Manly Combat
A man upsets another man after some time has elapsed,
The combats of the century confer with each other;
We fight to survive in the ways of grace and malice,
Our fighting supposes a danger too fast and mighty.
When this day we fight for the rules and commodities,
We see a saintly argument erupting to the same,
The same agreements have married to the youth,
And the old have survived for all the life we stay.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Fight
Sometimes there's nothing to feel
Sometimes there's nothing to hold
Sometimes there's no time to run away
Sometimes you just feel so old
The times it hurts when you cry
The times it hurts just to breathe
And then it all seems like there's no-one left
And all you want is to sleep
Fight fight fight
Just push it away
Fight fight fight
Just push until it breaks
Fight fight fight
Don't cry at the pain
Fight fight fight
Or watch yourself burn again
Fight fight fight
Don't howl like a dog
Fight fight
Just fill up the sky
Fight fight fight
Fight til you drop
Fight fight fight
And never never
Never stop
Fight fight fight
Fight fight fight
So when the hurting starts
And when the nightmares begin
Remember you can fill up the sky
You don't have to give in
You don't have to give in
Never give in
Never give in
Never give in
song performed by by Cure
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Most Valuable Commodities
Life hangs on a tender thread
if broken sometimes cannot be repaired.
We fight for each day's morsels
with our fluxuating source of energy,
fighting for that we may survive
for each new dawning day.
We have our guiding lights
with our family and our friends,
who we will defend with our soul
right up to the bitter end,
lest we might lose the most
valuable commodities in our life.
Those whom the little word love
is our sacred stone on which to fall.
2 December 2012
poem by David Harris
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Love your family
Newely married
Husband and
wife...
Sincerley
Love move the bed...
Wife with
Husband...
Don't fight...
Every time...
Speand the
Love on
The bed...
Don't waste
The time...
If you are
Imedetely start
The fight...
Life was boor...
Minde gore...
So...
Married one are
Two years run...
Fight too fight...
Words and hit too
Fight...
With love...
Every day's family life
It is simple...
Take it easy to live...
With your family love...
Ok...
My dear husband
And wife...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Soldier
Am a soldier at war
I have never seen violence
Because when I fight there is still
Silence
I have no weapon except
My heart it doesn't fire
Zinc bullets it only fires
Pink feelings
Am a soldier at war
Fighting for my other leg
For if am not successful
I will fall
Am a soldier that shows
True colours I fight with
Passion for I don't need
A camouflage suite to hide
Am a soldier that doesn't
Salute but holds on to his
Heart with no malice pollution
Am a soldier at war with
A warm heart but fighting
Against ice cubes
Am a soldier fighting for
A nocturnal issue which is
Replacement
Am a soldier that doesn't
Listen to any sergeants
Commands only my heart
shall give me an order
Am soldier fighting for
THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
poem by Atlay Mwenifumbo
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Down Life's Road
Do not surrender, do not retreat, do not give up that fight
These are the words of encouragement that I will not forget
And always fight for the just, and the truth, and the right.
Stand strong, and stand tall, and be ever so brave
Practice these virtues, and by GOD live by these deeds
Then the great road of man for you will have been paved.
Be honest and be truthful, and live by the words you speak
Graft your life by these rules and mold yourself be these values
And then one day honest men and scholars you they will seek.
Be giving, and be kind, and always reach with an open hand
Let all others go before you, and proudly let them go first
Then the ways of humanity, you will undoubtedly understand.
Be you, yourself and never differ, and always stay the same
No matter what other people, want or might ask or expect from you
Then never will you have disrespected yourself or know of any shame.
