Doing Nothing and Getting Paid
There they are!
Standing where they were...
Where they are right now.
Doing what they did then...
In a perfected stale and staticness.
Like crows on a fence,
Waiting for the scarecrow...
To be updated with a new defense.
And even if that does happen...
They will still complain,
About how things remain the same.
And no one wants to do a thing to change!
Even though they move as group advisers...
From block to block!
Telling those who pass by,
How things 'use' to be in the day...
When they were 'back home' with good jobs,
Doing nothing and getting paid!
And today too many want too much,
For more than it's worth!
And not willing to pay the price,
For the advice they have to offer!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Road Block
Yeah!, all right!
Oh, ain't no problem
Carry no heavy load
Lord, no!
Why can't i love you, baby ?
You try to block my road.
You try to block my road. hey!
Oh, better off to hand you
Everything i own, ha ha ha ha!
Strange to see you waiting for me,
You try to block my road, yeah yeah,
Try to block my road
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block daddy daddy daddy
Road block
Road block
Alright on the road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Yeah! road block
Road block, alright, alright, alright!
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Whoa road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Yeah!
Try to block my road, daddy daddy daddy
I said now every time i turn around
Why, try to block my road
Why did you try to hurt me try to block my road
I said all i ever wanted to do was try to block my road
N-now all i ever wanted to do was to love you try to block my road
Tell me, tell me, tell me try to block my road
Tell me, tell me, tell me now try to block my road
Waaah try to block my road
Waaah try to block my road
Try to block my road.
Ha ha!
Oh, ain't no problem
Carry no heavy load
Oh no, no!
Why can't i love you, baby ?
You try to block my road.
Hey hey, try to block my road,
Now now, try to block my road
Right, right, honey right now!
song performed by by Janis Joplin
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I Just Drove By
I always go the other way
But my car drove me down today
To a little house on the older side of town
Back when things were never hard
I used to play there in that yard
And I just drove by to see if things had changed
Cokes were just a nickel then
And across the street at the five and ten
A lot of things were cheap and square and strange
And the life we had might have been
But it was one we loved believing in
And I just drove by to see if things had changed
I wondered now
If love is still the way it was back then
I need to know
That life is still a place worth living in
There it is, just like it was
A house where there was always love
I just drove by to see if things had changed
In a world thats seen its better days
Its good to know some things remain
The same, though standing still is not times way
Take to heart while in its spring
That love is just a fragile thing
I just drove by to see if things had changed
song performed by by Wynonna Judd
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Wait, things are shaping up
I approached a sculptor the other day
For carving a statue of
Gautama Buddha
He asked me a number of questions
Some of them were far stretched
Though I answered all of them
I was thinking within that
All these details were unnecessary
He could read my mind and said
These details were needed to help me
Come out with what exactly you were looking for
He suggested my coming to him
Two weeks later
Why so long and he said
Wait things are shaping up
Two weeks later
I saw practically no progress
He showed me a granite block
Which he said he would carve
As Gautama Buddha
He suggested me to visit him
Two weeks later
“Do you not think we are delaying? ”
I asked and he said
Wait things are shaping up
I went to him as suggested
No change at all
The block was under water
And carving had not started
He said that this curing process
Would help him understand
The quality of the block
And he opined
That we were lucky in
Selecting the right granite
And he suggested my visiting him
A week later
“Yes, I know you are wondering
As to why it is taking so much time”
How he could say even without my telling that
He continued
Wait, things are shaping up
A week later
No great change
But the block got castled here and there
No where near my expectations
“Come after three days and see”
But, he assured
Wait, things are shaping up
I made four visits later
At intervals of three, two and one days
I could not make out head or tail
Of what was happening
But, each time I returned
Hearing his words
Wait, things are shaping up
I was wondering
Are things really shaping up
Or am I being fooled
I did not visit him for
Full three months
As I was sure that
I would not be able to appreciate
The progress that the sculptor
Would be claiming to have made
One day, there was a call from him
