In Their Own Backyards
The demons find themselves...
Laughed at and ridiculed,
By those unbridled...
To do so,
In their own backyards.
And become appalled and offended,
By their own reflections displayed.
Their own wickedness...
Catches them unmasked.
'How dare a mocking,
When we are not parading in masquerade.
I thought 'they' were with 'us'? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Masquerade
Im here , laying underneath
But there is nothing left to say
You slowly went your way from me
Felt your softness fade away
Who am I ?
To make you stay
Oh , here we go again
Entering the masquerade
This is the place
Dreams will shatter
Cover your face and care no more
She dont care no more
These narrowed eyes I dont know
Nothing is there behind
The mask you wear
Now it feels so unreal
Cold as ice
This face I see
Masquerade , masquerade
Let me out
Masquerade, masquerade
Care no more
Masquerade
She dont care no more
Masquerade, masquerade
Let me out to save her
song performed by by Xymox
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The aftermath of the war is what inspired us to write many of our plays. The whole reason for our writing Inherit the Wind was that we were appalled at the blacklisting. We were appalled at thought control.
quote by Jerome Lawrence
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When Vanity Becomes One's Face
Unfortunately,
When vanity becomes the face...
Of one parading that around others.
A charading done that has taken place,
Becomes the accepted familiarity.
And when the time does come,
For that one to reveal underneath a mask...
Worn to masquerade reality.
What is seen is regarded as fake.
Leaving one without choices or options to make.
Unfortunately...
When vanity becomes the face,
Of one parading that around others.
A charading done that has taken place,
Becomes accepted familiarity.
When vanity becomes one's face,
Escaping these presentations...
Is difficult to erase to replace with truth.
Since deceivers only deepen,
A distrusting of them and whatever they do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Time Sacrificed With Motivation Kept
Choosing what one wishes to do,
Is at first ridiculed.
Especially if what is seen to be done,
Appears to be impossible.
To those declaring that.
Not to show support of course.
But to discourage independent acts.
With a voicing of negativity to keep one off track.
And when one begins to attract attention,
By those independent acts mentioned.
Others then wish to know how this was done,
When the one laughed at and ridiculed.
Succeeds with proof to silence everyone.
Although time sacrificed with motivation kept,
As one's device.
Were used as tools to keep one focused,
With a doing that refused the making of excuses.
Or hollow dreams of wishing to see a floating boat,
Arriving on the horizon with their name printed on it...
To widen the eyes of other folks.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Up Against The Walls They Installed
At any price their decadence is wished.
An opportunity to be lifted away from it,
Keeps them at a distance!
Becoming suspicious.
What has been theirs for centuries declared...
Now faces scrutiny.
A mutiny leaves them unprepared!
That rubbish about trust,
Has been thrusted into a limelight.
This does not please those of historical deceit.
They are not accustomed to this kind of treachery.
Tethered by their own need to feed greed.
And from it,
They are hoping not to retreat.
This dishonesty cloaked,
Promises to expose them to those on the streets!
And leaks of this kind,
Finds them appalled!
A charading masquerade finally comes to a stall.
With blemishes once hidden and seducing those betrayed,
Now shown to be the nature of their flaws displayed!
Leaving them with their values and standards of life...
Up against the walls they've installed,
At the lowest grade they've kept shaded!
As they enforce sufferings endured by all.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Days Before You Came
Days before you came
Freezing cold and empty
Towns that change their name
And a horn of plenty
Days before you came
Counting breaths inside me
Even crack cocaine
Couldn't start to hide me
Won't you join me now
Baby's looking torn and frayed
Join the masquerade
Join the masquerade
Won't you join me now
Baby's looking to get laid
Join the masquerade
Join the masquerade
Days before you came
It always seemed enticing
to be naked and profane
there is no denying
Days before you came
Thunderbolts and lightning
Each day a brand new vein
Each tourniquet colliding
Didn't what you anyway [x4]
Won't you join me now
Baby's looking torn and frayed
Join the masquerade
Join the masquerade
Won't you join me now
Baby's looking to get laid
Join the masquerade
Join the masquerade
Days before you came [repeat]
song performed by by Placebo from Reinventing The Steel
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Ones Of Unmistakable Faith And Truth
Reality is closing in on them.
And they are doing their best,
To protect their pretentions.
