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My Girl in Hell

when i heard;
i mean
when they told me
you were dead,
i did not cry;
i simply went
and died.
and then
i asked lucifer
to bring
me here,
for i knew
you must be
in hell.

poem by Efe Benjamin
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I Told Myself

I told myself
You do love me
Is it really true?
She asked me

I told myself
You care for me
Are you really sure?
She asked me

I told myself
You do miss me
As often as you?
She asked me

I told myself
You need me too
Are you guessing?
She asked me

I told myself
You never tell me
Why on Earth?
She asked me

I told myself
You hide a lot…
Is that friendship?
She asked me

I told myself
You think too much
Does he not feel?
She asked me

Tell me, my love
What shall I say?
To all those queries
That she asked me...

How should I answer?
What should I ponder?
Tell me the truth
For she still asks me...

You For Me
And Me For You
Is it the Future?
One last Question
She did ask me.

I don’t have the answers
Yet she keeps asking me…
May be, she knows,
One day, one moment
You’ll let her know
How you feel for me...

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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If You Only Knew

If you knew how much I love you,
Would you be willing to take a chance?
If I held my hand out to you,
Would you join me for a dance?
If I opened my arms up to you,
Would you come for my embrace?
If I asked you to simply look at me,
Would you look upon my face?
If I asked you if you would see me,
Would you gaze into my eyes?
If I told I know what true love is,
Would you believe another’s lies?
If I told you that I had found the way,
Would you walk right by my side?
For the destination is inevitable.
We are here to enjoy the ride.

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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He Died

He died in
Cold
And Lucifer
Went
For his soul
After
His first hell
In cell
On
Earth
He was taken
To deads
Hell
To suffer
A torment
Without end
Is this
Fair?

poem by Efe Benjamin
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Bible Verse

I asked the child why did she curse
Her answer was, she knew not a Bible verse
She never went to church or knew how to say a prayer
So all that she knew, was how to curse and swear,
I was told that her mother had taught her well
But never taught her about heaven or even hell
And all that she knew is from what she had read
While listening to the words that her mother had said.

I asked the child why did she lie
Her response to me, it is better than to cry
As things got bad and then they turned worse
That's all that she knew, and she knew not a Bible verse,
Her mother had told her the things not to do
But then they differed from other's points of view
And all the child knew was from what she had seen
As she watched her mother, which was unforeseen.

I asked the child why did she steal
Taking from others for a terrible ordeal
She answered me, as she placed the goods in her purse
'It is the way that I am', and I know not of a Bible verse
Someday soon I will probably smoke and drink
Spoke the child to me as she began to think
But then am I not the girl that my mother did raise
And every day to my mother, I give her praise.

I asked the child why did she fight
She then said to me, it's better than being polite
Her mother's honor again she had to defend
And fighting is all that she could comprehend
So the child then wiped the pain off of her face
As she slowly walked away in sadness and disgrace
The last thing she said to me as we did converse
She said, I truly wish that I knew a Bible verse.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Song of the Dardanelles

The Wireless tells and the cable tells
How our boys behaved by the Dardanelles.
Some thought in their hearts “Will our boys make good?”
We knew them of old and we knew they would!
Knew they would—
Knew they would;
We were mates of old and we knew they would.
They laughed and they larked and they loved likewise,
For blood is warm under Southern skies;
They knew not Pharoah (’tis understood),
And they got into scrapes, as we knew they would.
Knew they would—
Knew they would;
And they got into scrapes, as we knew they would.

They chafed in the dust of an old dead land
At the long months’ drill in the scorching sand;
But they knew in their hearts it was for their good,
And they saw it through as we knew they would.
Knew they would—
Knew they would;
And they saw it through as we knew they would.

The Coo-ee called through the Mena Camp,
And an army roared like the Ocean’s tramp
On a gale-swept beach in her wildest mood,
Till the Pyramids shook as we knew they would.
Knew they would—
Knew they would.
(And the Sphinx woke up as we knew she would.)

They were shipped like sheep when the dawn was grey;
(But their officers knew that no lambs were they).
They squatted and perched where’er they could,
And they “blanky-ed” for joy as we knew they would.
Knew they would—
Knew they would;
They “blanky-ed” for joy as we knew they would.

The sea was hell and the shore was hell,
With mine, entanglement, shrapnel and shell,
But they stormed the heights as Australians should,
And they fought and they died as we knew they would.
Knew they would—
Knew they would;
They fought and they died as we knew they would.

