It's not so much about killing an animal, it's being at peace and you don't have to worry about all the other things that go on. That's a couple of hours a week that you get to escape but it's nice to do that.
quote by Brett Favre
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Soul Stripper
Well, I met her in the garden
Underneath that old apple tree
Sitting with a handful of flowers
Looking as cool as can be
We talked away a couple of hours
Then she laid her hand on my lap
Oh, I thought I got to be dreaming
I didnt know I fell in her trap
Chorus:
Then she made me say things I didnt want to say
Then she made me play games I didnt want to play
She was a soul stripper, she took my heart
Soul stripper, and tore me apart
She started moving nice and easy
Slowly getting into my spine
Killing off this nice little feeling
Ooooh, everyone she could find
And when she had me hollow and naked
Thats when she put me down
Pulled out a knife and flashed it before me
Stuck it in and turned it around
Chorus
song performed by by AC-DC
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Metropolitan delusion (Have a good day!)
Ok, I'm definitely and irreversibly done
As if all the existing skyscrapers were falling down in a sec
as if all the computers in the world crashed simultaneously
as if each ant could be heard screaming before I step on
Have I got it across?
Do you usually wish the victim a nice day after killing her?
Got it... you were ironic
Jeez, it's so unbearable, there's no end to shame
What's wrong with me?
Nothing... it's just that I'm an idiot
I'm scared to watch myself in this mirror, I'm a mess
My eyes are black of grey unmade kajal
I could declare I've been punched
and it is more or less what it happened
Period is on its way, damn it!
and I almost broke with my mother last week
great! everything is under control
You wrote you never read, you deleted in advance
you asked for no reply
what a request if you spammed me already
it would be senseless now, don't worry
can't think of the tons of hours spent
in writing 'properly' not to bother you too much
hoping
I received my answers then
Let's go home
Oh right...I nearly forgot
Have a good day! Too
poem by Ilaria Boffa
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Animal Boy
Gonna kill and destroy
I'm not an Animal Boy
Why don't they understand
I'm not an ape man
Don't have brain damage
I'm not an a wild savage
Don't push me around
Don't bring my head down
Animal Boy
Animal Boy
Animal Boy
I'm not an imbecile
Don't treat me like an animal
I'm not a creature in the zoo
Don't tell me what to do
Animal Boy
Animal Boy
Animal Boy
You don't know what it's like
You don't know how I feel
I don't have a monkey's brain
I'm not an animal
You can't lock me in a cage
This ain't the Stoneage
Better get out of my way
Someone's gonna have to pay
Animal boy
Animal boy
Animal boy
Animal boy
song performed by by Ramones from Animal Boy
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Peace and Enemies
Peace, peace, peace!
We cry for peace
And we think that
by killing our enemies
peace can be achieved.
But peace can never
dwell in our midst
by killing our enemies.
For as many are killed
as many are the thousands
of the silent ones
who will rise up
to avenge these deaths!
There is never peace
in the cycle of revenge and hate.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Chain of love and peace
One moment of love and peace,
Several moments of love and peace, it can make.
Several moments of love and peace,
One minute of love and peace, it can make.
One minute of love and peace,
Several minutes of love and peace, it can make.
Several minutes of love and peace,
One hour of love and peace, it can make.
One hour of love and peace,
Several hours of love and peace, it can make.
One hour of love and peace,
Several hours of love and peace, it can make.
Several hours of love and peace,
One day of love and peace, it can make.
One day of love and peace,
Several days of love and peace, it can make.
Several days of love and peace,
One week of love and peace, it can make.
One week of love and peace,
Several weeks of love and peace, it can make.
Several weeks of love and peace,
One month of love and peace, it can make.
One month of love and peace,
Several months of love and peace, it can make.
