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At times like that it's difficult to remember what's at stake, that history is in the making. As a player you feel so cut off sometimes, it can be tough... Which is why it is an enormous advantage to play at home.

quote by Michel Patini
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In The Grips Of Tough Times

In the grips of tough times,
It's hard to hold back...
From gritting on teeth.
It's even more difficult to be real nice...
To someone seeing life,
Sugared and spiced.

In the grips of tough times,
Childish minds can much annoy.
And giving this attention can cause a big riff,
When an immaturity is involved in it.

In the grips of tough times,
It takes a lot to find peace of mind.
But if it means leaving petty scenes,
Don't waste a dime or the time leaving this behind.

In the grips of tough times,
It's hard to hold back...
From gritting on teeth.
It's even more difficult to be real nice...
To someone seeing life,
Sugared and spiced.

In the grips of tough times,
Don't be seduced to play the fool somebody uses.
No!
In the grips of tough times,
Don't be seduced to play the fool somebody uses.
No!
In the grips of tough times,
Don't be seduced to play the fool somebody uses.
Don't be seduced to play the fool somebody uses.
No!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Black History Month

In January...
There they are making history.
In February...
There they are making history.
In March...
There they are making history.
In April...
There they are making history.
In May...
There they are making history.
In June...
There they are making history.
In July...
There they are making history.
In August...
There they are making history.
In September...
There they are making history.
In October...
There they are making history.
In November...
There they are making history.
In December...
There they are making history.

But...
It's nice to know
The shortest month of the year
Was chosen to celebrate
The great deeds of African-Americans!
However...
It is those LEAP YEARS,
That really have the blacks jumping for joy!

Note: 'Black History Month' along with other
works of interest can be found in...

*'MindPrints from Untouched Places-VOL I'*
~Now available online at a PC near you~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Daydream

La, la, la, la, yeah
La, la, la la
I could have been the one you noticed
I could have been all over you
I could have been like all the others
Is that what I'm supposed to do?
It would have been really stupid
If I would have went home with you
To give you everything you wanted
It would've been way too soon
I try to be sensitive
I try to be tough
I try to walk away
I try to be innocent
I try to be rough
But I just wanna play-y
You're my daydream
And I've been thinking about you late-ly
And everytime I look at you I can't explain
I feel insane
I can't get away
You're my daydream
And you know, and you know, and you know, and you know
You're making me insane
And you know, and you know, and you know, and you know
You're doing it again
And you know, and you know, and you know, and you know
You're making me insane
And you know, and you know, and you know, and you know
You're doing it again...

song performed by by Avril Lavigne
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Difficulties with women

It’s difficult to dress a woman

According to her wish,

It’s easier to undress a woman

Against her wish.

It’s difficult to argue with a woman

Because she is always right,

It’s easier to agree with her

Without any fight.

It’s difficult to find the words

A woman would like to hear,

It’s easier to keep silent

If you want to be her dear.

It’s difficult to guess her mood

So that to be understood,

It’s easier to tell her a funny story

And once more to say: sorry.

It’s difficult to explain

How much you miss her

It’s easier to give her a kiss

For her to remember you and miss.

It’s difficult to remember

All woman’s wishes and dates,

It’s easier to make a fete

She could enjoy every day.

It’s difficult to stand

When a woman cries,

It’s easier to listen

When she tells you lies.

It’s difficult to pretend

When you don’t love a woman

It’s easier to play a fool.

To play games without any rule.

There are many difficulties

You can find with women

But I would say without a doubt:

There is always the way out.

Anyone can add much more

To the words I’ve said above

If you have life experience

And know the science of love.

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Nickels And Dimes And Love

Remember when pocket change was all we had
And all those calls from the corner phonebooth
Collect to Mom and Dad
And that old worn out couch we called our bed
When our cuisine was pork and beans
Baloney and day old bread
Remember that damn old car that kept breaking down
And all the times it left me stranded
Thumbing all over town
And that old weekly paycheck
Just never stretched enough
Back in the times of nickels and dimes and love
Together we sure made some dreams come true
Sometimes it wasn't easy
But somehow we made it through
And when I get to thinking times are tough
I remember the times
Of nickels and dimes and love
Oh those good old times
Of nickels and dimes and love
Remember digging through your old purses in hopes we'd get
Enough change for an RC cola or a pack of cigarettes
Now we've got almost everything
That we were dreaming of
Back in the times
Of nickels and dimes and love
Together we sure made some dreams come true
Sometimes it wasn't easy
But somehow we made it through
And when I get to thinking times are tough
I remember the times
Of nickels and dimes and love
Oh those good old times
Of nickels and dimes and love
Do you remember those times
Of nickels and dimes and love

