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I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked.

quote by Allen Ginsberg
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I Should Be Allowed To Think

I saw the best minds of my generation
Destroyed by madness, starving, hysterical
I should be allowed to glue my poster
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to glue my poster
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to think
And I should be allowed to blurt the merest idea
If by random whim, one occurs to me
If necessary, leave paper stains on the grey utility pole
I saw the worst bands of my generation
Applied by magic marker to dry wall
I should be allowed to shoot my mouth off
I should have a call in show
I should be allowed to glue my poster
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to think
And I should be allowed to blurt the merest idea
If by random whim, one occurs to me
If necessary, leave paper stains on the grey utility pole
I am not allowed
To ever come up with a single original thought
I am not allowed
To meet the criminal government agent who oppresses me
I was the worst hope of my generation
Destroyed by madness, starving, hysterical
I should be allowed to share my feelings
I should be allowed to feel
I should be allowed to glue my poster
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to think
I should be allowed to think
And I should be allowed to blurt the merest idea
If by random whim one occurs to me
But sadly, this can never be
I am not allowed to think
I am not allowed to think
I am not allowed to think (I am not allowed to think)
I am not allowed to think (I am not allowed to think)
I am not allowed to think (I am not allowed to think)
I am not allowed to think (I am not allowed to think)

song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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From Generation to Generation

They destroyed themselves,
From jealousy.
And envy took many of them to their graves.

With self inflicting animosities,
They do to others as they wish.
With a hatred of themselves,
Heard on cussed exchanging lips.

Many of them are 'raising' children,
Like neglected pets...
Chained and leashed,
On trashed doorsteps.

Neglect is not understood,
Since many only comprehend handouts.
And living in sleaze like leeches,
Is a quality of life they only know and perceive.

They destroyed themselves,
From jealousy.
And envy took many of them to their graves.
From generation to generation...
Freedom for them is meant to enslave.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just How Hysterical Are You?

I love the renovations made to your home.
I see you have rid yourself of some furnishings.

I never noticed 'that' window there before.
Why do you have it roped off?

'Have you noticed the sign hanging above it? '

CLARITY?

'Yes.
Exactly.
It's off limits.
And only those I deem in their right minds,
Are authorize to go beyond that rope.
To share the vision with me.'

Oh!
How clever.
May I take a look?

'Only those I deem in their right minds,
Are authorize to go beyond that rope.
To share the vision with me.'

I find that hysterical.

'Your secret is safe with me.
However...
Only those I deem in their right minds,
Are authorize to go beyond that rope.
To share the vision with me.'

Okay.
I get the message.

Well...
When will I get an opportunity,
To see what you find so precious.?

'Just how hysterical are you? '

Stop it.
You're scaring me.

'When I discovered 'clarity'...
It was the most frightening thing,
I ever thought I'd see.
I use to fear it myself!
Now...
I keep it as a shrine in my home.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Naked

'my family, my friends, my children, my wife...'
Have you ever tried to strip naked
i mean from body to soul

'my job, my country, my school...'
Have you ever tried to go naked
for the winds to blow and the sun to scotch

'my God, my religion, my pastor/preacher...'
you've got to try being naked
to lay out your thoughts and meet the truth

The world and all it's dwellings could belong
but try going naked for a day
and visit the realms of greatness

This is not madness but sadness
with which i beseech you to strip naked
and find the truth we've all missed

strip naked: put off the cloth of pretense
move out of the darkness of illusion
and come where naked, where the light shines.

poem by Timothy muggaga
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Feeble Dug By Starving Bony Hands

haunting image
of a small tiny
shallow hole
in dug ground

just big enough
to hold naked
body of a dead
baby but a few

months old
feeble dug
by starving
bony hands

of loving
mother
starving
to death

is among
the most
painful
images

my

inner
mind
often
shows

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Do not complicate love

No perfume
Only your breath
No questions ask

Your name, sex, gender
Marital status

We just kiss
Make love
Zipless
Then you go
And I go

Your way my way
No questions no answers

Just a memory to tell the next generation
A lecture on how to love and what love is

Zipless, buttonless, beltless, bottomless
Borderless, timeless, colorless,

To love without measure,
There is simply no measure

Love is openness love is naked
To face the lover naked
Is the best truth each can offer

