watching again the Count of Monter Cristo
the classic revenge
using the sword, discovered treasure,
and a memory of a friend, now,
taking back what was his.
mercedes tells who the real
father of her son
the marriage was for
convenience,
he was not a pleasure
but a temporary cure for
her shame.
finally, Dantes has the world
in his hands,
now he is willing to throw
hate on the cliff
embracing God.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hands & Knees
You see me walking away
What more could I say than sorry
I failed by all your complaints
You pushed a life change but its not me
And filthy hands lay apon my chest
Lay upon my sin, but I do it for green
And in your mind you are blind
And your back turn so fine
Where were you when I needed you most
So mother so father
Im on my hands and knees
So mother so father
Im scrounging for whats left of me
My self-indulgence to blame
For all of the shame in the family
You dont know what its like
How I feel how I cry
How I hate the way I hate my life
So mother so father Im on my hands and knees
So mother so father
Im scrounging for whats left of me
Pues madre, y padre
Esta vida no quiero vivir
So mother so father
I dont want to live this way
So mother so father
Im scrounging for whats left of me
So mother so father
I dont want to live this way
So mother so father
Im scrounging for whats left of me
song performed by by Unloco
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(No More) Love At Your Convenience
Your childish game is over now.
Lost your power over night some how.
Better see it ain't gonna be like it used to be.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your command.
No more love at your convenience.
Lots of time late at night, I really needed you.
I'm telling you tonight's the night.
Close your mouth
Turn off the light.
Pull me babe.
Pull me down closer on you.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your command.
No more love at your convenience.
Lots of time late at night, I really needed you.
I really needed you.
I really needed you.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your command.
No more love at your convenience.
Quit your tears and dry your eyes.
You know I hate to see you cry.
Don't you see,
Things gotta be what they got to.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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I Wanna Know Who The Father Is
Dark rewrite of the classic love song, I Wanna Know What Love Is
I don't need no more time
No more time to think it over
Too late
I've already read between the lines
Not gonna wait till he's older
Ohhhh, oo oh oh oh oh oh
Now this mountain together we will climb
Alone I will no longer carry this burdren on my shoulders
Through the clouds of your lies
I have seen you lose your angel's shine
Nothing now can keep me warm
As my love for you grows colder
In our lives you have created heartache and pain
I honestly don't think I can ever look at you the same again
Can't go back now, you've taken us all too far
To change this new lonely life
I wanna know who the father is
I demand that you tell me
I want you to spill just who the....is
I think it's time you know
You can no longer con me
I'm only gonna give you a little more time
A little more time to own up to me
You've got nowhere left to hide
It looks like finally the truth has been leaked to me
In our lives you have created heartache and pain
I honestly don't think I can ever look at you the same again
Can't go back now, you've taken us all too far
To change this new lonely life
I wanna know who the father is
I demand that you tell me
I want you to spill just who the....is
I think it's time you know
You can no longer con me
I wanna know who the real father is
I demand that you tell me
Who's the heel?
Who sealed the deal?
I wanna know who the real father is
Yes, sweetheart I finally know all these years you lied to me
Let's talk about the father
I wanna know who he really is
The one you took inside
I demand that you tell me
If you want even the smallest chance at saving our love
I wanna know who the real father is
Darling, no longer can you hide
Better just tell me
I wanna know who the real father is
Let's talk about the father
I demand that you tell me
We're gonna have our little girl tested too
I wanna know what the truth really is
And you should know, baby you should know
You can no longer con me
I want to know who the real father is
I demand to know
I want you to tell me his name and show me a picture
Lady, you best tell me who he is
Before I take you to divorce court tomorrow
2009 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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Calculator
Turned on.
Punch in any number,
But before you do,
Let me insinuate some things to subtract, add, multiply, & divide.
First, add the years you've spent selling yourself like a Muslim marriage plan.
Second, subtract the dignity diminishing as each year goes by.
Third, divide the spermicide
Eating at your pride
You have no access to happiness
Divide the children pertinent to each man
Don't get too shocked now.
Gotta get to work.
Divide, divide, divide.
Fourth, multiply the times spent with your legs open
Like a 24-hour convenience store.
