Tottenham.. Payback.
Smash it, get all the way in
We’re the police and have given a warning
We mean to apprehend those who have made off with loot
We have cctv though you don’t give a hoot
Lawlessness will not be tolerated
Don’t let me hear you say your life’s been ill fated
Microwaves, flat screen tv’s, three g phones
All items you’d want in your home
By the sweat of your brow you shall eat bread
So, an early night, a bold heart, off to work, get out of bed
We are prepared to deal robustly with looters, but what about this ten year old?
We’ll arrest him, but have to use kid gloves when we take hold
The magistrate will say he’s had a hard life
Living with dad who has no wife
Those things he’ll get to keep with a duvet thrown in so he’ll have a good nights sleep.
poem by Brian Roy Skyers
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Running All Day
I see him on TV and everyday you can see me
getting more wound up by the fact that he's loved
You dont know who he is, I was once that kid
Fans screaming my name but now there not.
And I know who's to blame.
He took it all from me everything that I own
Left me with nothing broke and unknown
If theres one thing I know im gonna take it all back
The gloves are off and anyway that I can
rip him down from ontop of that thrown
Then we'll see whos really unknown
standing toe to toe he doesn; 't stand a chance
He's gonna learn the hard way what it means to be a man.
Running all day
Gunning all night
Be prepared to give your own life.
Running all day
Gunning all night
Be prepared to take another mans life.
Knocked down once, get up again
Knocked down twice see the other man dead.
Led to war by the skin of our teeth
Friends and enemies share the same seats.
They're sweet together cos they know what its like
To live this life that takes you by suprise.
Anytime, day or night, priority one just to stay alive.
And that's what you just cant see
The fact that your just not me
You cant ask questions bout living this life, only ones that know already those that died.
Running all day
Gunning all night
Be prepared to give your own life.
Running all day
Gunning all night
Be prepared to take another mans life.
But this is it no place left to go
your gonna hand it back everything that you stole
and now we're patiently gonna wait and see
what the world has to say bout you and me
If they'll take you side after all this time
and believe the lies that you drove inside
but I still have faith that its not a dead end race
and I place my life in the hands of the good lords grace
Running all day
Gunning all night
Be prepared to give your own life.
Running all day
Gunning all night
Be prepared to take another mans life.
poem by Paul Daniel
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A Married Woman
I received letter from my lovers
And also letters from my ex,
They tell me how their life is going,
And I tell them my life is very complex.
I tell them about my nights and day
And also what's going on in my life,
They tell me how they miss and love me
And how they wish I was their wife.
They tell me they will come and visit me
That is, whenever that they can
But because they live so very far away
They might not never but this I understand.
My ex's or lovers they don't hold a job
The Government and tax payers take care of them
While other Men work with the sweat on their brow
They never do, as they are not that type of men.
So them and I we have all this free time
We do what we want at any time at all,
Sometime we are in bed, and sometimes a drive
As I am always waiting for the mail or phone call.
So I visit my lover sometimes at night
When I am not calling my ex’s on the phone
And I will spend the whole night only with him
When I know, that he is feeling alone.
I pay no bills so I don't have to work
What I want is always given to me,
I love the life, that I am living now,
As my life is complete, and I am so free.
Sometimes I stay up all night long
So I can talk to my lovers once again,
Then in the morning I am always so tired
Is it so wrong, that I enjoy this type of sin.
I will take my daughters sometimes to school
That is when I am not tired or being rushed,
And they know some about my secret life,
But too everyone else, I want it to be hushed.
As they say we will return how we were raised
And I know I do the things that I shouldn't,
I should be loyal and I shouldn't lie and cheat,
Because I am of course, a married woman.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Made Me A Man
As I work with the sweat upon my brow
As so to support my family my wife and child
I do for them, all that I can,
As GOD, he made me a man.
I Protect all which is mine and what I own
Which includes my possessions and also my home
At my wife’s side I will always stand
As GOD, he made me a man
I will never ever lie or cheat or steal
Never hurt anyone when instead I could heal
As I know what is in my greater plan
As GOD, he made me a man.
I will never ever start a war or even a fight
Whether I be wrong and they be right
I will talk with them, until we both understand
As GOD, he made me a man.
