Bryan
I am blind and mute to this world but,
I do write thaz the world may also learn;
For Bryan is my name and,
I desire mercy and not sacrifice.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Desire To Know You
First World,
Second World,
A Third World call when a bard writes;
Flow with my mind and let us rule the world.
In my mind,
In my world,
With my views to teach many;
The desire to know you matters to me.
To appreciate it,
To love it,
A Third World call when a bard writes;
The hope to work with you.
Of a world full of questions and answers,
Of the love of the muse that muses;
To swim with an empty bowl at hand with,
The vision still in mind.
Together we live, together we can make it;
Two heads are better than one.
First World,
Second World,
Write like a writer and teach like a teacher;
Two heads are better than one.
Indoors and outdoors activities,
The comedy of one's life;
There are no distances in friendship.
Together we live, together we camn make it;
Like the actions of one's move.
To appreciate it and to love it,
To write it and to learn from it,
A world full of questions and answers;
The desire to know you matters to me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Poem To Change The World
I wish I could write a poem that would change the world
A world with barbwire fences
Try to cross and you get stuck
You get pinned and you can’t come back
Ya
If I could just write a poem that would take those barbwire fences down
I wish I could write a poem that would change the world
With spotlights that blind rather than show the way
You have to look away
With spots in your eyes you cannot see
Ya
If I could just write a poem that would turn those spot lights away
I wish I could write a poem that would change the world
Airplanes that get you there if you can pay the fair
If you’re poor, you will work hard but go no where
Those who fly, are they thankful to the sky
Ya
If I could just write a poem that would make this world fair
I wish I could write a poem that would change the world
What is worse is war
And it is over there, where we send our children
There is nothing here but fear
Ya
I wish I could write a poem that make that no more
How much longer will the birds and trees
have to put up with our dirty breeze
All the water in this world
someday none of it will be safe to drink
If I could just write a poem that would clean up this mess
poem by Roger Harkness
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I Do Know My Steps
I desire mercy and not sacrifice,
For you may either be a royal subject to me or a rebel;
And like the many dead bodies i do see around me.
Even if i am drunk, i do know my steps;
So don't go into my office and disturb my books!
For out of them comes wisdom to teach the world all over.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A World That Is Learning
Their words are killing you
Your fear is part of their agenda
You feel them shaking you
And if you question their offended
Can you really risk the failure of never being wrong
Can you really take the chance
that you just don't belong to
A world that is searching to find
A world that is learning that everyone is blind
A world that is searching to find
A world that is learning
TV is changing you
You lock the doors and seal the windows
You feel so paranoid
It's like your dead before they get you
Can you really risk the failure of never being wrong
Can you really take the chance
that you just don't belong to
A world that is searching to find
A world that is learning that everyone is blind
A world that is searching to find
A world that is learning we're running out of time
This world is killing you
You've lost control of all your senses
The speed is shaking you
Things change so fast you can't remember
Should you play it say and write somebody elses songs
Or write your own though there's a chance
that you just don't belong to
A world that is searching to find
A world that is learning that everyone is blind
A world that is searching to find
A world that is learning that we're running out of time
A world that we just can't afford
With half of us counting on the coming of the
Lord
A world that is searching for love
A world that is yearning
song performed by by Zebra
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The Loneliness Of The Untiring Writer
with equanimity i write for this audience,
deaf,
blind,
mute,
....imagine some monkeys and rats, and worms and squirrels
mute, blind, deaf,
i have no regret at all,
their hearts are bigger than the islands of paradise,
the mute claps with three hundred hands,
the blind sings with all the angelic voices in tens of hundreds
the deaf dances like some kind of a wiggling worm
vitally replicating its numbers geometrically
there is still this
wanting to be caught by a hungry
black bird
it is the silence of the mute that speaks so loudly
like a speaker of the house,
it is the restlessness of the deaf that shakes me,
and i tremble like a cymbal clanging ceaselessly
the chants of the blind, mystifies me,
scented cinders, lighted candles, fireflies on the trees
conclusion: we have become one happy family
and tonight, i will be writing some more for them
I've got no other valuable audience anyway.
and, let me finally add,
it is only my dead mother who still loves me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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World Without Mercy
When your words have no meaning
And you're known as no one,
Am i someone to you,
Someone to turn to,
Even when others turn away?
Even though others turn away?
When history blurs,
And every man, women, and child,
Are left outside with no phones to be dialed,
You can't call me, i can't you.
You can't call me, i can't you.
In a world without mercy,
People dine outside your door.
In a world without mercy,
You don't have to lie anymore.
You don't have to cry anymore.
When laughter loses all its humor
And the joke is on you,
Don't take it so personal,
All this world reversal.
The things they said don't matter anyway.
The things they said don't matter anyway.
In a world without mercy,
People dine outside your door.
In a world without mercy,
You don't have to lie anymore.
You don't have to cry anymore.
Oh, can it be so painful?
Can it be so blind?
Love is vicious angel,
Fluttering wings, trapped inside your mind.