From the southern hills and the city lanes,
From the sandwaste lone and the Blacksoil Plains;
The youngest and strongest of England’s brood!—
They’ll win for the South as we knew they would.
Knew they would—
Knew they would;
They’ll win for the South as we knew they would.

poem by Henry Lawson
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Won't Back Down

I know what darkness means
(and the void you left for me)
the isolation stings
(so thick it wants to bleed)
the echoes in my brain
(all the things you said to me)
you took my everything
Now I'm coming for you
I won't back down
I will not bow
I've come to bring you hell
And I can't forget
things you did
I've come to bring you hell
The shadow that you see
(in the places that you sleep)
are memories of me
(you better pray your soul to keep)
the truth behind you eyes
(you know the things you never see)
your darkest little lies
(I'm coming for you)
I won't back down
I will not bow
I've come to bring you hell
And I can't forget things you did
I've come to bring you hell
All the scars that never heal
All the wounds that will not seal
I will not forget the days
Theses memories never fall
I won't back down
I will not bow
And I can't forget
things you did
I've come to bring you hell
I've come to bring you hell
I've come to bring you hell
I've come to bring you hell
I've come to bring you hell
I've come to bring you hell
I've come to bring you hell
I've come to bring you hell
I've come to bring you hell

song performed by by Fuel
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The Final Cut

Hell awaits & heaven won’t take me
I am in between planes
the final cut has been made
blood ooze out but I can’t feel the pain.
My bloodeth blood stops the time; for
Lucifer to arrive
elated, trying to take me to hell.
He says oh! Well
how you’ve become so heavy.
This is the miracle of the soul in slain,
he askth whose soul is in refrain.
It’s my very own Lucifer I said,
You are willing to give your life
for a cause he asked

Your son, the evil trying to impart and enter this world
thru a noble soul,
I have heeded to save this and devastate
and make your son’s play
A foul.
My blood oozes out from this cut
Save your son or save me
I know you would like to keep my soul.
Lend me thy hand to see this
this manifestation done by evil
I know you love thy son; but

as this is the final cut

poem by Himanshu Sanghani
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Memphis

Memphis - where the hell is memphis?
Memphis - where the hell is memphis?
I got to get away, study my geography
Im just a shadow of the boy I used to be
I used to see the light, now its all a mystery
I used to feel the beat, now I feel a million miles from...
Memphis - where the hell is memphis?
Memphis - where the hell is memphis?
I used dirty words never too excessively
But saying rock&roll never seemed so bad to me
I dare said it in hip and happy company
I was in and out in a second on my way to...
Memphis - where the hell is memphis?
Memphis - where the hell is memphis?
Memphis, so where the hell is memphis?
I had a one-way ticket and a little radio
I turned it on, heard the sound from twenty years ago
Somebody smiled and said, thats the only way to go
He died at twenty-one, now nobodys innocent in...
Memphis - where the hell is memphis?
Memphis - where the hell is memphis?
Somebody turned around, said, I got to disagree
He wrote that sort of turn people out to anarchy
He made them think about marlon brando on tv
I guess they still went down against anything they got in...
Memphis - where the hell is memphis?
Memphis - where the hell is memphis?
I met a wise old man, he had longer hair than me
He said, memphis is nothing like it used to be
A hundred dead guitarists lying in the cemetry
I felt a sudden chill, now Im not so sure about...
Memphis - where the hell is memphis?
Memphis - where the hell is memphis?
Im on a lonesome train on a lonesome track
I think Ill jump right off, head for home, double back
And though Im better now I know that no-one knows the facts
Im gonna start again, forget I ever heard about...

song performed by by Joe Jackson
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The Only Father I Have Really Ever Known

You never stood up and told the truth, you never even tried-
You simply took so much from those around you, and simply died-
Without contrition or even shame for all that you had done to so many-
Instead, I was left to carry guilt for a Father that did not have any.
The simple fact that you helped to procreate me, seemed to suffice,
As reason for the deceit and bias of many, the iniquitous price
That I was asked to pay, simply for who my Father was,
When I am no more responsible, for what my Father does,
Than those that you victimized before your untimely demise.
This is a most prescient fact that some do not stop to realize:
I was just a little boy then, yet became privy to your maleficence
As a man of 36, when my love for you became abhorrence;
When the man I knew as my Father died once again,
Where the sorrow for a Father lost, became the bain
Of my very existence-the thought that I mourned you
And the loss that I felt, when I was never warned, you
Were a monster-a fact that I should have known-
Instead, I held on to your memory, where I could have grown-
To distance myself from who I believed you to be,
To grow as a man, for all the world to see,
Unbiased by my connection to you, a man I never knew.
Instead, deceitful asservations, of things I could never do,
Continue to haunt me, as a spectre of unspeakable torment;
Where, my erstwhile inherent rights, I now sadly, silently lament.
It is not from you though, that I seek relief
From the horrors of my heart's abominable grief.
I look to my only real Father, in Heaven above,
Who only shows me compassion, truth, and love-
Not all that which you espoused, and have done.
You stole so much from us, but I will have won
When I can finally say I do not loathe you any longer,
Only what you have done-then I will be so much stronger
Than I am now, and then perhaps, ready to finally go home
To Heaven, and to the only Father I have really ever known.

