Sirens
I hear them again.
The sirens are on their way.
In come the police.
Along with the paramedics.
Off to hospital I have to go.
They can't leave me.
Not now they've been told.
My suicide can't go on.
Becuase the sirens are screaming.
Here are the police.
Who I hate with all my might.
Saving my life.
They don't care about my strife.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Screaming sirens
Can you hear the sirens screaming?
Their on their way, to try to get to her.
Here they go trying to save her life.
In they go break down the door.
What a mess before their eyes.
The police see her.
Blood evey where.
Empty pill packets on the floor.
My god what a mess.
Semi concious.
Drifiting slowly away.
In and out of conciousness.
They get her to the hospital.
But she dies on the way.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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a Real life nightmare
It feels like another life
and had been at another time
and place,
where I knocked and knocked
at the locked bedroom door.
At last I found a key
and still something
was holding it
and I pushed with all my might
and at last it opened.
She was lying on the bed
with outstretched arms
and empty pill bottles
next to her head
and there was no note
to say farewell
and why she did it,
to this day
only she can tell.
She was still breathing
and I felt a weak pulse
and I was without strength
from flu,
but I picked her up
and got her over my shoulder.
The car was too far
and there was nobody
willing to help me
and I stumbled over my weak legs
and got hold of her again
and carried her to the car.
I passed over three red robots
without any car’s being there
and she belched over
my shirt and pants
and just before the state hospital
two metro police cars
started to follow me
with flashing blue lights
and screaming sirens.
I stopped at the ambulance
drop-off point
and was cursed by ambulance men
that was standing there,
and the metro police
rushed to me
took a look at her
and went on their way
and nobody wanted to help.
Anger gave me strength
and I carried her
into the hospital
and went straight through admissions
and followed the red line
to casualties
and somebody
brought a wheelchair
and some doctor
saved her life.
The doctor said that the belching
saved her,
but today I am just glad
that she’s out of my life
and that I do not have to face
another nightmare.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Listen To The Sirens
Flow my tears the new police song
The slogan of peace is you must live
Theyve got me and Im one of them
Cancel: silence they screamed for days
Weve been here before, we wont stay
They can die, they can just turn off
Some vehicle moves in circles
Some people need the heroes
But I dont mind
I dont mind
Please listen to the sirens
We dont wish to be your friends
Please listen to the sirens
We wont ever call again
Mister webb there is no way out
Love this room, please dont fight your walls
Can you see Im wasting your time
A streetcars rusting unseen
Music halls empty like me
But I dont care
I dont care
Please listen to the sirens
We dont wish to be your friends
Please listen to the sirens
We wont ever call again
If I could stay here for now
With someone just a bit like you
Oh, no
Maybe I would dream again
Of someone just a bit like you
Spose so
Station boys keep their hands on steel
Tubeway days now seem quite unreal
Its always so close but never quite arrives
My visions like an old film, shaky
Theres nothing through my window, okay
No photo by my bedside, black/white
No image in my mirror, bye bye
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Where I grew up - I grew up on the north side of Akron, lived in the projects. So those scared and lonely nights - that's every night. You hear a lot of police sirens, you hear a lot of gunfire. Things that you don't want your kids to hear growing up.
quote by LeBron James
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Yule remembered
Christmas tree flung into snow
Police sirens laugh.
quote by by Oskar Hansen
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The final act
Screeching screams.
Sirens blaring out.
Someone knows just what I'm trying to do.
But the pills I alreay swallowed.
It was with grate ease.
Then comes the whirlwind of a spin.
And all your head will do is spin.
You know just what you want.
You want death not life.
You just want a means to an end.
But some fall finds out.
Ambulance and police arrive.
Knocking at the door.
Bludy idiots think I'll answer the thing.
Its the final act I want my death.
They knock once more.
I hope they've gone away.
Next I no the door flys through.
In the they come.
Its not oo late.
Off to the hospital she goes.
