How Was He Able To Escape?
Inspite of those in opposition meeting in secret,
Seeking to find ways to defeat with deceit...
All efforts one makes to succeed with achievement,
A pursuing to do to satisfy those already toasting...
The one subjected to an undoing guaranteed to be done,
Has been discovered to be incompleted.
Blinded by misdeeds they could not see...
Determination is the key held,
By the one holding onto kept faith.
And ready to prove it takes much more,
Than the making of foolish attempts to break...
One concentrated with a connection to fate not faked.
A yearning burning hot with fire inside,
Can not be visualized by those scheming outside...
To diminish one's identity andf integrity affixed to one's pride!
'I am not believing a word of this.
Repeat that again.
HOW was he able to escape from confinement? '
~We have no clue.
All of us there,
Participated in the tieing of his arms, legs and chest...
To the chair.
His mouth was taped with duct tape too.
And we taunted him with the music of Vanilla Ice.
Hoping the use of this device,
Would put an end to his appetite for living life.~
'And...
When you returned to his cell,
He was gone?
The cell was unlocked and empty?
Except for his clothes?
That is impossible.'
~We are telling you what we know.~
'But...
How could he have escaped from this place butt naked?
What is it that he has that is so impressive,
To mesmerize those with opened eyes? '
~Well...
In defense of those who had not seen him before unclothed,
I am sure it wasn't his mind that hypnotized.~
'Was he with a weapon? '
~I would say YES.
And that would be a guess.
One, I would imagine...
Much larger than the rest of us.~
'I see!
It is clear to me now.
Someone amongst you...
Had to return to the cell,
To loosen the rope around his legs and thighs.
Captivated by more than just his mind,
We all had agreed should be kept confined.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cell Phone Mania
Cell phones to the right,
Cell phones to the left,
Cell phones, cell phones,
everywhere I look.
Red alert, stop! Listen,
shut up and drive,
shut up and read,
Cell phones, why so many.
Everyone talking,
cell phones in cars,
cell phones in bars,
eating places, cell phones.
There you can't escape
from them, you say
to yourself, the restroom,
no one would dare
use cell phone in there,
oh no, I hear someone,
talking to me, I answer them,
oh, sorry sir, did not know you
were on cell phone.
Oh, so many,
shut up, and walk.
Do away with cell phones,
and it would be like,
the crash of '29'.
People need cell phones,
sometimes their nice,
to have, but so many,
cell phones, might
as well join them
if you can't lick 'em,
join them.
Cell phone, cell phone
now how do I use this
thing, oh cell phone, cell phone,
Hello, Hello, oh that's
you mert.
wrote 1-19-07
Sorry, Wrong Number
Those handy little Cell phones have changed
They do things now that can enthrall.
They play music, games and take pictures too
They can even make a phone call.
And if voice mail is not enough
You can type a text that‘s wordy
By using the little keyboard
That’s much too small but QWERTY.
With all of the things Cell phones can do
There’s just one thing I am berating.
It is what this little device has done,
For the wonderful word of dating.
When on a first time dinner date
And her Cell phone rings
It can be a harbinger
Of what the future brings.
Depending on her reaction
You’ll soon find out your fate.
Whether it will be an early evening
Or you’ll be getting home very late.
This is a human application
That can cause one to burn.
But, better than going to the ladies room
With her never to return.
poem by Edward Iacona
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A stem cell is essentially a blank cell capable of becoming another, more differentiated cell-type in the body, such as a skin cell, a muscle cell or a nerve cell.
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So Amazing
Oh, ooh, oh yes
When you're life's walk
Can't see the light of day
And your hope is gone
When you second-guess your faith
When you turn around
And realize that no one else
Will believe in you only yourself
When you're holding on
Can't find a will to breathe
Can you right the wrong?
