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Licks Abound

Licks abound shall only end in pain
Just as ye who knoweth truth may
Only gain ground beyond the sanctuary of your wisdom.
A life of wise content, drifting within descent
Shall only leave you awaiting the call of freedom.
Just as the farmhand, just as the shepherd
Is herded himself by his flock, always are his companions
Taking stock of their masters anguish,
They learn not to languish too long upon the temptation
Of leading the shepherd beyond redemption
Into the shadow lands that beckon beyond the illusion of self pity.
This our purpose, to exist, to live, breathe, smile,
This is our purpose, to wear our hearts upon our sleeves
Hoping no one will knock us so hard we won’t be able
To get on back upon again to keep on walking.

poem by David Lacey
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The Lambs On The Road

The lambs on the road were dismayed
Bleating all along they wandered
There lay the slain shepherd
The sun descended.
A flock lost!

The new sky was cast ever clouded
The men from the East never frowned
Their wisdom was long before eroded
And their return was irredeemably abandoned.
A nightmare unveiled!

The lambs still bleated along the road winding
They were to reach a peak triumphing.
The shepherd was thenceforth forgotten for ever!
And the bleating had given way for a shout of joy before.
An euphoria unyielding!

The bleating music has been on and on
The shepherd has somewhere been laid to rest.
The new shepherd first looks around and up on the peak.
But there is no road descending from atop
A truth spoken!

poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Ringmasters Word

I have a purpose...
Take your dill knife, stab me, go, strike my heart...(ha ha, ha ha...ha ha, ha ha )
I have a purpose...
Such things cant exist...
I have a purpose...
You will tell them of me and how one day I shall come for them...
I have a purpose...
Quietly, I will come over your bed,
I will lean over and gently bite your neck...
Ringmaster...
I have a purpose...
You will tell them of me and how one day I shall come for them

song performed by by Insane Clown Posse
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Anguish, pain, misery, sorrow and retribution

Some say life is full of anguish,
old man once sang that life is full of pain
some even preach that life comes fully laced with misery and sorrow,
and some believe that life offers no retribution
ideas clearly instilled in the hearts and souls of many a man,
but the truth of the matter is,
life is anguish,
life is pain,
life is misery and sorrow,
in the same way as rain is water
and water is rain
for where can one get one`s own share of anguish,
who`d we ever have known pain if we never had life
without life, would we live through misery and sorrow
life in itself is retribution,
for he who has life can stand ground against
anguish, pain, misery and sorrow
and live to see brighter days seemingly unscathed
but woo to he who loses his life
in anguish, or pain, or misery , or sorrow
for he will receive no further retribution
and he will depart this earth with nothing but
anguish, pain, misery, sorrow
and retribution lost

poem by Tinashe Severa
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I Feel Free

Down by the motion
Down by the girl
Down into let go of me
I don't ever hurt
We shadow down
We shadow down
By the water land
Baby don't move it
Don't knock me in the tide
I'm like the sun and
You're like the sand
Don't knock me down
Don't knock me
I feel free
And i...i feel free
And i...feel free
(sixty nine)
(sixty nine...)
She's a'calling me
Down want to water
I like a court you you understand it
I under war
A whispering shadow
Don't tell me that
I live a going
I am the storm
To all that was is kicking me
Ever take me down
Take me down tonight
Take me down town
And i...feel free
Well i...feel free
And if a chance
Don't take no choice
Another time
(sixty nine)
I feel free
I feel free such a lie
And i feel walking in the sun
And i feel running with you one
And i feel nothing in the, nothing in
I feel nothing in your time
I feel haunted in your life
I feel talking in your
Walking back in you, baby
Nothing in your touch
Live within your blood
Take me, i'm walking, waking
Hoping, waiting in the sun beats
In your heart
And babe it gives me
I...i feel free

song performed by by U2
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Gracious Good Shepherd

Gracious good shepherd
Do you really know who I am?
Gracious good shepherd
Will you answer when I call your name?
Gracious good shepherd
You can hear confusion crying out
Gracious good shepherd
What little faith I have I am ashamed
I visualize an angel
All freezing and bitter cold
I cannot believe the love there
What heavenly sacrifice
Gracious good shepherd
If you hear me now, I love you so
Gracious good shepherd
Why for me?
Gracious good shepherd
You say you love the lost born
Gracious good shepherd
I believe that one is me
Some tell me the virgin birth is
A beautiful ancient tale
But you tell me gods constellation
Led all to the living well
Gracious good shepherd
If you hear me now, I love you so
Gracious good shepherd
Why, why for me?
Gracious good shepherd
Do you really know who I am?
Gracious good shepherd
Will you answer when I call your name?
Gracious good shepherd
These are different times, Im sure you see
Gracious good shepherd
We need, you now

song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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My Coat Of Skin Is Wearing Thin

They mingle at dusk, awaiting the fluidity dawn to kiss the sky
And breathe new breath into the blue.
The spirits of the mountains, coated in ice upon their crowns
And moss upon their feet drift amongst the valleys,
Taking whatever form they wish.

