Aggression
The compilation of aggression is a far-fetched book,
It has bonds of degree, the findings are there inside.
Inside the body and its soap of heaven remains are clear
Over the waters of our own bodies, the corpse is clearly us.
To charm us please accuse and refuse once they appear,
Organs offered by us, we are donors, clearly repair the man;
Once the compilation is a commotion of sorts,
The pedigree of a man is hidden, concealed by him.
To refuse and interfere may bring bad luck,
As this furiously changes as if history has enlarged.
poem by Naveed Akram
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I Refuse
Everythings heaven sent
Thats what you said and went
Inside your fairy glass
Somethin you think will last
And when they crop you like a clown
You got your smile on upside down
B-baby I refuse
(I do refuse)
Uh, you can pick or choose
(I do refuse)
Find omebody else to use
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
And everythings on a whim
Thats what you said to him
Lyin in wunderlust
Are feelings you never trust
And when they pamper you with ice
I cant believe you dont think twice
Uh baby I refuse
(I do refuse)
Uh, you can pick or choose
(I do refuse)
Find somebody else to use
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
And everyone makes the play
With nothing left much to say
Theyre all in an endless line
Waiting for equal time
They keep screaming its the truth
And you keep kneelin in the booth
Oh baby I refuse
(I do refuse)
Uh, you can pick or choose
(I do refuse)
Find somebody else to use
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
Oh, I do refuse
(I do refuse)
Oh, you got nothin to lose
(I do refuse)
Find somebody else to use
(find somebody else to use)
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
I refuse
(I do refuse)
Ah, oo-oo
(I do refuse)
(find somebody else to use)
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
I refuse
(I do refuse)
Oo, oh got nothin to lose
(I do refuse)
(find somebody else to use)
(I do refuse)
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song performed by by Cars
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It was only supposed to be on WCW compilation; on that wrestling compilation. And for that I thought it was good. And then we threw it on our record as well.
quote by Kerry King
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A walking corpse
I walk around like a zombie.
A reflection of a corpse.
Like Im in a body thats not mine.
A body depression has invaded.
Im a reflection of a corpse.
So numb and dead inside.
Not being able to feel.
Trapped in a body.
That once used to be mine.
Now its like its someone elses.
Im a walking corpse.
So very dead inside.
As numb as numb
Number than Ice.
Depression has over road.
And overtaken me.
Its made me like a walking corpse.
I may aswell be dead.
Thats how I feel inside.
A excellent resembalence
Of a walking corpse.
Mabey I can fight it
But that I very much doubt.
I have had to fight to many demons.
One more I cant fight this yet.
Im a walking corpse.
Dead inside.
A marvolos resembalence.
Of a walking corpse
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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At this very moment I'm behind on a compilation that Slave Labor is doing for Free Comic Book Day.
quote by Jhonen Vasquez
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Seeking Heat!
there is a heat
inside the fire,
friction inside the match.
there are clouds
inside each raindrop,
winter snows inside each bud.
there is a joy
hidden deep in sorrow,
there is touch
inside of the lonely.
there is a need
inside each prayer,
there is a hunger
inside those who take.
there is forgiveness
inside of anger.
there is a freedom
inside each cell.
there is a sameness
inside of difference.
there is a mother
inside each man.
there is a man
inside each body,
a hint of god
inside each soul.
there is a heart
inside of each man...
a heart seeking heat!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The corpse [Cadavrul]
The corpse is lying on the bed,
Immersed in gloom it does appear,
Because bewitched by other sphere
The soul divine abruptly fled.
And the quick mind inside the head
Has fully stopped to interfere,
The corpse is lying on the bed,
Immersed in gloom it does appear.
Repulsive, heavy as the lead,
And its appearance fair and clear,
Which used to spread a perfume dear,
Today is nothing but a shred...