Live by these rules, learn by these ways, in your soul let them be sewed
Always be who you are, and not what others ask for, or want
Then happy and proud you will be, as you walk down life's road.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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I Dont Wanna Fight
I can t sleep
Everything I ever knew
Is a lie without you
I can t breathe
When my heart is broke in two
There s no beat
Without you
You re not gone but you re not here
Atleast that s the way it seems tonight
If we can try to end these wars
I know that we can make it right
Cause baby
I don t wanna fight no more
I forgot what we were fighting for
And this lonelyness that s in my heart
Wont let me be apart from you
I don t wanna have to try
Girl to live without you in my life
So I m hoping we can start tonight
Cause I don t wanna fight no more
How can I leave
When everything that I adore
And everything I m living for
Girl it s in you
I can t dream
Sleepless nights have got me bad
The only dream I ever had
Is being with you
I know that we can make it right
It s gonna take a little time
Lets not leave our selves with no way out
Lets not cross that line
That line
I don t wanna fight no more
I forgot what we were fighting for
And this lonelyness that s in my heart
Won t let me be apart from you
I don t wanna have to try
Girl to live without you in my life
So I m hoping we can start tonight
Cause I don t wanna fight no more
Remember that I made a vow
That I would never let you go
I meant it then I mean it now
And I want to tell you so
I don t wanna fight no more oh no
I forgot what we were fighting for
And this lonelyness that s in my heart
Won t let me be apart from you
I don t wanna have to try
Girl to live without you in my life
So I m hoping we can start tonight can we start
Cause I don t wanna fight no more
I don t wanna fight no more
I forgot what we were fighting for
And this lonelyness that s in my heart
Wont let me be apart from you
I don t wanna have to try
Girl to live without you in my life
So I m hoping we can start tonight
Cause I don t wanna fight no more
It s a lie without you without you
song performed by by Westlife
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Worth fighting for
i'd rather die form your hands than mine
so come on if your going to hit me come on
i would rather die then hit you back
and i wont, no, i'll be nice
i don't think i will fight back
make him look bad
make him look crazy
i could fight back but for what
for nothing
and the reason i will do nothing because it is not worth fighting for
i'm not scared
why should i
unless it is worth fighting for
there is no point to fight
the only thing i want is to be alone
crazy i am
am i crazy
i am crazy
i will never fight unless it is worth fighting for only if worth fighting for
poem by Fred Chamberlain
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The Good Fight
By: jimmy buffett, j.d. souther
1980
To muhammed ali for twenty years of excitement and entertainment
They talk about their women too much
The women got em so confused
They dont talk about their lives as such
My life is all I got to lose
You take it with a grain of salt
And laugh at the complexities
Theyre good at pickin all the faults
I keep laughin so they dont pick me
Chorus:
Jesus if I had to quit tonight
Id never know if I was wrong or right
But thats just what you get
You got to go the distance
If you want to fight a good fight
Good fight
Keep it up and keep a good fight
Good fight
The telephone begins to ring
That could only be one call
I might as well be on the moon
Standin in the shower stall
Cant believe she picked it up
She didnt know the rules somehow
Then I hear her say hello (hello)
Panic in the grey room now
Chorus:
Jesus if I had to quit tonight
Shed kill me whether I was wrong or right
Thats just what you get
You got to go the distance
If you want to fight a good fight
Good fight
Keep it up and keep a good fight
Good fight
You never know until you try
Its hard to see the side youre on
Some people say Im halfway here
Some people say Im halfway gone
Chorus:
Jesus if I had to quit tonight
Id never know if I was wrong or right
But thats just what you get
You got to go the distance
If you want to fight a good fight
Good fight
Keep it up and keep a good fight
Good fight
All I want is just a good fight
Good fight
Yes its got to be a good fight
Good fight
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Survive
Survive
By: jimmy buffett, mike utley
1979
I play the stereo loud
When Im away from the maddening crowd
Smokin, jokin
Clowns we all are
Sometimes, kinda get real ill
When I receive my monthly telephone bill
But you say it, and Ill pay it
cause it just helps me to
Chorus:
Survive (survive), stay alive
til I see you again
Survive, stay alive
Cant say where it ends
Clouds lift and therere mountains below
Been awhile since Ive seen any snow
Its chillin, so thrillin, so good to be back
Feels nice, to be home for awhile
Lets sip champagne till we break into smiles
Well go dancin, romancin
cause youre the reason i
Chorus:
Survived (survived), stayed alive
Through the thick and the thin
Survive, stay alive
Where will it all end
But my bags aint unpacked
cause Ive got to go back and play
But I know well both
Chorus:
Survive (survive), stay alive
Through the thick and the thin
Survive, stay alive
Until it all ends
Oh well, survive (survive), stay alive
When will it all end
Survive, stay alive
Till I see you again
Notes -
Background vocals: james taylor, alex taylor, hugh taylor, deborah mccoll
Venetta fields, brenda bryant, paulette brown
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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The Old Couple
The was an old couple who were so close,
He said to his wife, it's great that you I chose;
To share my life as we go through each day,
Yes! I love you my darling, do you hear what I say?
