True there has been more talk of peace since 1945 than, I should think, at any other time in history. At least we hear more and read more about it because man's words, for good or ill, can now so easily reach the millions.
quote by Lester B. Pearson
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Read My Lips
Words and music: doug johnson, mike reno, neil shilkin
Here you come again, lookin for another thrill
With your lipstick, high heel shoes, lookin like youre
Dressed to kill
Tattoo stuck on you, branded by a chosen few
What short memory, now its time to pay your dues
Dont you hear a word I say?
Just turn your head and look this way
And read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, Im talkin to you
Read my lips
Read my lips, Im tellin you, Im through with you
I know where you go when you need to get some
Bad little actress on a mattress, its seduction
Anything for you
You dont hear a word I say
So turn your head and look this way
And, read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, Im talkin to you
Read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, youre history
Ive been watching what you do
And it doesnt take a fool
To see what weve been through
Oh, gonna turn the page on you
(guitar solo)
You dont hear a word I say
So turn your head and look this way
And read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, Im talkin to you
Read my lips
Read my tips, oh, Im through with you
Read my tips
Read my lips, listen to me, Im talkin to you
Read my lips
Read my lips, listen to me, youre history
Oh yeah, read my lips
I said, read my lips
Read my lips
Just read my lips
song performed by by Loverboy
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Body Talk
I can tell
By the way you stare at me
(talk):
Its deep...real deep
Your minds messed up
Words just dont come easily
(talk):
It should be natural
Your invitation...baby
Turned my head around
Quiet conversation
Language without sound
Body talk...work your body
Everybody let your body talk
Body talk...work your body
Everybody needs some body talk
The guy with me
Hes just a friend of mine
(talk)
Its purely platonic
So if youre tuff enuff
Baby step across the line
(talk)
Girlfriend dont bite
My imagination...baby
Bound to blow my mind
Body talk...work your body
Everybody let your body talk
Body talk...work your body
Everybody needs some body talk
Body talk
I can hear your body talk
Speak to me baby
Body talk
I can hear your body talk
Speak to me baby
Body talk
I can hear your body talk
Body talk
I can hear your body, body, body, body
Talk
I get the picture...baby
Come on over here
Your lips aint moving
But I hear you loud and clear
(chorus out)
song performed by by Donna Summer
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History?
Has history taught us nothing
but tales and ancient lies?
All wrapped up in stories
not told us by the wise?
Told by the vicars who consecrated death
Told by the rulers
with power in their breath.
Passed on in written words
in books the masses read,
never questioned, never disputed
in the minds they lead.
Slanted stories still present
right to our present day.
Foes of peace seen as heroes
in ungodly ways
and as we live the history writers
will pen each blazing act
as benificent for these difficult times,
more fiction than true fact.
So those who follow in our steps
will read our history book
and what they read will be fantasy
with a different look.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Steal The Thunder
Here you come again, lookin' for another thrill
With your lipstick, high heel shoes, lookin' like you're dressed to kill
Tattoo stuck on you, branded by a chosen few
What short memory, now it's time to pay your dues
Don't you hear a word I say? Just turn your head and look this way
And read my lips, read my lips, listen to me, I'm talkin' to you
Read my lips, read my lips, I'm tellin' you, I'm through with you
I know where you go when you need to get some
Bad little actress on a mattress, it's seduction, anything for you
You don't you hear a word I say, so turn your head and look this way
And read my lips, read my lips, listen to me, I'm talkin' to you
Read my lips, read my lips, listen to me, you're history
I've been watching what you do, and it doesn't take a fool
To see what we've been through, oh, gonna turn the page on you
(Solo)
You don't you hear a word I say, so turn your head and look this way
And read my lips, read my lips, listen to me, I'm talkin' to you
Read my lips, read my lips, oh, I'm through with you
Read my lips, oh, read my lips, listen to me, I'm talkin' to you
Read my lips, read my lips, listen to me, you're history
Oh yeah, read my lips, I said, read my lips, read my lips
Just read my lips
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song performed by by Loverboy
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The Peace of Jerusalem
We as Believers are admonished to pray for the peace of Jerusalem,
But how or when, to this troubled city, could true peace ever come?
It has had more bloodshed than any other city in the history of man,
But Jerusalem remains the central focus of The Lord's Eternal Plan.
Dialog with both sides will lead to peace is the world's deduction,
When they say peace and safety they'll only see sudden destruction.
The Arabs talk of peace with Israel, as they desire to destroy them,
And they even talk about making their capital the city of Jerusalem.
True Peace in Israel is not being discussed in any Arab Convention,
But peace my friend will only come through The Lord's intervention.