Your way my way
Your way of loving me
My way of loving you

And we tell the next generation
About a love without a name without a gender
Without a marital status
Without shame without rules

Without sin without law

Because love is openness only to feelings
That we must tell to the next generation

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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They are starving for happiness

They are starving for happiness
Their belly is full of mess
Joy is their food
Without it their dead

Starving all way of hunger
Cry in every saw they looked
Fingers are in cold, shivering
They are starving for happiness

Mind looked in every crying eye
Drops let fall. As they saw
No mistakes done, no wonder
They are starving for happiness

Open hair, all scenes amazing
No soft blow of air, nothing
They can’t survive more
They are starving for happiness

Heart full of sorrows, no glow
Hands red, can’t move long
Lot of hunger, full of blood
They are starving for happiness

poem by Monica kulal
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New Generation

It's a new generation
Telling it the way they feel
(new generation)
It's a new generation
singing it loud and clear
(new generation)
It's a new generation
really know whats happening here.
(new generation)
It's a new generation
looking for a peace of mind
(new generation)
New generation
groovin' it down the line
(new generation)
new generation
groovin' it all the time
(new generation)
take it over
take it over,
sock it to 'em
sock it to 'em,
let 'em have it
let 'em have it,
give it to 'em
give it to 'em (2X)
It's a new generation
Telling it the way they feel
(new generation)
It's a new generation
singing it loud and clear
(new generation)
It's a new generation
really know whats happening here.
(new generation)
It's a new generation
looking for a peace of mind
(generation, new generation)
New generation
groovin' it down the line
(generation, new generation)
new generation
groovin' it all the time
(generation, new generation)
take it over
take it over,
sock it to 'em
sock it to 'em,
let 'em have it
let 'em have it,
give it to 'em
give it to 'em (2X)
new generation
new generation
new generation
its a new generation
new generation
new generation
new generation
new generation

song performed by by Violent Femmes
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Buck Nekkid

Two shots shy of a 40 ounce quart
A hand in the pocket and a hand in the shorts
Shoot me with two and don't be slow
Only got one good way to go
Get naked
Buck naked
Buck naked
It's the only way to go
Twenty six chicks, all tied in a knot
Ain't all good, but it's what we got
Get naked
Buck naked
Let me see you naked
It's the only way to go
Buck buck
I was feelin' so fine
And things were lookin' better
My baby said maybe
And I said I'd let her
Get naked
Buck naked
Let's get naked
It's the only way to go
Get naked
Everybody get naked
Buck naked
It's the onliest way to go
Get naked
Get buck naked, yeah

song performed by by ZZ Top
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Naked Eye

You can come inside
Come into the naked eye
My only world falls in again
I see your face fall in again
Its so dark
I dont know your name
Its so dark
And I dont know your name
Only mirrors lie only mirrors lie now
Only mirrors lie only mirrors lie now
Through the needles eye
Through the needles eye now
Only mirrors lie
Lie lie
You can come inside
Come into the naked eye
Naked
Naked
I feel so high
Going up on the wall
And youre down below me
Look all around look all around now
Look all around look all around now
Only mirrors lie only mirrors lie now
Only mirrors lie only mirrors lie now
Through the needles eye
Through the needles eye now
Only mirrors lie
Lie lie
You can come inside
Come into the naked eye
Naked
Naked
Just wanted a special view
Just me and you
Just just just the two of us
Just two of us
Going up on the wall
Up on the wall
Going up on the wall
Up on the wall
Naked eye naked eye
What do you see
And whats there to learn
Reading your books
Third diagram
Someones in the room down below
Someone someone
Someone below
Insects
Cherries
To the cherries
On the wall
Spider
Lyrics : j kerr music : simple minds (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission

song performed by by Simple Minds
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My generation of the Sixties, with all our great ideals, destroyed liberalism, because of our excesses.

quote by Camille Paglia
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Generation Swine

