Joyous Philandering
Enfolded in the most soothing feeling of
accomplishment, I have completed the
second warrant of arrest with enough
archaic phrases to humour my flighty
mind
We command, require and instruct to
receive, maintain, uphold, re-enforce,
apply and implement the warrant of
arrest, nobody shall be left in doubt
about
Action to be taken after such strenuous
commanding, requiring and instructing,
such grandiose terms can only mean
one thing: Grab the criminal and put
him
In prison – tout suite - make no bones
about it – let him languish while we
deliberate how long it will take to
rehabilitate him – sorry, just our
little joke
We know prison is a crash course in uncon-
ditional pilfering and joyous philandering, in
perfecting the techniques of seizing the
possessions of other people since
criminals believe
Everybody as callous and unworthy as they
themselves; as for the good guys, the Lord
will take care of them - no need to worry
about their problems, one prayer and
they will be
Happy again while praying for
their lost brethren…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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ER RIFUGGIO (The Refuge)
A le curte: te vòi sbrigà d'Aggnesa
Senza er risico tuo? Be', tu pprocura
D'ammazzalla vicino a quarche chiesa:
Poi scappa drento, e nun avé ppavura.
In zarvo che tu ssei dopo l'impresa,
Freghete del mandato de cattura;
Ché a chi tte facci l'ombra de l'offesa
Una bona scomunnica è ssicura.
Lassa fà: staccheranno la licenza:
Ma ppe la grolia der timor de Dio,
C'è sempre quarche pprete che ce penza.
Tu nun ze' un borzarolo né un giudìo,
Ma un cristiano c'ha perzo la pacenza:
Dunque, tu mena, curri in chiesa, e addio.
English
In short: do you want to get rid of Agnes
Without any risk? What you have to do
Is to kill her near a church:
Then run inside, and don't worry [1] .
Once you're safe after the action,
Don't care about the warrant of arrest;
Because anyone trying to harm you
Would surely be excommunicated.
Let them do: they'll issue the warrant:
But for the glory of the fear of God
There's always a priest who will care.
You're not a thief nor a jew [2] ,
You're a man [3] who lost his temper:
So, strike and run inside: that's it.
poem by Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli
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Literary Masterpiece
Rocked up at work, all confused,
we discussed books we loved as
kids, Hanlie reminiscences about
Bible and Vicky Villard Stories - I
recall a garage stacked with book-
club detective novels, hands killing
victims by giving them a fright in the
night, she read comic books at school
We got gargantuan amounts of photo-
books from grandma De Lange while
grandma Alice subscribed to Reader's
Digest, we read Shangri-La and Beau
Geste so condensed - they lacked all
fire and spice, only an outline left, then
I tried tackling a document, International
Warrant of Arrest - my mind wandering
Listening to an André Rieu DVD playing
because cold silence punctuated by the
tapping of keyboards is a symbol of the
end of all life; with Carmen and Zorba on
my earphones engaging my heart, I shall
try again to relay the quaint legalese of the
warrant of arrest - a literary masterpiece
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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A Criminal Mind
I Lyrics and Words by Lawrence Gowan
from his album Strange Animal
You've seen my hands are steady
You've seen my face before
Soon you can take your last look
And they'll close the door
I stand accused before you
I have no tears to cry
And you will never break me
Until the day I die
A criminal mind was all I
All I've ever known
They've tried to reform me
Cause I'm made of cold stone
My criminal mind is all I
All I've ever had
Ask one who's known me
If I'm really so bad...
I am
I've spent my life behind these steel bars
I've paid my debt in time
But being brought to justice
That was my only crime
I don't regret action
I'd do the same again
These prison walls secure me
And I'm numb to pain
A criminal mind was all I
All I've ever known
They've tried to reform me
But I'm made of cold stone
My criminal mind is all I
All I've ever had
Ask one who's known me
If I'm really so bad...
