Massacre
A blast fantastic.
Lightening fast.
And penetrating with quickness.
Nothing earthly,
Could track this flash!
Or detect by radar!
Massive the massacre!
An intelligence ending all ignorance,
Defended!
And overnight as those slept...
Invisible were the 'beams' that crept!
Sending signals that awakened consciousness.
With a refreshened depthness,
None would suspect.
Or could arm themselves to protect!
A dawning of awareness...
Arriving with no contest to test,
Not this power!
And the hour of unrest stirs!
Transfers implanted are made!
A massacre endures,
An accomplishment meant to enlighten,
Ensures success.
Not a frightened eye was blurred with fear!
Nor a weapon used,
In the clinching hands of those who laid,
Calm and peaceful!
And when the dawning Sun,
Moved thick and darkened clouds away...
Voices were heard rejoicing,
In ways never heard before!
'I can see! I can see!
Beyond hills.
Beyond valleys.
Beyond restrictions...
Enforced upon me!
Inside my mind is such clarity! '
Removed from them were veils,
That held their visions conflicted to limits.
This massacre indeed occurred!
Murdering all indifferences forever.
Gone within districts now lifting restraints.
And painless was this timeless visit.
Leaving those without faith...
To struggle and fight,
Their sightless mental battles!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Widow of Massacre
Some said she lost,
None said she crossed,
Nothing was known clear
Something about her was fear.
Everything, though said,
She's a widow of massacre.
If asked, she never say,
because witness you can pay,
She lost hee husband,
Then lost her hand.
Everything, though said,
She's a widow of massacre.
Behind her, there're stories,
Behind stories, there's worries,
Her village was ambushed,
And in bullets, washed.
Everything, though said,
She's a widow of massacre.
She survived the claws of wild,
After death of her single child,
Finally she ran to this village,
Where we paid her homage.
Everything, though said
She's a widow of massacre.
poem by Buyunde Acura Sylivester
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Massacre Of The Unborn
No survive
Unborn child
Cut to pieces
Left without a name
Unwanted because of the problems of humanity
Unspeakable crime
Silent war is the name of the game
Millions are dying in actions of death and pain
Misguided mothers make this happen
Sometimes for a financial situation
Or a sexual mistake
[Chorus:]
Massacre of the unborn
Massacre of the unborn
Massacre of the unborn child
Innocent blood cries in vain
Defenseless lives are slaughtered everyday
They should make a law against this insanity
Unborn corpses are growing in extreme quantity
Premature stage
Slowly destroyed by the human race
[Lead]
Tortured by tyrants
Unjustly demise
Infant children are left to die
Just innocent lives they slay
There is no chance to escape
Murdering is the matter of this case
A merciless torture to take
No one will live, because they won't survive
There's infant dying
Can't you see
That they will not have a chance
Of growing up in this life
[Lead]
[Chorus:]
Massacre of the unborn
Massacre of the unborn
Massacre of the unborn child
song performed by by Incubus
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War: a massacre of people who don't know each other for the profit of people who know each other but don't massacre each other.
quote by Paul Valery
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And What Comes to Visit
Fresh from the tabloids:
'We All Are the Aliens'
We all are strange and distant people.
Segmented with traditions implanted with restrictions,
And dissected to produce 'reason'.
Set within indifferences!
And mystified upon discovering,
Yet another development of natures' Whipped Mixtures'
Those in isolation...
In fear of their own reflections being threatened,
Are lost!
And have paid the cost to incite conflicts!
But today...
An end comes to their 'sickened appetites'.
A light bright beams.
The enormity of it,
Stops all movement quick!
And what comes to visit...
Will shut lips,
Forever...
About that which was known before it landed.
As 'Truth' descends with unquestionable power!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Fear Of Civil Unrest
Only humans have a need to rule an entire species of descendant and race.
In a nation the freedoms once embraced.
They have become a written disgrace.
When the homeless storm the cities demanding equality.
Then we know we have failed,
And that boat has already set sail.
No longer are we looking through the looking glass.
And is happening so fast.
Enraged the people are,
With every right to be.