I dont care now what I do
cause I am just a fool like you
Get my way now everyday,
I take all I can get
Just like you
Just like you
Back in ya face, such a disgrace
Were the generation swine
A rat race from outerspace
Gonna blow your mind
Gotta get away,
Gotta get away
Aggravation
Gotta blow my brains,
Gotta blow my brains
Were the generation
I want more,
Its not enough,
We get our thrills
Right from this stuff
So my minds a sewage sump,
Its smelling bad and out of luck
Just like you back in ya face...
Such a disgrace
Were the generation swine
Gimme no lip, here comes my fist
I dont need it this time
Gettin blown away,
Gettin thrown away
Degeneration
This here songs for you,
The doomed welcome my fools to
The planet boom
Thinkin that Ill grab my space
Gun leave this place right
Now for the zoom
Gimme some space,
Get outta my face,
Were the generation swine
Dont need your lip,
Your ignorance
Were the generation
Always on a run,
Always on a run
New sensation
Wanna go insane,
Gonna go insane
Were the generation swine

song performed by by Motley Crue
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My Generation

[Originally by The Who]
People try to put us d-down Talkin' 'Bout My Generation
just because we get around. Talkin' 'bout my generation
Things they do look awful c-c-cold. Talkin' 'bout my generation
I hope I die before I get old. Talkin' 'bout my generation
This is my generation,
this is my generation, baby.
Why don't you all f-fade away? Talkin' 'bout my generation
Yeah, don't try and dig what we all s-s-say. Talkin' 'bout my generation
I'm not tryin' to cause a big s-s-sensation, Talkin' 'bout my generation
I'm just talkin' 'bout my g-g-g-generation. Talkin' 'bout my generation
It's my generation,
it's my generation, baby.
Why don't you all f-fade away? Talkin' 'bout my generation
Yeah, don't try d-dig what we all s-s-s-s-s-say. Talkin' 'bout my generation
Not tryin' to cause a big sensation, Talkin' 'bout my generation
Just talkin' 'bout my g-generation. Talkin' 'bout my generation
Yeah, my generation,
this is my generation, baby,
generation, generation.
People try to put us d-down Talkin' 'bout my generation
just because we g-g-g-get around. Talkin' 'bout my generation
Things they do look awful c-c-cold. Talkin' 'bout my generation
I hope I die before I get old. Talkin' 'bout my generation
It's my generation,
this is my generation, baby,
ma-ma-my generation.
Talkin' 'bout my generation. Talkin' about
Talkin' 'bout my generation. my generation,
Talkin' 'bout my generation. my generation,
Talkin' 'bout my generation. my generation,
Talkin' 'bout my generation. yes, my generation, baby
Talkin' 'bout my gene

song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Soundtrack To A Generation

The smell of trees. can only be that way. on a sunny day.
Floating through the open window. to the cool inside.
Where we lay side by side. how can anything we feel. ever
Mean so much. as a summer love? how can anything we
Need. ever get in touch. with the meaning of.
A whole life waiting? wishing suddenly. that its going to be
The real thing. or separating. try your luck again. its just
Part of the adventure.
Holy cow. you do it to me now. the soundtrack to a
Generation. oh, wow. youre getting to me now. the
Soundtrack to a generation.
Another tune. before the light has gone. and well be on
Our way. the sounds and smells. will always linger on.
Theyre in my heart today.
We feel so lucky then. the worlds a massive place. but we
Run into each other. just one small happening. an accident
Of fate. or the work of co-conspirators? but if we knew.
What could it do. to help us now?
Holy cow. you do it to me now. the soundtrack to a
Generation. anyhow. just give it to me now. the
Soundtrack to a generation. oh wow. you really got me
Now. the soundtrack to a generation. holy cow. youre
Getting to me now. the soundtrack to a generation.
Years have gone on in between. but all I knew at
Seventeen. is all I know now now. through times of joy and
Suffering. the music flavours everything. thats all I know
Now.
Holy cow. you do it to me now. the soundtrack to a
Generation. oh wow. you really got me now. the
Soundtrack to a generation. anyhow just give it to me
Now. the soundtrack to a generation.
Just give it. youre getting. you do it you really got me now.
The soundtrack to a generation. oh wow. just give it.
Youre getting. you do it.
You really got me now. the soundtrack to a generation.
Oh wow. you really got me now. the soundtrack to a
Generation.

