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October 1962

Missiles from hidden silos,
submarines, ships and aircraft
are ready for war
and the super powers of the east
and west is testing each other.

The world is poised
on the brink,
of eternal death and annihilation.

People see the sun
hanging in a blue sky
and wonder if it will be
the last time
that it will rise,
before suns out of man’s hand
bloom with crimson flame
and white mushroom cloud.

poem by Gert Strydom
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West End Girls

(....forever)
Sometimes youre better off dead
Theres gun in your hand and its pointing at your head
You think youre mad, too unstable
Kicking in chairs and knocking down tables
In a restaurant in a west end town
Call the police, theres a madman around
Running down underground to a dive bar
In a west end town
In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
West end girls
Too many shadows, whispering voices
Faces on posters, too many choices
If, when, why, what?
How much have you got?
Have you got it, do you get it, if so, how often?
And which do you choose, a hard or soft option?
(how much do you need? )
In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
West end girls
West end girls
(how much do you need? )
In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
Oooh west end town, a dead end world
East end boys, west end girls
West end girls
Youve got a heart of glass or a heart of stone
Just you wait till I get you home
Weve got no future, weve got no past
Here today, built to last
In every city, in every nation
From lake geneva to the finland station
(how far have you been? )
In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
A west end town, a dead end world
East end boys, west end girls
West end girls
West end girls
West end girls
(how far have you been? )
Girls
East end boys
And west end girls
And west end girls
And west end girls
East end boys
The west end girls
The west end boys
And west end girls
The west end girls
The west end boys
The west end girls

song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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The Blood Of The Poor

I rise early
And see in the east
In the morning
Find you surprisingly
A ball of crimson red
The blood of the poor and destitute
You must have drunk yesterday!
Was it easy, tasty and very cheap?
Or the blood of the rich is not red!

At twilight
In the far west
Again I see you deep red
Surely you have been fed
With the blood of the poor and the destitute
As a tricky delicate delicious food.

Still you are honorable!
Still you are worship able!
In the east
You rise
For the rich
If we put
Our demand
In front of you
Behind the cloud
You start to play hide and seek.

Willingly you have forgotten
Without keeping the promise
Going down to sleep
In the west
Like a thief
And become a perjure
Now it is cent percent sure
No one is in this world for the weak and the poor.

poem by Abdul Wahab
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The Open Road

THE roads of the Sea
Are thronged with merchantmen;
East and West, North and South
They go and come again.

All precious merchandise
They bear in their hold:
Lest the people be starving
In the night and cold.

Now tell me, good merchants,
How this thing can be
That the white ships are thronging
The roads of the sea?

For there's death in the skies
And there's death on the earth;
And men talked of famine
And a frozen hearth.

Yet the ships they go crowding
The roads of the sea;
They bring home their treasures
To you and to me.

O listen, good people,
And hearing, praise God,
That the watch-dogs are keeping
The ships on their road!

They sit watchful and steady
Where the North winds blow;
Sleepless they are keeping
The roads the ships go.

In the day, in the hour,
They will spring--until then,
Their eyes keep the courses
Of the merchantmen.

Forget not, good people,
When ye heap the white board,
When ye draw to the hearth-fire,
To praise the Lord,

That the watch-dogs unsleeping
Keep the roads of the Sea,
Up by the Northern Lights
Where the great ships be.

poem by Katharine Tynan
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So Many Blood-Lakes

We have now won two world-wars, neither of which concerned us, we were
slipped in. We have levelled the powers
Of Europe, that were the powers of the world, into rubble and
dependence. We have won two wars and a third is comming.

This one--will not be so easy. We were at ease while the powers of the
world were split into factions: we've changed that.
We have enjoyed fine dreams; we have dreamed of unifying the world; we
are unifying it--against us.

Two wars, and they breed a third. Now gaurd the beaches, watch the
north, trust not the dawns. Probe every cloud.
Build power. Fortress America may yet for a long time stand, between the
east and the west, like Byzantium.

--As for me: laugh at me. I agree with you. It is a foolish business to
see the future and screech at it.
One should watch and not speak. And patriotism has run the world through
so many blood-lakes: and we always fall in.

poem by Robinson Jeffers
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Super Overdrive

