Hungry For Cigarettes Only
Early Saturday morning,
We went to the water roundabout
we have been waited by the car.
We walked straight passed the palace
through the place of Arabians place
left bend climbed above
headed the slate road.
upwards continued,
through many of durian trees,
through fish fish-ponds,
stalled in the repaired roads,
which many organisers of the traffic
from the inhabitants of the village
use the hat, tin asked for the fund contribution
for the improvement of the government road
improved never was finished.
we went straight to Cihideung,
went straight to the hungry of the Old-Peasant.
just need for cigarettes
only,
poem by Prasetya Utama
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Straight Ahead
Day by day, dream by dream.
I fight to find the way to go.
Every day opens a different door.
Every dream shadows the one before.
But slowly I can see
The way youve made for me.
Straight ahead, I can see your light.
Straight ahead, through the dark.
Straight ahead, theres no left or right.
Straight ahead, to your heart.
Carry on through the night,
When the road is hard to find.
Lying lights tell me to turn around.
Lying thoughts tell me Im lost not found.
But clearly I can see
Youre waiting there for me.
Straight ahead, I can see your light.
Straight ahead, through the dark.
Straight ahead, theres no left or right.
Straight ahead, to your heart.
Straight ahead, (straight ahead),
Straight ahead, (straight ahead),
Straight ahead, (straight ahead),
Straight ahead, (straight ahead).
Straight ahead (straight ahead), I can see your light.
Straight ahead, through the dark (through the dark).
Straight ahead, theres no left or right.
Straight ahead, to your heart.
Straight ahead....
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Straight To Your Heaven
straight to your heaven
The steam is rising off the river
the night takes a big bite from the moon
The passion's burning in fever
and an angel's warming dope in a silver spoon
Straight to your heaven...
Tonight the gallows birds are happy
whistling the devil's weary blues
They don't need a goddamned penny
they're just twisting away in pointed shoes
Go straight to your heaven...
Fish headed guys came off a picture
Bosch with his dreampipe blessed them all
They're dancing tango with a vulture
gay spirits riding for a fall
Go straight to your heaven...
Lord came down with some angels
Up there He was sad and bored
He drank a coctail with a stranger
and then hit the road in the Devil's ford
Go straight to your heaven...
song performed by by Quimby
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Road Accidents
Why do we
Always blame
Our drivers
For our
Road accidents?
Yes, many of them
Are at fault -
Driving rashly
On forged licenses,
Talking incessantly,
Listening to blaring
Music that pierces -
Our ears deafeningly
Also,
Speeding fast to
Overtake others
Even if it entails
A straight road
To death ;)
But we pedestrians
Are no less careless
Flouting road rules
Crossing wherever possible
And while crossing
What do we do?
No, we don't look
Left or Right -
As we should do
To keep ourselves
Safe and aware of
Oncoming traffic.
But instead,
We keep texting
On our mobiles,
Saying ‘Hi's
And ‘Bye's to our
Friends aplenty…
Without realising
That one road crash
Can make us lose our
Limbs or deliver us
Straight to Lord Almighty ;)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Nurturing trees - I won fight
Nurturing trees
I stood straight
Walking for peace
I stood straight.
Perpetually I struggled
Strangely crossed border
I knew nothing
About the creator.
You sing if you like
You dance if you like
Ask me not what I like
I'm not here to show might.
I'm on the bank of the river
And the river is not running
Running with the river
I stood straight.
I stood straight
Zigzag road called me
Voluntarily I touched the feet
And the sea show its might.
Nurturing trees
I won the fight.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Cul de sac
At the parking
of the Ok-bazaar / Shoprite in Springs
a one-way street runs out
straight into a traffic light
that cuts a T
into two directions.
This morning the traffic light
is blocked
by a crowd of rioters
that comes from the right side,
from where I want to go.
The police block the road
to the left with a car
and some policemen walk along
with the uprising.
There’s a foreman, instigator
or head man
walking in front
and he hops up and down
and shouts something to me
and he comes straight in my direction
and it looks as if the devil is in him
with a crowd
of revolting barbarians following him.
