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In Trembling

i look at myself in the mirror
closer
i see my magnified hands trembling

the real reason was there
beforehand
but i keep on denying it and even bury it
like someone so vile

for long the reason knows too
the art of concealment
like the games that we play

then the trembling continues
and there are no reasons anymore
all the while
i never want any explanation of myself

i am here
and will be ready for all the possiblities
of death

and ready too
for the next redemption

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Head Games

Daylight, alright
I dont know, I dont know if its real
Been a long night and something aint right
You wont show, you wont show how you feel
No time ever seems right
To talk about the reasons why you and I fight
Its high time to draw the line
Put an end to this game before its too late
Head games, its you and me baby
Head games, and I cant take it anymore
Head games, I dont wanna play the...
Head games
I daydream for hours it seems
I keep thinkin of you, yeah, thinkin of you
These daydreams, what do they mean?
They keep haunting me, are they warning me?
Daylight turns into night
We try and find the answer but its nowhere in sight
Its always the same and you know whos to blame
You know what Im sayin, still we keep on playin
Head games, thats all I get from you
Head games, and I cant take it anymore
Head games, dont wanna play the...
Head games
So near, so far away
We pass each other by cause we dont know what to say
Its so clear, Im sorry to say
But if you wanna win you gotta learn how to play
Head games, always you and me, baby
Head games, till I cant take it anymore
Head games, instead of makin love
Head games, ooh
Head games, always you and me, baby
Head games, till I cant take it anymore, no more
Head games, instead of makin love, we play
Head games
Head games, in the first degree
Head games, yeah, always you and me
Head games, why do you do it baby?
Head games

song performed by by Foreigner
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The Last Flight

there is always a reason why a man cannot
cease writing
there is that denial of what was there a long time ago
it sits there like a statue
beside the door of the house
where the window is always closed

there is always a reason why the words keep flowing
like a river
why the river is always filled with running water
despite the drought

you see the bones of cows
the dust of the sands in the desert
it was once an oasis
where date palms abound where women bathe
with their men
where they make love
under the crescent moon

there is always a reason that you know
but you do not tell
but which i will always deny
as truth

it is this denial that keeps my hands going
like soldiers ready for a kill in that theater of war
it is this roaring lion that does not bite
that keeps me
in fear that keeps me speaking inside myself
there is no one here
there is no wall anymore

the winds are waiting with all the wings of the dead birds
it is ready
i am undressing
this is the flight.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Watch Him Twitch

freaking out.....about time i got a gun
freaking out....about time u started to run....
closer....closer....closer to what...
freaking out..... the long knife ready to cut
freaking out the amatuar will start to do
closer closer... to losing a limb..now
freaking out... ready to die you too?
freaking out... how did this happen how
closer...closer...death come
not freaking out...inevitablility and fate..... arise
blacken and bloody my skies
i see no future ahead
i see a future where im dead

poem by David Knox
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I Love....

i love...
that's the reason i walk,
the reason i breathe.
the reason i grieve.
the reason i dance.
the reason i smile.
the reason i listen.
the reason i offer a hand.
the reason i see beauty.
the reason i see both darkness,
and light....
the reason i take chances.
the reason i keep going.
the reason i get angry.
the reason i forgive.
the reason i touch.
the reason i question.
the reason i believe.
the reason i am tolerant.
the reason i understand.
the reason i fall.
the reason i fly.
the reason i write...
the reason i am what i am!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Nothing Happens By Random

there is always this intentionality of things
people and events
the leaf from a tree falls bearing the reason of the air
the river runs to the sea bringing the reason of the creeks
the sky changes its color bearing the reasons of the rain and the clouds
we all wake up
with new reasons for life
life wakes us up
always on a new beginning

we face the mirror and the mirror gives
us the reasons for going.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Are You Ready?

Are you ready, are you ready?
Are you ready, are you ready?
Are you ready to meet jesus?
Are you where you ought to be?
Will he know you when he sees you
Or will he say, depart from me?
Are you ready, hope youre ready.
Am I ready, am I ready?
Am I ready, am I ready?
Am I ready to lay down my life for the brethren
And to take up my cross?
Have I surrendered to the will of god
Or am I still acting like the boss?
Am I ready, hope Im ready.
When destruction cometh swiftly
And theres no time to say a fare-thee-well,
Have you decided whether you want to be
In heaven or in hell?
Are you ready, are you ready?
Have you got some unfinished business?
Is there something holding you back?
Are you thinking for yourself
Or are you following the pack?
Are you ready, hope youre ready.
Are you ready?
Are you ready for the judgment?
Are you ready for that terrible swift sword?
Are you ready for armageddon?
Are you ready for the day of the lord?
Are you ready, I hope youre ready.

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Loser

(feat. The Stooges)
Allright
The feet in my boots
Are shaking their roots
For a reason
I'm looking at you
And you're too much to chew
For a reason
And the problems you got
Are the problems you got
For a reason
And what you are not
Is what you are not
For a reason
There's a decadent home
Where there should be control
I can't live anymore
There's a festering truth
Where there should be the truh
I can't live anymore
You wanna blame me
But you got misery
For a reason
And the way that you lose
Is the way that you chose
For a reason
And if this is a slam
I don't give a damn
For a reason
Cuz the point of this song
Is I'm moving along
For a reason
There's a bottomless pit
And you've got me in it
I can't live anymore
You're a tower of a cruel
And I feel a fool
I can't take it anymore
You're a loser
You're a loser
You're a loser
You're a loser
You're a loser
For a reason
You're a loser
The feet in my boots
Are shaking their roots
For a reason
For a reason
For a reason
For a reason

song performed by by Iggy Pop
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The Reason Why I Am Here

people.
the reason why i am here, people
is people, satisfied people, looking for more
to tickle their tongues
for more satisfaction, the reason is people,
people who become restless because nothing
seems to make them people anymore,
people who love people
are the reasons for being here
people who miss people
people who question about being people
people who offer answers
they look for the content of the poem as answers
but there is really nothing
contentious about this
a poem simply pleases
puts forth what is in the heart of people
one that teases
and yet cannot be held by the hands
of people
one that slips like a fish in your hands
one that flies away
the moment it hears steps of men
coming on its way
birds are the reasons, fishes are the reasons
the sea, the depths,
the drowning feeling,
the rising and the falling the coming back and forth
of waves, are the reasons,
so many reasons why we are here
at the end
we look at each other, hands akimbo
eyeballs rolling,
without an answer.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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