Silence/quietness
blown culture
no essence
money foolish by strangers
easily corrupted
decontextualised texts out of mouth
silence is not the answer but it is a waiting sign for change
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They only want love
lots of people
and lots and lots
of travelers, wayfarers
and activists and visionaries
and canvassers
and vendors
and realists and romantics
They have all asked for my love
but my constant answer is:
“No, you can’t have my love;
but you can have my money
if I can find any”
it’s the same with family and friends
strangers, neighbors, children
and relatives and enemies
eccentrics and couples
They all ask for my love
but my unwavering answer is:
“No, you can’t have my love;
but you can have my money
if I can find any”
it’s the same with strangers
and politicians and organizations
and great leaders and haloed monks
and Heavenly Saviors
and sports personalities
and charity organizers
They only want my love
but my immutable answer is:
“No, you can’t have my love;
but you can have my money
if I can find any”
The point here is
it is my task to help you see
the world is full of such
good people
They only want love
It’s never money they’re after
They only ask for my love
Never, never for my money
But still, cruel as I am,
my non-negotiable answer is:
“No, you can’t have my love;
but you can have my money
if I can find any”
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Dont Answer Me
(eric woolfson - lead vocal)
If you believe in the power magic,
I can change your mind
And if you need to believe in someone,
Turn and look behind
When we were living in a dream world,
Clouds got in the way
We gave it up in a moment of madness
And threw it all away
Dont answer me, dont break the silence
Dont let me win
Dont answer me, stay on your island
Dont let me in
Run away and hide from everyone
Can you change the things weve said and done?
If you believe in the power of magic,
Its all a fantasy
So if you need to believe in someone,
Just pretend its me
It aint enough that we meet as strangers
I cant set you free
So will you turn your back forever on what you mean to me?
Dont answer me, dont break the silence
Dont let me win
Dont answer me, stay on your island
Dont let me in
Run away and hide from everyone
Can you change the things weve said and done?
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Dj Culture
(tennant/lowe)
--------------
(attention! attention!
Trente-neuf, quarante)
Imagine a war which everyone won
Permanent holiday in endless sun
Peace without wisdom, one steals to achieve
Relentlessly, pretending to believe
Attitudes are materialistic, positive or frankly realistic
Which is terribly old-fashioned, isnt it?
Or isnt it?
(dj culture) dance with me
(dj culture) lets pretend
Living in a satellite fantasy
Waiting for the night to end
(dj culture dj d)
Lets pretend we won a war
Like a football match, ten-nil the score
Anythings possible, were on the same side
Or otherwise on trial for our lives
Ive been around the world for a number of reasons
Ive seen it all, the change of seasons
And i, my lord, may I say nothing?
(dj culture) dance with me
(dj culture) lets pretend
Living in a satellite fantasy
Waiting for the night to end (dj culture)
(dj culture) dance with me
(dj culture) lets pretend
Living in a satellite fantasy
Wondering whos your friend (dj culture)
Now as a matter of pride
Indulge yourself, your every mood
No feast-days, or fast-days, or days of abstinence intrude
Consider for a minute who you are (consider/who you are)
What youd like to change, never mind the scars (change)
Bury the past, empty the shelf (bury the past)
Decide its time to reinvent yourself (its time)
Like liz before betty, she after sean
Suddenly youre missing, then youre reborn
And i, my lord, may I say nothing?
(dj culture) (dance with me)
(dj culture) (dance with me)
Living in a satellite fantasy
Waiting for the night to end (dj culture)
(dj culture) dance with me
(dj culture) lets pretend
Living in a satellite fantasy
Wondering whos your friend (dj culture)
(dj culture) and i, my lord, (une foix)
(dj culture) may I say nothing? (deux fois)
Living in a satellite fantasy
Waiting for the night to end (dj culture)
(attention! attention! attention! attention!)
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Crossing Over
I see the lights,
I see the road
I see everything in the
highway code
I've been whipped
and I've been spun cown
there ain't no religion here
And I'm homeward bound
Wherever you go,
wherever you are
I am crossing over
to the other side
And now I am waiting for an answer,
some kind of sign
Looking for a love
to be my guide
I am crossing over
to the other side
Friendships come
and lifetimes go
In their passing to the
bigger show
The river runs,
the tides will turn
If there's a hell,
well I've yet to learn
Wherever you go,
wherever you are
I am crossing over
to the other side
And now I am waiting for an answer,
some kind of sign
Looking for a love
to be my guide
I am crossing over
to the other side
To dream the dream that's over
before it's gone
To hold your lover here
while your heart beats so strong
Baby when I love you
when everything is gone
When I'm kissing heaven
this love is never wrong
Solo
I hear the singing,
I hear the shout
The talk of meaning
for those in doubt
But amid all the wailing and
the wringing hands
Everybody thinks
does anyone understand?