I am
Before you hand me over
Before you read my sentence
I'd like to say a few words
Here in my own defense
Some people struggle daily
They struggle with their conscience 'til the end
I have no guilt to haunt me
I feel no wrong intent
A criminal mind is all I
All I've ever known
Don't try to reform me
Cause I'm made of cold stone
My criminal mind is all I
All I've ever had
Ask one who's known me
If I'm really so bad...
I am
Oh I am
Oh I am
I'm made of cold stone
Made of cold stone
I'm just like these prison walls
A criminal mind
song performed by by Styx
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The Third Witness
he said instead of the warrant of arrest
the police officer aimed a gun at him
and so he looked at the sky
called upon God and then he closed his eyes
and bowed and knelled on the ground
and kissed the sands
and then he ran away
to nowhere.....
he did not know what happened next.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My bed isn't made, I'm tired, I haven't slept well for two weeks. I haven't been laid in a month. I don't have a girlfriend. I have a warrant for my arrest.
quote by Layne Staley
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Linda
Every woman have a snapping point
You don't want her to snap no
Someone stop Linda
She just left the crib with a beretta
She's on her way to pop her fiance
It's the word on the street
He was sleeping with Renee
Lord knows, please someone stop Linda
He don't even know she's coming
Like the FBI, she gon' knock down the door with no warrant
Lord knows, what happened to the good time lovin', lovin'
My father used to tell me, son, listen
There's a thin line between love and hate
Once you cross that line, see there's no escape
She love me, she love you not
You don't wanna open up Pandora Box no, no
She will see that two men cheating
When you said that two men working
All I'm saying is just watch your back
Cos tonight see I got a bad feeling Jack
Linda's got a gat
Someone stop Linda
She just left the crib with a beretta
She's on her way to pop her fiance
It's the word on the street
He was sleeping with Renee
Lord knows, please someone stop Linda
He don't even know she's coming
Like the FBI, she gon' knock down the door with no warrant
Lord knows, what happened to the good time lovin', lovin'
Listen to me now
Every barrel got a Linda
Trust me you don't want that drama
When you laughing she's crying
Mascara running down her face, now she's plotting
Like Method Man, she gon' bring the pain
Like Cypress Hill you got a insane in the membrane
All I'm saying is just watch your back
Cos tonight see I got a bad feeling Jack
Oh my God
Someone stop Linda
She just left the crib with a beretta
She's on her way to pop her fiance
It's the word on the street
He was sleeping with Renee
Lord knows, please someone stop Linda
He don't even know she's coming
Like the FBI, she gon' knock down the door with no warrant
Lord knows, what happened to the good time lovin', lovin'
Someone stop Linda (Samson fell for Delilah)
Someone stop Linda (Ahab fell for Jezebel)
Someone stop Linda (King David fell for ?)
And coming in the mist
Linda wants to head up the baptist
Someone stop Linda
He don't even know she's coming
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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By What Authority Saul's Plan For Damascus?
After arresting putting these people in prison;
Saul learned about their Christian friends
in Damascus by getting letters from prisoners?
What fate then did Saul desire for Christ's followers?
'I persecuted to the death the people who followed
this Way. I arrested men and women and threw
them into prison. The High Priest and the whole Council
can prove that I am telling the truth. I received
from them letters written to fellow Jews in Damascus,
so I went there to arrest these people and bring
them back in chains to Jerusalem to be punished.' Acts 22: 4-5.
