Martyr’s Memorial
SUCH natural debts of love our Oxford knows,
So many ancient dues undesecrate,
I marvel how the landmark of a hate
For witness unto future time she chose;
How out of her corroborate ranks arose
The three, in great denial only great,
For Art’s enshrining!… Thus, averted straight,
My soul to seek a holier captain goes:
That sweet adventurer whom Truth befell
When as the synagogues were watching not;
Whose crystal name on royal Oriel
Hangs like a shield; who, to an outland spot
Led hence, beholds his Star, and counts it well
Of all his dear domain to live forgot.
poem by Louise Imogen Guiney
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An Ode
WHAT boots it to be great?
To live in royal state
And feast with kings,
Since now all things
One doom await?
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What boots it to be fair?
Sweet eyes and golden hair,
And youthful bloom,
Since in the tomb
All foulness there?
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To live in royal state—
That is not to be great;
Sweet eyes and golden hair—
That is not to be fair.
What is it to be great?
15
Content with thine estate;
To serve thy God and King
In everything—
That is it to be great.
What is it to be fair?
20
Sweet modesty to wear;
To keep thine honour sure,
Thy bosom pure—
That is it to be fair.
Much boots it to be great,
25
Much boots it to be fair.
poem by Frederick George Scott
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Outland
Im in outland
Sex tension
She whispers things I need
Look in her heart
Slow motion
Ive been expecting you.
Im in outland
Ill do anything.
Im in outland
Storm my heart
Tear me up if you like.
Come closer
Say nothing
Ive got something for you.
I shape sound
I shape time
Ill shape your world for you.
Im in outland
Ill do anything.
Im in outland
Emotion
Dark whispers in my head.
Got the sex scream
On new film
Ive got the friend I need.
Dont play safe
Dont play clean
Dont play if you cant lose.
Im in outland
Ill do anything.
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Adventurer
Youre an adventurer
You sail across the oceans
You climb the himalayas
Seeking truth and beauty as a natural state
Youre a queen reborn
Worshipped from above afar
Some see you as an elixir
An elemental natural seeking perfect grace
In a catacomb
Or cave of endless drawings
Prehistoric or religious
Your accomplishments prodigious
Seeking out the perfect tone
Your language so clear
Your voice perfectly turning
As in the city I sit yearning
Blowing rings of smoke from thin cigars
Or driving fast in foreign cars
To capture your remains, huh
Youre an adventurer
A turban wet wrapped round your head
On the mountainside they predict your death
Oh how you fooled them all
But subjects are a poor excuse
When what you really wants a muse
An inspirating knowledge
Of what comes before
Ooohhh, speeds of light
The momentary flicker
Of a candle in its wicker basket
Smoking wax, facts
Did you find that superior knowledge
That eluded you in college
Did you find that super vortex
That could cause your cerebral cortex
Ooohhh, to lose its grip
Youre an adventurer
You were out looking for meaning
While the rest of us were steaming
In an inspirating
Ah, urban pit
An adventurer
You enter as Im dreaming
I wish Id never wake up
Differentiating scheming from my one true love
Youre an adventurer
You love the angles and the cherries
The height and width of levies
The natural bridge and tunnels of the human race
Youre an adventurer
Nothing seem to scare you
And if it does it wont dissuade you
You just will not think about it
You dismiss it and defocus
You redefine the locus of your time in space, race
As you move further from me
And though I understand the thinking
And have often done the same thing
I find parts of me gone
Youre an adventurer
And though Ill surely miss you
And of course Ill survive without you
And maybe good will come of that
But at this point, ah
I anticipate some grieving
And although I know your leaving
Is a necessary adjunct to what we both do
An adventurer
Splitting up the atom
Splitting up the once was
Splitting up the essence of our star-crossed fate
None who meet you
Do forget you, my adventurer
My adventurer, my adventurer-venturer
My adventuress
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Mother India
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
You are the paradise on earth
Where things are not in any dearth.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
In Your Lap live men and women
Of every caste and religion.
You rain your love and affection
On them all without distinction.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
You have got a peculiar trait
Due to which you are very great.
You adopt the foreigners too,
Who like to live and die for you.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
You are beautiful, all perfect;
You are rich in every aspect.
In the ancient times, we have heard,
Aliens called you ‘a golden bird’
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
The mountains guard your honour here;
The ocean washes your feet there.
