Yielding
Time sets upon the arcane taboos
you wear the unknown fear
like cowries around your neck,
a bulletproof jacket did not work,
the fish in the brain
was the religion.
Whom do you trust now
in the caveful of seekers? They were demanding
every dropp of your blood from a waning relic.
Climbing Mt Everest was a raw deal,
dismantling the heights
like plasma, as naked as the ice on unmarked grave.
Hyper-sided, the priest was confused
in repetition of a prayer,
and the floor trembled in uplifting the god.
poem by Satish Verma
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poem by David Keig
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Hyper! Hyper!
Is everybody on the floor?
We put some energy into this place!
I want to ask you something...are you ready for the sound of Scooter!!?
I want to see you sweat!
I said...I want to see you sweat!!
Yeeah.
Hyper! Hyper!
Hyper! Hyper!
Hyper! Hyper!
Excuse me! Where is the bass drum?
We need the bass drum!!!
Come on!
Hyper! Hyper!
Hyper! Hyper!
It's so beautiful to see your hands in the air!
Put your hands in the air!!
Come on!
This is Scooter!
We want to sing a big shout to US
song performed by by Scooter from Encore (Live & Direct)
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Bulletproof Heart
You want to shoot me down?
Ive got a bulletproof heart,
Ive got a bulletproof heart.
Shotgun, hit and run,
Youve had your fun and you left me stung,
You took my heart for target practice,
And now I know that love shares no justice,
So i, Ive got a bulletproof heart,
Ive got a bulletproof heart.
Here is something you ought to know,
You better pack up and you better go now,
Dont mess with me, no playing around,
Im going to stomp you straight in the. ground
cause i, Ive got a bulletproof heart,
Ive got a bulletproof heart.
Oh i, Ive got a bulletproof heart,
Oh i, Ive got a bulletproof heart.
Finger on the trigger, ready to shoot,
Im kicking you out, not sharing my loot,
Im locking all my closets, Im closing my legs,
No use for you to even stand there and beg.
cause i, Ive got a bulletproof heart,
Ive got a bulletproof heart.
cause i, Ive got a bulletproof heart,
Ive got a bulletproof heart,
Ive got a bulletproof heart,
Oh Ive got a bulletproof heart,
Oh Ive got a bulletproof heart. [laughs....]
song performed by by Grace Jones
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Where Clowns Are Outlawed
My concerns are not with you anymore.
However that infighting prepared me,
For emotional battle.
I felt if I could get you off my back...
I was prepared to deal with climbing Mt. Everest,
Barefoot!
Or be declared the first on my block,
To actually have clearing vision.
You are the best at what you do!
However...
I do not recommend the path I took,
Since others might find themselves
Looking over their shoulders.
I didn't have to do that once I decided...
To become a stowaway on a ship,
I knew
Would sail as far away from you,
To dropp me off on safe ground where clowns
Are outlawed.
And it took me a very long time,
To make up my mind to leave you crazed.
I am so happy you convinced me it was not an act,
I should try to follow.
But one I needed to get away from quick!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Call For Prayer?
What call for prayer,
there is oft no time
or thought for prayer
when a friend’s brain
bleeds pink and his body
convulses spastically,
head shoot already dead,
while death stalks fresh
meat and fresh fear feasts,
on young hearts
still camouflaged living
haunted minds
weapons clutched
raw wounds ready
to inflict upon
unknown enemies
wearing uniforms
we do not wear.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Brain Food
An Urang-utan lived in a tree
at the top for he wanted to see.
He spent most of each day
climbing up the down way
twas each time when he needed to pee.
On a Sunday, it was around nine
he was just getting ready to dine,
when a bird dropped a fish
right into his dish
and it tasted like fish and devine.
Fish is brain food, that's factual, you see,
for big apes who reside in a tree,
thus this fish did bestow
what a human would know:
He could pee from the top of the tree.
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Hyperspeed
Moving out nine times the speed of sound... Target...
