How Many Times Had You Been Forgiven?
I haven't done one thing to them,
To be treated in this manner.
'Perhaps it wasn't that one thing you did.
Maybe it was an accumulation,
Of many things you did that were previously done.'
I hadn't thought of it that way.
'How many times had you been forgiven? '
That doesn't matter.
They know me.
'Well...
Perhaps your disrespect,
And negligence for years detected...
Says it all.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In The End
One thing I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal
Didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on but didn't even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go
I kept everything inside and even though I
tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a
memory of a time when I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To remind myself how
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with
me
I'm surprised it got so (far)
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me
In the end
You kept everything inside and even though
I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a
memory of a time when I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
There's only one thing you should know
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
There's only one thing you should know
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
poem by Pawan Kumar 'Meonlafesta'
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A Thing About You
Im not much on mystery
Yeah you gotta be careful what you dream
I thought this might pass with time
Yeah I thought I was satisfied
But oh baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you
Baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you
It dont matter what you say
It dont matter what you do
I , i, i, got a thing about you
Somewhere deep in the middle of the night
Lovers hold each other tight
Whisper in their anxious ears
Words of love that disappear
But oh baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you
Baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you
It dont matter what you say
It dont matter what you do
I, i, i, got a thing about you
Baby you own some strange control over me
Yeah its so wild it hypnotizes me
Raise both hands
But oh baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you
Baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you
It dont matter what you say
It dont matter what you do
I, i, i, got a thing about you
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CII: little thing
Little thing sometimes forgotten, but it doesn’t mean it’s not important
Little thing sometimes neglected, but it doesn’t mean it’s not affecting
Little thing sometimes missed, but it doesn’t mean it’s not a threat
Little thing sometimes underestimated, but it doesn’t mean it’s not treating
Little thing sometimes ignored, but it doesn’t mean it’s disappeared
Little thing sometimes trifling, but it doesn’t mean it’s not needed
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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In The End (hip Hop Remix Version)
It starts with [one]
One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind i designed this rhyme to explain in due time
All I know
Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal
Didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on, didn't even know
I wasted it all just to watch you go
I kept everythin inside
And even though I tried
It all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a
memory of a time when i [tried so hard]
Tried so hard and got so far
But in the end, it doesn't even matter
I had to fall to lose it all
But in the end it doesn't even matter
One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind i designed this rhyme to explain in due time
To remind myself how
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I'm surprised it got so [far]
Things arent the way they were before
You wouldnt even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me in the end
I kept everything inside
And even though I tried
It all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a
memory of a time when I [tried so hard]
Tried so hard and got so far
But in the end, it doesnt even matter
I had to fall to lose it all
But in the end it doesnt even matter
I put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
Theres only one thing you should know
I put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
Theres only one thing you should know
I tried so hard and got so far
But in the end, it doesnt even matter
I had to fall to lost it all
But in the end it doesnt even matter
song performed by by Linkin Park
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Thing About You (feat. Southern Pacific)
(Tom Petty)
I'm not much on mystery
Yeah you gotta be careful what you dream
I thought this might pass with time
Yeah I thought I was satisfied
But oh baby let me tell you
I got a thing about you
Baby let me tell you
I got a thing about you
It don't matter what you say
It don't matter what you do
I, I, I, got a thing about you
Somewhere deep in the middle of the night
Lovers hold each other tight
Whisper in their anxious ears
Words of love that disappear
But oh baby let me tell you
I got a thing about you
Baby let me tell you
I got a thing about you
It don't matter what you say
It don't matter what you do
I, I, I, got a thing about you
Baby you hold some strange control over me
Yeah it's so wild it hypnotizes me
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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If I am treated fairly, I like to do things in a fair manner. That is the way I have been all my career. I haven't tried to do things in an underhanded way.
quote by Damon Hill
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Bad For Your Health
I looked at some photos
of many years ago.
Boy, did I look young.
They were taken before
the grey hairs and wrinkles set in.
However, it doesn’t seem
all that long ago.
At the time of the photos,
the world wasn’t full of stress.
There wasn’t so many idiots saying
don’t do this as its bad for your health.
