Be Angry At The Sun
That public men publish falsehoods
Is nothing new. That America must accept
Like the historical republics corruption and empire
Has been known for years.
Be angry at the sun for setting
If these things anger you. Watch the wheel slope and turn,
They are all bound on the wheel, these people, those warriors.
This republic, Europe, Asia.
Observe them gesticulating,
Observe them going down. The gang serves lies, the passionate
Man plays his part; the cold passion for truth
Hunts in no pack.
You are not Catullus, you know,
To lampoon these crude sketches of Caesar. You are far
From Dante's feet, but even farther from his dirty
Political hatreds.
Let boys want pleasure, and men
Struggle for power, and women perhaps for fame,
And the servile to serve a Leader and the dupes to be duped.
Yours is not theirs.
Anonymous submission.
poem by Robinson Jeffers
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Three Gods Best Avoided
Power, pleasure and fame are three Gods best avoided
Power for leading only to its own corruption
And denial of death where power ends.
Pleasure for its involution upon the self
Where freedom lies in finding others
The self a false center.
Fame for ephemeral lure
To those deprived of love's true nourishing milk
Easily forgetting that ax murderers
Have fame to no avail.
Power, pleasure and fame are three Gods best avoided.
poem by Bill Grace
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No Thing Ness
no thing ness and being
being no thing
inanimate
animate
arri ving with a notepad
a pen
to take note
to observe
what in seeing
is unseen
to play an unplayed part
in being
unbeing
arriving with a note pad a pen
'observe the empty chair'
'observe the commuter stare'
the servile mechanical limbs marching to work'
observe a face in the looking glass
a mannequin smiling in a shop window
there are so many ways to be and harder still to equate
a no thing state
negate the role the state the art
playing smart with wikapeadia philosopher's who's
who?
according to sartre ..........
poem by Yvette Smith
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Caesar
Pop/schermerhorn
People of america
I bring you a great army
To preserve peace
In our empire
Throw them to the lions
Darling, let us go to the banouet hall...
There will be a great feast tonight!
Who are these christians?
What is this strange religion?
I ve heard it said they turn the other cheek
Ha ha ha ha
Throw them to the lions
Throw them to the lions
Throw them to the lions
Thumbs down
10 pieces of gold for every man
Hail caesar hail caesar
Grapes from sicily
Silks from asia minor
All the tea in china
Throw them to the lions
Throw them to the lions
Throw them to the lions
Who are these christians?
Turn the other cheek...
Ha ha ha ha ha
Two thumbs down
The christians are restless
Why not let them worship their god?
No one believes in the old gods
How tiresome...attending the rituals
Paying lip service to the portents
Burning incense at their shrine
No one believes in the old gods
Throw them to the lions
Throw them to the lions
Throw them to the lions
Hahahahahaha
The roman empire the glory of rome
Hail all hail
Caesar...caesar...beware beware the ides of march
Who is this man?
Caesar...he is but a soothsayer...he is old
And his brain is addled... pay him no mind!
Throw him to the lions! ha ha ha ha ha ha
Hail caesar! emperor of rome hail caesar!
Caesar...caesar...beware the ides of march
Eh? ! who is this man?
Caesar...he is but an old soothsayer...addled in his brain
Pay him no mind
Throw him to the lions! ha ha ha ha
Throw him to the lions!
No one believes in the old gods...
The empire is tired...caesar will rest now.
We depart for my chambers
Come darling
Yes caesar
Caesar will rest now
Hail rome hail caesar hail
Put him in the fiery pit
Ha ha ha ha!
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Watch Closely Now
Watch closely now
You'll observe a curious exchange of energy
Are you a figment of my imagination
Or I one of yours?
Watch closely now - are you watching me now?
Your eyes are like fingers
They're touching my body and arousing my soul
Ridin' the passion arisin' inside me
How high can I go?
You're comin' with me girl
I'm gonna show you how
When it's scary, don't look down
Watch closely now - are you watching me now?
I see the hunger arise in your eyes and it's a-urging me on
Higher and harder and faster and farther
Than I've ever gone
You're comin' closer lady
Don't ya leave me now
We're gonna make it
Don't look down
Maybe I'm takin' me too many chances
With no net at all
Maybe I'll teach you at least that
You've got to be free when you fall
Watch closely now - are you watching me now?
I'm the master magician, who's setting you free
From the lies you've been told
When they're breaking your back
Bring your last straw to me
I turn straw into gold
I'm gonna need you later
When you're not around
But I can take it
Don't look down
Watch closely now
Are you watching me now?...
