The People In That Place....
i explained to them
what cruelty is
how savage can savage be
how monsters each one
another
how fortunes come
behind those
crimes
i keep on explaining to them
the unreasonableness of having too much
heavy burdens of fortunes on our back
like turtles afraid of losing their homes
how uneasy life becomes
how wary we can be
i travel lightly
carrying only this body
and the mind
this spirit soaring
leaving all of them
in their
crowded land
spilling blood
eating their own flesh
drinking their own
urine
munching feces and
dung
stinking people
loveless and
lavish in their
greed and
avarice....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Savage
Words of power are killing me
While the sun displays its teeth.
All mockery is laughing
All violence is cheap.
She said...
"These are my guns
These are my furs
This is my living room."
"You can play with me there sometimes
If you catch me in the mood."
Savage
Savage
Savage
You savage...
She said...
"I have this unhappiness
To wear around my neck."
"It's a pretty piece of jewellery
To show what I protect."
She said...
"Everything is fiction
All cynic to the bone."
"So don't ask me to stay with you
Don't ask to see me home."
Savage
Savage
Savage
You savage...
song performed by by Eurythmics from Revenge
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Savage Earth Heart
Ooooh!
...let me see the savage
I want to see the savage coming
Crashing through your face
I want to be there
When the savage comes
I want to be there
When the savage comes
When your savage earth heart
Cuts through
I wanna be a witness
Or a victim to your spell
Crackling in lightening
Dressed in shadows
Red like a carousel
I want to be there
When the savage comes
I want to be there
When the savage comes
When your savage earth heart
...cuts through
Will you lay all of your
Deepest wildest secrets bare?
Will you let all of those
Rumbling old gods take rage?
I want to be there
When the savage comes
I want to be there
When the savage comes
When your savage earth heart
Cuts through!
Then I was taken smoothly
By the vulture of the soul
That hideous strength
That numbs the tongue
And he led me like a cinder
Through the fields of hell
To doubt my friends and to hate myself
But when my savage earth heart
...cuts through
When my savage earth heart
Cuts through
Then my savage earth heart
...cuts through
And the culture of the soul laid waste
song performed by by Waterboys
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I was just very interested in the American frontier and the growth of capitalism - those enormous fortunes that were being made, more often than not, on the blood of poor people, black people, Indian people. They were the ones who paid very dearly for those great fortunes.
quote by Peter Matthiessen
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Green Is The Colour
Stabbed in the back by an unexpected foe,
a gross missconduct by any nature,
a means of life denied by unknown faults,
a falling unforgiven by thy own will.
Tortured by a greed unwanting,
greeted by answers greater than wealth,
apologies meant to be answered,
thrown by words easily said.
For green is the colour by lifes understanding,
a tale explained by the fortunes of many,
lost is the colour by my own eyes,
a dagger in the back always my demise.
Look forth my friend for your own will dishonered,
a fiendish will, bound by another,
grasp the colour of thy own will,
for greed is the answer coloured by green.
Bound by an existence of fruitfull torment,
taken from a will of an uncoloured mind,
penniless cries come unanswered,
forgotten is the portrait of deaths unanswered cry.
A willingness to live by a forgotten rule untamed by the greed of many,
life withought love always unaswered, green is the colour tamed by greed....
poem by Shane Lewicki
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On and on the blood begins to spill
I'll forever hate you
On and on my blood begins to chill
I'll forever hate you
On and on the blood begins to spill
I'll forever hate you
On and on my blood begins to chill
I'll forever hate you
Waiting, breathing, seething
For this time
Waiting, breathing, killing
All my time
Fortunes escape me
Torture me for my crimes
Peek through those pretty eyes
Every time they cut me down to size
Place your blame
'Cause all is lost in this silly game
All for you, and nothing for me
All for you, and nothing's for free
'Cause i'm lost again, broken instead
Lost in my head, everything you said to me
Killed me
I'm not free, i'm suffering
Fortunes escape me
Torture me for my crimes
Peek through those pretty eyes
Every time they cut me down to size
Place your blame
'Cause all is lost in this silly game
All for me, and nothing for you
All for me, there's nothing left of you
'Cause it's killing time, i've lost my mind
I've gone insane, i've got no brain
I'm losing touch, 'cause everyone lies to me
'Cause nothing's for free
song performed by by Velvet Acid Christ
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Savage
Who gives you the right to come here and tell me
I have to leave this place my home
To you its a jungle, to me its a kingdom
Where (my) people are free there to roam
Born with the stars we are happy and peaceful
til now we were left undisturbed
But you rupture the forests our gardens
And fill them with filth from your cities unheard
Savage, who is savage
Leave your morals, stake your claim
Savage, you are savage
Modern man can take the blame
You poisoned my tribe with civilized progress
Baptizing our blood with disease
You christened our bodies with sadness and suffering
