I Call It Slavery!
how much do we really know?
how much of what we think we know
is the truth?
can we handle the truth?
most of what we read in the papers,
most of what our politicians tell us,
most of what we see on the news...
is a carefully directed lie!
we have been owned for decades,
herded like sheep to the slaughter,
manipulated and used by an unseen hand,
for a purpose that only they know...
conspiracy? no, more a global mission,
complete control of the world,
complete control of the future...
as Dylan said: 'only pawns in their game...'
they've kept us divided by the use of fears
that are based in ignorance....
kept us marching to their drum...
call it patriotism, or religious right....
i call it slavery!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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(V - 2009) The Truth of the Truth
The Sages and Seers
That be and have been
Cannot have seen
The truth of the Truth!
What they see as Truth
Is Truth merely
It’s not really
The truth of the Truth!
The Ultimate Truth
Cannot be known
We aren’t that grown –
The truth of the Truth!
We’re part of the Truth
We’re trying to see
We’re yet so tiny –
The truth of the Truth!
Though hard and great
The pains we give
We cannot outlive
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to you once
Remains not the same
So changing the game –
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to a man
Is not Truth to all
That’s what we call
The truth of the Truth!
These thoughts as I pen
It’s Truth to me
It’s to me only
The truth of the Truth!
Mr. Self Destruct
i am the voice inside your head and i control you
i am the lover in your bed and i control you
i am the sex that you provide and i control you
i am the hate you try to hide and i control you
i take you where you want to go
i give you all you need to know
i drag you down i use you up
mr self destruct
i speak religion's message clear and i control you
i am denial guilt and fear and i control you
i am the prayers of the naive and i control you
i am the lie that you believe and i control you
i take you where you want to go
i give you all you need to know
i drag you down i use you up
mr self destruct
i am the needle in your vein and i control you
i am the high you can't sustain and i control you
i am the pusher i'm a whore and i control you
i am the need you have for more and i control you
i am the bullet in the gun and i control you
i am the truth from which you run and i control you
i am the silencing machine and i control you
i am the end of all your dreams and i control you
i take you where you want to go
i give you all you need to know
i drag you down i use you up
mr self destruct
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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You In The Stew
In my “Stew” my “Stew of Goo” I will have control over you.
Yes, I will control you with my evil spell, I will control this doll with named
Mel.
I will say things that are not NICE, because you see I took your Power
and I control the Dice!
Everything is “neat” in this “Game of Deceit”
This Game where I control everything.
Yes, I took your power that you willfully gave to me,
that was Deal, don’t you see? ? ?
Don’t tell me you want your Power in tack,
You chose me as your mother! !
So I can talk behind your back! !
Now, now, you say “Why would I do that? ”
Because you had to find
yourself and get back on track…
See how would you ever know who you really are,
Why, you think you came into this world “Complete” like Sarah Star? ? ?
You needed my “Evil” ways to make you strong,
Sooo someday
You can thank ME when I am long gone…
Now, now you realize it wasn’t about ME,
why it was all about
YOU,
yes you finding You—
“YOU in the Stew”
Written 2006 & 2010 By Christina Sunrise
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Self Destruction, Part Two
I am the voice inside your head and I control you
I am the lover in your bed and I control you
I am the sex that you provide and I control you
I am the hate you try to hide and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr self destruct
I speak religions message clear and I control you
I am denial guilt and fear and I control you
I am the prayers of the naive and I control you
I am the lie that you believe and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr self destruct
I am the needle in your vein and I control you
I am the high you cant sustain and I control you
I am the pusher Im a whore and I control you
I am the need you have for more and I control you
I am the bullet in the gun and I control you
I am the truth from which you run and I control you
I am the silencing machine and I control you
I am the end of all your dreams and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr self destruct
Remixed by:j.g. thirlwell at the room of doom
Engineered by: rob sutton and jim janik
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Self Destruction, Final
I am the voice inside your head and I control you
I am the lover in your bed and I control you
I am the sex that you provide and I control you
I am the hate you try to hide and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr self destruct
I speak religions message clear and I control you
I am denial guilt and fear and I control you
I am the prayers of the naive and I control you
I am the lie that you believe and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr self destruct
I am the needle in your vein and I control you
I am the high you cant sustain and I control you
I am the pusher Im a whore and I control you
I am the need you have for more and I control you
I am the bullet in the gun and I control you
I am the truth from which you run and I control you
I am the silencing machine and I control you
I am the end of all your dreams and I control you
I take you where you want to go
I give you all you need to know
I drag you down I use you up
Mr self destruct
Remixed by: j.g. thirlwell at the room of doom engineered by: rob sutton and jim janik.
