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Somalia Calling

I met a talking moon
on the road of death.
What easily comes, goes easily with winds.
I was counting the ribs of
my dying child. He went into the
woods to fight the unknown wars
of hunger.

Bunker: it went into flames
sailing into brilliance of space.
I am going to inherit the black grains
of molten day. How I will confront
the night tainted with bonfires
of sunken eyes?

God particles in tiny fists spreading
the spun cotton, intitating a
revolution of thoughts. A bumpy
argument. The icon denies the guilt
of mass killing. I want
to remain unsung.

poem by Satish Verma
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One More Chance

Written by anastacia newkirk - oji pierce
Can we talk a while?
cause I need you
Lord, I miss your smile
Said, I need you
I know Im not the same, ya see
If we could only be, the way it was
Then Id never let you go
Just one more chance
I know I was wrong
Dont give up so easily
Dont you know its killing me?
Just one more chance, to sing this song
Ill never let you down, no
Just one more chance
I know that I hurt you
Dont you realize?
Confused, thought we were through
Can I tell you that i, I never felt like this?
This pain, I cant ignore
I want you back, and Ill never let you go
Just one more chance
I know I was wrong
Dont give up so easily
Dont you know its killing me?
Just one more chance, to sing this song
Ill never let you down, no
Just one more chance
Its not the way we planned it
Or the way its gonna be
Just give me half a chance to make your heart believe
cause I know just how you feel
I can see it in your eyes
Theres nothing in this world
That can tear this love apart
Just one more chance
I know I was wrong
Dont give up so easily
Dont you know its killing me?
Just one more chance, to sing this song
Ill never let you down, no, no, no
No no no
One more chance
Dont give up so easily
Dont you know, dont you know
Its killing me?
To sing this song
Ill never let you down
Just one more chance
One more chance

song performed by by Anastacia
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the case of Mr. Death

Mr. Death you are accused
of stealing live people
and killing them
instantaneously
without giving them
notice and the
opportunity to
prepare
so that at least they
can finish their
business

not only that Mr. Death
you are also doing
some illegal activities
as genocide
mass poisoning
of people
mass killing during
wars, typhoons,
cyclones
and earthquakes
and floods

what can you say
about these
charges Mr. Death?

and Mr. Death says
' I am just doing the
Will of the Lord
I too am His Servant'

and the Jury
The People
understand and
hand the verdict
of Acquittal

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Provocation

People in the road
I just want to spark the anger
To see how stupid you are
Easily be manipulated

People in the world
I just want to send the danger
To see how afraid you are
Easily be terrorized

People in the cloth
I just want to scratch the fire
To see how well you are
Easily be controlled

People in the slot
I just want to point the liar
To see how shock you are
Easily be distracted

And you will dance in my hand
And I will be laughing behind

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Tears & Fire

Blue is the tears in my eyes
Red is the fire in my heart
The fire will never die out
The fire in my heart is what keeps me alive
The tears in my eyes is what makes me die.
If i could control the tears in my eyes
The flames in my heart I would
My heart is like a hell
I am caged inside
I can't escape my self, there is still rage inside my heart
The tears are my hopes and dreams fading away
They are my strength
They are my thoughts that keep me from dying
The flames in my heart are the pain and guilt that builds up inside

poem by Crystal Woods
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Stand And Fight

Lonely hearted hunter dont say nothing
The hunger and the hurt
Got only one law
Never mind your words
Unseen, unheard, unsung, undone
Aint bot one place left to run
Stand up, stand and fight
Undercover creature that dont see sunshine
Make it in the dark
Dont think twice
Never mind making nice
Black eyes, black sights, black magical rites tonight
There comes a time, babe
Stand up, stand and fight
Dont you worry bout me little darling
No, I aint breaking
Im shaking and aching
cause I cant stand waiting
There comes a time to stand and fight
Maximum destruction
Blood red deadheads
Tearing it up, wearing it down
Never mind my name
Im unclaimed, unnamed and unashamed
Id like to say
Fan the flames
Stand and fight
You aint doing nobody no kind of favors
Lying around like a rug on the floor
Sooner or later youve got to stand up
And say you wont take it any more
Stand up, stand and fight

song performed by by James Taylor
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Stand & Fight

song performed by by James Taylor
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Just Another Night

I remember standing here
Right on this very same site
I was dying but for you
It was just another night
You once rocked me in your world
You bought me my first shoes
I was just another lonely child
Oh and you were much amused
So you took me and you dressed me well
All for your friends to see
Drained my body calmly till
There was no more left in me
Then you walked out and you cut me cold
Out on the road somewhere
Why it happened well I dont know
And I still have no idea
But everybody needs a friend sometimes
You need a little help
And who knows maybe one day youll seek mine
Only time will tell
You once held me in your arms
You made me feel so right
I was flying but for you
It was just another night
But everybody needs a little help
Whether or not you think you really do
Everybody needs a little help
Now the time has come for you
I aint looking to fight no wars
No more talking trash
Im not seeking any more pain
Cause Ive had enough of that
But dont you worry its alright
If you should come around
Any night or any day
I wont ever let you down

song performed by by Cat Stevens
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A silent man is easily reputed wise. A man who suffers none to see him in the common jostle and undress of life, easily gathers round him a mysterious veil of unknown sanctity, and men honor him for a saint. The unknown is always wonderful.

