A Babe's Requiem
Wars are fought by babes with a gun,
fought by them but never won.
Taught to think that war is just,
to preserve freedom is a must.
So off they march to foreign lands
and soon they're mired with bloody hands,
praying that what they're doing is right,
shooting and killing both day and night.
While back at home we continue to buy
and let the flags continue to fly.
Reading the news, watching the scenes
not understanding, it only demeans
What human life is all about.
Why babes were born and how they've turned out.
Pointing the finger at imaginary foes,
forgetting to point at the white shirts of those
who plan these wars way in advance.
How do our babes even stand a chance?
They play with guns from the age of three.
Can't their parents wake up and see?
In foreign lands the parents do weep
watching in horror as their babes go to sleep,
never to awaken and breathe in again
the air in Iraq or Afghanistan.
How is it the babes of those in power
are not involved? In fact they do cower,
hiding behind the white shirts that lead,
never having to fear they might bleed.
Wars are not games that big people play.
The guns are given to the babes everyday.
No lullabies will be sung for them.
The song for these babes is a requiem.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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I Don't Give Up On You Babes
i don't give up
on you beautiful Babes,
you're sweet and
adorable
you fight for me
and i am so
flattered
i don't surrender Babes,
i am into this
intercourse
two bodies
pushing and pulling
for some
meaning
searching and
pointing to places
of the heart
i like this way of
knowing Babes
touching you when
i close my eyes
and kissing you
when i feel so
alone inside my
room
Don't leave me Babes,
Don't make things too obvious
Do they think that you are unhappy?
That i am as lonely as a tunnel
where birds stop a while
and peck on a seed
and then leave me empty again?
Well, Babes, when do we meet again
Inside our crazy dreams?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Am A Fool, Babes
I miss you babes -
When I am home -
Surrounded by you crafts -
Mr Dingles is sitting on my lap -
Favourably the skeleton scarecrow -
Which stalks you strawberry supply -
I miss the chocolate mouse, with the dark flavours, you so gently spooned onto my lips -
I love the taste after the taste, the one from your tongue, which splits my mouth to be accepted, by more to your one -
I miss you babes, when you lap by the dance, ontop of me, whispering my name, never stopping, then we play our game -
I miss you more everyday, my love which now is my passion, will never be complete -
I miss you babes when I am down at night, when I feel to the complete in lost, your life came at the price, no God can expect me to do the cost -
I love you babes, I never said those words to you, by the mean, to fulfill your dreams -
Do you hear my screams, I am a fool, I am a fool, what I thought was cool, was not to the measure in you -
I cry, I do not care, I love you babes -
I miss you more everyday -
Open is my heart by thought -
My chances missed -
So I miss you babes -
My mistake, I misjudged, I ringed the finger on your hand, with tears -
You wear the ring to your grave -
I said I do, but somehow, I expected an anwser too -
I miss you babes -
My heart was graved next to you
poem by Unic Cjonr
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BURKA BABES...by talile ali
YOU BURKA BABES
YOU TURNIN ME ON
YOU GOT ME THINKIN
WHATS GOIN ON
UP UNDER THERE
YOU ARE SO FAIR
I WANNA SEE YOU
ALL IN THE BARE
OR DO A POOL DANCE
WITH YOUR BURKA ON
IT BE SO EROTIC
WE'D ALL BE GONE
YOU BURKA LADIES
ARE REALLY HOT
GOT ME DESIRING
ALL THAT YOU'RE NOT
BUT YOU ARE
YOU ARE
YOU ARE IN YOUR BURKA'S
VERY HOT
I SEE THESE WOMEN
EXPOSED AND SUCH
THEY'RE NOT AS HOT AS
YO ARE COVERED UP
ITS LIKE A PRESENT
WAITING TO BE UNWRAPPED
YOU'RE ALL EXCITED
YOU NEED A MAP
AND AT THE MOMENT
YOU DO UNVEIL
IT ALL ORGASMIC
IT RINGS MY BELL
BURKA BABE'S
BURKA BABES
BURKA BABES
STEAMING HOT BURKA BABES
poem by Talile Ali
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Mouth Of Babes
so here we are
true superstars
we're so real from afar and now
now you're with us now
