For What She Had Done
She had to die.
This Omoo knew.
He also knew he could not kill her.
Not even try to kill her.
Those eyes. Would look at him. Not even try.
So, what to do?
There was one Ung. Who lived in a cave.
Beyond the hard mountain. A foul cave.
Far from the village.
Ung, who hunted with stones.
Who killed with his hands.
Who had killed two saber-tooths.
And one great bear, whose skin he now wore hanging from his hairy shoulders.
And Ung had killed men. Many men.
And, it was said, a woman.
Ung, who took the fresh meat left upon the flat rock for the Spirit of the Sky.
And the Spirit of the Sky would go hungry.
And bring pain and darkness to the village.
But none dare say words to Ung.
Who had killed two saber-tooths.
And one great bear. And men, many men.
And, it was said, a woman.
He went to Ung.
Yes, said Ung, I will kill her.
For what she has done, said Omoo.
For equal weight, said Ung, in bear meat or lizard skins.
She is a large woman, said Omoo.
Equal wait, said Ung. Now you must come and show her to me, that I may kill her.
I cannot, said Omoo.
Then how will I know her?
Her hair is long, said Omoo.
Her eyes burn like the pools of night.
Many have the long hair, said Ung.
Many have eyes like the pool of night.
She will be bathing, said Omoo.
Tomorrow, as the sun dies,
She will be bathing. Washing her long hair at the falling water.
Many women will be bathing, said Ung.
Many long-haired, night-eyed women.
How will I know it is she?
Omoo thought.
Ah, he said, she will be carrying flowers.
Bright hill flowers, that I shall gather and place in her hands, before she goes to bathe at the falling water.
Then you will know her.
Then you will kill her.
For equal weight, said Ung.
Yes, said Omoo, for equal weight.
And so was begun the custom
Of giving bouquets and corsages.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Ondine
Ondine
You won
All she left behind was an unloaded gun
And my face
Is blushing
For all the things she's done
You couldn't miss that girl
'Cause here she comes
Ondine
Back up
Run over my body with your pickup truck
And finish
What you started
Because I'm done
I searched the whole room over
To find these words
She said
I had the strangest dream
I dreamed I killed you again
Don't make me kill you again
'Cause I couldn't bear to kill you again
Ondine
Was here
You couldn't even take away a souvenir
Of what's left
Of that swinger
She used to call me that
I searched the whole room over
To find these words
She said
I had the strangest dream
I dreamed I killed you again
Don't make me kill you again
'Cause I couldn't bear to kill you
I had the strangest dream
I dreamed I killed you again
Don't make me kill you again
'Cause I couldn't bear to kill you again
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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I Can't Wait
Turned the page, Between the lines
I could read it so clearly
And every word, So defined
Turned my heart to weary.
Pressed against, An ear to wall
Everyone kept on racing
My mind was closed, My eyes were shut
But i could feel my body pacing.
I think i'm falling
I think i'm falling
I cant wait to be back home
A feeling you will never know
I cant wait to be alone
It seems like it was so long ago.
All this time, From day to day
The minutes pass, Your still waiting
I bear the pain, The final frown
Constantly still knocking.
Everything is so obscure
Its hard to tell but im leaving
The thrill is gone, but afterall
If looks could kill im still breathing.
I think i'm falling
I think i'm falling
I cant wait to be back home
A feeling you will never know
I cant wait to be alone
It seems like it was so long ago.
I never knew
There were stranger shdes
Fading fast from night to day.
I never knew.
I cant wait to be back home
A feeling you will never know
I cant wait to be alone
It seems like it was so long ago.
song performed by by Kelly Osbourne
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License To Kill
Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please
And if things don't change soon, he will.
'Cause man has invented his doom,
The first step was touching the moon.
Now, there's a woman on my block,
She just sits there as the night gets still.
She says who will take away his license to kill?
Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for life
And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill,
And they bury him with stars,
Sell his body like they do used cars.
But there's a woman on my block,
She just sits there facin' the hill.
She says who will take away his license to kill?
Now, he's hell-bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused,
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill.
Until all he believes are his eyes
And his eyes just tell him lies.
But there's a woman on my block,
Sitting there in a cold chill.
She says who will take away his license to kill?
Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool
And when he sees his reflection, he's fulfilled.
Oh, man wants it all his own way,
And he is opposed to fair play.
But there's a woman on my block,
She just sits there as the night grows still.
