Sinning
Back in the night is the father of hell,
By command that I wont go (? ),
If your a stranger your life is in danger,
So guard your lives.
Ive a vocation of verse meditation,
I know if its to ditch,
Optimum (? ),
Yes Im a witch.
No fantasy,
Youre stuck with me,
No wonder evil, none is there to be found.
Sinning every day,
Cussing all the way,
Sinning every day,
Cussing all the way.
No fantasy,
Youer trapped with me,
Just dont get tired and I wont bring you down,
Sinning every day,
Cussing all the way,
Sinning every day,
Cussing all the way.
Rather be a bitch, just look at me,
Bein a witch is what Id rather be,
You just make me mad, Ill let you see,
What Id rather be,
What Id rather (be/feel),
Bad as I can be,
Mad as I can be,
What Id rather see,
What Id rather be,
Bad as I can be,
Bad as I can be.
No fantasy,
Your stuck with me,
There ae no reasons on this earth to be found.
Sinning every day,
Cussing all the way,
Sinning every day,
Cussing all the way.
No fantasy,
Youre trapped with me,
Just dont get tired and I wont bring you down,
Bad as I can be.
Sinning every day,
Cussing all the way,
Sinning every day,
Cussing all the way.
Rather be a bitch, just look at me,
Bein a witch is what Id rather be,
You just make me mad, Ill let you see,
What Id rather be,
What Id rather (be/feel),
Bad as I can be,
Mad as I can be,
What Id rather see,
Mad as I can be,
What Id rather be,
Bad as I can be.
Thats what I would rather be,
Just as bad as I can be,
Thats what I would rather be,
Just as bad as I can be,
Thats what I would rather be.
song performed by by Grace Jones
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Demons 2
we like to sin
we like to think that when we sin
it is not us that sin
but some demons pushing us to make the sins
even in sinning we need some escape goats
the demons made me do it
damn these demons in my head!
i am innocent
the demons pushed me to do the sins i do
they are so many of them
these damn demons in my head
and i am just alone
(my sweet conscience
implanted by God)
these damn demons
they push me on the dead-end edge where i can do nothing but sin
nice, human logic,
less responsibility for sinning because someone did the sinning for you
not me,
when i sin, i sin alone, i sin myself, and there is no escape goat to blame
there are no horns, no goats, no snakes handing me the apple to bite,
no adam no eve no cains or abels no genetics involved in here
i have sinned through my own fault.in my own fault,
in what i think, in what i do, in what i have failed to do,
in what i have failed to think,
and i ask all the angels and saints to help me get away from
my own faults, my own and nothing but my own
this sinning
my own responsibility and i ask my God to forgive me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Giving Up
Giving up!
I don't know,
The meaning of it.
Am I out of luck?
Giving up!
I don't know.
The meaning of it,
To stay stuck in a rut.
Giving up!
I don't know.
But many people...
Seem to share this equally.
I hear the fussers cussing,
Not to give it up.
I see those hustlers rushing,
Not to give it up.
And...
I see some frantic.
And,
In a panic.
Giving up!
I don't know.
And I wont!
'Cause I don't.
Giving up!
I don't know.
The meaning of it.
Am I out of luck?
Giving up!
I don't know.
The meaning of it,
To stay stuck in a rut.
I hear the fussers cussing,
Not to give it up.
I see those hustlers rushing,
Not to give it up.
And...
I see some frantic.
And,
In a panic.
Giving up!
I don't know.
But...
I hear the fussers cussing.
I see those hustlers rushing.
Giving up!
I don't know.
But I...
See some frantic.
And...
In a panic.
But giving up!