“Come and see your Gautama Buddha”
I was not excited
I visited his place in all reluctance
And was preparing to hear
Wait, things are shaping up
But, what a surprise
Saw my Gautama Buddha
In a shape and carving
Beyond my belief
And I was not able to control my excitement
“I know you are wondering how this could be possible
But, you know, I was telling each time you visited that
Wait, things are shaping up”
We all do prayers seeking some change
And we wonder as to when the change would fructify
God, like a sculptor is shaping things
But, he never tells
Wait, things are shaping up
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Crazy Jane On God
That lover of a night
Came when he would,
Went in the dawning light
Whether I would or no;
Men come, men go;
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
Banners choke the sky;
Men-at-arms tread;
Armoured horses neigh
In the narrow pass:
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
I had wild jack for a lover;
Though like a road
That men pass over
My body makes no moan
But sings on:
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
Before their eyes a house
That from childhood stood
Uninhabited, ruinous,
Suddenly lit up
From door to top:
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
Oh, that lover of a night
Came when he would,
Went in the dawning light
Whether I would or no;
Men come, men go;
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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You Feel a Sense of Worthlessness
If those 'things' did not exist,
Would you still be who you are?
They have given you a sense of status.
And without them,
You feel a sense of worthlessness.
And you have paid a price to have them.
Even when they must be taken away...
They seem to stale with the commonplace of their use.
Taken for granted and has seduced...you,
Into shameless needing!
Like an appendage depended upon.
And you?
You try not to feel lost without them!
But you lay craving their use.
Feeling useless.
You can not do without them.
They are attached like a habit.
Like a muscle flexed.
They grow on you to affix themselves.
Like a missing leech recognized when absent.
However...
These taxing blood suckers have no feeling for you at all.
They are just things!
Things.
Things.
And yet those things...
They stay on your mind!
On your mind they stay.
And yet...those things?
If those 'things' did not exist,
Would you still be who you are?
Would you recognize yourself,
Without them?
Who are you anyway?
Do you know?
Have you cared to know?
If those 'things' did not exist,
Would you still be who you are?
They have given you a sense of status.
And without them,
You feel a sense of worthlessness.
And you have paid a price to have them.
Even when they must be taken away...
They seem to stale with the commonplace of their use.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Something Good
Just wanna know ya
Just wanna talk to ya
I wanna hear about your day
I'd never leave ya
Never be mean to ya
I'd always let you get your way
Something good will come our way
And maybe this good thing's gonna happen today
If I were honest I 'd tell you everything
But it keeps coming out as lies
It's not a promise
In case you're wondering
It's not some blessing in disguise
But something good will come our way
And maybe this good thing's gonna happen today
Something good will come our way
And maybe this good things gonna happen today
I know romance is not in fashion
And my heart is on the line
If you would be so kind
To help me kill some time
Then something good just might come crashing
From the stars that light the sky
If you would be so kind
To help me kill some time
Just wanna know ya
Just wanna talk to ya
I wanna hear about your day
I'd never leave ya
Never be mean to ya
I'd always let you get your way
Something good will come our way
And maybe this good thing's gonna happen today
Something good will come our way
And maybe this good things gonna happen today
Something good will come our way
Something good will come our way
Something good will come our way
Something good will come our way
La la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
Something good will come our way
song performed by by Bic Runga from Beautiful Collision
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Writers Block
The worst thing any writer can experience
is the most dreaded writers block.
Sitting in front of a blank sheet of paper
waiting and waiting for the words to come.
It is the curse of all writers
whether they are good or bad.
The frustration of trying to unblock their mind.
We try it with reading others words or soothing music
hoping to stimulate the little grey cells into working.
However it is never as easy as it sounds
as a writers block can sometimes last for years,
I know that from experience as
I have been down that road before.
Then the inexplicable happens and you pick up a pen
and that blank page is not blank anymore,
it is filled with words galore.
The torture is over and a new start begins.