It was to be final act
But this time it wasnt to be
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Hari-krishna Stomp Wagon
I got this can of gasoline, you know what i mean
I got it just for burnin' and it keeps the sirens turnin'
Turning down existence it seems to burn all by itself
I wish that something would happen just so i'd get a reaction
From all these bucks i'm earnin', it keeps the sirens turnin'
Turnin' down existence it seems to burn all by itself
And we don't care
So i just keep on smiling while all the bad compiling
My teeth are white and burning, it keeps the sirens turnin'
song performed by by Flaming Lips
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I Can See Myself
i can see myself being a police officer saving lives of others because this is me.
i can see myself taking care of babies and making sure there safe because this is me.
i can see myself singing in a church filled with holliness because this is me.
i can see myself putting a smile on your face when your days are sad because this is me.
i can see myself talking to teens and youth to understand the purpose in life becuase this is me.
i can see myself blessing the old in hospitals and retirement homes because this is me.
i can see myself making a change in different communities to have positive moments because this is me.
i can see myself at a funeral talking to sad ones to let them know that its going to be all right because this is me.
i can see myself stopping others from doing suicide and homicide because this is me.
i can see myself putting happy thought in your mind and take away the negative because this is me.
i can see myself helping a pregnant women deliver her baby because this is me.
i can see myself putting teens and youth on the right path and show them the right way to llive life because this is me.
i can see myself to help you look in the mirror and say im beautiful and yes i can because this is me.
poem by Lakeya Washington
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A life time of hate
I've got a life time of hate.
It's wedged firmly on my shoulders.
And it as hard as boulders.
I can not shift this life time of hate.
I hate becuase they abused me.
I hate becuase they raped me.
I hate the mess it's left me in.
I'm locked up inside like a tin.
I only wish I could put it in the bin.
As the hate takes over.
Making my angry.
I only have one legacy to leave behind.
A life time of hate
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Sirens
When the sirens sing again...
He is sitting on a hill
A vapid night is crawling through the vale
The trees are fangs of transiency
The demons forge hammers and nails
When the sirens sing again...
He will travel all the ways
That lead to the unknown lands
Time has distorted his view
An amen in his due
When the sirens sing again...
Diamond/1989
song performed by by Alphaville
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Sirens of my heart.
The sirens in my heart are screaming.
I only wish you to stop.
Please don't hurt me any more.
I don't want to play the game no more.
Please don't hurt me.
I can't tell mummy.
And I can't tell daddy.
I'll be in trouble if I do.
And you'll hurt them to.
The sirens in my heart.
All Them years a go.
Begged for you to stop
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Siren
It were the sirens
who had the hero in thrall
Sirens are now sounded
to keep the heroes pent up in their
600 square feet flats
Hah Ha
There they ponder over their tv sets
set their attention on the shaver
and the after shave lotion
And soon the after siren city
becomes agog with heroic activities
tramcars tinkling buses jingling
bars noisling
crowd whiggling
No one can hear the thunder voices
of the sly politicians
mailed with nuclear weapons
Hah Ha
We are the heroes
who pour beer in each others mug
half in love with easeful death
when sirens sing
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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Not The Perpetrators Of The Crime
I caught a burglar in my home,
He was armed with a knife,
When I asked him why he just replied,
You'd better not give me strife
I told him I would call the police,
If he refused to leave,
He looked at me then laughed and said,
What will that achieve.
He said he'd claim it was all my fault,
For trying to get him nabbed,
Because I'd threatened him with arrest,
That would justify me being stabbed.
At that I drew my firearm,
I warned him I would shoot,
He just stood there laughing,
He didn't give a hoot.
He told me he would have me charged,
If I did him any harm,
He also said he'd sue me,
For causing him alarm.
He pointed out that I was cruel,
For locking all my doors,
He said It was inconsiderate,
As breaking in gave him sores.
Because he was classed as vulnerable,
He said he'd make the claim,
That I was the one harassing him,
He said I'd get the blame.
I told him that I'd had enough,
It was time to call the police,
He laughed and said, go for it,
It's me they will release.
I looked at him and said, you're mad,
He replied, that talk incites,
You've not only hurt my feelings now,
You have breached my human rights.
