of a room to boom.
And strike up the band.
With a command from you demanded.
Compose a little tune.
With a filling of a room to boom.
Grandstand and be free to be candid.
Strike up the band,
And...
Forget about offending those who may witness.
Strike up the band,
And...
Do it with a strutting flaunted you do best.
With a caring less who objects your steps.
Strike up the band,
And...
Command as you demand it.
Compose a little tune.
With a filling of a room to boom.
And strike up the band.
With a command from you demanded.
Compose a little tune.
With a filling of a room to boom.
Forget about offending those who may witness.
Strike up the band.
And...
With a caring less who objects your steps.
Strike up the band.
And...
Forget about offending those who may witness.
Strike up the band.
And...
With a caring less who objects your steps.
Strike up the band.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For Those Who Finally Quit
what is then the next thing
to do? retire
retreat
and hide?
consider this
what i did when i too feel like
the same thing that
you have
i retire but only to recuperate
i retreat only to evaluate
and hide but only to recharge
what energy i have lost
the next morning i shall move
again
another timing and strategy
another hope
and expectation that finally
luck shall be on my side
that fortune awaits those
that persist
that there is always a place
for those who wait
and do things again
despite.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Supplication
Well, dizzy aint the word for the way that youre making me feel now
Well, I need some indication, girl, if all of this is real now, tell me girl now
Well, Ive heard it said theres something wrong in my head, now
Got to help me, girl, now
Could it be infatuation or am I just being misled now?
Little bolt of inspiration way you strike me now
Sparking my imagination, got the lightning now
Cause me such excitation, got the lightning now
bout to end my suffocation, come on strike me now
Little bolt of inspiration way you strike me now, shes back in my imagination
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Surgical Strike
Its lonely in the field
That we send our fighters to wander
They leave with minds of steel
Its their training solution
Weve programmed the way
It leads us to order
Theres no turning back
A surgical strike
Weve taught them not to feel
Performance is their task
A surgical strike
Its time is arriving now for you
The plan for the day
Will be swift as the lightning they harness
The atom display is not mindless illusion
At master control, assessment will not
Be by humans-theres no turning back
A surgical strike
Weve taught them not to feel
Performance is their task
A surgical strike
Its time is arriving now for you
song performed by by Queensryche
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Hate Not - Fear Not
Kill if you must, but never hate:
Man is but grass and hate is blight,
The sun will scorch you soon or late,
Die wholesome then, since you must fight.
Hate is a fear, and fear is rot
That cankers root and fruit alike,
Fight cleanly then, hate not, fear not,
Strike with no madness when you strike.
Fever and fear distract the world,
But calm be you though madmen shout,
Through blazing fires of battle hurled,
Hate not, strike, fear not, stare Death out!
poem by Robert Graves
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A fast is not a hunger strike. Fasting submits to God's commands. A hunger strike makes God submit to our demands.
quote by Edwin Louis Cole
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We must not only strike the iron while it is hot, we must strike it until it is hot.
quote by Tom Sharpe
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Hammer Of Justice
You see me but I'm not there
Like the calm before the storm
You hear me, I'm everywhere
In the wind and in the rain
Feel me in every breeze
I'm the chill inside your spine
I'm burning you start to freeze
As you slowly turn around
And down in your hole
Solitary darkness rule
You are forlorn
Cause justice will be mine
Prowling the night
Justice calling - We'll track you down
Justice calling - Ready to strike
Justice calling - Breaking the chains
Hammer of Justice seeking his revenge
Dead man walking by
There's a void inside his eyes
Judgement, a final sigh
Here the screams electrified
As the mirror turns blank
And your essence fades away
Your chapter's closed
Sealed with thunderbolts
Prowling the night
Justice calling - We'll track you down
Justice calling - Ready to strike
Justice calling - Breaking the chains
Strike with the Hammer of Justice
Justice calling - We'll track you down
Justice calling - Ready to strike
Justice calling - Breaking the chains
Hammer of Justice seeking his revenge
I see the injustice everywhere I go
I search for tomorrow and I know you will be there
The hammer of justice holds the key to the future
The bringer of sorrow is the last you'll see
Justice calling - We'll track you down
Justice calling - Ready to strike
Justice calling - Breaking the chains
Strike with the Hammer of Justice
Justice calling - We'll track you down
Justice calling - Ready to strike
Justice calling - Breaking the chains
Hammer of Justice seeking his revenge
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Lightning Never Strikes Twice
Let the wind blow you out of my memory
Let the rain wash you out of my eyes
Too many bad times of loving you
Now I gotta realize
That I can throw you right out of my mind
And put you right back in your place
Cause lightning never strikes twice in the same place
I can live without loving you
Carry on in the same old way
Do anything I wanna do
Say what I wanna say
Cause I can throw you right out of my mind
And put you right back in your place
Cause lightning never strikes twice in the same place
Lightning strike
Lightning strike
Your kind of woman just drags me down
Want to put me on a ball and chain
I was king till you took my crown
I wanna win it back again
Cause I can throw you right out of my mind
And put you right back in your place
Cause lightning never strikes twice in the same place
Lightning strike
Lightning strike
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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You may strike, but hear him first
Is it not wise and kind
To ask first
Why?
