There are few things in life
I
There are few things in life
that will equate,
the freedom
that you get on a motorbike.
II
Speed and power is something
that can easily grab you
and maybe you can fetch the same
adrenalin rush
if you parachute
or go down with a bungi rope,
but it’s maybe better to be part
of a iron horse
and alone with your self
and with the wind and the sun
see the road flashing by.
III
Let cars stand in rows
and busses full of unknown people
stop at many places,
while my blue motorbike
passes them
and drive to my destination.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Grey land traveller
One day in summer
when the freeway is open,
I will take the Honda
and turn the accelerator open
until the revolution counter
touches the red.
One day I will see
what my motorbike is able to do
when I drive from here to Cape Town
with all the power that it has
and see how the speed needle
goes past the last mark.
One day I will feel
it roaring under me
and cut lightning fast
past cars, pickups and lorries
and speed will make
that it seems
as if I am coming out of the road itself
and I will be like a spectre.
One day I will really know
how much power my motorbike has
and will be part of the wind,
the sun and freedom
and the road will belong to me
and I to the road.
One day time will stop for me
and I might never reach the Cape
and will drive into the grey land
and maybe you
will read about me in the newspapers
and a motorbike
that lies in pieces for a distance of kilometres.
poem by Gert Strydom
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To have your own wheels
When I was a young man
I drove a blue Suzuki motorbike
and went down Marrion hill
at 180 over a speed trap
and I still remember to this day
how the speed cops cold only show signs at me
while I disappeared away from them.
Its years later and a 900 Honda
roars under me
and it’s wonderful
to feel the power of the iron horse
under me
and the sun and the wind cherishes me,
but to have my own wheels
is the best of all.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Fetching Water
Come on now; let’s go fetch some water
grab a pail in each hand and let’s go.
Down the hill, to the pond in the holler,
then we’ll climb back up the hill with that water!
Everyone today has forgotten
what it’s like to haul water in a pail.
Every house must have a Jacuzzi,
and a big swimming pool, as well.
Come on now; let’s go fetch some water
grab a pail in each hand and let’s go.
Down the hill, to the pond in the holler,
then we’ll climb back up the hill with that water!
And our homes must have a green lawn
to keep it looking really good!
The water we waste on that green grass
could be used by the farmer to grow food.
Come on now; let’s go fetch some water
grab a pail in each hand and let’s go.
Down the hill, to the pond in the holler,
then we’ll climb back up the hill with that water!
Don’t waste all of that precious water.
We have worked too hard to bring it here.
We can’t live without that precious water
let’s be thankful that it is so near.
Come on now; let’s go fetch some water
grab a pail in each hand and let’s go.
Down the hill, to the pond in the holler,
then we’ll climb back up the hill with that water!
Don’t be taking the water from the farmer
without it his crops will never grow.
All of life depends upon the water
Don’t take it for granted anymore.
Come on now; let’s go fetch some water
grab a pail in each hand and let’s go.
Down the hill, to the pond in the holler,
then we’ll climb back up the hill with that water!
poem by Emma Beverage
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Dont Rush The Good Things
(n. gammack)
Producer: carter
Album: private dancer emi centenary edition (96)
B-side of the uk/ger whats love got to do with it single
Bought me a bottle of wine
Im gonna drink it tonight
And you can join me
Its gonna make us feel alright
Dont rush the good things
Dont rush the good things in life
Dont rush the good things
Dont rush the good things in life
Im gonna sip it slowly
Im not gonna rock it back
I am no historier but i
Ive learned from my past what Ive learned
Dont rush the good things
Dont rush the good things in life
Dont rush the good things
Dont rush the good things in life
Its a slow job falling in love
Its a slow job
Falling in love its a slow job
Dont rush good things tonight
You and me baby
No need to rush it tonight
Cause we got all the time in the world
Get it back, get it back
Get it back, get it back
Get it, get it, get it, get it
Dont rush the good things
Dont rush the good things in life
Dont rush the good things
Dont rush the good things in life
song performed by by Tina Turner
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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On the highway
I who have traded
open spaces, fields
and the azure sky
for crowded pavements
and neon lights
find my place
to meet the Lord
on the dangerous road.
I have found the sapphire sky,
the breath of wind,
the white-hot sun
on lanes packed with cars,
busses and trucks
of every shape and size.