In the devil's playground
With an idol mind
Straight up ready to go,
Announce the time
Does he still have the magic?
Yes he does
He'll be famous,
Just because, just because
You know you're gonna have to turn around
Just because you have to change your mind, sometimes
Yeah you're gonna have to, turn around
Ride my rocket
Round and round and round we go
One time before i die
Round and round and round the world
In super overdrive
See the world through a little hole
See it fly by
Here i am in super overdrive
Super overdrive, super overdrive
I'm sliding on the swings
I'm swinging on the slides
I'm alive
Fuel-injected
Passion-erected
Death-defied
One day its gonna come, boy
Youre gonna pay
That aint today ridin on the Milky Way
On the Milky Way
You know youre gonna have
To turn around
Just because you have to change
Your mind sometimes
Yeah youre gonna have to
Turn around
Bite the bullet
Round and round and round we go
One time before i die
Round and round and round the world
In super overdrive
See the world through a little hole
See it fly by
Here i am in super overdrive
Super overdrive, super overdrive
I said.. 1,2,3,4
Well in the devils playground
With an Idol mind
Straight up, ready to go
Announce the time
Does he still have the magic?
Yes he does
Hell be famous
Just because
Just because
Round and round and round we go
One time before we die
Round and round and
Round the world
In super overdrive
Round and round and round we go
One time before i die
Round and round and round the world
In super overdrive
See the world through a little hole
See it fly by
Here I am in super over
Here I am in super over
Here I am in super overdrive
Super overdrive
Repeat

song performed by by Billy Idol
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Serenity In Murder

Let me take you down without a sound
Dead before you hit the ground
Blood washes my hand can't understand
Sterilizing my pain

Washed away with crimson tide
By my hand I keep testing time
Quench the fire that drives my soul
Soothing me as death takes hold

Peaceful and serene slowly bleeding
Eyes once bright are now fading
Pallid ashen face against my skin
Staring blindly at some place

Washed away by crimson tide
By my hand I keep testing time
Straight flesh lace adorns your neck
Spilling your blood all over my flesh

Quench the fire that drives my soul
Soothing me as death takes hold
Divine godsend enveloping me
Spiritual ecstasy sets me free

song performed by by Slayer from Divine Intervention
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Bow Before My Death

I lie beneath the flame this night,
I bow before my death,
He takes my hand,
And holds me close,
Death embraces me,
He says the time has come,
Beginning now meets end,
He says the fires taken me,
And now it's time to walk,
Walk the path of fates sweet song.

I lie beneath the flame this night,
I bow before my death,
The fires stripped me of my sins,
Humility my pride,
Now death guides me through the dark,
And speaks to me kind words,
'The pain has stopped,
It won't come back,
Your senses now are cleansed,
The soul has been washed clean',
He says the end is pleasure.

I lie beneath the flame this night,
I bow before my death,
Death's a man clothed in blue jeans,
A white shirt stained with blood,
Death holds a knife,
Death slits my throat,
Death is the end of my beginning.

I lie beneath the flame this night.

I bow before my death.

poem by Holly Heron
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Great Leap Forward

I jumped up like Apollo
Crash landed on my feet
The sun shot like a laser through my brain
A little death had woken up
And put a curse on me
But I knew that that I'd be coming back again
Inspiration, across the nation
There's a poverty of expectation
All I got to do was move ahead
It's a blue sky
It's a while cloud
It's a flame
It's a blue sky
White cloud
Burning flame
I shot back to the mirror
There was nothing left to see
But a phantom with his heartbeat deep inside
I could feel the dust of ages
They were blowing back at me
But I knew that I was born to get it right
Everybody take the great leap forward
Everybody knows the mysteries at hand
If you've been praying all those sweet days for this
Don't you know there is a whole different plan
Sometimes I hear the madman calling
He talks about some dark eternal place
I've been waiting all my lifetime for this moment
And now I've got to find some other ways
One touch ignites this eagle
One kiss for heavens view
I need the flame so I can feel alive
You can tell my little brother
No requiem for me
I knew that I was born to make this flight
Inspiration across the nation
There's a poverty of expectation
All I got to do was move ahead

song performed by by Simple Minds
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A Fine Culture

They were indeed simple people
the people of the east
A FINE CULTURE they did have
the people of the east

A FINE CULTURE
the east should have given the rest
when the west brought out the 'machine'
the east brought out the 'human'

Today's world is not lacking in machine
Today's world is lacking in human

Today's east is sending 'productive men' all over
the east should have sent 'human men' all over
How did the east stray?
when did it loose it's way?

The east then found everything in simplicity
simplicity was it's strength and beauty
simplicity gave the east it's integrity
simplicity never ever gave the east an inferiority

Today the east mocks the west
the 'material' wealth of the west..has
put to rest...the
true spirit of the east

We blame it on simplicity
we say we were plundered due to our simplicity
a handed down book on simplicity
only became a liability..we say

What the west had gained
everybody did gain...the 'machine'
what the east had lost
everbody did loose...the 'human'

Today what are we in
an 'un human' man is managing a dangerous dumb 'machine'...and
THAT'S THE DANGER WE ARE IN...without
a fine culture

poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
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Super Powers

Who will be World top Super Power in a decade from now
To Asia's waking giant will all others bow
For like every Human Being every Super Power has it's day
And number 2 takes over when number 1 fades away.

