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n the Dock

I
The pale brunette
was asked to stand
and hear the verdict read.
One life hung in the balance,
one girl already dead….

Thumbs down,
and she would
be remanded.
grey days
in a prison drear.

Thumbs up
and she would
be restored
to those who held her dear.

Shifting slightly
from foot to foot.
She scarcely dared to breathe
The heart imprisoned in her breast
fairly bursting to be free..

Absolvo or Condemno
which would the verdict be?
The defendant was Amanda Knox
this day would see her free.

poem by John F. McCullagh
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Thumbs Up For Peace

See me sad
Touch me glad
Feel me...
not all too soon

Life is here to play
Love has passed our way
Never will it stop
unless it's hitch hiked
by our hearts

Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!

Backpack all our dreams
'Forget Me Not' their seeds
Plant some on the way
Love came by to stay

Bless our hands that plant
Eyes that feel to plow
Cultivate with hope
Tomorrows Sun will rise
for our gloomy nights surprise

Happily will clouds be overcast
Welcoming its fruitful rain to last
Blossoms will the smiley Sun reward
together will Lost hearts beat
love ever forward

Rally up our lonesome selves
be hitched with friends
all the world be of loving Elves

Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!

War will end its evil sound
with Loves ride upon Earths
Peaceful sacred ground

Not all too soon to
heart pack and lease

Hitch we must ride for
Ever lasting Peace

All together NOW ~
All together NOW ~
All together....

Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!

all aboard who's
coming aboard

Peace right NOW!
Peace right NOW!

Ride for Peace

Right NOW! ! !

Yes, John Lennon,
We all hear what you
were singing is,

'Give Peace A Chance'

Comments from Louie:
However created, all Life on Earth be faithfully Loved.

Contemporary solutions for Peace are complex.
Spiritually prescribed are lyric prosody in search of
impassioned voices of Love and Empathy.
Please celebrate this poem's debut here.
Together, with 'Thumbs Up For Peace',
We can and 'Will Voice' it to happen,

For Our All Mighty Love for it,
Please let it be, NOW!

poem by Louie Levy
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Caged

You have imprisoned me, my dear
That I am now caught in you
Caged my thoughts have become
I am driven to distraught
In this place I am being kept within
By you sweet dear mistress
Are you even content with this
Having me held, imprisoned
Would you not think to set me free
That I may eat, drink, sleep
But no you have me held fast
Keep me kept within you
How beautiful a torment you are
Why would I wish to be free
Perhaps this is a madness
And for all that is being said
Is a madness in itself

poem by Matthew Holloway
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Thumbs Up For Peace

'See me also sad
Touch me glad -
Feel me...not all too soon'

Life is here to play
Love has passed our way
Never will it stop
unless it's hitch hiked
by our hearts

Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!

Backpack all our dreams
'Forget Me Not' their seeds
Plant some on the way
Love came by to stay

Bless our hands that plant
Eyes that feel to plow
Cultivate with hope
Tomorrows Sun will rise
for our gloomy nights surprise

Happily will clouds be overcast
Welcoming its fruitful rain to last
Blossoms will the smiley Sun reward
together will lost hearts
beat their love ever forward

Rally up our lonesome selves
be hitched with friends -
all the world be of loving Elves

Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs Up!

War will end its evil sound
with Loves ride upon Earths
Peaceful sacred ground

Not all too soon to -
heart pack and lease

Hitch we must ride for
'Ever Lasting Peace'

All together NOW ~
All together NOW ~
All together....

Thumbs Up, Thumbs Up,
Peace with thumbs UP!

all aboard who's
coming aboard

Peace right NOW!
Peace right NOW!

Ride for Peace
Right NOW! ! !

Yes, John Lennon,
We all hear what you
were all singing; is -

Give Peace A Chance'

© Copyright Louie Levy, California, USA
All rights reserved

* Comments from Louie:
However created, all Life on Earth be faithfully Loved.
Contemporary solutions for Peace are complex.
Spiritually prescribed are lyric prosody in search of
impassioned voices of Love and Empathy. Please
celebrate this poem's debut here. Together, with

'Thumbs Up For Peace',

We can and 'Will Voice' it to happen,
For our 'All Mighty Love' for it,
Please Let It Be, Now!

poem by Louie Levy
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I Wait For The Verdict

I wait for the verdict
As so many do at my age-
Will I escape again?
Or will this time be the real one?

