When war is declared, truth is the first casualty.
quote by Arthur Ponsonby
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How Many Lies ?
Once there were times,
Once there were reasons filled with rhymes,
Everything shared, everything told
You keep me so warm,
Protect me from all those mighty storms
And dreams seem so old
So look at us now, just look at us now,
With our hands on our hearts
And lines on our brow
How many lies must we tell?
How many lies must we see?
How many times must we say, its for the best?
And leave truth as the casualty?
Do you read through the lines,
Or believe the tv and the times?
Where can we find more ways to see?
You strain on the truth,
And make believe all when you cry wolf,
And the lies youre giving me
So look at us now, just look at us now,
With our hands on our hearts
And lines on our brow
How many lies must we tell?
How many lies must we see?
How many times must we say, its for the best?
And leave truth as the casualty?
Oh, well the truth is hard,
So when they write the book,
Fictions what you wanna be
Well, its your freedom of choice,
But you know that lies, are the cancer of democracy
Youve painted your face,
And now youve tainted your words
And now youre ready and armed with love
Well if youre head is steady,
And your soul is ready,
Were going up above
So whatever you wanna be,
Just come on along with me,
If theres truth in our hearts,
Maybe we can break free
How many lies must we tell?
How many lies must we see?
How many times must we say, its for the best?
And leave truth as the casualty?
How many lies must we tell?
How many lies must we see?
How many times must we say, its for the best?
And leave truth as the casualty?
How many times must we say, its for the best?
And leave nothing, yeah
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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Casualty of abuse
I was a casualty of abuse.
I was a victim of rape.
I was hurt more than once.
God I hate you I hate you all.
All you said is it was a game.
The only one who had the fun was you.
I know what its like to hate.
Becuase I sure as hell hate you.
I try not to be that casualty any more.
Only try as I might.
Defeated I fall.
Its hard to forget and move on.
When justice was not done.
When I see and hear you all the time.
I will forever remain a casualty of abuse.
Like a casualty of war.
I will always be broken.
And pain will always engulf my hart.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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For the sake of the troops, for the love of the troops, we must not add yet another casualty to this war. We must not let truth be a casualty of this war.
quote by Barbara Boxer
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It's often been observed that the first casualty of war is the truth. But that's a lie, too, in its way. The reality is that, for most wars to begin, the truth has to have been sacrificed a long time in advance.
quote by L. Neil Smith
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They keep telling us that in war truth is the first casualty, which is nonsense since it implies that in times of peace truth stays out of the sick bay or the graveyard.
quote by Alexander Cockburn
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The first casualty when war comes is truth.
quote by Hiram Johnson
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The first casualty when war comes is truth.
quote by Hiram Johnson (1917)
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Casualty
(bliss)
Driving home I was miles away
When I thought that I saw your face
Late at night, a lightning flash
Put reality in its place
I never saw the warning signs
til it was too late
Im a casualty
A victim of my own circumstance
A casualty a hopeless case
That never stood a chance at all
I never knew what hit me
Like somebody put out the light
I was going crazy
Couldnt tell if it was day or night
I must have lost direction
A simple hit and run
Chorus
Out of control on a one way street
Feeling myself beginning to slide
Out of my head too blind to see
That you were there just for the ride
Living this life in tragedy
Why did this happen to me
Chorus
I never stood a chance
Im a casualty x3
song performed by by Hollies
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Elysium
Elysium
Elysium, is everyone chipping at your cordiality?
Elysium, you stand ice-bound to the windy casualty
Elysium, is everyone nagging at your reason to believe?
Elysium, you stare down from a mound with such hostility
You said to me now wipe you eyes
Relax your hand and come inside
Lift back your head and swallow your pride
Don't be ashamed in me confide
I've seen you pretend
The happy go lucky
Everything's funky
But in the end
Your manic obsession
Turns to depression
Elysium, is everyone chipping at your cordiality?
Elysium, you stand ice-bound to the windy casualty
Stand back and watch the bright spark fly
To catch a glimpse, don't blink an eye
The touch paper wrapped round your soul
Has been lit, let's go with the flow
Unwrap the gift-box {indecipherable
{indecipherable in your heart and torment in your soul
Eyeballs register overload
Time to wake up, time to break up
Get back in your box
Elysium, is everyone tugging at your idea to be free?
Elysium, to cry out, for you sensibility
Elysium, is everyone chipping at your cordiality?
Elysium, you stand ice-bound to the windy casualty
To the windy casualty
To the windy casualty...
song performed by by Madness
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War Of Casualty
War of Casualty, casualty of war
War of insanity, insanity of war
War of reality, reality of war
Take them down
Down they take
No surrender
Surrender takes
Cuts won’t heal
Heals wont hurt
poem by Alice Anne Gordon
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I'll Return
I am dreaming to return from war
During which I was born and brought up
At impoverished ruined soil
Under rain of tears drop-out
But the tyrant’s not buried yet
That declared war on this soil
And there seems to be no plug or end
To this war.
I am not going to presage
I am aware I’ll return to stage
Maybe in some another age
Not at fool’s cage but land of genius
Being a battle casualty
I’ll rise from grave and will sing
At very first day that we’ll celebrate
Returning from the war.
But when battle sometimes slackens off
At clock-hour halt, but not in line
About peace and about love
I compose, sing and write
The opponents heave sigh of relief
And my friends just say “It’ a jolt…”
All of them misjudge me by their own belief
It’s clock-hour halt
Just halt.
Tomorrow I’ll show my rampage
I am aware I’ll return to stage
Maybe in some another age
Not at fool’s cage but land of genius
Being a battle casualty
I’ll rise from grave and will sing
At very first day that we’ll celebrate
Returning from the war.
