The Girl With The Gun
With this piece in hand, she's heard, they should
Even men obey when she barks around
Their respects she got, and it all so showed
For oft she goes her way though cops abound
She's careful though, to warn before she fires
Reminds people, better not to cross the line
But one thing she is, that many admires
She's strict but fair, among her traits combine
Men and guns, history have so detailed
Conspired to sow terror on heart and mind
Power, then arrogance that they entailed
Are all it takes, for prudence to unwind
A gun kills, though at times it also saves
In farms, it wards off bandits and fierce game
Borne by soldiers, to triumph or to graves
A witless aide for glory or for shame
Some carry the gun for the added clout
But now, before this speech strays off some place
It's wise to state that this poem is about
The girl who fires the gun to start the race.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Man's last stop
I wished I'd payed attention
I wished I'd listened to them
Those wise young men
They had tried to warn me
Of the path that I was on
They had tried to warn me
Of suffering to come
I wished I'd listened to them
When they spoke of God
And his love for you and I and the angels above
Maybe if I'd listened I wouldn't be here today
Where the fires last forever and so does the pain
Where the darkness never stops
This place is full of death
Of people just like I who forgot God's message
In here I'm all alone
No family in sight
They've all gone to heaven
The place of holy light
Who was I kidding when I thought I knew God
I cared nothing for him
And nothing for his love
In my life God was ignored
I disobeyed commandments and laws
So now I'm in this place
Where fires never fade
Where the darkness rules everything
Hell, man's last stop.
poem by Rachel Branscombe
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Congress Woman Gabrielle Gifford
1/15/11
Congress woman Gifford shot in the head
By all rights she should have been dead.
But apparently god has plans for her to do
So he laid his hand on her and pulled her through.
With her husband by her side, and in her
sub conscience she heard him cry.
She heard the prayers of a nation when
They heard of this devastation.
She moved a finger, then a hand
Gave a peace sign, and a thumbs up too
It seems she knew exactly what to do.
Now wouldn’t you say this is the work of god
Who is giving her a brand new start?
A lone gunmen with a gun
Shot her And most everyone.
Then a retired military man
Jumped up and grabbed his hand.
Another man grabbed him too.
At that moment he was subdued.
A little girl who was born on that
Fretful day(9/11) took a bullet and passed away.
Christina Taylor green was her name
She died so young, which is a crying shame.
So many lives have been affected that day
And through out the world, people still pray.
They pray for all the survivors and for
The ones who passed away
And there’s not much more that anyone can say.
They say that guns don’t kill
That it is man.
Then it’s time that we take a stand.
Guns can be bought in every city or town
Any where you go, it can be found.
Stop the gun dealers on the streets
And put more cops on the beat.
Teen age gangs are on the rise
We’ve got to do something
We’ve got to try.
poem by Louis Rams
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Triumph Of The Will
It was a thing I had to do
It was a message from below
It was a messy situation
It was desire for a girl
Im not a wanker or a banker
Im not afraid to take a risk
It is the thing females ask for
When they convey the opposite
* before I die
Before I die
Before I die
Ill get another piece of pie
Ill get another piece of pie
Ill get another piece of pie
If I have to lie
It was a thing I had to do
It was a message from below
It was a messy situation
It was a triumph of the will
( * repeat)
When the well cries out for water
It is a need that must be filled
It goes beyond the laws of nature
It takes a triumph of the will
song performed by by Devo
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Something For The Girl With Everything
Something for the girl with everything
See, the writings on the wall
You bought the girl a wall
Complete with matching ball-point pen
You can breathe another day
Secure in knowing she wont break you (yet)
Something for the girl with everything
Have another sweet my dear
Dont try to talk my dear
Your tiny little mouth is full
Heres a flavour you aint tried
You shouldnt try to talk, your mouth is full
Something for the girl with everything
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Bearing gifts to aid amnesia
She knows everything
yes yes everyting
She knew way back when you weren't yourself
Something for the girl with everything
Heres a really preatty car
I hope it takes you far
I hope it takes you fast and far
Wow, the engines really loud
Nobodys gonna hear a thing you say
Something for the girl with everything
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Where should they leave these imported gimmicks
Leave them anywhere
An-an-anywhere
Make sure that theres a clear path to the door
Something for the girl with everything
Something for the girl with everything
Something for the girl with everything
Something for the girl with everything
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Three wise men are here
Heres a patridge in a tree,
A gardener for the tree
Complete with ornithologist
Careful, careful with that crate
You wouldn't want to dent Sinatra, no
Something for the girl who has got everything,
Yes, yes, everything
Hey, come out and say hello
Before you friends all go
But say no more than just hello
Ah, the little girl is shy
You see of late sh
song performed by by Faith No More
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The Furnace To The Flood
From the fiery furnace of life, we’re delivered by Jesus Christ.
