Vultures
In a big group dots appear out of the naught
where they turn round and round in the blue
with wings here and there flashing blade bright;
they decent dangerous, explicit,
like dirty washing rags fluttering and screeching
giving each other dirty looks, inciting the whole time,
they hang in the tops of green thorn trees,
with naked heads and necks stretched out,
with yellow-gold eyes spread open while they are spying,
before they flutter to the ground, not scared anymore
hobbling along, ripping a carcass apart,
screeching when hyenas want to offer resistance
they threaten with grotesque wings, claws clapping
milling angry around hyenas that tread around scared.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Duval's Birds
The parrot, screeching, flew out into the darkness,
Circled three times above the upturned faces
With a great whir of brilliant outspread wings,
And then returned to stagger on her finger.
She bowed and smiled, eliciting applause. . .
The property man hated her dirty birds.
But it had taken years—yes, years—to train them,
To shoulder flags, strike bells by tweaking strings,
Or climb sedately little flights of stairs.
When they were stubborn, she tapped them with a wand,
And her eyes glittered a little under the eyebrows.
The red one flapped and flapped on a swinging wire;
The little white ones winked round yellow eyes.
poem by Conrad Potter Aiken
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Round And Round And Round
round and round and round and round and round we go
trying so hard to get a hold of everyone here
we've got to show how much we love them all
we squeak with idiot fake surprise
flap our hands and flutter our eyes
and lap up all their stupid lies
we've got to love them all
and I really don't know why we do it like this
imitation smiles and how 'it's wonderful to be her
i'm really not sure what we're so scared we'll mis
so round and round and round and round and round we go
hanging on every shape they throw
it's strange the way we can't say no
until we love them all...
so we laugh at every stupid joke
and smoke and choke and point and poke
and gag on countless lines...
how much we love them all!
and I really don't know why we do it like this
imitation smiles and how 'it's wonderful to be her
i'm really not sure what we're so scared we'll mis
maybe it's the sex with the drugs and the fools
or maybe it's the promise of belief?
maybe it's the pleasure and the pain of the cruel
or maybe it's the promise of relief?
and I know that we've said it so many times
'once more and never again'
but however many times that we've said it before
once more is never the end...
song performed by by Cure
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Round & Round & Round
Round and round and round and round and round we go
Trying so hard to get a hold of everyone here
We've got to show how much we love them all
We squeak with idiot fake surprise
Flap our hands and flutter our eyes
And lap up all their stupid lies
We've got to love them all
And i really don't know why we do it like this
Imitation smiles and how "it's wonderful to be her
I'm really not sure what we're so scared we'll mis
So round and round and round and round and round we go
Hanging on every shape they throw
It's strange the way we can't say no
Until we love them all...
So we laugh at every stupid joke
And smoke and choke and point and poke
And gag on countless lines...
How much we love them all!
And i really don't know why we do it like this
Imitation smiles and how "it's wonderful to be her
I'm really not sure what we're so scared we'll miss
Maybe it's the sex with the drugs and the fools
Or maybe it's the promise of belief?
Maybe it's the pleasure and the pain of the cruel
Or maybe it's the promise of relief?
And i know that we've said it so many times
"once more and never again"
But however many times that we've said it before
Once more is never the end...
song performed by by Cure
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Dirty Eyes
You hypnotize
Honey
Yeah honey
You do it
Woooo, do it good
Do it all right
Every night
When you turn off the light
Its outta sight
(alright)
You hypnotize
Mezmorize
With your dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Your dirty eyes
Breathin
Breathin heavy
Heavy
Heavy breathin
Send shivers down my spine
[make me | and [im|youre]] so glad that youre mine
[when youre so bad and youre
Mine]
Thats what turns me on
All night long
You hypnotize
Mezmorize
With your dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
You got dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
I love your dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Right through me
Your dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
Dirty eyes
song performed by by AC-DC
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Round & Round & Round
Round and round and round and round and round we go
Trying so hard to get a hold of everyone here
Weve got to show how much we love them all
We squeak with idiot fake surprise
Flap our hands and flutter our eyes
And lap up all their stupid lies
Weve got to love them all
And I really dont know why we do it like this
Imitation smiles and how its wonderful to be her
Im really not sure what were so scared well mis
So round and round and round and round and round we go
Hanging on every shape they throw
Its strange the way we cant say no
Until we love them all...
So we laugh at every stupid joke
And smoke and choke and point and poke
And gag on countless lines...
How much we love them all!
And I really dont know why we do it like this
Imitation smiles and how its wonderful to be her
Im really not sure what were so scared well mis
Maybe its the sex with the drugs and the fools
Or maybe its the promise of belief?
