Fallen Grapes
The fallen grapes must be left for the poor and,
Do not destroy fuit trees around you;
For the carcass of an unclean animal becomes ritually unclean.
A Nazirite must let his hair grow during the period of separation,
But must shave it after this period with a sacrifice;
For the laws are written down for mankind to obey.
A man who violates a virgin must pay the bride price!
Because the tears on my face means a lot to me;
For my lover is like a hole dug out from a rock.
Fallen grapes,
And of the muse of things around me;
But one day i will be known by others for who i am.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Carcas
A sacrifice after childbirth,
The period of separation;
A suspensive guilt like,
The carcas of an unclean animal.
To be fully cooked,
The meat is roasting over an open fire!
It must be very neat as well.
One person touches an unclean thing,
Another person touches a clean thing;
All in this world to make a choice.
The gleanings of a field,
To reap the harvest;
Olives and grapes,
You may eat its fruits;
But three times in a year you must keep the feast.
He is a stranger,
She is a stranger,
The first tithe is Holy;
Of leaven and honey,
Of peace and love,
Do not eat blood.
To the second tithe of grain,
To the second tithe of wine,
To the second tithe of oil,
Like a daughter of a priest;
Do not eat it raw or boiled,
It must be roasted!
He is poor to pay his debts,
She is poor to pay her debts,
Like a sacrifice after childbirth;
But he is a native of your own country.
Love, peace and care;
She is a native of your own country.
One thing is clean to you and,
Another is unclean to me;
But like life's own choices,
We have to offer a sacrifice after childbirth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Let No Man Deceive You
The rabbit is unclean to you,
And the pig is unclean to you!
Neither shall you defile yourselves with any creature that moves about on the ground;
So come out from among them and be separated,
And do not touch unclean things.
Consecrate yourselves in the land of the living with peace and love,
And let no man deceive you by letting you think otherwise;
For it is shameful to speak of those things which are done by them in secret!
The unfaithful works of the darkness are like,
Those who eat swine's flesh;
But let no man deceive you with vain words,
For sexual vice or impurity is also seen around them.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Forgotten Sheaves
The earth will weep and the people will know it,
But the lake which burns with fire is always around us.
The seven-year-cycle of love and the fallen grapes for the poor,
The forgotten sheaves in the field should be let to them always.
Clean animals must be slaghtered and shared,
Armageddon, armageddon! !
Her bowls are thrown into the air like the shearing of the sheep;
But her wars on earth were divided into three parts.
Of frogs and dragons,
That which is evil should not be your friend;
For Enoch was the seventh from Adam.
Hail falling from heaven! ! !
Of things cut without hands;
And like a stone from a great millstone.
The city had no need of the sun and,
The offspring of David is here to teach us;
But the sayings of the prophecy will not be heard by many.
The lamp is the Lamb and the city need no light,
Like the unclean spirits in the sea of blood.
Leave the forgotten sheaves for the poor and,
Help one another in times of need;
Like rain water and ice-blocks in the smoke of her burning.
I am sitting very calm in my room but i have to think,
For the key of the bottomless pit is with her;
And these events are part of the prophecies to come.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Unclean becomes clean in needs
A cow’s mouth is held unclean
But not so is its udder.
A dog’s jaw is held unclean
But not so is the hunted
That it brought by its jaw to the hunter.
Every unclean is clean
When a woman is at night.
The need cleanse the dirt
24.01.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Did You See What Jesus Did?
'Unclean, unclean' the leper had to say
and sadly watch the people run away.
But then to Jesus at the mountainside he came
to be healed of all his sickness and his shame.
Look, did you see what Jesus did?
He touched the leper from whom they hid.
The Holy One touched this unclean soul
and took away his shame making him whole.
Jesus can do the same for you and me
for stricken and smitten of God was He.
All our sins on Him have been laid
when on the cross sins price was paid.
At Calvary His blood He shed
and for our healing suffered and bled.
'Father, forgive' out loud He cried
and the law of God was satisfied.
The leprosy of our sin upon Him was laid
as the price upon that cross He paid.
Deep healing of body, soul and mind
there at the cross of Jesus we can find.
