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Poetic Justice

That in the end
it is the good that triumphs
over evil,

in the class, you disagreed
and you call it mere theory,

outside, the storm has prevailed
waters rise into a flood
tsunami is coming and the rest of
humanity scamper for safety,

the rich still continues with their
luxurious lifestyles,
the party is not over yet,

your jaw gives a rebellious gritting
of teeth

your poems multiply like a virus
meanwhile...

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Evil,

Evil,
Evil that is within man is fading,
Christ is coming,
That yuo’re Sword may make us weep for truth,
Gnashing of teeth,
Crying that most of them are mischievous,
That the calling,
Call on me that I may conquer from all evil,
I can perceive that you are good over evil,
Call on me that I may see that crown of the making,
The Lord will come with the Qiyama,
That the wicked will fail by his lies,
I think and act on the right motivation,
I can see that the Sword is all coming with the making,
That the Truth of Christ will live now and for Eternity.

poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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Get This Party Started

I'm coming up so you better get this party started
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
Get this party started on a Saturday night
Everybody's waitin' for me to arrive
Sending out the message to all of my friends
We'll be lookin' flashy in my Mercedes Benz
I got lots of style check my gold diamond rings
I can go for miles if you know what I mean
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
Pumpin' up the volume breakin' down to the beat
Cruisin' through the westside we'll be checkin' the scene
Boulevard is freakin' as I'm coming up fast
I'll be burnin' rubber you'll be kissin' my ass
Pull up to the bumper and get out of the car
License plates are sellin' number one superstar
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
Get this party started
Makin' my connections as I enter the room
Everybody's chillin' as I set up the groove
Pumpin' up the volume with this brand new beat
Everybody's dancing and they're dancing for me
I'm your operator you can call anytime
I'll be your connection to the party line
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
(I'm coming up, uh-huh)
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
(I'm coming up, I'm coming)
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
(I'm coming up so you better)
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
Get this party started
Get this party started
Get this party started

song performed by by Pink
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The Poems Are Coming Now

The poems are coming now
Like the waters of the flood
Overwhelming us
Driving us to places we do not want to go
Endangering us with their own disastrous carelessness
The poems are coming now at us
As if we were not even here
As if they needed no one and nothing
And cared only that their great energy let itself loose
Upon the world
As if words could be
The endless electricity of the everlasting night
And keep us all awake forever
Drowning in their fears and tears and sorrows and words and memories and loves and lights and night and everything else there is in the world
Only they can say.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Suppressed Anger

it is as if the belly of a woman
is pregnant with a very long snake
and slowly it exits its way
through the esophagus
but you cannot see it first
because the teeth is still gritting
and the mouth is still closed
but on the spur of the moment
when restraint gives way
the mouth suddenly opens
the teeth stops gritting
and the head of that very long snake
comes out
showing its sharp fang
and suddenly
without any talk
bites the object of its
affection.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The evil and the good

The things we call evil
Is evil only to us
As we don’t see it
In relation to the rest
Of the universe; so
It is not evil but good
In its own nature; hence
No evil is evil.
23.12.2009

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Internet Terrorists

The internet is a lovely place,
with it you can make friends
all over the world.
You can travel with it to countries
you will never be able to see,
talk to their people,
and even make new friends there.

Like with everything,
there is good and bad.
You get a few who want to spoil it
for all the rest.
They call themselves jokers and such.
I call them internet terrorists.
They come in different guises,
spammers, and pornographers to name but two,
but the worst of the bunch
is the virus constructors.

We’ve all been hit,
maybe even more than once
by these terrorists of the internet,
and as each day passes
a new virus is produced
somewhere by there internet terrorist,
who just want to ruin every bodies lives,
and take away their enjoyment.

Why I am writing this,
my computer was stuck today
by one of these insane lunatic
and their silly games.
It is no fun waiting hours on end
for the anti-virus protection
to sort the problem out,
given to you by some faceless lout
called an internet terrorist.

poem by David Harris
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Spirits Rebellious