Several months of love and peace,
One year of love and peace, it can make
One year of love and peace,
Several years of love and peace, it can make
Several years of love and peace,
One life of love and peace, it can make
One life of love and peace,
Several lives of love and peace, it can make
Several lives of love and peace,
One family of love and peace, it can make
One family of love and peace,
Several families of love and peace, it can make
Several families of love and peace,
One village of love and peace, it can make
One village of love and peace,
Several villages of love and peace, it can make
Several villages of love and peace,
One community of love and peace, it can make
One community of love and peace,
Several communities of love and peace, it can make
Several communities of love and peace,
One country of love and peace, it can make
One country of love and peace,
Several countries of love and peace, it can make
Several countries of love and peace,
One world of love and peace, it can make
One world of love and peace,
One eternity of love and peace, it can make
One moment of love and peace,
One eternity of love and peace, it can make
So, why doesn’t it?
Because this is same for hate and war…
poem by Lino Jones
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I'd love to do a character with a wife, a nice little house, a couple of kids, a dog, maybe a bit of singing, and no guns and no killing, but nobody offers me those kind of parts.
quote by Christopher Walken
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Bomb Blast
BOMB BLAST
Man is a social animal,
But where remains the social customs,
Only he has become animal,
And much more than animal,
No animal kills another,
Man is blasting all customs and rituals,
By killing innocent weaponless persons,
Man has progressed so much,
That he is controlled by remote control,
There are only blasts and blasts
And no humanity
poem by Dr. Ram Sharma
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Not dead
For almost a week I have remained unread
Physically fit, mentally stable and not exactly dead
Yet cut off from whole of the word and readers
As power cables here are cut by the road repairers
No doubt, they are seized with the time schedule
They care for nothing as they have to spread the surface over miles
Repair, dig, resurface and keep up with the growing need
The social needs are to be give top priority with the greed
No one may interfere with each others work and continue
Whatever may be the damage on the way, it shall have no review
Many may be thriving on such practice as the work goes on
Public may suffer for few days but may enjoy when they are finally gone
I am unable to communicate with friends
As if the life has been brought to standstill or to an end
Neither I can approach nor can they make contact
I have to remain contended with routine acts
Yes, the isolation from hectic life can be termed as dead activity
You are left with nothing except to sing a song or pray almighty
But this too can be liked by an individual for early morning hours
Rest of the day may be spent aimlessly or lying on the floors
I realized the importance of idle life with that of an individual
Person can feel relieved for few days but can not treat it as casual
It creates vacuum and laziness that further builds devil's workshop
Only destructive or negative ideas crop up in mind and stay at the top
It is killing me from inside with no social contact
I have remained all these years as social animal in fact
I can't remain idle without writing even for a day
Now it is almost a week that I have been forced to remain away
"I shall pray freely now almighty without any worry or trouble"
"The death of wife had brought an end to his entire struggle"
One of the legendary poet lamented over loss of wife in such a worry free style
I am no greater person but an ordinary man to pull on for a while
I have realized how painful it is to remain cut off
Not all may be attached as much as I am and subjected to laugh
Yet I feel the growing need for person to remain within circle
We are social animal and need constantly to fight on with the struggle
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Public Animal #9
Me and G.B.
We ain't never gonna confess
We cheated at the math test
We carved some dirty words in our desk
Well now it's time for recess
Old man waitin by the monkey bars
Tradin all his ball cards
And they promised him a gold star
And they told him he could go far
Hey Mr. Bluelegs
Where are you takin me?
I'm like a lifer
In the state penitentiary
If I keep my nose clean
I won't get my eyes shined
But I'm proud to be
Public Animal Number Nine
License plates are runnin
Out of my ears
I'd give a month of cigarettes
For just a couple of lousy beers
Or even a bottle of
Real cheap wi-hine
But that's the price you pay to be
Public Animal Number Nine, Number Nine
Hey Mrs. Cranston
Where are you takin me?