Every thing flashes by
as my motorbike catches speed
and accelerates
and men in cars sit irritated
stuck in rows of traffic
and I bob and weave by
while life throbs everywhere
and death grasp at my heels,
l’Envoi
I feel raw power
throbbing below me
and experience the majesty
of wind, sun, sky
and the countryside
that rush by
and life is great
and in silence
I pray to the Creator
and when it rains
it humbles me
and I slow down
and am cold and wet
and know that I am
just mere man.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Joan
Power generation
You live up your life and it feels like fire
Suspended in animation
A trick of the light and it drives you higher
Blind vision blind faith
You really can be sold
If you dare to disagree
Its just not within the scheme of things
To give up your life so easily
Thats not the way youre meant to be
What a waste of time and energy
Its just not within the scheme of things(live your life)
To give up your life so easily, easily(Ill be there)
Psychic celebration
Look up in the stars and see venus rising
Rapture, fascination
You live for the night and your own desire
Blind vision blind faith
You really cant rely
On what they tell you for effect
Its not just within the scheme of things(live your life)
To give up your life so easily
Thats not the way youre meant to be(I do care)
What a waste of time and energy
Its just not within the scheme of things(live your life)
To give up your life so easily
Thats not the way youre meant to be(Ill be there)
What a waste of time and energy, energy
song performed by by Erasure
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Zoom
as the zoom of the universe conquers the
limelight of creation, life becomes the
immanent domain of existence
life has to start with a zoom, and the book
of Genesis reveals the pre- existed power
of Zoom, as a living testimony that mankind
has gone a process of power light of life
when everything goes down, everybody wants
to goes up and when all are getting slow
everyone likes to speed- up, as fast as the
wind blows
life comes in an speed of light, and made of
speed of dust, what great marbels the maker
of Zoom, where mankind wants to start up
with a zoom in their hearts
it is the fullnest of life that the perfect zoom of
power be settled in each lives, where the
perfect fulfillment be seen in our daily life
let it be the jumpstart of every beginning to
use the innate power bestowed in us, and
may this experienced of knowing ourselves
be the perfect Zoom, to zoom others to
face today's adversity
poem by Antonio Liao
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If I'm in danger then it's usually my fault and it's up to me to get myself out of it. I am not in it just to get an adrenalin rush. No way!
The prison of poverty...
Freedom in our land not gives us enough food,
Freedom in our land not has enough work,
Freedom in our land creates the lazy cowards,
Freedom in our land not worth to have power of people,
Believe me that we are free to do anything that could,
Walking through the streets to find out the meaning,
Of acquired freedom that we have to materialize nothing.
What a rush is this, human have no direction to go towards,
What a mad rat race is it, that human take part in it,
What a planner are these people,
who neglect the people in their planning,
What type of freedom is it that put,
minds of people in the prison of poverty?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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What Is Freedom? ...............
freedom.......freedom.........freedom............ ....
it contents variety of fact...............
there's no specific meanings for freedom................
because.............different people with different thoughts.................
some other they'd said...........
freedom is involving they-self to something they've love so much
but some other people thought..........
freedom is run away
from something or someone they've dislike too much
I'd do my own observations............
I'd explore the way of life......
I'd tried so many things in my life............
and you know what...........
I loved when i can reach my goals........
I think this is freedom.................
while you learns the way of life.....
you also can reach your satisfaction in your life..........................
That's the way of freedom........................
poem by Lina Manja257
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21 Things I Want In A Lover
Do you derive joy when someone else succeeds?
Do you not play dirty when engaged in competition?
Do you have a big intellectual capacity but know
That it alone does not equate wisdom?
Do you see everything as an illusion?
But enjoy it even though you are not of it?
Are you both masculine and feminine? politically aware?
And don't believe in capital punishment?
These are 21 things that I want in a lover
Not necessarily needs but qualities that I prefer
Do you derive joy from diving in and seeing that
Loving someone can actually feel like freedom? are you funny?
la self-deprecating? like adventure? and have many formed opinions?
These are 21 things that I want in a lover
Not necessarily needs but qualities that I prefer
I figure I can describe it since I have a choice in the matter
These are 21 things I choose to choose in a lover
I'm in no hurry I could wait forever
I'm in no rush cuz I like being solo
There are no worries and certainly no pressure in the meantime
I'll live like there's no tomorrow
Are you uninhibited in bed? more than three times a week?
Up for being experimental? are you athletic?
Are you thriving in a job that helps your brother? are you not addicted?
...curious and communicative...
song performed by by Alanis Morissette from Under Rug Swept
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Freedom's Theme
What is the theme of freedom?
Life,
Love,
Happiness,
Contentment.
Is this so?
Can freedom be these,
Our best,
The good things in life?
Or is freedom more?
Is freedom the blood with which it is bought?
Is freedom the evils which our men have suffered
To bring it to us?
Freedom's theme,
Sung through the ages,
Is sacrifice,
And pain,
For happiness dearly bought.
Freedom's theme
Is a hymn of praise
To the God who smiled on us,
And gave us America.
Freedom's theme
Is life, earned by death.
It is love, in power,
Spurned by the hate of the centuries.
It is contentment, with the shouts of thanksgiving,
For all God has blessed us with.