I will not break the vows I made to my wife
No matter the problems or even the rife
I know years from now in front of GOD I will stand
As GOD, he made me a man.
A soul and a life GOD he gave me
He showed me the roads and told me to be free
I gave up being a boy from worries I had not ran
As GOD, he made me a man.
As I say my prayers alone at night
I humble myself to the Lord and his might
I know that GOD, he made me a Man
But I am the one, who made me who I am.
poem by Randy McClave
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Work Hard,
Work Hard,
Work hard and strive on and on,
This is the Living Bread that Hold's this Conscience,
It is only through me that I find Trust worth an Honour,
Living with that Bread,
I take the reward as the Great Covenant from God,
work hard on earth like Birds that build nest with Honour,
Work hard regardless of Status,
Was is a Disillusion of God's Trust towards Mankind,
Whilst Iam taking this Bread that I may feed on the GOOD spirit.
poem by Abdul Karim
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Work Hard on Labours,
Work Hard on Labours,
Work hard and strive on and on,
This is the Living Bread that Hold's this Conscience,
It is only through me that I find Trust worth an Honour,
Living with that Bread,
I take the reward as the Great Covenant from God,
work hard on earth like Birds that build nest with Honour,
Work hard regardless of Status,
War is a Disillusion of God's Trust towards Mankind,
Whilst Iam taking this Bread that I may feed on the GOOD WITNESS SPIRIT agains't evil from Birds.
poem by Abdul Karim
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Feelings on Life
Even as I grow older
And my poor feet grow colder
I still have feelings on life
And opinions about my dead wife
Life is like a flower
Full of so much power
Life is like fresh baked bread
Even when you'd rather die instead
Life is like a scary ride
Or the changing of the tide
Life is like a good nights sleep
(Or maybe not sleep...)
Life is like a crying baby
Who needs some love and maybe, just maybe...
A pacifier
Life is good.
poem by Gerald Flippinhanger
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Police intimidation
Today while in Springs
walking on the sidewalk
on my way to home
there was a police roadblock
put up right over the main road
just at Werda School
where you leave the shopping area
where eight armed policemen were standing
and when I got a call
from a wrong number
the one in the middle of the road
rushes to me; saying that I have taken a photograph of him
and the whole lot of them close around me,
I am even grabbed
with a hand into the back of my pants
that holds onto my belt,
I am searched
with hands being put
into my pockets
and my two cellular phones are taken
whereupon I say to them
that I have broken no law
and I am taking record of police intimidation
and a black police captain
(if military ranks are the same)
grab onto my arms holding them
and say that he is going to lock me up
and he stands so near to my face
that I am able to smell his sour breathe.
Whereupon I say to him
that I have broken no law,
that he has no grounds for arrest
and that touching me
is as good as assault
and then a white policeman
with two stars (a military lieutenant’s rank) walks nearer
and the captain let go of my arms,
some of the group gathered around me stands back
but the one at my back
is still holding on to me
with his hand on my belt
into the back of my pants
while another one
is busy going into the data
of my cellular phones
and the white one threaten
to assault me,
to hit me into a hospital
and I say to him
that surely in his eyes
it is illegal to tape
this conversation that they must let me go
as I have not broken any law.
Then he says if I again
spit him in the face while I talk
he will hit my teeth out of my mouth
and I say that the one holding me
is already assault
and that I will let them lock him up
in his own jail, if he touches me
and he says that he will not
touch me even with gloves
and that man stands so near to me
trying to intimidate, that I can smell him
and it smells as if for a whole week
he did not bath
as he is stinking of rotting sweat.
Then they want to know my name
and address from me
which I refuse
to give to them.
Then the white lieutenant says
that it is illegal
not to give my particulars
and I to him
that they do not have the right to it
as I have broken no law
as I am wondering
if the lot of them
want to come and assault me
in the middle of the night or something?
Then he says: “you that have swallowed
a whole law book, you know
that you have to give
your name and address.”
Then I say again
that I have broken no law
were just passing
and I am tacking record of police intimidation.
Then the white lieutenant says
that I do not even know what my name is
also in what street I am walking
and exactly in what town,
at what place
I am in the world.