Wherever you go,
wherever you are
I am crossing over
to the other side
And now I am waiting for an answer,
some kind of sign
Looking for a love
to be my guide
I am crossing over
to the other side
I am crossing over
to the other side
And now I am waiting for an answer,
some kind of sign
Looking for a love
to be my guide
Cos I am crossing over
to the other side
song performed by by Ufo
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Getting old and waiting for love
Getting old and waiting for love
~
Love me please I ask
I am growing older by the day
And I am tired by waiting
Is there something wrong with me
That I am unable to see or change
Love me please I ask
While still waiting on a answer
Is money my downfall
The lack of it prohibits me
From travelling to places new
Going to restaurants and bars
I am tied to where I can walk
And live a life on budget
But I am still me regardless
With the right love the right help
I maybe could make something
Make something of myself
But who is there to support me
When I am still asking
Love me, love me please
Who is there in the dead of night
When my doubts come to haunt me
Laughing at what I said
So I wait on who will answer
Love me, love me please
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Where Have You Been?
Verse 1:
Somethings funny bout your touch lately
Its like youve been touching someone else
And the sound of your voice,
Well somethings stopping you from being yourself
Weve always been honest -
And painfully so -
So tell me though I dont want to hear
I have to ask you
Where have you been?
cause I think I know the answer
And its not what I wanted to hear
Dear, where have you been?
Ive been waiting up for you
I dont want to accuse but
Your eyes and mouth they tell a different story
I dont want to hear it but -
The truth -
Where have you been?
Verse 2:
(well) I know its easy to lose faith
We look simply for a change of pace
And I know my moods, they go up and down
But when youre climbing walls, dont I stick around?
You caught me
On some little white lies
Its you who taught me
About silent goodbyes
I have to ask you
Where have you been?
cause I think I know the answer
And its isnt what I wanted to hear
Dear, where have you been?
Ive been waiting up for you
I dont want to accuse but
Your eyes and mouth they tell a different story
I dont want to hear it-
But the truth-
Where have you been?
Bridge:
A silent cry fills the room
I hear it no sooner than the words ring true
I knew it all along
Please erase this song
End this harsh reality
What did you do to me? oh.....
I have to ask you
Where have you been?
cause I think I know the answer
And it isnt what I wanted to hear
No
Ive been waiting up for you
I have to ask you
Where have you been?
I think I know the answer
Its written all over your face
No-no-no
No-no-no-no
I dont want to know - yeah
Your eyes and mouth they tell a different story
I dont want to hear it -
But the truth -
Where have you been?
I dont want to hear it - but tell me
Where have you been?
No...
Where have you been?
Where have you been?
song performed by by Debbie Gibson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Return Post
(v. peterson/s. hoffs)
Vicki
Writing the lines as they come to me
Scratching them out almost immediately
Dont know what its done to me
Its cold and its wet its been raining all night
And theres a letter Ive been trying to write
Something better waiting somewhere for me
One of them is sitting on the wrong coast
One awaits an answer by return post
Waiting, waiting
Try to remember how long its been
There was more to us than paper and pen
Think how easy it is to conceal
And I know when were together again
Well be strangers for an hour and then
Well have to figure out if this thing is real
One of them is sitting on the east coast
One awaits an answer by return post
Waiting, waiting
Take a drink and staring out the window
Wondering how long this can continue
Waiting, waiting
song performed by by Bangles
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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$$$$ and Some Change
Teasing the populace
A few in the acropolis lean back and forth
To a new opulent apocalypse
Profit margins monstrous
Changes lives to hieroglyphs
And knowledge sits in a store
At half price in obelisks
When you buy a novelist a silver spoon or a fork
-If it used to be familiar but now looks so strange
It’s just a side effect of money and some change
Money is a gossip kit
Its essence has a presence that screams
With glee while remaining ominous
Keeps the poor anonymous
Makes and breaks the politics
In any scene you can dream
It’s waiting on new hostages
Colored pink, purple, mellow yellow, blue or green
-If it used to be familiar but now looks so strange
It’s just a side effect of money and some change
Money finds new relatives
Money boosts the memory
Money heightens sensory
Money is a sedative
Money makes good company
Money lives so comfortably
Never gives and never needs any kind of reason
Never free but always free in and out of every season
poem by P.R. Prosper
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The Culture Of Stupidity
Open your naive eyes…..,
To the Culture Of Stupidity….,
It’s all around you….,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….! !
