Life is not
Life is not what you think and it seems
It is not trimmed in rhymes and themes
How can you call it life even when completely ignored?
How a sleep can be called sound when not snored?
You are helpless and powerless as goat
You may travel in it like as if on boat
The powerful wind may pull you towards disaster
You should be able to control it as master
You are completely dead in absence of strong will
Any unwanted thoughts may enter mind and kill
You will live thousand deaths in single life
It is double edged weapon like knife
Self dependence is what you call it is like volcano
All desires under control even if burning like inferno
If you become slave of in your home as helpless and prisoner
You will dig your own grave later or sooner
Mind it and bear in life that no one supports weak
No one prefers and walks along if you succumb and not speak
Everybody may prefer to pray rising sun
You have to care and nurture severe burns
It comes to standstill when not infused
It will stagnate when lesson is refused
It is learning and continuous process
Even if denied completely with access
If you take it as challenge then it is race
If you think it is burden then it is bad phase
If you think it as mystery then it is darkness
No way left to come out of it and to be lost without any trace
It may have same rainbow pattern
All colors signified with “U” turns
Who knows what color may choose or suit?
Nose dive with failures in long pursuit
It makes you to laugh and cry
Still it is adventurous and enterprising to try
It may have dry and spring seasons too
You must seize it with and sail through
You may not avail it next time in future
Everything must be taken care of and secured
Who knows what will be in offing next moment?
You will be left with no time to resent
Have different angle and logical conclusion
Even though it may be full of questions
We are not here to settle the score
But at the same time can not ignore
You are master of your destiny
It requires no explanation or testimony
You make dive and go deep in the bottom
All treasure will be yours and success will be missed seldom
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Get Weak
When Im with you
I shake inside
My hearts all tangled up
My tongue is tied its crazy
Cant walk, cant talk, cant eat, cant sleep
Oh, Im in love, oh Im in deep cuz baby
With a kiss you can strip me defenseless
With a touch I completely lose control
til all thats left of my strength is a memory, wo...
I get weak when I look at you
Weak when we touch
I cant speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak when youre next to me
Weak from this love
I cant speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak
Convincing eyes, persuasive lips
The helpless heart just cant resist their power
You know youve got a hold over me
You know youve got me where I want to be cuz lover
Like a wave you keep pulling me under
How Ill ever get out of this I dont know
I just know theres just no way to fight it, wo...
I get weak when I look at you
Weak when we touch
I cant speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak when youre next to me
Weak from this love
Im in deep when I look in your eyes
I get weak I get weak I get weak
Just a kiss you can strip me defenseless
Just a touch I completely lose control
til all thats left of my strength is a memory, wo...
I get weak when I look at you
Weak when we touch
I cant speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak when youre next to me
Weak from this love
I cant speak when I look in your eyes
I get weak I get weak I get weak
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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With tragic calls
Life does not pass of that easily for all
Someone may find in it with tragic calls
No one wants it to be stormy or full of thorns
It may invade at any time without being warned
We are seized with full of future expectations
It is not only future but other questions too
It may be choosing of life partner
Along with me for passing all tests as beginner
I have dreamed of someone as an ideal man
He will take care of me as I have loved him closely as fan
He is not aware of my deep and internal feelings
I shall jump into foray with full willingness
It is life time dream of an honest upcoming female
She has no other option than to seek alliance with male
If that happens as per the choice and as perfect match
Many eyes may try to have glimpses and catch
It is still a mystery and puzzling question
I don’t want to make any of its mention
I just ask my conscious what type of life I would prefer to lead
I think someone may come forward when he has completely read
I have thought of remaining as far as possible a completely loyal
I may not want wedding to be grand or look absolutely royal
As you have remained central figure throughout at heart
I was careful in not beginning distrustful start
It may not come as total surprise
As there is no fixed cost or prize
I have nothing to demand for any union
It is only race for stable life with good companion
We come across lots of promises when likely to enter
The holy alliance and very much focused at the centre
There won’t be any dearth of sweet words
It will be offered in plenty when looking forward
It is not one time affair so that it may come to standstill
There will be enough of meetings with mock drills
So many queries and enquiries to lead to settlement
Very careful approach with avoidance of unnecessary comments
It is life time dream and one definitely takes wow to honor
It will not be simple matter or can be considered as minor
Any girl or boy may move cautiously with possible avoidance of unpleasant things
No one may be prepared for one in million chances for anything
* Life can not be taken as mock drill for future play even with utmost care*
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Dead End
'I looked above and tried to find'
Those lovely eyes which were so kind
I trusted her and remained completely dependent
She was around me all the time and present
My eyes have become wet and not probing
I feel helpless, tired and only sobbing
I fear about somebody's presence
Hence look down and don't raise the face
The life time bond should not break
It must be drawn long to converse or speak
As one may need another at any time
Couples are destined not to last long sometimes
I knew well how painful it was today?
