I've always loved to prove people wrong. I want to be able to cross color lines, because in music, there really is no barrier.
quote by Pink
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What Color? (Hope)
what color
was the dust
from which the stars
were made?
what color is the hunger
written on the child's face?
what color is justice,
forgiveness, desire, truth?
what color is the wind....
the rain, gravity,
and knowledge?
what color is equality?
what color is freedom?
what color is eternity?
what color is redemption?
what color is God?
what color were the nails
that hung Jesus on the cross?
what color was enlightenment
falling on the Buddha as he sat
'neath that tree?
what color is prejudice, hatred,
fear, greed, apathy.....
what color your skin?
nay, what color is your blood?
and what color are the eyes
of humanity staring through the darkness?
and what color is hope?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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As We Walk...
.
as we walk
the lines of injustice blur
twisted by racial slurs
little innuendos that say i’m superior
fade into the night
as if they were never there
as we walk
the memories of discrimination
by a hate filled nation
rekindle in the thoughts of children
like those who died in South African jails
lynched in southern magnolias
tarred, and feathered
or when OJ was found innocent
then you saw the real color barrier
how dare you let a black man off
when for decades whites did it almost every day
as we walk
don’t hide the truth
in rap songs, poetry, or inside
don’t let your color destroy your pride
white children saying we know it was wrong
hispanics saying we feel it too! !
asians screaming it’s wrong
as we walk
we must all stand strong
what does having a black president really mean?
except a change in history
one man can’t stop a nations misery
as we walk
through the sands of racism
tunnnel through the wall of injustice
run into the pain of life
we must unite
as we walk
.
Let It Play
Did you ever get up on the wrong side of bed
With an achin head and just fall apart?
Youre running late, the boss is bitchin,
Its cold outside, and the car wont start
Well I dont mean to bitch I swear
Cause we all got our cross to bear
Chorus:
But when I hear the music
All my troubles just fade away
When I hear the music
Let it play, let it play
When I hear the music
Sure as darkness I can see the day
When I hear the music
Let it play
Let it play
Lifes just rented space getting laid to waste
When the lines on my face say Im growing older
Just a stitch in time gonna save my mind
When the weight of the world lies on my shoulders
Soon I wont have a place to fit
But Ill cross that bridge when I come to it
Chorus
song performed by by Poison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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As We Walk
as we walk
the lines of injustice blur
twisted by racial slurs
little innuendos that say i’m superior
fade into the night
as if they were never there
as we walk
the memories of discrimination
by a hate filled nation
rekindle in the thoughts of children
like those who died in South African jails
lynched in southern magnolias
tarred, and feathered
or when OJ was found innocent
then you saw the real color barrier
how dare you let a black man off
when for decades whites did it almost every day
as we walk
don’t hide the truth
in rap songs, poetry, or inside
don’t let your color destroy your pride
white children saying we know it was wrong
hispanics saying we feel it too! !
asians screaming it’s wrong
as we walk
we must all stand strong
what does having a black president really mean?
except a change in history
one man can’t stop a nations misery
as we walk
through the sands of racism
tunnnel through the wall of injustice
run into the pain of life
we must unite
as we walk
poem by Keith Ricardo Williams
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Erace
How I hate
When people chose not to vote
Like why did we have
The Civil Rights movement?
So you could sit at home
And complain how the wrong
Man won that race
So many people fought
ERACING the lines
That other's dare not cross
Just so you could have a voice
That you could use to make a choice-
How I hate when people
Of color and others
Use the 'N' word
As if most of them knew
Where it came from
How they should ERACE that word
From their vocabulary
That once mocked their ancestral family
And when others from another race
Use it- it's not a matter of usage right
But why continue that 'White Hate'?
