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Sun Burnt me.....

I walked to the door step
It was a sunny day
Uncle Johnny called me outside
I ran and passed the pine tree
Sun shimmered
Uncle Johnny waited for me...
Oh no! bloody tyrant sun rays
Touched my hand and face
I couldn't face up to it
My face turned red
Oh gosh! Sun burnt me....
My heart drowned, full of
Sadness and unshed tears....
I was excited!
I couldn't bear my wounds’ pain
O thou saddest day!
I wonder why the Sun
Burned me.....
Gloomed and doomed my life
Sun scorched me
Left its deadly marks on me
Aimed its rays to destroy me
Is this my life fate?

poem by Dulakshi Wakista
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Johnny Everyman [2]

In George uncle P.W. Botha are staying in his house
and at seventeen Johnny is too young to get a car
when his call up instructions indicates Johnny to a camp

and life is really terrible,
Johnny is taught about his holy rifle
and he notices how people really loose their heads

and in Johnny’s life nothing happens by accident
and he is old enough to ride a troop train.
In George uncle P.W. Botha are staying in his house

and however Johnny tries
time ticks off too slowly,
Johnny is taught about his holy rifle

must cross the camp from side to side
and if he doesn’t want to he has to serve a jail sentence of three years.
When his call up instructions indicate Johnny to a camp

Johnny has to face Ovambo’s, Cubans and Russians,
he is far away from his home and his people
time ticks off too slowly,

and are delivered to enemy soldiers, vicious animals and every kind of tick
while uncle Botha and his cabinet are free to make a living.
In George uncle P.W. Botha are staying in his house,

a new jet is bought for him
and Johnny and everybody with him is bomb happy
he is far away from his home and his people

out of the veins of some comrades there are blood foaming red
and of enemy rifle shots nobody is free.
When his call up instructions indicate Johnny to a camp

lies are being told to most of the country,
the army is nice and madder than nuts
and Johnny and everybody with him is bomb happy

constantly in the field and out of doors
and only a number without any respect
In George uncle P.W. Botha are staying in his house
when his call up instructions indicate Johnny to a camp,

enemy shots resounds right around him
and life is really terrible,
the army is nice and madder than nuts
and he notices how people really loose their heads.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Johnny Dont Do It

Johnny dont do it
Johnny dont do it
Johnny dont do it
Johnny dont do it
Johnny was an angel
An angel dressed in black
He used to hang around the guys
Down at the local track
He tried so hard to join them
But they always turned him back
Johnny dont do it
He was an angel
Johnny dont do it
Such an angel
He was only 17
Just got out of school
He stole a bike from joes garage
To prove that he was cool
He didnt know that the brakes were worn
And fate can be so cruel
Johnny dont do it
He was an angel
Johnny dont do it
Such an angel
Johnny dont do it
Johnny dont do it
Johnny dont do it
Johnny dont do it
Well johnny went a riding
With his girlfriend on the back seat
Looking for some action
And they found it down a back street
Suddenly a truck pulled out
He tried to step on the brake
Johnny dont do it (here is a news flash)
Johnny dont do it (today, johnny kowalski, also known as johnny
Angel)
Johnny dont do it (and his young fiance francine, were tragically
Killed)
Johnny dont do it (in a cycle accident)
Dont do it, dont do it (any witnesses please contact)
Dont do it, dont do it (the police at precinct 29)
Now johnnys with the angels
The angels in the sky
I wonder if he thinks of us
As he goes riding by
If only had listened
Oh the number of times we tried
To tell him
Johnny dont do it
He was an angel
Johnny dont do it
Such an angel
Johnny dont do it
He was an angel
Johnny dont do it
Such an angel
Johnny dont do it
Johnny dont do it
Johnny dont do it
Johnny dont do it

song performed by by 10 Cc
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Come Home Johnny Birdie

I left the only folks I had known
I was fifteen then , hardly grown
When they found me in the swamp face down in the mud
Couldn't get back and I couldn't go far
Said to myself stay right where you are
Done found yourself a Ma and Pa
Ev'rybody said the kid's no good
Come Home Johnny Bride come home
Johnny Bride come home
We're all wrong without you
How did we ever doubt you
He confessed to the killing
It's his role we had you filling
We didn't really mean to make you sad
But when you ran you made us think that you were twice as bad
(repeat last verse and fade out about line 6)

song performed by by Bee Gees
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My life

First rays of my thought,
Falls on you
Into the darkness of
My lonely blue
Nomad, I became with,
O! My thought, my herds,
Flew, blew, brew
Like water, air and birds,
Lo! Life is no less than a loo,
Into the casino of my dancing rue.
What disease suffering with
Thou my fate, you the sprue
I couldn't sue,
I couldn't woo.
Hope, my heart is being cleaned
Every day with the morning dew
I am on the way
Walked by lonely few
O Cage Keeper!
Thou shall not bring the freedom
Into the life of boredom,
I am willing to,
Unveil the curtain that drew//

poem by Aftab Alam Khursheed
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Love That Was Real

