Sickness
... live or die
Let them live in pain
As I look to the right
I see the horror filled within
Let the guilty pay
Back from the grave
From the life of everyone
From the bottom of the grave
Took the death of everyone
To those who fear their right
...
...
The fear that turns you inside out
Into the realms of no way out
Into a life of the utter doubt
a place in which you will exist
a place in which you're living dead
song performed by by Obituary
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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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We Need Fear For Survival
Of valour on the battlefield and in other ways we hear
But only the most foolhardy one would never know of fear
We need fear for survival may they rest in peace the brave
Their reward for their bravery the cold and darkness of the grave.
We need fear for survival the very brave are dead
And little use to them 'twould seem if good things of them are said
We need a bit of fear in us in order to stay alive
Few of the brave to a ripe old age have been known to survive.
I'd rather live to a ripe old age than have died young and brave
We need a bit of fear in us for to keep cheating the grave
Why would you even wish to die though your better days are long gone
Our will to live is always strong and it keeps us keeping on.
The fear of death is a healthy fear the brave seem to die young
Though of no use to the deceased if their praises are sung
In their graves they do never hear the bugler for them play
They lay in peace forever more that's life as some might say.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Fear
Fear of seeing a police car pull into the drive.
Fear of falling asleep at night.
Fear of not falling asleep.
Fear of the past rising up.
Fear of the present taking flight.
Fear of the telephone that rings in the dead of night.
Fear of electrical storms.
Fear of the cleaning woman who has a spot on her cheek!
Fear of dogs I've been told won't bite.
Fear of anxiety!
Fear of having to identify the body of a dead friend.
Fear of running out of money.
Fear of having too much, though people will not believe this.
Fear of psychological profiles.
Fear of being late and fear of arriving before anyone else.
Fear of my children's handwriting on envelopes.
Fear they'll die before I do, and I'll feel guilty.
Fear of having to live with my mother in her old age, and mine.
Fear of confusion.
Fear this day will end on an unhappy note.
Fear of waking up to find you gone.
Fear of not loving and fear of not loving enough.
Fear that what I love will prove lethal to those I love.
Fear of death.
Fear of living too long.
Fear of death.
I've said that.
poem by Raymond Clevie Carver
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I Do Not Fear
I do not fear big cats or snakes or dangerous crocodile
Between where I live and they live are many a mile
Those I fear the most to me live very near
'Tis only my own species I need to fear.
I do not fear sharks or the dangerous hippo
To anywhere near where they live I never go
The species I fear most I see every day
I fear my own kind does that seem bold to say?
I do not fear venomous spiders though of them I beware
And I surely do not fear the feared polar bear
Since they live in the Artic that's far north of here
No 'tis only my own kind that I've reason to fear.
The elephant and the rhino in zoos I only see
They are not renowned killers they do not bother me
And why should I fear the dead or the dead person's ghost?
'Tis the living of my own kind that I do fear most.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Life is but a lesson...
At birth I was ripped from my warm safe place,
Yet now I fear death so I flee it with haste.
As a babe in my youth I yearned for more years,
But as time's passed me by it's age I now fear...
Into this world I was born and life gave me breath,
Now each path that I choose always leads to my death.
For both death and life are old inseperable friends,
My life's but a lesson just a means to an end...
If I live life to the fullest will time pass me by?
If I start asking questions will I ever know why?
Wisdom is gibberish and gibberish is clear,
What I most wanted once is now what I most fear...
When I want most to live will it be time to die?
I dont want life to end! Will that be my last cry?
I think death must be life and to leave is to stay,
So I pray hell is heaven when my life slips away...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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The Gospel in a Nutshell
Here’s The Gospel in a nutshell friend, from the beginning to the end.
The message displayed for all to see, so all men can live for eternity.
A message made loud and clear, so that sinful man needs not to fear.
The message is seen in Jesus Christ, so all men can have Eternal Life.
Jesus Christ died on a bloody cross, The Perfect Man for sinners lost,
For Jesus Christ died in our place, and this friend was all God’s Grace.
God sent to earth The Perfect Lamb, to bleed and die for sinful man,
As the wages for sin is death, He said “Forgive them” in His last breath.
By Jesus the penalty for sin was paid, then on the ground His body laid.
He was then placed in a tomb my friend, for the cross was not His end.
After being placed in the tomb, the Jews thought they sealed His doom.
Being In the ground for three days, sorrow began replacing men’s praise.
But the grave could not hold Him friend, for death was not Christ’s end,
And after three days came and went, Christ from that grave rose again.
He rose again just like He said, for He couldn’t remain among the dead.
Christ ascended again to His Father’s side, even though for us He died.
To help the fainted heart believe again, He returned to be seen by men,
To five hundred men He did appear, to put to rest any doubt and fear.
After forty days He would ascend, reminding all He would return again.
This is the Hope we have in Christ, that we will be raised unto New Life.
(Copyright ©02/2005)
Inside my happiness...
Inside my happiness, there is nothing but happiness for me.
Inside my happiness, the colors are so bright and vivid and I am able to see everything clearly.
