When You Spoke...
When you spoke of UNION,
i saw GROUPS.
When you spoke of LIBERATION.
I saw IMPRISONMENT.
When you spoke of EQUALITY,
I saw DISCRIMINATION! !
Oh, why speak against actions that tell the real you.
Don't fool those who cant read your writings,
or understand your words.
When you spoke I believed in Hope,
but when i saw and experienced,
Hope was all lost.
poem by Daniela Gallegos
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Nobody Spoke (for Karen)
Nobody spoke to Lucy,
nobody spoke at all,
ain't no joke
nobody spoke.
nobody spoke
for five long years
ain't no joke
nobody spoke.
Lucy withdrew
without a clue
why nobody spoke,
nobody spoke
for five long years,
nobody spoke
Ain't no joke
nobody spoke!
Lucy went mad
she went crazy!
She screamed
she cried, she sobbed,
but nobody spoke,
for five long years
Ain't no joke
nobody spoke.
Many years later
she saw them,
those people she wanted
to be her friends.
but ain't no joke
nobody spoke,
nobody spoke
for five long years.
Ain't no joke
nobody spoke.
Lucy left a note
in daddy's drawer,
put on her very best dress.
Did her hair in a very fine way
and walked into the hall as a guest.
She walked up to the folk
that never spoke,
said hello in an ordinary way,
then she pulled out a gun
and opened fire.
Yes she shot all those folk
on that day.
Now they were silent
now they were still,
cos ain't no joke
that nobody spoke
and now
they never will.
poem by Ruth Walters
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She Spoke 2 Me
Spoke 2 me
I can't believe it, but she spoke 2 me
Close 2 me
I never thought i'd get her close 2 me
Now the moon and the sun belong 2 me
All my wildest hopes, my crazy dreams
But they seem more like reality
Fantasy
This girl fulfills my every fantasy
She must be
Specially designed by heaven just 4 me (just 4 me)
My friends look at her, they see mystery
But i look at her and i see a masterpiece
Can it be, i mean really did she?
Spoke 2 me (spoke 2 me)
I can't believe it, but she spoke 2 me (speak 2 me, baby)
(speak 2 me, baby)
Spoke 2 me
I can't believe it, but she spoke 2 me
And if she hurts me
I'll take it all with open arms u see (u think i won't?)
Cuz like a track under a subway train
She could roll all over me and i'd still be the same
Cuz 2day is the day she spoke 2 me
I can't believe it, but she spoke 2 me
Close 2 me
I never thought i'd get her close 2 me
If i'm stuck in some groovy wet dream
Don't pinch me
I don't wanna wake up
I'm diggin' the scene (i'm diggin', diggin')
Yeah, baby
song performed by by Prince
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ITill Exhaled -“Inspired by Viola’s Anticipation”
The lingo of “hope” I spoke-
“Certainty” hope’s bonded fettered slave
Tongue rolled out sun
Cleaving clouds of doubts
I spoke hope; retrieval whence blasphemous-
A catharsis of uncertainty
I spoke of “you” in a monosyllable of “us”
I knew of tremors, tsunamis and jolts
But I said “us” alive, awake to
undoable [heady damage]
I inhaled you as I whispered……. “hope”
poem by Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Ma
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The Master Spoke.
Why is the world here today?
The Master Spoke.
Why are we sinners, like sheep gone astray?
The Master Spoke.
Why all this toil, no comfort of Eden,
Since man didn't obey?
The Master Spoke.
Why work the dust of the ground, from whence we came,
And eat 'By the sweat of our brow? '
The Master Spoke.
Why do we, naturally,
Posess the desire to before,
God, want to worship and adore?
The Master Spoke.
Why is Jesus glorified,
And why, for sinners, did he die?
The Master Spoke.
Why shall God return again,
To take away Isreal, His bride?
Why me, a sinner, justified?
The Master Spoke.
Why will there be Revelations, wars,
And roomers of wars,
Nearing the End Times?
The Master Spoke.
Why is God an eternal Being,
But the world shall be no more?
The Master Spoke.
Why is it, that when a man speaks,
His words blow away
As kernals of grain,
And yet, when God speaks, his Word is as rock,
Forever to remain?
The Master Spoke -
'Heaven and Earth shall pass away,
But my words shall never pass away.'
Why do these things occur,
And as it were,
The penalty of sin man did not have to pay?
The Master Spoke -
'For God so loved the world,
That he gave his only Son,
That whoever believes in him
Shall not perish,
But have the gift of eternal life.
