Emigration is no longer a solution; it's a defeat. People are risking death, drowning every day, but they're knocking on doors that are not open.
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Hall Of Doors
You walk through the hall of doors
With life in sight with death in mind
You watch people open their doors
And you think of how the doors and fate bind
You watch waiting to see your exit
As you see others turn down their path to their end
You know that the paths can not change
You know even with time fate shall not mend
Down the hall you walk
Doors lining each side
Every person holds the key to one of those locks
All around you people stride
Doors open
As people come to their door mats
You walk by doors just hoping,
hoping the next isn't yours, isn't your mat
You watch parents and children leaving eachothers sides
You see love being torn, hate being sewn
as the doors open wide
Some people leave together, some alone
You wait to see your door, your fate
You watch to see which door your key fits
You watch to see if your heart is with love or hate
You watch untill you find the mat at which you shall sit
You walk through the hall of doors
With life in sight, death in mind
You watch as people open their doors
You wait to see which door your fate lays behind.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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It's Hard to Grow
Little do they know,
Each season has an ending.
With one clean sweep...
What was no longer is to be!
It's hard to grow,
And go through doors that have to close.
But for them...
They want these doors stayed open.
But they've been stopped...
Hitting bottom from the top.
Dropped and blocked.
Little do they know,
Each season has an ending...
Swoosh
With one clean sweep...
What was no longer is to be!
Oh Lawd it's hard to grow,
And go through doors that have to clossssuup.
But for them...
They want these doors stayed open.
Little do they know,
Each season has an ending.
With one clean sweep...
What was no longer is to be!
It's hard to grow,
And go through doors that have to close.
But for them...
They want these doors stayed open.
But for them...
They want these doors stayed open.
But for them...
These doors will not be opened again!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Packt Like Sardines In A Crushd Tin Box
there are bomb? doors and there are revolving doors doors on the rudders of big ships and there are revolving doors there are doors that open by themselves there are sliding doors and there are secret doors there are doors that lock and doors that don't there are doors that let you in and out but never open but there are trap doors that you can't come back from
song performed by by Radiohead
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What If I Came Knocking
What if I came knocking
On your front door some night?
Would you open the window
And drop me down the key?
What if I came knocking
On your bedpost that same night?
Would you open up your heart
Or try to get the best of me?
What if I came knocking
On your brain the next day
And ask for your truth and your love and your honesty?
Would you build up your big walls
And try to hide behind that smile
Or would you try to pull the wool right over me?
So what if I came knocking?
So what if I came knocking?
So what if I came kicking
And it scared you a little bit
And I came on strong
Would you think
That theres something wrong with me?
Or could it be your fears
Of trying something real
Or just afraid to touch
A guy like me?
What if I came knocking?
What if I came knocking?
What if I came knocking
On your front door some night? ahh
So lets just say it worked out
Like a storybook dream
And we lived happily ever after
Fa la la la
But what if I came crying
After just a few weeks
And said I misread my heart
This is not really meant to be? yeah
So if you hear some knocking
On your window tonight
You can bet that its probably me
But let it be known
That were just a pair of tumbling dice
And the outcome of these crap shoots
Is hard to see
So what if I came knocking?
So what if I came knocking?
So what if I came knocking
On your front door tonight? ahh
So what if I came knocking?
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knocking
Kick, kick, kick
What if I came knocking
On your front porch tonight, tonight?
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Pull / Pulk Revolving Doors
There are barn doors
And there are revolving doors
Doors on the rudders of big ships
And there are revolving doors
There are doors that open by themselves
There are sliding doors
And there are secret doors
There are doors that lock
And doors that dont
There are doors that let you in
And out
But never open
But there are trapdoors
That you cant come back from
song performed by by Radiohead
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Pull Pulk Revolving Doors
There are barn doors
And there are revolving doors
Doors on the rudders of big ships
We are revolving doors
There are doors that open by themselves
There are sliding doors
And there are secret doors
There are doors that lock
And doors that don't
There are doors that let you in
And out
But never open
But they are trapdoors
That you can't come back from
song performed by by Radiohead
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You're Drowning Me Enough
You're drowning me enough.
And I've got open arms.
You're drowning me enough.
I'm swimming in your charms.
You're drowning me enough.
And I've got open arms.
You're drowning me enough.
Do your rescue on another!
You're drowning me enough.
I'm choked up and it suffocates.
Drowning me enough.
There's others who are waiting.
You're drowning me enough.