When your words have no meaning
And you're known as no one,
Am i someone to you,
Someone to turn to,
Even when others turn away?
Written by brian ritchie/victor delorenzo
defendimusics
song performed by by Violent Femmes
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This Lost World In Darkness
I HATE THIS WORLD, I WANT A WORLD OF MY WISH
I WANT A WORLD OF MY SOUL LIKE,
I WANT A WORLD WITH NO BLOOD SHED,
I WANT A WORLD WITHOUT THE TERROR,
I WANT A WORLD WITHOUT THE FALSE PRAISE N LOVE,
I WANT A WORLD OF TRUE HOPE N LOVE,
I WANT A WORLD OF ANGELS TO SHOWER HAPPINESS,
I WANT A WORLD OF HAPPINESS,
I WANT A WORLD OF TRUE FRNDSHIP,
I WANT A WORLD WITHOUT THE FAKES,
I WANT A WORLD WHICH IS OF MY WAY,
I WANT TO CHANGE THIS WORLD,
I WANT A WORLD OF MIRACLE,
I WANT A WORLD OF MERCY,
I WANT A WORLD TO SHOW TRUE COLOURS OF LIFE,
I WANT A WORLD WITH A EALTHY COMPETITION,
I WANT A WORLD WITH NO COMPLICATION,
I WANT A WORLD WITH ALL THESE FANTASIES,
I WANT A WORLD OF IMPECCABILITY,
I WANT THIS WAY,
I HOPE THIS WAY IS MY WORLD
poem by Sindhuja Setti
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God Full Of Mercy
God-Full-of-Mercy, the prayer for the dead.
If God was not full of mercy,
Mercy would have been in the world,
Not just in Him.
I, who plucked flowers in the hills
And looked down into all the valleys,
I, who brought corpses down from the hills,
Can tell you that the world is empty of mercy.
I, who was King of Salt at the seashore,
Who stood without a decision at my window,
Who counted the steps of angels,
Whose heart lifted weights of anguish
In the horrible contests.
I, who use only a small part
Of the words in the dictionary.
I, who must decipher riddles
I don't want to decipher,
Know that if not for the God-full-of-mercy
There would be mercy in the world,
Not just in Him.
Translated from the Hebrew by Barbara and Benjamin Harshav
poem by Yehuda Amichai
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When Bryan Speaks
When Bryan speaks, the town's a hive.
From miles around, the autos drive.
The sparrow chirps. The rooster crows.
The place is kicking and alive.
When Bryan speaks, the bunting glows.
The raw procession onward flows.
The small dogs bark. The children laugh
A wind of springtime fancy blows.
When Bryan speaks, the wigwam shakes.
The corporation magnate quakes.
The pre-convention plot is smashed.
The valiant pleb full-armed awakes.
When Bryan speaks, the sky is ours,
The wheat, the forests, and the flowers.
And who is here to say us nay?
Fled are the ancient tyrant powers.
When Bryan speaks, then I rejoice.
His is the strange composite voice
Of many million singing souls
Who make world-brotherhood their choice.
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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Kid Gloves
A world of difference
A world so out of touch
Overwhelmed by everything
But wanting more so much
Call it blind frustration
Call it blind mans bluff
Call each other names
Your voices rude,
Your voices rough
Then you learn the lesson
That its cool to be so tough
Handle with kid gloves
Handle with kid gloves
Then you learn the lessons
Taught in school wont be enough
Put on your kid gloves
Put on your kid gloves
Then you learn the lesson
That its cool to be so tough
A world of indifference
Heads and hearts too full
Careless of the consequence
Of constant push and pull
Anger got bare knuckles
Anger play the fool
Anger wear a crown of thorns
Reverse the golden rule
Then you learn the lesson
That its tough to be so cool
Handle with kid gloves
Handle with kid gloves
Then you learn the weapons
And the ways of hard-knock school
Put on your kid gloves
Put on your kid gloves
Then you learn the lesson
That its tough to be so cool
song performed by by Rush
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Mercy
(Kurt Stevenson, Patrick Winningham, & Chris Boesel)
Originally recorded for the Georgia soundtrack
I got a feeling
of unrighteousness
bitter cold
hollow bitterness
down the road
I walk with loneliness
mercy will follow me I'm told
Beneath this skin
there lies a heart of stone
It's growing old
so very far, from home
but a heart of gold
I may someday own?
and mercy will follow me, I'm told
mercy will you follow me
mercy will you follow me
to the final breath at last I take
mercy will you follow me
mercy will you follow me
Till the chain of this old world I finally break.
