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The Forgiveness Parade

There's nothing like a full moon reflected in the eyes of a blind man
using a telescope to stir a bowl of Russian alphabet soup
for the cosmonauts who orbited the shadow of Jupiter
and are landing in an ocean of tears
shed by cold blooded murderers who miss their mothers convulsively
in their prison cells being wheeled caravan-style down Oswald Boulevard
as part of the Forgiveness Parade where relatives of the victims
stand quietly holding banners like 'Apology Accepted' as the vandals
stumble past in shackles followed by the hijackers and the pickpockets who
march single file up the fire escape of a skyscraper built by arsonists.

poem by Jeffrey McDaniel
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A Shadow

you are not alone
for i am a shadow and i always follow you
wherever you may go,

you shake me off?
no you can't. I am your shadow.

you want to be left alone?
you shove me away, no you can't.
i am a part of you. i reflect you. I am your shadow.

you feel forsaken?
you dislike me? You plan your escape.
You stand at noontime. No you can't take me away.

I am diminished. When the sun comes as your ally,
I am equal to you, under you and still a part of you.
You cannot take me away. I am your shadow.

You shed tears. I have the shadow of tears.
You bleed blood. I have the shadow of blood bleeding.

You cannot take me away from you. I am a part of you. I am your shadow.
You regret life? You want to end all these? You hate me?

Plan your next step. Vanish me. Kill me.
Use your black magic. Take me away from you. No you can't.

I am always a part of you. I am your shadow.
I ask you to ask me if i like this way with us together.

I tell you. I want to shake you off from me. I am your shadow.
And i detest you. My body.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Paradise Of Chaos

We march like fools in a parade of chaos.
We march like fools in a parade of chaos.
Led by our enemies.
While we sing their praises.
Led by our enemies.
While we kiss their hands.
The morning rained fire.
Let the heavens retire.
Over the eyes of the blind.
And the vioces of spoiled children.
True leadersare gone.
We turned our back too many times.
And bit the hand of the provider.
Chaos kills us.
Chaos.

song performed by by Zao from Parade Of Chaos
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Moon Exercise

Check out the moon
Glowing so cool
I'll listen to a tune and think about school
Trying to catch up
Falling behind
Doing this as a makeup
So please grade kind
the moon is full
You can't fake that power
Feel the difference in the water while you shower
I don't really know where to go
Pen on paper makes easy flow
The moon
So sad, so alone, so cold
Forced to orbit this planet on it's own
No friends, no relatives or plant life
Just a cold, barren, empty rock (with no bud to light)
The moon doesn't stand a chance
Going against the sun
See her light shine one second your done
Always living in shadow
Can't help but feel the pain
Looking at the moon
Standing in the rain

poem by ryan Cravatta
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Parade Of Chaos

song performed by by Zao
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Tomorrow After Yesterday

Your hands cupped together,
holding an ocean of tears,
Your eyes are the clouds,
of the atmosphere,
releasing raindrops one by one down your face.
Your crying reminds me of the sleepless thunders,
that never stops,
adding more and more tears to the ocean in your hands.
Your heart beating fast with anxiety,
waiting for the pain to become part of the past.
You're better than that.
So push the clouds away,
Open your eyes,
drain the ocean in your hands,
and breathe in the new day.

poem by Amber Leigh
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No Apologies

Whenever we talk about sun all I see is the rain
It's like looking for tears in a ocean
I'm hearing your words like the wind
They blow straight through my heart
Will you ever give in to emotion

And we hurt the ones that we love the most
Why we do only heaven knows
And I don't know why I'm still holding on...holding on

[CHORUS:]
I reach in my heart to see
If your love is alive in me
But now I feel alone
My feelings turn to stone
My heart makes no apologies

When an apology's made it isn't always enough
To erase all the past in a moment
Whenever I need you the most
You always leave me behind
With a word from your lips I'm alone

You've been blind not to realize
All the love that I hold inside
So tell me why do I keep holding on...holding on

[CHORUS]

What I need is your sympathy
Like a light flowing into me
But I will never give up holding on...holding on

[CHORUS]

...my heart makes no apologies no no
my feelings turn to stone... I make no apologies

song performed by by Alanis Morissette from Now Is The Time
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Torn

My brother who once had it all,
is torn apart in ways that are just so sad
Part of him is a loose cannon ball,
the other part is the best brother I ever had

Somany nights I wonder and I cry,
what on earth have you become
In the past I used to turn a blind eye,
now I wonder how could I be so dumb

We live in this war,
my eyes shimmer in holding tears
Somany feelings I can't ignore,
Full of brotherly love but also fears

Now we must part for your killin me from within,
It's just not possible to let you stay
You where always my brother thru thick and thin,
But now I just wish you would go away...

I wish you the best..
Bye my brother..

poem by Rick Adriolo
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The Apology....

i am asking
forgiveness for the things that
i have not done,

not for the things that i
cannot do

neither shall ask an apology
for those that i have
done

for which i have carefully
taken my
stand

if i suffer
it does not really matter
upon myself
i stir.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I see them dancing around fires

I see them dancing around fires
with panga-blades in place of spears
while they are holding a séance.

More wood is thrown on the fire
while a wizard throws out his knuckle-bones
and the fire flares up with a bright ardour.

More brewed beer is poured and downed
and some more are being brewed
and the old spirits are called to appear.

Under the glowing of the golden moon
they later stand in rank and file
and pangas are put into the fire

to get magical power
as the white man has to bleed
and must be exterminated.

