The Gruesome Murder And The Popularity
i told him about the tragedy of a 63 year old gay doctor
who was stabbed to death by two teeners
inside the bathroom of his house in bacolod city
it was gruesome
as it was filmed and the killer winked and smiled
after the murder
the teener feels that now he makes it to the headline
and to the person with whom i told the tragedy
he simply laughed it out
he wants the comedy part of the horrible error
faraway from home
he says, there is no place like america
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In every tragedy, an element of comedy is preserved. Comedy is just tragedy reversed.
quote by Wislawa Szymborska
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Tragedy
Here I lie
in a lost and lonely part of town
Held in time
In a world of tears I slowly drown
Goin'home
I just can't make it all alone
I really should be holding you
Holding you
Loving you loving you
Tragedy
When the feeling's gone and you can't go on
It's tragedy
When the morning cries and you don't know why
It's hard to bear
With no-one to love you you're
goin' nowhere
Tragedy
When you lose control and you got no soul
It's tragedy
When the morning cries and you don't know why
It's hard to bear
With no-one beside you you're
goin' nowhere
When the feeling's gone and you can't go on
Night and day
there's a burning down inside of me
Burning love
With a yearning that won't let me be
Down I go
and I just can't take it all alone
I really should be holding you
Holding you
Loving you loving
Tragedy
When the feeling's gone and you can't go on
It's tragedy
When the morning cries and you don't know why
It's hard to bear
With no-one to love you you're
goin' nowhere
Tragedy
When you lose control and you got no soul
It's tragedy
When the morning cries and you don't know why
It's hard to bear
With no-one beside you you're
goin' nowhere
Tragedy etc.
song performed by by Bee Gees from Spirits Having Flown
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Lady & The Doctor
The lady keeps the doctor in a place inside her pocket
The circle made her circle like a wheel
The doctor gives a strange love, but the lady she dont knock it
Shes glad to get a piece of anything
Because the lady needs the medicine ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Doctor needs the lady to see
The doctor keeps the lady in a page in a book
On the history of communicable diseases
The ladys been to school, she lets the doctor play it cool.
He writes the script, she follows his lead.
cause the doctor writes love story so fine
The ladys learned to read between the lines
Sometime
The doctor, he takes housecalls where he visits the animals
In their stalls, shoots them full of juice and then goes home.
The lady hits the supermarket where she rides the aisles in a shopping cart
till she feels shes played enough of the part to set by ooh,
The lady feels its enough to just be good.
But the doctor has his need to be understood.
The doctor feels hes so abused and the lady feels shes so unused
And demands the doctor tends her daily parts.
Ooh, but the doctor just cant do it because so long ago the lady
Blew it, theyre too old now to make another start.
The lady feels the doctors made of stone.
The doctor heart, it just aint fond of ? home?
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Melodrama
poverty drives him away
as she stays in the faraway village
her hands cold her heart so empty
he works so hard in the city
the promises of love makes him endure
the pain and sorrow
she waits for those long years
she keeps herself pure all for him
he comes back bringing his fortune
now wanting to ask her hand in marriage
her parents force her to marry
the son of the rich merchant in the city
disappointed she kills herself
she is found hanging on the ceiling of the mansion
he leaves the place wanting to forget
he writes love poems that end in tragedy
always in his dreams she is with him
the following morning he meets his happy death
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Shouldn't A Told You That
Well he told me that he was tired of being good
And he told me that she don't treat him like she should
Well he told me when he'd be alone he told me how long she'd be gone
I'm only human
He shouldn't-a told me that
Well she told me that her man was really fine
Makes her sorry that she doesn't have more time
Well she laughed and told me how she gets a little bit just now and then
I'm only human
She shouldn't-a told me that
My doctor tells me I should get more exercise
My friends tell me to be alone is so unwise
I'm being good but I don't know for how long
Temptation is comin' on strong
Well I told you that I saw him yesterday
Very sexy, more than that I cannot say
And just before I said goodbye I told him with a little sigh
I'm only human
I shouldn't-a told him that
My doctor tells me I should get more exercise
My friends tell me to be alone is so unwise
I'm being good but I don't know for how long
Temptation is comin' on strong
Well I told you that I saw him yesterday
Very sexy, more than that I cannot say
And just before I said goodbye I told him with a little sigh
I'm only human
I shouldn't-a told him that
song performed by by Dixie Chicks
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A brief and precise
“To be brief and precise”
What else can be the advice?
This may give room to rise
This maybe picked up by intelligent and wise
Human error can result in great tragedy
As life has already turned into comedy
We are on brink of disasters with no remedy
Many are loosing their lives but still not ready
What has made us so insensible to the reality?
Why do we not go for accurate decision with quality?
We have witnessed its uselessness with futility?
