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Buddha witnessed the Killing Fields

The sharks torpedoed my escape
The vultures volleyed fire on my hut
Shield was I for the animal
Bait was I for the beast.

No paths to run
No place to hide
For every inch of earth was mined

Classrooms were razed
Clinics were shelled
Flooded was the soil with streams of blood.

No mercy the animal deserved
Terror was he, feared no death,
Robbed was his honor even in death

Courage was in their veins
Violated were the fem-fatal
and so was the innocent femininity

Bullets knocked even the cubs
The beast had a merry day
Cannibals had a hearty feast.

Neither dharma prevailed
Nor truth triumphed
Innocent blood drowned the earth.

Shook hands with the beast
Blood soaked are my hands
And every faith aided the beast.

No mercy I seek thee from
No course I inflict thee on
For, Buddha witnessed the Killing Fields.

poem by Thavaseelan Gopinathan
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The truer god

The blood drips down off the beast
That has taken over your dreams
Why does he not shield himself from the clear stated animal
You may look like a beast with your pointy ears and tong that holds
Shape for two

Your feet claw at the unearthed land that does not resemble earth
You have a noise and mouth that reminds me of similar ones, but I cannot clearly
See it

Look up for the earth has reversed itself wrongly it should not be higher than view
How will you ever come back, if you never open your eyes back to it
Can the animal shaped man really have taken control of it or are you hiding
Life out from view.

poem by Sarah Saucson
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The Curse of Kehama

I charm thy life,
From the weapons of strife,
From stone and from wood,
From fire and from flood,
From the serpent’s tooth,
And the beast of blood.
From sickness I charm thee,
And time shall not harm thee;
But earth, which is mine,
Its fruits shall deny thee;
And water shall hear me,
And know thee and flee thee:
And the winds shall not touch thee
When they pass by thee,
And the dews shall not wet thee
When they fall nigh thee.
And thou shalt seek death,
To release thee, in vain;
Thou shalt live in thy pain,
While Kehama shall reign,
With a fire in thy heart,
And a fire in thy brain.
And sleep shall obey me,
And visit thee never,
And the curse shall be on thee
Forever and ever.

poem by Robert Southey
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Our Metal Beast

Down the road we talk and laugh,
In the metal beast that gives us a ride,
Who knows if it is willing,
And who would really care.

Who ever thought we could ruin,
the life of that which gives it back,
the metal beast are everywhere,
Large ones that seem to carry,
Fifty or more on their tracks.

Or the small ones no more than five or six,
they can carry,
These metal beast,
we never question,
these metal beast that spew out death,
in a smokey and floating form.

Our metal beast,
that we learn to love,
Our metal beast are everywhere,
polished and primed,
or rusty and old,

Our metal beast that we hold onto,
that we love,
Or take for granted.

Our metal beast,
spew out death to our home.

poem by Rebecca Adams
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Not Here to Beat the Beast

I am not here to beat the beast.
Nor did I come,
To sneak a sniff of its presence.
Not to cower kneeling in defeat.
To please rumors of a haunting...
Suffered without investigation.

That beast has been feasting,
Long before I arrived.
And I'm sure...
If it knows you are here in fear,
It will not suspect
I have desires to follow in its footsteps!
Wherever it has been claimed to be.

But I am curious,
Why you have allowed it to eat
From your peace that decreases.
While you complain...
Little of your gains are left!
As you struggle over what remains.
Who and why...
Decided for you,
That should be a position to maintain?

I came to ask the beast to leave.
Not to agree or negotiate my presence.
Like that beast...
I too have needs!
And I will not sit in hiding,
To decide which needs of mine...
The beast can take,
Because I sit in indecision!
To inflict my own heartaches.

Oh no!

I am not here to beat or feed any beast!
But I will make an appearance made known.
And tell that beast to leave my ass alone!
I am not going to endure any conflict,
Over that which I know belongs to me!

That beast needs to see,
I am not afraid!
Where is it?
And who has said the beast existed?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Defeating...That Beast

You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!

