In The Dim Past
Their names have been changed like,
Another fairy tale;
In the Island of Paxos!
Gorwing stronger each year and,
Thinking about the muse of your lover;
But try to remember Costantine.
The Bacchanal lamentations,
Of Ishtar and Tammuz!
The lighting of candles,
And like the Greek Aphrodite;
Man's desire for an increase brought about,
The council of Nicea which changed the truth!
Of coloured eggs and rabbits,
Pagan to the facts known to us today!
And from the old world into the new world,
For we are all lost in the dim past.
Abominations! !
For no reference is now made on this issue;
But, there is a land flowing with milk and honey.
Just as it was before and like the problems at various homes,
But do not behave like the dogs when you hear the truth!
And like the folk tales of the world around you.
An apple tree for a boy and,
A pear tree for a girl;
An honourable name is better than fine perfume!
But with hopes and dreams in the dim past,
For this act was recorded in AD 325.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Broken Fairy Tales
Heres a little story that I made up
So let's play make believe
In my castle on the cliff
I look out to sea
I just wanna have some fun
I just wanns have a good time
My party is nothing special
I just can't seem to realize
In my little fairy tale book
That's where my dreams wait for me
In my little own world
My prince waits for me
Broken dreams and fairy tales
One of those things I know so well
My fantasy dreams aren't real anymore
They're just Broken Fairy Tales
The wicked witch dreams in her sleep
She is making green elephants for tea
She cackles and cries
The witch is alive and she's ready for the sun
A white horse rides the waves
His mane is silver and snow
The moon which rides
Along the great tides
Is living his life to the full
In my little fairy tale book
That's where my dreams wait for me
In my little own world
My prince waits for me
Broken dreams and fairy tales
One of those things I know so well
My fantasy dreams aren't real anymore
They're just Broken Fairy Tales
Walking through my winter wonderland
The pine tree's sway, glistened with snow
As we walk along, we hear Santa say
'Welcome to the book of Broken Fairy Tales.'
Broken dreams and fairy tales
One of those things I know so well
My fantasy dreams aren't real anymore
They're just Broken Fairy Tales
As I wake from my dream I realise
That this is my broken fairy tale
poem by AnneMarie Hewlett
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Enter Into Her World
Enter into the world so sweet!
The world full of names to crown the day;
Enter into the world so sweet!
Ethel is your name so sweet for an identity.
You are the window of my heart,
You are the joy of my taste;
Just like an apple-pie on acreamed cake.
Enter into the world so sweet,
Just like trying Pawpaw with Rice and Chicken!
The world that emits true love to us all;
Oh, what a beautiful world full of names.
Like Ethel in the order of love,
Enter into her world so sweet like,
The low-tides and the high-tides;
Enter into her world so sweet!
Oh earth, hear the echoes of my joy to meet her;
Love emitting from the highlands of Mile-Eleven.
Enter into her world so sweet like,
True love emitting from McCarty Hill! !
Enter into her parlour to meet her true love.
She has a message for you and i,
So enter into her world so sweet;
Like a true lover among the names.
Who said it was not possible?
When, impossibilities are made possible!
Who said that, she will not reply?
When, her heart yearns for love;
Like a mango tree next to an apple tree.
Far beyond her scope is her vision of love,
Moving to and fro in search of a landing pad;
If it isn't love then,
Why will you enter into her parlour?
Far beyond the scope are hills and mountains to pass by.
Like Mount Kilimanjaro to Mount Afajato is,
Her game of love to call by;
So, embrace her kindness and guide her on.
Like the paradise cream of Acapulco Bay,
Hanging in a distance is the echoes of her love;
Yes, the future is the better place to live in.
Enter into her world so sweet with your muse,
Where the future is still unknown;
Exchanging from the past to the present.
A sweet poem for her love,
A sweet muse of her love,
Like Dragon and Tiger from the far East! !
Examples of her name to all mankind;
Look, that's the beauty of her name.
Enter into the world so sweet with,
All the muses you know about;
Hailing from the cold to the heat with,
Extinguishing flames of love to show!
Taking shapes and attitudes,
Enter into her world so sweet.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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You've Changed
We've been through this before......
Compromise
With me agree right now
Useless cries
I'm telling you just how
Paralyzed
There is nothing I can do
I realize
I liked the other you.
