Still They Protest
A way of life has been completely destroyed!
Their lifestyles from the past,
Vague memories!
And still they protest with others in distress...
Why neighbors wont clean their yards of leaves?
And they are the ones...
With Master and Doctorate degrees!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Vague Expressions
Vague expressions of directed hatred,
To generate a protest...
By those encouraging the spreading of distress,
Has those who began this agitation quite upset...
Confused and much bewildered.
If those accused are not connected,
To the theft of their possessions...
Why have they been whipped into a frenzy,
Exposing their vague expressions...
Of directed hatred.
Is this just to generate a protest...
Against those who are themselves,
Historically disconnected from their own destinies,
They have not been allowed to protect!
Leaving many to see the culprit not previously suspect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Of These Days
Wish someone would tell me when
I wont think of you again
Ill get past the emptiness and
Let a little happiness back in
Pretending that you came
Leaves me half way there
One of these one of these days
Ill be completely over you
Heaven knows how long it will take
And one of these one of these days
Ill find somebody wholl love your memories away
One of these days
One of these days
Some how some way
Ever since youve been gone
Time has a way of dragging on and on
Friends drive by for company
But Im not much company for long
Oh ill get past the what was
If I live long enough
One of these one of these days
Ill be completely over you
Heaven knows how long it will take
And one of these one of these days
Ill find somebody wholl love your memories away some way
One of these days
One of these days
Some how some way
One of these one of these days
Ill be completely over you
Heaven knows how long it will take
And one of these one of these days
Ill find somebody wholl love your memories away some way
One of these days
One of these days one of these days
One of these days some how some way
One of these days one of these days
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
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Imagination
What do you do with yourself
When you see the storm clouds rising
Feeling alone with yourself
As the sun fades away
The memories come to and fro
The trouble is they never want to go
They come never go
Its just your imagination rolling over the past
It can change your mind completely
Its just my imagination running wild and too fats
But I know it wont defeat me
Look into the eyes of medusa
And shell turn your world to stone
Shell tear at your eyes and seduce you
And your soul will be gone
The messages and hidden dreams
Of former lives and lovers never seen
A love never seen
Its just your imagination rolling over the past
It can change your mind completely
Its just my imagination running wild and too fats
But I know it wont defeat me
What do you do with yourself when your lost on some horizon
Taking a hold of yourself
When you know the timings wrong
The memories come to and fro
The trouble is they never want to go
They come never go
Its just your imagination rolling over the past
It can change your mind completely
Its just my imagination running wild and too fats
But I know it wont defeat me
song performed by by Erasure
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Memories
Memories
Fading pictures of the past
Destroyed by time
All that's happened
All that was
And right now
Is gone before
Our minds can
Comprehend
We only remember what
Truly stands out
In our lives
Or something that has
Shaped who we are
Or changed a point of view
Other things are locked away
Seldom to be remembered
Reminisced
Every passing second
We remember a little more
About our past
Because we just lived it
As quick as it's there
It disappears twice as fast
But it leaves imprints
Sometimes very visible
Other times not so much
Memories are gate ways
Into our experiences
And lessons learned
To simply help us
In the future that
We'er in right now
poem by Autumn Winds
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The Last Dance With Past
Destroyed and alone i walk to you my past
With opened arms i run to you my past
I knock the doors of distances
There behind them painful memories lies
May can i catch the last chance
To hug the memories of the past
And make with them my last dance
For the last time to try
To arouse the misty pity
And the constancy of the past
To revive the inscrutable pain of the past
May for last time i can remove that insensible gauzy veil
That lies there like an insect between and around
the misty pity of the past
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Destroyed
Her sits a girl sad and all alone.
She wishes she could have a happy life.
She only wants to be free.
But bad memories stain her heart.
Rape and abuse all her life.
It was all she ever knew.
Right from the start and the beginning.
The girl wishes for a knew tommorrow.
She sits all alone.
The memories and the voices.
Getting to her once more.
She hates it all but what can she do?
Her heart has died.
And she has been destroyed.
She can't trust now.
All men seem to be her enemy.
She wont go far alone.
She hates going out.
Her sits the girl.
All locked away.
She hides herself away hating the world.
Inside her shttered heart she is destroyed.
Rape messed up her head
And it wrecked her heat soul and mind.
Her shattered heart lays on the floor in bits.
May it forever rest in peace
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Master
Master went a-hunting,
When the leaves were falling;
We saw him on the bridle path,
We heard him gaily calling.
'Oh master, master, come you back,
For I have dreamed a dream so black!'
A glint of steel from bit and heel,
The chestnut cantered faster;
A red flash seen amid the green,
And so good-bye to master.
Master came from hunting,
Two silent comrades bore him;
His eyes were dim, his face was white,
The mare was led before him.
'Oh, master, master, is it thus
That you have come again to us?'
I held my lady's ice-cold hand,
They bore the hurdle past her;
Why should they go so soft and slow?
