We're moles
we are moles
we are moles
fear lives in our souls
we are moles
we are moles
fear lives in our souls
if you take us out of holes
you will kill us poor moles
so much fear
so much fear
we will die when you get nearer
so much fear
so much fear
we will die when you get nearer
if you take us out of holes
you will kill us poor moles
we are moles
we are moles
fear lives in our souls
we are moles
we are moles
fear lives in our souls
if you take us out of holes
you will kill us poor moles
poem by Max Kuvaev
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Match-ball!
Match-ball!
Everywhere;
Match-ball, match, ball, at;
Everywhere!
Miscellaneous,
Cat, hat, hall, ham, call;
Into the clefts of the rocks! !
Holes, moles, ploes, soles;
To the moles and bats!
Exiles,
Exits,
All, mall, tall, mat, bat;
Pastures,
Pictures,
Tab, bam, lam, cam, act, batch;
Kindled,
Justifies!
But, like a flint;
Boles, voles, roles!
At Royal Victoria Place Shopping Centre;
However, it was like a match-ball.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Be away
Keep no one with you too close or too near.
They would then probe you for your holes and moles.
Big men are big because they are beyond us.
09.07.2004.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Underground System
Set the foot down with distrust upon the crust of the
world—it is thin.
Moles are at work beneath us; they have tunneled the
sub-soil
With separate chambers; which at an appointed knock
Could be as one, could intersect and interlock. We walk
on the skin
Of life. No toil
Of rake or hoe, no lime, no phosphate, no rotation of
crops, no irrigation of the land,
Will coax the limp and flattened grain to stand
On that bad day, or feed to strength the nibbled root's of
our nation.
Ease has demoralized us, nearly so, we know
Nothing of the rigours of winter: The house has a roof
against—the car a top against—the snow.
All will be well, we say, it is a bit, like the rising of the
sun,
For our country to prosper; who can prevail against us?
No one.
The house has a roof; but the boards of its floor are
rotting, and hall upon hall
The moles have built their palace beneath us, we have
not far to fall.
poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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What is fear?
Fear is stormy weather
Fear is light as a feather
Fear is rain
Fear is pain
Fear is hiding in the dark
Fear is lingering at the park
Fear is not your friend
Fear is hard to comprehend
Fear is not knowing what to do
Fear is what ever he wants to
Fear is turning out the lights
Fear is having no sight
Fear is going to give you a thrill
Fear is also going to make you kill
Fear is never fun
Fear is going to make you run
Fear is that scary little voice
Fear is going to give you no other choice
Fear is losing someone
Fear is like a loaded gun
Fear is something you can't control
Fear is something you can't unfold
Fear is the opposite of love
Fear is what we're made of
Fear is not going to please
Fear is always me...
poem by Mrunal Nandankar
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The Hacker
The hacker sets out in deep concentration,
But golf shots soon turn to excavation.
Staring glumly at cavernous divots,
No textbook technique, but reverse pivots.
They endure this torment for eighteen holes,
Feel guilty for all the evicted moles.
Into the clubhouse to glance at the card,
Which has been strangely, by high numbers marred.
poem by Greg Costello
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Fear is...
Fear is stormy weather
Fear is light as a feather
Fear is rain
Fear is pain
Fear is hiding in the dark
Fear is lingering at the park
Fear is not your friend
Fear is hard to comprehend
Fear is not knowing what to do
Fear is what ever he wants to
Fear is turning out the lights
Fear is having no sight
Fear is going to give you a thrill
Fear is also going to make you kill
Fear is never fun
Fear is going to make you run
Fear is that scary little voice
Fear is going to give you no other choice
Fear is losing someone
Fear is like a loaded gun
Fear is something you can't control
Fear is something you can't unfold
Fear is the opposite of love
Fear is what we're made of
Fear is not going to plea
Fear is always me...
poem by Nolan Holland
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Bad Droopy Tats
Eagles now sag
Where once they
Proudly soared
Lions have now to whimper
Where once
they loudly roared
Cupids now look stupid
Where once they
Looked so pleased
Once posed perkily
On perky butt
Now droop to wrinkled knees
Lightning bolts that inspired fear
Now look like moles
Or donkeys ears
And once lil' red hearts
Now appear like big ol' warts
On breasts, necks, and rears
They made you happily sigh
When first applied
But that was before you knew
That the giddiness
Would turn into hideousness…
These are the sad sagging fates
Of aging tattoos
poem by David Whalen
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Move on!
'THE foxes have holes,
And the birds of the air have nests,
But where shall the heads of the sons of men
Be laid, be laid?'
'Where the cold corpse rests,
Where the sightless moles
Burrow and yet cannot make it afraid,
Rout but cannot wake it again,
There shall the heads of the sons of men
Be laid, be laid!'
poem by Francis William Lauderdale Adams
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Belgravia by Night
'Move on!'
'THE foxes have holes,
And the birds of the air have nests,
But where shall the heads of the sons of men
Be laid, be laid?'