Split imaging from the poem ‘Transformation Inquisition Saul Into Paul Of Tarsus'.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Open Wide These Prison Doors
Written by: neil diamond and stewart harris
Tied by love to you, but I was tied too strong
Still Im afraid of knowing what leaving means
I know I lived for you, and all I tried to do
You were the keeper of my dreams
Open wide these prison doors
Take these chains from around my heart
Make believe that Im no more
And dont mind when I depart
Need to find another place
Where love is not just tossed away
If you really care for me
Open wide these prison doors
And set me free
You were always caring, always warm and kind
But that was long ago, when love was blind
And I dont want to hurt you, the way that Ive been hurt
But if I stay Ill lose my mind
Open wide these prison doors
Take these chains from around my heart
Make believe that Im no more
And dont mind when I depart
Need to find another place
Where love is not just tossed away
If you really care for me
Open wide these prison doors
And set me free
Time is always moving
While were here standing still
I love you even though Im leaving
And maybe I always will
But, open wide these prison doors
Take these chains from around my heart
Make believe that Im no more
And dont mind when I depart
Need to find another place
Where love is not just tossed away
And if you really care for me
Open wide these prison doors
And set me free
If you really care for me
Open wide these prison doors
And set me free
Set me free, yeah
Come on and set me free
Set me free
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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Linda (feat. Carl Restivo)
(feat. Carl Restivo)
Every woman have a snapping point
You don't want her to snap no
Someone stop Linda
She just left the crib with a beretta
She's on her way to pop her fiance
It's the word on the street
He was sleeping with Renee
Lord knows, please someone stop Linda
He don't even know she's coming
Like the FBI, she gon' knock down the door with no warrant
Lord knows, what happened to the good time lovin', lovin'
My father used to tell me, son, listen
There's a thin line between love and hate
Once you cross that line, see there's no escape
She love me, she love you not
You don't wanna open up Pandora Box no, no
She will see that two men cheating
When you said that two men working
All I'm saying is just watch your back
Cos tonight see I got a bad feeling Jack
Linda's got a gat
Someone stop Linda
She just left the crib with a beretta
She's on her way to pop her fiance
It's the word on the street
He was sleeping with Renee
Lord knows, please someone stop Linda
He don't even know she's coming
Like the FBI, she gon' knock down the door with no warrant
Lord knows, what happened to the good time lovin', lovin'
Listen to me now
Every barrel got a Linda
Trust me you don't want that drama
When you laughing she's crying
Mascara running down her face, now she's plotting
Like Method Man, she gon' bring the pain
Like Cypress Hill you got a insane in the membrane
All I'm saying is just watch your back
Cos tonight see I got a bad feeling Jack
Oh my God
Someone stop Linda
She just left the crib with a beretta
She's on her way to pop her fiance-aca
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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Beware! Criminal
You crawl in bed, it's 3am
You smell of wine and cigarettes
A butterfly under the glass
You are beautiful
But you're not going anywhere
We do the same thing every night
I swear I've heard this song before
A swimmer who has seen a shark
I should really be more wary of the water
You came, you saw, you conquered
Everyone
And I'm left here guessing
Oh what went wrong?
Yeah, I'm down
But not out, and far from done
Hey all! Beware! criminal.
A prison with an intellect
You throw your light selectively
You stole my glow, a seasoned thief
The blacks of my eyes are turning into opals
Today, I'll walk
There's nothing here left for me but empty promises
And the thought of all the things I'm never getting back
You came, you saw, you conquered
Everyone
And I'm left here guessing
Oh what went wrong?
Yeah, I'm down
But not out, and far from done
Beware criminal
Did you think I wouldn't notice?
Did you really think I wouldn't care?
Did you think I wouldn't notice?
Did you really think I wouldn't care?
You came, you saw, you conquered
And I'm left here bleeding
Oh, what went wrong?
Yeah, I'm down
But not out, and far from done
Beware criminal
song performed by by Incubus
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If My Oppression Has No End
I
If my oppression has no end,
even if I am downtrodden when my life is spent
I will receive it as if from the hand of God.
If my oppressors take everything that I own,
not only the two cars, which they have already stolen,
if my oppressors by acts of law,
by affirmative action take away
all means to make a living,
I will still rejoice in the love of God
as everything is permitted by Him.
II
Lord God, see me in my awakening
when the sun rises every morning,
be my companion, that leads on the way
when all my dreams are shattered,
when my enemies gather
and are joyous over my destruction,
when I loose hope, then please have mercy
and show Your saving love to me.
