Executive Order 131061
Where is your zeal and, where is your love?
And like a horse in the wilderness of love;
But with your executive order 131061!
For you failed to look back last night.
The first fruits of my increase,
But you do preach in the name of Baal (the lord) ! !
And like a horse in the wilderness of love between yesterday and today;
But i need law and security to help me move on peacefully with my mind.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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X-ing Off The Days
(C.Gray)
You walk all over anyone who dares to be a friend,
Screen and yell because you deem them unenlightened,
High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach,
Love thy fellow humans all your filthy little creeps.
X-ing off the days,
X-ing off the days
I nearly broke my back as I was handing back for you,
Half the time was hell and half a waste of time,
High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach,
Love thy fellow humans all your filthy little creeps.
X-ing off the days,
X-ing off the days.
I do not know the answer to the universe I fear,
So drown me cold and go and find your perfect man my,
dear,
High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach,
Love thy fellow humans all your filthy little creeps,
X-ing off the days,
X-ing off the days.
song performed by by Queen Adreena
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Wind Horse
Da naho… It is said,
Wind Horse, gentle Wind horse, you were the last of your kind.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you were running wild and free.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, with this freedom you did nothing but give;
When one called for help you carried them to safety,
No enemy did you have.
Da naho… It is said,
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you gave your life one day
To a boy with no leg.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you gave him your endless love.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you now run in the Great Hunting Grounds;
Giving joy to those there, as you did here.
Da naho… It is said,
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, your life was not the last gift
You gave the People.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you prayed for us, you wished a wish for us.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, we remember you through your brother Horse.
Wi: yo: h … It is good.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, we see you still.
poem by Tolly Rebeka Christian BlackWolf Hawk
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A Voice In The Wilderness
My heart was so heavy with longing for you
My arms were so lonely, lonesome and blue
Alone in my sorrow, I heard a voice cry
A voice in the wilderness, a voice from the sky
Have faith in your darling, the voice seemed to say
Be true to her memory, shell come back one day
And though there was no-one, nobody to see
A voice in the wilderness brought comfort to me
We had a quarrel, I was unkind
Why did you leave me, love made me blind
Come back to me darling, I yearn for your touch
Have pity, come back now, I need you so much
Believe me and youll hear it, the voice from above
The voice in the wilderness, the voice of true love
Believe me and youll hear it, the voice from above
A voice in the wilderness, the voice of true love.
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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What is a Horse?
What is a horse?
A horse has eyes as dainty as a mink.
The grace is interrupted merely by a blink.
A horse is beauty.
What is a horse?
A horse is a tree in a storm that never goes down.
A horse is a weathered rock that stays around.
A horse is ancient.
What is a horse?
A horse waltzes like breeze over rivers.
She curvets and leaps like rain shivers.
A horse is a marionette.
What is a horse?
A horse is determination, that never stops flowing.
A horse is fondness, that never stops growing.
A horse is poetic power.
poem by Lily Whittaker
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Young Fruits
Your love will sustain my old age and,
I need the young fruits of your breasts;
So kiss me and embrace me with your sweet love.
Of the land of my fathers and the land of my mothers,
Your young fruits of love are all that i need;
So come and let me walk through the wilderness of your love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Horse Is A Horse
A horse is a horse and a man is a man
And neither can be the other
And each can survive but is much better
In the company of one another.
And while a horse is a horse and that is true
A horse is but a beast
As a cow is a cow, some ask how
On its flesh we should not feast?
For they do so in France as in other places
And I don't know how they can
For while a horse is a horse and is only a horse
It is less a cow than it is a man!
poem by Tomás Ó Cárthaigh
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Oh Yes I Love My Horse
Oh yes I love my horse,
and my horse she doth love me.
Riding o'er the countryside,
beneath me my trusty steed.
We ride fast through sunny days,
for my little mare always enjoys to play.
She may buck and she may rear,
but never has anything been so dear;
As the horse I cherish,
and know oneday shall perish.
I enjoy each moment that we get,
always pulling gently on her bit.
