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Pursuing Virtue

I had never beheld a snake
That walked upon its belly.
I saw animals and plants so sudden;
Outcast and ashamed, I assumed
My amusement was to behold.
The snake of hell was an outcast
Due to its weight and I just smiled.
The snake ran into another man,
Who listened and got swallowed.
Denying all that makes the present world
Seem visual, everlasting and quiet.
But the stars of heaven cry out for your life
To behold the respectable occupations.
If without foot or heart or head,
You would surely strike the ground
With death, and then be consumed.
I have walked further than others
In my quest to deliberately pursue Virtue.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Snake; an oracle of oath

The godless men worship the snake
The godless men take oath in name of snake
And the curse comes upon wrongdoer
The godless men take oath in the name of snake
And blessing rains upon the innocent
The godless men take oath in the name of snake
And snake bitten dead the lair
And snake spare life of the truer
Despite snake answers to godless men
No votive or thank given to snake, the god
So the stopped the men to swear
By it name, snake said men used
Thunder and fire for swearing instead of it name
As snake disowned the godless men
Hex fallen upon

poem by David Aoloch Bion
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If I Ever Was a Snake

If I was a snake, my eyes would be green,
I would wander the land and look real mean.
If I was a snake, I'd know how to sting,
Despite all the trouble it would bring.

If I was a snake, I'd be red and gold,
I would slither and slather and eat my mice cold.
If I was a snake, I'd rattle my tail,
But I'd be polite and never go to jail.

If I was a snake, I'd slide on my tummy,
Hamsters and mice would be real yummy.
If I was a snake, I'd live on the ground,
Sleeping and snoring 'till I was found.

I would never learn how to rake,
If I ever was a snake.

poem by October Bradley
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Snakepit

when you find yourself
inside a snake pit
you can not just be naive
to be bitten and even
swallowed by another
snake
you become a snake
yourself and bite
as many as you can

this is the law of the
survival of the fittest snake
and when you emerge
as the victor

go back to your form
coy dove, white feathers,
lovely beak
gentle claws

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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False Lips

A snake swallows a human being and that's life,
But what kind of snake is that? ! !
For the devil needs not to be part of us,
And like joy in the land of peace.

The father of the fool has no joy because,
An evil doer listens to false lips! !
So we have to get rid of this kind of snake,
For peace, love and unity are what we need always.

A sound mind is health to the body,
But this snake has swallowed a human being! !
And each heart knows ts own bitterness,
But no stranger shares its joy.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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dream-The Snake

The snake was held
In another's hand.
Kill it I said,
Before it strikes.

The other struggled
With it
And could not contain
The head.

Beware it will
Strike you.
Get its head
Before it bares
Its fangs.

The snake seemed
Weak.
I rushed in
And pulverized
Its head,
Before it had
A chance to raise
It.

The sight of its
Limp body
Helped me to relax.

It cannot harm
Me now
That red headed
Snake
I've fixed
It.

poem by Mary Mc Creath
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Kissing the Fang

Snake biting once biting dead
Snake biting twice biting life
Walking in the sorghum stalk
The oldest foe- the snake heard my feet
The snake raised the neck and hissed
As our eyes met at equilibrium
I stopped and drew my spear
The hateful send boiled to the brim
The brawl commenced I speared it back fatefully
The snake bitten my right feet fatefully
The biting bit me dead I fell down breathing not
The snake bitten my left feet again.
The biting bit me life I raised up breathing lively
The snake snaked away
The venom paralyzed me but
I giddily crawled after the snake
I gasped and kissed the snake fang
I spate the healing saliva in the snake wound
We departed in peace-indeed peace in death

poem by David Aoloch Bion
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Illusion and ignorance

To mistake a rope for a snake
Or to mistake a snake for a rope
Is illusion in perception.
To take a rope for rope and
A snake for snake is knowledge.
To take a rope not for a rope
And a snake not for a snake
Is ignorance. We employ
All the three at variant times
At different degrees in life.
29.042010

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Cause of Enmity between Snake and Man

Snake, the first owner of fire.
Dog, the robber of fire.
Man the last owner of fire.
The snake gave birth first to fire.
Thus fire, the first born of snake.
Thus snake, only owner of fire long ago.
One cold evening
The man dying of coldness
The dog seen it master dying of coldness
It went to snake house and begged
The snake, the mother of fire to let
It tail get warm of fire
The snake cordially welcomed the dog
The dog twisted it tail on fire
The tail caught the fire
The dog jumped over the snake in door
Ran quickly to it master, the man
The man took the grass and wood
And lit up the fire
The fire lit up in man’s house
And it extinguished in snake’s house
The snake come to get fire back
But the man attack the snake
The hostility between man and snake
Began then

poem by David Aoloch Bion
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SnAkE oN mY bAcK

snake on the ground slithers. The plains scream out in fear, it slides onto my back and forces out my red tears. into my thought i can now see how foolishly i used to be. I remember the snake on my back and how i remember i should have fought back. The trees dance in scilence the fire now devoures the plains, the snake told me to forget my name. I threw the snake off my back with no sound forcefully it lay dead by the ground. Now i can feel the snake beneath my feet.

poem by Ben Sparaco
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Scarry moment..