It matters not to master.
poem by Arthur Conan Doyle
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To Me Tou Are A Forbidden Love
When i close my eyes and think,
I remember the dreams that i had,
Against all memories and past,
To me you are a forbidden love.
I remember my dreams that i had,
I wish i could stop the time,
So i can get back in my past,
And fix what i destroyed.
Against all memories and past,
I'm same woman, i'll never change,
Only your love made me understand one thing,
I gave it all i had the best in me.
To me you are forbidden love,
Against all memories and past,
I remember the dreams that i had,
When i close my eyes to think.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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What a life
life is all about
dying
suffering
taking chances
life is so painful
we take humiliation from our own people
we get killed by our master
we get destroyed by the devil
criminality is taking over the world
oh why
when they around we have no chose but run
we scream for help
it seem no one is listening
they are hunting us down 1 by 1
oh life
what else to do
we run, they hunt us
we stay, we die
we hid, we suffer
what else to do
oh what a life
we staying strong
but the strength we have is washing away
what a life
what a life
our tears, wont make it stronger
our words, will send us to hell
what a life
life met to be a journey
not a kill zone
what a life
poem by Guenael Oristel
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These Are Our Neighbors
Offered are no alternatives.
But complaints are voiced and heard.
Suggestions they have none.
But they come with venom,
On their tongues.
Exposing the teeth of wolves...
Seeking tender meat,
To consume and run!
These are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
These are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
Knockingdownwhatcanbefoundtogetnothin gdone.
Takingoutofcontextwithawishfailurecomes!
And these are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
Yes these are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
And these are our neighbors...
Every one.
Pickinguptheirtelephonestogossipwithm orelies.
Hopingwhatissaidwillkeepthetruthindis guise.
To keep deceit and defeat on the rise!
And...
These are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
Yes...
These are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
Offered are no alternatives.
But complaints are voiced and heard.
Suggestions they have none.
But they come with venom,
On their tongues.
Exposing the teeth of wolves...
Seeking tender meat,
To consume and run!
Pickinguptheirtelephonestogossipwithmorel ies.
Hopingwhatissaidwillkeepthetruthindisguis e.
To keep deceit and defeat on the rise!
And these are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
Yes these are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
And these are our neighbors...
Every one.
These are my neighbors.
These are your neighbors.
These are our neighbors...
Every one.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shell Never Know
In the after-silence
Fighting leaves behind
I try to think it over
But my minds gone blind
I lost the right to argue
Somewhere down the line
I had to tell
She told me to
Go to hell
And here I am
In the gaping hole
Home truths tear in a home
Married to this hurting
I know its all my fault
Who can tell
Looks like we have
A house to sell
Now shell never know
What anyone could tell her
Now shell never know
What anyone can see
Now she wont believe me
Ever again, completely
Now I hang around
Feet back on the ground
I just cant stand
I just cant stand
Now shell never know
What anyone could tell her
Now shell never know
What anyone can see
Now she wont believe me
Ever again, completely
Now shell never know
Or ever dream
How much she means to me.
song performed by by Marillion
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I Wont Mention It Again
(cameron l. mullins, carolyn jean yates)
I know youre tired of being all I ever wanted
You no longer feel the love I have for you
What happens now, what will I do with all the memories
And the dreams of all the things well never do
But I wont mention it again
I wont think about tomorrow
Just let it happen
Live each hour day by day
But let me tell you before you go, how much I love you
Then I wont mention it again
I wont mention it again
I feel my life
Has reached an early sign of autumn
In my heart the leaves are falling, love is cold
And everything that once was warm and new is gone now
Leaving nothing but this hunger in my soul
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Spiderbite Song
When you got that spiderbite on your hand
I thought we would have to break up the band
To lose your arm would surely upset your brain
The poison then could reach your heart from a vein
I was glad that it didn't destroy you
How sad that would be
Cos if it destroyed you
It would destroy me
When you had that accident in your car
That whole thing just really seemed too bizarre
Dodging holes and telephone poles through the dash
A million to one that you could survive such a crash
I was glad that it didn't destroy you
How sad that would be
Cos if it destroyed you
It would destroy me
When you fell in love it was so sweet
So devoted, completely swept off your feet
Love is the greatest thing our heart can know
But the hole that it leaves in its absence can make you feel so low
I was glad that it didn't destroy you
How sad that would be
Cos if it destroyed you
It would destroy me
song performed by by Flaming Lips
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Hunting With Dad
walking across a frost covered field
Crunch of cornstalks, underfoot, I feel
Got an old 12 gauge over my shoulder
Damn! , I swear it just got 10 degrees colder
Memories of hunting, with my late father
Womenfolk always wonder, why bother?
Every now and then, I hear a new sound
All alone out here, makes my heart pound
When the temperature drops a few more degrees
I swear I hear my Dads voice, on the breeze
Many good times were had between us two
I remember the hard times, we went through
But, out here, I'm feeling completely at ease
Still trying, to make out his words, on the breeze
Could it be? , He's trying to tell me something?