The corpse is lying on the bed.
poem by Cincinat Pavelescu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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For years, I've pushed the idea of a column compilation book mainly because it would be easy - I could just staple 'em all together. But publishers have been resistent, feeling the material dates.
quote by Michael Musto
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Refuse (Song)
burning in the blazing heat
i would tell the guitar
its time to refuse
all the souls are need in a break
going back to home
refusing the symphony
you give
time to refuse(3)
refuse refuse
life not meant to refuse
but refuse death
you refuse life
the stakes are high
id tell the guitar
its time
time to refuse
burning in the blazing heat
i would tell the guitar
its time to refuse
climb the highest tower
you were born a star
the world will know you
born that way
born to be special
yeah yeah yeah
your gonna make it
i know
i know your gonna make it
escape refuse from the paradise
refuse
You dont have to roll the dice
yeah yeah
your gonna make it
refuse! ! !
poem by Raabia Tabassum
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I Will Not Lie For You
I will not lie
I will not lie
I will not lie
I will not lie for you
Everytime I see you fooling around on him
I cant help but remember
That he calls me his friend
Its only right for me to tell you
When its the wrong thing to do
Its only right that you should know
If he comes to me
I will not lie for you
No, I wont lie for you
Its hard enough to see him stumbling blind
I refuse to see him lose you and me at the same time
Its only right for me to tell you
When its the wrong thing to do
Its only right that you should know
If he comes to me
I will not lie for you
No, wont lie for you
To come here as your friend and have you come on like my lover
Like to bring things to an end
Between myself and my brother
If it was any other man I would not interfere
But if you come on to me again
I dont see how to stand clear
Its only right for me to tell you
When its the wrong thing to do
Its only right that you should know
If he asks me
I will not lie for you
Mama, I wont lie for you
If it was any other man I would not interfere
When you come on to me again
I dont see how to stand clear
Its only right for me to tell you
When its the wrong thing to do
Its only right that you should know
If he asks me
I will not lie
I will not lie
I will not lie
I will not lie for you
No, I wont lie for you
Little girl, I wont lie for you
No, I wont lie to him for you
I will not lie for you
song performed by by James Taylor
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Refuse!
i refuse
to accept the lie
anymore!
i know, beyond a doubt,
that all people are equal,
regardless of color, gender,
religion, financial status, or
political beliefs!
i refuse to believe
that i am all right,
when someone else
is hungry, homeless, or hurting.
i refuse to believe
that i am not responsible,
for i am most responsible
when i turn away!
i refuse to believe
that one person's success
can come at the expense of another!
i refuse to settle!
i choose life, and life means living...
involved!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Regret?
Baby take a good look at me and what do you see
I know you think you got it all figured out
But baby you don’t know the half of
What I am really about
Take a look around baby, don’t you see
Id suffer alone before I give in to
This weakening
I have come to far to turn away now
And I am sorry baby
But you wont bring me down
You wont bring me down
I am in His arms
He is holding me
Keeping me from harm
It gets tempting, and lonely;
But I cant give up-
Give up what I should be
When I know deep inside
He never gives up on me
Baby take a long walk and maybe clear your mind
If you dig deep enough im sure you
Have Him inside
Baby don’t criticize me, cause I aint that weak
And I refuse to be another devils defeat
Baby don’t make me, please don’t make me
Feel guilty for something you don’t get
I cant bend enough to make you
Be my regret
poem by Christy Harris
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Highly Valued Objects
The highness of an object resides in its lustre,
Demanding traits are discarded, like silk.
Interiors of the organs of a body are of the corpse,
Relishing nothing for nobody, and nobody else.
Then the disease of the heart enters the calm,
Fostering new teachings for everybody, and unique too.
Let the praise of heaven be our neighbour,
Insert the eye of sheep in the dishes.
A dish is a dish, a body is a corpse
But a cadaver in secret, an excellency.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Strange Mental Wavelengths
Page 286 of my book, highlighting in orange
and pink, writing down references to check
against research notes made long ago, now
tired of sitting still for so long - just reading -
Fixing the kitchen the only opportunity for
physical activity, could clean the floors but
this holds no interest, reading the history of
anthropology, palaeontology and geology
Especially astrology, moving from Hamlet's
Mill to Maurice Cotterel, I'm stuck on strange
mental wavelengths, disappointed that pre-
conceptions make people refuse to accept
New discoveries - history of man's scientific
development a story of selfish aggrandizement
and betrayal - yet the sweet allure of ideals
and dreams remains untouched within me
I keep my inner world safe from decadence
and cynicism by revisiting high visions, in-
doctrinating myself to follow the principles
in which we can only believe as long as
We keep repeating them to counter the
evidence of those who refuse to bring
about changes in the reality inherited
from previous creators
'From Atlantis to the Sphinx' by Colin
Wilson, Virgin Books 2000
pp 108 - 286
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Someday, I'll Fly
I refuse to bow down, I refuse to surrender
No matter how hard you push,
I refuse to stay under.
