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The Puritan hated bear-baiting, not because it gave pain to the bear, but because it gave pleasure to the spectators.

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The puritan hated bear baiting, not because it gave pain to the bear, but because it gave pleasure to the spectators.

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God Gave Me...

God gave me eyes so I could see,
God gave me legs so I could walk,
God gave me hands so I could feel,
God gave me ears so I could hear,
God gave me a nose so I could smell,
God gave me a heart so I could love,
God gave me a brain so I could think,
I’m still trying to figure out why God gave me you.

poem by Rebeckah Schroeder
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Only for you

I can bear any insult
I can bear any misdeed
I can bear any oppression
I can bear the wounds of love or
Those of hatred
I can bear everything
But only for you God
Only for you.

poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Gullible, The Bear

A Dachshund who was long of hair
met in the forest an old bear.
The bear was sitting on a log
and held in his huge paws a frog.

The hound adored all frogs and toads
and always scanned the fields and roads
for something green that blended in,
it gave him a contented grin.

'What did you have in mind, Big Bear? '
Hound asked, his voice now full of flair.
'Frog legs', the bear said, 'are for me,
my snack to have with the green tea.'

'How could you eat the spark of life? !
He may have children and a wife!
Do you not know, you big bad mug
that I could make from you a rug? '

He spoke, as Dachshunds are so prone
as if the subject were a bone,
then showed his teeth, let out a growl
which then alerted Mrs. Owl.

'Oh, yes', said Mrs.Owl, 'it's true,
a hound can really finish you.
So let the frog go home I say,
that way, your hide will be okay! '

The bear looked at the frog and then
down to the dog and counted ten.
He did not need a bad surprise
and knew that owls are very wise.

poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Your Gone

God gave me one heart

but its broken

god gave me two eyes

but i wish i couldnt see

god gave me to feet

i wish i could just leave

god gave me two hands

but i wish i couldnt feel

god gave me one brain

but i wish i couldnt think

god gave me my memories

but i wish i couldnt remeber

god gave me you

but i wish i never wouldve lost you

god took you away

and i wish you were still here

god gave me life

when i wish i didnt have it

god gave me all these things but the only one i wanted

he took away

poem by Stephanie Beasley
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You Should Have Hated Me

The day we met and got together,
The day you changed my life forever.
I was locked up alone, you set me free,
But I say now, you should have hated me.

The day I said that I loved you,
I gave you my heart so pure and true.
You loved me too, that I could see.
But I say now, you should have hated me.

The days we spent with so much fun,
The love we had was second to none.
Why didn't you just let me be,
I wish you would have hated me.

For when you came into my life,
You might as well have raised a knife.
For when that day you walked away,
You plunged it deep, to my dismay.

Now here I sit all alone,
Wishing that I would have known.
I still love you and I will wait,
Even though my heart breaks.

If you would have pushed me away,
And never met me on that day.
I wouldn't have pain to this degree,
If only you would have hated me.

poem by Adam McKim
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My Broken Heart

I am alone most of the time.
But oh how can that be?
A room full of people where I am
and loneliness is with me.

My mind is drifting in and out
while conversation can be heard.
But silence has taken over my heart
because of your unspoken word.

My heart is broken from words unspoken
and breathing is a chore.
The sound of your voice is what I need
just as I did before.

I am alone most of the time
and you're not even aware.
You're off and about doing your thing
and life is too hard to bear.

But bear it I must. Bear it I will
and I owe you nothing now.
For you took everything when you left
and left me with a vow

to take back the life I gave to you
and treat it tenderly.
And when I'm alone most of the time
I will not cry for thee.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Me & My Teddy Bear

Me and my teddy bear
Oh me and my teddy bear
We got no hair, but we dont care
Me and my teddy bear
We love to play and play
cause they take all the pain away
They take all the pain away
Like a bird of prey who got nothin to say
cause they take all the pain away
Yes they take all the pain from my head
Yes they take all the pain from my head
Two hands, two feet
Im happy and sweet
They take all the pain from my head.
Oh me and my teddy bear
We got no hair, but we dont care
Me and my teddy bear
We love to play and play

