Animal Planet pt2
Dragged down to the ground with a shoulder out of place
A man struggles all about, anguish carved into his face
His attacker stands up, but only for a moment
He takes this time out to notice his blood roaming
A second later he feels a sharp pain in his back
His attacker brought his knee down with all the force he had
One, and two, and three times he fell
Screaming each time like the damned souls of hell
The man lay still, mind adrift in the wind
Sees the smiling faces and him amidst his kin
They reach out to him and he reaches in return
Only to return to a fire that’s started to burn
His attacker must’ve tired because it seemed like some time
Since he felt any blows manhandling his spine
He could be paralyzed, in any case
He couldn’t just lie there and die
His attacker stood at his head like one of prominence
Spit on the man and asserted his pure dominance
But suddenly dropped to the floor in agonizing pain
The man had cut a tendon and a very lively vein
Blade in hand and moving as fast as stone
The man crept to his attacker and brought the point home
Over and over as his eyes filled with tears
Collapsed on his attacker and let go of his shears
Barely breathing but alive he can hear the fans cheer
poem by P.R. Prosper
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Wars based on principle are far more destructive... the attacker will not destroy that which he is after.
quote by Alan Watts
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Rare Gesture
Yes “Amineh” she was and so beautiful
My eyes became wet and tearful
When I saw her coming out of courtroom
There was powerful joy and no gloom
Her attacker was given sentence
Whole courtroom was tense
“Eye for an eye” court pronounced
Majid, the attacker was completely silenced
Amineh was really rose and attractive
No one dared to approach her to make submissive
She had her own way to live with joy
But Majid had ill wish at her to enjoy
When she was in street at night
The stars may twinkle at her sight
Such beautiful creation was having eclipse
Soon was to be destroyed his lovely face and lips
She refused to surrender at his request
That was only her fault to meet with rest
The blind man turned complete hostile
The acid was thrown on her face meanwhile
Her world darkened and lost the chance
To live with dram boy happily at once
Where will she go now and hide her face?
She was left behind with no future to trace
She died every moment to get justice
Majid got imprisonment with notice
Today the sentence was pronounced
“Eye for an eye” verdict was announced
Amineh watched the death shadow on his face
She wanted death fear to be seen in any case
The fear shadow completely silenced people
She thought for a while and sensed the trouble
“Why death for death” her soul revolted
She prayed for sentenced to be jolted
Lesser punishment for crime committed
Since the crime was in earnest proved and admitted
She had waited for this glorious day
Humanity at heart had not dragged her away
She left it to the almighty and wisdom
Such cases of generosity are heard seldom
Amineh.. Girls name.. Majid.. name… Recent case in Iran
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Posse
Tyree cooper the producer
But now it's scooter
Who are supa dupa
I'm the hard rhymer
The track attacker
The mic enforcer
The chick's checker
I am the law
I'm the quarterback of the scene
We bring the noise and make you scream
What?!
Candyman, that's who i am
Dave - the track attacker
The mic enforcer
The chick' checker
I'm bigger and bolder and rougher and tougher
In other words sucker there is no other
I'm bigger and bolder and rougher and tougher
In other words sucker i've got no brother
Bring the break
Lakierski materialski
Heiligeili
Chorus: posse, i need you, i need you, i need you on the floor
We need you on the floor
Back on the track, ride on
Hard as hell, though you did not expect
What?!
Candyman, the dope jam
Ice - the mad rhymer
The pitch shifter
The quick trigger
I'm bigger and bolder and rougher and tougher
In other words sucker there is no other
I'm bigger and bolder and rougher and tougher
In other words sucker i've got no brother
And herer comes the break
Chorus: posse, i need you, i need you, i need you on the floor
We need you on the floor
Yeah we want some pussy
Check your watch, we'll never stop
Posse, don't get asleep
Rock to the beat, rock to the beat,
Rock to the beat, now!
Hands up in the air!
Come on!
Chorus: posse, i need you, i need you, i need you on the floor
We need you on the floor
Chorus: posse, i need you, i need you, i need you on the floor
We need you on the floor
Heiligeili
Ihr schweine
song performed by by Scooter
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It is suggested that, in domestic violence at least, the presence or absence of a firearm, or of any other type of weapon, is of far less importance to the outcome than the passion generated in the attacker. The man who has lost control will cause serious injuries in many cases, quite irrespective of the weapon he uses and regardless of the certainty of detection and punishment.
quote by Colin Greenwood
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Pomposity
Pompous talk carries benefit for the cranium to break,
Its use was essential, yet abandoned now, but how?
