That Plantation Has Been Ordered To Be Destroyed
Sir...
The 'coons' have taken refuge,
Under the veranda.
And the demolition crew is here.
What shall we do?
'Make sure it is made clear to them,
There is not going to be a renovation done.
That plantation has been ordered to be destroyed.'
Sir,
I do believe we are talking about two different things.
The animal rights people will not like it,
If we've intentionally demolished the nature habitat of the coons.
Should we contact the zoo before the crew starts?
'What 'are' we talking about here? '
The raccoons sir!
You know...
Those furry masked animals.
'OH!
I'm glad you clarified that.
I had a different image in my mind.
It would have appeared ridiculous,
Shouting through a bullhorn.
Threatening them with arrest!
See if they can be teased back into the trees.'
Sir?
What thoughts were you thinking?
'You don't want to know.
It has been very difficult for me of late,
To keep my thoughts progressive.
Politically correct and not offensive.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fundamental Of Liar Chapter CXVIII: I’m Just Talking To Myself
I’m not talking to you
I’m not talking to anyone
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not grumbling
I’m not cursing
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not insane
I’m not in trance
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not mocking
I’m not threatening
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not sharing secret
I’m not hiding something
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not mad
I’m not in rage
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not jealous
I’m not envious
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not afraid
I’m not in pessimism thought
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not whining
I’m not complaining
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not depressed
I’m not in foul mood
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not blaming
I’m not accusing
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not in denial
I’m not in confusion
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not informing
I’m not warning
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not against you
I’m not rebelling
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not help you
I’m not assist you
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not running some plot
I’m not in a mischief plan
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not in great grudge
I’m not in revenge mind
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not suspicious
I’m not curious
I’m just talking to myself
I’m not saying sorry
I’m not saying thank you
I’m just talking to myself
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Better Than You
Insincerity
Negativity
No Unity
Something's gone wrong
Thinking to myself how smart I am
Because I won't get caught up
In some dick's bad joke.
I'll just walk away
Fight it out yourself
BETTER THAN YOU CREW (x3)
Why even bother?
BETTER THAN YOU CREW (x3)
Why even bother?
I'm smarter cause I joined the crew
And I'm better than those who
Are picking fights
And violating my rights
You can always be the one
To end up on the top
Keep your standards high
Set your goals and never stop
This world of ours is fine and
Our future can be great
If you use our heads not our fists
We can wipe out all the hate
BETTER THAN YOU CREW (x3)
Why even bother?
BETTER THAN YOU CREW (x3)
song performed by by Youth Of Today
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Talking About Us
(j. spinks)
Late last night I was sitting all alone
You were there on the end of my phone
I was thinking bout you
You were talking bout us
In my mind I just wanted you there
Run my fingers through your hair
I was thinking bout you
You were talking bout us
I closed my eyes cos I was out of control
From fingers to the tip of my toes
I was thinking bout you
You were talking bout us
Late last night you know I needed you there
I was sitting kinda back in my chair
You were talking to me I was thinking bout us
All I wanted was to see you undress
I could picture you more or less
I was thinking bout you
You were talking bout us
I closed my eyes cos I was out of control
From fingers to the tip of my toes
I was thinking bout you
You were talking ? bout us oh, la, la, la, la
Oh oh la, la, la, la
Last night it was getting kinda late
I got the message and you knew I couldn? t wait
I was thinking ? bout you you were talking bout us
I closed my eyes cos I was out of control
From fingers to the tip of my toes
I was thinking bout you
You were talking bout us
That? s you and me babe
I was thinking bout you you were talking bout us
I was thinking bout you you were talking bout us
song performed by by Outfield
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Talking 'bout Us
LATE LAST NIGHT I WAS SITTING ALL ALONE
YOU WERE THERE ON THE END OF MY PHONE
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU
YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
IN MY MIND I JUST WANTED YOU THERE
RUN MY FINGERS THROUGH YOUR HAIR
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU
YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
I CLOSED MY EYES COS I WAS OUT OF CONTROL
FROM FINGERS TO THE TIP OF MY TOES
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU
YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
LATE LAST NIGHT YOU KNOW I NEEDED YOU THERE
I WAS SITTING KINDA BACK IN MY CHAIR
YOU WERE TALKING TO ME I WAS THINKING 'BOUT US
ALL I WANTED WAS TO SEE YOU UNDRESS
I COULD PICTURE YOU MORE OR LESS
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU
YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
I CLOSED MY EYES COS I WAS OUT OF CONTROL
FROM FINGERS TO THE TIP OF MY TOES
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU
YOU WERE TALKING ?BOUT US OH, LA, LA, LA, LA
OH OH LA, LA, LA, LA
LAST NIGHT IT WAS GETTING KINDA LATE
I GOT THE MESSAGE AND YOU KNEW I COULDN?T WAIT
I WAS THINKING ?BOUT YOU YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
I CLOSED MY EYES COS I WAS OUT OF CONTROL
FROM FINGERS TO THE TIP OF MY TOES
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU
YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
THAT?S YOU AND ME BABE
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
I WAS THINKING 'BOUT YOU YOU WERE TALKING 'BOUT US
song performed by by Outfield
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It's certainly a lot more difficult to get a project made if you're talking about something progressive. That's just the nature of the industry.
