Parachute drop
Speed wants to
pen me in to the earth,
but the ballooning material wins.
Dots run around
like ants in a nest,
but it’s enemies
who like hornets
have lancets.
I try to get direction
in the strong wind
and to stay alive
in the hellnest
and to plant
my boots on solid ground.
poem by Gert Strydom
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War Of Man
The little creatures run in from the cold
Back to the nest just like the days of old
There in the safety of a mothers arms
The warmth of ages, far away from harm again.
Ears ringin from the battle fire
The tired warrior aims a little higher
The black falcon or the little sparrow
The healing light or the flash of the barrel.
No one wins
Its a war of man,
No one wins
Its a war of man.
Silver mane flyin in the wind
Down through the planets on the run again
No one knows where theyre runnin to
But every kind is comin two by two.
Out on the delta where the hoofbeats pound
The daddys runnin on the frozen ground
Cant smell the poison as it follows him
Cant see the gas and machines, its a war of man.
No one wins
Its a war of man,
No one wins
Its a war of man.
The windows open and the little girl dreams
The skys her playground as she mounts her steed
Across the heavens to the other side
On wings of magic does the little girl ride.
The baby creatures run in from the cold
Back to the nest just like the days of old
There in the safety of a mothers arms
The warmth of ages, far away from harm again.
No one wins
Its a war of man,
No one wins
Its a war of man,
No one wins.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Im Alive
(myles goodwyn)
Published by goody two tunes, inc. - bmi
I like to rock and I like to roll
I like the blues if its got some soul
I take my lovin any way you can
So if you got the time, honey Im your man
Cause Im alive, Im alive, Im alive
Ive learned to coped with the crap and jive
Remember boy, just to stay alive
Only the strong survive
Only the strong survive, and Im alive, yeah
I got no reasons for slowin down
I like to move, and Im glory bound
The silent runner in the edge of night
So dont you stand in my way, unless you wanna fight
Cause Im alive, Im alive, Im alive
I left my family in 65
And they said boy, just to stay alive, yeah
Remember only the strong survive
Only the strong survive, keep your head up boy, ooh
Im alive (Im alive), Im alive (Im alive)
And I really feel like gettin it on
Im alive (Im alive), Im alive (Im alive)
I said Im ready and Im feelin alright, ooh
And Im gonna find some lovin tonight, some good good love
And Im lookin at you, I know what I wanna do, yeah
Something I can get into
Im alive, Im alive, Im alive
I left my family in 65
And they said boy, just to stay alive, yeah
Remember only the strong survive, they said
Im alive, Im alive, Im alive (Im alive)
I can cope with all that crap and all that jive, baby (Im alive)
Im alive, Im alive, Im alive (Im alive)
And it feels good, yeah
song performed by by April Wine
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The Mind Of A Woman And Three Other Things
The old professor said,
'There are four things which you can`t understand ever,
They are: - the fortune of a man,
The mind of a woman,
The speed of a horse and direction of wind'.
We debated, but realised little.
We were practical and pro-feministic.
The old professor died
Leaving his words ever alive.
Four truths of a life time.
You call a man fortunate- you will see his end,
You bet on a strong horse- a frail one will win,
And you tell a woman, ' I can`t undersand you',
She will just smile at you and
The wind will go astray.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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What do we plant when we plant a tree?
What do we get when we plant the tree?
We plant the ship which will cross the sea;
We plant the pencils to scribble our notes,
We plant the ballots to cast our votes;
We plant the paper in which we read,
The news that o'er wooden poles we speed,
We plant the piles to erect our docks;
We plant the rayon for shirts and socks.
What do we plant when we plant a tree?
We plant the houses for you and me;
We plant the rafters, the shingles, the floors,
We plant the studding, the lath, the doors,
The beams and siding, all the parts that be;
We plant the house when we plant the tree,
We plant the barrel, the box, the crate;
In which to ship all sorts of freight.
What do we plant when we plant a tree?
A thousand things that we daily see,
We plant the spire that out-towers the crag,
We plant the staff for our country's flag;
We plant the shade from the hot sun free,
We plant all these when we plant the tree.
poem by Henry Abbey
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After
After us, what then?
Will the earth go on
and never end?
All that grew under the sun
every last thing, every last one
will change for a while
until we know
the way the earth needs us
to help it grow.
We plant the flowers.
We plant the seed.
So all that live here
will have their need
fulfilled.
We were creators while alive.
Most of us worked from nine to five.