I'll bear the pain and heal my bruise
No matter how hard you try,
I'll take no more abuse.
I won't ever loose, failure I won't face
No matter how hard you play,
I will win with glory and grace.
You leave me nothing but despair to choose
But I refuse to cry and I refuse to die,
I'll break these shackles of your prison,
And someday, I'll fly.
poem by Mayur Marwa
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Just to Get Upset
I wish you knew what I felt inside for you...
But you do!
And you screwed that up.
Yes you.
To blow us up!
And then you hand me a bucket,
Of corrupted love.
What am I suppose to do with this?
Argue about it to feed your evil need.
And we do.
Yes we do.
Yes we,
Do!
Do...
Too much.
Just to get upset,
Too much.
And refuse to listen,
Too much.
And want to understand,
Too much.
Without comprehending,
Too much.
YES...
We do,
Do!
Do...
Too much.
Just to get upset,
Too much.
And refuse to listen,
Too much.
And want to understand,
Too much.
Without comprehending,
Too much.
YES...
We do,
Do!
I wish you knew what I felt inside for you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Saint Gabriel's Wings
In saint gabriel's wings I will fly all thre way throught the sky
But first I will past through living waters here on earth
And soon I will enter the gate of heaven
But once I am inside the gates of heaven I will be inside God's abode Forever because I will be dead
My spirit will be in heaven
But my body will remain on the planet earth
And please don't go looking for me because I will not be on the planet Earth anymore
I will cry and water the earth with my cries every time that I will cry in Heaven
poem by Aldo Kraas
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The Purpose Of Metaphors
you like to be candid
and yet no matter what honest words
in the most simple terms
they still
refuse to understand what you really
want to mean
to say
you shall meet metaphors
those that go inside them
their tone and color and shape and scent
what you have
obviously
you begin to hide what they refuse to believe
dress them
and give them a new face a new set of arms and feet
and these all get near them
and shake hands with them
and then
they relate and begin to understand
you
how can they ever think of something else
beyond what you do not understand
you keep the emotion inside you
you give them a fragile butterfly from your mouth
and awed
they start to believe what pains you
in your hiding things
something new opens
a door, a window, a heart, a mouth
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Quit With Nothing Said
When nothing makes sense anymore,
Make this an opportunity...
To free yourself from attempts,
Of being intelligent about it.
Refuse the temptation and resist this.
And try not to convince anyone,
You understand what they are going through.
Don't open up another door,
That invites you to sit with someone else's confusion.
Refuse the temptation and resist this.
Quit with nothing said.
To save that peace inside your head!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Symptoms Of A Loser
blurring visions
that see tired tigers
retreating inside a cave
away from humanity,
cracking bones
shouting for repair,
falling hair
lots of locks on the
pillow that early morning
when there is no feeling
of waking up,
a mouth that is shut
munching words
and swallowing pride,
a heart that no longer
weeps,
hands that reside
inside the pocket,
feet that refuse to
take another mile
of tolerance,
poems growing
like molds on
left-over bread
a cockroach proclaiming
victory over
unwashed coffee mugs.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Cry For The Lost
Something I forgot that I used to know
Keeps on coming back around.
Somewhere in the dark right before the dawn
Like a light from down the hall.
Suddenly some old familiar music
Songs I know Ive never heard before.
I gotta play along I cant refuse it
I hear the call.
Weve all been so proud of our blindness
No kindness to share
I used to cry for the lost
Until I had to turn away.
Then I looked inside, past the fool,
And found some deeper words to say
To bring us together.
We can make it better
We can make it right.
We hide behind the veil of our own success,
While were following the rules.
Our eyes refuse to see past our little hands
To the never changing truth.
Freedom needs to speak a little louder,
Justice needs to try her other arm.
Some of us could push a little harder
To sound the alarm.
And I see children marching
And I hear the drums again
I used to cry for the lost
Until I had to turn away.
Then I looked inside, past the fool,
And found some deeper words to say.
If we hope and pray,
It will come, give it half a chance.
Everyone, understand
In our hearts and our mind,
You know theres nothing left to hide,
Were already there.
I used to cry.
Cry for the lost I was walking away.
I used to try to find a reason.
Then I looked inside,
I used to mind everytime I was walking away,
I gotta find what Im feeling
To bring us together.
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Chicago
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