Did you know that the origin of the 'N' word
Is Latin-
Yes indeed because I did my research
And even before that
I opposed the use of that demeaning term-
How I hate
That racism still plagues
Over our society
Like a cloudy sky
That won't let the sun shine
And even in these times
People are refused jobs,
Because of the shade of their skin
How people should be made
Color blind
If thats what it takes
To ERACE the hate
And those who
Discriminate-
How I hate
That even after some many years
After all those
Marches to ERACE
All that wronged our society
We still must deal with the ignorance
Of so many around us
And that's not to discredit
All the progress made
But facts are facts
And until that 'hateful mentality' isn't
ERACED from those minds
The cycle of racism and hatered
Will still arise
poem by Mark Rivera
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My Perspective Of music In My Life<3
I love music its my life
If I was a dude I'd make it my wife
I study music like its a test
Music to me is not a guest
I could sit & listen all day long
I know music could do no wrong
Music is Beautiful
The lyrics are real
The mood and beat is wall I can feel
When you love music & give it control
Music can be your heart body & soul
I love to sing with the music
I love music & I can prove it
poem by Princess Artis
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Music, Dance And Song
Without song and dance and music how boring life would be
From the cares of life these three can set the heart free
The music inspires people to dance and song
And you with the sad face you can sing along,
Music, song and dance cross the cultural divide
These three loved by billions and performed World-wide
They soothe the savage breast and people unite
And open the soul windows to allow in light,
Song and dance and music they are part of life
On Valentine's day the man sings to his wife
And people have been dancing for thousands of years
And music can stir the feelings to laughter and tears
And though the Seasons have come and the Seasons have gone
Music, dance and song will forever live on.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Color Me
I wish that they would color me
The color of the rose
The color of the spring
Or the color of the snow.
If again they’d color me
The color that I would be
Would be the color I could see
As long as I am free.
As I wish that they would color me
The color of the trees
Or the color of the leaves
And then that color I would be.
I wish that I was a rainbow
With the many colors of the sky
Or the single color of a star
Shimmering in the night.
And if again they would color me
The color that I would be
Would be the color that is me
Is the color that I could see.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Poem: Song to the Holy Cross
The cross of love:
The cross I love:
The cross I'd loved all life;
The wooden cross:
The holy cross:
The cross that bore man's strife.
The oaken cross:
The heavy cross:
The cross Jesus carried;
The cross on which
Christ Lord was nailed:
And bore man's sins indeed.
The cross of death:
The blood-stained cross:
The Savior, man, redeemed;
The cross of life's
Victory o'er death:
That souls on earth must heed.
poem by John Celes
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One By One
I remember wasting time
Watching as the planes fly by
I remember hearing the engines echoing through the sky
And they used to say
That someday you'll forget it
You won't hear them
And they used to say
That time goes by
That nothing changes
[Chorus]
I won't miss my flight again
I'm not where I belong
So give me just one chance
And one by one I'll prove you wrong
One by one I'll prove you wrong
I remember every night
Sitting by the runway side
I remember waiting for a reason to say goodbye
And they used to say
That someday you'll forget it
You won't hear them
And they used to say
The day goes by but you can't change it
[CHORUS]
Sometimes I think I've been wrong
But this is the place that I think I belong
And everytime I speak my mind I'm leaving you behind
and I won't miss my flight again
I'm not where I belong
So give me just one chance
And one by one I'll prove you wrong
I won't miss my flight again
I'm not where I belong
So give me just one chance
And one by one I'll prove you wrong
one by one I'll prove you wrong
one by one I'll prove you wrong
one by one I'll prove you wrong
song performed by by Simple Plan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hating people because of their color is wrong. And it doesn't matter which color does the hating. It's just plain wrong.