She say who will take away his license to kill?
song performed by by Waterboys
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License To Kill
Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please
And if things don't change soon, he will.
'Cause man has invented his doom,
The first step was touching the moon.
Now, there's a woman on my block,
She just sits there as the night gets still.
She says who will take away his license to kill?
Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for life
And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill,
And they bury him with stars,
Sell his body like they do used cars.
But there's a woman on my block,
She just sits there facin' the hill.
She says who will take away his license to kill?
Now, he's hell-bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused,
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill.
Until all he believes are his eyes
And his eyes just tell him lies.
But there's a woman on my block,
Sitting there in a cold chill.
She says who will take away his license to kill?
Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool
And when he sees his reflection, he's fulfilled.
Oh, man wants it all his own way,
And he is opposed to fair play.
But there's a woman on my block,
She just sits there as the night grows still.
She say who will take away his license to kill?
song performed by by Waterboys
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License To Kill
Man thinks cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please
And if things dont change soon, he will.
Oh, man has invented his doom,
First step was touching the moon.
Now, theres a woman on my block,
She just sit there as the night grows still.
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
Now, they take him and they teach him and they groom him for life
And they set him on a path where hes bound to get ill,
Then they bury him with stars,
Sell his body like they do used cars.
Now, theres a woman on my block,
She just sit there facin the hill.
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
Now, hes hell-bent for destruction, hes afraid and confused,
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill.
All he believes are his eyes
And his eyes, they just tell him lies.
But theres a woman on my block,
Sitting there in a cold chill.
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
Ya may be a noisemaker, spirit maker,
Heartbreaker, backbreaker,
Leave no stone unturned.
May be an actor in a plot,
That might be all that you got
til your error you clearly learn.
Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool
And when he sees his reflection, hes fulfilled.
Oh, man is opposed to fair play,
He wants it all and he wants it his way.
Now, theres a woman on my block,
She just sit there as the night grows still.
She say who gonna take away his license to kill?
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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There was very little suicide among the men of the North, because every man considered it his duty to get killed, not to kill himself; and to kill himself would have seemed cowardly, as implying fear of being killed by others.
quote by Lafcadio Hearn
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Refugio's Hair
In the old days of our family,
My grandmother was a young woman
Whose hair was as long as the river.
She lived with her sisters on the ranch
La Calera--The Land of the Lime--
And her days were happy.
But her uncle Carlos lived there too,
Carlos whose soul had the edge of a knife.
One day, to teach her to ride a horse,
He made her climb on the fastest one,
Bareback, and sit there
As he held its long face in his arms.
And then he did the unspeakable deed
For which he would always be remembered:
He called for the handsome baby Pirrín
And he placed the child in her arms.
With that picture of a Madonna on horseback
He slapped the shank of the horse's rear leg.
The horse did what a horse must,
Racing full toward the bright horizon.
But first he ran under the álamo trees
To rid his back of this unfair weight:
This woman full of tears
And this baby full of love.
When they reached the trees and went under,
Her hair, which had trailed her,
Equal in its magnificence to the tail of the horse,
That hair rose up and flew into the branches
As if it were a thousand arms,
All of them trying to save her.
The horse ran off and left her,
The baby still in her arms,
The two of them hanging from her hair.
The baby looked only at her
And did not cry, so steady was her cradle.
Her sisters came running to save them.
But the hair would not let go.
From its fear it held on and had to be cut,
All of it, from her head.
From that day on, my grandmother
Wore her hair short like a scream,
But it was long like a river in her sleep.
poem by Alberto Ríos
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Two opposite things
Man cannot conceive like woman.
Is he equal to woman?
Woman will not rape as man does.
Is she equal to man?
Man is plus and woman, minus.
They aren’t equal.
Man is a positive and woman, a negative.
They aren’t equal.
Equality is not the need of the hour.
fitting to each other.
Union is not of two equal things
But two opposite things.
Man is a tree and woman, a vine.
Clinging is assured
17.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Woman's Lament
Why are men always chefs, but women just cooks?
How come wrinkles age a woman, but enhance a man's good looks?
Why is grey at the temples of a man debonair,
But the same on a woman has her tearing out her hair?
Some men have a paunch they're proud to display,
A woman flaunting hers would be viewed with dismay.
At forty, an eligible bachelor he'll be,
A female a spinster, unplucked from the tree
A man is well-built, a woman plain fat
And men don't get cellulite. What's fair about that?