'Where the cold corpse rests,
Where the sightless moles
Burrow and yet cannot make it afraid,
Rout but cannot wake it again,
There shall the heads of the sons of men
Be laid, be laid!'
poem by Francis William Lauderdale Adams
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Dawn Patrol
Thermal count is rising
In perpetual writhing
The primordial ooze
And the sanity they lose
Awakened in the morning
To more air pollution warnings
Still we sleepwalk off to work
While our nervous systems jerk
Pretending not to notice
How history had forebode us
With the green house in effect
Our environment was wrecked
Now I can only laugh
As I read our epitaph
We end our lives as moles
In the dark of dawn patrol
song performed by by Megadeth
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Seeped In Treason
Overdosed and roasted,
By those who shed skin
Much like liars and snakes...
Who both have that in common!
And sincerety that disguises,
Hiding those rising from pews or pulpits!
With clipped wings and tilted halos.
And they ask for more visable patrol...
By police to protect and monitor their souls.
When they have lost control of lives...
To live uncivilized like moles in holes.
With a superficial hold on the 'Word'!
Using darkness to invent more lies told!
Lifted from reinterpretations of scriptures sold.
To advance their reasons to 'prey'.
And they believe this doesn't show...
Or validate an acceptance that has grown too old,
To deny its origins did not begin from their lips or pens...
Used to advance ignorance seeped in treason!
And delivered to enforce...
So they can divorce themselves
From any involvement for solutions to solve
Problems,
Generated by themselves...of course!
Once it has been shown,
These acts come to knock at their own front doors!
To lay at their feet.
Where the scent of scandal,
Has been traced and followed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's A Pity
It's a pity that
you can't take off your skin
like an old dress
can't cover the rags
with a smart dress
so that to impress
can't embroidery stitch the holes
made by moles
it's a pity that
you can't pull out your heart
to bask in the sun
can't force it cut and run
from the life of one
can't let your soul
fly in the sky like birds
to defend it from hurts
that's how you go
trying nothing to show
avoiding the turns
keeping scars and burns
anxiety and echoes of doubt
can't speak aloud
being hurt so much
by the occasional touch
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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There is no Fear
The people of this world, if against they stand,
There is no fear, there is no fear, nothing like fear.
Although, we are counted cheap and rebuked,
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
If to beg for food, would be a life attained,
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
Loveable possessions if, are lost,
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
2. If clothed bosomed damsels, cast their eyes
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
Poison in the mouth, if fed by friends
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
Shielded armies, if to attack approach
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
On the acme of my head, if the sky did crash and plummet down
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
poem by Subramanya Bharathi
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His Mode Of Earning His Living
beside writing poetry
he takes macro photographs
ants like camels
moths into dinosaurs
moles into hills
islands into continents
sorrows magnified
this is beauty to him
his poetry magnifies
what you have not seen
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This Crazy Game o' Golf
Tae pick up a stick an' chase a wee ba'
I jist canna see the sense in it ava'
Hittin' a ba' roond a park full o' holes
ye'd think t'wis a new wey tae kill a ' the moles
But they tell me it's golf - it's the "IN" game the noo
It swackens ye up withoot hae' in tae bou'
Bit if yon's meant tae swacken ye? - Hodgin' aboot
Aff o' ae fit on' till't ither, o' this there's nae doot
Yer banes are mair like tae seize up than tae swacken
Bit golfin' freends say "Fresh air is nae lackin'"
"Jist think o't yer lungs are gettin' a treat"
Bit wi' the win' there is here ye'd be blawn aff yer feet
An faur's the fresh air, faur's the sport faur's the tricks
Fin the rain's poorin oot o' the doup o' yer breeks
An' syne come the winter, it's nae eese ava'
Lookin' for holes amon' sax fit o' snaw
So takkin't a' roond, ye'd be better by far,
Tae stick tae the nineteenth - an' bide in the bar!
poem by Frances Jaffray
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I Live In Fear
i live
in fear of dying
i walk in the streets,
in fear of being ran over
i sink in the water,
in fear of drowning
i staw away from you,
in fear of losing you
i cut myself,
in fear of bleeding
i destroy flowers,
in fear of getting tehm
i give away my heart,
in fear of having it stolen
i hate myself,
in fear of hating otehrs
i seclude myself,
in fear of being secluded by others
i kill myself,
in fear in fear
poem by Jessica LaDuron
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Love’s Role
Love has no place for jealousy;
Love has no place for barter deals.
It will plug potholes if any
And find moles to be attractive.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Rejected Soul
Our community is a rejected soul
Mothers have hearts with holes
if they don't bury their off springs in latrine halls
in the stomach they murder them as wholes
Now it is a journey with potholes...
Thus, we think conscience is so tall
that's why, we've chosen to fall!
i see our society as a living sole
Each individual with his own wall
the weak have got no angel to call
and the vagabond, no warmth at all
The poor with no faithful pal
and the crippled without a ball
Truth has been taken to shopping malls
kept in the drawers for the moles
Faithful wives compete with whores
for the fathers who line at the street poles
politics, has turned to a busy stall
where lies are on fire like burning coals
and hence our community is gone
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Scandlious Fear
I fear life,
I fear death,
I fear happiness,
And everything in between.
I fear people,
I fear animals,
I fear rodents,
And everything in between.
I fear what I don't understand,
Shit, I fear what I do understand,
I fear what noone understands,
and everybody believes,
And everything in between,
Most of all I fear tomorrow and whatever it may bring.
poem by Kill or Be killed
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