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A Parable

I PICKED a rustic nosegay lately,
And bore it homewards, musing greatly;
When, heated by my hand, I found
The heads all drooping tow'rd the ground.
I plac'd them in a well-cool'd glass,
And what a wonder came to pass
The heads soon raised themselves once more.
The stalks were blooming as before,
And all were in as good a case
As when they left their native place.

So felt I, when I wond'ring heard
My song to foreign tongues transferr'd.

poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Uncle Albert/admiral Halsey

Were so sorry uncle albert
Were so sorry if we caused you any pain
Were so sorry uncle albert
But theres no one left at home
And I believe Im gonna rain
Were so sorry but we havent heard a thing all day
Were so sorry uncle albert
But if anything should happen well be sure to give a ring
Were so sorry uncle albert
But we havent done a bloody thing all day
Were so sorry uncle albert
But the kettles on the boil and were so easily called away
Hand across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Hand across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Admiral halsey notified me
He had to have a berth or he couldnt get to sea
I had another look and I had a cup of tea and butter pie
(the butter wouldnt melt so I put it in the pie)
Hand across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Hand across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Live a little be a gypsy, get around(get around)
Get your feet up off the ground
Live a little, get around
Live a little be a gypsy, get around(get around)
Get your feet up off the ground
Live a little, get around
Hand across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Hand across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Ooo------------ooo-------------

song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Children

The boy cried out
Gaily on the ground
At the joy
Of something he had found
Aw, come on children, get your heads back together
Aw, come on children, get your heads back together
Aw, come on children, get your heads back together
The days are getting warmer now
The nights are getting shorter now
And you know we can make it cause you know were alive
But we dont have to take it, any way well survive
If I were you
Id throw it far away
But if you were me
Youd tell me I should stay
Aw, come on children, get your heads back together
Aw, come on children, get your heads back together
Aw, come on children, get your heads back together again
Again, again and again and again
Again, and again and again
Again, again, again

song performed by by America
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Common Ground

These are not dispassionate words of the cool
The headline still rules the editors a fool
Shall we douse out the flames or will everybody fuse
And leave us stranded here tomorrow
I heard a calling out, a cry from the heart
From the towns of cement and the beauty
A whisper its turned howl, man he didnt know
He was standing waiting for tomorrow
Nothings left, nothings found, there must be some common ground
I could never figure the calendars flow
Nor can I work out how the wild, wild wind blows
But were ready from within and were starting to go
Away from the place of no tomorrow
Nothings left, nothings found, there must be some common ground
Nothings left, (? ? ? ) I see there must be some common ground
Oh the wrecking fields are a terrible place
With a sulphurous smell and a frightening pace
And the hook goes early and the critic is king
Its hard to stay human and stand in the ring
Theres no time to be absent, a clown or a fool
While shylock is smiling were loaded like mules
If we surrender ourself to industrial rules
Well wake up in the wreckage of tomorrow
Now
Nothings left, nothings found, there must be some common ground
Nothings left, somethings found, can we see some common ground

song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Passing By

Close your eyes
Can't you see it's burning slow
Fading down the sparks of fire earth bound
Space in two
Warm beyond the love below
Close your eyes
It's time for us to go
Over our heads
Light keeps passing through
Over our heads
Lite from me to you
Falling down
Way beneath the healing skies
Rise and shine
The crying times left behind
Over our heads
All we see is true
Over our heads
Can't you see it too
Over our heads
Light keeps passing through
Over our heads
Lite from me to you

song performed by by Zero 7
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I am your Flower

a beautiful flower waved in the wind
bent with the breeze.
you came along, and, noticed it.
stooping down to kneel in the dirt,
you examined its petals
felt its delicate leaves.
you picked the flower,
broke its roots,
and placed its unchained stem into your clasped hand.

you carried the flower with you
showed it to friends, acquaintances,
made everyone take notice
of the beauty you found.
and strangely enough,
this flower did not wilt,
but remained strongly vibrant
in its glass of water
as you carefully attended to it.

yet as the year continued,
you worried and wondered
if maybe your choosing of this flower hurt it.
was it meant to be connected with the earth?
should you have stood and turned away
without choosing this flower
and picking it up for your own?
was your breaking of the stem a mistake?
should you have left it?

these questions filled your mind.
yet your flower remained vibrant and strong
in her glass of water.
confined, no, now free.
and freedom brings its own nourishment.
nourishment that cannot be found
attached to the ground.
you chose the flower above the rest,
and picked her to be yours.

will you keep me?
you have freed me.
my glass of water is refreshing.
your hand clasping my stem is enough
for me to stay and choose you
above the sun, more than the soil,
i cannot wilt if you take care of me as you have.
for a broken stem and a chosen flower
cannot be returned.

i must be kept or left to die.

poem by Lors Dilouley
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Reality Is Killing Lots Of People

reality has been killing a lot of people
those who dare sometimes they do not recover
despite the surrender
hands raised and heads bowed
reality still kills
heads hanging on the gallows
wrists cut and bubbling foams on the mouth
that case of poisoning was never incidental
it was real and true and harsh
but that is what reality does

the only thing that kills reality
is not rage
there is this submission to truth
the gentleness of acceptance
the tranquility of avowal
the simmering of guilt to the divine
the touch of the hand of God
the light eternal
that pierces the darkness of the crevices
of our souls

it is only this
when reality is dead
and you find yourself
alive
beaming with light
teeming with life
so silent in your newly found joy
still unnamed
undefined.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Welcome Home

To my native place
Bent upon returning,
Bosom all day burning
To be where my race
Well were known, 'twas much with me
There to dwell in amity.