And what did you get?
A man's spermicide
Eating at your pride
Making babies like you're taking a shit
Subtracting your dignity
In addition to the years spent selling yourself like a Muslim marriage plan.
All of this - for a man's convenience.
Now I know why you hate math.
poem by CDM Anderson
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Old Fashioned
call me old fashioned
i will not mind, i still cling to marriage
despite the odds.
i am not an angel
but i always know how to ask
forgiveness.
my wife is hardheaded
taking me in again
with all arms embracing
this prodigal husband
this philanderer
with nothing to give but love
reborn
and promises relived
life is hard
fidelity is a long lost virtue
but marriage must remain
as the cornerstone
of life
inside the house still
lies the real home
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Temporary Secretary
Mister Marks Can You Find For Me
Someone Strong And Sweet Fitting On My Knee
She Can Keep Her Job If She Gets It Wrong
Ah, But Mister Marks I Won't Need Her Long
All I Need Is Help For A Little While
We Can Take Dictation And Learn To Smile
And A Temporary Secretary Is What I Need For To Do The Job
I Need A
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Mister Marks Could You Send Her Quick
'Cause My Regular Has Been Getting Sick
I Need A
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Mister Marks I Can Pay Her Well
If She Comes Along And Can Stay A Spell
I Will Promise Now That I'll Treat Her Right
And Will Rarely Keep Her 'Til Late At Night
I Need A ..
She Can Be A Belly Dancer
I Don't Need A Need Romancer
She Can Be A Diplomat
But I Don't Need A Girl Like That
She Can Be A Neurosurgeon
If She's Doin' Nothing' Urgent
What I Need's A Temporary, Temporary Secretary
I Need A, I Need A
Temporary Secretary. Temporary Secretary
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Now Mister Marks When I Send Her Back
Will You Please Make Sure She Stays On The Right Track
Spoken: Well I Know How Hard It Is For Young Girls These Days In The Face Of Everything To Stay On
The Right Track
What I Need's A Temporary, Temporary Secretary
Temporary Secretary I Need A
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary,
Temporary Secretary I Need A
Temporary Secretary. Temporary Secretary,
Temporary Secretary.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Rather Hate You Than Love You
I would rather hate you than love you
Because there are some things that I can’t go through
I would rather hate you than love you
Because I know I can’t stand it if you turn up not being you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of spending days and nights crying over you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of wondering where you are and what you do
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of thinking if you feel the same about me as I about you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of questioning you and whether your love is true
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of seeing you smile for another as if I meant nothing to you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of making plans for an Us without a U
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of torturing myself for feeling the way that I do
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of counting the days until I again see you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of hating every woman because they cannot be you
I would rather hate you than love you
If I could have everyone but could not have you
poem by Stephen Dantes
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This Has Been Your Convenience
What has happened to our marriage?
'What marriage?
We both participated in a ceremony.
And you believe,
Socializing with your friends...
And doing as you please,
Was part of it.
But I didn't say 'I do' to none of that!
Your marriage has been kept in tact!
On the other hand...
Mine hasn't started.
And that's why my bags are packed.'
But this has been 'our' marriage.
'No!
This has been your convenience.
And I am leaving that and you.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I hate myself
I hate that you fooled me
With your infectios smile
I hate that you told me you loved me
When you were lying all the while
I hate that you were so jealous
When he was just a friend
I hate that you turned this
Into something we cannot mend
I hate that we screwed this up
Past the point of no return
I hate that you never believed me
Trust is something you should learn
I hate that you ignore me now
As if we never were
I hate that you betrayed me
For my pain there is no cure
I hate that you broke my heart
You don't know what I've been through
But most of all
I hate myself for letting you
poem by Marybeth Perdomo
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I Hate Myself
I hate that you fooled me
With your infectios smile
I hate that you told me you loved me
When you were lying all the while
I hate that you were so jealous
When he was just a friend
I hate that you turned this
Into something we cannot mend
I hate that we screwed this up
Past the point of no return
I hate that you never believed me
Trust is something you should learn
I hate that you ignore me now
As if we never were
I hate that you betrayed me
For my pain there is no cure
I hate that you broke my heart
You don't know what I've been through
But most of all
I hate myself for letting you
poem by Elizabeth Castleberry
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I Hate Myself
I hate that you fooled me
With your infectios smile
I hate that you told me you loved me
When you were lying all the while
I hate that you were so jealous
When he was just a friend
I hate that you turned this
Into something we cannot mend
I hate that we screwed this up
Past the point of no return
I hate that you never believed me
Trust is something you should learn
I hate that you ignore me now
As if we never were
I hate that you betrayed me
For my pain there is no cure
I hate that you broke my heart
You don't know what I've been through
But most of all
I hate myself for letting you
poem by Keeley Mallison
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Victims continue
Revenge is the means God punishes by.
