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Tell me how to tell you about a flat
robotic voice,
asking for euthanasia,
a rite of passage for ceremony of death.
He said, he preferred lethal injection
to noose. But it should be painless,
and there should be no leakage of pain
on face. Mercy it be.
This was not a stage show.
No mummer was performing.
Sitting in lotus position
inviting the inevitable. Be my destiny,
my end.
A terminal prayer of infant dream,
which could not find words,
worth any weakness.
Going separately on different routes,
meeting accidently at home
two things were quarreling with dark
quietly.
poem by Satish Verma
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Rite Of Passage
Words and music by bob seger
Its the age of reason for the anarchist
Its a change of venue for the lobbyist
Its a dream of justice buried in the grist
Its a secret briefing based on need to know
Its a condescending rationale from command control
Feel the sense of wonder at the overthrow
Its a rite of passage through a hurricane
Through a rolling thunder through a screaming rain
Hear the shriek of abel hear the cry of cain
And abraham will take his son
Five billion years from now the cruelty will be done
Make a destination
Of the greater truth
Make em hang their heads and eat their words
When you find the proof
This is all youre given
Its your only move
Its a rite of passage for the everyman
To a higher ground
To a brighter light
To a promised land
You can feel the power
Of the masters hand
Its a rite of passage
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Your Eventual Death
This is a subject we like to avoid because it’s about death,
Eventually, sooner or later, you will run out of your breath,
So you better pay attention because you too will die,
It helps that most of us don’t know, not yet, the reason why.
And euthanasia and death with dignity are all banned,
All very illegal and very difficult to understand,
But god forbid you are in pain as you wait in torment to die,
The Swiss and Dutch have euthanasia but for you it’s good bye.
So why can’t they change things about so we can have an easy way out?
Where we can get legal euthanasia and know what it’s about,
The right to assisted suicide was not mentioned in the Charter,
So you may have to wait in pain and truly be a martyr.
Jan 9th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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I don't see my dancing or acting as two separate things. I don't define them separately, so I can't say one has helped the other, It's all the same thing. More than anything I love being on stage and performing.
quote by Bebe Neuwirth
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Every ceremony or rite has a value if it is performed without alteration. A ceremony is a book in which a great deal is written. Anyone who understands can read it. One rite often contains more than a hundred books.
quote by G.I. Gurdjieff
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Choking On Words
It was past endurance.
Flattened rage went into shaking palsy.
He moved into sculptured dark
like false reason,
to defend the ankle-bone,
for sequential pain.
Every one seemed a fallible saint
wet eyed, sitting on extinct volcano,
between tickling bombs of flesh.
He imagined –
that he was evaporating,
from the eyebaths, steadily
for a spiral journey.
By way of fear,
he wanted to break monotony –
sitting upright in a lotus position
to reverse the clock, of hunger, of extreme failures -
choking on words, mixing
continents of hate.
poem by Satish Verma
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CHARTER RIGHTS TO EUTHANASIA JUNE 13th,2011
Voluntary suicide should be one of our Charter rights,
Especially for terminally ill patients - soon to turn out their lights,
Euthanasia should be a legitimate medical option here,
For folks in terrible pain and sickness and soon to disappear.
Those opposed to euthanasia say euthanasia is weird,
They say that death is a natural process that should not be feared,
Most religions are a righteous preparation for a pious death,
And voluntary suicide might be a sin on your last breath.
They scream about Charter Rights and human rights in a big loud sigh,
Never mention that voluntary death might be a good “Good Bye.”
Therefore the Charter should be changed in order to put things right,
And Canadians could then rearrange their upcoming plight.
June 13th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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At each stage I reach a balance, a conclusion. At the next sitting, if I find that there is a weakness in the whole, I make my way back into the picture by means of the weakness — I re-enter through the breach — and I reconceive the whole. Thus everything becomes fluid again.
quote by Henri Matisse
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Take Me With You
(released as b-side of we wait and we wonder cd single, 1994)
If you see the light on in the window of my room
Ill be looking out though the shades are drawn
If you should hear someone quietly calling out for your hair
Dont be alarmed it might just be me
Take me with you, take me there
Ill go with you anywhere
Show me all the things you know
Are you with me, are you there
Ill be with you everywhere
Show me all the things you know, you know, you know, you know
The sun always seems to shine on the other side of the mountain
The water is clearer on the other side of the hill
All that water comes to me, ooh as I lay down
Where I am is where I should be
Take me with you, take me there
Ill go with you anywhere
Show me all the things you know - oh
Are you with me, are you there
Ill be with you everywhere
Show me all the things you know
Im holding them close to me
All those things I learned
But theres no questions and answers
So we watch the candle burn, on and on
So the candle burns all night, burns so bright until morning
When I wake I find myself alone
So if you see me - are you here? - hear someone cry, calling out
Rescue me and take me home - take me home
Take me with you, take me there
Ill go with you anywhere
Show me all the things you know - you know
Take me with you, take me with you
Take me with you, take me with you
Show me all the things you know
Please show me
Please take me, show me
Just take me, show me...