I cried relentlessly as found no other way
She was proving unbearable with pain
I wept and remembered her again
She is no more with me in this world
I have been left alone to suffer the cold
It is almost dry and sultry surrounding
I control the sentiments but immediately rebounding
I saw her hiding in dark clouds
As she emerged with silver lining to speak loud
I was watching her helplessly
But she was there guiding me readily
'Don't feel sad´ as I am here
To show you the way with light there
You may not miss me for complete time
Shed your sadness and come out of bad time
I just listened to her words with care
They were inspiring me to dare
Not to get frightened with immediate vacuum
It would be better if I regained posture and kept mum
One day it comes in everybody's life time
We are left behind to see the painful time
Even though it is not in our hand
Yet that proves unimaginable dead land
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dive
Please dont be afraid
Believe what you see
Whisper it a hundred times
A lesson soon to be forgotten
If you feel that life has passed you by
(dive) come with me well flow into tomorrow
(dive) we can close our eyes and disappear
(dive) just below the threshold of detection
Is something you cant touch, taste, see or...
Here it is - the great escape
Slip with me into the shadows
What would life be without me ?
Master of your fate between two worlds
Dont you see that time is slipping by ?
(dive) come with me well flow into tomorrow
(dive) we can close our eyes and disappear
(dive) just below the threshold of detection
Is something you cant touch, taste, see or hear
Come to me be my inspiration
Weve got to rise above
Youve got to dive for love
Youve got to dive for love
Come to me and we can touch the sky
(dive) come with me well flow into tomorrow
(dive) we can close our eyes and disappear
(dive) just below the threshold of detection
Is something you cant touch, taste, see or hear
(dive) you know that love all pull you under
(dive) they say the time for miracles is past
(dive) hold my hand and dive into the future
The time for us to rise is here at last
Rise
Dive
song performed by by Heaven 17
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where did I park my car?
1
where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before
had a coffee at the center
caught up with some friends
watched a movie
and bought some stuff for home
and now I can’t find my car
though I’ve searched past 10 minutes
where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before
no, that’s not mine
that’s a Mercedes;
that one’s too shiny;
and maybe it’s this one
- no, mate,
we won’t go any nearer
this car is too clean
mine will look like
it’s not been washed since Noah
where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before
2
well, yes, help me look out...
it’s an old Nissan
blue faded into white;
no, nobody ‘ll steal that
and the only people
who’d give it a second look
will be the traffic police
who’d wave as if to say:
Pull over, Sir;
let’s have a look at
your rego and front tyres
now, where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before
well, damn,
I’m sure it hasn’t moved
it’s not that sort with smart technology
self-park, self-drive or with sensors;
it’s like an old useless dog
completely lost without its master
where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before
now that we’ve looked
about 30 minutes or more
I’m not sure if this is the right level;
Oh, did I stop at Yellow Level
or Blue or Green or Pink?
was it level 1 or 2 or 3 or 9?
it’s completely out of my mind
where did I park my car?
I’m sure I left it here
on this level
just hours before
ah, there it is
that old boneshaker;
thanks mate, for helping me look
You were saying you want a lift –
yes, come - I'll dropp you…no trouble…
yes, it’s just on the way…
Hey…Where you going?