Generations of humans laughed and cried
and watched while one by one we died.
We made the music.
We formed the art
so all that lived here
could keep their heart
fulfilled.
After us, what then?
Will the earth pray
and say Amen
to all who walked upon her ground?
Or bring us back because she found
she loves us.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Stay Mine
(Jean-Paul Maunick / Graham Harvey / Stephen Pert)
There were moments in my past
I couldn't tell right from wrong
Getting lost along the way in places I did not belong
I couldn't see a way to turn myself around
so deep my confusion
Until the day you woke up my senses
showed me happiness was not just an illusion
Since you came into my life
I've been caught in a world of ecstasy
For the first time in all my days
I feel like I'm walking on solid ground
Stay mine, stay mine
Getting by just on my own
Always been my intention
Now sitting here waiting by the phone
I realise how much I needed this emotion
Every time I get the chance I'm gonna let you know
how you complete me
I put away all my defences
all the love I got
I give to you completely
Since you came into my life
I've been caught in a world of ecstasy
For the first time in all my days
I feel like I'm walking on solid ground
Stay mine, stay mine, got to stay mine
Now you've got to know, you're the top of my list
One the one the one the one, my number one
There's no doubt in my mind, baby you're the one
One the one the one the one the one
Since you came into my life
I've been caught in a world of ecstasy
For the first time in all my days
I feel like I'm walking on solid ground
Ever since you came into my life
I've been caught in a world of ecstasy
For the first time in all my days
I feel like I'm walking on solid ground
Stay mine, stay mine, got to stay mine
stay mine, sugar honey baby
One the one the one, my number one
One the one the one the one the one
song performed by by Incognito
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The Traveling Wind
I feel a breeze of wind
It is as soft as a baby
It travels along the land
It comforts the grass that beetles, ants, and grasshoppers make their way through
Ants continue to make their home that is only but dirt to humans
Dirt to ants is a brick to build a home
The breeze of wind continues to travel
The black and orange bird looks for food
It chirps around
It pecks in the grass
The bird finally travels away along with the wind
All is quiet but the crying of the leaves that are sticking out of the ground
Their hands, which are thorns, are reaching out to be comforted
The traveling wind goes and comforts them
Th wind travels elsewhere
poem by Pamela Mote
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Sonnet: From Soldier-ants To God
Who gave the soldier-ants their formic-sting?
So small a brain yet, intellect so vast;
To run in columns, organise and bring,
Their prey piece-meal and larvae very fast.
To choose their sites of nest-building on trees;
To glue the leaves with spider-like resin;
To sentinel their nest in war and peace;
To labor ceaselessly and wars to win.
What wondrous creatures, ants tho’ small can be?
Their industry, man ought to emulate;
In sun and rain and wind, they slog truly;
They stood the test of centuries till date.
How much more splendid Being, God must be?
The universe’s Ruler, Almighty!
8-26-2002
poem by John Celes
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You must kill the hornets to get rid of the nest.
Guardian of freedom
I wake up early in the morning
at times there is laughter, joy, but a lost of a hero has us all mourning
complete my mission, and do what I am told
prepared for anything on any kind of weather, even in the cold
So be proud to be an American, respect our flag and national anthem
boots on the ground is the key to freedom
doing your job with courage, and good character is all you need
I'm strong, tough and trained to destroy my enemies with lighting speed
An American family paid the ultimate sacrafice for freedom today
a worrior has paved the way for your life style so you can work and play
young men and women stand ready to slow down or stop a disaster
we must unite, love all Americans like a family brother and sister
Many times a hero leaves his kids, wife and family behind
to sacrafice self for my family, my country, so there won't be any bind
I am an American Eagle a guardian of America's nest
I am a worrior and I am an American Soldier ready for any test.
I am an Active American Soldier serving my country today.
Written by: SGT Neguse Michael
poem by Michael Neguse
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Hornets
How strangely like a churchyard skull
The thing that's there amongst the leaves!
A Hornets' nest; but stir the branch
And they'll be round your head and ears!
So wary ana so weaponed,
How do they not possess the wold?
Their lives a watch, their act a doom,
Of their own terrors they must die!
Livid, uneyed, articulate,
How like a skull their nest they make!
poem by Padraic Colum
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First Flight
Brand new baby birds in a nest
don't you fall to the ground.
For there are too many predators waiting
and quietly lurking around.
Don't leave your nest 'til you can fly.
Be patient and bide your time.