The black policemen
stand laughing
as if it’s the joke
of all jokes
and I say that I want my cellular phones back,
that they cannot come
and steal them from me
and he threatens again to hit me.
When they can get no photograph of them
on my cellular phones
they give my cellular phones back
and the white man that they call adjutant threatens
again to assault me
and says away with you
that I must be on my way
and says record this now
and I will hit you like thunder!
Then I say that this type of thing
only happens in a police state
and that they are Gestapo
busy with police intimidation
and that I am going to publish this incident
and they laugh at me.
l’Envoi
Now I wonder as a citizen,
who pays my taxes
when and where I have a job,
what rights does the law representatives claim
to themselves
and how good, are they at their jobs?
The two cars that had being stolen from me
have after three years
not been found back
and this lot is fast
to stand and threaten with assault
and I scoff at them and know my rights,
but three thousand farmers have been killed
and where are their killers?
Surely walking around freely?
Surely one can only expect an incident like this
in the new South Africa
where things are only going
from bad to worse.
[This incident happened on Saturday 11 December 2010 at 09h15.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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There was a fine lady from Chester
Who's husband, with gems, did invest her;
But he'd stolen the loot
And did not give a hoot
'Til along came the cops to arrest her.
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When Good Ol' Boys Go Bad
Old Clarence was a corn fed sunday school teacher
At the Cheephill Church of Christ
A God fearing fence clearing, hay slinging,
Hymm singing, back breaker all of his life
Came in early one night, find his pretty wife
In the arms of another man
There's hell to pay when a good ole boy goes bad.
In a smoke filled late night club by the river
Sat a stranger dealing five card stud
He was a big talkin', fast walkin' fly by nighter
There to take the money and run
They caught the fella cheatin'
So they set him up a meeting
With his maker in the promise land
Nobody see's a thing when a good ole boy goes bad.
The good book goes out the window
When the gloves go to the floor
His give a damn to be a rightous man
Don't give a damn no more
Under that blue collar
There's a big ole long red tail
It hides the truth
But it bleeds thru
When a good ole boy goes bad.
Now old man Taylor was a fourth generation
Crop growin' son of a gun
One dry summer Uncle Sam come a runnin'
Wantin' money but there wasn't none
He put a crop in the hollar
When night came he watered
By fall he had the cold hard cash
When times get hard
Sometimes a good ole boy goes bad.
The good book goes out the window
When the gloves go to the floor
His give a damn to be a rightous man
Don't give a damn no more
Under that blue collar
There's a big ole long red tail
It hides the truth
But it bleeds thru
When a good ole boy goes bad.
The good book goes out the window
When the gloves go to the floor
His give a damn to be a rightous man
Don't give a damn no more
Under that blue collar
There's a big ole long red tail
It hides the truth
But it bleeds thru
When a good ole boy goes bad.
It hides the truth
But it bleeds thru
When a good ole boy goes bad...
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Bread
Sleeping at night in a plaster board box
Scratching the earth with the nails on my fingers
And the ground pukes up rocks and rocks and more rocks
And when the seeds finally reach the ground
Its all been for nothing
I hear the cries of children at night
I watch their faces grow sallow with hunger
Who draws the line between whats wrong and right
And when I ask my life is for
Its all been for nothing
Save your regrets for the dead, but for the living
Give them love and give them bread
One more hungry mouth to be fed
Remember the living
Give them love, give them bread
Standing in the light of the kitchen screen door
Like some kind of untouchable stuck in calcutta
I almost forget what Im standing here for
And I dont know what to do but I know
I wont leave with nothing
Where are the days when life was carefree
Why must I suffer this, what was my crime
Begging or thievery, which shall it be
Is there no other choice for me
I cant live with nothing
Justice only comes to the dead
And when they ask me what life is for
I must give them something
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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There Must Be An Easier Way
To earn one's living there must be an easier way
Than working in a menial job for menial pay
You age so fast your hair prematurely gray
And you must work hard till your retirement day.
When you ask the boss for a raise his answer no
For a raise in pay you must have more to show
The unemployed are many and the jobs are few
And there's plenty more to do the job you do.
