Tomorrow I Will Write It In Prose.
i tell you when i was away, i went to places that could have lost me,
everything was delayed,
the bus is old, the window is a glass with a crack which i do not touch afraid that it may cause injury to my ring finger,
the roads are muddy, and workers are repairing one wooden bridge,
we stop from time to time, a child is conducting traffic, the town is
crowded, and the street at night has no light,
i mix with those passengers carrying so many baggage, old men carrying fighting cocks, students with their ears stuck on cell phones,
i talk to no one because no one talks to me, and then the rain pours heavily, and then the world gets darker,
my silence is choking me, but then i want to be alive, and so i breathe
deep and hard. I realized something. Tomorrow i will write it in prose.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Im Carrying
By dawns first light Ill come back to your room again
With my carnation hidden by the packages
Im carrying, something
Im carrying something for you
Ah, long time no see baby sure has been a while
And if my reappearance lacks a sense of style
Im carrying, something
Im carrying something for you
Im carrying.
Im carrying, cant help it.
Im carrying.
Im carrying something for you.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Cell Phone Mania
Cell phones to the right,
Cell phones to the left,
Cell phones, cell phones,
everywhere I look.
Red alert, stop! Listen,
shut up and drive,
shut up and read,
Cell phones, why so many.
Everyone talking,
cell phones in cars,
cell phones in bars,
eating places, cell phones.
There you can't escape
from them, you say
to yourself, the restroom,
no one would dare
use cell phone in there,
oh no, I hear someone,
talking to me, I answer them,
oh, sorry sir, did not know you
were on cell phone.
Oh, so many,
shut up, and walk.
Do away with cell phones,
and it would be like,
the crash of '29'.
People need cell phones,
sometimes their nice,
to have, but so many,
cell phones, might
as well join them
if you can't lick 'em,
join them.
Cell phone, cell phone
now how do I use this
thing, oh cell phone, cell phone,
Hello, Hello, oh that's
you mert.
wrote 1-19-07
Some Bridges
Every day I walk out in this torn up world
And I fight to survive
Im laughing when I make it to the saturday
And Im alive
Carrying your smile with me
Carrying your smile with me
Everywhere I look I see this world slippin down
That low road, day by day
And I just go on working for the things I need
And making my own way
Carrying your smile with me, oh yea
Carrying your smile with me
Take a walk on the troubled side of this old town
Take a walk on the broken streets and the buildings falling down
Look at all these kids with nothing but trouble in their eyes
Trouble in their future, trouble in their lives
Some bridges are falling down
Some bridges are still around
Take a walk on the shaded uptown avenue
Some people are doing well no matter how they do
And I know theres more to life than what you own
But I see so many good things, things Ive never known
Some bridges are falling down
Some bridges are still around
Every night I listen to the sound of the street
Lying in my bed
I love to see the dreams that are dancing there
In the light above your head
And sometimes I get so weary
And when hope is caving in
You fill me with your love and your laughter, baby
Until I get back up again
Carrying your smile with me
(take a walk on the streets of this divided town)
Carrying your smile with me
(take a walk on the smoking edge of the battleground)
Carrying your smile with me
(take a look at the situation, the poverty and the desperation)
(take the time for the realization)
Everyday Im carrying your smile with me
(take a walk in the daylight)
Carrying your smile with me
(some bridges are falling down)
Carrying your smile with me
(some bridges are still around)
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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The Gun
The man has a gun
He knows how to use it
Nine millimeter browning
Lets see what he can do
Hell point at your mouth
Say that hell blow your brains out
Dont you mess with me
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Dont you mess with me
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Dont mess with me
Ooohhh, carrying a gun
Get over there
Move slowly
Ill put a hole in your face
If you even breathe a word
Tell the lady to lie down
I want, ah, you to be sure to see this
I wouldnt want you to miss a second
Watch your wife
Carrying a gun
Shooting with a gun
Dirty animal
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Watch you face
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
Carrying a gun
The animal dies with fear in his eyes
With a gun
Dont touch him, dont touch him
Stay away from him, hes got a gun
song performed by by Lou Reed
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We Have The Storms On Time
We have the storms on time
in time for more stories to tell
A ship sank carrying a load
of 600 passengers lost and
unaccounted,
A loaded boat
lost in the middle of Surigao
Trench,40 passengers lost
and unaccounted including
a new born child and a sick
mother and the expectant
father:
More stars are shining
tonight and then fade against
the black clouds and the strong winds.