My sister sang
songs so sweet and sad
bout a man
whos love I never had
there's a train
bound for gillian?
mercy will follow me I'm told
mercy will you follow me
mercy will you follow me
till my final breath at last I take
mercy will you follow me
mercy will you follow me
Till the chains of this old world I finally break
Till the chains of this old world I finally break
Till the chains of this old world I finally break
song performed by by Counting Crows
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I write from a world
I write from a world
~
I write from a world
Of thought and feeling
A world of observation
There to be picked at
There to be used as need be
Whenever or however
It suits me to do so
I write to stave off madness
To save my tongue
From speaking ill words
I write in metaphor
To disguise such things
I am not freely open to discuss
Things better left unsaid
But which stew in the mind
And need to be let out
Other things I write in celebration
To share my joy with all
And all in this world
Shall read or hear that written
From a world of thought
Of feeling and observation
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Why I Write?
When indelible memories of the past,
Torment my heart and mind; I write.
When mist floats in front of the eyes,
The light comes from behind; I write.
When the men of the callous world,
Compel me to be confined; I write.
When my heart weeps wailing upon
The wise being led by the blind; I write.
When in self schemed distribution I see
The deserving limping behind; I write.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Where The World Hits Me Down
Where the world hits me down
I ask you to see me as your own
and make my free from all iniquity,
O God, have mercy on me.
When my whole world suddenly wavers
I still see your stars in their glittering behaviour
and I beg do not pass; let me your face see
O God, have mercy on me.
In my country there is desolation and unrest
and still I am asking you to bless,
keep me from wretchedness free
O God, have mercy on me
My lot is the conclusion of my apostasy
and daily I still see your delivery
while here I am confessing before you in transparency,
O God, have mercy on me
When in glory I stand in grace
then my eyes will be on your face
and in your presence I will have no other plea:
O God, have mercy on me.
poem by Gert Strydom
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World Need Mercy, No More Pain
before nudity
the world was beauty
After nudity
the world is still fake
the world need mercy
cause that is the main
we need mercy
and no more pain
there is no god
we are the main
make this good world
follow some good way
and, the World need mercy
no more pain
poem by DJ David Khanikar
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Change The World
(hendrix, parrish, pilson)
If we could change the world
It wouldnt change their minds
We could turn back to good
But we cant turn back time
Weve got to show them all
A world thats filled with hate and greed
Wont last for very long
Its love that we all need
Weve got to change the world now
Before we run out of time
Weve got to change the world
But we mst learn to walk
Before we learn to fly
Weve been through this before
About a million times
You cant turn back to ice
There is no compromise
Weve got to change the world now
Before we run out of time
Weve got to change to the world
But we must learn to walk
Before we learn to fly
1991 marked the year of the end of the era of communism in the soviet union.
The voices of the people were heard
The berlin wall was brought down
The people made the change
We can change the world
Weve got to change the world now
Before we run out of time
Weve got to change the world
But we must learn to walk
Before we learn to fly
If we could change the world
If we could change the world
(repeat)
song performed by by War And Peace
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Give The People In The World A Chance
Give the people in the world
A chance to embrace peace
Give the people in the world
A chance to make friends
Give the people in the world
A chance for a better education
So it can help them to get
A better paying job
Give the people in the world
A chance for them to love each other
Give a chance for the people in the world to pray
Give a chance for the people in the world to learn
To be happy
Give a chance for the people in the world to learn
To eat healthy
And to learn to take better care of their health
Give a chance for the people in the world to learn how to relax
And to learn how to cope with their anger
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Money not all that Matters
every fighter live out of its strength and honor,
worth comes within in the power of the will
that shows, any prize leaves nothing but a
pride that conquers the most prestigious line of
freedom
lean the Laurel of my soul and the time lead
no mercy to lift the stadium of cheer and yield
of my spirited world of power, learn not the
prayer of the loser, but a fate to know the
conquering warrior of the Knight’s and the
Conan of the Viking
here you are, facing the battle of no respect
to the opponent, for losing is not the option, but
a vision to capture the sky into the world of
greatness, guide every aim, to finish the
game with “Valor”
the direction is focus on the enemy of the
heart and grip the power to accept the truth that
sacrifice of hope wash, into what the bird
zoom to fly the sky
hate me not to lose and train me to sacrifice my
hope, to the freedom to fight ……
'a poem dedicated to Manny Pacquio - Pambansang
Kamao '
poem by Antonio Liao
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The World I Wanted To Write
THE WORLD I WANTED TO WRITE
The world I wanted to write
Went away from me.
The world I could write
Repeated itself endlessly.
The world I have
Now crumbles
And leaves me too afraid
To forgive.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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To be a writer
They say, when you have nothing to say
Do not say anything
They say when you have nothing good to say
Do not say anything
He is not convinced
He wants to be a writer and to be one he must write
What is in his mind
To be a writer he must write and write and write
Even when there is nothing to write
Even when there is nothing to say even when nobody listens
Even when the word is dead even when there is no sense at all
Even when he gets blind and deaf and mute even when his fingers are cut even when his mind is blank even when his consciousness is lost
Even when you are angry even when you say what is written is nothing
But trash, dung, cadaver, corpse, poo, pee, even when there is nothing
Anymore,
He writes because he is a writer and no one can stop him now.
he is
he is writing
he is writing always
he is writing always whatever that needs to be written
and here you are foolishly reading. thanks to you, audience of one.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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