Sew the Seams of a Poet's Dreams
The hours and minutes
Of our minuscule existence
Are like a road map unto death
Estimated time of arrival
No one exactly knows, do you?
Time is not a race
Though material gain is
We maintain the same pace
Until the spiritual sprain hits
But we're heading to the same place
And there's only one direction you can go, do you.
As we wind on down the path
From itch to scratch to scab
With pits of ashes in our past
And smokestacks on the horizon just asking for a match
Appeased desire is the only means to ceasefire.
Freights carrying fate barreling fast
Afraid of the conductor who asks, are you up to task?
But hides behind nature's mask
Instructing you to stay on track
Don't let your train of thought be derailed
By the microscopic penny of a catastrophic detail.
Whatever is in store for your soul, don't sell out
There won't be a resale available at your nearest retail
You cannot buy time
Only bide time, by and by
Until it's bye-bye
Kafka once compared the self to an insect
I suspect he's correct
Because lately I've been feeling an awful lot
Like I'm constantly caught
In a cobweb of cause-and-effect
But this web has no e-mail
And the weaving black widow
Is an actual grieving white female
Merrily, wearily, barely, hold on tight
This locomotive life is about to crash.
The hours and minutes
That pass us by like honey-drips and shutter-clicks
Can make six-tenths of existence
Feel like it flashed us by in an instant
They sew the seams of our broken dreams
To the tapestry of reality
Or so it seems
And weld together the wrought-iron bonds
Of our interdependence
Like an infinite expanse of chain-linked fences
But you've broken off from mine
And slipped into the distance
So stripped went the senses
Equipped to my defenses
Tripping through the trenches
Betwixt two abysses
Maybe that's why I search every angle conceivable
For something other than hurt that feels vaguely believable
But nothing quite convinces
Because you're name is spoken in vain
And coldly engraved
Not in stone but in past tenses.
The man who tells you that these things are gauged
By an omniscient sage
Or a wise-guy in the sky who collects
Down-payments of age
Is a pupil of the ancient vision
Built from blatant superstition
Holding on to a figment of hindsight
That plays tricks on the pigment
To the blind spots in your mind's eye
It's the mental equivalent
Of a pygmy 'pulling your leg' so hard
That they hyperextend your ligament
You see, this maternal earth favors no eternal worth
We're all alone inside a loan
And all we know is all we own
That may be bad news to you
But that's the only sad truth that strikes me as legitimate.
The other day while sky gazing
I noticed two sheep-shaped clouds grazing
In a heavenwide celestial pasture
And it got me woolgathering.
I guess I shouldn't have worn
My jacket of fleece to the wolf's gathering
We stand at the withering tree of memory
And wonder why you had to leave
I attempt to howl at the full moon
It scowls back at an empty me.
poem by Joe Cabrera
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Parting Is Such Empty Sorrow
Parting is such an empty sorrow
Yet there is always a sweet tomorrow
There is such a pain within my heart
When that time comes that we must part
And the minutes and hours that slipped away
Were taken for granted day by day
Until the time comes when you have to leave
And I'm left standing with my heart on my sleeve
Can there really be a sweet tomorrow?
