Truth never comes into the world but like a bastard, to the ignominy of him that brought her birth.
quote by John Milton
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Bastard
Out go the lights
In goes my knife
Pull out his life
Consider that bastard dead
Get on your knees
Please beg me, please
Youre the king of sleaze
Dont you try to rape me
(chorus)
Bastard
Consider that bastard dead
Bastard
Wont get screwed again
Whoa! whoa!
Bastard
Make it quick, blow off his head
Got your neck in the noose
I got nothing to loose
Were really gonna screw you
Consider that bastard dead
Quick as a shark
Beast has its mark
You cant beat the dark
Dont you try to rape me
(chorus)(solo)(chorus)
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Justifiable Hate
I want to hurt that bastard!
He’s caused me so much pain.
I hate that bastard so much,
my blood boils in my veins.
He thinks he has escaped me
by dying and moving on,
but I’ll still get that bastard
when my days are done.
poem by Tex T Sarnie
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Bastard Wants To Hit Me
He says he knows me
But I don't know that guy
He's waving at me
But he looks kind of mad
Some crazy bastard wants to hit me
He's waving me over so he can hit me
But I don't know that guy
But I'm not going over there
Some crazy bastard wants to hit me
How have we come to this pass?
How can I get to my car?
Climb in, turn the ignition
Pull onto the highway
Where I am free
Some crazy bastard wants to hit me
He's waving me over so he can hit me
And who the hell is he?
I can't believe this is happening
That crazy bastard wants to hit me
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Bastard
(ian hunter)
Vestal virginia - aint got a bad thought in ya - youre a bastard
Mean as a killer - instinct thats within ya - youre a bastard.
Laughs like a drain and it messes up my brain
Cos you know I like the pain of never knowing
Space cow Ill chew the bad blood running through ya
Kiss you as you hit the floor cos you dont even know that youre a bastard
Theres a crisis in the kitchen
But that dont stop you bitchin - youre a bastard
You got that yellowjacket touch,
With the stings that hurt so much - youre such a bastard
Flirting in the shadows, aiming all those little arrows,
Youre as shallow as the gallows you got me in to. (yeah)
Voodoo dolls gonna line the room, handcuffs glinting in the gloom,
One day youll find that hidden door, inside everyone screams that youre a bastard.
(youre such a)
You twist me til Im lame, then you spin the coin again - youre such a bastard
Youre so naturally perverse, you aint even gotta rehearse -youre such a bastard
Fly like a witch, without running in some pitch
Why dont you break the switch that takes me over
My prison is your brain, your prisoners insane
Forgot all the keys, you can break the chains
But you dont even take the blame you bastard.
(bastard, bastard) Im enjoying that lately, you know just the beginnings
(bastard)
The agony and the ecstacy meeting at the middle of my mouth
The agony and the ecstacy cant spit it out.
Sometimes on a rainy day I draw you.
Hope for....love.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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This Moody Bastard
Little friend of mine
Can you still recall
Our salad days
Between the ivy walls?
Beneath the autumn sun?
When all is said and done
We were a good combination
We were good clean fun
Still my thoughts roll back
Every now and then
Think about you
Remembering
I start in smiling and
I just cant stop
You on the bottom
Me on top
These days its like a tomb
Amid in the stacks of gloom
Looking out the window
In the downstairs room
And the time goes by
And the time goes by
Sometimes it goes so slowly
You know a man could cry
Till the day goes down
In deep disgrace
With empty pockets
And a dirty face
And then the day boils over
And theres nothing there
But a roomful of smoke and a lot of hot air
This moody bastard remembers
You were some kind of friend even then
Once in a great while
He needs one...
This moody bastard
This moody bastard
He needs one
He needs some kind of friend now and again
Once in blue moon
Could use one
This moody bastard
Little friend of mine
You dont even know
When the wind starts blowing
How far a man could go
Little friend of mine
Are you even there
Did you disappear
Back into thin air
If you re still here with me
If you got this far
I hope youre smiling
In fact I know you are
This moody bastard remembers
You were some kind of friend even then
Once in a great while
He needs one...