Then when you feel your wings are strong
then out of your nest you'll climb.
Now see what you were born for.
Flap your wings and soar into the air.
The sky's the limit for such as you.
As for me I can only stare.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Two Little Boots
TWO little boots all rough an' wo',
Two little boots!
Laws, I's kissed 'em times befo',
Dese little boots!
Seems de toes a-peepin' thoo
Dis hyeah hole an' sayin' 'Boo!'
Evah time dey looks at you —
Dese little boots.
Membah de time he put 'em on,
Dese little boots;
Riz an' called fu' 'em by dawn,
Dese little boots;
Den he tromped de livelong day,
Laffin' in his happy way,
Evaht'ing he had to say,
'My little boots!'
Kickin' de san' de whole day long,
Dem little boots;
Good de cobblah made 'em strong,
Dem little boots!
Rocks was fu' dat baby's use,
I'on had to stan' abuse
W'en you tu'ned dese champeens loose
Dese little boots!
Ust to make de ol' cat cry,
Dese little boots;
Den you walked it mighty high,
Proud little boots!
Ahms akimbo, stan'in' wide,
Eyes a-sayin' 'Dis is pride!'
Den de manny-baby stride!
You little boots.
Somehow, you don' seem so gay,
Po' little boots,
Sence yo' ownah went erway,
Po' little boots!
Yo' bright tops don' look so red,
Dese brass tips is dull an' dead;
'Goo'-by,' whut de baby said;
Deah little boots!
Ain't you kin' o' sad yo'se'f,
You little boots?
Dis is all his mammy's lef',
Two little boots.
Sence huh baby gone an' died,
Heav'n itse'f hit seem to hide
Des a little bit inside
Two little boots.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Friend Of Mine
Are you feelin that your on the brink
Of spilling some red in the sink
It wasn't the easiest year
No I don't want you to go
Are the memories too hard to take
Rape is a word with a face
No I don't want you to go
You know I don't want you to go
Friend of mine stay alive
Don't you leave me here
All alone in a world with a chronic tear
I will always be here, I will always be here
I will always be here for you
We walked the promenade in the rain
With velcrow shoes and an ice cream stain
You've the only one who understands
Remember the place that direction you wake
And help save your generation
No I don't want you to go
You know we don't want you to go
Friend of mine stay alive
Don't you leave me here
All alone in a world with a chronic tear
I will always be here, I will always be here
I will always be here for you
Don't look back
The past is just that
We are We are We are We are
Awake
Friend of mine stay alive
Don't you leave me
Friend of mine stay alive
Don't you leave me
I will always be here
I will always be here
Friend of mine stay alive
Don't you leave me here
All alone in a world with a chronic tear
I will always be here, I will always be here
I will always be here for you
song performed by by Eve 6
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Winds of Change Will Blow Some Day
Nothing will stay forev’r the same:
Sky, earth, land, sea, vale, mountain, air;
The honest souls, why should all blame?
Let things happen, why should we care?
The sky will change and come will rain;
The soil with seed will sprout again;
A plant will grow quite speedily;
A mighty tree will stand truly!
With roots so deep, good fruits to reap;
And branches stout and strong will peep; .
And it will live a hundred years,
And lauded be, much more than peers.
And give all shade, yet not be paid;
While birds build nest and gladly rest.
The world will say on its D-Day:
Oh, what a tree and go away!
Yeah, things are done by word of God
In heaven, earth by same one Lord;
The world today though unfair be,
Cannot stay so for long surely.
For, winds of change will blow some day,
And truth will have its final say;
And acknowledge will people all:
’Tis best to heed to Maker’s call.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-8-2001
poem by John Celes
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Boots
INFANTRY COLUMNS
We're foot--slog--slog--slog--sloggin' over Africa --
Foot--foot--foot--foot--sloggin' over Africa --
(Boots--boots--boots--boots--movin' up an' down again!)
There's no discharge in the war!
Seven--six--eleven--five--nine-an'-tw enty mile to-day --
Four--eleven--seventeen--thirty-two the day before --
(Boots--boots--boots--boots--movin' up an' down again!)
There's no discharge in the war!
Don't--don't--don't--don't--look at what's in front of you.
(Boots--boots--boots--boots--movin' up an' down again);
Men--men--men--men--men go mad with watchin' em,
An' there's no discharge in the war!
Try--try--try--try--to think o' something different --
Oh--my--God--keep--me from goin' lunatic!