song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Nickels & Dimes & Love

(johnny macrae/steve clark)
Remember when pocket change was all we had
And all those calls from the corner phonebooth
Collect to mom and dad
And that old worn out couch we called our bed
When our cuisine was pork and beans
Baloney and day old bread
Remember that damn old car that kept breaking down
And all the times it left me stranded
Thumbing all over town
And that old weekly paycheck
Just never stretched enough
Back in the times of nickels and dimes and love
Together we sure made some dreams come true
Sometimes it wasnt easy
But somehow we made it through
And when I get to thinking times are tough
I remember the times
Of nickels and dimes and love
Oh those good old times
Of nickels and dimes and love
Remember digging through your old purses in hopes wed get
Enough change for an rc cola or a pack of cigarettes
Now weve got almost everything
That we were dreaming of
Back in the times
Of nickels and dimes and love
Together we sure made some dreams come true
Sometimes it wasnt easy
But somehow we made it through
And when I get to thinking times are tough
I remember the times
Of nickels and dimes and love
Oh those good old times
Of nickels and dimes and love
Do you remember those times
Of nickels and dimes and love

song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Stake Stake Stake

Stake, stake, stake,
on the green felt fabric thrown, -
the croupiers, awake,
the players, weary, grown.

O well for the novice who
can cash in lucky play,
O ill for the gambler too,
rash not to end his stay

as the golden chips go on
back to stack within the till, -
but O for the touch of a vanish’d hand,
and woe for the crushing bill!

Stake, stake, stake,
while a camera all can see,
records both banks which break,
and counts accounts’ red plea!

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Play This Game

I could be jealous and grasping with greed
I could pretend that I want something I dont need
These are the things that go through my head
But then, I could be an angel disguised as a man
I could be the sun that shines in the midnight land
If you would only stand in my corner
Give that advantage to me
Dont you feel something?
You know what Im thinking but
I cant set it free
We must
Play this game, take the prize
But not before you realize
That win or lose, its all the same
Then maybe we can play this game
I cant remember the reason Im here
Sometimes it seems like its all out of habit or fear
Sometimes I wish I could just go to sleep
But then, Ill have a dream with a beautiful end
Ill wake up and feel alive, then Im off again
If I could only keep your connection
Give me whatever remains
Then I might win you total liberation
But I cant break these chains
We must
Play this game
Lets pretend that we could never reach the end
For it would be a crying shame
If we cant learn to play this game
Stand in my corner
Give that advantage to me
Stand in my corner
Pull down a message with me
The answer that evades our brains
We only think were wearing chains

song performed by by Utopia
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The History Teacher

Woman!

Where exactly
Did you put me
In the women's history?

Am I History?
Or a part of it?

And for how long you are lacking me in;
Between
Your History,
Women's History, and
Your archives?

Does time make sense to you
As a History teacher or
As a History professor?

Cause', History, buying time, and rejuvenation
Are for emperors.

Are you making me
An emperor?

Or a Faeroe?
If so,
How precise your are?

And if you can't feel my present presence
how possibility could you feel me through your archives?

poem by Atef Ayadi
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Sometimes

Sometimes..
I wish I would have met you in a different time, a different place
Sometimes..
I wish you really knew how I felt
Sometimes..
I wish you could just read my mind
Sometimes..
I wish things were different
Sometimes..
I wish I had told you how I feel
Sometimes..
I wish I had let you in
Sometimes..
I wish you could feel how I feel
Sometimes..
I wish you had tried harder
Sometimes..
I wish you wouldn't have given up
Sometimes..
I wish you would just be straight with me
Sometimes..
I wish we had a different method of communication
Sometimes..
I misunderstand what you are trying to say
Sometimes..
I over react
Sometimes..
I am so utterly confused
Sometimes..
I'm so frustrated with you
Sometimes
I wish you didn't mean as much to me as you do
Sometimes
I wonder what my life would be like
If I had never met you..
Because
Difficult as it is my friend,
I hope we can remain
Good friends
Sometimes
I wonder if it means as much to you
Sometimes
I push you away
Sometimes
I wish we could just fight
Sometimes
I wonder what making up would be like with you
Sometimes
Your methods of communication or the lack there of
Leave me alone with my thoughts
And, that's just not good
Sometimes
Sometimes
I'm amazed by you
Sometimes
I'm glad it's you
Sometimes
A lot of the time
I can't help myself
I think of you
Sometimes
I write poems, like this
Sometimes
I think you know
Sometimes
I wish..
It's just
Sometimes
Many times
I wish you wouldn't hold your self back
Many times
I wish you would say...something
Many times
I wish I could go back in time
Many times
I wish I would have said yes for all the times I said I couldn't
Many times
I wish you would just make me
Tell you
What you already know
Some times I wish you knew
How many times a day
I think of you.