and the mouths of babes sing revolution
and the mouths of babes scream disillusion
you can't break what's already broken
cause from the mouths of babes comes nothing
the "dream" was a sham
for saving what you can't
and now they're me but i'm not them
i am you and you are me
it's in the ways i walk thru fire
it's in the ways of my desire
and when i said that you're no good
what i meant was i wish you could
be there forever
be young forever
i wish you were there
so now i bid farewell
beyond the bounds of hell
and now you'll swear you knew us well
well you can never tell
and the mouths of babes sing revolution
and the mouths of babes scream disillusion
you can't break what's already broken
cause from the mouths of babes comes nothing
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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Mouths of babes
so here we are true superstars we're so real from afar and now
now you're with us now
and the mouths of babes sing revolution
and the mouths of babes scream disillusion
you can't break what's already broken
cause from the mouths of babes comes nothing
the "dream" was a sham for saving what you can't and now
they're me but i'm not them i am you and you are me
it's in the ways i walk thru fire
it's in the ways of my desire
and when i said that you're no good
what i meant was i wish i could
be there forever be young forever i wish you could be there
so now i bid farewell beyond the bounds of hell
and now you'll swear you knew us well
well you can never tell
and the mouths of babes sing revolution
and the mouths of babes scream disillusion
you can't break what's already broken
cause from the mouths of babes comes nothing
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from The Aeroplane Flies High
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Mambo Mambo
I dance the rumba, the salsa, the cha cha
The limbo, the foxtrott and even the tango
With ladies and girlies with mummies and babies
And djs gone play this cause its on their playlist
And on my journey thru all of these dances
I found a lot of hot sax romances
But mambo seeked me and mambo freaked me
Than she realesed me - and this is how we go
Mambo mambo eh eh
The babes are all around me
Mambo mambo eh eh
Dancin all night long
Mambo mambo eh eh
The babes are all around me
Mambo mambo eh eh
To the break of dawn
...
Mambo mambo eh eh
The babes are all around me
Mambo mambo eh eh
Dancin all night long
Mambo mambo eh eh
The babes are all around me
Mambo mambo eh eh
Thank you for this dance
(repeat the 1st verse)
song performed by by Lou Bega
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Babes In Arms
(myles goodwyn)
Published by goody two tunes, inc. - bmi
You got your hands in my pockets
Youre whisperin lies in my ear
Such promiscuous intentions
Dont mistake me for someone who cares
There were times I fooled myself, yeah
Thinkin I was someone else
Hard days, cold nights
Nothin that I could do, yeah
Lovers are babes in arms (babes in arms)
Yes its true, thats right, true, yes its true, ooh
Such a restless condition
The way youre turnin it on
Love em, tease em, for all the wrong reasons
You know youre such a bore
There were times I told myself (myself)
There was really no one else
Hard days, cold nights
Nothin that I can do, ooh
Lovers are babes in arms (babes in arms)
Yes its true, its true baby, true, yes its true, look out
Is it some kind of shakedown
You know I really dont care
But you push it too hard, girl, yeah
You know its just not fair
There were times I fooled myself
Thinkin there was no one else
Hard days, cold nights
Theres nothin that I could do, ooh
Lovers are babes in arms (babes in arms)
Yes its true, true, come on, come on, come on
Hard days, cold nights
Nothin that I can do
Lovers are babes in arms (babes in arms)
Yes its true, yes yes, its true
Hard days, cold nights
Oh, theres nothin that I could do, yeah
Lovers are babes in arms (babes in arms)
Yes its true, yes its true, you, you you
Hard days, cold nights
song performed by by April Wine
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Upon the Day of the Holy Innocents
Mournful Iudah shreeks and cries
At the obsequies
Of their babes, that cry
More that they lose the paps, then that they die.
