Lost Children
we have become lost children,
stumbling in the dark.
numbed by the face of our own hunger,
we cannot recognize ourselves in others.
having laid down the torch,
we follow flashlights....
praying to a god too indifferent to hear.
a god created in our own image,
complete with holes and burnt tongues.
we blame the snake for our desire,
and wear the mark of Cain.
we build weapons made of fear,
and bury our parents in sterile graves.
we wear the chains and shackles,
with heads bowed as mindless servants.
we close our ears to the cry of suffering,
and our eyes to the ribs of need.
so who will come, and who will shout?
who will stand and face the storm?
who will bear the sins and take the lash?
who dares to speak the truth?
who will reach the hand to the enemy?
who will name the bodies?
who will give both eyes and ears?
who will dare to be? .....
if not you and i, then we're forever lost,
if not now, then they'll be no tomorrow!
if not now... then when my friend?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Silent Confession
The hands that write what lips would dare not say
and eyes that mock what mind would dare to play
of nights lost in the deepest thoughts of him
that dares to say the holiest name of names.
Yet in his chamber near to mine...
I hear what ears would dare not hear -
those sounds which canst my conscience bear
for sins flown by the air.
My soul had wished to clasp the sinner from the sin
to forsake the sneer mockeries of evil I had seen
in my deepest thoughts of him,
that dares to say the holiest name of names.
I cease to recall the priest's chamber near to mine
and tried so hard to let my hands betray
to write what lips would dare not say.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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GOD Sees A Man
I need not to wear boots to help me stand
I need not tattoos to prove who I am
I need not support to reach out my hand
As I know GOD knows, that I am a man.
I need not fashionable clothes for me to wear
I need not to color or hide my hair
I need not to be ashamed to say a prayer
As GOD knows I am a man, standing there.
I need not to lie or ever to cheat
I need not to fill my mind with sins or deceit
I need a righteous life to be my greatest feat
Then GOD will know I am a man, when we do meet.
I need to always put my family first
I need to give out love and never lash out hurt
I need to let honestly to be my final search
And GOD will know then another man on this earth.
I need never to put the blame on anyone else
I need not to be them but to be myself
I need not to be ashamed to give out help
And I know GOD will not let a man, fall into hell.
I need not to take anything which is not mine
I need not to break any vows or create a crime
I need to understand life is but a short time
And GOD will know a man, will be in judgements line.
I need to understand the words I speak
I need to understand for a lost soul I must weep
I need to learn that strength is also with the weak
And I know that GOD someday this man, he will greet.
I need not to say I cannot but that I can
I need to be an example so all will know who I am
I need from evil to stay away and withstand
And GOD I know will see me, as that I am a man.
poem by Randy McClave
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Human Blood, Angry And Red!
i put on my black skin
to walk through your lily white churches.
i spoke not a word...
my silent body exuded,
years of poverty and oppression,
discrimination and hunger.
i laid down my shackles
on the steps of your courthouse,
i spit blood on your law books,
human blood, angry and red!
and the woman i slept with,
walked beside me step by step.
she bore my children,
i washed her feet with awe.
we spoke and listened,
forever equals...
take down your sign,
ribs are made to barbeque!
my son fell in love
with a young painter from France...
a delicate young man,
features sharp and clear.
i spent dinners in their company,
conversation that cut darkness.
stunned, admiring... their devotion,
their love wrapped in thought.
i laid down my shackles
neath the altar in your church,
i spit blood on your holy books,
human blood, angry and red!
i turned away from your armies,
took the needle from my soul.
shook off the shudders of ignorance,
and laid down my gun.
sold all my possessions,
walked away from debt induced bondage.
stuck out my thumb,
and headed high in the hills.
i slept neath the trees,
could hear the song of the river.
whispered to the owl,
lying close to my dog.
intimately knew every star by name,
every blade of grass,
and the coolness of stone.
speak, o wind, speak and deliver!