Pleasure of revenge is God given bait.
Revenge removes hurt feelings, yet no good.
Revenge breeds revenge; victims continue.
02.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Memories
A Memory is one,
One that lasts forever,
A Memory is one,
One to treasure forever,
A Memory is one,
One you create with someone special,
A Memory is one,
One that you wont forget,
A Memory of you,
You the special one,
A Thousand Memories,
Is not worth a real you,
A Real you,
Is needed to make Real Memories!
My Love is not a Memory,
My love is True.
poem by Justin John Gibson
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A Leap Of Faith
at the very moment when he gave up God
he closes his eyes
he leaps from the top of the cliff
feeling the wind and the hands of the clouds
he stretches his arms
his hands groping for nothing
his feet no longer trembling
he feels the ground
he crushes with an impact
that he had never known
there is only darkness
and then a faint light and then he feels
the arms of God finally embracing him
he opens his eyes and there he sees God
the eyes of true compassion
love eternal
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Real World
Days, times we will remember
When innocence was lost
We let our hearts move on
So many dreams we thought would last forever
Today it doesnt matter
All those dreams are gone, they are gone, oooh
Tell me how it feels again
Oh, show me that its real and then
Ill walk away, from my own reflection
The stranger that I knew
The stranger that was you
And now I face a cold return to sender
A truce but no surrender
A voice that wont ring true, where are you? oooh
I reach over the edge
And throw a penny in the wishing well
Its so deep that I can tell
That in the real world
Theres fewer stars in the sky
And in the real world
You can get hear children cry at night
This is the real world
There is no time, for a life of solitude
Only hunger and survival
In the world we were born into, were alone, oooh
And it brings me to my knees
Our father lay me down to sleep
Father please
Pray the lord my soul to keep
Keep us in the real world
Keep us in the real world
Dont have to tell you
In the real world
Theyll damn you if you try
In the real world
Let it begin with you and i
This is the real world
Theres fewer stars in the sky
This is the real world
You can get hear children cry at night
Now in the real world
Theyll damn you if you try
And in the real world
Let it begin with you and i
Living in the real world
Yeah, living in the real world
song performed by by Foreigner
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Why We Shouldn't
No person should ever commit a sin
Whether it be against a stranger or a friend
No matter their faith or the color of their skin
No matter they be women or they be men.
No one should ever have the right
To sin for pleasure and even for spite
As to think too they have that might
To sin with happiness and even delight.
Nobody should think that it is acceptable
To live in sin and become respectable
As in GODS eyes all sins are detectable
And like a disease to all they are infectable.
No person should sin for pleasure
No one should sin for revenge or leisure
Nobody should have that displeasure
To give away a soul GODs greatest treasure.
Man knows where the devil has been
Woman knows evil starts from deep within
Children are taught immorality is not our friend
So we should never commit a sin.
poem by Randy McClave
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I hate you and me
I hate you for treating me bad
I hate you for using me
I hate you for telling me I am crazy
I hate you to pretend that you care
I hate you for making me cry
I hate you, ‘coz I’m being codependent on you
I hate you for treating me like a robot
I hate you ‘coz you’re so selfish
I hate you for promises that you love me forever
I hate you ‘coz you leave me, just like that
I hate you ‘coz you cheat on me
I hate you for keep me waiting
I hate you ‘coz you get marriage while I’m still hang on
I hate you for leaving me alone
In addition, I hate my self for loving you
I hate my self ‘coz until now I still love you
I hate my self ‘coz until now I care about you
I hate my self ‘coz until now
I still hoping that you come back to me.
