Just Another War!
Just another war
Heat seeking missiles everywhere
Missing the targets, they don’t care
they’ll go home
Just another war
Your War on Terror’s crazy too
Exit strategy? No can do?
The killing keeps on going on
our peaceful way of life has gone
Just another war
for the black gold, or something else
Are you wasting your nations wealth?
That’s not done
Just another war
You can’t keep all the oil, you know
Planting seeds and watching them grow
Will the Grim Reaper let you go
You know you’ll reap just what you sow
JUST ANOTHER STUPID WAR! ! !
poem by Manish kesra
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Just Another War, Just Another War, Just Another War.
Just another war
Fighting insurgents in Iraq
Call in the Air Force to attack
And just go home
Just another war
Heat seeking missiles everywhere
Missing the targets, they don’t care
They’ll go home
Just another war
I don’t think you know what to do
Just a stupid war
The killing keeps on going on
How long will this war carry on?
Just another war
Boy soldiers killing, on their own
The stars and stripes look all alone
To everyone
Just another war
For the black gold, or something else
Are you wasting your nations wealth?
that’s not done
Just another war
Your War on Terror’s crazy too
Exit strategy? No can do?
The killing keeps on going on
Our peaceful way of life has gone
Just another war
You can’t keep all the oil, you know
Planting seeds and watching them grow
Will the Grim Reaper let you go
You know you’ll reap just what you sow
Just another war
You’ll leave the country in a mess
Don’t think you know, what’s for the best
A stupid war
Mothers and children laid to waste
Terrorist claims need to be faced
Just Another War
Just Another War
Just Another War
J.A.W. J.A.W. J.A.W.
poem by Gordon David
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If you can't define a winning exit strategy for the American people, where we somehow come out ahead, then we're wasting our money, and we're wasting our strategic resources.
quote by Jon Huntsman, Jr.
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The Grim Reaper
The Grim Reaper will for sure, gather men who deny The Lord,
He will soon come without delay, taking unbelieving men away.
They’ll be taken and put aside, for it was The Lord, they denied.
Separated per their own desire; to be cast into the Lake of Fire.
Men shall reap what they sow; this is something all men know.
Deny God by human deduction, you will reap eternal destruction.
If you choose to accept The Lord, you will reap Eternal Reward.
The end result you will receive, for God is one you can’t deceive.
The Lord will not force your hand, but will help you to understand,
That Christ, who died upon a tree, is coming back for you and me.
First it’ll be to the clouds above, for those who received His Love.
Then down to the earth in victory, over those who refused to see.
But there is still an open door, and time to accept Christ as Lord.
And any time in any season, God with you, would like to reason,
That through His Only Son, your victory over sin has been won.
And that through Jesus Christ, you friend can have the gift of life.
Although I was once deceived, God’s Spirit spoke and I believed.
God then gave me eyes to see, now in Christ I will reap Eternity.
God wants no one to perish, and His Son He gave us to cherish.
But if you want not to believe, the Grim Reaper is who you’ll see.
Senior Reprive
The days grow colder
Months seem like days
Suddenly you’re older
“Yet another castaway”
Life gave you great wisdom
The young refuse to hear
They’re too busy having fun
“Leave us alone” they sneer
The days grow short
Health begins to fail
Gone is life’s support
Blue skies grow pale
Your weary soul phones Grim Reaper
Death delayed? ? ?
‘Ole Reap” forgot turn on his beeper
poem by Ray Lucero
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The Grim Lullaby
An ode to you, oh quiet child,
Lying so still, broken and defiled,
As blood seeps from your veins,
Traces the tiles,
Tears descend your face,
And to the floor they are exiled.
Hush my sweetheart, don’t you cry,
Grim Reaper’s gonna sing you a lullaby.
And if you don’t suddenly die,
Then Grim Reaper’s gonna give it another try.
You are the moon,
Reflecting all that comes your way,
You are a rock,
Taking hit after hit, day after day,
You are the sun,
Blocked by gloomy storm clouds,
You are the rain,
Free falling into darkness.