Folk had sought their beds,
But I hailed: to view me
Under the moon, out to me
Several pushed their heads,
And to each I told my name,
Plans, and that therefrom I came.

'Did you? . . . Ah, 'tis true
I once heard, back a long time,
Here had spent his young time,
Some such man as you . . .
Good-night.' The casement closed again,
And I was left in the frosty lane.

poem by Thomas Hardy
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Prevailing Winds

Every day the increasing winds
make themselves known.
Their whistling in the trees I see
seem to have grown
stronger in intensity,
bolder everyday.
And I wonder what the flowers think
that are blooming this month of May?

Their little colorful heads
try to hold their ground.
But the winds are fiercly blowing
and their heads are turned around.
They lean towards the left first
and then towards the right.
Then something magical happens.
It becomes night.

It's like someone waved a wand
and made the winds cease.
Now those delicate flowers of May
finally feel at peace.
But peace will be short-lasting
for the winds will come again.
I know this wind has got to stop.
The flowers are asking when?

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Sing This All Together

Why don't we sing this song all together
Open our heads let the pictures come
And if we close all our eyes together
Then we will see where we all come from

Pictures of us through the steamy haze
Picture of us painted in our place

Why don't we sing this song all together
Open our heads let the pictures come
And if we close all our eyes together
Then we will see where we all come from

Why don't we sing this song all together
Open our heads let the pictures come
And if we close all our eyes together
Then we will see where we all come from

Pictures of us beating on our drum
Never stopping til the rain has come

Why don't we sing this song all together
Open our heads let the pictures come
And if we close all our eyes together
Then we will see where we all come from

song performed by by Rolling Stones from Their Satanic Majesties Request
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Hall Of Heads

Here in the hall of heads
You look through the keyhole
This is the hall of heads
One step through the doorway
Roll out that special head
This is our favorite one
Please dont try to leave
Dont leave the hall of heads
Hide underneath the porch
Hide down behind the furnace
You cant get away
You cant really hide
Once you hear the call
The song of the hall of heads
You cant run away
Your feet wont help you run
You cant run away
Out of the hall of heads

song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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The Red And Green Sky

There’s a place I’d never thought I’d show ya
It’s been so long since this space was found, as
We as people, walk with our heads firmly in the ground,
But at the end of the day your heads held up and away
So follow my steps and I’ll show you,
It’s not all the same at the end of the day, I promise you

Do you notice the sky up ahead?
“Where have all the greys and blues gone
You said, nothing looks the same”
But you’re in an unknown place,
A place with no need to name,
Underneath the red and green sky
Upon a mountain cliff, made of gold
You life played out before you,
A picture of revolving, glowing mold

Then whisked off into the sky, you left,
Whereabouts too is unknown,
Into the red and green sky you head,
Maybe being shown a brand new start
Away from the pain of life, where
Things start to make sense once again,
Now you see your life mend then blend
Into the red and green sky you went.

Returning regally re-dressed, you seem renewed,
The red and green sky did again, I thought.
As you stood, amazed by the truth, you spoke,
“Never to be the same again, never again”

We shared some strawberry wine,
To amuse ourselves
We drink to ourselves, to the sky
Underneath the red and green sky again
This is a place I’d never thought I’d show again
It’s been so long since this space was found
A place with no need to name,
Underneath the red and green sky, we came

poem by Daniel Richards
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The Sea And My Gold

With my deep eye of eyes

when each eye had tak’n to their bed,

my gold, I saw in the oth’r part of the Red Sea,

the Big Red Sea of the man Moses.

At the other side of the sea

where the sea her bank has,

I snap’d to see brave, brave heads

swimming to magnet their own gold,

but I ask’d for mine, they refus’d me.

Long I stood wond’ring why the sea

Refus’d to catch ‘em that troubl’d her;

long I stood seeing heads joyous

after having their own gold,

then I div’d to catch and catch my own gold

and that has giv’n me a forev’r gold.

poem by Eche Ononukwe
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Some Heads Are Gonna Roll

You can look to the left and
Look to the right
But you will live in danger tonite
When the enemy comes he will
Never be heard
Hell blow your mind and not say a word
Blinding lights--flashing colors
Sleepless nights
If the man with the power
Cant keep it under control
Some heads are gonna roll
Some heads are gonna roll
(repeat)
The power-mad freaks who are
Ruling the earth
Will show how little they think youre worth
With animal lust theyll
Devour your life
And slice your word to bits like a knife
One last day burning hell fire
Youre blown away
If the man with the power
Cant keep it under control
Some heads are gonna roll
Some heads are gonna roll
(repeat)
Know what its like
When youre taken for granted
There goes your life
Its so underhanded
If the man with the power
Cant keep it under control
Some heads are gonna roll
Some heads are gonna roll

song performed by by Judas Priest
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The Sweetest Sound

The sweetest sound I ever heard
Was the power of his words.
He took me out of the clutches of hell
And in my heart - he does dwell.