And in the morning
a fifteen-minute silence
for all those that perished,
we say all our prayers in solemn silence.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Band Aid 2---do They Know Its Christmas?
Written: midge ure, bob geldof
1:
Its christmas time
Theres no need to be afraid
At christmas time
We let in light and we banish shade
And in our world of plenty
We can spread a smile of joy
Throw your arms around the world
At christmas time
2:
But say a prayer
Pray for the other ones
At christmas time its hard
But when youre having fun
Theres a world outside your window
And its a world of dread and fear
Where the only water flowing
Is the bitter sting of tears
And the christmas bells that ring
There are the clanging chimes of doom
Well tonight thank God its them instead of you
Feed the world
Let them know its christmas time
Feed the world
Do they know its christmas time at all?
3:
And there wont be snow in africa
This christmas time
The greatest gift theyll get this year is life
Where nothing ever grows
No rain nor rivers flow
Do they know its christmas time at all?
Feed the world
Let them know its christmas time
Feed the world
Let them know its christmas time again
Bridge:
(heres to you) raise a glass for everyone
(heres to them) underneath that burning sun
Do they know its christmas time at all?
End:
Feed the world
Let them know its christmas time
End:
(repeat & fade)
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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Beside You
Little jimmys gone way out of the back streets
Out of the window, into the falling rain,
And hes right on time, right on time.
Thats why broken arrow waved his finger
Down the road so dark and narrow
In the evening just before the sunday sixbells chime
And way out on the highway
All the dogs are barkin way down below
And you wander away from your hillside retreated view
Went to wanderin nordhbridge way out on the railroad
Together all the tipping trucks will unload
All the scrapbooks built together stuck with glue
And Ill stand beside you, beside you
Oh child, to never wonder why
To never, never, never, never wonder why at all
To never, never, never, never wonder why
Its gotta be, it has to be
Across the crystal pavements
Way across the country where the hillside mountains glide
The dynamo of your smile caressed the
Barefoot virgin child
To wander past your window in the nighttime cross the floor
Crying as ecstasy surrounds you
Through the night air your proud time is open
Go well against the pointed idle breeze
Past the footlights of the brazen silence easy
In the night you cry and you want spirits to tell you
Everythings alright
Go ahead and do it one more time baby
Youre satisfied I guess, youre way up and the sky comes down
Kaleidoscope
Open and just hold the lantern in the doorway,
For the freedom of it.
And you take the night air through your nostrils and you breathe
In out, in out
And you breathe just like that, just like that
How does it get you when it gets you
When it gets ya
You may not know its got you until you turn around
And Ill point a finger at you, point a finger at you
You say which way, which way
Thats alright, weve gotten hip to it
Goin to do it right now.
Behind you
Beside you, beside you
Oh child to never wonder why
To never, never, never, never wonder why at all
Never never never never wonder why at all.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Blood Injury Free
Bus was
Very croud
Collage students
Are sunded over...
Bus did not
Stop in bus stop...
Inside over fighting
For driver to students...
Sitting seats are
Flying...
Bus glass was wonded...
Bus stoped on
With out bus stop...