Mildewy relics smash the head, like an ache of redness,
The blood will turn into cake, or whatever the brain decides.
Hidden and covert, a blunder has occurred on the neck
From an attacker not existent, but why do they roar?
Blood gushes out of a wound in the head, and heart,
For what do combinations of cells exist?
The bombastic conversation has expired
Leaving the heart with a really sound noise.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Deserter
Soldier 1: Do as they bid with interest,
To school the child and mother with it,
As a man will kick his attacker in war.
I think on deserting a cursed fellow,
One that is regarded by some as nothing.
Am I nothing?
Soldier 2: Yes, (says the forceful fellow with fellowship)
Yes I have to be it, and I have to kick the foe with might.
You are other than the foe, and you are nevertheless a let down,
You have expected me to face the unquestionable.
Soldier 1: Your reason for living is unique,
Yet my reason for existing is the same.
I am in dire need of war,
So much is the foe in front of me.
Am I nothing?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Feeling Like Mike Hammer
I feel like Mike Hammer after the third or
fourth attack by a gunman in one day, I
feel all fatigued and evil, finding the noise
in my downtown Chicago just too much;
I need the care of an electrifying beauty
to restore me to my macho bravery
I want to solve this crime so I can reach
the last page and take a momentary
break before the next attacker come
again, I want to feel the joy of seeing
how the criminal pointing his gun at me
is gunned down himself by the hair-trigger
Rifle of the skeleton who had been killed
by him thirty years ago, then turn to Velda,
my life’s love, and show her where is
paradise…
Mickey Spillane “The Snake”
poem by Robert Smith
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Lasisi
Self-esteem,
Noman can tame a tiger into a kitten by stroking it;
Self-esteem,
Show a child how to fish than how to eat fish;
And this is another message from Lasisi,
So why terminate your pregnancy? !
You were impregnated by a man but now,
You've aborted it and still walking around with other men;
But this is like another message from Lasisi,
Because you can't get rid of poverty by giving people money!
Tap them from their talents and help them from there,
For it is better to know how to fish than how to eat fish always.
We are destroyed by the destroyer and attacked by the attacker!
But one witness is not enough to convict a man accused of a crime;
So learn to do the right thing always and try to fish out for yourself.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Accusations As To Who 'Sins
People love to use the Bible,
To use for descriptions...
As to point out those of us who are 'heathens',
With accusations as to who 'sins'.
But every symbolic symbol viewed,
Shows a group of men...
Enjoying themselves at a supper said,
To be their 'last'.
No one depicts them as 'homosexuals'.
Or the one woman who appears as a lesbian.
Since this would immediately label anyone,
As a 'blasphemous' attacker of their beliefs.
People love to use the Bible,
To use for descriptions...
As to point out those of us who are 'heathens',
With accusations as to who 'sins'.
But,
If we are all indeed 'sinners' with temptations teased...
Who are those professing they are not?
With invitations to heaven...AND, get in with misdeeds?
'That turf is too controversial.
And may offend those self righteous.'
There is nothing like conforming,
To existing beliefs.
Or using the Bible to interpret literally.
Afterall, so many people have more than one.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Back to Dreams
Awoken from my dreams in the dead of night,
I sit upon my window ledge and witness natures battle,
The sky rages violent war upon the earth,
Raindrops dance like maddened assassins,
Flashes of lightening illuminate land and sky,
The picturesque landscape of my existance lives,
Thunder rumbles boom across the wide open spaces,
The melodious pitter patter of new fallen rain entrances,
Yet mother earth embraces her attacker effortlessly,
Once again she takes all the storm has to offer,
And as my eyelids become heavy with sleep,
My body weary from the activities of the day,
My soul sated with memories of this monumental event,
I slip back into my bed and drift back to dreams...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Rational Ants
From the volumes of total strength
A lesson transmitted a whole death;
One mighty foot descended at the attacker,
These ants wore a tiny prison of poison
Wrecking a fortunate end and destiny.
What do these fiends construct?
The ants antagonize and answer
A few rude joys, offering a majesty
Of wealth and learning to the escapees.
This train has journeyed from the lessons
Where teaching asked a question from the heart
And the head was heavy with thoughts of your majesty.
I see volumes of work in the tall buildings,
Bolstering a new set of worshiping places
That descend on the heaving masses
Of this whole rational thinking.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Another Man's Sin Can Do You In
Moving in the shadows on a moon lit night
a man stalked another and kept out of sight.
A grudge had to be settled by this cowardly pursuer
he wanted sweet revenge from this evil wrong doer.
