If you call attention to yourself at the expense of the song, that's the cardinal sin.
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Autumn's Song
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a cardinal sings this autumn morn
the chill refreshes
as a new day is born
the colors golden, and green
so peaceful, and serene
a cardinal sings this autumn morn
voices rip
a quiet now torn
footsteps slide in a pattern
smiles appear
glances of wonder clear
as a cardinal disappears
just like a breeze
a cardinal sang this autumn morn
a melody unheard before
ignored by many
cherished by me
it’s meomory forever more
as flickers of red touch the sky
i ponder the question why
a cardinal sings this autumn morn
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Cardinal Sin
Where do you go when your conscience takes over
Do you crawl to your corner and cry.
Did you imagine, that no one would notice
Just a secret to take when you die.
All the world is watching you, every tongue is
Screaming fool.
How are your dreams, do they claw at your sleep
Making darkness a place you despise,
Where is the god, that once was your strength
Are you sure he was there from the start.
All the world is watching you, nowhere you can hide,
Every tongue is screaming fool, only satan hears your cries.
When you sin cardinal sin, you make your bed and on it you must
Lie,
And your futures looking grim, but did you ever give a damn
About the child, hes running wild.
When you sin cardinal sin, dont expect the world will treat you
Well,
We say oh, go to hell.
We point the finger, sin cardinal sin, laugh in your face, sin
Cardinal sin,
We point the finger, laugh in your face,
Cos youre no better than the rest of the human race.
Oh sin cardinal sin, oh sin cardinal sin.
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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11 Oclock Tick Tock
Its cold outside
It gets so hot in here
And the boys and girls collide
To the music in my ear
Hear the children crying
And I know its time to go
I hear the children crying
Take me home
A painted face
And I know we havent long
We thought that we had the answers
It was the questions we had wrong
Hear the children crying
And I know its time to go
I hear the children crying
Take me home
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
La lah la lah...la lah la lah...la lah lah...
[repeat 4x]
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
Call out your name
Call out in shame
Call out your name
Call out
You better call out
Call, call, call out
song performed by by U2
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Simply Lonely
He's lonely
He always is
He just wants the attention
That he never
Receives
Instead he hides
His feelings
In a guise as black as night
He uses red lines
He uses sharp edges
To hide, silently crying inside
They call him a troublemaker
He just wants the attention
That is always denied to him
His mother just sits in her room
Locked up with her boyfriend
Never paying attention
His father is no where to be found
He left years ago
No one can get close enough to see
The class clown
Just wants to have someone's
Undivided attention
To know someone
Truly cares
He's lonely
He always is
He just wants the attention
That he never
Recives
poem by Autumn Winds
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Going to Have Fun
I am going to have fun.
Even if it is done at your expense.
I had been the one,
Seeking sense when there was none.
And feeling betrayed,
As I withessed thoughtlessness displayed.
Oh, I am going to have fun.
You can consider that activity,
One already welcomed!
Yes...
I am going to have fun.
Even if it is done at your expense.
I had been the one,
Seeking sense when there was none.
And in these days lived,
I do not expect any to come.
Call it what you wish.
But I don't dish out negativity.
Nor do I accept it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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At Your Expense
'A sense of common sense.'
'A funny mistake.'
Please go on.
Tell me is their more?
'A joke at your expense.'
'No harm intended.'
How can their be no harm if it's at my expense? '
'Well you see...'
'It just meant to cause laughter.'
I don't find it amusing.
And just who do you think you are?
'You can call me a friend.'
'I thought you knew that.'
Then why are you making fun of me?
'Because I love you.'
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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It Is The Expense Paid
It's not the getting of attention,
Some go out of their way to get.
It is the expense paid,
Those seeking it eventually regret.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Morning Glories
Let Leipoldt write about violets
which are in the field,
I have my own flower
or weed that I adore
and it’s Sunspots
that grows out of the good earth.
You can call it a pest
or a weed,
but I am nuts about the heavenly blue
full of blue flowers that creep everywhere
and push twines out in all directions
Purple cardinal climbers
that climb up everywhere
and after the rain
burst out in all directions
stays a beautiful flower to me.
[Reference: Morning Glories=Sunspots=Heavenly Blue=Cardinal Climber. C.L. Leipoldt’s poem Oktobermaand.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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They Call People Like That Comedians
There are those with insecurities,
Who believe them to be less noticeable...
If they are quick to point out the flaws,
And blemishes of others in public.
And with loud disrespecting remarks.
To ensure an attention to them is given.
In the hopes that someone will find them humorous.
Although at the expense of degrading another.
'They call people like that,
Legitimate comedians.'
People like that who do what they do,
And not get paid...
Offstage too?
Are people who can not perceive to believe,
Those who hear and see what they do to others...
Do not think of them as humorous.
As much as they witness publicly,
Someone proving with a doing to be a legitimate fool.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Maybe the Economy Is On Your Mind
I will assist you,
But not at the cost of my own expense.
Why does this sound so familiar?
'Well...
If you don't mind me saying this.