Nobody is going to drill me
with bags of rubbish
and tree branches
or throw pieces of glass
in front of my tyres
and the light is red
and the rioters are half mad
and my motorbike has a lot of power
and its boss cannot wait.
The policeman says stop
but can hardly
look out for himself
and what about me?
I drive past
going straight for the leader
and give a lot of gas,
my motorbike
can cut fine corners,
although it’s past the back
of a police car.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Miracle
Deeper than deeper was my love for you
Sweeter than sweeter joy
Hoping that every day
You can go your way
I cannot hold you down
Turning the situation round a little more
Making it look like things
Are just fine
You can go your way
Shudder to think these words were mine
Touching the place that makes it a love thing
Straight to the face, one way love would be a miracle
Touching the place that makes it a love thing
Straight to the face, one way love would be a miracle
Dreamily passing by
Words sort of come and go
Wasting the time of day
I dont know
Dont you smile that way?
Smiling is all Ive got left for you
You can go your way
You can go your way
Touching the place that makes it a love thing
Straight to the face, one way love would be a miracle
Touching the place that makes it a love thing
Straight to the face, one way love would be a miracle
Touching the place that makes it a love thing
Straight to the face, one way love would be a miracle
Touching the place that makes it a love thing
Straight to the face, one way love would be a miracle
Touching the place that makes it a love thing
Straight to the face, one way love would be a miracle
Touching the place that makes it a love thing
Straight to the face, one way love would be a miracle
song performed by by Olive
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Joy And Sorrow
As a fisher-boy I fared
To the black rock in the sea,
And, while false gifts I prepared.
Listen'd and sang merrily,
Down descended the decoy,
Soon a fish attack'd the bait;
One exultant shout of joy,--
And the fish was captured straight.
Ah! on shore, and to the wood
Past the cliffs, o'er stock and stone,
One foot's traces I pursued,
And the maiden was alone.
Lips were silent, eyes downcast
As a clasp-knife snaps the bait,
With her snare she seized me fast,
And the boy was captured straight.
Heav'n knows who's the happy swain
That she rambles with anew!
I must dare the sea again,
Spite of wind and weather too.
When the great and little fish
Wail and flounder in my net,
Straight returns my eager wish
In her arms to revel yet!
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Picture Of Innocence
I hear they're trying to make us all the same
It's mind control by any other name
Who's gonna pay the price
For this foolish paradise
Oh?omma don't take that train
I hear it said we're headed too far south
Chinese whispers go by word of mouth
Rules for every size and shape
The nag has gone, shut the gate
Once you're in you're never getting out
I'm so misunderstood
There goes my manlihood
She's in my face again
With that picture of innocence
No drinks, No smokes
No dicking around
No dirty jokes
Straight lace, straight face
The old straight jacket
We got no hope
I hear they're gonna try out something new
I can feel it sticking to my shoe
So this is what tomorrow holds
Hopes and dreams are bought and sold
But still the world is misty green and blue
I', so misunderstood
There goes my mannish boyhood
She's in my face again
With that picture of innocence
No deals, No strokes
No forbidden fruit
No holy smoke
What next, no sex
That's the end of the road
That's the end of the road
We got no hope
No drinks, No smokes
No dicking around
No dirty jokes
Straight lace, straight face
The old straight jacket
We got no hope
No deals, No strokes
No forbidden fruit
No holy smoke
What next, no sex
That's the end of the road
We got no hope
song performed by by Deep Purple
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A Poem For Myself
I was born in Mississippi;
I walked barefooted thru the mud.
Born black in Mississippi,
Walked barefooted thru the mud.
But, when I reached the age of twelve
I left that place for good.
My daddy chopped cotton
And he drank his liquor straight.
Said my daddy chopped cotton
And he drank his liquor straight.
When I left that Sunday morning
He was leaning on the barnyard gate.
Left my mama standing
With the sun shining in her eyes.
Left her standing in the yard
With the sun shining in her eyes.
