Judas Escariot
Leave me to battles
Since you are a leaver, not a fighter
I have come to resolve that a concrete
deceit has hovered over your master
has died to tell the matter
about how my glass has
shattered.
Eventually, now
that one consulted your therapist
another soul will be led astray
put to many a sun then rain
And whosever shall undergo this
cannot be blamed
If it were you, will you not betray?
poem by Shelta Realms
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Supersoulfighter
Super soul fighter's coming
Oh yeah
Soul brother space man
Flying through the sky
Fighting wars and battles
Defending you and I
He's spreading super love vibrations
For a better day
Electronic super soul vibrations
Coming all the way
Super soul
Super soul
Super soul fighter's coming
Yes he's coming
Super soul
Super soul
Super soul fighter's coming
Yes he's coming
The lord of the wasteland
He don't want us to be free
But he can't stop our hero
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from 5
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In California everyone goes to a therapist, is a therapist, or is a therapist going to a therapist.
quote by Truman Capote
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Miles Away
Written by brian vander ark
Today was a great day
I said but I meant
Today was the worst day Ive ever spent
Im trying to be what you want me to be
So youll settle down
Stop driving me into the ground
Well it might be how you fight me till Im shattered
I would leave you but to leave you wouldnt matter
So beneath you, underneath you I am right here
Miles away
Today was a strange day
I meant what I said
Today was the first day that I looked ahead
And if I could be what you want me to be
Would you let me down
Stop driving me into the ground
Well it might be how you fight me till Im shattered
I would leave you but to leave you wouldnt matter
So beneath you, underneath you, I am right here
Miles away
Can I have your attention, have your respect
We all need redemption, some more or less
Now you fight me satellite me till Im shattered
I would leave you but to leave you wouldnt matter
So beneath you, underneath you I am right here
Miles away
Or it may be how you play me till Im shattered
I defend it and pretend it doesnt matter
If you need me then believe me Ill be right here
Miles away
song performed by by Verve Pipe
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Ears Are Closed
There is one basic problem that sits between them.
They all have been conditioned to believe,
Each one of them were born to lead.
And no one perceives a listening should be done.
Where the foundation,
Of true leadership begins for anyone.
That is why what's going on can not be fixed.
Those involve desire to captain their own ship.
And ears are clearly plugged to be closed
While those of flapping lips persist...
The resolving of their started problems,
Should lay on someone's shoulders.
But not on theirs to take the risk.
'You should be blamed for this! '
No.
You should be blamed for this!
'No.
You should be blamed for this! '
No.
You should be blamed for this!
*EVERYONE SING:
You should be blamed for this,
No.
You should be blamed for this,
No.
You should be,
You should be...
You should be blamed for this!
You should be blamed for this,
No.
You should be blamed for this,
No.
You should be,
You should be...
You should be blamed for this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This concrete city
infects the sky...turning it
into concrete too.
Concrete sun and concrete rain.
Concrete humans... cry...real tears
tanka by Dónall Dempsey
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Concrete
Concrete wraps into her legs
Bound into prison
Stripping the soul away
To the palsy of acrid air
And we ask where it all has gone...
Life dissolves into dishes
Left on silver trays
Dropped to the dogs
Surrendered to demise
Yet our stomachs rumble...
The heart is bought
With the price of romance
Yet the transaction
Never occurs
And we pass without recognition.
We plan without action
Act without thinking
Think without feeling
Feel emotions only of
Plastic, paper, and silicon.
The concrete hardens...
Glass shines in our
Grand obelisks
To keep this beauty
Of joy and sorrow
Safely outside.
Love is the perfect prototype
We were to explore to perfection.
Now we hold the empty box it came in,
Focused on a package
Hoping simply to add another color.
Who will stand to set
The first crack to
This concrete world?
Who will take a hammer
To these glass buildings?
Are you the god of the machine?
Or will the machine be your god?
Every soul a light, a candle,
And still we look away to see
What has always been right here.
Move while you can.
Love while it remains,
Eat while you are still hungry...
Before the concrete and glass
Take you away, too.
poem by Tsani Jones
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Rain
Billy said this town is dying,
it's dying just to be like me.
He was fighting everything in sight,
died when he was 23.
I used to meet him down at his cafe,
he had one eye on the door
and the other on the writing on the wall.
