Hits you like a kick in the
If you are dyslexic and every word you read and write hits you like a kick in the balls, if your family invalidates you more than they understand or support you, well why be the scapegoat for the arrogant. If you sincerely tried to talk with them and they are too blindly willful, to see you and they think it is their God given right to abuse you, well thank Christ you are away from them. You do not have to be with them or any other such as they in this world as well as in all worlds to come.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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If you are dyslexic and every word you read and write hits you like a kick in the balls, if your family invalidates you more than they understand or support you, well why be the scapegoat for the arrogant. If you sincerely tried to talk with them and they are too blindly willful, to see you and they think it is their God given right to abuse you, well thankChrist you are away from them.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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just how right I am
I just can’t understand
how it is that
the world can’t understand
how right I am
and how wrong it is
OK, we’ll excuse the world, for the moment,
since it is far removed from my person
and my mind
so it can’t really be expected to understand my
unfailing rightness:
just how right I am and how just I am;
but the family, my family –
no, not the family of man
but the damned family of mine, my blood and bones and skin –
I can’t understand for the world of me
why my own family
that eats at the table with me
can’t understand
how right I am
and wrong they are…
just how right I am
and how just I am…
Look, I can understand about the world
but I just can’t understand
how the family….
I mean, this is where the family is important
for if the family can give me
just a little support –
just a teeny-weeny bit – I mean how much
does it take
for the family to see
how right I am
and how wrong the family is.
Is that really asking for too much?
You see, I’m sure you can see,
if only the family could agree
the world itself would see
how right I am…
But what is to be done?
prophets are never accepted
in their own home
and so in their own family too…
and so perhaps the truth lies in this cliché…
still, if one looks at it clearly,
I just can’t understand
how it is that
the world, which includes that silly family of mine,
can’t understand
how right I am
and how wrong it is
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Desperate Balls
You always tried to be so nice
But always got it wrong
Day by day you played your games with me
But theres no way youll win
But the time has come
Ill start another light
And now Im gonna stand
Stand on my own - Ive always been a man
Kick your desperate balls
Its my command the mighty fall
Kick your desperate balls
Received the blow forever tall
You got desperate balls
Double talk and desperate lies
You failed to see and recognize
So sorry for your puny minds
No salvation for your kind
You tried to take me on
For you Im way too strong
I showed you how to stand
Stand on my own - Ill always be a man
Kick your desperate balls
So watch your back or I might call
Kick your desperate balls
From left or right or from below
You got desperate balls
You call those balls?
Feel the weight of mine!
You tried to take me on
For you Im way too strong
I showed you how to stand
Stand on my own - Ill always be a man
Kick your desperate balls
Its my command the mighty fall
Kick your desperate balls
Received the blow forever tall
Kick your desperate balls
So watch your back or I might call
Kick your desperate balls
From left or right or from below
You got desperate balls
Feel the weight of mine!
song performed by by U. D. O.
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I Wanna Talk To You
M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m
Lord, lordy, lordy
Standing here on my own side
Waitin fo the floor
Your worlds movin fast
But still ends up a bore
Come on give me a little room na
Do you have to take it all
Yeah thats the way it is I guess
Then youre born with nothin at all
Uh- uh- uh- uh- uh- uh- uh
I wanna talk to you
I wanna talk to you
Hey boy dont feel my worlds untrue
Yeah, I wanna talk to you
My world can be true
I wanna talk to you
Pick up my life at the table
Read about the way I could be
But I know I just aint able
So I read about the real me
Who can I blame
For the way I am
I aint never had one soul to help me
So I dont give a.......