You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!

Think about the distance you've come,
Defeating...the beast.
Think about your decision not to run,
Away...from the beast.
Think about those knees on the ground,
Weeping for the beast.
Think about the dirt you ate,
Fed...by the beast.
Think about celebrating...
Those days ahead awaiting!

You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!

You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!

No longer the martyr,
Defeating...that beast.
Get up...and strut about.
You've defeated...that beast.
Let those words come out of your mouth,
'I've defeated...that beast! '
Let the people see and believe it,
You've defeated...that beast.
Whoop...and hollar about,
'I've defeated...and done feeding it!
That beast is outta my house.'

You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!

You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!

More than a piece of cake!
Defeating...that beast.
Gone and eliminated.
Defeating...that beast.

Much more than a piece of cake.
Defeating...that beast.
But gone and eliminated.
Defeating...that beast.

More than a piece of cake.
Defeating...that beast.
Gone and eliminated.
Defeating...that beast.

Much more than a piece of cake.
Defeating...that beast.
But gone and eliminated.
That beatened up beast to beat!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Triumphus

A man, made

In the image

Of God,

Became a

Beast, in the

Form of a man.

The beast

Sired a son,

Not a beast.

The beast

Abandoned

His son.

His son

Has a son,

Not a beast.

poem by Francis Santaquilani
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An Animal Instrinct

Animal is a creature:
A mammal,
Or beast,
Can be a brute,
Or a swine,
At best as a human being...
Known as... a living thing!

Animal is made of:
A flesh,
Some skeletons,
Litters of blood,
A weight of brain,
With gut of feelings...
Excited by... a sexual drive!

Animal is of all sort,
Has different breed,
But one thing is universal...
Survival...is an animal instinct!

poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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The mighty coward

He was called the king of zanga,
his physique so built he's glaring with danger.
He lost his banter, now frowning with fire
his eyes red and strong, he's glowing with anger.

He found great pleasure in oppressing the weak,
they tremble in fear, for he threatens to kill.
He was seen as a mighty warlord,
for he was good with the sword.

He goes all over impossing fear.
wherever he goes, he lives a sign of death.
His palace is filled with skulls
of those slain by his sword,
and he smiles with bliss after tasting their blood.

But soon after, his rulling days were ended
for he became a coward in the sight of death.
He lost courage at the battle field,
his hands trembling, losing his sword.

His mighty heart had fled,
his terror rage quenched.
He saw a warrior like beast and was scared
trying to run, his head was cut off from his neck.

Now the great terror is no more,
for hiss terror days was ended on the battle field.
The mighty warrioir died a mighty coward,
for his fear got him slain by that warrior like beast.

poem by Randy Micheal
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A Dragon and a Hero

Note: This is a two-part acrostic poem.

Death and destruction descends like a storm -
...creature of legend and mythical form.
Reaping the lives of the women and men -
...flames of the winged one scorching their skin.
Agony, terror and hopelessness reigns -
...children are crying with fear in their veins.
Giant and scaly, with hell colored eyes,
...beast of the ancient rains fire from the skies.
Only the strongest survive the attack -
...dreading the day that the creature comes back.
No man or weapon has challenged the scourge.
...hope that a hero will someday emerge.

Hope brings a hero to vanquish a beast.
Evil had driven its blood thirsty feast.
Ruthless and epic - the battle campaign.
Ode to the hero - the dragon is slain.

poem by Xillus Xavier
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Mater

There, within the dusty air.
Up there, millions of lights away,
Is where I heard an inconceivable pain that had
Never been uttered before.
Down there, between the shoulders of Jupiter and
Saturn is where the scream found me.
And when it did, it tore my heart to pieces and
Drained me of the empathy that I ever bestowed;
It surrounded me, ambushed me
And coiled around my soul and drained me…
Called upon me for my ever enduring sympathy.