You give a big sigh of relief as your writing begins again,
but being always weary in case that block comes back again.
14 January 2011
poem by David Harris
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Block It Out
All the hurt inside me
I just block it out
All those tears i need to cry
I just block them out
All those memories of past years
That would still make me cry
I never said goodbye
I'm scared that if i let them out
They'll never stop
I've got a reputation of being happy
Always on top
I can't let them down
Let them see me frown
I just block it out
I just block it out
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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Go Ahead And Run
Everyday is the same ol thing
I still do the same ol thing
Time keeps on going by
Yet I'm still stuck in the past
While I watch everyone move on
I still sit and remember all the things I use to do
All the things I got away with
All the people I use to hang out with
All the wrongs we did and laughed about it
Now when I try to go forward
It seems like I get pushed back
What's holding me back?
Why cant I just move on?
I watch all my friends leave me
Especially my loved ones
I start to fall for someone
Next thing I know
Poof they gone
Is it me?
Are they running away from me?
Or am I not running with them
Whats so wrong with staying here?
They say life is hard
So why would u run from it?
Whatever their running from
It's only going to be waiting for you
Where ever you go
I'm just going to stay here
And whatever happens will happen.
10-02-05
poem by Ashley Olson
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A Parents Pain
Have you thought about the pain that a parent goes through
When they find out that their child has been kidnapped and abused.
(this is just a story)
She was coming home from school that day
When her life was taken away.
A child predator on the prowl
Waiting to take someone down.
She lived only a block away
When she became the predators prey.
He grabbed her so fast -she could not scream
And since that day she hadn’t been seen.
The search began block to block
The publics outrage would not stop.
They found her body in an alleyway
By some children who went out to play.
The parents screams filled the air
As their eyes began to tear.
The hatred of what this man had done
Filled the hearts of everyone.
As their daughter was put in the ground
This child predator the police had found.
But there is nothing that could take away the pain
For their lives would forever change.
The photographs and memories of when she was growing.
These are the things that this man had stolen.
No more pictures that they could take
For it was now, much too late.
The pains of the parents have got to be heard
And it’s time to spread the word.
poem by Louis Rams
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Things Happen For Their Reasons
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Things happen for their reasons.
And,
What is there to say...
That can excuse mistakes away.
Stop that need to medicate.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why waste time in prolonged debates.
Thing happen for their reasons.
What is the purpose for seeking escapes.
Things happen for their reasons.
Acceptance eases,
The facing of one's fate.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Stop that need to feed on grief.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why squeeze a healing wound to bleed.
Things happen for their reasons
They happen for their reasons.
And aging doesn't make one safe.
Or offer escapades as a gateway to charade.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Even while one ages,
With a life reminisced played on many stages...
Try their best to gracefully accept,
Things happen for their reasons.
And those experienced,
Eventually see this.
Things happen for their reasons.
And in the living of one's life...
A discovery reveals,
Those reasons with insight.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Free Lunch for Doc Wilde
Free lunch: there’s no such thing!
There is a price for every thing,
although at first it may seen free.
There’s strings attached you do not see.
The innocent and the naïve,
might well mistakenly believe.
That kindly merchants give away
some things for which you need not pay.
Then realise to their surprise
that they have paid a higher price.
for something free apparently.
They have been screwed right royally.
If it looks too good to be true
it usually is I’m telling you.
7-Jan-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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~ Aristotle ~ Niv ~
~ Aristotle ~ Niv ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
29 September 2010.
Aristotle siphoning ~
Only thing I know
I know nothing.
Niv quipping ~
Why I know everything
Of nothing?
Aristotle viewing ~
It’s we see
By means of eyes.
Niv previewing ~
Eyes can’t see if what
Of we is absentee?
Aristotle employing ~
All paid jobs absorb and degrade the mind
Niv unemploying ~
How paid jobs bunk and degrade mind?
Aristotle saccharining ~
Change in all things is sweet
Niv bittering ~
For sweetening why change things?