Israel is seeking peace with her enemies by diplomatic negotiations,
While ignoring God's command not to make a treaty with the nations.
For they need not man in time of need but only for God to intercede,
But again, they lean to others just like Egypt that splintered reed,
Now Christ enthroned in Heaven laughs as the nations plot in vain,
For God's Eternal Plan for His City Jerusalem will remain the same.
Jerusalem has been the capital of Israel for three thousand years,
And through history it's been the focus of Prophets and many seers.
They all pointed to a glorious time, for the greatest to the least,
When Messiah will finally reign on David's Throne to be their Peace.
(Copyright © 07/2002)
I Don't Belive
I read your words knowing what you say you mean
But I don’t believe, I can’t believe not for anything
You ask me this question, I don’t believe
I read the poem, when I look away I can’t see
I wonder why, I can’t figure it out
I touch my face.tear I feel? I don’t believe
Then I ask myself, whats wrong with me a guy I’ve never met
But I love him so? I don’t believe
You don’t believe but I know it’s true
All these things that could harm me.
You might not believe but I know it’s true
So easily this heart been shredded to pieces
How else could I say the things I do?
Just know this one thing
I do love you
But I can’t trust you, plz don’t take this wrong
It’s just my issues,
But I do and I know I shouldn’t
Now I must go for I’m in another time
A time all to myself. but do you believe does anyone believe
For this world is based on our beliefs
so everyone know this especially you
Although I might not believe and you might not believe me..
I do love you
poem by Scarred Unknown
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Physical
I'm saying all the things that I know you like
Making good conversation
I've gotta handle you just right
You know what I mean
I took you to an intimate restaurant
Then to a suggestive movie
There's nothing left to talk about
Unless it's horizontally
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
I've been patient, I've been good
Tried to keep my hands on the table
Oh it's getting hard to hold me back
You know what I mean
I'm sure you understand my point of view
We know each other better
You've gotta know you're bringing out
The animal in me
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
(Physical) I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
(Get physical)
(Do you hear me)
(Mmm, yeah)
(C'mon)
(I know you want me)
(Physical)
Woah, yeah
Physical, physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
I wanna get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
Let's get physical, physical
I wanna get physical
Let's get into physical
Let me hear your body talk, your body talk
Let me hear your body talk
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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Words
Yeats so simply stated
' Words alone are certain good. '
And to the great poet
So highly rated
I try to listen, as I should; Yet
Being an untrained novice
Such as me
With verdant hopes of much improvement
- oh that I would -
I beg to slightly differ with W. B.
And offer here my humble opinion
- if I could -
Good certainly is not words alone,
For without humanity
To read and to write
How would they ever become known?
- For without the good of people
Who of these words would care
Ever to be heard, or even shared?
No, the good does not alone from words arise,
Rather from human beings
Whose entire story
Such words do attempt to comprise.......
- Words written in this time
May even the way
To a distant future find,
But not on their own
And never alone.
For it takes people's
- hand's to write
- eye's to read
- heart and soul to understand
The purpose, and the need.
Let it here be shown
Words alone
Are not the only good,
They need human beings
To give goodness and life
To their reason and meaning
For they are merely the vehicle
By which man's true good
Is found and understood.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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The newspapers
Now-a-days
I don't like to read the newspapers
It's full of bad and sad news:
War, Corruption, Murder
Rape, Robbery, Flattery
Conspiracy, Drug Dealing
Women and Child Trafficking
And so on
I long for breaking good news
But I become disheartened
The politicians and the religious leaders
All talk about peace and world peace
But peace remains a daydream
Alas
Peace is in their words
But greed is in their hearts
poem by Asif Andalib
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Sidewalk Talk
Watch where you walk 'cause the sidewalks talk
And you can't keep a secret from the ground beneath you
Step very lightly on the earth below
Or before you know it everyone will know
Streets were paved with a thousand eyes
And try as you may you can't disguise
There's only two things that you can't hide from
That's you and the ground you're walking on
Chorus:
Watch where you walk, 'cause the sidewalks talk
You better watch what you do, what you do
'cause the sidewalk talk can get carried away
You better watch what you say, what you say
Think when you speak 'cause you gotta 'long the street
They can read what you say so you gotta stay away
From words that sting, words are not true
And the things you say make a fool of you
Little white lies make the sidewalk cry
And you can betray with the things you say
Words won't last when you say 'em too fast
And you've been mislead by the things you've said
(chorus)
Intermediate:
When you're living on the street
Life can be full of misery
Find a place to call your own
Make your heart into a home
You can do it, uh huh
(repeat 3 times)
You can do it
After every word there's a place that heard
Every time your shoe hits the avenue
And when you've gone they'll sing a song
Of the stories you told when you felt so bold
You better think twice when you cross the ice
Everything you do comes back to you
When you're shedding a tear sidewalks will hear
When your laughter's true they'll run with you
(chorus)
(intermediate)
You can do it, uh huh
(repeat 3 times)
You can do it
(repeat 3 times)
(chorus)
Sidewalk talk
(repeat 3 times)
Let me tell ya 'bout sidewalk talk
Sidewalk talk
Sidewalk talk
Sidewalk talk
(repeat)
Watch out for sidewalk talk
Sidewalk talk
Sidewalk talk
Sidewalk talk
Let me tell ya 'bout
Let me tell ya 'bout
Let me tell ya 'bout
Let me tell ya 'bout sidewalk talk
song performed by by Madonna
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More Words
Sometimes words reach out
to help heal wounds.