poem by Rabia Minhas
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Belly and Thighs Need Not to Collide

I witnessed those buns run.
I remember the times,
That wouldn't be done.
And when they rolled,
It wasn't any fun.
Enormous they were.
And they stunned.

I witnessed those buns run.
I remember the times,
That wouldn't be done.
And when they rolled,
It wasn't any fun.
Enormous they were.
And they stunned.

Determination with a haste takes priority.
When a load begins to slow and start to show.

A belly and thighs need not to collide.
With a butt that grows and grows.
One's heart begins to know it,
Once attention is bestowed.

And eyes of passersby are frozen.
Staring with open mouths,
Hard to close!

I witnessed those buns run.
I remember the times,
That wouldn't be done.
And when they rolled,
It wasn't any fun.
Enormous they were.
And they stunned.

A belly and thighs need not to collide.
With a butt that grows and grows.
One's heart begins to know it,
Once attention is bestowed.
And one who carries fat,
Can dropp it off their back!
To allow others walking on the sidewalk to pass.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tough times don't last, tough people do, remember?

quote by Gregory Peck
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Move In

Move in, move in
Move in, watch me move in
Invite me to a party
Hang some colour on the walls
It makes me feel like eighteen
Im gonna change things for us all
Sooner or later the music goes
I see a trace of sweat on your face
Move in, move in
Remember now the times we had
Move in, watch me move in
Remember now the times we had
Our worlds turned round but thats okay
Yet, things still look the same
People dancing so much
Keep it pushing come what may
Sooner or later the music goes
I see a trace of sweat on your face
Move in, move in
Remember now the times we had
Move in, watch me move in
Remember now the times we had
I see the lights are low now
But still the faces glow
A year thats full of zeros
Yet who knows what that holds
Sooner or later the music goes
I see a trace of sweat on your face
Move in, move in
Remember now the times we had
Move in, watch me move in
Remember now the times we had
Move in, move in
Remember now the times we had
Move in, watch me move in
Remember now the times we had
Move in, move in
Remember now the times we had
Move in, watch me move in
Remember now the times we had
Lead on
Oh the music goes
And I feel it pushing on, baby
I feel its pushing
Push against me
Please, stop
I feel the music
Inside me

song performed by by Texas
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You Ain't So Tough

What in the world did I do
to deserve you
I don't understand why you
treat me that way
You knew you were everything
I ever wanted
You had your own ways of making me pay

Then you took it just a little too far
Now I see you for what you are
I don't need the heartache anymore

Loving you was an endless fight
I was wrong and you were always right
But look what happened when I called
your bluff
When the truth comes out
you ain't so tough

You turned me into an emotional prisoner
You hit me with words that cut to the bone
Then you kissed me and made me believe that
I needed you
And think I could never survive on my own

Never thought that I would break away
Now I see right through your power play
And I don't feel so helpless after all

Loving you was an endless fight
I was wrong and you were always right
But look what happened when I called
your bluff
When the truth comes out
you ain't so tough

You took me too far to forgive it
That was your last mistake
That was your last mistake

Loving you was an endless fight
I was wrong and you were always right
But look what happened when I called
your bluff
When the truth comes out
you ain't so tough

You take it all but you don't give back
You feel strong when the odds are stacked
But there comes a time when enough's enough
When the truth comes out you ain't so tough

You ain't so tough

song performed by by Heart from Bad Animals
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Street Player

Ill never forget those aimless years
Street sounds swirling through my mind
Trouble was often in the air
So we fought to forget our despair
Im a street player
And Ill play you a song
cause you know, my heart & soul
Will carry, carry on
Carry on
Carry on
Carry on
City lifes the only way
Street corners and billiard halls was our home away
Lessons learned still help me today
Im a street player
Ive seen it all
Hitmen, thieves and many a brawl
But as you see I still stand tall
It was such a small space in time
I never knew that I would find
A musical path for all to see
Anxiety into ecstacy
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Ive seen it all
Hitmen, thieves and many a brawl
But as you see I still stand tall
It was such a small space in time
I never knew that I would find
A musical path for all to see
Anxiety into ecstacy
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player

song performed by by Chicago
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Remember The Time

