The Eleventh Hour
“ an eye for an eye, ” their battle cry
a death row inmate waits to die
nothing left to do but wait
one last hour to contemplate
as rich, old men decide your fate
vigil persists outside the gate
the men in robes deliberate
there’s nothing more they can debate
statement issued, conviction stands
your fate’s in someone else’s hands
the Governor could intervene
but as of yet has not been seen
protesters continue chanting
witnesses have been recanting
saying they had been coerced
their testimony was rehearsed
eleventh hour, a statement read
the prisoner is pronounced dead
proponents let out muffled cheers
supporters breaking down in tears
poem by Charlie Parant
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Death Awaits
From the day we are born death waits for us
Every second, minute, hour, death comes a little closer
Death waits for us for when we make the wrong mistake
Or death even waits for age to take us off this earth
Death would not be considered a nice fate
But for some with illnesses and dying of old age
It is the close of hurt, and a step into a new chapter
Death can be painful, or peaceful but only fate knows which is for you
poem by Jordan Miller
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Ready to Dish
The only thing I debate,
Is whether your love saturates.
You say it is unconditional
But there are conditions...
You contemplate!
My schedule is quite tight.
And you know I may show up late.
Why when I arrive for a date with you,
You tell me you hate to wait?
That is no statement to make!
The only thing I debate...
Is whether your love saturates.
And if it does
You seem ready to 'dish'
Something heated much more,
Than I can take?
Much more than what's served on my plate!
A cold shoulder is not my taste.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blackest Job Of Them All
Another one decides to meet me to soon
another one I’ll have to throw in the fiery lagoon
I have a busy job as it is
deciding fate, It’s no debate
It’s up to me you see
and I’ve been around for eternity
When they take their own lives it is too late
They’re gone, in my hands to decide
but like every job there is rules
I have to cast them aside
their fate will be to see how the ones they left behind feel and live
what their actions did to those they cared about when they were alive
For all eternity
there is where they will be
poem by Matthew Rousseau
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It's a big flash of all these things and whatever you take out of that statement's one statement, one mind, one statement, one act, one show, and all the songs are one.
quote by Alice Cooper
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Fate Of The Key
Watching the charred remains
of the toys
you want me to search for another house.
Eventually I decide
to go for a voiceless door.
Who was calling whom?
Eternity hurts me.
I want to come to a stop,
pause for the evening
and climb up the hearse.
A howl is waiting for me
to engulf me in myself.
The blind statement will sit as a judge
and decide the fate of the key.
I cannot open the lock!
poem by Satish Verma
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Say Something
Have you ever gotten tired of hearing,
From those who say...
'I have good intentions.'
As if that statement is up for debate.
If anyone had good intentions,
Wouldn't you think,
Those intentions clearly...
Would be done and not mentioned?
It's like someone who has an expectation.
And the rising of excitement,
That teases with anticipation.
A frustration enters,
When disappointment arrives.
And here it is...
Excuses and lies!
Have you ever gotten tired of hearing,
From those who say...
'I have good intentions.'
As if that statement is up for debate.
And you are left sitting to wonder,
Between hesitation and comments to make.
But your lips remain sealed.
However...
Your eyes are not connected,
To an expected acceptance of your patience.
'You look as if you can kill me!
Say something.
I meant to call you.
You know that.
Say something.
Say 'something'...
Anything! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Fate Which Is Mine
My eyes are wide shut, facing the sea
Watching the movement, how can this be?
Ripples, waves, crashing on me
Then I awake, my wall I now see
Who says it was fake, it could be sign
Something bad is coming, or is it Gods design
I will just wait and see, I think ill be fine
Is it His life, or is it mine
Do we make our own decisions, are they already said?
Is my next day determined, before I lay in bed?
Should I stay up and worry, or lay down my head
Will I figure it out, before I am dead?
I decide my own fate, my fate which is mine
Should I save all my money, or spend my last dime
Should I be angry, or remain benign
Take days to think, you’ll run out of time
I decide my own fate, my fate which is mine
poem by Ryan Stark
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This is the day
This is the day I have been waiting for
Let's face the fate to decide our fate.