But the last few times,
You just said...
At my own expense!
There was no cost involved.
Maybe the economy is on your mind? '
Is that your idea of a joke?
Your attempt to introduce comedic material,
At 'my' expense?
'Once again...
You changed what you've said.'
Forget it!
Can you hear that?
Petty motherfuhhhh...
'Yes...
I'm still within listening distance! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Am An Arrogant Poet
in my last birth
i was all in all
a tagore...a bharathi
all in me...an all in all POET
the words used to queue
in front of me....and
only the one's i pick along
would go to make a song
the breeze
on hearing my song
would wait.there....
for me to call it to...
to dance along
for my song
which i would ignore
a donkey i would prefer
i would call a donkey
to dance along
for my song
and that's me
the arrogance in me
poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
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The Best Love Yet To Get
There is one disadvantage,
In being a part of a large family.
Or inter-related like many who confess it.
There will be more than a few believing,
They are deserving of getting attention.
With a love to them individually expressed.
And those who have accepted life as it is...
Have learned to give love without attention given,
Because with them it is love they feel.
And this is what they give to others regardless.
Since God has already give them all the attention,
And this love once known is the best love yet to get.
Although some with insecurities will feel a need,
To call attention upon themselves.
For whatever those reasons...
To appease and satisfy their mental weaknesses.
Thank God the trees aren't jealous of their branches.
Or the leaves sprouting from them which are nourished.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tearin Up The Country
Playin a pavilion on the outskirts of town,
Playin where my roller derby rolls.
Just a part time music man, a nobody at the plant,
Im tearin up the country with a song.
Mom and papa told me son, you gotta go to school;
Only way to make the famly proud.
I paid no attention, left my books at home,
Rather play my music real loud.
Tearin up the country with a song.
Tearin up the country with a song.
I paid no attention, left my books at home,
Rather play my music real loud.
Play it loud, now! woo!
Tearin up the country with a song.
Tearin up the country with a song.
I paid no attention, left my books at home,
Rather play my music real loud.
Ran into a dry spell, seemed nowhere to go.
Good luck turned the tide, Im on my way.
I remember loadin big trucks when the summer sun was hot,
You know I could still be there, but Im not.
Tearin up the country with a song.
Tearin up the country with a song.
I remember loadin big trucks when the summer sun was hot,
You know I could still be there, but Im not.
Tearin up the country with a song.
Im tearin up the country with a song.
I remember loadin big trucks when the summer sun was hot,
You know I could still be there, but Im not.
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Cross Eyed Mary
Who would be a poor man, a beggerman, a thief
if he had a rich man in his hand
And who would steal the candy from a laughing baby's mouth
if he could take it from the money man
Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again
She signs no contract but she always plays it clean
She dines in Hampstead village on expense accounted gruel
and the jack knife barber drops her off at school
Laughing in the playground gets no kicks from little boys
would rather make it with a letching gray
Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung
who watches through the railings as they play
Cross-eyed Mary finds it hard to get along
A poor man's rich girl and she'll do it for a song
A rich man's stealer but her favour's good and strong
She's the Robin Hood of Highgate helps the poor man get along
Laughing in the playground gets no kicks from little boys
would rather make it with a letching gray
Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung
who watches through the railings as they play
Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again
She signs no contract but she always plays it clean
She dines in Hampstead village on expense accounted gruel
and the jack knife barber drops her off at school
Cross-eyed Mary, Oh Mary.... Oh cross-eyed Mary
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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I am indeed rich, since my income is superior to my expense, and my expense is equal to my wishes.
quote by Kahlil Gibran
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Song of the World
such a wonderful song
song of life
song of death
wedding song
famine song
happy song
sad song
love song
all-american song
bullshit song
druggie song
girls' song
sweet song
crazy song
MY song
poem by Rachel Stoddard
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Personal Attention
Personal attention
a gifted child leads
Personal attention
an average child needs
Personal attention
at risk child pleads
Personal attention
an autistic child deeds
Personal attention
a parent plants the seeds
Personal attention
is what every child needs
Thus..Personal attention
is what every teacher heeds
poem by Robert John Meehan
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At The Expense Of Those Who Have Chosen To Deceive
An influence magnifies
By a deliberate undermining...
Of it noticed being diminished,
By those eventually become curious...
As to why restrictions has been placed upon it.
To allow with perceptions increased,
The misdeed done and not the influence achieved...
To get more of the attention than what is being mentioned.
And...
At the expense of those who have chosen to deceive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Devil in Love
Call my name, take my hand
And stab me right in my heart
Call someone, curve the smile
And bury me in your wonderful arm
Call my name, come love none
And hold me with your starving thorns
Call someone, shut my sound
And drink me your sweet poison
Call my name, close my wound
And pierce me thousand more
Call someone, false the mourn
And leave my body in rain storm
Call my name, halt the breath
And whisper me the untold break
Call someone, queen kills clown
And scatter my soul in siren song
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Mere parsimony is not economy. Expense, and great expense, may be an essential part in true economy.
quote by Edmund Burke
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