For my horse is my kin,
not to be purchased by any bid.
For as a young girl I slept by her side,
willing to battle any that would cut our tie.
So for now we frolick merrily,
each day together a special rarity.
Until the day the good Lord calls her up,
and I must find solace in her son.
poem by Kayla Lonkard
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It's a Dream
I think
I am
A wild and free horse
Out in the meadows
In the wilderness
I think I am free
At will
To wander wherever I so choose
I think I am
My own master
But then my dream
Is over
And I wake up
To realize that I am a farm horse
Giving visitors the excitement of riding me
poem by Emily Krauss
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Of Love
In the wilderness of love,
Of the thick bushes that leads the way to the red sea;
So, hold on to the Valley of love beside you.
Of the sweet river of love,
Of the sweet milk that flows along it;
So be in the house of love with the romance that it brings.
In the picture of love,
Of the nakedness that we share on this passion;
With the aroma of a romance that leads to sex,
But all the flow of the milk in the river makes you shout for more.
Come and let us share this sweet love together,
Come and let us be in love all night long;
Like the sweet songs in the wilderness of love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Wilderness Flower
Wilderness flower
Wilderness flower
Beautiful in its innocent blue
In morning young hour
And rain falling shower
Your color is sweetness so true
Like pearls on spring earth
With glowing of light
Each pure and so worth
In arrangement and sight
Wilderness flower
Wearing its headdress so right
My love calls to you
(In the Icelandic wilderness, the first sign of spring are the little flowers you see everywhere – in their blossoming freedom)
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Outlaw Song
early one days morning
i came upon a fine young horse
i mounted up and led him onward
he was gray as the sky above
as the sky above
i slept down by the river
and what a sad dream i had
i'm afraid my love
it must be true
today i will go and leave you
today i will be gone
i awoke and was surrounded
nine of the law stood before me
askin me my name and business
demanding proof of me
demanding proof of me
proof of me
what do you want from me
would you have me your prisoner
no but you must give us that horse
you must give us that roan gray horse
listen he aint for sale
never for the law to ride
if that should happen none would be safe
even the birds
even the birds
would be afraid to fly
so they ask again what was my name they ask again what was my name
two were dead before they could move
two were dead before they could move
thats my name
thats my name
if you please
thats my name
thats my name
if you please
song performed by by 16 Horsepower
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Little Black Eagle
Wilderness, weld, ends, sin, sins, seen, wild, wilder, wed, is, deer, dress, seeds, side;
And like a lion in the forest!
But, do not hide your love away from me.
Wilderness, see, sees, seer, send, seers, sends, sides, rein, in, seed, weeds, less;
And like a speckled bird of prey!
But do not hide your love away from me.
Wilderness, reeds, end, sine, weed, drew, welder, wine, sew, dine, reed, sews, wire!
And to find out why you are behaving that way to the people around;
For the pool of your love is like the black eagle on a hill far away! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Process of Attraction
Women, their coy's, walking
With men or alone,
Wilderness, desires,
In their eyes;
Gestures, approach, looks,
Expecting the act of exchange,
Never generalise, looks away
In the due process of exchange, not ready to
Receive it from the recipient, with inviting eyes,
Her super ego tells her to look away,
Desires of commanding position, dictatorship,
Sit on them, ride them, just like a horse,
Some are submissive, entirely, desires of owning
The horse, knowing the horse cannot be taken for a ride,
Or perceiving the horse as an object
Of luxury, power, different, scare, well bred,
A rare vision, as it is one,
Some are hurt, bleeding roses,
Expecting the hands
To touch, kiss them care for them,
Grow them well, sprinkle
Waters of good scent on them, remove their thorns,
Lift them with the vase, they don't
Search recipient neither wait for the process of exchange, but very
Distinct in picking traits of pure love and
Reciprocating them;
poem by Muthu Krishnan
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Mary's Gators
Mary had a little horse
the horse was just a pony,
the horse had hooves and balls of course
but ate no maccaroni.
She led the horse back to her flat
they took the elevator,
at night the horse slept on a mat
next to an alligator.