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Monday Papers
I dont want to go out any more
I read the news, I cant believe my eyes
I push the table against the door
You know Ive had it with the world outside
If you want to know about the murderers and junkies
If you want to know about the lower east side
Now they got a map shows you where to get your monkey
You can read it in the monday papers, monday papers
Some people like a little gore
Some people always at the scenes of crimes
Now they can watch the tv more
Now they can get it in the sunday times
If you find it hard to handle what you see on page one
You can pull the funnies out and have some laughs
Take a drink and maybe you can laugh at ronald reagan
You can read it in the monday papers, read it in the monday papers
Monday papers dont ask no questions
Monday papers dont get no lies
Monday papers dont raise objection
Monday papers dont got no eyes
Brothers heading that way now I guess
He just read something made his face turn blue
Well I got nothing against the press
They wouldnt print it if it wasnt true
If you want to know about the gay politician
If you want to know how to be a star
Ladies - if you want to know about the new sex position
You can read it in the monday papers, read it in the monday papers
Monday papers dont ask no questions
Monday papers dont get no lies
Monday papers dont raise objection
Monday papers dont got no eyes
Monday papers dont ask no questions
Monday papers dont get no lies
Monday papers dont raise objection
Monday papers dont got no eyes
Read all about it, monday papers
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Sue In The Stew
In my "Stew" my "Stew of Goo" I will have control over you.
Yes, I will control you with my evil spell,
I will control this doll with named Mel.
I will say things that are not NICE,
you see I took your Power and I control the Dice!
Everything is "neat" in this "Game of Deceit"
This Game where I control everything.
Yes, I took your power that you willfully gave to me,
that was Deal, don't you see? ? ?
Don't tell me you want your Power intact,
You chose me as your mother! !
So I can talk behind your back! !
Now, now, you say "Why would I do that? "
You had to find yourself and get back on track...
See how would you ever know who you really are.
"Why, you think you came into this world complete like Sarah Star? ? ? "
You needed my "Evil" ways to make you strong,
you can thank ME when I am long gone...
Now, now you realize it wasn't about ME,
why it was all about YOU,
Yes you finding You—"YOU in the Stew"
Written By Suzae Chevalier in 2006 & 2010
poem by Christina Sunrise
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The newspapers
Now-a-days
I don't like to read the newspapers
It's full of bad and sad news:
War, Corruption, Murder
Rape, Robbery, Flattery
Conspiracy, Drug Dealing
Women and Child Trafficking
And so on
I long for breaking good news
But I become disheartened
The politicians and the religious leaders
All talk about peace and world peace
But peace remains a daydream
Alas
Peace is in their words
But greed is in their hearts
poem by Asif Andalib
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Out Of Control
Out Of Control
(Don Henley, Glenn Frey & T. Nixon)
Oh, my, don't the sky look spacious
With the stars all shinin' down
Well, I can hear the night wind howlin'
It's a high and lonesome sound
And I ain't had a woman in so long
I can't feed my starvin soul
Come on, saddle up, boys, we're gonna ride into town
We're gonna get a little out of control
There's a card game in the corner
And the barmaid smiled at me
Well, I tipped her a sliver dollar and
she brought me a drink for free
All the town-folk call her the cheap one
And the gamblers call her Flo
Come on, set 'em up again
I got me a friend and I think I'm gettin' out of control
Oh,oh,oh
She's cool water, her momma taught her
I got news, she's mine and mine alone
And if anybody's lookin' for trouble
You know I'm the one you want to try
Well, I'll fight any man who wants to
And I don't care who or why
You got to gamble on your story
You got no guts, you get no glory
And I'm bettin' my money on an ace in the hole
Think I'm gettin' out of control
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Paths
Sometimes things shape our lives
for the good or for the bad.
We can never tell
until they touch our lives.
What these things will do,
if they will rise us up
or put us down,
we just have to wait and see.
Whatever happens to our lives
we are but pawns in a big game
that starts when we are born
and it ends when we die.
Our lives are guided by an unseen hand.
Some call it fate
others call him God.
We will never know
until our living days are through.
Until then
we will move along
paths chosen for us.