poem by Ail Respicio
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So What The Fuss
If I'm caught at a dance party without my dancin shoes
And everybody dances on my bare feet
Shame on me
If I'm mindin my business just doin the right thing
And you try to front me off in the street
Shame on you
If a family's waiting for that special blessing to
come their way
But they ain't tryin to get on their knees and pray
Shame on them
And if we live in a time where every nation's fightin
'round the world
Yet we can't all agree that peace is the way
Shame on us
Shame on me, Shame on you, Shame on them, Shame on us
(repeat)
So what the fuss
If I gotta get up early in the morning for a job
interview
And I forget to set the stupid alarm
Shame on me
If my children are playin outside like little children
do
And you come 'round there tryin to bring them some
harm
Shame on you
Should I be drivin thru a klantown, find a restaurant
to get me some food
And someone says "hey boy, we don't serve your kind"
Shame on them
And if we live in a democracy and you don't use your
power to vote
Knowin some would like to turn back the hands of time
Shame on us
Shame on me, Shame on you, Shame on them, Shame on us
(repeat)
So what the fuss
If I'm hooked on a habit knowin damn well it could
cost me my life
Yet I keep doin what I should do without
Shame on me
If you're locked in a marriage and your other half
just gives you abuse
Yet you've convinced yourself that there's no way out
Shame on you
If we're jammin the music and somebody's got the
audacity
To say that they can jam it better than us
Shame on them
And should there be just a handful that believe that
we are totally free
And there's no need to fight for equality
Shame on us
Shame on me, Shame on you, Shame on them, Shame on us
(repeat)
So what the fuss
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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The Only Father I Have Really Ever Known
You never stood up and told the truth, you never even tried-
You simply took so much from those around you, and simply died-
Without contrition or even shame for all that you had done to so many-
Instead, I was left to carry guilt for a Father that did not have any.
The simple fact that you helped to procreate me, seemed to suffice,
As reason for the deceit and bias of many, the iniquitous price
That I was asked to pay, simply for who my Father was,
When I am no more responsible, for what my Father does,
Than those that you victimized before your untimely demise.
This is a most prescient fact that some do not stop to realize:
I was just a little boy then, yet became privy to your maleficence
As a man of 36, when my love for you became abhorrence;
When the man I knew as my Father died once again,
Where the sorrow for a Father lost, became the bain
Of my very existence-the thought that I mourned you
And the loss that I felt, when I was never warned, you
Were a monster-a fact that I should have known-
Instead, I held on to your memory, where I could have grown-
To distance myself from who I believed you to be,
To grow as a man, for all the world to see,
Unbiased by my connection to you, a man I never knew.
Instead, deceitful asservations, of things I could never do,
Continue to haunt me, as a spectre of unspeakable torment;
Where, my erstwhile inherent rights, I now sadly, silently lament.
It is not from you though, that I seek relief
From the horrors of my heart's abominable grief.
I look to my only real Father, in Heaven above,
Who only shows me compassion, truth, and love-
Not all that which you espoused, and have done.
You stole so much from us, but I will have won
When I can finally say I do not loathe you any longer,
Only what you have done-then I will be so much stronger
Than I am now, and then perhaps, ready to finally go home
To Heaven, and to the only Father I have really ever known.
-Maurice Harris,21 October 2012
poem by Maurice Harris
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Come As You Are (LP Version)
Come As You Are"
Come, as you are. As you were.
As I want you to be. As a friend.
As a friend. As an old enemy. Take your time.
Hurry up. The choice is yours. Don't be late.
Take a rest. As a friend. As a old memory, memory, memory, memory.
Come. Dowsed in mud. Soaked in bleach.
As I want you to be. As a trend. As a friend.
As an old memory, memory, memory, memory.
And I swear that I don't have a gun.
No I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun.
Memory, memory, memory, memory (don't have a gun).
And I swear that I don't have a gun.
No I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun.
No I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun. Memory, memory...
song performed by by Nirvana
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