What? Don’t want a lift?
You’d rather walk home?
Hey, what’s wrong with my car?
OK, suit yourself…
at least I found my faithful car…
where did I park my car?
it was Level 5, Yellow Sector
Lot 125
all the while
and that beauty was here each second
an old helpless dog, waiting for its master
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Change
Once there was a man of power
Had no care for human life
Then one day he saw his living lie
Growing all around him
The wheel of change had taken over
Found a love he never knew
Now he teaches children what is true
Gather all around him
What made him choose to turn away
What makes us change our mind
The will to see turns you around
There is no explanation why
There is no rhyme or reason
Just feel the love and youre alive
Running around in your confusion
From the cradle to the grave
Aint got time to see the world go by
Where are you going
Always moving round in circles
Talking words that never end
Standing in the grip of madness
Why oh why
What are you saying
How can we choose to run away
How do we change our mind
See the perception turn around
There is no explanation why
There is no rhyme or reason
Just feel the love and youre alive
Realise this understanding
Move before it gets too late
Take this chance
Or life will pass you by
This is the only way
We must pull ourselves together
Theres so much we must explain
Got to teach the children what is true
There is no other way
Why did we choose to turn away
Why did we change our mind
The will to see turns you around
There is no explanation why
There is no rhyme or reason
Just feel the love and youre alive
The incredible gift of life
Where the fire within burns bright
Every moment we live is true
And the spirit is all in you
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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How Can I Sleep?
How can I sleep when the nights are long,
too long to be in bed?
The pull of the pen is calling me,
too many words in my head.
There's not enough time. Why waste it on sleep?
too many things to write.
I hear the words call out to me
too often in the night.
But what care I about the time?
It's the words I care about.
For the body when tired can always sleep
and my thoughts would probably doubt
my sincerity to this purposeful quest
to connect my mind with the page.
I have dedicated my waking hours
too often as I age.
How can I sleep when the nights are long,
too long to be in bed?
That can be left for a future time
when I've nothing left to be said.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Razel’s Song To Melodie
I will freeze
your feelings one by one,
You will
go completely numb.
I will teach you to ignore,
what all of your feelings are for.
You will not be able to cry at will,
You will be mine to control with this
Little pill.
This pill is a freeze emotion pill
all linked and controlled by me,
Feeling like your helpless and weak,
I will make it hard for you to speak.
Speak your mind and say your thoughts,
'You are mine don’t you know it!
How dare you speak out! ! '
Yes, you were born to be controlled
until 16 years of age,
by then you will be totally Iceranean!
What? How dare you not play
my frozen emotion game!
I’m in control, you stay the same! ”
Copyright 2006 Christina Sunrise
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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She's Gone With The Wind
Will you kill me because I love you to much to ever let go.
A fatal attraction
It's just human interaction
Crushed till complete compaction
A whole heart with subtractions
You define the happiness of my life
A love you till it became an obsession
A life long lesson
Back off I just can't take it any more
I'm completely destroyed
And I control these feelings
Theirs no need to keep score
It's not like I haven't lost before
Will you kill me because I love you to much to ever let go.