No way to escape….,
From the Culture Of Stupidity ….,
It haunts and stalks you…,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….! !
It’s hard to believe it….,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….,
That so many can’t see it….,
The Culture Of Stupidity …! !
As liberals keep shying away…..,
From the overwhelming threat…..,
Of radical terrorism today…..,
How long will The Culture Of Stupidity go on….? ?
My answer is as simple as this….,
The Culture Of Stupidity shall live on…..,
As long as humankind and liberalism will exist…! !
poem by Trade Martin
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The Culture Of Stupidity
Open your eyes…..,
To the Culture Of Stupidity….,
It’s all around us….,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….! ! !
We can’t escape….,
From the Culture Of Stupidity ….,
It haunts and annoys us…,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….! ! !
It’s hard to believe it….,
The Culture Of Stupidity ….,
Why so many can’t see it….,
The Culture Of Stupidity …! ! !
So tell me, The Culture Of Stupidity ….,
How long will it go on….? ? ?
The answer is as simple as this….,
The Culture Of Stupidity shall live…..,
As long as humankind will exist…! ! !
poem by Trade Martin
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Vulture Culture
Lenny zakatek - lead vocal
Somehow you made it in the big wide world
And youre absolutely home and dry
You got away from a one horse town
And the only way out was to fly
You heard a lot about an easy street
And it seems like the place to be
You heard some talk about a slippery slope
But you think it cant happen to me
Vulture culture
Use it or you lose it
Vulture culture
Choose it or refuse it
Hollywood is calling wont you join the dance
Moving onto wall street why not take a chance
Its a vulture culture
Never lend a loser a hand
Just a vulture culture
Living off the fat of the land
Nowhere to turn around and catch your breath
Its all relatively trouble free
No need to bother with the bottom line
Or a money back guarantee
You sign a deal thats been etched in stone
Its absolutely cut and dry
Thats when they got you in the danger zone
And the only way out is to die
Vulture culture
Use it or you lose it
Vulture culture
Choose it or refuse it
Hollywood is waiting striking up the band
Everyone on wall street shakes you by the hand
Such a vulture culture
Never lend a loser a hand
Just a vulture culture
Living off the fat of the land
Use it or you lose it
Choose it or refuse it
Hollywoods a no go not a second chance
Nobody on wall street gives a second glance
Its a vulture culture
Moving to the beat of the band
Its a vulture culture
Never lend a loser a hand
Its just a vulture culture
Living off the fat of the land
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Artificial Reality
If they could see,
The lives they live
Change
Living behind a wall
The other side so strange
Corrupted by the power
The people so afraid
The people so sick
If they could see
The real world
Change
Belonging in this wall
The people so small
Conceived by lies and Alibis s
Talk of one all so wrong
Secretly running all along
If they could see
Overseas
Change
Corrupted by there own
Nothing can be seen
Nothing can be felt
Living in an artificial reality
Telling themselves there right
Nothing to fear
Since they have there excuses
Nothing to See
Since a wall erects
If they could see
The price they pay
Change
They say their brave
But when you live behind a wall
There isn't anything to face
Since were the ones who see
The bombs red glare
If they could see
The streets corrupted
Change
With a land so pure
A conspiracy so true
Why most god bless
If so ideal
If they could see
What needs to be blessed
Change
Living in an artificial reality
Telling themselves there right
Nothing to hear
But whats on Tv
Nothing to Feel
Since they have their world
This land filled with lies
Corrupted by their own kind
Dreaming on
Creeping on
Freedom is the expression
In this land behind walls
poem by Aaron Banen
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This Is God
Hey, this is God
Can I please have your attention
There's a need for intervention
Man, I'm disappointed in what I'm seeing
Yeah, this is God
You fight each other in my name
Treat life like it's a foolish game
I'd say you've got the wrong idea
Oh, all I'm asking for is love
Well I've seen you hurt yourselves enough
Oh, I've been waiting on a change in you
Yeah, this is God
I've given everything to you
But look at what you do
to the world that I created
This is God
What's with this attitude and hate
You grow more ignorant with age
You had it made, now look at all you've wasted
Oh, all I'm asking for is love
Oh, I've seen you hurt yourselves enough
Oh, I've been waiting on a change in you, yeah
I know your every thought,
Your heart and soul and every move
There are so many consequences
To the things you do
All I'm asking for is love
Haven't you hurt yourselves enough
Oh, I've been waiting on a change in you
A change in you, oh
This is God
song performed by by Phil Vassar
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Money Can Buy
Money can buy a house,
But not a home.