All your love has stirred up waves...
I'm pouring buckets from my cups!
You're drowning me enough.
And I've got open arms.
You're drowning me enough.
I'm swimming in your charms.
You're drowning me enough.
And I've got open arms.
You're drowning me enough.
Do your rescue on another!
You're drowning me enough.
I'm choked up and it suffocates.
Drowning me enough.
Do your rescue on another!
All your love has stirred up waves...
I'm pouring buckets from my cups!
You're drowning me enough.
Do your rescue on another!
All that loving has me full,
I want to throw it up!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Death Is Calling At My Door
Death is calling at my door,
Knock Knock not another joke.
This time I'm actually scared.
The call of death is at my door,
Knocking..... Knocking.....
Awaiting an answer,
My body gets cold as I start to shiver.
All sorts of things are happening to my body,
Not accustom to it; it got me worried.
I am feeling like I am going to die,
I don't. I want to stay alive.
I don't know what it is,
For all I know it could be a disease.
I spoke to my mother who said it is normal and I am alright,
But the symptoms I am getting insist to pry.
The knocking on the door becomes more as I go closer.
I want it to go away let me live to see another day.
I open the door ready to take my last breath,
Shockingly death had the wrong address
poem by Anita Khelawan
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Knockin' Around
Weary old wife, with the bucket and cow,
‘How’s your son Jack? and where is he now?’
Haggard old eyes that turn to the west—
‘Boys will be boys, and he’s gone with the rest!’
Grief without tears and grief without sound;
‘Somewhere up-country he’s knocking around.’
Knocking around with a vagabond crew,
Does for himself what a mother would do;
Maybe in trouble and maybe hard-up,
Maybe in want of a bite or a sup;
Dead of the fever, or lost in the drought,
Lonely old mother! he’s knocking about.
Wiry old man at the tail of the plough,
‘Heard of Jack lately? and where is he now?’
Pauses a moment his forehead to wipe,
Drops the rope reins while he feels for his pipe,
Scratches his grey head in sorrow or doubt:
‘Somewheers or others he’s knocking about.’
Knocking about on the runs of the West,
Holding his own with the worst and the best
Breaking in horses and risking his neck,
Droving or shearing and making a cheque;
Straight as a sapling—six-foot and sound,
Jack is all right when he’s knocking around
poem by Henry Lawson
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If It Is Really Meant For Me....
you say that i should
keep knocking
joy shall soon open
its window
ah, when it is meant really
for me
i need not knock even
even when i am far away
in that dead desert
the house will come running
looking for me
it will open all its five doors
and ten windows
it will let me sit in its
sofa
it will prepare my bed
where i can finally
rest for
the night
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Knocking On Heaven's Door
I went knocking on Heaven's door today
but no one came to the door to see.
Who was making all that knocking noise
for it was just, little old me!
I guess they might all still be sleeping?
Or maybe out shopping, at Heaven's Grocery store?
So I guess I'd better continue
just knocking, knocking on Heaven's door?
As I gazed in through leaded glass windows
of those golden Heaven's doors.
There on knees was seen an Angel crying!
who cried out, ' God doesn't live here anymore! '
'He went to earth yesterday
to fight earths war, with His Angels you see!
And left me here to man Heaven's doors
but I've seemed to have misplace their keys! '
I can't seem to let you in right now
so can you come back maybe, another time?
I will let you know if I find the keys later
I'll be sure to send you, an Angel's Knee Mail line.
poem by Linda Winchell
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From doom and gloom to ecstasy
The body had been wrapped and firmly bound
as it lay dead and lifeless underground.
The stone rolled over shutting out the light
and the doors of death sealed so very tight
Outside the grave all hope has been shattered
despair was rife, His disciples scattered.
Where will they all go and what shall they do?
For all their hopes had been centred on You.
All forlorn, they did not know what to say
defeat and disappointment filled their day.
Then Mary came running into the room
with this wonderful message from the tomb.
He's alive! He's back from the dead!
He has risen just like He said.
Conquering death and the grave.
Risen with mighty power to save.
He's alive! Come with me and see.
For He has won the victory.
Rejoice with me as the good news I tell
that He has triumphed over death and hell.
Death's been conquered by Christ the crucified
for the doors of death He burst open wide.
Risen in the power of an endless life
conquering Satan by His sacrifice.
Defeating...That Beast
You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!
Think about the distance you've come,
Defeating...the beast.
Think about your decision not to run,
Away...from the beast.