song performed by by Human League
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Madness Is Not My Poem

MADNESS IS NOT MY POEM

Madness is not my poem-
I have lived a life
Striving to remain sane.
Madness is pain and disorder-
Madness is the hurting that does not know its own end-
Madness is screaming and praying for the pain to stop
When the pain does not stop.
Madness is not my poem
I strive against Madness all my life
Sane I am even when sad
Madness is not my poem
Though I will die being afraid
It still might be.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Howl Allen Ginsberg

Howl Allen Ginsberg with Nebuchadnezzar’s
Prideful Madness-Lycanthropic
For this generation’s minds lie bleeding and ravished
in the streets of the libertine-philosophic

Your angel-headed hipsters of darkness marshalling
the hollow-eyed masses to their graves.
Israfel softly sings his damnable odes in the classroom
and o’er the air-waves.

Two hundred million saxes wail false laments
like the butchered-truths of the painter Francis Bacon
But when one prays at the altar of Damien Hirst
(or de Payens) just Who and what has been forsaken?

poem by Daniel Partlow
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Die, Zombie, Die

What is it? What it is. What is it?
Dazzling, yea starving town, starving town, out of the cold, out of the cold
(Die, Die, Die!) Moneyman rumble. Dreamtime maker.
Dressed to kill. Crybaby keeper.
Nature of the madness. Lies very still.
Shadow boxing motions a real believer.
Areal believer. Look here, get it and go, look here.
Seduction in a new new world, seduction. Into the fire
(Die, Die, Die!) Cannibal collision american girl.
Suck in your gut. Unlike before yea, unlike before, if you murder.
Object of desire. Now come and get it. Get it! Come get it! Come.
While I roustabout. Brutalities inflictied. A rush across the room.
While the city sleeps. I want to ask you. What's in store?
Fleshy jaws. Now wait a minute.

song performed by by White Zombie
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Die, Zombie, Die

What is it? what it is. what is it? dazzling, yea starving town, starving town, out of the cold, out of the cold |die, die, die!| moneyman rumble. dreamtime maker. dressed to kill. crybaby keepe
Ture of the madness. lies very still. shadow bo xing motions a real believer. areal believer. look here, get it and go, look here. seduction in a new new world, seduction. into the fire |die, die, die!| cannibal collision american girl. suck in your gut. unlike before yea, unlike before, if you m urder. object of desire. now come and get it. get it! come get it! come. while I roustabout. brutalities inflictied. a rush across the room. while the city sleeps. I want to ask you. whats in store? fleshy jaws. now wait a minute.

song performed by by Rob Zombie
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Words of liberation for my nation

Chains of slavery are still over my people.
Notorious minds still over power innocent minds.
What can free the black child, what can free my nation?
I ask in pain and suffering in the dark jail cells,
What can free me from mental slavery?
How to know right from wrong?
How to think free and build a free society?
The solution is in the words of liberation, the words of wisdom.

I write and recite a revolution, my revolution my poetry.
I do n’t need praises or worship but only recognition and understanding of the people to words of liberation, understanding of poetry.
I stand before you to present poetry,
I stand before you to present the words of liberation to my nation.

Poetry that builds, poetry that destroys.
Poetry that destroyed the impious minds of colonists in Rhodesia.
I speak of poetry that built freedom in South Africa.
When I speak of poetry I mean the true meaning of words.
Words of wisdom,
Words of freedom,
Words of liberation,
Words to free my nation.

The words of liberation to my nation
Words of liberation to free my generation
Poetry-poetry-poetry-poetry-poetry.

poem by zimi Nakeni
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Overflowing

The glass you have in your hand
Overflowing juice
On the white mantel

You laugh at me
I am filled with envy

And then you notice
The mess
Of this overflowing madness

You want to make things
Clean again
You take the excess
And throw them away

You rub it with rags
The stains are there and
You regret
These matters of
What you do not need

I wait
And inside me I too laugh
You could have given things away
Throw them all

If you only ask me
That was what I did when I was young
And too hardheaded

I’ve known what overflowing madness is
Once, twice, thrice
Almost I was destroyed
And I did the throwing before it was dark
And it was not too late
And I had no regrets

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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