With every promise broken.
Another part of our dignity is stolen.
Robbed by the ghost of puppets.
That claim to be for us, to help us.
Given a chance they'll crush us.
Accidentally, Intentionally, doesn't even matter.
Cause silent is the once well heard laughter.
Violence will soon run rampant can you feel it?
As tensions hang high in the air.
All that is needed is a single spark to light this flare,
Hope and pray it never comes.
Oh they will try to protect themselves any way they know how.
Using your own military to silence you.
Agents busting down your front door claiming their looking for another terrorist.
Hate to break this to you but we are the terrorist to dictator if one shall ever reign.
Someone will feel the need to put us down huge numbers.
Call it what you will.
A massacre, or very violent protest filled with civil unrest.
Either way I contest it most certainly just as dangerous as the men in arms overseas trying to protect you and me.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Soon Such Revelations Come!
Those 'good-ole-boys'
Have short circuited their network.
Not appearing to be shocked.
But they are.
And traumaticized...
To find they have been blocked out!
But by what?
Or who...
Would destroy their gluttony.
And rip them apart,
To expose their guts!
Trembling in their hearts.
With an unfamiliar humbling...
Felt inside.
And trying to deny.
Yet can not hide...
The fear shown in their eyes.
This surprises.
And stirs an emotional crisis,
Inside.
Soon such revelations come!
Soon,
Everyone 'unconscious' will be stunned!
Out witted by their own dimwit ways.
And relying upon the ignorance displayed...
By a people entertained,
To feed continued greed.
A greed now all finding...
From them being released and freed.
This surprises.
And stirs an emotional crisis,
Inside.
An unfamiliar humbling comes!
A 'deity' of unmeasurable consciousness,
Has arrived to stop them in the midst.
And they can not believe it!
They can not perceive,
This Supreme 'consciousness' they can not see...
Has selected to bring them to their knees in defeat!
Soon such revelations come!
Soon,
Everyone 'unconscious' will be stunned!
Monitored are all our Earthly activities.
And those who truthfully believe with a faith...
In God Almighty,
Will come to see!
Monitored are all our Earthly activities.
And those who truthfully believe with a faith...
In God Almighty,
Will come to see!
That we...
Have never done 'anything'
That has gone unknown!
This will be shown.
And frightened will they become.
Those making foolish attempts to run!
Monitored are all our Earthly activities.
And those who truthfully believe with a faith...
In God Almighty,
Will come to see!
We...
Have never done 'anything'
That has gone unknown!
This will be shown.
And frightened will they become.
Those making foolish attempts to run!
Soon such revelations come!
Soon,
Everyone 'unconscious' will be stunned!
Those 'good-ole-boys'
Have short circuited their network.
Not appearing to be shocked.
But they are.
And traumaticized...
To find they've been blocked out!
But by what?
Or who...
Would do this to those,
Who have chosen to keep...
Their thieving protected!
Monitored are all our Earthly activities.
And those who truthfully believe with a faith...
In God Almighty,
Will come to see!
We...
Have never been alone!
Soon such revelations come!
Soon,
Everyone 'unconscious' will be stunned!
This surprises.
And stirs an emotional crisis,
Inside.
With some burning with a stinging...
To singe their lost souls.
Exposed!
With no where for them to hide!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Take On The World
You got to leave your seat, you gotta get up upon your feet,
Youre gonna move ya to the rhythm till you never can stop.
We got the power, we got the music, and you bet that you can use it,
Were gonna take rock-bottom, were gonna take it to the top.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Move a little nearer, you know you gotta follow your leaders,
As we need you, like you need us for sure.
Were gonna drive you, were gonna ride you,
Were gonna get right inside you,
And if you wanna keep going, just shout out for more!
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Sing your song, well listen to you.
Sing your song, the spotlights are you.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
Put yourself in our hands, so our voices can be heard,
And together we will take on all the world.
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Social Democratic and trade union organs have approved of the illegal invasion of Belgium, of the massacre of suspected guerrillas, as well as their wives and children, as well as the destruction of their homes in various towns and districts.
quote by Clara Zetkin
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Refreshing Visions
When an opportunity comes,
To break down a barrier
That has separated someone.