I don't know.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Jesus Was A Capricorn
Jesus was a capricorn
He ate organic food
He believed in love and peace
And never wore no shoes
Long hair, beard and sandles
And a funky bunch of friends
Reckon wed just nail him up
If he came down again
Chorus:
cause everybodys gotta have somebody to look down on
Who they can feel better than at any time they please
Someone doin somethin dirty decent folks can frown on
If you cant find nobody else, then help yourself to me
Eggheads cussing rednecks cussing
Hippies for their hair
Others laugh at straights who laugh at
Freaks who laugh at squares
Some folks hate the whites
Who hate the blacks who hate the klan
Most of us hate anything that
We dont understand
Chorus
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Seek the consequence
A sin is a sin that cannot be undone.
The pain caused by it is undone either.
No amount of measures can compensate it.
Wrong to one and good in return cannot.
Wrong to one and good to many cannot.
Wrong to one and then repentance cannot.
Sinning and praying gives you no escapes.
Sinning and serving gives you no clearance
A glass broken is broken; accept the loss.
A sin done is done; seek the consequence.
29.06.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Whats The Matter Here
[ robert buck/natalie merchant ]
That young boy without a name Id know his face.
In this city the kids my favorite.
Ive seen him. I see him every day.
Seen him run outside looking for a place to hide from his father,
The kid half naked and said to myself o, whats the matter here?
Im tired of the excuses everbody uses, hes their kid I stay out of it,
But who gave you the right to do this?
We live on morgan street;
Just ten feet between and his mother, I never see her,
But her screams and cussing, I hear them every day.
Threats like: if you dont mind I will beat on your behind,
Slap you, slap you silly.
Made me say, o, whats the matter here?
Im tired of the excuses everybody uses, hes your kid, do as you see fit,
But get this through that I dont approve of what you did to you own flesh and blood.
If you dont sit on this chair straight
Ill take this belt from around my waist and dont think that I wont use it!
Answer me and take your time,
What could be the awful crime he could do at such young an age?
If Im the only witness to your madness offer me some words to balance out what I see and what I hear.
All these cold and rude things that you do I suppose you do because he belongs to you
And instead of love, the feel of warmth youve given him these cuts and sores wont heal with time or age.
I want to say whats the matter here?
But I dont dare say.
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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Little Mo
In our pain and sinning fall
Accept peace and whine
Going bad and taking all this
It's of each and tide
Calling bean and sinning call
Now I'm neat and tight
Gonna crap with naked Elvis
Sits there cheating high
Tonight, Jesus loves you
Tonight, Jesus loves you
Tonight, Jesus loves you
Tonight, Jesus loves you
We are dead and cynical
Gun of peace in my eye
See the back with naked Elvis
It's a cheating high
But she will back on mainframe
She got crack on cocain
She got crack on seeing
Cheater, cheater...
Tonight, Jesus loves you X7
Till our death and sinning call
Except she can hide
All those fat and sacred elders
Sister off and bad-eyed
She got back on mainframe
She got crack on cocain
She got crack on seeing
Cheater, cheater...
Tonight, Jesus loves you X7
Rise (?lies?) tonight
song performed by by Placebo
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Amorality
when i see another petal of
a rose falling to the ground which
meets it with the silence of
indifference under the moist soil
the worm sleeps in content as
the sun shines again in rage
till noonday as the clouds shift
their positions as the children
begin to fly their kites as their
mothers watch and think of
other coming images as the
world spins and gives us nights
and days: who can ever think that
in all these there can be a possible
classification between sinning and
not sinning?
events now are traveling faster than light
all these neutrinos of change and sparks and
awes and ahs
and sooner the story of disobedience
and apples and snakes
and innocence and guilt shall be erased
from the face of this
fast winged earth flying towards
an unknown destination
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Better Be True
I dont mind you playing with my imagination
I dont mind you talking about me and you
I might think its funny if youre fooling with my money
But I dont like you saying things that just arent tru
I dont mind discussing wisdom & youth
And I dont mind you cussing if youre telling the truth
You can joke about the weather on a lousy day
But dont tell me that youre leaving if youre planning to stay
Well it dont have to be different it dont have to be true
If you got something to tell me it better be true
It dont have to be clever between me and you
If its gonna be forever it better be true
I dont mind rehearsing though Id much rather play
I dont mind conversing if youve got something to say
A little exaggeration might be understood
But lying to me darling just aint no good.
