Deaf Dumb And Blind
picked up the paper read the news
marx was a poet hitler a jew
the holocaust never happened made up by zionist cloons
luner landings faked naybiddy stepped on the moon
english lords murdered clan kennedy
czar romanov and his family
the usual suspects carried oot nine eleven
madrid bali london seven seven
burning books erase history
freedom o' press is illusory
dinne' want te think enslave my mind
see no evil deaf dumb and blind
poem by John Mcleish
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Together we shall overcome
‘Together we shall overcome’
‘Poetry for the Deaf’
Eh! What
What Eh!
What did you say?
‘Poetry for the Blind’
It’s called Performance poetry
It’s loud; so real
It’s written down
But only in Braille
‘Poetry for the Dumb’
For their eyes only
Read only
Poetry for the Deaf, Blind and Dumb
We will work it out between us
Please don’t make it:
Evil; no hear
Evil; no see
Evil; no speak
Once it is explained
The words the pen did lay
We will all understand in our own way
Yes, once the words are written
In addition, the reasoning is known
We three together will decipher the poem
‘Together we shall overcome’.
MICMAC
poem by Michael Micmac Mccrory
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Pinball Wizard
(pete townshend)
[tommy (1914-1984), various artists, 1972]
Ever since I was a young boy,
I played the silver ball;
From soho down to brighton
I must have played em all.
But I aint seen nothin like him
In any amusement hall
That deaf, dumb an blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball.
He stands like a statue,
Becomes part of the machine.
Feelin all the bumpers
Always playin clean.
Plays by intuition,
The digit counters fall.
That deaf, dumb an blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!
Hes a pinball wizard
There has to be a twist,
A pinball wizard,
Got such a supple wrist.
How do you think he does it?
What makes him so good?
Aint got no distractions,
Cant hear those buzzes and bells,
Dont see lights aflashin
Plays by sense of smell.
Always gets a replay,
Never tilts at all
That deaf, dumb an blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball.
Even my usual table,
He can beat my best,
His disciples lead him in
And he just does the rest.
Hes got crazy flipper fingers,
Never seen him fall.
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball.
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Some of the press who speak loudly about the freedom of the press are themselves the enemies of freedom. Countless people dare not say a thing because they know it will be picked up and made a song of by the press. That limits freedom.
quote by Geoffrey Fisher
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An Example
They were two deaf mutes, and they loved and they
Resolved to be groom and bride;
And they listened to nothing that any could say,
Nor ever a word replied.
From wedlock when warned by the married men,
Maintain an invincible mind:
Be deaf and dumb until wedded-and then
Be deaf and dumb and blind.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Anne Frank
Years ago, with deep inquiry
I propped up my feet to read your diary
With each page I craved it more and more
To touch the earth and be outdoors
Oh young girl, with dark eyes and hair
Who wrote down her wish and her prayer
Who made the best of a cruel period
Whose friends were dying in the myriad
You should have been playing hop scotch on the walk
Drawing squares with a piece of chalk
Anne, you didn’t deserve the torture
To be on an earth burning in hell’s scorcher
A broken heart you tried to mend
Evil murdered you, my friend
God bless you all in Hitler’s dictum
God bless every Holocaust victim
Anne abandoned the camp to heaven’s sea
And passed her broken heart on to me
poem by Whitney Albright
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Everyman
everyone's beating their war drums
everyone want's a blue
naybiddy wants responsibility
naybiddy want' te lose
everyone's a hero
everyone's so cool
naybiddy wants te sacrifice
naybiddy think's that their the fools
everyone's a winner
everyone special too
naybiddy wants te pay the price
naybiddy wants the pain o' truth
everyone's beating their wardrums
everyone want's a blue
everyones a hero
everyone's so cool
naybiddy wants responsibility
naybiddy wants te lose
naybiddy want's te pay the price
naybiddy want's te lose
everyman, everyman
everyman a fool
everyman, everyman
everyman me and you
everyone's beating their wardrums
everyone want's a blue
everyones a winner
yet everyone will lose
poem by John Mcleish
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I Can't For The Life of me Spell Holocaust
i'm being honest,
really i can't. i don't know how to spell it.
i know that it was horrible,
and it killed part of my family
in an excruciating, only-human way.
i know that it was specifically
one man's fault in history books,
and millions of people's on the DL.
if it happened here,
i cannot say it wouldn't be the same.
i can't, i'm being honest with you.
look around you at the world you see,
if a holocaust happened
wherever you are in this crazy world...
wouldn't it be the same?
