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My turn

Since I was born
It is my turn
To mourn.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Turn Turn Turn

To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracings
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time of peace, i swear it's not too late

song performed by by Dolly Parton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Sp00l

Turn another turn...
Turn another turn, sp00l...
I think therefore I am, familiar to most?
How long did we eat the seed planted by our host?
4 billion years between our ears
Still hatred brings us many tears
Still we judge each other...
Why when were only looking for the same high?
Grind time for old misconceptions.
Roll out new scenery as per suggestion.
Wont salute you. wont desert you.
Wont be a prisoner of assumption anymore.
Does language define us? is reality... words?
How far do we appear to be...
Is the measure of... scope. but...
With our junkie soul, we face the need,
Of natures planned dependency.
Dont hold contempt for ecstasy
Just... mourn the dead... on the (national) screen,
Mourn the dead... on the screen, mourn the dead...
On the screen, mourn the dead... while they scream!!!
Grind time for old misconceptions.
Roll out new scenery as per suggestion.
Wont salute you. wont desert you.
Sp00l
Turn another turn!
Turn another turn!
Sp00l
Turn another turn!
Dont need persuading by the status quo.
We can make changes.
If we open up well see... the history they sell us
Holds the structure firm, reinforce the mold.
We need to strip it all away....
And let the sp00l turn, turn,
Another turn,
Another turn.
Watch it turn, watch it turn. what well learn.
Grind time for old misconceptions.
Roll out new scenery as per suggestion.
Wont salute you. wont desert you.
Sp00l
Turn another turn!
Turn another turn!
Sp00l
Turn another turn!
Push away what theyre selling me,
Realize what we need to be.
Focus on a strategy to
Open up our minds and then,
Together... turn another turn.

song performed by by Queensryche
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Turn! Turn! Turn!

Pete seeger
To everything, turn, turn, turn
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of peace, I swear its not too late
Original source
To every thing there is a season, and a time
To every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time
To plant, and a time to pluck up that which is
Planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to
Break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time
To mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to
Gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a
Time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to
Keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to
Keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of
War, and a time of peace.

song performed by by Nina Simone
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Born To Run

I see the light
of a thousand lamps
burning in your eyes
Still I have to turn away
for you to stay alive
'Cause I was born to run
I was born to run
I was born to run
I was born to run run run
Security had a hold on me
I had a thousand friends
But reality wasn't told to me
And I found out in the end
'Cause I was born to run
I was born to run
I was born to run
I was born to run run run

song performed by by Neil Young
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Mourners

Weeping for ones who in darkness lie,
the ones who in distress have sold their helpless souls;
for ones who have been born only to die...
perhaps for ones they never knew at all.
At times in graveyard they bury their thoughts
as though in there the sentiments hide some sacred notes.
At times they and corpses alike must maintain
the silence of the grave...
I wonder what played beneath their heads
that made them scream a hollow cry
or that if ever in their solemn lips
float the shadows of a lie.
No one has been so desperate to cry as they...
finding reasons to fill their eyes with false tears
or making them real as they recall
the pain of all the years.
They mourn for others and sometimes for themselves;
they mourn perhaps for unwanted fears...
condemning, regretting, yet waiting
for the price after the tears.
I thought that life was different for those
who in silence mourn.
But then life's all the same-
for everything that dies has once been born.
Life is never different for them
who mourn in silence,
for everything that started must come to an end.
Just then, life's all the same-
I watched them from a distance,
pretending as they play the game.
Some think of them as crazy,
for some, ordinary fools.
They, are called THE MOURNERS
and I am one of them.

poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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Born Alone

Born alone to die alone
In between family is grown
And so many ties ar borne
Before it is all flown
On wings of death

Born alone to die alone
In between many hats are worn
Some to rejoice some to mourn
Before it is all blown
In winds of death

Born alone to die alone
In between unique spirit is shown
On the streets or on the throne
some to relive some to moan
in arms of death

poem by Mittur Ramprasad
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Never Mourn At My Funeral

Never mourn at my funeral
Because i'm not dead but sleeping
And relaxing on Abraham's bossom
Never mourn at my funeral
You that come in view to mourning
But within you, you're here to mock
Because my poetry has once expose your secret-deeds
Throw my body where you please
Or let it be dismembered
Never mourn at my funeral
You the insect that bites my daffodils
And you who want my fish to swim on a dry earth
Throw me on a stormy sea
Where Jonah fell
But its a glorious shame
I can never sight the river bank of Joppa
Never mourn at my funeral
You that come in my maker's name
Just to bless my end
Go thy way and search for lust souls
Wear them a garment pure as snow
Before they lie low with me
And journey hell eternal
Never mourn at my funeral
But mourn for we're debtors of death

poem by Adesitimi Taiwo
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Born To Be Loved By You

Borne again.
Because have you at just being borne again.
At last I feel that Im alive and more.
This is the moment Ive waited for.
Born to be loved by you.born to be loved by you.
Born to walk with you.born to talk with you.
I was born for you.
Born to be with you, only you.
Born to be loved by you.
Born for you, born for you baby.
Born for you, born for you baby.
Born for you, born to be loved by you
(you and only you) born to be with only you.
I look at you and all at once I know that dreams come true.
For there you are the other part of me.
I have found my destiny.
Born to be loved by you.born to be loved by you.
Right or wrong for you.weak or strong for you.
Faithful or untrue
Born chained forever and far beyond.
Born to be loved by you and only you
No one else will do.
Heart and soul,born to be loved
Born to be loved.born to be loved by you.
(you and only you,born to be with only you)
Born for you.born for you baby.
Born for you.born for you baby.
Born for you, born for you baby..

song performed by by Roy Orbison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Human Tendencıes

We can live as if we believe
We can love as him above
It is because we are born so
We can kill peoples will
We can hate as if no faith
It is because we are born so
We can film peoples theme
We can drain our brothers aim
It is because we are born so
We can turn right with unjust might
We can throw good into a villain hood
It is because we are born so
We can choose or even refuse
We can take the odd or accept God
It is because we are born so
He has give us the will to our choices
And thus all is inherited tendencies

poem by Kemurl Fofanah
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Turn Turn Turn

To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracings
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn

song performed by by Wilson Phillips
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Everything There Is A Season)

To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracings
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn

song performed by by Wilson Phillips
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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All Men Are Free

‘ALL men are free and equal born
Before the Law!’ So runs the worn
And specious, lying, parrot-cry.
All men are free—to starve or sigh;
But few to feed on Egypt’s corn.

