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A Most Unusual Girl

My girlfriend is a phenomenon,
she has a power in her hand,
she's capable of changing things,
of which I don't understand.

She can bring life to the departed
but they are not as they were.
They become uncaring, cruel, and evil,
and throw verbal abuse at her.

I think they're plotting to harm her
as a thanks for what she's done.
But she laughs at any thought of this
and says she lives to help everyone.

But I think she naively underestimates
what these living corpses can do.
I see them when the sun goes down,
and they're not like me and you.

When she came home this evening,
I told her she was living a lie,
and now she's behaving very strangely,
and I believe I'm about to die.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Living God

Living God
Maker of all the heaven and earth
We want to worship you
Living God
You are the prince of peace
The master of the universe
Living God
We are your children
We will never forget you
And you will never forget us either
Living God
We give all the glory to you
Living God
You take away our sins
Living God
We are not perfect like you
So I hope you understand this
Because we are human beings
And we have our faults also
Living God
You are worth to be praise
Living God
Take the place of all the power
Living God
Behold, it comes in might,
The power that is power,
The light that is in darkness,
The shade in dazzling light
It is joy that never spoke,
Living God

poem by Aldo Kraas
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There Is Nothing Wrong With Power

'Tis sad to think that many with power abuse it those with power who abuse it weak not strong
There is nothing wrong with having power in the first place it is the abuse of it that is all wrong
For the abuse of power leads to serious crimes against the powerless though power in good hands it is quite okay
And good people with power never do abuse it they use it in the most constructive way
Some people with power are quite benign people and philanthropic one of them can say
But those who abuse their power to the law may never answer though to karma there's a price they have to pay
The abuse of power leads to dictatorial regimes that leads to serious crimes against humanity
In the despicable crimes against women and children the wrongs of power gone wrong for all to see
The people who abuse their power should never have it though to their power they desperately do cling
Power in the right hands an adavantage to others and power in the wrong hands is a dangerous thing
There is nothing wrong with power from once 'tis used well but some with power they do abuse their rule
And some with power they can become quite nasty and derive pleasure out of being cruel
But power in the right hands can be a blessing and kind people with power their praise we ought sing
Since they have the gift of empathy within them and happiness to others they do bring.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Who's Living With That Mission?

Who here,
Lives to dance and sing?
Who here,
Lives to hear the birds singing?
And who here,
Lives their life just to give?
Who's living with that mission?

Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?

Who here,
Wakes up to give a damn?
Who here,
Demands to give a helping hand?
And who here,
Knows that peace has a chance?
Who's living with that mission?

Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?

Who here,
Thinks about their fellowman?
Who here,
Gives their neighbor understanding?
And who here,
Wants the bleeding done by man...
To end and please them?

Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?

Who here,
Thinks about what is right?
Who here,
Wants to do that day and night?
And who here,
Prays conflicts and fights
Would end!

Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?

Who here,
Lives to dance and sing?
Who here,
Lives to hear the birds singing?
And who here,
Lives their life just to give?
Who's living with that mission?

Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?
Who's living with that mission?

And who here,
Wants the bleeding done by man...
To end and please them?

Who's living with that mission?

Who's living with that,
As ambition?
To live to give as a mission?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Way You Want Me To

Won't throw no shame on you
Don't wanna put you through
Those lives you've lived before
Coz I can give you more
Baby take my hand
And try to understand
That I'll be here for you
Just the way you want me to

Girl like you're wastin all your time
You're going outta your mind
Well all the tears you been cryin
And I don't want the things he's putting you through
The cheatin only can prove
You never know what to do
Yeah

Just tell me what you feel inside
Stop thinking about foolish pride
Coz I could see me in your eyes
The way that you've been holding tight
It's time to begin to feel
The kind of love that's really real
Yeah
Girl let me tell you the deal

Won't throw no shame on you
Don't wanna put you through
Those lives you've lived before
Coz I can give you more
Baby take my hand
And try to understand
That I'll be here for you
Just the way you want me to