-Maurice Harris,21 October 2012

poem by Maurice Harris
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I’ll Learn One Day What They Know

I ran into Tammy Alderman today.
She asked me, “Do you know
Jerry West died last month of a heart attack? ”
I told her, “No, I didn’t know.”
She then asked, “Do you know
Paul Graff died a year ago
With a brain tumor? ”
I said, “No way! Not Paul!
He was a complete sweetheart,
I knew him from kindergarten!
I’ll think about him now
For the rest of the night! ”

From my teens on,
I’ve gazed at death
With lustful eyes,
But my grade school
And high school pals
Have perished instead!

Like Allen Ginsberg wrote
In a poem from the1970’s,
“I never learned to die.”

From the Master’s poem: Ode to Failure

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Aluu Will Bludgeon You

Have you yet not heard?
Yes, it happened in Aluu
A community predominated by fools.
Four innocent students were burnt
to their deaths,
Right before their eyes they were made
to experience their worst fears; hell
Who said there should be another hell
after death?
Then God is not as merciful as they said.
But that is not end of what I've said;
Four innocents students were not given a chance
to prove their innocence;
In a matter of munites, that community
head had decided;
- Four innocents must be executed
- Four innocents must be uncladded
- Four innocents must be blodgeoned
to their deaths
- Four innocents must be burnt like I've said.

That day angels wept;
I never knew Lucifer could shed a tear.
Positions of leadership must not
be given to imbeciles,
For they will take their own anu*s
and use it to decide.
For how long will Nigeria
be cursed with its leaders?
I do not know;
And hell, well, heaven, I still
don't get it yet.

poem by Efe Benjamin
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The Man Died

The man died and died and died
And finally the man died!
People killed the man severally
Before the man finally died
The mans family labelled
The man dead.
The community labelled
The man dead
.
And above all the man saw in Himself a living ghost
And had since decayed and rotted inside
That not even the warmt
Of a living blood
Could've been enough
To bring the man back
To life again.

poem by Efe Benjamin
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Man Have Killed His God

Tho' I did not walk
With Ajax d'greater
Nor Ajax d'Lesser,
And I know also
I did not feature
In the Iliad of Homer.
But if today you call me
Benjamin the greater
My name you would've
made brighter
'Because tomorrow you
might never
Find anther Benjamin better.
.
This poem I had written
In a cold weather,
And my girl,
She would make me feel better,
But to Church she had gone
With her grandfather.
.
Gone are days, religion
Was near to God.
Today, hell had taken
Over the Church
And pastors now rule
The billboards.
.
When Lucifer
Was cast to earth
He made his Hell
With a legion of
Demons by his side.
If there were to be no Christ,
Right by our side,
Who else would bring us light?
.
Leaders today
Mind what you say,
Tomorrow there
Might be no state,
Just Lucifer, Hell,
And your fate.
These are the things
You cannot escape.
.
Lost are days, there
Was faith in religion,
In heart and actions,
Man have killed his God.
.
Where is the love from
Which our world was made?
Yet we die, and lie in state.
.
Oh mighty Lord! God
Of the Abrahamic Religion,
Today your world is ruled by hate,
Once again we plead,
Bring Christ to our aid.

poem by Efe Benjamin
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Legend Of A Mind

Timothy learys dead.
No, no, no, no, hes outside looking in.
Timothy learys dead.
No, no, no, no, hes outside looking in.
Hell fly his astral plane,
Takes you trips around the bay,
Brings you back the same day,
Timothy leary. timothy leary.
Timothy learys dead.
No, no, no, no, hes outside looking in.
Timothy learys dead.
No, no, no, no, hes outside looking in.
Hell fly his astral plane,
Takes you trips around the bay,
Brings you back the same day,
Timothy leary. timothy leary.
Along the coast youll hear them boast
About a light they say that shines so clear.
So raise your glass, well drink a toast
To the little man who sells you thrills along the pier.
Hell take you up, hell bring you down,
Hell plant your feet back firmly on the ground.
He flies so high, he swoops so low,
He knows exactly which way hes gonna go.
Timothy leary. timothy leary.
Hell take you up, hell bring you down,
Hell plant your feet back on the ground.
Hell fly so high, hell swoop so low.
Timothy leary.
Hell fly his astral plane.
Hell take you trips around the bay.
Hell bring you back the same day.
Timothy leary. timothy leary.
Timothy leary. timothy leary.
Timothy leary.