He'd get restless and angry and we'd all laugh
'cause we weren't really scared,
we was his friends, he wouldn't hurt us at all
And all he'd say was rain, rain, rain
rain, rain, rain,
rain, rain, rain,
rain, rain, rain.
We gotta leave this town.
And Glover was a dancer,
imitating Eddie Cochran by the jukebox.
In the corner of the room
'till he was lost.
Barry 'n me, we used to escape, playing I Go Ape
wearing Italian clothes drinking cider talking in the rain
Hey babe, come over here, let me buy you a beer, what's your name,
she said "Boy, it doesn't really matter, don't you see?
You ain't what I want, you ain't what I need,
you ain't what I fancy, you ain't what I dream of 'n I'd silently leave
?? you're ugly.
Rain, rain, rain,
rain, rain, rain,
rain, rain, rain,
rain, rain, rain.
I gotta leave this place.
My history is a cop-out
Somewhere in the dark I got scared 'cause I knew I was gonna loose.
You know that feeling you get in your guts, all that frustration when you know
you're going nuts.
You gotta make a move.
There was Billy and Glover and Pacer and Taylor and Valerie and Barry
I remember what he said about that town.
He said "I went to London once, came back,
wiped the tears from my eyes, looked out the window,
and it was still pouring down,
more of that rain, rain, rain,
rain, rain, rain,
rain, rain, rain,
rain, rain, rain."
I'm gonna get a train,-a
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Beat It
Written & composed by michael jackson.
1st verse
They told him dont you ever come around here
Dont wanna see your face, you better disappear
The fires in their eyes and their words are really clear
So beat it, just beat it
2nd verse
You better run, you better do what you can
Dont wanna see no blood, dont be a macho man
You wanna be tough, better do what you can
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
3rd verse
Theyre out to get you, better leave while you can
Dont wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man
You wanna stay alive, better do what you can
So beat it, just beat it
4th verse
You have to show them that youre really not scared
Youre playin with your life, this aint no truth or dare
Theyll kick you, then they beat you,
Then theyll tell you its fair
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
Chorus
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or whos right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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Fortunately, psychoanalysis is not the only way to resolve inner conflicts. Life itself remains a very effective therapist.
quote by Karen Horney
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Fortunately analysis is not the only way to resolve inner conflicts. Life itself still remains a very effective therapist.
quote by Karen Horney
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Fortunately [psychoanalysis] is not the only way to resolve inner conflicts. Life itself still remains a very effective therapist.
quote by Karen Horney
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0020 The Faithful Servant
and when she took the job
of being his secretary, adored
his manliness – his powers,
his integrity, his fierce command,
his piercing blue eyes, and
his mischief…how could she not
eventually, become his wife?
Faithful to her wedding vows, she
miscarried twice, eventually
bore him a son; allowing him
to continue making all the family decisions
which eventually cut them off
from both their families – even
took his side in the many battles
with his disoriented son battling for his own identity;
and when – eventually –
stone deaf, demented, and incontinent,
and fierce as ever, blue eyes blazing
with anger, he became impossible,
she continued to nurse him single-handed;
loved, honoured, and obeyed;
love found the impossible to be the possible.
Who can doubt, the faithful servant
is greater than the master?
This, love never tells; but knows.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Harlem Rain
R.sambora
The old man down on the corner
Is downing in his pain
I can see the sorrow in his eyes
His tears, the leave a stain
The streets have left him broken
Hes in the final phase
Its been a long hard road
From his glory days.
Theres a tatoo of his sweetheart
Fading on his arm
He talks of painful tragedy
How he lost his lucky charm
His memory is clouded
From the thunder in this vein
Hes vanishing, vanishing gone
In the harlem rain.
Harlem rain coming down
Another shattered soul
In the lost and found
One more night
On the street of pain
Getting washed away by the harlem rain.
On desperation avenue
The devil takes his toll
Where the pushers and the poverty
Slowly claim your soul
When you reached the realization
That you just cant break the chain, no
Youre vanishing, vanishing gone
In the harlem rain.
Harlem rain coming down
Another shattered soul
In the lost and found
One more night
On the street of pain
Getting washed away by the harlem rain (harlem rain).
In your seach for tender mercy
No one seemed to care
The faith that used to be your crutch
Is now your cross to bear
You last yourself so long ago
You dont know who to blame
Youre vanishing, vanishing gone
Vanishing, vanishing gone
Vanishing, vanishing gone
In the harlem rain.