It's time for you to decide
What you want from your life
Don't want to compromise
Coz I can give you everything that you need
Open your eyes and you'll see
That I can set you free baby
You come to me with a broken heart
You'll feel the love from the very start
It's time for you to part
From a man that leaves you in the dark
It's time to find a man to break you from the trance
Now baby here is your chance

Won't throw no shame on you
Don't wanna put you through
Those lives you've lived before
Coz I can give you more
Baby take my hand
And try to understand
That I'll be here for you
Just the way you want me to

Won't throw no shame on you
Don't wanna put you through
Those lives you've lived before
Coz I can give you more
Baby take my hand
And try to understand
That I'll be here for you
Just the way you want me to

I know just what you're going through
You need love that'll always be true
Look at my eyes
Girl I'll give it to you
The way you want me to

Won't throw no shame on you
Don't wanna put you through
Those lives you've lived before
Coz I can give you more
Baby take my hand
And try to understand
That I'll be here for you
Just the way you want me to

Won't throw no shame on you
Don't wanna put you through
Those lives you've lived before
Coz I can give you more
Baby take my hand
And try to understand
That I'll be here for you
Just the way you want me to

Won't throw no shame on you
Don't wanna put you through
Those lives you've lived before
Coz I can give you more
Baby take my hand
And try to understand
That I'll be here for you
Just the way you want me to

The way you want me to
The way you want me to

song performed by by 98 Degrees from Revelation
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Feel

Come on hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living.
Not sure I understand,
This role Ive been given.
I sit and talk to god
And he just laughs at my plans,
My head speaks a language, I dont understand.
(chorus)
I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in.
cause I got too much life,
Running through my veins, going to waste.
I dont wanna die,
But I aint keen on living either.
Before I fall in love,
Im preparing to leave her.
I scare myself to death,
Thats why I keep on running.
Before Ive arrived, I can see myself coming.
(chorus)
I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in.
cause I got too much life,
Running through my veins, going to waste.
And I need to feel, real love
And a life ever after.
I cannot get enough.
(instrumental)
(chorus)
I just wanna feel real love,
Feel the home that I live in,
I got too much love,
Running through my veins, going to waste.
I just wanna feel real love,
In a life ever after
Theres a hole in my soul,
You can see it in my face, its a real big place.
(instrumental)
Come and hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living,
Not sure I understand,
This role Ive been given
Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.
Not sure I understand.

song performed by by Robbie Williams
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The Evil That Men Do

Love is a razor and I walked the line
On that silver blade
Slept in the dust with his daughter
Her eyes red with
The slaughter of innocence
But I will pray for her
I will call her name out loud
I would bleed for her
I only I could see her now
Living on a razors edge
Balancing on a ledge
Living on a razors edge
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
Circle of fire my baptism of joy and at an end it seems
The seventh lamb slain
The book of life opens before me
But I will pray for you
And some day I may return
I would die for you
Beyond is where I learn

song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Evil Laughter

On thing I admire, nay two things
always strike me as admirable:
The way evil characters always
laugh with total happy abandon

About their plots to overthrow the
world, and the way they always
love their cats, mostly white with
blue eyes – given the importance

Of joyous laughter in our lives,
people having pets living longer,
healthy lives - this phenomenon
is deserving of attention

I am thinking of a scheme to overthrow
the world so I can throw back my head
to laugh long and hard and happily,
Hollywood has this down pat

By making villains keep taped laughter
in a box – preferably on a wheel-chair’s
side – as villains are mostly sitting there,
having lost a limb or two

They turn it on for special effect upon
pronouncing their next evil event – luckily
my cell-phone announces incoming messages
with a bout of hysterical laughter

I always irritate my wife by laughing along; the
cat I already have, an evil creature, trying to
scratch me whenever I pass - I’m sure to
enjoy all the advantages of evil

Laughter; keeping an arch-villain cat as the
basis of the evil plot that is my life!

poem by Robert Smith
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O Living Always--Always Dying

O LIVING always--always dying!
O the burials of me, past and present!
O me, while I stride ahead, material, visible, imperious as ever!
O me, what I was for years, now dead, (I lament not--I am content;)
O to disengage myself from those corpses of me, which I turn and look
at, where I cast them!
To pass on, (O living! always living!) and leave the corpses behind!

poem by Walt Whitman
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Have Mercy on thy Children, Man!