My heart wonders as it fills with sorrow
I just never know if I will see you again
Which is why my heart feels such pain
There is an agony in long good-byes
And tears fall from swollen eyes
And in my heart you're never far away
Absence makes the heart grow fonder, or so they say
But time and distance fogs the mind
And the best that memories do is to rewind
And think again of times gone past
And time with you that went too fast
All that counts is the here and now
And time is not defied, all must bow
To the incoming tide and perpetual waves
That inevitably leads us to our graves
So live in the now, each minute each day
Pray to the Lord to show you the way
Of a heart wide open and ready to give
Of a heart full of love always ready to forgive
Soar with the eagles, run with the bulls
Adorn your heart with incredible jewels
Of love and joy and peace of mind
Let men look to you, these things to find
Then time will simply be a means to an end
Space for all manner of fences to mend
And when we pass over and time is no more
We shall stand and gaze from eternities shore
poem by Frank McEleny
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Love..45460
Smile as a brand new day approaches o'er the horizon the and one by one the stars in the sky slowly fade to nothing and the once black sky replaced by white clouds and bluer skies as young hearts beats wiiild and full of passion in these eyes in your eyes looks of beauty and sweetness as seconds tick away and the rest of an hours go by like the soft winds as birds fly by that sun rises getting bri
ghter and hotter warming this soul of mine as that cold breeze sends chills down my spine clouds go by voice off into the distance or screams of my mind i dont know thoughts a thought of you a thought in your smile time goes by time after time hours pass ther sun begins to set o'er the horizon all over again as it always does nite quickly is fallin and again stars pop into existence bright and beautiful i think back to that thought in her smile in your smile the winds pick up again i look up into the lonliness a shooting star streaks by i dont make a wish a smile forms in my mind i look back up for a long time as i am lost in thought the day is over.... my heart beats i think back to a wish.......and id wish to spend...everymoment with you.........nuff said
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Train Of Thought
When youre talkin in your sleep,
And the name that you whisper aint mine
And Ive finally faced the fact
That youre cheatin on me one more time
When my anger starts to rumble
And my steam starts to rise
And the wheels keep turning
Faster as I think of all your lies
Oh that train of thought runnin right on time
But its off the track and Im losing my mind
cause the way you used me
Gonna drive me insane honey
Say youll never leave me
For gods sake stop the train
Oh the camel back is broken
By the one extra straw added on
And a woman cant see reason
When her last ray of sunshine is gone
Theres a finger on the trigger
And that locomotive sound
And I think how much I love you
And I turn the gun around
Oh that train of thought runnin right on time
But its off the track and Im losing my mind
And you hold me the last time
As I try to explain, honey
Dont feel bad about me
I just had to stop this train
Gotta get off, gotta get off
Gotta get off, gotta get off (woo-woo)
Gotta get off, gotta get off
This train of thought (woo-woo)
Gotta get off, gotta get off (woo-woo)
Gotta get off, gotta get off
The train of thought (woo-woo)
song performed by by Cher
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Live And Let Live
You been holding back
And I know you're afraid to feel
Some one hurt you long ago
And the wounds just did not heal
You never shed a tear
You had to keep control
So the wounds kept spreading
Until they got down in your soul
Don't you think it's time
Time to forgive
Leave the past behind
Live and let live
Been holding onto anger
Now it's got a hold on you
And bitterness keeps growing
Affecting everything you do
Time to break the chains
You could slip them off today
It's time to make some changes
Before your whole life slips away
Don't you think it's time
Time to forgive
Leave the past behind
Live and let live
Don't you think it's time
Time to forgive
Leave the past behind
Live and let live
Don't you think it's time
Time to forgive
Leave the past behind
Live and let live
song performed by by Jefferson Starship
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What's The Hurry Down Here
Everyone is in such a hurry seemingly with no time to think how fast,
People In such a rush to get nowhere in a time that won't even last.
This time is fleeting by so quickly and your fate has long been cast,
And today's time that you treat so quickly is tomorrow's empty past.
Rushing around like there's no tomorrow, where will your tomorrow be?
This is a thought you need time to ponder as you approach eternity.
Time in eternity will be much different as rushing it won't require,
One immediate concern however is, will you be in Glory or the fire?
The fate of eternity has been sealed in a place that is much higher,
But God has left your final destination up to your very own desire.
This is where our programmed haste needs to be put on hold for sure,
For although life on earth is brief eternity will go on forevermore.
Friend we are both alike in that we are both created and are mortal,
But earthly things will pass away as we go through an eternal portal.
It doesn't matter where you choose to go as a body will be prepared,
But the lasting differences between two choices can not be compared.
The wise that chose Heaven will reap eternal reward from labors past,
But empty darkness awaits the fool in fire that will eternally last.
Satan wants you to be preoccupied so that you're eternally ensnared,
But God has furnished witnesses so you're not eternally unprepared.