A fatal attraction
It's just human interaction
Crushed till complete compaction
A whole heart with subtractions
You define the sadness of my life
A love you with all my passion
A life long lesson
Still I will not give you the satisfaction
Just get away
Let all the memories sail
Let it be a long lost tale
So far nobody I've ever met has even compared to you
Gone with the wind
The person you use to know
He was shot dead
Angry soldier
Raising his flag
Thinking he'd be better off dead
Will you kill me because I love you to much to ever let go
A fatal attraction
It's just human interaction
Crushed till complete compaction
A whole heart with subtractions
You define the happiness of my life
A love you till it became an obsession
A life long lesson
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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A hostile environment
I am surrounded by hostile environment
Always there is emergency and hectic movement
There is fear of loosing the race with worry
I am restless all the time and feel so sorry
As human being I have all weaknesses
I am not blind and Eveready to assess
That provides some insight to react
Balance the situation and timely act
It is very difficult to establish and reign
There may be many obstacles to begin
Though very hard initially, we become akin
The normal tendency returns when you are deep skin
I wish it to hold up till the end
I follow it with continuous trend
There is set way of tackling in different way
It may click in or give the way away
You are easy pry to be swallowed at any moment
First they may make you nervous by adverse comments
If not then discouragement by way of creating hurdles
Lastly enough of rivalry and pinching if not poked by needles
This is experienced in every walk of life
It has been subjected to the edge of knife
Many worst kind of crisis surface and unseat you completely
You may not have little knowledge even lately
Here survives only the strongest
The course is steered by the ablest
The weak has no role to play
It is better they die or keep away
No human values are kept in mind or allowed to grow
There is hostile posture and pathetic unkind show
If you have clear ability to distinguish and disguise
Your ship will sail smoothly and cruise
The fate hangs in balance
What requires most is fine piece of brilliance?
An alert state of mind coupled intelligence
And possibly the skill to use in complete presence
There is no scope for any kind feeling
There systematic way of killing
No rivalry is tolerated or completely removed
The anticipatory tactic is deliberately moved
He surprise move is considered as master art
The constant move makes man perfect and smart
He develops the ability to counter any threat
When time comes to face it eventually meet
The thought pulsation is quick weapon
It helps to guide even when race is won
It requires careful approach for follow up
The gain will be lost otherwise if not summed up
So long we are on face of earth
There will threat of imminent death
If one sits idle for the fear of consequences
The history is witness for such instances
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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If You Have Not Lived
An unfortunate set of events and circumstances.
A tragedy in its truest form.
Memories so cold yet they are still warm.
Some say his death could have been prevented.
But I know not how one could stop the stars from aligning that night.
Digging into the past can be traumatic.
Digging into the past can also be fantastic.
A heart felt thought of who you were back then.
What you did, who you loved.
A fun time that got blurred as you moved on.
We drift from one life to the next.
Sometimes one is more innocent of the mistakes made.
Ignorance is never a valid excuse if abused.
Repetition is the music that continues to beat.
Destiny is an eye opening ride so just take a seat.
Take it all in.
Be completely aware of all our surroundings.
Take part in it.
For we know not how long it will last.
Time leaves the the wind still.
A motionless body of a image that happen so fast.
No control over what we will see when we close our eyes.
To tell ourself otherwise is just another lie.
Putting colors into the skies
We not only must survive, but must put meaning to what we left behind.
What is an explanation without reason?
How many times will we see these changes in the seasons?
We will not know if its of a life not lived.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Razel’s Song To Melodie
I will freeze
your feelings one by one,
You will
go completely numb.
I will teach you to ignore,
what all of your feelings are for.
You will not be able to cry at will,
You will be mine to control with this
Little pill.
This pill is a freeze emotion pill
all linked and controlled by me,
Feeling like your helpless and weak,
I will make it hard for you to speak.
Speak your mind and say your thoughts,
'You are mine don’t you know it!
How dare you speak out! ! '
Yes, you were born to be controlled
until 16 years of age,
by then you will be totally Iceranean!
What? How dare you not play
my frozen emotion game!
I’m in control, you stay the same! ”
Copyright 2006 Christina Sunrise
poem by Christina Sunrise
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My Life - Billy Joel
Vs.1 Got a call from an old friend,
We used to be real close.
Said he couldn't go on the American way.
Closed the shop, sold the house,
Bought a ticket to the West Coast,
Now he gives them a stand-up routine in L.A.
(chorus)
I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright.
I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home.
I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life.
Go ahead with your own life and leave me alone.
Vs.2 I never said you had to offer me a second chance,
I never said I was a victim of circumstance.
I still belong, don't get me wrong.
And you can speak you mind,
But not on my time.
They will tell you you can't sleep alone
In a strange place.
Then they'll tell you you can't sleep
With somebody else.
