Like A Plague
An implanted hatred,
Is never going to go away.
It has been unleashed,
Like a plague,
To infect by the numbers...
Everyday.
And those responsible for,
The initiation of this...
Perceive themselves,
To be the ones chosen...
To score and strike,
With winning hits.
But this Earth is 'Divine'.
And will not permit,
The continuance of these crimes.
Nor will the Sun that shines...
Or the Moon that glows,
Let those destroy God's creation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Anger may repast with thee for an hour, but not repose for a night; the continuance of anger is hatred, the continuance of hatred turns malice.
quote by Francis Quarles

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Everyday See You
Sometimes the breaks don't go my way
Sometimes there's no good news today
Sometimes it all just hits the wall
Sometimes I think it's all my fault
But I'm not stressing out
You know I could be downtown lost in the crowd
Without even
One tiny ray of sunlight breaking through the clouds
But I got the sun when I need it
I got the sun
I got the moon
I got someone I can talk to
'Cause I get to everyday see you
I got the sun
I got the moon
Raindrops like ice cubes on the ground
And a sound like people talking
There's a lotta things trying to keep me down
But I betta just keep on walking
'Cause I'm not staying here
I'm looking up and my forecast is clear
You wrap me up in blue skies
Whenever you are near
I got the sun when I need it
I got the sun
I got the moon
I got someone I can talk to
'Cause I get to everyday see you
I got the sun
I got the moon
I got my best friend
Best that I ever had
I got a nightlight
Get me through when it gets bad
Feels like angels following on my heels
You are my sunshine
I got the moon
I got someone I can talk to
'Cause I get to everyday see you
Baby, I get to everyday see you
I got the sun
I got the moon
See you
See you
Get to see you
See you
See you
Get to see you
See you
See you
Get to see you
See you
See you
Get to see you
See you
See you
See you
Get to see you
Everyday
See you
See you
Get to see you
song performed by by Jessica Simpson

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Unleashed
Living in silence for eons,
He's planning the end for mankind
His eyes are ablaze with fury,
Venomous gaze is scorching us all
Feeling the stench of the carnage,
Sanctuary is wiped out and lost
The beast will announce it's arrival,
The moon turns bloodred,
The seas start to boil
Dreams of freedom perish and die
Sewing the seeds of death and decay
Soaring up to the sky, demonic vultures fly
Unleashed at last he is stalking the earth,
Spreading chaos and dismay
The sky is darkening slowly
As he draws forth over the plains
Corroding our hearts with his hatred,
Barren and dead lies the ground
Where he has been
His sign will be seen on his chosen
Fire will fall from the sky
Black is the veil of destruction
The lamb lies dead, the grail is no more
Dreams of freedom perish and die
Sewing the seeds of death and decay
Soaring up to the sky, demonic vultures fly
Unleashed at last he is stalking the earth,
Spreading chaos and dismay
Soaring up to the sky, demonic vultures fly
Unleashed at last he is stalking the earth,
Spreading chaos and dismay
Beware of the gaze of the serpent,
The evil can lead you astray
Feeling the blow of the trumpets,
The sky will fall down and life will decline
Dreams of freedom perish and die
Sewing the seeds of death and decay
Soaring up to the sky, demonic vultures fly
Unleashed at last he is stalking the earth,
Spreading chaos and dismay
song performed by by Zonata

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Much Hatred Around Us
Where is the love today on this earth? !
This is because, everybody is against each other;
And, that is why the news covers the muse of hatred that destroys the earth.
Money is love when you use it wisely!
Money is hatred when you use it to destroy others;
But, the earth mourns today because of much hatred around us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis

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War (But The Moon Shines Bright)
Gunfire
Screams
And the moon shines so bright
Many soldiers
Many troops
And the moon shines so bright
Your best friend
Shot
And the moon shines so bright
His last words
'Tell my wife I love her! '
And the moon shines so bright
Tears in your eyes
Why happen such things?
And the moon shines so bright
So many dead people
War is horrible
But the moon shines bright
The whole horrible night
poem by Angel of Death

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H. I. V.
Today infect you!
But leave it to feel
The pains and troubles
Before the horrors to come
Before it gets to die.
Today infect you!
You living in debauchery,
Seeking pleasure permanently
Just thinking of this.
Today infect you!
And you will infect many others,
Here, there, everywhere,
Crowds left in tears,
Because...
Today I have infected you.
poem by Aschelminto Da Silva