The opportunity was right and he leapt from the dark
with an almighty thrust his knife went straight to the heart.
The victim lay motionless as blood oozed onto the ground
the attacker kicked him hard, so no life could be found.
The murderer looked all around to check no one had seen
then vanished into the shadows as before the death scene.
The very next day the slayer boasted to a so called friend
of how he stalked and killed a man to get his revenge.
Loose talk soon found its way to the dead man’s brother,
now this could only be settled by the death of another.
The murderer found out that he was being hunted down
so arranged an ambush at a hairdressers in town.
The dead man’s brother was told the murderer would be there
as usual watching the hairdresser trim his wife’s hair.
At 14: 30 the brother saw them and entered the salon,
he shut the door quietly, and snapped the locks on.
Seeing the murderer standing at the far end of the room
he pulled out his knife, knowing it would be over soon.
The murderer saw him approach and grinned at him
“Ah, I see you’re ready, ” he said, “then shall we begin? ”
The brother got closer and lunged forward with his knife,
but then he got stabbed with a blade by the murderer’s wife.
Coughing blood he fell to the ground and asked the woman why,
“Because your brother raped me and deserved to die.”
poem by Orlando Belo
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Dial 8
On a sea of nails in self doubt
I push this feeling further into this sound.
In all this failing i could never hide
The truth of pain that left me broken on the inside.
We are the future, We are the lie
Trapped in holy innocence we only wish to thrive
We are the nightmare buried deep in your mind
We are the travesty sweetened with your pain.
Alive, Alive, but Barely Alive.
Alive, Alive, but Barely Alive.
Shepherds spreading death
Dragged outside shot in the head.
Holy maimed again.
Dragged outside shot in the head.
A million faces in a bloody shroud
I hear their voices calling me to put you down.
Covered in blood, drowning in my hate
I covered my eyes, I covered your eyes
I covered my eyes.
We are the cancer eating at your mind.
We are the ministries for all of your crimes.
Shepherds spreading deaht.
Dragged outside shot in the head
Holy maimed again.
Dragged outside shot in the head
Dragged outside shot in the head
Holy maimed, holy maimed again.
song performed by by Velvet Acid Christ
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Human Being
[INSPIRED BY JON LONDON'S 'UNHEARD EARTH'
THANK YOU FRIEND JON]
Truth has been known here for long
truth has not grown into a song
MAN'S IDENTITY
seems to be causing
more and more of casualities
WHO AM I?
WHO ARE WE?
WHAT IS THE TRUE BOND
BETWEEN US
on a day to day
on a minute to minute
on a dawn to dawn
on a flower to flower
well in every flowering
we look at this truth
face to face
we as HUMAN BEINGS
have started focusing
we have made ourselves sharp
sharp and focused....we become
something other than a
HUMAN BEING
In life from then on
we deal with the focus and sharpness..that
the others are made up of
the natural glitter in the child's eye
we loose slowly...and
that is the absolute happiness
that we loose
from the best receptor
we become
the best attacker
we never relate
we only deal with
focused and sharp
HUMAN BEINGS
who they are not
AS HUMAN BEINGS
we are the greatest naturally
AS HUMAN BEINGS
we are the greatest receptors of all
till then.....
let us be the receptors of all
Focus and sharpness
has made us into some thing else
we no longer interact as HUMANS
A competitive edge
survival of the fittest
all these have made us
into something else
just as law cannot
similarly a diplomat
cannot...connect
us with our lives
as individual receptors
we have so many sharp ends
we are not aware of..ours is a birth
of HAPPINESS
There is no two sides
to happiness
not a grim looser..there is none
to a bright winner
LIFE HAS TO BE LIVED
THERE IS NOTHING TO WIN HERE
poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
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The Guitar Man(a duet)
Girl:
The notes carried by the wind,
Flew straight into my soul.
The 6 strings made of pure perfection.
Surrounded by a small crowd, but he was so alone.
I fell in love with the guitar man.
Fell heels over head, but he didn't turn around.
Accidentally in love, I should've turn around and ran.
But my feet few concrete and I couldn't move my ground.
Boy:
Her face kept coming around,
But I never caught her eye.
Tosses a quarter in the case.
Then she'd walk away.
But I knew I'd see her again.
I was the guitar man, I fell for a girl.
Saw her grin, with her eyes to the ground.
I wish she'd see me, smiling back at her.
I was speechless, so I'll sing her this song.
Girl: Everyday, he takes over my mind.