Inside my happiness, there were no dark times because in my happiness the sun always shines.
Inside my happiness, there is no pain, there is no fear and there certainly is no doubt.
Inside my happiness, we all live as one and there is peace for all beings.
Inside my happiness, there is God and he has planned all of this for me.
Inside my happiness, addiction never happend.
Inside my happiness, there are no sorrows and no tears for the hurt doesnt exist.
Inside my happiness, there is you, and you are everything.
Inside my happiness, there is a woman who is ready for life.
Inside my happiness, there is nothing but happiness for me.
poem by Amber Swiney
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Death Is a Mockery of Life
Death is a mockery of life
They who have lived it through, are dead
So what about death can be said
It lingers in the living room after the funeral
They who have lived it through are dead
We do not speak of death too much
It lingers in the living room after the funeral
We try not to think about the lonely grave
We do not speak of deah too much
It is always raining in the grave yard
We try not to think about the lonely grave
Where no one seems to be, but only was
It is always raining in the grave yard
Some flowers grow between the tombstones
As nature doesn’t care about it, live or death
Just carry on as usual
Some flowers grow between the tombstones
So what about death can be said
Just carry on as usual
Death is a mockery of life
poem by Ina SchrodersZeeders
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An Admonition
Don't live your life in fear
Of dread calamity
There's much joy for you here
Instead be of good cheer
And this will set you free
Don't live your life in fear
The way ahead is clear
Attention is the key
There's much joy for you here
Great beauty will appear
All those who seek will see
Don't live your life in fear
No need to shed a tear
No need for self-pity
There's much joy for you here
Your happiness is near
It's who you're meant to be
Don't live you life in fear
There's much joy for you here
poem by Michelle Louise Willis
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Lessons learned...
I sit and stare into the vastness of space,
Desperate to find my path and my place.
I ponder what's gone and what's yet to be,
When shall this heart I own ever be free.
Is it a known fact, or just a guess?
That life means little and death means less.
That through all this sorrow, grief and pain,
We shall live our life's in utter vain.
I like to think we're meant for much more,
That the life we live shall tally a score.
And the souls we lost amidst such sorrow,
Shall hold us close in our final tomorrow.
Yet the truth I fear is not what I yearn,
We should all seek to be a lesson to be learned.
For each generation must add to the last,
So we do not repeat the mistakes of our past...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Life I Live
The life I live
Is so real
The life I live
Seems like a big deal
The life I live
Is full of pain
Form the cradle
To the grave
The life I live
Is full of sorrow
And will always be seeking
A better tomorrow
The life I live
Waiting for to be great
Will get better
On a latter date
The life I have
Was given to me
The life I live
Is as true as can be
poem by Destiny Avaritia
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Praise Christ Jesus
Praise The Lord Christ Jesus, who is the one who frees us,
From all our hurts deep inside, and all the pain that we hide.
He gives to us a real peace, deep inside that will not cease.
He saves us from all our sin, when we truly believe in Him.
Praise The Gracious Lord above, who sent all a gift of love.
God sent to us His Only Son, to be the Savior of everyone.
Christ was sent to all of us, and in Jesus we place our trust.
As men trust in Jesus Christ, He gives to them Eternal Life.
Praise Him as a Merciful God, sending His Son not His Rod.
By The Lord’s unmerited Grace, He sent Christ in our place.
It was His Son, Jesus Christ, who died a substitute sacrifice,
Our atonement on Calvary; paying the price for you and me.
And we praise The Living Lord, who for us, did much more.
From the grave He rose again, to grant new life to all men.
Christ, who for us had died, was resurrected and Glorified.
And God will glorify everyone, who truly trusts in His Son.
So all who are dead in sin, can place all their trust in Him,
Not only will you be forgiven, as new life you will be given.
God’s Grace you shall receive, as His Son you do believe.
A glorified body will be yours, to live forever with The Lord.
(Copyright ©12/2005)
Fear
Fear exists
In every mind
Some fear death
Some fear life
There is fear all around
Some fear struggle
Some fear strife
The problem is their
Attitude
Fear does not solve
Problems
Fear does not give
Solution
Fear is an enemy
Which makes a person?
Weak and unsuccessful
Fear harms the health
Eats the wealth
It snatches the smile
Makes one cry
Help your self
Get rid of fear
Work hard
Try for the best
Think positive
Live life like
Never before
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Oh hw I wish I cud
I wish I cud feel da rain,
Vdout da fear of getin drenched.
Wish I cud feel da sun,
Vdout da fear of getin burnt.
Wish I cud hug n cry,
Vdout da fear of leting u go.
Wish I cud jus live in a moment,
Vdout da fear of crying in nxt.
Wish I cud fly in sky,
Vdout da fear of falin dwn.
Wish I cud create sum memories,
Vdout da fear of regretting l8r.
Wish I cud c sum drms,
Vdout da fear of having thm shattered.
Wish I cud b a child n forget my sorrows,
Vdout da fear of growing up again.
