Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXV: Journalist Alarm
Do you look for news or do you search the truth
Do you take it as job or do you enjoy it as life
Do you act like professional or do you make it personal
Do you obey the unspoken rule or do you excuse your role
Do you open aggressive attack or do you mask polite task
Do you want to be mirror or do you want to be window
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Mirror
Standing in front of the mirror,
The reflection tells me to look behind.
The focus of the mirror is myself,
And also what lies behind.
I can move to the left,
I can move to the right,
But to the mirror I am always within it's sight.
As are things past.
I look out a window,
It tells me to see what lies ahead.
In the window, I do not see myself.
I see others.
I see nature's beauty unfolding.
I know I am there,
But I am just merely a part of the surroundings.
To the mirror, it is all about me.
The mirror tells me to worry about how I look.
The window tells me to worry about how the world looks.
The eyes are the window to the soul.
Not the mirror.
The mirror deceives.
To the mirror, everything is backwards.
As I look into my own eyes.
My soul becomes filled with self.
As I look into the eyes of another.
My soul becomes filled with life.
While the mirror holds my reflection.
It is the window that holds the truth.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Mirror or your mind
When you look at your reflection,
The mirror may reveal a deception;
But if your heart is pure and true,
Then it will show the way to you.
The door to your soul can be seen;
Look into a mirror and you'll know what I mean.
You started living for a lie,8
Thinking things would get better as life passed you by.
So shatter the mirror to rid your reflection
Of each little imperfection.
Deep down, you know you're still the same;
You only have yourself to blame.
Deep in your eyes - the mask you wear
Can't hide the fact - the truth is there.
You found the truth with just one look;
A mirror was all it took.
poem by Mechelle Fox
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Unspoken truth
The truth hidden in me
Is the thing nobody can see.
I am acting as a treasure keeper,
Hiding it to be discovered.
Truth has its own fate
Reality is known by it.
After knowing the truth,
You will know what it worth.
Things seen by eye and heard by ear
Will not be believed and not to be care.
This is the only truth unspoken.
It’s thee truth of life,
Hide it to survive.
If anybodies knows
Please don’t let it to flow.
If shared than gone,
All will run towards the throne.
Beauty of life end there
When unspoken truth of life is know here.
poem by Amar Ghimire
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We Can All Change
Broken symbiotic ribbons
Your fallen existential role
New set with props like knives
Life is real
Love will heal or hurt you
Every mask burned in the fire
Judge not lest ye be judged
All scrutiny turned right back at you
Every stone thrown comes at you
She cries and blames everyone
All that make up in your mirror
Spiritual mascara hides a garbage dump
Gossip is murder
Charity is not easily offended
Some people are impossible to be around
Who wants to walk around on egg shells?
The good news is we can all change
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Drop The Mask
(tim tickner, christopher ward, diana ross)
Look in the mirror, who do you see
Where is the man that you used to be
When you turn off the world and turn down the lights
Do you ever wonder who you are tonight
I knew you then, I love you now
You can call me up when it gets you down
Behind the shades theres someone real
Behind your eyes I wonder how you feel
This is me talking to you
Theres just one thing Im asking you to do
You gotta drop the mask, be yourself
Drop the mask
Trust someone else
No one knows what youre going through
Whatever it is, Ill be there for you
If you drop the mask, be yourself
Drop the mask
Trust someone else
I was there when it all began
I still remember the boy within the man
I understand what it means to run and hide
Theres so much that were holding onto deep down inside
This is me talking to you
The only thing that I want you to do
You gotta drop the mask, be yourself
Drop the mask
Trust someone else
No one knows what youre going through
Whatever it is, Ill be there for you
When you drop the mask, be yourself
Drop the mask
Trust someone else
Drop the mask
Drop the mask
Let down your guard, open your heart
Unlose your chains, dont be afraid
Drop the mask
Be yourself
Be yourself
Trust someone else
You gotta drop the mask
Let down your guard, oh you gotta drop the mask
Trust someone else
You gotta drop the mask
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Look In Any Window
You'd better beware
He'll catch you when you're unaware
Look out, he's gonna stare
Catch him, he won't care
Look in any window
Hold yourself back
He's gonna look in any window
It's a visual attack
He's sly and he's sneaky
He's craving for sin
Open up your window
Go on and let him in-(yeah yeah yeah)
Look in any window
Hold yourself back
He's gonna look in any window
It's a visual attack, that's what it is
What a desire
His mind is on fire
He sweats and he pants
The love he can't have
Look in any window
Hold yourself back
He's gonna look in any window
It's a visual attack (that's what it is, yeah... hahahahaha)
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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Many Seek Status
To acknowledge that I 'am'
Who I 'am' and in the 'now'
Of my life!
Is for me a major achievement.
And one I live excuse free.
One based upon truth and honesty!
Many seek status.
Like an apparatus to mask.
Perhaps with hopes,
An acceptance is passed.
Or something that is approved...
As a test or a task.
If a status is proclaimed,
With wishes to keep one connected.
