“great Souls Live In Crooked Bodies”
Judge not, measure not,
The greatness of a soul;
By how one looks outside
By how one speaks or acts
By home where they reside
Instead observe how you react
Should you feel shame for them
or pity should arise,
It’s that your mind is closed,
Heart wearing a disguise
Crooked faces, crooked smiles
Fool those like you and me
Crooked limbs on crooked forms
Create ill will, poorly we then see
We must offer love to one another,
For that crooked man you scorn
As God would have it is your brother
Heaven-Sent and Earth-Born
poem by Ray Lucero
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A Crooked Smile (song)
With your deep brown eyes
and your crooked smile
you swept me away for
quite a while when you smiled
a crooked smile
Then you came and
asked for a chance
but all I said was
How bout a dance
and then you smiled
A crooked smile
(Chorus)
Now your gone
and I'm missing you
and my broken Heart
wont be in two
when you smile
a crooked smile
Years have passed
and tears have too
but all I know
is I love you
and your smile
your crooked smile
Yesterday when you
got off the plane
you ran to my side
cuz I stood at your gate
and then you smiled
a croooked smile
You pulled me close
and said hello
but I could see
you were being mellow
til you smiled
a crooked smile
(Chorus)
now your here
and I'm loving you
and my broken heart
won't be in two
when you smile
a crooked smile
Moments passed
and memories made
And I know there ain't a better day
then when you smile
a crooked smile
Oh when you smile
my heart goes wild
poem by Jasmine Thompson
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Crooked
Crooked.
There is nothing straight about it.
There is nothing in the eyes,
Or the face that projects...
An honesty that's been sewned,
For an expected harvest
That reaps up rot instead of respect.
Crooked.
Like snakes with coiled tails.
Thieves bewitched like these,
Should not be speaking to appease...
With such ease.
Crooked are the hoodwinkers' comments.
And what they have done...
Should land everyone of them in jail!
Tastefully displayed...
And yet crooked are the beasts that lead.
Living in shells and crawling to prevail,
Like escargot when 'cooked'...
Are nothing more than scavenger low life snails!
Feeding on and releasing junk,
Are the crooked!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Crooked Piece Of Time
Things got rough
Things got tough
Things got harder than hard
We were just trying to make a livin
In our back yard
We were born too late died to soon
Anxietys a terrible crime
If you dont come now dont come at all
cause its a crooked piece of time.
Its a crooked piece of time that we live in
A crooked piece of time
All in all and all in all
Its a crooked piece of time.
Yesterday morning an ill wind came
Blew your picture
Right out of the picture frame
Even blew the candle out
From underneath the flame
Yesterday morning an ill wind came.
song performed by by John Prine
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When the light is crooked, the shadow is crooked.
Only You
(Johanna Pigott and Todd Hunter)
I've been through ups and downs
I haven't known which way to turn
And when I wander through this town
I only think of you
CHORUS
Only you, can take my bad heart and make it good
Only you, can take my crooked path and make it new
On the day that I was born
The cards were dealt, the dice were thrown
I think my destiny was drawn
REPEAT CHORUS
Only you, can take my bad heart and make it good
Only you, can take my crooked path and make it new
I built myself a prison cell
The walls are painted blue
Only you can let me out
Only you
Only you, can take my bad heart and make it good
Only you, can take my crooked path and make it new
CHORUS (Repeat to Fade)
song performed by by Keith Urban
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The Beggar's Child
MAVOURNEEN, we'll go far away
From the net of the crooked town
Where they grudge us the light of the day.
Around my neck you will lay
Two tight little arms of brown.
Mavourneen, we'll go far away
From the net of the crooked town.
And what will we hear on the way?
The stir of wings up and down
In nests where the little birds stay!
Mavourneen, we'll go far away
From the net of the crooked town
Where they grudge us the light of the day.
poem by Padraic Colum
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Crooked Around
Crooked, door, core, rock, red, coke, dock, roe, ore, re, doe, cooked;
But crooked around in the name of your muse!
For the moon is now watching your moves in the land of peace and joy.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Drive A Crooked Road
Cruisin down the street
Got the glaze in my eyes
Lookin for a thousand reasons why
I dont want to be here
I dont want to die
What was I thinking we should have known
All the lights are one
But theres nobody home
Drive a crooked road
Stop inside a liquor store
Just to grab a taste
Man behind the counter
Dont recognize my face
Give me all your money
Got not time to waste
What was I thinking
We should have known
All the lights are one
But theres nobody home
Chorus:
Drive a crooked road
Drive a crooked road
Satisfy your soul
Drive a crooked road
I just ran out of time
I just ran out of luck
Ive never been busted
And this aint even my truck
Everybodys laughin
Nobody cares
It seems like theres red
Flashin lights everywhere
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sittin in the darkness
Im staring at the bars
Couldnt drive too fast
I couldnt drive too far
I could have been somebody
I could have been a star
Should have stayed at home
Should have stayed in bed
Thought I heard this crazy
Screaming, screaming in my head, said
(chorus)
What was I thinking
We should have known
All the lights are one
But theres nobody home
(chorus)
song performed by by Toto
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Lay It All On Me
Written by: r. robinson & c. robinson
Come on down crooked man
Step on up broken man
Its okay to cry troubled man
Just ease your worried mind and rest awhile
Do you remember when it started
You had a dream
Now you never talk about it
Your fame & riches were everything
No matter what the cost
Now you wish you hadnt blown it
Well lay it all on me
Lay it all on me
Come on down crooked man
Step on up broken man
Its okay to cry troubled man
Just ease your worried mind and rest awhile
I came to see how you were doing
Its been awhile
Lookin back over your shoulder
You were restless and you were wild
Always running away
Once was young now is older
Lay it all on me, lay it all on me
Come on down crooked man
Step on up broken man
Its okay to cry troubled man
Just ease your worried mind and rest a while
song performed by by Black Crowes
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Book Of Contemplation - For Woman
FOR woman due allowance make!