quote by Muhammad Ali
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Can Prove You Wrong
(monty criswell/greg mcdougal/billy spencer)
I know he gave you every reason
To lose your faith in love
Give me the chace Ill find the pieces
To a heart thats given up
You say theres nothing I can do
But no ones ever too far gone
Its a heartache talking when
You say youll never love again
And I can prove you wrong
I can prove you wrong
I know I can make you see
That youre right where you belong
When youre right here with me
If I could wrap these arms around you
You wont even know hes gone
But if youre still afraid
Love always ends that way
I can prove you wrong
I can show you what Im saying
Is so much more than empty words
And if you want me here Im staying
But Ill walk away if you prefer
A broken heart takes time to heal
And right now yours is not that strong
You say theres no one left for you
But if you want me to
I can prove you wrong
I can prove you wrong
I know I can make you see
That youre right where you belong
When youre right here with me
If I could wrap these arms around you
You wont even know hes gone
But if youre still afraid
Love always ends that way
I can prove you wrong
But if youre still afraid
Love always ends that way
I can prove you wrong
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I turn On
I turn on,
My love.
Chidinma
My love,
She's so sure
It has gone wrong.
And my song,
It is so long.
Chidinma,
Please don't
Get me wrong.
My love
Has been so pure.
Don't cry
For someday I'll die
I just want to
Give my best
Till the day
I go to rest.
Had Homer
Been my tutor
Perhaps my lines
Would not
Have been so wrong.
Had Milton not
Been so blinded,
Perhaps his lines
Might not have
Been so dictated.
Had Soyinka not
Been so imprisoned
Perhaps the man
Wouldn't have died.
If Biafrans had not
Been so starved,
Perhaps the war
Would not
Have been so lost
And they all know
I don't like lines
Than rhyme.
But till the day I die
I will be by your side.
Someday I know
I'll rise and fly
With Christ.
Chidinma,
Let us now
Talk of our love
I have not been
So in love before
Never knew
How it feels
To love
And in turn
Be loved
By this girl I saw
But now I know
Chidinma
Your love
Is best of all.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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I Lost The Music Of My Poetry
I LOST THE MUSIC OF MY POETRY
I lost the music of my poetry
I tried to hear it again
In old lines of my own,
Or in the lines of more musical poets-
Tehillim and Kohleth
Stevens and Keats, Hopkins Wordsworth and Dickinson-
Shakespeare-
But I heard no music of my own
Perhaps I have never really had
A music of my own.
Perhaps all I have had
Is what I have here-
Short lines of prose
Which also have their rhythm-
But are not true poems
And certainly do not sing together
As my soul would.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I was thinking about that, about what lines you'd be willing to cross if someone took your loved one or child.
Tic-Tac-Toe
(DickKellyMosleyRotheryTrewavas)
[The music for this song later became "The Release"]
We are led by the light at the end of the tunnel
We are guided by the fires of our burning dreams
We're inspired by our ideals and driven by conscience
To cross what the cynics perceive as naive
We the people want it straight for a change
We the people are getting tired of your games
We the people want the answers laid out on the lines
No more of your cheap propaganda
And stop talking tic-tac-toe
We the people fight your arms dealers wars
We the people want our futures secure
We the people want a peace staying all the way
So cut out your message
And take all your talking tic-tac-toe
Everyone needs a symbol ...
If you don't know of the reason
Well how can you take a stand ...
You need to be sure
You need to return to an open ...
Take a lesson from me
Take a lesson from me
That children play tic-tac-toe
song performed by by Marillion
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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What is the Color of love?
Written by: Wilfred C. Mellers Monday, February 12,2007
I have dated different people before and the one thing that I have found out is that we all want the same thing. To love and be loved, to be understood and appreciated, to be valued as a human being, and to be respected as a couple.
It doesn’t matter who you are or where you come from.
What matters the most is what is on the inside.
Trust doesn’t come with a color
Honesty doesn’t come with a color
Commitment doesn’t come with a color
Hope doesn’t come with a color
Sharing doesn’t come with a color
Faith doesn’t come with a color
Sacrifice doesn’t come with a color
Wanting doesn’t come with a color
Despair and loneliness doesn’t come with a color
Unfaithfulness doesn’t come with a color
Longevity doesn’t come with a color
Caring doesn’t come with a color
Wanting to be with someone doesn’t come with a color
Spending your life with someone doesn’t come with a color
Giving oneself doesn’t come with a color
Sharing values doesn’t come with a color
If all these things don’t come with a color, then why do we look at the superficial than the substance of love? It doesn’t matter who you are with but that you are with someone that loves and cares for you. That someone that will be there for you in your darkest hour of need is what that is important. We train our kids to look at the differences that we have than look at the content of ones character. We all belong to the human family and this is what makes us the same. We are all like flowers blooming in a great garden we call earth. We come in many different colors, shades, and styles. What makes us different is what makes us the same. A bee doesn’t care about the color of the flower only that the nectar is sweet.
