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When the flaming wagon comes

One night I see a shooting star
in the open twilight of the karoo
that draws a line of light past,
but it comes nearer
and there are flames
around it
while it shines metallic.

My ears almost want to burst
when a squadron of war planes
cut past low over the earth
and with afterburners
climb with power into the air
following the unknown flaming wagon.

Things just past far too quickly
to grab a camera of sell phone
and when the flaming wagon
with speed swerve away
and nothing can keep up with it,
I wonder if it is a secret weapon
or are there somewhere going to be
little green men that land with impudence
and ask for the big leader
or will it be beings
that is just like humans
and wear space suits?

poem by Gert Strydom
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Flaming Star

(words & music by wayne - edwards )
Evry man, has a flaming star
A flaming star, over his shoulder
And when a man, sees his flaming star
He knows his time, his time has come
Flaming star, dont shine on me, flaming star
Flaming star, keep behind me, flaming star
Theres a lot of livin Ive got to do
Give me time to make a few dreams come true
Flaming star
When I ride, I feel that flaming star
That flaming star, over my shoulder
And so I ride, front of that flaming star
Never lookin around, never lookin around
Flaming star, dont shine on me, flaming star
Flaming star, keep behind me, flaming star
Theres a lot of livin Ive got to do
Give me time to make a few dreams come true
Flaming star
One fine day, Ill see that flaming star
That flaming star, over my shoulder
And when I see, that old flaming star
Ill know my time, my time has come
Flaming star, dont shine on me, flaming star
Flaming star, keep behind me, flaming star
Theres a lot of livin Ive got to do
Give me time to make a few dreams come true
Flaming star

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Little America

I cant see myself at thirty, I dont buy a lacquered thirty
Caught like flies, preserved for tomorrows jewelery, again
Lighted in the amber yard, a green shellback, green shellback
Preserved for tomorrows eyes, in tree beer tar-black brer sap,
The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest,
The consul a horse, jefferson I think were lost
Who will tend the farm museums? who will dust todays belongings?
Who will sweep the floors, hedging near the givens?
Rally round your leaders its the mediator season
Diane is on the beach, do you realize the life shes led?
The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest,
The consul a horse, oh man I think were lost
The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest,
A matter of course, jefferson, jeffer
Lighted in the amber yard, a green shellback, green shellback
Sky-lied, sty-tied, nero pie-tied, in tree tar-black brer sap,
Reason has harnessed the tame, a lodging, not stockaders game
Another greenville, another magic mart, jeffer, grab your fiddle,
The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest,
The consul a horse, jefferson I think were lost
The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is the noisiest,
The consul a horse, jefferson I think were lost

song performed by by REM
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The Flaming Sword of Light

My will, not willing to comply
A upcoming storm up to a rise
Silence stands still tonight
The rain will try
Filling the lake full of lies

Yet the water can't quench the flames
For my weapon seeks only the truth
The sword of light
Reaper of all lies
Shall my soul be safe tonight

The sword of light shall keep me awake
Is will take the lies revealing the truth
The flames of it's holy light shall burn away the hate
My sword takes a hypocrite and sends it to Hade's crew

Upon their burning eyes
All I see is regret
The sword reveals all
Concealing my soul, their demons shall fall
The flaming sword of light, protector of all

My defence is my weapon
The flaming sword of light
It will defend me tonight
Keep the parisites of Hade's away
For sleep I shall stay

The internal flame of the sword
Shall burn them away
The light will forever shine
Blinding the demons of the night
The sword of light is mine

Protecting my soul from curruption
The innocence of a child's mind
Will stay protected
From the lies and dispise.
The heaven's light, and the flame from hell
In this sword will stay alive
The flaming sword of life.
Shall it protect me tonight

(12-18-09)

poem by Elisha De La Rosa
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If The Phone Doesnt Ring Its Me

If the phone doesnt ring its me
1985
The time spent writing about the intensity involved in trying to
Keep love together is short; but the endless research can kill you.
There are oceans of feelings between us
Currents that take us and sweep us away
Thats why we seldom have seen us
In the light of a cold hard day
Lots of new friends with the same old answers
Open your eyes
You might see
If our lives were that simple
Wed live in the past
If the phone doesnt ring
Its me
If the phone doesnt ring
Youll know that its me
Ill be out in the eye of the storm
If the phone doesnt ring
You know that Ill be
Where someone can make me feel warm
Its too bad we cant turn
And live in the past
If the phone doesnt ring
Its me
Ive had good days and bad days
And goin half mad days
I try to let go but youre still on my mind
Ive lost all the old ways
Im searchin for new plays
Puttin it all on the line
Lots of new friends with the same old problems
Open your eyes you might see
If our lives were that simple
Wed live in the past
If the phone doesnt ring
Its me
If the phone doesnt ring
Youll know that its me
Ill be out in the eye of the storm
If the phone doesnt ring
You know that Ill be
Where someone can make me feel warm
Its too bad we cant turn
And live in the past
If the phone doesnt ring
Its me
Its me, its me
Its me, its me
Its me, its me
Its me, its me
If it takes all the future
Well live through the past
If the phone doesnt ring
Its me
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Background vocals: glenn frey, timothy b. schmit

song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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The wagon