The rivers contain sweet water
Which for us is just like nectar.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
Our culture is ancient and high,
We are respected that is why.
Culture has bound us by and by,
With a chain of pure love and tie.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
We are sorry here live some men
Who are not loyal, but still then,
Pose as lovers of this nation,
Whom we do not like to mention.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
We are sorry here live some men;
Fire of hatred they ever fan.
Freedom, we fear, may not be lost,
Which we have got at a great cost.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
Let us be wise not to be tool
Of selfish powers which befool
Those who do not well understand
Their aim which is behind their stand.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
We will be lucky, if we die
For you, O Gracious Country High!
We’ll give them a fitting reply,
Who see you with a slanting eye.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
poem by Aziz Ahmad
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Mother India
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
You are the paradise on earth
Where things are not in any dearth.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
In Your Lap live men and women
Of every caste and religion.
You rain your love and affection
On them all without distinction.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
You have got a peculiar trait
Due to which you are very great.
You adopt the foreigners too,
Who like to live and die for you.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
You are beautiful, all perfect;
You are rich in every aspect.
In the ancient times, we have heard,
Aliens called you ‘a golden bird’
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
The mountains guard your honour here;
The ocean washes your feet there.
The rivers contain sweet water
Which for us is just like nectar.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
Our culture is ancient and high,
We are respected that is why.
Culture has bound us by and by,
With a chain of pure love and tie.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
We are sorry here live some men
Who are not loyal, but still then,
Pose as lovers of this nation,
Whom we do not like to mention.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
We are sorry here live some men;
Fire of hatred they ever fan.
Freedom, we fear, may not be lost,
Which we have got at a great cost.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
Let us be wise not to be tool
Of selfish powers which befool
Those who do not well understand
Their aim which is behind their stand.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
We will be lucky, if we die
For you, O Gracious Country High!
We’ll give them a fitting reply,
Who see you with a slanting eye.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
poem by Aziz Ahmad 'Aziz Moradabadi'
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Andrew Mcauley
He is out there with Nature his is a watery grave
The man who loved adventure but he was truly brave
His kayak was found capsized just out of Milford Sound
A day or two and he would be with family and friends and safe on solid ground.
Andrew Mcauley the Australian adventurer was so close to history
To be the first to kayak from Tasmania to New Zealand across the Pacific sea
He was a brave adventurer one who lived without fear
And he must have known to history that he was very near.
He did not make it to land this time luck not on his side
But he was a true adventurer and on his greatest adventure he died
He went so close to history till things for him went wrong
And amongst the great adventurers he surely does belong.
Somewhere in the vast Pacific his last remains now lay
And he did not live as many do for to grow old and gray
Dear Lady Luck ran out on him in his greatest ever test
And he died in his late thirties doing what he liked doing best.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Witness
I saw an ant devour sherman mountain.
Slip across the floor in the river of honey.
I saw the locust drinking from a fountain.
It smiled at me as I paid my money.
Chorus
Caus Im a witness, witness, see the writing on the wall.
Im a witness, witness, I say Ive seen it all.
Caus Im a witness, witness, Ive got all the proof.
Im a witness, witness, I swear to tell the truth.
I saw her buying in the face of fashion.
Wholl believe with her little white lies.
I saw her arrive on my bed of passion.
But I never saw a look of love in her eyes.
Chorus
Some days my eyes can see for miles and miles around.
Some nights my dreams just take me deep underground.
My minds a time machine, Im in the future and the past.
The past... scrape away...
(violin solo)
Chorus
Chorus
Witness, witness, witness
Witness, witness, witness
Witness, witness, witness
Witness, witness, witness
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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How Great
Like a mother mine was delighted she gave birth
It feels as great as we felt coming to live on earth
Great as we thought it was when joining school
Highly respectable as we perceived our graduation
with great love of money for love and infatuation
Much as we thought money made people great
Then the job made great impact on love perception
We were held higher by those thinking we were great
Our mind made us take a great pride in education
With little regards to the good great book we forgot
For great eloquence in language for communication
For great crowds of ladies and gentlemen we fought
The more lovers one has, the easier it was to feel great
How great was the lavish and satisfaction
How great the diversity and the depth we experienced
How great the comfort to feel the hardness and softness
How great on earth does it taste fornication?