Blood injury free...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Sugar And Honey
Can't stand myself and messed-up thoughts that are crossing my mind
I'm going crazy but i know that to myself i can't lie
Outrageous as a storm in autumn I'm fighting the way
It's gonna be so hard but i'll be ok
Tomorrow I'll be gone and far away
This town will never see my face again
As if i were searching for the light in dark cold night
Tomorrow 'i'll be gone and far away
You will never see my face again
Sugar and honey
Keep those words for someone else
Accelerate my car and feel how the speed is carrying me
Like thousand raindrops on the windscreen i'm wandering right now
I'm breaking rules,denying feelings,foolin'around
You could have stopped me then but you didn't care
Tomorrow i'll be gone and far away
This town will never see my face again
As if i were searching for the light in dark cold night
Tomorrow i'll be gone and far away
You will never see my face again
Sugar and honey
Keep those words for someone else
song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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Street Fighting Man
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
cause summers here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
Tell me what can a poor boy do
cept for sing for a rock n roll band
cause in this sleepy l.a. town
Theres just no place for a street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
Do you think the time is right for a palace revolution
Where I live the game to play is compromise solution
Well then what can a poor boy
cept for sing for a rock n roll band
cause in this sleepy l.a. town
Theres just no place for a street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
Well what else can a poor boy do?
Well what else can a poor boy do?
Well what else can a poor boy do?
Well what else can a poor boy do?
Hey my name is called disturbance
Ill shout and scream, Ill kill the king, Ill rail at all his servants
Well what can a poor boy do
For sing for a rock n roll band
In this sleepy l.a. town
Theres just no place for
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
song performed by by Rage Against The Machine
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Paris Rain
Cold, wet and windy day in Paris
A bench by a window in a warm coffee shop
Slight cold wind comes in through a crack in the window frame
Raindrops trail on the pane
Low hum of traffic and car horns liven the outside world
Whistles in the distance
Pedestrians in the light rain
Office workers, tourists, brave the weather
No where to go, no where to be, nothing to do
Except enjoy the warmth
And the view of the street
And Paris, on a cold wet winter day.
poem by J.D McNair
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Talking.... (Who Listens?)
even the silence of the night talks,
small children talk in their dreams;
old people talk staring out windows...
trees talk shedding leaves,
empty buildings talk to ghosts;
dead bones talk to the wind...
the wind talks those who mourn.
the hungry talk to their oppressors,
the prisoner talks to the walls.
the desperate talk to the noose,
lovers talk with simple touch.
soldiers talk to their fears,
the unborn talk to our decisions.
the moon talks to the night,
and the night talks to the dawn.
the soul of man talks,
and calls it god.
the conscience talks to the heart.
death talks to the living....
who listens?
who really hears?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Taking Loads Off Their Backs
This may be your yesterday,
Delayed with promises again to make.
With habits stated you need to break.
Dragging behind you conflicts
And arriving much too late...
For sympathies you wish to bait.
This is not that time for that.
Today people are taking loads off their backs.
Carrying sacks of baggage and issues to share...
Wont give you the empathy,
From those awakening to their own reality.
This may be your yesterday.
With a staleness you wish now to breathe.
But that isn't acceptable now and/or tomorrow!
Since yesterdays like those you bear...
Should be dropped and from them you should leave.
These are not those times anymore!
New doors have been opened.
And seeking those to help you grieve...
Will not find a warm reception.
Not here!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Starry Skies
Winter nights are cold,
And you're feeling old,
Stuck under the overpass,
You just can't get past,
Life wastes away,
As you go grey,
Future looking bleak,
As you try to stay meek,
What is the point of all this,
You should try to find your bliss!
You're stuck in your cars,
While I'm looking at the stars,
You're in a traffic jam,
While I'm being a man,
Too alive to contrive,
The lie that you're alive,
Wake up and breathe,
It's almost time to leave,
What should you seek?
Is there time for us to meet?
What could I say to you?
If only my heart knew!
Sitting in a distant land,
Trying to look grand,
Feeling real sad,
Sometimes I make you mad!
Stuck in your cars, I'm looking at the stars,
In a traffic jam while I'm being a man,
Too alive to contrive, the lie that you're alive,
Wake up and breathe, it's time to leave,
Taillights blink and you turn to drink,
Future is escaping as quick as a wink,
Living to fight another day,
I don't like to see you this way,
Don't want to leave things like this,
It is you that I will always miss,
Time to be alive and love each other,
Wish we could be friends again, brother,
So it is peace that I wish for you that struggle,
Trying so hard to keep it together,
Maybe we are meant to find our own path,
What will we find in the aftermath?