The only thing I can see
that is really bad for your health,
is those idiots that keep saying,
don’t do this, don’t do that.
Maybe if they kept their gob shut,
we all might have a stress fee day.
Can anyone remember the old saying
too many crooks spoil the broth?
If you can’t,
I suspect the reason for it
is someone said it is bad for your health.
Now lets make a list
according to the idiots,
down through the year have told us
which is bad for our health.
The problem here is
it would take too long to name them all.
Now let’s make a list
of what is good for you.
It doesn’t matter what you put down.
Some idiot is going to come along next year
and tell you that it is bad for your health.
Now what I really want to know
from these educated idiots.
Have they ever heard the words
malnutrition and starvation?
Because if they haven’t
I suggest they learn them double quick
before we have a world full of skin and bones.
poem by David Harris
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Thing About You
(tom petty)
Im not much on mystery
Yeah you gotta be careful what you dream
I thought this might pass with time
Yeah I thought I was satisfied
But oh baby let me tell you
I got a thing about you
Baby let me tell you
I got a thing about you
It dont matter what you say
It dont matter what you do
I, i, i, got a thing about you
Somewhere deep in the middle of the night
Lovers hold each other tight
Whisper in their anxious ears
Words of love that disappear
But oh baby let me tell you
I got a thing about you
Baby let me tell you
I got a thing about you
It dont matter what you say
It dont matter what you do
I, i, i, got a thing about you
Baby you hold some strange control over me
Yeah its so wild it hypnotizes me
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Why Can't You Stand and Observe This
Quiet!
Why can't you stand and observe this,
Like everyone else?
'I've seen this all before.'
Well perhaps others haven't.
No one wants to hear you tell what's coming.
I haven't seen this myself.
'But dad, you are here every year! '
And what is that suppose to mean?
Some things I've seen and some things I haven't.
I am only here for your benefit!
Didn't you say you wanted to come?
'Yeah, I did.
But I thought we were looking at the same thing.
Together.'
You're always looking ahead for something new.
Why can't you wait until it gets here?
'But it's right there...
I see it coming!
I want to see what's coming.
Something new!
I'm tired of seeing the same thing over and over,
Again and again! '
You will stand here until I'm ready to leave!
'Who's damn parade is this anyway?
Yours or mine! ? '
WHAT did you say to me?
'Quiet!
Why can't you stand and observe this,
Like everyone else?
You're gonna miss something...
If you keep staring at me, daddy! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mommy Why? Part II
Mommy why?
She screams, and screams,
But no one is around to hear.
Why are people sp close-minded?
I love you, Isn't that all that should matter?
Mommy why did it have to happen?
It's been a year and things have fallen apart.
Mom hasn't been the same since that life altering day.
We really haven't moved on,
I know you wouldn't be happy,
Your things have been in the same place since,
You have touched them.
Even Roo misses you,
She doesn't jump pn anyone anymore,
I think she still expects you to be walking through the door,
Some days I do too.
There is one thing that you would be happy to hear.
I'm in love with that one girl you met,
The week before you were raped away from us.
She was glad to get to met you.
You would have loved her.
I think the only thing that is getting me through is,
Mom and her.
All of your friend miss you.
I ran into Barb,
She wrote a book,
She dedicated it to you,
She had her baby,
She named it after you.
A couple of months after you passed away,
My friends got really concerned,
Because I didn't go out of the house,
So they all got together and decided,
That I needed to get out,
So they took me to Chuck E. Chesse,
They thought that you would want me to go there.
I was good to get out,
It reminded me of our little adventures.
After your memorial service,
When we got home there were,
Hundreds of cards and flowers,
To our surprise your Dad came,
He apologized and told us that he wasn't there for you,
I know you would have been happy.
The two men that killed you are on death row,
I wish, I could kill them myself,
Everytime I think that, I can hear you say,
Two wrongs don't make a right,
Like Grandma use to say.
Mommy,
I miss you so much!
I hope this finds you safe and sound.
I knw you wouldn't want me to be sad,
But the last thought I have before I go to sleep is,
Mommy why?