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Political Warriors
Political warriors kill
Without a touch
With weapons of fear,
Division and strife
They snare
With a narrative of lies
Political warriors kill
Without a touch
They travel the nations
With their synthetic smiles
Hugging women and babies
For a photo op
Spend millions of dollars
To capture the airwaves
When the people are in need
Cannot find one to stand up
Political warriors kill
Without a touch
To cease power
Some cannibalize
These beasts are fierce
Relentless,
Deadly and wise
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Hymn Of The Big Wheel (disc 2)
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes
There's a hole in my soul like a cavity
Seems the world is out to gather just by gravity
The wheel keeps turning the sky's rearranging
Look my son the weather is changing
I'd like to feel that you could be free
Look up at the blue skies beneath a new tree
Sometime again
You'll turn green and the sea turns red
My son I said the power of reflections over my head
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes
We sang about the sun and danced among the trees
And we listened to the whisper of the city on the breeze
Will you cry in the most in a lead-free zone
Down within the shadows where the factories drone
On the surface of the wheel they build another town
And so the green come tumbling down
Yes close your eyes and hold me tight
And i'll show you sunset sometime again
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes
As a child solemn pray my hope hides in disguise
While satellites and cameras watch from the skies
An acid drop of rain recycled from the sea
It washed away my shadow burnt a hole in me
And all the king's men cannot put it back again
But the ghetto sun will nurture life
And mend my soul sometime again
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes
(x2
song performed by by Massive Attack
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Idylls Of The King: Song From The Marriage Of Geraint
Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel, and lower the proud;
Turn thy wild wheel thro' sunshine, storm, and cloud;
Thy wheel and thee we neither love nor hate.
Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel with smile or frown;
With that wild wheel we go not up or down;
Our hoard is little, but our hearts are great.
Smile and we smile, the lords of many lands;
Frown and we smile, the lords of our own hands;
For man is man and master of his fate.
Turn, turn thy wheel above the staring crowd;
Thy wheel and thou are shadows in the cloud;
Thy wheel and thee we neither love nor hate.
poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Hymn Of The Big Wheel
Horace andy
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes
Theres a hole in my soul like a cavity
Seems the world is out to gather just by gravity
The wheel keeps turning the skys rearranging
Look my son the weather is changing
Id like to feel that you could be free
Look up at the blue skies beneath a new tree
Sometime again
Youll turn green and the sea turns red
My son I said the power of ? ? ? s over my head
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes
We sang about the sun and danced about the trees
And we listened to the whisper of the city on the breeze
Will you cry ? ? ? in a lead-free zone
Down within the shadows where the factories drone
On the surface of the wheel they build another town
And so the green come tumbling down
Yes close your eyes and hold me tight
And Ill show you sunset sometime again
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes
As a child solemn pray my hope hides in disguise
While satellites and cameras watch from the skies
An acid drop of rain recycled from the sea
It washed away my shadow burnt a hole in me
And all the kings men cannot put it back again
But the ghetto sun will nurture life
And mend my soul sometime again
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes
(x2)
song performed by by Massive Attack
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The Great Game
We who play the great game
instinctively know our enemies
as our enemies instinctively
know us and so it has always been
across centuries thousands of
years as we each serve our masters.
Life and Death is the shadow game we play
those of us who play hard prepare to die
to live or die always ultimately for what we
believe in this never ending game power
struggles in quests to be free to enslave
we choose our sides thus we live or die.
We all play the game at various skill levels
some hide some observe act some risk all
some serve Mammon some serve Heaven
and when all the battle dust finally settles
what will be our waiting final resting place?
What rewards await those who served wrong master?
When people are prepared to fight for power
people die people are killed in such struggles
it is not called a power struggle for nothing.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I'm A Wheel
Oh, hold on
You risk exciting me
Once in Germany someone said nein
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9
Oh, hold back
Oh, don't invite me
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9
Once in Germany someone said nein
I'm a wheel
I will
Turn on you
Oh, I invented a sister
Populated with knives
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
I'm a wheel
I will
Turn on you
Um...
I'm a wheel
I will
I'm a wheel
I will
I'm a wheel
I will
Turn on you
I'm gonna turn on you, turn on you
Turn on you, turn on you, turn on you
I'm gonna turn on you, turn on you
Turn on you, turn on you, turn on you
I'm gonna turn on you, turn on you, turn on you
song performed by by Wilco
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Observe It and Believe
Release the tension in that grasp you have.
Let go and let God complete the task.
Just ask your spiritual guides to clear your path.
Material things you have wont last!
Don't be afraid,
If the importance of your past...
Seems to be fading fast.
A new day is dawning...
To remove all masks.
And reveal the light you hold within!
A fresh awareness upon us all begins.
Observe it and believe.
With faith you will witness your happiness increase.
Observe it and believe.
A higher conciousness comes for you to receive.
Observe it and believe.
All conflicts seen from you will leave.
Observe it and believe.
The energy within you,
Has given you breath to breathe.
Inhale and exhale.
Do this quietly.
Observe it and believe...
God wants to free you from all lies and deceit!
Observe it and believe,
He has come to comfort!
He has.
Let go and let God complete the task.
Don't be afraid,
If the importance of your past...
Seems to be fading fast.
Let go and let God complete the task,
To bring upon you everlasting happiness.
Observe it and believe.
Expect this and receive!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bound Feet
Ancient Chinese oddities were
As myriad as its people.
One of these were bound feet.
A Chinese gentleman judged his woman
By the feet in those days.
Her face mattered but more were her
Feet which had to be as small
As three-inches, a society gauge for
Her breeding and status.
Confucius needs to take part of the
Blame for saying women are born to
Serve their men and no other
Which spawned the bound feet tradition.