(Copyright © 05/2003)
Running Out Of Time
Been around this world so many times
If you could only see my mind
I watch my secret heaven turn to hell
Faith alone has guided me
The ghost of my own destiny
I haven't even got a soul to sell
All the thing I put me through
I wouldn't wish my hell on you
You'll never know what's going on inside
Just another lonely broken hero
Picking up the pieces of my mind
Running out of faith and hope and reason
I'm running out of time
Running out of time
Trouble always seems find
A way to live inside my mind
My haunted head and me remain alone
Underneath my masqerade
A simple man who's so afraid
I try to find a light to guide me home
Momma please just hold me tight
Feeling so afraid tonight
Cause your the only one that really knows
Just another lonely broken hero
Picking up the pieces of my mind
Running out of faith and hope and reason
I'm running out of time
Running out of time
Fighting for my sanity
Many nights of tragedy
Got to leave my Wretched ways behind
Just another lonely broken hero
Picking up the pieces of my mind
Running out of fate and hope and reason
I'm running out of time
Running out of time
I'm running out of time
Running out of time
[spoken:]
Underneath my masquerade
a simple who's still afraid
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne from Down To Earth
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Itch and Scratch
You’re just like an itch
that keeps coming back.
Every time I itch
I have to scratch, scratch, scratch.
Just like a train
on a railroad track
You go away today
and tomorrow come back.
Try taking an aeroplane
instead of a car,
then hop on a rocket
to a distant star.
You’re just like an itch
that keeps coming back.
Every time I itch
I have to scratch, scratch, scratch.
And just like an itch
you’ve got under my skin,
this is a situation
that I just can’t win.
Please give me a break
and get off my back.
Get out of here
and don’t come back.
You’re just like an itch
that keeps coming back.
Every time I itch
I have to scratch, scratch, scratch.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Live & Let Live
You been holding back
And I know youre afraid to feel
Some one hurt you long ago
And the wounds just did not heal
You never shed a tear
You had to keep control
So the wounds kept spreading
Until they got down in your soul
Dont you think its time
Time to forgive
Leave the past behind
Live and let live
Been holding onto anger
Now its got a hold on you
And bitterness keeps growing
Affecting everything you do
Time to break the chains
You could slip them off today
Its time to make some changes
Before your whole life slips away
Dont you think its time
Time to forgive
Leave the past behind
Live and let live
Dont you think its time
Time to forgive
Leave the past behind
Live and let live
Dont you think its time
Time to forgive
Leave the past behind
Live and let live
song performed by by Jefferson Starship
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London Stone
WHEN you come to London Town,
(Grieving-grieving!)
Bring your flowers and lay them down
At the place of grieving.
When you come to London Town,
(Grieving-grieving!)
Bow your head and mourn your own,
With the others grieving.
For those minutes, let it wake
(Grieving-grieving!)
All the empty-heart and ache
That is not cured by grieving.
For those minutes, tell no lie:
(Grieving-grieving!)
'Grave, this is thy victory;
And the sting of death is grieving.'
Where's our help, from earth or heaven,
(Grieving-grieving!)
To comfort us for what we've given,
And only gained the grieving.
Heaven's too far and earth too near,
(Grieving-grieving!)
But our neighbour's standing here,
Grieving as we're grieving.
What's his burden every day?
(Grieving-grieving!)
Nothing man can count or weigh,
But loss and love's own grieving.
What is the tie betwixt us two
(Grieving-grieving!)
That must last our whole lives through?
'As I suffer, so do you.'
That may ease the grieving.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Roads To Madness
Most of this is memory now
Ive gone too far to turn back now
Im not quite what I thought I was but
Then again Im maybe more
The blood-words promised, Ive spoken
Releasing the names from the circle
Maybe I can leave here now and, o
Transcend the boundaries
For now Im standing here
Im awaiting this grand transition
The future is but past forgotten
On the road to madness
Times measure rusts as it crawls
I see its face in the looking glass - stop
This screaming laughter hides, the pain of its reality
Black, the door was locked I opened
And now Ive paid that price ten-fold over
Knowledge - was it worth such torment, oh
To see the far side of shadow
And still Im standing here
Im awaiting this grand transition
Im a fool in search of wisdom
And Im on the road to madness
Yes, Im on the road to madness
Im awaiting endlessly
Pounding rhythms echo me
Wont you take me somewhere far beyond the void
And still Im standing here
Im awaiting this grand transition
Maybe one day, oh Ill meet you, and well
Walk the roads to madness
Yes, were on the road to madness
Oh, I think theyve come to take me
I hear the voice, but theres no-one to see
I cant scream, too late its time
Stay on the course to pass
Youll never find the answer