I found myself falling down
He picked me up off the ground
wiped me off and set me down.

I recalled many of the sermons
That my preacher had said
Of how JESUS raised
LAZARUS from the dead

If he could raise him so easily
Then helping me was a breeze
So many miracles that he had created
Left the rabbi's devastated.

But more than the rabbi's devastation
I had become so elated- that I was picked
Up in my hour of weakness and despair
'Showing me that the LORD does care.'

He cares about all that believe in him
Including the ones who had sinned
He has no preference to age or gender
If to him your heart you will surrender.

BELIEVE

poem by Louis Rams
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Sonnet IV. To Charles Diodati. (Translated From Milton)

Charles--and I say it wond'ring--thou must know
That I who once assum'd a scornful air,
And scoff'd at love, am fallen in his snare
(Full many an upright man has fallen so)
Yet think me not thus dazzled by the flow
Of golden locks, or damask cheek; more rare
The heart-felt beauties of my foreign fair;
A mien majestic, with dark brows, that show
The tranquil lustre of a lofty mind;
Words exquisite, of idioms more than one,
And song, whose fascinating pow'r might bind,
And from her sphere draw down the lab'ring Moon,
With such fire-darting eyes, that should I fill
My ears with wax, she would enchant me still.

poem by William Cowper
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Counting

fifteen heads of buffaloes
grazing on the rice fields
twenty in all are the mounds
of rice husks
this harvest season
ten heads of men bowing
down to earth
sixteen heads of women
singing a summer song
a moon still up the crown
of mahogany tree
this early morning
a lone bird flies away
from me.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Gravedancers Union

They’re modifying you in your sleep somehow;
While you sleep they’re milling around
And studying, rubbing their legs together making
The eerie chirping sounds;
They’re shedding old shells for you,
They’re coming unwound….
They’re modifying you in your sleep somehow
They’re passing you around
They can’t figure out what to do with you,
How to handle what they’ve found
They can’t figure out what….
They’re modifying you in your sleep somehow
They’ve removed the top layer of your fleshy gown,
But they cock their heads like curious dogs,
Because they still don’t know what they’ve found….
They’re modifying you in your sleep somehow,
They’re digging you a home in the ground,
They’re digging your hole in the ground,
But they’re still not quite sure what they’ve found….

And I have to say you
Look good, real good, with all of us standing around,
But whatever it is we want from you
I don’t know
I really can’t say what we’ve found….

poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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Sorry My Love

Halo, you have called, in your heart I stand
Words escape me, my strength is drained
My voice is lost, here I pour all in whisper
Two of us, heaven could have made
Hmnn, Sorry, sorry my love
My heart has hit a wall, injured and bruised
Sweet memories, in my heart engraved,
Marvelous landscapes, cool inns, stars in the sky
Cool petals are heart desires, blooming flowers willfully
Hard, I’m hit, you are engaged in two
Sorry, sorry my love, my love I’m sorry
The elevator, me stepped in, him and you I found
His fingers, in yours a ring he pushed, mine got lost
Sweet nothings brewed, out in next floor I stepped
A bull wounded, I know his gang, heads had rolled
Bye, my heart wanders in wilderness, fire blows out
You called, memories shall linger, sorry my love.

poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Warheads

Hey kid,
Wanna have some fun?
Choose a side
And, heres your gun
Brought up,
Knowing right from wrong,
Squash the meek,
Inherit the strong
Just try and,
Cross the line,
Dont even bother
To waste my time
Whats that
Look in your eyes?
Its time I cut you,
Down to size
This world aint
Big enough for two,
And Ive got my
Sights on you
Would you like to be,
Im a warhead
Youre a warhead
A warhead just like me?
Hes a warhead
Shes a warhead
Watch em scream n yell
Would you like to be,
A warhead too
When I blow them
Straight to hell
Ramboy,
Its us and them
Just like your daddy
In vietnam
Monkey see,
Monkey do,
Your boys grown up
Just like you
This world aint
Big enough for two
And Ive got my
Eye on you
Chorus
Ive seen black heads,
White heads,
Red heads,
Dead heads,
Big heads,
Shit heads,
But, theres no heads
Like warheads!

song performed by by Extreme
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What's In A Penny?

Look around
What's that you found?
A penny lying right on the ground.
That's where it will stay
probably all day.
'Cause what can a penny buy?

Used to collect them
put 'em in a jar.
'Cause pennies used to go pretty far.
Now they're just weight in my pocketbook.
So just pass it by
don't even look

To see if it's heads
or tails that's showing.
Poor Old Abe, he's not even knowing
people don't even pick him up anymore.
They just pass him by
like the freedom he wore.

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poem by Edwina Reizer
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