One day the verdict will come
I pray it is not now
It may be.

If it is
All my life will change
And much which has meaning now
I will have no time for-

Perhaps worse
I may cease caring about almost everything

I don't know-
I wait-

The verdict will come
And I will see what to do with it then.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Is Bliss then, such Abyss

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Is Bliss then, such Abyss,
I must not put my foot amiss
For fear I spoil my shoe?

I'd rather suit my foot
Than save my Boot—
For yet to buy another Pair
Is possible,
At any store—

But Bliss, is sold just once.
The Patent lost
None buy it any more—
Say, Foot, decide the point—
The Lady cross, or not?
Verdict for Boot!

poem by Emily Dickinson
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Under My Thumb

Under my thumbs the girl who once had me down
Under my thumbs the girl who once had me down
Under my thumbs the girl who once pushed me around
Under my thumbs the girl who once pushed me around
Its down to me, the diffrence in the clothes she wears
Its down to me, the diffrence in the clothes she wears
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
Under my thumbs a squirming dog whos just had her day
Under my thumbs a squirming dog whos just had her day
Under my thumbs a girl who has just changed her ways
Under my thumbs a girl who has just changed her ways
Its down to me, the way she does what shes told
Its down to me, the way she does what shes told
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
Under my thumbs a siamese cat of a girl
Under my thumbs a siamese cat of a girl
Under my thumb shes the sweetest pet in the world
Under my thumb shes the sweetest pet in the world
Its down to me, the way she does what shes told
Its down to me, the way she does what shes told
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
Under my thumb her eyes are just kept to herself
Under my thumb her eyes are just kept to herself
Under my thumb, well, I can still look at someone else
Under my thumb, well, I can still look at someone else
Its down to me, the way she talks when shes spoken to
Its down to me, the way she talks when shes spoken to
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb
Its down to me, the change has come, shes under my thumb

song performed by by Who
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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You Hung Me

It's dead, it'd dead you killed it all
you fucked me over, you watched me fall
the life you sucked right out of me
dead you hung me from tree.

My blood spills out onto the ground
it screams, it cries without a sound
there is no victory here for me
dead you hung me from a tree.

You can run but you can't hide
you'll try to say it's suicide
torn apart for all to see
dead you hung me from a tree.

I'll prove to you your world is wrong
your power has gone on way to long
watch my body swing so free
dead you hung me from a tree.

Free from you I find my peace
in a grave that's six feet deep
the cage unlocked, I found the key
dead you hung me from a tree.

poem by CJA Anderson
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County Court

At county court they surprised me for the matter,
The verdict I laughed at, the verdict was fatter.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Straw Foot

I guess you didnt hear me
When I told you for the first time
Well dont you worry
It wont be the last
All I need a floorboard
An a wooden shoe
Step aside an let my lady through
Hey foot, straw foot
Low we lay em down
Hey foot, straw foot
Up an back around
See the high priest
He took my place
When the judge looks to me
He saw his sons face
Not gonna join you in
Your tower of babble, boy
Tired o that talkin
Im sick o that noise
Hey foot, straw foot
Low we lay em down
Hey foot, straw foot
Coverin ground
Im not alone
An looks can be deceivin
When we get down to it
Youre talkin when you
Should be leavin
Ive been to nebraska
It reminded me of spain
All the questions loaded
All my answers same
Hey foot, straw foot
Low we lay em down
Hay foot, straw foot
Coverin ground
Let us not mince our words
Lets say it true this time
I need your forgiveness
Just like you need mine
Tell me how it is that
You dont want what hes given
It aint no sin son
To be forgiven
Hey foot, straw foot
Low we lay em down
Hey foot, straw foot
All over town

song performed by by 16 Horsepower
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Lawyer