You came into my life and touched my heart
as I looked in your eye's so beautiful and brown
I seen deep inside your soul
and that's when you turned my life around

You put a smile on my face where I wore a frown
lifting me up when I was feeling down
mending my wounds that I couldn't heal
you gave to me a new love to feel
and a brand new start

Thinking of you I couldn't let go
and no matter how far apart
you took away my emptiness with so much love to fill
and you showed me a love that was real
Spiritwind-2012

poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Holidays with the family

Johnny wants a brand new car
Susie wants to hit the bar
Mindy wants to be a star
Cindy just goes too far
I just flew in from mars
Sit at the table and eat some turkey
My family only likes beef jerky
They really are quite quirky
Aunt Jane, she`s just a pain
Uncle Jack just follows the pack
Jim just hits on Kim
Happy holidays to him
Has anyone seen Tim
He`s in the pool taking a swim
Where`s everyone been?
When the tree still needs to be trimmed
Uncle Jerry just farted downwind
Uncle bill drank all the gin
Fat Jim needs to hit the gym
Family dinner with all the winners
Oh boy can`t wait to finish
Before mom starts a fire
No one can extinguish

poem by Joseph Whelan
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Requiem To Broken Dreams (love thrown away)

I sit now and write you this letter
For I feel I deserved better
Is it that you couldn’t face the day
Is it why you throw my love away

Our life had just begun
We were having so much fun
Could it be you couldn’t face the day
So you just throw our love away

Your best interest I had
Never I meant to make you sad
So you couldn’t face the day
So you throw our love away

I never meant to hurt you
I told you I would never desert you
I told you I would not lie
All I ask is that you give my love a try

You were my precious buttercup
But you said red flags went up
Now this is quit the fact
On you I never turned my back

Are you afraid to face the day
Is it why you throw my love away
I don’t know what I’ve done wrong
All I did was sing you a love song

Again alone and afraid of the dark
Broken dreams has now made its mark
Lonely corridors trod I ones more
Opportunities passed throw now a closed door

Curator now of broken hearts
Guardian of hopes lacking smarts
True lies sought for broken alibis
Pondered efforts the blind child cries

Weep no more my willow tree
Reckless decision made for you and me
For you all was not as it seemed
So goodbye to you the summer I had dreamed

Winter approaches with hurricanes thrust
Season gone without acquiring trust
Autumn looms with a chilling touch
Romance fades questioned too much

Lessons sought to lessons learned
Hands placed in fire will surely get burned
Is that why you couldn’t face the day
Is that why you throw my love away

Shattered promises placed all in the same basket
Unstable ground shook laid now hopes in a casket
For now I’m left to face the day
For you throw my love away

Sit now and try to read
Baron soil love planted I the seed
Hollowed hearts now will bleed
Solvent soul no more I will feed
Words spoken now I heed
Blind leading the blind I will not lead
Sacrificed the day for all good deeds
lucid nights on waited needs

Could it be that I wasted the day
Did I throw my love away
A rift in time or a dimple
For now it all seems so simple

poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Johnny

Johnny use to be a rightous man
who would always stand proud
and when he walked, he walked tall
would do anything for you if he can
he always stood out in the crowd
smile and say, that was just me

Johnny had a beautiful wife
kids to complete the family
mom and dad said he was a #1 son
nothing seemed to bring him down
he always liked to have his fun
Johnny stood above all

Then just like a blink of an eye
with a needle in his arm
Johnny met the devil one night
and everything he had was gone
Johnny lost all of his charm
and now this is his life
he just watched pass him by
Spiritwind-2011

poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Johnny Stew

Written by lindsey buckingham.
Johnny, oh johnny,
Where do you roam?
Well always remain here,
So dont leave us alone.
Some say they knew him,
And some just left him alone.
Johnny, oh johnny,
Where do you roam?
Johnny, johnny, johnny!
(everybodys talking about the amazing johnny stew.)
Johnny, johnny, johnny!
(everybodys talking about the amazing johnny stew.)
It takes a worried man, now,
To sing a worried song.
Johnny, oh johnny,
I know you were not wrong.

song performed by by Lindsey Buckingham
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Uncle's Shave.

Uncle’s Shave.

You used to watch Uncle
shave in front of the small mirror

propped on the edge
of the kitchen sink,

his face lathered
in white soap,

his cutthroat razor
held just a short distance

from his skin
by his right hand,

as the other hand
held the skin taut

in preparation
of the razor’s slide.