I pushed a wagon through a muddy road
I pushed and I pulled all for naught
The wagon did not move nor did it stir
Its rear wheels stack in the murky mire
 
I withdraw thinking...
This wagon did not want to see the truth
This is why it will never change course or move
A wagon is a wagon
It trots the roads or be dragged on
It lives its life and endures its truth
It is only me
From whom the truth may hide
This plain truth engraved on a rock
Yet boggles taunts and tantalize in a mock

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poem by Isaac Ziv
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No Future, Too Much Past

When you have no future
You have to live in the past
A member of this human race
Who'll pass the finish line last.

The future, things to come
Nothing much except pain
The past, Times gone by
Nothing at all, just plenty of rain.

So disaster looms on every corner
Just waiting to leap out at you
You could take a different path
But it finds you whatever you do.
So the future and the past Are just one and the same
The first and second halves of a stupid bloody game
Impossible to win, Destined to lose
I should just give in and sink into the ooze.

And the future draws to a close
While the past increases in size
No future, too much past
And more loneliness, sadness and lies.

poem by Mark Hopwood
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Flaming Youth

Whoo yeah
My parents think Im crazy and they hate the things I do
Im stupid and Im lazy, man, if they only knew
How flaming youth will set the world on fire
Flaming youth, our flag is flying higher and higher and higher
My uniform is leather, and my power is my age
Im gettin it together to break out of my cage
cause flaming youth will set the world on fire
Flaming youth will set the world on fire
Flaming youth, our flag is flying higher and higher and higher
Flaming youth will set the world on fire
Flaming youth will set the world on fire
Flaming youth will set the world on fire
Flaming youth will set the world on fire
Flaming youth will set the world on fire
Flaming youth, our flag is flying higher and higher
And higher and higher and higher and higher and higher

song performed by by Kiss
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Together We Will Dream Again

you’re leaving in the land where you've seen the first
light and as you're living in the land which full of
abundance, whisper me dear the failure of your success,
that sublime of my promise of the past, waiting the
glittering darkness to shine in my sight

the day when the star believe the beginning of the night
is the day where, the light comes in its amazing grace
of glooming sky, as it wondered in the sea; wishing to
obey the harboring morning in the sun of the horizon line
beneath the ocean wave of time

rise and stand, dear heart and sings that song, of never
had ever sang, the hand still stand, in every minute of
every strand, waving like a tiny finger catches little drops
of moist in the golden moon, fuming to wait in the
humming wind in the night with fun

hurdle that bits and pieces, loose your grip, the mind can't
understand what the heart resist, the bottom tap is to
sweet like butterfly wish to seat, in the bottom tap, lies a
sipping tips of needle, where everybody always find the
day to find as easy to lie

close your heart and open your soul, a dried up tears in
you’re wonderful sight, will blind your beautiful eye, be
wary of the rain that touches your hair, and suck the
countless cooled day, a wagon await your stay like fancy
in your neck ready to slay, your beautiful morning is out of
your mercy

today is to believe that yesteryears apart is a dream to
fulfill and a moment of the past, welcome to see today as
the beginning of every yesterdays return.........

poem by Antonio Liao
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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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The fighter ace

It’s another thing
to take a jet with flaming afterburners
into the air
and to see the earth,
getting small beneath you -
I am told

At times I think
those fighter pilots,
are a species of their own
of the human race.

It’s a master fighter ace
that takes a slower plane
and shoot three Mig-23’s down
and is able to land,
a Mirage with a shot off tail
on the landing strip.

poem by Gert Strydom
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My Star Shines Bright

No matter how dark things seem around me, my star shines bright…

When there is only Darkness…and no light…

My star shines bright.

When I am out in the night…

My star shines bright.

When there is no sun, moon, or any other star in site.

My star…Shines bright.

Things in my life my not always be fair…

But I have my star and its Sparkling Glare

My Goal is clearly not in sight…

But I can find it, with my star that shines bright.