The serpent was in front of me,
But a real king Cobra, so slim,
Sparkling with bluish tint,
Scales glittered with no attempts,
The eyes, piecing as the arrows,
Lifted the head for a foot, narrow,
Tail holds the ground in anger,
Shaking tongue protruded in despair,
The orange mouth opened wider,
The hissing whistle sounds higher,
My trembling hand took the hand phone,
Called the City Hall for assistance,
They told me to ‘snake sit' for a while,
If run away, inform them at once,
I looked at the snake,
The snake looked at me,
My tied dogs looked at us,
They were angry with me,
For I prevented them,
From doing their duty,
I told the snake,
"If I let you go, you will be caught,
Someone may finish you,
Go with our officers,
They will leave you in the jungle,
And you can live happily"
As if it heard what I said,
The snake put down the head,
My dogs and the serpent were quiet,
That moment was so unique,
I stood just ten feet away,
when it was taken away.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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The Crane And The Snake

The crane spreads its wings
while the snake coils to strike
both have great agility
and flamboyance when they fight

The crane hops, the the snake slithers
they sleep at night, near soft flowing rivers

For days the crane plays
bopping its head
swaying it many ways
before standing on one leg

All white
and inocently pure
the snake sees this dance
as an enticing lure

The snake slithers nearer
to have a better view
all this is happening
under a morning mist and dew

But the cranes alert
she knows whats there
peeking out from the bush
under this damp air

The snake gets closer
close enough to strike
the crane blocks with his wing
and postures for a fight

But the snake backs of
smiling at the crane
while the crane stands on that one leg
smiling back just the same.

Charlie Vergara
06.14.2011
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poem by White Tiger
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Snake Eye

You paint a picture
So its plain to see
Aint no hiding
No security
Ill be watching
Every move you make
When you hear the rattle
Better be awake
Chorus:
Snake eyes, Im watching
Snake eyes, look out
Snake eyes, its coming
Snake eyes, aint no escaping from the snake eye
(no way)
You leave a footprint
For my eye to see
Catch an echo
From a lock and key
From the shadow
Or behind a rock
Get you anywhere
From the darkest shack
Chorus
Hear a rustle
From behind a tree
Get you running
Home to sanctuary
Bolt the door and -
You think youre safe
Im coming to get you
Gonna reach out (? ? ? )
Chorus
Got the snake eyes, they call me a snake in the bush
Snake eyes, biting
Snake eyes, always watching
Snake eyes
Aint no escaping from the -
Just keep a lookout for the -
Snake eye

song performed by by AC-DC
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Agenda

In a brief briefings
We the animals and me
Assemble to corner the evils
the deer give a motion, from now on
we will not kill others and ban eating their flesh
but toad with its big head stands up and says,
we can eat everything but not grass think please about us,
snake puts up its hood and supports the toad as this fits its own agenda,
peacock with glee puts its hands up too and says lets us pass quickly the bill,
so that we can kill and make a feast out of their flesh and the peacock's first prey in front of me
is the snake, I am ashamed of the act that I can not protect the snake, from now then I hate myself.

poem by Abdul Wahab
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Sonnet: The Desert-war

Two Eagles want a mouse as Baghdad’s King!
The Desert -Snake is too wily to swoop:
Once he is gone, they can have anything,
From oil and gasoline to camel-soup!

They encircled the Snake in the desert!
The Snake is swift and appears like mirage!
His oil-wells burn the two intruders' heart;
They cannot turn so fast to be his phage!

The Eagles know the Desert-Sun is hot!
They know they cannot bear the heat for long:
They take a risk but don't want to be caught;
They cannot take the country for a song!

The Eagles may be Kings of their own skies!
The Desert-Snake rules, though on belly lies!

poem by John Celes
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Snake and Potato Bug

A TRUE TALE.

'Can such things be and overcome us like a summer cloud,
without our special wonder, '-SHAKESPEAR.

In a grocery store in Ingersoll our attention was called to a copper-headed
snake wriggling in a glass jar. We noticed a peculiarity about its head, but
soon found out it was a potato bug, which was afraid of being drowned ; and
the only above water being the snake's head and neck, it was fondly clinging
thereto. There being 'no jutty-frieze buttress or coigne of vantage, where it
could make its pendant bed, elsewhere.

Some poets they abroad do roam,
But we find themes are near to home ;
As we do seldom travel far,
This is a song of a glass jar.

