Fist
A fist is worn by the man who has a skull,
Killing the bones, taking on something mindful;
It rested in the chest, the heart, where it bled
Due to heat and head being hard, in the bed.
I say flowers are outside, wonderful lies,
Youth angered by crouching and it dies.
The fist strongest still flees from the army,
Afterwards, the expedition ended mournfully.
Destroy any son or daughter for anger,
The anger is God’s solution and manufacture;
The fist is a choice of man and woman
Then it decides for the luck is incarceration.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Sin
You give me the reason.
You give me control.
I gave you my purity.
My purity you stole.
Did you think I wouldnt recognize this compromise.
Am I just too stupid to realize.
Stale incense old sweat and lies lies lies
It comes down to this.
Your kiss.
Your fist.
And your strain.
It gets under my skin.
Within.
Take in the extent of my sin
You give me the anger.
You give me the nerve.
Carry out the sentence.
I get what I deserve.
Im just an effigy to be defaced.
To be disgraced.
Your need for me has been replaced.
And if I cant have everything well then just give me a taste.
It comes down to this.
Your kiss.
Your fist.
And your strain.
It gets under my skin.
Within.
Take in the extent of my sin
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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For Shadow, For Dust!
the old woman,
face bruised and wrinkled,
clothes dirty and worn...
lies alone in the bed,
except for the cat...
shadows whisper, she moans,
as if closing a book.
even the hungry walls are silent...
the pages of the book
tattered and yellowed.
her teeth broken or gone,
her fist clenched tight,
the comfort of no one,
the prayer to no god.
the clock on the wall ticks amen...
her spirit taken, her fist opened,
a bag of trash falls in the corner,
the old cat runs for shadow,
for dust...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Mind Power
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
So when you walk through the door
Is this the bottom word
The fortress of violence will fall
When the tide will turn
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Is there a place you belong
When there is no love
The light that shines is so strong
When you come out of the dark
Yeah
Were living in a violent world
It makes our heart just freeze
Lets melt the ice with heart and soul
To heal a world that bleeds
(to heal a world that bleeds)
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
So when you walk through the door
Is this the bottom word
The fortress of violence will fall
When the tide will turn
So when you walk through the door
You can make it too
The fortress of violence will fall
If you want it to
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power
song performed by by Scorpions
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Gulped from the fist by the mouth
engulfed by the gut
spilled to the, tasting blood
the heart clenched it fist, while the crony brain
lit up like a fishing village.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Anger fills my heart and soul
Anger fills my heart and soul
Anger takes a mighty toll
Anger lessens but can never leave
Anger you hope to never receive,
Anger stays forever within
Anger acts with the might of all sin
Anger is deadly to all around
Anger gets mad at the thought of sound
Anger is the thoughts in my head
Anger that’s mine all should dread
Anger for me is different from you
Anger you see tells me what to do
Anger will sit and whisper in my ear
Anger he sits and tells me all that you fear,
Anger…
He is here
He’s here to stay
Anger is the hole
In which we lay
Anger is
And Anger will
Always be with us
He is in me, and he is in you
He can make you do
What he wants you to
Anger will make you
Make you cry
Anger can make you
Want to die
Anger can make you
Go insane
Anger….. ... A blood filled rain
No more anger
No more…..
Walk to the bright light
Shinning through that door…
Not knowing what’s in store
But even then
Anger lives on
But you… nevermore
poem by Jacob Hill
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Anger
anger is not love
anger is driking
anger is killing someone
anger one thing never do
love, anger love not anger
anger is ramming you head throug a glass door
when your are man you do stupid things
stupid things that are stupid
when mad you dont feel nuthing
anger we all have
anger you cant change
when mad stays
stay away from everyone
anger can kill because you do stupid things
when mad sleep
anger just anger
ANGER
poem by Kerri King
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Hand Over Fist
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Hand over fist
Paper around the stone
Scissors cut the paper
Cut the paper to the bone
Hand over fist
Paper around the stone
Scissors cut the paper
And the rock must stand alone
I could disappear into the crowd
But not if I keep my head in the clouds
I could walk away so proud
Its easy enough if you dont laugh too loud
I thought I was okay alone
Wait for the postman and the telephone
Lost in a world of my own
I thought I could run alone
Thought I could run through the night alone
Hand over hand
Doesnt seem so much
Hand over hand
Is the strength of the common touch
You talk as we walk along
You never imagined I could be so wrong
Humming your favorite song
You know Ive hated that song for so long
How can we ever agree?