This moody bastard
This moody bastard
He needs one
He needs some kind of friend now and again
Once in blue moon
Could use one
This moody bastard
This moody bastard
song performed by by Steely Dan
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Hang The Dj
(tell me, how do you spell dj ? )
160 beats per minute
Is the only thing that I hear
Everybody is dancing with themselves
No whispering in each others ear
Being hopeless at the djs mercy
I told him once and I told him twice
To play a slow song for me and my baby
But he didnt wanna follow my advice
Loving couples all over the world
United there is hope
Lets get some drinks for the boys and girls
And for the dj a rope
Hang the dj hang him high
Kill this bastard kiss goodbye
Hang the dj hang him high
Kill this bastard kiss goodbye
Another night another dj
But somehow everthings the same
Flashing lights and my baby smiles
I saw the dj and I knew Ill loose this game
Shes got that look something in her eyes
The music starts and snap its gone
Youve killed my dream now its on you
You bloody ignorant bastard son
Loving couples all over the world
United there is hope
Lets get some drinks for the boys and girls
And for the dj a rope
Hang the dj hang him high
Kill this bastard kiss goodbye
Han the dj hang him high
Kill this bastard kiss goodbye
The dj lynchmob says goodbye
To all the jerks that made us cry
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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Have a Karna in someone
To save from an ignominy,
Is far more than any helps
That anyone can render.
Karna’s gratitude tp Dhryodhan
Is a perfect example.
[In Epic the Mahabarata, Karna was faithful to King Dhryodhan, who saved him from the ignominy of not being a king to fight Arjun.]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Saddam was a bastard, but he was our bastard.
quote by Phil Donahue
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That Peace And Silence is In your heart!
Before the birth of universe,
Before the birth of star and universe,
Before the birth of space and time,
Before the eternal vibration,
there was grand silence,
And that is still in your heart!
Before the birth of Earth,
Before the birth of stars an Sun,
There was love and love brought elements,
And elements joined hands in love,
And the affinities and hinderences,
On the bass of background vibration AUM,
Dance of creation and destruction,
Started with its own orchestra,
Brought the stage show called life,
And that eternal Truth,
May one call it God,
Or Almighty, is watching its own dance,
Silently seated in every heart,
Find in your own heart
that silent witness!
Peace and silence of that truth,
Is all eloquent,
Great orator, always sit silent when others talk,
Silently picking word by word,
Gross and subtle meanings of all sentences,
Look at its patience,
Patiently waiting for end of dance of desires,
Speech of own ignorance,
And music of all dualities,
Duet music of nature and immature souls!
That peace is not lost,
Its silence is proof of its presence,
Its presence is basis of life,
Its own nature is above,
Above all perspectives and perceptives
Game of love of energy and matter!
found in nature!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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No bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country.
quote by George S. Patton
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Birth Love
My love is like a birth
Happens once, once for a soul
Cute face and tiny structure
Loved by all as a child
Even I got the care and love
All the joys and happiness on earth
But only for somewhile and sometime
As a man passes his infancy and gets adult.
All I know is my love remains in me
As an infant child of innocence
As the essence and childhood memories
It comes before me when I think
Think of myself with them and her.
Going with Keat's and his dogma
Beauty is truth, truth beauty
Love is birth, birth love
This is all you know about birth
This is what you need to know of love.
poem by Abhimanyu Kumar.s
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poem by David Keig
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You're Not My Son
You are not a bastard
you're still my son,
though you're not my son
My blood don't run
through your vein.
but my words and love does.
I saw you alone
in a quiet path,
you were there, lonely.
I looked around saw no one,
i picked you up and you smiled.
I held you close to my heart
and you did not cry.
brought you in my lonely home
and you made it whole
filling my emptiness with happiness.
My wife doubted your existent
i try to explain but she left
saying am unfaithful.
I took you away from my old world
you became my world
as i watched you grow up.
i gave you wings
but you choose to walk with me.
When you asked me about your mother
i lied.
When you ask me about my family,
i lied.
I loved you, that's no lie.
I am no longer in or of these world.
in between My WILL
i have left these words.
for i was too afraid of
how you will feel or
what you might do.
Don't cry now because
when i picked you up
you didn't cry.
though you're not my son.
You're my son.
poem by Enebeli Ifyprada
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Three Things That Cannot Be Hidden
allegedly there are three things that cannot be hidden.
the sun
the moon
and the truth
throughout my life i have hidden the truth
about myself and it will still be that way
till i take my last
breath
do not insist in seeing that face of truth
my truth is ugly
and i have seen it from the very first day
that they brought
me here
without my permission
i know you like to see it and perhaps describe the horrible details of its
features
i plea before you
do not lift the cover of my being
you may soon regret that you live in this world having seen
the ugly face of my
truth
do not insist to see my truth
it may be the cause of your untimely death
and the gods may pity you
look at me
i wear a smile but my heart is bleeding
it is inflamed
but never bursting.
poem by Yolly Polly
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The MoonWalker
Here lies The Moonwalker
The greatest of all performers
The one who inspired the whole world
And brought us closer together
Here lies The Moonwalker
The greatest vocal artist
Whom he himself suffered
But still brought our world together
Here lies The Moonwalker
The greatest dancer of all time
He was diagnosed with vertigo
And still brought our world together
Here lies The Moonwalker
One of the best human right fighters that ever lived
Whom himself was accused and trialled
But still brought our world together
Here lies The Moonwalker
Who without a choice was turned a different colour
Who was convicted and discriminated
And still brought our world together
Here lies The Moonwalker
Who was cheated and lied to
Whose children were forced to were masks
But still brought our world together
Here lies The Moonwalker
Who performed his heart and soul
Who millions of people idolized
But still brought our world together
HERE LIES THE MOONWALKER
Who donated over $150,000,000 to the sick, hungry and poor
His songs were amazing amongst them were:
Man in the Mirror, Will you be There and Heal the World
These songs are all based on life....
