Hungry Addition!
one plus one plus one,
equals a socialistic rebellion...
minus two,
equals their profit margin.
'in God we trust'
stamped on our foreheads...
the Bill Of Rights
lashed into our backs...
another spot on the assembly line,
a pair of boots without a tongue.
another position vacant,
cheap sex without a smoke!
unemployment line, or jail time.
lawyers and well paid judges.
when one plus one plus one,
sets an empty plate on a barren table!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Both of us
Both of us
equals trust.
It equalls happiness,
And forever lasting love.
It equals kind smiles,
as beautiful as the stars above.
Both of us,
equals never alone,
It equals joy
And never on our own.
IT equals we
not just you and me.
It equals love,
Don't you see....
The Day He Outaged Joyce
(one three one one nine four one
minus
two two eight two)
equals
five eight and three four five
equals
(one six five two o two one
minus
five six five three)
Mathemusing so
Spent sage
The day he passed
James Joyce in age
Bambloomzling just for fun
(13 1 1941
-
2 2 82)
=
58+345
=
(16 5 2012
-
5 6 53)
He numerised verse one
poem by Douglas Scotney
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In the arithmetic of love, one plus one equals everything, and two minus one equals nothing.
quote by Mignon McLaughlin
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4 Minus 3 Equals Zero
You always said you loved me
And I always believed yu did
But now you say youre leaving
And takeing both of the kids
Chorus:
4 minus 3 equals zero
Your leaving just dont add up
Its all over for me if you go
Cause Ill be nothing without your love
The babies are sleeping in the bedroom
They dont know youre packing their clothes
At least they didnt see me crying
When you said thats the way love goes
(repeat chorus)
4 minus 3 equals zero
Cause Ill be nothing without your love
song performed by by George Strait
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Loves On The Line
Tell me baby
Have we lost everything that we had before
What do you do in the day
When I walk out the door
I can see you made up your mind
And I know our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
With each passing day
I gotta watch more and more what I say to you
I can feel your eyes looking through me
As I sit at the table at dinnertime
I can feel our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
I watch our kids
Growin up, going to school
Is there anything else for us now
Are we both just fools
Wasting our precious time
At night we lay in bed
But its like youre not even there
Theres something real bad
Going wrong somewhere
Last night I heard you cry
And I know our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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The Poets
an old woman poet,
stood behind the table,
doling out plate after plate,
to the line of faces...
taking the time...
to ask each their name.
a young student poet,
jerked from the picket line,
beaten, and arrested...
now sits in jail.
the young man poet,
just home after a 12 hour shift,
went next door and mowed
his elderly neighbor's grass.
a young girl poet,
took in the stray cat,
fed it, and held it...
and rocked it to sleep.
the poor poet,
makes a pallot on the floor
of his empty room,
for the homeless to sleep on.
the old man poet,
goes to work again,
minimum wage with a smile,
to feed his sick wife...
the common poet,
build houses, works on machines,
tills gardens, works on cars...
treats everyone the same...
and no one knows his name!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Tuzla (feat. Vocal: Joy Askew, Vocal: Dawn Upshaw & Radio Croatia And The Avatar Rainbow Coalition)
Of all the treasure in our chest
We love the golden god of war the best
Look, look at that little clown
Here, look through the binoculars
Someone burned his schoolhouse down
And he's blinking in the sun
He's drying something in the sun
Ha! It's an old tea bag!
Now he rolls it up
Look! He made a cigarette
But he's not gonna smoke it yet
Maybe he's gonna sell it
How much d'you think he'll get?
A slice of ham = a long goodbye = 3 days of peace
A bar of soap = a can of oil = 10 years of debt
A pinch of salt = a week of news = 4 double-A's
A plastic bag = a place to hide = one sucker bet
I got what you want
You got what I need
Of all the sterling men of steel
We crave the one who'll teach us not to feel
Look at the guy selling beer
Where the hell did he get it from?
He's the King of the Hill
He's the bug that survives the bomb
See the smirk on his greasy face
Handing a bottle to the mortal foe
It's not the time to kill
Not that he forgets . . .