When those fiery flames appear, our Lord God is always near,
There to lift us above that flame, all in the Power of His Name,
Protecting all of us from each fire, is our Lord’s heart’s desire.
As The Lord so desires to purify, in life’s fires, both you and I,
From a life of unrighteousness, fires allow iniquities to surface,
As we’re cleansed of old dross, In Christ’s power of The Cross,
To live for God and Jesus Christ, in our life as a living sacrifice.
When overwhelmed by a flood, we’re reminded of God’s Blood,
The Lord’s power at Calvary, continues in the life of you and me,
From the flood’s billowing waves, God reaches down and saves,
Saving us from the floods of life, is The Shepherd, Jesus Christ.
It is The Lord’s sustaining power, through any flood, any shower,
When the rains of life begin to pour, our Lord helps us to endure,
Holding us above the water’s flow, Christ desires to help us grow,
Through His Spirit dwelling inside, He’s with us in the highest tide.
Fires and floods, when they come, wherever in life, they are from,
Are used by God in this life, to conform believers to Jesus Christ,
Within the fire and the flood, we are molded by our Lord and God,
Being refined in the Image of Christ, to display The Lord in our life.
Little Men
Little men speak so loudly on the ears of loud people,
Their heads spoke hard and heard many strict statements back;
Like the boats to cross the water of the river
A small task is to accomplish and carry out new sequences
In installing peace to our society;
Fear those tasks as little men who speak
And cowards turn their shame into loss.
Such power is maiming us, when it is called arrogance,
But when children sing in the clouds of heaven
The hard rain is making tears felt with rage and insolence
As they spoke too fast and noisily, they were never trained
Nor were rigours blending with the older lot.
A whole spoken sentence may blend as one aim, as a bending
Of light by a silver mirror.
Fear and then more than fear the children who practice offenses
On the tasks of our people.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Strays Of The World
Come now all ye strays of the world, theres a place 4 u
In loves kingdom, boys and girls, all are welcome 2
Strays of the world, strays of the world
La la la la la
Surrender all ye sad of heart, 2day hold back no tears
The past is gone when we can start conquering our fears
Strays of the world, strays of the world
La la la la la
Strays of the world, strays of the world
All ye boys and girls, all around the world
Are welcome 2 come on in, come on in
Strays of the world, strays of the world
(strays of the world)
Fear not all ye lonely ones, love will find us soon
This will kiss the risin sun and make love 2 the moon
Strays of the world (come on, come on)
Come on, strays of the world (come on, come on)
Come on in (come on)
The door is open (open up that door)
Hey yeah! (hey yes, hey yes)
Let me hear u say yeah! (hey yes)
Let me hear u say yeah! (hey yes)
Strays of the whole world
Strays, strays, strays of the world
Come
song performed by by Prince
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Powerman
I know a man, hes a powerful man
Hes got the people in his power
In the palm of his hand.
He started at the bottom and he worked his way up
Now hes never going to stop
Until he reaches the top.
Its the same old story, its the same old dream,
Its power man, power man, and all that it can bring.
If you want your money, you better stand in the line
cos youll only end up picking up nickels and dimes.
You call him names and he sits and grins
cos everybody else is just a sucker to him.
And hes got my money, but Ive got my faith
And powerman, powerman, Ill never be your slave.
Its the same old story, its the same old game
Its power man, power man, driving me insane
People tried to conquer the world napoleon and genghis khan
Hitler tried and mussolini too
Powerman dont need to fight, powerman dont need no guns
Powerman got money on his side
Well Im not rich and Im not free
But Ive got my girl and she got me
Hes got my money and my publishing rights
But Ive got my girl and Im alright
And she got me going, and she keeps me sane
But powerman, powerman, got money on the brain
Its the same old story its the same old game
Powerman, powerman driving me insane
song performed by by Kinks
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I am a poem
I am a poem,
A rhythm, a line,
Elaborated in time.
I am a poem
A work of art.
Fragmented heart.
I am a poem
A piece of a whole
Measure of a soul.
I am a poem.
A fraction of a story.
A meaning, with a glory.
I am a poem.
poem by Josh Alfred
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A Poem Is Just A Poem
a poem is just a poem and if it is just a poem
it must be just a poem just like another poem
a poem is nothing but just a poem otherwise
it cannot be my poem; it may speak about
anything, or something, or about everything,
but my poem is just a poem just like anybody's
poem, which is just but a poem, like any other
poem, for a poem to be a poem it must just be
a poem: it has nothing to do with my love, and death
my life, or bliss, but as i have told you, once, twice
thrice, eat some rice, and be that wise, a poem is
just a poem, just like your poem. Why do you insist
on asking, what is happening to me? I am not a
poem, for i am but just the composer of the poem,
need i tell you again, that a poem is just a poem?
just like any other poem, which is just a poem
it is just a voice in my head that i have heard
someone comes and speaks and i listen so
this poem is not actually my poem but the poem
of someone else's: theirs not mine, from a mind.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Disdain Returned
He that loves a rosy cheek,
Or a coral lip admires,
Or from starlike eyes doth seek
Fuel to maintain his fires;
As old Time makes these decay,
So his flames must waste away.