Oh,
Hush my sweetheart, don’t you cry,
Grim Reaper’s gonna sing you a lullaby.
And if you don’t suddenly die,
Then Grim Reaper’s gonna give it another try.
Oh no, don’t cry darling,
I’ll sing it again.
Hush my sweetheart, don’t you cry,
Grim Reaper’s gonna sing you a lullaby,
And if you don’t suddenly die,
Then Grim Reaper’s gonna give it another try.
poem by Sai Killam
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Reaping What You Sow
There's an open secret, one you must have known
In this world we live in we must reap what we've sown
And our deeds like little seeds which'll surely grow
To show the world like movie the seed that we sow
Many plant mangoes expecting apples to grow
Forgetting the law which says 'You reap what you sow'
A tale I'll tell you of a wise old fool
Who did all in his power to bend this little rule
He sowed so many evil seeds while alive
And saw them grow into evil trees before his last count of five
So learn from this story, be you friend or foe
In this world we live in we'll reap what we sow
poem by Olamilekan Adewoyin
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Old Mother Nature's One Powerful Device
The oil beneath land began to run out,
So they decided to look under the sea,
To do this, the laws of nature they flout,
Their black gold they just had to free.
They kept on drilling but nothing was found,
So they decided to go down even deeper,
To a place that was so far underground,
They eventually found the grim reaper.
He said you're in an area you can't control,
What will you do if something goes wrong?
The oil barons said we're now on a roll,
Extracting oil is where we belong.
Suddenly their drill went through the ocean floor,
We've done it they were heard to cry,
The grim reaper said, you've breached the Earths core,
I'm afraid you're all now going to die.
You've went much deeper than you ever planned,
They said we needed to put in our well,
The reaper replied you'll now be well tanned,
For you've opened up the gates of Hell.
There was no crude oil just a toxic mass,
Red hot lava then boiled the ocean,
The atmosphere was filled with a poisonous gas,
For life on Earth there was no magic potion.
You wouldn't jump in a hole or cross the road blind,
Without taking heed of the dangers,
Digging a hole not knowing what you'll find,
Is like dining with poisonous strangers.
Greed for the black stuff has now sealed your fate,
For your incompetence you've paid the ultimate price,
The balance of life you refused to placate,
‘' Old Mother Nature's One Powerful Device ‘'
Killing Yourself To Live
Well people look and people stare
Well I dont think that I even care
You work your life away and what do they give?
Youre only killing yourself to live
Killing yourself to live
Killing yourself to live
Just take a look around you what do you see
Pain, suffering, and misery
Its not the way that the world was meant
Its a pity you dont understand
Killing yourself to live
Killing yourself to live
Im telling you
Believe in me
Nobody else will tell you
Open your eyes
And see the lies, oh yeah
You think Im crazy and baby
I know that its true
Before that you know it I think
That youll go crazy too
I dont know if Im up or down
Whether black is white or blue is brown
The colors of my life are all different somehow
Little boy blues a big girl now
So you think its me whos strange
But youve never had to make the change
Never give your trust away
Youll end up paying till your dying day
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Invitation from Death
'Come to my party! ' said the Grim Reaper,
'Death is for free and life's getting cheaper,
There'll be no mercy, there'll be no pardon
For Saddam Hussein or Osama Bin Laden,
Come to my party! ' said the Grim Reaper,
'Bring guns and explosives, life's getting cheaper! '
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Straight To The Moon
You got lucky
Walking cross a crowded room
The cameras went from wide to zoom
And caught you in the act
Well now, youve got something
Something we could really use
If we could get you on the evening news
And spruce up the facts
Wed go straight to the moon
Planting the seeds
And then watching them bloom
But isnt it strange
What gets thrown up
Comes right back down again
Snuck out the back
With nancy and the philistines
Quotes from rolling stone magazine
Dribble from her mouth
Oh now, please dont tell me