Just at that the police arrived,
He told them he was shattered,
Then claimed that I'd assaulted him,
I had left him bruised and battered.
He told the police he was on drugs,
A method well tried and tested,
For when he said I'd terrorised him,
It was me that they arrested.
As he walked away after being released,
He said he was full of elation,
I'd be hearing from his solicitor soon,
With a claim for compensation.
He claimed not only would he win,
But I'd be paying the fee,
As he'd never worked a day in his life,
His lawyer was entirely free.
Society is in meltdown now,
The victims are forgotten,
The scum can do whatever they like,
To the core our system's rotten.
When will the do-gooders realise,
Criminals are nothing but slime,
It's the victims that should be protected,
'' Not The Perpetrators of the crime ''
Hell! I am going to take you to the police
1
oh boy! you have done it again
my repeated warning's have all gone in vain
i am sick of you showing me your pain
you will not listen that's for sure
you will keep coming towards me as if i were your's
that's it i have had enough
it's time for me to play it rough
hell it's time for me to take you to the police
as that's the only way for me to get some peace
2
if you put anything about me on the net
it's prision time for you, you bet
have a coffee with you huuh! you must be kidding
what do you think i am your love pudding
get out of my office or i will call security
next time my dear i will show no pity
this time i have let you off
but next time in the celler you will cough
hell! i am going to take you to the police
3
stop stop don't usher me in
going down with you in the same lift will be a sin
get off my case you crazy head
i am not going to jump with you in the bed
have a coffee with you? only after i am dead
leave me alone leave me in peace
otherwise i will take you to the police!
4
stop your antics and stop them now
my warnings have all gone un headed
you have for two years with me pleaded
i will die hungry but will not sleep for a role
if you come close to me next time i will hit you with a pole
hell! i am going to take you to the police
5
i always stop from doing the un-thinkable
may be because deep down i know you are a simple soul
pure of heart just like me
caught up in this world of insanity
but if you keep pestering me i will take you to the police
so go now and leave me in peace
hell i am going to take you to the police! ........................................
poem by Anuj Tikku
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Suicide (A Better Way) Lyrics ~Choking Victim~
Sippin on the dragon the other day,
Tompkins Square Park up by Avenue A.
Halfway down the forty and a pig come up to me,
said 'listen here boy, gotta show me yer ID.'
Well living in a police state,
I tell you man, it ain't that great,
I know it doesn't even matter what I say,
but don't ya know there's gotta be a better way?
I'm all alone, I'm feeling bad,
I'm by my self, all I ever had.
I hate my life, I'm such a mess,
I wanna die, I'm so depressed.
And every time I look at you,
I know exactly what to do.
I didn't want to be born, the pleasure all has died,
so now I'm gonna snuff it with a suicide.
Suicide (its the best) , no better way.
Sit in a hot bathtub, raise a blade
and slit your wrists, watch your life fade to black.
You have this power to kill yourself, called suicide,
and no one can take that back.
There is no better way to kill your self than suicide,
there is no sweater death,
no better way.... suicide
a better way....
do it kill your self
poem by Born Frustrated
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A police road block
We went to the boy’s rugby match
it was at a school in Centurion
just south of Pretoria
and he was playing really well
got provincial colours
and went to the Craven week.
We parked up on a knoll
and you wanted to stroll down it,
to where the rugby field was
and I insisted that we follow
the road round,
but you cursed me
right there between the other parents
and was determined to have your way.
You didn’t want to hear anything
and your first step
going down that hillock
was the last that you took there,
since you stumbled and broke your leg
while I grabbed you to steady you.
I carried you down that little hill
and you were in great pain
and had your arms
around my neck
and at that moment
I knew that you loved me.
I went to fetch the car
and brought it round the knoll,
put you on the back seat
of your old green Honda ballade
with a lot of care and trouble
to get you in
without hurting you
and took you straight
to Unitas hospital
that was near.
