The world’s sport
Predators are out to capture;
Preys are alert to escape.
Males are out to trap;
Females are alert to slip-
A sport the world conducts.
06.01.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Red Alert
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh whoa
Na na na noo noo
Information
Is time to comfort the weak
Invitation to rock with you
They will freak
Ho-ho-ho!
Red alert
This house is a-rockin'
Red alert
Tearin' the walls down
Red alert
No way to stop them
Red alert
Give me more, more, more
Red alert
I'm amazed
All the people that walk down the tower
In a haze
A masseuse will trigger the score
No, no, no
Red alert
This house is a-rockin'
Red alert
Tearin' the walls down
Red alert
No way to stop them
Red alert
Give me more, more, more
Red alert
Oh tear it down
We've been bad
Not as bad as we could have been
Not so sad
Next week we're gonna do it, do it again
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Red alert
This house is a-rockin'
Red alert
Tearin' the walls down
Red alert
No way to stop them
Red alert
Give me more, more, more
Red alert
This house is a-rockin'
Red alert
Tearin' the walls down
Red alert
No way to stop them
Give me more, more, more
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Red alert
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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The Poet's Dilemma - III
The poet has a lengthy journey
His destination is set
He has to reach that shining shore
That he can call his own
There will be many obstacles
And pitfalls on the way
But he must never stop or sway
Must never lose his way
And if he weathers all the storms
His arrival will be assured
Then he can bask in all the glory
And all the publicity
But this doesn’t mean his journey’s is over
He still has a long way to go
He must be alert and attentive
And watch-full all the way
Something he must always remember
Is there is plenty in the ether
And if he is always on the alert
He can capture it on his radar
poem by Leonard Daranjo
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The Voice Of Love
Scanning the land,
With her soft and alert eyes;
Searching for the 'clawed' ones
Whose thought alone chilled her spine,
With a thorough look at every side
Only after the last vestige of doubt had died;
She called him just like her mother used to,
In her soft and alert voice,
' Come my son, come....'
Protecting him from the unseen danger,
She could not risk being scared;
Because with every step she took she knew,
History would shout 'encore',
For the day when her mother made her run,
But never met her at home,
And all that she remembered of her,
Was her soft and alert voice,
' Run my daughter, run....'
She eyed her son to be sure,
But quickly focused away,
To the silent movements in the land,
To the visible unseen danger;
They were far, she could escape,
But her son was weak and slow,
And in a hurry she called to him,
In her soft and alert voice,
' Quick my son, quick....'
Faster than a bullet, swifter than the wind,
She could run and she knew that well,
But the thing she knew well the most,
Her son was weak and slow,
She had to protect him now,
He deserved no pain, was all she knew.
She turned around and fought her death,
She knew no pain, her son was safe,
And all she said while drifting to sleep,
Was in her soft and alert voice,
' Run my son, run....'
poem by Kanishk Gupta
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Distant Early Warning
An ill wind comes arising
Across the cities of the plain
Theres no swimming in the heavy water
No singing in the acid rain
Red alert
Red alert
Its so hard to stay together
Passing through revolving doors
We need someone to talk to
And someone to sweep the floors
Incomplete
Incomplete
Chorus
The world weighs on my shoulders
But what am I to do?
You sometimes drive me crazy
But I worry about you
I know it makes no difference
To what youre going through
But I see the tip of the iceberg
And I worry about you...
Cruising under your radar
Watching from satellites
Take a page from the red book
Keep them in your sights
Red alert
Red alert
Left and rights of passage
Black and whites of youth
Who can face the knowledge
That the truth is not the truth?
Obsolete
Absolute
Chorus
Absalom, absalom, absalom
song performed by by Rush
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Red Alert!
She is a beauty to behold
Like a the masquerade on display
She is wrapped with attractive garment
Her Arabian perfume oozes out ceaselessly
Her jewelleries shine like oriental sunlight
The eyeballs glitters like a refined diamond
Her skin is as a succulent tomato fruit
She is damned too attractive
Beware she is a compost
Decorated with fresh green grass
She locates herself in thick darkness
Down at the street corners
Her wares are displayed for stray dogs
Like a hunter on expedition
She pounces on her preys
Like Delilah she bewithces
Making strong men to genuflect
Dragging them into abyss
Let all be at alert
Because she a red alert
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Killers
There are certain insects
Where the females eat up the males
As soon as the mating is over.
Women mostly are persistent killers
Of men by sucking their sap
Throughout for their existence.