song performed by by Moody Blues
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Laura

Dudn dudn dudn dudn, dudn dudn dudn dudn
The grain bag sits on the chair, and why the hell am I with ya?
And if you told me that it wasnt there, why the hell am I with ya?
You know I really dont care, and why the hell now with ya?
I told my mommy that it was ok, and why the hell now with ya?
Laura -- laura
Oh baby I cut myself
And if you threw the garbage away, why the hell am I with ya?
And if you knew you wanted to stay, then why the hell now with ya?
Little eddie dingle is going away, and why the hell now with ya?
Somebody wants to come and play, and why the hell am I with ya?
Laura -- laura
You know something? Ive got somethin -- Ive got somethin --
Ive got somethin for all the people in the world

song performed by by Ween
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On Bended Knee

I ask my love on bended knee,
"Sweetheart will you marry me? "
To which I heard a quick reply..
"Yes, as soon as pigs can fly."

So I looked high, and I looked low
for a real smart pig, and do you know.,
I found that pig sitting in a sty,
And in a week or two taught him to fly.

I showed the pig to my love, and then,
Asked her to marry me once again.
She said, "I'm sorry, but I lied..
When hell freezes over, I'll be your bride.

Now, this next part Is sad to tell,
She got sick and died, and went to hell.
Her cold heart, turned hell to ice,
She's waiting for me. Now ain't that nice?

poem by Ron Tranmer
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Dead Lion

Lion died
And dead lion
Came to me crying
Dead lion wanted to know
so many thing about life.

I am not here
To told about
Lion's history
Or geography of the area
Where lion was.

Dead lion
I found within
My house my country
Lion was enchanted
on the scene here
Even after death
That much I knew.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Grandpas Rocking Chair for M lady Chitra

On the front porch a rocking chair
nobody uses no one dare
Nor dare they move it anywhere.
Grandpa decreed it must stay there

What grandpa said was what he meant
he left no room for argument.
He simply stated his intent
Though other folk felt different

When Grandpa died the family tried
to set his iron rule aside
You’ll rue this day their Grandma cried
Your Grandpa will not be defied.

They moved the chair to show they could
though grandma did not think they should
She warned them all that nothing good
would come of this. She understood

although she knew Grandpa was dead.
She knew he’d rise in wrathful pride
to reinforce what he has said.
His last command before he died.

The chair was moved despite her pleas.
Her warnings were not listened to.
From that day on they knew no peace
Til grandma told them what to do

The rocking chair must be restored
to where Grandpa said it should be.
They all agreed of one accord
the chair replaced immediately.

Sometimes at night it seems to be
moving gently slowly rocking
Although there’s nothing they can see
they know that Grandpas visiting.

To see his word is still obeyed.
That no one moves his rocking chair.
Nobody will they’re too afraid.
They know sometimes he still sits there.

27-Oct-08

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Id Cry If You Died

Hell is where you put me
And hell is where youre going to
Until the next life
I say this twisted prayer for you
May the torment you put out
Come back around twice multiplied.
Even though you let me go
Ive got to let you know
Id cry if you died.
The past is where you see me
The past is what will bring you down
Destiny a moon eclipsed
In the shadows all is darkness now
May the evil in your heart
Be your one and only friend for life
You pretend I dont exist
I have to let you know
Id cry if you died
Somewhere special
Voices form words
And the words have meaning
So I reach out for someone new
And I wonder
Will it ever be alright
(then I hear you secret radio
Signaling that its time to go)
Hell is where you put me
And hell is where well meet again
I will be waiting
To repeat a scene that never ends
Molten pools of mockery
Reflect a million sleepless nights
Even though you acted low
Ive got to let you know
Id cry if you died

song performed by by Devo
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Hot Date

When I met Lucifer, I thought him cute
all dressed up in a whistle and flute.
Immaculate nails and shiny locks
with a smile to make my wee heart rock.

He took me out and bought me drinks,
my head felt dizzy, I couldn't think.
Lucifer's smile had me weak,
I lost my voice, I couldn't speak!

The moon shone bright as midnight chimed,
the flame of the candelabra died
and there came a change in Lucifer's eyes
from blue to amber, no disguise!

I decided to run, escape and flee,
for fear of Lucifer's plans for me
and as I neared the exit gate
I thought, at last, I had escaped.

I held my breath, a car drew up
the guy inside looked nice enough
but when I turned and looked to see
a devil sat right next to me!

poem by Ruth Walters
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