Clever People
Leave it to the clever people
From heaven and not hell;
The fair are there, like a forced crowd and audience,
The heavenly ones that are benign,
And the seas are thanked but by far
By the hellish people by far,
They are further in their evil now -
The mistresses are there, much drunk on wine of blood,
In the cogs of all time there is blood
From the celebrations of the good.
Leave it to the clever people.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Leave Those Cranky People Alone
It is best to leave those cranky alone.
It pays to leave those cranky people alone.
Leave those cranky people,
Seeking nothing but an evil.
You,
Just...
Leave those cranky people alone!
When you answer your telephone,
To stop a constant ringing.
Just leave those cranky people alone.
And all you hear is whining,
With a blues heard singing.
Just,
Leave those cranky people alone.
It pays to leave those cranky people alone.
It is best to leave those cranky...
Alone.
Don't condone it.
Leave those people alone.
Don't you try to own it!
Leave those people alone.
Don't,
Condone it.
Leave those people alone.
Don't you try to even own it!
Leave those people alone.
When nothing but complaints,
Drop out of their mouths.
Just,
Leave those cranky people alone.
It is best to leave those cranky alone.
It pays to leave those cranky...
Alone.
Keep your mind freed from heating.
Leave those people alone.
Don't you dare accept their beating.
Leave those people alone.
When you feel a headache brewing,
And you don't know what to do.
Hey..
Leave those cranky people alone!
In the morning when the Sun comes,
Shining on you bright!
Don't you turn away to get it out of your sight,
No!
Leave those cranky people alone.
Yes!
You've got to leave those cranky people alone.
Yes! Yes!
Leave those cranky people alone.
Yes!
You've got to leave those cranky people alone.
Yes! Yes!
Leave those cranky people alone!
In the morning when the Sun comes,
Shining on you bright!
Don't you turn away to get it out of your sight,
No!
Leave those cranky people alone.
Yes!
You've got to leave those cranky people alone.
Yes! Yes!
Leave those cranky people alone.
Yes!
You've got to leave those cranky people alone.
Yes! Yes!
Leave those cranky people alone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Look What The Good People Done
They were drinkin his wine
They were usin his name
They were takin the time to take
His name in vain
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
They were havin their fun
Look what the good people done
Well, the good people say things that they
Dont really mean
They look so convincing cause theyre
So squeaky clean
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
Its a million to one
Look what the good people done
They (? put him on walkin down ? ), they said,
Lets go on with the show
And they pad him on whiskey and say, boy,
Youve got to go
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
Hes (? on the highway ? ) to none
Look what the good people done
All the newspaper men
They were lookin for names
Pulled him out of a hat
They needed someone to blame
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
He thought he was the one
Look what the good people done
Well, the good people say,
Keep your nose to the ground
Then theyll build you right up
Just to knock you right down
Look what the good people done to you
Look what the good people done to you
They were gettin their kicks
Look what the good people nixed
[spoken - here we go]
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
They were havin no fun
Look what the good people done
song performed by by Van Morrison
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A Tribute to Mr J. Graham Henderson, The World's Fair Judge
Thrice welcome home to Hawick, Mr J. Graham Henderson,
For by your Scotch tweeds a great honour you have won;
By exhibiting your beautiful tweeds at the World's Fair
You have been elected judge of Australian and American wools while there.
You had to pass a strict examination on the wool trade,
But you have been victorious, and not the least afraid,
And has been made judge of wools by Sir Henry Truman Good,
And was thanked by Sir Henry where he stood.
You have been asked by Sir Henry to lecture on wools there,
And you have consented to do so, which made your audience stare
When you let them see the difference betwixt good wool and bad;
You'll be sure to gain fresh honours, they will feel so glad.
To think they have found a clever man indeed,
That knows good wool and how to manufacture Scotch tweed,
I wish you success for many a long day,
Because your Scotch tweeds are the best, I venture to say.
May you always be prosperous wherever you go,
Always gaining fresh friends, but never a foe,
Because you are good and a very clever man,
And to gainsay it there's few people can.
poem by William Topaz McGonagall
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Welcome to hell
People yell, people scream, people cry
Welcome to hell
People kill, people steal, people lie
Welcome to hell
People leave, people hurt, people die
Welcome to hell
And welcome to life
poem by Shayna Johnston
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Moses Dedicated The Law Of Moses
Moses read to the people the law.
The people promised to obey the law.
Moses sprinkled blood on the people
blood on the book sealed the people
sealed in contact with dedicating blood
thus was born a new Mosaic Covenant
the first covenant was dedicated blood
Moses spoke every precept
to all the people according to the law
Moses took blood of calves
goats, with water, scarlet wool, hyssop
sprinkled both the book and all the people
saying 'This is the blood of the covenant
which God has commanded you.' Hebrews 9: 18-22.
Moses sprinkled with blood
both the tabernacle and all vessels
of ministry according to law
almost all things
holy are purified
in sacrificial blood
shedding of blood
there is remission
atonement in blood
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Evil I See In Others
The evil I see in others in my own self I see
And the so called evil people are no less evil than me
'Tis not my place to judge others leave the Law take it's course
Than us mere living mortals there is some far greater force.
