Shifting Sands
Using me,
I take a refuge in desire.
‘Seeing act’ strangulates.
I suffer in the mists of defeat,
there is no evidence.
One attachment catches the conflict.
The fading light of moon burns my pillow,
transcripts impenetrable theme.
Conceiving a problem
in the shifting sands, life seeks
a view of words and enjoys the discreet
meaningless movement.
We play the game again & again,
feed our egos. Study the sorrow
and give charity to the torn flags
of pride and hunger.
The fear does not end,
the looking does not stop.
Each answer leaps to a grief.
The chronicle of squeezed holocaust.
we were hurting each other
humming a song.
Violence of non-violence was more evident.
poem by Satish Verma
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Give Into Hate
Violence surrounds me
Violence in society
Violence in our eyes
Violence in their cries
Violence it's our fate?
Violence, it's too late?
Violence, no escape?
Violence, give into hate?
Is it human nature to act like animals?
We're all guilty, we're all criminals
Selfish species headed for a self destruction
Violent product of moral corruption
Violence for love
Violence because of hate
Violence, revolution
Violence of the state
Violence, you will find
Violence, it grips your mind
Violence, it's too late?
Violence, give into hate
song performed by by Unseen
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We are the world. The world is you and me, the world is not separate from you and me. We have created this world - the world of violence, the world of wars, the world of religious divisions, sex, anxieties, the utter lack of communication with each other, with no sense of compassion, consideration for another. Wherever one goes in any country throughout the world, human beings, that is, you and another, suffer; we are anxious, we are uncertain, we don't know what is going to happen. Everything has become uncertain. Right through the world as human beings we are in sorrow, fear, anxiety, violence, uncertain of everything, insecure. There is a common relationship between us all. We are the world essentially, basically, fundamentally. The world is you, and you are the world. Realizing that fundamentally, deeply, not romantically, not intellectually but actually, then we see that our problem is a global problem. It is not my problem or your particular problem, it is a human problem.
quote by Krishnamurti
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Commentries
This was my book of pain
with no ending.
Life had two meanings-
Anticipation of today,
and fear of tomorrow.
Time was running out
like sand from fists,
mists were rising,
commentaries on setting sun had begun.
Mind was calculating, computing all the time
the duality of desire.
I wanted to catch the words,
the movement of grief,
the completeness of a thought.
It came as a stroke-
the revelation of self.
We did not want to break
the bondage of problems.
It was complete annihilation
of our identity.
We loved conflicts
we loved to hate.
We adored the disorientation.
The violence of our thoughts
created an empty wasteland.
poem by Satish Verma
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We have to stop this violence. We have to make the political nature of the violence clear, that the violence we experience in our own homes is not a personal family matter, it's a public and political problem. It's a way that women are kept in line, kept in our places.
quote by Patricia Ireland
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Even Song
Red old eyes, now where you from
You catch me every day
Colours hide not even song
It's all been washed away
Sun stop going down
Come out again
Stop fading out
Awake again
Sun stop going down
Stop going down
Blues old face, you finally come around
And talking in your sleep
Buried secrets and fiery showdowns
Lost days inbetween
It's all the same
Let it go before it gets too late
Don't play our game
Sun stop going down
Come out again
Stop fading out
Awake again
Sun stop going down
Stop going down
Sun is going down
Come out again
Don't feel so proud
Get straight again
Sun stop going down
Stop going down
It's all the same
Let it go before it gets too late
Don't play our game
Sun stop going down
Come out again
Stop fading out
Awake again
Sun stop going down
Stop going down
Sun is going down
Come out again
Don't feel so proud
Get straight again
Sun stop going down
Stop going down
Sun stop going down
Come out again
Stop fading out
Awake again
Sun stop going down
Stop going down
Sun is going down
Come out again
Don't feel so proud
Get straight again
Sun stop going down
Stop going down
song performed by by Gomez
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Non-Violence Great Virtue
Non-violence is
Great virtue
Non-violence
Born out of
Non-attachment.