In the end, who will you be?
everyone has a choice to make.
poem by David Thomas
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Never Again! ! !
Never again shall we suffer in the hand of others
Never again shall we let our children and family be murdered
Never again shall we accept any racism
Remember what happened in the holocaust...
NEVER AGAIN! ! ! ! !
The Window Washers
How sad they go to the peak of skyscrapers
on a tiny moving scaffolding
and wash the windows let others to see the Zenith?
But they do not have valid documents
to enter the Heaven?
They just come down
holding the life-line
When the dangerous work's over?
to my poet friend and the short story writer Premji in gratitude!
[I was disgusted by reading this news in a paper; 'They couldn't just let Mary Richardson Kennedy rest in peace.The estranged wife of Robert F Kennedy Jr., who was buried near the Kennedy clan's Hyannis Port compound over the objections of her siblings, was dug up last week and moved to a remote part of St.Francis Zavier Cemetery.I thought myself where do they bury me one day? Is it handsome Devil's graveyard as I do not have the valid papers? ]
nimal dunuhinga
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Pass the Crack
What can be said to those who are 'not'
Deaf, dumb or blind?
It seems as though they have been processed,
On an assembly line.
And mass produced to only receive deceptions.
With defections approved and encouraged.
What can be said to those who are 'not'
Deaf, dumb or blind?
When even blatant hand signs,
Can not stop them from their desires...
Of the experience of getting hit by a truck!
They've been programmed to accept its coming.
Much like their anticipation as they wait...
For truth to tumble from the lips of politicians.
They become ecstatic with hope,
By the words spoken by freshly minted visionaries!
What can be said to those who are 'not'
Deaf, dumb or blind?
'Pass the crack.
And if you want more...
Get back in line! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Afflicted
Softly every night they come
To the picture show,
That old couple, deaf and dumb
In the second row;
Wistful watching, hand in hand,
Proud they understand.
Shut-ins from the world away,
All in all to each;
Knowing utter joy as they
Read the lips of speech . . .
Would, I wonder, I be glum
Were I deaf and dumb?
Were I quieted away,
Far from din and shock?
Were I spared the need to say
Silly things in talk?
Utter hush I would not mind . . .
Happy they!--I'm blind.
poem by Robert William Service
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In Memory
Your coffin was carried
slowly through,
the door where, you had stood
many times greeting others.
Now we greeted you,
your remains, for you are gone.
Your friends cried because
it was true,
Goula was dead.
Actress, poet, whom Kennelly
read with joy, a painter,
wife and animal lover.
Leaving food for the fox in winter,
the stray cat through the open
kitchen window comes,
the dog runs to meet his sitter.
Your Civil Defence friends
gathered in honour
and joined your family
and friends for mass,
in your Church of fifty years.
You cannot be forgotten,
your old theatrical way,
picked from Anna, Big Maggie,
Phyllis, adept at directing plays.
Your stage friends.
And you danced the conga,
in the forties, and tangoed
in the fifties, out in Tanganyika,
and courtesy became you,
as you read aloud and
directed speech and bearing.
Now you do not need to dance,
now you do not need to paint,
for what it represents now exists,
for you and Noel.
No, you cannot be forgotten,
for those who, like the merchant
in search of treasure finds the field,
a jewel, from London
is always sought for.
poem by Bernard Kennedy
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A Day In The Life
I read the news today oh, boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well, i just had to laugh
I saw the photograph
He blew his mind out in a car
He didn't notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They'd seen his face before
Nobody was really sure if he was from the house of lords
I saw a film today oh, boy
The english army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But i just had to look
Having read the book
I love to turn you on.