Hear his side
And listen
Demand always
An
Explanation
Or a
Justification
Then
If there is reason enough
Strike! Strike if you must
With a club
Or a fist
Or a very harsh word
A stab
Or hack or shoot or bomb
Be always fair
If you fight as you
Think you
Finally must
Let him know
Let him
Also prepare
For his
Defense
Let there be fairness
In war
And in peace.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Strike Up The Band
Strike up the band.
Do not permit us for another moment to sit.
You have already persisted...
You are the maestro of your gifts!
So strike up that band.
Come forward and produce your talents.
We insist.
At least reveal the evidence,
You have 'it' and they exist.
Too many have serviced us with lip.
And you have staged an entrance,
With...
Wishes from us to see you exit through it.
Take the baton in your hand.
And lead us through...
How your hard work and sacrifice,
With a mix of sweat and paid dues...
Has developed with an appetite,
That will inspire and delight too!
And prove you are worthy,
To command with deed.
Or leave the spotlight...
That feeds more of your ego,
Than any initiative given.
And this is not perceived.
It is a vivid observation.
You appear the only one here,
Who can not 'see'!
So strike up that band.
Too many are serious.
And prepared they are...
To take a stand!
Command what you have.
Or leave!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Old Tunes
When friends are listening round me, Jack, to hear my dying breath,
And I am lying in a sleep they say will end in death,
Don’t notice what the doctor says—and let the nurse complain——
I’ll tell you how to rouse me if I’ll ever wake again.
Just you bring in your fiddle, Jack, and set your heart in tune,
And strike up “Annie Laurie”, or “The Rising of the Moon”;
And if you see no token of a rising in my throat,
You’ll need to brace your mouth, old man—I’m booked by Charon’s boat.
And if you are not satisfied that I am off the scene,
Strike up “The Marseillaise”, or else “The Wearing of the Green”;
And should my fingers tremble not, then I have crossed the line,
But keep your fingers steady, Jack, and strike up “Auld Lang Syne”.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Time Of Disturbance
The best is, in war or faction or ordinary vindictive
life, not to take sides.
Leave it for children, and the emotional rabble of the
streets, to back their horse or support a brawler.
But if you are forced into it: remember that good and
evil are as common as air, and like air shared
By the panting belligerents; the moral indignation that
hoarsens orators is mostly a fool.
Hold your nose and compromise; keep a cold mind. Fight,
if needs must; hate no one. Do as God does,
Or the tragic poets: they crush their man without hating
him, their Lear or Hitler, and often save without
love.
As for these quarrels, they are like the moon, recurrent
and fantastic. They have their beauty but night's
is better.
It is better to be silent than make a noise. It is better
to strike dead than strike often. It is better not
to strike.
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poem by Robinson Jeffers
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No Surrender
We busted out of class had to get away from those fools
We learned more from a three-minute record than we ever learned in school
Tonight I heart the neighborhood drummer sound
I can feel my heart begin to pound
You say youre tired and you just want to close your eyes and follow your dreams down
We made a promise we swore wed always remember
No retreat, believe me, no surrender
Like soldiers in the winters night with a vow to defend
No retreat, believe me, no surrender
Now young faces grow sad and old and hearts of fire grow cold
We swore blood brothers against the wind
Im ready to grow young again
And hear your sisters voice calling us home across the open yards
Believin we could cut someplace of our own
With these drums and these guitars
We made a promise we swore wed always remember
No retreat, believe me, no surrender
Blood brothers in the stormy night with a vow to defend
No retreat, believe me, no surrender
Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim
The walls of my room are closing in
But its good to see your smiling face and to hear your voice again
We could sleep in the twilight by the river side
With a wide open country in our hearts
And these romanics dreams in our heads
We made a promise...
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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