The old couple were married for many a year,
When any one asked how, they said all ways stay near;
Also they said, never leave an argument undone,
Before any day is ended, at the set of the sun.
The husband said, take time to listen, and she did agree,
And then added, I will show my love so he will see;
Then they added, enjoy to help, the other out too,
Sharing the heavy load of work is what we love to do.
This old couple had lived for 60 years together,
They had seen many a child grow,16grandkids together;
Never in front of a child would they quarrel or fight,
But; wait till they were lone, then get the problem right.
We all should learn from all old couples that are happy,
To try to do the same, and our marriages go well I see;
One thing is certain, put God first in your partnership,
That was the rule they said, and this is a very good tip.
poem by Margaret Haig
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Fight Fe Come In (James Bon & General CP)
What a bam bam round the mike m.c.
What a bam bam round the mike m.c.
James Bond back up general CP
We ram dance hall cork house party
People come from all about just fe hear we
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
As me open the door me get a face full of steam
Session ram like a tin a sardine
Just make sure seh you kerchief clean
Else you face would a full up a green
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
As me go through the crowd Jah man me hear a scream
Me I dren freddy him still a day dream
Me dip up and down like a submarine
Twice as fast as the one Barry Sheene
A good job me pants have a solid seam
A good job me kercheif nice and clean
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Some a them a scream some a them a shout
Me really want you know people come from all about
Some a them a woman
Some of them a man
The whole a them want come this ya session
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Natty fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Natty dread in a the dance him a bun him collie
Baby mother deh a dance with pregnant belly
Bad boy deh a road him a fire remi
Dutty nigger deh a road them a chat shegri
But its I James Bond telling every body
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them want inside inside and no one want outside outside
Me seh the people outside want come in the session
Them want to hear James Bond and CP the general
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
song performed by by Ub40
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Fighting Hard
Rolling out to fight for England, singing songs across the sea;
Rolling North to fight for England, and to fight for you and me.
Fighting hard for France and England, where the storms of Death are hurled;
Fighting hard for Australasia and the honour of the World!
Fighting hard.
Fighting hard for Sunny Queensland—fighting for Bananaland,
Fighting hard for West Australia, and the mulga and the sand;
Fighting hard for Plain and Wool-Track, and the haze of western heat—
Fighting hard for South Australia and the bronze of Farrar’s Wheat!
Fighting hard.
Fighting hard for fair Victoria, and the mountain and the glen;
(And the Memory of Eureka—there were other tyrants then),
For the glorious Gippsland forests and the World’s great Singing Star—
For the irrigation channels where the cabbage gardens are—
Fighting hard.
Fighting hard for gale and earthquake, and the wind-swept ports between;
For the wild flax and manuka and the terraced hills of green.
Fighting hard for wooden homesteads, where the mighty kauris stand—
Fighting hard for fern and tussock!—Fighting hard for Maoriland!
Fighting hard.
