Sharp shooters
We will need more sharp shooters,
More crowd to play as hooters,
Banks to be kept open for looters,
More violence in films for viewers,
All available for negligible amount,
No records and no cash account,
When more worries and trouble mount,
All come in force and their presence count,
No names no involvement and finished from the scene,
Assassins fire shots which nobody is keen,
Fleeing from scenes easy as not always seen,
Threats completely removed as there had been,
They are all integral part of the system,
Liquidation is process and not always custom,
If hired crowds not there then who will shout?
It is dirty game and nothing to think about,
Scoundrels play the game and not always seen,
Not easy to formant trouble so not very keen,
But show has to be carried and need henchman,
Let people die then who is man or woman,
When rulers break the rule no one can protect,
Nothing will work even mounting strong protest,
It is beginning of downfall and strong acid test,
They will try to crush and use means best,
Nothing can work bullets or ballots,
People may vanish who work as parrots,
No yes man or stooge can last longer,
Truth will prevail and not last the monger,
New scene may emerge on simple ruins,
New currency can be made in form of coins,
Strong public opinion and enforcement of laws,
All will flee the scene including outlaws
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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How Much Longer
I'm stuck
Inside
Can't get this done wish I could hide
This scene is really such a pain
I just
Can't see
How this is any use to me
This work is drivin' me insane
All I really want is to get away (can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
It's on
My mind
I think I'm runnin out of time
This weight is more than I can take
That clock
Is slow
It's never gonna let me go
This time I need more than just a break
All I really want is to get away (can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
And here I go again (and here I go again)
Wondering when (when)
I can have my time to play
(Can anybody tell me)
(Can anybody, can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can
How much longer until I can play that game
(I want to play that game)
Play that game
(I want to play that game)
song performed by by Yu-Gi-Oh
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Work, Work, And No Play
Do this do that
wear a smile
and not a hat
greet everyone
and when your done
go and greet another one
always ask
'how are you? '
and don't you frown
cuz your not through!
work work
and no play
maybe i will quit one day
smile all the time
and don't you whine
go count the cash
dont skip a dime
put this up
then take this down
and don't you dare
make a frown
you have 8 hours
left to go
dont make a scene
put on a show
you work hard
not hard enough
be late again
and ill get tough
work work
and no play
maybe i will quit someday
alright now the time has come
when you work day is done
see you tomorrow
with a smile
youll be here for a little while
and since you have worked
here so long
ill make sure that nothings wrong
youll take my place
sing my song
bark my orders
when im gone
work work
and no play
but i will be the
boss one day
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Bigtime Operators
Well, they told me to come on over
I made my way to new york
And they tried to have me deported
Stop me from getting work
Blacklisted me all over
They were vicious and they were mean
They were bigtime operators
Baby, on the music business scene
Oh, they looked like politicians
But underneath they were thugs
And they spread malicious rumours
Threatened to have me busted for drugs
They had nothing on me
Oh man, I was really clean
But they were bigtime operators
On the music business scene
They put a bug in my apartment
To listen in on my calls
I was looking for some motivation
I couldnt find any, any motivation at all
They were very desperate people
Riding in long black limousines
But they were bigtime operators
On the music business scene
They were glorified by the media
They were heroes who had names
They said that they would bury me
If I didnt play their game
They said I didnt know the score
And that I was young and green
They were bigame operators
On the music business scene
Tried to hold me to a phoney contract
I said I didnt agree
Had to get out of the clutches
Had to go underground you see
Now Im living in another country
But I know exactly just where Ive been
Stay away from bigtime operators
Baby, on the music business scene
Well, baby bigtime operators
On the music business scene
Oh baby, bigtime operators
On the music business scene
Well, full of names and places
Baby, you know who I mean
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Grabbers and Looters
Even though we all are stage actors
We still lack courage and need mentors
Politics has become an easy way of amassing wealth
Where as public has accepted the deterioration in moral health
You need no expertise mafia style of functioning
Any seat any where in India is available with auctioning
Such a well knit organization with yes men around
Indian democracy is suited to all and legitimately found
I have high hope for its success
Even though people are denied access
Judiciary has become long process
Fewer days for function and more days for recess
'Not guilty unless found and proved in court'
What can you term this procedure of any sort?
Can that be appreciated for lingering justice?
Where have gone all high ideals and promises?
Our forefathers dreamed of beautiful and strong nation
Based on equality, freedom and for neighborly good relation
What has it turn out to be in public eye and in general?