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Hit The Drum
Bass!!
S.c.o.o.t.e.r infect ya! s.c.o.o.t.e.r infect ya!
S.c.o.o.t.e.r infect ya! s.c.o.o.t.e.r infect ya!
S.c.o.o.t.e.r infect ya! s.c.o.o.t.e.r infect ya!
S.c.o.o.t.e.r infect ya! s.c.o.o.t.e.r infect ya! yeah!
S.c.o.o.t.e.r infect ya! s.c.o.o.t.e.r infect ya!
S.c.o.o.t.e.r infect ya! s.c.o.o.t.e.r infect ya!
Allright! one more time we are ready to go, we are ready to go!
Yeeeeah!
So relax, feeling free, you can fly to the sky!
So come on! get up!!
Bass!!
Set your mind free, set your mind free, set your mind free.
Set your mind free until you see what I see.
Set your mind free until you see what I see.
Allright, are you ready cause we are ready
To shake the nation with another creation!
Yes! allright! so here we go!
Start the dance and we put you in a trance. start the dance and we put you in a trance.
Start the dance and we put you in a trance. start the dance and we put you in a trance.
Start the dance and we put you in a trance. start the dance and we put you in a trance.
Start the dance and we put you in a trance. start the dance and we put you in a trance.
Yes! get up! feel the bassdrum rocking the beat
Yes! come on! get down now!
Rock, feel the bass line moving your feet! cmon! get down! yes!
Set your mind free, set your mind free, set your mind free.
Set your mind free until you see what I see.
Set your mind free until you see what I see.
Set your mind free until you see what I see.
And if you see what I see just let me hear you people scream.
If you see what I see just let me hear you people scream.
If you see what I see just let me hear you people scream!
If you see what I see just let me hear you people scream! yes!
Set your mind free! set your mind free!
Set your mind free until you see what I see!
Set your mind free until you see what I see!
Set your mind free until you see what I see!
song performed by by Scooter

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As the full-moon moves...
1…2…3…
I count my fingers and toes
The final number exceeds…
Tell me, how do I count
Twenty five with my
Ten fingers and ten toes?
A problem since childhood
Ever since my tryst
With math had begun
And in the skein of numbers
In the maze of time and distance
That entrapped five scores and one
Full-moons, the heart too gets trapped
As is its habit
The moon waxed and waned
All the while and will continue
Its endless scheme somewhere
With someone else on earth
Meanwhile
As the full-moon today moves farther
Diminishing its light on earth
By some thirty percent-
Which I can’t perceive in terms of numbers
But can, in relation to the light
My heart absorbs-
And appearing the smallest,
A familiar shadow of one moonlight
Assumes larger than life proportion
Overshadowing me, myself and
The world concerned…
24aug2010
09.20hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati

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Moon Light
Moon Rises High Into The Sky
The Moon Is Gray
The Moon Is Bright
The Moon Is Full
Every Night The Moon Comes Out And Goes Down.
The Moon Shines Onto The Earth.
Brightens My Path.
I Look at The Moon And Say 'Moon Light Moon Light Bright My Path As You Shine My Way'
The moon Looks down And Shines My Path.
I Walk To The Pond And The Reflection of The Moon The Moon Is Beautiful And Bright.
The Moon Will Never Disappear.
The Brightness With Alwayz Shine My Path.
poem by Sonya Wesley

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Rockets Fall On Sderot Chanukah 5768
ROCKETS FALL ON SDEROT CHANUKAH 5768
This is no day for a poem
Rage and rain and mud
Darkness covers the earth
Our haters multiply their weapons
Rockets and bombs fall upon us
We hide
Waiting for the right moment
To strike.
Will it ever end
The hatred
The cruelty
The endless effort to destroy us?
Rockets at random terrorize
The children and the poor
Nights are not nights
And days are not days
When death and destruction
Can come at any time.
We are an old people
Long longing for peace
And our enemies multiply
And their weapons also
And hate is their breakfast and their dinner
And destruction is their main food.
And we alone as always alone
We the alone people
Waiting to make one more small strike
Against their leaders,
In a war against hatred and haters
which makes no promise
now or ever
Of ever truly ending.
poem by Shalom Freedman

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The Reason And Cause For Their Pain
Everyday!
Everyday as if a ritual,
Someone is complaining...
About being misunderstood.
Everyday as if a ritual,
Fault is being made...
About someone else.
Everyday as if a ritual,
People are accused...
For something they didn't do.
Everyday!
Everyday as if a ritual,
Some believes they have the right...
To excuse themselves of responsibility.
And everyday,
Someone is left to feel alone...
Still not getting the connection,
Between their misdeeds...
Aches and pains.
And those heartbreaks they receive,
They have come to perceive...
No one else has known!
And everyday without fail,
As sure as the ticking of a clock is heard...
These people will not see themselves,
The reason and cause for their pain.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Beautiful Moon
There are billions of stars in the sky
There are trillions of lamps on earth
None glows like the beautiful moon
At your uprise the world glows
Your appearance reveals God's glory
Your incadescent light brghtens the world
Your short monthly appearance
Reminds us that God is light
You are so constant from creation
You have no turbine
You have no connecting wire
Megawatts has no relationship with you
There is no socket on the wall
Yet you are afar glowing the world
You neither burn nor hurt
That's while some tell tales under you
Some use you as a periodical guide
Some see you as a symbol of worship
I see you as God's created beauty.
poem by Babatunde Aremu