[Reference: “From Prison” by Todros Ben Judah Abulafia.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Her Majesty's Prison Low Moss
Welcome to our brand new home,
It's everything and more,
En-suite bathrooms covered in chrome,
Nothing in here is a chore.
No mortgage, council tax or rent,
All-inclusive is our pad,
In our quest for more we'll not relent,
Society has gone bloody mad.
Drugs and drink all on hand,
While the recession's making you gaunt,
Nothing we want in here is banned,
Our criminality we love to flaunt.
Flat screen TVs with satellite,
A licence we don't need,
Fed like a Lord both day and night,
They supply our every need.
Life is bliss in our luxury gaffe,
But somehow we'll get by,
We know you think we're having a laugh,
But in here sadness doesn't apply.
We'd love to thank you for being so kind,
But in truth we couldn't care less,
It's our aim in life to be confined,
That's why we all transgress.
Do you really believe a luxury cell,
Will help our souls to mend,
Being crime free is like living in hell,
That's why we re-offend.
You compensate us for committing crime,
It just doesn't make any sense,
It's part of the reason we love doing time,
Your powerbrokers must be dense.
We will always end up back in here,
It's like a holiday without the sun,
To the law of the land we will never adhere,
Being in prison is so much fun.
So we thank you for our new hotel,
It's the ultimate place to doss,
While you're struggling we'll all sleep well,
In,
‘' Her Majesty's Prison, Low Moss ‘'
It is made the duty of every Commanding Officer in the Department, to arrest and send to these Headquarters, under guard, every officer or soldier who may be found absent from his command, without the regular leave in writing, prescribed by Regulations and General Orders.
quote by John H. Morgan
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Under Arrest
The name on the list didnt fit the id.
Following clues.
You cant hide homicide.
They answer the phone, tell me theyre not at home.
Im doing my best to tell you what I know.
Meet me in an hour.
Ill be on the corner.
Ill have on a trenchcoat, naturally.
You cannot avoid me.
I can be annoying.
When you least expect it - answer the question now!
Why inspector?
Hes a fine detective.
Got his own perspective.
Hes a lie detector.
Oh heaven knows. backtracking clues or any news on the scene.
In the right mood, sticking to my routine.
In dark day and night Im like a machine.
It was someone he knew.
He let em in.
He got caught by a dirty doublecrosser capable of murder.
Hes gonna be uncovered finally.
Its a full investigation and Im very patient, working out the puzzle carefully.
You dont have to worry.
It could be scary.
Either hit me harry or a coronary.
Oh heaven knows.
The face and the name didnt fit the id.
The time and the place in evidence dont exist.
They wanna confess, and be blessed by the rope.
Hot on the scent finding only dead ends.
Now, the killers out there.
Thinks he got away clear.
But hes not so clever.
Hes going to the devil.
Im setting up a rumour.
Hes gonna walk into it, before he knows what happened.
Im gonna grab him - tell me.
Whyd ya do it?
Youre a pretty stupid jerk to try the heavy stuff.
You think your pretty tough.
Whoa, homicide.
Youre under arrest, youre under arrest.
Youre under arrest, youre under arrest.
Whyd ya do it?
Youre pretty stupid.
The heavy stuff.
Youre very tough.
Youre under arrest.
song performed by by Blondie
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When teachers try to teach, nurses try to nurse, small businesses try to serve their clients and the police try to arrest criminals, there is always a regulator or three breathing down their necks. Conservatives want to make people's lives easier.
quote by John Redwood
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Nurturing This to Have It Grow Like It Grew
Remember...
When the clouds of regret,
Begin descending to fret...
All opportunity to correct this,
Has been exhausted.
Everything you own,
Will seem valueless!
Unworthy to be shown.
But all is not lost!
There has to be 'some' decisions you made
Pleasing your heart...
That did not require a purchase from the start!
