If You Did Not Know!
If you sit and listen,
To those deranged.
You will leave them believing...
They are innocent of their misfit ways.
And they had nothing to do with,
A way of life that for all has decayed.
With halos adorning upon their heads.
And wings attached from their backs to spread.
If you sit and listen!
If you did not know!
If you thought of them victimized...
In a world they themselves did not bestow,
Their own love to feed and grow...
A decadence!
A decadence only they nurtured.
And allowed themselves to show!
If you sit and listen to them.
And...
If you did not know!
'What is that over there? '
~Oh...
Those are the two million people incarcerated.~
'How did that happen to them? '
~Who knows?
Perhaps that is what they chose.~
A government for the people,
And by the people!
Certain people...
That is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dont Listen/ listen
Don't listen when they tell you that you can't be somebody well known someday
Don't listen
to the stupid remarks people say
Don't listen
when people spread rumors.
Listen
when people give you advise
Listen
when they try to bring you spirit high
Listen
because they always try to help you.
Don't listen
to the people who try to get you high
Don't listen
to the people who lie
Don't listen
to the people who tell you that your ugly.
Listen
to the people who make you smile
Listen
to the people and get to know them for a while
Listen
to the people for you may learn something everyday.
poem by Leticia Starkey
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Some People Listen Some People Don't
You judge me before my words can come out
You can’t even look my way
And you leave me with no doubt
You won’t listen to a word I say
And I will never be heard by you
No matter what it is that I do
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
You shut me up before I can speak
You shut me up so you can keep me weak
Now I breaking all your rules
That you have made just for me
To keep me away from my history
From my strength and my dignity
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
You don’t know how many times I have prayed
That you would hear the words that I have to say
Now get out of the way
Because we no longer have to stay in this prison of the mind
Because we find you guilty of the ultimate crime
Now get out of the way
So that they can hear what I have to say
And begin to make their plans for escape today
Even though you made me a thug,
It is out of love that I put my message out
Find your voice in school and follow the Golden Rule
And shout it out, with out a doubt
That you will be heard, until you are heard
Right down to the very last word
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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Life Is Truly Like A Stage
If we filmed all our lives,
Would people watch us as we cry,
Would people listen to our lies,
Would people sorrow as we die?
If our stories were to be told,
Would people let the stories unfold,
Would people notice us be so bold,
Would people love us as we grow?
If our lives were to intertwine,
Would people drink it as a wine,
Would people lurk as we shine,
Would people sit as we dine?
If we had a song to sing,
Would people listen to everything,
Would people know our love is like a ring,
Would people know you are my queen?
If we all had an undying love,
Would people let it fly like a dove,
Would people turn to the gods above,
Would people know of our true love?
If I had one thing to give,
Would people know your love is why I live,
Would people know the joy, to me, you give,
Would people know for your love I'd jump a cliff?
If you had one thing to take,
It would be my soul so great,
Now that people know my fate,
It is that my love for you came too late.
poem by Matthew Jenkins
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Listen, Listen
Listen, listen to the life all around.
You need not put your ear to the ground.
For what springs forth is already here.
It's just repeating year after year.
There's grass growing green mixed with weeds.
There are people doing good and bad deeds.
There are babes being born and some that we mourn
as we listen to life all around.
Listen, listen to the life that's here.
You need not shirk from it. You need not fear.
For the fearful ones will ne'er be content.
They'll shake where they stand with discontent.
There are birds that sing, then eat the worm.
There are people that are well and some with germ.
There are raindrops falling and the echoes of drought
as we listen to life all around.
Listen, listen to the life on earth.
You need not search hard for there is no dearth.
It's there in abundance. It's in full bloom.
It's outside among the flowers and inside every room.
There are cats that purr and some that screech.
There are people that listen and people that preach.
