Eyes Of Mr D (Part 2)
A few days later,
the newspapers tell the story
of a young woman found on the beach.
She had been strangled,
that is all the police would say.
There were no photographs;
the family had to be informed.
Sadness filled him.
Who was this girl whose death he saw?
The question bothered him.
What kind of eyes was he given?
Where did they come from?
Who was the previous owner of these eyes?
Days followed days,
his restlessness grew.
He had to know the answer,
of whose eyes he had.
Through the years, he had saved
a little bit of money here and there.
Maybe if he hired someone.
He could get the answers that he sought.
He paced around the flat,
desperately trying to think,
what he must do.
He must get some fresh air.
In the streets he wandered aimlessly,
faces became just a blur.
Suddenly he stopped,
and took a second glance.
It was the young woman
he had seen being murdered.
She was standing waiting
in the queue for a bus.
He had to speak to her,
warn her of her pending fate.
He tried to get across the road.
A bus stopped at the queue.
When he finally managed to cross,
the bus had driven off,
and the young woman was gone.
To be continued…….
poem by David Harris
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When I look back at what I once was,
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Someone who'd go the extreme to protect her family
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Young Man
Written by james young
Lead vocals by james young
People say with age there comes experience
But as soon as you are born you start to die
Older men are chosen to speak wisely
But call the child to the sacrificial rite
Who can we get to win the fight?
Young man!
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Young man!
Who do we send away to die?
Young man!
I heard a lonely woman cry for a
Young man!
The fire bombs in distant lands are burning
Jarring every synapse in your soul
Life and death are a meaningless profession
Tomorrow brings a horror yet untold
Who can we get to win the fight?
Young man!
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Young man!
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Young man!
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Young man!
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Young man!
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We'll give you a rest
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The young man
Short are the days
Of the young man
Young man!
Young man!
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(A Song of Old Ballads)
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Oh, the slow way that the still time would go!
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The Young Man Who Refused To Take Off His Shoes
A young man
wandering in the dark
with his heart bleeding
found himself
infront of the house
that was fully lighted.
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an upright person
opened the door
and pityingly lead the young man
to enter the house
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with his shoes on his feet.
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...alone.
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Battered Doll
A red dress for blood spilt,
Torn blouse for flesh rent;
Ladders in the stockings –
A rung for every callous blow landed.
Scuffed shoes winked about the kicks –
After all, bruise-gorged eyes can’t –
Just permanently closed.
Burning tears were scant warmth
Against a chill from ugly cries.
Lipstick smudges on the chin to
Nullify all vestiges of beauty –
Those that constituted rare patches
Of purest cream skin, from
Days of feminine joy, telling once
Upon a time there was an angel…
But now, a battered doll.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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No more...
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Revised poem for Rj....
you chose without doubt
an inconvenient life
you think your arms are stronger than steel
that there is nothing slippery on your hold
your hands are spiders
you must have prepared for this
i have nothing to say
and will never say what i think are whales
in my mind
you have chosen the cross in the Calvary
mistaking everything as love
or Christlike
you bleed into your own death
everyone stares at you with sadness
asking
' Can he make it?
Is fate with him?
Has he talked to God about this
sensitive and painful matter? '
you are young but we are not
underestimating the orange birds in your eyes
so must you go now
do not take any word from us
be proud you have what you claim
will make you survive
there is a word from your father
'Son, do not ever come back'.
perhaps your father did not really mean it
or perhaps he was just very much disappointed in you
sometimes i ask why things are not working
the way we want it
but i stopped asking then
Let go
let go
This seems to be the motto
People just come and they just go
away, and no one has ever stopped
what they want
where to go
how to spend the days in their lives
you may ask me ' Can you help me, please? '
i have already told you, 'I can't anymore'
Lest you be not responsible.
Lest you do not become the real man
for everyone.
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The Grenadain Woman
Yes me woman, from my womb life was borne
Yes me woman, the young ones prune by my hands
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Of When My Days Were Young
I hear the whispering voices
from across the back roads of my mind.
The memories are calling me again
from a long forgotten time
of when my days were young.
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poem by David Harris
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Her Desire for 40G
Now back when I was 28,
I met and loved a 38 –
DD!
Hmm…I never really saw her eyes…
Perhaps I never needed to –
‘Twas all about her size.
Come on, be honest,
You really show surprise?
Oh yes, the storyline:
One sunny day she said to me,
‘I need to make you happy, see,
By undergoing surgery
So you can have my guarantee
That when you see my 40G,
You’ll hit new heights of ecstasy! ’
‘Phew! ’ I drew a breath.
‘Well thank you dear, you’re very kind,
But won’t you risk me going blind?
If one of those should catch my eye,
I’m sure to wave them both goodbye;
And after all, you’re rather tall –
With extra weight you’ll likely fall;
Forwards, I should clarify.
Hmm…we’re back again to my poor eye.’
‘It’s all about your precious sight! ’
She screamed at me with all her might,
‘I only want to make you proud
And me to stand out in the crowd.’
‘You do already stand right out!
