The Tea Leaf Prophecy (Lay Down Your Arms)
1994 Crazy Crow Music BMI
Let me speak, let me spit out my bitterness--
Born of grief and nights without sleep and festering flesh
Do you have eyes?
Can you see like mankind sees?
Why have you soured and curdled me?
Oh you tireless watcher!What have I done to you?
That you make everything I dread and everything I fear come true?
Once I was blessed; I was awaited like the rain
Like eyes for the blind, like feet for the lame
Kings heard my words, and they sought out my company
But now the janitors of Shadowland flick their brooms at me
Oh you tireless watcher!What have I done to you?
that you make everything I dread and everything I fear come true?
(Antagonists: Man is the sire of sorrow)
I've lost all taste for life
I'm all complaints
Tell me why do you starve the faithful?
Why do you crucify the saints?
And you let the wicked prosper
You let their children frisk like deer
And my loves are dead or dying, or they don't come near
(Antagonists: We don't despise your chastening
God is correcting you)
Oh and look who comes to counsel my deep distress
Oh, these pompous physicians
What carelessness!
(Antagonists: Oh all this ranting all this wind
Filling our ears with trash)
Breathtaking ignorance adding insult to injury!
They come blaming and shaming
(Antagonists: Evil doer)
And shattering me
(Antagonists: This vain man wishes to seem wise
A man born of asses)
Oh you tireless watcher!What have I done to you?
That you make everything I dread and everything I fear come true?
(Antagonists: We don't despise your chastening)
Already on a bed of sighs and screams,
And still you torture me with visions
You give me terrifying dreams!
Better I was carried from the womb straight to the grave.
I see the diggers waiting, they're leaning on their spades.
(Antagonists: Man is the sire of sorrow
Sure as the sparks ascend)
Where is hope while you're wondering what went wrong?
Why give me light and then this dark without a dawn?
(Antagonists: Evil is sweet in your mouth
Hiding under your tongue)
Show your face!
(Antagonists: What a long fall from grace)
Help me understand!
What is the reason for your heavy hand?
(Antagonists: You're stumbling in shadows
You have no name now)
Was it the sins of my youth?
What have I done to you?
That you make everything I dread and everything I fear come true?
(Antagonists: Oh your guilt must weigh so greatly)
Everything I dread and everything I fear come true
(Antagonists: Man is the sire of sorrow)
Oh you make everything I dread and everything I fear come true
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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The Sire Of Sorrow
Let me speak, let me spit out my bitterness--
Born of grief and nights without sleep and festering flesh
Do you have eyes?
Can you see like mankind sees?
Why have you soured and curdled me?
Oh you tireless watcher! what have i done to you?
That you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true?
Once i was blessed; i was awaited like the rain
Like eyes for the blind, like feet for the lame
Kings heard my words, and they sought out my company
But now the janitors of shadowland flick their brooms at me
Oh you tireless watcher! what have i done to you?
That you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true?
(antagonists: man is the sire of sorrow)
I've lost all taste for life
I'm all complaints
Tell me why do you starve the faithful?
Why do you crucify the saints?
And you let the wicked prosper
You let their children frisk like deer
And my loves are dead or dying, or they don't come near
(antagonists: we don't despise your chastening
God is correcting you)
Oh and look who comes to counsel my deep distress
Oh, these pompous physicians
What carelessness!
(antagonists: oh all this ranting all this wind
Filling our ears with trash)
Breathtaking ignorance adding insult to injury!
They come blaming and shaming
(antagonists: evil doer)
And shattering me
(antagonists: this vain man wishes to seem wise
A man born of asses)
Oh you tireless watcher! what have i done to you?
That you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true?
(antagonists: we don't despise your chastening)
Already on a bed of sighs and screams,
And still you torture me with visions
You give me terrifying dreams!
Better i was carried from the womb straight to the grave.
I see the diggers waiting, they're leaning on their spades.
(antagonists: man is the sire of sorrow
Sure as the sparks ascend)
Where is hope while you're wondering what went wrong?
Why give me light and then this dark without a dawn?
(antagonists: evil is sweet in your mouth
Hiding under your tongue)
Show your face!
(antagonists: what a long fall from grace)
Help me understand!
What is the reason for your heavy hand?
(antagonists: you're stumbling in shadows
You have no name now)
Was it the sins of my youth?
What have i done to you?
That you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true?
(antagonists: oh your guilt must weigh so greatly)
Everything i dread and everything i fear come true
(antagonists: man is the sire of sorrow)
Oh you make everything i dread and everything i fear come true
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Martyrs do not underrate the body, they allow it to be elevated on the cross. In this they are at one with their antagonists.
quote by Franz Kafka
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Magnanimity
'To the will of the people we loyally bow!'
That's the minority shibboleth now.
O noble antagonists, answer me flat
What would you do if you didn't do that?