Written after reading Matthew 8: 1-4
Fallen From Grace
I pray for the love
That's fallen from grace
The tears left behind
Won't wash from my face
I'm left with all these feelings
But nothing fills the space
Of the love that once was
That's fallen from grace
Every little picture
Hanging on the wall
Every little trace of you
I've found them all
I close my eyes
It's all I can do
Everywhere I look
I see some part of you
Been through every reason
And they all seem to fit
No one's pleaded guilty now
There's nothing to admit
There's no one to blame baby
Once you believe
'Cos people only touch and go
But love will never leave
I pray for the love
That's fallen from grace
The tears left behind
Won't wash from my face
I'm left with all these feelings
But nothing fills the space
Of the love that once was
That's fallen from grace
I'm a little disappointed
I'm a little bit relieved
I feel a little sorry baby
I feel a bit deceived
No no not by you darlin'
I know love's demanding
Live and learning every day
But never understanding
Shattered dream and memories of you
Left hanging over me
A cross to bear
When love cools
A crown of thorns
For the queen of fools
I pray for the love
That's fallen from grace
The tears left behind
Won't wash from my face
I'm left with all these feelings
But nothing fills the space
Of the love that once was
That's fallen from grace
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The Cost Of Living
The cost of living is the price we pay
for all those things we need each day
and when calculated over a period of time
works out to a figure that’s likely to climb.
And if our wants go far beyond our needs
we have to get paid well then for our deeds.
But if what we earn can’t match that pace
we’ll have to slow down and not lose face.
Or perhaps consider some additional means
to support what we take on as our routines.
When our lifestyle doesn’t make a hole in our pocket
and the cost of living where we are doesn’t skyrocket
then the rate of inflation there is said to be low
so we can afford to buy those things we know.
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poem by George Krokos
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Zorba
The tears are hiding behind
the corners of his eyes,
welling but held at bay.
The days are swelling
like the dead porpoise
shot in the head.
Rarely...meaning so much...
from love to good steak,
to your streak of good luck.
And I dreamed Zorba the Greek
said to me, 'If you eat grapes
you're left with the stems.
I'm left with the days of my life
and the grapes have all gone down
And all I have left
are seeds and stems.
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I have some green grapes at their best
I have some green grapes at their best
And I am waiting for you to pass by
For these grapes are of such great taste
It is the truth so I swear and so I sigh
They were raised upon mountains high
where the wind softly blow
and a herd of wild horses feeds nigh
on tall grass blades rooted grow
So this is why my grapes are so sweet
The mountain spring by them lead
Tall reeds guard the gates
To keep out the ugly crow’s gait
Quietly my green grapes wait
For the clock sounds the hour late
What makes you hesitate?
What makes you not keep your date?
Therefore my grapes are so sad
And I am waiting not have gone yet to bed
But here I hear approaching steps from the south
My green grapes are full of hopes for your mouth
But still I am so lonely and sad
Since to bring flowers you forbade
May be next year you change your mind
And to my request you be more kind
And I will bring you flowers from the bowers
Wet with rain of rainbow showers
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Certified, Satisfied!
Certified,
Unclean!
Leviticus Chapter 11;
By the Creator.
Certified, satisfied!
Leviticus Chapter 11;
Unclean animals,
By the Creator;
So, follow the Laws.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Book Of The Law
True love is like the light that shines in the dark places!
So keep the commandments and be free with your mind to live in peace;
For my words are true on this love in this thixk forest around me,
But, do not withhold the wages of a hired worker beyond the agreed time.
Do not take advantage of thwe windows and the orphans aroun you,
And a judge must not pervert the Justice due to the stranger!
However, do not eat any unclean fish and seafood.
Fish, dish, polish, Kish, finish, Irish, nourish, garnish, punish, furnish;
But you are closer to a human corpse and, that makes you ritually unclean!
However, the king of your town must acquire and apply the Book of the Law to rule his people.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mahmoud
Mahmoud did not tell me more about her,
And he also failed to give me more details about this lady;
However i have to live by what i have come to see with my muse,
For the heavens are very far away from the earth!
The way she behaves at times puts me off,
For the things are not all that normal with her;
But i have to live by everything that i see around me,
And i will not eat the camel, the rabbit, or the pig! !
They are all unclean to mankind but,
The peace of my mind will always lead me on to succeed in this land.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Ode to the Fallen Soldier
Ode to the Fallen soldier,
For he has made the ultimate
Sacrifice for his world.
Ode to his Mother for while
She lives, the grief and sadness
Take their toll on her mind, as
She goes throughout her day,
Answering questions like “are
You ok? ” and “where is your
Son, I haven’t seen him for a while? ”
She always answers, “yes I’m fine”
Or, “he’s away.” But she knows, inside,
She can’t deny.
Ode to the son he left behind,
For he will grow up without
Knowing who his father is,
Only what he’s done. Never
Will he play catch in the yard,
Like the neighbors next door.
Never will he hear that “Man to
Man” talk, that all boys should.
Ode to the music that will never
Be heard, for the only music
He made, rests in his heart.
Ode to the art that will never be
Seen, for the only art he made,
Remains in a box underground.
Ode to the Fallen Soldier, who
Died so we could live, the way
All mankind should, happy and free.
poem by David A Harris
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Markus
Do not eat the eagle, vulture, kite and the falcon;
Do not eat the buzzard, raven, ostrich and the owl;
Do not eat the seagull, stock osprey and the hawlk;
For they are all unclean to your health.
