The Parasites
The teetering
Cyclops
with a stake
through his eye
abandoned by his minions
seeking a new host
with one eye.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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Cyclops
Cyclops woman got one eye in her head
Mascera-clotted vision she is fed
Cyclops woman cant see nothing at all
She got a pin prick spiral hole
She cant see nothing, nothing at all
She cant see nothing, nothing at all
Cyclops woman dying in her shell
Guilt got her trapped in nailed in well
Cyclops woman is the eye of the world
Whos reflections in the retina?
She cant see nothing, nothing at all
She cant see nothing, nothing at all
Dialate, dialate
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Cyclops Rock
I taught you how to cyclops rock
And then you go and turn around and break my heart
And waste my cyclops time and mess up my cyclops mind
Im sick like chuckie was sick, my defeated heart keeps beating on
I wont die, like chuckie wont die, but Im not here to socialize
Gotta find a new place to hang out, because Im tired of living in hell
Im a mess since you cut me out but chuckies arm keeps me company
Im a fright with my tombstone smile
All the children run away from me
Gotta find new friends to hang with because youre all afraid of me
I taught you how to cyclops rock
And then you go and turn around and break my heart
And waste my cyclops time and mess up my cyclops mind
It was sweet like lead paint is sweet but the after effects left me paralyzed
I just stare with my one glass eye hoping you wont be back again
Theres a whole new generation waiting to be wrecked by you
I taught you how to cyclops rock
And then you go and turn around and break my heart
And waste my cyclops time and mess up my cyclops mind
I taught you how to cyclops rock
And then you go and turn around and break my heart
And waste my cyclops time and mess up my cyclops mind
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Stake Stake Stake
Stake, stake, stake,
on the green felt fabric thrown, -
the croupiers, awake,
the players, weary, grown.
O well for the novice who
can cash in lucky play,
O ill for the gambler too,
rash not to end his stay
as the golden chips go on
back to stack within the till, -
but O for the touch of a vanish’d hand,
and woe for the crushing bill!
Stake, stake, stake,
while a camera all can see,
records both banks which break,
and counts accounts’ red plea!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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He Is Abandoned By The World
HE IS ABANDONED BY THE WORLD
He is abandoned by the world
Faces in the street pass by without speaking to him
The trees and the sky do not nod hello
He is cold and the wind does not care for him.
He is abandoned by the world
And all he has done
And all he has made
Mean nothing.
He is abandoned by the world.
And so he knows:
Every human being
who lives on this earth
will die
and not come back again.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Innocent Man
An innocent man he was
The perfect gentleman
The kind of man
you could only spin out
in your endless dreams
He was declared guilty
and a sentence was passed
without a glance
before he even had a chance
An innocent man he was
A man of truth
A man of pride
A man whose words
would sit down gently by your side
Seeking for freedom
Seeking for justice
Seeking to be heard
judged wrongly instead
He was a man of love
He sought salvation from above
Nothing was straight
All the answers
were bent like a curve
An innocent man he was
With no regrets
His worst fear
he had already met
misjudged, complaints lodged
There were two sides
with options so wide
Only one was chosen
The other ignored
Where was the trust?
When was it lost?
What would it take
to sacrifice at stake?
To prove he was an innocent man
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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“ Just Look At Us ”
Humankind is enslaved by a corrupt few
Minions of Satan, and his host of demons
Since “The fall” Earth became their milieu
Where they inflict countless abominations
ROTMS
“Just look at us
Everything is backwards;
Everything is upside down.
Doctors destroy health
Lawyers destroy justice
Universities destroy knowledge
Governments destroy freedom
Major media destroy information
Religions destroy spirituality
Yes, just look at us'
Michael Ellner
poem by Ray Lucero
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My Love, My Cyclops
My sister called me today
Bringing a horrible and depressive news to me
Her voice sounded as if she chokes
But not really it’s my hearing that choke
Those words that echoed my mind
And brings sudden impulse into my senses
And my thought seems to stop and impede
For the news that explode and comes out from the line
Wish it is just a dream
And when i come home everything is just the same
Watching Cyclops running and happily wiggled his tail
And licking my feet as if his long lost friend
He always love to play with his sister Mayang
Even though Mayang is not in the mood
Kalag is his companion whenever Mayang doesn’t want to
And play with their Pooh stuff toy
Cyclops eat much even it’s not his bowl
He loves to eat with his sister
And Mayang will just stay aside
And look for another
I will missed you my love
My doggie that I love for a short time
You and your sister give me a reason to come home
Thinking that there are two little creatures that will giggle
I will missed you my love
My Cyclops, my ever hyper doggie
Hope to be there when you suffer
From the hands of Lucifer
Goodbye, my love
I will never forget you.
poem by LCG Mythought
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Voiceless Soliloquy
Teetering and tottering
In a voiceless soliloquy
Keeping both seats on the keel
To shun the dwindling of faith,
Confabulating with the clock
And its fastidious serenading,
Coagulating the meltdown
In the sinewy blood tunnels,
Cajoling with the quintessence
Of a voiceless soliloquy,
While teetering and tottering
In retracting or protracting
Into the oblivious chance
Of a rowdy dance.
