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Hook

I was only a young man
In those days. On that evening
The cold was so God damned
Bitter there was nothing.
Nothing. I was in trouble
With a woman, and there was nothing
There but me and dead snow.

I stood on the street corner
In Minneapolis, lashed
This way and that.
Wind rose from some pit,
Hunting me.
Another bus to Saint Paul
Would arrive in three hours,
If I was lucky.

Then the young Sioux
Loomed beside me, his scars
Were just my age.

Ain't got no bus here
A long time, he said.
You got enough money
To get home on?

What did they do
To your hand? I answered.
He raised up his hook into the terrible starlight
And slashed the wind.

Oh, that? he said.
I had a bad time with a woman. Here,
You take this.

Did you ever feel a man hold
Sixty-five cents
In a hook,
And place it
Gently
In your freezing hand?

I took it.
It wasn't the money I needed.
But I took it.

poem by James Arlington Wright
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Street Collage

Written by john ryan
[spoken by various people on the street]
Well, you see now
Im a depression baby
And I remember the wpa
If we could just start the same thing again and get people working out there, why not?
Is it too menial for somebody to sweep the street?
And if youve got enough money where you dont have to work
Lets face it, who wants to work?
Theres no reason why anybody that five generations of people got to be on welfare
I had one gentlemen get in ---
No offense to you gentlemen, he had long hair and a beard --
And I told him, he had better go home and take a bath;
He had b.o. so bad, it was terrible
I said you might be educated, but did your parents tell you to go dirty?
See the latest issue
Hard up, see
Chicago scene
Kids nowadays, thats the whole thing
Too much money, theyve got too much money
They dont have to struggle and work for things
Like when I was growing up had to do
And I was lucky if I got that job delivering hats in a hat store
For twenty-five cents per hat
Too much money today is with the young kids
Everything was handed to em,
And thats why they are the way they are

song performed by by Styx
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Follow The Wind

Im so weary from holding this load
But its only , love for you, that I walk this lonely road
I must follow the wind , follow the wind
And the wind will take me hold before the cold
Evry stay I have counted
Each flower I have seen
But the place where Im going , theres no grass as green
I must follow the wind , follow the wind
And the wind will take me home where I can dream
In the hour I am lonely, youre love will be mine
I will stay in your arms dear, until comes the time
I must be on my way for my home is anywhere
I have no time to stay , I have no time to care
I must follow the wind , follow the wind
As the wind gently blows in my hair
(break)
I must follow the wind , follow the wind
As the wind gently blows in my hair
I must follow the wind , follow the wind
As the wind gently blows in my hair

song performed by by Bee Gees
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Ashes of Stick

Down by my home lies an old street.
A young maid cries please buy it.
Lightful street, they head to see shows.
They smile, we play and passerby bows.
We run, we stumble and sometimes we click.
Come on, watch out, woman who's got ashes of stick.

She adverts, these woods smell better than fresh foods.
Come on, watch it, pay it, for what it suits.
With wallet of puppet, kid, it costs ten cents.
Woods were best, they could be good gifts.
Woman with boots, they've got adorable looks.
They greet hello boy, its awesome but no chance too hook.

Street guys and band, rock with their drumstick.
Don't ignore, come on, watch out women with ashes of stick.
They compliment, she is a nice fudge.
Cool, i would love to make a judge.
My puppy run, it thrashes and loves to lick.
Come on, watch out, woman with ashes of stick.

poem by Diplove gautam
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I'm Ok, You're Ok

