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First off, we've had sworn testimony from soldiers and testimony before our staff that wasn't sworn, that said these alarms rarely went off, that they went off after the war in most cases and went off a lot.

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The rule which should guide us in such cases is simple and obvious enough: that the aggregate testimony of our neighbours is subject to the same conditions as the testimony of any one of them.

quote by William Kingdon Clifford
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Sworn To Love

My heart is sworn to love
to another, anothers name
etched into my soul
the night in which we sleep
I hold close their thought
that I may never let them go
my heart is sworn to love
my heart is sworn to them
as beautiful as I could speak
no words shall surfice
to praise more that name
I hold close in each night
it is to such devotion
it is to such thought
I find myself forever sworn
sworn to love

poem by Matthew Holloway
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In trials of fact, by oral testimony, the proper inquiry is not whether is it possible that the testimony may be false, but whether there is sufficient probability that it is true.

quote by Simon Greenleaf
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No testimony is sufficient to establish a miracle, unless the testimony be of such a kind, that its falsehood would be more miraculous than the fact which it endeavors to establish.

quote by David Hume
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There are, in the King case in particular, e names of confidential informants, persons to whom we promised confidentiality in return for their testimony. We have put their testimony in the public domain, but feel that their names should continue to be anonymous.

quote by Louis Stokes
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The Instructor

The instructor,
In front of me and in front of you!
But this is the testimony of your muse,
For the rains came in and washed your items away.

Read by all for all and,
Seen by all! !
And like a voice in the wilderness!
But revealed in the bosom is your sweet muse,
And like the testimony of your love in the land of joy!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The world is not dialectical - it is sworn to extremes, not to equilibrium, sworn to radical antagonism, not to reconciliation or synthesis. This is also the principle of evil.

quote by Jean Baudrillard
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This Life

I have sworn that I shall try to keep
all the things that don’t make me weep
foremost in my daily excursions
and in the folly of my diversions.

For to weep at all of misfortunes and woes
is to spend my life in doubt,
never to fully enjoy life’s gifts
and find myself without

all the things I came here for,
granted by my birth.
the bounteous gifts that I do own
and all that they are worth.

I have sworn to take in stride
whom I’ve become and shun all pride.
As I walk each step in front of me
I will do my best in repartee.

For to stay silent and keep within
is to always lose and never win
I’d succumb to loneliness and sorrow
and sit and wait for an endless tomorrow.

And those tomorrows may never appear.
I may only have today.
So all I have sworn is what I will do,
no matter come what may.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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I Have Sworn

I have sworn that I shall try to keep
all the things that don’t make me weep
foremost in my daily excursions
and in the folly of my diversions.

For to weep at all of misfortunes and woes
is to spend my life in doubt,
never to fully enjoy life’s gifts
and find myself without

all the things I came here for,
granted by my birth.
the bounteous gifts that I do own
and all that they are worth.

I have sworn to take in stride
whom I’ve become and shun all pride.
As I walk each step in front of me
I will do my best in repartee.

For to stay silent and keep within
is to always lose and never win
I’d succumb to loneliness and sorrow
and sit and wait for an endless tomorrow.

And those tomorrows may never appear.
I may only have today.
So all I have sworn is what I will do,
no matter come what may.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Verwoerd is Black

This poem is pregnant
with the black bloodshed of 1976.
This poem is constipated
with slavery of the poor.
This poem is the titanic of people’s hopes
sinking in the freezing ocean of democracy.
This poem is the enemy of the state,
‘cause, this poem bears testimony.
Don’t you know?
Verwoerd is black.

This poem is a hook that fishes
odd deeds buried behind black faces.
This poem is a mirror
that reflects odd unknown images
of stinking rich black men.
This poem is the voice of the angry dead.
This poem is a hammer to nail
in the brain of greedy politicians.
This poem is a database
of all black leaders.
This poem bears testimony.
Don’t you know?
Verwoerd is black.

This poem is for you
black man who spits
at the sight of a white man.
This poem is for you
white man who owns a savaged land
full of secret mass graves.
This poem is for you
black and white who hug and kiss
to please Madiba.
This poem is for you
the poor, who sing:
freedom has finally come.
This poem is for you, who know no truth,
‘cause, this poem bears testimony.
Don’t you know?
Verwoerd is black.

This poem is for you
my brother & sister who have lost taste
of your mother-tongue
in the multiracial Model C schools.
This poem is for you
black mama, who has configured her black being
‘cause black is barbaric.
This poem is the anger of hunger.
This poem is for the unemployed voters
who find solace in booze, sex & crime.
This poem bears testimony.
Don’t you know?
Verwoerd is black.

poem by Mpho Ramaano
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Destiny of the heart

Destiny of the heart
~
maybe I am sworn
to love you eternal
my thoughts fill
a future with you
they return constant
to your picture
forever beautiful
forever bound
to my innermost soul
perhaps fate decided
or chance prevailed
however it stands
my heart is taken
sworn only to you
a love eternal

poem by Matthew Holloway
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Dreamers

Soldiers are citizens of death's gray land,
Drawing no dividend from time's to-morrows.
In the great hour of destiny they stand,
Each with his feuds, and jealousies, and sorrows.
Soldiers are sworn to action; they must win
Some flaming, fatal climax with their lives.
Soldiers are dreamers; when the guns begin
They think of firelit homes, clean beds, and wives.