Character assassinators,
Are working overtime...
Trying to find the right combination,
Of deceit and believability.
Full fledged demons have unmasked themselves,
Knowing what time it is,
And the limitations left to plant more misdeeds.
While the ones of unmistakable faith and truth,
Observe those of burning minds in unconciousness...
Go through the steps to prove themselves correct,
With an accepting of their own ignorance they defend.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Suicide unmasked
I have been to hell and back.
But now in hell I will stay.
As this day I choose death over life.
Suicide has been with me for a while now.
And now it has been unmasked.
It has been un masked.
For soon I shall be gone.
And cold in the ground.
No longer do I live life on the merry go round.
Suicide is unmasked.
It has unleashed it's power.
And taken a hold of me.
But no longer do I care.
My life never had any glory.
Suicide had been unmasked.
At long last.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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That 'Rubbing' Done That Has Appalled You
If you really want to feel offended by anything done,
To you that is believed is directed.
Be you offended,
By being deceived, manipulated and used.
By those who have thrown that up in your face.
Then compared that to something you've heard,
That you have felt...
Rubbed you the wrong way.
Now...
With that 'rubbing' done that has appalled you,
Connect that something said...
To that which is actually happening to you.
On a daily basis that you have blindly accepted.
With that false faith you project to protect.
That accepts being deceived, manipulated and used.
What words have you heard has directly affected your life?
The words you don't like?
Or the people honest enough to say them?
Now...which do you prefer when being stabbed in the back?
Being able to selected the instrument used?
Or do you have a preference for a certain color?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Climb Pyramid Steps Touch The Sky
Take off the life mask
by putting on a mask
for a festival carnival
of community celebration
put on the masquerade mask
to put on an original face
free an original mind
thought is a pattern mask
culture web fabricated
taught in word rhetoric
free soul sought mind
escape word limitations
ancient ritual pathways
climb pyramid steps
to touch unmasked sky.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Dare To Dream
(paul begaud/vanessa corish/wayne tester)
I am my own believer
In my heart the reason
I will follow the light from within
Im not afraid of weakness
Im gonna taste the sweetness
Of the power not to give in
Oh I will see it through
I believe this is my moment of truth
Dare to dream
Dare to fly
Dare to be the ever chosen one to touch the sky
Dare to reach
Dare to rise
Find the strength to set my spirit free
Dare to dream
I will go the distance
Embrace resistance
I will lay my soul on the line
When the wait is over
And the hunger has spoken
If I give my all,i will shine
Oh I will see it through
I believe, this is my moment of truth
Dare to dream
Dare to fly
Dare to be the ever chosen one to touch the sky
Dare to reach
Dare to rise
Find the strength to set my spirit free
Dare to dream,oh
And the heart will shine like the sun
A million voices together as one
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
Dare to dream
Dare to fly
Dare to be the ever chosen one to touch the sky
Dare to reach
Dare to rise
Find the strength to set my spirit free
Dare to dream
Dare to fly
Dare to be the ever chosen one to touch the sky
Dare to reach
Dare to rise
Find the strength to set my spirit free
(find the strength to set my spirit free)
Find the strength to do what I believe
(I believe)
Dare to dream
Dare to dream
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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A Place To Stay In Your Head
You bare those burdens,
Of carrying your own demons.
With the hiding of them you should give up.
Or at least learn how to duck,
From the blows of their punches.
There is something about getting hit,
Helps to assist your feelings of acceptance.
You say it's from a bad suffering,
From the absence of good luck!
That keeps you securely fixed to muck.
And me you believe,
Ignore reality to bask in a world of fantasy.
You wont hear my demons laughing.
They struggle with me right now,
To have my mind accept your philosophy!
My demons come to tease.
But the getting on my knees has been done.
At an expense I am still fighting to overcome.
You bare those burdens,
Of carrying your own demons.
With the hiding of them you should give up.
They enjoy the fact you see yourself in a rut.
And when you decide to shut them up...
They become offended.
And since they know you will continue,
To protect them with excuses...
They know they have a place to stay in your head,
Without a fear you will abandom them.
'You think you know so much! '
Tell your demons to shut up.
'THAT'...
I do know,
Will eventually work to 'your' benefit.
'You make me sick.'
No!