Or maybe, He just wanted to go hunting?
poem by Jr James D Nall
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Who's Side Is He On?
They are doing the best they can,
To blame him for their slide...
Into obscurity.
And the crooks are on a campaign,
To show him in an unfavorable light.
One to ruin his integrity.
To prove to others,
His efforts wont succeed.
And he is the only one who has led,
To champion the truth.
As many who see this...
Have come to despise,
What the evil doers are pursuing to do.
Knowing that without him...
A demise he tries to prevent,
Will not stop a worship in the devilment.
'Who's side is he on?
He has destroyed our delusions.
And most of our fantasies are gone.
We simply can not have this.
Our values, standards and lifestyles...
Are losing a battle against our pretentiousness,
We must keep defended with an intensity meant.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Grass Is Greener
One thing that I have heard
As I have often been told
Was the grass is always greener
On the other side of the road,
And to the that one statement
I truly had no ideal,
Was it but a lie that I often heard
Or was that assumption for real.
So on top of my own roof
I went to, after my climb
To check another ones yard
Of course a yard, that wasn't mine.
And there is where I stood
As I surveyed across the road
To see if anyone's grass was greener
As I often had heard and also been told.
And there from where that I stood
And from what that I could see
Their grass was not any greener
Than my yard, that I do believe.
So I surveyed the yards of my neighbors
As up on my roof I stood as I thought
Maybe all yards are all different then
So I got off my roof, and I went for a walk.
I walked down the street
Then I walked up the next block
Seems as though the houses got bigger
Along with their possession's and their lots.
Their grass didn't seem any greener
Than mine or the other that I have seen
Though theirs yards were much larger
As though a good picture from everyone's dream.
So there I left, and I continued my walk
I then came across some railroad tracks
And there stood houses and from what I saw,
Their grass was as green, front yard and back.
Though their yards they wasn't as large
As the ones I have seen
And their houses weren't as large or as nice
But their yards, they were just as green.
So then I headed back unto my home
To reflect back on the things that I have seen,
And of the ideals people thought of and said
And what in their mind they really did mean.
So when I got back unto my home
I climbed again on top of my roof
So there I could reflect and think to myself
About my neighbors and me and to tell the truth.
Though the grass might be greener, I did say
On the other side of the road,
But this one thing I tell you my friend,
The grass, it still has to be mowed.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Who Are They Who Point to The Liberals?
Who are they who point to The Liberals?
Those of Conservative values?
Those who send others,
To end their conflicts?
Those who sit with their opinions...
And sip on dry martinis.
And discuss their vacation visits.
Those of 'right winged' policies...
Whose sons and daughters,
Hide behind college walls...
With no military,
Or civic duties to complete!
Those who feed their greed,
And learn skills of deception.
To earn positions on Wall Street!
With their cheating test scores,
That have granted them B.A., M.A....
And Doctorate degrees.
Who are they who point to The Liberals?
Those of Conservative values?
Those that have turned their quality of life...
Into a cesspool of decadence,
Created to instill fear and strife.
To all now witnessing their economic blight!
Who are they who point to The Liberals?
Those who wish to do things right.
Those who are concern about all human life.
Those who now must clean up the mess.
Left by separatists conservatives!
Thick with mindsets of incompetence.
And walking on destructive paths!
Who are they who point to The Liberals?
'Those who feel they should be invited...
To kneel before the Queen of England,
And be knighted! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keep five yards from a carriage, ten yards from a horse, and a hundred yards from an elephant; but the distance one should keep from a wicked man cannot be measured.
For in this century, within the next decades, will be decided for generations whether all mankind is to become Communist, whether the whole world is to become free, or whether, in the struggle, civilization as we know it is to be completely destroyed or completely changed.
quote by Whittaker Chambers
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Door To Door
Find me out awalkin, time the whistle starts acallin,
Maybe stoppin early, knockin at your door.
Take so long to answer, lord knows it aint the milkman
Could be stoppin early, sellin door to door.
Heres my latest sample; like to show you how to use it.
First, you pull the curtain while I spread some here.
Wipe the surface gently, try to use a circle motion,
Safe for all your problems, and my price is fair.
This stuffll get the stain out if you use it loosely wadded;
This herell take the pain out and wont mess your hair.
Place your order early cause you know Im in a hurry;
Your neighbors in her doorway, wont you sign right here.
Place your order early cause you know Im in a hurry;
Your neighbors in her doorway, wont you sign right here.
Man is on the last train, all that work and no play,
Could be stoppin early, knockin at your door.
Time for me to head on; pack my kit and so long;
Catch you bright and early sellin door to door.
This stuffll get the stain out if you use it loosely wadded;
This herell take the pain out and wont mess your hair.
Place your order early cause you know Im in a hurry;
Your neighbors in her doorway, wont you sign right here.
Place your order early cause you know Im in a hurry;
Your neighbors in her doorway, wont you sign right here.
Place your order early cause you know Im in a hurry;
Your neighbors in her doorway, wont you sign right here.
(repeat 2x)
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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