Passion, anger
And greed are
Triple gates
To hell
these are born out
of Attachment.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I am for violence if non-violence means we continue postponing a solution to the American black man's problem just to avoid violence.
Violence
(tennant/lowe)
----------------
The sons and brothers, fighting for another cause
Anything to give their lives some meaning
Busy with their guns and dreaming
Far away from here
Said they would act (said they would act)
In self-defense
And all the others, running 'round so hot and bothered
Anything to give their lives some meaning
In the evening
Running around with guns and
Said they would act (said they would act)
In self-defense
With violence
Violence breeds
Violence
(ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
Violence breeds
Violence
(ooh yeah, violence breeds violence)
(ooh yeah, breeds yeah, breeds yeah)
(ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
The son and brother, when he gets home
He gives someone some love
And mutters: "woman, (mutters woman)
You'll never understand (never understand)
I did what i said (did what i said)
In self-defense
With violence"
Violence breeds
Violence
(ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
Violence breeds
Violence
(ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
(ooh yeah, violence)
(ooh yeah, violence breeds violence)
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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The Bloody Sire
It is not bad. Let them play.
Let the guns bark and the bombing-plane
Speak his prodigious blasphemies.
It is not bad, it is high time,
Stark violence is still the sire of all the world’s values.
What but the wolf’s tooth whittled so fine
The fleet limbs of the antelope?
What but fear winged the birds, and hunger
Jewelled with such eyes the great goshawk’s head?
Violence has been the sire of all the world’s values.
Who would remember Helen’s face
Lacking the terrible halo of spears?
Who formed Christ but Herod and Caesar,
The cruel and bloody victories of Caesar?
Violence, the bloody sire of all the world’s values.
Never weep, let them play,
Old violence is not too old to beget new values.
poem by Robinson Jeffers
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Violence means violence
Violence means violence and that
Has a dangerous precedence.
Violence can not counter violence
Without the equipment of non-violence
That has a appearance in the
inner heart of soulfence.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Elegance of Peace
Worn torn cities—inner city violence
Death, sorrow and misery
Feelings of discontent
Conceptualize with malcontent—
Atom bombs, nuclear holocaust
Peacemakers of the world
Man-made instrumentation of peace—
So where is the diplomacy in that?
Does it really exist—Hell No!
We speak of peace
With total annihilation
Maybe, because peace/violence
Are mirror twins of each other
Like good and evil—there is no existence without the other—
So is this the elegance of peace— that we speak of?
The peace that we envision for our children
Our ancestors created this fallacy of peace—
This ignorance of peace—created out of fear
The fear that has been nurture
Through centuries of embattlement
For the elegance of peace
The true embodiment of peace
Should not give way to mass-destruction—
Reconstruction of the mind
For the elegance of peace
Is harvested within our minds
Not within our technology—or weapons of destruction—
For Peace has been raped
Violated and reduced
To the ignorance of global insanity
This is our Elegance of Peace
OR IS IT?
Written by
Gregory E Upshaw
poem by Gregory Upshaw
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Mother Of Violence
Walking the street with her naked feet
So full of rhythm but I cant find the beat
Snapping her heels clicking her toes
Everybody knows just where she goes
Fear, fear -- shes the mother of violence
Making me tense to watch the way she breed
Fear, shes the mother of violence
You know self-defense is all you need
Its getting hard to breathe
Its getting so hard to believe
To believe in anything at all
Mouth all dry eyes blood shot
Data stored in microdot
Kicking the cloud with my moccasin shoes
T.v. dinner, t.v. news
Fear, fear -- shes the mother of violence
Dont make any sense to watch the way she breed
Fear, shes the mother of violence
Making me tense to watch the way she feed
The only way you know shes there
Is the subtle flavour in the air
Getting hard to breathe
Hard to believe in anything at all
But fear
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Violence against judges and threats of violence against Judges is on the rise and it is no laughing matter. When leaders attempt to rationalize this violence, it only makes the problem worse.