The time will not be long...
Until someone comes along,
To define that status wrong!
And pursued at the expense,
On one's identity...
That is compensated usually,
To eventually dispense.
To acknowledge that I 'am'
Who I 'am' and in the 'now'
Of my life!
Is for me a major achievement.
And one I live excuse free.
With a peace of mind,
I am glad to find...
Based upon truth and honesty!
And anyone who does not see it that way...
It is okay.
I am not going to debate it!
I am not in the pursuit of status!
To attract materialistic dreams.
With shine, sheen or gleam.
As a first time passenger on my journey...
I seek only God to please.
With deeds.
And a gratefulness to do so.
Many seek status!
And perhaps,
For them...
That is what God has assigned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Professional Jealousy
Professional jealousy, can bring down a nation
And personal invasion, can ruin a man
Not even his family, will understand whats happening
The price that hes paying, or even the pain
Professional jealousy, started a rumour
And then it extended, to be more abuse
What started out as just, black propaganda
Was one day seen to be, believed as truth
They say the truth is, stranger than fiction
But a lie is more, deadly than sin
It can make a man very, bitter and angry
When he thinks that theres someone, is going to win
Professional jealousy makes other people crazy
When they think youve got something that, they dont have
What they dont understand is its, just not easy
To cover it all, and, stand where you stand
Professional jealousy, makes no exception
It can happen to anyone, at any time
The only requirement is, knowing whats needed
And then delivering, whats needed on time
The only requirement is to, know what is needed
In doing the best you know how, deliver on time
The only requirement is, to know what is needed
Be best at delivering the, product on time.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Executive Privilege
Am I really the one you wish to touch and frisk?
As if to do it,
Will rejuvenate a youthfulness missed.
'Silence!
I am a professional.'
You may become addicted,
To then put your search at a serious risk.
And I will be the first you arrest,
For soliciting frisking!
And stalking 'you' just to do this.
'Silence!
I am a professional.'
Am I really the one you wish to touch and frisk?
As if to do it,
Will rejuvenate a youthfulness missed.
If I were you,
I'd be careful how you do it.
Since I am innocent of implications.
And that I can prove.
But a frisking done might satisfy...
My need to have more of your hands applied.
Since you are the first to thoroughly search.
'This is serious business.
Stop giggling.'
I can't.
Not with your hands where they are in my pants!
'I am seeking something you may have concealed.
I told you I was professional.
And 'that' is real.
Ooo...oh!
Isn't it apparent,
The only weapon I have has been revealed!
'You are a pervert! '
And you seem to enjoy my perversity!
With a fondling done that has ended on your knees.
'You have been cleared!
I can't find anything suspicious here! '
You are the liar!
You female cops like to set pants on fire!
As if to do this is an executive privilege.
'You are free to go.'
Where?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We all have a social mask, right? We put it on, we go out, put our best foot forward, our best image. But behind that social mask is a personal truth, what we really, really believe about who we are and what we're capable of.
quote by Phil McGraw
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It could be for C.P Sharma
We search for truth but would we know
if our quest met with success
Perhaps truth changes as we grow.
We can’t be sure so we must guess.
Maybe there is no absolute
unchanging truth that’s permanent.
So we adopt beliefs to suit
whatever seems convenient
That’s fits in with what we think we know.
Because we fail to recognise
What we’ve been taught my not be so.
Though in due course we realise.
The quest fir truth which we pursue
would seem to be man’s destiny.
Its something we were born to do.
To search for truth continually
Although it seems illogical
I offer you this theory
The truth is something personal.
My truth only applies to me.
Your truth is only true for you.
It’s just another theory
I have no way to prove it true.
although it could be possibly.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Divided We Stand
Morphed by fear, a mask to wear
But all must carry on
Desperate fights for the final light
The last straw to be drawn
Disbelieve or contribute
Revaluate your soul
A radical way to live
That undivides our rules
Open up your eyes and see the mirror of your life. Hunted every moment by the
phantoms in the night
Bow down ,time has been tolled
Rise now ,to remain
The chains of dawn will reveal
The truth and what to come
Systematized synchronized
Life is on the hold
Faith by night a shallow light
Our innocence will guide
And silent saved from decay
We rearrange our ways
Open up your eye and see the
mirror of your life
Hunted every moment by the
phantoms in the night
Bow down ,time has been tolled
Rise now ,to remain
song performed by by Zonata
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The Lovin' Crocodile
To make this news will cheer me up tonight,
But where do doves despair when caught alight?
There is no chance in this to reunite,
As far as eyes can tell to be polite.
I ponder more these ways that reconcile
Our brothers fighting more, and then even;
It's like the rage of love, that crocodile
That menacingly poses some lovin'.
I hear the sound of reptiles speaking bad,
I see them down the river lurking now,
My thoughts are with the danger so forbad,
It crawled on legs so uglier, but how?
I see them now and then, in waters cold,
To be polite, to be polite and bold.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Search
Love,
Man's search for meaning;
Peace,
Man's search for rest;
But she tied the scarlet cord at her window as a sign!
