Three things you can be judged by your voice, your face, and your disposition.
quote by Ignas Bernstein
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Mean Disposition
I'm getting wise to you
You're going to see
I'm going to work on you
The way you worked on me
I got a sharper aim
And you're in my sights
And if I'm going to go
I'm going in a blaze of lights
And in this crazy world of hit and run
There are no laws here
Just a loaded gun
She's got a mean disposition
She's got a big shooter too
She's got a mean disposition
Really make a mess
Really make a mess out of you
I never close my eyes
I never sleep
I'm staying on my guard
Waiting for my flesh to creep
And I never trusted you
You never trusted me
I'll do a deal with you
If you'll do a deal with me
For me the nightmare's only just begun
There is no law here
Just a loaded gun
She's got a mean disposition
Got a big shooter too
She's got a mean disposition
Got a bad attitude
She's got a mean disposition
Going to cut your half
Going to cut your half in two
I'm going have to stand my ground
Like Crockett at the Alamo
I'm going to draw the line
One of us has got to go
She's got a mean disposition
Got a big shooter too
She's got a mean disposition
Got a bad attitude
She's got a mean disposition
Going to make a mess out of you
She's got a mean disposition
Going to cut your half
Going to cut your half in two
song performed by by Rolling Stones from Voodoo Lounge
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Judged (I Believe)
Originally posted in 2008, however some issues occured and all my poetry was deleted, however I had a copy of it stored and am reposting it now
Do me wrong, and ill do you right
Punch me in the face, and ill still be alright
Do me wrong and say what you will
Cos I know and I believe
That These folks will be judged someday
I believe you'll be judged one day
Stab my back, and ill scratch yours right
Screw me over and Ill still be alright
Screw me over, stab my back
Cos I know and I believe
That everyone is judged someday
I believe you'll be judged one day
Don't Believe in God, cos I like his teachin'
Don't worship the son, cos I hate their preachin'
But I believe I'll be judged someday
I believe I'll be judged someday
poem by Electric Tripp
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The Woman And The Devil
When Man and Woman had been made,
All but the disposition,
The Devil to the workshop strayed,
And somehow gained admission.
The Master rested from his work,
For this was on a Sunday,
The man was snoring like a Turk,
Content to wait till Monday.
'Too bad!' the Woman cried; 'Oh, why,
Does slumber not benumb me?
A disposition! Oh, I die
To know if 'twill become me!'
The Adversary said: 'No doubt
'Twill be extremely fine, ma'am,
Though sure 'tis long to be without
I beg to lend you mine, ma'am.'
The Devil's disposition when
She'd got, of course she wore it,
For she'd no disposition then,
Nor now has, to restore it.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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As individuals, we will be judged in our lives by the totality of our actions. Not one thing will stand out. And I think that's how we get judged by our colleagues and that's how we get judged by the good lord.
quote by Rahm Emanuel
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Any one who in discussion relies upon authority uses, not his understanding, but rather his memory. Good culture is born of a good disposition; and since the cause is more to be praised than the effect, I will rather praise a good disposition without culture, than good culture without the disposition.
quote by Leonardo da Vinci
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Judged
Will they judge me by the color of my skin
Instead by my soul and whats deep within
When I am greeted by either women or men
Will they even ask where I have been.
Will I be judged because I am a man
With my heart and feelings will they understand
Will I be greeted with an outreached hand
Will they hold it against me when I make a stand.
Will I be judged because I am old
And not wanting to do the things that I am told
Will they remember the good deeds that I sowed
As onto truth and honesty I will always hold.
Will I be judged because of the way I was
Once I found happiness and also love
But then I found out it was hate and also lust
So please tell me, how will I be judge.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Everyday and everynight
Everyday I think about you
and all the things I am putting you through
I think about me cheating
then I think about your face
and how badly I hurt the love of my life
I think about how I left you
in the spur of the moment
I think about the tears I couldn’t dry
and the fears I can not face
Every night my heart is broke
cause I don’t hear your voice
or see your handsome little face
I don’t get to cuddle
or say I love you face to face
I don’t get to do what I’ve always gotten to
I can still remember your voice
and remember all of the good things
Ill never forget how much I hurt you
and Ill always remember that you love me
Everyday will be tougher then the last
Every night my pillow will get even wetter
I can for surely say with everything in me that I love you!
Poem was written December 20,2005
Now Andy and I are over on January 30,2006 on our 4 month anniversary
poem by Tosya Glatt
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The Judgement Seat Of Christ
What will be your fate
for eternity
on the Day of Judgement? 2 Peter 3: 1-7.
Judgement
“He that exercises faith in him
is not to be judged.
He that does not exercise faith
has been judged already,
because he has not
exercised faith
in the name of
the only-begotten
Son of God.” John 3: 18.
The Judgement Seat Of Christ
“For we must all
be made manifest
before the judgement seat
of the Christ,
that each one
may get his award
for the things done
through the body,
according to the things
he has practiced,
whether it is
good or vile.” 2 Corinthians 5: 10.
As we sow, so shall we reap.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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One Like Leads To Another
Chitra, the singer, got her face by her voice.
Simran, the actress, got her voice by her face.
You got from my liking, both voice and face.