song performed by by Phil Collins
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A Way To Destiny
Find a way through life
And learn how to survive
When things are going wrong
And there's no glimpse of a morn
For destiny is right now far
And till then there are
Many hardships to face
And many pang's way to trace
So learn to bear the pain
Without any words of complain
And find a way to destiny
Without any thoughts uncanny.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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The problem for me, still today, is that I write purely with one dramatic structure and that is the rite of passage. I'm not really skilled in any other. Rock and roll itself can be described as music to accompany the rite of passage.
quote by Pete Townshend
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Standing On Ceremony
Remember your manners
Will you please take your hat off
Your mother is dying
Listen to her cough
We were always standing on ceremony
We were always standing on ceremony
Cant you show some respect please
Although you didnt in real life
Your mother is dying
And I God damn well hope youre satisfied
We were always standing on ceremony
We were always standing on ceremony
So please play another song on that juke box
Please play another pretty sad song for me
And if that phone rings, tell them that you havent seen me
If that last phone rings
Tell them that you havent seen me for weeks
And this one heres on me
Standing on ceremony, standing on ceremony
Standing on ceremony, standing on ceremony
Standing on ceremony, you were always standing on ceremony
(standing, on ceremony)
(standing, on ceremony)
(standing, on ceremony)
(standing, on ceremony)
(standing, on ceremony)
(standing, on ceremony)
...
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Don't You Find Yourself In An Odd Position?
Don't you find yourself in an odd position?
Remember,
It was years ago...
When you mentioned to me,
I could be a bank president...
If I chose to be?
And you went on to gain success in finance.
Only to find you and your position...
Assessed as being outdated and flat broke.
And even with your 'genius' mind...
You can't make a dollar worth more than a dime.
Don't you find yourself in an odd position?
Remember,
It was years ago...
When you mentioned to me,
I could be a bank president...
If I chose to be?
And I chose to see myself happy,
And free of sustained delusions.
And you?
Well...
I can not say,
You did not make your own choices.
You've got your title.
And I've got my life!
With a basicness only happiness,
Has fulfilled.
Don't you find yourself in an odd position?
If not...
You must have adopted fresh delusions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Need Euthanasıa Soon
Euthanasia advocates want dying made easy and legal,
Though religious advocates look on all this as sinful and evil,
We should not have to go to Switzerland to arrange to die,
When we have abortion clinics here and there and no one asks why.
Death on demand is frowned on except for unborn babies,
No one seems to question these abortion bound young pregnant ladies,
But euthanasia and death with dignity is just not allowed,
By Supreme Court judges dressed like a Santa-Clause crowd.
Doesn’t matter if you have a terrible terminal illness,
Soon to be cold dead in a coffin in complete stillness,
Sue Rodriguez had Lou Gehrig’s disease when she was told,
Though she too soon joined the painful dead long before she was old.
poem by James Bredin
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Take a Pain and make a Gain
Only if there is a pain
There is a gain
And if there is a gain
There was a pain
Nothing like
Painless gain or
Gainless pain
If there comes a gain
With no perceived pain
Wait, do not worry
Pain is on the way
And if there is pain
With no apparent gain
Wait, do not worry
Gain is on the way
And if you are preparing
For a painstaking gain
You know for sure
The extent and nature of pain
And if you are planning
For a painless gain
You know not for sure
The extent and nature of pain
Many unexpected pains
Are because of the
Painless path you took
For a gain, for which
You are not really, eligible
Suffering is indeed the result of
Of such painless gains
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Thinking of You
Sitting here on this cold night I think of you
Sitting here looking into the sky I see your face
Sitting here thinking I think of your voice
Sitting here I watch the stars I smile at the thought of seeing you soon
Being here without you I feel the emptiness sinking into my heart
Being out here without your warmth I think of how I will feel your warmth someday
Being here in the night that is so dark I force a smile to show on my face
Being here I think of how this will just make the day I see you even better
Thinking of you can always changes the day from bad to good in a second
Thinking of you makes a smile appear that has been hidden
Thinking of you lightens the dark night's sky
Thinking of you makes me get through the day
Talking to you always makes me forget all my troubles
Talking to you makes my surroundings melt into a dream
Talking to you always puts me in a good mood even when we have nothing to say
Talking to you always gives me something to look forward to. I love you.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Divine Blessings
Not all people have divine blessing
Especially men certainly find it missing
There are two painful stages not all have to face
Death and pregnancy is certain for women in all the cases
Men face only death pain but may not be able to reveal
Pregnancy is not his prerogative to face and conceal
The woman undergoes both the pain and faces it in real
Fate in both the cases is dangerous and luck is going to seal
So we accord special status to women folk
They are appreciated and always centre of the talk
If you go for any selective words to praise
I think no words may substitute her divine status
How come all prophets and messiahs chose her womb as refuge?