If you feel like telling me that you will never leave me
Dont you dare deceive me cause that will never do
Well it dont have to be different it dont have to be true
If you got something to tell me it better be true
It dont have to be clever between me & you
If its gonna be forever it better be true
song performed by by Huey Lewis And The News
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Summer Lady
Loving you this way
Has made my tired heart sing
Lady, you touch my soul
With all the love you bring
Being so close to you
Is where I want to be
Dont turn your smile away
Dont break my fantasy
Summer lady
You look good to me
Summer lady
Youre my fantasy
Seeing your presence near
Every time I wake
My life would be incomplete
If I didnt have you there
Summer lady
You look good to me
Summer lady
Youre my fantasy
Bridge
Solo
Laying here in my room
With all my worldly things
Dont make up for all my dreams
Of you in my fantasy
Summer lady
You look good to me
Summer lady
Youre my fantasy
Summer lady
You look good to me
Summer lady
Youre my fantasy
Please dont take my dreams away
Oh, summer lady
song performed by by Santana
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Deniehy’s Lament
SPIRIT of Loveliness! Heart of my heart!
Flying so far from me, Heart of my heart!
Above the eastern hill, I know the red leaves thrill,
But thou art distant still, Heart of my heart!
Sinning, I’ve searched for thee, Heart of my heart!
Sinning, I’ve dreamed of thee, Heart of my heart!
I know no end nor gain; amongst the paths of pain
I follow thee in vain, Heart of my heart!
Much have I lost for thee, Heart of my heart!
Not counting the cost for thee, Heart of my heart!
Through all this year of years thy form as mist appears,
So blind am I with tears, Heart of my heart!
Mighty and mournful now, Heart of my heart!
Cometh the Shadow-Face, Heart of my heart!
The friends I’ve left for thee, their sad eyes trouble me—
I cannot bear to be, Heart of my heart!
poem by Henry Kendall
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No Power In Pity
I dont know how to love you.
Where do I begin.
It helplessness is sinning
Then here I am a sinner
Guilty of sin.
I dont know how to help you
Your trouble goes so deep
Youre about to lose your life
And here I am dejected
cos I love a night of sleep.
Love one another you said
Come together as one.
Im just a servant, lord
Yet you made me a son
Sometimes Im troubled
By the things you make me see.
But no matter how I feel, lord
Here am I send me.
So I leave the world behind me
And enter this domain.
Im staggered by the gulf
Between us.
I can see your sickness
But I dont feel your pain.
Pitys got no power
Compassion has the heart
Jesus, keep me mindful
That its you who does the
Giving.
And its we who need to
Play our part.
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Doctorate And Connoisseur’s Wife
She was a daughter of a teacher, turned cheater;
And better half of a legal dealer.
Body rich and fresh as wife of bath,
But know how rotten and sick as defamed path.
Harassed and shamed her teacher till her last cell,
Drawing muddy waters from dogged scholasticism well,
Forced her simpleton teacher to act wrong,
Deceived and blackmailed for her theme song.
She was an all wicked creation,
Valued were rooted through corrupt foundation.
Morals, barren as daughter of washer man in Wasteland;
And brought up by the sick and smocked hands,
Attempted the doctoral trophy by sinning,
But the poor teacher more sinned without sinning.
poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma
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Friends With Libido
Those little smiles
That gleam in your eye
Risqué innuendo
We like each other but your married
We’re not having an affair
We’re not sinning
We’re not going to act on it
In fact we won’t even bring it up
But we both know it is there
I guess we’re just human
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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A beggar needs no God.
The rich are the ones earning by cunning.
They want the God to guard their earnings.
They want the God to forgive their sinning.
A beggar needs no God for his living.
11.01.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Die, v.: To stop sinning suddenly.
quote by Elbert Hubbard
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The best part of repentance is a little sinning.
He that after sinning mends, recommends himself to god.