Of an emission of semen to the love of an ovary,
Thereafter comes a baby into this world;
But try to teach your child the truth about life.
Do not eat the mole, large lizard, gecko and the monitor lizard;
Do not eat the chameleon, sand reptile, sand lizard and the snakes;
Do not eat the snail, turtle, frog and the pig;
For they are all unclean to your body.
Forty days to a male child and eighty days to the female child,
For she who has given birth knows the rules;
And you shall not have sexual relation with an animal.
Markus, you are the son of my sorrow;
and i have to borrow to keep you up.
Markus, you need to learn from your father always;
And do not eat the heron, hoopoe, bat and the rodent!
For they are all unclean to your heart.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Fallen Soldier
Fallen Soldier All Alone
Fallen Soldier Far From Home.
Trickling Down His Face A Tear,
Forgetting How It Feels To Fear
Death And All It's Fate And Glory.
Now It's Here, No Need To Worry.
Fallen Soldier All Alone
Fallen Soldier Far From Home
He's One Of Those They'll All Forget;
The Life He Lived, The Goals He Set,
The Ones He Loved, The Ones Who Wait
To See His Nearly Forgotten Face.
Fallen Soldier All Alone
Fallen Soldier Far From Home
Now Breathing's Just A Waste Of Breath
And Living's Just A Waste Of Death
As He Searches For A New Address;
A Brand New Home Free Of Loneliness.
Fallen Soldier All Alone
Fallen Soldier Far From Home
Lying Motionless On The Ground,
The Battle Raging All Around.
For Now He Is Not All Alone.
This Fallen Soldier Is Welcomed Home.
poem by Branden Hidalgo
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Picasso had his pink period and his blue period. I am in my blonde period right now.
quote by Hugh Hefner
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The 1st period is won by the best technician. The 2nd period is won by the kid in the best shape. The 3rd period is won by the kid with the biggest heart.
Diamonds In The Mine
The woman in blue, shes asking for revenge,
Man in white -- thats you -- says he has no friends.
The river is swollen up with rusty cans
And the trees are burning in your promised land.
And there are no letters in the mailbox,
And there are no grapes upon the vine,
And there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore,
And there are no diamonds in the mine.
Well, you tell me that your lover has a broken limb,
You say youre kind of restless now and its on account of him.
Well, I saw the man in question, it was just the other night,
He was eating up a lady where the lions and christians fight.
And there are no letters in the mailbox
And there are no grapes upon the vine,
And there are no chocolates in the boxes anymore,
And there are no diamonds in the mine.
(you tell them now)
Ah, there is no comfort in the covens of the witch,
Some very clever doctor went and sterilized the bitch,
And the only man of energy, yes the revolutions pride,
He trained a hundred women just to kill an unborn child.
And there are no letters in the mailbox,
Oh no, there are no, no grapes upon your vine,
And there are, there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore,
And there are no diamonds in your mine,
And there are no letters in the mailbox,
And there are no grapes upon the vine,
And there are no chocolates in your boxes anymore,
And there are no diamonds in your mine.
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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Fallen Angel
Theres a candle burning in the world tonight
For another child who vanished out of sight
And a heart is broken, another prayer in vain
Theres a million tears that fill a sea of pain
Sometimes I stare out my window
My thoughts all drift into space
Sometimes I wonder if theres a better place
(Tell me)
Where do fallen angels go
I just dont know
Where do fallen angels go
They just keep falling
Now the times in frightening
Cant ignore the facts
Theres so many people
Just slippin through the cracks
So many ashes are scattered
So many rivers run dry
Sometimes your Heaven is Hell
and you dont know why
(So listen)
Where do fallen angels go
I just dont know
Where do fallen angels go
They just keep falling, falling, falling...
Can you hear me
Can you hear me
Somewhere out there theres a shining light
And I got to be with you tonight
And with all were nowhere
We still pay the price
Yeah the Devil seems to get his way
In downtown paradise
Where do fallen angels go
I just dont know
Where do fallen angels go
They just keep falling, falling, falling...
Where do fallen angels go
I just dont know
Where do fallen angels go
They just keep falling, falling, falling...
Theres a candle burning
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Annemaria
To heal internal wounds after a long period of consideration!
And, to eat the meal of your lover;
From the firstborn to the youngest,
And like the treasure in your sacks.
People do reverence ruminant animals as Gods (Elohim) ! !
But, Yahweh will have compassion on His people;
And like the rue love that is shared around,
For, i have now seen your tears oh Annemaria!
To heal internal wounds after a long period of consideration,
I will surely heal you with my love;
And, to drink your fruit of love is like,
The muse of peace in the land of many waters.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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