He that came with life to all,
Brings the babes a funeral,
To redeem from slaughter Him
Who did redeem us all from sin.
They like Himself went spotless hence,
A sacrifice to Innocence;
Which now does ride
Trampling upon Herod's pride:
Passing from their fontinels of clay
To heaven, a milky and a bloody way.
All their tears and groans are dead
And they to rest and glory fled.
Lord, Who wert pleased so many babes should fall
Whil'st each sword hop'd that every of the all
Was the desirèd king: make us to be
In innocence like them, in glory, Thee.
poem by Jeremy Taylor
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Tradition, thou art for suckling children
Tradition, thou art for suckling children,
Thou art the enlivening milk for babes;
But no meat for men is in thee.
Then --
But, alas, we all are babes.
poem by Stephen Crane
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No Man No Cry
No man, no cry
No man, no cry
Ive had enough of all your lies
And all your silly games
Im running out
Cant you see what youre doing?
I never ever thought that youd treat me so cruel
But you proved me wrong and now you know Im just a fool
Dont keep me guessing always stressing all the time
You want a play this game, true love is hard to find
And if I walk there wont be no more comin back
In fact youll be missing this wish
You should be kissin this
Baby check my rhyme
No man, no cry
No man thats all right
No we wont be played
Listen all you ladies cos the babes are takin over this place
No man, no cry
No man tellin me lies
No we wont be played
Were here to tell you fellas that the babes are takin over your place
Im feeling angry by the way you that you treat me lately
Do you see me as some fool, remember what Im worth boy
No disrespecting me or upsetting me with talk or this ladys gonna walk
And wile Im thinking baby, tell me what did you do
Just interrupt goof times that should have been with my crew
I bring you down when I tell your boys
I wont be sitting here now waiting for your call
I aint some littel girl baby you know the score
Dont want to feel like Im not the only one
Baby you did me wrong
Im not your bitch
Dont trip - Im movin on
No man, no cry
No man pass on by
No we wont be played
Listen all you ladies cos the babes are takin over this place
No man, no cry
No man tellin me lies
No we wont be played
Were here to tell you fellas that the babes are takin over your place
Im movin on
I said Im movin on
Im movin on and on, on
Movin on, movin on, movin
On, on, on
Said Im movin on
No man, no cry
No man thats all right
No we wont be played
Listen all you ladies cos the babes are takin over this place
No man, no cry
No man tellin me lies
No we wont be played
Were here to tell you fellas that the babes are takin over your place
No man, no cry
No man thats all right
No we wont be played, be played no more
No man, no cry
No man tellin me lies
No we wont be played
song performed by by Sugababes
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Turn Around
(malvina reynolds/allan greene/harry belafonte)
Where are you going my little one, little one
Where are you going my baby my own
Turn around and youre two
Turn around and youre four
Turn around and youre a young girl
Going out of the door
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around and youre a young girl
Going out of the door
Where are you going my little one, little one
Little dirndls and petticoats, where are you know
Turn around and youre tiny
Turn around and youre grown
Turn around and youre a young wife
With babes of your own
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around and youre a young wife
With babes of your own
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around and youre a young wife
Turn around and youre a young wife
With babes of your own
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Jessie
WHEN Jessie comes with her soft breast,
And yields the golden keys,
Then is it as if God caress'd
Twin babes upon His knees--
Twin babes that, each to other press'd,
Just feel the Father's arms, wherewith they both are bless'd.
But when I think if we must part,
And all this personal dream be fled--
O then my heart! O then my useless heart!
Would God that thou wert dead--
A clod insensible to joys and ills--
A stone remote in some bleak gully of the hills!
poem by Thomas Edward Brown
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Psalm 8 part 1
v.1,2, paraphrased.
L. M.
The hosanna of children.
Almighty Ruler of the skies,
Through the wide earth thy name is spread;
And thine eternal glories rise
O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made.
To thee the voices of the young
A monument of honor raise;
And babes, with uninstructed tongue,
Declare the wonders of thy praise.