Why?
The Master Spoke.
'Go now! Help the needy,
And the weak!
Save hearts that are broken! '
Hurry, now!
The Master has Spoken.
poem by Macy Dvirnak
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You And I Both
Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
And taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me
Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
Others only read of the love that I love
See I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive
Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
And others just read of
And if you could see me now oh love love
Now you and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore
And with this silence brings a moral story
more importantly evolving is the glory of a boy
Cause you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see me now
well I'm almost finally out of
and it's okay if you have to go away
just remember the telephones are working on both ways
but if I never never hear them ring
if nothing else I'll think the bells inside
have finally found you someone else and that's okay
cause I'll remember everything you sang
Cause you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see me now
well I'm almost finally out of words.
song performed by by Jason Mraz
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You Must Be Born Again
Lord Jesus spoke to righteous men,
He spoke to sinners, too...
Sometimes He spoke beyond their ken,
They wondered what to do...
Sometimes He spoke in parables
That children understood,
Sometimes He spoke with miracles
And most men thought Him good...
Lord Jesus spoke of holy rules
That very few obeyed,
Sometimes He spoke and called them fools,
Yet all of us have strayed...
Yet there were times when Jesus smiled,
At those who sought some proof,
As if each one could be God's child
Responding to God's truth...
He said we must be born again,
Good deeds themselves don't save...
God's Holy Spirit comes and then
Each knows what God forgave...
At Pentecost, revival came
And thousands were baptised!
For they believed in Jesus' Name,
Proclaiming Him as Christ!
The Church was born and now it lives
Its living sacrifice,
To preach God's Word, that He forgives
And grants us Paradise...
Eternity! Streets paved with gold!
Not if, dear friends, but when?
The greatest story ever told:
You must be born again!
(July 2011)
poem by Denis Martindale
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You & I Both
by Jason Mraz
Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
And taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
A little bird who'll sing about the magic that was you and me
Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
What you and I spoke of
Others only dream of the love that I love
See I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive
Now you and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore
And with this silence brings a moral story
more importantly evolving is the glory of a boy
you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I'm already finally out of
and it's okay if you have go away
just remember the telephone works both ways
and if I never ever hear it ring
if nothing else I'll think the bells inside
have finally found you someone else and that's okay
cause I'll remember everything you sang
you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I'm already finally out of words.
song performed by by Jason Mraz
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Love Online
We fell in love online
Even though we had never heard each others voice
Or saw each others face
Was there love online we could almost taste
For the words you spoke the words you wrote to me
I imagined you here saying them to me
We had a love affair online
All though it only lasted a short time
But now its over an your gone
I wish it could of gone on and on
Deep down i knew it was never real
But we took away the lonliness
That was real that we both could feel
We spoke of lost love and sorrow
Of love we thought we had in the past
But it was just something that we borrowed
As we help each other through
Something we thought we never knew
I often search for you online
Remembering of that special time
Where ever you are out there
I hope your in love with someone
For i am over here
Even Today The Incompetent Deny It
What will you say to those,
Who were unafraid.
The ones of faith and spoke the truth.
The ones you have betrayed.
What realities will form your words,
To be accepted and believed.
What will one who spoke of hatred,
Say to those who suffered from misdeeds.
Even today the incompetent deny it.
They gather to seek new committees...
To explain their failures.
Even today deceit is used.
To attempt more confusion.
And to abuse those accused...
Of seeing things too clearly!
What will you say to those,
Who were unafraid.
The ones of faith and spoke the truth.
The ones you have betrayed.
What will you say,
When that day arrives...
To find you,
The one despised.
What will you then say?
It is okay?
Like you have done...
To have things your way.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Examples
What kind of an example will you be
Spoke mother nature to the tree
As it stood so proudly and ever so tall
As though defying to all that it would fall
Will you place your roots deep into the Earth
Then other trees like you will then give birth
Spoke once again mother nature to the tree
Tell me please what type of example will you be.
What kind of an example will you become
Spoke the mother wolf unto her young
Will you be majestic and run fast and free
Running in packs to provide for your family.
Or will you become a mother like I became
But swearing to all you will never be tamed
While fearing no one in the the moonlight or the sun
So please tell me what type of examples will you become.
What kind of an example will you be
Spoke the mother to her daughter upon her knee
Will you be a loyal and devout and virtuous woman
Never doing the things that a lady shouldn't
Being honest and caring through the days of your life
Then being truthful and trusting when you become a wife
And will you become a mother just like me
Please tell me what type of an example will you be.