I can see the light

With my star that shines bright.

My star…

Turns the darkness of the night

Into the sparkling sight

Of the Glimmering Light! !

My star…

Shines bright…

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Say what you mean

Mean what you say

Or don’t say nothing at all! !

poem by Abdul Malik Habibalah Wajid Hunter
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Riding To Town

WHEN labor is light and the morning is fair,
I find it a pleasure beyond all compare
To hitch up my nag and go hurrying down
And take Katie May for a ride into town;
For bumpety-bump goes the wagon,
But tra-la-la-la our lay.
There's joy in a song as we rattle along
In the light of the glorious day.
A coach would be fine, but a spring wagon's good;
My jeans are a match for Kate's gingham and hood;
The hills take us up and the vales take us down,
But what matters that? we are tiding to town,
And bumpety-bump goes the wagon,
But tra-la-la-la sing we.
There's never a care may live in the air
That is filled with the breath of our glee.
And after we've started, there's naught can repress
The thrill of our hearts in their wild happiness;
The heavens may smile or the heavens may frown,
And it's all one to us when we're riding to town.
For bumpety-bump goes the wagon,
But tra-la-la-la we shout,
For our hearts they are clear and there's nothing to fear,
And we've never a pain nor a doubt.
The wagon is weak and the roadway is rough,
And tho' it is long it is not long enough,
For mid all my ecstasies this is the crown
To sit beside Katie and ride into town,
When bumpety-bump goes the wagon,
But tra-la-la-la our song;
And if I had my way, I'd be willing to pay
If the road could be made twice as long.

poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Two Edged Sword

Down there past the pearls
Way past molecules
Past genes and planets
Past the ancient tree of the
Knowledge of good and evil
Living worlds of choice
Do you ever get a glimpse?
“When the doors of perception
Are cleansed we shall see things
As they are, Eternal”

Who shall cleanse these doors?
Wise men marvel at a baby king
Flesh and blood cannot enter
Those that try are burned alive
When they are in the desert, don’t go
When they rent their great halls, don’t go
When they try to sell you things, don’t go
Blessed are you meek
Blessed are you that hunger and thirst
After righteousness, you shall be filled

A star in the east shines
His heel was bruised and the battle won
The head of the serpent crushed
The door opened
Were you there when he hung the stars?
The tree of life blossoms
The angels guard the gate
Blue so Holy it sings
White so pure and bright it praises
Eternity is a two-edged sword

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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A Star Speaks

In this universe so vast and wide
why do we humans run and hide
from the fact that there just might be
other beings different than we?
So many stars up in the skies
shining down like so many eyes
look right down and say to you
'There are others out there
that are in my view.'

Do not fear the multitudes of others
that just like you have sisters and brothers.
The day will arrive when all will say
if only you weren't so far away
you could teach us how to live with love
and how not to kill a soul.
We have never learned that here on earth
and still we play that role.

As a star that's shining in the night
I see all that's not in your sight.
I've watched and learned for eons of years
that the humans on earth cry too many tears.
And as I burn up and exist no more
my light still shines on each distant shore.
I wait for all to find each other
and revel in the differences in one another.

And when my light is gone and dies
I'll remember the song of children'; s eyes.
'Twinkle, twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are? '

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Outer Space

we thought we'd caught a shooting star
we was looking deep into to this from a far
only thing we'd caught was a falling star
from speeding at the speed of light thinking
it would work cause we both was big flirts its
not supposed to be about who's wrong or right
staying up late at night having txt message's fight's
now lets hop on the next space ship flight
to grab are shinning star's

I wanted my poetry to have life so I gave it a beat,
I wanted you in my life now your the rhythm of my
thoughts, now my heart is humming a melody

poem by Randy Bullocks
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I Don't Know Where The Past Is Gone

I don’t know where the past is gone
I only know most of my own life is over-
I don’t know where the past has gone
I only know so many people I loved
Are no longer here and will never be here again-
I don’t know where the past has gone
I only know that that chance I had that hope for so many years
Can never be mine in the same way again-
I don’t know where the past has gone
So many moments of beauty and love and opportunity missed and longing unrealized-
I don’t know where the past has gone
And what of it I should miss
And why I should long for it so.
I don’t know where the past has gone
And where my life was lost and why I did not do better in it-
I don’t know where the past has gone
And what will be when for me
Everything is only the Past gone

