Gone Too Soon
Grilled and barbecued babies,
In a land called Japan!
He who have ears,
Let him hear this message.
Gone too soon without a trace,
In a land called Japan;
She who have ears,
Let her hear this message.
Wine is a man but,
Beer is a woman;
Life is all about us but,
One man's meat is another man's poison.
A very sad state,
Where babies are barbecued for food;
I don't need medals to crown my intelligence,
All that i need is love.
Gone too soon,
Gone too soon!
The Blackman's stress is under his skin;
Gone too soon,
Gone too soon!
The Whiteman's stress is on his face;
Just as it is seen by nature.
In the land of Japan!
Today is the day,
Tomorrow is another day;
But, yesterday is gone too soon.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Big In Japan
Winters cityside
Crystal bits of snowflakes all around my head and in the wind
I had no illusions
That Id ever find a glimps of summers heatwaves in your eyes
You did what you did to me, now its history I see
Heres my comeback on the road again
Things will happen while they can
I will wait here for my man tonight, its easy when your big in japan
When your big in japan, tonight
Big in japan, be tight, big in japan where the eastern seas so blue
Big in japan, alright, pay, then Ill sleep by your side
Things are easy when youre big in japan, when youre big in japan
Neon on my naked skin
Passing silhouettes of strange illuminated mannequins
Shall I stay here at the zoo
Or shall I go and change my point of view for other ugly scenes
You did what you did to me, now its history I see...
Things will happen while they can
I will wait here for my man tonight, its easy when youre big in japan
Gold/1979
song performed by by Alphaville
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Susanna
Life is like being hungry in a land called Hungary!
And life is like eating turkey in a land called Turkey;
But my love will always be with you,
And like the red roses planted in the land of peace and joy.
Where can you hide without love?
And like someone drinking beer in a land called Beer!
So, act honourably and truthfully towards me my love;
For you are called Susanna!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Acts And Arts
A message to the Adonetenhene,
A message to the Nkantahene,
A message to the Nkosohene,
A message to the Akoforehene,
A message to the Atimpimhene,
A message to the Akyempimhene,
To exercise decorum on your stools;
Because the tidal waves of the sea is like,
The messages from your stools!
A message to the Tepahene,
A message to the Omanhene,
Like a woman who is at the threshing floor;
So, try to redeeem the land and this woman too.
I know what i am writing and saying,
Because i am a woman too;
And o spread out your hands ín prayer is what i know,
Like the firstling of a donkey which shall bwe redeeemed with a lamb.
To you i do write oh Rulers of this land,
For Yahweh want it so and so shall it be;
But, there is no one like Yahweh!
Of the secret acts and arts in your traditional areas,
Of the power of your works that we do see as well;
But the first of the moon of the year is Abib,
And it is the moon of green Ears of Barley.
Do your best oh Rulers of this land and,
Let us enjoy the fruits of your Kingdoms;
And to exercise the decorum on your stools matters to me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Turbulence
The land of the rising sun!
It is written as a story,
But with turbulence! !
For, we all saw what occurred in Japan.
Born in Babylon and now coming out of the cold! !
Why do you record down the message of my phone calls?
For, the muse of this land is now written as a story;
But, with snow on winter's day to cover up the old fashion.
Take a train and come to me,
Take a flight and reach out to me,
Walk the mileage and you will surely meet my home along the path;
For, i have promised you my love! !
But, there will be turbulence tomorrow on your way.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Land
The Land
He stood tall against the land
he called his home.
The land that could feed him
when hunger gripped him.
Shelter him in times
of coming storms.
For his part in this concept,
he was to look after Mother Earth.
It gave him food and shelter
and he would never scar it.
It was not his land to own
as he would a pair of boots.
New strangers came
and called the land their own,
but they did not own it.
The land was there for all to share,
and if they looked after it,
the land would be there
for every tomorrow’s sun.
24 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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Somewhere Near Japan
Late last night I got an s. o. s.
The fairy tale girls in deep in distress
She says I dont know where I am
But its near japan
My engines all burned out
My crew has all bailed out
I dont know where I am
But its somewhere near japan
And she said
Rescue me
Im somewhere in the
China sea
I think Im sinkin fast
This call is probably my last
Im throwin out a life line
And Im doin it for old times sake
Though I know youre gonna break my heart
One more time
Late last night I got an s. o. s.
The fairy tale girls in deep in distress
She says I dont know where I am
But its near japan
My engines all burned out
My crew has all bailed out
I dont know where I am
But its somewhere near japan
And she said thank you dear
I think she sounded quite sincere
And when she turned to go
She said I crave adventure dont you know
And now shes driftin on some chinese junk
Her world is spinning and her hope has sunk
So I close my eyes
And somewhere near japan
The spinning stopped and the world stood still
I broke her fall and I always will
Strung out in no mans land
Somewhere near japan
Rescue me
song performed by by Beach Boys
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I speak of the old Japan, because out of the ashes of the old Japan there has risen a new Japan.
quote by Shigeru Yoshida
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Land
Away from you,
Away from here
Away from you.
Stay for me..