This is the day that will alter our fate
let's sit and decide what to be done next
we may skip and pass on but
we still would regret as it will be too late.
Should never regret for not saying good bye
so let's sit and decide our fate.
Don't make it too late to decide our fate
don't regret after for not saying your love to me.
poem by P. Ashok Kumar
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Prelude - Tristan And Isolde
Fate, out of the deep sea's gloom,
When a man's heart's pride grows great,
And nought seems now to foredoom
Fate,
Fate, laden with fears in wait,
Draws close through the clouds that loom,
Till the soul see, all too late,
More dark than a dead world's tomb,
More high than the sheer dawn's gate,
More deep than the wide sea's womb,
Fate.
poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part III: Gods And False Gods: LXIX
SIBYLLINE BOOKS
When first, a boy, at your fair knees I kneeled,
'Twas with a worthy offering. In my hand
My young life's book I held, a volume sealed,
Which none but you, I deemed, might understand.
And you I did entreat to loose the band
And read therein your own soul's destiny.
But, Tarquin--like, you turned from my demand,
Too proudly fair to find your fate in me.
When now I come, alas, what hands have turned
Those virgin pages! Some are torn away,
And some defaced, and some with passion burned,
And some besmeared with life's least holy clay.
Say, shall I offer you these pages wet
With blood and tears? And will your sorrow read
What your joy heeded not?--Unopened yet
One page remains. It still may hold a fate,
A counsel for the day of utter need.
Nay, speak, sad heart, speak quick. The hour is late.
Age threatens us. The Gaul is at the gate.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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Unfinished Job
No one waits
No one will waits never
Time can not wait
its fate of the time.
There may be
some unfinished jobs
There will be some
When you are dead
So time is your fate.
poem by Devil Poet
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Will
There is no chance, no destiny, no fate,
Can circumvent or hinder or control
The firm resolve of a determined soul.
Gifts count for nothing; will alone is great;
All things give way before it, soon or late.
What obstacle can stay the mighty force
Of the sea-seeking river in its course,
Or cause the ascending orb of day to wait?
Each well-born soul must win what it deserves.
Let the fool prate of luck. The fortunate
Is he whose earnest purpose never swerves,
Whose slightest action or inaction serves
The one great aim. Why, even Death stands still,
And waits an hour sometimes for such a will.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Stretch Out And Wait
On the high-rise estate
What's at the back of your mind ?
Oh, a three-day debate
On a high-rise estate
What's at the back of your mind ?
Two icy-cold hands conducting the way
It's the eskimo blood in my veins
Amid concrete and clay
And general decay
Nature must still find a way
So ignore all the codes of the day
Let your juvenile influences sway
This way and that way (this way)
This way and that way (this way)
God, how sex implores you
To let yourself lose yourself
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Oh ... let your puny body, lie down, lie down
As we lie, you say
As we lie, you say
Stretch out and ...
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Oh ... let your puny body lie down, lie down
As we lie, you say :
Will the world end in the night time ?
(i really don't know)
Or will the world end in the day time ?
(i really don't know)
And is there any point ever having children ?
Oh, i don't know
What i do know is we're here and it's now
So ... stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
There is no debate, no debate, no debate
How can you conciously contemplate
When there's no debate, no debate ?
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
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Better Off Dead
I heard your mother died
Just a few days ago
And tears fill your eyes with grief and sorrow
Cause you to question why because you dont know
If there comes a time when we all, when we all must go
Chorus:
Better off dead, if youre going to believe
Better off dead, in some painful (painful) memories
Better off dead, for truly youll be free
Then to get down on your knees
Can you continue to go on and ignore?
A most certain fate you have grown, grown to abhor
If what you believe is true
And you have no remorse
No matter what you do, no matter what you do,
Oh, youll be on, youll be on the same course
Chorus
Can someone tell me why Im not better off dead?
I no longer deny these thoughts filling my head
Im left to decide for this path Ive been led
If theres more to life than just death
(solo)
Chorus
Its alright, Im only bleeding
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In This Hour Now That Is
In this hour now that is,
You can have that peace of mind.