Woke up, got out of bed
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And looking up, i noticed i was late
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke
Somebody spoke and i went into a dream
Ah
I read the news today oh, boy
Four thousand holes in blackburn, lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the albert hall
I'd love to turn you on
song performed by by Beatles
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A Day In The Life
I read the news today oh boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph
He blew is mind out in car
He didn't notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They'd seen his face before
Nobody was really sure
If he was from the House of Lords
I saw a film today oh boy,
The English Army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But I just had to look
Having read the book
I'd love to turn you on
Woke up, fell out of bed
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And looking up I noticed I was late
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke
Somebody spoke and I went into a dream
I read the news today oh boy
Four-thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small they had to count them all
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall
I'd love to turn you on
song performed by by Sting
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A Conspiracy Theory
Have you heard the news?
Stalin's singing the blues
And Hitler is wearing his blue suede shoes.
They've written a song
To prove you wrong
For saying they murdered the gypsies and Jews.
It's making you weary,
Conspiracy theory,
And never knowing which side to choose.
But Holocaust denial
Will lead to your trial
'Cos somebody somewhere has too much to lose!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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A Day In The Life
I read the news today, oh, boy
About a lucky man whos made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well, I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph
He blew his mind out in a car
He didnt notice that the lights have changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
Theyd seen his face before
Nobody was really sure if he was from the house of lords
I saw a film today, oh, boy
The english army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But I just had to look
Having read the book
Id love to turn you on
Woke up, fell out of bad
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And looking up, I noticed I was late
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke
And somebody spoke and I went into a dream
I saw the news today, oh, boy
Four-thousand holes in blackburn, lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the albert hall
Id love to turn you on
song performed by by Lennon John
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Did You Read The Morning Paper
(Nickolas Ashford/Valerie Simpson/R. Monica)
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
There on the front page was a picture
Of a crowd as they watched a parade passing by
And through the haze of last nights sleep
Something familiar caught my eye
There was a couple looking so much in love, yes
They had a front line view
And as I pulled the paper closer
I realized standing next to her it was you
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Now I know why you've been working late each night
And no longer have desire to ever hold me tight
And your busy, busy schedule was all a lie
Oh, even the dream with a bonus, oh just another alibi
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Did you get the news today
Did you read the morning paper
Isn't the picture very clear
Where do we go from here
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headlines
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Oh, what now
Did you read the morning paper
Did you get the news today
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Did You Read The Morning Papers?
(nickolas ashford/valerie simpson/r. monica)
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
There on the front page was a picture
Of a crowd as they watched a parade passing by
And through the haze of last nights sleep
Something familiar caught my eye
There was a couple looking so much in love, yes
They had a front line view
And as I pulled the paper closer
I realized standing next to her it was you
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Now I know why youve been working late each night
And no longer have desire to ever hold me tight
And your busy, busy schedule was all a lie
Oh, even the dream with a bonus, oh just another alibi
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Did you get the news today
Did you read the morning paper
Isnt the picture very clear
Where do we go from here
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headlines
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Oh, what now
Did you read the morning paper
Did you get the news today
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Bessie's Song To Her Doll
Matilda Jane, you never look
At any toy or picture-book.
I show you pretty things in vain
You must be blind, Matilda Jane!
I ask you riddles, tell you tales,
But all our conversation fails.
You never answer me again
I fear you're dumb, Matilda Jane!
Matilda darling, when I call,
You never seem to hear at all.
I shout with all my might and main
But you're so deaf, Matilda Jane!
Matilda Jane, you needn't mind,
For, though you're deaf and dumb and blind,
There's some one loves you, it is plain
And that is me, Matilda Jane!
poem by Lewis Carroll
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I still love books. Nothing a computer can do can compare to a book. You can't really put a book on the Internet. Three companies have offered to put books by me on the Net, and I said, 'If you can make something that has a nice jacket, nice paper with that nice smell, then we'll talk.' All the computer can give you is a manuscript. People don't want to read manuscripts. They want to read books. Books smell good. They look good. You can press them to your bosom. You can carry them in your pocket.
quote by Ray Bradbury
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