At 5.30 a m each work day from bed I rise
Before daylight has lit the morning skies
Then long drive to work in smoky old work van
Such is the lot of the common working man.
The chap next door seems better off than I
He does not work yet life he does enjoy
Whilst I'm at work he rest at home in bed
And he doesn't look deprived or underfed
With six year old son and a non working wife
He live an easy and a stress free life
And I've heard it said that he's never worked a day
But good luck to him is all that I can say.
I do not receive or seek sympathy
For there are many far worse off than me
But living life would be a lot more fun
If I did not have to rise before the sun
poem by Francis Duggan
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Stay At Home Moms
To the stay at home moms (sahm) I must say
I honor you in every way.
I made my wife stop working when she got pregnant
Forty six years ago, and real love is what my daughter got to know.
She is there every step of the way and
my heart thanks her every day.
up in the morning at the crack of dawn
To change diapers, bathe the baby, change the clothes
And with the baby is where she belongs.
She is a woman with many hats, and for her
There is no turning back.
A mother, housekeeper, cook, and wife
Accepting all these struggles and strife.
You may not hear her complain
But when things go wrong, she is the first to blame.
We all may have a lot of food on our plates
And forget what they are going thru, but
Do you honestly think you could do her job too?
we may be the bread winners and struggle at work
But we did not have to go through the pains of giving birth.
Do any of you men think that you could hold
A child in your stomach for nine months
Of morning sickness, weird cravings, sleepless nights
And with your partner you would fight.
They could only sleep on their backs or on their sides
Would you like to give that a try?
They look at you in your sleep and thank GOD
For all that you do, but they need compensation too.
There is another hat that they may wear, when
They have to become the C.P.A. and balance
The check book so you don’t overdraft
And turn around and get on her ass.
So many hats and so little time, and when you ask
Them they say they are doing fine.
So to all the (sahm’s) out there with you this poem I share
You deserve not just a flower, a outside dinner
Or a movie, but the biggest THANK YOU
From our hearts, because in our lives
You are the greatest part.
poem by Louis Rams
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Whats In It For Me
(billy burnette, bekka bramlett, annie roboff)
Thought we had a good thing baby
You pulled the wool over my eyes
Shouldve seen it coming baby
Now all I see is a cool love dying
Honey I dont want to hold you down
Why you gotta own the lock and the key
Oh tell me baby
Good things just dont come around
And you cant have them for free
No not me
Youve been a river of give
And an ocean of take
Darlin for heavens sake
Youve got me up and down and in between
Acting nice then being real mean
Hey
Well you hold me tight then you turn your back
Who could deal with that
You say you want to work it out, boy
Tell me whats in it for me
Youre living in your own world
You act like Im just passing through
Oh yeah
Dont you want to be happy
Dont you know how good I could be
Seems everybodys telling you something
That they know you just want to hear
Oh but you aint gonna hear it from me
Youve been a valley of love
And a mountain of need
Baby, its time you see
Youve got me up and down and in between
Acting nice then being real mean
Hey
Well you hold me tight then you turn your back
Who could deal with that
You say you want to work it out, boy
Tell me whats in it for me
Up and down and in between
Acting nice then being real mean
Well you hold me tight then you turn your back
Who could deal with that
You say you want to work it out boy
Tell me whats in it for me
Youve been a river of give and a mountain of take
Darlin for heavens sake
Youve got me up and down and in between
Acting nice then being real mean
Hey
Well you hold me tight then you turn your back
Who could deal with that
You say you want to work it out, boy
Tell me whats in it for me
Up and down and in between
Acting nice then being real mean
Hey
Well you hold me tight then you turn your back
Who could deal with that
You say you want to work it out boy
Tell me whats in it for me
Oh, in it for me
Whats in it for me
Whats in it for me
song performed by by Faith Hill
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Glad To Be Alive (7'' Mix)
[INTRO:]
Ohh life's so hard