We remember for short time and press for continuity
The human tragedy is excused on the ground of error
Mere sympathy is shown for the consequences of terror
It doesn’t force us to change the mind till it strikes
We fled the scene on the available means like bikes
We need to sympathize for those who are in short
They are in desperate need of commodities at the port
They are starving due to negligence on our part
Many of them just pass away and rests wait to depart
No one shed tears for the deprived
No solution is immediately arrived
At every moment they are being connived
They languish but still survived
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Cut Up Angels
If we cut out the bad
Well then wed have nothing left
Like I cut up your mouth
The night I stuffed it all in
And you lied to the Angel
Said I stabbed you to death
If we go at the same time
They'll clean up the mess
I lost my head
You couldnt come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
Watched you bite into the bottle
Watched me kick out the chair
Let you chew up the glass
And laughed as you just hung there
I have thought of rose petals mostly perfect and pure
Then I thought of your petals
And the abuse theyve been through
I lost my head
You couldnt come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
You lost your head
I couldnt come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
Whoa whoa
I told the angels
Cant stay in heaven
I asked the devil
If we cut out the bad well then we'd have nothing left
Like I cut up your angels
Yeah you stabbed me to death
I lost my head
You couldnt come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
You lost your head
I couldnt come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
song performed by by Used
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I Told You.
I told you I’m stepping up,
I told you I’m stepping up,
And you still scream ‘order, order’,
I told you I’m stepping up,
I told you I’ve had enough,
And you still scream.
In the recollection of,
What you told me, I told her,
I bandage the wounds,
Cause I still see you hold her,
And I cry in chocolate,
But it’s not nearly so bad,
Tasteful sympathy,
So sweet and yet so sad.
I told you I’ve had enough,
I told you I’ve had enough,
And you still scream ‘Murder, murder’,
I told you I’m stepping up,
I told you I’ve had enough,
And you still scream.
Pointing fingers in my face,
Desperate solution,
Be sure to make your case,
Even with no evidence,
But be prepared to fight,
Judges orders,
Kiss your kids goodnight,
Stain them with the same lies,
I told you I’ve given up,
I told you I’ve given up,
But you still seem beaten, beaten,
I told you I’m giving up,
But you’ve been called on you bluff,
Now you scream.
The difference between tragedy and comedy: Tragedy is something awful happening to somebody else, while comedy is something awful happening to somebody else.
quote by Aaron Allston
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Living In Her Mansion
my love smiled told me
her dream she wanted to tell
her dream to live happily
with me in our small house
with a garden near the beach
close by the beautiful sea
tragedy this dream serenity
was not to be
status high society
did siren her compel
I left to live in a small house
left her to her mansion in hell
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Tragedy is nothing new
I am still in love with you
Tragedy is nothing new.
I still don’t understand you
Tragedy is nothing new.
I still feel sad without you
Tragedy is nothing new.
I still can’t make love with you
Tragedy is nothing new.
poem by Asif Andalib
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Homeless in a House
I ask you simply, what is home?
A place where kindred people come?
A space where residents reside?
What makes a home a home inside?
I ask you now, is home a house?
Can people buy homes with their spouse?
In houses can a family be
together for eternity?
I say to you, it is not so!
A home is where a man will go
to seek his flames of strife to douse.
A home he seeks, and not a house.
Inside a home a man has love:
From here below, and from above.
At home, he'll be with family
for time and all eternity.
poem by Chris Schleier
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Funeral
I want to have my funeral
But first I need to die
But not an ordinary death
You see
I want one filled of surprise
One death that no one would expect
One that’ll beat the rest
Of the
Out of the ordinary deaths
A death that will show the pain I hide
One that will make people tremble inside
To see that a little girl could hide
So much trouble and hate inside her mind
One that’ll have me on a bed
With rose petals all around my head
My wrist all cut up at the vein
A death that’ll make me look insane
It’ll have them saying
“maybe she hit her head”
For the death expressed too much
And set a feeling of depressed
Maybe a death
That’ll have written on my chest
All the things that “you knew best”
All the things I failed to see
Because they never were facing me
A death is called a tragedy
But not when nobody can see
That the tragedy was meant to be
Like the sun is meant to set each day
And how the moon never seems to stay
poem by Jennifer Alejandra
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Lovehatetragedy
Human behavior
Peculiar it seems
Some thrive on hate
Some love the dream
Everyone's got a purpose and wants to be loved
I think I found my purpose
I think I found love
Hidden inside myself
Tragedy
Strikes when you least expect it
Hate and destruction crashed down on our world
The stars and the stripes
The boys and the girls
It's sad it took war just to bring us together
I believe in love
I believe in forever
Hidden inside ourselves
You better run
You better run
For your life
For your life
Shed a tear
Shed a tear
Live in fear
Tragedy day
Tragedy day
Tragedy day
song performed by by Papa Roach from Lovehatetragedy
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What then is tragedy? In the Elizabethan period it was assumed that a play ending in death was a tragedy, but in recent years we have come to understand that to live on is sometimes far more tragic than death.
quote by George P. Baker
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Cloony The Clown
I'll tell you the story of Cloony the Clown
Who worked in a circus that came through town.