There are words in the air and true words of prayer
as we listen to life all around.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Who says
Who Says
Who says who says
We can’t fall in love
I say I say
We show’em all wrong
You say you say
I already love you
Who says who says
We’ll never make it
I say I say
I think we will
You say you say
I know we will
Never listen to what other people say
No No never ever
listen to what other people say
Who says who say
Love isn’t real
I say I say
I’m in love with you
You say you say
I always loved you
Who says who says
That we won’t be happy
I say I say
I am happy with you
You say you say
I am in love with you
Never listen to what other people say
No NO never ever
listen to what other people say
Who says whop says
We wont fall in love
I say I say
We show’em wrong
You say you say
I already love you
*this is not hannah montana for the thousand time I hate her*
poem by Makayla Straight
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Delusions Of Grandeur
You don't care about nothing
So you don't care about love
If you want me to come back
You'd better change
You'd better give up talking about money
Begin thinking of love
If you want me to come back
You'd better change
You'd better change for the better
It cost more than dollars and cents
Take it from me there's - got to be
An end to this decadence
This decadence
You don't care about people
So you don't care about pain
If you want me to come back
You'd better change
You'd better change for the better
Start using some common sense
Take it from me there's - got to be
An end to this decadence
For decadence - is fatal
It's the beginning of the end
In self-defense
I cannot recommend
This decadence
You don't care about real life
You're too distant and strange
If you want me to come back
You'd better change for the better
It may be rather intense
Stop this caprice, you've got to cease
This fin-de-siecle pretence
For decadence - is fatal
It's the beginning of the end
In consequence
I cannot recommend
This decadence
This decadence
This decadence
This decadence
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Listen To The Rain
(Rain)
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen listen
Listen to each drop of rain (listen listen)
Aaah
Whispering secrets in rain (listen listen)
Aaah
Frantically searching for someone to hear
That story be more than it hides
Please don't let go
Can't we stay for a while?
It's just to hard to say goodbye
Listen to the rain
Aa...ah
Listen listen listen listen listen listen to the rain
Weeping
Oo...ooh oooh ooh oo...ooh
Oo...ooh oooh oh oh
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen
I stand alone in the storm (listen listen)
Suddenly sweet words take hold
(Listen listen)
Hurry they stay for you haven't much time
Open your eyes to the love around you
You can feel youre alone
But I'm here still with you
You can do what you dream
Just remember to listen to the rain
oo...ooh oh oh oh oh
ooh ooh oh oh oooh
Listen
song performed by by Evanescence
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Be still, but be in vigour.
Listen.
The winds of change blow at your feet.
Listen.
They call your name and feed your heart.
Listen.
They tell you what you want and more,
listen.
Just stop, and listen.
They know you,
truly,
and they are simply here to show you the way.
They know the quivering child who fears the world who resides inside your soul.
Listen.
They bring you no harm, so
listen.
Listen and just be glad.
Your angels have come to take you home.
The Art Of My Poetry
Listen to the art of my poetry,
Listen oh mankind!
What goes around comes around,
And like the things seen in and around us;
But not all the governments are doing well on this earth.
Why are many people suffering ans starving?
Listen to the art of my poetry;
Why are there many bombs in our backyards?
Listen to the art of my poetry;
Why should there be many people sleeping on the streets while,
There are governments ruling over them?
I have seen people drinking from dirty water,
I have seen people eating from the garbage dump,
Yet still there are governments ruling over them;
Listen oh mankind!
Listen to the art of my poetry.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Wall Clock And The Stairs....
all the sad and lonely people
they are all here
gathered,
all the sad and lonely people
they are all here
and i listen, listen all too well
and i ask myself, from where do all these lonely people come from?
and i ask some of them, from where do you come from?
all the lonely and sad people do not answer
they are well dressed, and square and straight and prim and proper
their lips are sealed and their gazes are deep
all the lonely and sad people with their wits on, their wisdom kept
in the silence of their boxes
that thorax, that ax on their backs
no blood at all, no sound, nothing so bad to see
from all these sad and lonely people
who have gathered here
knowing perhaps that we all look the same,
and behave in the same manner
of the wall clock and the stairs.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Song for Iraq
Listen, people are crying
Listen, bombs are raining
Listen, missiles are pounding
Fires are spreading
Houses are burning
People are running.
Listen, mothers are screaming
Listen, children are dying
Listen, soldiers are bleeding
Death is growing
Hate is rising
Where are we heading?
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho,
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.
_____________________
(written at the 9th day of bombing April 2002)
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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I see something wrong
Some people care about,
you.
Some people don't care
Would people listen to,
our lies?
Why are people abused
I see something wrong
There are pretty people
There ugly people
People play
People talk
I'm tired of people messing,
With me.
I guess people hate the truth
Some people are bad
Some people care
Others don't
Why do people cry?
This is life
I don't understand
Some people like to talk
Some people like to walk
Why people argue over nothing?