Think about those knees on the ground,
Weeping for the beast.
Think about the dirt you ate,
Fed...by the beast.
Think about celebrating...
Those days ahead awaiting!
You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!
No longer the martyr,
Defeating...that beast.
Get up...and strut about.
You've defeated...that beast.
Let those words come out of your mouth,
'I've defeated...that beast! '
Let the people see and believe it,
You've defeated...that beast.
Whoop...and hollar about,
'I've defeated...and done feeding it!
That beast is outta my house.'
You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!
More than a piece of cake!
Defeating...that beast.
Gone and eliminated.
Defeating...that beast.
Much more than a piece of cake.
Defeating...that beast.
But gone and eliminated.
Defeating...that beast.
More than a piece of cake.
Defeating...that beast.
Gone and eliminated.
Defeating...that beast.
Much more than a piece of cake.
Defeating...that beast.
But gone and eliminated.
That beatened up beast to beat!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Behind closed doors
Doors made of steel
others made of wood
life going on behind them
things that are bad and good.
Doors that are always closed
while some are forever open wide
behind doors can lie secrets
and where people can go to hide.
A door opened to a new future
another one blocking your way
families at war behind the door
but where children can happily play.
Prisoners locked in behind solid doors
waiting for the key to turn in the lock
as lonely people sit in their homes
waiting for someone just to knock.
The doors of Gold created in Heaven
only opened for the chosen few
behind them lies an eternal life
but will they open for me or you?
poem by Kevin Halls
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My Heart
Knocking the doors
Of my senses
My heart soars....
Urgent whispers, getting crisper
Beckoning, calling
My heart stirs...
Voices from past life?
Heart pierced by his knife
My heart cries....
Open the Door
Whats in store
My heart roars....
Oh God, whats that?
Bolt the doors
My heart combats....
I cant be yours
Let me be.
My heart implores....
In peace
That my plea
My heart is on lease...
Lets open the gates
To our next lifetime
My heart waits...
poem by Renu Rakheja
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A Key Hole in the Door
The door,
long hall
Dark light
open slowly to see the sight
My hero gone
into the night
Iam alone,
and filled with fright
My soul is stained
no longer white
My love no longer pure
You ignite my heart
And the flames sour high
Breacking me from this ghostly tie
No longer my Hero
No longer my love
As I see your gaping face
Through the open hole
The doors noe closed,
And a tear falls from my face
Asking myself,
Did I make the mistake?
There are two types of courage involved with what I did. When it comes to picking up a rifle, millions of people are capable of doing that, as we see in Iraq or Vietnam. But when it comes to risking their careers, or risking being invited to lunch by the establishment, it turns out that's remarkably rare.
quote by Daniel Ellsberg
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Life Or Death
what is life without death
what is death without life
people comes from the big blue sky
people fly up high when they die
their familys start to cry
life is cold
to the bold
want to turn in to gold
but life is getting old
death is black
like a black cat
hard to know when death is coming
but death is coming
so live your life to the fullest
and to the goodest
cause soon death will knocking at your door
so you would just be laying in your death bed
with nothing to say
with one thing in your head
is this LIFE or DEATH
poem by Demarcus Walker
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Evaporation
Cold like the winter
dark like the night
helplessness, confusion
nothing seems right
The empty soul ponders
on what could have been
repetative mistakes
drowning in sin
Vision becomes a blur
numbness takes over
sweat slithers down your face
you no longer feel sober
Searching for a solution
isolation is all you discover
soon drunken lonliness
becomes your permanet tragic lover
Blinded from the warmth of love
you choose your fate
your feel the chill blast through your body
and now it is too late
Dry as snow
silent as death
completely evaporated
nothing is left.
-KC
poem by Kenzie Cox
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Doors will open
Doors will shut, open and close
I ask of you not to cry
While your troubles stir and fry
I ask of you not to sigh
Write this down with a pen
I cannot say when
Nevertheless, doors will open
Find those loose ends and tie them with a knot
Make some effort
Do not listen to any buts
You are the main decider
The one and only jockey rider
Of your own track events
Try to be patient
Not all rewards are heaven sent
So write this down with a pen
I cannot say when
Nevertheless, doors will open
Believe in yourself
Set out your goals
Think about yesterday, today and tomorrow
Keep walking even if hit by blows
Sometimes progress itself is slow
Yet, when it strikes you out of the blue
You will realise that it is indeed true
Doors will open!
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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