There is no need to carry a weight.
Or contemplate a cause or need,
To put this off until a later time.
What cost do you pay,
Delaying this to say your life is at a loss?
When you can celebrate,
An appreciation...
To fill your cup!
Eat what is on your plate.
From a buffet selected.
Why wait?
Only you know what cravings are nourished,
When your appetite satiates to flourish.
In this hour now that is,
You can have that peace of mind.
There is no need to carry a weight.
Or contemplate a cause or need,
To put this off until later!
When you can feed that need that pleases...
In this hour now that is!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Jerusalem
If God so raise the Dead, shall He pass by
The Captive and the immemorable chain?
Fud(ce)a capta!-taken but not slain-
And cursèd not to die-ah, not to die?
Then come out of thine ages, thou art free!
Live but one Greek in old Thermopylæ,
And Greece is saved! Dark stands the Northern Fate
At Europe's open door; upon her nod
To pass that breach a hundred nations wait.
What! shall we meet her with the bayonet?
As the West sets the Sun 'twixt sea and sky
In that Great Gate, Immortal! let us set
Thy doom; quit Destiny with Destiny,
Meet Fate by Fate, and fill the gap with God.
poem by Sydney Thompson Dobell
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Fate-2
Divine`s shape is the fate
hell`s wisdom is the fate
and your success to dwell is the fate
and worthless to become rich is the fate
and the worthful beg to live is the fate
and what we can`t is the fate....
poem by Lily Peace Lago Every By To Ph
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Capricious Friend
Fate!
What have you done to me?
Why did you let us fall in love so easily?
Fate!
You could have lied to me,
Now I’m left to feel this way
Fate!
You tempt an early death of me,
As my heart breaks more n’ more each day
Fate!
Why did you take her from me?
Then tease…
“You’ll be together again, it’s your destiny”
Fate!
“Tis a cruel n’ wicked game you play with me
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Stretch Out & Wait
On the high-rise estate
Whats at the back of your mind ?
Oh, a three-day debate
On a high-rise estate
Whats at the back of your mind ?
Two icy-cold hands conducting the way
Its the eskimo blood in my veins
Amid concrete and clay
And general decay
Nature must still find a way
So ignore all the codes of the day
Let your juvenile influences sway
This way and that way (this way)
This way and that way (this way)
God, how sex implores you
To let yourself lose yourself
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Oh ... let your puny body, lie down, lie down
As we lie, you say
As we lie, you say
Stretch out and ...
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Oh ... let your puny body lie down, lie down
As we lie, you say :
Will the world end in the night time ?
(I really dont know)
Or will the world end in the day time ?
(I really dont know)
And is there any point ever having children ?
Oh, I dont know
What I do know is were here and its now
So ... stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
There is no debate, no debate, no debate
How can you conciously contemplate
When theres no debate, no debate ?
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
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An outside help
He waited for outside help and wept
For days he had not winked eyes or slept
He had allowed to worse the situation
It had long and deliberate continuation
No immediate steps were taken to address
It should have been reduced to something less
The uncertainty went on for unlimited period
It went on piling up till it reached the end
Nothing is possible at eleventh hour
It needs strict vigil thorough out the year
It may sound unpleasant to our ears
But we have strong belief and fears
No one should wait till it reaches the end
The patient should be immediately lifted and sent
You can’t wait for his slow death
The shock may be unbearable aftermath
Today’s work can’t be left for tomorrow
The situation may worsen and would not allow
You will have to act fast or lie very low
Some unpleasant things can be avoided to follow
No uncertainty can be allowed indefinitely
It must pass of tactfully and quietly
It will shatter you internally and break the morale
You will have no future or different story to tell
On e may not come up in life again
He will fear losses and no gain
He will always be off the track
His everything will be at stake
He will try to triumph with some aid
It will yield some successes unsaid
This is golden chance to retake
Rest will follow with powerful intake
Fortune favors the brave
You have to create the position and crave
It may take you back to old glory
It may altogether then be different story
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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