On your chest they will leave a scar,
Then I'll see you on a distant star!
05 June 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper
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This is my rain
Do you want to hold all sadness in the world to ease your own pain?
You think you are responsible to all fault
You always too hard to yourself
Till you don’t know what’s wrong
No, you don’t realize
This time you should release my hand and let me try
This is the way I show you my feeling
This is my rain
This is my eternal lament
It hurts to see you that way
It hurts when you ask that way
This is my rain
And you can’t stop it rains
It hurts when you try to smile
It hurts when you learn to lie
You think you are responsible for all the unhappiness
You always too hard to yourself
Till you feel you always wrong
No, maybe you have realized
But you deny your own hope and still don’t let me
This is the way my soul’s longing
This is my rain
This is my crying torment
It hurts to see you that way
It hurts when you still ask that way
This is my rain
And let me soaked in the rain
It hurts when you plea to be blamed
It hurts when you burden the flame
This is my rain
This is my fighting dance
Even you try to cage my heart
It won’t stop but flood
This is my rain
And it pours when rain
It hurts when it hits my skin
It hurts but storm will wash all clean
This is my rain
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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To Write Truthfully About The Rain
i must be here when the rain falls
heavily and when the waters rise
above canals and manholes
where what i see is water everywhere
when the rain does not stop
i must cross this street to another
street taking the middle of this flooded ways
without an umbrella
without my clothes on
the rain falls in all freedom
to the pores of my body
penetrating the thickness of my hair
my mouth drinks its drops
my ears take some more
i may be blinded and even be deaf
let the rain fall freely & heavily on my body
only then can i truthfully write about this rain
this walk this wetness this freedom this oneness
on the world that cries on these drops these tears
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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No More Rely On
The dawn wakes up
With crowing songs of cocks
The Sun puts on its dress
For the journey
People are on the hop
To end up the day
The Sun doffs stepping in to the cave
People offload the burden for a relax
I, you and they want to
Pass the day, week month and year
For goals, aims and hopes
How long have I done
How long have you done
The same phenomena
Without fighting with the time
In day today sense
Dawn wants night
Night wants dawn
The Sun and the Moon help for the process
Without having realized
I forgot the risk and danger
Just played with the time
May be you are
Ticking sound of the clock
Has come to struggle with me
Day, night and in every second
I am threatened reminding the past
I know now
I want to fight
To block and to stop the time
I am afraid of the time
The day and night
With the help of the Sun and Moon
I was gagged
May be you are
I want to come out of
I am afraid of the time
No more rely on
May be you are
Perhaps they are
poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon
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For What It's Worth
[Originally by Buffalo Springfield]
There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side
It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away
We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
song performed by by Rush
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Dreaming About A Heavy Rain And Then Waking Up At 3 A.m.
I can tell the details of the sequence
You dream that there was this heavy
Downpour of rain somewhere in crowded
Mong Kok, Hongkong and you ran
For shelter and then stay put and
Begin to use the power of this deep
Silence of a river running within the
Intricate linings of your veins.
You are in the middle of a strange crowd.
You keep looking where you come from
And you finally come to the conclusion
That you are not lost
You dream of a heavy downpour
And you like being wet together
With those that continue to walk.
You wake up so early you want to
Say something and yet she is too tired
Of you and she says
She still wants to get more sleep.
You get out of bed and look over the
Glass window. It is dark and the street
Is empty. You turn on the light on the
Table creating a small island where
In the middle of the light you put
Your mind like a stranger talking
About something that you like to
Understand for once and you do not really like it.
This is where you first decide to write.
This was the beginning of it all and it is still here
With you.
Back to square one. Back to the first syllable.
Back to yourself. The letters of the keyboard
Are as warm as you first once
A long time ago, pressed the vowels.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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For What It's Worth / Mr. Soul
buffalo springfield
For what it's worth
Stephen stills, 1966
There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me i got to beware
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side
It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away
We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
song performed by by Neil Young
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