9-27-06
poem by Brandi Young
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Jerks
there are times you showed you cared,
than there were those times you pushed me out the door,
making me wish i wasn't here anymore,
only because i didn't feel like anybody cared,
you seemed to be helpful when i needed you the most,
but, times when i was telling how i felt,
you laugh like it was a joke,
and i seen you as a jerk,
everything i've been through has not been easy,
it doesn't help when you turn away,
knowing i'm bearly hanging on,
from really being gone,
doesn't mean a thing,
only if i'm not where i'm suppose to be.
poem by Mona Martinez
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I hadn't done much rapping in a while. I really wasn't sure I was going to do that any more. For a couple years I thought I was done with that. It wasn't really required of me.
Some Thing New
Everyday we are blessed to live,
There is...
Some 'thing' new.
Something we hadn't thought,
Would be interesting enough to do.
But if we,
Choose that some 'thing' viewed...
As a pick up to keep us lifted.
While pursuing that some 'thing' viewed,
Our minds will broaden to accept and receive.
Everyday,
There is...
Some thing new.
There is...
Something we hadn't thought,
But could find...
Interesting enough to do.
And if we thought about that yesterday,
When we refused...
The experience.
And dismissed it as a foolish event,
We might have discovered,
Just how much we grew.
Everyday we are blessed to live,
There is...
Some 'thing' new.
Something we hadn't thought,
Would be interesting enough to do.
But if we,
Choose that some 'thing' viewed...
As a pick up to keep us lifted.
While pursuing that some 'thing' viewed,
Our minds will broaden to accept and receive.
And if we thought about that yesterday,
When we refused...
The experience.
And dismissed it as a foolish event,
We might have discovered,
Just how much we grew.
But if we,
Choose that some 'thing' viewed...
As a pick up to keep us lifted.
And make that the rule that is meant...
Much joy will come to me and you.
And if we,
Choose that some thing viewed...
As a pick up to keep us lifted,
Much joy...
Will come to me and you.
Much joy...
Would be what it is we pursued.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Double Standard
So what if I'm just a little apprehensive
So what if I'm not exactly what I've led you to believe
It doesn't mean a thing
It's a total lie that we're expected to believe
There's no such thing as a level playing field
And I've never been one much for dependency
It's a fraud, your view of equality
So what if you don't believe the double standard
So what about everybody who comes after, are they the same?
Do they deserve a thing?
It doesn't matter how hard I have tried
Still I've given everything away
With nothing in return
I waited as I watched the world go by
Still I've given everything away with no return
song performed by by Face To Face
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It Really Doesn't Matter
You say your ugly, i say it doesn't matter.
You say you have a dark past,
i say it doesn't matter.
You say theirs overwhelming responsibility,
i say it doesn't matter.
I don't believe in walking away when things get hard.
In fact they are my spark to continue my march.
Through thick and thin where to begin.
You say you don't have a way.
I say it doesn't matter.
You say that you cant give back what you would like.
I say it doesn't matter.
You say, you say oh it really doesn't matter,
I live one day at a time.
Choices will be made that will save the day
but hurt me financially.
It doesn't matter Choice will be made
that will set me back in my expectations.
It doesn't matter,
It really doesn't matter.
Its well worth it.
To see the beauty that
you have placed before me.
Oh how its worth it.
To settle down and not be looking to be found.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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In the spirit of Rumi - 50 - One Thing
Oh the pleasure, the happiness,
the delight, the joy, the bliss,
of doing just one thing above all!
When I was a child, I did many things;
that’s right for children – there’s the world,
go play in it; ask, what’s a horizon? but what
lies beyond? and why can’t I see angels
if angels can see me? …
When I was a young man, I did many things;
that’s right for young men – which one will I love?
which one will love me? And when we’ve together found our love,
oh what then? and oh what then?