And I headed North
As straight as the Wild Goose Flies,
I been to Detroit & Chicago
Been to New York city too.
I been to Detroit & Chicago
Been to New York city too.
Said I done strolled all those funky avenues
I'm still the same old black boy with the same old blues.
Going back to Mississippi
This time to stay for good
Going back to Mississippi
This time to stay for good-
Gonna be free in Mississippi
Or dead in the Mississippi mud.
poem by Etheridge Knight
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Some things that can happen with a fish
A fish that drinks like a fish, that is a fish in excess
A fish that fishes in troubled waters, that is a fish taking advantage of another fish in trouble
A fish that fishes or cuts bait, well, to be or not to be, to retreat or to attack, that is the fishy question
A fish that is neither fish nor fowl, is a fish that is neither one nor the other, lacking some convictions
A fish out of water, is a fish feeling left out, no longer in his accustomed environment
Do you have other fish to fry for now?
Is there other matter requiring my attention?
Poor fish,
the lake is finally fished out from his fishy mind.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A fish that drinks like a fish, that is a fish in excess
A fish that fishes in troubled waters, that is a fish taking advantage of another fish in trouble
A fish that fishes or cuts bait, well, to be or not to be, to retreat or to attack, that is the fishy question
A fish that is neither fish nor fowl, is a fish that is neither one nor the other, lacking some convictions
A fish out of water, is a fish feeling left out, no longer in his accustomed environment
Do you have other fish to fry for now?
Is there other matter requiring my attention?
Poor fish,
the lake is finally fished out from his fishy mind.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bends In The Road
As we journey down here to and fro, we never know where pathways go,
We can never see around the bend, to where that present path may end.
We can plan straight all our courses, as we rely upon our own resources,
In spite of all the time you spend, we never know what’s around the bend.
With many a roads having a bend, we need a source on which to depend.
You can use the source of a friend, but no man knows every road’s bend.
There is one who knows every course, who truly is a much higher source,
And that One is The Lord Jesus Christ, The Shepherd of pathways in life.
Friend all roads have bends in this life, sometimes causing pain and strife.
Christ can help you down any road; He’s always ready to lighten our load.
The Lord will lead you down any path, guiding you with His Rod and Staff.
Christ will always see you through, always knowing where you’re going to.
A bend could simply be in God’s plan, this to lead you to The Son of Man,
As God could use a sticky bend, to help you consider where you may end,
Bends in the road can help you see, that you need to think about eternity.
Before the end of this earthly course, men need to seek an eternal source.
There’s a final bend for you and me, and this bend shall begin an eternity.
Did you ever take the time my friend, and ponder where your life will end?
There is one who knows every bend, and where in eternity you will spend,
So take some time to seek Jesus Christ, and let that bend be Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©05/2006)
All Roads Lead To You
Headed north on a one-way trip
I never thought Id be back this way
I never thought Id be missing you
Enough to suffer for the whole night through
Headed south and I didnt look back
I rode the wind off a beaten track
Tried running from the thought of you
Haunted down by what I know is true
To the north
To the south
It dont matter
Every road leads to you
(Im coming home)
Chorus:
All roads lead to you
Wherever I go
Everytime I told you I was just passing through
What my heart didnt know, was all roads lead to you
Headed east on an amtrak train
I hit the city in the pouring rain
I never thought Id be calling you
Every hour from that hotel room
Headed west on a jumbo jet
I rode off into the red sunset
I stood there knocking on the devils door
Wondering what the hell im searchin for
To the east
To the west
It dont matter
Every road leads to you
(Im coming home)
Chorus
All my life, the winding road Ive followed, has led me straight to your arms
All roads lead to you
(gotta get back to you, baby)
Wherever I go
(ah, yeah, yeah)
Everytime I told you I was just passing through
What my heart didnt know, was all roads lead to you
Im coming home to you , baby, oooooo
All roads lead to you
(Im coming home)
All roads lead to you
(never goin away again)
All roads lead to you
(ah, ha, yeah)
All roads lead to you
All roads lead to you
(gotta get back to you, woman)
All roads lead to you
All roads lead to you
All roads lead to you
song performed by by Chicago
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A Fish Eye
A fish eye just looks straight
It never shows emotions
It cannot refuse a bait
That may take it to oblivion.