Fighting hard for little Tassy, where the apple orchards grow;
(And the Northern Territory just to give the place a show),
Fighting hard for Home and Empire, while the Commonwealth prevails—
And, in spite of all her blunders, dying hard for New South Wales.
Dying hard.
Fighting for the Pride of Old Folk, and the people that you know;
And the girl you left behind you—(ah! the time is passing slow).
For the proud tears of a sister! come you back, or never come!
And the weary Elder Brother, looking after things at home—
Fighting Hard!
You Lucky Devils
!
Fighting hard.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Youth Youth Youth
Youth youth youth
Youth youth youth
Never wanna be an adult
Always wanna be in revolt
Youth youth youth
Youth youth youth
Don't wanna spend my life saving up for things
Don't wanna have what a steady job brings
I don't want security
Don't want responsibility
Don't wanna stay at home not making any noise
I've always got to be out
I've always got to have a choice
I don't want security
Don't want responsibility
Youth youth youth
Youth youth youth
I don't want no uniform
I don't want no book of rules
Youth youth youth
Youth youth youth
Never wanna be an adult
Always wanna be in revolt
Youth youth youth
Youth youth youth
I don't want no uniform
I don't want no book of rules
song performed by by Billy Idol
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Freak On A Leach
Something takes a part of me.
Something lost and never seen.
Everytime I start to believe,
Something's raped and taken from me... from me.
Life's got to always be messing with me. (You wanna see the light)
Can't
they chill and let me be free? (So do I)
Can't I take away all this pain. (You wanna see the light)
I try to every night, all in vain... in vain.
Sometimes I cannot take this place.
Sometimes it's my life I can't taste.
Sometimes I cannot feel my face.
You'll never see fall from grace
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
I cheat, but for me to lie
Something takes a part of me.
Feeling like a freak on a leash. (You wanna see the light)
Feeling like I have no release. (So do I)
How many times have I felt diseased? (You wanna see the light)
Nothing in my life is free... is free
So...fight! something on the...
Fight...some things they fight
So...something on the...
Fight...some things they fight
Fight...something of the
No...some things they fight
Fight...something of the...
Fight...some things they fight
Part of me...
song performed by by Korn
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Fight Fe Come In
What a bam bam round the mike m.c.
What a bam bam round the mike m.c.
James Bond back up general CP
We ram dance hall cork house party
People come from all about just fe hear we
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
As me open the door me get a face full of steam
Session ram like a tin a sardine
Just make sure seh you kerchief clean
Else you face would a full up a green
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
As me go through the crowd Jah man me hear a scream
Me I dren freddy him still a day dream
Me dip up and down like a submarine
Twice as fast as the one Barry Sheene
A good job me pants have a solid seam
A good job me kercheif nice and clean
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Some a them a scream some a them a shout
Me really want you know people come from all about
Some a them a woman
Some of them a man
The whole a them want come this ya session
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Natty fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Natty dread in a the dance him a bun him collie
Baby mother deh a dance with pregnant belly
Bad boy deh a road him a fire remi
Dutty nigger deh a road them a chat shegri
But its I James Bond telling every body
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
What a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them want inside inside and no one want outside outside
Me seh the people outside want come in the session
Them want to hear James Bond and CP the general
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
Them just a fight fe come in
Fight fe come in
song performed by by UB40 from Baggariddim
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More Or Less
Fighting over money.
Yet, I want more.
More money,
More to fight about.
We fight over the lack of intimacy.
Less intimacy.
The more we fight.
So we remove the intimacy.
More fighting over less.
More of me,
Less of you.
The more we fight.
Yet you are diminished even more.
I am full of myself.
My desire to fill you up with me.
Draining yourself of you.
Your identity lost.
Yet I look into a mirror.
With the same result,
Now, I am on the receiving end.
Our logic defies all logic.
My piece of mind,
Or my mind of peace.
It depends.
More or less.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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For Freedom
Remember them, for they were once like you,
With hopes, emotions, days of grey and blue.
