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For You Just to Come Back Home

A dripping from a wall seems so like sweat.
So like the tears the occupants had wept.

The roof leaks to expose the sky.
And if eyes were dry...
They weren't for long.
Not if they were seeking answers to prayers.
To come to the door.
Or stand on dirt floors...
With the one thing wanted more!

And a pot that steams from the stove,
Smells of chicken...
Feathered and in rice.

As a limousine slows outside to come to a stop.
Stains from the floor are mopped.
Eyes pop.
Jaws drop!

'Mama, I've come home.
Look what I've brought for you.
Look at what I've got! '

~I've prayed for this day.
I've prayed for this day.
I've prayed for you just to come back home!
With 'you' not things make us feel less alone~.

A dripping from a wall seems so like sweat.
So like the tears the occupants had wept.
And so much unlike their lives lived now!
Nor in their minds revisited.
Happy together.
That's all they ever wished.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When Mama Prayed

Daddy never went to church on Sunday
He said that's one thing I'll never do
But mama never gave up she said one day
He'll be sitting here beside of me and you
I can still hear mama softly talking
With her tears falling on her folded hands
So that Easter Sunday Daddy walked in
That's when I began to understand
When mama prayed, good things happen
When mama prayed, lives were changed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small crumbled all away
When mama prayed
Seventeen and wild I hit the bottle
Doing anything I dang well please
Burning down life's highway at full throttle
While mama burned a candle on her knees
Then one night I came home half sober
I saw mama kneeling in the den
As I listened she and Jesus talked it over
And I knew my restless days were 'bout to end
When mama prayed, good things happen
When mama prayed, lives were changed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small crumbled all away
When mama prayed
It isn't like every one of them got answered
But the times they weren't it seems to me were rare
You almost felt sorry for the devil
'Cause heaven knows he didn't have a prayer
When mama prayed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small crumbled all away
When mama prayed
They crumbled all away
When mama prayed

song performed by by Randy Travis
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If I Prayed For You... (I Just Did)

if i prayed for you,
with the eyes of a child,
beaten, bruised, and hungry...
would you see, would you know?

if i prayed for you,
with an old man's hands,
hard, calloused, and gentle...
would you feel, would you know?

if i prayed for you,
with a mother's tears,
her daughter raped by your soldiers...
would you change, would you know?

if i prayed for you,
with a homeless man's heart,
a human story untold...
would you care, would you know?

if i prayed for you,
with a farmer's faith,
plowing and planting unseen...
would you believe, would you know?

if i prayed for you,
from a soldier's conviction,
who laid down his guns and walked away...
would you be inspired, would you know?

if i prayed for you,
with a real doctor's conscience,
who made his life's work for the poor...
would you love, would you know?

if i prayed for you,
with the protester's courage,
beaten and arrested for the truth...
would you live, would you know?

if i prayed for you,
from the heart of god,
revealing holy desire....
hey, i just did!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Drug Induced Blood, Sweat And Tears

Blood
I bled for you
lies I said for you
Truth I force fed to you
Red leaves stains

Language I took from you
Money I shock from you
white dust had hold of you
Little remains

Sweat
I'm ringing wet
Things that you forget
Now you have regrets
White ringed tides

Kind I cannot be
Cruel will set you free
Son, please stop and see
My love abides

Tears
That I have wept
Nights I haven't slept
Mornings when you crept
Home again

I've done all I can
You are your own man
Need me, here I am
Heal your pain

Tears, sweet, blood will pour
I will mop the floor
You're worth fighting for
Please come back

Be the son I knew
Back with worries few
Where only hope once grew 
Before the 'Crack'

poem by Stevie Taite
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I Prayed to God to Send Me A Friend

I prayed to God to send me a friend
Who had things in common with me
Someone who looks beyond here and now
Who lives life joyfully

I prayed to God to send me a friend
Because I was lonlely for someone who
Tries to walk in God's light, as is good and right
A friend who is honest and true

I prayed to God to send me a friend
Who nurtures me back in return
And talks of things that matters in life
Who's open to what life has to learn

I prayed to God to send me a friend
Who shows concern for me when I hurt
Someone who listens, when I have something to say
And who cares for me, even at my worst

I prayed to God to send me a friend
Who likes Irish music as I do
Someone who is proud of her culture and past
And enjoys a good verse or two

I prayed to God to send me a friend
And he listened to me too
My prayers have been answered, He sent me a friend
My good friend, he sent me........you.

poem by Kathleen West
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My Back Is Up Against A Wall

My back is up against a wall,
And...
I'm feeling I must stand tall,
But...
I am not the one in need,
To...
Prove this ability.
When...
My back is up against a wall,
And...
I'm feeling I must stand tall,
But...
I am not the one in need.
I'm dripping sweat and I feel wet from the heat!