Aristotle teaching ~
Education is the best provision for old age
Niv rejoindering ~
Does education proviso promoter of old age?
Aristotle positing ~
Happiness depends upon ourselves
Niv dis-positing ~
What of ourselves not owning happiness?
Aristotle mystifying ~
In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous.
Niv questing ~
Why not marvelousness in every thing in nature?
To Aristotle ~ We owe why?
For Niv ~ We low blow all awe why?
Readers ~ You?
~~~
Copyright reserved by author.
poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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Tomorrow
Tomorrow is what tomorrow is
Nothing shall change that
When tomorrow comes things will happen
Things both good and bad
Things may happen tomorrow because of today
But looking at today as judgment of tomorrow won't help
Tomorrow will never stop coming
No matter how slow the day seems to go
Tomorrow is what tomorrow is
You do not know what will happen
Tomorrow will always come after today
So why not give tomorrow a chance?
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Blocked
Stuck again
The block is back
Stopping the flow of imagination
And ideas
“The writers block”
Solid and thick as lead
Heavy as a planet
Just landed and is up to its old tricks
My thoughts crash into it and can’t be set free
Why now, when it is crucial must you block me
Come back in an hour or two
You’ll be appreciated more then
These stories are good
The poems aren’t dead
Come on you must see them inside my head
You’re making my pen run out of ink
Having to cross out thoughts and feelings on this page
I guess I’ ll be stuck with the block until it leaves
Chuckling with glee
Knowing I couldn’t finish the work in time
That was supposed to be about me
Written: November 18,2010
poem by Ryan Collins
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Memo To Human Resources
I'll be in the back, and I don't need the help
I'm good here in the back
I'm good all by myself
I'm busy taking stock of all the things that I've forgot (5 4 3 2)
And making mental notes of just exactly where I lost the plot (2 2 2 2)
I stuck around too long feeling sorry for myself
A disinvited guest rifles through the bathroom shelf
I'm searching for some disbelief that I can still suspend (5 4 3 2)
But never mind the furthermore-the plea is self-defense again (2 2 2 2)
Then the people came to talk me down
And I got some advice
Then the people came to talk me down
But I don't need advice-I'm down
Later in my car I considered what you said
I'm good here in my car
I'm good with what you said
And I'd be shouting out to you but I was mighty hoarse
Talk you through the finer points and issues much too small to force
Then the people came to talk me down
And I got some advice
Then the people came to talk me down
But I don't need advice-I'm down
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Futility
The scarecrow dressed in cast off clothes.
Sticks grimly to his given task
But does he frighten off the crows,
that is the question we must ask.
When he is new perhaps he will
but crows are wise and realise.
This ragged figure stands stock still
and will not take them by surprise.
He cannot move, inanimate.
Which leaves then free to eat their fill.
A guardian quite inadequate.
He does not and he never will.
Frighten the crows who are too wise
to be afraid of straw stuffed clothes
Though he appears in manly guise
he can’t deter the hungry crows.
The scarecrow fails in his attempt.
He never really stood a chance
Crows treat him with amused contempt
and disregard his vigilance.
5-Aug-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Oh, Brother
Im not much for making little wishes
But Id like a little wish to come true for you
Im not talking about loaves and fishes
But I wish that there was something I could do for you
Heres a little bit of cheap advice
To be taken in an hour of need
Dont assume that the life you left
Is the life you have to lead
(chorus)
When you come home what you gonna do
Oh brother, oh brother
Dont you try to deny
What you know to be true
The same mess of misery that you done been through
Standing in line
And its waiting for you
One kiss leads to another
Brother when you come back home
Id like to know whos knocking on door
Id like to know what they come here for
Youd like to say no
But the words wont come
Come in and sit down, seem to roll off your tongue
You forget to remember, to never die young
One kiss leads to another
Brother when you come back home
Standing in line, all of your friends
Standing in line, party never ends
Standing in line, the river flows, the river bends
Standing in line, all of your friends
- chorus -
And that moon will be
Shining in the trees
All night long
Something bound to happen for sure
Soon youll be
Stopping by talking to a friend again
Swear you aint never tasted nothing so pure
- chorus -
When you come home, your friends are dropping by
When you come home, the moon is gonna shine
When you come home, I tell you no lie
When you come home, theyre gonna offer you a line
Standing in line, all of your friends
Standing in line, party never ends now
Standing in line, the river flows, the river bends
Standing in line, all your so called friends
Standing in line, when you come home
Standing in line, oh brother, oh brother now
Standing in line, when you come home
Standing in line, what youre gonna do now
Standing in line...