You stood behind
fascinated,

your young eyes
searching the mirror’s world

of Uncle’s face
and the performers start.

Uncle watched you
in the mirror,

his lips breaking
into a small smile,

the razor held
just above his ear,

his eyes staring above
the shaving foam,

taking in
your fascinated gaze,

the open mouth,
your hands copying

Uncle’s motion
in pretend shave.

Uncle drew the razor down
his cheek in slow motion,

the face becoming visible
as the soap gave way,

the hand dipping
the razor in water

to rid of foam,
to begin again,

more soap removed,
more skin revealed.

You copied Uncle,
but not so skilled.

poem by Terry Collett
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A Girl Called Johnny

I remember johnny - hey!
Johnny come lately
I remember her shoes like a ballerina
A girl called johnny who
Changed her name when she
Discovered her choice was to
Change or to be changed
I remember a girl called johnny
Black as hell and white as a ghost
Dont talk about life or death
She said Ive had enough of both
A girl called johnny who was not scared
Theyd have torn her to pieces but
Who would dare?
I remember a girl called johnny
The train came to town, boy she got on it
With no looking back, with not a word
If she said goodbye, well I never heard
But the noise goes on
The noise, the jazz
And the truth is in somebody elses hands
And the house that a girl called johnny built
Is now just ashes and sand

song performed by by Waterboys
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Uncle’s Car Key

A single key in a little bunch
The key to life it is not
So little a key but have this punch
When uncle’s blood is hot.

Some men I know can lend this key
But some are worse to stand
A friend it is that lets me be
But uncle’s spite must land

This key to Golf I turned upwards
And got rains of hot words
My uncle raved and ranted as hell
In words thoughtful as they tell

This his point was stressed again
As the old year passed with glee
My resolution strong and comes like train
To avoid uncle’s car key

poem by Tonimario Onyedika Oboshi
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Uncle Albert/admiral Halsey

Were so sorry uncle albert
Were so sorry if we caused you any pain
Were so sorry uncle albert
But theres no one left at home
And I believe Im gonna rain
Were so sorry but we havent heard a thing all day
Were so sorry uncle albert
But if anything should happen well be sure to give a ring
Were so sorry uncle albert
But we havent done a bloody thing all day
Were so sorry uncle albert
But the kettles on the boil and were so easily called away
Hand across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Hand across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Admiral halsey notified me
He had to have a berth or he couldnt get to sea
I had another look and I had a cup of tea and butter pie
(the butter wouldnt melt so I put it in the pie)
Hand across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Hand across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Live a little be a gypsy, get around(get around)
Get your feet up off the ground
Live a little, get around
Live a little be a gypsy, get around(get around)
Get your feet up off the ground
Live a little, get around
Hand across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Hand across the water (water)
Heads across the sky
Ooo------------ooo-------------

song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Uncle Toad Said

Uncle toad sittin by the old south gate
Waitin them boys they bin stayin out late
Uncle toad thinks theyre way out of line
Maybe they think he is past his prime
Uncle toad said better straighten up right
When uncle toad spoke it was not a pretty sight
Uncle toad lived in the wood out back
Lived in the shade of a utility shack
He looked in at the big brick housr
At the girls as quiet as a mouse
Uncle toad said you had best get it right
When uncle toad spoke it was not a pretty sight
Uncle toad tucked in the compost pile
Out by the back door look at him smile
He said kid stop drinkin that brew
Plan while ya can or the jokes on you
Uncle toad said better straighten up right
When uncle toad spoke it was not a pretty sight
Uncle toad sittin by the swimmin pool
Sits in the sun when the weather turns cool
Sits in the sun when the girls walk by
Maybe they think hes a little bit sly
Uncle toad said you had best get it right
When uncle toad spoke it was not a pretty sight
Uncle toad sittin by the cool mill race
All day long with a grin on his face
He said boys you had better not try
Kissin em girls cause I wont stand by
Uncle toad sittin by the wrought iron fence
Lookin at the moon like it dont make sense
We say toad heres lookin at you
Hopin you get your wish too
Sway to the left, sway to the right
When uncle toad spoke it was not a pretty sight

song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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My Maternal Uncle!

He died a long agao
And his name is Whinny!
But I met him last night
At my graveyard shift
in the convenient shop.
He said his name is Johnny!
But I don't see any difference between them
Unless his silvery denture.
Uncle Whinny knows the pedigree of English Horses & Jockeys as well as silent movies,
Though he's never been to England
And Mr. Johnny is fond of money
Because he waited for his balance penny!
When I gave him an old coin
He said he prefers a shiny one!
He gulped a large quantity from his miniature bottle of cough syrup
But I sniffed that could be an illicit liquor?
O Whinny, Johnny and penny
Gave me an idea to write these nonchalant characters of the jaundice life!

for the dead souls in my family I meet them on & off?