You make 'you' sick.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unbridled gratification produces unbridled desire.
Puzzle Solved
Forming a puzzle in front of my vision,
I have quests and solutions for them;
The inspiration from the Devil is immense,
Strict peace is observed without him.
The demons are against the solution of a puzzle,
For the evil of the deeds are to be kept.
One puzzle is like two pens at work,
This conjures the vision of a dream to write.
Visions are displayed by me and my thoughts,
I see the quiz of times and see their demons.
poem by Naveed Akram
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A Song of Wrong [ You Laughed and Laughed and Laughed ]
In your eyes
My song is one of wrong
Intruding into your heart
And you laughed and
Laughed and laughed.
.
In your heart, you knew
I could be there,
Cause you brought me here.
And you laughed and
Laughed and laughed.
.
In your soul,
You knew I want you
In my home.
'cause you brought me hope.
And you laughed and
Laughed and laughed.
.
You laughed at my wrong
You laughed at my right.
You laughed over
Everything I do.
.
And now, my love I give to you
But you shut your eyes and
Laughed and laughed
And laughed.
.
You laughed at my walk
You laughed at my song.
.
You walked your walk
Into my life of wrong
Knowing all along
You could change me in all.
.
But you shot your heart
To my love
And you walked away from
My heart, and you laughed
And laughed and laughed.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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I don't think that capitalism should be unbridled, if by ""unbridled"" you mean unregulated.
quote by Chris Patten
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Virgin Killer
Music :ulrich roth
Lyrics:ulrich roth
Cry like you feel,
Try like you feel, feel it ...!
Try to escape,
Cry to escape, escape it ...!
Its so hard to run away
Hes a virgin killer ...
No, no, no, cant you see?
No, no, no, cant you see?
Youre a demons, youre a demons,
Youre a demons desire!
Death on the screen,
Sadistic magazines, watch out
Suicides evryday,
Political ways, get it
Well, you cant find new ways ...
But hes a virgin killer ...
No, no, no, cant you see?
No, no, no, cant you see?
Youre a demons, youre a demons,
Youre a demons desire!
Garbage in the streams,
A-bombs in your dreams, look out
Sharks in the pictures,
Exorcist prescriptions, forget it
Try to get away from that,
Cos hes a virgin killer ...
No, no, no, cant you see?
No, no, no, cant you see?
Youre a demons, youre a demons,
Youre a demons desire!
song performed by by Scorpions
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Monsters of the Night
Inner demons who seem to rule my fate
for me I feel its far to late
for deep within they always hide
these monsters eating away at me from the inside
inner demons that scream
my thoughts some how not what they seem
monsters that creep out at night
Oh hell! ! this does not feel right
inner demons, please find another soul to torment
for me this torture is no longer meant
My deeply feared monsters of the dark
here no longer will you park
inner demons leave me be
my scary monsters of the night
I beg of you, please finally let me be
for my soul craves, needs the much healing light
inner demons, cast yourselves away
no longer do I want you to have any say
monsters who taint my soul to black
no longer will you haunt, for I will someday find my way back!
poem by Jill Ferrey
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Moments of Truth
Fishing for just who has been paid,
To dismiss the red tape usually laid...
With a duplication generally instigated,
To complicate a masquerade paced to chase...
Fakes away.
Moments of truth,
Are often reduced...
To a mocking done with folly!
Disguising the lies,
Told to rise to heights...
Those who become idolized.
Moments of truth,
Are often reduced...
To criminalize those who choose not to hide lies.
Fishing for just who has been paid,
To dismiss the red tape usually laid...
With a duplication generally instigated,
To complicate a masquerade paced to chase...
Fakes away.
Moments of truth,
Are often reduced...
To a mocking done with folly!
Moments of truth,
Are often reduced...
To criminalize the wise.
Those accustomed to be duped,
Will always stoop...
To take positions as fools,
At no surprise by those who see...
Through disguises!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Laughed and Laughed and Laughed
I told you I was in love,
But you laughed and
Laughed and laughed.
.
I gave you my love,
But you did not give me yours,
Instead you kept mine, and
Gave yours to another.
.
You laughed at my song,
You laughed at my walk,
Then I danced my magic dance
to the rhythm of the talking
drums pleading.
.
But you shot your eyes, and laughed
And laughed and laughed.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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