Stay for me..
Stay for me..
Baby, Im really sorry, to break your dream, when its so early.
Headlights, on the windowpane,
Theyre getting lost, in the light of day.
Tomorrow is today, and soon my ship will sail
Away from here.. to walk a howling sealane.
Stay - for me your love is life for love is land
Baby, just hear my story, before I leave, before we write the end
Standing, across the ocean stream,
Ill need to know, Ill need your country then.
Tomorrow and today, you keep my landfall safe.
Away from here (away from here), to walk a howling sealane,
(away from you)
Stay for me (stay for me), I need your love to land.
Away from here (away from here), to walk a howling sealane,
(away from you)
Stay for me (stay for me), your love is life, for love is land.
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(chorus)
Love is land..
Love is land..
Love is land..
Love is land..
Love is land..
Love is land..
Love is land..
(love is land.)
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Land, Ho!
I know ’tis but a loom of land,
Yet is it land, and so I will rejoice,
I know I cannot hear His voice
Upon the shore, nor see Him stand;
Yet is it land, ho! land.
The land! the land! the lovely land!
‘Far off,’ dost say? Far off—ah, blessèd home!
Farewell! farewell! thou salt sea-foam!
Ah, keel upon the silver sand—
Land, ho! land.
You cannot see the land, my land,
You cannot see, and yet the land is there—
My land, my land, through murky air—
I did not say ’twas close at hand—
But—land, ho! land.
Dost hear the bells of my sweet land,
Dost hear the kine, dost hear the merry birds?
No voice, ’tis true, no spoken words,
No tongue that thou may’st understand—
Yet is it land, ho! land.
It’s clad in purple mist, my land,
In regal robe it is apparellèd,
A crown is set upon its head,
And on its breast a golden band—
Land, ho! land.
Dost wonder that I long for land?
My land is not a land as others are—
Upon its crest there beams a star,
And lilies grow upon the strand—
Land, ho! land.
Give me the helm! there is the land!
Ha! lusty mariners, she takes the breeze!
And what my spirit sees it sees—
Leap, bark, as leaps the thunderbrand—
Land, ho! land.
poem by Thomas Edward Brown
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See Babies Crying
I see babies crying
For their older brothers
And no one will ever know
If they'll be home again.
But babies don't you cry
Dry those frosted eyes
Look up in the heavens and say
We need you GOD today.
I now hear babies talk
As they learn to walk
Unto two, as from four
Then they're sent to war
But babies don't you cry
Dry those frosted eyes
Look up to GOD and say
We need you Lord, today.
So babies don't you fear
No need - for a couple of years
So let's see a baby's smile
Until they turn to tears.
I hear babies cry
As they learn to die
No one will give a listen
No one will ask them why
For they are sent to school
Then they're learned to talk
Then they are given guns
Then they're told to walk.
I now see babies walking
As they carry guns
I don't see babies talking
For they're not having fun.
But babies don't you cry
Lets see a cherry face
Come on babies, smile
Filled with GOD's grace.
So babies don't you fear
No need for a couple of years
Let's see a precious smile
Then we'll see your tears.
For i know why babies die
I know why babies cry
I now know the answer is
No one asks them why.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Surprise in Japan - revelation in an interview
travel consultant interivew
the manager talks about
karma
lourism agency interview
the manager talks about
horrendous things japan did
It was a real surprise this manager of a famous travel agency in Japan talked about Japan's atrocities in the war when interviewing me for aj ob. In a tone of anger, he talked about what goes around comes around and that Japan too would be in for bad times when the time comes.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A Word from the Bards
IT IS New Year’s Day and I rise to state that here on the Sydney side
The Bards have commenced to fill out of late and they’re showing their binjies with pride
They’re patting their binjies with pride, old man, and I want you to understand,
That a binjied bard is a bard indeed when he sings in the Southern Land,
Old chaps,
When he sings in the Southern Land.
For the Southern Land is the Poet’s Home, and over the world’s wide roam,
There was never till now a binjied bard that lived in a poet’s home, old man;
For the poet’s home was a hell on earth, and I want you to understand,
That it isn’t exactly a paradise down here in the Southern Land,
Old chap,
Down here in the Southern Land.
The Beer and the Bailiff were gone last night and the “temple” doorstep clean,
And our heads are clear and our hearts are light with wine from the Riverine—
With wine from the Riverine, old man, and I want you to understand
That Bard, Beer and Bailiff too long were kin down here in the Southern Land,
Old man,
Down here in the Southern Land.
It is not because of a larger fee, nor yet that the bards are free,
For the bards I know and the bards I see are married enough for three;
Are married enough for three, old man, and I want you to understand,
They’ve a right to be married enough for four, down here in the Southern Land,
My girl,
Down here in the Southern Land.
But I think it’s because a bird went round and twittered in ears of men
That bards have care and the world seems bare as seen from the rhyming den,
And twittered in ears of men, old chaps, and got folks to understand
That a poet is something more than a joke down here in the Southern Land,
Old man,
Down here in the Southern Land.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Japan
America bombed Afganisthan
Nature has taken by tsunami
The first proposition is one of report
The second proposition forces us
to exclaim -Alas Alas
When Danton was dragged to the guillotine
he exclaimed-Hi Robespierre When are coming?