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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One Small Act

There was a lady whose face was drawn
and everyone she came upon
looked at her and wondered why
she never smiled at them as they passed by?

But none would question this poor soul.
They turned their face on their daily stroll.
A child went up and touched her hand
and the lady's face lit up the land.

A gesture of kindness was all it took
to change the sadness, to change her look.
She seemed to come alive once more
and her face was not drawn like it was before.

It took the innocence of a child to see
that a face that's drawn needs to be
uplifted by love from one who cares.
There's nothing like a touch that compares.

The lady's face that was drawn every day
is filled with peace as she goes on her way.
And the one small child will never know
how he changed a face and made it glow.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Man Called Uncle

now those newsprints all over your face
well maybe that's why I can read you like a book
just when I thought I was getting my taste a bite
I go and lose my appetite
look at the man that you'd call uncle
they'd like to sink their teeth in to you
for the pride and the pleasure
and the privilege of having you
if I say you're the one do you think that I'm serious
you get that kind of talk from older men
if I say I love you then I must be delirious
so why are you trying to put my temperature up again
look at the man that you'd call uncle
having a heart-attack 'round your ankles
when you wake up with x-rated eyes
when you wake up still shaking
how could I apologize as your check you affects
and you check your reflection
I'm so affected in the face of your affection
look at the man that you'd call uncle
having a heart-attack 'round your ankles
I could swear I could promise
that I'll always be true to you
but we may not live to be so old
I could even say I'm going to do something new to you
now the girls I see just leave me cold
look at the man that you'd call uncle

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Johnny Needs A Fast Car

Johnny needs a fast car
Johnny needs it bad
Johnny always do the best whatever johnny has
Johnny needs a fast one
Johnny needs it now
You got to give him something to let him show you how
Johnny needs a fast car
Johnny needs a fast car
Johnny needs a break
Johnny dont need good luck
cos johnny never fakes
Hell always make it look good
Youll always see him smile
Give johnny a few inches and hell give you back a mile
Johnny needs a fast car
Johnny needs a fast car
Tears upon the broken bones of luck that never went his way
Bless this one youll know him by his smile

song performed by by Chris Rea
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Johnny Blade

Tortured and twisted, he walks the streets alone
People avoid him, they know the streets his own
Cold blade of silver, his eyes they burn so wild
Mean as a tiger, societys own child
Go the tiger, burn in hate
You know you have to, johnny blade
Hes the meanest guy around his town
One look and he will cut you down
Johnny blade, johnny blade
Life has no meaning, and deaths his only friend
Will fate surprise him, where will he meet his end?
He feels so bitter, yes hes so full of hate
To die in the gutter, I guess thats johnnys fate
Rivals all across the land
He kills them with his knife in hand
Hes the meanest guy around his town
One look and he will cut you down
Johnny blade, johnny blade
Johnny blade, johnny blade
Well you know that johnnys a spider
And his web is the city at night
Hes a victim of modern frustration
Thats the reason hes so ready to fight
Hes the one that should be afraid
What will happen to you, johnny blade?
Oh he knows his futures decided
And he aint gonna change it, no way
He was born to die in the gutter
Hell keep fighting 'till the end of his days
Been alone all through his life
His only friend is a switchblade knife
Hes the one who should be afraid
What will happen to you, johnny blade?
You fool the people
Whos fooling who?
Its time to listen
Whos fool are you?

song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Johnny Lobo

Once upon a dusty reservation
Somewhere in the land of sitting bull
Johnny lobo played with fire and dreamed of open spaces
Locked inside a heaven gone to hell
All the dreams were gone but not forgotten
Murdered like the holy buffalo
But johnny lobo knew the rules and grew into a warrior
Fighting for his people and his soul
Chorus:
Oh...... johnny lobo
Oh...... johnny lobo
Loaded down with lessons that he carried
Home from viet nam to wounded knee
Johnny lobo burned a flag he knew had been dishonored
Paid the price for thinking he was free
Someone set his house on fire, burned it to the ground
With his wife and children locked inside
Later when the bitter tears were falling to the ashes
Something good in johnny lobo died
Chorus:
Oh...... johnny lobo
Oh...... johnny lobo
In a darkened corner of a tavern
Burning down old memories again
Johnny lobo stares into the smoke and dream of clouds
Running like wild horses with the wind
Holy phoenix rising from the ashes
Into the circle of the sun
Johnny lobos warrior heart was burnished in the embers
And the battles just begun
Chorus:
Oh...... johnny lobo
Oh...... johnny lobo

song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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