quote by Frederick William Robertson
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Ignoring A Belligerent Drunk

The man won't stop drinking.
Picking fights with his wife every night.
He thinks it is not an addiction.
He thinks it is not an affliction.
But I know better I've seen it before.
I've been down that road of misery, malcontent, depression, and anger.
To live without it is the sobriety that I think he needs.
But the only way to accomplish this is going broke indeed.
His wife could leave him and he wouldn't even take notice.
He is at a loss.
He doesn't know how to treat his friends.
He wasn't always this way.
He picked up a bottle and never put it down.
The alcoholic is no better then the heroin addict.
Their both out to destroy themselves and everybody else.
Sure their methods in the way it enters the body are different
But the effects can be equally catastrophic.
When the junky gets clean they will be alone and not easily trusted.
When the alcoholic gets sober they will be alone and not easily trusted.
Some mistakes once done are not so easily undone.
An excuse is only valid if it wasn't self induced.
Otherwise you are responsible like it or not.
With expectations abroad.
I can say I have taken the higher road.
It is sometimes lonely but it is the one I have taken.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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The Mind Denies Its Own Decline

THE MIND DENIES ITS OWN DECLINE

The mind denies its own decline
It refuses to try to remember with difficulty and imprecision
A poem it once would have recalled easily and exactly-

It instead lets itself go somewhere else-
But on reflection it understands
Dying goes on inside even when denied -

The mind is still the mind but it is not as good as it was
And the body works more slowly too.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Moon

The lonely moon
whom sits euphorically
in the darken sky

Alone
for centuries
announcing persistently
the constant night

Capturing imagination
which misguided, leads into
The were-wolf's bite
at full

O the misinterpretation
of the one
who swims
in the black

Outshining the stars
inspiring the dreams
behind the eyelids
overdosed in the sandman's
grains

In these dreams we see
the very core in the deep
so easily forgotten
and from consciousness, sunder
upon awake

But I
remember the lonely
moon
But I
can relate

The moon
who shines and sits
in the midnight sky
and beyond

The moon
I announce thee
as my long lost
brother

poem by Justin Tallman Gonzalez
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Invisible Children

Their mothers can see them, but to us they’re invisible
These fate-cursed little creatures with long lashed, limpid eyes
In the poor part of town where hunger is permissible
Empty cupboards are opened with sad, hopeless sighs

Yes, we glimpse them occasionally, when famine strikes other nations
We see them on TV, broadcast from strange sounding lands
Hunger’s a democratic denizen, sparing no child it’s sensations
And welcomes our own crying children into it’s cold callous hands

Submission into malnutrition is the chronic condition
These hidden, unseen children must confront every day
Sentenced by hunger to a living perdition
On their mom’s leaden heart, these cruel conditions heavily weigh

While most of us worry about our kids overeating
About high fructose content, roughage and such
These kids, with ribs like infantile armatures, arms outstretched and pleading
remain unseen, out of sight, and unknown to our touch

Behind paint peeling doors, stoically enduring the horror of hunger
Cloaked in invisibility by the fickle fate of being poor
Conditions which no innocent, wide-eyed waif should live under
Scant noticed innocents, yet they’re out there for sure.

poem by David Whalen
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The Black Flames

In a dream, a dream, a dream
I walked through a raging fire
With flames the blackest of black
I felt no cold nor heat by their touch
But the eyes, the eyes watching me
I felt a feeling swell and die
Saw the world in full horror
In decay and demise and death
The world is a dying place
Filled with hate, envy and greed
Upon which the blackest flames
Dance, rage and scream
With a horror they scream aloud
Like a banshee calling
To death, while death is watching
I walked through a wall of fire
Where the flames were black
Darker than the night or shadows
All the while I felt nothing
Nothing but the eyes upon me

poem by Matthew Holloway
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When Death Calls

He saw the world, dim with the glow of the vertical sun
His skin crept cold knowing that this was the hours of dying
Misguided mortals, youll burn with me
Spirit of man, cannot be freed.
When death calls - this is the hours of dying
When death calls - the spirit of man cannot be freed
When death calls - theres no tomorrow
When death calls - just an evil shadow
Tell me not fear of the flames means that heaven is closer
For I believe satan lives, in the souls of the dying
Misguided mortals, youll burn with me
Spirit of man, cannot be freed.
When death calls - heaven is closer
When death calls - feel the heat of the flames from the souls of the dying
When death calls - here it comes, here it comes, here it comes
When death calls - youre gonna burn
Dont look in those sunken eyes
Dont look and youll stay alive
Dont laugh at the face of death or your toungue will blister
Cant die until satan says you die
And satan takes your soul
In the face of death or your toungue will blister
Dont look in those sunken eyes
Dont look and youll stay alive
Dont laugh at the face of death or your toungue will blister
Cant die until satan says you die
The devil takes your soul
With all his wrath he calls the reaper
When death calls - this is the hours of dying
When death calls - the spirit of man cannot be freed
When death calls - theres no tomorrow
When death calls - just an evil shadow
When death calls - feel the heat of the flames from the souls of the dying
When death calls - youre gonna burn, burn, burn
When death calls - heaven is closer
When death calls - I can feel it, gonna take you down

song performed by by Black Sabbath
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O! Yeah! It is a rat race