i laid down my shackles,
in the chambers of your progress,
i spit blood on your agenda,
human blood, angry and red!
i crossed the border at midnight,
silently moving, shadows in shadows.
with nothing to lose but my life,
nothing to gain but my life.
hands eager to work,
heart eager to dream,
believing in the impossible dream,
of freedom!
i laid down my shackles,
at the foot of your Statue Of Liberty,
i spit blood on your Constitution,
human blood, angry and red!
kill me freedom!
rip the heart from my chest.
i wear your scars
on my back and my face.
bury me in equality,
let my name be every name.
rip the skin from my bones,
let my bones be the steps...
on the path to compassion,
on the road to human kindness...
let my memory be fairness,
my image be joined hands!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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He Wore Dark Sun glasses
The sun it was not shining and dark gray were the skies
Yet he wore dark sun glasses for to conceal his eyes
From the gaze of other people what was he trying to hide
Since to the mirror of his soul daylight he had denied.
Or maybe his eyes are sensitive to light so dark glasses at all times he must wear
Since seeing one wearing dark glasses on a cloudy morning is quite rare
In sunny weather many wear dark glasses to save their eyes from the sun's glare
On bright and warm Summer days of the sun one must beware.
This morning in the wind and rain it did seem strange to me
A young man wearing dark sun glasses out walking I did see
On such an overcast day sunglasses did seem out of place
If you cannot see a person's eyes you cannot memorize their face.
He may have eyes sensitive to light and have to wear dark glasses every day
But when I said hello to him he had nothing to say
If you cannot see a person's eyes to you that person a stranger remain
And I would not recognize his face were I to see him again.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Speaks!
clouds speak...
with ancient cathedral voices,
but only to those who listen!
babies speak...
with first cry at light,
only mothers' ears hear!
bombs speak...
but never of freedom,
oppression's lies, loud and brash!
hunger speaks...
distinct human faces,
lost to the indifferent roar!
lonliness speaks...
lost in self losing color,
black and white emptiness!
God speaks...
but no one listens;
lost in those clouds,
slowly drifting away!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Tainted Water!
snowfall...
words spoken without talking.
history written on drawn faces.
eyes that speak the language
of hunger, ears that feel,
feet that find their way!
we have long been
a people lost in search,
buying religious tokens,
spreading political balm.
we've lost the gift
of understanding silence...
we rattle like bones
in need of flesh!
snowfall...
stillness bridges the moment.
face to face with
light and shadow...
and the forever taste of blood,
blood floating on tainted water!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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To Pay The Cost
shall thy heart then remain infusable?
while spiders count bodies
in spun glistening webs,
on nuclear mornings in astral glory...
as the rogue butterfly fellates,
the flower bloomed out of season...
without need for recitation!
nebulous vultures march in severed cadence,
wearing boots sewn of human flesh...
leaving tiny fractures in the soul of god,
be it history or destiny!
you cry for wars in dread of silence,
justice hangs from sterile trees.
the hungry child's eyes blacken the moon,
gravity devours temporary sanity.
the hammered flute burns tainted lips,
leaving crows to take the spoils.
the lost blown by mongrel winds,
the faceless fill the dark....
the faceless fill the dark!
oh god, let this not be!
take this cup from the table.
blow not your brassy trumpets,
roll back the furious cannons.
i curse this night that never ends...
take these bones strewn by shackled mouths,
build nests for disembodied spirits...
and bury the tears of orris and mold,
in the blackened moss womb of desire.
touch me! i do not quiver!
i wear neither mask nor cloak of guile.
i plow deep and with abandon,
i drink till the cup is spillt!
i dare defy, i dare proclaim,
and identify the heart...
if you must sacrifice to liberate,
what is shall not be lost...
i dare to pay the cost...
do you dare to pay the cost?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Can You Hear Me Lucinda?
I am yelling Lucinda...
Asking you to open up your ears--
For you have been deaf far too long--
For way too many years;
Theres so much that you've missed out on...
With those ears that have been closed...
