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Don't kill the dead.

A person dead is defenseless;
Shed hatred; don't beat him with words.
Stop telling bad news heard of him.
A snake dead is not to be killed.
02.08.2012

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Stop Dead

Stop!
Stop!
Stop dead,
Stop stop stop stop stop stop
I pulled up at a west end junction (seeker of attention)
A full body kit and bass bins pumping (size up competition)
Come on red light, get into green,
I hit the brake, I must be dreaming..
Im stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Got to fix on you.
Dont wanna loose you, from my sight
Where ya going to?
Gotta know now..
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Got to fix on you.
Dont wanna loose, you from my sight
Where ya going to?
Oh-oh-oh
Ive got my eyes on the action (killer reputation)
Heat crazed in full satisfaction (become a phaser? )
Do what you do and do it to me,
Body in motion, now you see me
(chorus)
Gotta know know.. stop!
Come on now, come on now
Come on now, come on now
Wise up to remain young victim (come on, ways of attraction)
A full scale attack on the system (come on, no one visor? )
Do what you do and do it to me,
Im into red line territory
And im..
(chorus)
Stop!, dead in my tracks again,
Im stop dead in my tracks
Stop!, in my tracks (yeah)
Im stop dead in my tracks
(oh-oh) gotta know know..
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)

song performed by by Duran Duran
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Dead End

Well easily with me I show affection,
But it's a creepin up, a creepin up on me in another direction
I love, I write, and I die
And I try to ask no questions,
But the weary one is still me,
Do you think its obsession?
The smoke will find you a choker that matches your coat, not fit to be tied
The mirror it makes it all clearer as you stand alone and cant see your behind
Yea
They tried to tell me I could say that nobody could believe this
Well they tried to tell me I could say nobody could achieve this
The way you stayed of, locked away of
Keeping the flame for yourself,
The way you stayed of, pushin the blame of, reaping the fame for yourself
Oh well, it's a, it's a, dead end
It's a dead end
Oh, it's a dead end lonely day,
Say it's a dead end
It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a, it's a dead end day
It's a dead end oh day
And it's a long way, a long way down,
Hey well it's a long way, a long way down
Change is coming a baby,
Don't be startled lady
Every once in a while they do it again
You gonna shake it, shake it,
You know you wanna take it
Back to where you once belonged,
Back beneath the sheets and between the pillow cases
And the snake he races out and he, he tangles into your hair
Funny the fruits you choose
Oh the time you take, the words you loose
And it all goes back to rotation over the back of your hand
Oh the back of your hand, oh the back of your hand
Oh the map is your hand,
it's the back of your hand, the back of your hand
say the back of your hand, oh the map is your hand, it's the back of your hand
stop whining all the time,
don't you find a little secret to yourself always saved your life,
stop listening to the words that you've heard
no one else but yourself will agree with you more
that it's a long, long way
it's a long, long way
and it's a long, long way, a long way down
hey, and it's a long way down,
and it's a lo- oh- oh- ng way down
hey, hey, hey, and it's a long, long, long, long way down,
say say, SCATS
and it's a lo- oh- oh- ng way down, hey and it's a long way dooooown
it's a dead end
it's a dead end oh
it's a dead end lonely day
it's a, it's a dead end
It's a, it's a, it's a, it's a, it's a dead end day
It's a dead end oh day

song performed by by Jason Mraz
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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All Dead, All Dead

Memories, my memories
How long can you stay
To haunt my days
She came without a farthing
A babe without a name
So much ado about nothing
Is what shed try to say
So much ado my lover
So many games we played
Through every fleeted summer
Through every precious day
All dead all dead
All the dreams we had
And I wonder why I still live on
All dead all dead
And alone Im spared
My sweeter half instead
All dead
And gone
All dead...
All dead all dead
At the rainbows end
And still I hear her own sweet song
All dead all dead
Take me back again
You know my little friends
All dead
And gone
All dead and gone
Her ways are always with me
I wander all the while
But please you must forgive me
I am old but still a child
All dead all dead
But I should not grieve
In time it comes to everyone
All dead all dead
But in hope I breathe
Of course I dont believe
Youre dead
And gone
All dead
And gone

song performed by by Queen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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My Soldier

I see it on the news.
Stories of soldiers being killed.
I always prayed that it's not you,
I wish I knew that you were safe,
I don't think that I can handle your death,
You are my soldier, and you
Mean everything to me….