Snake of species of the copper,
And on its head there was live hopper,
For we saw that funny sight
In a store, it was last night.

There in water was a snake,
And a bug so wide awake;
He was afraid that he would drown
So he clomb up on the snake's crown.

This snake it is near a foot long,
Which doth suffer this great wrong,
It thinks the bug wants it to throttle
This makes it wriggle in the bottle.

But fondly the kind hearted bug,
It doth its preserver hug,
For the bug when on the water
It is only but a squatter.

And hath taken up homestead
On the top of the snake's head,
And on the waters it doth float
Safe and happy on this boat.

poem by James McIntyre
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SnakeSkin

Now it seems
You were the snake
That I was
Trying to protect you from-
The snake with
The deadliest venum ever!
The snake that would cross
The line and never come
Back again!
The snake that would
Bite itself
The snake that would
Bite me!
For trying to
Protect it from itself!

poem by Dorsey Baker
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Plaything

The black snake
Hiding in the grass
The black snake
So frightening

The black snake
That wouldn’t let me pass
Was a toy snake
Of a little boy

A toy snake
That was all it was
A toy snake
Left there in the grass

A small toy
Of a little boy
That a little girl
Should have enjoyed

© 2009 Sonya Florentino

poem by Sonya Florentino
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Shudder/king Of Snake

Kkking of snake
King of snake
Kkking of snake
Kkking of snake
Kkking of snake
Kkking of snake
Snake
Snake
Snake
Snake
24 hours with the king of snake
Kkking of snake
Dogman and the king of snake
Im on a boast and the king of snake
Dogman and the king of snake
King of snake race
Im on a boast and the king of snake
Dogman and the king of snake
Im on a boast and the king of snake
24 hours with the king of snake
Daily daily daily daily to dream like
Tom and jerry thing
And drink drink drink
And you go ping
Daily daily daily daily to dream like
Tom and jerry thing
And drink drink drink drink
And you go ping
Heat that stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right [x4]
That stuff enough
Snake
Drink that stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right
That stuff enougha
Right [x4]
That stuff enough
Right
Daily daily daily daily to dream like
Tom and jerry thing
And drink drink drink
And you go ping
Daily daily daily daily to dream like
Tom and jerry thing
And drink drink drink
And you go ping
Heat that stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right [x4]
That stuff enough
Right [x4]
Snake
That stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right [x4]
That stuff enough
Snake
Up on the mountain
Midnight faces
Everybody got some
Big emotion
Up on the mountain
Big emotion
Same ambition
Kkking of snake snake
Kkking
Snake [x4]
24 hours with the king of snake
King of snake king of snake
24 hours with the king of snake
( snake )
( snake )
( snake )
( snake fighting its very scary )
( fighting snake )
( really dangerous )
( so its really popular )
( at midnight everybody dancing on the street here )
( everyone with same identity )
( down their saki )
( sakis really strong )
( like vodka )
( really dangerous so )
( everyone get a roll up of new newspaper )
( set it on fire )
( and put it in between )
( snake fighting )
( life )
( strong food and strong drink at midnight )

song performed by by Underworld
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Snake Charmer

Old hollow eyes got no ties
Walking by the light of the moon
A pair of shiny boots
With strings and flutes
Rising like a crazy balloom
Close your door
Hes on the loose
Here he comes
No hope for you
Ooh snake charmer
Hey mystery man
Whats your plan
Ive got to tell the world
To beware you dont care
Hell hipnotise you
And tell you lies
Hes hiding at the top of the stairs
Close your door
I see him coming out
Theres no hope for you
Ooh snake charmer
Snake charmer
Hey fancy face
Got no place
Living from a hole in the ground
Old sparkle eyes
He never cries
One step ahead of the hounds
Close your door
Hes on his way
Hes coming out of the shadows now
Theres no hope for you
Ooh snake charmer
Snake charmer
Old hollow eyes
Got no ties
Play your strings and flutes
Mystery man whats your plan
Snake charmer
Hell harm yer

song performed by by Rainbow
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1. The Real Snake Is Twisting In The Mouth

poor snake
life is equal so god says
but look at the snake
look at the snake..
it cant even walk
but slithers and always
at the lowest of place

and everywhere
the message is
it's evil, culprit of the Great Fall

everything the snake
lowly humbly takes
cane, blows and all

you can swing it, you can stretch it
you can bend it in any angle
because it's just a snake

there is a snake too
barely two inches long
yet it's the most pliable of them all
and that's the real one
where the first divine
curse should go

guarded all round
in a red glowing ruby palace
and gleaming pillars of enamel
the cunning and sly creature
in all smugness and warmth
could never get enough of the world
sweet, sour, bitter, salty, hot or cold

it could make satan of god
and god of satan and turn
the world upside down
without even having to leave home
effortless, treacherous as the Niagara Falls

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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