Every love I have ever known
Hath shown no love in return.
I remain alone.
At home within my shell
Un touched by the lips of love
Attempting through redemption
To rebuild A new and beatific Heaven
From the ruins of Hells mansion..

At first the pain would burn
Then, slow and languid expressions of
Solitude would turn into a lapsed repression
Leaving me lost within the looking glass
Seeking honour in the eyes of a demon.

I remain alone
Tearing flesh from the bones of my form
Hiding from the reality grotesque
And rotting that would be enforced
Upon my love by those outside my asylum insanity.

What horror is this?
What strange a life that never should I kiss
The girl in whom I could imbue bliss with a poets smile.

My coat of skin is wearing thin
And still I’m drowning, unable to swim
Nor to keep afloat upon the waters of the sleepless deep.

Creeping upon the walls of my garden sanctuary
Are the shadows of the reaper grim and looming.
Three worlds beckon from beyond the shades
As fond ghosts re enact long lost memories
Of springtime joy within the heart of the boy I am,
A boy lost in the shadow of the man I should be.

No freedom from thought can save me now,
Nor as a worm cut dying may I forgive the farmers plough
For here I am remain,
Alone
Bathing in an ocean of pain
Sour to the taste of the serpent’s tongue
Crying at so young an age
That each page should turn and I should remain
Within a sanctuary of solitude
That does naught but feed an attitude
Of remorse for a prince lay fading
Into the shades of kingdoms crown.

Here I am a clown,
A fool in need of schooling.
Fuelling depression with an expression
Of lament for a love still breathing.

poem by David Lacey
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The Shepherd and Abundant Life

Let me breathe the fragrance of the flowers
Let me taste the sweetness of the new day
Let me see the freedom of the oppressed
Ushered in by people who live in liberty.

Let us hear the Voice of the Shepherd
Calling His flock away from devouring wolves
Let us join in our common destiny
to share Life with others much more abundantly.

poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Infestation

From birth to achieve one's purpose,
Is that what it is one's life should be?
Or are we given this experience...
To exist to witness others succeed?

Are we to take life as an expected gift?
To sit in anticipation...
As life should come to us,
To breeze through easily.

From birth to achieve one's purpose,
Like steps come in increments.
First there is a crawling done.
To stand up tall to fall.
Ignoring to stall these as minor incidents.
Is not this life to live with such a preference?

No flying from a leap...
Some believe taken in clean sweeps,
To not repeat...
Incompleted lessons.

From birth to achieve one's purpose,
In sessions God dictates.
Although some prefer to stay whining like babies.
Hoping an empathy negates their impatient wait.

And some are often praised,
When they leave implusive scars...
To leave marks condone!
By others shown...
They too were raised to be just as crazed!
With the effects of this to go unquestioned.
Since their beliefs are released...
For a complete infestation for others to reap.
As reality takes a backseat...
While continuing to be depleted.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: Lord Jesus Christ - the Good Shepherd

Christ Jesus Lord is Good Shepherd - the one,
Who is ready to sacrifice His life,
For sake of sheep He leads, and He is Son
Of God, Redeemer and saves all from strife!

Christ gave His life upon the cross for all,
And shed His blood as price for mankind's sins,
So that the penitent can hear God's call,
And enter heaven with pure soul and wins.

The Good Shepherd has other sheep to lead,
For they too heed His call and follow Him;
For all His sheep in flock one, need to feed,
Returning safely when the light turns dim!

Christ is the owner of the flock of sheep;
With Good Shepherd around, no wolves dare peep!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 28-04-2012

poem by John Celes
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Deadman Walking

The enemy is at the door
The enemy within.
Dressed up in the strangest clothes,
Smells of drinking Bombay gin.
There's a deadman walking
And his shadow's growing long.
There's a deadman walking
Taking it in
before his time is gone.
My father was a Russian Jew
My Irish mother crazy.
I see summer, winter, fall.
When grown men
cry like babies.
There's a deadman walking
And his shadow's growing long.
There's a deadman walking
Taking it in
before his time is gone.
Solo
Wish I never had to leave.
Wish I'd never known.
Wish I could stay here forever.
Watch my garden grow.
There's a deadman walking
And his shadow's growing long.
There's a deadman walking
Taking it in
before his time is gone.
There's a deadman talking
And his shadow's growing long.
There's a deadman talking
Taking it in
before his time is gone.
There's a deadman walking
deadman walking
deadman talking

song performed by by Ufo
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Call It Evil (demo)