His shoes were too big and his hat was too small,
But he just wasn't, just wasn't funny at all.
He had a trombone to play loud silly tunes,
He had a green dog and a thousand balloons.
He was floppy and sloppy and skinny and tall,
But he just wasn't, just wasn't funny at all.
And every time he did a trick,
Everyone felt a little sick.
And every time he told a joke,
Folks sighed as if their hearts were broke.
And every time he lost a shoe,
Everyone looked awfully blue.
And every time he stood on his head,
Everyone screamed, 'Go back to bed!'
And every time he made a leap,
Everybody fell asleep.
And every time he ate his tie,
Everyone began to cry.
And Cloony could not make any money
Simply because he was not funny.
One day he said, 'I'll tell this town
How it feels to be an unfunny clown.'
And he told them all why he looked so sad,
And he told them all why he felt so bad.
He told of Pain and Rain and Cold,
He told of Darkness in his soul,
And after he finished his tale of woe,
Did everyone cry? Oh no, no, no,
They laughed until they shook the trees
With 'Hah-Hah-Hahs' and 'Hee-Hee-Hees.'
They laughed with howls and yowls and shrieks,
They laughed all day, they laughed all week,
They laughed until they had a fit,
They laughed until their jackets split.
The laughter spread for miles around
To every city, every town,
Over mountains, 'cross the sea,
From Saint Tropez to Mun San Nee.
And soon the whole world rang with laughter,
Lasting till forever after,
While Cloony stood in the circus tent,
With his head drooped low and his shoulders bent.
And he said,'THAT IS NOT WHAT I MEANT -
I'M FUNNY JUST BY ACCIDENT.'
And while the world laughed outside.
Cloony the Clown sat down and cried.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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When Tragedy Strikes
when tragedy strikes
sometimes it is worse
to be resident overseas
living in another country
far from shores of beloved
family friends relatives
yes sometimes it is worse
than being in other parts
of city or in own country
other countries are suddenly
far far away harder to get home
when tragedy signals return
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Nobody Told Me
Everybodys talking and no one says a word
Everybodys making love and no one really cares
Theres nazis in the bathroom just below the stairs
Always something happening and nothing going on
Theres always something cooking and nothing in the pot
Theyre starving back in china so finish what you got
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Strange days indeed -- strange days indeed
Everybodys runnin and no one makes a move
Everyones a winner and nothing left to lose
Theres a little yellow idol to the north of katmandu
Everybodys flying and no one leaves the ground
Everybodys crying and no one makes a sound
Theres a place for us in the movies you just gotta lay around
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Strange days indeed -- most peculiar, mama
Everybodys smoking and no ones getting high
Everybodys flying and never touch the sky
Theres a ufo over new york and I aint too surprised
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Nobody told me thered be days like these
Strange days indeed -- most peculiar, mama
song performed by by Lennon John
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Nobody Told Me
Three, four!
Evrybodys talking and no one says a word,
Evrybodys making love and no one really cares.
Theres nazis in the bathroom, just below the stairs.
Always something happening and nothing going on,
Theres always something cooking and nothing in the pot.
Theyre starving back in china, so finish what you got.
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Strange days indeed,
Strange days indeed.
Evrybodys runnin and no one makes a move,
Evryones a winner and no one seems to lose.
Theres a little yellow idol to the north of katmandu.
Evrybodys flying and no one leaves the ground,
Evrybodys crying and no one makes a sound.
Theres a place for us in movies, you just gotta lay around.
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Strange days indeed,
Most peculiar, mama!
Evrybodys smoking and no ones getting high,
Evrybodys flying and never touch the sky.
Theres ufos over new york and I aint too surprised.
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Strange days indeed,
Most peculiar, mama - roll!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Nobody Told Me
Three, four!
Evrybodys talking and no one says a word,
Evrybodys making love and no one really cares.
Theres nazis in the bathroom, just below the stairs.
Always something happening and nothing going on,
Theres always something cooking and nothing in the pot.
Theyre starving back in china, so finish what you got.
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Strange days indeed,
Strange days indeed.
Evrybodys runnin and no one makes a move,
Evryones a winner and no one seems to lose.
Theres a little yellow idol to the north of katmandu.
Evrybodys flying and no one leaves the ground,
Evrybodys crying and no one makes a sound.
Theres a place for us in movies, you just gotta lay around.
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Strange days indeed,
Most peculiar, mama!
Evrybodys smoking and no ones getting high,
Evrybodys flying and never touch the sky.
Theres ufos over new york and I aint too surprised.
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Nobody told me thered be days like these,
Strange days indeed,
Most peculiar, mama - roll!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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