Years of pains, tears and sleepless
Nights went into making these
Chinese women walk in little gaits as
Required of a lady, a sign that she was
Not a product of household chores.
Big feet equalled slavery and low births.
An ego trip, it was, for the adherents.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Julius Caesar Augustus: Ancient World Conquest
Julius valiant tall in stature a fair complexion
youth shapely limbs incredibly talented
fair-haired full face keen piercing black eyes
a public speaker trained in rhetoric skilled
hail Octavius Octavian exalted revered Augustus
statesman titled Father of the Fatherland imperator
conqueror destroyer builder Hail Caesar
Julius Augustus Caesar
famous for conquest of Gaul
Roman statesman general emperor
first emperor of the Roman Empire
ruled alone from 27 BC until 14 AD
amassed power sparked a civil war
emerged as sole unrivaled leader
of the Roman world played a critical
role in the gradual transformation of
Roman Republic into the Roman Empire
adopted born Gaius Octavius Thurinus
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Slippery People
Whatabout the time?
You were rollin' over
Fall on your face
You must be having fun
Walk lightly!
Think of a time.
You'd best believe
This think is real
Put away that gun
This part is simple
Try to recognize
What is in you mind
God help us!
Help us loose our minds
These slippery people
help us understand
what's the matter with him? He's alright!
I see his face The lord won't mind
Don't play no games He's alright
Love from the bottom to the top
Turn like a wheel He's alright
See for yourself The lord won't mind
We're gonna move Right now
Turn like a wheel inside a wheel
I remember when
Sittin' in the tub
Pulled out the plug
The water was runnin' out
Cool down
Stop acting crazy
They're gonna leave
And we'll be on our own
Seven times five
They were living creatures
Watch 'em come to life
Right before your eyes
Backsliding!
How do you do?
These slippery people
Gonna see you through
song performed by by Talking Heads
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Smile with cause
Smile with cause
Observe little pause
Think of plight
And choose the course right
How will you smile?
When heart is under pain meanwhile
Either be prepared to act like rock
Or run out of courtesy stock
You are human being
You have to act within ring
You can't smile to world
And at the same remain unhappy and cold
You are the one to feel
You are behind the wheel
You can steer out of trouble
As this is your struggle
How can you brighten someone's world?
When you lack the stiffness and courage to be bold
Be what you are and present as you are
Let other relations remain far
You are the one to same people
Emerged as strong with lots of trouble
Now is the time to show and reassert
The stage is meant for successful concert
Are we not the puppets?
Allow the things to pass off or let
When time comes to react?
We simply fail to deliver or act
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Please Do Not Turn This Into 3-D
I do not judge what I observe,
I AM a product of my environment.
And those who cease to accept,
The origins of their foundations...
Are those who seek to impress,
With an addressing that seems to be...
Overly pretentious.
BUT...
I do not judge what I observe.
How can I?
When this pretentiousness is kept clearly,
All up in my face.
And as viewed panoramically in my vision.
Although I do make one request.
'Please do not turn this into 3-D.
I am in it enough as it is.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Invented the Wheel?
Who invented the wheel?
It is an F. A. Q.
That is here eversince
The wheel came into view
Were it the Sumerians?
Can anyone say who?
Everybody's asking
Nobody seems to know
Who did first use the wheel?
The same and old query
The answer is around
Though not easy to see
Salamander or spider
Transforms into a ball
And like a wheel he goes
Down of a hill he rolls
A wheel without axle
He doesn't have to crawl
poem by Pacific Hernandez
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This Wheels On Fire
If your memry serves you well,
We were goin to meet again and wait,
So Im goin to unpack all my things
And sit before it gets too late.
No man alive will come to you
With another tale to tell,
But you know that we shall meet again
If your memry serves you well.
This wheels on fire,
Rolling down the road,
Best notify my next of kin,
This wheel shall explode!
If your memry serves you well,
I was goin to confiscate your lace,
And wrap it up in a sailors knot
And hide it in your case.
If I knew for sure that it was yours . . .
But it was oh so hard to tell.
But you knew that we would meet again,
If your memry serves you well.
This wheels on fire,
Rolling down the road,
Best notify my next of kin,
This wheel shall explode!
If your memry serves you well,
Youll remember youre the one
That called on me to call on them
To get you your favors done.
And after evry plan had failed
And there was nothing more to tell,
You knew that we would meet again,
If your memry served you well.
This wheels on fire,
Rolling down the road,
Best notify my next of kin,
This wheel shall explode
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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If you must break the law, do it to seize power: in all other cases observe it.
quote by Julius Caesar
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Reaping What You Once Sowed...
many years ago
there was no closeness
that stone that i was
cannot remember
now, there is a tree
touching the sky
on cold mornings
it has an intimacy with
the sun
and you look at it with
admiration
you are the grass now
the bird in you has flown away
you want to be counted
as part of the element of the sky
it is too late
they have known much of you
and you fall short
of the greatness
that they now
possess
accept that life is like
a wheel
you are not part of the
hub
you are the beetle
crushed
and dead....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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