It's not difficult for me to admit,
Or to show that I have fears that will not quit...
But,
I'm suppose to be one brave.
And...
Not show at all that I am shaking.

It's not difficult for me to admit,
Or to show that I have fears that will not quit...
But,
I'm suppose to be one brave.
And...
Not show at all that I am shaking.

My back is up against a wall,
And...
I'm feeling I must stand tall,
But...
I am not the one in need,
To...
Prove this ability,
When...
My back is up against a wall,
And...
I'm feeling I must stand tall,
But...
I am not the one in need.
I'm dripping sweat and I feel wet from the heat!

My back is up against a wall.
And...
My back is up against a wall.
Yes...
My back is up against a wall.
And...
My back is up against a wall.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nicklin’s Torment

I woke up in a cold sweat
and turned on the light.
A shadow was moving over me,
cast by a spider of the night.

By the time I’d blinked
it’d vanished from view,
but then I saw a larger one,
followed by another two.

I closed my eyes for a moment
hoping they would disappear.
When I slowly reopened them
the bedroom was spider clear.

With my hand I mopped my brow
and then saw several more,
they were crawling on the ceiling
and marching across the floor.

I told myself that I was dreaming
or suffering from withdrawal,
but that didn’t stop the spiders
from crawling up the wall.

Sweat dripping from my brow
was stinging in my eyes.
Spiders were now on my bed
at my feet and on my thighs.

The whole room was full of spiders,
on the ceiling, walls, and floor.
My bed was covered and so was I.
I screamed stop! But out came even more.

Spiders crawling on top of spiders,
in my mouth, nose and ears,
their scary eyes staring into mine,
I was choking with utter fear.

I tried in vain to fight them off,
but my hand didn’t move a one.
I must have blacked out just then,
when I awoke they had all gone.

Things are becoming better now
and the spiders are getting less.
I’m told they’ll eventually go for good,
along with my shakes, thirst, and mess.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Ba-mid-dele(african poem translated in english about hunger)

Feed my struggle
Where I sleep tonight
Under a star-lit sky
Where my spirit crumbles

If dreams could fly
Love would carry all
Above the hardship
Beyond this wall

The earth, our mother
She'd never cast a side
My people torn with hunger
Or let our daughters die

Just know that I
-Home-
Am a well of wisdom
-Home-
I set fears a side
-Home-
My courage brings love
-Home-

We cry hope and wisdom
Sometimes it's not enough
I've prayed for rain
While I've wished for love

This wall has spirit
It keeps out cold
We huddle near it
Its wisdom's, old

Our unsung story
Shows the world our pain
I'd build life up
With the prayers that came

But prayers are answered
Far and few between
My pride and I
Are but one great team

It takes us places
Far beyond the smile
It fills us up
With a meal once while

We eat when morning
Brings us food, first light
The little we have
We share with plight

The pail is empty
My tears have dried
The days are simply
Hard to bare at times

Just know that I
-Home-
Am a well of wisdom
-Home-
I set fears a side
-Home-
My courage brings love
-Home-

poem by O.S. Brooks
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I Prayed For Rain...

i prayed for rain,
now i am wet with desire.
the tears that god wept for me,
washed away the dirt of my struggle.
and again the silence,
returns as a friend,
wrapped in the sounds
of the living!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Wail Of Poverty

i hear the wail of poverty,
feel the constant pressure
in my chest...
staring with eyes,
hardened and hungry,
looking for a break.
working past the point
of numbness,
sleepless under the weight...
i hear the cries of small children,
with every step i take.
i smell the anger,
and it smells like me,
the cold sweat of desperation.
the bullet phone,
or papers served,
one step from the edge.
i taste the tears
that men dont cry,
and the cold silence
of the women.
the car that wont crank,
the lights shut off,
the eviction notice on the door.
i hear the prayers of poverty,
prayed to a god that doesnt hear.
see the faces, and know the names,
and recognize the footsteps at the door!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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I Prayed For You An Angel

I prayed for you an Angel
It's there watching over you
To help to console you
At times you are feeling blue

I prayed for you an Angel
To help to keep you in line
To keep you from all trouble
On days your sun won't shine

I prayed for you an Angel
To come from Heaven above
To comfort you in sorrow
And surround you with Gods love

I prayed for you an Angel
To make sure you'd be alright
To follow you everywhere
And take care of you day and night

I prayed for you an Angel
I didn't know what else I could do
So I just prayed a simple prayer
Telling God how much I still need you

I prayed for you an Angel
To help your heart to mend
God must have granted this prayer
For I still have you as my friend

Wrote 8/22/2008 by Norman Hale Jr.

poem by Norman Hale
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A Survival Of Love

On a mid-winter's night
when the stars were bright
a stranger came into town.
As he looked around
it was then that he found
that all of the ground was white.