When the stars come out, he comes out into my dreams.
Boy: At night, she's a shooting star in the sky,
As I sit back on earth wondering if it will ever be.
Girl: I fell in love with the guitar man
Boy: (Oh I fell for her)
Girl: He didn't turn around
Boy: I saw her grin, but her eyes to the ground.
Girl: I'll never turn around and run
Boy: I wish she'd see my smiling.
(at the same time)
Girl: I sit back on earth, wondering if he'll think of me.
Boy: I sit back on earth, wondering if she'll think of me.
poem by Khloe Chace
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Time And Tears
I didn't cry all of these tears just to have you show up here again
I didn't lie awake all these nights to have you come walking back in
I didn't change my whole life around, not to mention my dreams and my plans
To have you come back with your same ol' act thinking that i'll understand
Time and tears have mended the pain
Healed all the hurt and changed everything
Time and tears i'm happy to say
Time and tears have washed it away
Time and tears have washed you away
I didn't think that i would survive the day that you walked out on me
I truly was more dead than alive; and the pain, lord i couldn't believe
I asked god to please have mercy on me and to ease all the feelings i felt
Then i saw the light, now i'm more than alright;
I'm much better off since you left
Time and tears have mended the pain
Healed all the hurt and changed everything
Time and tears have carried me through
Time and tears got me over you
Time and tears and somebody new
Time and tears is all that it takes
To mend shattered hopes or a heart when it breaks
Time and tears have carried me through
Time and tears got me over you
Time and tears and somebody new
Time and tears, time and tears got me over you
Time and tears, got me over you
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Weekend
This ones going out to everybody in the place
Sounds of the track - attacker
Go ahead!
Yes!
Here comes the chicks terminator
In control
pon the mic Im the teacher
Spread my words like a preacher
Cut the crap, get a slap
Drum and bass still on the map
pon the mic you cant stop me
Flat on your back like 1,2,3
Yeah, here we come!
Chorus:
Love in a womans heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part.
Strange that this feeling grows more and more
cause I never loved someone like you before.
Alright crew, its weekend!
Yes, we are not the monkeys
But weve got the key
Iam the fast chatter
No one better than me
Yeah
pon the mic Im the teacher
Spread my words like a preacher
Cut the crap, get a slap
Drum and bass still on the map
pon the mic Im the voodoo
The destination is zulu
Here we come! Here we go!
Chorus:
Love in a womans heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part.
Strange that this feeling grows more and more
cause I never loved someone like you before.
What is essential is invisible to the eye
Its only with the heart that you can see rightly
Yeah
Chorus:
Love in a womans heart
I wanna have the whole and not a part.
Strange that this feeling grows more and more
cause I never loved someone like you before.
Respect to the man in the icecream van
Over and out
song performed by by Scooter
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Movement of Bodies
Those of you that have got through the rest, I am going to rapidly
Devote a little time to showing you, those that can master it,
A few ideas about tactics, which must not be confused
With what we call strategy. Tactics is merely
The mechanical movement of bodies, and that is what we mean by it.
Or perhaps I should say: by them.
Strategy, to be quite frank, you will have no hand in.
It is done by those up above, and it merely refers to,
The larger movements over which we have no control.
But tactics are also important, together or single.
You must never forget that, suddenly, in an engagement,
You may find yourself alone.
This brown clay model is a characteristic terrain
Of a simple and typical kind. Its general character
Should be taken in at a glance, and its general character
You can, see at a glance it is somewhat hilly by nature,
With a fair amount of typical vegetation
Disposed at certain parts.
Here at the top of the tray, which we might call the northwards,
Is a wooded headland, with a crown of bushy-topped trees on;
And proceeding downwards or south we take in at a glance
A variety of gorges and knolls and plateaus and basins and saddles,
Somewhat symmetrically put, for easy identification.
And here is our point of attack.
But remember of course it will not be a tray you will fight on,
Nor always by daylight. After a hot day, think of the night
Cooling the desert down, and you still moving over it:
Past a ruined tank or a gun, perhaps, or a dead friend,
In the midst of war, at peace. It might quite well be that.
It isn't always a tray.
And even this tray is different to what I had thought.
These models are somehow never always the same: for a reason
I do not know how to explain quite. Just as I do not know
Why there is always someone at this particular lesson
Who always starts crying. Now will you kindly
Empty those blinking eyes?
I thank you. I have no wish to seem impatient.
I know it is all very hard, but you would not like,
To take a simple example, to take for example,
This place we have thought of here, you would not like
To find yourself face to face with it, and you not knowing
What there might be inside?