But now I’m older, there seems less time
for many things; they will look after themselves
without my help… so, what delight
to give oneself to just one thing…
one thing at a time; and then
one thing…
and it seems, it doesn’t matter what;
roses need an expert to collaborate
in dreaming up new beauty from an older stock;
dogs need exercise, and a two-legs to look up to;
grandchildren are born to love grandparents
in a special way..
and, duties done, and hearts served well,
one thing…it might be poetry,
in which to say, look, all this
I’ve received: here’s recognition,
acknowledgement, and gratitude…
and the other things, like sleeping, eating,
become day by day like living in someone else’s poem;
someone else committed to one thing…
and then one day, perhaps,
life’s curtain twitches; and some great being
looks in the window, the very moment you look out;
and ‘one thing’, in the most natural way,
becomes…
poem by Michael Shepherd
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In Certain Matters of the Heart
It's a matter of the heart,
the doctor says,
and he can fix it
with catheter ablation.
'It works miracles, ' he says,
'in certain matters of the heart.'
He's been a cardiologist for years.
'Take my word for it, ' he says.
'You'll be sedated. Won't feel a thing.'
No excavation in my chest, either.
Instead, he'll make little holes
in my groin and snake tiny wires
to the surface of my heart
and kill the current that makes
my heart race like a hare
at times and mope
like a turtle other times.
He's never lost a patient.
'You'll be fine, ' he says.
'Trust me.'
Nine out of 10 ablations work.
I'll save hundreds a month, he says,
on medications. No more Multaq.
No more Cardizem. And I'll never
have to wear a heart monitor again.
'Shall we give it a try? ' he asks.
'I've got an opening
two weeks from Monday.
It's an outpatient procedure.
You'll go home the same day,
rest for a week and then resume
your usual activities, even bowling.
Do you like bowling? My nurses do.
I prefer woodcarving.'
'Okay, Doc, ' I tell him.
'I'll give it a try, but tell me,
where were you 40 years ago
when the kids were small
and I was young, like a bull,
and a different matter of the heart
dropped me like a bullet.
Are you sure my heart's still ticking?
Where's your stethoscope?
I haven't felt a thing in years.'
poem by Donal Mahoney
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Red Rape
If rape was a color it would be red
the definition of rape an red
aren’t the same, doesn’t matter to me
I told you to stop
I told you no
It doesn’t matter what I say
nothing is the same
even thought I didn’t know anything
I knew it wasn’t right
you can’t hold me down no more
no matter what you say
I know my rights from wrongs
times have changed
I’m no kid no more
No more blood
but still so much tears
I’ll never do what you did to me
just wait an see
the damage has been done
who said abuse breeds abuse
I’ll break the chain
I could never hurt a soul
if red was a color I’d be rape
poem by Justin C. Philhower
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The matter of a thing
You are a spiritual thing,
You are a living thing,
You are a breathing thing,
You are a amazing thing,
You are a vivacious thing,
and you can arise above anything,
because you were created by the King of Kings,
to do wonderful and kingly things.
Therefore each day, as you look into
the mirror, allow your eyes to behold you.
Also be ever mindful, and make a mental note of
the true, authentic you.
The matter of a great thing.
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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Holy Coincidence
Just saying
When you're hearing the same thing
Everyone is talking about identity
What it mean to be me
To be who God us to be
It's like God is trying to bring up that issue
The thing I've hidden beneath my skin, hid deep within the tissue
The thing I've tried to run from my whole life, if you can call it that
The thing I've compartmentalized
The lies I crystallized
I thought it was over, I thought it wasn't important what made me, me
Why does it matter when I'm evil, when God sees who I can be
What part of me is good, what parts evil, is there any good
Can anything good come from this, don't you see it
Don't you see the overwhelming darkness, heartless pit
Maybe that is not what I should
Think or see, but how could I not? Did I not earn
The hatred that I have come to yearn
For, to not be able to imagine life without, and not imagine life at all
I thought we were done, I thought I could just forget
Just saying
Why is everyone talking to me about this?
Why are the passage I'm reading, the books I'm reading
The discussions I'm hearing, why this and why that
Why here and why not
Why, why, why
If it wasn't important then why
Could this just be coincidence?
Could it be pure randomness?
I do not know
If even close to coincidence I see God is trying to do something
Through me
To me
For me
Me
This feels
This seems
This appears
Selfish
Evil
Because it's me
I don't want to know about this identity
But I guess You won't let me forget
I guess I can't really say it's coincidence it's You speaking to me
But if in any it is, let me tell you
That's one freaking
Holy coincidence
poem by David Knox
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