Look at the power of Nature no greater force than she
She claims all living creatures yet of guilt she is free
None ever say she's evil what's evil anyway?
The words of good and evil just words that people say
About those they see as good or evil others we like to pigeon hole
Have I right to condemn others when there's darkness in my soul
I'm only good and evil come tell me what are you
Since you tell me that you have a God but to your own self are you true?
For a callous act of one individual we condemn an entire race
And people are judged by their postal address and the colour of their face
We talk of love and harmony whilst war we do embrace
By making yourself a better person you'll make the World to live in a better place.
The evil I see in others in my own self I see
But you there Mr Perfect of all sin are you free?
You say that one is evil leave that person alone
You are not one that's free of taint so you should not cast the stone.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Rainbow Of Life
What happens after a rain?
When the sun comes out
A rainbow is formed
What's at the end of it?
That's the age old question is it not?
But really what's at the end?
You might say gold or you might not
What's at the end of it?
Is there two worlds
Is there gold
What is there?
I think there are two worlds
One world is more of a magical one
That everyone wants to go to
But the other one is dark and not so magical
And almost no one wants to go to
For we live in the middle
Our world is good and evil
Magical but dark
Filled with death but new life
If we are good people here then we go to heaven
The magical world
Heaven is like riding trough beautiful meadows
On a gorgeous horse
But if we are bad people we go to hell
The dark side and not so magical world
Hell is as if you were to bath in a sea of blood
With all tears of misery surrounding you
Witch one are you going to
Have you been a good person?
Done all the right things
In your life time
Or have betrayed the angle on your shoulder
I'm going to heaven not because I've
Done all the right things in my life
Because I'm a good person
Maybe not out side but inside
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Leave Them. Leave Them Alone
When people are immuned,
To get a message that is coming...
Leave them.
Leave them alone.
When people stubbornly refuse to hear a message,
Others hear...
Just leave them,
Alone on their own.
Too many have been fitted to be limited!
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
Too many have been gifted with the flapping of lips.
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
When people are immuned,
To get a message that is coming...
Just leave them.
Leave them alone.
When people rather shuck and jive,
To realize their own survival...
Just leave them,
Alone on their own.
Too many wish to sit and make a game of it.
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
Too many rather drift and not take benefit,
So leave them...
Leave them alone.
Fools are taking numbers just to stand and wait.
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
Fools like this await for frosting on their cake.
So leave them,
To taste it alone.
Too many wish to sit and make a game of it.
So leave them.
Leave them alone.
Too many rather drift and not take benefit,
So leave them...
Leave them alone.
When people are immuned,
To get a message that is coming...
Just leave them.
Leave them alone.
When people stubbornly refuse to hear a message,
Others hear...
Just leave them,
Alone on their own.
Just leave them.
Leave them alone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's the people who try to be clever who never are; the people who are clever never think of trying to be.
quote by Gilbert Parker
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Blood Of My Blood
blood of my blood
son and daughter
of my heavenly father
let your memory leave on
through those you left here
as you leave us all
your time is here
and your time is now
so shalom to you
and peace in death my friend
poem by Robert Roberts
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Out Of Mind
Little girl sits in the corner, locked in a stare.
Arms waving madly at something that sadly isnt there.
Dressed in the days best by a nurse whos nowhere to be found.
What does she see?
Maybe shes looking at me...
Old man is strapped to the seat of his chair, wearing a gown.
Shouting and cursing at someone who clearly isnt around.
Father time has twisted his mind.
The staff says, hes not well!
To whom does he speak?
Maybe hes speaking to me...
So we keep these people inside these walls, from society.
Their forgotten lives safe from the crowd, they cant leave.
Youve left them there with me.
So we keep these people behind these walls, from society.
Their forgotten lives safe from the crowd, they cant leave.
Through the doors come people like me, good-bye to them.
They see a picture few of us see.
They cant leave.
Youve left them there with me.
song performed by by Queensryche
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I Have Only One Question
Today right now
at this very moment
half the people
half the human beings
who have ever lived
are alive right now
on this very earth
right now amazing
the world’s population
has expanded become
huge enormous awesome
if Jesus Christ returned
to earth right now what
an audience to witness
this prophetic ordained return
but of course he won’t can’t
not all the signs of his coming
have as yet been fulfilled as yet.
Heaven is full of good Christian people
God Jesus must enjoy their presence.
Singing praise to God in many voices
worshipping God with all heartfelt love.
I do however have a question.
I have only one small question.
Heaven I know is joyfully full
of entrance by blood of the lamb.
But are there as many good people
on earth today as in heaven above?
The bright morning star I still do love
come let us walk in God’s given light.
But oh how it hurts the people
all the people we are leaving.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Why are people always
Why are people always cheating?
Why are people always fighting?
Why are people always dieing?
Why are people always crying?
Why are people always hating?
Why are people always debating?
Why are people always trading?
Why are people always trying to fit in?
Why are people always cursing?
Why are people always bursting?
Why are people always tripping?
Why are people always not trying to be fair?
Why are people always trying to be dumb?
Why are people always playing too much?
Why are people always misbehaving?