That has brought you to your knees
Though you've barely lived your life
You keep on believing you'll survive
And all that's left is what's inside
[1] - Amazing
I have heard my inner voice
And finally can rejoice
I was lost and way down
Never thought that I would be
Amazing but now I'm free
So you let go of love that's holding on
And you close your eyes
Never thought of being wrong
And you surrendered half your life
To a world of pain and sacrifice
But through it all, through it all
You make things right
[Repeat 1]
Desperate (oh so desperate)
So confined (so confined)
Every day (oh) losing touch (losing touch) of my mind
(Of my mind, oh)
I found that strength
(So I found that strength)
In my pride
(And I've gave my pride)
Isn't it crazy, so amazing
I'm alive
[Repeat 1 [2x]]
So free, amazing that now I'm free
song performed by by Boyz II Men
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Cannibal Song
Dehumanize
Lobotomize
Thrown into a cell
Swallow your pride
In an infant mind
Thrown into a cell
A punishment fit
For a crippled mind
Dont do that to me
Criminals, sodomites, all laughing at me
Life is hell
Forever fighting
A deficient mind
Were all left alone and poisoned
A sickening trap
A sight worth seeing
Dehumanize
Lobotomize
Thrown into a cell
Swallow your pride
In an infant mind
Dont do that to me
Dont do that to me
Force breaks our back
Time preserves, fearfully
You know what I said
Hideous and strange
Thrown into a cell
A punishment fit
For a crippled mind
song performed by by Ministry
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A Lie To Lie
you whisper a lie
to a friend
and instructs him
to keep it
as a secret and
the same
procedure is repeated
from ear to
ear
from mouth to mouth
from cell phone
to cell phone
and wait
till tomorrow morning
the lie knocks
at your door and
it introduces
its name to you
and its
background
how it came into
being
you are amazed
and you shake
its hand
and hug it
and you give it
a new name
the truth
they all believe
in
without doubt
now mind you
why do you complain
that you are maligned?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Blinded By Shades Of Gray
Sometimes I feel confused and like my heart is broke.
Sometimes I think I'll find inner peace with smoke-
As I inhale the poisons and then exhale them away…
Sometimes I don't know why I think that way-
I guess because I'm blinded by shades of gray-
As I blindly try to find my way...
Sometimes I fly so high-
But the problems are still there, I cant deny-
Because eventually, I have to come back down to reality,
And that's one thing, From which drugs can never permanently set you free...
Sometimes I don't know why
I think that way-
I guess because I'm blinded by shades of gray-
As I blindly try to find my way...
Sometimes I think I'll find my answers,
At the bottom of a glass and I'll try to drink my problems away-
As the world around me blurs-
With bitter-sweet intoxication...
Sometimes I don't know why I think that way-
I guess its just my sometimes foolish imagination-
As I blindly try to find my way...
Sometimes I like to feel pain on the outside-
To mask the pain on the inside…
Sometimes I'll cut my wrists-
Sometimes longing just to end the pain and darkness-
With all this suffering inside-
Thinking that suicide,
Would be okay-
Hoping to bleed to death and fade into oblivion…
Sometimes I don't know why I think that way-
I guess because I'm blinded by shades of gray-
While I feel like the world is a place, Not worth living in-
In which I blindly try to find my way...
I hope its not to late,
To escape
This dark fate-
But for now, I guess I'll just have to wait-
As I long to escape the pain-
To never have to face it again...
But for now, I'll just take my medicine-
To help me forget this dark world, I'm living in...
poem by Philip Alarie
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My main efforts focussed on trying to identify the rate controlling steps during the cell cycle. Crucial for this analysis were wee mutants that were advanced prematurely through the cell cycle and so divided at a reduced cell size.