It must be done!
To undo,
What should not have begun...
In pursuit to manifest division.
A sense of accomplishment
Over a perceived detriment is won!
Prevails with striking enlightenment,
To be hailed in a rejoicing that melds.
Lifting with a rejuvenation shared.
And a foolishness that awakens consciousness,
Is dismissed to embrace a clarity once resisted.
Dared by curiosity and myth!
Quickly healing these splits ensured...
With wishes of forgiveness delivered.
To reveal those misunderstandings held!
And witnessing them drift away,
Under clearing skies...
To brightened eyes,
With refreshing visions!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A New Day Dawning
aaa new day dawning
i wake up in the morning to see the
beginning of a new day dawning
some days are bright while others are dull
but regardless of the weather
i thank god for such a sight
the daylight penetrates the darkness
and soon it will be light
birds begin chirping in a nearby tree
while others are soring over the sea
while looking at the morning sky
i see the sun penetrating the fog and dew
a duck quakes in the cove
i see the fog lifting off the water
and the water begins to ripple from the morning
breeze
i am content and thank god for giving me the
pleasure of seeing a new day dawning
author hewitt hardy april 5 2004
poem by Hewitt Hardy
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Far Beyond Limits Of Restrictions
If a peeling away of every layer of their pretentions,
Is their intention...
More than an economic crisis now experienced,
Will be revealed.
They also will discover,
A weakness in their deceit and delusion...
Has increased in awareness,
By those they have chosen to oppress...
With their foolish beliefs,
That a truth 'they' seek...
Is a concept of their creative mentalities.
To continue a manipulation they alone control.
Not so.
As the evolution of those reaching a higher consciousness,
Are lifted to new plateaus to view and 'see' with visions...
Far beyond limits of restrictions.
Or druthers of others sold on dominance and confusion.
With a leaving behind those of demented minds!
As a magnitude of this reality and truth,
Breaks free...
From confined and defined divisions of flaunted greed,
That has suppressd with a keeping of a materialistic feeding!
These times that have arrived are here to stay.
And can not be chased away or threatened by ignorance.
No religious or political movement,
In this invisible 'spiritualness' is involved.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dangerous Journey
To become fully awakened,
By consciousness...
Is a dangerous journey,
For anyone who begins their first steps...
Through the valley slick with pits,
Of ignorance.
And adorned with gleaming temptations.
It is less difficult,
If one's eyes were obstructed by blindness.
Than to have mind and eyes wide open.
Seen with unbelievable clarity...
Is everyone known and familiar,
Participating with wild abandonment.
And some thought to have been conscious.
And tested...
Will be one's faith, integrity and any held belief,
One's footsteps are placed with assured identity!
To become fully awakened,
By consciousness...
Is a dangerous journey,
For anyone who begins their first steps...
Through the valley slick with pits,
Of ignorance.
Since turning away from it to go back,
Is not an option!
And everything once accepted in the past...
Becomes examined, questioned and scrutinized.
As if never seen or known before!
That's what a full awakening does.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sing for the moment
The world progresses
Another person lost in the abyss of death
Another war raged
Lives ended in a second
Disasters strike
It unleashed its wrath on the earth
Thousands escaped its rage
Thousands did not
A sudden madman
A massacre happening in this world
Racism burns in the hearts of some
Killing…dying
Why does all this starts?
When will it ever end?
All these deaths
Haunting the world
But what can we do?
How can we stop all this?
How do we put an end to this suffering?
We need to sing for the moment!
Let the world be touched by our song!
Let the world listen to us!
Let all these killing stop!
All we need to do is to sing for the moment.
poem by Massacre Machine
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Old Black Dawning
I hung around
On the planet mabel
She tried to stand
But she was not able
She tried to find the truth
She tried to colonize space
She only had a few
But it was a good race
Old black dawning is coming on
Old black dawning is coming on
Old black dawning
Old black dawning
Im always happy to
Go down to old tucson
After you had your fun
Its time to move on
Ive got a favorite story
About the tower of babel
Some say its true
And some say its a fable
Old black dawning is coming on
Old black dawning is coming on
Old black dawning
Old black dawning
song performed by by Frank Black
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Guidelines
Everyone here,
Received the same guidelines.