’Tis only man who kills his own
offsprings while in their mother’s womb;
And turns his human heart to stone,
and sanctity of womb to tomb!

The womb is now a slaughter-house!
The child can’t see the light of day;
The blame doesn’t go to either spouse;
The unborn children have no say!

What evil heart dares bring piecemeal
The little ‘homo sapiens’,
Forgetting it can sense and feel,
And lies in womb without defence!

The life within the womb hasn’t rights;
Parents decide the unborn’s fate;
No one will change the poor child’s plight;
Millions have died this way till date!

What cruel gadgets harm the child,
Dismembering it while alive!
Such things aren’t done by beasts in wild,
Freedom to live, can man deprive?

When man can kill his own like this,
What wrath can fill the heart of God!
Will Nature not deny him bliss,
And give him on earth stern a rod?

Man, have a heart for little ones;
Life is life in the tiniest ant!
If you pile corpses in the tons,
No living God will hear your chant.

All human lives are sacred most;
Man can’t kill babies and then boast;
Such murders will become a ghost,
And haunt him life-time, turning worst!

The God who allows life to start
Cannot forgive the man who kills,
For flimsy reasons without heart by
In ruthless ways and ev’n pills!

Oh, stop these senseless killings, man!
Lest scourge of God fall upon you!
Do good and increase your life-span;
Let evil thoughts not woo you through!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-24-2009

poem by John Celes
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The Abuser

it does not matter if you're male or female
in the mind of a abuser
they will always prevail.
when you allow the abuse from the start
in you life, it becomes a part.

whether it's verbal or physical, it matters not
you let it start, and it won't stop.
the verbal can be more damaging than the physical
because it becomes daily.

like a sculptor chipping away at its mold
until it becomes the way that they want it to be.
and if you don't stop it
you will never be free.

they do it because of their own inadequacy.
which is something that their mind won't see.
how much abuse should you take
before it becomes much to late?

the verbal abuser will always put you to the ground
and expect you to not make a sound.
they will tell you that you was put here to serve.
and to make a move, you have no nerve.

that you must obey their every command
and that you are the scum of the land.
if you have no - or low self esteem
it is something which will be seen.

and when an abuser has you in their sight
no matter what you do, it won't be right.
STOP the abuse, before it's too late.
for this can not be your destined fate.

the verbal abuse will always start first
then from there, it will get worse.
YOU must walk away, so that they can see
a victim you will not be.

(abuse is like a broken tool, it could damage whatever is good)

poem by Louis Rams
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Living Without Your Love

(michael bolton/doug james)
Looks like you win
Its just like you called it from the start
I let you in
Now I cant get you out of my heart
Here I am
Im dreamin about you night and day
Wanting you
Needing you
Hopin you stay
All of my life
I thought I knew the taste of sweet
In my eye
My life was so complete
There you were
That same smile you wear tonight
Suddenly
This heart and me
Cant understand how
Ive been living without your love
Never know how I did it so long
Living without your love
All I know is I just cant go on
Living without your love
Darlin Ive had more than enough
Living without your love
Till I found you
I never knew love could feel like this
Now that I do
I wanna make up for what I missed
Here we are
What I thought was just a dream
Its comin true
Because of you
I know what love means
And Ive been living without your love
Never know how I made it so long
Living without your love
All I know is I just cant go on
Living without your love
Darlin Ive had more than enough
Of living without your love
All the world couldnt see
But somehow you knew
Everything I ever needed
Id find it with you
(Ive been) Ive been living without your love
Never know how I made it so long
Living without your love
All I know is I just cant go on
Living without your love
Darlin Ive had more than enough
Of living without your love

song performed by by Eric Carmen
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Leave It Open