1 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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Common Sense (Truth)
wars are started by men
with agendas... usually profit,
or religious reasons, or both.
the men that start these wars
seldom fight these wars...
they manipulate the masses to
do their dirty work...
these are the elite people that
control our world. their weapons
for control include:
1. poverty
2. ignorance
3. prejudice
4. religion.
if you keep the people struggling
for food and shelter, they wont have
time to stand against you.
if you keep the people ignorant, they
will blindly follow without questioning.
if you divide the people by prejudice,
they will not unite to overthrow.
if you convince them that theirs is
the only true religion, and that God
is on their side, they will commit
unspeakable acts.
the time of wars is over... there can be
no future if we continue.
we must quit chasing riches, and find a
more equitable way to share what we have.
we must be responsible for each other...
we must lay down religious pretensions,
fears, and pride, and become the spiritual
people we are called to be.
we must be human!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Kept In The Dark
Black days for humanity
Suffer the pain, the futility
Select few with immunity
Not the case for the majority
Eyes that pierce the world restrained
Healthy will to reveal contained
Questions search for truth remains
What is it you wanna see?
What is it you wanna hear?
Control is all that it can be
Control is what we all should fear
What is it to be?
Is it life or authenticity?
Black is truth or is it white?
Kept in the dark, cannot see the light
Words of power start to infect
Must see through must disconnect
Word of truth we all elect
If truth is dead then resurrect
Green is all that they can see
Their only link with reality
Who controls the monopoly?
Exploitation done professionally
What is it you wanna see?
What is it you wanna hear?
Control is all that it can be
Control is what we all should fear
What is it to be?
Is it life or authenticity?
Black is truth or is it white?
Kept in the dark, cannot see the light
song performed by by Xentrix
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Kept In The Dark
Black days for humanity
Suffer the pain, the futility
Select few with immunity
Not the case for the majority
Eyes that pierce the world restrained
Healthy will to reveal contained
Questions search for truth remains
What is it you wanna see?
What is it you wanna hear?
Control is all that it can be
Control is what we all should fear
What is it to be?
Is it life or authenticity?
Black is truth or is it white?
Kept in the dark, cannot see the light
Words of power start to infect
Must see through must disconnect
Word of truth we all elect
If truth is dead then resurrect
Green is all that they can see
Their only link with reality
Who controls the monopoly?
Exploitation done professionally
What is it you wanna see?
What is it you wanna hear?
Control is all that it can be
Control is what we all should fear
What is it to be?
Is it life or authenticity?
Black is truth or is it white?
Kept in the dark, cannot see the light
song performed by by Xentrix
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Control
Control control
control control! !
Too many times a day
control!
Control the sleeping
time, the wake!
Control amount
of coffee, milk,
sugar intake!
Control breakfast,
lunch and dinner's time,
Also the calories
and vitamins to come!
Control your words
control your thoughts
control the sitting
straight out pose
Control own look
from head- to toes!
Forget not those
that count
the most:
Feelings! !
Control them!
Out not to let
controlling self
to not became a threat
to whom or what
to ask I wouldn't dare
right now, I wouldn't
even care..
No more control!
No keeping sane!
FREE! ! !
as the Wind who's
messing up my hair
I - Want - To- Be! ! ! !
Let others have control,
not me! ? !
Control..control control
control? !
Oh, pardon me! -bull s..!
I had enough:
-I'M OUT OF IT! ! !
poem by Elena Sandu
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As Men Gather In Vain
Leaders gather, at our expense, thinking not of our recompense,
As that voice, which we deserve, when elected, in order to serve,
Gathered behind closed doors, about our future, mine and yours,
Indifferent to all their promises, that they’ve made to folks like us.
They may say “In God We Trust”, but, their ways are far from just,
With The Lord, not in their heart, from all Truth they simply depart.
Integrity they just don’t possess, with their fear of God even less,
They don’t represent you or me, but their agenda no one can see.
Their ways are not hidden from, God, knowing all that is to come,
As God limits what men can do, as they betray both me and you,
For God will not forsake His own, as God reigns from His Throne,
Guiding all of His flock with love, with His protection from above.
The king’s heart is in the hand, of God, who rules over every land,
As God moves hearts to fulfill, His purpose according to His Will.
Some plans of men may prevail, but God’s purpose shall not fail,
As the leaders who, many trust, are but men, who’ll return to dust.
We must focus on Christ our Lord, Who by many, is truly ignored,
The Only One in complete control, including, every individual soul,
So, as world leaders capitulate, to one another, believers will wait,
For our Lord God’s Eternal Son, to return and setup His Kingdom.