In human history many Super Powers have come and gone
But life in the big World out there it goes on
And too much power always seems to go to the leader's head
In the wake of the struggle for power far too many lay dead.

The Super Powers like the Seasons they come and they go
But of the lessons of history too few wish to know
That those who abuse their power as a Super Power does not stay
For arrogance and power drunkeness there's a price to pay.

So many great Super Powers in the distant past
But like everything in life nothing is meant to last
In Asia a sleeping giant is beginning to wake
A great threat to all as his move to the top he will make.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Life of a Cloud

Warming thermals whisper as they rise,
To tell us they are soon to bring to view
In cooler air aloft before your eyes:
A gentle wisp to counterpoint the blue.

Powder puffs emerge to grant her grace
That further bloom as would for stately tree, and
Yield a sight that calls for our embrace:
Another cloud anew above the lea.

Cruising forth, she yearns for ageless life.
O how her hopes will soon be dashed in vain,
For up there in the cold she courts her strife,
To fade away as drops of closing rain.

Scant and lacy speak her living span,
And fair among us could be brought to mourn,
But she was there to populate her clan:
From fallen tears, new daughters will be born.

A cloudy sky

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Sun Burns East to West

The Sun Burns East to West
(Earth’s Creation to the end of an Ice Age)
© 2008 (Jim Sularz)

Sun’s first rise over life-less skies,
the Earth cools, and the waters pool -
the Sun burns East to West.
And the planet’s broken plates quake and move.

Lightning strikes, the waters stir,
and the bonds of life begin to churn -
the Sun burns East to West.
And the waters swirl in a living urn.

Strange aquatic things, they all evolve,
some spiny finned, start to crawl -
the Sun burns East to West.
And they slowly stretch erect and tall.

Eons past where the cunning reign, a savage place,
with small sized brains -
the Sun burns East to West.
And the dead surrender their twisted remains.

An asteroid streaks from the sky, blocks out the Sun,
cause most to die -
the Sun burns East to West.
And all in a blink of Time’s eye.

Footprints in stone, some on mountainsides,
make it clear that rocks don’t lie -
the Sun burns East to West.
And the Fossils always tell the Time.

Eons past and Eons more, the fittest evolves,
and Man is born -
the Sun burns East to West.
And the early brain, once fast asleep,
begins to dream and mourn.

The first million years, Man lives in fear, learns to hunt,
invents the spear -
the Sun burns East to West.
And migrates to claim the vast frontiers.

Tools from stone and controlled fire, creates language,
that shake Man’s empire -
the Sun burns East to West.
And splash Cave paintings with Human inspire.

Life-times of hunter-gathering,
and story-telling in the dark -
the Sun burns East to West.
And a World spins with a Million hearts.

The Earth starts to warm, the oceans rise,
and the waters shape the lands -
the Sun burns East to West.
And when an Ice Age ends, then comes, the Age of Man.

poem by Jim Sularz
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Great Leap Forwards

I jumped up like apollo
Crash landed on my feet
The sun shot like a laser through my brain
A little death had woken up
And put a curse on me
But I knew that that Id be coming back again
Inspiration, across the nation
Theres a poverty of expectation
All I got to do was move ahead
Its a blue sky
Its a while cloud
Its a flame
Its a blue sky
White cloud
Burning flame
I shot back to the mirror
There was nothing left to see
But a phantom with his heartbeat deep inside
I could feel the dust of ages
They were blowing back at me
But I knew that I was born to get it right
Everybody take the great leap forward
Everybody knows the mysteries at hand
If youve been praying all those sweet days for this
Dont you know there is a whole different plan
Sometimes I hear the madman calling
He talks about some dark eternal place
Ive been waiting all my lifetime for this moment
And now Ive got to find some other ways
One touch ignites this eagle
One kiss for heavens view
I need the flame so I can feel alive
You can tell my little brother
No requiem for me
I knew that I was born to make this flight
Inspiration across the nation
Theres a poverty of expectation
All I got to do was move ahead
Written by : kerr/burchill reproduced without permission

song performed by by Simple Minds
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Alan Watts Blues

Well Im taking some time with my quiet friend
Well Im takin some time on my own.
Well Im makin some plans for my getaway
Therell be blue skies shining up above
When Im cloud hidden
Cloud hidden
Whereabouts unknown
Well Ive got to get out of the rat-race now
Im tired of the ways of mice and men
And the empires all turning into rust again.
Out of everything nothing remains the same
Thats why Im cloud hidden
Cloud hidden
Whereabouts unknown
Bridge
Sittin up on the mountain-top in my solitude
Where the morning fog comes rollin in
Just might do me some good.
Well Im waiting in the clearing with my motor on
Well its time to get back to the town again
Where the air is sweet and fresh in the countryside
Well it wont be long before I get back here again.

song performed by by Van Morrison
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Sunrise, Sunset

O Sun, When you rise,
It’s morning dawn.
When you set,
It’s evening dusk.