Someday's you need something new to wear
Like a brand new hat
[1a:]
Try so hard
To work it out
People try to hold you back
On day's like that
You need another hand
[1b:]
It's the same all over the world
People have to earn a living
Now you're so far from the troubles at home
Leave them alone
And they'll work themselves out
[CHORUS:]
We love it
Glad to be alive
I like it
Working over time in lovin'
I hope tomorrow feels like this
Yeah
[2:]
Dreaming hard
Brand new car
And another home loan
And the phone bill is overdue
Don't give up on rainy days
I've seen the sun come shining through
On you and me
Make you feel alright
[1b:]
[CHORUS:]
[BRIDGE:]
Life's so hard
We can work it out
Will it's a big tough city
We can work out our way
[CHORUS:]
[repeat & fade]
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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Only The Loot Can Make You Happy
Uh rockland in my life
Uh huh track masters youre all I need in my life make money
Uh duece duece youre all I need in my life
Uh huh yo yo yo yo
I remember in the days
Yall niggas talkin all that s about keepin it real
But when it comes to this game imma play the field
Rockland had loot before we signed the deal
Haters get in the way and catch the sky like seal
We used to use the streets for the football field
In church free lunch was our only meal
But now we push whips with lorenzo wheels
Living it up in beverly hills
You know 9 to 5 was only temporary
Now the ladies wanna find tone in a hurry
Got em hittin notes that mariah couldnt carry
All you player haters going down like mary
Cop the rolls royce a player with a choice
Ladies stay moist from the sound of my voice
The lady killers pass the keys to our villas
Rockland track masters top billers
Only the loot can make me happy nuttin but the loot baby
Happy show me the loot baby
Happy show me the loot
Only the loot can make me happy nuttin but the loot baby
Happy show me the loot baby
So happy show me the loot
I never thought that i
Could make someone like you
I felt energized
When you went through my groove
Ill never let you go no
Youre so right for me
Ive got to let you know
Forever you and me the ballas anthem right here
Only the loot can make me happy show me the loot baby
Happy nuttin but the loot baby
Happy show me the loot baby
Only the loot can make me happy nuttin but the loot baby
Happy show me the loot baby
So happy show me the loot
You must be heaven sent
Sent into my life
And I compliment you honey the money nuttin but the loot baby
We have a love thats long and true
I make you in many ways
Ive got to roll with you
Each and every day
Only the loot can make me happy nuttin but the loot baby
Happy nuttin but the loot baby
Happy ah hah
Only the loot can make me happy nuttin but the loot baby
Happy nuttin but the loot baby
So happy nuttin but the loot
Youre all I need in my life in my life
I dont need no one I dont need no one but you mmm hmm mmm hmm
Mmm hmm
Youre all I need in my life
I dont need no one mmm hmm I dont need no one but you
Said youre all I need in my life in my life
I dont need no one I dont need no one but you
Youre all I need in my life
I dont need no one I dont need no one but you you know what im
Sayin
Only the loot can make me happy nuttin but the loot baby
Oh happy r kelly
So happy r kelly
Only the loot can make me happy rockland
So happy track masters
So happy nuttin but the loot
Only the loot can make me happy
Oh happy help me out
So happy show me the loot
Only the loot can make me happy nuttin but the loot baby
Happy nuttin but the loot baby
So happy
All I need in my life in my life in my life woo nuttin but the
Loot
Said youre all I need in my life in my life in my life nuttin but
The loot baby
song performed by by R. Kelly
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We Got Married
Going fast, coming soon
We made love in the afternoon.
Found a flat, after that
We got married.
Working hard for the dream,
Scoring goals for the other team,
Times were bad, we were glad
We got married.
Like the way you open up your hearts to each other,
When you find a meeting of the minds.
Just as well love was all we ever wanted,
It was all we ever had.
Further on in the game,
Waiting up till the children came.
Place your bets, no regrets,
We got married.
We got married.
We got married.
Nowadays every night flashes by
At the speed of light,
Living life, loving wife,
We got married.
I love the things that happen
When we start to discover
Who we are and what were living for,
Just because love was all we ever wanted
It was all we ever had.