Soviet Russia went asunder thanks to Chernobyl
Japan is reeling in trauma
If Japan is out of breath
can America escape death
Human ignorance generated radioactive clouds
from Chernobyl
Human helplessness has put Japan
under radioactive umbrella which will protect man
from health and wealth
But suffering might make Japan
and the world wiser
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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Japan
I saw a young man by a telephone
He was sitting alone in the rain
I said, hey, young man what you doing here?
He said, sir, Im going insane
See I love an american beauty
But nobody here understands
So he looked to the sky with resentment in his eyes
And said, lord, why am I in japan?
Lord why am I in japan?
He told me a story about yesterday
How he walked in the search of a friend
But nobody came to his rescue
So he came to his bitter end
He pulled me close and said
They all stopped and stared
As I walked down the street alone
And nobody knew my name
Nobody knew my name
I said, young man I know where youre going
And young man I know where youve been
But Ive been in this land for a lifetime, it seems,
And Im never to come back again
No, Im never to come back again
So I turned and I gave him my blessing
And I left him alone in the rain
But I had to just stop and laugh at myself
Still nobody knows my name
Nobody knows my name
song performed by by Vertical Horizon
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To Reformers in Despair
'Tis not too late to build our young land right,
Cleaner than Holland, courtlier than Japan,
Devout like early Rome, with hearths like hers,
Hearths that will recreate the breed called man.
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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Stress removes stress
Stress your eyes to stare;
Stress your ears to listen;
Stress your brain to think;
Stress your belly to secrete.
Then they grow out of stress.
04.03.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To The Land
To the land of bribes,
To the land of telephones,
To the land of corruptions,
To the land of trains,
To the land of shops,
To the land of thieves,
To the land of connections,
To the land of drugs,
To the land of trucks,
To the land of cats,
To the land of Banks,
To the land of dogs, To the land of footballers,
To the land of dragons,
To the land of hope,
To the land of ice-cream,
To the land of potatoes,
To the land of chocolates,
To the land of tomatoes,
To the land of apples,
To the land of coffee,
To the land of lights,
To the land of ships,
To the land of birds,
To the land of tigers,
To the land of carpets,
To the land of pillows,
To the land of lions,
TO the land of toys,
To the land of horses,
To the land of beds,
To the land of roses,
To the land of love,
To the land of passion,
To the land of romance;
I never new women do snore until i married one.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Conditioned To Focus On Limitations
The message that they are getting to hear,
Is not the message heard they wish preferred.
And, coincidentally, it is not the content of the message.
They oppose and object,
It is the messenger who states this message,
With an eloquence delivered to them
They reject.
And 'if' that messenger had represented,
One of them
They'd be more inclined to pay attention.
But of course,
They have been conditioned to focus
On limitations to impress.
And not use their ears for listening
To a message they should address.
The message that they are getting to hear,
Is not the message heard they wish preferred.
And, coincidentally, it is not the content of the message.
They oppose and object,
It is the messenger who states this message,
With an eloquence delivered to them
They reject.
And it is obvious to those who know,
As to why most ears are ignorantly closed.
They want to raise the bar 'their' way.
But not with 'this' one.
Who has come to play,
Hardball with decked cards regardless.
Of what others perceive another should say.
They want to have it their way.
Even though their way betrays and begins to fade,
Those days of one's pigmentation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Message Of Love
I, walk alone in the dark, with you
And deep, in the shadows I run, without you
And here, here I stand, the king of fools
Now loves here, where are you
Baby can you hear me
Can you hear me callin
Baby can you hear my
Message of love
Baby can you hear me
Can you hear me callin,
Baby can you hear my
Message of love
Why, have I waited so long to be there...for you
Now, now Im ready to give everything...to you
Now loves here, where are you
Baby can you hear me callin,
Baby you hear my
Message of love
Baby can you hear me
Can you hear me callin,
Baby can you hear my
Message of love
I hear...but I never listen
I see...and still Im blind
All alone...lost in the silence, Im dyin
Baby can you hear me
Can you hear me callin,
Baby can you hear my
Message of love
Baby can you hear me
Can you hear me callin,
Baby can you hear my
Message of love
Message...do you, do you. do you hear me
Do you hear my message
Baby can you hear me callin, callin
Do you, do you hear me
song performed by by Journey
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101 Ways Of My Love
Food and water,
Shelter and care;
But, stopping down low for somebody to see your nakedness!
And, there i met your love.
101 ways of my lov e,
Called to satisfy your muse! !
Dress, repress, mistress, stress, press, witness, pointless, wireless, politeness;
But, to lodge there and to wait for your love!
And like he manner of your usage,
But i am a teacher of the message is what i am.
101 ways of my love,
To be set aside;
And to aboard the muse of your love! !
On the left and of the right sides of the mango tree;
But, watch and remember the 101 ways that we shared,
Night and day in the land of your muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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