It is extreme evil to depart from the company of the living before you die.
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Extremes, though contrary, have the like effects. Extreme heat kills, and so extreme cold: extreme love breeds satiety, and so extreme hatred; and too violent rigor tempts chastity, as does too much license.
quote by George Chapman
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Who rewards evil for good, evil shall not depart his house.
The Evil I See In Others
The evil I see in others in my own self I see
And the so called evil people are no less evil than me
'Tis not my place to judge others leave the Law take it's course
Than us mere living mortals there is some far greater force.
Look at the power of Nature no greater force than she
She claims all living creatures yet of guilt she is free
None ever say she's evil what's evil anyway?
The words of good and evil just words that people say
About those they see as good or evil others we like to pigeon hole
Have I right to condemn others when there's darkness in my soul
I'm only good and evil come tell me what are you
Since you tell me that you have a God but to your own self are you true?
For a callous act of one individual we condemn an entire race
And people are judged by their postal address and the colour of their face
We talk of love and harmony whilst war we do embrace
By making yourself a better person you'll make the World to live in a better place.
The evil I see in others in my own self I see
But you there Mr Perfect of all sin are you free?
You say that one is evil leave that person alone
You are not one that's free of taint so you should not cast the stone.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Afraid To Crack
soon there is no use of your fear
in due time
you crack
extreme heat
extreme cold
like a seed
your mind cracks
but do not lose hope
my dear
we all crack
on extreme pain
on extreme joys
we give room
for the seed
to grow
just wait
just wait
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What Are We Really Living For?
What are we really living for?
If we don't seek love.
What are we living for?
If inside we can't be happy.
We're living for,
The pursuit of it...
And some people think,
It is a ship coming in.
And all they have to do is sit and giggle and grin.
What are we really living for?
Does it get to show.
What are we really living for?
Who on Earth knows.
What are we really living for?
Is it for upheavel.
What are we really living for?
Or a treated evil.
What are we really living for?
Deceit and disbelief.
What are we really living for?
Or for other people.
What are we really living for?
To meet and greet.
What are we really living for?
Does it get to show.
What are we really living for?
Who on Earth knows.
What are we really living for?
Is it for upheavel.
What are we really living for?
Or a treated evil.
What are we really living for?
Or, are we too blind...
What are we really living for?
To see we're here...
And are together on the right scene.
We just don't want to know what it means...
To Let go, Let God, and let happiness,
Be released!
What are we really living for?
If we don't seek love.
What are we really living for?
If inside,
We can't-be-happy.
Are we really living for,
The pursuit of it...
And some people think,
It is a ship coming in.
And all they have to do is sit and giggle and grin.
What are we really living for?
Not for snicks and giggles.
What are we really living for?
Not for snicks and giggles.
What are we really living for?
Not for snicks and giggles.
What are we really living for?
Not for snicks and giggles.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Feeling the rath of Evil
Feeling Evil
Evil on a night like this
Evil tasting like a twisted wish
Evil paralized upon the ground
Evil tates the tears of fear
Evil tainted sounds of cheer
Evil dripping down; your blood of hate
Evil tearing down your helpless fate
Evil swears that by the night's end
Evil won't say it was all pretend
Evil because Death will follow you
Evil until full content
Evil pleasured to full extent
poem by Kelsi Gray
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It's Either Crime or Evil
It's either crime or evil...
Those choices that are picked.
Done by certain people...
Living in despair!
And exposed to wickedness.
This is not rare.
Nor is it today considered sick.
These are the lives some have to survive.
And polluted is the air where this exists.
It's crime or evil...
That teaches people,
A collected sum done will never be equal.
And with wishes to prevent this,
Are those enforced to sit through sequals.
Understanding no one cares.
Or there to spare them from paying the fare.
Anywhere!
Hopeless and alone...
Many struggle groaning on their own.
Living in towns and cities without pity.
With drooping heads from being unfed.
And devoid of a nourishment,
That will inspire or encourage them.
Moping on the streets,
With a lost dignity that is preached.
And sleeping without shelter,
Through storms of emotion...
That drains them of faith,
And meaningless devotion...
That brings and creates for them torment,
Burdened by heartache.
It is either crime or evil,
For the people living in despair.
It's either crime or evil,
With no one there who cares.
It is either crime or evil,
For the people living everywhere.
It's either crime or evil,
That clouds the Sun...
With stinging winds that chill,
From a darkness of wilfull behavior done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With My Sweet Love
Come and taste my fruits of love and depart from evil,
For evil will always slay the wicked!
And like the shield and the buckler which are dark and slippery,
I will rescue your life with my sweet love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Evil is relative... You can't hang a sign on it. You can't touch it or taste it or cut it with a sword. Evil depends on where you are standing, pointing your indicting finger.
Glen Cook in The Black Company
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Feeling Evil
Evil on a night like this
Evil tasting like a twisted wish
Evil paralized upon the ground
Evil tates the tears of fear
Evil tainted sounds of cheer
Evil dripping down; your blood of hate
Evil tearing down your helpless fate
Evil swears that by the night's end
Evil won't say it was all pretend
Evil because Death will follow you
Evil until full content
Evil pleasured to full extent
poem by Elena Helms
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Not Of The World
Light will dispel the darkness, but, the dark can smother your light,
Without the Lord’s Righteousness, when a walk with Him isn’t right.