Maybe its the pleasure and the pain of the cruel
Or maybe its the promise of relief?
And I know that weve said it so many times
once more and never again
But however many times that weve said it before
Once more is never the end...
song performed by by Cure
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African Vultures
Around and around they move, turning,
as big specks in the bright blue sky
before they suddenly descend one after another
with wild wings cutting as shining blades,
with heads stripped bare and necks stretched out
when they screech and hobble along to rotting meat.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Too Scared To Run
Too scared I could not run
I could not make a sound
Lights were flashing
My whole life passing
My feet were stuck to the ground
Too light to call it night
Too dark to call it day
Too scared to stay and fight
Too scared to run away
So scared I could not move
I could not make a sound
There were people running
People shouting
Flashes all around
Too scared to run
Too scared to run away
Too scared I could not think
My eyes could not scarcely see
My heart was racing
My legs were shaking
They would not carry me
Lights were flashing
My whole life passing
My heart, my heart
My heart was racing
My legs were shaking
Could not see, I could not see
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Too Scared Too Run (live)
Too scared I could not run
I could not make a sound
Lights were flashing
My whole life passing
My feet were stuck to the ground
Too light to call it night
Too dark to call it day
Too scared to stay and fight
Too scared to run away
So scared I could not move
I could not make a sound
There were people running
People shouting
Flashes all around
Too scared to run
Too scared to run away
Too scared I could not think
My eyes could not scarcely see
My heart was racing
My legs were shaking
They would not carry me
Lights were flashing
My whole life passing
My heart, my heart
My heart was racing
My legs were shaking
Could not see, I could not see
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Near Avalon
A ship with shields before the sun,
Six maidens round the mast,
A red-gold crown on every one,
A green gown on the last.
The fluttering green banners there
Are wrought with ladies' heads most fair,
And a portraiture of Guenevere
The middle of each sail doth bear.
A ship with sails before the wind,
And round the helm six knights,
Their heaumes are on, whereby, half blind,
They pass by many sights.
The tatter'd scarlet banners there
Right soon will leave the spear-heads bare.
Those six knights sorrowfully bear
In all their heaumes some yellow hair.
poem by William Morris
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Seagulls [1]
Seagulls are flying from edge tot edge,
their screeching voices call the veldt, the sky the sea
of South Africa stretching east and west
to a carnivorous hunt above the ridges, sea ditches
and small crabs, whose lives are spent in shell crevices, yield
splashing blood, ooze from their guts, their veins with
a little nucleus of skeleton. It was when I walked
facing the sea at its east end with a kind of dredge
of sprinkling sand, strolled through the lathering water
naked legged in the winter water, with a member as bait
under cast moon with rocks itching and scratching my feet
after I saw in my rising eyes the stretches, flattening
of this one land, a country stretching east to west,
(as if no other exists anywhere else)
south to north, wherever I were going
with hillocks, mountains, flashing city lights,
even trees looking somewhat blatantly
as if staring at me with cold winter bitterness.
I know that the sun still turns, until the next day
and the morning will visit as owls or rats to us
in hues of brilliant blue, only in the Cape it will be grey
and I know that day and night the seagulls fly over me
or we or us with wings covering South Africa, the whole
the continent of Africa, even the whole wide world
and their screeching will last until eternity.
[Reference: Owls by Leslie Norris.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Seagulls
Seagulls are flying from edge tot edge,
their screeching voices call the veldt, the sky the sea
of South Africa stretching east and west
to a carnivorous hunt above the ridges, sea ditches
and small crabs, whose lives are spent in shell crevices, yield
splashing blood, ooze from their guts, their veins with
a little nucleus of skeleton. It was when I walked
facing the sea at its east end with a kind of dredge
of sprinkling sand, strolled through the lathering water
naked legged in the winter water, with a member as bait
under cast moon with rocks itching and scratching my feet
after I saw in my rising eyes the stretches, flattening
of this one land, a country stretching east to west,
(as if no other exists anywhere else)
south to north, wherever I were going
with hillocks, mountains, flashing city lights,
even trees looking somewhat blatantly
as if staring at me with cold winter bitterness.
I know that the sun still turns, until the next day
and the morning will visit as owls or rats to us
in hues of brilliant blue, only in the Cape it will be grey
and I know that day and night the seagulls fly over me
or we or us with wings covering South Africa, the whole
the continent of Africa, even the whole wide world
and their screeching will last until eternity.