And how many married men play golf or catch fishes,
Whilst women are home washing baby and dishes?
So for equal rights and equal pay you can pass new legislation,
But you'll never change the attitudes that cause discrimination.
(Written at home on 05/02/06
poem by Eve Clements
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Ghost Bear, page 1 of 4
Long ago, in a small village
Where the Great River meets the
Limitless Salt Sea, lived Muin Manitu,
An aging shaman.
Ghost Bear had two good wives
Who gave him four fine daughters
And many grand-children.
But now both wives were dead.
Ghost Bear was getting old,
So old that he made his death song
Mumbling it often under his breath
So he would not forget it.
One night, Raven came to Ghost Bear
In a dream, bringing an important message.
“You must leave wigwam and village,
before the sun rises again.”
“This must be my time, ” thought
Ghost Bear, “My time to die.
I am glad. It is a good time
to leave this world.”
And so, taking only his knife and
His Medicine Bag, Ghost Bear pushed
His canoe out into the river while
All the village slept.
“I will go west on the Great River, ”
Thought Ghost Bear to himself, “Then,
When it is my time to go, I will be
pointed in the right direction.”
All morning long, Ghost Bear paddled
Westward on the Great River, and when
Sun was directly above him, he saw
A raven flying high above.
“I am going true, ” he thought, “Raven
Has sent me an unmistakeable sign.”
And Ghost Bear kept paddling with
Neither food nor drink.
As day became night, Ghost Bear
Continued on, for the full moon was bright
And showed him the right path on the
Great River clearly, brightly.
poem by John Bliven Morin
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The Squeeze That Just Might Kill You
I will not let fear keep me in a plastic bubble.
I'm sorry I just don't care no matter the amount of risk involved.
During your birth you could of died.
During every breath you take you could die.
An aneurysm can occur cause extreme amounts of pain anytime before you die.
Nights of constant screaming.
Agony to the infinity.
And sometimes in the case of brain cancer their is no remedy.
If you believe for second you safe locked away behind close doors.
You in for a eye opener.
One day you'll wish you didn't.
Germs can kill.
Pills can kill.
Smoking can kill.
Fire can kill.
Electricity can kill.
A simple fall can kill.
They are millions of way you can be killed each and every day.
You are living one big fat lie.
So just take some wings and soar.
Embrace every moment while your still here.
Because it won't be too long before gone.
The reaper will come and your fear of your own mortality will remedied once and for all.
The only solution I see is take nothing granted.
Don't dwell that which is too petty to really worry about.
It's just the small stuff listen to me.
Come over here if you need anymore encouragement I'll give you a hug.
A squeeze that might just kill you.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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When You Have Killed Hunted The Last...
when you have killed
hunted the last tundra
wolf to extinction
when glorious tundra
is an empty desolate place
without tundra wolves
when the last beaver
has been hunted killed
for fur for sport
when the last eagle
no longer wonder flies
high mountain thermals
when you have killed
hunted the last Grizzly bear
Polar bear to extinction
when all the Arctic ice
has melted with global warming
when all the ice is gone
I too will be gone
my kind will be gone...
we will not live
in this your world
with brother sister spirits
already extinction gone...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Answer
(mmmmmmmmmmmm........ hemp? !)
Step outside the bounds and take a
Big look at the times we live in.
Who appointed you?
Youre just an avid image on my screen.
So take your bias point of view away from
My organic institution.
And now we d.a.r.e. to think ourselves!
The answers waiting content.
(look into your mind and guide.)
The answers clear as day open your eyes!
Now kill me.
You killed the very thing that keeps us
Hanging on to our dear lives.
So, in a sense you bit the hand that feeds us
Just to kill your prophet now.
And with the coming generation at the torn seems
This is what you call progress..
I call it shame!
The answers waiting content.
(look into your mind and guide.)
The answers clear as day open your eyes!
Now kill me.
What his law says.
What his law says.
What his law says may not be the stepping stone for you!
You killed the very thing that keeps us hanging on to our dear lives!
song performed by by Incubus
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Suffocation
Last night I had the weirdest dream
I dreamt that I was lying in bed
With this girl whose hair was
As black as the night and as
Thick as a forest,
And her hair, her hair was
Smothering me
Or at least, I thought it was
Her hair,
Until I noticed it was her hands
Running over my face,
My lips
My eyes
My cheeks.