Like the rest of the world
We grow farther apart
I swear you dont listen to me
Holding my hand to my heart
Holding my fist to my racing heart
Take a walk outside myself
In some exotic land
Greet a passing stranger
Feel the strength in his hand
Feel the world expand
I feel my spirit resist
But I open up my fist
Lay hand over hand over
Hand over fist
song performed by by Rush
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My fist is in his mouth, his fist is in my eye.
My Beautiful Son
Tears flowed down my cheeks
As I cradled you in my arms
Tiny fingers sqeezing mine
New joy grew deep and warm
Watching as you slept
A gift from God above
Never could I imagine
Feeling this all consuming love
Those sparkling big blue eyes
looking up at me
taking your fist steps
Climbing that first tree
That fist day of school
My brave little man
Walking down the sidewalk
Holding tightly to my hand
I held you oh so tight
hopeing childhood would last
through scraped knees and bruises
As you grew up so very fast
Rocking you so gently
As you cried that lonely night
Your fist taste of heartache
Drowning out the light
Ballgames and dances
Freinds fill your days
to soon it's graduation
And going your own way
poem by Debora Johnson
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Anger within me
My anger is not love …
My anger is drinking my life away.
My anger is killing someone who hurt me big.
My anger does one thing never loves.
My anger is ramming your head through a glass door of my use to be home.
When your are mad you do stupid things, stupid things that are stupid.
When mad you don’t feel nothing anger we all have
anger you cant change.
When I am mad stay, stay away from everyone.
My anger can kill because you do stupid things
when you are mad filled with ANGER
poem by Evevona Plummer
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Aura and Essence
Thumping off my eye
I find the fist to be
less important
than the blur
the fist arrives in.
Coming toward me now
that man, his girl.
But more important is
the golden halo of the sun
falling now around them.
poem by Donal Mahoney
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Take Me
Take me and let me in
Don't break me and shut me out
Chorus:
So take me and let me in
Don't break me and shut me out
I lit my pain on fire
and I watched it all burn down
Now I'm dancing in the ashes
and theres no one else around
Cause I wanna be apart of something
This is just a story of a broken soul
Hook:
As days go by, my heart grows cold
I can't seem to let this all pass me by
Chorus x2
I'm burning in the heavens
and I'm drowning in the hell
My souls in a coma
and none of my friends can tell
I'm reaching out of getting nothing
This is just a story of a broken soul
Hook
Chorus x2
Don't shut me out
Does anyone around me feel the same
Just put your fist up and vent your pain
Does anyone around me feel the same
Put your fist up and vent your pain
Does anyone around me feel the same
Put your fist up and vent your pain
Does anyone around me feel the same
Put your fist up and vent your pain
Hook
Chorus x2
Hook
Take Me
Don't Break Me
song performed by by Papa Roach
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Hold Onto Your Anger
no amount of positive change in the world
which has advanced the betterment of us
as a species,
has come about by staring into the face of
idiocy, malicious intent, straight out murder,
slavery, oppression & genocide &
then trying to win it over with
concessions &
compassion-
it is discontent & rage
that have come about as a direct result of the forces in this world
which think that they can do to you what they want
when they want-
without it, there would be no
progress.