Why are people always do drugs?
Why are people always not trying to have a future?
Why do people always try to ruin their life?
Why?
poem by Shaquan Mack
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Fellings
good -bye my friend
I leave you this poem for at least some what of a closure
on are friendship a bond
that will last a life time and will live on forever
they burn me down
tell me Im no good
hurt my feelings
why
why do they do it
for self satisfaction
for Im better then the others
that will never amount to anything
they make me cry
cry so hard that death seems so near
that it’s not scary any longer
no more
will I be teased
will I cry another tear
or hurt another sole
I’ve died inside
so often
that I’m dead but still alive
my heart still beats
but has been stopped for almost a year
I have no fear of heaven or hell
I’ll be gone soon enough to leave
an impact on there hearts on there soles
I will haunt them until
they die
I’ll slowly drain
their life out of them
so good-bye my friend I’ll always remember you
for the only one who seemed to care
although I will remember them as the people
from hell
the people who made me do this
I pick the gun up
I put it to my temple
as the gun goes off my last words are
I’ll hate them forever
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Clever father, clever daughter; clever mother, clever son.
Most people tire of a lecture in 10 minutes clever people can do it in 5. Sensible people never go to lectures at all.
quote by Stephen Butler Leacock
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Desperate and Dreaming
Desperate!
And dreaming.
Of a life that would be the best,
With a lot less guessing kept.
Yes, I'm desperate.
And dreaming.
To leave behind a manifesting of,
All that is that comes to suck my blood!
Aches and pains that cause me strain,
That come along to suck my blood.
Emotions that seem to remain the same,
That come along to suck my blood.
Relationships splitting over petty business,
That come along to suck my blood.
It's hard to move forward when a stagnant sits.
That comes along to suck my blood.
Yes, I am desperate.
And dreaming.
To leave behind a manifesting of,
All that is that comes to suck my blood!
I'm ready to leave behind the tit for tat pits,
That come along to suck my blood.
And people who decide they wish an argument,
That come along to suck my blood.
While stirring up their needless conflicts meant.
That come along to suck my blood.
From me I want all of that pushed and shoved.
That comes along to suck my blood.
That comes along to suck my blood.
Oh yes, I'm desperate.
And I'm also dreaming.
To leave behind a manifesting of,
All that is that comes to suck my blood!
Aches and pains that cause me strain,
That come along to suck my blood.
Emotions that seem to remain the same,
That come along to suck my blood.
Relationships splitting over petty business,
That come along to suck my blood.
It's hard to move forward when a stagnant sits.
That comes along to suck my blood.
Desperate!
And dreaming.
Of a life that would be the best,
With a lot less guessing kept.
Yes, I'm desperate.
And dreaming.
To leave behind a manifesting of,
All that is that comes to suck my blood!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not All Good People
Good people are celebrated and good people are in jail
And we condemn good people by our own words to fail
And since people are not the best judges of character it would be fair to say
That the best candidate does not always get elected on Election Day.
Not all good people as some believe are destined to die young
And many good people as we know their praises are unsung
And in a World of billions of human beings the good outnumber the bad
And that not many are recognized for their true worth does seem a little sad.
Not all good people are in the Newspapers or are ever in the news
And on what they think is fair and right are never asked for their views
Many are the quite achievers of publicity quite shy
Why the egotistical can become successful I often wonder why?
Not all good people are leaders though by good example they do lead
Though all good people are happy with enough and they never yield to greed
And though there are billions of good people in the bigger World out there
The good who make the news headlines to say the least seem rare.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Summer's
summer is hot
we do not like the pot
we lo to be cool
people love the pool
we leave in the hood
we dress so good
we do not want to be hot'
we do not want to see the pot
some people is nice
some people is cold like ice
some people love the hummer
some people love summer
some people love to smell good
some people don't leave in the hood
some people love to stay cool
people love to stay in the pool
we love how the flower smell
it is hot like we is in hell
it is summer
we drive a hummer
poem by Adriane Coles
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People Evil Leave A Permanent Stain
People evil leave a permanent stain...
Felt like nothing other.
People evil leave a permanent stain...
And forever this is suffered.
People evil leave a permanent stain.
And it remains,
With a paining that continues...
Sustaining and to drain.
People evil leave a permanent stain...
And forever it is suffered.
People evil leave a permanent stain.
And it remains.
We pray that it's forgiveness...
With a hope that it will soothe.
And we do this with a wish,
It is the best that we can do.
But...
Evil never leaves,
Us.
Evil never leaves.
We pray that it's forgiveness...
With a hope that it will soothe.
But...
Evil never leaves,
Us.
Evil never leaves.
People evil leave a permanent stain...
Felt like nothing other.
People evil leave a permanent stain...
And forever this is suffered.
People evil leave a permanent stain.
And it remains,
With a paining that continues...
Sustaining and to drain.
We pray that it's forgiveness...
With a hope that it will soothe.
But...
Evil never leaves,
Us.
Evil never leaves.
We pray that it's forgiveness...
With a hope that it will soothe.
But...
Evil never leaves,
Us.
Evil never leaves.
People evil leave a permanent stain.
People evil leave a permanent stain.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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