I can't do right when all I wanna do is wrong
My conscience sounds alarm like the waning of a Chinese gong
I know about the punishment, I know about the law
My sins cut deeper than the teeth on a saw
My attitude is bad and my nerves are raw
I'm a shotgun snake, I'm a jackal with claws
I was born with a chip on my shoulder on a stormy night
Alright
My spirits rebellious, you tell us everything's okay
No way
Spirits rebellious, we won't do anything you say
It's a hard, hard world with a black corroded heart
There's a livin', breathin' devil trying to tear my soul apart
In a cold, cold grave on a dark, dark night
Eternity is black, I'll never see the light
Never listen to advice, I was never that bright
Couldn't walk away, I was lookin' to fight
I was born with a chip on my shoulder on a stormy night
Alright
My spirits rebellious, you tell us everything's okay
No way
My spirits rebellious, we won't do anything you say
No Way
My spirits rebellious, you tell us everything alright
Tonight
Spirits rebellious, all we gonna hear is lies,lies, lies
Lies...
My spirits rebellious
I can't do right when all I want to do is wrong
My spirits rebellious
I know about the punishment, I know about the law
My spirits rebellious
My sins cut deeper then the teeth on a saw
My spirits rebellious
I'm the teenage curse of the monkey's paw

song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Just one or two is enough

one or two excellent poems are enough
to get people to remember you by

the rest of them are for the scholarly
to study how you arrive at those
creme de la creme of yours

how you have fumbled and stumbled
to eventually handed/clinged on to their
heart for good

for the rest of humanity, just one or two
excellent poems are enough for them
to remember you by

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Another American Civil War

The rich are becoming richer than ever before
As the middle class is left expiring in its own gore.

Each day prices rise as people's confidence falls,
But wealthy are too busy to hear their desperate calls.

Rich are counting all the new money they're gaining
And can't believe that there's anyone complaining.

Like Medieval Times they live in castles behind walls,
Shielding them from the increasingly frantic calls.

As with their ancestors greed is the order of the day.
They have no interest in a poorer class with little say.

Only when downtrodden rise and demand their rights
Will walls fall and rich feel the pain of people's plights.

History is replete with middles classes becoming poor
Until they refuse to be ruled by the rich and declare war!

poem by Gregory Huyette
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Give me a Star,

Give me a Star,
Give me a Star that I may Flow on and on,
In all that is to be Given unto Humanity,
Iam Breathing a Calling,
Let it all be Said unto God's Love and Mercy,
This is my Breathe,
That we are the Max Healing,
The Remedy will Teach me all FLOWS when I see Star from East,
Coming to this Day is the Regime of God's Understanding,
We are not Failing this Moment,
This is the Star that is Better than the planet Earth,
Give me that Calling,
That the Star from within you may Shine,
Iam Teaching all Humane the Value of Time and Grace,
This is the Meaning toward's Peace and HARMONY,
This is what God gave to the Rest of us,
That it is by His Love we are not Hesitating,
Iam feeling that the Composure is a Great Composition,
Eat the Beauty of what God gave to Humanity,
Then see what is the Value for the REST of us,
Their Deception will not Avail,
God will Teach me Love and see a Calling that is a Star,
I will Overcome all Evil within this REGIME,
In that Star is the Beauty that we will not live with Hatred Anymore,
Since my Being is all Flow,
Iam Coming,
Hold on and Keep on Coming with what God gave to the Rest of Humanity,
The Breathe is not ENDING anymore,
Since I came and saw a Man that is Able to Breathe Again,
The STAR will be a Living Legend within any TIMING.

poem by Maxim Muyu
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Evil,

Evil,
Evil is still lurking in me,
Thinking that evil is laced up,
Evil is all that I can perceive,

All thoughts in disguise,
Evil is a burden that keep's percolating,
But good hast to be done,
Evil is still in these eyes,

Taking in what man is planning,
Bombs and guns,
Profanity and lies,
Humanity,
Tell me villain is not bad or good,
Maybe it's the season,
Or where are we Heading?
When you play the Bursting and the Killing.

poem by Maxim Muyu
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With Teeth

But she will not let you go
But this time Im not coming back
She will not let you go
But this time Im not coming back
Keeps holding on
She will not let you go
Keeps holding on and on
She will not let you go
No, no, no, no, no!
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
I cannot go through this again /x8
No, no, no, no, no!
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
Youve finally found the place where you belong
It comes on strong
She makes you hard
The rules have changed, the line begins to blur
To what you were
Wave goodbye
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
With teeth
And it runs deeper than you dare to dream it could be
The black seal
She makes you better than anything youve tried
Its in her kiss
She comes along
She gets inside

song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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The Storm

The Storm is coming
The day when nothing will matter
When troubles will be gone and war will be history

The storm is coming
Make you are prepared
it will come with no warning.
No one will know the day of it destruction

The storm is coming
Feel it's wrath
Everything you do now will be meaningless
Everything sticks and nothing is forgotten
The day of judgement is at hand

The storm is coming
Have you taken heed
Have you changed your ways
Have seen the errors you have made
Have you heard the sound of pain you have caused
The storm is coming and those who don't take heed will fall.