Uh- uh- uh- uh- uh- uh- uh
Watch that boy, watch that
I heard you thinkin
I wanna talk to you
I wanna talk to you
Dont feel my worlds untrue
Yeah, boy I wanna talk to you
My world can be true
But you gotta find out what to do
I wanna talk to you sonny beau
Gotta woman that lov me
Feed me beans evry night
Twelve babies look up at me
Wid big grey hungry eyes
Oh but I just cant complain
You see ya, said I aint allowed
Oh but pretty soon will come a change
When I gain the biggest mouth
Uh- uh- uh- uh- uh- uh- uh
I wanna talk to you
I wanna talk to you
Dont feel my worlds untrue
Yeah boy , I wanna talk to you
My world can be true
Im a show you what to do
I wanna talk to you
Hey dont wanna talk to you
What you mean by that boy
I dont wanna talk to you
I recognize you as being a human being
Ive been listening to you for 250 thousand years
I called you steve when you were amongst my friends
Dont wanna talk to you
I wanna talk to you
Too late
Naw boy
Too late I cant wait
Naw
Dont wanna talk to you
You can have dinner with me next week
And after that you can moe my lawn
Hey dont wanna talk to you naw
Understand me
You cant tell me nothin white man
Try to understand yourself
Oh I dont wanna say a word to you
Do ya understand me
Naw I dont hear ya - I wanna talk
Too late
Naw it aint
Cant wait
Yes, ya can
Dont wanna talk to you
Ah stevie boy
Hey I dont need you for nothin
Come on stevie lets talk na
Dont wanna talk to you
You know Im ya friend
Im gonna take my share
N-n- naw stevie you cant do that
I-i-i give it toya
Dont wanna talk to you
Un-un-understand me na
Yeah its too late
You-yous my brother
Cant wait
You my brother na
Dont care about your sake
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah stevie
I dont wanna talk to you
I guess I cant say n-n-nothin to you
Lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lord
Naw, naw, naw, naw, naw
Naw, naw, naw, naw, naw
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Parental advisory (explicit content)
They are here
spray paint and marker pens
They are here to show
our defacement and vandalism
They are here to show us and kick
our ass our laws our bourgeois respectability
They are here to show us and kick against this idea
of unsustainable stability
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear
about death about governments about dominant thought
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear, they use the power
of freedom, expression, creativity, mercy and generosity
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear, they use the power to write down
their fragility their energy their sufferance their misplacement
They are here to show us and kick against this idea because they've got no fear to be opponent
when we are absent, when we decide for them, when we change the rules without their engagement
They are here to show us and kick against this idea
of the ruling class and the perfect family and the perfect life
They are here to show us and refuse
parents who scream and abuse, the bully mates, the violence, the prejudice
They are here to show
respect to the world, to the earth, to human beings
They are here
asking for protection, begging us to stop these fights
don't you see them?
poem by Ilaria Boffa
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The Word Became Flesh
Man on Earth will one day perish, but not so for The Word we cherish.
The Word of God that many treasure will indeed friend, go on forever.
In the beginning was The Word, this is a verse that many have heard,
And God was with The Word, this is what the Apostle John conferred.
And The Word indeed was God; and clearly said with a definitive nod.
The Word is Christ my friend, who had no beginning and has no end.
Christ is The Living Eternal Word, as many prophets have concurred.
The Word became flesh indeed, coming to earth as the promised seed.
Through Him all things were made as the heavens and earth were laid.
And in Him was life, my friend, and that life was the light of men.
Christ is the true Light of the world, this is the message to herald.
He came to give light to all men, but this they would not understand.
And though He created all things, the world did not recognize Him.
And John was sent to testify, that Christ was The Lord from on High.
Christ’s own people wouldn’t believe and Christ they did not receive.
He came to the darkness of men, but Light they could not comprehend.
Christ came as The Light of all men, but men liked darkness instead,
Not wanting The Light to reveal, that their many deeds were so evil.
But these men are much like the grass and their glory will not last,
But let The Light be your endeavor and like Him you will live forever.
(Copyright ©10/2004)
Rock of Security
The only security in this world, is the Rock of Jesus Christ,
The only Truth, men must herald, in an age filled with strife,
As present trouble is unfurled, in darkness, at times so rife,
Christ is the hope of our world, a Light needed in every life.
Whatever the world's instability, God's the only explanation,
It is God that people must see, in Christ and His Revelation,
Only God in this land of the free, deserves man's exaltation,
All those in a fallen society, desperately need His Salvation!
Today as many think of survival, in a land that trusts in God,
We must talk of spiritual revival, all across this land we trod,
As men face this present trial, we will fall with a political nod.