I feel like a lifer
In the state penitentiary
She wanted an Einstein
But she got a Frankenstein
Yeah, I'm proud to be
Public Animal Number Niiiirrrrrgh
Public Animal Number Nine
Public Animal Number Nine
Public Animal Number Nine Nine
Public Animal Number Nine Number Nine
Number Nine Number Nine
Number, Number Nine Animal Number Nine
Public Animal Number Nine Nine
Public Animal Numbergh Niiiirrrrrgh
Public Animal Nurrrgh Nirrrgh
Errrrrrrrrrrrgh
Public Animal Number Ni-yine
Public Animal Number Ni-yine
Public Animal Number Number Nine Nine
Public Animal Naaaaaaaagh
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Worry a little bit every day and in a lifetime you will lose a couple of years. If something is wrong, fix it if you can. But train yourself not to worry. Worry never fixes anything.
quote by Mary Hemingway
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The More I Worry About Money
THE MORE I WORRY ABOUT MONEY
The more I worry about money
The more I worry about money-
Life has to change
I have to do something to earn some money
I am already too old for most things
I perhaps can be a caregiver again
A minimum salary for too much time lost-
The more I worry about money
The more I know I must do something
What will I do?
I will write a poem about worrying about money
And maybe perhaps after I have delayed it as long as possible
Go again to work long hours for a minimal sum
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Animal Refugees
I’m the only elephant in Phnomh Penh
No more of my kind you’ll see
My wife ran off from the killing fields
She’s an animal refugee
I’m a Mekong crocodile from Vietnam
When the napalm scorched each tree
I swam to Laos at dead of night
I’m an animal refugee
I’m a slithery snake from Angkor Wat
Where the mountains churned the sea
Now tourists squat in my habitat
I’m an animal refugee
When people’s homes are ripped apart
There’s appeals on world TV
No one saves us. There’s little fuss
For an animal refugee.
poem by Sheena Blackhall
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Franco Un-american
I never thought about the universe, it made me feel small
Never thought about the problems of this planet at all
Global warming, radio-active sites
Imperialistic wrongs and animal rights! no!
Why think of all the bad things when life is so good?
Why help with an am when theres always a could?
Let the whales worry about the poisons in the sea
Outside of california, its foreign policy
I dont want changes, I have no reactions
Your dilemmas are my distractions
Thats no way to go, franco un-american
No way to go, franco un-american
No way to go, franco un-american
No way to go, franco, franco un-american
I never looked around, never second-guessed
Then I read some howard zinn now Im always depressed
And now I cant sleep from years of apathy
All because I read a little noam chomsky
Im eating vegetation, cause of fast food nation
Im wearing a couple of shoes cause of globalization
Im watching michael moore expose the awful truth
Im listening to public enemy and reagan youth
I see no world peace cause of zealous armed forces
I eat no breath-mints cause their from de-hoofed horses
Now I cant believe; what an absolute failure
The presidents laughing cause we voted for nader
Thats no way to go, franco un-american
No way to go, franco un-american
No way to go, franco un-american
Where can we go, franco un-american
I want to move north and be a canadian
Or hang down low with the nice australians
I dont want to be another i-dont-care-ican
What are we gonna do franco, franco un-american
song performed by by NOFX
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I have written some songs, but I would really call what I've done poetry at the end of the day, because I'll sit with my guitar for hours and hours on end for, like, a week and then I won't touch it for a month. I also just have no confidence. And you know what? I don't have time, because I'd rather be doing other things, like knitting.
quote by Amanda Seyfried
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Win Some, Lose Some
Now you know
That I stood outside your window
Just a little too long.
What youre gonna do
When the hours pass away
And you know that Im gone.
Well, it may be a week,
It may be a day,
Im six blocks over
And I dont know what to say to you.
Jokin bout your mama
Went a little too far.
But you caught me
Out with the others
Till the early dawn.
There may be a time
If we played it right
Im six blocks over
And you wanna spend a night with me.
Now the hours and the minutes
Just fly away.
You win some and you lose some,
You gotta get it right
Or Ill be saying
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye.
Thinkin back to
The way youre holdin me down,
Id be better off dead.