anger riles the individual
the individual gains strength
the strong individual speaks to another &
two become four,
four become eight-
sooner than later,
anger & anger alone
has brought together a mass of people
who understand that what has been going on
can no longer be so-
SOMETHING
HAS TO CHANGE
anger produces power in the “powerless”
by allowing them the courage to say that there is nothing to lose
when it comes to striving for
rights denied to you-
hold onto your anger
clench it in your fist & never let it go
for what you have inside you is
just-
what you have inside you is a need to utilize every part of your
being &
if your anger is all you have at your disposal
(that which cannot be tainted by those outside you) ,
then it is more beautiful than anything &
it is yours & yours alone-
it is representative of your own voice,
your own life &
your own ability to resist the destruction of your
will.
poem by Andrew Delapruch
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To Adapt
To say and explain we imagine why the one of us shall say,
Your being is held in a fist after fist after fist until we end the day.
This is totally abrupt, a policy to please, a lonely river of time;
May majesty spell my soul without a flower, so the bell does chime.
When this bangs fifty times I submit to it, like a turtle to the human race,
Open are all hours to the future, the rupture, the conservation of grace.
Will fighting cease, will understanding believe in men who give birth?
The right of a man fights for laws to understand, to take on worth.
Worthy men are inside the book so great, so extraordinary and apt,
Much of the celebration exits to give a laughter, so much to adapt.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Unfinished (?)
even spring has post-partum depression:
a flower spoke of her mother.
quotes, falling with the rain
(from the toungues of beggars
rich men laugh
and die in ignoance)
(it was a just-off haiku
from the czar of my own private Russia)
you were a gambler
of time
wasted, gained
or not yet spent
knocking at my room
with dead flowers in your fist
aw, you tried so hard
but I am not a wordly woman
or a talking woman,
or a seeing woman
or a laughing woman
or a singing woman.
poem by Emily Driscoll
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Burning Man
You are the burning man,
In this frozen house.
Kill quickly and feast slowly.
Savour it all, the meat,
The rape, the thrill of the hunt,
It'll be gone before
Your fist gains its lost anger.
poem by Stefanie Fontker
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The Wings Of The Mind
faced with a blank wall
the mind pass through it
over the fences
it goes beyond
kicks and jumps away
reinventing wings and
sharpening claws
on its personal journey
into the unknown
more real that what can be touched
by the hands
too theoretical
ephemeral
as one wakes up
for another usual morning
the fingers close upon a fist
laid upon the navel
one preaches
what is here inside my fist
is real
the wings in my head
are upcoming
unable to flap
resigned.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Fists (a Revised Poem)
faced with a blank wall
the mind passes through it
over the fences
it goes beyond
kicks and jumps away
reinventing wings and
sharpening claws
on its personal journey
into the unknown
more real than what can be touched
by the hands
too theoretical
ephemeral
as one wakes up
for another usual morning
the fingers close upon a fist
lays itself upon the navel
one preaches
'what is here inside my fist
is real'
the wings in my head
are upcoming
unable to flap
and resigned.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Anger
My anger wants to kill.
My anger wants to spill.
My anger wants to smash a wall.
My anger wants to make someone feel small.
My anger makes me carve my skin.
My anger is locked up within.
My anger is fierce and fatal.
My anger isn't stable.
When my anger is out stay away.
Because my anger destroys everything in its way.
poem by Jean Pullman
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Southtown
Welcome to hard times, back again like its never been
For the first time it seem to mess with my head
When i realize what it takes, can i relate
With whatever, but never will it drive me to hate
Could be the next guy that you take before i wake
Now i lay me down to sleep, eyes tight when i pray
This her is real life, circumstances make you think
Should i be counting my blessings, the next second my eyes blink
Here in the southtown you know that kid don't play
Put it down it the streets, will i see another day
If i make it back this time, gots to hold what is mine
And thank god that i made it alive
It ain't got to be like this
Don't wanna throw up my fist, don't wanna be like this
Don't wanna throw up my fist, i must resist
It ain't gots to be like this
song performed by by P.O.D.
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