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Reality Is...
the good ones die young,
the swindlers thrive and the crooks
progress
the hero unlike in the movies
dies earlier
and the antagonists
party.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Reason and emotion are not antagonists. What seems like a struggle is a struggle between two opposing ideas or values, one of which, automatic and unconscious, manifests itself in the form of a feeling.
quote by Nathaniel Branden
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Faith and doubt both are needed - not as antagonists, but working side by side to take us around the unknown curve.
quote by Lillian Smith
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Tracked Or Not
There's nothing like the feeling of being tracked.
And those doing it are not in camouflage.
This they want known.
Your back is being watched and this they want shown.
There's nothing more remembered than the acts of disrespect.
The kind that is delivered with a laughing one gets.
And as difficult as it is,
To continue one's life with a head up and positive...
This has to be done,
As if scriptured and quoted from biblical myth!
Those who are challenged are done so above and beyond,
All feeling and emotion felt...
By the ones who enjoy being antagonists.
Some are born just to appreciate being just that...
Grief givers.
Tracked or not...
One's duty is to avoid becoming subdued,
By those who wish to make what they do obvious...
As to stop any forward advancement.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Down in the dark
Down in the dark, it’s all in my head,
The pain the sorrow, all of the dread,
I want it to leave, but it wants to stay,
I try and I try, but he won’t go away,
There by day, there at night,
Saying the things, that fills me with fright,
I’m down in the dark, it fills my head,
The pain the sorrow, all of the dread,
He’s always around, lurking inside,
Watching; waiting, my hands are tied,
In my head, always near,
In my thoughts, building the fear,
Down in the dark, filling my head,
The pain the sorrow, all of the dread,
The pain; it grows, bursting within,
The dark; he’s back, with his terror filled grin,
“I’ll help”; he says, talking to me,
“I know what to do, just come and see, ”
Down in the dark, it filled my head,
The pain the sorrow, all of the dread,
My thoughts are violent, with sorrow in my chest,
I just close my eyes, and hope for the best,
He tells me good job, I’ll find the light,
But my life is ending, with the chill of the night.,
Dead in the dark, lost in my head,
No more pain or sorrow, not even dread….,
poem by Jacob Hill
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Antagonists
WHAT though the neutral sea sever us twain?
In the still night your soul in mine I take;
Your eyes, hilarious with passion, wake,
And love's delirium is mine again,
When all your body's warmth swirled in my brain—
Your face uplifted like a pallid lake
Where in my eager lips their thirst could slake,
With deep-sighed, langourous kisses, keener than pain.
Then suddenly through passion's rosy mists
A shudder trickled, like a stream of blood:
In a grim pause we felt and understood.
The everlasting war that was our fate—
The pitiless struggle and primeval hate
Of old implacable antagonists.
poem by Arthur Henry Adams
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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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I Will Never Let You Go
I won't never let you go.
This life I cant let it go.
I'm trying to stay alive as the water flow.
But just to let you know.
Some people will try to stop you with calamity.
Which is true that you can figure out your real enemy.
We got different traits like different species.
In this world we have to deal with different personalities.
People losing jobs then their families start suffering form reality.
Then they turn out drug dealing.
That can lead to a awful ending.
Sometimes we ponder that the devil always winning.
But the struggles is what we must start overcoming.
We start a new year to persevere.
We have antagonists assail us with cold hail with the fire of hell.
Or try to influence us to go to jail thats were we fail.
Who can you think will let you out through bail.
I'm trying not to sink but to sail.
I myself is trying to keep a tight grip on life so I won't flip over.
Or trip over and even fall to just stand tall breaking down walls.
To be able to be comprehensive and successful.
All the things I got in this life I am greatful and thankful.
Everytime I do wrong I try to rehabilitate my mind and not fluctuate doing wrong all the time.
But we all fine because this life I will never ever let it go.
poem by Anteaus Berryhill
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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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True Fear
true fear,
it cannot be lost of material item,
no,
is it loss you life,
loss of friend?
loss of family?
bieng alone?
but surely,
a brave soul must give,
give to utter nightmare,
if this true fear,
is worth what you make it,
if is not worth giving a life,
then call it not a true fear,
great maybe,
major sure,
but true fear,
impossible,
true fear is entire surrender,
mental collapse,
such a horror,
dont call it true,
if is not true,
or true fear,
will devour,
and it eats well, all too well...
for the fragil presence,
of our sanctity,
will shatter,
poem by Jacob Biehl
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Destiny walk
Deep thick mist blurred the visibility
fatal hurricane scattered all hopes
and in robust the antagonists conspired
all allies deserted such a shattered world
that a lonely hermit resided.
A vision, in a dim though, shown beyond
but winds' velocity higher rose
yet a journey to the unknown began
through a dream to a vision.
Victory celebration begun before the battle
for the urge and morale was mighty
through spices, valleys, seas and hills
to a place the heart fancy all hearted
for a destiny is real.