How great when we fear not for our Godlessness
How great when we die is going to be our tribulation?
poem by Linus Kithinji Njeru
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Oh Captain, Thy Enemy Is Within!
Oh Captain, Thy enemy is within!
Buck up then, our rank and file is thin;
’Twas peace-time; our soldiers o’er-slept awhile;
Beware; the enemy is but a mile!
Ye tried thy best so long, I can vouch tho’,
Thy strategies failed, ye better know;
Precious time is lost; Wake up great soldier!
Do or die Sir! But fly thy flag higher.
O brave Captain, thy foes look stronger;
The traitors shan’t mislead any longer;
The Cat is out of the bag; Truth bespeaks;
’Tis not too late; ’Tis not the war’s peak.
Ye did well; just muster up thy courage;
Protect us from the enemy’s barrage;
Things can’t go on like this; so buck up man;
Change strategies to succeed if you can.
Oh Captain! Where is thy magic-bullet?
Defeat can’t drain down a soldier’s gullet;
Check your rank and file; check ev’ry lane;
The Fifth Columnists are active again.
All thine efforts thus far will go awaste;
Much time has been lost but be not in haste;
Think deeply and peruse your own dear brain;
Throw ill-wills out/suspicions down the drain!
Know thine true foes from thine true friends who love;
And the Wolves in lamb-skins that stealth’ly move;
Trust no eaves-dropper’s lies which are but rife;
Trust those friends who truly wish you long life.
Know them that misled and confused thine ranks,
To attain their selfish aims without thanks;
And if need be, to organize a ‘coup’!
At the right time and to overthrow you.
O Captain! Our nation is in perils;
Think deeply and spot out the true devils,
Who try to ruin the lives of your men;
Thy arms are out of vogue and less modern.
May be, there could be a better way out,
Of the woods; to reduce their so-called clout;
See in thine mind’s-eye, the evil-men’s stunts;
Resort to punish them by measures blunt.
Time is scarce; the attack is imminent;
Refurbish thyself, lead the army bent,
To victory of Truth over Untruth;
The deserving should get their labor’s fruits.
Let success or defeat not be thine aim;
Do thy duty disciplined; take the blame;
Do thine job in the best possible way;
God does the rest with His magical say.
Now ’Tis war! Ye ought to look well afar;
Charge with thy battle-cry; thou art the Star!
Thou art a good Soldier but a better man;
Don’t give up yet; ye hath done well, Human.
poem by John Celes
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Forgotten Future
The forgotten future of what should have been.
It's crumbled at our feet,
gone and most certainly dead.
The mournful times I now must face.
Companionship and love without a trace.
A forgotten future that filled me with endless hope.
Now so barren and fruitless it makes me choke.
Forgotten furture where did it go?
A nuclear winter with in my black soul.
Broken hearted soul bereft.
I face this forgotten future now with death.
No other way to kill the pain.
In a forgotten future it matters not here anyway.
The forgotten future that was held so dear.
I grabed and fed for many a year.
It was my life, it was my hope.
Now it hangs me with short rope.
The end is nigh.
I need not fear,
the relief I seek is very near.
Forgotten future now grows dark.
As the memory of me will soon be marked.
poem by Michael McParland
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Not A Hero To All
The greatness of the greats we well may recall
But the hero to many not a hero to all
Not everyone holds big names in high esteem
Some are not easy to impress it does seem
That no two are the same does seem fair to say
And some not into hero worship in any sort of a way
In the ranks of the star struck they do not join the throng
And who is to say in thinking they are wrong
Yes not everyone looks up to the great one as great
And the ranks of the star struck never join to celebrate
The praises of heroes they never do sing
They go their own way and they do their own thing
You will never see them at a victory parade
Out of all sorts of people Humanity is made.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Wonders of Music
Yes, a great deal of wholesome wonders music does to the land.
Our very dear hearts it touches with its warm loving hand.
Of its drawing power, the nature is incredibly grand.
Us with a lot of sweet, tender love as well, music does brand.
Us it affects to act in such great ways that are unplanned.
Ways that go on are what the love of music has planned.
Our very dear lives to live in each and every love’s strand.
A unifying force so great, us all music makes to stand
On the solid rock, unlike those who do fall from the soft sand.