Can you hear me Lucinda?
All of the rhyme, the reason, the prose? ;
And what of your eyes Lucinda?
How long are you going to just keep looking away?
The truth is staring you in the face, Lucinda...
All of the horrid of yesterday! ;
Is it all just too heart wrenching?
Too much for your broken heart to face?
Can you hear me now Lucinda?
Beyond all of the ruffles, trifles and the frilly lace? ;
Beyond all of their false praise?
Beyond all of your friends who only pretend?
Beyond all of the reality that you face this day?
Beyond all of your real enemies eventual end? ;
Can you hear me now, Lucinda?
Are your ears opened up wide?
Are your eyes finally focusing, Lucinda?
There is no reason for you to hide! ;
For it was always them, Lucinda...!
It was always their plans and their schemes...! ! !
Counterfeit souls with greedy greenback goals...! ! !
Who shattered all of your dreams! ;
I know its all too painful...
But face them you must-my dear!
Its time for your eyes to see them and their reality...!
And its time for your ears to fully hear! ;
June 2,2010
The Essence
poem by Theodora Onken
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Our Fear
Our fear
does not wear a night shirt
does not have owl’s eyes
does not lift a casket lid
does not extinguish a candle
does not have a dead man’s face either
our fear
is a scrap of paper
found in a pocket
‘warn Wójcik
the place on Dluga Street is hot’
our fear
does not rise on the wings of the tempest
does not sit on a church tower
it is down-to-earth
it has the shape
of a bundle made in haste
with warm clothing
provisions
and arms
our fear
does not have the face of a dead man
the dead are gentle to us
we carry them on our shoulders
sleep under the same blanket
close their eyes
adjust their lips
pick a dry spot
and bury them
not too deep
not too shallow
poem by Zbigniew Herbert
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Lost..
In this racing world,
I'm lost somewhere,
I want to reach my destiny,
But I don't know how to get there,
I'm wearing a black mask,
But I fear.....I fear,
To become one of those,
Who are dead, though alive,
I fear........I fear to
become one of those,
who wear dark cloaks,
that is why I'm lost...
Lost in the bivouac of life..
poem by Ushna Usman
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You Chose The Cross
'Father, not My will, but Yours', You said
and chose on the cross Your blood to shed.
To bear the pain and wear my shame
even though You were not to blame.
Lash by lash the price You paid
as my sins upon You were laid.
'It is finished', was Your cry
and for my life You chose to die
Waves of mercy flowed from the cross
Your blood was poured, my soul to wash
Gone as far as the East is from the West
My sins are forgiven and I am so blessed.
Because of You, Lord Jesus I go free
Because You died for me at Calvary
Because You hung there in my stead
Because Your precious blood was shed
Haiti
Can we learn any lesson from Haiti?
Is it Almighty’s curse or pity?
Are we prepared to pay heavy price?
Will we not change and be very nice/
How many 9/11 or Haiti will take place/
Seems nature is in fury and in race
To wipe out complete out look or face
Not a single thread will be left to trace
We are digging our own grave
No solutions but putting front brave
Inviting troubles for unnatural acts
These are known and emerging facts
Earth is deprived of gases and becoming hollow
Creating vacuum which does not allow
Earth to retain its original solid structure
Burdening self with deep holes and fracture
Gas emission is alarmingly exceeding
Sky is loosing layer from shielding
Rivers are inspire and not receding
Air is polluted and diseases spreading
Many islands may disappear in times to come
Rise of sea level is matter of concern and not welcome
Pretty small things drive the population to starvation
It is not far that we may face soon complete annihilation
Palaces and buildings will come down like pack of cards
No warning signal or timely help can come forward
It will be over in no time or in split of seconds
We may rush for help but only to witness the wounds
Thousands have lost the lives and perished
Life is at stand still and almost finished
Chances for survival are simply diminished
Nature’s second onslaught may be accomplished
Are we to live under pressure and constant fear?