Saying then that your God is well-pleased
What have we done to deserve such injustice
Explain to us please if you can
But you cant, no you cant, we can see it in your eyes
Of us both whos the primitive man
Savage, who is savage
Leave your morals, stake your claim
Savage, you are savage
Modern man can take the blame
You poisoned my tribe with civilized progress
Baptizing our blood with disease
You christened our bodies with sadness and suffering
Saying then that your God is well-pleased
What have we done to deserve such injustice
Explain to us please if you can
But you cant, no you cant, we can see it in your eyes
Of us both whos the primitive man
Savage, savage
Savage, savage
Whos the savage
Modern man
Whos the savage
Modern man
Beyond the realms of death
He had enough
He couldnt take anymore
Hed found a place
In his mind and slammed the door
No matter how they tried
They couldnt understand
They washed and dressed him
Fed him by hand
Yeah! Ive left the world behind
Im safe here in my mind
Free to speak with my own kind
This is my life, this is my life
Ill decide not you
Withdrawn hed sit there
Stare blank into space
No sign of life
Would flicker on his face
Until one day he smiled
It seemed as though with pride
The wind kissed him
Goodbye - and then he died
Yeah! Ive left the world behind
Im safe here in my mind
Free to speak with my own kind
This is my life, this is my life
Ill decide not you
Keep the world with all its sin
Its not fit for livin in
Yeah! I will start again
It can take forever, and ever, and ever
And ever, but Ill still win.
How many like him,
Are there still
But to us, all
Seem to have lost the will
They lie in thousands
Plagued and lost
Is nothing worth this bitter cost
Yeah! Ive left the world behind
Im safe here in my mind
Free to speak with my own kind
This is my life, this is my life
Ill decide not you
Keep the world with all its sin
Its not fit for livin in
Beoynd the realms of death.
song performed by by Judas Priest
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To Obtain a Following
Some will say they have chosen
To step in dung!
And will travel near and far...
To gather others of like minds
Who are convinced,
Stinking is the only way to obtain a following!
Leaving paths that are destined to be remembered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fortunes Of War
After the war
And now that theyve sent us homeward
I cant help but feel that Im on my own
No one can see just what this conflict has done to
The minds of the men who are on their way home
Im scarred for life
But its not my flesh thats wounded
So how can I face the torment alone
The vivid scenes and all the recurring nightmares
I lay there and sweat until it gets light
People say dont worry
Say that times a perfect healer
That the nightmares they will come to pass
Cant hear what theyre saying
I am living in my own world
And Im feeling trance-like all the time
I hear voices in my head
Could I really be going crazy
In the night the visions seem so real
Do you care if you live or die
When you laugh are you really crying
Youre not sure whats real anymore
Fortunes of war
Fortunes of war
Fortunes of war
No pain anymore
Sometimes I wake
I feel that my spirits broken
I wonder if Ive the strength...
Carry on carry on
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Because I Am The Giver Then I Am Inexhaustible
i have been thinking about greed
your greed with specifics
the details crop in cramped inside these craniums
and i am honestly
disturbed but i shall not let this matter
unmake me
i won't allow this to infect the flesh that you are eating
i shall be strong
and be willing to part with everything i have
all for you
and when every part of me is consumed
every ear, eye and even the mind
my heart reduced to nothing
not even shreds of paper
then you must leave
and you shall part with all satisfaction that
finally
you have taken everything from me
and i shall ponder on this
why did i allow this nothingness in me?
why did i allow you to rob me of my being?
shall i tell myself
because i have loved you much
even if i know that there is something messy in you
your greed
and avarice and selfishness?
it does not matter
i am the giver and i am always inexhaustible.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Ritual in the Dark
How I crave
Your fierce and tender love,
Claws digging deep enough
To draw my human blood,
To pierce my skin,
Little creature of the night
I've let you in
To feast upon my flesh,
Your heart on fire
As you claim my spirit as your own
In wild, untamed desire,
My flesh and bone
Are given you,
A human sacrifice,
My body on the pyre
Of your burning lust,
I give it all to you
When you abuse my trust,
It's what your savage gods require,
I have to now! I must!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Feces
It is going to take a miracle...
To remove the fumes left,
By this rodent's feces!
And all of those who followed,
This disaster with support...
Are just as guilty for their 'droppings'.
But their stench has been perfumed!
Although leaving absolutely no room,
For doubt of their treacherous ways!
And betrayal isn't quite the word,
On the tips of tongues these days!
Everyone will pay for decades,
For the extravagant charade they laid!
Leaving millions to live in anguish forever.
With an inflicted display of greed...
These rats created!
With the belief they can quietly leave!
And history will not be blind,
To colorize with flair and added dignity...
Or beautify the shaming disgust,
Just what these 'monsters' left behind!
It is going to take a miracle...