From the same 'source'.
With not a one amended.
None made decisions,
To retrieve them in a coma.
Conscious,
Everyone had been.
No one made a claim to have had amnesia.
And...
All proceeded,
In the direction of their beliefs.
Who knew,
Concretely.
What would be in store for them?
Some maintained their faith.
With prayers daily they would make.
Struggling through emotional heartache.
But never in doubt,
What their faith was about.
Others struggled,
Through their emotional heartaches.
To curse the air they breathe.
And choosing to rewrite the same guidelines.
Replacing what they did not like...
For something else to appease their appetites.
With a choice to fight with voices heard.
No matter what around them occurred.
With revealing evidence.
Those of truth...
And aware of evidence,
An awakened mind would witness.
Became enriched with peace, love and happiness.
Following the same guidelines,
The others refused to comprehend!
And adhere to as was given!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Torches
It was a big trauma.
Granary went overboard,
my boat was torpedoed.
No romance was left now.
At the burial of the moon
aliens were arriving.
You do not want to call it a genocide.
The massacre of millions, of children
and women. The civil war was inside you,
not in the homes of innocents. A god
falls on the rail-tracks to commit
suicide. His severed limbs I would not see.
I want to close the window,
as the white dove was carrying
dead leaves for a mass grave.
poem by Satish Verma
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The Horrible Scene
On their deaths lies 46 dreadful tales
From their blood emerged boiling ire of revenge
Eyes on fire, multiple grinding teeth of tigers
Hearts ripped apart from their lost of kin
Massacre covered the glowing day of dreams
Slugs litter, Blood scattered
Watered the land in red, painted the lane - departed
Some were buried alive, some were raped
All ruthlessly slayed, in the name of political reign
Is this how to win the power by exterminating your contender?
Justice to those victims of this horrible scene!
Justice scream to those Maguindanao Massacre victims!
Don't just stand there watching, do something to stop these killings!
We are begging......please be God fearing, those who are ruling!
We don't want these scenes, we don't want sufferings.....please stop slaying! ! !
25th 0f November,2009
Please pray for all the victims of these dreadful injustices happening around the world! ! !
Thanks and love to all of you.......
poem by Catrina Heart
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Tsetse
Beside and beside me,
These people are lying about almost everything!
But, my faith will lead me on;
For, i am Tsetse in the land of peace.
The massacre of the innocence,
A sad thing!
But, this is the whole message;
However, the birds of the air need some food.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Only On The 31st Of October
There are no other ways to enter.
And the exits once lit,
Seem to be cemented.
Closed as if,
Within one's fist.
And the voices inside,
Are heard.
Distant in whispers.
But no one there resides.
And I come to stand outside,
On those nights...
When the moon is full.
Just to watch the shadows pass.
And eyes glow bright,
As I stand outside...
With a fixed stare,
Wondering...
Who could possibly be in there,
Glaring from the upstairs window!
Piercing with a penetrating I feel,
Scanning me from head to toe.
Frozen...
I can not move!
Until 'it' chooses to let me go!
And the voices inside,
Are heard.
Only,
On the 31st of October!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The World and You
there is always something to say
about it
words cannot enclose it
it is beyond
spelling
it is beyond utterances
it is what you feel
inside that keeps on sound and
resounding
and your tongue merely repeats
it and transfers it to your
lips
hence the speaking
and you keep on saying it over and over again
because
it is never heard
because it never arrives
at the chamber of understanding of the heart
such is your pain
that you keep on saying because you have never fully
resolved it
time is you patient teacher
it is the silence that it preaches
its home is always the
calmness
the plenitude of
solitude
the consciousness that there is only you
in this universe
in your hands is the future
in your mind is the moment
in your heart always the understanding
that there is no other you
except yourself
the world is so calm
it is listening to your qualm.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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