Shouting...
i cannot sleep for this constant shouting...
the shouting of trees, the shouting of alleyways,
the shouting of rats crawling through trash.
the shouting of needles and Family Bibles,
the shouting of flags folded and given.
the shouting of machines, abandoned and morose,
the shouting of fields gone barren.
the shouting of poverty ripping color from being,
the shouting of hunger in faces silent.
the shouting of guns loaded and unloaded,
the shouting of clinics, filled without names.
the shouting of prayers wriiten in pavement,
the shouting of rivers filled with sewage.
the shouting of birth, and the shouting of death...
the shouting of love, distant and forgotten.
the shouting of god, in doubt's innumerable forms.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Is There Anyone Out There?
Staring at the stars at night
it makes you wonder
if this is the only planet with life
in the vastness of space.
You feel like shouting at times.
Is there anyone out there?
People see things in the night sky
that they cannot explain.
Even in the daylight
mysterious objects appear unexplained
and all the time you feel like shouting.
Is there anyone out there?
Years from now when
we might have learned to listen,
we might find someone else
is really out there listening
to us shouting.
Is there anyone out there?
It is quite possible one day
in the truth we might find
that all the time we’ve been shouting
someone else has been out there
shouting back at us too.
Is there anyone out there?
21 February 2011
poem by David Harris
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The Battle Cry of Freedom- Union
Yes, we'll rally round the flag, boys,
We'll rally once again,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom,
We will rally from the hillside,
We'll gather from the plain,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.
CHORUS: The Union forever,
Hurrah! boys, hurrah!
Down with the traitors,
Up with the stars;
While we rally round the flag, boys,
Rally once again,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.
We are springing to the call
Of our brothers gone before,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom;
And we'll fill our vacant ranks with
A million free men more,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.-CHORUS
We will welcome to our numbers
The loyal, true and brave,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom;
And although they may be poor,
Not a man shall be a slave,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.-CHORUS
So we're springing to the call
From the East and from the West,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom;
And we'll hurl the rebel crew
From the land that we love best,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.-CHORUS
poem by George Frederick Root
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Rally round The Flag
(traditional)
Yes, well rally round the flag, boys
Well rally round again
Shouting the battle cry of freedom
We will rally from the hillside
Well gather from the plain
Shouting the battle cry of freedom
The union forever, hurrah boys, hurrah
Down with the traitor, up with the star
While we rally round the flag, boys
Rally once again
Shouting the battle cry of freedom
We will welcome to our numbers
The loyal, true and brave
Shouting the battle cry of freedom
And although he may be poor
Not a man shall be a slave
Shouting the battle cry of freedom
So were springing to the call
From the east and from the west
Shouting the battle cry of freedom
And well prove a loyal crew
To the land we love the best
Shouting the battle cry of freedom
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Foul Mouths Shouting
This magic we hold...
Comes from deep 'withinside' of us.
The moment our hearts began to beat...
That magic of life,
Began
To sweep us up in its wonder....to keep,
In wonder.
And so ungrateful we become,
Soon after that's done.
With a so too often shown...
Disrespect to be allowed.
And foul mouths shouting...
In someone's house.
And so ungrateful we become,
And soon after that's done.
Foul mouths shouting...
In someone's house
To cuss it!
For what it is,
And what it is not!
Soiled from the beginning.
And spoiled to aggrevate and annoy!
A lot!
Until there is conflict.
And it does come.
And so ungrateful we become,
And soon after that's done.
Foul mouths shouting...
In someone's house
And we re-act the way we've been taught,
To defend ourselves.
From those 'bad guys'.
With their differences...
Few make attempts to hide.
Foul mouths shouting...
In someone's house rise.
And we spy on 'them'...
To undercover their weak spots!
Making it easier to do them in.
To cuss it!
For what it is,
And what it is not!
Soiled from the beginning.
And spoiled to aggrevate and annoy!
A lot.