I've got ??? locked on
Lets jet out, well goose at hyperspeed
I got the beat, I got the beat
And thats all we need
Hyper, hyp-, hyper, hyper
Hyper, hyp-, hyper, hyper
Hyper, hyp-, hyper, hyper
Lets jet out, well goose at hyperspeed
I got the beat, I got the beat
And thats all we need
song performed by by Prodigy
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I wore bulletproof vests, and my bodyguards had the option of having bulletproof vests - I bought five sets.
quote by Ernst Zundel
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Ten Feet Tall & Bulletproof
(Travis Tritt)
I'm a full grown man
That's plain to see
But nowhere near as full grown
As I'd like to be
But I'll find a bar
And I'll have a few
Until I'm ten feet tall and bulletproof
Now, I'd hit the dance floor
Each time I'd have the chance
That is if these two left feet
Knew how to dance
'Bout the only time
I'm kicking up my shoes
Is when I'm ten feet tall and bulletproof
Well, I start to feel like Superman
Then I pick a fight
Only to find that my opponent's
Holding kryptonite
You'd think I'd learn my lesson
But, I'm still paying dues
Each time I drink and start to think
I'm ten feet tall and bulletproof
My woman left me
She called me a clown
Well that's the general consensus
In this town
But I had it coming
Lord to tell the truth
For acting ten feet tall and bulletproof
Repeat Chorus
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Hydro Land Oddity
send shark teeth to float
away
i have always been swimming to
no[ ]way
tell the fish to breed
waves
and for anyone’s sake word-feed
Wales
break the coral reef stand in
way
you are riding the seahorse
backwards
i’ m climbing the seashore mountain to
Norway
let the parachuting priest dropp onto his
wage
I wish you every
silence
on your way to the
states
(Nicosia,22/7/96)
poem by Christos Rodoulla Tsiailis
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Venus
'Venus! It's you! '
'You recognize me? '
'Anywhere! Is that your Meryl Streep look? '
'Very funny.'
'How did you get here? '
'Why, I took the train. It's the fastest way, you know.'
'But you're naked! '
'Oh, so I am. One should always travel comfortably, I believe.'
'You can't just go walking around town naked! -
not in January, anyway. Even you! '
'Don't be such a prude.'
'I'm not a prude! You'll catch pneumonia. You'll get arrested! '
'Nobody complained.'
'Look-you can wear your clothes lightly, but you can't go naked.'
'In my part of the world everybody does.'
'You're too much. That was a long time ago. Things change! '
'What do you mean, change? '
'Well, nowadays we've got-
'Got what? ...'
'Religion!
'Humbuggery! All of it! Forget it! '
'What! How can you say that? '
'Easy. Religion owes its very existence to me. You sound like someone else I know. Let me tell you.....
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Confused
I am confused with love and fear.
I am confused with the taste of my tear.
I am confused of where I'll go.
I am confused of what I'll know.
I am confused of whos my family.
I am confused of what makes me happy.
I am confused by what I do.
I am confused of what's true.
I am confused by your touch.
I am confused oh so much.
poem by Jean Pullman
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The Ballad Of Cookie McBride
well gather round people
and listen to this
i am a hermit of burial ridge
once i was shaven and worked every day
but the call of the wild just lured me away
singing hi hi ho it's a water a day
on my way to an unmarked grave
hi hi ho it's a water a day
on my way to an unmarked grave
there's pals at my table and mud on the floor
there's bears in the area and wolves at the door
their singing a song about cookie mcbride
who goes out a-trapping and then tails their hide
hi hi hey it's a water a day
on my way to an unhappy grave
hi hi hey it's a water a day
on my way to a rain filled grave
so if you're planning a natural trip
don't call up snooping on burial ridge
the searchers will come and discover your hide
high, wet and hanging like cookie mcbride
hi hi hey it's a water a day
on your way to an unhappy grave
hi hi hey it's a water a day
who will remember the money you saved?
i'm in over your head
you're in over your head
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Falling Snow
my life, is breaking down, i see your eyes, falling time, wait for the end, wait for the end, and never ever go away. oh a million, 2 million secrets lost now, what i said? never waste?, once more snowing, snowing, the lights. oh, i always trusted you, trust in you. it's there , a breaking mind, a soul all lost in hell, but they can make it up, and try to understand, what difference does it make, to know i'm full of hate. fear, religion, fear, religion, fear religion, fear fear religion. looking hands on your eyes, fear, there's plague outside, no one cares, no one cares, so close your eyes....
song performed by by Velvet Acid Christ
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Serena And Venice (The Williams Sisters)
Rare and unique,
Are these two champions.