song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Constant Pain

You don't know what it's like to have Pain, every time you take a
breath or even breathe.
You don't know what it's like to have to hold your breathe each time the
bus turns a curve
You don't know what it's like when you're standing and you have to move
but you don't want to because you will be in Pain
You don't know what it's like to get up and know that you are going to be
in Pain most of the day
You don't know what it's like for your heart to beat fast as if you just
ran a mile even though you only walked a few feet
You don't know what it's like to be in never ending Pain
You don't know what it's like to sit and in be in Pain
You don't know what it's like to not want to walk because with each step
it will make your hip hurt
You don't know what it's like to sit on your bed and wait for your heart
to beat normally
You don't know what it's like to have Pain in your arm that is writing
this
You don't know what it's like to wait for the Pain to stop
You don't know that it's like to see your hand move because something
inside your chest is beating way above normal
You just don't know what it's like
You don't know what it's like to not want to sleep
You don't know what it's like to experience Pain every time your back his
straight
You don't know what it's like to have my Pain
You will never know what it's like to have my Pain
You will never know and you will never try
My Pain is my Pain, no one else's
It is my burden to bear. I bear it alone. I will bear it alone till I
change my mind
It's not anytime soon. I'm sorry.
You don't know what it like for something to bleed on your hand when you
don't know how you got it to bleed
You don't know what it's like to not want to take a deep breathe because
if you do, you will just be in Pain and sometimes, you just can't help it

poem by Matthew Bresette
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Ghost Bear, page 1 of 4

Long ago, in a small village
Where the Great River meets the
Limitless Salt Sea, lived Muin Manitu,
An aging shaman.

Ghost Bear had two good wives
Who gave him four fine daughters
And many grand-children.
But now both wives were dead.

Ghost Bear was getting old,
So old that he made his death song
Mumbling it often under his breath
So he would not forget it.

One night, Raven came to Ghost Bear
In a dream, bringing an important message.
“You must leave wigwam and village,
before the sun rises again.”

“This must be my time, ” thought
Ghost Bear, “My time to die.
I am glad. It is a good time
to leave this world.”

And so, taking only his knife and
His Medicine Bag, Ghost Bear pushed
His canoe out into the river while
All the village slept.

“I will go west on the Great River, ”
Thought Ghost Bear to himself, “Then,
When it is my time to go, I will be
pointed in the right direction.”

All morning long, Ghost Bear paddled
Westward on the Great River, and when
Sun was directly above him, he saw
A raven flying high above.

“I am going true, ” he thought, “Raven
Has sent me an unmistakeable sign.”
And Ghost Bear kept paddling with
Neither food nor drink.

As day became night, Ghost Bear
Continued on, for the full moon was bright
And showed him the right path on the
Great River clearly, brightly.

poem by John Bliven Morin
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Downers Fo Downing

WHAT IS THE LIGHT THAT THEY CAME TO SHOW US?
WHENCE COMETH THE RELIEF OF THE INNOCENT?
FOR LO, I AM BECOME A DEVIL FOR WANT OF VENGEANCE,
THEY CAME PREACHING PEACE AND PROSPERITY,
WE GAVE THEM OUR FOOD AND WATER,
WE GAVE THEM OUR BREAD TO EAT,
LO, IN RETURN THEY GAVE US CHASTISEMENTS AND CALLED US ANIMALS,
THEY TURN WIVES AGAINST HUSBANDS,
THEY TURN MOTHERS AGAINST SONS,
THEY TURN MEN AGAINST MEN,
LO, I TELL THE WORLD TO BEAR ME WITNESS THIS DAY,
I SHALL COME TO DOWNING STREET,
NOT AS AN ANGEL, BUT AS A DEMON,
I SHALL GIVE THAM THAT WHICH THEY GAVE ME,
I SHALL CAST THEM DOWN ASUNDER,
I SHALL SABOTAGE THE WORKS OF THEIR HANDS
I SHALL DESTROY THEIR LIVES,
I SHALL FLAY THEIR FLESH AND BESTOW UPON THEM SPIRITUAL TORMENTS,
HEAR ME THIS DAY, I SHALL NOT FORGIVE THEM NOR THEIR GOD,
FOR THEY CAME, STOLE FROM ME, KILLED ME AND DESTROYED ME!
I TOO SHALL COME TO THEM AND STEAL, KILL AND DESTROY THEM!

poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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A Piori Love