I see them in foul dug-outs, gnawed by rats,
And in the ruined trenches, lashed with rain,
Dreaming of things they did with balls and bats,
And mocked by hopeless longing to regain
Bank-holidays, and picture shows, and spats,
And going to the office in the train.

poem by Siegfried Sassoon
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The Dreamers

Soldiers are citizens of death's gray land,
Drawing no dividend from time's to-morrows.
In the great hour of destiny they stand,
Each with his feuds, and jealousies, and sorrows.
Soldiers are sworn to action; they must win
Some flaming, fatal climax with their lives.
Soldiers are dreamers; when the guns begin
They think of firelit homes, clean beds, and wives.

I see them in foul dug-outs, gnawed by rats,
And in the ruined trenches, lashed with rain,
Dreaming of things they did with balls and bats,
And mocked by hopeless longing to regain
Bank-holidays, and picture shows, and spats,
And going to the office in the train.

poem by Siegfried Sassoon
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Chris Benoit

From grace to grass
And so he fell
From hero's palace
to never ending hell
Rest your soul now
Because you're there to tell
Heaven is blessed
Because now they have the best
Hell is now damned
because they can feel your wrath
Rest your soul now beautiful one
because the bell has rang
Rest your soul now beautiful one
because it's time to fight
Rest your soul now beautiful one
because it's time for angel's smile
Rest your soul now beautiful one
because it's time for hell to cry
It's a testimony of what you can do
at the ringing of the bell
It's the testimony of what you can do
because you are the best.

poem by Olufunmbi Aransiola
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Sworn to Groove

I'm sworn...
To groove.
And to pat my feet.
To a beat repeating.

Sworn to groove.
And to funk!
To stomp with a-jumpin'.

I'm...
Ssssworn to groove.
And to sweat in heat...
Releasing fever deep.
That's got me rockin'
To get out-of-my-seat!

Oh...
Sworn to groove.
Feel the rhythm meant,
Not-for-skimpy-limpers'!

Or for wimps,
Who can not be convinced...
To move.

I'm
Ssssworn to groove.
Oh oh
And everyday,
I anticipate it.
Not a moment...
Do-I-waste.
Or contemplate a milli-second,
Sitting back to wait.
And I see people...
Keep their booties up to pace.
Hoping what their mamas gave them,
Doesn't ache to break.

Oh...
Sworn to groove.
Feel the rhythm meant,
That's not-for-skimpy-limpers'!
And to sweat in heat...
Releasing fever deep.
And to pat my feet.
To a beat repeating.

I've been ssssworn to groove.
Oh oh!

And everyday,
I anticipate it.
Not a moment...
Do-I-waste.

Or contemplate a milli-second,
Sitting back to wait,
For you!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ex-lovers Met In FB

Their love was once sworn
In churches and on trees
Their names were written
Yet quickly forgotten

Earlier in life, she left
To California to be exact
Arrive in SF
At no place to start

Thereafter two decades
Of mailmen just passing by
She married first
While he waits her prize

Now FB reign its purpose
Connecting those who were lost
Friends of friends come enforce
They found each other at no cost

Unfinished book re-opens
Of their love sworn once
By saying hello instead
He wrote: "How are you my love? "

poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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“Where have all the soldiers gone? Gone to graveyards every one”

I read the entry line above your poem
and know that true soldiers live on
sometimes as legends of a place and time,

sometimes as testimony of the effect of war,
witnesses to brutality
and seekers of peace.

The honest truth is that men die
in their hearts with every shot
that they take,

become something else
like a well trained machine
primed to destroy

and something else takes capacity
when bullets whistle past
and each moment can be your last.

[Reference: Oologsduet by Mandi Engelbrecht.]

poem by Gert Strydom
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Testimony gives something to be interpreted.

quote by Paul Ricoeur
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I'm convinced from what I know of Vernon Bundy that his testimony was truthful.

quote by Jim Garrison
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A Legend Reborn

Youve been fighting for much to long
You saw the future and what to come
Restless spirits out on the run,
Among the shadows of the sun
You are the rising resistance now
Weve come to show you a way somehow
Beyond the past and in secrecy,
We found it all, but we want more
We come from the age of chivalry
Metal machines, unchained and free
We are hear for you to see
Flying on wings of steel, thundering, we are breaking the seal
Fighting for the oath we sworn, to spread the word of a legend reborn
Moving silent like a gentle breeze
Were the troops of metal and we do as we please
We are the restless, we are the wild,
Burning hearts that never die
We are going against the tide
The hammer has fallen, a thorn in your side
Break the silence or take the fall
The mighty templars will take it all
Welcome the age of chivalry,
Were we all will be set free
Its the time for you and me
Flying on wings of steel, thundering, we are breaking the seal
Fighting for the oath we sworn, to spread the word of a legend reborn
Sons and brothers fight or fall
With our sisters and daughters
Were standing one for all
Flying on wings of steel, thundering, we are breaking the seal
Fighting for the oath we sworn, to spread the word of a legend reborn
Flying on wings of steel, thundering, we are breaking the seal
Fighting for the oath we sworn, to spread the word of a legend reborn

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