Serena and Venice,
Blood sisters of tennis.
Sacrificing and climbing new heights.
For the past eleven years,
They've appeared at Wimbledon.
And sharing nine titles between them.
To become among the elite,
Of true champions of an amazing fête.
Substance has been the foundation of their success.
Focus and dedication,
With determination to be the best has been stressed.
And desire sets their court game on fire.
What an inspiration to admire that inspires.
For the past eleven years,
They've appeared at Wimbledon.
And sharing nine titles between them.
To become among the elite,
Of true champions of an amazing fête.
Rare and unique,
Are these two champions.
Serena and Venice,
Blood sisters of tennis.
Sacrificing and climbing new heights.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To save manpower
Life is ugly; we don’t know why.
Confusion shrouds; fear engulfs.
Fear for the Unknown unfolds.
Beliefs and dogmas catch us.
Beliefs are imposed on our fears.
Beliefs are only an escape route.
It is mere a pain killer.
Religion becoming ritual,
We waste time pursuing religion.
Religion shed, manpower is saved.
12.01.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fear Of Unknown
FEAR OF UNKNOWN
Fear of unknown brings on the storms
Playing havoc with life's sweet dreams
Shattering the hope in everyone's future
Building a world of heartache and torture
Fear of unknown brings about uncertainty
Painting dark colors of insecurity
Filling the souls with sentiments of trepidation
Letting the thoughts wander without navigation
Fear of unknown brings about skepticism
Eroding the trust and faith with pessimism
Only time can bring back the optimism
But ironic it is when believing fatalism
poem by Mittur Ramprasad
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One Drop of Christ's Blood Shed…
One dropp of blood
of Jesus Christ, shed
Frees millions of sinners
Of their life-time sins!
One dropp of blood
Of Savior Christ, priceless
Absolves the punishments
Of the worst repentant sinners!
One dropp of blood
Of Messiah Christ
Opens the gates of heaven
For souls which yearn for God.
One dropp of blood
Of the slain Lamb of God
Annuls eternal damnation
Of all who repent and plead!
One dropp of blood
Of the Redeemer Christ
Can save mankind
From the fire of Hell!
Such is the immense power
Of the blood of the Son of God,
Who suffered and died upon the cross
for mankind's sake!
The sacred blood of Christ
Can sanctify all souls,
Who are truly sorry from heart,
From time immemorial!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 22-06-12
poem by John Celes
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Repetition
You get up in the morning
And every single day
Is just a repetition
Its always been that way
You live alone inside your head
Incommunicado, in the land of living dead
Each days a repetition
Of the one that went before
Like watching an old movie
You cant sit through anymore
Why dont you kick the habit
And walk right out that door?
From all the repetition
Day after day
All the repetition
Its always been that way
Its in your head, its in your eyes
Youre boring and its no surprise
With all the repetition
Day after day
All the repetition
They say its time to start all over
And call it a day
But you go right back where you started
Day after day
You go right back to where you started
Day after day, after day, after day, after day
You look in the mirror
Is anybody there?
Its only a reflection
That doesnt really care
Youre a product of your time
Looking hard for something, but you never saw the sign
Lock inside a prison
But thats where you wanna be
Stuck in solitary
And youve thrown away the key
You say you want your freedom
But you dont wanna get away
Then you wake up, its time for you
To start another day
With all the repetition, day after day, all the repetition
All the repetition day after day
Another chance, another day
You know its time to get away from all the repetition
Day after day
How long you gonna sit and wait
Youre getting on its getting late
They say its time to start all over
And call it a day
But you go right back where you started
Day after day
You go right back to where you started
Day after day, after day, after day, after day
song performed by by Kinks
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Birthday Poem Sixty- Seven Years
BIRTHDAY POEM SIXTY- SEVEN YEARS
These years
This time
Gratitude
Silence
Death- to- come
A quiet wonder about what these last years will bring
A prayer to G-d for my children and family
Fear
Another day
Beginning
Building hope
Writing
The unknown before me and the unknown after me and God always
And I in my prayer.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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