[Verse 1]
The first thing I did wrong
Was hook up with a girl who wasn't grown
She looked like a woman but her mind worked like a child
It was her girlish qualities that made me smile
The outside never showed me what was in
And her ending didn't look like it began
Now I know and it's for sure
That you can't change a girl into a woman
[Hook]
I'm okay, make sure you're okay
No matter how long it takes
Make sure that you're okay
And if she goes away
Make sure that you're okay
Now that I got out
I'm just looking out trying to show you the way
To be okay
[Verse 2]
Now I hate to see you make the same mistakes
So avoid the things that cause your heart to break
From a hurting brother, I ain't trying to hate
But if you mess around with her she'll seal your fate
You'll never see it coming till it's there
And you'll find out that she doesn't really care
And it's real what I feel
You can have her ass I don't want her over here
[Hook]
[Bridge]
If you decide to stay it's alright (it's your decision)
But take heed to what I say you'll be alright (listen to what I'm saying)
If you decide to go then go now (you better leave her)
Don't look back because she'll only bring you down
Oh, bring you down
Bring you down (bring you down)
[Breakdown]
Sing it one time
Okay, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
Make sure you'll be okay
It's okay, okay
[Hook]

song performed by by Boyz II Men
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The Road may wind.....

let the journey begin and the will finds
the righteous direction of wind propels the
future of thy soul, into the morning sky of
today

be the breezing wind gently flown to
the waiting dunes and back hurriedly to
the sweet home of wonderful beginning; a
riding wave of every fish of hook

show the prosperous journey, the clock
seems echo its waiting moment of time,
where the muddy road wishing to hold;
the suspended sky in your weary eyes, as
it say let me hold you in my tears

puzzled and troubled sweat laugh in the
trembling suite of your wonderful heart,
know not me; cause the pain but a laughter
hold me to gain your great victory in every
hand and dream we hold on

make me, believe that the sharp edge of
time leaves with me, until the bottom of the
sand of the sea capture the wisdom of being
free

i am lifting to stand by your blessed hand,
let me live for another day to stay.........

poem by Antonio Liao
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The Homeless

Dry and cold were the bitter winds
that crackled the ice on the panes.
Dry and cold were the old woman's hands,
red and raw from the pains.

Old were these winds that had no end.
They surfaced every winter.
Old were the hands that were this woman's
that felt as if they would splinter.

The winter winds were not welcome
for she had no place to go.
Looking for shelter from the cold,
she welcomed the sight of snow.

For the snow would blanket the box she was in
for a night or two.
She stayed inside it for many long hours
as if it were an igloo.

All through the hours she rubbed her hands.
Through a slit she looked to view,
looking for a slant of sunshine soon
but still the cold winds blew.

This is the plight of the homeless.
This is a curse on our lands.
They found her dead when the sun finally came
with stiff and frozen hands.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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We Sang In The Snow

When we sang in the snow
Under that cold amber glow
That professed to be the sun
Trying to melt our fun;
Lighting our wonderland show
Warming our laughter below
Young promises- freezing to death.
Biting wind stealing our breath.
Snowmen hoping frost lingers.
Mittens with tingling fingers.
Sledging out of sight
Under new moonlight
Spangled diamonds above
Lit fires
In our hearts of love.
I kissed your cheek
And held you near
This minute, this hour
This day this year
Would burn within our very being
Embers of youth warm memory fleeing.
But without your hand to hold
My hand is empty and cold.
I curse that I let you go.
What's worse than a cold echo
Of that day
When we sang in the snow.

poem by Kevin East
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Prime Time

Cavalier roses, but the thorns got in my soul
Chocolate box intention, but a bitter taste left me cold
Take a little something, a present clouds the past
Traded our emotions, it couldnt last, wouldnt last at all
And though you didnt say
I knew youd swim away
Fine time for hook and line
And though whats done is done, yeah
I know my right from wrong
Prime time to cast me down!
Bitter suite decision, sofa so good the day we met
Eye for eye collision, pillow talking, only pillow talking
Matinee romancing, the bait is set, the net is cast
Cheated our emotions, it couldnt last
Wouldnt last at all
Although you didnt say
I knew youd swim away
Prime time for hook and line
And though whats done is done
I know my right from wrong
Prime time to cast me down!
And words are words thats all
Im going to stand or fall
Prime time for hook and line
Dont you swim away...
Prime time for the hook and line
Prime time for the hook and line
For the hook, the hook and line
Although you didnt say, yeah
I knew youd swim away
Prime time for hook and line
And though whats done is done, yeah
I know my right from wrong
Prime time to cast me down
Line by line adventure
A prime time for the hook and line
Castaway in pleasure
A prime time
Curtain razor tension
A prime time for the hook and line
Wasted our emotions
A prime time

song performed by by Haircut 100
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Wake For Young Souls