O Sun, Seeing your beauty lighting
Shining on landscape from dawn
Shining on seascape from dusk
It comes from dawn to dusk.

O Sun, rise from East
O Sun, set to West
From East to West,
Celestial light comes and go,
Seasons come and go.

Here come four seasons
North to South, East to West
From Spring comes Autumn,
From Summer comes Winter.

O Sun, From rising East
To setting West
O Moon, Come rising East
To setting West

Cycle never end,
It’s endless cycle,
Seeing sunset every dusk,
Seeing sunrise every dawn.

Making us pondering..
Make us wondering
Where, When will be next..
Sunrise, sunset..

poem by Lawrence Hiung
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The Final Painting

The white cloud passed over the land
there is sea always round the land
the sky is blue always above the cloud
the cloud in the blue continues to move
- nothing is limited by the canvas or frame -
the white cloud can be pictured like any
other clouds or like a fist of wool
or a white fur rose
The white cloud passes a shadow across
the landscape and so there is a passing greyness
The grey and the white both envelop
the watcher until he too is drawn into the picture
It is all a journey from a room through a door
down stairs and out into the street
The cloud could possess the house
The watchers have a mutual confidence
with the approaching string of white clouds
It is beyond spoken words what they are
silently mouthing to the sky
There was no mystery in this - only the firm
outline of people in overcoats on a hillside
and the line of clouds above them
The sky is blue The cloud white with touches
of grey - the rest - the landscape below -
can be left to the imagination
The whole painting quietly dissolved itself
into its surrounding clouds

poem by Lee Harwood
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Afgani Chowkar-Karez Collateral Damage

Flashpoint Afghanistan
October 2001 U.S. gunships
machine-gunned cannoned

target remote farming village
Chowkar-Karez collateral
damage killing an estimated

93 civilians over successive days
a Pentagon official was moved
to respond we quote “the people

there are dead because we wanted
them dead”. U.S. Defense Secretary
humanitarian not Donald Rumsfeld

briefly commented “I cannot deal
with that particular village”.
Thus we scan rare cop out guide

on the World’s only Superpower;
to learn the first man to speak out
speaks of other powers, hints hidden

powers, supernatural forces, yes
it is true, there are dark forces
afoot in the world; which do not

want peace, which do not want
order in the Middle East, international
super-national Illuminati agendas.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Alien Romance

Silver lights glow on dark streets
where ghostly shadows loom and voices echo.
Three moons rise across the sky,
they shine on the planet below.

Huge halos glimmer and dim
as tall beings shuffle back and forth,
their pale skin and light fluorescent eyes
luminous and strangely alien.

Now there's a low grumbling
as a Geiki tribe moves underground
to find new homes, new spaces
as two suns slowly rise.

One is in the East, the other in the west
and as the planet revolves
a face peers down from high
out of a crimson spaceship

It is Romeo searching the cosmos
for his Juliet but she's gone shopping
stopping by for a cup of tea,
then off to buy some frocks.

poem by Ruth Walters
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Flouting UN Security Council Resolutions?

Our United Nations
its case mission global
to achieve world peace;

so stock take
how many days
of world peace;

has the United Nations
actually achieved since
end of World War Two?

United Nations
Prestigious World Peace;
batting average?

Answer officially
a total of 26 days
of world peace;

since those mass
annihilation days
back in 1945 wars.

Batting total of 26 days
in ticking war torn 66 years;
wars blaze slays pays.

In realistic some ways
peace days; none always;
some war fought forms

of profit wars,
exist at all times;
in some places.

United Nations
peace mandate
success rating sucks!

Who is responsible?
Responsible for globally
perceived as general

flouting of United Nations
Security Council resolutions?
As our esteemed world’s

solution supposed
pre-eminent
peace-keeping body?

What’s up?
Where is de problem?
Where solutions?

Iraq agreed to UN searches.
Weapons of mass destruction
were US Bush administration;

fabricated sold news wholesale
justification for invading Iraq!
Saddam never possessed WMD’s

in close to huge stockpiles
never found never existed
coalition forces used WMD’s!

A single combat ready
stalking American aircraft
carrier is a supreme fleet

strike mother load
weapons platform
of mass destruction!