Accepting combat, trying to win through,
To fight again, for freedom.
Remember them, for they were young and green,
With so much life ahead, as yet unseen.
They knew not what they faced, but all were keen,
To fight again, for freedom.
Remember them, each fought to give us peace,
That each fierce conflict in this world, would cease.
And then when all was done, they’d find release,
From fighting foes, for freedom.
Remember them, who’ve joined the heroes roll,
Their names inscribed now, on a parchment scroll.
Thousands did not survive the war’s hellhole,
To fight again, for freedom.
Remember them.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Danger
The lion lowered length-to-length,
With danger on his mind
And so he girded all his strength,
His purpose now defined...
His crinkled wrinkled brow felt tight,
His eyes glared to and fro,
Against each danger he must fight
And overcome each foe...
Survival was his only thought,
Adrenalin, his friend,
He'd either catch or he'd be caught,
To win or meet his end...
The sun above had seen it all,
Yet did not stir to save,
Why would it care if he should fall
Or fight so fierce and brave?
The lion's courage made him stay,
He didn't turn and run,
He didn't whimper like a stray
Unhelped by anyone...
His heart was beating oh so fast!
Then suddenly he leapt!
He lived with scars that never passed,
Yet his one life he kept...
Denis Martindale, copyright, September 2011.
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Danger'.
More Stephen Gayford poems here:
denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com
poem by Denis Martindale
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The Married Man
Reservist of the Line
The bachelor 'e fights for one
As joyful as can be;
But the married man don't call it fun,
Because 'e fights for three --
For 'Im an' 'Er an' It
(An' Two an' One make Three)
'E wants to finish 'is little bit,
An' e' wants to go 'ome to is tea!
The bachelor pokes up 'is 'ead
To see if you are gone;
But the married man lies down instead,
An' waits till the sights come on,
For 'im an' 'Er an' a hit
(Direct or recochee)
'E wants to finish 'is little bit,
An' 'e wants to go 'ome to 'is tea.
The bachelor will miss you clear
To fight another day;
But the married man, 'e says "No fear!"
'E wants you out of the way
Of 'Im an' 'Er an' It
(An' 'is road to 'is farm or the sea),
'E wants to finish 'is little bit,
An' 'e wants to go 'ome to 'is tea.
The bachelor 'e fights 'is fight
An' streches out an' snores;
But the married man sits up all night --
For 'e don't like out-o'-doors.
'E'll strain an' listen an' peer
An' give the first alarm--
For the sake o' the breathin' 'e's used to 'ear,
An' the 'ead on the thick of 'is arm.
The bachelor may risk 'is 'ide
To 'elp you when you're downed;
But the married man will wait beside
Till the ambulance comes round.
'E'll take your 'ome address
An' all you've time to say,
Or if 'e sees there's 'ope, 'e'll press
Your art'ry 'alf the day --
For 'Im an' 'Er an' It
(An' One from Three leaves Two),
For 'e knows you wanted to finish your bit,
An' 'e knows 'oo's wantin' you.
Yes, 'Im an' 'Er an' It
(Our 'only One in Three),
We're all of us anxious to finish our bit,
An' we want to get 'ome to our tea!
Yes, It an' 'Er an' 'Im,
Which often makes me think
The married man must sink or swim
An' -- 'e can't afford to sink!
Oh, 'Im an' It an' 'Er
Since Adam an' Eve began!
So I'd rather fight with the bacheler
An' be nursed by the married man!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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The game
He walks in a grey light.
He does possess loads of might.
He is always kind in a fight.
His style is his delight.
He plays with a football thats dark & white.
He runs so fast that his feet take flight.
He is always away at night.
He must fight in the light.
People admire his fair heart in a fight.
He is always on his game.
He does not care about his name.
Just because he is different doesn't mean he can't live life right.
Do not forget that life is a fight between wrong and right.