The bombs exploding, I pray that you aren't hit.
That would cause my world to end.
I needed you in my life.
I pray that you would come home soon.
I know it was your dream
To be a soldier, protect the innocent
Tell me this, is it worth dying for?
Who is the enemy you are fighting?
Dead scared child with a gun?
Made me see that this war is useless
There is no hero, only a grief in a war

I wish war would end soon….
For you to come home, I missed you
I barely do anything these days
My heart stops, when I hear the door bell
Afraid to see a soldier on my door step
Telling me my worst fear, not seeing you live
Just heard the news of soldiers being killed.
I prayed that it was not you, my soldier.....

poem by Dush Swaranga
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Kissing the Fang

Snake biting once biting dead
Snake biting twice biting life
Walking in the sorghum stalk
The oldest foe- the snake heard my feet
The snake raised the neck and hissed
As our eyes met at equilibrium
I stopped and drew my spear
The hateful send boiled to the brim
The brawl commenced I speared it back fatefully
The snake bitten my right feet fatefully
The biting bit me dead I fell down breathing not
The snake bitten my left feet again.
The biting bit me life I raised up breathing lively
The snake snaked away
The venom paralyzed me but
I giddily crawled after the snake
I gasped and kissed the snake fang
I spate the healing saliva in the snake wound
We departed in peace-indeed peace in death

poem by David Aoloch Bion
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Bad News Beat

Have you heard the news
I lost my baby to another man
I got a bulletin of news
Late breaking story that I dont understand
Should I call her up late
Should I ask her how she really feels
Should I try to make a date
For a time when we can touch
And feel.
She so on fire
Shes my desire.
Ive got the bad news beat
And my reception is loud and clear
Ive got a man in the street
Telling me what I dont want to hear
Ive got an eye in the sky
Taking pictures that I dont want to see
Shes got a brand new guy
Looks like shes never coming back
To me.
She so on fire
Shes my desire.
Ive got an eye in the sky
Ive got a man in the street
Ive got the bad news beat
Ive got the bad news beat

song performed by by Neil Young
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Don't try to talk anyone out of concentrating his hatred on Ayn Rand or any other dead person. It can't harm the dead. Diverted to a living person, it might actually do harm.

quote by John McCarthy
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Dead Against It

And when she drowns
Within and in the fizzy gin, begins to sigh
Good God or my I cry and die and lie beside
She is the apple in my eye
She talked to god
I couldnt cope
Ord hope eloped
A dope she roped
This salty lie
And when shes dreaming, I believe
And when shes reading, I retreat
Cant believe her
Telling me shes dead again
Telling me shes dead against it
And deep my wound
Within for every second chance it was
Thy-tore
From deep within, despite the rain, my words are worn
She loves to talk into the phone
No matter who
No matter when
No matter where
No better than the faulty line
And when shes dreaming, I believe
And when shes reading, I retreat
Cant believe her
Telling me shes dead again
Telling me shes dead against it

song performed by by David Bowie
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Don't Cry

Why do you cry? He has risen.
Why are you weeping? He's not dead.
Why do you cry? he has risen.
Why are you weeping? He's not dead.
He paid it all on that lonely highway(hayyyy). And his anointing I can feel. He shed his blood (ohh ohh ohh). For my
transgressions (ohh ohh ohh). And by his stripes we are healed.

Why do you cry? He has risen.
Why are you weeping? He's not dead.
So as you go through lifes journey(neeeee). Don't you worry lift up your head. Don't you cry (ohh ohh ohh) stop your weeping
(ohh ohh ohh) He has risen He's not dead.

[Chorus]
Don't cry
wipe your eyes
He's not dead.

(ohh ohh ohh ohh)
Don't weep
He's not asleep
Je-hovah
He's not dead

(ohh ohh ohh ohh)
Don't cry
wipe your eyes
He's not dead

[with modulation repeat 4x's]

song performed by by Kirk Franklin from The Rebirth Of Kirk Franklin
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Stop Dead

Let me forget
Let me forget
Or let me go let me go
I'll keep it quiet as a whisper
I'll keep it low low low
Never
The biggest word i ever heard
Stop dead
Stop dead
You're getting too close
Before you even opened your eyes
I moved about a million ways
I killed about a million people
And filled about half a day
Before you even opened your eyes
You had to have to ask me who
I love it
I mean you
My face was in your hands
You looked into my eyes
You said i tasted right
And swallowed me alive

song performed by by Cure
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Every tear you shed for the dead you love

Reminds them of the earth people who love them
And the dead are now confused

To go or not to go
To finally leave and be full-fledged souls to the other world

Every tear confuses them
And you are so cruel, you shed so many tears

Enough for the dead to be restless and crazy,
Please stop crying, let the dead go, we just buried them.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Stop Me

I was weak and I was blind
You know I never ever wanted to put
Our love on the light
You were right, and I was wrong
I should have listened to the words
You said
But I was too headstrong
So if youve heard this all before
Dont let me carry on no more
Stop me, stop me if you think youve
Heard this one, this one
Stop me, stop me if you think youve
Heard this one
Stop me, stop me if you think youve
Heard this one, this one
Stop me, stop me, stop me
You said I lied, you said I cried
But I had to say something fast in case
You threw me aside
I didnt know, I couldnt guess
If I only would have known I never
Would have been in this mess
But if youve heard this all before
Dont let me carry on no more
Stop me, stop me if you think youve
Heard this one, this one
Stop me, stop me if you think youve
Heard this one
Stop me, stop me if you think youve
Heard this one, this one
Stop me, stop me, stop me
But if youve heard this all before
Dont let me carry on no more
Stop me, stop me if you think youve
Heard this one, this one
Stop me, stop me if you think youve
Heard this one
Stop me, stop me if you think youve
Heard this one, this one
Stop me if you think youve
Heard this one, this one
Stop me if you think youve
Heard this one, this one

song performed by by Donna Summer
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Involuntary suicide?