You've changed
Everything about you is strange
Look at yourself, you've changed
With the facts in your face
It's causing conflict
You've changed
Everything about you is strange
Look at yourself, you've changed
With the facts in your face
It's causing conflict
Hypnotized
By all your complex games
Sacrifice
My own opinions change
Justify
Just why to stay with you
I can't see why
Nothing else for me to do
It makes no sense
Putting ourselves through all this
At my expense
Don't I deserve much less
It's way past time
To right the wrong we're in
The bottom line
No way that we can win
You've changed
Everything about you is strange
Look at yourself, you've changed
With the facts in your face
It's causing conflict
You've changed
Everything about you is strange
Look at yourself, you've changed
With the facts in your face
It's causing conflict
You brought it all, all on yourself, you're strange to me
[background vocal]
You brought on all this mess
My needs were not addressed
You caused so much distress
This much you must admit
You brought it all, all on yourself, you're strange to me
[background vocal]
You brought on all this mess
My needs were not addressed
You caused so much distress
This much you must admit
You've changed
Everything about you is strange
Look at yourself, you've changed
With the facts in your face
It's causing conflict
You've changed
Everything about you is strange
Look at yourself, you've changed
With the facts in your face
It's causing conflict
I'm not the one who changed
I'm not the one who changed
song performed by by Flaw
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World Of Promises
They come from a land were the sun don't shine
running away from the cold
They travel so far in the name of love
hoping the dreams will come true
Walking the way through endless fields
trying to make it together
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And they will give anything
just to be free from the pain
and they won't surrender
Living in a world of promises
Living in a world of dreams and hopes
Living in a world of promises
Lost in the city wondering why
no one will open the door
It's more to the truth than meets the eye
something they all felt before
And they will give anything
just to stand tall once again
and they won't surrender
Living in a world of promises
Living in a world of dreams and hopes
Living in a world of promises
In the tan of the nigh can hear them crying
out for a life to hol on to
Somebody knows were the answers lying
wait for your trails and don't let go
Living in a world of promises
Living in a world of dreams and hopes
Living in a world of promises
song performed by by In Flames
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In 1066
The seed of fertility,
The rituals of pagan worship,
The story of Yahnah and the great fish!
But a lie is the opposite of the truth.
These preachers want sinners money,
These preachers proclaim false doctrine,
And Satan has the whole world deceived!
For, they lied with their tongues.
Manhood, womanhood, childhood;
They ate and they were well-fed,
But, you can't live forever on food and vitamins!
And like the acts of pagan worshipping people;
But Satan knows the truth and, she only wants her glory.
Mankind has chosen to go the way of Satan!
So look around you and you will see many examples;
With primitive marriage rites in the land of my muse! !
But the Normans invaded England in 1066,
And they introduced the muse of 'the Lord of Misrule' to them.
The way of Cain,
The way of pain,
The way of gain,
The way of chains;
And like the Yule logs and candles which belongs to the Norse tradition!
But be very strong like'Yahshua Ben Nun',
For the words of this writer are in poetic passages.
The Ten Commandments were engraved on stones,
But sin is so beautiful to many in this world! !
And the world is now with empty dreams;
For the wrong things of life are stronger than ever!
Like a river,
When i called, no one answered;
Like a poet,
But the breasts of her consolations had eluded many!
Ans, she delivered a male child.
By the River Chebar!
When i spoke, no one listened;
But it will be like a reproach and a proverb;
With sweet smelling cinnamon from the voice of joy!
This is like an offereing made by fire!
With sweet smelling cane;
And to make artistic designs for my love´r,
But the world today is like a taunt and a curse!
For, mankind has chosen the way of Satan.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Coloured Eggs
Coloued eggs for a culture,
And of he story of a rabbit that laid them!
Oh, this culture is yet to know the truth;
For rabbits do not lay eggs!
Why should they teach the children this way?
And of coloured eggs lay by rabbits;
But this culture cannot change,
For history had made them so.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Is love a Fairy Tale?
Is love a Fairy Tale?
Is love a Fairy Tale?
I can only imagine,
We see Beauty of the Tales,
I got soul,
Morals and hate,
Love is real or a tale,
I think,
No I think that you mine to keep,
Throwing all behind felonies and riots,
In the world like Middle East,
Is love a Fairy Tale?