I've been around watching little late shows
Drink a lot of beer
Like playing cards with my friends
Call it evil
Call it pain
It goes knock, knock, knock-knock-knock-knock, on my door
It goes knock, knock, knock-knock-knock-knock, on my door
That rock and rock, yeah, call it evil
That rock and rock, yeah, call it evil
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, on my door, Yeah!
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, on my door
Going to get as my babe.
It goes knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, on my door
Playing sopwith in the back of my head
What you trying to be crazy?
People look at me, they look at me, but you're dead
Call it evil
Call it pain
It goes knock, knock, knock-knock-knock-knock, on my door
It goes knock, knock, knock-knock-knock-knock, come on
Knock-knock-knock-knock, one more
Knock-knock-knock-knock
That rock and rock, yeah, call it evil
That rock and rock, yeah, call it evil
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, on my door
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, on my door
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, on my door
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, on my door

song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Universal Freedom Is......

Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain
freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.
Freedom to give and freedom to share
freedom from want and that of despair.

Freedom to think and freedom to know
freedom to achieve and freedom to grow.
Freedom from bondage and freedom of liberation
freedom from ignorance and any unknown situation.

Freedom to come and freedom to leave
freedom to stay and freedom to conceive.
Freedom from struggle and freedom of ease
freedom to enjoy and the capacity to please.

Freedom from failure and freedom of success
freedom from denial and freedom of access.
Freedom from illusion and freedom of reality
freedom to become what we are in actuality.

Freedom to live and freedom to die
freedom to laugh and freedom to cry.
Freedom to speak and freedom to listen
freedom to act based on a wise decision.

Freedom from hate and freedom of love
freedom of below and freedom of above.
Freedom of the past and freedom of the present
freedom of the future and what it can represent.

Freedom from war and freedom of peace
freedom to begin and freedom to cease.
Freedom from sickness and freedom of health
freedom from poverty and mishandled wealth.

Freedom from wrong and freedom being right
freedom of the day and freedom of the night.
Freedom to choose and freedom to reject
freedom to imagine what there is to expect.

Freedom from lust and freedom from greed
freedom from anger and freedom from breed.
Freedom from jealousy and freedom from pride
freedom from within and freedom from outside.
Freedom of always not having anything to hide.

Freedom from space and also freedom from time
freedom from attachment and freedom from crime
Freedom to work and freedom to play
freedom to believe and freedom to pray.
Freedom to experience a rebirth someday.

Freedom from the body and freedom from the mind
freedom from the ego and freedom from being blind.
Freedom of transcendence being of the spiritual kind.

Universal freedom is eternal and infinite bliss
we should all therefore be able to realise this.

poem by George Krokos
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Truth Or Lie

If all I knew was a lie
Twisted truth do wickedness imply
Words no meaning certainty deny
Surreal speech reason belie

Truth enslaves purpose lie
That life I would live and die
Memories doped and passion cry
Reality betray my tears to try

A lie is truth compel comply
Friendship foe breath is shy
To be or not my mind standby
Question all I ask why

All that I know is a lie
A truth with purpose to untie
Exist in mystery love defy
Worthless to time hate underlie

If all I knew was a lie
What is life for me to try?

poem by Stephen Dantes
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A Shepherd's Dream

A silly shepherd lately sat
Among a flock of sheep;
Where musing long on this and that,
At last he fell asleep.
And in the slumber as he lay,
He gave a piteous groan;
He thought his sheep were run away,
And he was left alone.
He whoop'd, he whistled, and he call'd,
But not a sheep came near him;
Which made the shepherd sore appall'd
To see that none would hear him.
But as the swain amazèd stood,
In this most solemn vein,
Came Phyllida forth of the wood,
And stood before the swain.
Whom when the shepherd did behold
He straight began to weep,
And at the heart he grew a-cold,
To think upon his sheep.
For well he knew, where came the queen,
The shepherd durst not stay:
And where that he durst not be seen,
The sheep must needs away.
To ask her if she saw his flock,
Might happen patience move,
And have an answer with a mock,
That such demanders prove.
Yet for because he saw her come
Alone out of the wood,
He thought he would not stand as dumb,
When speech might do him good;
And therefore falling on his knees,
To ask but for his sheep,
He did awake, and so did leese
The honour of his sleep.

poem by Nicholas Breton
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The Purpose Of Life

we are humans nothing less
no one is perfect everyone makes mistake
we hurt each other, we hates each other
that's the purpose of life
when we end up lonely it's normal to treats others in a bad situation
when we have no one to run to or to speaks with it's normal to be used
that's the purpose of life
how would the world works without struggling?
life is not fair it is just a pain so understand that
life is all about taking risks so understand the task
the purpose of life

poem by Guenael Oristel
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Sisters, O Sisters