Consequences of cruel nature and burnt to bear
Eyes filled with agony and tears
No hope for future and deserted faces to wear
It is humanity call to rush to their aid
No lip words or hollow gestures to be paid
Show of solidarity and sympathy words to be said
Respect to dead and proper wreath to be laid
We can mourn the death and express sorrow
Build the foundation for better tomorrow
All sources to be used even if to borrow
Precautions and measures strictly to follow
Tragedies and incidences may soon be forgotten
We may run the show on same pattern
Nothing to learn from our past mistakes
Depleting complete sources as water from lakes
We must think seriously end playing with nature
We got to take steps to protect our bright future
Future generation may not pardon us for our crime
What are we going to give them for their time?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Two bright eyes
Bare eyes shine in night,
look so powerful and bright
Keep staring but not made known,
Seem they are made for my own
Say not words but also not hide,
just smile broad with eyes wide,
convey deep feelings with no regret,
bright and shining eyes speak not yet,
why close eyes alone?
and face not covered,
So eyes when shut,
face may reveal,
You close the eyes,
life come to an end,
glitter and shine,
smile peters out,
find me so close even not near,
distance more but mind fear,
eyes shut but separation bear,
Near to come is idea to cheer,
You may say you are around, ,
even go round but not found
with steps so gentle on ground,
little it heard with no sound,
Oh, two eyes,
just face unveil,
lower it down to neck,
Find me there just to check,
Eyes may shine,
face may reveal,
wounds may heal,
love may look real,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Too Late To Believe
rain, fire, and smoldering ashes...
truth demands the air it breathes.
every step a choice,
nothing to go back to...
we stand on the brink,
a people without a land.
you and i no different,
even the taste much the same.
the leaves on the tree have fallen.
paying the cost of the lash,
the wheels mired in mud.
even our prayers cant lie anymore...
America, America,
do you recognize your face?
your children weep,
your father's graves long lost.
only the back, the hands,
and the hearts remain...
is it really too late to believe?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Truth
They fall through time as a leaf from a tree
Trees so green
Green as life, green as death, as the souls
Souls that are lost, lost forever
Forever in time forever in truth
Truth that shall not be spoken
Spoken by only those who know the truth
Truth that only they know, only they see
See through their eyes, listen through their ears
Ears that have heard the truth, that hold it in their hands
Hands so cold, so hard from truth from hope
Hope that they have lost
Lost as a shell in the sea, the sea of truth
Truth that flows in all of us, everyone
everyone who stands in the shower of faith
Faith that some have lost, some gain
Gain all the truth, hope, faith, love
Love that haunts, love that stays
Stays with us all, stays in our souls
Souls we shall loose, in the battle of time
Time that haunts us all
All who feel
Feel the pain, all who know
Know the truth
(just fel tlike trying a format that my friend said I should try. It has what ever word that a line ends with the next line starts with the same word. EX. you sit in the fire
Fure of truth so I dicided I would try it. hope you like)
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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The Children
Be not afraid at all, be not afraid to know
And ride the wings of change, to a better time
Come take the hand of hope, and learn the ways of man
For youre the path that leads to the other side
The skin upon our faces has melt the ice of ages
Now our destiny is yours
Chorus:
Children lift up your eyes to the heavens
Send your vision out beyond
Children take up the torch and we will follow
Youre the light of the world
Hear echoes in the dark from voices of the heart
You teach the song of life we take for granted
Weve given you the key, so youll unlock the door
Were looking through your eyes to another day
You bring a change of season, something to believe in
Now our destiny is yours
Children lift up your eyes to the heavens
Send your vision out beyond
Children take up the torch and we will follow
Bring some light into this world
Be not afraid at all, be not afraid to show
Your voices will be heard, wish I learned
We shelter from the storm, we cant make it on our own
So lift our spirit to the other side
Children lead us away from the sorrow
Youre the arrows from the bow
Another kingdom awaits your arrival
Giving freedom to the soul
Let the children follow, let the children see
All the children walk to the other side
Let the children follow, let the children see
All the children walk to the other side