Let me have this one surprise
If I come back a million years from now
Can I keep my scalp
I go straight to the moon
Planting the seeds
And then watching them bloom
But isnt it strange
Once it goes out
It comes right back again
Ooh, we go straight through the moon
Turn on the tv and youre in the cartoons
Ooh, but isnt it strange
Once it goes out
It comes right back again
Your co-conspirators
Open up the secret door
And now the truth is out
What are we gonna do about it
Im not much on second hand information
Sycophantic recreations
Have been down with the smile
Now I rolled up my sleeves
And took off my good shoes
You cant get in and get loose
Without getting dirt in your eyes
Ooh, you go straight to the moon
Planting the seeds
And then watching them bloom
Ooh, isnt it strange
Once it goes up
It comes back down again
Ooh, its too much too soon
Turn on the tv and Im in the cartoons
Ooh, isnt it strange
What gets thrown up
Comes right back down again
Ooh
Ooh, straight to the moon
Turn on the tv and theres a cartoon
If it makes you happy
song performed by by Sheryl Crow
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Killing Time
Everybodys going somewhere
See how they stand in line
All complaining their lives are unfair
Too bad for them, too bad for mine
(its the killing time) from now till then
(killing time), not knowing when
Theyre watching me, Im watching them
Standing by the empty mine
(killing time)
Its a killing time
I know it well
Killing time
Until the bell
Too late to change, too soon to tell
And in between, the killing time
(killing time) giving me hell
Up above the stars still shine
Through the poverty and grime
Of the empty streets below
Killing time, nowhere to go
(killing time)
Tell me, brother whats the plan?
Will I be a working man?
And occupy my idle mind
Or kill the time I knew so well
(killing time) giving me hell
Still I can smile at what I see
Soap operas full of vanity
So much wealth and property
Side by side with petty crime
Is that all lifes meant to be?
Commercials full of luxuries
A man has one, a cat has nine
And in between its killing time
(killing time)
Its a killing time
I know it well
Too late to change
Too soon to tell
Still I can smile at what I find
Waiting round and killing time
Bite the bullet
Help me through it
These lunatics will take my mind
Why cant life be more sublime
Than all of this waste and killing time
Killing time
I know it well
Its the killing time
song performed by by Kinks
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Sometimes
sometimes i feel
so stupid and so stupid
that i like being called stupid
by other stupid people out
there who think that
they are not stupid
sometimes i like to laugh
at myself and call myself
crazy and behave like i
am crazy and then suddenly
a man comes next to me
and asks me
why am i happy?
i think he is not stupid anymore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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And you prate of the wealth of nations, as if it were bought and sold, The wealth of nations is men, not silk and cotton and gold.
quote by Richard Hovey
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The Lord's Harvest of Plenty
What a truly awesome thought indeed,
That throughout your day you live among seed.
Not the seeds that one would find in the ground,
These are not seen, but in the heart they are found.
These seeds are planted by the children of God,
As they simply follow the path The Savior has trod.
Your life as a Christian is not merely good deeds,
As your faithful witness could plant one of these seeds.
Or your life may be busy with a seed you don't know,
And your faithful witness is helping that little seed grow.
Planting and watering, as a Christian, is all we afford,
While all of the growth of that seed comes from the Lord.
After a little growth it is no longer a seed,
But a new vibrant Christian prepared for a deed.
The deed that has been prepared, I'm sure that you know,
Is to plant some new seed and to help water and help grow.
Once they have grown, they are cut with God's sickle of love,
And taken by The Lord to their Father's Home up above.
Whether the numbers are few or they are many,
You can be part of The Lord's Harvest of Plenty.
(Copyright © 08/2002)
Crazy Enough
I am crazy enough to jump off a bridge for you
Even when i have seen you only once.