quote by Tim Robbins
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Silly Girl
I am such a silly girl,
Thinking that he may not care,
Or found another.
He had gotten hurt,
Was the worst of my worries.
One bite from rabies’ infected dog,
Could land the great Saint in the ER or worse...
For that to be the man,
That can make my heart race,
Or clam it down.
It was pumping only by the meer thought of him.
The pacing in my mind wouldn’t stop,
Back and forth it goes not making since.
My scattered mind was trying to answer,
What… Why… How…
More I thought about it,
The more twisted my thoughts become.
I thought it was going to be through,
I was going to talk to him once more.
Then I had a seizure.
Because I was so stress out and,
Worried over him.
All in all I am glad we are talking again and,
Never want to go that long,
Without talking to him ever again.
Because I Don’t Hate Him and,
I will Always Not Hate Him! ! ! ! !
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Im Looking At You But Im Talking To Myself
Im looking at you but Im talking to myself
Looking straight at you but Im talking to myself
Talking to myself
cause I still can remember
Words that didnt sound so well planned
What is wrong with me?
You dont have to pretend to understand
Every moment, I am thinking to myself
It seems so different, I am thinking to myself
Thinking to myself
And I dont want to face it
Why is everything so past tense?
What is wrong with me?
This just dont seem to make any sense
And Im looking at you but Im talking to myself
Looking straight at you but Im talking to myself
It wasnt over, I was hoping to myself
Weve got forever, I was hoping to myself
Hoping to myself
And for a shred of a second
I thought we could still change our fate
What is wrong with me?
I can see its already way too late
cause youre looking at me but youre talking to
Yourself
Looking straight at me but youre talking to yourself
And Im looking at you but Im talking to myself
Looking straight at you but Im talking to myself
song performed by by Utopia
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My Thoughts
Thought in the eyes,
The ears.
Thought in mind,
The brain,
Thought in heart,
The soul.
Great thought is great
when it becomes great deeds.
With my thoughts within
Building my world within
Learning with thought;
Is great learning wisdom.
Learning without thought,
Is opportunity lost.
Thought for others
Thought for God
Thought for good
Thought for God’s blessing
Thoughts teach me,
Thoughts educate me,
Thoughts clarify me,
Thoughts enlighten me.
Thoughts make me wise
Thoughts make me patience
Thoughts make me trust others
Thoughts make me clam.
Thoughts before act
Is smart and wise
Act before thoughts
Is stupid and foolish
That’s my thoughts
They make thinking clear
They make belief deepen
They make confidence high.
In thoughts, my world
In my world, make my thoughts.
In thoughts, my words
In my words, make my speech
It’s my thoughts count
Counting my thoughts
To endless counting thoughts
Thinking the thoughts endlessly
My thoughts and thoughts again.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Ridiculous
Skillfully tested, rhythmically possessed with rhymes
And when it was time, jah gave me the mic after he blessed it
He said share the loving, prepare them for the second coming
Beware of the false prophets, because they got my people buggn
Put on the full armor, cause you know these fools theyre gonna wanna
Talk behind your back, but stay away from the drama
You know that Im gonna keep you safe inside the palm of my hand
Cause you the man and thats word to your mama
So give it to em, its themselves that theyre fooln
Gotta head of the game too quick, what they lack is ol schooln
You know whos who, whether or not Im talking to your crew
Its up to you to keep it true, nuff respect due.
Chorus (x2):
Dem test me crew, but dem cant get with this
Dem all the same, talking wickedness (nonsense c 2nd time)
Your styles been played, and Im already sick of it
Them so ridiculous, them so ridiculous.
Original rude boy, we bring the styles
Aint heard this in a while, check the stats, review my profile
They dime a dozen, cant understand why all the fussn
Known for talking loud but they really saying nothing
With every word you poison my mental concept
Negative be the topic, somebodys got to stop it
And clear your mind and continue to come alive
And he love, we love, bring it back, come, rewind.