The blazing flames of the vast glory of sweet love, music fanned.
poem by Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie
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Crystal Ball
Written by tommy shaw
Lead vocals by tommy shaw
I used to like to walk the straight and narrow line
I used to think that everything was fine
Sometimes Id like to sit and gaze for days through sleepless dreams
All alone and trapped in time
All alone and trapped in time
I wonder what tomorrow has in mind for me
Or am I even in its mind at all
Perhaps Ill get a chance to look ahead and see
Soon as I find myself a crystal ball
Soon as I find myself a crystal ball
Tell me, tell me where Im going
I dont know where Ive been
Tell me, tell me, wont you tell me
And then tell me again
My heart is breaking, my bodys aching
And I dont know where to go
Tell me, tell me, wont you tell me
Ive just got to know
Crystal ball
Theres so many things I need to know
Crystal ball
Theres so many things Ive got to know
Crystal ball
[extra verse used occasionally live]
If you should see me walking
Through your dreams at night
Would you please direct me
Where I ought to be
Ive been looking for a crystal ball
To shed the light
To find a future in me...
To find a future in me...
Crystal ball
Theres so many things I need to know
Crystal ball
Theres so many things Ive got to know
Crystal ball
song performed by by Styx
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The Master-Man
O CAPTAIN of the Great Event,
Which yet shall dew with crimson dew
The green coasts of our continent,
I know not where to look for you!
I know when doom shall mass about
Our shores, and strike their music dumb,
A something in your blood shall shout:
'The hour is mine! Behold, I come!'
For, if one truth since time began
O'ertowers all other truths, it is:
There ever comes the Master-Man
To make the epic moment his.
In reeling ranks and riven steel,
On red-drenched fields and seas of blood,
The bruised and broken foe shall feel
A valour not to be withstood;
The crisis shall not lack its lord,
The noon its sun, the night its star;
Beneath your high, directing sword
The triumph-tide shall surge afar.
Till God make plain your path, and fill
Your soul with martial ecstasy,
Perchance you toil in mart or mill,
Unconscious of your destiny.
Perchance you wait the breathing hour
Unborn — undrawn from distant spheres —
For, though the clouds of menace lower,
They may not break for years and years.
Yet, be it soon or be it late,
Or be it when this voice is mute,
O guardian of our golden State,
The foe shall find you resolute.
O Captain of the Great Event,
Which yet shall dew with crimson dew
The green coasts of our continent,
A victor's laurels wait for you.
poem by Roderic Quinn
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Wanna Be
We all love a millionaire
On the radio, with a great video
And all the orchestration
Backing up your screaming guitar
Howd you make it this far?
Do you gotta be straight on the line?
Do you gotta look great all the time?
Do you gotta be straight?
Well even pay you, millionaire
Tell us of your abuse, we stand so amused
And what you said about the audience
Simple lyrics will do
Cause they dont have a clue
Do I gotta be straight on the line?
Do I gotta look great all the time?
Do I gotta be straight?
Wannabewannabewishiwereyouknowiwishiwereyouknow
Wannabewannabewishiwereyouknowiwishiwereyou
Now love me Im a millionaire
Running out of cliches, but Im keeping the faith
Now, should I repeat the second verse?
Or maybe the third?
Its becoming absurd
But I gotta be straight on the line
And I wanna be high all the time
Well, I gotta be straight
Gottakeepthefaith, gottaplayitstraight
Givepeaceachance, sittingonafence
Gottatowtheline, sweetchildomine
Pushcomestoshove, allyouneedislove
song performed by by Verve Pipe
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I Hate U
U have just accessed the hate experience
Do u wish 2 change your entry?
Very well, please enjoy your experience
I never thought that u would be the one
After all the things that weve been through
U gave your body 2 another in the name of fun
I hope u had some baby, if not, boo hoo
Chorus:
Its so sad but I hate u like a day without sunshine
Its so bad but I hate u cuz ure all thats ever on my mind
Honey, I hate u - now everyday would be a waste of time
Cuz I hate u
I never thought that I could feel this way
2 fall in love was a table reserved 4 fools
Say ure sorry if u wanna but its all in vain
Im out the door sweet baby, thats right, were through
Chorus
This court is now in session
Would the defendant please rise?
State your name 4 the court
Never mind (billy jack bitch)
Ure being charged with one 2 many counts of heartbreaking
In the 1st degree
I dont give a damn about the others
My main concern is u and me
Your honor, may I call 2 the stand my one and only witness?