To a place where darkened angels
Seemed lost and never found
Scream to see the light of
Forming figures fast behind you
Lay the past in the wind to spin
And your fate will sail beyond the open plains
Sail with angels onward
Live or die for the chosen one said
Saber sights cast a spell behind you
And they lock in all around
Free the scene insider
Never looking back to find why
Ride a course till the end of time
And youll stand atop the gate
Laying waste in a path recited
Fighting force wont avenge the guided black wing
Oh, electric might poses fright inside me
Seeing light at the end of sight reminds me
Ive passed away
song performed by by Queensryche
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Swimming The Past Time
Disappear between the space of dust
In a smoke, within the light
Time moves in any speed
Continuously without tired no rest
In a chime of turbulence
Swimming back to the past
For the broad river back to early creek
Unfold the memories of past ages
In the album of experience, our old life
Reversing tears back to enter the eyes
Revisiting old smiles back on lips one more time
Wandering all before just before now
Still, we moving forward heading toward the future
Toward the estuary, swimming follow the flowing time
Moving back or in front, physical still here
Wandering, facing the stream only our mind
All good, bad now a past scenery along the time river
We heading to estuary to be as a part of wise ocean
Till time sending our final destiny to the sea
Another scenery of cry or happy we will feel and see
Just to move forward, forgive, learn to gain from past
Nothing to waste because time moves in any speed
So i will let my tears flow and smiles glow
Live these beautiful feelings in my life
For all time, as i know
Soon we will have no more
to hold each other (time and life)
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Having a break from 'Rise from Ashes' theme
and trying write something like 'Swimming the past time'
A poem that i done as i felt how fast time disappear...
just wrote it and post it
Life walking within time, and time never stop walking
and moves in any speed..so just bring your life some cheers
in everyday even it's hard...or not _Unwritten Soul
poem by Unwritten Soul
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Waiting For Waiting's Sake
Waiting is more of a feeling than a state or being
When you wait it's not really time spent that weighs on you
IT's really the purpose or reason and the place you wait too
Waiting never is waiting even when it's 5 or 10 or 20 hours or more
It becomes waiting when you feel impatient
When you feel you can no longer wait
That is truly when you being to wait
And wait for waiting's sake
It always seems like more minutes more time
More time is what makes it weigh more, but it's a change
In emotion basically an enigma
It is not even what you do as you wait
If anything at all, it strangely is just the
Feeling. Consider when you simply stare at the
Clouds for hours, you wait and wait
Watch the clouds' gait
But not even a minute passes not in your mind
Not any second is wasted of left behind
But waiting 2 simple minutes is waiting
When you let emotions take hold
Even asked to wait another second is brazen and bold
So you see it is only that emotion
Only that feeling, desire for resolution and restitution
It's funny how we are not controlled by
States or circumstances
Mere happenstance
But rather we are controlled by character, emotion, our feeling
No state of the world can change them
It is only when
We allow our perceptions to change, it is only then
Circumstance even affects us, it only happens when we let it
And so I say when we wait and don't feel waiting
It is not waiting at all, no matter how much time
I realize I feel nothing, no sense of waiting not when I rhyme
I lose perception of time and so I have unlimited time
To write and write and write each and every single
Time I wait and even I wait for waiting's sake
poem by David Knox
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To his Watch, When He Could Not Sleep
Uncessant Minutes, whil'st you move
you tell
The time that tells our life, which
though it run
Never so fast or farr, you'r new
begun
Short steps shall overtake; for though life well
May scape his own Account, it shall not yours,
You are Death's Auditors, that both divide
And summ what ere that life inspir'd endures
Past a beginning, and through you we bide
The doom of Fate, whose unrecall'd Decree
You date, bring, execute; making what's new,
Ill and good, old, for as we die in you,
You die in Time, Time in Eternity.
poem by Edward Herbert
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My Soul And I
Stand still, my soul, in the silent dark
I would question thee,
Alone in the shadow drear and stark
With God and me!
What, my soul, was thy errand here?
Was it mirth or ease,
Or heaping up dust from year to year?
'Nay, none of these!'
Speak, soul, aright in His holy sight
Whose eye looks still
And steadily on thee through the night
'To do His will!'
What hast thou done, O soul of mine,
That thou tremblest so?
Hast thou wrought His task, and kept the line
He bade thee go?
Aha! thou tremblest!--well I see
Thou 'rt craven grown.
Is it so hard with God and me
To stand alone?