We fight for land
We fight for a brand
We fight for our stand
We fight on demand

O! Yeah! It is a rat race
So many more rats I have to face

In hundreds we crawl the city pavements
This rat era of industrial enslavement
Creeping through the tunnels of the underground
The rats are forever mass politically duty-bound
And with any new evolution
We wave ‘hello’ to a new revolution

O! Yeah! It is a rat race
Every little space is a crowded place

Some are going to work
Some are going for a walk
Some are looking for some luck
Some are trying to make a buck

We are pests of mother earth
Mass copulating until the sun sets
Thousands rave and party in music concerts
And in mass graves we acknowledge our deaths
With shame we cannot bury economic crisis
Even with many centuries of wars and peace

O! Yeah! It is a rat race
We keep on running at a fast pace

For the sake of acquiring education
Everywhere in mass congregations
We place ourselves in institutions
We scrounge the cities for daily food
And a global circle of waste is regularly issued
To our environment! - We do more harm than we do good

We fight for fish
We fight for our dish
We fight for wishes
We fight and varnish with many images tarnished

O! Yeah! It is a rat race
A lasting curse of the human race

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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It is a Rat Race!

We fight for land
We fight for a brand
We fight for our stand
We fight on demand

O! Yeah! It is a rat race
So many more rats I have to face

O! Yeah! It is a rat race
Every little space is a crowded place

Some are going to work
Some are going for a walk
Some are looking for some luck
Some are trying to make a buck

O! Yeah! It is a rat race
We keep on running at a fast pace

We fight for fish
We fight for our dish
We fight for wishes
We fight and varnish with many images tarnished

O! Yeah! It is a rat race
A lasting curse of the human race

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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To Pay The Cost

shall thy heart then remain infusable?

while spiders count bodies

in spun glistening webs,
on nuclear mornings in astral glory...
as the rogue butterfly fellates,
the flower bloomed out of season...
without need for recitation!
nebulous vultures march in severed cadence,
wearing boots sewn of human flesh...
leaving tiny fractures in the soul of god,
be it history or destiny!

you cry for wars in dread of silence,
justice hangs from sterile trees.
the hungry child's eyes blacken the moon,
gravity devours temporary sanity.
the hammered flute burns tainted lips,
leaving crows to take the spoils.
the lost blown by mongrel winds,
the faceless fill the dark....
the faceless fill the dark!

oh god, let this not be!
take this cup from the table.
blow not your brassy trumpets,
roll back the furious cannons.
i curse this night that never ends...
take these bones strewn by shackled mouths,
build nests for disembodied spirits...
and bury the tears of orris and mold,
in the blackened moss womb of desire.

touch me! i do not quiver!
i wear neither mask nor cloak of guile.
i plow deep and with abandon,
i drink till the cup is spillt!
i dare defy, i dare proclaim,
and identify the heart...
if you must sacrifice to liberate,
what is shall not be lost...
i dare to pay the cost...

do you dare to pay the cost?

poem by Eric Cockrell
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My Child of the Sun

My child of the sun
i know yur scared
how far will you run
for what are you prepared?

My child of the sun
open your eyes
look infront of you
look up to the skies

My child of the sun
why are your running so far
what do you want?
A piece of the moon or a big bright star?

My child of the sun
your flames burn bright
the day has long begun
and still your out of sight

My child of the sun
here comes the moon
now you have to run
he'll be out soon

My child of the sun
you have left me
all i see now is a frowning night,
but in a few hours again i'll see the light.

poem by Carike Klokow
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Freedom’s Road

For all those who fight on freedom's road.

Hear the cries on freedom’s road above the cannon’s roar
See the faces of anguish in the tide of war
See the smoke, smell the cordite
That covers the dying, ten thousand and more
Innocence dies a lonely death on any battlefield
Boys turn to men and are slaughtered by the score
How can we stop all these wicked wars
Mothers and widows weep the bitter tears of grief
There is no easy path to take when you fight on freedom’s road

poem by David Harris
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Dig The Floor Of The Moon

A fear stalks me on the road.
Sun was very aloof and cold.
Cannot stop the decline,
give me prayers of your lips.
You talk of dark children dying
when I was losing consciousness.

Will not question the ink of death
or silence of night.
The random greed of man walks
in golden ruins without listening.
I am counting my years wasted
in pursuit of crazy dreams of climbing a watchtower.

Hunger had become a great teacher.
Pain becomes a face. Limbs and shadows
seek justice after rape and murder.
Something seeps in me. Wounds bleeding
on my hands, I dig the floor of the moon
where God was sleeping.