A girl that know damn well she didnt have no damn business
I know what u did, how u did it and uh.. who u did it with
So u might as well plead guilty cuz u sure cant plead the 5th
Now raise your right hand
Do u swear 2 tell the whole truth
Not the half truth like u used 2 so help u god?
Nod your head one time if u hear me
If u dont, Ill have 2 use the rod
Anything 2 make u see that uh.. ure gonna miss me
Yeah, ure gonna miss me
Uh, uh, uh, oh!
If it please the court
Id like 2 have the defendant place her hands behind her back
So I can tie her up tight and get into the act
The act of showing her how good it used 2 be
I want it 2 be so good she falls back in love with me
Close your eyes
Im gonna cover your ass with this sheet
And I want u 2 pump your hips like u used 2
And, baby, u better stay on the beat
Did u do 2 your other man the same things that u did 2 me?
Right now I hate u so much I wanna make love until u see
That its killin me, baby, 2 be without u
Cuz all I ever wanted 2 do was 2 be with u ... ow!
I hate u (I hate u)
Because I love u (because I love u)
But I cant love u (I cant love u)
Because I hate u (I hate u)
Because I love u
I love u, baby
I love u {x3}
I love u cuz ure all thats ever on my mind
I hate u because I love u
song performed by by Prince
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Don't Forget who is your Father
God is Great
He created you and me so ladies and gentleman
he is the only person to praise and pray
Cause some of us we pray Alan people you pray him
who is him God is the one who created us
so guys help me to Thank him every time i'm sick i call him cause
he is the hiller the killer of diseases in the world
Help me to sing.
How great is our God sing with me how great is our God
all we sing is how great is our God age to age praise his
Great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great great great great great
GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD..
Thank you Help me pliz.
poem by Ruvimbo Daisy Matsika
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True reward
There can’t be any condition
As it is pure urge or ignition
It comes as natural feeling
When people choose it as willing
It requires no courage
But only strong will to manage
If love is what you can define
That may always stay as divine
It originates only attachment
A strong and dedicated movement
Where two people go for lasting union
Stay together as true companion
Love is not we seek as body attraction
That can be observed in any of our action
We may come up as hate biter
Heal it with love and turn it from bitter
“Love is God” not simply said
There is great emphasis laid
Millions of people are graced with peace
Live happily across continents and spend time at ease
Loose the hope once and burn the bridges
You will find hatred and only grudges
People will become blood thirsty
And kill persons against the will of almighty
I go with what others might not interpreter
But this is only advisable and fit
Love wins love and hate responds canard
What do we seek for as true reward
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Straight To My Heart
Well in a hundred years from now
They will attempt to tell us how
A scientific means to bliss
Will supercede the human kiss
A sub atomic chain
Will maybe galvanize your brain
A biochemic trance
Will eliminate romance
But why ever should we care
When there are arrows in the air
Formed by lovers ancient art
That go straight to my heart
A future sugar coated pill
Would give our lovers time to kill
I think theyre working far too much
For the redundancy of touch
But what will make me yours
Are a millions deadly spores
Formed by lovers ancient art
That go straight to my heart
Come into my door
Be the light of my life
Come into my door
Youll never have to sweep the floor
Come into my door
Be the light of my life
Come into my door
Come and be my wife
Ill be true. to no one but you
If its a future would we fear
We have tomorrows seeds right here
For you can hold them in your hand
Or let them fall into the sand
But if our love is pure
The only thing of which were sure
Then you can play your part
And fly straight to my heart
If I should seek immunity
And love you with impunity
Then the only thing to do
Is for me to pledge myself to you
But they only dealt one card
So for me it is not hard
Youre the bright star in my chart
You go straight to my heart
Come into my door
Be the light of my life
Come into my door
Youll never have to sweep the floor
Come into my door
Be the light of my life
Come into my door
Come and be my wife
Ill be true. to no one but you
song performed by by Sting
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Early Works - Time
Times of troubled pasts
Times of troubled future
Times of troubled present
More is the man who is great of mind
More is the man who is great of soul
More is the man who is great of love
Time is the man who thinks of nothing
Time is the soul in deep despair
Time is the fool of no awakening
More is the time of unbound less wastes
More is the time all of us wastes
More is time, is time, is time
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poem by David Harris
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