Thy power assists their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground,
To still the bold blasphemer's rage,
And all their policies confound.
Children amidst thy temple throng
To see their great Redeemer's face;
The Son of David is their song,
And young hosannas fill the place.
The frowning scribes and angry priests
In vain their impious cavils bring;
Revenge sits silent in their breasts,
While Jewish babes proclaim their King.
poem by Isaac Watts
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We were equals once when we lay new-born babes on our nurse's knees. We will be equal again when they tie up our jaws for the last sleep.
quote by Olive Schreiner
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There was crimson clash of war.
There was crimson clash of war.
Lands turned black and bare;
Women wept;
Babes ran, wondering.
There came one who understood not these things.
He said, "Why is this?"
Whereupon a million strove to answer him.
There was such intricate clamour of tongues,
That still the reason was not.
poem by Stephen Crane
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So now 20 years later people want us to get together so they can take shots at all these old babes trying to get back some youth. I mean come on; I've been there. I know what the press would do.
Hey Jack Kerouac
[ robert buck/natalie merchant ]
Hey jack kerouac, I think of your mother
And the tears she cried, she cried for none other
Than her little boy lost in our little world that hated
And that dared to drag him down. her little boy courageous
Who chose his words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood.
Hip flask slinging madman, steaming cafe flirts,
They all spoke through you.
Hey jack, now for the tricky part,
When you were the brightest star who were the shadows?
Of the san francisco beat boys you were the favorite.
Now they sit and rattle their bones and think of their blood stoned days.
You chose your words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood.
The hip flask slinging madman, steaming cafe flirts,
Nights in chinatown howling at night.
Allen baby, why so jaded?
Have the boys all grown up and their beauty faded?
Billy, what a saint theyve made you,
Just like mary down in mexico on all souls day.
You chose your words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood.
Cool junk booting madmen, street minded girls
In harlem howling at night.
What a tear stained shock of the world,
Youve gone away without saying goodbye.
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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Heart Is Saved
Gamblin on instincts well heres what I found
Voice from my pocket starts pulling me down
Tells me my bucks aint enough
And life doesnt have to be rough
But a little white cloud
Tells me what I crave
And the way I feel
Means my heart is saved
And the money goes round
And the babes are babes
And the way I feel
Means my heart is saved
Personally I like midwestern tows
I like the girls there and even the clowns
But now Ive been out on the wheel
Out where youre worth what you steal
And I cant go back to a yesterday
No I cant turn back cause my heart is saved
And I gotta believe all night and all day
And when I believe my heart is saved
Im weird and half-dead
Theres a fortune in my head
Dont touch me
My heart is saved
Gamblin on instincts well heres what I found
Voice from my pocket starts pulling me down
Tells me my bucks aint enough
And life doesnt have to be rough
But a little white cloud tells me what I crave
And the way I feel means my heart is saved
And I gotta believe all night and all day
And when I believe my heart is saved
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Pleas of a Babe from the Womb!
Oh, daddy, can you hear my voice?
To be your child was just God’s choice;
Allow me please to make first noise,
And God will add to you both, joys.
Come to my rescue, dear father;
Permit me to be born, mother;
I long to see the world God made,
Like you, before I start to fade.
Oh, mummy, am I unwanted?
My pleas to you go ungranted;
The love of God put me in here;
The love of man, I see nowhere!
I beg of you, my parents two;
I am your very own child too;
I am your flesh and blood also;
Give me a chance to see both, oh!
How unkind can my parents be?
I am like them in ways every;
God grant them sense to allow me,
To be born well, like them freely.
God gave me life;
God gave me a soul;
God made me too whole;
But I’m afraid, my thread of life,
May get the knife!
Dedicated to all unborn babes;
‘May their souls rest in peace! ’
'May God forgive their parents' sin.'
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-15-2008
poem by John Celes
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I was warmed by the sun, rocked by the winds and sheltered by the trees as other Indian babes. I was living peaceably when people began to speak bad of me. Now I can eat well, sleep well and be glad. I can go everywhere with a good feeling.