Until there is conflict.
And it does start!
And so ungrateful we become,
And soon after that's done.
Foul mouths shouting...
In someone's house
To cuss it!
For what it is,
And what it is not!
Soiled from the beginning.
And spoiled to aggrevate and annoy!
A lot.
Until there is conflict.
And it comes to start again!
Foul mouths shouting...
To cuss it!
For what it is.
Foul mouths shouting...
To cuss it!
For what it is.
Foul mouths shouting...
To cuss it!
For what it is.
To cuss it!
For what it is.
To cuss it!
For what it is.
Cuss it!
For what it is.
To Cuss it!
For what it is.
Cuss it!
Cuss it!
Cuss it!
Cuss it!
Cuss it!
For what it is.
To Cuss it!
For what it is.
Cuss it!
For what it is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Was The First Time When I Shouted At You
i was surprised myself
at what i just did
oh my i feel like a real man
shouting at you
the first time in my life
when i think you never understood me
when i decided to shout the words
the words baffle you
about who i am, and what i am really up to
i like the way things are
now you must listen
otherwise, i will keep on shouting
until i will get
my own meaning.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Angry
What the hell gives the right to tell me what to do with my life?
Especially when you made a mess of every chance you had to success.
Look at you... just look at you.
I said Im angry just looking at you.
Im sick and tired of sitting back listening to all of your clap-trap
If you could get me to take the rap I guarantee
Youd leave me with a backslap.
Push me to the left, push me to the right try to take me out of the way
Ven if you kick me off the edge of the world,
Youre still going to hear me say...
When the hell gives you the right to tell me what to do with my life?
Especially when you made a mess of every chance you have to success.
Look at you. oh look at you.
I said Im angry just looking at you.
Shouting down again mahama. shouting down again.
Shouting down agaun mahama. shouting down again.
I cant begin to tell you all the reasons why youre making me crazy.
Ive got so many answers like youre stupid, like youre crooked, like youre lazy.
Hit me with your left, hit me with your right.
Hit me from the top to the toe.
Even when you chew me up and spit me out,
Im still going to want to know.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Around The World In A Day
Open your heart, open your mind
A train is leaving all day
A wonderful trip through our time
And laughter is all u pay
Around the world in a day
Around the world in a day
Now dig
Loneliness already knows u
There aint no reason 2 stay
Come here and take my hand, Ill show u
I think I know a better way, yall
Around the world in a day
(listen 2 me, babe)
Around the world in a day
(all the babies sing it now)
Ooh-la-la
Ooh-la-la-la-la-la-la
No-sha-sha
No shouting
No shouting
No - no shouting
The little 1 will escort u
2 places within your mind
The former is red, white, and blue
The ladder is purple, come on and climb
Around the world in a day
Around the world in a day
Come on, sing
Around the world in a day
Say papa, I think I wanna dance
(summer she is sweet)
Around the world in a day
Around the world in a day
All the little babies, sing around the world
Around the world in a day
A government of love and music boundless in its unifying power
A nation of alms, the production, sharing ideas, a shower of flowers
song performed by by Prince
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The Darkness Prevents Your Rescue
Can anyone believe,
Truth can float
In oil slickened waters?
Tattered and standing on rafts,
Are those pointing fingers.
Disputing any appearance of truth,
With rations to save them.
Their ship has sunk.
Priorities have been dismissed.
And a voice shouting for anyone to respond...
Goes unheard!
'Please stop your fighting!
We are prepared to help you.
But someone has to tell us,
Where you can be located?
We hear you shouting...
But the darkness prevents your rescue! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No One But You
There's nowhere to wander
where I won't think
about all the loving thoughts I have
that bring me to the brink
of shouting to this world I'm in
how much I'm in love with you.
But then I stop and think
what good will all the shouting do?
The only one that should hear it
should be no one but you.
There's nowhere to wander
where I will never feel
lost within my inner self
that doesn't know how to heal.