-male chauvinist pig engineer, ha! ha!
-right on, sister!
We lost our green land, we lost our clean air,
We lost our true wisdom and we live in despair.
O sisters, o sisters, lets stand up right now,
Its never too late to start from the start.
O wisdom, o wisdom, thats what we ask for,
And, yes, my dear sisters, we must learn to ask.
Wisdom, o wisdom, thats what we ask for,
Thats what we live for no-oo-ow.
Wisdom, o wisdom, thats what we ask for,
Thats what we live for no-oo-ow.
O sisters, o sisters, lets wake up right now,
Its never too late to shout from our hearts.
O freedom, o freedom, thats what we fight for,
And, yes, my dear sisters, we must learn to fight.
Freedom, o freedom, thats what we ask for,
Thats what we live for no-oo-ow.
O freedom, o freedom, thats what we ask for,
Thats what we live for no-oo-ow.
O sisters, o sisters, lets give up no more,
Its never too late to build a new world.
O new world, o new world, thats what we live for,
And, yes, my dear sisters, we must learn to live.
New world, o new world, thats what we live for,
Thats what we must now learn to build.
O new world, o new world, thats what we live for,
Thats what we must now learn to build.
New world, o new world, thats what we live for,
Thats what we must now learn to build.
O new world, o new world, thats what we live for,
Thats what we must now learn to build.

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Prayer To The Great Spirit

Great Spirit hear my call
and teach me of these things
I do not know
let me walk free with the wolf clan
so I may learn their wisdom
through the eyes of our sacred
of your creation

Give me strength to protect and preserve
what we have left of our Mother Earth
make me wise to teach others to follow
the path meant for us to take
by your grace
in this world now out of place
from our human race

I am only but one man
but guide me to help save
what we have taken away
with our ignorance and destruction
bring peace and harmony back again
for many generations to come
to end this misery of pain
so our children will live a life they deserve

Let me bring light into the hearts
of the shallow
and show them the ways of long ago
to walk in footprints of my ancestors
that for many years have softly tread
on the beauty of this precious land

Let these river's run wide and freely flow
with the presence of every touch by your hand
bring back what was for so long dead
let this sun shine on this sacred ground
that is covered in blood flowing red
with our hate and greed

Heal these wounds I bleed
make me a warrior a chosen one
to forever stand proud and tall
when times are hard and tears fall
from what we have done

Show me the way when my people forget
our true purpose and meaning here
so that I may bring better days tomorrow
of yesterdays forever gone
in these times of sorrow
one day we will all soon regret

Let me not walk in fear
in this moment of need
as I ask of your guidance on my vision
and my journey
you had given to me
Spiritwind-2010

poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Keep The Intent Of Your Purpose

Although there seems to be,
A slowing done of your focused flow...
Keep the intent of your purpose.
Don't let that motivation go.

Stay true to yourself,
Knowing your beliefs do not deceive.
Keep the intent of your purpose.
Do not let that purpose leave.

It is difficult enough,
To constantly be bombarded...
From those events,
That fuss things up.

It's enough to want to cuss,
Everything believed to be corrupt.
But that 'outside' stuff that is happening...
Has a meaning that should awaken all of us.

Although there seems to be,
A slowing done of your focused flow...
Keep the intent of your purpose.
Don't let that motivation go.

Stay true to yourself,
Knowing your beliefs do not deceive.
Keep the intent of your purpose.
Do not let that purpose leave.

Each day collect pieces,
Of your sanity.
Keep the intent of your purpose.
Be gentle and easily allow yourself to breathe.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Still

I still know:
The wisdom that flowed from your lips
like a river never ending.
The love that poured on the earth
Like that rain that waters the plant

I still see:
Your flesh, bare and naked-
the naked truth that we forsook
Your hands, stretching in embrace
like you knew I needed redemption.

I still hear:
your groaning, chilling the quiet souls
Like the shepherd sound to alert his sheep,
Your call to the father
The innocence buried, conscience forsaken

I still feel:
Your scars, the sign of your mercy
Pregnant with love, filled with passion
Your pain, the sum of our joy
Like the sacrifice of a soldier!

I still know and feel it
The truth and the pain
That this world so much resists
I still hear and see it
The call and the shame
that the judges of the world have ignored

poem by Timothy muggaga
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Your Purpose of Living

The master of purpose does not
respect certificate or degree;
He only respect people
with purpose in life.

Purpose is the gate fee
to success land.
Purpose is your direction.
Purpose is an objective in life,
dream, and what you are here for.

You cannot move on in life
until you have discovered
your objectives in life,
which is your purpose of living.

poem by Franca Kenneth
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