[Reference: Owls by Leslie Norris.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Dirty White Boy
Hey, baby, if youre feelin down
I know whats good for you all day
Are you worried what your friends see
Will it ruin your reputation lovin me
cause Im a dirty white boy
Yeah a dirty white boy
A dirty white boy
Dont drive no big black car
Dont like no hollywood movie star
You want me to be true to you
You dont give a damn what I do to you
Im just a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Well, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
A dirty white boy
Ive been in trouble since I dont know when
Im in trouble now and I now somehow Ill find trouble again
Im a loner, but Im never alone
Every night I get one step closer to the danger zone
cause Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Cmon, cmon boy
Dirty white boy, white boy
Dirty white boy, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Hey, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy, yeah
song performed by by Foreigner
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Unlimited offer
Unlimited offer.
With broken wings no bird can fly,
enjoy the freedom of the sky
But wings can heal and often do.
This is the hope I offer you.
Like broken hearts can be repaired.
As you will find if you’re not scared
then you will find a love that’s true
This is the hope I offer you.
You have a dream and must believe.
If you persist you will achieve
Discard whatever’s stopping you.
This is the hope I offer you
So grasp this chance and hold on tight
and everything will turn out right.
15-Oct-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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He Will Never Leave Me Alone
Flying higher and higher
Trying to tear down my sails
But let me tell you, you will fail.
With everything I have I'm still holding on
I'm not scared, but I just don't know if I'm that strong.
This is my home
Every night
Every day
So just walk the other way
I will not welcome you in with open arms
Flying higher and higher
Trying to tear down my sails
But let me tell you, you will fail.
With everything I have I'm still holding on
I'm not scared, but I just don't know if I'm that strong.
You have lied to me yet again
I tell you right now, I just don't want hear it anymore
So sick of it, and you.
I will no longer be used.
I don't care what you do.
Flying higher and higher
Trying to tear down my sails
But let me tell you, you will fail.
With everything I have I'm still holding on
I'm not scared, but I just don't know if I'm that strong.
Spread your rumors
Tell them with the thickness of all your fairy tales
My girl friend broke up with me because of them.
So what else can you do man.
Humiliation just goes so far.
Flying higher and higher
Trying to tear down my sails
But let me tell you, you will fail.
With everything I have I'm still holding on
I'm not scared, but I just don't know if I'm that strong.
You dead and gone to me.
All you did out of jealousy.
Why because I don't have to lie to her.
Why because I don't have to cheat.
A breach of integrity
Flying higher and higher
Trying to tear down my sails
But let me tell you, you will fail.
With everything I have I'm still holding on
I'm not scared, but I just don't know if I'm that strong.
A fault not being my own
I claim nothing of it
It's all in your hands now
You wanted it, well I told her everything
Dirty secrets, exposed like another hoe
Flying higher and higher
Trying to tear down my sails
But let me tell you, you will fail.
With everything I have I'm still holding on
I'm not scared, but I just don't know if I'm that strong.
I will have no pity, no mercy
How dare you bring it here.
Like I ever considered you friend
I only came to your defense
Because of an unavoidable pretense
Flying higher and higher
Trying to tear down my sails
But let me tell you, you will fail.
With everything I have I'm still holding on
I'm not scared, but I just don't know if I'm that strong.
Better to learn quick
Cause there will be no extra seconds
I do not shelter your kind
Not after everything that has been said and done
You won, so just leave me alone.
Flying higher and higher
Trying to tear down my sails
But let me tell you, you will fail.
With everything I have I'm still holding on
I'm not scared, but I just don't know if I'm that strong.
God damn't I just can't away from you.
You give chase where ever I go.
What do you have left to prove
It was your choice, you got to choose
And now you blame me
I'm sorry but that just another impossibility
Flying higher and higher
Trying to tear down my sails
But let me tell you, you will fail.
With everything I have I'm still holding on
I'm not scared, but I just don't know if I'm that strong.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Ballad of Another Ophelia
Oh the green glimmer of apples in the orchard,
Lamps in a wash of rain!
Oh the wet walk of my brown hen through the stackyard,
Oh tears on the window pane!
Nothing now will ripen the bright green apples,
Full of disappointment and of rain,
Brackish they will taste, of tears, when the yellow dapples
Of autumn tell the withered tale again.
All round the yard it is cluck, my brown hen,
Cluck, and the rain-wet wings,
Cluck, my marigold bird, and again
Cluck for your yellow darlings.
For the grey rat found the gold thirteen
Huddled away in the dark,
Flutter for a moment, oh the beast is quick and keen,
Extinct one yellow-fluffy spark.
Once I had a lover bright like running water,
Once his face was laughing like the sky;
Open like the sky looking down in all its laughter
On the buttercups, and the buttercups was I.
What, then, is there hidden in the skirts of all the blossom?
What is peeping from your wings, oh mother hen?
’Tis the sun who asks the question, in a lovely haste for wisdom;
What a lovely haste for wisdom is in men!