When you chat with me my mind makes all noise.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Oh My Sweet Carolina
I went down to houston
And I stopped in san antone
I passed up the station for the bus
I was trying to find me something
But I wasnt sure just what
Man I ended up with pockets full of dust
So I went on to cleveland and I ended up insane
I bought a borrowed suit and learned to dance
I was spending money like the way it likes to rain
Man I ended up with pockets full of cane
Oh my sweet carolina
What compels me to go
Oh my sweet disposition
May you one day carry me home
I aint never been to vegas but I gambled up my life
Building newsprint boats I race to sewer mains
Was trying to find me something but I wasnt sure just what
Funny how they say that some things never change
Oh my sweet carolina
What compels me to go
Oh my sweet disposition
May you one day carry me home
Up here in the city feels like things are closing in
The sunsets just my light bulb burning out
I miss kentucky and I miss my family
All the sweetest winds they blow across the south
Oh my sweet carolina
What compels me to go
Oh my sweet disposition
May you one day carry me home
May you one day carry me home
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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A Man's Disposition
As goes a man’s disposition
So goes the mind
And so goes the man
Change his disposition
Change the man
And thus his members
poem by Oyekake Satty Joshua
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The House Story
the fence keeps a happy disposition.
it does not need it. The house does.
despite its disagreement with the door,
somehow, i gives a square disposition,
as though, everything here is tolerable,
the house is keeping so many secrets
shying away from the scrutiny of visitors
but it trusts the fence and can sleep
soundly at night, except the light bulb
which is fixed at the back of the kitchen
it keeps on blinking, wanting to tell it all,
but the master switch of the basement is quick
everything is shut off, and then the silence
reigns, it is the queen, it grieves
without a word, it takes in what the house
cannot take anymore, and the fence as the
facade, maintains its happy disposition,
deceiving all that merely pass by.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fragments - Lines 0213 - 0218
My heart, display toward all your friends a changeful character,
Adding into it the disposition that each one has.
Adopt the disposition of the octopus, crafty in its convolutions, which takes on
The appearance of whatever rock it has dealings with.
At one moment follow along this way, but at the next change the color of your skin:
You can be sure that cleverness proves better than inflexibility.
Mean Disposition
You got a mean disposition,
You got no inner vision,
And youre cruel in addition.
I can tell by the way you look,
I can read you like a book.
Oh, youre out there on your own,
Without friends to call your own.
Remember the days,
When we thought they would last for always.
Life full of dreams,
And we really believe that they come true some day.
You got a mean disposition,
But no goal or ambition.
Oh, youre out there on your own,
With no place to call a home.
Remember the days,
When we thought they would last for always.
Life full of dreams,
And we really believe that they come true one day.
Whatever happened to the man
With a future and a plan?
You got a mean disposition
Toodoodoo doodoodoo doodoo
Toodoodoo doodoodoo doodoo
You got a mean disposition,
You got no inner vision,
And youre cruel, oh yes you are!
song performed by by Kinks
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Much silence and a good disposition, there are no two things better than these.
Much silence and a good disposition, there are no two things better than these.
The Metaphor Of The Mirror And The Light
there is this face
in the mirror and it is talking to the body
to remind its skin
that it is real,
lights are turned off
and the face only hears a voice
from its mouth
it is assured still that it is a face
of someone it knew
so well
and will not deny it
the voice faded in darkness
and the face
hears nothing
and sees nothing about
its skin
and eyes
it is dark
and there is no voice anymore
except the
silence
and the loneliness that is about
to make a scream
to the mirror
that had long shut itself
because there is no light
the face demands a voice
the mirror begs for light
for the voice is a security
that life exists
and the light is the only
anchor of the mirror
when it becomes a boat
in the sea
of emptiness
but there is no light
and there is no voice
the mirror breaks the silence
the face becomes the wind
there is no boat
much less an anchor
there is only a word written
on paper
left on the floor
and it is spoken for no
one....
poem by Sebastian Soberania
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Things do not pass for what they are, but for what they seem. Most things are judged by their jackets.
quote by Baltasar Gracian
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One's Temperament And Disposition
One's temperament and disposition,
Seldom are instilled as a choice one picks.
If little boys hear they are suppose to be bad,
They will head in that direction to make someone proud...
A bad boy is going to be had!
Although sad it is for the women attracted to this.
And it is difficult to decide to have a good disposition,
To let that 'funkier' side subside when given a pride.
Espcially when a dumbing down done is welcomed,
By nearly everyone.
And those wanting to show themselves to be good natured,
Grit their teeth to the point to make their gums bleed.
One's temperament and disposition,
Seldom are instilled as a choice one picks.
And although barking is never found on anyone's top ten list,
It it suggested as a remedy...
That quickly relieves,
Without prescribing to mind altering medications.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Missing You
The sun shines through the open window,
The empty sides the shadows shallow
My arm circles nothing at all,
My fingers reach to touch the wall.
Missing you when Im away,
Think of things Id like to say,
Almost cry to hear you voice,
Lying with me,
Got no choice.
Mundane thoughts during the day,
Suddenly to see your face,
Interrupted thoughts have gone,
Knowing that youre all I want.
Missing you when Im away,
Think of things Id like to say,
Almost cry to hear you voice,
Lying with me,
Got no choice.
The awesome love I feel for you,
To see you now what would I do,
The desperate feeling youre not there,
To be with you pull out my hair.
Missing you when Im away,
Think of things Id like to say,
Almost cry to hear you voice,
Lying with me,
Got no choice.
song performed by by Madness
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