I love this Art thing,
I think world is from reptiles,
I blunt and front from where we came from,
Thinking that lovers are non-existence,
Only with tales that bring love,
There are spirits that we create from all man's intention,
Like the Great's said,
There is me and HUMANE,
ALL NEED LOVERS.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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Way Of The World
Words and music by robin zander and rick nielsen
Its the way of the world...
Remember you were in school and I followed you home.
I remember, didnt think I existed but were comin together right now.
Ive been runnin, Ive been hidin, its the way of the world.
You say its over, but the world keeps turnin round.
Remember, I knew Id be good for you.
No one better remember, really meant what I said, wanna be your lover right now.
Ive been runnin, Ive been hidin, its the way of the world.
You say its over, but the world keeps turnin round.
World goes round, life goes on, and on, and on.
You say its over, but the world keeps turnin round.
Its the way of the world.
Remember, you were at work and then friday at five, I remember, felt like a pawn, was I dead or alive?
I remember, thought no one could hear me, I was goin insane.
I remember, it was a real fine line, now youve changed my life around.
Ive been runnin, Ive been hidin, its the way of the world.
You say its over, but the world keeps turnin round.
World goes round, life goes on, and on, and on.
World goes round, (Ive been runnin)
World is round (Ive been hidin)
Life goes on and on and on ((its the way of the world).
(repeat to fade)
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Reservation For One
This is my tree, my tree, my tree,
My one lone tree, pear tree,
It grows, overflows, it grows it’s fruit,
Alone, only for me.
If I could go to a far-away place,
With just me and my tree, pear tree,
I’d pack my bags, my bags I’d pack,
I’d pick up my bags and flee.
There’s nothing at all, no nothing,
At all, that films me more with glee,
Than those globes, those globes,
Of precious fruit in my tree, pear tree.
I sit beneath, beneath I sit,
Its laden canopy, I polish it’s leafs then,
Set a table of fruits,
Of wine, and bread and brie.
This tree, my tree, could feed the world,
Find me a wife and camaraderie,
It’s powers, it’s powers are vast but I
Can’t pass on its secret sadly.
I’d tell the world, the world I’d tell,
If they weren’t all so hungry, you see.
But my fruit, my fruits, my laboured.
Fruits, I grew only for me, for me,
No none are as hungry as me.
poem by Suzanne Louise Bishop
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Fairy Tale Life A.16 September 2008
When I was small, life was a fairy tale,
I read a lot, and when I did not, played
make-believe games, changing into
all kinds of beings
When the neglected garden resembled
a prairie, I became Tarzan, creeping from
tree to tree through the dry grass, stalked
by strange enemies
The front path became a fairy way circling
a fountain, I made a magic wand, then
became a twirling fairy wearing
shiny sandals in silver
I loved the fairy tale that was my life, the
magic of reading and games stronger
than problems and pains….
poem by Margaret Alice
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A Ballad Sent to King Richard
Sometime this world was so steadfast and stable,
That man's word was held obligation;
And now it is so false and deceivable,
That word and work, as in conclusion,
Be nothing one; for turned up so down
Is all this world, through meed and wilfulness,
That all is lost for lack of steadfastness.
What makes this world to be so variable,
But lust that folk have in dissension?
For now-a-days a man is held unable
But if he can, by some collusion,
Do his neighbour wrong or oppression.
What causeth this but wilful wretchedness,
That all is lost for lack of steadfastness?
Truth is put down, reason is holden fable;
Virtue hath now no domination;
Pity exil'd, no wight is merciable;
Through covetise is blent discretion;
The worlde hath made permutation
From right to wrong, from truth to fickleness,
That all is lost for lack of steadfastness.
L'Envoy.
O Prince! desire to be honourable;
Cherish thy folk, and hate extortion;
Suffer nothing that may be reprovable
To thine estate, done in thy region;
Show forth the sword of castigation;
Dread God, do law, love thorough worthiness,
And wed thy folk again to steadfastness.
poem by Geoffrey Chaucer
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Howlin At The Moon
Words and music by hank williams, sr.