Took shelter for nine months and gave status so huge
This is how women are adored and placed at the top
Even though atrocities and crime against her don’t stop
See the woman in her final stage of pregnancy
When new born is likely to visit beautiful earth with blessings from almighty
What a shine on her face with complete satisfaction!
As if whole of the universe at her feet and gives such an indication
I would bow my head in recognition for her sacrifice
It is her dedication and commitment to fulfill the promises
That world may remain always grateful to her surrender
Even though her counterpart man has proved as offender
God had power and prerogative to give new lease of life
But woman has super power to provide space as wife
Whole world is really indebted to her for special position
At every stage she is dominant with no mark of any question
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Angel
girl it's been so long
since i held you in my arms
so i picked up pen and paper
and decided to write you a song
things just ain't the same
since you took your love away
all i have is dark and lonely days
cause the sun don't shine my way
wish that i could find the words to say
to show you love is real
the words just can't express the way i feel
[chorus]
you're my angel
my sun up in the sky
we've been through hell and back together
why you wanna leave me now
only you can ease the pain i feel
and wipe my tears away
won't you fly back home and make me whole again
baby not a day goes bye
that i don't want to cry
when i think of what we had
how you walked out of my life
all i had was yours to take
till my heart you chose to break
still wish that i could make love to you
just one more time for old times sake
if only i could find the words to say
to show you love is real
the words just can't express the way i feel
[chorus]
you're my angel
my sun up in the sky
we've been through hell and back together
why you wanna leave me now
only you can ease the pain i feel
and wipe my tears away
won't you fly back home and make me feel whole again
come back home
come back home
cause without you here beside me
my house is not a home
only you can ease the pain i feel
and wipe my tears away
won't you fly back home and make me whole again
you're my angel
my sun up in the sky
we've been through hell and back together
why you wanna leave me now
only you can ease the pain i feel
and wipe my tears away
won't you fly back home and make me whole again
you're my angel
my sun up in the sky
we've been through hell and back together
why you wanna leave me now
only you can ease the pain i feel
and wipe my tears away
you've been gone too long so won't you come back home
song performed by by Dru Hill from Enter The Dru
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Death, Inevitable Death
Death, inevitable Death.
So now You come to show Your world,
Hence the blackened cloak – unfurled.
And peering down upon my form
– Bereft of pity – Your eyes of storm.
Death, inexorable Death.
‘When? ’ The only question out of Thee.
My dream retorts 'But ne’er for me! ’
But now awake, I bid you so –
My giving tears cry ‘Where to go? ’
Death, adamant Death.
You cast Your spell and guide me 'way,
For life and I have had our day.
And what of me? I prey You, tell!
Be glorious in Heaven or gnarled in Hell?
Death, ineluctable Death.
Oh wiry ghoul, I'm here to follow –
I leave my body grey and shallow.
‘Come! ’ You bid in thund’ring tones,
‘Beg farewell to shattered bones.’
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Inevitable Graveyard
Death is the end of human life
Takes the soul to the heavenly light
Keeps the kith in hellish plight
None to help with all one's mite!
Think of the causes of death in serious vein
Suicide, murder, accident many - illness main
All that flows bring pain in rhyme!
Polydol, jumping to the engine, noose on neck
All are wild forms of suicide!
Puffing, drinking, drugging to death
Sure are mild forms of suicide!
Lungs are Gods, Liver is God
Show your respect sparing rod
Rod of smoking, drinking like a cod
Long road to inevitable graveyard!
poem by Subbaraman N V
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The Dream: (For my Father)
Over and over again I dream a dream,
I am coming home to you in the starlit gloam;
Long was the day from you and sweet 'twill seem
The day is over and I am coming home.
Then I shall find you as in days long past,
Sitting so quietly in the firelight glow;
'Love,' you will say to me, 'you are come at last.'
Your eyes be glad of me as long ago.
All I have won since then will slip my hold,
Dear love and children, the long years away;
I shall come home to you the girl of old,
Glad to come home to you -- oh, glad to stay!
Often and often I am dreaming yet
Of the firelit window when I've crossed the hill
And I coming home to you from night and wet:
Often and often I am dreaming still.
Over and over again I dream my dream.
Ah, why would it haunt me if it wasn't true?
I am travelling home to you by the last red gleam,
In the quiet evening I am finding you.
poem by Katharine Tynan
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