Yea, but it is cruel when undressed is all the blossom,
And her shift is lying white upon the floor,
That a grey one, like a shadow, like a rat, a thief, a rain-storm,
Creeps upon her then and gathers in his store.
Oh the grey garner that is full of half-grown apples,
Oh the golden sparkles laid extinct!
And oh, behind the cloud-sheaves, like yellow autumn dapples,
Did you see the wicked sun that winked!
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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You”re Still You
The same hair curling on your head
At 49, you look younger,
There are no wrinkles on your forehead
The cheeks still smooth and tight
Your eyes still glow
Like fireflies reflected in the mirror
The moon against the sky
The way you talk defies the years of your absence
The way you look at me
Your way your gaze flies like a butterfly
Hovering back to me like tender hands
Of a woman
Caressing my face
Like golden yellow wing
Fluttering on the petals of a flower
Indeed, you are still you
Loving me
In gentle restraint and
I am deeply saddened
By my own kind of same
Usual indifference
Of the clouds drifting
Without even the thought
Of stopping by the
Peaks of trees
As you open yourself to the sun like
A tight bud opening its petals
Finally exposing its true gentle colors
A flower blooming
To the kindness of sunshine
And the freshness of the air
That this world can offer
I spread my wings like a yellow butterfly
Fluttering away to another garden
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Round and round the London Underground
Round and round the London Underground
Interrupted by the braking screeching sounds
Round and round the circle line
The London underground
With its stops is an elongated list
Drunks battle in tunnels with open fists
Hidden somewhere is a network of CCTV Cameras
Recording your every move from afar
Watch out for the picker-pockets, I insist
They swindle even the most experienced tourist
Inside the trains, shine disoriented faces
Bodies usually squeezed into tight spaces
'Please stand clear of the door'
It is an advice not yet a law
Stations by station, trains pass by
Stuck in a tunnel, let out a sigh
Train timetables from my perception
Is regularity, and a common deception
Round and round the London Underground
Interrupted by the braking screeching sounds
Round and round the circle line
Bored, read the metro
It is free, when displayed on show
For those who know
Where to go
Plan your alternative routes
Prepare for train strikes and disputes
Check out the cancellation signs
May your journey be divine!
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Shes Got Claws
You are distraction
Like pictures on the wall
I dont like eyes
You are attraction
It gets to be routine
Youre up Im down
Shes got claws
But the factory knows
Were dreams in cold storage
We could dance the night away
You say you love me
Maybe you do
A patience I cant steal
I dont believe you
You said straight
Its like giving up hope
Here on the ground
On the floor
Screaming nothing at all
Here on the ground
Like some whore
Looking down on you all
Too much advice. Im not sure.
Laughing hyenas
With pens for charms
Youll just suck in the boys
We have to leave soon
Shut the door
This house is far too cold
Shes got claws
But the factory knows
Were dreams in cold storage
We could dance the night away
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Dirty Dreams
Well, I wake up burnin in a soaking sweat
My pillows are drippin and the sheets are wet
I jump out of bed and I turn on the light
This happens to me every night
Sometimes you turn into a snake with long black hair
Then you turn into an angel, blonde and fair
You can turn yourself blue and I dont care
You can change your look
You can change your race
But its always your touch
And always your face
Chorus
Dirty dreams
How you wanna do me
Dirty dreams
Let me get thru
Dirty dreams
A triple x-rated movie starring me and you
Well, I close my eyes
And you open your lips
Theres a shock from my head to my fingertips
I fall thru a hole cuz I cant get a grip
The room starts to spin and the world starts to turn
My heart catches fire and my bed starts to burn
Dirty dreams
How you wann do me
Dirty dreams
Anything for you, babe
Dirty dreams
Technicolor movie starring me and you
Make my dreams come true
Shake my nights
Rattle my sleep
Roll mye eyes, Im in too deep
Chorus
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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without IT she couldn't fly
She glared at the dark night sky,
Her gentle skin had felt the rain,
She spread her wings, prepared to fly
But crouched down in awful pain.
She jumped into the hell not sky,
Her snow white wings are now black
Whith IT she used to reach so high,
And now for her there's no turning back.
She stood and glared at night sky,
Her dirty clothes are soaking wet,
If only she didn't fly
Her mind of not been now dead.
She took a look apon the sky,
For very last time- spread her wings,
A silver blade had raised up high
LIke lightning it had split her wrists.
The girl collapsed in need of dose,
Without it she couldn't fly
' So why I need to live? ' she froze
A needle had appeared in the sky.
She reached for it, but it's too high,
Her brown eyes- are now blanc,
'COCANE' her mind had begging- wishpered back,
As life had left her in the dark...
poem by Snejana Novosedlova
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