Do you remember
When we fell in love
We were young
And innocent then
Do you remember
How it all began
It just seemed like heaven
So why did it end?
Do you remember
Back in the fall
Wed be together
All day long
Do you remember
Us holding hands
In each others eyes
Wed stare
(tell me)
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
When we first met
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
Do you remember
How we used to talk
(ya know)
Wed stay on the phone
At night till dawn
Do you remember
All the things we said like
I love you so
Ill never let you go
Do you remember
Back in the spring
Every morning birds would sing
Do you remember
Those special times
Theyll just go on and on
In the back of my mind
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
When we first met girl
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
Those sweet memories
Will always be dear to me
And girl no matter what was said
I will never forget what we had
Now baby
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
When we first met
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
When we first met
Do you remember the time
When we fell in love
Do you remember the time
Remember the times
Ooh
Remember the times
Do you remember girl
Remember the times
On the phone you and me
Remember the times
Till dawn, two or three
What about us girl
Remember the times
Do you. do you, do you,
Do you, do you
Remember the times
In the park, on the beach
Remember the times
You and me in spain
Remember the times
What about, what about...
Remember the times
Ooh... in the park
Remember the times
After dark..., do you, do you, do you
Remember the times
Do you, do you, do you, do you
Remember the times
Yeah yeah
Remember the times

song performed by by Michael Jackson
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Let Us Learn How To Play!

Life is a game,
Full of anxiety,
Full of excitement,
Who is the player?

I, you and we are players
if we are all players,
for what we play?
For what we have to play?
For money or name,
Or to gain some toys
to feel only more pain?

We take nothing at the end,
trophies and medals,
will not have meaning,
why we run here and there,
Jump and hop,
laugh and weep, Why we strive to win?

We never know causes,
Whose effect is this life?
We don't know our cause here,
And we talk of causes!
What cause may take us where?
Useless to think, just play your game!

Find the player
who play and enjoy all alone,
Creating own ground and arena,
He plays and enjoys the game,
so many things bring us shame,
Our own thoughts and deeds,
Who is enemy of us greater than these?
Let him play his game,
Pray him for rest,
sit and meditate at his feet,
Or get the yellow card for wrong play!
Anyway find a way to sit aside,
Let others play,
let us rest a while,
Watch and learn how to play!

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Lookout Joe

A hip drag queen and a side-walkin street wheeler,
Comin down the avenue.
Theyre all your friends, youll come to love em
Theres a load of em waitin for you.
Lookout joe, youre comin home.
Old times were good times,
Old times were good times.
Remember millie from down in philly?
She took my brain and forgot my name.
The woman you were with was about the same
She took your money and left town.
Lookout joe, youre comin home.
Old times were good times,
Old times were good times.
Glory hallelujah!
Will I lay my burden down?
Singin on the streets around:
Look at that crazy clown.
Remember bill from up on the hill?
A cadillac put a hole in his arm.
But old bill, hes up there still,
Havin a ball rollin to the bottom.
Lookout joe, youre comin home.
Old times were good times,
Old times were good times.

song performed by by Neil Young
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Ii Remember But Do Yuu? ? ?

ii remember the funny times
ii remember the baddd too
ii remember wat yuu was like

but doo yuu remember
doo yuu remember me? ?
doo yuu remember wat yuu once said to me

ii remember yuu said yuu loved me
ii remember when yuu said ill always be here
ii remember these things but doo yuu? ? ?

doo yuu remember the first time the cops chased uss ont he motor bike
doo yuu remember the time we stayed upp and mum yelled at yuu
doo yuu remember the times yuu realy cared about me? ?

ii remember all these times
ii remember all the memories
ii remember the day yuu became a memorie

dooo remember its 5 years ago this year
doo yuu remember that it was yuu that left
doo yuu remember when yuu told me ii was a skank

ii remember ii cried all night
ii remember ii tried too ring to talk too yuu but yuu would only hang upp...
ii hate that yuu only alow yuu too stay a memorie to me
when yuu said yuu loved me when yuu said yuu would never leave

ii remember all these things but...... doo yuu remember anything? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

poem by Sxc Babe Xxx
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But I've come to the point in my evolution on the instrument where I realize that I can't play the same stuff that just a guitar player or organ player would play - and I need to embrace that in a big way.

quote by Charlie Hunter
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