Its not just a loving machine,
It doesnt work out
If you dont work at it.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Lifes Real
*There are so many things in life you face
There are many things in life that brings you down
But, life’s short, sometimes you have to keep going and just smile
Try not staying down to long
Try to put it aside and move on
You can’t live your life stressing on how to deal with things
Life’s much more than that
Sometimes it’s thinking things through
And deal with the important things first
And worry about the other things later
I know you battle with you brain
And your thoughts you chase
I know dealing with feelings and stress is one big debate
*Life’s has a lot of hard work
Life has a lot of headaches
Life has a lot of drama
But believe it or not stressing not the way to deal with things
Life has a way to put you down
And makes you feel you’re beneath it
But, you have to put yourself on top
*Life may play tricks on your mind
That you start to go crazy
Or just plain out of your mind
But believe it or not
There’s always a way to shine
*Life’s real, that I understand
Life’s real, Life you have to EXCEPT
Life you can’t STRESS
Life you have to live at your BEST
Life also you must live to the FULLEST
poem by Chaymeriyia Moncrief
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Just Once In My Life
Theres a lot of things I want
A lot of things that Id like to be
But girl I dont foresee
A rags to riches story for me
Ive given up on schemes
Cause everyone fell through
Ive given up so many things
Dont ask me to give up on you
And baby baby
Just once in my life
Let me get what I want
Girl dont let me down
Just once in my life
Let me hold onto
A good thing I found
Dont let me down
Baby say that youll be staying
I couldnt face the day
If you werent here by my side
And if you went away
Then Id be left without any pride
Theres just one little dream
Ive got to make come true
Theres just one round Ive got to win
I cant be a loser with you
And baby baby
Just once in my life
Let me get what I want
Girl dont let me down
Just once in my life
Let me hold onto
A good thing I found
Dont let me down
Baby say that youll be staying
Every pot of gold
Aint so easy to find
And if youll stand by me
Girl Ill give you some of mine
I cant give you the world
But Ill work hard for you girl
Well Ill work hard
Every day
Baby dont leave me
Now say you wont leave me
Do this for me baby
Once in my life
Let me get what I want
Girl dont let me down
Just once in my life
Let me hold onto
A good thing I found
Dont let me down
Baby say that
song performed by by Beach Boys
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New Year's Morning
Only a night from old to new!
Only a night, and so much wrought!
The Old Year's heart all weary grew,
But said: The New Year rest has brought."
The Old Year's hopes its heart laid down,
As in a grave; but trusting, said:
"The blossoms of the New Year's crown
Bloom from the ashes of the dead."
The Old Year's heart was full of greed;
With selfishness it longed and ached,
And cried: "I have not half I need.
My thirst is bitter and unslaked.
But to the New Year's generous hand
All gifts in plenty shall return;
True love it shall understand;
By all y failures it shall learn.
I have been reckless; it shall be
Quiet and calm and pure of life.
I was a slave; it shall go free,
And find sweet pace where I leave strife."
Only a night from old to new!
Never a night such changes brought.
The Old Year had its work to do;
No New Year miracles are wrought.
Always a night from old to new!
Night and the healing balm of sleep!
Each morn is New Year's morn come true,
Morn of a festival to keep.
All nights are sacred nights to make
Confession and resolve and prayer;
All days are sacred days to wake
New gladness in the sunny air.
Only a night from old to new;
Only a sleep from night to morn.
The new is but the old coem true;
Each sunrise sees a new year born.
poem by Helen Hunt Jackson
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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Buy Me A Rose
(jim funk/erik hickenlooper)
He works hard to give her all he thinks she wants
A three car garage, her own credit cards
He pulls in late to wake her up with a kiss good night
If he could only read her mind, shed say:
Buy me a rose, call me from work
Open a door for me, what would it hurt
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
These are the little things I need the most in my life
Now the days have grown to years of feeling all alone
And she cant help but wonder what shes doing wrong
Cause lately shed try anything to turn his head
Would it make a difference if she said:
Buy me a rose, call me from work
Open a door for me, what would it hurt
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
These are the little things I need the most in my life
And the more that he lives the less that he tries
To show her the love that he hold inside
And the more that she gives the more that he sees
This is a story of you and me
So I bought you a rose on the way home from work
Opened the door to a heart that I hurt
And I hope you notice this look in my eyes
Cause Im gonna make things right
Im gonna hold you tonight
Do all those little things
For the rest of your life.
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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