In every man sleeps a prophet, and when he wakes there is a little more evil in the world.
quote by Emile M. Cioran
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The herd of sheep.
I wake up; the sun wakes up.
As I wake up the sun wakes up.
When I wake up the sun wakes up.
Since I wake up the sun wakes up.
Because I wake up the sun wakes up.
I shall show you the day;
I shall dispel the dark.
I shall show you the night-less day.
I am the seer, the prophet, the son of God.
I am the God incarnation.
The head told; the herd of sheep followed.
12.11.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When The Sun Sleeps
i thought you'd come back
at least i prayed (so i prayed)
the romance has been dead for years
but i've been too afraid
to dig the grave (so i prayed)
relief, support, never came
memories carry me through the days
of when we were kids
and angels came to watch us play
close my eyes
just for tonight
the sun still sleeps
and when she wakes
a movie that plays in my mind
remembering you helps me survive
every day a re-run of the next
i promised to stay by your side
that all would change
I can't complain
another victim of the game
close my eyes
just for tonight
the sun still sleeps
and when she wakes
maybe love will find us again
for there is always tomorrow
sincerely 'til the end
close my eyes
just for tonight
the sun still sleeps
and when she wakes
you'll be a memory
song performed by by Underoath
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God’s Reflection
God sees His own reflection
As if on the water
Prophet Mohammad the mercy of God
Is the best reflection of God’s character!
Prophet Mary the best girl of the world
Is the best reflection of God’s beauty and purity!
Prophet Jesus the soul of our Lord
Is the best reflection of God’s peace!
The Holy Koran the difference maker
Between the good and the evil
Is the best reflection of God’s favor!
poem by Asif Andalib
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When The Sun Sleep
I thought you'd come back at least i prayed
the romance has been dead for years
but i've been too afraid to dig the grave
relief support never came
memories carry me through the day
of when we were kids
and angels came to watch us play
close my eyes just for tonight
the sun still sleeps and when she wakes
a movie that plays in my mind
remembering you helps me survive
everyday a re-run of the next
i promised to stay by your side
that all would change i can't complain
another victim of the game
maybe love will find us again
for there is always tomorrow
sincerely til the end close my eyes
just for tonight the sun still sleeps
and when she wakes you'll be a memory
song performed by by Underoath
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Evil Makes Mega Money
evil never sleeps
evil owns the day
and the night in
many places
evil has its patch
for every trade
some bigger than
many countries
evil and drugs
make mega money
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Cribscene
huddled together in the dark
this was the night
angels shepherds animals and kings
just there wondering
in lantern-light
and under neon signs
still the baby sleeps
and wakes
two thousand times
and when he wakes
what will he find
the texture of straw
faint sparklings
from the starship of our minds
poem by STEPHEN BRIAN Brady
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Oh prophet!
Oh prophet! Oh prophet! get up and flee
The dormant city
Is vicious, merciless without joviality or glee
Oh prophet! Oh prophet get up and run
The dreadful city before the rising sun
The gentle night welcomes with cover and calm
Oh prophet! oh prophet get up and haste your retreat
The night city drums thunder and beat
A place so foul, no man is liberated or free in solitary streets
Oh prophet! oh prophet get up and hide
This city is filled with bigotry and shameful pride
The night is pure with divinity and delight
Oh Prophet! oh Prophet wake up and rise
Large treasure rapture city eyes
Their sins are blotted in shape and size
Oh prophet! oh prophet take a warning heed
Tomorrow God's wrath will over the city take lead
And with fury and fire burns her towers and her peaks
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An Inky Octopus Gripping Evil
evil never sleeps
evil owns the night
evil owns the day
evil walks day proud
owning many properties
wall street stock options
evil owns the night
owns secrets in the night
owns secrets sold by night
in many purchased places
evil has its patch
evil has many patches
an evil patch for every trade
evil buries innocence with a spade
an evil patch may be but
a few fought over city blocks
syndicated global patches
are octopus evil tentacles
some evil patches
are bigger spread
than many countries
evil marries drugs
makes mega money
addicts inject honey
drug withdrawal cold turkey
evil error terminates abruptly
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Evil Woman
I've seen a look of evil in your eyes
You've been filling me all full of lies
Sorrow will not change your shameful deeds
Do well best, someone else has better seen
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Now I know just what you're looking for
You want me to claim that child you bore
Well you know that it must he not be
And you know the way it got to be
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Wickedness lies in your moisten lips
Your body moves just like the crack of a whip
Blackness sleeps on top of your stray bed
Do you whish that you could see me dead
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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My Sadness Sleeps With Me
MY SADNESS SLEEPS WITH ME
My sadness sleeps with me
It wakes with me
It sings with me
My sadness walks with me
And smiles with me
And laughs with me
My sadness stays with me
And does not want to go anywhere without me
My sadness is me
And I am my sadness
All the way
To the end
Sadness in me as my sad friend.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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When a man sleeps, it is the same person when he wakes up.