As he takes a crumpled bill
And thinks this is better yet
A pot for the rain = a pair of shoes = 2 hand grenades
A spade for the grave = four lovely eggs = 3 cigarettes
A stick of gum = some wood for a fire = 2 table legs
A cup of rice = a pint of blood = 1 pound of flesh
Line up to buy here
Line up to die there
Look, look through that window
Looks like your sister there
In a Chetnik's bed
Look, there on the table
Looks like she did it for a loaf of bread
Shit! She's got a knife!
And he's snoring like a pig
Is he worth more alive or dead?
How much for his boots?
How much for his head?
Though all the day
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Tête-à-Tête
You talk about success?
How are you going to obtain that...
And you socialize all the time?
Your looks may carry you across
Someone's threshold...
But even trophies lose their glitter,
And rust.
And fading looks minus substance...
Equals a significant loss,
In those superficial circles!
Those of true success,
Get little sleep and not much rest.
Having little time for a tête-à-tête
With ex-convicts who now conduct seminars...
On topics regarding proper etiquette,
For those being taught how to hoodwink...
For fun and profit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reading
reading...
Robert Bly and Maya Angelou,
in a room put together
like second hand clothes,
or a mad thrift store.
the shade on the lamp gone,
lost to the years...
the bare bulb flickers
from time to time,
as if to catch its breath.
and the worlds still on
a runaway train to hell.
people pass each other
like unaffiliated ghosts,
sucking on plastic nipples.
the plate in the sink,
chipped on the edges.
the cabinets empty,
martyred by time.
a well meaning preacher asked me today
if i was saved... if i'd found
peace with God...
i quoted Thoreau, 'i didnt know
we were quarreling...'
he said people that said
these things were going to hell.
i wished him a good day!
i should have given him a photograph
of the line in front of the homeless shelter,
or the unemployment line,
or the soup line...
maybe then he'd of known
what hell looked like!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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We have been taught to believe that negative equals realistic and positive equals unrealistic.
quote by Susan Jeffers
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Richie Rich A Philistine
self absorbed profit egotistical
indifferent to artistic intellectual,
achievement values numerical
narcissism waxed sentimental;
emotions feelings romantic nostalgic
deep refined equals slushy self indulgent,
excess income exult over expenditure
worth usefulness of somebody squeezed;
out in exultant sweat shop exploitation
abuse misuse mistreatment maltreatment,
human ground down in machine gears
sweat blood oils profit margin beneficial;
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Tuzla
Of all the treasure in our chest
We love the golden God of war the best
Look, look at that little clown
Here, look through the binoculars
Someone burned his schoolhouse down
And hes blinking in the sun
Hes drying something in the sun
Ha! its an old tea bag!
Now he rolls it up
Look! he made a cigarette
But hes not gonna smoke it yet
Maybe hes gonna sell it
How much dyou think hell get?
A slice of ham = a long goodbye = 3 days of peace
A bar of soap = a can of oil = 10 years of debt
A pinch of salt = a week of news = 4 double-as
A plastic bag = a place to hide = one sucker bet
I got what you want
You got what I need
Of all the sterling men of steel
We crave the one wholl teach us not to feel
Look at the guy selling beer
Where the hell did he get it from?
Hes the king of the hill
Hes the bug that survives the bomb
See the smirk on his greasy face
Handing a bottle to the mortal foe
Its not the time to kill
Not that he forgets . . .
As he takes a crumpled bill
And thinks this is better yet
A pot for the rain = a pair of shoes = 2 hand grenades
A spade for the grave = four lovely eggs = 3 cigarettes
A stick of gum = some wood for a fire = 2 table legs
A cup of rice = a pint of blood = 1 pound of flesh
Line up to buy here
Line up to die there
Look, look through that window
Looks like your sister there
In a chetniks bed
Look, there on the table
Looks like she did it for a loaf of bread
Shit! shes got a knife!
And hes snoring like a pig
Is he worth more alive or dead?
How much for his boots?
How much for his head?
Though all the days and all the times
We count the coin and stash away the crimes
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Im In Line
(d. peterson/v. peterson/s. hoffs)
Debbi
I dont want to wait in line for you
Darling, youll know thats what Ill do
The girls are pretty
The girls are many
Ah, but your heart is empty
No ones filling up for you
Im in line for you, my darling
Yeah, yeah
In the morning when I rise I see
Another girl in line ahead of me
Oh, what advantage with the way you do me
When you walk by abd when you get round to me
Yeah, take a look at me
Im in line for you, my darling
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, Im in line
I dont want to waste my time
Waiting for some guy to change his mind
You dont ever notice
Standing in the shadows
And I cant tell you why
Im in line for you, my darling
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, Im in line
Im in line, Im in line
Im in line, Im in line
Im in line, Im in line
Im in line, Im in line
song performed by by Bangles
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We came equals into this world, and equals shall we go out of it.
quote by George Mason
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The Speakers
"A equals X," says Mister One.