All the hurting that's a part of me
is all because of you
Then I stop and really feel
that nothing good can come from this
'cause you'll never know how much I miss
being with you.There is no one but you.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Accolades Dedicated To You
Of course I have noticed,
Those wonderful things you do.
What other purpose would I have,
To be shouting your praises...
From the top of this roof?
To attract attention to myself?
Well...
I hadn't thought of making that an issue.
But then again,
From a distance that does appear to be...
What I am doing, doesn't it?
However...
If you'd like for me to stop,
Shouting out accolades dedicated to you...
I will come down.
'Are you kidding.
Let me go see if I can find that megaphone.
Don't go anywhere,
I am sure it is somewhere inside.
And I was prepared to call the police.
To report someone creating a disturbance.
With a ruining of my peace.
Should I make you a banner,
To hold above your head...
With my name on it? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Matters
May we move in ways known to mankind,
Tender hearts abstain from crying and shouting;
Inside the movie starts, followed by tears
Of shouting and descriptions abound.
Letters of love surround us in disgust,
Lulling the sadness once love has mastered.
One condition is better than a thousand,
That mutter some reply or a hundred statements.
Love is a matter too polite, a wedding of right,
Too many pains have been passed before the hour.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Lion
LION
A MAN WALKED DOWN A LONELY AVENUE AND SUDDENLY HE SAW A LION! HE RAN OFF SHOUTING AT THE TOP OF HIS VOICE! LION! LION! !
AND A MAN SITTING AT A CORNER KIOSK HEARD HIM SHOUTING LION! LION! ! AS HE RAN PAST THE CORNER KIOSK! WHAT A WAY TO CALL TO THY PET! I ALSO HAVE A DOG NAMED TIGER! STATED THE MAN!
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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Timothy
Timothy tries but he cant explain
All of the things that shatter his brain
Comes from the garden shouting and grinning
Hey timothy where do you come from
Only befriended jeremy (mouth? )...
Seems to know what timmys talking about
Comes from the garden shouting and grinning
Hey timothy where do you come from
(instrumental)p>
Does he come from the sky? does he come from the land?
Does he come from the earth? does he come from the sea? timothy?
Hey timothy now where do you come from, where do you come from timothy?
Hey timothy, where do you come from, where do you come from timothy?
(instrumental)
song performed by by Ufo
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Family
My friend
Marrage
Arranged my
Friend mother
Mother...
Lovingely moving
The family
Few months...
After some time
Each everyday;
Cook room
To
Bathroom
Shouting with fighting
My friend not ther....
My friend wife
To my friend mother...
Fighted with simple
Matter's
Shouting and fighting...
Family running only
For my friend silant
And the love
The wife and mother
So family running...
Happy was ache of
The family? ? ?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Against Their Human Rights
How many times have I heard them say
it’s against his human rights
when a killer goes to court?
Hey, but what about the victim
and his or her family.
Don’t they have human rights too?
Is it only the killers who have human rights?
It really makes you wonder.
They commit a crime against
someone innocent in our society.
Then you get some idiot
starts shouting their punishment
is against their human rights.
Now what would happen if that idiot
lost a family member to some killer?
Would they still be shouting
and waving banners about his human rights?
I sincerely doubt it;
they’d probably say like a lot of us
that the killer has no human rights.
They forfeited them the day
they took someone’s life.
We may forgive them
for what they do,
but they must still take the punishment
the Courts of the land hand down.