There, where the fearless star shines rays of warmth and life,
Down there, I found a site that I had never set eyes upon.
A woman, naked, sat on a warm rock that burned blisters onto her tender flesh,
But she sat on it all the while; as if utterly oblivious.
Her hair was on fire and sent a cloud of smoke breathing through the sky.
Her screams turned into madness and
When I came closer, I found that it was Mater.
Her arms were chained by heavy hot cold chains that melted her flesh,
Causing every inch of her body to be flooded in blisters, blood, burning skin and puffs.

When she saw me, she began to scream even more wildly;
Turning from side to side and pointing at the beast that had imprisoned her.
The smoke rose even higher with each second and
The flames grew even more.
The Beast was rooting out her hair from every part of her body,
Digging through her flesh and setting her hair on fire.
The woman screamed, kicked
And begged for the mercy of the Beast.
But it kept on digging and cutting until some parts were dry and barren.

Near her heart, blood was exploding and
Running aimlessly in all directions due to the digging
And plowing that it flooded most of her skin.
Blood and water were as hot as the sun and
Melted her skin like butter instead of nourishing her dying body.
Her poor breast were being curved, cut and broken down into fine worthless dust.
Smoke in the air formed dark clouds riding black horses.
Riding to every part of the women's body, trapping and suffocating her.

High she stood, pleading, gasping for air and pleading,
Licking the beast's feet while screaming in pain.
With obliviousness and greed the beast burned
And plowed and sucked every life that was within her
And so her light grew dimmer
And the beast went hungry too.

poem by Tjizembua Tjikuzu
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Blood & Fire

Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
There is no more water to out the fire
There is no more water to out the fire
Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn, burn burn
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Judgement has come and mercy has gone (mercy come and gone)
Ooh, weak hearts shall lick up and spit up (weakheart must get lick up)
Judgement has come and mercy has gone (judgement time is here)
Ooh, weak hearts shall lick up and spit up (weakheart must get sick up)
Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn, burn burn (mercy gone)
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Rasta hail!
Blessed is the weed, the healing of all nations in every corner of the earth
Blessed are the fields of sensimillia that enlighten and erich our soul
Blood and fire mek it burn bredren
All weak hearts shall lick up and spit up
And all righteous shall stand
Hail, rasta hail and wail (rastafari)
Hail rasta dont quail (we not quail)
Let it burn, burn burn
Let it burn, burn burn

song performed by by Ub40
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Blood And Fire

Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
There is no more water to out the fire
There is no more water to out the fire
Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn, burn burn
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Judgement has come and mercy has gone (mercy come and gone)
Ooh, weak hearts shall lick up and spit up (weakheart must get lick up)
Judgement has come and mercy has gone (judgement time is here)
Ooh, weak hearts shall lick up and spit up (weakheart must get sick up)
Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn, burn burn (mercy gone)
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Rasta Hail!
Blessed is the weed, the healing of all nations in every corner of the earth
Blessed are the fields of sensimillia that enlighten and erich our soul
Blood and fire mek it burn bredren
All weak hearts shall lick up and spit up
And all righteous shall stand
Hail, Rasta hail and wail (rastafari)
Hail Rasta don't quail (we not quail)
Let it burn, burn burn
Let it burn, burn burn

song performed by by Ub40
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Mystery beast

Do you know me?
Thats the question you ask.
Well I know you allright.
I am the beast.
That fucks up your day.

What is this mystery beast.
The one that eats my day by day?
Why does this unforseen beast pick on me?
What did I ever do?

Oh mystery beast.
I can not see you.
But I sense your presence.
Please dont pocess my body.
Realease me please.

This mystery beast.
Runs through my vains.
Eating me day by day.