A fish eye can only stare
Taking everything in one look
In innocence it will dare
To try what it's like on a hook.
A fish eye never cries
As the body grows limp in pain
Eventually it will die
And its scales go down the drain.
A fish eye you cannot eat
It seems to be looking at you
Each spoonful of fleshy meat
Seems to ask 'What did you do? '
(Smile - it's just a meal.)
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Onward We Rock!
Hungry and hunting
Passion and fire
Were burning
Hot on the heels of death
Strength and suspicion
Armored with steel
Ready for action
Tonite were out for the kill!
Onward we rock!
Straight to the top
Onward we rock!
Straight to the top
Torture and trial
Under the gun
Wheels burnin
Burnin to be no.1
Dangerous warning
Backs to the wall
Smell the sweat
The pain, the thrill of it all!
Onward we rock!
Straight to the top
Onward we rock!
Straight to the top
Onward we rock!
Straight to the top
Onward we rock!
Straight to the top
song performed by by Pantera
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Bless The Broken Road
I set out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you
Every long lost dream lead me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
I think about the years I spent just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there you understand
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true
Every long lost dream lead me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
And now Im just rolling home
Into my lover's arms
This much I know is true,
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
song performed by by Rascal Flatts
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The famished road
Do not travel on
The famished road my lord
I speak in consideration
Of my children's hungry stomachs
And I want my salary intact
At the end of the month
Do not travel on
The famished road unless you
want to endanger your life
Deliberately my lord
Across the famished famine
threatened road they have
Unleashed the hordes of the poor
And they have left their hovels
It is so bleak and bare outside Sire
You see the skeletons of the hungry
And the famished and they come
Straight to you it is as if all
The devils have left hell and come
To earth to punish you for acting
Mean and selfish while the rest
Of your fellow humans starve
In a world of obscene plenty
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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Straight Through The Heart
You came on like an angel
I didnt see the evil in your eyes
I could see but I was blinded
Oh, believed your lies
You hit we with your promises
You shot me, I fell to the ground
Your promise of tomorrow
When I looked, you were
Nowhere to be found
You set me up right from the start
Stripped me of my dignity
You got me straight
Through the heart
I never did stand a chance
You got me straight
Through the heart
You cut me and left me for dead
You promised me a heaven
Turned out to be one hell all the time
The truth that youre pretending
Was just a chorus of lies
You set me up right from the start
Strip me of my dignity
And got me straight
Through the heart
I never did stand a chance
Got me straight through the heart
You cut me and left me for dead
You cut me and left me for dead
You came on like an angel
Just like an angel
You set me up
You got me straight
Through the heart
I never did stand a chance
Got me straight through the heart
You cut me, you left me
Straight through the heart
You never gave me a chance
Got me straight throught the heart
Im bleeding, youre leaving
Got me straight through the heart
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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People create their own questions because they are afraid to look straight. All you have to do is look straight and see the road, and when you see it, don't sit looking at it - walk.
Straight To Hell
If you can play on the fiddle
Hows about a british reel?
Speaking in quotation
As railhead towns feel the steel
Water froze
Clear as winter ice
This is your paradise
There aint no need for you
There aint no need for you
Go straight to hell boys
Straight to hell boys
You wanna join in a chorus
Of the amerasian blues
When its christmas in ho chi minh
Oh poppa san take me home
See me got a photograph of you mamma-san
Oh poppa san take me home
Oh take me home
Straight to hell
Go straight to hell
Go straight to hell boys
Straight to hell
Can you cough it up loud and strong
The immigrants
Wanna sing all night long
It could be anywhere
Could be any hemisphere
And no mans land
And there aint no asylum here
King solomon he never lived round here
Go straight to hell boys
Go straight to hell boys
Straight to hell
Straight to hell boys
song performed by by Heather Nova
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