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Candles

The days of the future stand in front of us
Like a line of candles all alight----
Golden and warm and lively little candles.
The days that are past are left behind,
A mournful row of candles that are out;
The nearer ones are still smoking,
Candles cold, and melted, candles bent.,
I don’t want to see them; their shapes hurt me,
It hurts me to remember the light of them at first.
I look before me at my lighted candles,
I don’t want to turn around and see with horror
How quickly the dark line is lengthening,
How quickly the candles multiply that have been put out.

poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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Come In From The Night

How many times have I seen you running;
Just one step ahead of the past?
So many nights have I seen it coming;
I try to talk to you when you pass.
I dont know who you were before I met you;
You keep your secret safe with a mask.
Its almost as though the truth is out to get you;
Youre just a runaway from the past.
Girl, weve got a love worth keeping.
Maybe theres a way to let it go.
Someday when your demons are sleeping,
Let me know, let me know.
Come out of the darkness, baby,
Come in from the night.
You can let the light
Wash it from your mind.
Open the blinds.
So many times have I seen you crying,
Never knowing what its about.
I do my best, I just keep on trying
To find a way inside to let it out.
Girl, weve got a love worth making.
It would be a shame to close the show.
Now you got a chance worth taking,
Let me know, let me know.
Come out of the darkness, baby,
Come in from the night.
You can let the light
Wash it from your mind.
Come out of the darkness, baby,
Come in from the night.
Open up your life,
Leave the past behind.
Open up the blinds.

song performed by by Chicago
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Ghost

(a. bell / v. clarke)
Go to bed, sleepyhead.
The voice of all got away.
You must be brave, ride the wave,
See the world in a day.
Im sorry, shes a lady,
But a ghost from the past.
Havent seen my honey lately;
Said our love wouldnt last.
Soldier blue, weve come for you.
Half a crown for the chest.
The little bird, she felt your love,
Perhaps us all for the best.
Im sorry, shes a lady,
But ghost from the past.
Havent seen my sugar lately;
Said our love wouldnt last.
Woah!
But a ghost from the past.
Woah!
Hero.
Woah!
Hero.
Go to bed, you sleepyhead.
The voice of all got away.
You must be brave, ride the wave,
Save the world in a day.
No, Im sorry, shes a lady,
But ghost from the past.
Wheres my honey been lately?
Said our love wouldnt last.
Woah!
Hero.
Woah!
Hero.
You can hear the burst. can you feel the air?
Can you see the light? are you everywhere?
Can you really fly? can you feel the air?
Can you see the light? you can be at want.
You can hear the burst. can you feel the air?
Can you see the light? are you everywhere?
Can you really fly? can you feel the air?
Can you see the light? you can be at want.
You can hear the burst. can you feel the air?
Can you see the light? are you everywhere?
Can you really fly? can you feel the air?
Can you see the light? you can be at want.
You can hear the burst. can you feel the air?
Can you see the light? are you everywhere?
Can you really fly? can you feel the air?
Can you see the light? you can be at want.
Can you really fly? can you really fly?
Can you really fly? can you see the light?
A ghost from the past.
Said our love wouldnt last.
A ghost from the past.
Said our love wouldnt last.
A ghost from the past. (can you really fly? )
Said our love wouldnt last.
A ghost from the past. (can you really fly? )
Said our love wouldnt last.
A ghost from the past. (can you really fly? )
Said our love wouldnt last.
A ghost from the past. (can you really fly? )
Said our love wouldnt last. (can you see the light? )

song performed by by Erasure
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A shot rang out like lightning out of a gun

Goodbye to the land where the sun always shine,
to the blue sky that always is bright,
goodbye to the light that comes every day
and hello to that midnight which is cold and dark.

A shot rang out like lightning out of a gun
fading the sun while white vapour rose
out of a shot out armoured car,
I couldn’t close my eyes or look away.

Goodbye to that enemy tank stopped in its tracks
against a bank of earth
while my armoured car’s gun rang out
sending a phosphorus shell with fire from hell.

A rocket flew past with a flaming tail
like a star falling from the sky
before exploding against a tree with a blast

and goodbye to the enemy soldiers who fired it
while we moved past at speed
with a machinegun howling a great cry.

I heard that enemy commander weeping over the radio
while his frequencies were blocked
being in shock
and sounding like the voices of many men

crying in the anguish of death
as if a deadly net had been cast
and I wish that I could understand Spanish
but the noise was ear-splitting

and it was goodbye to tank after tank
and goodbye with blast after blast and going in quick
stopping, firing and running away fast

and every enemy armoured car we found
only got one shot
till the last shell had being fired

and tired we went to fetch some more,
ate in a hurry before being wished good luck
and going back to war.

poem by Gert Strydom
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