quote by Paul Nurse
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Stronger
Life
Has a funny way of trying to make
You a certain type
And making it hard
Yeah life
Is feet firmly on the ground
With a fear of flying
It's always too far
Chorus 1:
It only makes me stronger
When you say I can't do it
I'll work that bit harder
When you say it's not within my grip
The barriers, I'll break them down
I'll prove myself, I'll stick around
I'll get through it all somehow
Nothing's unreachable
Life
Is full of all these empty words
In perfect rhyme
When they don't make no sense
Resigned
To all of these doubts and nerves
You want first place
But you take second best
Chorus 2:
It only makes me stronger
When you say I won't succeed
I'll work that bit harder
When you say you see no strength in time
The barriers, I'll break them down
I'll prove myself, I'll stick around
I'll get through it all somehow
Nothing's unreachable
Oh it's just a state of mind
If you set yourself up to fall
You'll never get there at all
All you've got to do is rise
It takes more to break me than a wave or two
Whatever's sent to test me
Gonna make it through
Repeat Chorus 1
Don't hide
Don't cover up what fuels you
Deep inside
It carries you on
Go find
That dream you dreamt about
Each and every night
Before it's gone
Cos you don't understand how I feel
You don't understand this is real
It's life
Yeah it's life
It's gone
song performed by by Will Young
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The Choice Is Yours
i cant take the gun
from your hand...
cant take your finger
from the trigger...
i cant cut down the rope
you've tied to the rafter....
i cant remove the darkness
you're clinging to with
all of your might....
the 'self' that's lying to you
stands in the way....
it seems easier to stay
in your cell... than
to break free and live....
but life is not what it seems!
you only have that which
you let go of.... only know
that which you reveal....
the choice is yours!
i stand here with a broom
waiting to sweep clean your cell....
with a prayer to take the empty nest
from the branches of your soul.
the choice is yours...
i can only walk beside you!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Peace Of Mind
I gotta find peace of mind... I gotta find peace of mind
He says it's impossible...But I know it's possible
He says it's impossible... But I know it's possible
He says there's no me without him... Please help me forget about him
He takes all my energy... Trapped in my memory
Constantly holding me... Constantly holding me
I need to tell you all... All the pain he's caused mmmmm
I need to tell you I'm... I'm undone because mmmmmm
He says it's impossible... But I know it's possible
He says it's impossible without him... But I know it's possible
To finally be in love... And know the real meaning of
A lasting relationship... Not based on ownership
I trust every part of u.... Cause all that you say you do
You love me despite myself
Sometimes I... I fight myself
I just can't believe that you.... Would have anything to do
With someone so insecure... Someone so immature
Ohh you inspire me, to be the higher me
You make my desire pure... You make my desire pure
Just tell me what to say... I can't find the words to say
Please don't be mad with me... I have no identity
All that I've known is gone... All I was building on
I wanna walk wit you, how do I talk to you?
Touch my mouth with your hands... Touch my mouth with your hands
Oh I wanna understand the meaning of your embrace
I know now I have to face... The temptations of my past
Please don't let me disgrace... where my devotion lays
Now that I know the thruth... Now that it's no excuse
Keeping me from your love... What was I thinking of
Holding me from your love... What was I thinking of
You are my peace of mind... That old me is left behind
You are my peace of mind... That old me is left behind
He says it's impossible... but I know it's possible
He says it's improbable... but I know it's tangible
He says it's not grabbable... but I know it's haveable
Cause anything's possible... Cause anything is possible
Please come free my mind... Please come feed my mind
Can you see my mind ohh... Won't you come free my mind
Oh I know it's possible
Anything, anything, anything, anything, anything.... yeah
Anything, anything, anything, anything, .... yeah
Anything, anything, anything, anything, anything.... yeah
Oh, free... free, free, free your mind
Free... free your mind
Free.. free your mind
Free free free free your mind
Oh, it's so possible... Oh, it's so possible
I'm telling you it's possible... I'm telling you it's possible
Free, free, free....... free, get free now (repeat)
Your my peace of mind... That old me is left behind
Your my peace of mind... Your my peace of mind
He's my peace of mind... He's my peace of mind
He's my peace of mind... What a joy it is to be alive
To get another chance, yeah... Every day's another chance
To get it right this time... everday's another chance
Oh what a merciful... merciful, merciful god
Oh what a wonderful... wonderful wonderful god (continue to end)
What a merciful... merciful, merciful, merciful god
What a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, merciful
Merciful, merciful, wonderful
Merciful, wonderful............