Any more, then there’s no doubt
You might as well just poke me blind,
So in the streets I’ll tag behind,
Unaware of all the fuss,
Especially when on the bus –
Assuming you could squeeze on board…
Hmm…at least I know I’ll be ignored…
Okay – go get them done.’
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Angry Young Woman
Angry young woman on sunrise strip,
Walking away to the new world.
She left her man, she left her children,
cause she knows she has only one life to live.
Angry young woman with her background on her forehead,
Three children and two abortions.
Played a little piano ten years ago.
And some typing from the college where she met her husband.
Angry young woman in the dark of the night,
Hears her children crying for dinner,
Hears her man shouting for his shirt
And thinks of the first sundays they spent in the park.
Angry young woman, angry young woman,
Theres no way back, so just keep walking.
Leave your past in your raincoat pocket
And when you turn the corner youll see the new world.
Angry young woman, angry young woman,
Theres no way back, so just keep walking.
Leave your past in your raincoat pocket
And when you turn the corner youll see the new world.
(angry young woman, angry young woman,
Theres no way back, so just keep walking.
Leave your past in your raincoat pocket)
(angry young woman, angry young woman)
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Angry Young Woman
Angry young woman on sunrise strip,
Walking away to the new world.
She left her man, she left her children,
cause she knows she has only one life to live.
Angry young woman with her background on her forehead,
Three children and two abortions.
Played a little piano ten years ago.
And some typing from the college where she met her husband.
Angry young woman in the dark of the night,
Hears her children crying for dinner,
Hears her man shouting for his shirt
And thinks of the first sundays they spent in the park.
Angry young woman, angry young woman,
Theres no way back, so just keep walking.
Leave your past in your raincoat pocket
And when you turn the corner youll see the new world.
Angry young woman, angry young woman,
Theres no way back, so just keep walking.
Leave your past in your raincoat pocket
And when you turn the corner youll see the new world.
(angry young woman, angry young woman,
Theres no way back, so just keep walking.
Leave your past in your raincoat pocket)
(angry young woman, angry young woman)
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Blackhearted Woman
Black hearted woman
Cant you see your poor man is down
I cant take this baby
All the lonely nights Ive been crying
Tired of all your separate ways
I cant take your evil lyin
Black hearted woman
Trouble and pain is all you crave
Black hearted woman
Trouble and pain is all you crave
Now that Im gone my troubles stopped
But my truth got in my way
Yesterday I was your man
But now you dont even know my name
Yesterday I was your man
But now I dont even know your name
Got to find a new way girl
Before I get back in your game
One of these days baby
Im gonna catch ya with your backdoor man
I said one of these days woman
You know Ill catch you with your backdoor man
Keep on down the road girl
Or Ill start all over again
song performed by by Nazareth
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Waltz Away Dreaming
Duet with toby bourke
(Im here if you see me)
Shes got a song in her head and shell sing to me
Shes got a laugh that reminds me of why shes in love with me
Shed never let show she was lonely in case it had frightened me
She was carpet and stone, independent, alone
But this love always shone around me every time, oh
Waltz away dreaming till your day begins again
Free from the seasons and this state Im in
And oh, I cant hold it all under one love
It was so long ago when we danced in the streets
Now you fly like an eagle above while I waltz away anyway
And Im waltzing my days away
Searching for this woman I love
(Im here if you see me)
She had a history, joy and pain, and she chose to leave
She had a thousand and one photographs that you would not believe
Shell come to you in disguise, shes there in you childrens eyes
Still our mother, shes still your wife
So let her
Waltz away dreaming till your day begins again, oh yeah
Free from the reasons and this state Im in
And oh,(trust me) I cant hold it all
(she aint going anywhere) under one love
(trust me, she told me, when youre ready shell be there)
It was so long ago (no, dont let go of her)
When we kissed in the streets
Now you fly like an eagle above while I waltz away anyway
Then Im waltzing my days away
Searching for this woman I love
(and the moment you see me, I will live in your life)
(we will walk through my garden, I will see through you eyes)
Waltzing my days away (and the moment)
I was in despair (you see me) till she found me there (I will live)
Every grown man cries (in your life) with his mothers eyes
(we will walk) when youre ready too (through my garden)
Shell come back to you (I will see through your eyes)
Waltzing my days away (and the moment) shes waiting
(you see me, I will live in your life)
Waltzing my days (we will walk) shes waiting
(through my garden, I will) father (see through your eyes)
Shes waiting (and the moment you see me)
(george michael/toby bourke)
song performed by by George Michael
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My Little Girl
(ferry/manzanera)
Walking home tonight
It came as no surprise
Certain parties making out
Before my eyes
My little girl
Or woman of the world
Theres a small cafe
Where lovers take their time
Its good for rainy days
Too bad the weathers fine
My little girl
Or woman of the world
Whats the story?
True to life or just a lie
See you later -
Whats so new about goodbye?