Sometimes words reach out
just to claw at a feeble soul.
Sometimes words reach out
to seek help.
Sometimes words reach out
to bring life to idleness.
Sometimes words reach out
to expose a lie.
Sometimes words reach out
to undress from its truth.
Sometimes words reach out
for it needs to be spoken.
poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro
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We Talk About
We talk about taxes and the price of gas
and how the time does pass.
We talk about crimes and drug scenes
and wonder about the middle-class.
We talk about food prices out of sight
and wonder what to eat?
We talk about strange weather patterns
and how history does repeat.
We talk about morality being gone
and turn off the news.
We talk about the unemployment rates
and hidden bombs in shoes.
And all the talk, what does it do?
Not a thing that's good for you.
but still we talk about________
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Words & Music
You make me
Think I'm listenin' to a symphony,
You make me
Hear the beauty of your poetry!
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words,
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words.
You make me
Hear the lyric in the harmony,
You make me
Hear the chorus in the melody!
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words,
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words.
I see your face,
And when you walk my way,
The violins
Always start to play,
And when you talk,
I don't care what you say,
It comes out I love you so,
Anyway, you should know
You make me
Think I'm listenin' to a symphony,
You make me
Hear the beauty of your poetry!
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words,
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words.
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words,
You got a good way with music, baby,
Got a good way with words.
song performed by by Don McLean
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I Talk To The Wind
Said the straight man to the late man
Where have you been
Ive been here and Ive been there
And Ive been in between.
I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.
Im on the outside looking inside
What do I see
Much confusion, disillusion
All around me.
You dont possess me
Dont impress me
Just upset my mind
Cant instruct me or conduct me
Just use up my time
I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.
song performed by by King Crimson
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Seeing Things Not There
Our voices are sometimes muted
on seeing things that are not there.
Witnessing events relived from the past
by people no longer here,
hearing voices we cannot explain.
At first, they frighten us,
as we know not what they are
or where they come from.
However, they hold our fascination
at what only we can see and hear.
Millions of moments from the past
cross our path throughout our life.
Some remain invisible except to our ears
and others re-enact a history
in which they were involved.
The less we talk about them,
the less we will understand
why they pay a visit to only us
when millions of others
walk along the same path.
21 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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Fretless
(berry/buck/mills/stipe)
Hes got his work and she comes easy
They each come around when the other is gone
Me, I think I got stuck somewhere in between
I wouldnt confide in the prodigal son
The die has been cast, the battle is won
The bullets were blanks, a double aught gun
I couldnt admit to a minute of fun
(chorus 1)
They come and they come and they come and they come
I accepted with a gentle tongue
No words spoken, no need to speak
Take it, stomp twice, ring the bell
Tether that ring and phrase
Enough with the rifle and talk already
We all know what it means
Take this conversation to your great divide
I can only swallow what I ate
And I dont hate him
And I dont hate her
They come and they come and they come and they come
I accepted with a gentle tongue
No heart broken, no need to speak
(chorus 2)
(dont talk to me)
Dont talk to me about being alone
(dont talk to me)
Dont talk to me about being alone
(dont talk to me)
Dont talk to me about being alone
Reach for each other before you leave
Reach peace with a e-a-c
Dont threaten me with a gentle tease
Dont threaten me with angry
Please, please, please
Dont try to tell me what I am
(repeat chorus 1)
(repeat chorus 2)
(talk to me)
Dont talk to me
(talk to me)
Dont talk to me
(dont talk to me)
Dont talk to me
(dont talk to me)
Dont talk to me about being alone
song performed by by REM
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Talk To My Heart
I found a friend someone to help me
And a place I can be myself when Im in trouble now
Ive lost it and I dont know how
I come to you cause you can show me
Get me back to the me I know with a remedy
Baby I need your therapy
With your healing kiss you know how to make my mind relax
I will listen to the words you say and just lie back
Chorus
Talk to my heart thats where real talkin starts
Words of love that cut straight to my heart
Reach out and touch so few words say so much
I can hear you when you tell it like it is
When you talk straight to my heart
I guess it shows I need attention