Today I found my soul
I felt it die inside of me yeah
So I turn to you
Life is like we never know
I have your face in a photo in high school
And you were alive
But thats all I had
And I cant remember who I was myself then
And it doesnt help
Still I look to you as a friend
To tell me
Who we are now, who we are
Its who we are now, who we are
Where does time go now on a wake for young souls
You tell me
Its who we are now, who we are
Where does time go now on a wake for young souls
Another lullaby go sing oh ooh oh ooh oh ooh
Well the wind that blows
Its blowing colder
And the child that grows
Shes growing older
And the friends we know
Theyll turn a shoulder
But the friends we know
Theyre growing colder so
Its who we are now, who we are
Its who we are now, who we are
Where does time go now on a wake for young souls
You tell me, who we are now, who we are
Its who we are now, who we are
Whoa no now on a wake for young souls
Na na na na na na...
Cycle of the moon brings blood to the woman
And blood of the woman brings birth of a child
The child grow up
Keep forgetting something
Birth of a child comes someplace while youll
Living great days with the shade of the wind
Unbodied unsouled unheard unseen
On the day of the dead like a song in my head
Hear you speak to me in the shape of a dress say
Treat me natural like a wind that blows
Follow the direction no matter where it goes
So it shall be the earth and the sea
Let the truth blow like a hurricane through me
Oh ooh oh ooh oh ooh oooh...
If Ive been cold, if Ive spoken in anger
Two have been born
Forgive me
No I dont see your mother
Not like before
Though she hasnt forgotten
She doesnt like to be reminded anymore
Then he got married
It didnt come without tears
But the day you died I had laughter for these years
So its who we are now, who we are
Its who we are now, who we are
Where does time go now on a wake for young souls now
Its who we are now, who we are
Its who we are now, who we are
Whoa no now on a wake for young souls
All the things we know
Theyre gonna fall away from me yeah
Like a grain of sand, it slips through a good friends hand

song performed by by Third Eye Blind
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Time

Where have those days gone
When we adored the beauty of the dusk and dawn
Those good old school days
The hang-outs with our friends on weekdays
Weekends used to be absolute fun
Cinemas, window shopping, eatery joints we had all done
As we start growing up
Don't know why these things starts leaving us
We drown ourselves in a pool of responsibilities
Find no time for all such activities
We find ourselves so stressed
Wonder what happened to all the zeal and zest
Time flees like anything
And then for fun and peace we go hunting
Why not revive ourselves before it is too late
Before we become old and bend ourselves to our fate!

As the saying goes -
When you are young - You have Time and Energy - But no Money
When you are an Adult - You have Money and Energy - But no Time
When you are Old - You have Time and Money - But no Energy

So lets enjoy the second stage of our life to the fullest by utilising the time we have in hand so that there are no regrets later.

Happy Reading my pals! God bless you all.

poem by Kavita Iyer
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The Street Only Knew Your Name

Your street, rich street or poor
You should always be sure of your street
There's a place in your heart,
When you know from the start
And you can't be complete without a street
Keep movin' on, just like a train
Sometimes you gotta look back to the street again
Would you prefer all those castles in spain
Or a view of the street from your window pane
When you were young, so young
So very very young
When you were young, so young
So very very young
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name, oh your precious name, precious name
There was walter and joy, kate and roy
All hung around the corner lamplight
Get together sing some songs
Like boppin' the blues - you make me feel alright
That was long before fortune and fame
No such thing as a star when you've played that game
Everyone knew who everyone was
There was no preference in the street no, no
When you were young, so young
So very very young
When you were young, so young
So very very young
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name, oh your precious name
And you walked around in the heart of town
Listening for that sound
And you walk around in the heart of town
Listening for that sound
Blue suede shoes, it was the blue suede shoes
When you were young, so young
So very very young
When you were young, so young
So very very young
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name

song performed by by Van Morrison
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Money

Money money money
Everybody wants some
No money church can't run
Money for this
Money for that
No life without it
Can't sleep
She says hell
In this house
If she don't get it!