What kind of an example will you be
Spoke GOD to mother nature as she planted the tree
And what kind of an example have you become
Spoke GOD to the she wolf as she spoke to her young
What hind of an example will you then be
Spoke GOD to the mother with her daughter on her knee
The young ones will do and become from what they see
As the examples will be you spoke GOD to all three.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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The child inside of me
This child inside of me.
Is lost scared and alone.
She is hurt and abused.
She must not tell.
Bad things will happen if she did.
So She kept stum.
Never did tell a soul.
Not untill it was over
Then the next lot
Would begin
By a new person.
The child inside of me
She never could tell.
Bad things would happen.
People would think
It was her fualt.
The child inside of me is lost
She is hurt angry and afraid.
Shes been to hell and back
And only spoke
When it was too late.
Now in adult form
She wishes
Shed spoke
She wishes she didnt keep quiet
And spoke the first time
And didnt let it go on
She is to blame
It was my fault
I should of spoke
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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The corrupting view.
I spoke ill of her
As she was in others’ company.
I spoke nil of her
When she came to my friend’s company.
I spoke well of her
As I won her in my company.
Now I speak only of her
For now she is no more with others.
Jealousy to envy, envy to pride,
and pride to tranquility –
metamorphosis of feelings.
00.06.97
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Good Friday
The Crucifixion- Jesus Spoke Seven Times
The day was Friday and time: Nine O’clock:
To Golgotha, the ‘Place of Skull’, they came;
And on the cross, they wrote His glorious name:
I N R I: in Latin, Greek, Hebrew-
‘Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews’
And Jesus spoke for the very first time:
‘Father, forgive them for they do not know
What they are doing.” Lk 23: 34
They tore His garments and auctioned them Mt 27: 25
They mocked at Jesus, and spat on his face; Mt 27: 39
The thieves spoke angrily to him but one
Believed that Jesus was truly a king.
And Jesus spoke for the second time thus:
“Truly, I say to you, today,
You will be with me in Paradise.” Lk 23: 43
When Jesus spoke the third time, He told His mother,
“Woman, this is your son.”
And to the disciple, He said,
‘This is your mother.” Jn 19: 26-27
The robbers two, were crucified with Him;
One to His left and other, to His right;
At noon-time, darkness fell: the land turned dim;
Till three O’clock, there was not much of light;
When Jesus spoke for the fourth time aloud:
‘Eli, Eli, lema sabackthani! ’ which meant:
‘My God, My God, Why have You forsaken me? ’
When Jesus spoke for the fifth time, He said,
“I thirst, ” Jn 19: 30 and they offered a sponge with vinegar!
And the sixth time when Jesus spoke:
‘It is finished; and ‘it is accomplished’ Jn 19: 28
And when He spoke for the seventh time
It was the last and Jesus cried aloud:
“Father, into your hands, I commend my spirit” Lk23: 46
A soldier pierced the side of Jesus when,
Blood and water gushed forth from the wound!
The curtain of the Temple was torn apart
And there came upon the land, an earthquake. Mt 27: 51-54
Jesus was taken off the cross and buried. Mk 15: 46
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-21-2008
poem by John Celes
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Assembly
It was near the end with assemblies to meet
First to arrive was My God and he took his seat.
The sky was filled with color and muted at best
The second to arrive was Our God, as a guest.
The day had ended like those before
The third to arrive called Their God, came through the door.
The fourth to arrive called Your God
The one blest to not come from the sod.
The assembly was to meet and Their God to define
I spoke quickly and said the real God was mine.
No, No, the second spoke for the guest
Our God is as Your God; the very best.
Their God spoke for many with the symbol of the Ram
The God of all the God's was and is, 'the God of I Am.
poem by AHO Speaks
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She Often Spoke
she often spoke of suicide, wordlessly.
did I see scarred wrists or imagine them?
of whose suicide did she speak?
her eyes, I saw them, told a kind of truth
apart from what I heard-
for that reason alone, I could forgive her.
are thoughts made of chemicals in the brain,
the synapse of neurons, electric sparks?
flash, they appear, another moment gone.
a memory took place and this I heard.
she often spoke, or did she speak, of suicide.
who spoke? who heard?
did I know or did I imagine knowing?
for that reason alone, I could forgive her.
poem by Jesse Weiner
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Words... (I Am)
words...
fall like bombs
on the straw huts
of the soul...
the sky of silence
torn by the colors of noise!
or silent epitaphs,
that only whales understand,
or perhaps elephants...
written on the inside of the turtle's shell.
spoke into being...
or being adorned,
with the trinkets of ownership...
do we choose?
what is language then?
should we ask the trees?
perhaps the mountains will tell.
the rivers only laugh!
does it have a smell?
a taste? a touch?
does it recognize identity?
spoke into being...
are we then spoke into death?
is the veil between paper thin?
is there a veil?
perhaps the only difference
between darkness and light
is vantage point...
where we stand in the shadows!
dogs bark, cats meow...