Now you know
That the time is running out
Of the things we said.
Well, it may be a week,
It may be a day,
Im six blocks over
And I dont know what to say to you.
Now the hours and the minutes
Just fly away.
You win some and you lose some,
You gotta get it right
Or Ill be saying
Bye bye bye bye ...
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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Well, you have your regular classes, like three hours every other day, three times a week. You get twice a week to have an ice practice. Once a week you have weight lifting. It was great.
quote by Peter Forsberg
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The Shorter Week
I worked for fifty hours a week,
And someone said to me,
'Don't be a serf! Throw off your chains,
And show the world you're free!'
So I cut down my working hours
And found, upon the whole,
The leisure time I had to spare
Good for my body's carking care,
And better for my soul.
I worked for forty hours a week,
And someone said to me,
'Release your bonds, you shackled slave!
Show all the world you're free!'
So I reduced my working hours
And found in leisured lull,
The more I sought to play, the more
Amusement had become a bore,
And life was rather dull.
I worked for twenty hours a week,
And someone said to me
'Awake, you mutt! Snap out of it,
And show the world you're free!'
So I cut out my working hours
And found that joy had flit.
Upon black melancholia's brink,
I sometimes used to sit and think
And sometimes merely sit.
I worked for not one hour a week,
And someone said to me,
'You lazy coot! Arise and shine!
You call this being free?'
So I resolved I'd better far
Rejoin the toiling mob.
But when I rose and looked around,
To my intense digust I found
Someone had pinched my job.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Fresh Fruits of the Spirit - Peace
Peace
Because we have sought the Lord our God, yearning for Him with all our desire, He has given us rest and peace on every side.
And even when we lie down to sleep, You alone, O Lord, will keep us safe.
2 Chronicles 14: 7; Psalm 4: 8, paraphrased
“When people are saying, all is well and secure, and there is peace and safety, then in a moment unforeseen destruction (ruin and death) will come upon them as suddenly as labor pains come upon a woman with child; and they shall by no means escape, for there will be no escape.” 1 Thessalonians 5: 3, AMP
Dear Lord,
These texts are at opposing ends of the spectrum.
Do we need a reality check?
You promise peace, but there is no peace in this world today…
far cry from it.
Yes, we hear peace phrases spoken by both preachers and politicians,
but according to the last text, there is no peace.
So if there is no peace, how do we get this fruit?
My Child,
The only peace you will ever have is in Me.
This world does not offer peace – though it promises you many things.
Some things are good, but most lead your mind far away
from Truth, and from Me.
Please lean on me. You will never be too heavy for Me to hold.
I have much to teach you; to share with you so you will
be strengthened for troublesome times ahead. Yes, many will cry “peace and safety” from now until I return,
but don’t be misled.
I, alone, Am the Way, the Truth and the Life.
And it is in these three that you will find the
fruit of perfect peace.
“You will keep in perfect peace him whose mind is steadfast,
because he trusts in you.”
Isaiah 26: 3, NIV
poem by Gracie Thompson
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Escape
Escape
Escape
That one word resonates in my mind
I need an escape a reprieve from
All this energy surrounding me
Escape
Escape
I want to be let out for awhile
To be free and alone
To do what I want without interference
Escape
Escape
I don't wanna hear arguing
Or little petty problems
I want to not have to do anything
Escape
Escape
I want to Escape
poem by Autumn Winds
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He Or Anyone
He or anyone who harms a songbird
That's perched, or flies high up in the sky
They are not stirred, by any music heard
And that song to all they happily deny.
He or anyone who harms a family pet
Whether it be on a leash or in a cage
They hold no respect, or any regret
For any animal from that rage.
He or anyone who kills an animal wild
For killing and just the killing alone
He destroys the mild, and dreams of a child
And then mother nature she will moan.
He or anyone who kills or harms an innocent creature
Just for the pleasure or because they can
They need to be counseled by GOD or a Teacher
For that person is selfish, and is not a man.
poem by Randy McClave
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