One man from each tribe to present his work,
And like the muse of love in the land of war! !
But peace is much needed for us all to be able to enjoy this earth.
From thirty to fifty years of age,
But this man is wearing a 25,000 Dollar-Watch while his people go hungry!
And like the ways of life found among the peoples of this earth.
The flax of your muse,
And between the double walls of your love;
But you let them down by a rope through your window!
And like a search in the Greenwich Farm.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Domestic Abuse
Take a look at the life some choose
Slapped until cheeks are bruised
Kicked till the teeth become loose
Hate and love may be sometimes confused
But the victims always have their own views
And so I watched the accuser
Run back forgivingly to the abuser
And I was certainly not amused
I observe with scorn in my passive silence
People born to massive domestic violence
And the list goes on until I snooze
Some lovers do it due to alcoholic booze
Domestic abuse flows with blows and shoes
Personal confidence is reduced
Regular beatings are introduced
Until there is no more aggressive juice
While the culprit is always on the loose
Victims of domestic abuse
It is time to break loose
From this low esteem glaring excuse
Or tomorrow you will sow the final bad news
poem by Sylvia Chidi (2009)
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Life Continues
death brings truth
unspoken word of the past
unspoken truths of identity
open mouths
pouring more lies
more deceit
more pain in depth of darkness
mothers how could you
let innocence pay the price
for a man heartless decides
daughter second class
discard her give her away
she belongs no where anyway
then the day comes
the truth be told
robbed of heritage
and a her father's hold
child at school
fascinated with history
persia persia her soul cried out
brave and bold she sprouts
in writing thoughts
her search complete
enfold in fathers loves attention
like joyous little girl
questioning absorbing growing
circle complete
never to be lost without papa's hold
poem by Persian Khushi
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Noble Knight
Of noble blood we walk like telephones
To talk to the world about life as we know it.
Raw meat is sheltered by the souls of metal,
How easier is the task of the bold and splendid?
Any knight of the table builds a signal to attack
The one referee who antagonises us when there is dispute.
My diary is voluminous, mighty of praise,
Majestic in appearance, as the words of solid facts
Are the personal feats, the personal secrets.
Of the aristocrats there are blown balloons,
Friends of the air, floating like a treasure of grand colour.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Mystery's Mirror Rhyme
Mirror's muse reflects
as mirror recollects
on mirror which reflects
upon mirror which reflects
upon mystery of light.
Mirror thus protects
mirror which projects
reflection which reflects
on mirror which expects
historical insight.
Mirror interjects
texts, textures and contexts
which chance elects, selects
then checks and double checks
for infinite delight.
Mirror's light directs
life's mysteries, neglects
naught it interconnects
as cause links to effects
exciting to invite.
Mirror then detects
mirror which deflects
mirror which rejects
history of night
when mirror role reflects
Mirror thus connects,
collects and self respects,
perpetually perfects
externals it bedecks
with inner meanings' might.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Scared Money
Come to my window
I'll leave it open
Sometimes a girl just needs fresh air
I have a garden
Do you like flowers
Just through the gates it is my world
Lets take a ride
You'll drive my car
We'll put the top down and name stars
I have this candy
My mother gave me
I'll share if you don't tell no one
I know you're afraid to come with me
But tonight I'm gonna present you with pleasure, with pleasure
See scared money don't make none
So role with me and I will be your treasure, your treasure
I know you're afraid to come with me
But tonight I'm gonna present you with pleasure, with pleasure
See scared money don't make none
So role with me and I will be your treasure, your treasure
It's rainng now
I'm soaking wet but I think I like it baby
It's hot in here
I'll make it clear that I really want you baby
I'm fighting porn and it's still morning
You make me leave my conscience baby
I'm not scared of truth or dare
But nothing is just nonsense baby
I know you're afraid to come with me
But tonight I'm gonna present you with pleasure, with pleasure
See scared money don't make none
So role with me and I will be your treasure, your treasure
song performed by by Kelis
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The Wife Is Always Right
I've been married now for 50 years,
Yes there's been laughter and the tears,
Our life isn't always what it appears,
But our future's looking bright.
What the secret I hear you ask,
As in happiness we seem to bask,
Don't make life a massive task,
It will keep your flame alight.
Love each other with a will,
Never treat marriage as a drill,
Staying in love is truly a skill,
Respect really does unite.
Keep arguments few and far between,
Don't always say what you mean,
Never make your partner green,
Or their ire you'll incite.
Always apologise when you're wrong,
That will keep you both on song,
For each other you must be strong,
To each other be polite.
Life is really hard enough,
Take the smooth with the rough,
Be there when the times get tough,
Of each other never lose sight.
Don't insult or cause affray,
Always give your spouse a say,
You'll live to fight another day,
Never deal in spite.
The greatest secret of them all,
Is to ensure that you don't brawl,
The golden rule I must install,
Is,
‘' The Wife Is Always Right ‘'