quote by John Conyers
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Masterman Sonata
The world was made for us
And we belong in this world
But this world is very violente today
And to tell you the truth I don't even know if the violence in this world will End
But I have the feeling that we will never be able to live in a world without Violence because the only thing we know is violence
And we never learned anything else than violence
But I believe some enjoy the violence and they welcome the violence Into their lives
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Dictators Nationalistic Drumbeat War Rhetoric
it is wise
before commenting
on the merits
of a cartoon
to hold
the tongue
view the cartoon
ascertain
all intrinsic merit
wisdom inherit
within themes images
classical themes
may contain
great wisdom modern
cartoons may prove
more repetitions
bang bang meaningless
images of violence
once masters
of wisdom instructed
in great tales
of wisdom now
hollow reads spawn
violence to sown
crafted violence
for dictators
nationalistic wars
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Arousal's dark rainbow
Arousal is red
Violence blue
I'll paint bright a picture
And frame it with you.
Arousal is red
Violence is blue
Tears surely follow
But it's what she must do
Arousal is red
Violence blue
Bound, gagged and handcuffed
Ashamed of the view
Arousal is red
Violence blue
Make a dark rainbow
Shocking but true
poem by Chris Dawson
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Blue Candy
Dots of light scatter across the view,
From a distance I'm closer to the view.
The water moves as the boats remain silent in the view,
The screams from the park sheltered by the moon.
Blue firemen spread their heat,
The powder now a liquid with emotions to defeat.
People fire their souls as the rides end their attack,
Blue candy waiting inside them to react.
I travel along the water through my mind's eye,
Remembering, I, with blue candy's tie.
I look to the park: I distanced from the view,
The view ending with my eyes looking to the moon.
I see no clouds as the fire spreads inside,
Desire blue candy hitting in all minds,
Raw emotion no longer hidden inside.
Blue candy burns inside my mind,
The powder waiting to leave my past behind.
Blue candy fires as it heats like the sun:
Once inside it cannot be undone.
Every line is stirred under a darkened moon,
Burning desire blue candy's monsoon.
Like, fire, I call blue candy to defeat,
I, lying alone in a city's white light heat.
poem by Paula Glynn
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Nonviolence is the answer to the crucial political and moral questions of our time; the need for mankind to overcome oppression and violence without resorting to oppression and violence. Mankind must evolve for all human conflict a method which rejects revenge, aggression, and retaliation. The foundation of such a method is love.
quote by Martin Luther King (11 December 1964)
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Feed On Me
They are dying on the dance floor
They are lying in debris
They are fading with exhaustion
From the mortal injuries
They are hungry and need feeding
They've resigned themselves to fate
They are desperate men
Death's written on their face
When your will to live
Is all but gone
And you're left alone
But you need someone - feed on me
Feed on me
They're outgunned and they're outnumbered
But they'll never turn to run
And the 'in name of freedom's'
Written with their blood
Some would call them mercenary
But they always knew the pain
Inevitably far outweighs the gain
Feed on me
Feed on me if you need to breath
Feed on me
When your hunger strikes you down again
And you feel your inner strength has drained - Feed on me
Feed on me
Feed on me - I got what you need
Feed on me
Feed on me - don't accept defeat
They aredying on the dance floor
They are lying in debris
They are fading with exhaustion
From the mortal injuries
Some would call them mercenary
But they always knew the pain
Enevitably far outweighs the gain
When your will to live has almost gone
And you're left alone and you need someone
Feed on me
Feed on me
Feed on me
Feed on me - I got what you need
Feed on me
Feed on me - don't accept defeat
song performed by by Judas Priest
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He who is overly attached to his family members experiences fear and sorrow, for the root of all grief is attachment. Thus one should discard attachment to be happy.