The animal body craves grass and tuberous roots
The animal body craves grass and tuberous roots
Wakes and sleeps, under cycles of the moon
Births live offspring; they and all their ilk:
We're all mammal, by proof which we give milk.
Bodies smooth, by means of wearing clothes
Sleep in beds, whenever our eyes close
And think we're more superior than those;
Flatter self, that god our species chose.
We still live by cunning and desire
In our fear, adrenalin keeps us wired
Proved our fitness, in more ancient days;
Hard to see now, with our modern ways.
The animal body craves grass and tuberous roots
Wakes and sleeps, under cycles of the moon:
Eyes more open, than they've ever been-
But less conscious, than we were back when.
poem by Patti Masterman
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Serenade from “The Spanish Student”
STARS of the summer night!
Far in yon azure deeps,
Hide, hide your golden light!
She sleeps!
My lady sleeps!
Sleeps!
Moon of the summer night!
Far down yon western steeps,
Sink, sink in silver light!
She sleeps!
My lady sleeps!
Sleeps!
Wind of the summer night!
Where yonder woodbine creeps,
Fold, fold thy pinions light!
She sleeps!
My lady sleeps!
Sleeps!
Dreams of the summer night!
Tell her, her lover keeps
Watch! while in slumbers light
She sleeps!
My lady sleeps!
Sleeps!
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Do The Right Thing
Do no evil,
See no evil,
Hear no evil,
Work no evil,
Say no evil,
Act no evil,
But do what is right always;
because, you and i need this world.
It is our home,
It is our place of birth,
It is our joy when peace reign always than war!
So do what is right always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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7faces
Monday's child has a dirty face, Tuesday's child is full of disgrace, Wednesday's child is full of OH Nooooo, & Thursday's child has far to go, Friday's child is fun loving & gets ready to rock & Saturday's child sleeps it off till 5 o'clock, But the child who wakes on the sabbath day, wakes up & looks like alice cooper on a good day, what. where.when. & how the fook did I endup with this look
poem by Sally Ann Jackson
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The Change Has Come
THE change has come, and Helen sleeps—
Not sleeps; but wakes to greater deeps
Of wisdom, glory, truth, and light,
Than ever blessed her seeking sight,
In this low, long, lethargic night,
Worn out with strife
Which men call life.
The change has come, and who would say
'I would it were not come to-day'?
What were the respite till to-morrow?
Postponement of a certain sorrow,
From which each passing day would borrow!
Let grief be dumb,
The change has come.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Matthew 9: 36 - 38, an application
you have seen the crowd in zimbabwe,
in myanmar
and in other places
you will have compassion
the helpless harassed like sheep without shepherd
the violence raping
innocence
and the silence after the burts of guns
so devouring
haunting
to a world that sleeps
soundly at night and wakes up in the morning
and goes on and on
without feeling anything
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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While The City Sleeps
What goes on behind closed doors, private wounds, open sores
Youre your own worst enemy and cheap thrills bring you to your knees
Its thumbs down for someone you know, and its easy come and easy go
Chorus:
Burn your bridges, take what you can get
Go for the throat cause you paid your debt
Livin well is the best revenge, so give em hell
While the city sleeps - its all there in black and white
While the city sleeps - through the eye of the needle, gotta thread your life
While the city sleeps - while the city sleeps
Its a hit or miss, an eye for an eye, live for today, and dont ask why
For better or worse, you bought and sold
They love you while youre hot and leave you when youre cold
Chorus
While the city sleeps - yeah, better run for your life
Take your troubles to the night
While the city sleeps - yeah, beggars, thieves and losers, theres no relief
While the city sleeps - theres no relief, while the city sleeps
While the city sleeps - yeah
Chorus
While the city sleeps - while the city sleeps
While the city sleeps - while the city sleeps
While the city sleeps - yeah, theres no relief
While the city sleeps
song performed by by Kiss
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My Baby Sleeps
The wind is loud in the west to-night,
But Baby sleeps;
The wild wind blows with all its might,
But Baby sleeps;
My Baby sleeps, and he does not hear
The noise of the storm in the pine trees near.
The snow is drifting high to-night,
But Baby sleeps;
The bitter world is cold and white,
But Baby sleeps;
My Baby sleeps, so fast, so fast,
That he does not heed the wintry blast.
The cold snows drift, and the wild winds rave,
But Baby sleeps;
And a white cross stands by his little grave,
While Baby sleeps;
And the storm is loud in the rocking pine,
But its moan is not so deep as mine.
poem by George A. Mackenzie
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The smith's dog sleeps at the noise of the hammer, and wakes at the grinding of teeth.