Freedom's theme-
Praise, joy, love,
Should be the song on our tongues always:
Thanksgiving to God for this privilege,
Dearly bought.
poem by James Grengs
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In So Little Time I Have For This Art
i always rush
thoughts are rushed
and must be written
at once
not caring what it
is what hurts what
gives joy
what bliss is
what grief
what sorrow is there
the rush
this adrenalin poetry
makes my day
so light
now i can manage
pushing again
the rock
of Sisyphus
when it rolls back
i am ready
to put it back
on top
and when it rolls
back again
i am willing to
lift it up again
you know it
you have it
we have it
we, yes, oui!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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At The Speed Of Life
(jack hues)
A man lives in the city
Surrounded by machines
They take away his pity
And give him what he dreams
A stream of information
On a green letter screen
Makes him feel in touch with the world
And sure of what it means
Chorus:
At the speed of light youre in endless night
At the speed of sound you dont see the ground
And in your sports car with the windows down
And the radio on and you dont stop talking
Thanks, Ill keep walking
Im doing things in my own way
Well Im doing things as I please
And then everything else goes its own way
At the speed of life
A man lives in the city
Distracted by the news
From sitting down with the ones he loves
Or taking time to choose
And what of conversation?
And what is left when he dies?
Is there a diary of an honest man
To stand against the lies?
Repeat chorus
Im doing things for their own sake
A picture on a screen wont do
I need to feel and touch it too
Do what I feel
Im doing things for their own sake
I gotta find that essential, deep emotion
Get unhooked from this low commotion
And do what I feel
Im doing things in my own way
Im doing things in my own way
Well Im doing things as I please
And then everything else goes its own way
At the speed of life
This is the speed of life
song performed by by Wang Chung
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Freedom Fighter
You cant control me tell me what to do
Chained in mediocrity so I can be like you
I am not a statue not part of a machine
Im sick and tired of the whole routine
Calculate your future, computerise your past
Instant replay if its gone too fast
Take away my freedom, take away my home
Im only human but it might now show
Im not made of stone
Im a freedom fighter I got something to say
Im a freedom fighter get out of my way
Hide behind your politics, hide behind your rules
Tell me Im a man but you treat me like a fool
Its the same old story with a different name
You give us all a number and nothing changes
Out in the winter of a world upon its knees
Everyone is watching but no one sees
You cant take my freedom you know it is my right
If you try and stop me Im gonna fight
With all of my might
Im a freedom fighter and Im taking command
Im a freedom fighter and Im making a stand
Fighting for breath as the world gathers speed
Times running out for the things that I need
Im a freedom fighter I gotta take a stand
Im a freedom fighter, yeah thats what I am
Im a freedom fighter I cant take it no more
Im a freedom fighter no no more
Im a freedom fighter but Im not afraid
Im a freedom fighter get out of my way.
song performed by by Rainbow
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That's what I always enjoyed about acting, the real adrenalin rush. My heart - still before I go on stage - crashing out of my chest. That's thrilling to me.
quote by Billy Crudup
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There is something special about the sun
At six o’clock the sun blinded me
in Soutpansberg avenue
and I opened the helmet’s visor
to find a way to see.
Still it’s great to ride
in the early morning with the motorbike
and to see something of the greatness
of God’s creation.
There’s something special about the sun
in a blue sky,
if it hangs like a red ball,
or even if it blinding catches your eyes.
The fresh wind that cut past
and at times pulls
as if it wants to touch you
and the cars and busses
that still has their lights on,
brings another atmosphere
to a morning ride.
The motorbike that feels
as if it’s alive under you
and shake and trembles
with bumps in the road
and the raw power,
that lies in your hand in a throttle
brings a sensation
of the wonder of existing
and to life on this planet.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Rain drive
I see a big storm
hanging dark against the sky
and lightning bolts,
that hit smashing to the ground.
There are big drops
that hit whipping down
and the black road
wet and somewhat slippery.
There’s no way
to ride away from the storm
and the traffic
stand still in front of me,
but with a motorbike
you can cut past cars.
It’s as if clouds of steam
rise out of the hot tar road,
but the screen
of the helmet
is covered by the rain
that I have difficulty seeing
to were to go
and which cars are moving or standing.
With Soutpansberg avenue that lies open before me
I open the throttle
and there’s wind, rain
and thunders that fall flashing blue
around me
and resound somewhere behind the motorbike
and the rain on my hands
hits like hail.
.
The leather jacket keeps the top of my body dry and warm,
but the bottom
is soaked and wet
and I feel the coldness
rising from below.
There’s busses coming from the front
that throws water whipping
as far as they go
and somewhere in the left lane,
there’s cars stopping for a pothole
and my motorbike catches speed
past in the right lane.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Do It For The Rush
Hey
Crawl out of that box now
Come on don't stop
Climb a little higher till you hear the limb pop
Grab onto that knife with the palm of your hand
And when you hear the brakes squeal
Don't jerk just stand
Yeah yeah
Don't be a hero
Don't do it to be tough
Throw back your head
Do it for the rush baby
Do it for the rush now
Hey come on come on rush baby
Do it for the rush now
Stand in the rain
Cause lightning always strikes twice
Walk in the dark
And lay your skin on the ice
Do what they do
song performed by by Melissa Etheridge
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The sidecar ride
The tyres kiss the tarmac
Pushing us forward
Past the trees and bushes
Past the men and women
Steal into a life
A man cleans his roof
Children go to Sunday prayers
All watching as we rush by
Be amazed as I go by
Something new, different
A motorbike but more
It's little baby setlles beside it
poem by Mariam de Haan
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