Will it witness downfall or go for quick funeral?
In general the political class has presented worst scene
Dignity, integrity and honesty is not apparent and rarely seen
Low standard of morality and unruly scenes are order of the day
Parliamentary norms are forgotten and temple status is thrown away
They have mastered the art of telling lies with no shame
Everything in their store to accuse others and pass the blame
Almost majority of the members are with dark history
They have the powerful system to their rescue not to feel sorry
Land grabbing and laundering of national wealth is common
Cut backs, commissions and shady deals are generally known
'But who will bell the cat' and bring them to books
They have power, money and muscles to prove powerful crooks
Life has become really hell for the want of effective control
No one can exactly say or assert who has grabbed or stole?
We are passing to next generation a scene of grabbers and looters
Gangsters, kidnappers, traitors and above all fear of sharp shooters
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Plays & Scenes
You are an actor
Your work is beautiful
With your plays & scenes
You always know what to do
You play many characters
You play happy
You play sad
You play mean
You play yourself
Masks fade away unless they are waterproof(In this case they're not)
Your tools are tears
Your tools are faces
Your tools are glasses
Your tools are smiles and Moustaches
Lights, camera, action.
Scene 1: Laughter fills the air
You're being a goof
Laughing it up in class
Who would ever expect you of being sad
Nobody ofcourse
You are a genius
You fool everyone
That is everyone but yourself
Scene 2: You go into your room and scream into your pillow
You let out a wail
You're holding the pillow so tightly to your face
You feel as though you are sophocating
Angry words flash through your head
'I hate you! I wish you were dead! '
You feel no one cares
Understandable.
Yes or no?
Scene 3: Get out of the way
I never liked you
I never will! you exclaim
When will you wake up
I'm leaving and I'm never coming back!
You feel anger
I guess being mean
I know you don't want to admit it
But it's the truth
Scene 4: I'm loved by the people I love
I'm cared about by the people I care about
I love The Strokes & drawing pictures by hand(I'm not a cheater, sometimes)
I try my hardest & try not to give up
I never want to be alone but it is an issue I face
I cry a lot due to my issues
But I really don't care what people think
Yourself is me.
And even though I hate myself sometimes
I love being me
So, I'm not going anywhere yet.
poem by Kamilla Davila
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The Scene
The Scene
(Graham Russell, Mark Towner Williams, Cliff Rehrig)
It's another lovely day
Are we still so far away
And how can I share it with you
It's not easy to believe
Are we both about to leave
Without ever saying, I do
I still love you
(Chorus)
Just make me part of the scene
Say we're together, always forever
And everything else in between
Just say we're part of the scene
I don't want to hear it, I just couldn't bear it
If things weren't as good as they seem
You can say I'm not the one
That a lot of faith has gone
The bridges were never quite crossed
Every grain of truth, we deny or prove
Is somewhere before it gets lost
And is found again
(Repeat Chorus)
What if these feelings are all in my head
Flying around me in a world of their own
What if there's nothing that needs to be said
(Repeat Chorus)
Just say we're part of the scene
Say we're together, always forever
And everything else in between
Just say we're part of the scene
Just say we're part of the scene
Just say we're part of the scene
song performed by by Air Supply
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A reckless killings
When will terrorists stop gunning people?
When will they roam freely and been able?
To resume day to day work with peace
Why do we feel insecure and miss?
Lot many questions in mind for an easy answer
No one comes forward with solutions for fewer
Who do you think will benefit out of this?
Do they really mean to be loyal to death kiss?
Can they not force their will by other means and avoid?
How will this unruly scene go for indefinite period?
Can they be brought under control by use of force?
We have no information or lead to any other source
Blood was spilled all over on ground
Bodies were scattered and in mutilation condition found
Fresh waves of violence are gaining round
Hatred, distrust reign with system seems to be sound
Who are these people doing all inhuman acts?
Why not all come to sense and react?
Is it the only way left out to combat terrorism?
Are we not to be blamed for all kinds of “ism”?
Every time senseless killings takes place
Still no system or alternatives is there to replace
Mutual distrust and hatred prevails
Love and kindness no where in sight and always fails
We need to have passion and feeling for brotherhood
Calm should prevail in vicinity and also in neighborhood
Why do we add fuel to fire and wood?
When there is shortage of everything and have no food?