Let the children follow, let the children see
All the children walk to the other side
Let the children follow, let the children see
All the children walk to the other side
Let the children follow, let the children see
song performed by by Starship
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Power
Sometimes a smile can deceive the one who has made you promise
Suddenly you can't believe, the truth only leaves you cold
Sometimes the answers you fear are there on the face in the mirror
Something the world needs to hear but no one is even listening
Power It takes Power Power It takes Power
To back up the things you say
Power It takes Power Power It takes Power
To cut through the chains Breakaway
Fortune can wear a disguise Pride is a grand illusion
And when it's your name up in lights fate proves this one conclusion
Sometimes the answers you fear are there on the face in the mirror
Something the world needs to hear the truth only leaves you cold
Power It takes Power Power It takes Power
To back up the things you say
Power It takes Power Power It takes Power
To cut through the chains Breakaway
Power It takes Power Power It takes Power
To fight back and not be afraid
Power It takes Power Power It takes Power
To cut through the chains Breakaway
All that you see someday will be
Lost in the shadows of time
Mountains must fall someday this all
Will be darkness where light used to shine
song performed by by Kansas
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The Image of a Friend
As I look through the window of friendship,
I see in the gentle wind,
The whispered breeze of an angel,
It is in the image of 'friend'.
This friend has a heart of compassion,
Caring that comes without end,
The giving of love to others,
Characterizes my dear friend.
This friend has hands that carry,
The load of your burdens with ease,
Hands that will hold others' problems,
Grasping with love, not to cease.
This friend has eyes, understanding,
That see to the heart of a soul,
Eyes that are never condemning,
But rather see new ways to grow.
This friend has ears that listen,
And hear the call of a friend,
Ears that will cherish the moment,
And take the time to lend.
The image of friend described here,
Is the picture I see in my mind,
When I look through the window of life,
Your image is what I find!
poem by Jean Penner
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Owning Up When You've Been Found Out
When I see you tomorrow
I'd like to see your eyes leak
Sorrow,
I'd like to see your face sweat tears.
When I see you tomorrow
I'd like to hear you speak
Less proudly
And try to hide your fears.
Tomorrow,
For the first time in years
People will speak loudly
Of how you had to apologise
And brush the tears
From your eyes
In shame.
They'll understand
Why you tried to bury your head in the sand,
They'll see through your little game
Tomorrow.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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La Sagrada Familia
(lead vocal - john miles)
Who knows where the read may lead us, only a fool would say
Who knows if well meet along the way
Follow the brightest star as far as the brave may dare
What will we find when we get there
La sagrada familia we pray the storm will soon be over
La sagrada familia for the lion and the lamb
Who knows where the winds will blow us, only a fool would say
Who knows if well ever reach the shore
Follow a rising sun with eyes that may only stare
What kind of fire will burn us there? what kind of fire?
Only a fool would say
La sagrada falilia the wind has changed the storm is over
La sagrada familia for the lion and the lamb
La sagrada familia we thank the lord the dangers over
La sagrada familia theres peace throughout the land
Under clear blue skies our voices rise in songs of glory
And for all those years our eyes and ears were filled with tears
Who knows where the world may turn us, only a fool would say
Who knows what the fates may have in store
Follow the light of truth as far as our eyes can see
How should we know where that may be? how should we know?
Then the angry skies, the battle cries, the sounds of glory
And for all those years our eyes and ears were filled with tears
Who knows where the road may lead us, only a fool would say
Who knows whas been lost along the way
Look for the promised land in all of the dreams we share
How will we know when we are there? how will we know?
Only a fool would say
La sagrada falilia the war is won the battles over
La sagrada familia for the lion and the lamb
La sagrada familia we thank the lord the dangers over
La sagrada familia behold the mighty hand
La sagrada familia the night is gone the waitings over
La sagrada familia theres peace throughout the land
Until the next time
Until the next time
La sagrada familia
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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