I am crazy enough to still be thinking about you
Even when i know nothing of you at all
crazy enough to build castles in the sky
crazy enough to imagine you and me
crazy enough to never see
the lie of you
I am crazy enough to stand in the rain
so i might see you once more
crazy enough to follow you home
so i can see you for a while
and i am crazy enough to want to be your
sickness so that you might go unhindered
crazy enough that no pain hurts me deeply
crazy enough that i cant let go
i am crazy enough to want to die for you
and there is nothing known about you
i am crazy enough to want to kidnap you
and watch you grow old in the cupboard of my mind
crazy enough to kill you so i might have you forever
crazy enough to only think
' if not mine no one else's
crazy enough that i might want to haunt you
I am crazy enough to hear what i want
crazy enough to hurt you so i might love you more
crazy enough to offer my soul
for you
crazy enough to want to
be you
i am crazy enough to say that
i don't know you except by sight
but i love you all the same
poem by Selam G. Sekuar
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Everyone Was There
Thinking about senior year
Everyone was here
Playing capture the flag at the park
Didn’t stop ‘til it got dark
And the very next day
Had poison on my arms and legs
And I didn’t even care
Because everyone was there
We were young and stupid
We were wild and crazy
But we didn’t even care
Because everyone was there
Thinking about that one Saturday
Was having fun in our own way
At a friends house we were spending the night
Think that was true? Yeah right
We were partying hard in the field
If my parents found out I’d be killed
But I didn’t even care
Because everyone was there
We were young and stupid
We were wild and crazy
But we didn’t even care
Because everyone was there
Thinking about graduation night
We were all as high as a kite
Laughing about the whole year
And we were all here
Sitting around a bonfire
With a bottle of fire water
And I didn’t even care
Because everyone was there
We were young
And we were so stupid
We were wild
And we were so crazy
We didn’t have a worry or a care
Because everyone was there
poem by Maggie lll
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Crazy Life
Its a crazy life a hazy life
A mixed up jumbled phasy life
A crazy life for people who want to smile
I just dont understand
Why so hard to say hello before goodbye
Its a coocoo life a lulu life
A moody magic voodoo life
A coocoo life for people who want to love
I just dont understand why so green
That its been hang ups day to day
I gotta pack up get away
Cause its a crazy life
Yes its a crazy life
Crazy life
Its a stupid life elusive life
A lonely stuck secluded life
A stupid life for people who want to fly too high
I just dont understand why so blue
What to do
Im gonna kiss my sky goodbye
Im gonna jump way down and die
Cause its a crazy life
Yes its a crazy life
Crazy life
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Watching For Shapes
Written by ricky & marty wilde
Influences now are things that are all around me
Changing shape as they move around in an open mind
Coloured in by the images I find
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
Like electric sparks they danced by an open mirror
Closing doors never looking round but its not goodbye
Theyll be there till Im taken out I know
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
In my mind theres a space thats full of painted pictures
Things I did that I went through, but cant recall
Now and then theres a flash of the unknown
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
(watching for shapes that grow)
(watching for shapes that grow)
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Forget
These things that we too soon forget
Collecting dust...spider webs that grow and grow
Till theres nothing left
Except for shreds that you cant quite call evidence
That I had a life before today
See I forget things I associate with pain
I thinks its time that
I start to look back on my life
Sitting around watching things go
These things that remind me of my home
I dont want to be in doubt
I dont need to know what this lifes all about
I just need to know for now
Are you gonna be around
When I need to find what Im missing
And I cant recall what it was I believed in
Take me home, surround me with friends
Take me home
song performed by by 8 Stops 7
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We All Are Only Here
We all are only here on a life's journey
A journey that will have an end one day
A journey that for all will have an ending
Whether we travel far from home or at home stay.
The reaper is the champion egalatarian
For he treats everybody as the same
He does not bow to president or monarch
Or draw distinctions between anonymity and fame.
Humans are not that different to other life forms
Since we too are only born for to die
The woodlouse who hides under a stone in the garden
In many ways no less a mortal than i.
So many people weighted down by their egos
Success is a thing that can go to the head
But the reaper is the renowned egalatarian
You will not find any egos amongst the dead.
We all are only here on a life's journey
A journey for us one day that must end
Till the reaper claims the last breath of life from us
The reaper to equality a friend.
poem by Francis Duggan
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