"A equals B," says Mister Two.
"A equals nothing under the sun
But A," says Mister Three. A few
Applaud; some wipe their eyes;
Some linger in the shade to see
One and Two in neat disguise
Decapitating Mister Three.
"This age is not entirely bad."
It's bad enough, God knows, but you
Should know Elizabethans had
Sweeneys and Mrs. Porters too.
The past goes down and disappears,
The present stumbles home to bed,
The future stretches out in years
That no one knows, and you'll be dead.
poem by Weldon Kees
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Time, Baby... Just Time!
jail time, heroin time,
back alley shuffle time,
standing in the soup line time....
sleeping in old cars time,
day work, selling blood time,
lost your job, no work time,
lost your house, nowhere time....
get your school in prison time,
radical free thought time,
fighting against the man time...
bum a smoke, a cup of coffee time.
woman done gone, aint coming back time.
food stamps and unemployment time...
kick off your damn chains time.
forgive, and forgiven time...
stand up and fight time,
hands joining hands time...
time, baby... just time!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A Tin Of Sardines
A tin of Sardines.
Mother by an assembly line putting tiny sardines into tins,
a machine did the rest, a squirt of oil and a lid stamped on.
Sardines side by side, in total darkness, wait to be eaten.
But first of all the sardines had to be smoked, the smoker
my mother’s lover, he visited her every Sunday afternoon,
and I was sent out to find a place that sold ice cream, even
when it rained. Rusting sardine cans, littering the wayside,
don’t walk barefoot in the grass at summer time. Mother
by an assembly line, putting sardines into tins, the smoker
had another girlfriend now and I got no Sunday ice cream.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Layin It On The Line
You see it every day in every way
We all hear the same routines
They all say that its okay
Just let us take care of everything
So we lay it on the line
Layin it on the line (layin it on the line)
Layin it all, right on the line
Just layin it on the line (layin it on the line)
Layin it all, were livin on the front line
I can see it in the faces
We got trouble in the streets tonight
And power keeps us in our places
And it doesnt matter if youre left or right
You lay it on the line
Layin it on the line (layin it on the line)
Just layin it all, right on the line
Layin it on the line, (layin it on the line)
Layin it all, right on the line
Take it to the wilderness
Into the jungle sun
Lookin for the voice of reason
Inside this babylon
Got u.s. boys on foreign soil
Spillin their blood to keep the peace
Cities will vanish in turmoil
While the sheiks lay sleepin on the beach
We lay it on the line
Layin it on the line (layin it on the line)
Layin it all, right on the line
Just layin it on the line (layin it on the line)
Layin it all, right on the line
Layin it on the line
Just layin it all
Layin it on the line
Just layin it all
song performed by by Jefferson Starship
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Layin It On The Line
You see it every day in every way
We all hear the same routines
They all say that its okay
Just let us take care of everything
So we lay it on the line
Chorus:
Layin it on the line, layin it on the line
Layin it all, right on the line
Just layin it on the line, layin it on the line
Layin it all, were livin on the front line
I can see it in the faces
We got trouble in the streets tonight
And power keeps us in our places
And it doesnt matter if youre left or right
You lay it on the line
Layin it on the line, layin it on the line
Just layin it all, right on the line
Layin it on the line, layin it on the line
Layin it all, right on the line
Take it to the wilderness
Into the jungle sun
Lookin for the voice of reason
Inside this babylon
(guitar solo)
Got u.s. boys on foreign soil
Spillin their blood to keep the peace
Cities will vanish in turmoil
While the sheiks lay sleepin on the beach
We lay it on the line
Layin it on the line, layin it on the line
Layin it all, right on the line
Just layin it on the line, layin it on the line
Layin it all, right on the line
Layin it on the line
Just layin it all
Layin it on the line
Just layin it all
song performed by by Starship
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