If we continue the present denial, we'll only see Christ's Rod!
Righteousness is what we need, this, through the Lord Jesus,
For if His Truth we do not heed, judgment will fall on all of us,
We can't follow the political lead, as they deny righteousness,
Righteousness all must concede, isn't a part of political bliss!
Leaders all across this land, are in urgent need of God's Truth,
This so they'll understand, as a nation we face God's reproof,
In His Word, God makes a stand; read His Word to see proof,
To receive blessing, by His hand, we must return to His Truth!
Abuse
Almost everyone has suffered abuse
in one form or another,
from bullying at school
to the worst kind from within their family.
It makes you retreat from being
the outgoing person you should be
to hide away in shadows
hoping no one else can see.
It makes you feel inferior and guilty
that you may have done something wrong
when in fact you haven’t,
it was never your fault.
You become afraid to talk about it,
ashamed,
feeling no one would understand
and sneaking away
to live in a world of your own.
The cruelty of abuse
is that it never goes away,
but lives within you
until your dying day.
19 September 2009
Author’s Note:
I know the last few lines are true. I suffered the abuse of bullying when I was young at school and the abuse from my parents of being inferior to my sister. Neither has ever left me and still lives within. The hurt it has caused still surfaces in quiet moments.
poem by David Harris
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Stories About Home
I lived once in the North
And for a while, way in the South
I have some stories... that'll
Tear a man's heart out
These are the one's
I numbered ten... eleven...and twelve...
They moved so fast...
I ended living... in living Hell
But those that I numbered one thru nine...
They let the world see...why... my eyes..
My heart...
Will never again shine
I know It's hard sometimes to live
Where you can't see the sun...
Because of all that... endless rain...
I look to see.. how too... help others
Because I have lived...every kind of pain
So I write the stories...
Some are good
But often... some are very bad
They often leave hearts torn....
Spilling eyes... so sad...
And sometimes... I'll talk about the incredibly bad
But can you see the purpose...of writing
These stories... these poems...
Through the tears.... the weeping... and crying...
It's just my heart....
Trying to find a way...to move back home...
So to anyone whom read these stories. They're what I write.
They're the words of what I feel. They're the stories about wounds,
about that life, my family, about souls that never seem to heal.
They're the words of truth, they help with what I feel. For these stories
are the cause of tears...that just wont end...they're the stories that are
impossibe to bear.
They are the stoires of my family, abuse, of damage
and how love was not spared....
So many stories that'll never disappear
A soul covered with scars
Of sadness that fills a heart
That burns each time those hate words...
And abuse that breaks it apart
Clyde Grant Bryson
poem by Clyde Bryson
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A Friend Forever
Christ will forsake me never; He is indeed my friend forever,
He had offered His life, for me, so that I could live eternally,
And He had approached me first, even as I was at my worst,
God came into my life that day; and Christ moved in to stay.
It began the day I read His Word, about things I never heard,
The more of His Word I read, the more I believed all He said,
About God’s Son and Who He is, and how by Faith I am His,
A child of God’s Own Family; to be with Him through eternity.
He is a Friend, unlike any other, Lord and God, yet a Brother,
The One, who for me, had died, walks daily, right by my side,
As God said He’d never leave, from the moment I did believe,
And He’s with me every day, helping me on life’s Narrow Way.
Christ put me on this path, when for me, He took God’s Wrath,
When with God, I was at enmity; He put God at peace with me;
Removing all my fear and dread, He fills me with hope instead,
While on a path towards Eternity, which began back at Calvary.
On this earth, I never walk alone, since I am one of God’s Own,
While upon that path to Paradise, with my Savior, Jesus Christ,
And as I leave this world of sin, my life with God will just begin,
In Heaven forever I will spend, with my Savior, Lord and Friend.
(Copyright ©06/2010)
Enlightenment
Christ came not only to enlighten, but to lift high God’s Word of Truth,
And many who He would frighten, responded back with sharp reproof.
But their sharp words could not ever, hinder The Lord’s Eternal Truth,
As The Word of God will last forever, with Christ’s reign as living proof.