Wish I cud run like a child,
Vdout da fear of faling behind.
Wish I cud live my life,
Vdout da fear of leting some1 down.
Wish I cud tel evry1 dat I miss thm n hw much I luv thm,
Vdout da fear of nt hearing it back.
Wish I cud exist in every1s memories,
Vdout gvng thm a reason to cry.
Wish I cud trust everybdy,
Vdout da fear of getin hurt.
Oh hw I wish I cud b selfish enough to die..
Without the fear of making someone cry...
poem by Akanksha Kushwaha
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Grace
Looking in the papers makes me sorry to be human
A little ray of hope wont hurt at all
A price on every head & its cheaper when youre dead
Quality of life may have to fall
Muffled voices, world in action
Stir the peaceful, need for longing
I, I cannot describe the fear inside my heart
I, hereby do swear to live my life in accordance with grace
Guess its human nature to be cruel & to be heartless
But thats no excuse to shoot him when hes down
Crawl in on your knees & then bite the hand that feeds
The cages throw their shadows cross the ground
Wheres the sense in senseless violence
Hear the silence too forgiving
I cannot describe the fear inside my heart
I, hereby do swear to live my life in accordance with grace
Press your hands in, into the pavement
Bathed in glory, heres your moment
I cannot describe the fear inside my heart
I, hereby do swear to live my life in accordance with grace
I cannot describe the fear inside my heart
I, hereby do swear to live my life in accordance with grace
song performed by by Erasure
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Fear Of Death
why do we fear death?
our fear of death is based
in our fear of living, or more,
our fear of not having lived!
life is a calling, an adventure,
a mission, a duty....
the gifts we are given, the
trials and turmoil we go through,
prepare us for what we're called
to do....
each living person's calling is unique...
and no one else can ever judge...
we judge ourselves by what we give,
and how much of our 'selves' we are
willing to risk!
we often have to 'die' in order to live...
die to our mis-conceptions, die to our
clinging, die to our own petty wants....
die to what the world expects... die to
comfort.... die to that which does not last!
what we call hell is the result of not answering
the call.... the choice is ours, day by day,
moment by moment....
dare to live!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Fear
I see you looking over your shoulder
Tell me who do you think's out there
You're reaching for your four leaf clover
But baby there ain't no luck down there
I swear that there's no heart in this city
It's here the slogan reads "Do your time" everybody's doing their sentence
It's just there ain't nobody here
Who knows just what's the crime
I watched my father live a lie here
I'd rather die than fade away
I read the rules
And yeah I know them
Still you ain't ever gonna
Make me play the game of Fear Fear Fear Fear
Running with the rats
Through the city
Makes you feel like you're a partner in crime
Girl once you won't stop to watch
That little girl did
Hey baby won't you stop and hear me
Just being here we're breathing heart attacks
We can run and chase
The setting sun we can run
And we won't ever look back
Take my hand I know we'll make it
I'll let nothing slow us down I know you want to curse
This place but there's only
One thing that's stopping us now
Fear fear fear Of a new thing Fear fear fear
Of the brass ring
You ain't one for taking chances
You work and live and breathe that 9 to 5
Still that's what you call living
That's surviving to me
And surviving is living to die in
Fear
song performed by by Bon Jovi from Keep The Faith
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Fear
Cracked emotions
of living with fear
Make fear your friend
Not your foe
There's nothing
to fear in life
except the fear
you give yourself
So see fear as your challenge
And live your life free
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Why Death Comes?
There is a place after life;
There is a home after death;
There is a life after life on earth,
And that is the Abode of God
Called Heaven!
It’s a place of joy alone;
It’s a place devoid of sorrows;
It’s a place that’s free from pain and sin;
It’s a place that’s very pure;
It’s a place where sufferings are unknown;
It’s a place of everlasting joy;
It’s a place of commune with God-
Eternity is its name!
Death gives rest to souls that depart;
Death gives reprieve from earthly woes;
Death is the only way to God’s Abode;
Death heralds the resurrection of souls!
When death comes, why should we fear?
Death is the one way to Heaven;
But when it comes, our soul must be prepared,
And if that is done, why bother?
Miracles can be wrought by God;
Prayers can bring miracles through;
Yet, a sea of fervent appeals from souls,
May not keep back a single soul
For a time longer than
What God has pre-destined!
Because, God knows each heart;
God knows each soul;
God knows our sufferings,
And the ideal time to deliver
All.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-2-2005
poem by John Celes
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Lost...
As I live my life I feel just desperation,
When this life should be filled with exhilaration.
Our gift has been wasted through doubt and fear,
Alone and afraid we are standing here...
This world is filled with nought but self desire,
Each day it drags us deeper into the mire.
Day after day we think of us and not another,
Was this the lesson taught us by our mother? ...
This world could be such a blessed place,
It's made each day by the smile on our face.
Yet time after time this world we try to burn,
How many more chances can we earn? ...
Yet if we realise we're all the same tribe,
A new passage in existence we could scribe.
When we work out that we're sister and brother,
Perhaps we can finally live with one another...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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