With my ego in my gut,
My babbling mouth would wash it up.
(but now Ive started learning how,)
I keep it shut.
My door was never locked,
Until one day a trigger come cocking.
(but now Ive started learning how,)
I keep it shut.
Wide eyes would clean and dust
Things that decay, things that rust.
(but now Ive started learning how,)
I keep em shut.
I keep em shut.
Harm is in us.
Harm is in us, but power to arm.
Harm is in us.
Harm in us, but power to arm.
Harm is in us.
(leave it open!)
Harm is in us, but power to arm.
Narrow mind would persecute it,
Die a little to get to it.
(but now Ive started learning how.)
I leave it open.
I kept it in a cage,
Watched it weeping, but I made it stay.
(but now Ive started learning how.)
I leave it open.
I leave it open.
Harm is in us.
Harm in us, but power to arm.
Harm is in us.
Harm in us, but power to arm.
Harm is in us.
(leave it open!)
Harm in us, but power to arm.
Harm is in us.
Harm in us, but power to arm.
Harm is in us.
(leave it open!)
Harm in us, but power to arm.
Harm is in us.
Harm in us, but power to arm.
Harm is in us.
Har in us, but power to arm.
Harm is in us!
Harm is in us!
Harm is in us!
Harm is in us!
Harm is in us!
Harm is in us--
Harm in you and in me!
What you letting in?
Tell me what youre letting in.
Say what were gonna let in!
We let the weirdness in.
We let the weirdness in.
We let the weirdness in.
We let the weirdness in.
We let the weirdness in.

song performed by by Kate Bush
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Like only a small grain of sand

Like only a small grain of sand,
my life, the lives of all living people,
and the whole planet lies in Your hand
while for your power there are no boundaries;
You know all things far past mere wishes
and do know each intimate thought
and even the secret, the most intense,
while in the darkness
the Satan tampers as Your biggest enemy
but You know everything, to You everyone is somebody.

poem by Gert Strydom
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When life is not worth living

When somebody
Hurts you
Cheats you
Deceives you
Abuse you
You don’t like him
When you feel
Things are not
Going the way
You wished
When your dreams
Are not filled
When you fail
When people don’t
Understand you
Respect you
Care for you
You feel lost
And depressed
You think that life is
Not worth living
Have you ever thought?
Of talking to yourself
Close your eyes
And
Introspect in solace
You shall know,
The mistakes
You committed
The way you behaved
And treated people
False ego
Unrealistic dreams
You saw
Mistrust
You had for people
Work on them
You shall find life
Worth living

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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These Are Just Years

i thought home is where we went when we fell out of favour
ive since learned that home is where we go to learn what favours are
home is a language we all understand
and this is how the language came to me
i realise
home is where we dont feel things
fortune has arranged that the language wont abandon us
it never will abandon us
if you dont miss your home
i cant remember much about my home
when im away from...
home, where were welcome
we appear to be like you
the were welcome when we
appear to be alike
living in fiction
just seems much better than living in words
if you live in fiction
homes no match for a word
ever existence
the more you go on the same as before
the more you light up the same as this time
the more you sing
all your songs about
all your...
living in fiction
is much more better than living in words
if you live in fiction
homes much better than words
living in fiction
just seems much better than living in words
if you live in fiction
then homes no better than words
im in fiction [x6]
and what i see it seems so standard
it always seems that youre left stranded [x6]
why dont you look beond
the village wall?
look beyond the village wall
weve got four walls at home
got four walls at home
and these walls around your head
thats what they are
theyre walls around your head
an empty head is creative
and direct me
to where you come from
and what you thought you knew
where you come from
[?]
home is the most overused word [x4]
love is the most overused word
just are the most overused words
picture this the most

song performed by by Idlewild
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The Bully