To remove the fumes left,
By this rodent's feces!
And surely the foundation,
Of that which has been glorified...
Has to be revamped,
To improve and solidify
All the damage that has been done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gods And Monsters
Yearning, keep them burning, kepp them earning
Someones got to pay for all these televisions
There's children singing, and church bells ringing,
and people skipping merrily to work and dreaming
and dreaming
For maybe, you'll wind up crazy, and when you're drinking
You may start thinking that you're stupid and you're lazy
Well just keep earning, keep on yearning,
and you will believe there are no gods and monsters
gods and monsters
So free of contradictions, no dereliction,
There are no gods and monsters
So useless and so pretty and so good
So pretty and so good, gods and monsters
Now have I got you watching, for all the gods and monsters
A sitting, reclining in the back row of your mind
I think thats what you'll find
Yes there are gods and monsters
Yes there are gods and monsters
Yes there are gods and monsters
song performed by by I Am Kloot
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Where Am I Going
Where am I going
From where have I been
The road is so lonely
No people I have seen
My old friends
Have all gone far away
To find their fortunes
In cities they say
Their memories still haunt me
Every step that I take
I’m left wondering what my future might make
The dreams of being famous
Fade like the setting sun
The fortunes that enticed me
Entice me no more
All that I wish is for my youth to return
Back to my childhood, my home by the sea
To the friends I once knew and games that we played
1 Jan 1996
poem by David Harris
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There are many facts showing that Putin's people enriched themselves by using power mechanisms so that's why for them losing power means losing their fortunes.
quote by Garry Kasparov
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It Was Only Yesterday When I Said I Want Your Body
yesterday i may have been high with my
testosterone
i wanted your body to satisfy me
i was so hard on
myself demanding what may kill me
at the end,
but then i jacked off
then i turned weak and flaccid in my thoughts
the heat is over
and time to cool off from our senselessness
and hard
headedness our unreasonableness to the demands of the hard
flesh,
now i sit calm like a lotus pure around this mud
i take back my mind
i put my senses intact
i still need your love, your mind, your care, your thoughts,
and your body to just sit beside me
i do not have even the courage to touch you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Seeking fortunes in America led to Germany losing people, and the American continent received many people whose contributions are particularly clear in the agricultural and technical fields.
quote by Julius Streicher
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Fear
what am i most afraid of?
losing my health?
losing my job?
losing my family?
losing my virility?
losing my self-image?
losing my dignity?
losing my sanity?
losing my life?
or ending up alone
in the darkness
without reason or form
or direction.
what am i most afraid of?
and why?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Fortune Faded
They say in chess you've got to kill the queen
And then you mate it
Oh I? Do you?
A funny thing, a king that gets himself
Assassinated
Hey now, every time I loose
Attitude
You took a town by storm
the mess you made was nominated
Oh I ? Do you?
Now put away your welcome,
Soon you'll find you've overstayed it
Hey now, every time I loose
Attitude
So divine, hell of an elevator,
All the while, my fortune faded,
Never mind the consequences of a crime
is time, my fortunes faded
The medicated state of mind,
You'll find is overrated
Oh I ? Do you?
You saw it all come down and now
Its time to imitate it
Hey now, every time I loose
Attitude
So divine, hell of an elevator,
All the while, my fortune faded,
Never mind the consequences of a crime
is time, my fortunes faded
Come on God, do I seem bulletproof?
So divine, hell of an elevator,
All the while, my fortune faded,
Never mind the consequences of a crime
is time, my fortunes faded
So divine, hell of an elevator,
All the while, my fortune faded,
Never mind the consequences of a crime
is time, my fortunes faded
song performed by by Red Hot Chili Peppers
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What is most important for democracy is not that great fortunes should not exist, but that great fortunes should not remain in the same hands. In that way there are rich men, but they do not form a class.
quote by Alexis de Tocqueville
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Bible, Franz Kafka And Mayan Popol Vuh
Drinking wine, because the
wine is for the spirit, eating
bread, because the bread
is for the flesh of the body,
needing to be alive, needing
to be able to use the words,
all the words belonging to
God in the moment that ''God
said, Let us make man in our
image, '' as Bible says.So,
The Lord gave us the words,
as a great gift.So, we are
drinking wine and we are
eating bread to be with Him,
because without Him, our words
may become silence. Moreover,
we may be unable to use them,
we may ''turn into monkeys'' as
Mayan Popol Vuh says. Who really
knows how many kinds of species
talked? Why did the serpent talk with
Eve? Did the serpent belong to a
talking specie? What Kafka really
wanted to say in his ''Metamorphosis''?
I understand that we can die all and
we can be created again by Him,
The Great Creator. The Darwin's theory
of evolution and Mayan theory of
involution may be false, but the
power of God is true. All I really know
is that we need to be good people
and really faithful to be existent.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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