My little girl
Or woman of the world
song performed by by Roxy Music
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If I Had A Woman Like You
Orbison/dees
Hey young and innocent girl
You dont even know that Im around
One loving your world and he doesnt know what he has found
Oh, I need you so
But you wear a gold wedding ring
If I had a woman, if I had a woman
If I had a woman, a woman like you.
True, you love your man
You love him true like no one can
Uh, what I would do to be in be in his shoes but I understand
Youre beautifully bound
Tied up to loves silver chain
If I had a woman, if I had a woman
If I had a woman, a woman like you.
Twilight finds me alone
Midnight and Im on my own
I have numbers to phone but I dont have a woman like you
I dont have a woman like you
Lie, Id tell a lie
If I said I did not love you
I know very well why all of my dreams cannot come true
Here, I need you here
But you wear a clear diamond stone
If I had a woman, if I had a woman
If I had a woman, a woman like you.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Even With My Eyes Closed
Even with my eyes closed
Funny, how I know
Its harder, its harder now
Young girl
In my young girl days
Thinking I could live for always
But like an ocean tide
Im drawn back inside
And I know
Seasons pass
Like sand inside a glass
And nothing, nothing returns
Standing with the friends Ive made
Ill race them to the grave
Well, who won, who won the extra days?
But like an ocean tide
Im drawn back inside
Like an ocean tide
Drawn back inside
And I know
When you take away the years toll
On the waters wide, shallow high and low
In the autumn sky
Happy to know Im going home
Even with my eyes closed
Funny, how I know
Its finally, has it finally begun?
An ocean tide (whoa)
Im drawn back inside
But like an ocean tide (whoa)
Im drawn back inside
And I know
And I know
And I know
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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The Last Man And Woman On Earth
And it came to pass, in the last days,
That the world saw less of Mankind.
As the numbers fell, and weren't replaced,
The last generation walked upon the Earth.
Fewer and fewer, until just a few...
Famines, plagues and wars, they all took their toll.
Then, one day, there were only two souls left.
One man and one woman remained.
They weren't even in the same country.
As they wandered across the globe,
A sense of expectancy filled them.
Hope, faith, something driving them on.
They crossed mountains and rivers.
Years passed and the belief stayed with them.
There was another human somewhere.
Driven into a desert no mortal man should go,
They saw each other in the distance...
So tired they couldn't run, they walked on.
Finally, they could see each other's faces.
One man, one woman, one burning sun.
The humans stood, on the brink of fatigue.
They looked deep into each other's eyes,
Saw the pain of the previous years,
The memories of countless deaths,
Billions of tears and unanswered prayers.
A multitude of sins deserving judgments,
Now called to mind and condemning them still.
Fear scarred their thoughts of restoration,
Revival of the remnant meant nothing,
They were truly the lost souls they seemed to be.
It wasn't that they were unattractive or plain,
It wasn't that they couldn't start over...
It wasn't that they were infertile, unable to conceive...
It was just so futile, so pointless, so deadly.
They literally couldn't bear to be reminded,
Reminded of the madness that was Mankind.
How long would it be before their children killed?
How long would it be before another war was born?
The last man looked at the last woman.
The last woman looked at the last man...
And passing each other by, they kept walking...
poem by Denis Martindale
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The Eyes Of A Woman
In the eyes of a woman, in a world of desire,
From the moment she looked my way. I was so hypnotized
Should I show how I feel, shes the magnet, Im steel
The eyes of a woman, theres nowhere to run
The eyes of a woman
In the arms of an angel, in a dangerous disguise
Loves a blue fascination
Its a mystery that burns, takes a lifetime to learn
The eyes of a woman, theres nowhere to run
The eyes of a woman, my fears come undone
In the eyes of a woman, theres nowhere to run
The eyes of a woman, my fears come undone
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
song performed by by Journey
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Shes A Woman
(coverdale/marsden)
She got everything I need,
She makes me smile, she makes me bleed
cos shes a woman
She got the end, she got the means,
Shes in my heart and in my dreams
An it makes me cry I wanna make her mine
She aint black, but, she got soul,
She aint young, she aint old,
She shine like silver, burn like gold
cos shes a woman, shes a woman
She got everything I need,
She got comfort, she got speed
Shes a woman, shes a woman
She do me bad, she do me good,
She got the gypsy in her blood
Cos shes a woman, shes a woman
She aint black, but, she got soul,
She aint young, she aint old,
Shine like silver, burn like gold
Shes a woman, shes a woman
She got a fire in her eyes,
I know she sees through all my lies,
cos shes a woman, shes a woman
I know Im the danger zone
If I leave her all alone
cos shes a woman, shes a woman
She aint black, but, she got soul,
She aint young, she aint old,
Shine like silver, burn like gold
Shes a woman, woman,
Shes a woman, shes a woman
Shes a woman, woman,
Shes a woman
She got everything I need,
She make me smile, she make me bleed
Shes a woman, shes a woman
She got the end, she got the means,
She, make me shiver in my jeans
cos shes a woman, shes a woman
She aint black, but, she got soul,
She aint young, she aint old
She shine like silver, burn like gold
cos shes a woman, shes a woman
Shes a woman...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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