When the jury files in to deliver a verdict after weeks of direct and cross examinations, hot clashes
of lawyers and cool decisions of the judge,
There are points of high silence--twiddling of thumbs is at an end--bailiffs near cuspidors take fresh
chews of tobacco and wait--and the clock has a chance for its ticking to be heard.
A lawyer for the defense clears his throat and holds himself ready if the word is "Guilty" to enter
motion for a new trial, speaking in a soft voice, speaking in a voice slightly colored with bitter wrongs
mingled with monumental patience, speaking with mythic Atlas shoulders of many preposterous,
unjust circumstances.

poem by Carl Sandburg
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A foot soldier

When I was hurt & lost someone dear
I did go on because I am a foot soldier

When the going got tough with nothing to gear
I did go on because I am a foot soldier

when the faith felt small & doubts really bigger
I did go on because I am a foot soldier

When the sky was dark & nothing seemed near
I did go on because I am a foot soldier

when the wounds were hurting with no immediate cure
I did go on because I am a foot soldier

when the hopes were grim & nothing was clear
I did go on because I am a foot soldier

When storms came hard striking some fear
I did go on because I am a foot soldier

I fought & fought & I fought till the victory was sure
Yes, I could do it because I am a foot soldier

poem by Ameya Deshpande
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To Fiddle With A Nothing To Do To Get Done

Early in my life,
I became inquisitive about it.
And I am glad it has not stopped.
With a developing of many interests.

So happy am I,
My curiosities I have not dropped.
Some who have retired,
Seem to have done it from living life.

Only to have one interest...
As a routine until that ends.
And with nothing else in which to depend...
Can be,
And is...
A boring existence.

And to become bored with a life that still exists,
I can not imagine it.

Constantly there are changes made.
And those who once believed a stability meant,
Doing one thing that defined a normalcy...
May find themselves and that normalcy,
As outdated as one accepting...
A stability one perceived would stay forever.
And a forever,
Is just not meant to be.

And those once called a jack of all trades,
But a master of none.
Have found themselves amongst those,
Not the ones at home alone,
Twiddling their thumbs.
To fiddle with a nothing to do to get done.

This is not a problem for a jack of all trades.
To twiddle their thumbs with a nothing that's done.
This is not a problem for a jack of all trades.
To twiddle their thumbs with a nothing that's done.
This is not a problem for a jack of all trades.
To twiddle their thumbs with a nothing that's done.
A jack of all trades has a life that's saved.
And something everyday there is an interest made.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Caylee Marie Anthony

Oh little one, for you I stand
Oh little one, your life I defend
A voice that can no longer be heard
Justice for you, I will not be deterred
All my waking hours and they have been long
I fight for a verdict, I must be strong
For at the end it is you that I see
Justice for a beautiful and precious Caylee

God has taken you home, here you were not deserved
Suffer no longer, for now judgment reserved
The punishment we seek here on earth was not meant to be
An unfocused jury has set your killer free
But I know that one day and hopefully soon
She will stand before God and his wrath she’ll consume

An angel you are and always will be
The Lord took your hand and set you free

Rest in peace Caylee Marie Anthony

poem by Kathryn BecknerOssman
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Verdicts~

Voices of truth always take notes
While judgements embrace their release
Mysteries of unknown origins
Move in this labyrinth, never to cease;
Margins of grey area's meet in the middle
Much as strangers of an unreal dream
Running naked with reckless abandon
Witnesses celebrate the fabric of life's torn seams;
A jury of peers comes back with a verdict:
It was a guiltless collision of minds
Set free to dance again, with the wind
Free-the unfathomed harbingers of crime! ;

poem by Theodora Onken
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Waiting

A YOUNG fair girl among her flowers,
And, as to blossoms born in May,
Her morrows still brought sunnier hours
Than made up sunny yesterday.
She did but wait: 'Hope is so sweet;
We love so well, my love and I;
The hours that come, the hours that fleet,
End all in one glad by and by.'

A pale worn woman, scarcely sad,
But tired, like those who, too long pent,
Forget the joy they have not had
Of the free winds, and droop content.
She did but wait: 'Ah, no, to me
The silent hope is never dead;
What are the days that are to be
But part of the dear days long fled?'