As you can tell, this lady had
a screw loose in her bonnet,
she wasn't altogether bad
that's why I write no sonnet.
A sonnet would be all too clear
and show hat she was mental,
but she was really such a dear,
we'll call it accidental.
The horse grew slowly, as they do
the gator did much faster,
one day, it did, out of the blue
it happened. A disaster.
The gator ate the horse at lunch
and had a pudding later.
Don't know for sure but have a hunch,
she bought another gator.
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Sonnet: Piggy-back Ride
Yes, children enjoy a piggy-back ride!
The father as horse and mother beside;
The thrilled little ones just simply enjoy,
And mock at the horse while laughing with joy.
Giddap! Giddap! They goad the horse faster;
Today, they are the jockey and the master!
And then the horse must dance well to their tune,
Slowly, gracefully and speed up too, soon.
Sometimes, the horse is just compelled to neigh!
Shaking its head for the entire day;
No doubt, the act gets troublesome indeed;
Until taken to the ‘stable’ to feed.
At times, children can the wildest horse tame!
But, condescension’s, the key to the game.
poem by John Celes
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What Do You Really Expect?
what do you really expect
from the horse that you have
seen accidentally on the
wilderness? it is black and
wild and has no name to call
as master, and it runs as
fast as the wind, and lives
on top of cliffs and grazes
only on secret places where
the grasses are thick and
so green,
it knows the secrets of the
earth and knows where to
find water and food in abundance,
you expect to catch it
and caress it with your hands?
it is impossible! this black horse
is one of the horses of Zeus
and takes orders only from him.
tomorrow the black horse shall
be gone forever, and you
mortal one shall not forget
the griefs on the casualties
of the war in Troy.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Horse, My Love
I can only imagine
What is in your heart,
What do you feel
When we are apart?
My horse, my love,
I have given you my all
Do you dream of me,
Do you think of me at all?
My horse, my love,
I gaze into your eyes
Your presence fills the air
Ever the same, ever a surprise
My horse, my love,
Do you care for me?
I dream of you at night
When you are all I see
I can only imagine,
What is in your heart,
What do you feel
When we are apart?
More Today Than Yesterday
I dont remember what day it was
I didnt notice what time it was
All I know is that I fell in love with you
And if all my dreams come true
Ill be spending time with you
Every days a new day in love with you
With each day comes a new way of loving you
Every time I kiss your lips my mind starts to wonder
And if all my dreams come true
Ill be spending time with you
Oh I love you more today than yesterday
But not as much as tomorrow
Oh I love you more today than yesterday
But darling not as much as tomorrow
Tommorrow makes each springtime just a day away
Cupid we dont need you now be on your way
I thank the lord for love like ours that grows ever stronger
And I always will be true
Ill be spending time with you
Oh I love you more today than yesterday
But not as much as tomorrow
Oh I love you more today than yesterday
But darling not as much as tomorrow
Every days a new day, every time I love ya
Every times a new way, every time I love ya...
Very days a new day, every time I love ya
Every times a new way, every time I love ya...
Every time I love ya...
song performed by by Goldfinger
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Night Shade
I finally got the horse I prayed about
He is beautiful without a doubt.
The last two days he brought me nothing but joy.
Even though he's big he's my baby boy.
He's starting to like me and follow me around,
He speaks to my heart without making a sound
I love him so much and with all of my heart.
He's so loving and gentle we never will part.
He's with me even when he is not there.
Because he is my horse and that makes him rare.
We have a friendship of love and trust
He makes me so happy that I could just bust.
I would never leave or beat him of course
And I just thank God for NIGHT SHADE my horse.
poem by Wanda Henderson
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Me & My Horse
riding together,
you and your horse.
as you run against the wind all you call hear is-
the wind wipping your ears,
the horse's hooves thundering beneath you,
the chains of your bit as the horse pulls against the reins,
and the faint sound of the horse behind you.
your horse stops,
the horse behind you catches up.
the race is over,
freedom will have to wait until next time.
poem by Horse Lover
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