I [c] know theres never been a man in the awful [c7] shape Im [f] in
I cant even [c] spell my name, my [d7] heads in such a [g7] spin
To-[c] day I tried to eat a steak with a big old [c7] table-[f] spoon
You got me chasin rabbits, [c] walkin on my hands
...and [g7] howlin at the [c] moon.
Well, (*sug), I took one look at you and it almost drove me mad
And then I even went and lost what little sense I had
Now I cant tell the day from night, Im crazy as a loon
You got me chasin rabbits, pullin out my hair and howlin at the moon.
Some friends of mine asked me to go out on a huntin spree
cause there aint a hound dog in this state that can hold a light to me
I eat three bones for dinner today, then tried to tree a coon
You got me chasin rabbits, scratchin fleas and howlin at the moon.
I rode my horse to town to day and a gas pump we did pass
I pulled im up and I hollered whoa!, said fill im up with gas
The man picked up a monkey wrench and wham!, he changed my tune
You got me chasin rabbits, spittin out teeth and howlin at the moon.
I never thought in this old world a fool could fall so hard
But honey baby, when I fell the whole world must have jarred
I think Id quit my doggish ways if youd take me for your groom
You got me chasin rabbits, pickin out rings and howlin at the moon
song performed by by Hank Williams
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The boy and the apple tree
Once there was a boy who used to play under an apple tree
He played so happily that it was a joy to see
As he grew old, he got bore of playing alone
Toys and gadgets he desired to be his own
So, under the apple tree the boy muttered
‘Tree can you give me toys I now desire? ’
‘Toys I don’t have, my boy, ’ the tree replied
‘But my fruits you can sell to get your toys.’
So the boy took the fruits and went away
The tree waited for his return day after day
Many years had passed and the boy got older
He married a girl to be his wife and lover
The adult boy now needing a new house for his family
Went to the tree and asked for its advice earnestly
The tree glad to see him once again said
‘My branches will be sufficient to make your nest.’
To these words the adult boy listened
And took all the branches away with him
With these he constructed a house for his family
Where he lived for several years happily
One day, the boy now a fully mature adult thought
‘It will be wise to travel around and sail the sea across’
So, he went to the now old apple tree and asked
‘Tree, can you tell me, a boat, where I can get? ’
The tree which was happy to see him again sighed and said
‘Though I am old, my stem you may take if you want’
On hearing this, the guy cut the tree down
And made a large boat, which was fine and strong
Many years had passed and the guy now became an old man
Tired from his adventures across the sea and land
He went and saw the apple tree once again
Which was now but a stump nobody would want
The old stump on seeing the old man cried
‘My old boy what can I do for you this time’
The old man on hearing this softly replied
‘I just want to lean against you till the end of my life.’
poem by Henry Chen
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The big tree
Lets make a tree house for ourselves,
I can remember the words of my love,
Piling up fine wood with your soft hands,
I can see the visions of my love, .
I remember the hanging ropes,
Climbing the tree and tightening them,
It was a tree that we made our tree,
Tears role down my cheeks standing before it,
The footprints of a lost lover I see, .
Your imprints brings sorrow to me,
The tree brings me memories
The swings we made there my love,
Playing while hoping for tomorrow,
Remember the marriage we planned,
The wedding we admired,
And children we debated about,
You said three and i said two,
It was under the tree,
And ended under the tree,
Death took you by surprise,
My hopes so long gone,
My wishes drained into mystry,
Im all alone, with the tree, our tree
You have gone my love,
I wanted to marry you,
I wanted us to grow together,
With our tree, the big tree,
The swings are empty,
The tree house so desolate,
Im missing you.......
This tree shall be symbolic to us,
Us, , , the us that will never be,
As seasons shall surely change and pass,
The tree shall die also,
And will be left all alone, ,
Of course, in solitude
Im missing you
poem by Sir Gaylord Munemo
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Just Once, It Can Be Managed
at the wink of an eye
the world is changed
black is gone, followed by
red, then orange then
light: the world i see
a green apple
up on a tree...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pick me
Oh my goodness gracious me!
I am an apple on a tree
I'm ripe and red and swinging free
all on a sunny Sunday.
Here I am just right for pickin'
and there you are all far away
dreaming of a fair young maiden
while I dangle and I sway.
Don't you hear me swaying gently?
Don't you smell my fine perfume?