(Copyright ©07/2009)
An eyes on horizons
My eyes couldn’t reach the horizon
I could see it divided into zones
I still owned large chunk of the land
I had complete control, in mu hand
It has come after logn struggle
I know it is like water bubble
I may not be here to own it for long
All my efforts may prove me wrong
I proudly stand on land and acclaim
I have every reason to believe and claim
It has no validity behind any assumption
The life stands for only time consumption
One may come and stay for a while
He may be astonished at the flow of Nile
How much one can pick from its abundant flow?
Not enough asdit will prove very slow
There is no end to lust
Thought efforts are necessary and must
If hold for longer period then iron also may rust
Name too will disappear id blown over by dust
What happens when eye sight becoems weak?
When you are confined to bed and fell sick?
You have no power to hold the stick
Chances to hold firm recede and bleak
How do you then proclaim as victory?
How do you prevent locking of factory?
The control seemes to be loosing ground
No favorable situation is ever found
Well, this had been advocated then and now
It was put bluntly to hold it firmly and how
We paid no attention to exploit it at bare minimum
The complete life was lost to acquire maximum
It is slipping away from hand at eleventh hour
We have no time to count the years
It had been complet waste of life span
We roamed whole pond like swan
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Two Divided By Zero
(two divided by zero, zero)
(two divided by zero, zero, zero)
Lets not go home, well catch the late train
Ive got enough money to pay all the way
When the postman calls, hell deliver the letter
Ive explained everything; its better that way
(divided by, divided by) I think they heard a rumour
(divided by, divided by) or someone tipped them off
(divided by, divided by) its better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) than call it all off
Well catch a plane to new york, and a cab going down
Cross the bridges and tunnels, straight into town
Tomorrow morning well be miles away
On another continent and another day
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) or call it a day
(divided by, divided by) you wont be alone
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
(two divided by zero, zero)
(two divided by zero, zero, zero)
(d...d...d...d...d...divided by)
(divided by, divided by)
(z...z...z...z...z...zero, zero)
(divided by)
(turn of that noise...)
(divided by, divided by) someone spread a rumour
(divided by, divided by zero, zero)
(divided by, divided by) better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
So why hang around for the deed to be done
You can give it all up for a place in the sun
When the postman calls well be miles away
On a plane to new york and another day
(divided by, divided by) I think they heard a rumour
(divided by, divided by) or someone tipped them off
(divided by, divided by) better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) than call it all off
(divided by, divided by) someone spread a rumour
(divided by, divided by) and someone has to pay
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Xxxiii
Yes, call me by my pet-name ! let me hear
The name I used to run at, when a child,
From innocent play, and leave the cowslips piled,
To glance up in some face that proved me dear
With the look of its eyes. I miss the clear
Fond voices which, being drawn and reconciled
Into the music of Heaven's undefiled,
Call me no longer. Silence on the bier,
While I call God--call God !--So let thy mouth
Be heir to those who are now exanimate.
Gather the north flowers to complete the south,
And catch the early love up in the late.
Yes, call me by that name,--and I, in truth,
With the same heart, will answer and not wait.
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Sonnet XXXIII
Yes, call me by my pet-name ! let me hear
The name I used to run at, when a child,
From innocent play, and leave the cowslips piled,
To glance up in some face that proved me dear
With the look of its eyes. I miss the clear
Fond voices which, being drawn and reconciled
Into the music of Heaven's undefiled,
Call me no longer. Silence on the bier,
While I call God--call God !--So let thy mouth
Be heir to those who are now exanimate.
Gather the north flowers to complete the south,
And catch the early love up in the late.
Yes, call me by that name,--and I, in truth,
With the same heart, will answer and not wait.
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Sonnet XXXIII: Yes, Call Me by My Pet-Name!
Yes, call me by my pet-name! let me hear
The name I used to run at, when a child,
From innocent play, and leave the cowslips piled,
To glance up in some face that proved me dear
With the look of its eyes. I miss the clear
Fond voices which, being drawn and reconciled
Into the music of Heaven's undefiled,
Call me no longer. Silence on the bier,
While I call God--call God!--So let thy mouth
Be heir to those who are now exanimate.
Gather the north flowers to complete the south,
And catch the early love up in the late.
Yes, call me by that name,--and I, in truth,
With the same heart, will answer and not wait.
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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