To impress.
With a lease, rental or mortgage to digest!
If you are happy within,
With a peace of mind you can display...
What else is more satisfying than that?
Today...
Many are holding onto impressions!
Possessions they can least afford.
Accompanied by confessions that bore.
Today...
Many are abandoning their happiness in 'things'!
Today...
If you are happy within,
With a peace of mind you can display...
Know today you can say,
What you have is completely yours!
And foreclosure or repossession,
Is not coming your way!
Today.
Not for what took you long to pursue.
Nurturing this to have it grow like it grew...
For you,
Today!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Born In A Prison
Were born in a prison, raised in a prison,
Sent to a prison called school.
We cry in a prison, we love in a prison,
We dream in a prison like fools.
Wood becomes a flute when its loved,
Reach for yourself and your battered mates.
Mirror becomes a razor when its broken,
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate.
We live with no reason, kicked round for no reason,
Thrown out without reason like tools.
We work in a prison and hate in a prison,
And die in a prison as a rule.
Wood becomes a flute when its loved,
Reach for yourself and your battered mates.
Mirror becomes a razor when its broken,
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate.
We live in a prison mong judges and wardens
And wait for no reason for you.
We laugh in a prison, go through all four seasons,
And die with no vision of truth.
Wood becomes a flute when its loved,
Reach for yourself and your battered mates.
Mirror becomes a razor when its broken,
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate.
Born in a prison!
(born in a prison!)
(born in a prison!)
(born in a prison!)
Born in a prison!
(born in a prison!)
(born in a prison!)
Born in a prison!
Born in a prison!
Born in a prison!
(born in a prison!)
(born in a prison!)
Born in a prison!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Born In A Prison
Were born in a prison, raised in a prison,
Sent to a prison called school.
We cry in a prison, we love in a prison,
We dream in a prison like fools.
Wood becomes a flute when its loved,
Reach for yourself and your battered mates.
Mirror becomes a razor when its broken,
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate.
We live with no reason, kicked round for no reason,
Thrown out without reason like tools.
We work in a prison and hate in a prison,
And die in a prison as a rule.
Wood becomes a flute when its loved,
Reach for yourself and your battered mates.
Mirror becomes a razor when its broken,
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate.
We live in a prison mong judges and wardens
And wait for no reason for you.
We laugh in a prison, go through all four seasons,
And die with no vision of truth.
Wood becomes a flute when its loved,
Reach for yourself and your battered mates.
Mirror becomes a razor when its broken,
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate.
Born in a prison!
(born in a prison!)
(born in a prison!)
(born in a prison!)
Born in a prison!
(born in a prison!)
(born in a prison!)
Born in a prison!
Born in a prison!
Born in a prison!
(born in a prison!)
(born in a prison!)
Born in a prison!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Here's to the Maiden of Bashful Fifteen
Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen;
Here's to the widow of fifty;
Here's to the flaunting extravagant quean,
And here's to the housewife that's thrifty.
Chorus
Let the toast pass,--
Drink to the lass,
I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.
Here's to the charmer whose dimples we prize;
Now to the maid who has none, sir:
Here's to the girl with a pair of blue eyes,
And here's to the nymph with but one, sir.
Chorus
Let the toast pass,--
Drink to the lass,
I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.
Here's to the maid with a bosom of snow;
Now to her that's as brown as a berry:
Here's to the wife with her face full of woe,
And now to the damsel that's merry.
Chorus
Let the toast pass,--
Drink to the lass,
I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.
For let 'em be clumsy, or let 'em be slim,
Young or ancient, I care not a feather;
So fill a pint bumper quite up to the brim,
And let us e'en toast them together.
Chorus
Let the toast pass,--
Drink to the lass,
I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.
poem by Richard Brinsley Sheridan
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I need no warrant for being, and no word of sanction upon my being. I am the warrant and the sanction.
Ayn Rand in Anthem, 1946
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