People act crazy
Why are people always cheating?
People that are lost
I admire people that have respect,
for others.
We are the people of the earth
What really goin on?
I really don't know
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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We never thought it would be something everyone would listen to. We never thought people who listen to Britney Spears would run to listen to it. It was intended for people on the fanatical side of production and hi-fi.
quote by Wayne Coyne
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In a free society, government reflects the soul of its people. If people want change at the top, they will have to live in different ways. Our major social problems are not the cause of our decadence. They are a reflection of it.
quote by Cal Thomas
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At home, we don't listen to our music-we listen to other people's music. It keeps you attached to the show business world.
quote by Celine Dion
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Viewpoint
some people said I was crazy
And some people said I was lazy
And some people said I was on course
For a fully fledged 'divorce'
Until I said 'listen, I'm not married'
Some people said I was always carried
By other people with as much emotional baggage
Some people said I looked like a cabbage
And some people said I was as BIG AS A HOUSE
Some people said I was as quiet as a mouse
And some people said I should get a life
some people said I was a pain in the neck
And some people said they felt the pain
And some people who salvaged the wreck
Abandoned the deck
Broadcasting the ship would sink
And some people of the same clan
Disconnected their phone
Leaving me to ponder on my own
About all that they had said
And all their words fell silent
And suddenly dead.....
After so much defintion
I chose life instead
yvette smith march 09
poem by Yvette Smith
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Decadence
You don't care about nothing
So you don't care about love
If you want me to come back
You'd better change
You'd better give up talking about money
Begin thinking of love
If you want me to come back
You'd better change
You'd better change for the better
It cost more than dollars and cents
Take it from me there's - got to be
An end to this decadence
This decadence
You don't care about people
So you don't care about pain
If you want me to come back
You'd better change
You'd better change for the better
Start using some common sense
Take it from me there's - got to be
An end to this decadence
For decadence - is fatal
It's the beginning of the end
In self-defense
I cannot recommend
This decadence
You don't care about real life
You're too distant and strange
If you want me to come back
You'd better change for the better
It may be rather intense
Stop this caprice
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys from Disco 2
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The Chrysolite
The table and its utensils,
And of the heads over the people!
But listen to me and i will give you a sound advice.
Able men and women,
And like the first time to show your love to the thousands!
But the last will be remembered like the Sabbath.
Every man and his companion is like a calf dancing on a stage with,
An awesome thing at hand to use always;
But these are the acts from the elders of my people around.
The chrysolite, an onyx and the jasper!
The poles went into the rings of love;
And like the first day of the first moon,
But bring in the tables to set out the things of love on them.
You are flying on the sweet wings of the eagle but listen to me,
For the mountains' view are limited to you now;
And like the first time to show your love to the thousands!
But these are part of the acts from your mind up high.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The 'Backturners
Who are those people turning their backs,
When others walk pass them.
'The young people refer to them,
As the 'backturners'.
They are quick to do that to anyone they perceive,
Have ambitions to assist them...
With needs they may have in the community.'
That makes not a bit of sense.
They do it as if they wish to offend someone.
'They do.
It is done to ensure they are noticed.
And one is suppose to have their feelings hurt,
By their actions.
It's tradition.
And visitors around the world...
Come here just to see them turn their backs.'
I don't get it.
How is this act benefitting them?
'It doesn't.
But as a tourist event?
People come here to spend their money.
And not a dime does that go towards this community.
And...
The backturners complain about it.'
Yeah...
But,
Aren't they the ones who turn their backs?
'I live here.
I'm not trying to figure that out anymore.
And all of them I know personally.'
Maybe they will listen to you?
'I'm sorry.
My ears have closed shut.
Did you say something? '
I said...
Maybe they will listen to you?
'I'm sorry.
My ears have closed shut.
Did you say something? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Many People
How many people stand in a line?
How many people never get a chance to shine?
If you can tell me Ill gladly listen
How many people have died?
One too many right now for me
I want to be happy, I want to be free,
One too many tight now for me
I want to see ordinary people living peacefully.
How many people, go for a ride
How many people, never make it through to the other side?
If you can tell me, Ill gladly listen,
How many people have cried?
One too many right now for me
I want to be happy,
I want to be free,
One too many tight now for me
I want to see ordinary people living peacefully.
How many people, will I take? how many people
For goodness sake?
How many people?
How many people?
One too many ...
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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