There toils the sweated slave, forlorn;
There weeps the babe with hunger torn;
Dear God! Forgive us for the lie—
‘All men are free!’

That man may laugh while this must mourn;
One’s heir to honour, one to scorn—
Were they born free? Were you? Was I?
No! Not when born, but when they die
And of their robes—or rags—are shorn,
All men are free!

poem by Sydney Elliott Napier
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I Was Not When You Were Born, You Were Old When I Was Born

I was not when you were born,
You were old when I was born.
You regret that I was late born,
I regret that you were early born.
I was not when you were born,
You were old when I was born.
I wished to have been born together,
We could enjoy our time together.
You were not when I was born,
I was old when you were born.
I was so far away from you,
You were so distant from me.
You were not when I was born,
I was old when you were born.
I’d become a flower-seeking butterfly,
And sleep on the fragrant grass every night.

poem by by unknown author
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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The Penitent

I mourn with thee and yet rejoice
That thou shouldst sorrow so;
With Angel choirs I join my voice
To bless the sinner's woe.
Though friends and kindred turn away
And laugh thy grief to scorn,
I hear the great Redeemer say
'Blessed are ye that mourn'.

Hold on thy course nor deem it strange
That earthly cords are riven.
Man may lament the wondrous change
But 'There is joy in Heaven'!

poem by Anne Brontë from Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell (1846)
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Turn To Me

Turn to me - when your heart breaks away
Turn to me - don't turn me away
When everything's sad and down
When you're looking for somewhere to run
Why don't you turn to me?
Turn to me
Why don't you turn to me?
Turn to me
Turn to me - when the moon gets to go
Turn to me - when the story's been told
When everything's dim and grey
And you're hitting a rainbow way
Why don't you turn to me?
Turn to me
Why don't you turn to me?
Turn to me
Now that christmas is here
A shadow of fears
And if you want to seek ....
Turn to me and read these lonely lonely eyes
Why don't you?
Why don't you turn to me?
Turn to me!

song performed by by Roxette
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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When You Are Gone

When you are gone I will live on

I will live on

When you are gone

I will not mourn or forget

How love was born

Much stronger still

Though you are gone

You still live on

In birds in clouds

In simple flowers

In bones and flesh

That carry you

Each day, each hour

And this is your power

Though you are gone

Much stronger now

You still live on

In words that echo in the air

In scent of showers

Fallen leaves

In all of these

And feeling sense

You presence, felt in present tense

I will not mourn

Nor wil I grieve

For you live on

Inside of me

yvette m smith sept 08

poem by Yvette Smith
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Turn Me Loose

I was born to run,
I was born to dream,
The craziest boy you ever seen,
I gotta do it my way,
Or no way at all.
And I was here to please,
Im even on knees
Makin love to whoever I please,
I gotta do it my way,
Or no way at all.
And then you came around,
Tried to tie me down,
I was such a clown,
You had to have it your way,
Or no way at all.
Well Ive had all I can take,
I cant take it no more,
Im gonna pack my bags and fly......baby,
Or no way at all.
So why dont you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
Or no way at all.
Why dont you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
I wanna fly.
Im here to please,
Im even on my knees,
Makin love to whoever I please,
I gotta do it my way,
I gotta do it my way,
And when you came around,
You tried to tie me down,
I was such a clown,
You had to have it your way,
Well Im sayin no way,
So why dont you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
Or no way at all.
Why dont you turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
Turn me lose,
I gotta do it my way,
I wanna fly.
Repeat
Turn me lose,
Repeat.

song performed by by Loverboy
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Way Of Life

Birth is to Death
Like East is to West
Pain is to Love
Like Greed is to Wealth

A family mourn
A child is born
The child is taught
This child cannot be Bought

The child grows
His words flow
His eyes wander
As his mind ponders

The teen grows
His legacy grows
His career escalates
His family evacuates

The Man grows
The family, frighten
The noose tightens
A family mourn

poem by Corey Fauchon
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Whew! !

i was told, not to worry

when i was yet a one-celled body
i died, and live again
as another complex organism, a tissue,
a seed, and then i sprout
and turn into a plant and then
i die again
and turn into another more complex body
a butterfly
metamorphosed into a bird
and then i die again
and born into the body of a cow
and then i die again
and born into the body of a man
whew! it is tiresome and
so hard to remember
what i did as a man,
they say i was once a king,
and then
into, a semi-god, and then i die
again and i turn into
a god, and so on and so forth,
with a point,
i should not fear death
because it is taking me into
perfection

a hundred and another hundred years.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Child of Zar'roc

Child of Zar'roc
Born during the storm
Raining down blood
Striving on hate
Drinking the tears
Of those in pain
Poor child
Born of Zar'roc
Sheath your sword
And bow your head
Dont take the path
Thats set before you
Turn dear child turn
Run down the path of good
Hurry child of Zar'roc hurry
For fate may soon come
Crashing down on your world
I pity you child of Zar'roc
Truly I do
To be born in such a life
I truly pity you

poem by Janelle Morehart
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