song performed by by Lauryn Hill
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A Cell
brain, are you there
just to be used?
if that is so, you are
the most abused of
all organs. yet as i sit
back, and reflect,
i cannot help seeing you
weaving other dreams for us
one that we cannot order
you around like scurrying back
to a toddler what seven times seven are
the dreams are more than that
and have more to do with a reptile
that once crept in the swamp
but soon finds itself in the sky
held tightly by the noose
by its ever scheming mind,
a moon that holds a thousand secrets
the mind sooner or later
coolly firmly asserts itself to be master
and not slave
the man? well, at one time
he was lying in water, a cell
with its brain outside - a universal brain
in the plants, stars, moons
millions and millions of years
passed to enable the brain outside
to grow into the cell, to guide it to
what we see manifested in front
of each of us - the human kind
and and the next million million of years?
perhaps, it might just make a detour
to leave us nothing more than a cell
lying in water and the universal mind
on to his next wondrous plan
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Duct Tape World
rice and beans,
in the slow pot...
morning hangs,
duct tape lives
in the balance....
eyes wide open,
looking both ways...
grab a smoke,
and a shovel....
join in!
wiping last night's love
from the corner of the eyes,
or maybe just memory,
and an empty chair....
long autumn day
on the path to deliverence....
rice and beans,
in a duct tape world!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Police Cell
I'm sitting in a police cell
but my mind is in hell
They know I'm mentally ill
they know i'm going to say
what they want to hear
Lie after lie
I dig the hole deeper
making sure I destroy my life
They sit and smile
taking it all down
They don't care
i'm an innocent man
They sent me to prison
for another man
But twenty years on
they could not have known
that I would rise again
prove my innocence
and send them down
Twenty years have passed
and I can still smell
the despair in that police cell
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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On being called a considerate soul who has good memory
I'd rather consider less
And turn into a worry-free princess
It's a misery to wake in the mid of the night
Considering all things that could've been possible
And no way found for them to be possible
Being considerate?
I'd rather be a magnate
I'd rewire my memory too
If brain science got a breakthrough
Long live will the memory of laughter
The memory of honor
But not for the memory of an unrequited love
Enchanted by a sweet smile
Though love can be as pure as a white dove
And a smile can be very attractive
The disappointment that follows is hard to shove
How foolish is the memory cell
That holds fast to a cute smile
The pains that follow
Are far more than poetry words can tell
If the memory cell has wings
It'll probably turn into a moth
Flying into a blazing fire
And thinking itself a light-seeking pioneer
Oh, I'd better donate the foolish cell to some wise guy
But finally
I decide to keep it and give it another try
After all
What if there really is a considerate soul in me
Soul, please, be considerate
And help rewire the memory cell for me
poem by Cathy Shao
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With An Easy Weeping Done
She runs and hides.
And prefers to be subjected,
To one's search who is seeking.
Clever in procrastinating,
And that is it!
Quick to play follow the dancing ball.
With whomever she finds easy to lick.
Convincing onlookers she is legit.
With flaws not quite hidden,
Although accustomed to deny.
As she embellishes the truth...
She will defy the telling of lies.
Wanting to be praised...
Not hazed for being lazy.
She will go out of her way,
To depict someone else as crazy!
And to any extent in her own defense...
A keeping of pretensions,
Is her intention.
She runs and hides.
And prefers to be subjected,
To one's search who is seeking.
With an easy weeping done...
She fears a truth that chases.
But celebrations that are faked,
Do come to an end.
'She's just being who she is.'
~And I'm making it clear I'm no longer her victim.
I do not solicit with a choice to choose,
Whether I prefer deception or betrayal.
Or both as a joke to provoke my integrity.
And that's just...
Being me.