It was beautiful to see
and he wondered if she
would be looking out at the snow?
All the time he'd been gone
as he approached the front lawn,
he prayed that there she would be.

His hands were so cold.
They were wrinkled and old
but they remembered the feel of her face.
So much time had passed by.
Many tears they did cry,
not knowing what their future did hold,

In between all the years
there'd been so many tears
not knowing where he did go?
He'd been hit on the head
robbed and then left for dead.
but survived and as his head clears

He cannot recall
who he is at all.
No memories of whom he had been.
What was his name?
Was he insane?
Amnesia had created a wall.

He had a wife
who prayed for his life,
never giving up hope he'd return.
Every day she would go
and look out at the snow
as the years had brought nothing but strife.

Not knowing at all that his amnesia's wall
came suddenly crumbling down.
He remembered his past.
He traveled there fast
and he came to the town of snowfall.

As he approached in the snow
she was at the window,
looking at what she thought was a ghost.
Trembling to see
Was it really he?
She opened the door very slow.

She felt his hand.
His hand held a strand
of her hair that was white like the snow.
They couldn't let go
for they both did know
that their lives ended just as God planned.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Country Sweat

Sweat!
Sweat!
Sweat!
Born for trouble, poised for action
Ready to spring at a moment's notice
Nerves like a trigger, waiting to be pulled
Covered with sweat, it ain't nice
Sweat!
Help me please I'm burning up
I got this fire in my heart
Won't let me sleep, can't concentrate
Even when it's cold I'm dripping sweat
It ain't nice
Sweat!
Rivers running down my back
Makes me slippery, like a fish
If I don't stop, I might drown
Falling down, down, down, down, not dead yet
covered with
Sweat
CHORUS
The cool boys bit the dust
They couldn't take the pressure
The cool girls got knocked up
They only wanted to have fun
(Where did they go?)
They fell in low and suffered
(Where did they go?)
They picked up guns and hammers
(Where did they go?)
Without friction there's no heat
WIthout heat there's no fire
Without fire there's no desire
You're making me hot, hot, hot, hot!
Sweat! Sweat!
Take my baby, Saturday night
It's hundred and ten, it's alright
Close the door to my little room
Starting to sweat, fun starts soon
Sweat!
Principal caught me after school
Gave me hell, called me a fool
Pointed his finger, at my face
Started to sweat all over the place
Flowed like rivers, onto the floor
I can take it, give me some more
Sweat!
War breaks out throughout the land
Dodging bullets in the sand
Enemy's getting much to close
Sun beats down on the back of my neck
Fingers twitchin', covered with sweat
Covered with sweat
CHORUS
Sweat!

song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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I came thus far.

I prayed to the God;
I got enough blossoms.
It was the spring.
I prayed to the God;
I got a good bearing.
It was the summer.
I prayed to the God;
I got a bumper harvest.
It was the autumn.
I prayed to the God;
I got a sound sleep.
It was the winter.
By time I came thus far.
By faith I stood thus far.
26.09.2006

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Regret

He sobbed. She wept.
They cried so many tears.
They'd held them in
for too many years.

It was good to feel
the tears all flow.
It lightened their hearts
and let them know

that foolish pride
had held tears back.
It created a wall
and no contact.

What caused the fight?
the memory of it gone.
They faced bitterness
on each new dawn.

He sobbed. She wept.
They dried their tears
and forgave each other
for the rest of their years.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Sweat

Sweat!
Sweat!
Sweat!
Born for trouble, poised for action
Ready to spring at a moments notice
Nerves like a trigger, waiting to be pulled
Covered with sweat, it aint nice
Sweat!
Help me please Im burning up
I got this fire in my heart
Wont let me sleep, cant concentrate
Even when its cold Im dripping sweat
It aint nice
Sweat!
Rivers running down my back
Makes me slippery, like a fish
If I dont stop, I might drown
Falling down, down, down, down, not dead yet
Covered with
Sweat
Chorus
The cool boys bit the dust
They couldnt take the pressure
The cool girls got knocked up
They only wanted to have fun
(where did they go? )
They fell in low and suffered
(where did they go? )
They picked up guns and hammers
(where did they go? )
Without friction theres no heat
Without heat theres no fire
Without fire theres no desire
Youre making me hot, hot, hot, hot!
Sweat! sweat!
Take my baby, saturday night
Its hundred and ten, its alright
Close the door to my little room
Starting to sweat, fun starts soon
Sweat!
Principal caught me after school
Gave me hell, called me a fool
Pointed his finger, at my face
Started to sweat all over the place
Flowed like rivers, onto the floor
I can take it, give me some more
Sweat!
War breaks out throughout the land
Dodging bullets in the sand
Enemys getting much to close
Sun beats down on the back of my neck
Fingers twitchin, covered with sweat
Covered with sweat
Chorus
Sweat!

song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Immediately They Took Offense

What happened to the beautiful home,
That once elegantly stood here?