I’ll return from the war
I’ll return
song, lyrics by Igor Talkov, translated by Victor Sklyarov
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poem by David Keig
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(V - 2009) The Truth of the Truth
The Sages and Seers
That be and have been
Cannot have seen
The truth of the Truth!
What they see as Truth
Is Truth merely
It’s not really
The truth of the Truth!
The Ultimate Truth
Cannot be known
We aren’t that grown –
The truth of the Truth!
We’re part of the Truth
We’re trying to see
We’re yet so tiny –
The truth of the Truth!
Though hard and great
The pains we give
We cannot outlive
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to you once
Remains not the same
So changing the game –
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to a man
Is not Truth to all
That’s what we call
The truth of the Truth!
These thoughts as I pen
It’s Truth to me
It’s to me only
The truth of the Truth!
The dead citizen
A man went to get his identity document
and for a passport at the same time
and was found by the Department of Home Affairs
to be dead and buried
and they did not care that he was still living
and instead declared him deceased and past away
His accounts at the bank were frozen
as part of the estate
of a person deceased
and he couldn’t leave the country
or renew his driver’s license
and draw any money
and he was declared to be deceased and past away.
He went to the head office
of that great State Department
and declared his problem with them
and they were amused
that the dead citizen
had risen again,
but he was still a living man
with substance and form
and not a ghost
that had stepped from the grave
and he was declared to be deceased and past away.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Nashville Casualty & Life
In faded gabardine he used to stand
Down by the union station with that ol hat in his hand.
A banjo-pickin devil, a singin rag-time saint.
The young folks called him beautiful, the old folks called him quaint.
And the station-master pointed to the sign
And they busted him for loiterin when he was makin memories rhyme.
Out in the falling snow hed sing his song
To a world too cold to listen and too white to sing along.
Just a nashville casualty and life
Done left him without a dime.
Ever since the good lord took his wife
Youll find him strummin on the corner all the time.
And most of music city never the saw the world within the song
Of a nashville casualty and life goes on.
In the attic sets a dusty hat and cane
And the kids they found a banjo there all rusted from the rain.
I strummed a little rusty rag-time beat
And I sang for every soul out on the street.
I could almost see him standin in the rain
His black and blinded face reflectin all the pain
Of all the years and people passin by
And all the ringin memories that can make a banjo cry.
Just a nashville casualty and life
Its a riff thats hell to play.
You sings for your livin in the street
And you sleeps in the back of some caf
And most of music city never sees the world within the song
Of a nashville casualty and life goes on.
song performed by by Kinky Friedman, lyrics by Kinky Friedman
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Martial Law
Ive declared a truce, so stop your fighting
The marshall is in town
I wont put up with no big mouth yapping
At least not while Im around
This is my friend ace, hes from the 8th precinct
Nothing goes on that he dont know
And weve been send cause your arguments
Have been going on for too long
And before one of you hurts the other one of you
Im declaring martial law
I came, I saw, I declared martial law
Im the marshall in the city
The jails are filled with people like you
You oughta listen to your diddy-wah-diddy
Whats a girl like you doing with that lamp
You better drop it down on the floor
And son, that isnt very smart
Kicking a hole in that door
Hey, ace will you take a look at this place
And get those neighbors out of the hall
Im declaring martial law
I came, I saw, I declared martial law
cause Im the marshall in the city
And if you stand away, Ive got something to say
That I might even help you
Keep your hands to yourself and keep your big mouth shut
Dont you touch nobody with hate-hate-hate-hate
And if all youve got is poison in your mouth
Make sure that you dont speak
Its 3:30 in the early morning
Dont punch, dont scratch, dont bite
Try not to take the garbage of the day
Any place but outside
Now me and mr. ace are gonna leave this place
And this fightings gonna end
And if were called back, Im gonna knock you flat
And stack you end to end
Ah, I came, I saw, I declared martial law
Im the marshall in the city
I came, I saw, I declared martial law
Im the marshall in the city, ooohhh
I came, I saw, I declared martial law
Im the marshall in the city
I came, I saw, I declared martial law
cause Im the marshall in the city
song performed by by Lou Reed
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The Honest Truth
the truth is i love you
the truth is i always dream of you at night
the truth is i do my best to hide it from you
the truth is the future is blank without you
the truth is i am hurting
the truth is i am scared
i am scared how i pretend in front of everyone
the truth is a cannot tell anyone of this
the truth is i cannot even tell you
then it starts to hurt even more
the truth is i'm scared to tell you
the truth is you might be scared to break her heart
the truth is i'm scared you might love me too
the truth is i am not happy
the truth is i don't feel the love i want
the truth is i want to be loved by you only
the truth is you're too blind to see
the truth is you might not believe me if i told you
the truth is you might be scared of it
the truth is the emotional distance kills me
the truth is being close to you makes it worse
should i tell you this truth?
would you believe this truth?
the truth....the truth....the truth...
i'm the only one who knows the
and this truth hurts
because the truth is i love you
the truth is i love you
the truth is i still love you....
03 August 2010
poem by Neo Patricia Monamodi
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Double Rainbow
Double rainbow!
The details, the muse, the act, the art, the colours! !
Seen up in the sky with the image of Yisrayl Hawkins;
For, He is the Chosen One as the Branch,
To represent the Laws and the Prophets!
And, the Truth of Father Yahweh is always declared by Him.
The signs in the sky! !
Look up high to know the truth;
For, these signs are only given to the chosen few among the lot!
Signs and wonders,
Loook up high into the clouds! !
For, this world is now closing up;
And, we all need the truth from the One Chosen to lead us!
For, He is the Only One sent as the Branch with the Light.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Our government declared that it is conducting some kind of great reforms. In reality, no real reforms were begun and no one at any point has declared a coherent programme.
quote by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
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