song performed by by James Taylor
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You're Not Me
You think I've got it all
You think I've got it made well
How come my only friends are the ones I pay?
No one understands
What I would do to change my life for just one day
Don't say if I were you (say if I were you)
Or tell me what you'd do
Or things would be if
You were in my shoes
Cuz you're not me
You know what I need
And it's not another serenade
I get so tired of all the things you say
So give me what I want
if you only would
I'd gladly throw this all away
Don't say if I were you (say if I were you)
Or tell me what you'd do
Or things would be if
You were in my shoes (cuz you're not me)
Please take me as I am (take me as I am)
This isn't what I planned
But I don't expect that
You can understand
Cuz you're not me
I know you think you're bein' nice
But spare me all your lame advice
Time to play my hand and role the dice
Everybody's got their price
For far to long I've been denied
I'm makin' my move so just step aside
No one can say I never tried
To do everything to get back my pride
Hey, you were never me
Why can't you see
That you're not me (me, me, me, me, me, me, me)
Don't say if I were you (say if I were you)
Or tell me what you'd do (tell me what you'd do)
Or how things would be if
You were in my shoes (cuz you're not me)
Please help me if you can (help me if you can)
This isn't what I planned (this isn't what I planned)
But I don't expect that
You can understand
Cuz you're not me
song performed by by Yu-Gi-Oh
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Christmas In Tha Hood
[verse 1:]
Guess who rolled up? big s with the d rolled up
Girls jockin so the gs loc up, know what, santa aint playin that stuff
See, santa steady ridin on them scrubs for xmas
Sleigh stay flyin on them dubbs and switches
Hes vicious, gear on point and iced out
When santa hit the floor ya know its lights out
From the west to the east up north and down south it
Ghetto santa claus is bout it
3l dub so throw ya hands up for me
You know wassup, get yo dance on home cuz
[chorus:]
We bout to get the shhhhh started
We given you just what you wanted
From yo block to my block, we gonna keep it hot
Its xmas in the hood
Ghetto xmas lights flickin
Police aint even round trippin
From yo block to my block, we gonna make it hot
Its xmas in the hood
[break:]
Its going down fa sho
Ghetto santa claus is at the door
Ima get mine, you get yours
Xmas in the ghetto yo
[verse 2:]
Yo today, I gotta fat knot, in my stash box
And from this block to that block, they be like thats hot
Santa hit the jackpot, seen him in the rag-top
Flossin, tossin toys at us have-nots
3l dub and tell it best to from dirty jerz to l.e.s.
Youd never guess who I seen on the dance floor up in the mix
Santa claus for the cause with a thousand chicks
Im like nick, tell me what you gots for me, we in the hood where its good
Like it oughts to be, havin the time of my life too
I gots to be back home with my peeps thats the spot for me cuz
[repeat chorus]
[verse 3:]
Celebrating from the west to east coastin
I stay posted, this is for my people on the block with toastaz
My down home hotties hold it down you know this
The goody goodies got no time to notice
How we get down from my town to your town
L.a. to the bricks, v.a. and back down
We clownin while we downin egg nog by the case
50 aint trippin today about your case
Aint nobody stressin turkey and dressing
At the table with the fam thankin God for the blessings
Its all good from the grimey to the meadow
It aint nothing like xmas in the ghetto, holla back
song performed by by 3LW
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