Very well then: suppose this is what you must capture.
It will not be easy, not being very exposed,
Secluded away like it is, and somewhat protected
By a typical formation of what appear to be bushes,
So that you cannot see, as to what is concealed inside,
As to whether it is friend or foe.
And so, a strong feint will be necessary in this, connection.
It will not be a tray, remember. It may be a desert stretch
With nothing in sight, to speak of. I have no wish to be inconsiderate,
But I see there are two of you now, commencing to snivel.
I do not know where such emotional privates can come from.
Try to behave like men.
I thank you. I was saying: a thoughtful deception
Is always somewhat essential in such a case. You can see
That if only the attacker can capture such an emplacement
The rest of the terrain is his: a key-position, and calling
For the most resourceful manoeuvres. But that is what tactics is.
Or I should say rather: are.
Let us begin then and appreciate the situation.
I am thinking especially of the point we have been considering,
Though in a sense everything in the whole of the terrain,
Must be appreciated. I do not know what I have said
To upset so many of you. I know it is a difficult lesson.
Yesterday a man was sick,
But I have never known as many as five in a single intake,
Unable to cope with this lesson. I think you had better
Fall out, all five, and sit at the back of the room,
Being careful not to talk. The rest will close up.
Perhaps it was me saying 'a dead friend', earlier on?
Well, some of us live.
And I never know why, whenever we get to tactics,
Men either laugh or cry, though neither is strictly called for.
But perhaps I have started too early with a difficult task?
We will start again, further north, with a simpler problem.
Are you ready? Is everyone paying attention?
Very well then. Here are two hills.
poem by Henry Reed
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The Essence Of My Being
Who I never wanted to be…
a cynic,
an instigator,
an attacker,
defeated,
afraid,
mean,
primitive,
self-destructive,
a terrorist,
a killer,
a destroyer,
brainwashed,
a victim,
abused,
damaged goods,
abandoned,
disrespected,
ashamed,
superwoman,
an actress,
a tragedy,
poisoned,
neglected,
attacked,
used,
manipulated,
a weapon,
a recluse,
hated,
an interpreter,
confused,
a broken spirit,
broken hearted,
bitter,
a threat.
-------------------------------------- --
Who I am meant to be…
a Child,
a Servant,
a Mother,
a Student,
a Teacher,
a Provider,
a Dragon,
a Martial Artist,
a Mentor,
an Advocate,
a Politician,
a Lawyer,
an Analyst,
a Scientist,
an Inventor,
a Troubleshooter,
a Problem Solver,
a Fixer,
a Creator,
a Psychologist,
a Theorist,
a Linguist,
a Warrior,
a Poet,
a Lover,
a Friend,
a Daughter,
a Sister,
a Survivor,
a Humanitarian,
an Ambassador of World Peace.
poem by Michelle Chargualaf
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No Return
Im at the point of no return
Im watching the candle burn
Both ends
Theres a lesson we
Both can learn - this time
So if you wanna make my day
Theres something
Youve gotta say
Now please dont laugh
And turn away - this time
I dont wanna make a fuss
But this is the time for us
And I aint gonna miss the buss
This time
No return
So therell be no turning back
Once I know that
Youll be by my side
No return
Maybe youll give me all the love
That you always felt
You had to hide
No return
Ive come a thousand miles
Across the ocean
But that aint half
As far as my emotion
Now Ive reached
The point of no return
While on my way down the avenue
I had to stop for a drink or two
Or three
Now not that I was stalling you
For time
Its just I wanted to feel my best
And I almost passed the test
I need your lovin to do the rest
This time
No return - so please dont ever do
What youve done
So many times before
No return
Because Ive made up my mind
That this time Ill make it
Thru your door
No return - I rode above the clouds
So far below me
But didnt get as high as
When you hold me
Now Ive reached
The point of no return
Im at the point of no return
Im watching the candle burn
Both ends
Theres a lesson we
Both can learn - this time
I dont wanna make a fuss
But this is the time for us
And I aint gonna miss the buss
This time
No return
So therell be no turning back
Once I know that
Youll be by my side
No return
Maybe youll give me all the love
You always felt you had to hide
No return - I rode above the clouds
So far below me
But didnt get as high as
When you hold me
Now Ive reached
The point of no return
No return - so please dont ever do
What youve done
So many times before
No return
Because Ive made up my mind
That this time Ill make it
Thru your door
No return
Ive come a thousand miles
Across the ocean
But that aint half
As far as my emotion
Now Ive reached
The point of no return
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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