Amy Kerswell

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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The Royal tiger of India

Stressful chattering of birds,
monkeys jumping from one branch to another.,
fluttering wings of birds,
running around of animals,
a sudden unrest in the jungle,
the news spread like forest fire,
there comes the majestic
yellow and black striped beast,
walked slowly on the dried leaves,

the best catwalk if one could luckily see,
the bold and the beautiful,
its the tiger on the scene,
the Royal tiger of India indeed,
unruffeld by noise around.,
unquestionable the king of jungle,
the wildest cat on earth,
unsocial solitary beast,
make every soul to fear for life,
be it a bird, animal, man or a beast.

poem by renu Vig sharma sharma
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Sound of fire

The animal in you takes shape
and transforms,
the body into animal form.
The teeth extend
out of the mouth.
The fingers cripple
backwards into claws
and the back arches upward.
The beast is formed
and is set free,
to run about
and fly forward
on the ground.
The beast is light
as a feather
and gravity is no more,
and the eyes
focus in shape
to see distances far and wide.

poem by Kristy Winter
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Not For The Innocent

Im mean and Im dirty, like none youve ever seen
Bad habits drip like honey, no tongue can lick me clean
Im not of royal blood, Ive never been discreet
Better lock up your daughters, were comin to your town
Were here for the slaughter, kick you when youre down
Kick you when youre down
Chorus:
Were not for the innocent, were not for the innocent
Were not for the innocent, let the beast run wild
Ive been damned, Ive been cursed, Ive been guilty and abused
I spit the hangman in his face and hung him on his noose
Habitual threat, I got you in my claws
Gonna tan your hide, rip the flesh off your bones
Look me in the eye, and youre gonna turn to stone
Youre gonna turn to stone
Chorus
Better lock up your daughters, were comin to your town
Better pray were not around
Let the beast run wild
Chorus... (to fade)

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Danger

There is danger atop our heads;
There is danger around us all;
There is danger beneath our feet;
There is danger to man and beast!

There is danger in the skies;
There is danger in the seas;
There is danger ev’n on land;
There is danger to man and beast!

There is danger from earth’s bowels;
There is danger in forests;
There is danger in hills, vales;
There is danger to man and beast!

There is danger from our brethren;
There is danger from kith, kin;
There is danger from strangers;
There is danger to man and beast!

There is danger within us;
There is danger from space;
There is danger to our soul;
Nevertheless, God protects us.

poem by John Celes
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The Julabunder

The Julabunder is a beast
more teeth than animal
more animal than man
more man than terror
more terror than anything AT ALL! !

poem by John W. McEwers
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Beauty & The Beast

Ooooooo
Weaving down a byroad, singing the song
Thats my kind of highroll gone wrong
My-my
Smile at least
You cant say no to the beauty and the beast
Something in the night
Something in the day
Nothing is wrong but darling
Somethings in the way
Theres slaughter in the air
Protest on the wind
Someone else inside me
Someone could get skinned, how?
My-my
Someone fetch a priest
You cant say no to the beauty and the beast
Darling
My-my
You cant say no to the beauty and the beast
(weakling)
My-my
You cant say no to the beauty and the beast
I wanted to believe me
I wanted to be good
I wanted no distractions
Like every good boy should
My-my
Nothing will corrupt us
Nothing will compete
Thank God heaven left us
Standing on our feet
My-my
Beauty and the beast
My-my
Just beauty and the beast
You cant say no to the beauty and the beast
Darling
My-my
My
My-my
My

song performed by by David Bowie
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Blue Skinned Beast

I can fly you to your loved ones but I can promise no return
To a shell-shocked God forsaken where their craters still they burn
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Still the worst is over that I hope you understand
The youre one more hurdle over our protector of the land
Have a drink on me
I put it down to the company
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Here you have this medal you can even melt it down
Or frame it in the living room every time you turn around
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
I heard you shout for yesterday, but I was sleeping on the job
And I dreamt of fighters miles away whose lives I had to rob
Have a drink on me
I put it down to the company
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Here you have this medal you can even melt it down
Or frame it in the living room every time you turn around
I can fly your loved ones to you
With guarantee of no return
And if john waynes dummys bounce off
Dont look shocked when it comes your turn
Have a drink on me
I put it down to company
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Hip hip !
Hip hip !
Hip hip hip hip !
Hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Hip hip hip hip !
Hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !

song performed by by Madness
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