Ah, but sooner or later you sleep
In your own space.
Either way it's okay,
You wake up with yourself.
(chorus)
I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright.
I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home.
I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life.
Go ahead with your own life and leave me alone.
I never said you had to offer me a second chance.
I never said I was a victim of circumstance.
I still belong, don't get me wrong.
And you can speak you mind,
But not on my time.
I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life.
Go ahead with your own life and leave me alone!
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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You are done
Thoughts are never erratic
Only they can not remain static
They can invade any time of their choice
You catch them by wings and turn into tune or voice
You can not make them stay
More you hold far they go away
Once in mind you are completely gone
Seize them in time and you are done
It makes you absent minded
Loss of concentration and feel offended
Not a word may be liked if spoken loudly
Your curt reply may be counted as spoken proudly
I try to become naughty and make it live
Get no one with me but still prefer long drive
It is just to divert the mind from real worry
Just a precaution not to feel any sorry
The mind can not be left idle
It can not have any position in middle
It has to be either side of thing
You must opt for definite and something
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One day at a time
One day at the time we will finally prevail,
We might hope for the best though the worst come forth, never giveup because that's how this life challenges our objectives.
Never make the life you live this moment an excuse to your failures because struggle isn't a place you been to, you might be born in poverty yet you stand the expedition of the future you lead.
Burden is an illusion we mankind refuse to overcome, most of us are living for the moment,
I guess it's true when they say,
'teeth do not see poverty',
I hope one day we will finally resolute.
It's our duty to surpass the illusion we call an obstacle by having dreams and goals to better our future, because your tomorrow begins with the choice you make today.
One day at a time we will finally prevail,
They say education is the key to success I never deny it though I believe an intellectual mind is the key to your better life, never choose friends who are denigrate but delegate and never become reluctant because if you believe you will become who you intend to be.
poem by Sefofane Shabalala
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The Human Being
A tiny seed is placed in the ground,
It's the start of the miracle of life,
Before very long growth will be found,
Making ready for the stresses and strife.
Throughout the seasons that seed will grow,
Nurture it and a gem will be found,
Treat it with contempt and soon it will show,
There's no goodness inside to be found.
It's an individual with a mind of its own,
Treat it wisely and you can be sure,
When your seed has finally grown,
It's guaranteed to turn out to be pure.
Will it bear fruit well that's up to you,
Have you treated it with love and respect,
Or did you ignore it and cause it ado,
If you did it's the dregs you'll collect.
Never forget we were all seedlings once,
Ignorance towards others must be learned,
Treasure all life do not be a dunce,
Respect from others as a gift must be earned.
Life is a challenge regardless of type,
We're all together in a fight to survive,
As Humans we tend to believe our own hype,
Interdependency is what makes all life thrive.
We are the masters of greed and corruption,
For our future we don't seem to care,
As all life forms now face disruption,
Now's the time to make everyone aware.
Our continued arrogance will bring us all down,
We must acknowledge we are not all seeing,
If we don't we'll be witnessing the death of the clown,
Otherwise titled,
‘' The Human Being ''
A long inning
As mother had played long inning
She breathed her last in the evening
She knew in advance about the end
It was known to us from her feelings and trend
She would not mind about anything
She won’t ask for or call for something
It was her desire to see us well off
She never wanted us to offer any bluff
She was looking at ceiling
Even though for months she was ailing
She had all kind of satisfaction
Bright eyes reflected the same indication
She was lying on the cot
Life spent on various odds to be fought
It was her life time ambition
To be with us without any condition
She did not expect a single favor
She provided us full cover
We will go near to her and touch the feet
She would affectionately look at and greet
She was active till the last day
It was her life and with full sway
She acted dominant and had complete way
We too were afraid to go away
Such glorious inning was about to end
We informed all relatives and friends
It was her desire that all should remain her bedside
She had nothing to hide or confide
She breathed heavily and lost the control
Her body remained there without soul
It was left for heavenly abode
We watched silently with heavy load
She bore same innocence but with authority
It was her secret weapon and quality
She will not mind for our being defiant
She offered full explanation and very variant
She was not in pain at all
The life had ended with her call
She lived life at full length
That was only her strength
We were her treasure
She had everything for sure
All members were brought up clean atmosphere
She had all the satisfaction to be on earth here
Father turned pale at last moment
He could not cry or offer comment
No word was offered from his for his mouth
We could clearly feel autumn wind from north to south
She stood for all those glorious years
She was all for smile and without tears
This kept us in good mood with confidence
We were let off peacefully with all incidences
Even though mother has left us for a while
She had covered long distance of miles
It was divine smile for all of our family members
The shade under banyan tree was for us to remember
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A different song for Friend Howard
Highways, byways and motorways
are very much the same to me.
