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It is better to be the victim of injustice than to be unjust yourself.

Cameroonian proverbs
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(Choices Poem) Circumstances Unending

If you had to choose what would you do
Circumstances unending
A victim of life
A victim of death
A victim of compromises
A heart in pain either way.
To make your world a little more okay

To let the one you love go for the better
Or the happiness of poverty in suffering
Like a mother choosing for a child
you must make the decision out of true love.
Forever the greater good.
The eagle looks upon us all with his eyes.
Only if I could see it that way.

If you had to choose what would you do
Circumstances unending
A victim of life
A victim of death
A victim of compromises
A heart in pain either way.
To make your world a little more okay

When you do such a thing their is no going back
Chasing after something you threw away.
All in a attempt to be the better man.
The homeless playing a game of kick the can.
Nobody ever wins.
It is to pass time as it will always do.

If you had to choose what would you do
Circumstances unending
A victim of life
A victim of death
A victim of compromises
A heart in pain either way.
To make your world a little more okay

Regret and bitter
Feelings that will never sit well with you
Your determined to overcome, and it not be prolonged
She is gone.
Forever a bad choice.
That you wouldn't want to change.

If you had to choose what would you do
Circumstances unending
A victim of life
A victim of death

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poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Just Another Victim

ARTIST Helmet
@ARTIST House of Pain
Victimized
But you're in bed
Stumble out
and run dead
If it ever paid
To sell (a?) (start?) (star? *sigh*)
Enviroment
make you smart
Just another victim
Just another victim
Just another victim, kid
I heard it once
but not before
(taking? or begging?) off
and livin bored
my hands are tied
webbed feet again
fell in behind
and claim us dead(?)
Just another victim
Just another victim, (says something that starts with an S, or
has an S in it? :)
Just another victim
Cast this
(?)
Give it up
I'll lie to you
(Blamin? Flamin? Played in?) Flame this
(?)
Pointed finger
You fall apart
Just another victim
Just another victim
Just another victim
(fade to HOP)
You played yourself now you point the finger
How i've robbed and raped ya, bruised and scraped ya
but those are just lies, cause in your eyes you've been victimized
It's how you size it up, you disguise it up, and try to make it look real
To cover up the low self esteem you feel
Introspection an afterthought, swimmin in guilt your favorite sport
But now you're caught up in the undertow, you never knew a man could sink
so low
But now you know, cause you're John Doe
In a black bag a tag on your toe
I built the House
I felt the Pain
You're victimized but got no one to blame

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song performed by Helmet
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Victim Of Love

(coverdale)
Im down on love
An I dont give a damn,
I take my chances
Whenever I can
Like a lamb to the slaughter,
Another sacrifice,
For giving love to woman
With a heart stone cold as ice
Im down on love
An Im clean out of pain,
I aint no stranger
To the crying game
Too scared to suffer,
An too blind to see,
But, I played with fire
An I got what was coming to me
Now, one more heartache
Dont bother me,
Just one more lonely night
To drown in misery
I am a victim of love,
A victim of love,
Lord, I never thought
Id be a victim of love
Victim of love, victim of love,
Lord, I never thought
Id be a victim of love
Im down on love
An I feel like a fool
To beg for mercy
cos I broke the rules
So do me no favours
With your cool advice,
I know the losing cost,
An Ill pay the price
One more heartache
Dont bother me
One more lonely night
To drown in misery
I am a victim of love,
A victim of love,
Lord, I never thought
Id be a victim of love
Victim of love,
A victim of love,
Lord, I never thought
Id be a victim of love
One more heartache
Dont bother me

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song performed by Whitesnake
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Everybody's A Victim

Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
I demand recompense
For sitting on the fence
Throughout my adult life
You've got to put my parents in jail
For raising me in Fife
It doesn't matter what I do
You have to say it's alright
And I need you to send somebody around
To tuck me in at night
Because...
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Well it's not my fault
That I'm positive
I just stuck a needle in my arm
And nobody told me
That sixty a day
Would do me any harm
My liver's shrivelling like a leaf
But it's not the whisky that doo's it
Call me irresponsible
And I'm really going to lose it
Because...
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Wear a ribbon for this
Hug a stranger for that
Light a candle to the dead
And soon you'll forget
That you ever had
A brain inside our head
We value everythin the same
We turn it into farce
So we don't know a crisis
'Till it kicks us up the arse
Because...
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way

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song performed by Proclaimers
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Blame the Victim

Blame the victim.
Steal from them.
Blame the victim.
Isolate them.
Blame the victim.
And use this as your defense.
Blame the victim.
If it enhances your life,
With a purpose meant.

Blame the victim.
Steal from them.
Blame the victim.
Isolate them.
Blame the victim.
And use this as your defense.
Blame the victim.
If it enhances your life,
With a purpose meant.

Blame the victim.
If it enhances your life,
With a purpose meant.

Blame the victim.
If it enhances your life,
With a purpose meant.

Blame the victim.
If it enhances your life,
With a purpose meant.

Blame the victim.
Blame the victim.
Blame the victim.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Victim Of Love

Victim
She can take you
Anywhere she wants to
She can show you things,
That make you weak
She can make you think,
That youre the only one,
She can steal your heart,
With just one wink,
Why shell hold ya tight,
And she wont let go,
Shell make it last and shell make it slow,
She tell you things that you should not know,
Cause your the victim, the victim of lo-o-ove,
Framed by the night, touched by the glove,
Your the victim, the victim of love,
She can freeze you, when she doesnt want to talk,
She can work it on in, yea she can go take a walk,
She can have or leave it, she can do the skidoo-o ,
Well you better believe it, shes having fun on you,
She can hold you tight,
And she wont let go,
Shell make it last and shell make it slow,
Shell tell you things you should not know,
Cause your the victim, victim of lo-o-ove,
Framed by the night, touched by the glove,
Your the vic-tim, victim of lo-o-ove,
Thats right,
Oh when shes calling you out,
You better run to her-er,
When shes just falling out,
Youd better care,
Oh when she needs somebody,
Oh you better run to her-er,
Oh when she gives in too soon,
Its just not fair.
Oh well shell hold you tight,
And she wont let go,
Shell make it last and shell make it last ,
And shell make it slow-o,
Shell whisper things,
Youd never know,
Cause you the victim, yea,
Victim of lo-o-ove,
Youre framed by the night,
And touched by love,
Youre the vic-tim,
Victim of lo-o-ove,
(repeat, fade.)

song performed by Cars
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The Victim In Me

On the radar again.
Scope it out.
Stealth to the extreme.

Oh how their is a victim in me.
I know what I'd do put in the position.
I know how I would do it.
Reading minds.

On the radar again.
Scope it out.
Stealth to the extreme.

Oh how their is a victim in me.
Coordinating the attack.
Knowing they won't be able to do jack.
How I love the powerless.

On the radar again.
Scope it out.
Stealth to the extreme.

Oh how their is a victim in me.
Can feel the desperation.
Can you see the celebration.
The joyous occasion of misery.

On the radar again.
Scope it out.
Stealth to the extreme.

Oh how their is a victim in me.
On the retreat.
A sign of defeat.
Isn't it neat.
The blood flows right beneath your feet.

On the radar again.
Scope it out.
Stealth to the extreme.

Oh how their is a victim in me.
It's never easy for a king to capture his throne.
Be careful of mercy.
Be you not considered weak.

On the radar again.
Scope it out.
Stealth to the extreme.

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poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Victim of his own Success

Man, victim of his own success, must fast grasp opportunity
to offer all equality of chances and advances stress
as the ability to press for rights for disability
the strong ignore, or fail to bless.

Man, victim of his own success, does not deserve impunity
when biosphere supportive he still stifles in the name of, - guess, -
‘Democracy’, free-choice oppress through ways of ta[l]king liberty
as only freedom to repress.