The storm is coming
It will be unavoidable
Be prepared and be afraid

poem by Rachel Branscombe
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Never Run Away,

Never Run Away,
Never Run Away from Evil,
They are so many that wish see us Fail,
I Have seen all through the Picture,
That we are all doing lot's of Evil,
Do Good that it may be seen for the rest of Humanity,
I perceive that the Remedy is from Inert,
The Movement will make that Dimension all Greater,
There is no more Runnin away from Evil,
Since mankind hast been doing this,
There is Need for change that will make this day a Living Beauty.

poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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The Man Who Climbs The Highest Pole Of The Bridge...

at the highest bridge on the city of
Cebu a man in his twenties
climbs the pole and sits there overlooking
the city
the City is in panic
for he must be saved
his name is taken: Juan
Molina,32 years old,
a thief, jobless, and without
any known relatives
and he is so hungry
and it is so hot at the top
and he is coming down
if there is something to
eat

they thought he is going to jump
and kill himself

which is not the fact of the case
he simply wants to see
the whole damned city
of leaders who cannot understand
that he too needs work
to have money to buy something to
eat to pay for the rent of his boarding space,
his bills, and his toothpaste
and soap

all the while the city is angry
this man must be sent to prison
we are so disturbed
and he creates the massive
confusion

sad, sad city.
suicidal masses
luxurious lifestyles of the rich and
the famous elite

most of the poor and the
lost do not ask anymore where is God?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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No theory is good unless it permits, not rest, but the greatest work. No theory is good except on condition that one use it to go on beyond.

quote by Andre Gide
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Good Man Bad Man

Do not call me a good man
based upon first impressions
because of a look in my eyes
because of compassion in my speech.

Do not call me a good man
because of a few words spoken
next to Adolf Hitler I am an angel
next to an angel I am Adolf Hitler.

Thus are discerned perspective's definitive scale
water is life source passive destruction active
a ripple a small wave perceived as motion beauty
a tsunami a mega tsunami surge slayer par merciless.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Mere Chaos

They say the way the world will end every now and then
Listening to me my friend
Just don't worry about it
Paranoia devoid s you.
Like a spell cast over us
Fear mongering is fear mongering
A conspiracy is neither a tried or proven theory
Our science is changing everyday
Out with old in with the new
But hey man that was of good use
Oh well it is junk now
Already forgotten just collecting dust
We can always go back they say
But do they?
Or is it more of the next best thing.
We call it innovation
I call it an unproven foundation
Improve upon what's already their
mere building blocks made of air
Just as the thought cross this page their is a new craze
People so lost in the daze
Hey the man says its okay its just another phase
Soon it will gone
And with the dawn will come the new
No routine, no order in all this craziness
It is but of mere chaos.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Ricochets Within Shuffles

In a highly delicate diplomatic meeting
I see a haze of lips flapping
Lip on lip
No one to sleep
Silence is the noise
May be the speaker do the voice
All I recall is a calling letter
For us diplomats to sue an alter

Ok I remember the reality
One, I didn't call on unity
Two, I did too much controversy
Three, I snatched the youths their mercy
And also, I walked behind law
Again, I walked by your row

Not me again
I fear I got nothing to gain
For the much I did
Please God forbid
It's all coming back to me
I know am never Jimmie
Neither will the eternity storm
Hit a blaze of unity at home
If not, a tsunami will call my life
like a suicide by the knife

This'll will burst my head
Whether here or on bed
Bullets are coming
Just because am in a meeting
Shuffles make me deaf
Heaven be my chief

poem by Buyunde Acura Sylivester
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G W

G W who spoke of good and evil just a few years ago
Those he refer to as evil do them he even know
Or has he even seen them and to them said hello?
At the strangeness of his utterings my wonder only grow.

He tells us he's a man of God is he God's Earthly judge
And is it's God's idea that against those he does not know that he should nurse a grudge
But how many innocents in Iraq because of him have died
Because of good and evil and Nationalistic pride.

We've been told of the crimes of Saddam but he is now on trial
For crimes against humanity his life's not been worth-while
But is G W any better that question I must ask
Though in a free and mighty Nation in his glory he does bask.

In Afghanistan and Iraq mothers weep for their dead
They have reason to dislike G W who back a few years said
We are good and you are evil words coming from one who commands such great power
Only spread the weeds of mistrust that stifle the peace flower.

poem by Francis Duggan
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