Before you get paid
Taxman grab it
Buy something
He grab it again
When money pressure hit
You cannot afford to get sick
Doctors want some
And if you dead without it
You will not be buried
Not even in the sticks

Money money money
It's like blood
It's the way world runs
Need money for food
Need money for fun
If you have no money
Blood a go run
Man join the army
To get some of it
Would be alive
If he had it

Money money money
Where is the money?
Have to get money
Before the day is done
Donkey cough
When you are broke
No money
Donkey don't eat
Everything stops
Earth can't turn
Have to have money
Even some to burn

Money money money
Where did it go?
Pocket is empty
And I just got paid
Maybe my woman took it
Thought I had it made
Thought I had a hundred
But I don't have twenty
Now I am in trouble
I have to leave yard
But I can't leave
If I don't have any

What a thing this is
Money! money! money!
Eh!

12/4/09

poem by Buxton Shippy
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Long Time Gone

Well I been gone a long time
The time has passed us by
And I know it won't be long 'till I get home
I see your smilin' face, well I just can't erase
All those good ol' happy days when we were 'lone.
Well I'm comin' through the mountains
On my way back home
I see that snow fallin' on that good old mountain ground
And I know it won't be long, I'm in your lovin' arms
We'll live together and things 'll be better for you
a' you and me, a' can't cha see?
Woman, I been a long time gone
To be a thousand miles from home
I know I've done you wrong
And I know it won't be long,
I'm in your lovin' arms
Woman, been a long, I been a long time gone.
When I hit that mountain road
I got five miles left to go.
I smell that good old mountain air and old and pine trees
And as she stood alone with a pretty white dress on,
I felt that good old mountain air blowin' up a breeze.
Woman, I been a long time gone
To be a thousand miles from home
I know I've done you wrong
And I know it won't be long,
I'm in your lovin' arms
Woman, been a long, I been a long time gone.

song performed by by 38 Special
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Her Praise

SHE is foremost of those that I would hear praised.
I have gone about the house, gone up and down
As a man does who has published a new book,
Or a young girl dressed out in her new gown,
And though I have turned the talk by hook or crook
Until her praise should be the uppermost theme,
A woman spoke of some new tale she had read,
A man confusedly in a half dream
As though some other name ran in his head.
She is foremost of those that I would hear praised.
I will talk no more of books or the long war
But walk by the dry thorn until I have found
Some beggar sheltering from the wind, and there
Manage the talk until her name come round.
If there be rags enough he will know her name
And be well pleased remembering it, for in the old days,
Though she had young men's praise and old men's blame,
Among the poor both old and young gave her praise.

poem by William Butler Yeats
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Sands Of Time

It was a time gone by
a time with no goodbye
but I left you
in the sand and the wind

You gave me your hand
but I couldn't hold on
you was taken
by the winds of time

Sands of time
blowing in the wind
when will they come for me
when will they come for me

I see your soul
dancing in the sands of time
I hold out my hand
but I just feel the sand and the wind
god forgive me

I can't go on
living in a world I don't belong
see my soul flying in the night
I will find you
no matter how long
I will find you