Chorus
To all my peoples that be keeping it real
They know the time and they know the deal
To all my peoples that are down with this crew
We keep it live cause this ones for you
Chorus
Christ
Youre not who they say you are
They made you the enemy
(christ-jah flesh; christ-light within; christ- beginning and the end)
Taken something so beautiful
Painted a new picture that makes me sick
(christ-witness; christ-living one; christ-first and the last)
Feed our minds confusion
Sweeten the taste of pollution.
(christ-word life; christ-resurrect; christ-everlasting jah)
Chorus:
Some people call you father
Maybe you could set me free
These people hate each other
But youve always been there for me
I refuse to be like you
Without life, caving in
(christ-jah flesh; christ-light within; christ- beginning and the end)
I surrender, giving up all that is me
Yielding to you
(christ-witness; christ-living one; christ-first and the last)
Shape me in my brokeness
Empower me forever
(christ-word life; christ-resurrect; christ-everlasting jah)
Chorus
Outro:
I know you will complete this work started in me
I need you more than ever now that I know who you are
I know you will complete this work started in me
I need you more than ever now that Ive come so far
song performed by by P.O.D.
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Politically Correct
If you sing out Baa Baa Blacksheep,
It will have a terrible effect,
Who tells us that this song is bad,
The Politically Correct.
Enter our country illegally,
Then show us no respect,
Will we send you straight back, no,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
We're told not to smack our children,
As their minds it will affect,
That is why they run amok,
Thanks,
The Politically Correct.
If you have a criminal mind,
Then join a violent sect,
We won't hold this against you,
We're,
Politically Correct.
If you break in to a house or bank,
Your booty to collect,
We'll put you up if you get caught,
That's,
Politically Correct.
If you're addicted to illegal drugs,
We'll rush in to protect,
We'll say you are a poor wee soul, why?
It's,
Politically Correct.
You can take cocaine and smoke your hash,
Illegal drugs you can inject,
We're not allowed to stop you because,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
If you say Shhhh! Black or White,
Then I'm afraid you can expect,
To be told you're out of order by,
The Politically Correct.
How dare you celebrate Christmas,
That's a time we must all reject,
All Christians are now redundant,
Who says?
The Politically Correct.
We must now rewrite our history,
Our past must now be checked,
We cannot say we won the war,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
Politicians the world over,
Have their fiddles go unchecked,
Why? Because they make the rules,
They're,
The Politically Correct.
Terrorists murder ever day,
On our system this does reflect,
Are we allowed to hang them, no,
We must be,
Politically Correct.
If we try to deport these murdering scum,
We're told we must not neglect,
The fact we're placing them in danger,
That's not,
Politically Correct.
If we hurt their feelings and make them cry,
We must forget those lives they wrecked,
Try to be understanding,
It's,
Politically Correct.
We spend millions on interpreters,
But we're not allowed to object,
We can't force them to speak our dialogue,
Say,
The Politically Correct.
The government now want to seek me out,
I know now that I must defect,
For what I've put in writing's not,
‘' Politically Correct''
Man Gave Names To All The Animals
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal that liked to growl,
Big furry paws and he liked to howl,
Great big furry back and furry hair.
Ah, think Ill call it a bear.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal up on a hill
Chewing up so much grass until she was filled.
He saw milk comin out but he didnt know how.
Ah, think Ill call it a cow.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal that liked to snort,
Horns on his head and they werent too short.
It looked like there wasnt nothin that he couldnt pull.
Ah, think Ill call it a bull.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal leavin a muddy trail,
Real dirty face and a curly tail.
He wasnt too small and he wasnt too big.
Ah, think Ill call it a pig.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
Next animal that he did meet
Had wool on his back and hooves on his feet,
Eating grass on a mountainside so steep.
Ah, think Ill call it a sheep.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning.
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago.
He saw an animal as smooth as glass
Slithering his way through the grass.
Saw him disappear by a tree near a lake . . .
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Talkin Talkin
Talking, talking
It doesnt really matter
If you know my name
It doesnt really matter
If you see things the same
As I do
It doesnt even matter
If Im tied and tense
It doesnt even matter
If Im still making sense
Over you
Im just talking, talking
Talkin, talking
Cos Im only talking, talking
Talking, talking
It doesnt matter
What the people
All around you say
Be careful how
You listen
They dont know you
The way that I do
And if you wanna
Talk about it baby
Thats alright
Its better if I say it
Than to sit down
And write it to you
Im just talking, talking
Talkin, talking
Cos Im only talking, talking
It can be that
Youre here with me
When Im standing out
On my own
The words of love
That you gage
When we were alone
It doesnt matter
If you want to
Rock and roll all night
I know youre gonna
Be there when the
Feeling is right
The feeling is right
The feeling is right
Im just talking, talking
Talkin, talking
Im just talking, talking
Talkin, talking
You know Im just
Talking, talking, talking, talking
song performed by by Moody Blues
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In Karma The Price We Must Pay
Birds and arboreal animals need every bush and tree
When their homes are destroyed by humans they must fight for a new territory
And if in securing new homes they are unsuccessful they become homeless and slowly die
I speak a fact of Nature and Nature does not lie.