But a smooth and steadfast mind,
Gentle thoughts and calm desires,
Hearts with equal love combined,
Kindle never-dying fires.
Where these are not, I despise
Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
No tears, Celia, now shall win
My resolved heart to return;
I have searched thy soul within,
And find naught but pride and scorn;
I have learned thy arts, and now
Can disdain as much as thou.
Some power, in my revenge convey
That love to her I cast away.
poem by Thomas Carew
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Charlie Freak
Charlie freak had but one thing to call his own
Three weight ounce pure golden ring no precious stone
Five nights without a bite
No place to lay his head
And if nobody takes him in
Hell soon be dead
On the street he spied my face I heard him hail
In our plot of frozen space he told his tale
Poor man, he showed his hand
So righteous was his need
And me so wise I bought his prize
For chicken feed
Newfound cash soon begs to smash a state of mind
Close inspection fast revealed his favorite kind
Poor kid, he overdid
Embraced the spreading haze
And while he sighed his body died
In fifteen ways
When I heard I grabbed a cab to where he lay
round his arm the plastic tag read d.o.a.
Yes jack, I gave it back
The ring I could not own
Now come my friend Ill take your hand
And lead you home
song performed by by Steely Dan
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Let This One Poem Be About Me
Let this one poem be just about me
Let this one poem engulf all my beauty
Let this one poem define my soul
Let this one poem consume me whole
My soul was earth bound
And my heart lay in a place that it would never be found
Let this poem be what entangles my mind
Let this poem be where people will find
They will find that missing link
And this poem it will make them think
They will wonder how this girl came
They will wonder how I avoided fame
I didn’t write these words to please
I wrote these words to tease
My heart it’s the type that beckons for ease
And my taste will not accept the flavor of peas
Let this poem describe me in most simplest of ways
Let this poem show how I get through these days
And I know people will read this and say…
This girl she knew where heart lay…
Let this poem eat me whole
Let me entire heart bleed its luscious love into a broken bowl
My soul wanted only to be free
And this poem only pushed it back into me
I never will lose any part of my soul
Because then this world will swallow my inner being whole
Let this poem be what I hate
Let this poem describe with who I would mate
Let this thoughts become my ways
Let this poem be where I stray
Let this poem show how I lie
Let this poem describe how I will die
Yes I am human I cannot avoid death
Yes I am human I chose not to use meth
These words they dance upon this page
These words they have no age
These verses have lost all meaning
Because I revealed my demeaning
Let this poem describe what I deem right
Let this poem that I will always fight
My age floats through these words
And people will never understand why I want to be heard
Let this poem be only about me
Let this poem be what sets me free
And I know some day people will look at this and say…
This girl, this girl she knew exactly where her heart lay…
poem by Victoria Martinez
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Fires Of Hell
(the futility of war)
Oh, i was born your only son
And i will think of you
Before this day is done
The fires of hell surround me now
So i must fight for freedom
Against their raging guns
In all my life i never said
How much i loved you
In all this time
I never really said i cared
This war is wrong and so
I write these words
Before i give my life to the somme
In all my life i never said
How much i loved you
In all this time
I never really knew you
The fires of hell surround me, oh
The guns of hell will
Take my breath away
From my life this day
The fires of hell surround me, oh
The words i say
Must never disappear
Keep them locked inside your heart
I can hear the piper's song
And it will play for me
Before this day is done
So i will hold my head up high
If i must give my life
To stop their raging guns
Oh, i was born your only son
And i thank god for that and
That that will be done
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Pow Pow Bang Bang
They make a raucous all the time.
And mock corruptness as a sign...
They are hand controlled muppets,
Or puppets on a line.
Eruptible in many ways.
How can this be day after day?
When people say they pray,
But their faith is delayed.
Pow pow bang bang.
The guns are heard just shooting.
People keep a looting...
And eluding police.
Pow pow bang bang.
Are gangs the ones insane?
Whose to blame for this game?
And who can be named.
They make a raucous all the time.
And mock corruptness as a sign...
They are hand controlled muppets,
Or puppets on a line.
Pow pow bang bang.
The guns are heard just shooting.
People keep a looting...
And eluding police.
Eruptible in many ways.
How can this be day after day?
When people say they pray,
But their faith is delayed.
Pow pow bang bang.
Are gangs the ones insane?
Pow pow bang bang.
Whose to blame for this game?
Pow pow bang bang.
Who can be named?
Pow pow bang bang.