Sands of time
blowing in the wind
when will they come for me
when will they come for me

poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Fanatic

[verse 1:]
When I wake up all I want is for him to take me away
To that incredible comfort zone inside that beautiful place
When I need to release tension so that I can feel brand new
Reach that height that only one in this whole world can take me to
[pre hook:]
All the time I want you baby,
All the time I need you honey,
All the time I gotta have you sugar,
Because Im addicted - oh yeah.
All the time I want you baby,
All the time I need you honey,
All the time I gotta have you sugar,
It belongs to me
[hook:]
Im fanatically, addicted see, the way that he be loving me
Its like a drug or some bad habbit
Since its mine, I got to have it
[repeat]
[verse 2:]
Oh it feels like, like Ive never had it right
Before this,
There was so much emotional pain, nothing positive to gain
But Im loved, full, and completely now
Not just a physical thang
But its something spiritual
[pre hook]
[hook]
[vamp:]
I just gotta have it, Im a fanatic [4x]
[hook]

song performed by by Vivian Green
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Gypsy Woman

Gypsy Woman

Madam Bushka she called herself
As she pulled a book from the shelf
Look into the crystal ball
It will reveal it all

Let me read the lines in your hand
Look on and I’ll tell you a story young man
Sit, sit this won’t take long
Words to my ears like a love song

Look here and you will see
Your past, present, and your future history
Look into my eyes I was told
She saw I was hurting, bitter, and cold

Hatred, contempt she saw in my heart
These ill feelings shall tear you apart
Live and let die she said to me
Better things are ahead you’ll see

I see money more than you could spend
I see cars, boats, around the bend
I see you on a horse on twenty acres of land
Only if you put more money in my hand

All these things shall come to pass
But nothing from nothing can ever last
Sensual words flew from her lips
When she said these things are at my finger tips

I couldn’t believe my ears nor eyes
All she said must be lies
No my son she said to me
Just believe and you shall see

Only one thing I ask of you
Give unto me what is due
I sat for awhile and I wondered
What could she want my first child I pondered

Then she took a sip of red wine
And said no just what is rightfully mine
Listen my son and listen well
Pay now or dam your soul to hell

My pockets ran dry and I ran a cold sweat
A dreadful night if I could only forget
How could I lose everything I had
Wishful thinking from a young lad

poem by Wilfred Mellers
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A Man Like Me

Written by james young
Lead vocals by james young
Yeah
Eight days a week with my baby at home
And you know that shes my tender honey
Baby Ive been good
But you know its rough
When youre spending all of my money
Aint no disputin Im your man
You know I want to tell the world
Youre the only woman
Show me what love can be
Youre the only woman
That understands a man like me
Rock and roll is a way of life
But dont you know it brings me down
Music is my game but when Im home
I treat a lady like shes wearing a crown
Stranded in the storm round lakewood way
You know who comes to mind
Shes the only woman
Show me what love can be
Shes the only woman
That understands a man like me
[guitar solo]
When Im away with time to kill
Just sittin around gettin high
Thinking about your sweet sweet love
I wanna jump on a plane and fly
Sweet little susie
Show me what love can be
Shes the only woman
That understands a man
She understands a man
(like me)
Shes the only woman
Shes the only woman
Shes the only woman

song performed by by Styx
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It Is Thanks To Money

It is thanks to money that he has a beautiful young wife
And it is thanks to money that he lives the good life
And though he earned his fortune in the honest way
Money speaks every language as some like to say.

It is thanks to money that others him do admire
And of singing his praises some cannot seem to tire
Were he a retired working class fellow few of him would know
You win more admirers as your bank account grow.

In his early seventies his young wife his wife number three
With him she will never know of poverty
A dark haired beauty of twenty five the same age as his oldest grand-son
Money does speak every language when all is said and done.

Together they walk hand in hand down the street
His gray hair dyed dark brown so full of self conceit
He is a self made multi millionaire for to give him his due
But that money speaks every language happens to be true.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Captain Hook

Captain Hook must remember
Not to scratch his toes.
Captain Hook must watch out
And never pick his nose.
Captain Hook must be gentle
When he shakes your hand.
Captain Hook must be careful
Openin' sardine cans
And playing tag and pouring tea
And turnin' pages of his book.
Lots of folks I'm glad I ain't--
But mostly Captain Hook!

poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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