Today men may scoff and mock Him, because of Truth they’ve heard,
And this because their heart of sin, which is convicted by God’s Word.
Speaking on what they do not know, and this with anger in their heart,
About The Lord who loves them so, and of whom they’ll have no part,
Many men just don’t understand, The Word of Truth when they hear it,
For all throughout this darkened land, they are men without The Spirit.
For their minds have been blinded by, the leader of all those perishing,
Filling unbelieving hearts with the lie, to despise who we’re cherishing.
It’s God’s Truth that these men refuse, as they continue on in their life,
Continuing with words of abuse, which they cast at followers in Christ.
But, we must continue on as His Light, within this ever darkening land,
Speaking always what is only right, even when men don’t understand.
True enlightenment will lead to life, a New Life with The Lord eternally,
And it’s found alone in Jesus Christ, The One who died for you and me.
Any enlightenment apart from God, will never lead one to Eternal Truth.
But only to Jesus Christ’s Iron Rod, and a much stronger divine reproof.
(Copyright ©07/2006)
Like The Weeds Of The Garden
Like the weeds of the garden that stifle every flower
That is what they are those who abuse their power
In their dealings with others they need to be in control
That's what happens when darkness blocks light from the soul,
Much does seem to need more or so it is said
Suppose this is what happens when power goes to one's head,
Of crimes against humanity we often hear of and read
'Tis from abuse of power that to such crimes does lead
Many abuse their power through the medium of fear
Of such people we often do read of and hear
Those who use their power in a positive way are worth talking about
But those who trash talk and demean people the Human World can do without
Since they do not believe on a fair go for all
Such people in their ways are so very small.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Kick, Kick, Kick.
When hurt kick,
When lonely kick,
When embaressed kick,
When happy kick,
When sad kick,
When nervous kick,
When laughing kick,
When crying kick,
When sick kick,
When playing kick,
When dead kick...
If you can!
I mean, what are those feet for?
Kick, kick, kick...
If you still can!
poem by Azeem AbdulRahim
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God loves the world. That's plain to see as we read His Word. Today, God loves the world through us, His Children of Grace. Christ is 'in' us and we are 'in' Christ. Christ is loving people and reaching out to them through us. He is making His appeal through us. He is reconciling people to Himself through us
quote by Mark McGee
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She Is Sleepless, She Is Probing
They read your lines
They perhaps like you
They try to read you
In between
she is sleepless
And she pities you
she is probing
And she writes for you too
And you feel so honored
Comes our arrogance
You say you write
Only for yourself
For art’s sake
You say you cannot
Write for no other
You say you cannot
Stop writing
Your essence is just that
To write for no other
To write or you die
Be kind
Let them read you through the night
Let them follow you
Warn them though
They may have followed
A blind man eking his way through
His darkness
Without even a cane to feel his way.
The Virgin Mary
And Veronica
The crying mother
And the cloth to wipe a bloody face
Don’t stretch further
There is no Christ in me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Looking For Direction
What does God have to say, have you looked in His Word today?
Where He speaks to men like us, when in Him we place our trust.
However, God will speak to anyone, if you’d like to know His Son,
To know Christ in a personal way, so God can speak to you today.
If you are looking for direction, God’s Word is your best selection,
God’s guide for your daily life, in a world filled with pain and strife.
His Word is more than just advice, as it points all men to New Life.
God left us with His Holy Word, to read anew Truth’s we’ve heard.
God does not leave us all alone, and calls on men to be His own,
He sent The Spirit upon the earth, to give to them a spiritual birth.
The Spirit helps common man, to read The Word and understand,
That The God of all eternity, came to earth to die, for you and me.
God’s Holy Spirit opens eyes, as God changes hearts and minds,
Then He leads men to the place, where they read of God’s Grace.
God’s Word helps us comprehend, what God has done for all men,
That His Son came to earth to die, to provide New Life to you and I.
To some it may be just a book, however it deserves a second look,
The Bible is God’s revelation; God’s Truth revealed to every nation.
Without it many nations perish, without The Word which we cherish.