In dreams / I formed you
In sweat / I gave you life
In tears / I gave you passion
In the heat / I gave you molten eyes
In the night / I gave you raven hair
In the morning / I gave you dawn’s smile
In the tremor / I gave you love
With the spark of infinity / I brought you forth

poem by Guillermo Veloso
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Man Gave Names To All The Animals

Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal that liked to growl,
Big furry paws and he liked to howl,
Great big furry back and furry hair.
Ah, think Ill call it a bear.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal up on a hill
Chewing up so much grass until she was filled.
He saw milk comin out but he didnt know how.
Ah, think Ill call it a cow.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal that liked to snort,
Horns on his head and they werent too short.
It looked like there wasnt nothin that he couldnt pull.
Ah, think Ill call it a bull.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal leavin a muddy trail,
Real dirty face and a curly tail.
He wasnt too small and he wasnt too big.
Ah, think Ill call it a pig.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
Next animal that he did meet
Had wool on his back and hooves on his feet,
Eating grass on a mountainside so steep.
Ah, think Ill call it a sheep.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal as smooth as glass
Slithering his way through the grass.
Saw him disappear by a tree near a lake . . .

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Weary body

She gave him her dreams,
he made them nightmares.
She gave him her love, he
turned it to hatred, she gave
him her warm kisses, he
turned them into regrets.
She gave him her enthusiasm;
he turned it into distress.
She gave him her sweet hymns;
he turned them into howling wolves.
She gave him the flavor of her
craves, he turned it into bitterness,
She gave him the nectars of her
fruits, he made them go bad.
She gave him her time, he took
it for granted. All she gave, became
in vain; a weary body and broken
lies, are the only truth she has to
confront. Her heart was still alive
she gave it to him, he took it in
warm blood, and let it bleed to death.

poem by Elenushka Toledo
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On Vacation

My family went on a vacation
I gave my father all the persuasion
Can I go and wander in the forest
To catch at least a tiny little pest
Very dangerous it is for you to go there
There will be a lion, tiger or a big black bear
He told me, to these things pay heed
But I thought these are things I don’t need
I went to the depth of the forest
But couldn’t catch a single pest
Thinking about things I shouldn’t care
A lion, tiger or a big black bear
I started going towards a cave
Suddenly a loud roar it gave
I thought this was a good part of my vacation
When suddenly I felt suffocation
I heard the loud roar again
I felt as if I was trapped in a monster’s den
The loud roar had really given me a scare
It could be a lion, tiger or a big black bear
First it’s my life I have to save
I quickly ran out of the cave
To these things I should pay heed
Go to that cave I won’t dare indeed

poem by Risha Ahmed
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The castle built

You had left me.
I felt quite sad.
It gave me pleasure yet
That I would live in your thought.

Now if you treat me
Like a left-over
My sorrow will go;
With that does my pain.
Also with it, my pleasure.
And you, too, from my brain.

You will have no pleasure
Of captivating me any more

Castles built
Will be split.
04.10.99

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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God gave us as much intelligence as we can bear.

Ionuţ Caragea in Întreita suferinţă (2011)
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So Sorry

so sorry for the pain
that i caused
for the love you gave me
and for the time you put a side
just to be with me
sorry for the care we'd gave
for one to each other
so sorry to say now we're done
for the causes i gave
for the hatered you have
now for my last apolagy
i say i'm sorry for not trusten you
but what i'm not sorry for is lovein you
but the thing i'm sorry for the most is
the causes you put up with
now its my turn to say whats right thats for sure
so i'm movin on with out you now
sorry to say you will never have me again

poem by Freda Bishop
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This And That

I ASKED FOR BREAD!
A STONE THEY GAVE ME!
I ASKED FOR WATER!
A CUP OF VENOM THEY GAVE ME!
I ASKED FOR MEAT!
LO! VEGETABLES THEY GAVE ME!
I ASKED FOR CLOTHES!
AND THEY GAVE ME RAGS!
I ASKED FOR WEALTH!
AND THEY GAVE ME POVERTY!
I ASKED FOR PEACE!
AND THEY GAVE ME TROUBLES!
I ASKED FOR LOVE!
AND THEY GAVE ME WICKEDNESS!
TEMPT NOT THIS LORD!
ASK ME NOT FOR HELP!
FOR I SHALL GIVE TO YOU AS YOU GAVE TO ME!
TEMPT ME NOT I SAY!
ASK ME NOT FOR THIS!
FOR I SHALL GIVE YOU THAT!