I phoned the medical aid five times
while you were being admitted
to get a confirmation from them
to stop the hospital
from claiming a deposit
and when you were settled
I went home
to fetch some clothing
and toiletries.
I drove back with my own white Polo
and just at the hospital
was stopped by the South African Police
at a roadblock.
They made me get out of the car,
patted me down like a criminal,
wanted to see my drivers license,
was determined to search the car
and went through your
underclothes and things
and asked me what I am doing
with a suitcase of woman’s clothes
in the boot?
They were very rude
and I explained that I was taking it
to you in hospital
and was determined
to see their authority
to search my car.
They had the right order there
signed by a judge
for a roadblock and a search
of any car
on that stretch of road
but the police officer to whom
it gave authority
wasn’t there
and I demanded to see him
and they wrote my name
and identity number in a book
while I told them
that they were acting illegally
before they let me go.
You were glad to see me
and browsed through the magazines
that I brought
and I visited as long as I could
and asked the sister in the office
to take special care of you,
but when I left
the police and their roadblock
was no longer there.
poem by Gert Strydom
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W. M. A.
He won the lottery when he was born
Took his mothers white breast to his tongue
Trained like dogs, color and smell
Walks by me to get to him police man (2x)
He won the lottery by being born
Big hand slapped a white male merican
Do no wrong, so clean cut...
Dirty his hands, it comes right off
Police man (2x)
Police stopped my brother again (3x)
Police man (2x)
Jesus greets me...looks just like me...
Do no wrong, so clean cut
Dirty his hands, it comes right off
Police man (3x)
Police stopped my brother again (3x)
Police man (2x)
Police stopped my brother again (3x)
Police man (3x)
All my pieces set me free...human devices set me free...
All my pieces set me free... (2x) } (2x)
Human devices set me free... (2x) }
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Behind The Wall
Last night I heard the screaming
Loud voices behind the wall
Another sleepless night for me
It won't do no good to call
The police
Always come late
If they come at all
Last night I heard the screaming
Loud voices behind the wall
Another sleepless night for me
It won't do no good to call
The police
Always come late
If they come at all
And when they arrive
They say they can't interfere
With domestic affairs
Between a man and his wife
And as they walk out the door
The tears well up in her eyes
Last night I heard the screaming
Then a silence that chilled my soul
I prayed that I was dreaming
When I saw the ambulance in the road
And the policeman said
"I'm here to keep the peace
Will the crowd disperse
I think we all clould use some sleep"
Last night I heard the screaming
Loud voices behind the wall
Another sleepless night for me
It won't do no good to call
The police
Always come late
If they come at all
song performed by by Tracy Chapman from Tracy Chapman
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Behind The Wall
Last night I heard the screaming
Loud voices behind the wall
Another sleeples night for me
It wont do no good to call the police
Always come late if they come at all
Last night I heard the screaming
Loud voices behind the wall
Another sleeples night for me
It wont do no good to call the police
Always come late if they come at all
And when they arrive, they say they cant interfere with domestic
Affairs between a man and his wife
And as they walked out the door
The tears were left in her eyes
Last night I heard the screaming
Loud voices behind the wall
I pray that I was dreaming when I saw the ambulance in the road
And the police man said Im here to keep the peace,
Would the crowd please disperse
I think we all could use some sleep
song performed by by Jewel
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The Only Way Now
Some days I just wish.
I could run and hide.
No matter where I go.
Suicide seems my only way.
My life is not worth it.
All this pain and suffering.
I dont want to be here anymore.
The only way is suicide.
Nobody can help me.
I cant fix myself.
Nobody knows the real me.
Suicide is the only way.
I put on this false act.
And slap a smile upon my face.
When really Im dying inside.
The only way is suicide.
All I ever wanted was.
To be loved and accepted.
Just to feel the warth of your love.
But you never loved or accepted me.
Suicide is my only way.
I hate you.
Look at what you did to me.
You broke my heart.
You broke my spirit.
You left me empty inside.
Suicide is the way.
You left me
Hurt angry bitter and twisted.
And becuase of you.
Suicide is my only way
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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