Somebody may loose son, husband or father
We can’t allow it to go any further
What is happening somewhere else should not make us bother?
Let us build new relation where love should only matter
Why humanity should suffer on this count?
When all sorts of tension and worries mount?
Let us place ourselves to the mercy and will of Almighty
Who will guide us to destiny and feel some pity
They have no religion as such
They have shed enough and much
Now time has come to counter
No more demands accede to or cater
It may be long way before we route them out
Scores of people might have lost and feared about
No bright sun may appear in their tenure
What can they think of bright or near future?
We aren’t here to create havoc and things to destroy
Never resort to unruly scene and make others annoy
It is humanity that goes on run in an orderly convoy
Let us build and search new ways to adopt and employ
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Work! Work! And Reap!
Work! Work! Work! And Reap!
Work! Work! Work! And Sleep!
Everyday most of we work
Some of us love to work
Some of us just want to rock
Some of us want to lie on a beach or take a walk
If we had our way, we could spend all day and talk
But work we all must
Or our lifestyles will go bust!
We may then have to readjust
To unacceptable standards of living in disgust
Work! Work! Work! And Reap!
Work! Work! Work! And Sleep!
We all have different professions
Some of us have silent confessions
We fancy someone at work with an obsession
Work is then fun with a passion until confusion
Work! Work! Work! And Reap!
Work! Work! Work! And Sleep!
There are jobs that are monotonous
The atmosphere is negatively outrageous
Nothing in the air signifies hilarious
Every single person is always very serious
Sometimes played at work
Is the kind of politics
That makes one quite sick
This is where the strong kick
Kick hardest the backside of the weak
But work we all must
Or our lifestyles will go bust!
As we find ourselves lost
And then try hard to readjust
So do we swallow?
Or is fighting back shallow
Will it leave in your pocket a dent that is hollow?
Or produce a scene labeled horror
Enough to leave you in tears of sorrow
I don't have all the answers
I know work is a living cancer
People at work ought to be a little nicer
Everyone needs to make a living including a dancer!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
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If I've done my work well, I vanish completely from the scene. I believe it is invasive of the work when you know too much about the writer.
quote by Mary Oliver
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Be Strong!
Be strong!
We are not here to play, to dream, to drift;
We have hard work to do and loads to lift;
Shun not the struggle, face it, ’tis God’s gift.
Be strong, be strong, be strong!
Be strong!
Say not the days are evil—who’s to blame?
And fold the hands and acquiesce—O shame!
Stand up, speak out, and bravely, in God’s Name.
Be strong, be strong, be strong!
Be strong!
It matters not how deep entrenched the wrong,
How hard the battle goes, the day, how long;
Faint not, fight on! Tomorrow comes the song.
Be strong, be strong, be strong!
poem by Maltbie Davenport Babcock
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No More Trouble (feat. Erykah Badu)
[Bob Marley]
(We don't need) No, we don't need (no more trouble) no more trouble!
(We don't need no more trouble)
Wo! Oh-oh-oh!
(We don't need) We don't need no (no more) trouble!
We don't need no trouble!
(We don't need no more trouble)
Make love and not war! 'Cause we don't need no trouble.
What we need is love (love)
To guide and protect us on. (on)
If you hope good down from above, (love)
Help the weak if you are strong now. (love)
We don't need no trouble;
What we need is love. Oh, no!
We don't need - we don't need - no more trouble!
Lord knows, we don't need no trouble!
(We don't need) We don't need trouble (no more trouble) -
no more trouble - no more trouble!
Seek happiness! (...) Oh, ...!
Come on, you all and speak of love. (...) Oh, yeah!
We don't need no trouble;
What we need is love, now. (What we need is love!)
(We don't need) Oh, we don't need no more trouble!
We don't need, no - we don't need no trouble!
We don't (need) - no, brothers and sisters ... (no more trouble!)
We don't need no trouble; we don't need no trouble!
We don't need no trouble!
What we need is love!
We don't need - we don't need no more - we don't need -
no more trouble - we don't need no more trouble!
Trouble we don't need (we don't need),
(We don't need) Lord, knows! -
we don't need no more war (no more trouble).
No more trouble - we don't need no more - more trouble! /fadeout/
song performed by by Bob Marley
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An Entrance With No Way to Exit Quick
Many don't know trouble,
To keep away from it.
Once it has been identified...
Some see getting involved with it,
As a fixture meant to be close by their side.