Destiny walk.
poem by Fate Mcfate
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Hayfever
May, when my feet ache to feel soil, grass and sand
after Winter's curfew,
steps gently
into June.
The fullness and freshness of bushes and trees
purple Rhodedendrums
dominant throughout.
Then all Nature's healthy friends
become enemies,
nasal antagonists
merciless mercinaries
meaningless oppressors
turning simple pleasures
into unreasonable misery.
The scratch,
the sniff
of Nature's rift
Hystomin bullies
refuse to shift
airborne fascists
close my eyes with red raw tears
that long to melt in calmer haze
of burning sands
and worship sunful August days.
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May 2001 June 2006
poem by Colin Phillimore
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A Palimpsest For Peace
Cross words cross across crossed wires.
Cross-purposes cross reconciliation off the list
As, crosswise, clockwise and counter-clockwise
Fight for costly cross-border dominance.
Cross voices cross between cross and crescent.
Quiescent sense lessens strength and ends
In senselessness as curses crush courtesy.
Cross-eyed viewpoints squint crossly
As cross-cultural conferences collapse.
Yet, crucially, crossed-fingers aloft,
If antagonists acquiesced in crossing over
To foster lost respect and tolerance,
We could cross off the past of bitterness,
Gross antipathy and once-crossed swords,
As cross-cooperation is consummated
As effortlessly as simply casting away
An anachronistic acrostic cryptic crossword.
poem by C. Richard Miles
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Fears of a teenage mafioso
Fear of love,
Fear of pain,
Fear of the unforgiving cane,
Fear of lies,
Fear of sighs,
Fear of those distraught eyes,
Fear for the unknown,
Fear for the known,
Fear of everything combined,
Fear is what makes me blind,
Fear is what makes me think,
and act in blind accordance,
Hindering the world around me,
Hence, My Fear of myself
Fear is when you run away,
Fear is when you’re scared to love someone,
Fear is when the sky turns grey,
Fear of confusion,
Fear is like a dark blue ocean,
Fear won’t let me escape
Fear mocks me, watching
Fear taunts me, waiting
Fear of losing,
Fear you cannot see,
Fear dealt upon thee.
Fear of darkness and death,
Fear of a dead comrade,
Fear of a gun being cocked,
Fear of being endlessly stalked,
Fear of time,
Fear of all the crime,
Fear of the undesirable truth,
Fear for the good.
Fear for the sake of life,
Fear of the neighbors next door,
Fear of the secretive man in the subway,
Fear of the revolutionary uproar,
Fear is to not rejoice your living,
Fear for the sake of your life,
But to fear is to forsake it.
Fear is to have no hope in life,
Fear of the fear of fear,
We need no reason to fear,
For fear has no reason for itself.
I guess life is just like that,
To fear for no reason,
For to fear is not to reason,
But to reason is to fear.
To fear for the sake of fear,
Is fear for fear,
So let me think,
What else do I fear?
What else do I fear?
What else do I fear?
poem by David daveres
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Go Away From Me Danger
Unwinding from danger,
With time that I am finding.
Unwinding I am.
And finding I can be,
Impatient.
And desperate to rid the fear,
To escape from those dark shadows...
So near,
To me.
Go-go-go-go-go,
Away.
Release me to welcome,
Other visions in my head.
Remove that fear within me I dread.
Go-go-go-go-go,
Away from me...
Danger.
Tonight don't creep so close to my bed.
Go-go-go-go-go,
Away from me...
Danger.
From you I must unwind!
To leave this fear I find behind.
Release me to welcome,
Other visions in my head.
Remove that fear within me I dread.
Go-go-go-go-go,
Away from me...
Danger.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fear.....
do you fear
when you see the truth
do you fear
when you speak
what is true
do you fear
when they call you
paranoid
do you fear
when you're pushed aside
do you fear
you might get ostracized
do you fear
when characterized
as evil, and told
you won't get any paradise
It's all about keeping you down in fear
and not letting you face it in clear
pushing you down,
down in fear
take charge but don't act Cavalier
stay honest and be a pioneer
life is such a (b***h)
and seems always unclear
but it's not true what and how it appears
let’s adhere
to truth and persevere
keep fighting
and you won't disappear
in the dark and gloomy frontier
just fight those fears
fight your fears
don't let them come near
and you will have a happy and prosperous
New Yea r! !
poem by Khalid Hameed
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believe
You shall not fully live, lest you believe
That all that was and is resides within
Tensions on Earth shall finally relieve
Once your fear, dread and ego give in
ROTMS
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“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we’re powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves “Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous,
talented, fabulous? ”
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
You’re playing small doesn’t serve the world.
There’s nothing enlightened about thinking,
that others will feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We are born to make manifest
the Glory of God within us.
As we let our light shine, we unconsciously
give others permission to do the same.
As we’re liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.”
Nelson Mandela
poem by Ray Lucero
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