The sound of silence echoing.
Beneath a sky of cloudless blue.
You find the silence threatening.
I know I would if I were you.
Hough you can run you cannot hide
You must have known I'd hunt for you.
Your only choice is suicide.
To kill yourself before I do
My daughter's dead but you still live
You killed my child and then you fled.
I can't forget I won't forgive.
My only aim to see you dead.
Now you are dead I'm satisfied.
Involuntary suicide?

Sunday,19 August 2012

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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A Dead Snake

i shared my love and relationship
just some time back...are
standing around me beating me
i am twice dead now
the first when i became a snake
from human
the second when as a snake i was beaten to death
by this inhuman
i did prove i never had any venom even
even then....
i wonder why
these people are
standing around me and beating me
a dead snake

poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
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Snake; an oracle of oath

The godless men worship the snake
The godless men take oath in name of snake
And the curse comes upon wrongdoer
The godless men take oath in the name of snake
And blessing rains upon the innocent
The godless men take oath in the name of snake
And snake bitten dead the lair
And snake spare life of the truer
Despite snake answers to godless men
No votive or thank given to snake, the god
So the stopped the men to swear
By it name, snake said men used
Thunder and fire for swearing instead of it name
As snake disowned the godless men
Hex fallen upon

poem by David Aoloch Bion
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Red Blood & Black Tears Part 4

in the darkness of her room,
calming her self,
she has been raped,
bashed,
and cut all over,
shes telling her self,
that there is no help for her now,
her lover was dead,
she had no family,
no life,
and no one to help her,
she was all alone,

then there was a knock at the door,
she ran for it,
she got there,
it was the doctor who help her love and her-self,
he said,
your husband die of a Disease,
a poison had killed him,
for one of his knifes,
he told her to stop or she might be the same,

as he walked away,
she walked back inside,
with a smile on her face,
she was pleased,
that her husband did not kill himself,
and that there was somebody who cared,

she started to think,
about was the doctor had said,
should she stay the same,
or change to a everyday person,
she was thinking,
and thinking,
the she said,
I will...

poem by Harley Morriss
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The recent history of Ukraine is replete with dead journalists, beaten journalists, news agencies being shut down, and politicians being injured or killed. Most are killed in mysterious auto accidents.

quote by Bob Schaffer
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The News

Whut dat you whisperin' keepin' f'om me?
Don't shut me out 'cause I 's ol' an' can't see.
Somep'n's gone wrong dat 's a-causin' you dread,--
Don't be afeared to tell--Whut! mastah dead?

Somebody brung de news early to-day,--
One of de sojers he led, do you say?
Did n't he foller whah ol' mastah lead?
How kin he live w'en his leadah is dead?

Let me lay down awhile, dah by his bed;
I wants to t'ink,--hit ain't cleah in my head:--
Killed while a-leadin' his men into fight,--
Dat 's whut you said, ain't it, did I hyeah right?

Mastah, my mastah, dead dah in de fiel'?
Lif me up some,--dah, jes' so I kin kneel.
I was too weak to go wid him, dey said,
Well, now I 'll--fin' him--so--mastah is dead.

Yes, suh, I 's comin' ez fas' ez I kin,--
Twas kin' o' da'k, but hit 's lightah agin:
P'omised yo' pappy I 'd allus tek keer
Of you,--yes, mastah,--I 's follerin',--hyeah!

poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Moses The Prophet

Moses
The Prophet
Of Jews
And mine
As well
See
What is going on
In the Holy land
People are fighting
Blood of Man
Is shed
Here and there
Children
Birds
& trees
Are killed

Are killed
And every blood
Is shed
Is shed

Please
Speak to them
This is your land as well
Speak to them
All of them
To stop
Blood shed

To stop
killing children
Say sorry to God
& live in peace

Live In Peace.

poem by Eman Elbadawi
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When Danes Slaughter Dolphins

Whatever could have been their sin?
These creatures slain, these dolphins?
Massacred and killed for a despicable sign
Of manhood, adulthood, what insane design!

Their blood flows down the oceans, shed
Danish humanity is thus proven dead
What culture so vile, what abhorrent insanity
Towards creatures defenseless facing such cruelty?

No rational beings and no literate nation
Will allow this sadism and abomination
But it happens with the Danes, and it is irrational
A practice that man is the most cruel of animals!

Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
April 14,2010

poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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