I'm too familiar with the environment.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dog Trap
s/he got a new dog &
like many dogs before it,
it shed & it jumped up on the
sofa, the comfy chair in the
living room, etc.-
in regards to the prior dogs in
her/his life, s/he had
"suffered" the hair deposits,
the smell of dog, be it dry or
wet, and the rest of the
litany of petty problems
which dog owners will claim
when going to great lengths
to tame & beat their happy dog
into submission-
one day,
s/he came up with an idea
as to how to get the dog off the
chair & the sofa-
s/he got up early in the morning,
wrapped the chair in a sheet &
then subsequently wrapped that
sheet in electrical tape, masking
tape &
that really sticky gray duct tape,
all with the adhesive side facing up-
after the chair was engulfed in tape,
s/he left the house &
went to work.
low & behold,
when the once-frustrated dog owner
returned to her/his abode that evening,
there was a whimper coming from the
living room-
the dog, a shaggy dog whose resemblance
to a frayed towel
was uncanny,
had gotten itself stuck on the tape &
the pulling of its hair in the attempt to escape
the tape-engulfed chair,
was too much for the poor dog,
who had been undergoing the pain for
who knows how long-
the satisfied owner
talked conceitedly to the dog,
asking it what the problem was
(as if the poor dog had any idea what
this horrible human was babbling) &
then got down on her/his knees to
help the dog from the trap that had
worked out just the way the owner
suspected that it would,
because the dog never set foot on the
chair or the sofa again.
poem by Andrew Delapruch
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What Is Music
What is music?
What is music?
Is music the languages that shoot out of my mouth and speak in silence?
Is music the moving of my lip according to my mind command?
What is music?
Music is the one two word that my mind put together in my mouth
Music is the airs that escape a snap of my violence teeth
Music is the wisdom sound my mind and mouth produce
Music is the combine sound that entertain my ear drum
What is music?
Music is a simple sound I verbalize to state my joyful soul
Music is the jingle that loosen my soul in time of desire
Music is the sounds that launch me to a free world
Music is the spirit that struggle in me
What is music?
Music is the sound I scream from my mouth to a free humanity
Music is a one two word I yell
Music is the lyric I cry to express my mental mind,
My beating heart
My jumping feet
My shouting soul
My sweating body
What is music?
Music is the rhythm of my voice, what is music? ?
poem by Robert Otim
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Call To Get A Cop
If you want me arrested,
Call to get a cop.
I've given my best,
Believe it or not.
Now you want to confess to me...
You think I'm a thief!
Please.
If you want me arrested,
Call to get a cop.
I've given up all I had,
Believe that or not.
Now you tell me that I can't leave...
Because your aggravations aren't that bad.
This is worse than living in a jail cell.
Living with you has been pure hell.
I've got to leave you and do it quick,
With a taking of my mind...
And,
Splitting through an exit!
Yes.
If you call a cop,
Be honest when you tell on me.
Get a cop,
And tell the story truthfully.
Without those tears you weep and drop.
With the telling of lies nonstop.
Whoa Nelly!
If you want me arrested,
Call to get a cop.
I've given my best,
Believe it or not.
Now you want to confess to me...
You think I'm a thief!
Please.
And you want me arrested,
Because I wont take from you...
More of your mess,
Yes.
You want me arrested,
Because your testing gives me no rest.
And...
You want me arrested,
Because I've decided to step.
Yes.
And you wish to break my neck.
So,
If you want me arrested?
Call to get a cop.
I've given my best,
Believe it or not.
Now you want to confess to me...
I've all you've got,
Please!
This is worse than living in a jail cell.
Living with you has been pure hell.
I've got to leave you and do it quick,
With a taking of my mind...
And,
Splitting through an exit!
Yes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Length of Time
Cell to cell a trapped apocalypse moves
breaking the taboo, deconstructing
the secret of body in chains
The myth explodes, offends the knowledge.
I know that I do not know myself.
Lacerating, ravishing the soil
the roots come out of air
to find the imprint of fruits.
I concede, I stop at the door of pain.
Hold me, when I tremble with stage fright.
My turn has come to speak the truth.
I have not made up my mind
to consume the light.
Garden takes a nap in the dark.
The boldness will face the dream
in length of time.
poem by Satish Verma
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