And those double trouble doers...
Take pride they have it.
As seen in their stride.
Many don't know trouble,
To keep away from it.
Some view it as a ticket,
To advance towards an entrance...
With no way to exit quick!
Some believe they make friends,
Conned into cells to mate!
Sharing how they can beat a system.
That taxpayers pay to rehabilitate their fates.
And trouble once then unknown,
Becomes a game to play!
Like the learning of Bible verses,
To portray someone who has been saved.
Believing if they pray...
One skilled to kill trouble,
Will make it vanish someday!
Many don't know trouble,
To keep away from it.
Period!
Just one taste of it can addict.
Like the smoking of cigarettes,
That becomes a habit hard to quit.
And wishing never having,
To become attached to it.
But...
If it is seen all over the place.
To avoid it one has to be...
Strong and strict!
And if there is no discipline,
Trouble will overstay its visit!
If it is invited to come in!
With no comprehension,
That this relationship should end.
Instead of accepting it as a craving...
Waiting for its effectiveness,
To satisfy undenied.
As the affects of it begins!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Trouble
Im in a place where nothing ever happens
Ill try one day to walk away
But for now Ill hand around
I am a fool without exception
I break every rule
But I never break away
(trouble) - its walking my way
I feel it moving closer day after day
(trouble) - Im talking to you
Its getting hot in here but what can I do
Sometime, someplace Ill make it happen
Yours is the face, to help me set this time ablaze
Ive always thought theres no protection
Youll walk through the door
And Ill never want for more
(trouble) - again and again
Its not so simple and I never know when
(trouble) - for me and for you
The troubles double now were fighting for two
Well take this place well make it happen
Well leave them behind
Well leave them all to change their minds
The trouble is with the solution
Ones not so strong, but with two of us we cant go wrong
(trouble) - Im talking to you
Its getting hot in here but what can I do
(trouble) - again and again
Its not so simple and I never know when
(trouble) - Im talking to you
Its getting hot in here but what can I do
song performed by by Heaven 17
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Bad Judgement
I'm between a rock and a hard place.
I don't even know what soft means.
I'm caught up in so much trouble
from some cockamamie scheme.
Everything looked so easy
and it would only be just once.
All I had to do is look the other way
and others would pull the stunts.
But things never work out the way you think
and there's a price to pay.
When you play with fire you get burned
for bad things come your way.
So here I sit in a pin stripe suit
with the dregs of society.
Can't smell clean air. Can't see the sun.
What's to become of me?
Inside these walls they read the Bible
and work out with heavy weights.
But I'm not like the rest of them.
I'll serve my time and wait.
I'm between a rock and a hard place
and I now know what soft means.
It's all about being free and easy
and keeping your conscience clean.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Gone were the days
Gone were the days of high standard
National sentiments only to look forward
Not a word to be said in dishonor
It was love for motherland and called for
Now no more nations but only ration
Cast, creed and religion only equation
More crowds and more weight
Individual is taken to new height
No qualification but only criteria
The hatred and intolerance prevail like bacteria
Land grabbers, mafias and dishonest rule
Public suffer and voice to ruffle
This present day of context
Hereditary rule is only best
Thousands of new rulers in form of misters
They prove to be known as dishonest and sinister
At the time of taking oath or as beginner
They were just an ordinary man or commoner
The fortune start swinging in no time or sooner
It serves as lucrative business for the opener
Money start changing hand
Known enemies or adversaries become friends
All find prosperous future at the end
Gather as much as you can with new trend
Deny the hand and offer argument
Avoid public appearance and offer no comment
Law will take its own course and punish the guilty
The skillful show with mastery, oratory and ability
The rulers are know criminals now
The public still loves them and no one knows how?
What is going to be fate for coming generation?
No one comes forward with startling revelations?
I may not weep along with others
I shall blame the self and bother
What can be fault on my part?
I have known politics as an art
Only faces change but not the scene
Same people come with new theme and seen
Indulging in same practice with lot more indemnity
It goes on with same intensity and continuity
I will have to accept it as incurable disease
Number of restrictions may not let or ease
The fortune is taken away from the land
And deposited secretly in foreign land
Who will raise the banner of revolt?
It may receive only set back or jolt?
You may be wiped out from the face of earth
You will be eliminated or face the death
Democracy was never a question
It was to b served as powerful institution
Nothing can be compared as best solution
Power is rested in hands of people with resolution
If you can not match with bullet
Use at least conscience and ballet
Do not allow grabbers and looters?