(Boots--boots--boots--boots--movin' up an' down again!)
There's no discharge in the war!
Count--count--count--count--the bullets in the bandoliers.
If--your--eyes--drop--they will get atop o' you!
(Boots--boots--boots--boots--movin' up an' down again) --
There's no discharge in the war!
We--can--stick--out--'unger, thirst, an' weariness,
But--not--not--not--not the chronic sight of 'em --
Boot--boots--boots--boots--movin' up an' down again,
An' there's no discharge in the war!
'Taint--so--bad--by--day because o' company,
But night--brings--long--strings--o' forty thousand million
Boots--boots--boots--boots--movin' up an' down again.
There's no discharge in the war!
I--'ave--marched--six--weeks in 'Ell an' certify
It--is--not--fire--devils, dark, or anything,
But boots--boots--boots--boots--movin' up an' down again,
An' there's no discharge in the war!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Promise The Earth
(b, r & m gibb)
Its not worth one night on earth
Baby I know, baby I know
I wont know whose lips youre kissing
Baby I know
You dont know what you have done
Baby I know, baby dont go
You dont know what you are missing
Baby and so
Theres not a sacrifice too strong
Ive been alone for far too long
Id be a fool to fail, I follow you
You must believe
Promise the earth
Give her the ocean
A kiss on the wind, goes straight to the heart
Promise the earth
With tears of emotion
If fate is a force that tears you apart
Please believe me, I would sell my soul for you
Its not too late
And we can turn back the time
Baby I know
I lay down with you in dreams
Baby I know, baby dont go
I was driven by this vision
Baby and so
If I could testify to you
Then I could prove my aim is true
If I am guilty or Im innocent
You must believe
Promise the earth
Give her the ocean
A kiss on the wind, goes straight to the heart (baby believe)
Promise the earth
With tears of emotion
If fate is a force that tears you apart
You know Im only human, so what am I supposed to say
course Im gonna miss you, and curse the day you went away
What I would surrender, if I could make you turn around
The world weve got together, forever is on solid ground
Oooh, baby dont go
Baby dont go
Baby dont go
Baby
Youre part of every dream
Before the dawn
You must believe
Promise the earth
Give her the ocean
A kiss on the wind, goes straight to the heart (make her believe)
Promise the earth
With tears of emotion
If fate is a force that tears you apart
Baby believe
Promise the earth
Give her the ocean
A kiss on the wind, goes straight to the heart
Promise the earth
With tears of emotion
If fate is a force that tears you apart
Baby believe
Promise the earth
Promise the earth
Promise the earth
Promise the earth
You better believe
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Higher Ground
My heart has no desire to
Stay where doubts arise
And fears dismay.
Though we must dwell
Where these are bound
I must go on to higher ground.
I want to scale the
Utmost hight and catch
A gleam of glory bright.
For faith has caught
The joyful sound,
The song of life on higher ground.
Lord, lift me up
And let me stand my feet
On heavens stable land.
Oh, greater plane
That I have found.
Oh, plant my feet on higher ground.
Im treading on the
Upward way, new hights
Im gaining every day,
Still praying as Im homeward bound:
Oh, plant my feet on higher ground.
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Fascination
My little brother crouches down, studying the ground, intently.
His porky legs look cute in their long grey socks and he doesn't
seem to notice I am here.
I creep over beside him to see that which holds his attention.
The ground is alive with ants, little tiny creatures moving in never
ending formation.
We both crouch to watch the ants, studying them, enthralled.
Mother is wondering where we are, calling to us.
"We're watching little men marching, " we reply, giggling
She rushes out, hands dripping with soap suds, pinny wet.
"Men! " she says, in a worried tone. "What men? "
"Ant men" we say. "they're playing soldiers".
poem by Ruth Walters
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All Clear
They swarmed the skies like angry hornets,
the war birds in the air above.
There were so many,
at times they blocked out the sun.
Then their parcels of death,
started raining all around,
killing the innocent on the ground.
The earth shook, buildings crumbled,
hysteria filled each breath of air.
Footsteps ran in every direction,
away from the falling terror.
Speech was drowned,
in crashes and crackling flames.
Within in minutes nothing looked the same,
the horizon looked crooked and jagged,
dust and smoke burnt the eyes
of anyone standing near.
Then a blanket of silence fell,
as a solitary siren pierced the air,
with the sound of all clear.
(17 October 2007/My interpretation of what it might have been like during the London Blitz of the 1940’s.)
poem by David Harris
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