It is a message from our Creator, to lead us to our Lord and Savior.
(Copyright ©10/2006)
Family vs. Friends
Friends come in your life as ocean waves come and go.
You friends may be there one day and be gone the next.
Family is like blood, you need it to survive and it will always be there.
Family is there the day you are born and will be until the day you die.
Friends may be there for the short term, it is your family that will
remain by your side.
Always put your family first, friends should go second.
Family will be there to support you and catch you when you fall.
Friends may be good to talk to when you are feeling down,
but they might not be there when you need someone the most.
Family will be there to laugh and they will be there to cry.
Family will be there through the good and bad.
Family is always there.
poem by Nina Grobe
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My Darling Inday
hey darling
try to check
if you are not dyslexic
why can't you
understand
my short
obvious lines
why can't you read
between my lines
why can't you see
the tongue
in my eyes
saying
it is just you
you! you!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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If Only More
If only more people could see, Jesus Christ, and be set free,
Of all that bondage they’re in; the dark chains caused by sin;
Or freed from bonds of religion, for that way causes derision,
As freedom is in Christ alone, declared to all from His Throne.
If only more will see His Truth, and by faith, avoid His reproof,
God’s Judgment on this world, that wrath His prophets herald,
Wrath only avoided through Christ, who, for men gave His life,
When He was God’s Sacrifice, to pay in full, sin’s eternal price.
If only more could understand, all The Truth on which we stand,
Truth not built on man’s theology, but, on the Blood of Calvary,
Blood that flowed from the Rock, not of earth but eternal stock,
The Rock not cut by human hands, on which one falls or stands.
If only more could see the need, to share Truths, which we read,
In God’s Holy, Eternal Word, Truth, many may have never heard,
And it’s the believer’s obligation, to point all to God’s Salvation,
Being sent by Christ to proclaim, Salvation in our Savior’s Name.
Then more would truly be free, not just now, but through Eternity,
When through Truth they believe, and eternal life they will receive,
Then, they’d understand by faith, God’s Salvation is all of Grace,
Then they could join in with us, to point the world to Christ Jesus.
(Copyright ©08/2010 Bob)
Baby Talk
This is a song about Spike
He is a bad ass guy
Who just happens to be
A really good friend of mine
Everyone I know...yeah
Who knows Spike too
Would agree when
I say the words
That Spike is cool
The problem with
my friend Spike
He has fallen into
a true love with a nice girl
Who has gotta lot of tattoos
He always talks crazy
Whenever she calls
He always talks like a baby
It's obvious now...
She has got him by the balls
She has got him by the balls...
She has got him by the balls
My weird little brother...James
And his ex-girlfriend
They would talk in those
ridiculous voices
We would all be hanging out
getting drunk in
the neighborhood
And they both would make
those ridiculous noises
He would always talk crazy
Whenever she calls
He always talks like a baby
It is obvious now
They have got him by the balls
I hate you
when you talk like that
I wish you could act like a
grown man
(they have got you by the balls)
I hate you
when you talk like that
I wish you could act like a
grown man
(they have got you by the balls)
I hate you
when you talk like that
I wish you could act like a
grown up man
(they have got you by the balls)
You will never see me...
walking that walk
You will never catch me...
talking that babytalk
(you know it's true...
they've got you by the balls)
Which brings me back to Spike
A good guy to have in a fight
Unless he was
With his girlfriend
Obnoxious on Saturday night
You know he couldn't care less
What anyone thinks
He does not give a damn
No, because he has no shame
He looks so happy
Just like everything is fine
He is oblivious to the fact
That he has no spine
He always talks crazy
(you have no shame)
Whenever she calls
(you have no shame)
He talks like a baby
(you have no shame)
It is obvious...
they have got him by the balls
I hate you
when you talk like that
I wish you could act like a
grown man
(they have got him by the balls)
I hate you
when you talk like that
I wish you could act like a
grown man
(they have got him by the balls)
You will never see me...
walking that walk
You will never catch me
....talking that babytalk
(you know it's true...
they've got you by the balls)
I am not going to let it
get to me
They've got you by the balls
song performed by by Everclear
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