Summon thy sunshine bravery back,
O wretched sprite!
Let me hear thy voice through this deep and black
Abysmal night.
What hast thou wrought for Right and Truth,
For God and Man,
From the golden hours of bright-eyed youth
To life's mid span?
What, silent all! art sad of cheer?
Art fearful now?
When God seemed far and men were near,
How brave wert thou!
Ah, soul of mine, thy tones I hear,
But weak and low,
Like far sad murmurs on my ear
They come and go.
I have wrestled stoutly with the Wrong,
And borne the Right
From beneath the footfall of the throng
To life and light.
'Wherever Freedom shivered a chain,
God speed, quoth I;
To Error amidst her shouting train
I gave the lie.'
Ah, soul of mine! ah, soul of mine!
Thy deeds are well:
Were they wrought for Truth's sake or for thine?
My soul, pray tell.
'Of all the work my hand hath wrought
Beneath the sky,
Save a place in kindly human thought,
No gain have I.'
Go to, go to! for thy very self
Thy deeds were done
Thou for fame, the miser for pelf,
Your end is one!
And where art thou going, soul of mine?
Canst see the end?
And whither this troubled life of thine
Evermore doth tend?
What daunts thee now? what shakes thee so?
My sad soul say.
'I see a cloud like a curtain low
Hang o'er my way.
'Whither I go I cannot tell
That cloud hangs black,
High as the heaven and deep as hell
Across my track.
'I see its shadow coldly enwrap
The souls before.
Sadly they enter it, step by step,
To return no more.
'They shrink, they shudder, dear God! they kneel
To Thee in prayer.
They shut their eyes on the cloud, but feel
That it still is there.
'In vain they turn from the dread Before
To the Known and Gone;
For while gazing behind them evermore
Their feet glide on.
'Yet, at times, I see upon sweet pale faces
A light begin
To tremble, as if from holy places
And shrines within.
'And at times methinks their cold lips move
With hymn and prayer,
As if somewhat of awe, but more of love
And hope were there.
'I call on the souls who have left the light
To reveal their lot;
I bend mine ear to that wall of night,
And they answer not.
'But I hear around me sighs of pain
And the cry of fear,
And a sound like the slow sad dropping of rain,
Each drop a tear!
'Ah, the cloud is dark, and day by day
I am moving thither
I must pass beneath it on my way--
God pity me!--whither?'
Ah, soul of mine! so brave and wise
In the life-storm loud,
Fronting so calmly all human eyes
In the sunlit crowd!
Now standing apart with God and me
Thou art weakness all,
Gazing vainly after the things to be
Through Death's dread wall.
But never for this, never for this
Was thy being lent;
For the craven's fear is but selfishness,
Like his merriment.
Folly and Fear are sisters twain
One closing her eyes.
The other peopling the dark inane
With spectral lies.
Know well, my soul, God's hand controls
Whate'er thou fearest;
Round Him in calmest music rolls
Whate'er thou Nearest.
What to thee is shadow, to Him is day,
And the end He knoweth,
And not on a blind and aimless way
The spirit goeth.
Man sees no future,--a phantom show
Is alone before him;
Past Time is dead, and the grasses grow,
And flowers bloom o'er him.
Nothing before, nothing behind;
The steps of Faith
Fall on the seeming void, and find
The rock beneath.
The Present, the Present is all thou hast
For thy sure possessing;
Like the patriarch's angel hold it fast
Till it gives its blessing.
Why fear the night? why shrink from Death;
That phantom wan?
There is nothing in heaven or earth beneath
Save God and man.
Peopling the shadows we turn from Him
And from one another;
All is spectral and vague and dim
Save God and our brother!
Like warp and woof all destinies
Are woven fast,
Linked in sympathy like the keys
Of an organ vast.
Pluck one thread, and the web ye mar;
Break but one
Of a thousand keys, and the paining jar
Through all will run.
O restless spirit! wherefore strain
Beyond thy sphere?
Heaven and hell, with their joy and pain,
Are now and here.
Back to thyself is measured well
All thou hast given;
Thy neighbor's wrong is thy present hell,
His bliss, thy heaven.
And in life, in death, in dark and light,
All are in God's care
Sound the black abyss, pierce the deep of night,
And He is there!