Downtrodden and lost
The voice that escaped
Never ricocheted back
Until it was vanished
Leaving a soliloquist aloof
With the portrait in the mirror;
This is the system,
The hashish dithers with complacence
And an exultant air sweeps on their heels,
Your voice loitering in the impassable
Robe of their malignance.
poem by Norman Santos
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Fodder for Cannon
Bodies glad, erect,
Beautiful with youth,
Life's elect,
Nature's truth,
Marching host on host,
Those bright, unblemished ones,
Manhood's boast,
Feed them to the guns.
Hearts and brains that teem
With blessing for the race,
Thought and dream,
Vision, grace,
Oh, love's best and most,
Bridegrooms, brothers, sons,
Host on host
Feed them to the guns.
poem by Katharine Lee Bates
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Forfeiture
Seeking love,
She lost her innocence;
Seeking security,
She lost her freedom;
Seeking passion,
She lost her honor;
Seeking solace,
She lost her sanity;
Seeking an end,
She lost her life.
Requiscat in pace
poem by John Bliven Morin
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Be a guest
The guest must leave the host
Against host’s insistence to stay.
Be a guest only for a while.
Be a host to compensate
23.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mubarak Out, Mubarak Out' 'Game Over'.
Mubarak promises to dismiss present minion cabinet
promising new administration to dance to his bidding.
New minions appointed by Mubarak to dance his tune
new minions to tackle unemployment to promote him?
Protesters forced off into side streets chant chant chant
“People want to change the regime” cry justice dignity.
Appointment new Vice President under Mubarak thumb
fails to appease cut ice because Mubarak regime is done.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Hard to coax
A reasonable stake is enough.
A vine is content with that.
The stronger stake cannot coax it.
Wives being such, men live in peace.
09.08.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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In the sequence where I am burned at the stake, everything was so casual and hazardous that the bottom of my dress caught fire, and the grips became hysterical as they tried to pull me off the stake.
quote by Barbara Steele
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Stakes don’t alter the interest.
Children play cards with no stakes,
Street-men does with low stake and
Gamblers with high stake. The spirit
With which each group plays is same
06.03.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The battle between good and evil is a legitimate theme for a Fantasy (or for any work of fiction, for that matter), but in real life that battle is fought chiefly in the individual human heart. Too many contemporary Fantasies take the easy way out by externalizing the struggle, so the heroic protagonists need only smite the evil minions of the dark power to win the day. And you can tell the evil minions, because they're inevitably ugly and they all wear black. I wanted to stand much of that on its head. In real life, the hardest aspect of the battle between good and evil is determining which is which.
quote by George R.R. Martin
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Love demands corporal presence
Is not it a fallacy,
If an uprooted stake thought
That the orphaned vine
In its place would never seek
Any stake nearby?
Your beloved ceases to be so
Once you have left the venue.
05.03.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mr. Big Man
I remember when you started out,
You were the best friend i ever knew.
I tried to meet you when you had your success,
But you had better things to do.
Now i bet that you're losin' count
Of the people that you used.
But now we're gonna see the vicious side of you,
Mister big.
You've got the say and the power.
Your minions grovel and cower.
But i see you, and i see me.
But you're the big man now.
You got it, mister big.
Your followers kiss your hand,
And your slaves all at your feet.
Your minions serve your beck and call,
But they don't compensate at all,
'cause inside, mister big's very small.
When you were poor and knockin' at the door,
You were really lots of fun.
But now you're hot and you're sittin' on the top;
You've got no time for anyone.
You schemed and connived.
You pushed and you lied,
Till you at last became a star.
But now we're gonna see the way you really are,
Mister big.
Now your vict'ry is complete
And your battles are all won.
Your enemies and foes are all stacked up in rows,
Eliminated one by one.
You got it, mister big.
song performed by by Kinks
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You Are Just Arriving
You are just arriving.
And I have been here!
Don't think that I am going to be a gracious host!
You may at times find me gracious...
But a host I am not.
You are here on your own.
When your eyes opened..
That's when your reality for you began.
Some things you see you may find unbelieveable!
Do not tax your mind.
Believe it!
Do not try to find understanding.
You'll get stuck in that quicksand like the others.
You are just arriving.
And I have been here!
Don't think that I am going to be a gracious host!
You may at times find me gracious...
But a host I am not.
You are here on your own.
When I first discovered reality...
I was taunted and teased.
With disgusting disrespect!
You are just arriving.
You may not notice or suspect,
The depth of their ignorance.
You will.
And that's gauranteed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Understanding That Path I Walk On
You wish to tie me down,
To a host of your excuses lived.
And I refuse to have any part of this.
Whether you choose to do or not,
Gather your family and friends...
To accuse me of things I never did.
Nor am I seeking your forgiveness.
And this you should come to grips with...
To satisfy any urge you might have,
About understanding that path I walk on!
My feet are not planted and move forward.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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