He came: 'The wealth we need is mine;
And now?' 'Alas!' she said, 'in vain.
The love I love is noway thine,
I wait who never comes again.
Oh, for my lover of old days,
We two from all the world apart!
I must go lone on earth's bleak ways,
He is not now save in my heart.'

He wed another. She, alone,
Patient and weary, toiled for bread.
And bygone still was never gone,
The silent hope was never dead.
She did but wait: 'I have the past;
The new days live the old days o'er,
And there abides until the last
The by and by that was before.'

poem by Augusta Davies Webster
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Sonnet 46

Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war,
How to divide the conquest of thy sight;
Mine eye my heart thy picture's sight would bar,
My heart mine eye the freedom of that right.
My heart doth plead that thou in him dost lie,
A closet never pierced with crystal eyes,
But the defendant doth that plea deny,
And says in him thy fair appearance lies.
To 'cide this title is impannelled
A quest of thoughts, all tenants to the heart;
And by their verdict is determined
The clear eye's moiety, and the dear heart's part:
As thus: mine eye's due is thine outward part,
And my heart's right, thine inward love of heart.

poem by William Shakespeare from Sonnets (1609)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Hung My Head

Early one morning with time to kill
I borrowed jebs rifle and sat on the hill
I saw a lone rider crossing the plain
I drew a bread on him to practice my aim
My brothers rifle went off in my hand
A shot rang out across the land
The horse he kept running, the rider was dead
I hung my head, I hung my head
I set off running to wake from the dream
And my brothers rifle went into the stream
I kept on running into the salt lands
And thats where they found me, my head in my hands
The sheriff he asked me why had I run
Then it came to me just what I had done
And all for no reason, just one piece of lead
I hung my head, I hung my head
Here in the courthouse, the whole town is there
I see the judge high up in his chair
Explain to the courtroom what went through your mind
And well ask the jury what verdict they find
I said I felt the power of death over life
I orphaned his children, I widowed his wife
I beg their forgiveness, I wish I was dead
I hung my head, I hung my head
Early one morning with time to kill
I see the gallows up on the hill
And out in the distance a trick of the brain
I see a lone rider crossing the plain
Hes come to fetch me to see what they done
Well ride together til kingdom come
I pray for gods mercy for soon Ill be dead
I hung my head, I hung my head

song performed by by Sting
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Hung My Head

Early one morning with time to kill
I borrowed jebs rifle and sat on the hill
I saw a lone rider crossing the plain
I drew a bread on him to practice my aim
My brothers rifle went off in my hand
A shot rang out across the land
The horse he kept running, the rider was dead
I hung my head, I hung my head
I set off running to wake from the dream
And my brothers rifle went into the stream
I kept on running into the salt lands
And thats where they found me, my head in my hands
The sheriff he asked me "why had I run"
Then it came to me just what I had done
And all for no reason, just one piece of lead
I hung my head, I hung my head
Here in the courthouse, the whole town is there
I see the judge high up in his chair
"explain to the courtroom what went through your mind
And well ask the jury what verdict they find"
I said "i felt the power of death over life
I orphaned his children, I widowed his wife
I beg their forgiveness, I wish I was dead"
I hung my head, I hung my head
Early one morning with time to kill
I see the gallows up on the hill
And out in the distance a trick of the brain
I see a lone rider crossing the plain
Hes come to fetch me to see what they done
Well ride together til kingdom come
I pray for gods mercy for soon Ill be dead
I hung my head, I hung my head

song performed by by Sting
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Free

Free

Different birds
skimming the sky
in search for food
-a big fat fly
prying upon my foot-
with clouds as sheets
flying in fleets
from grey, white,
bright sliver-blue
I close my eyes
on an Ave melody
to be with you
bubbles Maria and me
feeling free, feeling free,
feeling free..............

Madrason 01-08-2009

poem by Madrason writer
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Head Full Of Ghosts

i stand around at american weddings
i stand around for family
at my best when i'm terrorist inside
at my best when it's all me

i was there when they took all the people
i was alone in a mental revine
you breathe life when you break the walls down
you breathe life when you set me free

where is my head
where are my bones
why are my days so far from home?
where is my head
where are my bones
can you save me from myself?

free thinking renegade social
missed the moon

song performed by by Bush from Golden State
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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