Michael Jackson Brought The World Closer Together
Dedicated to Michael Jackson, hoping his soul rests in peace in heaven up above.
poem by Jennifer Maliya
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(V - 2009) The Truth of the Truth
The Sages and Seers
That be and have been
Cannot have seen
The truth of the Truth!
What they see as Truth
Is Truth merely
It’s not really
The truth of the Truth!
The Ultimate Truth
Cannot be known
We aren’t that grown –
The truth of the Truth!
We’re part of the Truth
We’re trying to see
We’re yet so tiny –
The truth of the Truth!
Though hard and great
The pains we give
We cannot outlive
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to you once
Remains not the same
So changing the game –
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to a man
Is not Truth to all
That’s what we call
The truth of the Truth!
These thoughts as I pen
It’s Truth to me
It’s to me only
The truth of the Truth!
Classy Plastic Lumber
Buh duh buh buh buh
Bud duh buh buh buh buh buh buh buh
You go right through me
I go right through but I'm about to
Go on reminding you I am about to see you through it
Buh duh buh buh buh
Bud duh buh buh buh buh duh buh buh
Buh duh buh buh buh
Your mouth not mind is open wide
You don't have a clue
I I am a reminder
You've got a voice so talk to yourself
Lift the bad weight off your mullet
And let the thoughts fall off your tongue
Cause I'm callin' callin' callin'
I've never written to anyone
So this is about ugly lovers
And this is about pretty songs
Cause I'm a bastard bastard bastard
In my lipstick I'm so much fun
Connect your wood feet to a motor
And the chrome dance trophy is won
A little classy plastic lumber
I'm embarassed but I ain't that stunned
Looks like the humans' days are numbered
That's a sitcom that was number one
Cause we're a past tense late rate (?)
I must've thouroughly convinced us not to mess this place up
(Shameful shameful shameful)
song performed by by Modest Mouse
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What Extraordinary Circumstance Brought Me? (Enclosed Triplet)
What type of circumstance brought me
in my own birth
to a planet that is not of death free,
to a world that constantly is in decay
here to this earth
where but a single sun brightens the day;
I could have served at the feet of God,
in joy, in mirth;
where I now in destruction’s footsteps trod?
I ask these questions in true sincerity
when hope I girth,
what type of circumstance brought me?
poem by Gert Strydom
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How Fortunate the Man with None
From the play "Mother Courage"
You saw sagacious Solomon
You know what came of him,
To him complexities seemed plain.
He cursed the hour that gave birth to him
And saw that everything was vain.
How great and wise was Solomon.
The world however did not wait
But soon observed what followed on.
It's wisdom that had brought him to this state.
How fortunate the man with none.
You saw courageous Caesar next
You know what he became.
They deified him in his life
Then had him murdered just the same.
And as they raised the fatal knife
How loud he cried: you too my son!
The world however did not wait
But soon observed what followed on.
It's courage that had brought him to that state.
How fortunate the man with none.
You heard of honest Socrates
The man who never lied:
They weren't so grateful as you'd think
Instead the rulers fixed to have him tried
And handed him the poisoned drink.
How honest was the people's noble son.
The world however did not wait
But soon observed what followed on.
It's honesty that brought him to that state.
How fortunate the man with none.
Here you can see respectable folk
Keeping to God's own laws.
So far he hasn't taken heed.
You who sit safe and warm indoors
Help to relieve our bitter need.
How virtuously we had begun.
The world however did not wait
But soon observed what followed on.
It's fear of god that brought us to that state.
How fortunate the man with none.
poem by Bertolt Brecht
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Sonnet- Yet, God Is Just
Oh God, must human heads bear such big loads?
Should napes of Oxen take such heavy yoke?
Yet, everywhere, abound such human toads!
White-collared-criminals, smooth-tongued, who smoke.
Oh God, what ignominy men suffer?
What weather-beaten faces live on earth?
What roughened hands result from hard labor?
How many get orphaned ever since birth?
0 God, how poverty invites deceit?
How fate decides a life unfortunate?
The world believes in pomp and show /conceit;
Nevertheless, aren't we fortunate?
Yet, God is just and kind to all earthlings,
Takes care of, loves the least of His beings.
poem by John Celes
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