13 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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Midnight In Philadelphia (acoustic)
I know what its like to hide
Sit in your room and break down and cry
And all I could say was your name
Ive had my share of pain
But I know its made me who I am today
So I live life with no regrets
I live life with no regrets
I know that you are watching me
Somewhere over the moon
Shouting down that you love me
Wondering why I cant hear you
If only for a moment
If only in my mind
I could go back to the beginning
To the place I felt like a child
I can tell you meant well by your eyes
But a fathers intentions can be turned to lies
Nobodys perfect I guess
People will let you down
I followed the leader that fell to the ground
But you never left me alone
You never left me alone
I know that you are watching me
Somewhere over the moon
Shouting down that you love me
Wondering why I cant hear you
If only for a moment
If only in my mind
I could go back to the beginning
To the place I felt like a child
I know that you are watching me
Somewhere over the moon
Shouting down that you love me
Wondering why I cant hear you
If only for a moment
If only in my mind
I could go back to the beginning
To the place I felt like a child
song performed by by Lifehouse
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All Renowned
The rusted pier stands on its flaking frame,
and has withstood the pounding of the sea
for years. So long its been a devotee.
Yet distant music tells of revelry.
in times gone by, when all was fun and fame.
The theatre which once was filled with song,
with comedy and drama at its best.
Now lives no longer with it merry jest,
no cheering, no applause, all laid to rest.
Where once there was a joyful sing-along.
The clowns, the acrobats, magicians too,
would walk the boards and thrill the waiting crowd.
Shouting their jokes and yarns, feeling proud,
the audience applauding, shouting loud.
Many a Star making their first debut.
Those days have vanished now, memories die
somehow then pleasures were joyfully found.
Joys that now seem dull, did then abound,
and like the entertainers, all renowned.
with the pier have all said their goodbye.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Childhood Days
Childhood days! !
Beautiful childhood days.
No hurries, no worries
Like pure delightful bays
We sat with dad
With mom on our side
Playing and shouting
With full our might.
All our wants and all our wishes
May be from toy train to chocolate pieces
Were granted us with some good kisses
all the toys and all the choices
shouting on the top of our voices
The tricky studies with playful schools
Cracking silly jokes like a fool.
Alas! now everything has gone
With nothing so cool..
Burdened with load of task
Bearing our hobbies under work's mask
we lay aside for societies societies cruelty
Someone give us back our childhood days
And freed us from this life's routine maze...
poem by Divya Agarwal
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After The Tears
Do you want a shoulder
I only want to hold you
In your hour of need
I hate to say I told you so
But you should've let him go
It just wasn't meant to be
Let me make your pain a little lighter
I can help you make your world a little brighter
I'll be there when the shouting's over
I'll be here after the tears
You just may need me to hold you
I'll be here after the tears
Just a matter of time now
Till I make you mine now
It could happen any day
Waited patiently
Now it looks like you're gonna be free
The tide is turning my way
I'll see you through all the confussion
I'll be your only true solution
I'll be here when the party's over
I'll be here after the tears
You just may need another lover
I'll be here after the tears
Hold on
Love is not so far away
Can you hear it calling
Be strong
I'll be waiting in the wings
(I'll be here when the shouting's over)
i can make it better
(I'll be here after the tears)
I can make it better
(You just may need me to hold you)
I can make it better
(I'll be here after the tears)
(I can make it better)
I'll be here when the party's over
(I can make it better)
I'll be here after the tears
(I can make it better)
You just may need another lover
(I can make it better)
I'll be here after the tears
(I can make it better)
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Dreams are no escape
He spends his work squabbling, haggling over a rupee
Foul mouths, abuses and all that drains his energy
You couldn’t tell if he is drunk just pretending to be sober
Battling through a rotten life, his ordeal never really over!
But when night comes and the half ball silver glows
Leaving behind the muck, he can stop being morose
He neither reflects on his misery nor feels the need to weep
On a six by six potholed floor, quickly he falls asleep!
Are you not curious to know if dreams visit him then?
With sweet angels with words of love or beautiful women
No curses no shouting men, only friends surrounding him
Hugging him, cheering him, he is a winner in his dream!
Or the same evils haunt him, the ones that storm his day
Mock him, spit on his face, kick him out of their way
He struggles to find his way out, shouting curses in his sleep
There’s no light or end of the tunnel, he doesn’t know to weep!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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