We're all put to shame!
Pow pow bang bang.
Are gangs the ones insane?
Pow pow bang bang.
Whose to blame for this game?
Pow pow bang bang.
Who can be named?
Pow pow bang bang.
We're all put to shame!
They make a raucous all the time.
And mock corruptness as a sign...
They are hand controlled muppets,
Or puppets on a line.
Pow pow bang bang.
Are gangs the ones insane?
Pow pow bang bang.
Whose to blame for this game?
Pow pow bang bang.
Who can be named?
Pow pow bang bang.
We're all put to shame!
Pow pow bang bang.
We're all put to shame!
Pow pow bang bang.
We're all are the blame!
Pow pow bang bang.
Bang bang.
Bang bang.
Bang bang.
We're all are the blame!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Glorious Speech
Glory fires me up with distinction,
Desks of thought bestride me in speech.
A word has more meaning when spoken
Rather than the written variety
That swore their page and added ground
To the basic teachings of our fathers.
Mothers similarly resound on our behalf
To astound the good people into something.
Exaltation is made on us when exalted
And now we spoke regarding our generations
To be wounded by them, as we have been
Wounded eventually.
poem by Naveed Akram
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All Across The Nation
Somewhere in the city
Theres a struggle going on
Someones making money
Someones doing wrong
Everybody searching for a little piece of gold
(power play? )(fix a face? ) never grow old
Its a shame
Whos gonna take control?
Its a game they play
Whos gonna save your soul?
And theyre never gonna stop
Till they reach the top
All across the nation
Fever takes control
Money is temptation
Money saves your soul
One thing I can tell you
Of this there is no doubt
The rich man needs his comfort
And the poor man does without
Everybody loves somebody
All around the world
But everybody knows
Its the rich man gets the girl
-chorus-
Look at all the little people
(cowering? ) from the rain
Standing at the bus stop
Dreaming bout spain
Here comes the rich man
Driving his car
When he was poor he was sure
He was gonna go far
-repeat chorus to fade-
song performed by by Gary Numan
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No One Like Her
(8/18/12)
There is no one like her- her fires burn deep inside
And her feelings she tries to hide.
But I - I know her oh so well
And about her love I can tell.
Like an Arabian woman who hides
Her body and face
But her eyes carry you to a different place.
Her eyes are like whirl pools which
Take a hold of you and doesn't let go
Till you reach the depths of her soul.
She puts you on a journey that you've never been
And in her heart you just can't win.
She is covered from head to toe
And with that veil you'll never know
What she holds in store for you
Until she allows you to follow thru.
Now that I have been allowed to see this sight
I've fallen in love with all my might
She showed herself in all her glory
And this is the end of my story.
poem by Louis Rams
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News
He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It takes the shine off his shoes
Hes says its a shame
You know it may be a game
But I wont play to lose
Hes burning the grass
He take up a glass
He swallow it neat
He crosses the floor
He open the door
He take a sniff of the street
And she tell him that hes crazy
Shes saying listen baby
Im your wife
She tells him hes crazy
For gambling with his life
But he climbs on his horse
You know he feels no remorse
He just kicks it alive
His motor is fine
He take it over the line
Until hes ready to dive
And she tells him that hes crazy
Shes saying listen baby
Im your wife
Shes tell him hes crazy
For gambling with his life
He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It takes the shine off his shoes
Hes says its a shame
You know it may be a game
But I wont play to lose
He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It takes the shine off his shoes
Hes too fast to stop
He take it over the top
He make a line in the news
song performed by by Dire Straits
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Cross The Line
We have no way to see eye to eye
Through all the walls in their mind
These are the pleasures that terrify
So leave them behind
You keep the chains that are in your life
Well take flight of the dove
Theres only one way to satisfy
This feeling thats love
And Ill say it again, and Ill say it again
And if the power comes between us
Oh, Ill know what to do,
Im gonna say it to you
Cross the line tonight,
Take this chance and show your might,
All the worlds on the other side,
Cross the line
Raise a flag to a moral crime,
Well light a fire for this,
Make the papers by morning time
And lay in our bliss
So come on darling and share my mind,
There is no need to stay hid
cause all we are now is two of a kind
Can you believe what we did?
And Ill say it again, oh, and Ill say it again
That when the power comes between us
Oh, Ill know what to do,
Im gonna say it to you
Cross the line tonight
Take this chance and show your might
All worlds on the other side
Cross the line
Mother come to me now,
Take this hand now, Im afraid
Mother, come to me
Im bleeding
We had no way to see eye to eye
Through all the walls in their mind
These were the pleasures that terrified
We left them behind
And Ill say it again, and Ill say it again
And if the power comes between us
Oh, Ill know what to do,
Im gonna say it to you
Cross the line tonight,
Take this chance and show your might,
All the worlds on the other side,
Cross the line
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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