For what fellowship can there be, when given new vision and sight,
Within Christ’s plan for eternity, with our light and the dark of night?
We’re here to live in the world, as we live each day for Jesus Christ,
As the Gospel we are to herald, while living for Him a separated life.
Of the world, we’re not to be, if we have been bought by His Blood,
Only passing through to Eternity, while we focus on our Lord above.
By our Lord we have been set apart, to live this life on earth for Him,
From old ways we need to depart, less we fall, when tempted by sin.
Evil company can mar our walk, when it corrupts our good character,
Tainted by men’s evil ways and talk, our witness shall begin to falter.
This world has nothing at all to add, to the spiritual life of a Believer,
And it’s only upsetting and sad, as he’s lead astray by the deceiver.
Satan, wanting to sift us like wheat, and so causes that one to stray,
Only to hand him over to defeat, tempting them to that broader way.
Satan always blurs right and wrong, scoffing at the spiritually meek,
Causing one who may be strong, to instead be one spiritually weak.
For the world is never our friend, being run by the worst of our foes,
Wanting nothing less than our end, while filling our hearts with woes.
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The Evil That Men Do
Love is a razor and I walked the line
On that silver blade
Slept in the dust with his daughter
Her eyes red with
The slaughter of innocence
But I will pray for her
I will call her name out loud
I would bleed for her
I only I could see her now
Living on a razors edge
Balancing on a ledge
Living on a razors edge
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
Circle of fire my baptism of joy and at an end it seems
The seventh lamb slain
The book of life opens before me
But I will pray for you
And some day I may return
I would die for you
Beyond is where I learn
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Phantom Of Youth
You are sixteen and sweet
Though too young for me
I really can't help it
My heart itches for your company.
You may find me a little uncouth
A little too old for you
But it's the phantom of my youth
That keeps getting haunted by you.
My life is now a yellow page
An end in sight situation
Yet I fail to live my age
You give me infatuation.
I keep dreaming of sunrise
Engage with you in flirt
My imaginations fantasize
Desire is too stubborn to depart.
Don't blame it all on me
It's my misplaced ecstasy
I crave for your company
And survive by fantasy!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Dr. Evil
Evil, evil is his one and only name
Evil, in his mind there is no other game!
When your name is Evil, that is good or so you think,
but you're so very wrong.
It's evil!
But being wrong is right, so then you're good again,
wich is the evilest thing of all...
Do you find his sudden ways, invite you? does he excite you?
If his contradictions should atract you, should he distract you?
Heaven help you then...
You're finished, it's the end...
There'll be no retrieval...
From the evil...
The evil,
he will
do.
He's evil,
he's Doctor Evil.
His name is Evil.
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Evil is seen,
Evil is seen,
Evil is seen,
Always from what People do,
Most of them still Cannot Believe it,
My Spiritual Being saw alot of Evil from the Earthly dwelling,
Living that I may see the Evil from the Other Side,
Mankind is Ruined with Injustice,
In all Matters that lead to Success,
It is my own Being that Suffered to reach this Level,
My God is not Unjust,
It is by His Love that I see Mercy and Grace,
Moving on Forward than Ever Before,
There is alot of Evil seen on Earth,
I have seen what Mankind hast Done,
Realised that they all Fail by their own yoke of Injustice.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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That's Just Me
Well I was southern born and raised on the Good Book
My old boots are worn from the hard roads I took
And I'm proud to be my daddy's son
And momma taught me how to work and not to quit
Until the job's done
Well I may not be high society but I got all I need
And that's just me
The only way I know to be
That's just me
What you get is what you see
Well they tell me I'm old fashioned
And that I'm part of a dying breed
I'd say I'm living in real good company
But that's just me
Well I got me a wife and we're bringing up a young one
Well she's a backwoods woman and my boy he's a top gun
We live out in the country where we're free to roam
And when a hard day is over how I love just going home
Well it's the life I live and the air I breathe
The way I believe
And that's just me
The only way I know to be
That's just me
What you get is what you see
Well they tell me I'm old fashioned
And that I'm part of a dying breed
I'd say I'm living in real good company
But that's just me
Yeah they tell me I'm old fashioned
And that I'm part of a dying breed
I'd say I'm living in real good company
But that's just me
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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Every political good carried to the extreme must be productive of evil.
quote by Mary Wollstonecraft
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I have a company in New York City producing music for commercials, for radio, TV, features, etc. That's how I've been making my living. And now the company is very successful - to the extent that I can afford to come out and play.
quote by Chico Hamilton
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To Survive
to survive i go for the golden mean
not so tall and not so short
the tastier, meatier part i suppose
is the middle part of the sandwich
the smoother flow is the middle
part of the river
the safer part is the middle in every
location
at the extreme right what do you get?
or at the extreme left?
i sing between
you extreme joy is killing you with arrogance
your extreme sorrow is killing you with hopelessness
you see,
i live in the middle of everything
not so hot and not so cold and they always call it
this paradise.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What is objectionable, what is dangerous about extremists, is not that they are extreme, but that they are intolerant. The evil is not what they say about their cause, but what they say about their opponents.
quote by Robert Kennedy
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