'The occupants burned it down,
When a new maintenance worker hired...
Just a few years ago,
'Suggested' that getting a new furnace...
Would save them a bundle in their utility bills.'

And...
They burned the house down?
Because of a suggestion?
That doesn't make sense.

'Well...
Those very same words were spoken,
By the maintenance worker...
Who attempted to tell them,
They were blinded by their own stubbornness.
And immediately they took offense.
And, well...
That beautiful home no longer exists.'

There's go to be more to it.

'Oh...
There is.
The residents declared him,
An arrogant lowly nobody.
Who was in no position to tell them 'what' to do.
And the head of the tenants' association,
Got the rest of the occupants to agree...
They would end his job.'

By burning down their own home?

'You wanted to know...
What happened to the beautiful home,
That once elegantly stood here?
That's what happened.

You should have heard the occupants applauding...
An hour before anyone called the fire station.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lightning Rod

So you say you like the way I look
So you say you like the way I look
When I fall and no one's there to catch me
So you say you like the way I move
So you say you like the way I move
Into every storm I see above me
'Cause everybody's doing what they like
And what they like is not enough for me
I do not feel the same
Here we go 'cause
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(everybody wants everybody)
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(and everybody wants more)
What you want is never what you get
Here comes the wall, better lower your head
What you want is never what you get
You're going to fast
So you say you like the way I move
So you say you like the way I move
Into every storm I see above me
Breaker breaker one two
Break out to break through
You can swim slash drift where the tides take you
It's about your attitude
Extension of your latitude
Rejection of gratitude
What up, whatcha thinking dude?
Who said every day's gonna be fun?
Keep an eye on the web
Other people have spun
Who said every day's gonna be fun?
Best recognize or betcha you'll come undone
'Cause everybody's doing what they like
And what they like is not enough for me
I do not feel the same
Here we go 'cause
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(everybody wants everybody)
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(and everybody wants more)
What you want is never what you get
Here comes the wall, better lower your head
What you want is never what you get
You're going to fast
Grit your teeth, this is gonna be a bumpy ride
Loud and clear
Hi-fi, lo-fi
Hand fist, shape shifts to electrify
Sure enough showing up trying to climb sky high
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(everybody wants everybody)
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(and everybody wants more)
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(everybody wants everybody)
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(everybody wants more)
What you want is never what you get
Everybody wants more
What you want is never what you get
And everybody wants more

song performed by by Zebrahead
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Thanksgiving

Let us be thankful--not only because
Since last our universal thanks were told
We have grown greater in the world's applause,
And fortune's newer smiles surpass the old--

But thankful for all things that come as alms
From out the open hand of Providence:--
The winter clouds and storms---the summer calms--
The sleepless dread--the drowse of indolence.

Let us be thankful--thankful for the prayers
Whose gracious answers were long, long delayed,
That they might fall upon us unawares,
And bless us, as in greater need, we prayed.

Let us be thankful for the loyal hand
That love held out in welcome to our own,
When love and only love could understand
The need of touches we had never known.

Let us be thankful for the longing eyes
That gave their secret to us as they wept,
Yet in return found, with a sweet surprise,
Love's touch upon their lids, and, smiling, slept.

And let us, too, be thankful that the tears
Of sorrow have not all been drained away,
That through them still, for all the coming years,
We may look on the dead face of To-day.

poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Blessings Tears Offered In Prayers Prayed

in this quiet house built on high ground
burns sacred incense with prayers
prayers prayed for souls of our drowned
sandalwood smoke in longevity rises

blessings tears offered in prayers prayed
in house on high ground purchased
father’s words echo build on high ground

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Back Home

(Dolly Parton)
Back home, back home
Yes, I'm going back home
Why I can't believe it's been this long
Since I've seen mom and dad
When I left my mountain home behind
I left them both so sad
My brothers and my sisters that were babies then are grown
Years have past and now at last, I'm on my way back home
Back home, back home
Yes I'm going back home
To the factory smoke and city life, I'm sayin' so long
I've shed a lot of tears through all the years that I've been gone
And I've spent a lot of time a' wishin' I could go back home
I got a letter from mama an'
Mama asked me if I'd come back home
She says it sure is lonesome now
Since all of us kids are all growed up and gone
I just can't hardly stand the thoughts of
Momma and daddy being left there all alone
That's really all I need to know
And now I'm on the road back home
Back home, back home
Yes, I'm going back home
To the smog an' smoke an' city life, I'm sayin' so long
I've shed a lot of tears through all the years that I've been gone
And I've spent a lot of time a' wishin' I could go back home
Back home, back home
Yes, I'm going back home

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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