All which is real now remaineth,
And fadeth never
The hand which upholds it now sustaineth
The soul forever.
Leaning on Him, make with reverent meekness
His own thy will,
And with strength from Him shall thy utter weakness
Life's task fulfil;
And that cloud itself, which now before thee
Lies dark in view,
Shall with beams of light from the inner glory
Be stricken through.
And like meadow mist through autumn's dawn
Uprolling thin,
Its thickest folds when about thee drawn
Let sunlight in.
Then of what is to be, and of what is done,
Why queriest thou?
The past and the time to be are one,
And both are now!
poem by John Greenleaf Whittier
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Hold On
Dont rush me just this once
I want to make this moment last
Slow down the pace, theres no hurry
I cant let another pass me by again
Let me be the one to say when Ive had enough
Just let me close my eyes, memorize
The way things are this minute
So when youre gone I can go on
If memory can hold within it what Im feeling
Should time try fading or stealing something away
Chorus:
Hold on, nothings the same
Tell me why I feel this way
Life wouldnt be worth living without you
All along Ive been the pretender
But now thats gone forever
Nobodys ever loved me like you do
Nobodys broken through
Got to concentrate, file away
Every last detail
Dont want to lost whats going down
I want to remember everything Im feeling
Should time try fading or stealing something away
Chorus
song performed by by Santana
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Time
Friend, as the moments tick away, we can see the end of another day,
And as time continues marching on, soon we see another year is gone.
Friend, time for no one will stand still, but it continues on by God’s will.
And time each day does not change, for every man it stays the same.
All time by God has one set pace, for every man in this human race.
The only thing that varies friend, is your own beginning and your end,
That single day of your own birth, the very day you arrived on earth.
And the day that you shall depart, from this place you had your start.
At that point again time will be, the same for all throughout eternity.
The length of time you will endure, is the time will call forevermore.
Once in eternity you have a start, you will find that you won’t depart.
Throughout eternity there is no end, this truth is fact for all my friend.
The length of the coming eternity, is the end of any and all similarity.
There is one of two places friend, where in eternity you shall spend.
For when all men from earth depart, they leave with a different heart.
Your time on the earth can not be, compared at all with your eternity.
For when your time on earth is done, you’ll see darkness or The Son.
Friend, Hell is that special place, so men don’t have to see God’s face.
Since the darkness was their delight, God made for them eternal night.
If Christ has saved you from the night, you will enter His Eternal Light.
For those who do believe in Christ, for them, God offers Eternal Life.
All other men upon their last breath, shall descend into eternal death.
For unbelievers there is no return, from the fire that will eternally burn.
In the time you have left on earth, you need to experience a new birth.
For when your time does pass away, where you go you will go to stay.
Ballad for the Forgotten Workers
down by the river, down on the street,
past the empty factory buildings,
smokestacks that no longer smoke.
past the run down tenements,
past the vacant store fronts.
to fires that dont burn, and...
...engines that dont stroke.
down the road, leaving the city behind,
there's miles and miles of fields,
stone silent and turning brown.
tractors rusting in the sun,
a bucket by the well...
old house lies empty, falling down.
the sea of hands lost forever;
red and white, brown, and black.
headstones in the parking lots,
but they're never coming back.
built your cities, built your country,
plowed your fields, fed your hungry.
thrown away in your quest for power...
but their names mark the hours!
(steel workers, no more steel!
teachers, no more books!
farmers in the food lines,
no carpenters, no cooks.
cotton mills moved to Asia,
we cant even make tables and chairs.
no time clocks and no paychecks, ...
... nobody really cares!)
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Veils & Visions
I crash so hard
Fall so low
Just when things look right
That's when you know that I'm alone
I take the chance
To lose it all
Take a look around me
And you'll see where I have stalled
This is the last time that I'm sayin'
And here's the end
Of the night
Of the line
Won't somebody save me?
Here's the time
Time for more
Time for everything and anything
It's alright
It's alright
And we go on and on and on and on again
The rooms on fire
You lock the door
Your new way of thinking will not get
Me off the floor
Take this time
To take a fall
I've given you my best
And now you won't see that at all
This is the last time that I'm sayin'
And here's the end
Of the night
Of the line
Won't somebody save me?