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Ditties
Upon 'these' walls,
I intend to scrawl...
And leave my ditties.
Many may consider my ditties,
Unwitty.
With a lack of depth.
And uneffective at best.
But I believe my ditties left,
Provided for me a therapy.
And if I received a peace of mind from this...
Those who were displeased,
Will eventually get over it.
Upon 'these' walls,
I intend to scrawl...
And leave my ditties.
Some will be read as humor to please.
While others will be skipped over,
To dismiss...
By those who see what I leave,
As rantings done by another one...
Who should seek immediate counseling,
From a professional therapist...
Who will not charge me a dime to probe!
Hoping to uncover a treasure trove.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rain, Rain, Come Today
Rain, Rain, come today
I want to feel your painful stabs against my skin.
I want to taste your sweet red kiss upon my lips.
Allow the Angels of evil to cry a shower of blood upon the broken glass of my glory.
Allow your blackened, cutting blows to leave me tired and hated in my dying soul of death and desire.
Rain, Rain, come today
Send your charming, left out, rain of fire to burn my heart.
Allow your depressed demons to leave me slashed, broken, and bleeding a river of pain and sorrow.
Rain, Rain, come today
Send me a refreshing night of silence.
Keep me from finding love but leave me with an objective to find pain and sweet rage and revenge.
Rain, Rain, come today
Give me a Friday night of cutting glass and painful showers of destruction.
Send me a demon to do my bidding in the weary and stormy nights of a new dimension, in which people are feeling proud, passion, desire, and love.
As couples kiss and refresh themselves with the sweet taste of cold, clear, smooth, and wet rain.
Rain, Rain, Come Today
poem by Jade DragonHeart
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If I Died Today
if i died today
what would you say
if i died today
what would you do
would you cry
because i left you alone
or would you hate me
because we are bound by blood
if i died today
would you kill yourself
because you failed as my gaurdian
if you died today
id weep black tears
and as my soul shattered
id wish to be with you again
in our other world
but if i died today
you would try to bring me bak
even if it killed you
but in the very end you would realize
all i wanted
was for you to live
and to protect my body
so that i may once again return.
poem by Jasmine Appelhaus
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Broken Promises
Promises broken like glass
Shattered to lie at her feet
For all she got was lies, deceit.
This was a life of disappointments.
Love slid, water through her fingers,
To puddle at her feet as tears.
Decieved by a beautiful lie;
Left with the shreds of love.
Promises broken like glass.
P H Brookes Copyright 2012
poem by Paul Brookes
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Freedom Fighter
You cant control me tell me what to do
Chained in mediocrity so I can be like you
I am not a statue not part of a machine
Im sick and tired of the whole routine
Calculate your future, computerise your past
Instant replay if its gone too fast
Take away my freedom, take away my home
Im only human but it might now show
Im not made of stone
Im a freedom fighter I got something to say
Im a freedom fighter get out of my way
Hide behind your politics, hide behind your rules
Tell me Im a man but you treat me like a fool
Its the same old story with a different name
You give us all a number and nothing changes
Out in the winter of a world upon its knees
Everyone is watching but no one sees
You cant take my freedom you know it is my right
If you try and stop me Im gonna fight
With all of my might
Im a freedom fighter and Im taking command
Im a freedom fighter and Im making a stand
Fighting for breath as the world gathers speed
Times running out for the things that I need
Im a freedom fighter I gotta take a stand
Im a freedom fighter, yeah thats what I am
Im a freedom fighter I cant take it no more
Im a freedom fighter no no more
Im a freedom fighter but Im not afraid
Im a freedom fighter get out of my way.
song performed by by Rainbow
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I don't have to lay on the couch and see a therapist because my therapist is in my paint brushes.
quote by Abbey Lincoln
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Committed Transgressions
Ultimately they will pay.
Those, they and them alone.
Or with others condoned,
Who have committed transgressions.
With wide eyed disturbing belief,
They begin to experience the grief...
From the implementation initiated,
By incredible deceit left to leave the innocent,
Weeping.
They will ultimately pay,
For ruining these lives...
By lies told to betray.
And today...
Not tomorrow will their sorrows start.
Those in 'professions' confessed to transgress...
Will feel the piercing for them felt deep.
For unforgiveable misdeeds leaked.
To market a peace unreachable.
Although teased by an increase of weapons used.
Coming to eventually burn their minds.
As reminders of the people and the times they abused!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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