They coerce and they abuse and they also harass
As though that is their only purpose for living
It gives them a power when others they try to surpass
But their deeds and themselves, are unforgiving,
They enjoy to punch and laugh and ridicule
As though to feel better about their own rejection
Their targets are weak, so that is their fuel
But they do it, as they know not of love or affection,
They pick on people who are weaken than them
As though they are jealous and envious of their being
But sometimes the aggressor is a she and not a him
As through sad blackened eyes we are seeing,
They enjoy to pester and get on anyone's nerve
With no concerns or worries about them or any person
In the end though they will get what they truly deserve
But until then their life and hating and uncaring will worsen,
They are overbearing, they badger and they intimidate
They are also arrogant if we could understand them fully
Braggarts and showoffs they are who everyone does hate
And to us all they are simply known as the bully.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Right Before Your Eyes

When the door shuts
Don't worry about me
Its not attention that I want from you
I need you to trust who I'm gonna be
And in everything I'm going to do
Cause I'm not afraid
Of what I don't know
For understanding is all that I earn
What is for sure is I'm gonna to go
I'm gonna to live and I'm going to learn
And I know there will be mistakes that I will make
But I know they're not worse than chances I don't take, take
Right before your eyes I am changing, changing
New life on the inside I am changing, changing
When the door shuts
Its shuts in front of me
A new person that I have become
I follow my heart to my destiny
But living in fear and sorrow is done
There will be no more feeling that I'm all alone
I will surround myself with things that help me grow, grow
Right before your eyes I am changing, changing
New life on the inside I am changing, changing
Right before your eyes I am changing, changing
New life on the inside I am changing, changing
Right before your eyes I am changing, changing
New life on the inside I am changing, changing
Right before your eyes
Right before your eyes

song performed by by Hoobastank
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She's Got A Girlfriend Now

she has a girlfriend now
she has a girlfriend now
she has a girlfriend now, she said
"guys don't do no more for me"
"you never loved me, like i wanted you to"
"i loved you baby, what do you want me to do?"
she said she found someone who's gonna hold her hand
she said she found someone who's gonna understand
she don't need nobody to be her man
she dont need nobody to be her man
i never thought it would end like this
just because i've got no tits
i'll shave my legs,
i'll wear a bra
i'll even cut my penis off for you...
she has a girlfriend now

song performed by by Reel Big Fish
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Broken Home

she came from a broken home
where the parents at each other
would throw stones.

every day they would argue, bicker
and fight, all the way til the night.
not realizing their childs plight.

the child to them in turn would scream
but in the battle she was not seen.
from her father she had sexual abuse
fighting with him, was of no use.

he forced himself upon her at a very young age
from there on, her life would never be the same.

living in fear of what he would do
and who she could turn to.
where could she go
the judicial system moves very slow.

when she had told her mother.
her mother said it could never be
why would he go with you
when he has me?

she knew then, that she would have to leave
and with her being gone, no one would grieve.
she would pack her bags, with everything
she owned, and on the road she would go.

with tears in her eyes, she walked out
the door, to return never more.
and as she got to the swinging gate
her mother screamed to her
but it was too late.

on her dresser bureau, her mother found this note.

you gave birth to me, and brought me
into this world, and you had always said
that i was your little girl.

but when i told you what had happened to me
you laughed and turned your back on me.
so now i am leaving, because i can not
continue this abuse,
don't look for me, it will be of no use.

i love you mom, for you are my mother
just watch out for my little brother.
i am a child from a broken home
and i know that i'm not alone.

poem by Louis Rams
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It Lives

We are just but thought and pure energy.
That is all we are...
Living within an entity.
And the concept of God isn't a physical being at all.
It is a radiance of everything,
And we are the reflection upon this Earth...
It has installed.
This 'Ball' breathes, feeds, eats and sees.
It lives!
God chose it to make us like 'them'.
Those that live within and outside of us.
This...'Energy'
And that is why our consciousness of 'It'...
Has to be lifted!
And the more we harm 'it' and its wishes...
The more we harm 'ourselves'!
And God wants us to connect with IT!
It lives!
That's why it must be kept cherished.
That's why we must rise above our ignorance.
It lives.
None of us are going back...
To inhabitate Mars!
We are where we are to be what and who we are,
Here!
And it lives!
Not to be controlled or ruled by us!
But we are very much controlled by it...
As it commands!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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