07.01.2006.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pink Slip
There are days I am expecting a bonus
There are days I pray for a pink slip
At times wishing for retirement but even so
I’d like to go somewhere tomorrow
I quit working once before traveled for a year
Was nice didn’t have to report to the chiefs
Then again sometimes it is nice to be punished
I really enjoy work using my cool tricks and wits
Get up early, consume the caffeine and play dress up
Drive really fast to beat the clock or the cute honest cop
Facing the challenge of the day and get into the rush
A check is nice but having a job is a pleasant surprise
As long as I stay healthy, alert, witty and wise
I will stay away from that fabulous pink slip
Not only tomorrow I want to get up early and drive
fri, december 29,2006 | Pink Slip (Rewrite)
poem by Kay Barcelon
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About 10,000 years ago, males and females were acting equitably and were treating one another as equals, and then males took over the power, because they have physical power and physical strength.
quote by Jane Elliot
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I write for myself.
I write for a name and fame
and not for penny or tummy.
I feel well while I pen verses.
It fills me with a kind of pride..
I am alert by heart.
I am alert by intellect.
I love the young and live young.
I learn my mental faculty.
I spend endlessly my time.
And spend painlessly money.
I have feeling of well being.
as they buy me youth and health,
with head upright while I walk..
26.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A woman’s wants
Men must have a sense of humour
To corner a woman’s fevour.
She responds to the alert head.
Men must have a mind of toughness.
She responds to the strong mind.
Being handsome is of no use.
18.02.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mad Males
males all
mad
for beauty females
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Poets and tellers
Dear Poet! You know or know not,
It is your right brain that
Is more active and alert.
It sees things as a whole, in long shot.
It sees wide and tell in terse.
It observes deeply and expresses its core.
Dear Story Teller! You se or see not, ,
It is your left brain that
Is more active and alert.
It sees things minutely in close up.
It scans at length and tells vast.
It observes closely and expands it.
Shakespeare is more a poet.
John Milton is more a storyteller.
16.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Males and females have never seemed to fully understand each other. It will probably continue this way, but I think that's part of the magic of it all.
quote by Scott Bairstow
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This idea that males are physically aggressive and females are not has distinct drawbacks for both sexes.
quote by Katherine Dunn
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Men Who Abuse Women
Men who abuse women a blight on mankind
And though aggressive males are not hard to find
Most males to the female sex respect only pay
And kind things of women only ever do say
Most abusive males were victims of abuse
Though for bad behaviour that should not be an excuse
Men who abuse women i would like to think rare
Though all sorts of strange sorts in the big World out there
They bring on themselves and the male gender shame
They are toxic people for want of a better name
To abuse another human being is a punishable crime
And all males who beat women in prison should serve time
And though aggressive males are not that hard to find
Not all males are abusive to woman kind.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Hurts Not The Cause
Preys get no revenge against predators.
They have no grudge, no jealousy for them.
Hurts and losses are not the causes
For revenge when outside the prey’s species.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The first census in 1790 asked just six questions: the name of the head of the household, the number of free white males older than 16, the number of free white males younger than 16, the number of free white females, the number of other free persons, and the number of slaves.
quote by Tom G. Palmer
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Sole Survivor
(m - weikath, l - deris)
I got that fever
Burning in my hesd
So many mmories
No tear to shed
Burns like a fire
Who stole my aims
My comrade fighters
Been set astray
How could I know
What others had in mind for me
How could they know
What measures I take
Sole survivor of a kill without alert
Sing your feelings
On your song remains unheard
We share like brothers
A light in the black
Totaly blended
Bold and erect
But weve grown intrigers
till its to late
Ime has brought fire
Fear greed and hate
Now Im crying
Im shatted on the ground
All I find
Has died anyway
Sole survivor of a kill without alert
Sing your feelings
On your song remains unheard
Sole souvivor got a voice without a sound
Mean mistreaters took away your ground
How could I know
What others had in mind for me
How could they know
What measures I take
Sole survivor of a kill without alert
Sing your feelings
On your song remains unheard
Sole souvivor got a voice without a sound
Mean mistreaters took away your ground
song performed by by Helloween
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Siren
I hear your voice calling me, seducing me
To jump into the waters again
My body aches, restraining me, reminding me
Every time I drown in my shame
I'm diving headlong
The current's too strong
I knew it was wrong
I'll end up washed up on the shore again
Won't somebody, somebody, anybody
Won't somebody rescue me?
Won't somebody, somebody, anybody
Won't somebody rescue me
From the face I try to hide
When I fall undignified?
Won't somebody, somebody, anybody
Won't somebody rescue me?
I see the trap, red alert: the threat is there
I have a master and it's not you
Self confident, my will of steel, there'll be no deal
But siren songs distort the truth
song performed by by Quench
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