I Am!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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If Only Flowers Spoke
if only flowers spoke
wouldn't each petal
flow as a precious tear
on our cheeks?
if only flowers spoke
won't we hang our heads
in shame for the savage act
in normal parlance, a rape?
if only flowers spoke
will we ever lay our hand
on them even to offer
to the dumb gods?
we go on
for flowers are silent
and so are gods
and we, insensitive!
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Shannon
Love lasts forever, isn't that true
Shannon asked that once of me,
And with a smile on her face
I then spoke with no haste,
I said yes, and too her I did agree.
She was a child, but knew not of truth
And she wanted that story to be so true,
As sadly her own mother has been
With yet so many, many men,
So about love, Shannon had not one clue.
Though she read it in books, and heard it in stories
Maybe that's why Shannon was so confused,
As she always saw her mother
With yet again, a different lover,
So poor little Shanny the truth she never knew.
Love lasts forever, to me she cried
As she showed me a picture of another man,
Though the picture wasn't of me or her father
So she wept for the pain a little longer,
As she wished, her mother could just understand.
The church said marriage is forever, Shannon spoke
Not only for a second, or a minute, or just a day,
To her statements I nodded and I agreed
And I told her, to her words always do heed,
And then in my soul, for her I did pray.
As the day will come, when she will be a woman
And I hope not like her mother that she loves,
As all Shannon wants is too be loved forever
By one man and not one man after another,
As one love for her, will always be enough.
Love lasts forever, that's what the bible has said
As Shannon ran to me with a smile upon her face,
God, he will join two souls as one
And they will be forever from dusk until dawn.
And never, will they ever fall from Gods great grace.
I want just one man, to come into my life
That I will love with all my heart and soul,
The man who will always be at my side
Even though we might argue and fight,
But one, and I swear I will never let him go.
I will never use my man, Shannon then did swear
And never will I put anyone above him,
I also promise I will not be like my mother
As my man I will love only him and no other,
And all I ask from him, is his love to me send.
Love lasts forever, I do believe that now
As Shannon spoke with happiness in her mind,
She then slowly closed her eyes
Then I could see the tears as she cried,
As she wished, and prayed for that day in time.
She spoke with wisdom of age, when she spoke
About a forever together with your love,
She told me one day she would enjoy it all
And never will she let her love fall,
And never from her one love will she have enough.
Poor little Shannon, the sadness that she has seen
Not even allowed to know her real last name,
She was never given a father to love
Only different men, to know and then hug
Poor little Shannon I pray, that you’ll know his name.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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The Making of a Prince III: A Star Knew My Name
In the taut sky for circumnavigation
Distracted by a harlequin moon
Her abode was ensconced and shivers
By the thorny lights it produce
A yellow coruscation,
A livid fornication
Of rapture and desolation
The nights owns her
And her lubricious light
But she didn't know how
To emancipate herself
From the strangulations
Of her tethering flaws
If only she knew, if only she knew
How bright she was
Because of her struggles
I spoke to her like a dozing child
When I left the King
As he built his grand kingdom,
When Sybella was assailed far
Aided by my winnows,
I spoke to her and heed
A chance for myself
Even though I knew that
She has her stellar deaths
Regardless, I spoke to her
With all my burdens
And her light didn't err
Never falter, never quake,
She was a strident fire
When she is given a place
Her stardust fell without riddance
With a prolix simplicity in her radiance
And she spoke to me, she spoke to me
Of my name:
A little prince
With a leonine heart
"Steadfast" she say
"For we understand"
And I caught her
Believing in her words
Shining past
The dark foliage of clouds
A stellar knew my name
And I have expanded my dominion
Into the delusive night sky.
poem by Norman Santos
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You smiled, you spoke, and I believed
You smiled, you spoke, and I believed,
By every word and smile deceived.
Another man would hope no more;
Nor hope I what I hoped before:
But let not this last wish be vain;
Deceive, deceive me once again!
poem by Walter Savage Landor
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