A free will to send shooters
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hello Susie
Everybody sat here waiting for the train to come
Just lay down a bright red carpet for her to step on
Lookin to the bend I see her waving her hands at me
Her looks were tanned and quite amazing as she ran to me
Hello susie, hello susie
Tell me the news about yourself
Hello susie, hello susie
Tell me that youve enjoyed yourself
Frantically she knocked me over
Causing such a scene
Shook the crowd enough to sway
The interest from the queen
Her black transistor socked out
One oclock radio
Completely drowned the band
And loud enough to stop the show
Chorus
Yes sir rock n roll the day away
Come on everybody
They all seem too keen to make the scene
Come on everybody, come on everybody
Got to dig me just a while
I was... threw her bags into the car
Susie took her bow and made her exit like a star
The national news took films which... to make history
Her looks were tanned and quite amazing as she ran to me
Chorus
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Journalism?
He was a strong and gentle man
With strong and gentle hands
He was a leading journalist
A carreer he had not planned
People trusted him completely
And had great respect for him
He was no cheque book journalist
He believed that truth would win
When he retired, the legal scene
Was never quite the same
But this is all a fantasy
For Lou Grant was his name.
poem by David Keig
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Fallen In Love
He has fallen in love
With the idea
Of you in his life
I wish I knew
How does psychology work? ....... Persian khushi
Oh it is very simple
Stay out of trouble
Think of beautiful moments
The peace around with its movements
Venture into moon light
Just see left and right
If some one observes you
Then think about it and see through
When someone appears from behind?
Show no hesitation and try to find
Never think who he can be?
Anybody may think well when feels free
So it is your outer show
That sets thing to rolls or go
You are offered flower
With some comments to offer
It is an open invitation
To build sound and good relation
There is no psychology behind
It is natural thing to find
Pray almighty to take you out
From uncertainty to surety and think about
What can be next move around?
How to adjust scene when again he is found?
Smile on face may do wonder
No words may be needed to offer
Mere reflection in eyes will perform miracle
Now he will be in fix and struggle
It is easy to face mighty king
It is too easy to face the lion in ring
But too difficult to face the beautiful queen
As it might turn the whole of the scene
I don't think it might be different psychology all over
Men and women need comfortable life with honor
What is most needed is the assurance and promises!
Life may move on then with harmony and peace
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It Dont Come Easy
(it dont come easy, you know it dont come easy)
(it dont come easy, you know it dont come easy)
Got to pay your dues if you want to sing the blues
And you know it dont come easy
You dont have to shout or leap about
You can even play them easy
Forget about the past and all your sorrow
The future wont last
It will soon be your tomorrow
I dont ask for much, I only want your trust
And you know it dont come easy
And this love of mine keeps growing all the time
And you know it dont come easy
Open up your heart, lets come together
Use a little luck, and we will make it work out better
Got to pay your dues if you want to sing the blues
And you know it dont come easy
You dont have to shout or leap about
You can even play them easy
Please remember peace is how we make it
Here withing your reach, is your freedom to take it
I dont ask for much, I only want your trust
And you know it dont come easy
(de de de) growing all the time
And you know it dont come easy
(thank you)
song performed by by George Harrison
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What Women Need To Know About Men
He is as simple as he seems, sex, food and sports.
If he is choosing work over sex, give more sex.
If he is still choosing work over sex, find out who she is.
Men want to be in high-school shape but love beer more.
He is not trying to please you, he is trying to please him.
If he goes to sleep, nature made things that way-stop complaining.
If you go to sleep, you are fantacizing about some other man.
For you sex is closeness and love, for him it is release.
A truly romantic man is under 25.
A truly romantic woman is 16 and 45
If you don't like men soon you will not like him
Don't make love, be love
You want tender and dangerous, he wants madonna and the other thing, both don't really work.
If you marry him and divorce him, in the marriage, for the kids, there will be trouble
In the list of priorities, friends, family, kids, pets, work, your looks, if he is number seven there will be trouble.
The way to a man's heart in not through his stomach-lower.
A sense of male-humor is sexy to a man
Flirt, kiss slow and run fast; and be sure to get caught.
If you wonder 'why can't a man be more like a woman' there will be trouble.
If you wonder why a man be more like a man there will be trouble
If you like a man being his kind of man, you are lucky- and there will be no trouble.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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