Form'd of a crooked rib was she,--
By Heaven she could not straightened be.
Attempt to bend her, and she'll break;
If left alone, more crooked grows madam;
What well could be worse, my good friend, Adam?--
For woman due allowance make;
'Twere grievous, if thy rib should break!
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Destroy Him
Destroy him while the path is designing your life,
It is a murderer’s stance, and the path is akimbo
Like a crooked path, and a crooked creature has come.
Destroy the man who shall be fortunate over all,
Who stamps on the feet, and hands are always fixed
On the little cross, the bigger crucifixion is about.
We are created for mere experience, and happiness
Has true worth in the sight of heaven, it continues.
We will die before the books are written,
And heaven is the abode of the rich, the famous and learned.
I can not destroy you if heaven is sacrificed.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Pathways Of Life
i walk the
straight path and no
one noticed me,
the straight path
is the most ordinary one
you can have here
at first it was boring
when no one
notices you
so i tried the twisted
path
the one that is crooked
from bottom to
top
the old women scolded
me and the old men said
i am a
big disappointment
the men and women of my
generation
still did not mind
they are busy
taking their own paths
and these are the
paths
which are neither crooked
nor straight
sometimes we look at each
other
and we nod
without saying a word
we feel
that we perfectly understand
each other
all along
there are paths you know
which are neither wrong
nor right
they simply have to
be trodden
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Holocaust of pretty words
It’s a holocaust of pretty words and crooked smiles.
You expect me to laugh it off.
You expect me to be fine.
You expect for me to wake up and keep on living with this genocide.
“All it was…”
I want to know what it wasn’t.
I want you to pinpoint to where and when and at what part you thought this was okay.
But you won’t.
I guess some things really are better left unsaid.
Like the time I cut myself.
I never told you, but I bled all over the shower.
It stained the curtain and my hands.
I lied, red-handed:
This is a holocaust of pretty words and crooked smiles.
I can’t sleep with the weight of this mistake on my shoulders.
I can feel the poison from your last touch seep into my skin.
I can’t sleep knowing this is genocide.
poem by Cait Oiler
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The English are crooked as a nation and honest as individuals. The contrary is true of the French, who are honest as a nation and crooked as individuals.
quote by Edmond De Goncourt
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Rosie Roberts
I was sick, but more than that, I was mad
At the crooked police, and the crooked game of life.
So I wrote to the Chief of Police at Peoria:
"I am here in my girlhood home in Spoon River,
Gradually wasting away.
But come and take me, I killed the son
Of the merchant prince, in Madam Lou's,
And the papers that said he killed himself
In his home while cleaning a hunting gun --
Lied like the devil to hush up scandal,
For the bribe of advertising.
In my room I shot him, at Madam Lou's,
Because he knocked me down when I said
That, in spite of all the money he had,
I'd see my lover that night."
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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Relativity Theory
Wife told her husband that their child died.
‘Why? ’, he asked. ‘It drank milk and succumbed.’
‘What is milk? ’ ‘It is white colour water.’
‘What’s white? ’ ‘It is like a crane skin.’
‘What is crane? ’ ‘A bird with a crooked neck.’
‘What is crooked? ’ was his next query to which,
Fed up, she showed her hand with the fist bent,
For him to feel the size by touch. He did
And beat her saying, ‘How big the milk is to the little mouth! ’
[Based on Albert Einstein’s relative theory.]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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And the Child Draws a World
the teacher asks the child to draw
The world
& the universe
And the child with his Mongol pencil
put a dot
for a start on his clean white bondpaper
(& as his fingers are clumsy
His hands still shaky)
he makes a stretch of a crooked
line
Stretching
& occupying almost all the space of the paper
To make a
Crooked circle
His world
And for his universe
He draws five little stars
crude
A crescent moon A comet moving In a blank space
A space rocket
Is drawn
On the top page in propulsion
A crooked circle The lines hardly meet At a common point
For a world
A little blank space For the universe
And where is God there?
The teacher asks him
You gave no instruction, sir. The child answered.
But He is there, the Child thinks.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Wave Em Off
From a distance, you can witness the glow from my entourage
Gravitate towards the ambiance
see me & my men on CNN, then the birth of the inevitable hate begin
cause hate is the chld to greatness
the glue between Neo & the Smiths in the matrix, yin to the yang
It just must be, ask anybody with a Grammy or an MVP
[B SECTION]
I said stop, get out, I don't need this hate around me
All your negativity might drown me I just try to go hard, doing my job
Stop, get out - the whole world loves me cause I do what I do
& I don't like the energy coming from you Trying to play me soft, wave em off
[CHORUS]
down my paper makin
crooked eyes
on
crooked eyes
Coming of age I invaded nations, on stage, I seen Haitian & Asian faces
No vacations just more locations, I go places, so chasing my vocation
situations
hatin'
stress me
I got bigger fish to fry & I could stand on my wallet, probably kiss the sky
things you can't deny
Truth is, Great do need Hate to survive, so I...
[CHORUS]
Block 'em out, ignore 'em (wave em off)
Don't pay these jokers no mind (wave em off)
get off
excellence
Same way hope comes with fear, yo,
Greatness lives here, then 'hateness' lives here, Trust!
[CHORUS]
song performed by by Will Smith
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