I much prefer the bridle ways
Those quiet lanes are traffic free.
I care not where the path may lead.
I stroll along at my own pace.
I’m free from any need for speed
I am quite happy to retrace
my steps. Should I mistake
the path I follow get it wrong
What does it matter if I take?
a shortcut which proves to be long.
I opted out of life’s rat race.
I am at no mans beck and call
I choose my way and choose my pace
and don’t regret my choice at all.
I live my life free from all stress
I only have myself to please.
No time constraints to cause distress.
I freed myself from that disease.
Time does not matter not to me
I thought it did but I was wrong.
At last I am completely free
To listen to a different song.
14-Nov-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Dawn of the New Beginning
This is the dawn of the new beginning,
Where everything seems in a state of flux
With new opportunities stirring and spinning-
The time for restoring my faith in love.
Where am I going? What am I doing?
Where have I been and what have I done?
I'm just going where the trouble is brewing,
I'm just going to have me some fun.
Time goes by and there are no answers,
As I consider the old and the new,
Falling sometimes, while others are dancing,
Screaming at them: 'What's the matter with you? ! '
Little by little the student turns master,
Little by little the master gives way-
With every blessing comes a disaster,
With every disaster come better days.
Torn from the womb and tossed to and fro
By unpredictable destiny's whims,
Always uncertain as to where I should go,
I dive in the water, learning to swim.
Thinking of everything that I was given-
The gift of the word, the gift of the mind-
All is forgotten and all is forgiven,
And still I love you-this I cannot deny.
Everything changes, nothing's for sure,
Torn between moments of sadness and joy,
Yet there is love of the heart that is pure
In this brief time we are left to enjoy.
This is the dawn of the new beginning,
Where everything seems in a state of flux
With new opportunities stirring and spinning-
The time for restoring my faith in love.
November 17,2005
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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Devil Music
They called him 'master'...
When he came.
To take them from the comfort of their homes.
Stripped of treasures,
And their names.
With nothing they could say,
And silent broken hope!
Forced to worship,
Strange deities.
And folks who treated them
Like they were beasts.
Some tried to flee,
The increasing heat.
But many found themselves soon in defeat.
The blazing burned their feet.
And the ones who ran were chased like enemies.
This fire...
It kept on burning!
Burning, burning, burning...
Out of control.
The 'master'...
Desired this fire.
To burn, burn, burn
Out of control!
Morning, noon and night
They'd call him devil.
And sang the music to him that he loved.
They would dance.
And together clap their hands.
This devil music kept them in a hold!
Yes,
The fire...
It kept on burning.
Burning, burning, burning...
Out of control.
The 'master'...
He kept the fire.
Burning, burning, burning
Out of control.
Yes this fire,
It kept on burning!
Burning, burning, burning
Out of control.
I said the fire...
It still keeps burning!
And it's blazing in a rage,
That's out of control!
The spreading flame...
Became higher.
So high it fixed in young minds,
Sold by the old!
Yes,
The fire...
It kept on burning.
Burning, burning, burning...
Out of control.
The 'master'...
He kept the fire.
Burning, burning, burning
Out of control.
Burning, burning, burning
Out of control.
Burning, burning, burrrrrnin...
Out of contrrroooool.
'ssssyesssss...
Children! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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