Who can still stand on his knees,
with eyes lifted to the Creator
while they sing Nkosi Sikelel iAfrika
asking for His blessing?

poem by Gert Strydom
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Too Many Of You

too many of you
scattered all over
my cells

the tissues of this body
call for you name

my mind is a whirlpool
taking you inside my system

my lips utter your name
my mouth wants to taste your being

all these
you are unaware like the sun

shining on the earth
the earth in ecstasy to the unknowing sun

it is here
i want to be there outside this whole mess

i cannot escape this prison of love
rising above my head like a moon of the month of March

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Blue

when the moon is full
and the night
is cold
and the trees
all but shadows

i walk on the bridge
and stand
by its side

i am a shadow too
lurking
i see this shadow
on the raging river
below

shall i loosen
my grip
on the railing
of this bridge
full moon?

poem by Antonio Liao
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Tearful Mothers!

I shed tears for the mothers
Who have borne sons to fight than to flight
and march ahead to be burnt by the raining bombs
for earning wages and posthumous medals
but swearing love for their nation.

I shed tears for the wombs
which carried these mindless suicide bombers
who do not think that their Almighty
never wants the sacrifice of their lives
but a change of mind
to fit into this secular modern world.
I shed tears for the weeping mothers
who cry for medicine for their injured kids
being caught between two teams of beasts
which maim universal values
of keeping people of all races together.

I shed tears for the unfortunate mothers
who bore Bush, Blair and Saddham.
The first two aggressors don’t have respect
for the World Body and justify the killing
of innocent people to drive out a dictator.
And the third shouts holy war
to lure the religious diehards,
assuring them places in unseen heaven
while reserving the royal palace for himself on the earth.

The mothers who deliver
maladies afflicting the people
need no praise.

poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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One More Parade

Hup, two, three, four, marching down the street
Rollin of the drums and the tramping of the feet
General salutes and the mothers wave and weep
Here comes the big parade
Dont be afraid, prices paid
One more parade
So young, so strong, so ready for the war
So willing to go and die upon a foreign shore
All march together, everybody looks the same
So there is no one you can blame
Dont be ashamed, light the flame
One more parade
Listen for the sound and listen for the noise
Listen for the thunder of the marching boys
A few years ago their guns were only toys
Here comes the big parade
Dont be afraid, prices paid
One more parade
So young, so strong, so ready for the war
So willing to go and die upon a foreign shore
All march together, everybody looks the same
So there is no one you can blame
Dont be ashamed, light the flame
One more parade
Medals on their coats and guns in their hands
Trained to kill as theyre trained to stand
Ten thousand ears need only one command
Here comes the big parade
Dont be afraid, prices paid
Dont be ashamed, wars a game
Worlds in flames, so start the parade

song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Under the same moon.

Under the same moon. (poem/storyline)

Separated by Miles,
True love strengthens by distance,
Two hands longing to be held,
Two hearts -Beating as one,

Two pairs of eyes,
See beyond the world,
The sky...Is not the sky,
The moon...Is not the moon,
The stars...Are not the stars,

But a gateway,
A runaway,
To being together,

Bonding as one,
both stare onto the clearing of the moon,
They see each other in the sky,
They stare upon it,
They feel, they realize
Their not alone, But standing face to face,
To find love under the moonlight,
Distance relives but shares the same sky,
The towns people are silent and asleep,
Only two names, one boy, one girl-
Exist as the waxing gibbous turns full,

Seconds pass by fast,
Her hand touches his heart,
His hand touches hers,
A sudden movement,
They are holding each other,
Locking hands and eyes,
Every night they visit the same moon,
Just to be with each other,
The morning slowly breaks the dark,
the sun takes over the moon,

Til' this day the moon has never gone,
But is hiding to come again every night,
to bring two together,

Years past,
the moon still never gone,
what was once a little boy, and once a little girl,
grow older,
They're skin wrinkles,
eye sight fades,
strength dims,
bones weaken,
But now together-
two look in each others eyes,
searching for the past,
for now and old woman,
and an old man,
Still holding each others hand.

That night they both go to heaven,
Together,

But as the moon shall come again,
there they will stand,
Together,
As a little boy and girl.

Holding each other,
under the same moon.

poem by Danie Babcock
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Moonspell

Breaking through the wandering clouds
the white light being spread from above
Giving me chills and making me want to sit there, all night
the full moon in all it's glory,
is calling to me, untill the morning
waiting for some attention, the wolves howl
blistering my thoughts,
the full moon's reflection in my eyes
feeling a distant sense of animality
disturbing my routine with insanity
wondering where I stand,
Looking in a lake,
the full moon reflected in my hand

poem by Yannick Hermans
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A Lost Child

The city lights are hard and cold
Beneath an unforgiving sky,
And empty faces reaffirm
The feeling that you want to die,

Along the curb the parking meters
March in single file to signify your doom;
In all these paths of tears
And streets of pain
You wish to hold her hand again,
Be hidden in her womb.

poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Lonely Soldiers

Smiles willl begin to fade,
And tears will start to flow.
When your the last one there,
and this lonely feeling begins to grow.

Lonely skeltons with lonely smiles,
Forever they will march.
They walk on through this lonely world,
With only one thing to do,
To march.

You watch them with eyes so cold,
And hands cut raw.
You join them in the lonely parade,
and you march on forever more.

The flying souls and silent nights,
Reach on till lonely hours.
All alone these soldiers will march,
Because their the lonely soldiers.

poem by Stella Andrews
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Will I

Will I miss the skies?
Will I miss the clouds?
Will I miss the ocean?
Will I miss the bay?
Will I miss the sunrise?
Will I miss the moon?
Will I miss the mountains?
Will I miss the trees?
Will I miss the city lights?
Will I miss the snow?
Will I miss the laughter?
Will I miss the jokes?
Will I miss touch?
Will I miss love?
Will I miss you?
Will i?
Will i?

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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