The wildlife where trees are removed must search for homes elsewhere
Others they must try for to dispossess one reason wild creatures are becoming rare
Is that their habitat is being destroyed due to human financial greed
That the root cause of species extinction leads to human kind is so sad to say indeed.
Humans wage war on their own kind and war on Nature as well
How this will affect future generations of humans only time alone will tell
That what we do to Nature to our own selves we do is true
Since from her we will receive the Karma the Karma we are due.
Birds and arboreal animals need trees to live on and when their trees are cut away
They will have to fight for homes elsewhere since where they are they cannot stay
What goes around always comes around as some do like to say
And for our abuse of Nature in Karma the price we must pay.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I Can Mind My Own Business Somewhere Else
You talking to me?
'No.
Not necessarily.
Why? '
You seem able to pick my thoughts.
And expound upon them.
'I was actually talking to myself.'
Well,
I wish you speak up.
At least allow me to interfere,
In your discussion.
I have a few comments I'd like to suggest.
'But I am not speaking to you! '
And what difference does that make?
I have other things to do than to waste my time.
You want to hear what I have to say or not?
'No.
Not necessarily.
Why? '
Who cares?
I can mind my own business,
Somewhere else!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Postmodern Light
If you don't support ‘progress’
You're not politically correct
Though often it is pure foulness
A perfect product of the imperfect.
If you believe in freedom
Yes, you're politically correct
But one's liberty is another's serfdom
Power in the hand of the elect.
If you're not a feminist
You're not politically correct
So do not swing your fist
Even when you are erect.
Your values and tradition
Are politically correct, perhaps,
If your divorces keep going on
Imbued with other family mishaps.
If you're not a ‘postmodern’
You're not politically correct
So just raise high your lantern
And irradiate for stage effect.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Animal Rights (Anti-Fur Protest)
There was an anti-fur protest.
The participants stripped naked.
carrying the 'Animal rights 'placards,
shouting 'No Fur ' very loud and hard.
parading along the city boulevard.
Some with big ass.
Some with big bust.
They pleaded for pitiful animals,
by saying human has nylon, tetron, cotton and flannel.
They tried to protect the animal rights,
by saying that avoiding fur could end their plight.
The animals were skinned alive,
for their fur and hide,
to produce the expensive fur-garments
for those social elite to wear with elegance,
and status symbol and beauty,
while the animal are at poacher's mercy,
begging for pity,
with eyes teary.
Stone Age people wore fur.
If Civilised Modern people still wear fur,
though they have polyester,
they do not differ,
from the ancester,
a cave dweller.
Why It Matters
'Sit with me here.' she said
'It gives me the reassurance that I exist.
'How does that work? ' I said.
She said 'I spin off into my self
if I lose contact with something or someone else
outside myself.
Sometimes I am ok with the inner spin
but it gets scary sometimes and I feel nauseous
and lose my bearings where I feel vulnerable to
monsters and animals and horrible voices and people
talking.
'If I get there it is difficult to get back.'
'So, ' he said 'who knew a touch could mean so much? '
'Well' she said
'it does.'
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Crash Test
Some men believe
Animals aren't seen
Testing on their minds
Testing with their lives
You can't believe
Not even percieve
Animals that die
Animals that cry
Chorus:
Crash test! So what!
Crash test! So what!
Catastrophies
To the animal species
Politically correct
On animals
song performed by by Fear Factory from Soul Of A New Machine
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Nature
I go outside and I see of the beautiful blue sky
I see the birds fly
The trees looking ripe
And here I am feeling like a little boy
I love nature
It's my best friend
Nature makes me happy
Nature takes away my angry and sad thoughts
I love nature far more than I love people
Most people make me sick
I love animals more than I love people
I love looking at the sunset
I love looking at the plants and the grasslands
Thank goodness for nature
If it is indeed impossible - or at least very difficult - to inhabit the consciousness of an animal, then in writing about animals there is a temptation to project upon them feelings and thoughts that may belong only to our own human mind and heart.
quote by J.M. Coetzee
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