As hot as the desert
And smooth as silk
But pressing down
Pressing me into my pillow
Until I could see nothing
But the pink of her skin
And I thought,
Im gunna die
Those hands are gunna
Kill me
Until I realized really,
It wasn’t hands,
But lips,
Sucking the air from mine
Engulfing my last breath
And drawing it into her being
And I thought, well,
At least lips are
A nice way to go
Until finally I came
To my goddamn senses
And I realized,
I realized it wasn’t her lips
But the words coming
From those sweet lips
That was suffocating me
And it was “I love you”
I was choking on
Not her hair, hands or lips
At all.
poem by Nick Downer
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Fallen Petals
for one thing i do not know the name
of this sea flower falling from a very lushy
tree whose leaves reach to the sands
as though kissing salt and silence
it is a big flower with pink lines
following the sides
the stamens are long and
scented like a woman with perfume
on her hair
alone in the night she walks
towards a cave
of cascading desire and there
he is waiting naked
the flowers keep on falling
the petals crushed
the night is silent
and well scented
the shadows fuse and then
they were lost in total darkness
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Time To Kill
Well, I was born on a dead end street
I'm cold blooded but I always felt the heat.
All my friend are dead and gone
If there's a hell, I'm one step closer to it
Somewhere I crossed the line
Somewhere I'm lost in time
I lost my soul and now I'm losing my mind
Time to kill I've had enough of all your lies
I've only got time to kill
I've seen the fire in my eyes
I've only got time to kill
I spend my days counting bricks on the wall
And every night I hear those sirens call
I sink deeper into a convict's sleep
And dream about the day I'm gonna hit the streets
One time I cursed the man
He laughed and broke my hand
I'm gonna take that fist and make him understand
I'll make him understand
I've had enough of long goodbyes
I've only got time to kill
I feel the fire in my eyes
I've only got time to kill
Y'know I always thought there was time enough
To win the game
But now I know times are rough
The seasons changed, times are strange
Somewhere I crossed the line
Somewhere I'm lost in time
I lost my soul and now I'm losing my mind
Time to kill I've had enough of all your lies
I've only got time to kill
I've seen the fire in my eyes
I've only got time to kill
I've had enough of long goodbyes
I've only got time to kill
I feel the fire in my eyes
I've only got time to kill
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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They Killed Them!
my hero when i was a kid
was Crazy Horse.... they killed him!
my mother wanted me to be
a preacher, so i read about Jesus,
and His life... they killed Him!
when i was nine years old,
and in the fourth grade,
they killed JFK in Dallas....
just before he pulled us
out of the Vietnam lie......
by this time i had questions,
i knew something was wrong....
they went on to kill Martin Luther King,
Robert Kennedy, Malcolm X......
anybody that stood up for
what they believed.....
they killed them!
the fear of ignorant apathy,
the murderer that betrays humanity!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Peace Dies From Bullet Wounds
The warrior killed;
pulled the trigger
dropped the bomb
and when asked why
he said
'it's my job.'
The militant fighter
planted the bomb
and when asked why
she said
'it is my beliefs
my values
I am committed
and therefore
am doomed to kill
and die.
The politician
sought the war
and when asked why
he said
to protect my people
I must kill,
and order men and women
take up arms and die.
The son
leaving for war
was asked
if he would kill
and why
he said
Yes, I would,
its expected
and I do it to protect
my home,
my wife
my kids.
We all would be better
off
if we didn't
kill
for
peace.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Sunshine And Flowers And Your Way Of Loving
susnhine, spreading sunshine, warming my face
spreading this warm caress to my body, my shoulders,
bathe
take the basins of sunshine in the cups of your hands
feel
close your eyes and feel the sunshine falling in your hair
running to your ears
then open your eyes
to the blooms of flowers, the roses and daffodils in the garden
where a chair is there
where you sit
looking at me, beside you, bathing to sunshine, closing my eyes
feeling the warmth of the gazes of your eyes, the pulse of your wrist
the palm
your hands running
slowly all over me,
sunshine and hands and eyes closing
opening to dazzling color and closing again
to the thoughts of love
of you always loving me
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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World war one
War of the great powers
Over four countries took part
Rifles were also used to kill in the war
Land was taken from countries
Dead men rotted in the trenches
Weapons were used to kill
Although people got shell shocks
Recruitment was one of the most things men had to do
On water
Navy's battle first shot was in Malawi
Even though war killed us all
poem by Tanaka Chirombo
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