Dare I call you, beg you pick me,
all on a sunny day in June.
Daffodils and honey suckle
Birdies singin' in the trees
I am but a little apple,
pretty apple in a tree.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Little Island
LITTLE ISLAND
Randy Newman
In two long wars, my country bled
To save the world for everyone
As through the years, the fight we've led
Too long, we stood alone, too long alone
And when at last, the battle won
We asked for no reward
An empire gone
Two generations turned to blood and dust
Only the best were lost
Only the best
And now the years have passed
The times have changed
The foe is risen up
He stands astride the world
His dreams of conquest all fulfilled
Little island, little island
Glory lost in the mists of time
They will pay for what was done
To those of us who died so young
They will pay for what was done
Little island, little island
Little island
song performed by by Randy Newman
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Easter Island And Christmas Island
'Easter Island' and 'Christmas Island',
What message do you have for the world? ! !
For many are in search of the truth but,
The world looks on.
Why have you not told them the true meaning of your names?
For it is better to know than to live in lies! !
But the world looks on and accepts anything,
Because many really do not understand this world!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Queen Is Dead
Hello !
Farewell to these marshes
Hemmed in like a boar between arches
Her very lowness with a head in a sling
I'm truly sorry - it sounds like a wonderful thing
I said charles, don't you ever craze
To appear on the front of the daily mail
Blessed in your mother's bridal veil ?
Oh ...
And so, i checked all the registered historical facts
I was shocked into shame to discover
I am the 18th pale descendant
Of some old queen or other
Oh, has the world changed, or have i changed ?
Oh has the world changed, or have i changed ?
Some 9-year old tough who peddles drugs
I swear to god
I never even knew what drugs were
So, i broke into the palace
With a sponge and a rusty spanner
She said : "i know you, and you cannot sing"
I said : "that's nothing - you should hear me play piano"
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
And talk about precious things
But when you're tied to your mother's apron
No-one talk about ...
Past the pub who breaks your body
And the church who'll snatch your money
The queen is dead, boys
And it's so lonely on a limb
Past the pub who wrecks your body
And the church - all they want is your money
The queen is dead, boys
You can trust me, boys
Life is very long, when you're lonely
Life is very long, when you're lonely
song performed by by Smiths
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The Prophet Iddo
Christmas and Easter do not come from the Scriptures but,
It had turned out to be the greatest business season on earth!
And The Scriptures rather goes against them.
The Easter goes with rabbits and coloured eggs,
But, how can the rabbits lay eggs?
And like a story of the Germans,
Do seek for the truth always to lead you on in life.
We were told that the Germans do not drink water but,
Take a visit to this country and see things for yourselves;
They rather drink the best water in the world as the truth,
So such your Scriptures for these feast too and learn.
Out of Ur of the Chaldeas,
Five smooth stones from a brook;
But do parden my sins and return to me,
For the truth are very clear on the walls.
Of a man who is deeply troubled,
Of a woman who is deeply troubled,
The truth of The Scriptures are hidden to many;
So no razor shall come upon his head.
My heart is pounding for love and my mind writes,
So cry out loud towards your dreams and grow to them;
And narrow is the gate that leads to the truth.
Do not fornicate and do not commit adultery,
For broad is the way that leads to distruction!
And MANY are they who really love this way.
Of his brother's murderer,
Of his sister's murderer,
And the day for the mourners;
But i am the Prophet Iddo to tell you the truth.
A day for the lovers,
A day for the sinners,
A day for the singers;
Like the aboundance of the rich left after death,
And like the sleep of the labouring man for little food.
Another fairly tale is at hand,
And MANY are they who are glued to lies;
Of a deep sleep and a sweet dream like,
Strangers in the land of beautiful Mount Zion.
Ensalved for 400 years and living like,
A young pigeon in the region of love;
But the possession of your seeds are needed on this love.
You've made yourselves preachers but,
Your words are naked and bare;
So come and wrap yourselves in my fine linen of love,
For the morrow comes and it is judgement time.
I am the Prophet Iddo with my words,
Like a young bull and seven rams;
For the preachers of Elohim had told you lies!
And a heifer, a goat and a ram is needed for your offer.
Come and learn from the truth,
For the Svritures are everywhere for you to read as well;
And, this wrold still waits for the business of the seasons.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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