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Existing to Amuse
We are the curiosity of nature.
An after-thought of the Earth's creation.
And amusing it,
With our conflicts.
We have been made to believe,
We are greater than we are.
Made to perceive...
We are more than dustmites.
With power great.
Because we can destroy as we please.
And premeditate it!
What we reflect is an experiment.
Controlled by greater spirits.
In other dimensions near us!
And in this reality we have named and called 'life'...
We are just figments,
Of a 'Supreme' imagination.
Existing to amuse!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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People who commit crimes should be responsible for those crimes. It doesn't matter whether they're priests or ministers or atheists.
quote by John Ashcroft

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No Excuses
Its alright
There comes a time
Got no patience to search
For peace of mind
Layin low
Want to take it slow
No more hiding or
Disguising truths Ive sold
Everyday its something
Hits me all so cold
Find me sittin by myself
No excuses, then I know
Its okay
Had a bad day
Hands are bruised from
Breaking rocks all day
Drained and blue
I bleed for you
You think its funny, well
Youre drowning in it too
Everyday its something
Hits me all so cold
Find me sittin by myself
No excuses, then I know
Yeah, its fine
Well walk down the line
Leave our rain, a cold
Trade for warm sunshine
You my friend
I will defend
And if we change, well i
Love you anyway
Everyday its something
Hits me all so cold
Find me sittin by myself
No excuses, then I know
song performed by by Alice In Chains

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Plague Plague Plague
Dead dog dead dog
Guts all down the freeway
in a dirty red streak
fur all mangled lookin
like Bob Dylan's hair
Plague plague plague
My dog's name was Missi
after this cousin I kinda
didn't like
but I never hated either
one to where I wanted
a dead cousin or dead dog dead dog
Plague Plague Plague
My cousin never writes
so I don't know what's up with her
but I know I got a dead dog dead dog
hit by a semi and pasted on the freeway
like gaudy modern art
Plague Plague Plague
Missi was a boy and he was a good dog
now he's a dead dog dead dog
let's go get drunk and
sing songs about Missi
his favorite one was that rambling
one about
Plague Plague Plague
poem by Smack Thompson

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Blind Neo-Nazi Nationalism: Hitler’s New World Order
Boundary; blindness, hate, fear. Nationalism.
Arsenal; clubs, whips, violent tension.
Threat. Is trigger stimulant mind controlled.
Cry Freedom Now. Bullet lacks morals.
Sane silence more oppressive than organized outcry.
Hate breeds hate epidemically.
Hate for all things all life.
A soul in chains sieves conspiracy.
Feels all things conspire against self.
Destroy Destroy All Forever.
From face of earth. Strike Strike
All Everything Down. Every Last
Man Woman Child. Animal Bug.
Destroy every City every Tower
every Dwelling. Break every Stone
standing on another. Destroy Destroy
Still. Still it is not Enough. Destroy.
Ruins surround and confront.
Glaring accusations athirst sight.
Charred ruins like convulsed minds.
Victims suffer slaughtered over centuries.
Impaled linger transfixed. Slowly agonizingly die.
An extract from the poem ‘Stone Cross’.85? 87?
poem by Terence George Craddock

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Sonnet: God, Have Mercy on Sinners!
Oh what horrendous crimes men commit, Lord!
-much shameless acts, unimaginably sad!
Such souls should surely meet the divine sword;
Your fine creation keeps turning so mad!
Men look aghast at men's misdeeds these days;
Our tolerance has ebbed beyond control;
Yet, awesome God permits man's criminal ways!
No one predicts God's ways and His prime goal!
We pray for souls of victims of such crimes;
God, give the survivors, Your healing touch;
These are the ‘end days' penultimate times;
Show mercy on the demonized men much!
O Lord, prevent all unfairness on earth!
Preserve the meaning, worthiness of birth!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 19-06-12
poem by John Celes

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Moon Over Bourbon Street
Theres a moon over bourbon street tonight
I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
Ive no choice but to follow that call
The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
I pray everyday to be strong
For I know what I do must be wrong
Oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While theres a moon over bourbon street
It was many years ago that I became what I am
I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb
Now I can only show my face at noon
And youll only see me walking by the light of the moon
The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
Ive the face of a sinner but the hands of a priest
Oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While theres a moon over bourbon street
She walks everyday through the streets of new orleans
Shes innocent and young from a family of means
I have stood many times outside her window at night
To struggle with my instinct in the pale moon light
How could I be this way when I pray to God above
I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love
Oh youll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While theres a moon over bourbon street
song performed by by Sting

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Chosen To Judge And Define
If I had not been prepared early in life,
To appreciate and explore my differentness...
And develop an acceptance for it,
To like and observe everything unique...
Only God can create to make,
I'd be seeking everyday to find an excuse...
Like others who perceive themselves,
Chosen to judge and define.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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