Money can buy a pen,
Not a writing.
Money can buy a book,
But not knowledge.
Money can buy a fan
But not wind.
Money can buy a bed,
But not sleep.
Money can buy an equipment,
But not a skill.
Money can buy food,
But not appetite.
Money can buy luxuries,
But not culture.
Money can buy amusement,
But not happiness.l
poem by Anju Addanki
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Strangers But Strangers And Strangers
strangers but strangers and strangers
life goes on truth goes gos on humanity goes on
meaning goes on time goes on rain goes on storms go on
animals kingdom s go on in the forest of Darwin
strangers but strangers and strangers
images go on in the line of alternative realities
images are close relationship with human existence
strangers but strangers and strangers
facts are not strange but language is strange
strangers but strangers and strangers
Museum of Culture
Preserving the culture has been like the tusk of mastodons,
This is only suitable for preserving in the billiard balls,
Sustaining the culture has been like the extinct saber truth,
That is only suitable for experimental use.
Other customs are influencing on the real ones,
Like Mongols of east, east culture is ruling west,
And, as barbarians of west, west cultures have come to east,
So, preserving it has been a museum’s job.
In the show case of museum our tradition is seeing the change,
Youth are busy copying other’s tradition,
All are getting puzzled in culture,
Can’t we once again retain our own ethnicity?
The clear answer I hear is ‘no’.
Thanks to Museum of culture which is dong it.
poem by Sambidhan Acharya
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Change Of Heart
Here I am
just like i said i would be
I'm your friend
just like you think it should be
Did you think i woukld stand here and lie
as our moment was passing us by
Oh I am here
Waiting fopr your change of heart
it just takes a beat
to turn it around
Yes I'm waiting for your change of heart
at the edge of my seat
please turn it around
Days go by
leaving me with a hunger
I could fly
back to when we were younger
When adventures like cars we would ride
and the years lie ahead still untried
While i stand here
Waiting for your change of heart...
Blind leading blind
never hear the laughter
search through time
nothing reveals the answer
If it's truth that you're looking to find
It is nowhere outside of your mind
I bide my time
Waiting for your change of heart
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper from Twelve Deadly Cyns ...and then some
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Early Works - No Answer
Around and around the whole world goes
stopping never
around and around the clock hands go round
stopping always when the spring unwinds
around and around we go on life’s never ending road
around and around.
People pass in lonely spheres
never talking never stopping
strangers, friends and family
strangers are we always
lonely in our world
we pass on and on.
Uncertainty is forever
lasts and lingers on
eternity is impossible
end must come sometime
where do we go from here
the questions always asked.
Life must be something more
than we can comprehend
but what I question
no answer returns
only silence of a coming day
but what I ask again
once more only silence calls
so nothing is all I know.
23 October 1979
poem by David Harris
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Racism and the Culture Of Racism
We must be aware…..,
Of the Culture Of Racism….,
It’s a slur and a swear….,
The Culture Of Racism….! ! !
Can’t turn your back….,
On the Culture Of Racism….,
Or you’ll feel the whack…,
Of the Culture Of Racism….! ! !
It’s hard to believe….
The Culture Of Racism….,
That’s why we all grieve….,
The Culture Of Racism…! ! !
We must face the facts….,
On the Culture Of Racism ….! ! !
Cause we’ve seen the attacks…..,
Of the Culture Of Racism….,
It follows us all…,
The Culture Of Racism….,
But we must stand tall….,
Against the Culture Of Racism….! ! !
Can we control or stop it….,
As long as it’s been livin’….? ? ?
That’s the priceless question….,
On the Culture Of Racism…! ! !
poem by Trade Martin
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Lessons In Hunger
'Do you like me?'
I asked the blue blazer.
No answer.
Silence bounced out of his books.
Silence fell off his tongue
and sat between us
and clogged my throat.
It slaughtered my trust.
It tore cigarettes out of my mouth.
We exchanged blind words,
and I did not cry,
and I did not beg,
blackness lunged in my heart,
and something that had been good,
a sort of kindly oxygen,
turned into a gas oven.
Do you like me?
How absurd!
What's a question like that?
What's a silence like that?
And what am I hanging around for,
riddled with what his silence said?
poem by Anne Sexton
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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