You my friend are sweet nectar that blooms only for awhile just to disappear till time again to bloom. Cherish the differences that make us all human. A color is nothing more than just that; a color.
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Human Beings
Uncle Dan said
'now listen
There's right and there's wrong
and there two kinds of people:
those that can't be trusted to be right
and those that cannot be trusted with being wrong.
Take out the microscope and lets' see
what that person does when they
have you in the wrong.
If they treat you like you ain't' human
anymore
then that is the face of evil.
I worry more about those who
think they's absolutely right tho
than those that know's they's wrong.
Find out who is convinced they's
absolutely right about anything
and run the other way
that is a dangerous woman,
or man.
Now if you find a person who
sees that you is wrong and
don't judge.
That is a human being.
that includes you judging others
too.
Avoid people trying to prove
they is right
sure sign that they is wrong.
Avoid the person constantly
talking about how they have
been wronged
just means they are waiting their
change to get even on somebody
anybody
anybody close will do.
Talk to people who say
I may be right or I may be wrong
but proving right or wrong is not important
only how you treat people and yourself
inside
is important.
Leave the rest.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Music's Place
Music may not make the world go ‘round
But you will never really be alive
If it doesn't orbit your world
Music exists in every corner of the world
In that sense music doesn't have a place
But everywhere you go there is a place for music
Music is the great connector of the world
One's language is not a barrier for communicating
For music is universal and all instruments get along
Music is not a necessity, unless you are a musician
But life without music is almost unthinkable
On second thought, maybe music does make the world turn
poem by Paul H Nelson
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The Chant Of The Cross-Bearing Child
I bear dis cross dis many a mile.
O de cross-bearin' chile--
De cross-bearin' chile!
I bear dis cross 'long many a road
Wha' de pink ain't bloom' an' de grass done mowed.
O de cross-bearin' chile--
De cross-bearin' chile!
Hits on my conscience all dese days
Fo' ter bear de cross ut de good Lord lays
On my po' soul, an' ter lif my praise.
O de cross-bearin' chile--
De cross-bearin' chile!
I 's nigh-'bout weak ez I mos' kin be,
Yit de Marstah call an' He say,--'You 's free
Fo' ter 'cept dis cross, an' ter cringe yo' knee
To no n'er man in de worl' but me!'
O de cross-bearin' chile--
De cross-bearin' chile!
Says you guess wrong, ef I let you guess--
Says you 'spec' mo', an'-a you git less:--
Says you go eas', says you go wes',
An' whense you fine de road ut you like bes'
You betteh take ch'ice er any er de res'!
O de cross-bearin' chile--
De cross-bearin' chile!
He build my feet, an' He fix de signs
Dat de shoe hit pinch an' de shoe hit bines
Ef I on'y w'ah eights an-a wanter w'ah nines;
I hone fo' de rain, an' de sun hit shines,
An' whilse I hunt de sun, hits de rain I fines.--
O-a trim my lamp, an-a gyrd my lines!
O de cross-bearin' chile--
De cross-bearin' chile!
I wade de wet, an' I walk de dry:
I done tromp long, an' I done clim high;
An' I pilgrim on ter de jasper sky,
An' I taken de resk fo' ter cas' my eye
Wha' de Gate swing wide an' de Lord draw nigh,
An' de Trump hit blow, an' I hear de cry,--
'You lay dat cross down by an' by!--
O de Cross-bearin' Chile--
Do Cross-bearin' Chile!'
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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