Here's the time
Time for more
Time for everything and anything
It's alright
It's alright
And we go on and on and on and on again
Back beat
Everybody is changing
I'm so stuck and you are amazing
This is my low
You are the reason
Live to be numb
My fall is the season
Inhale the bullshit
Makes my skin itch but it gets me lit
Don't ya wish that the pieces fit
Like when we were kids
You can't bide lost time
Can't bide lost time
You can't bide lost time
Can't bide yours and mine
You can't bide lost time
Can't bide lost time
You can't bide lost time
Can't bide yours and mine
Mine
Here's the end
Of the night
Of the line
Won't somebody save me?
Here's the time
Time for more
Time for everything and anything
It's alright
It's alright
And we go on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on again
song performed by by Zebrahead
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Elders and friends
I was reminded often
By elders and friends even
Don't choose unknown path
And never dive in deep water for bath
I used to feel bad about untimely advice
As it was not needed to keep up the promises
Who knew and what may be needed for action?
I accepted in principle but reserved reaction
For all these years I had grown under protective custody
I had kind parent, brothers, sisters and above all powerful almighty
Yet something pinched me and reminded all the times
Where was I heading for in aimless direction sometimes?
I went in search for the solution
It struck mind with internal resolution
Life is not meant for eating and passing time
It has to have some meaning all the times
I sat on railway track and continued
Until arrival of train broke the chain and discontinued
I witnessed the passing of train with thick smoke in air
Suddenly it struck me with the solution and it seemed fair
The last wagon was becoming smaller and smaller
Until it disappeared in horizon little later
I could trace only two tracks for observation
They were all meant for me to find out real situation
Yes life is full of good and bad tracks
That can never meet even if something is at stake
One can pass on single track for fulfillment of mission
One should be clearly choose between emission or omission
Life has to disintegrate in specified but uncertain terms
No one knows about it or when may be actual turn?
It is all that we forecast and leave it to the fate
Pray daily for it to be smooth soon or late
I have felt full satisfaction
As there is no doubt for any of the action
It is individual's choice
To keep self ready without any noise
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Valentines 05
I never would have let you in, if I woulda knew bout this wirlwind, you had me in
As spins over and over and over and over again
thought you were my bestfriend
It had been 4 1/2 years and the past 4 were the happiest
How could you let this shit happen?
we had more than just passion and a high sense of fashion
and we connected through rappin
Planned to live happily ever after
Husband and wife together
Thought we were so right together
Guess not if I had to write this letter
Hope you two have a happy life together
I shouldn't have had the time to write this ryhme on Valentine's Day
You shoulda been mine
Holdin me tight, lovin me right on Valentine's Day
why you aint come home last night?
This is a shitty life
Im tired of tryin, tired of cryin
Its about time to say goodbye
Fed up wit the lonely nights
You should have been by my side, lovin me right on Valentine's Day
2x's
Prayed at night to get it right
for you and I
Seemed like no matter how hard I tried
You I could never satisfy
Maybe I was no longer your type
Too bad though I thought you were mine
Yea it hurt deep inside, I cant lie
Not even in pen and paper will i deny
Guess the love we shared was bound to die
Your true colors were shown more than twice
You never tried to make any place a home
Guess thats why you had to roam
Temptation is a bitch
and I woulda let it go
but you couldnt get pass scatchin that itch
wit that broke down hoe
I found the pictures had to laugh at the bitch
I got way more than ass on that bitch
She's over 30 and she dirty dont know the half of your shit
and she cant even have your kids
told you bout karma its a bitch
I've been much calmer since
you been gone, I'm not angry
that's not the tone of this song
But since I had time to write that poem on Valentine's Day
And I held on a 1 1/2 pass Valentine's Day
felt it was right to speak my mind
No love lost with you and I
no one's perfect but you know I tried
Just lettin it go those feelings inside
Love you for life word is pride
But I think back on those lonely nights
And it only made me stronger so I could fight
Keep it tight and hold it down for Mr.Right
I shouldn't have had the time to write this ryhme on Valentine's Day
You shoulda been mine
Holdin me tight, lovin me right on Valentine's Day
why you aint come home last night?
This is a shitty life
Im tired of tryin, tired of cryin
Its about time to say goodbye
Fed up wit the lonely nights
You should have been by my side, lovin me right on Valentine's Day
2x's
poem by Juanita Richardson
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