Somehow youre asking all the right questions and Ive gotta say
Whats been on my mind these days
And I know you know just how to make my mind react
When its coming straight from you thats my first point of contact
Chorus
Talk to my heart thats where real talkin starts
Words of love that cut straight to my heart
Reach out and touch so few words say so much
I can hear you when you tell it like it is
When you talk straight to my
Im bad at making decisions
But being alone with you just feels so right feels so right
Im losing my inibitions
With every minute I share with you tonight share it with you tonight
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Tina Turner
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At Tahrir The History Always Say His Word
No one read the history well
The ancient history or the modern well
Both has the same warning bell
Once someone sit on the authority chair
He never thinks it can take him to the prison or hell
The warning bell rang so loudly at Tahrir square till
Till the history said his word without any more word to be tell
The same always done but the chair makes everyone deaf
The same is going on to day
The same, all are going in the same way
Marshall took off his official suit right away
To be ready to sit on the chair
Exactly as the last one done after 6 October
The chair always has his magic way
To make every one deaf, blind and can't see the right way
But the Egyptian knew their way
Tahrir is waiting from them tomorrow and every day.
My dear friends i must mention something:
My friend Saadat Tahir invited me to read has last poetry 'Marshal’s Epaulettes At Tahrir Fell '.Once i finished read his expressive words my comment was with one shot those words i wrote up here.
By the way it's the first time i write about Tahrir revolution.Also my friend Tahir is from Pakistan, but the world becamea very small village all our agony is the same any where.
All my thankful and grateful to my friend Tahir.
Marshal’s Epaulettes At Tahrir Fell
Marshal’s epaulettes now traded for suits.
And Itallian shoes for mil-issue boots.
Eyeing with disdain our forgotten roots.
On Cairo’s streets a chance to walk.
With sad Egyptians a smiley talk.
Sad in the heart but steady as a rock.
Never bargained just faces to change.
Far more varied our demands range.
We wish to reverse the faith exchange.
Care not for sons, at Tahrir that fell,
for the hungry millions of Nile’s dell.
And refuse to learn what histories tell.
poem by hosny Soliman
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I Don't Believe 'You' Wrote This!
I am told I have a way with words.
I am encouraged when I hear that said.
I remember listening to my father talk.
And when he would sing...
He would bring a different meaning,
To each word I heard.
And what his singing to them he would bring.
My mother would play the piano.
Thunderous and loud!
And when I walked through the projects...
I would sing to the trees,
I once walked into one...
Humming to the clouds.
I would make up melodies and tunes with words.
Mocking my dad and my mother's love,
For gospel verse she would rehearse.
I didn't think anything really about words I wrote.
Until my sister read a poem of mine.
And I wanted to choke her by the throat!
YES!
She was the first to read something I wrote out loud.
I was embarrassed by that.
Her nosy grown up butt...
Reading my 'stuff' behind my back!
And then she said to me,
'I don't believe 'you' wrote this! '
I must have been 13 years old...
When I started to make my writing public.
I am told I have a way with words.
I am encouraged when I hear that said.
I remember listening to my father talk.
And when he would sing...
He would bring a different meaning,
To each word I heard.
And what his singing to them he would bring.
Each 'thing' I write now...
Is added to a mixed bag offering!
And reflecting how I'm feeling at the time.
I am grateful for this blessing.
It offers a comfort and a peace of mind!
And when someone says they enjoy what I do...
I must be honest with 'you', the reader!
I-do-too!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The poor and the affluent are not communicating because they do not have the same words. When we talk of the millions who are culturally deprived, we refer not to those who do not have access to good libraries and bookstores, or to museums and centers for the performing arts, but those deprived of the words with which everything else is built, the words that opens doors. Children without words are licked before they start. The legion of the young wordless in urban and rural slums, eight to ten years old, do not know the meaning of hundreds of words which most middle-class people assume to be familiar to much younger children. Most of them have never seen their parents read a book or a magazine, or heard words used in other than rudimentary ways related to physical needs and functions. Thus is cultural fallout caused, the vicious circle of ignorance and poverty reinforced and perpetuated. Children deprived of words become school dropouts; dropouts deprived of hope behave delinquently. Amateur censors blame delinquency on reading immoral books and magazines, when in fact, the inability to read anything is the basic trouble.
quote by Peter S. Jennison
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