Man, victim of his own success, - tale’s pun, - few marks of modesty
retains, yet with anxiety observes galactic game of chess
while most Earth’s problems won’t address. This manifest dichotomy
highlights concerns we should assess.

Man, victim of his own success, needs to transcend his history
predative, channel energy towards solutions which suppress
his immaturity, redress the balance of society,
extend awareness free from stress.

Man, victim of his own success, must sail beyond tsunami he
created to a safer sea where winds of change may not express
a whirlwind strange that all confess none can control. Society
must change or soon will sink, regress.

Man, victim of his own success, must map return to sanity,
respect with assiduity the planet’s need to convalesce,
create conditions which attest acceptance by humanity
of overview which won’t aggress.

Man, victim of his own success, must understand ecology
requires intrinsic harmony, may join “I wish” to “I possess”
providing much more, - never less, - is harvested with equity,
without the urge to dispossess.

Man, victim of his own success should heed the lessons most agree
accompany pride’s apogee, and not attempt to second guess
the seasons’ reasons or finesse. Where just fat few progress we see
misuse far more than maladdresse.

Man, victim of his own success, beyond base skills of repartee,
should take time off from Time to key into distortions which transgress
ideals which should not ever stress the views of tight community
or vested interests. Nonetheless, -

Man, victim of his own success, must meet the challenges that he
has catalyzed - calamity around the corner waits unless
he acts - declines to acquiesque with urbane equanimity, -
protects his progeny’s success…

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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I Will Over Come, With Adversity In Full Swing

I will overcome.
With adversity in full swing
I will rewrite it all.
Including who I am.
Destroying the victim
Becoming the savior.
There is just no victim here
Never again.

Listen to me a I scream.
My lungs are exploding.
No more mere whispers.
No more falling on deaf ears.
Killing every once of doubt.
Dedication with greatest sensation.
A fabulous celebration.

I will overcome.
With adversity in full swing
I will rewrite it all.
Including who I am.
Destroying the victim
Becoming the savior.
There is just no victim here
Never again.

My soul burns as never before
This is my new heaven
This is my new hell.
And all I want is more.
An undying hunger as the clock strikes eleven
This is no longer my dirty dusty old shell.

I will overcome.
With adversity in full swing
I will rewrite it all.
Including who I am.
Destroying the victim
Becoming the savior.
There is just no victim here
Never again.

I'm no longer a man in hiding
I am a man now confiding
With every secret we go deeper
The mountain is now getting steeper
So I tie my boot
And I ready my rifle to shoot

I will overcome.

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poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Victim For Your Love

(myles goodwyn)
Published by slalom publishing co. - bmi
So many times Ive loved you
And now I dont even know you
Im just a victim for your love
And having my whole world fall down
And finding the strength to go on
Cause Im just a victim for your love
And Im not the one youre thinkin of
Im just a victim for your love
I thought our love was growin strong
Growing each day, well I was wrong
Then having my whole world fall down
And finding the strength to go on
Cause Im just a victim for your love
And Im not the one youre thinkin of
Im just a victim for your love
And Im not the one youre thinkin of, no
Im just a man with a broken heart, oh no
Im just a man with no place to start, oh yeah
I was a victim for your love
Dont break my heart, dont cause me pain
Comfort me love, hold back the rain, oh no
Im just a man with a broken heart, oh no
Im just a man with no place to start, oh yeah
I was a victim for your love, ooh
And Im not the one youre thinkin of
Im just a victim for your love
And Im not the one youre thinkin of
Im just a victim for your love

song performed by April Wine
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Silence of the victim

I was a victim.
I am not any longer.
But within my head and heart I still am the victim.
I cant forget nor can I move on.
I never spoke out.
I had the silence of a victim.
To afraid to speak.

Silence of the victim.
I didnt speak untill it was to late.
More crap followed.
I put my family in danger.
I should of kept shut.
Most of it never was told.
Cos I had the silence of the victim.
Never did dare to speak.

To be the victim
It was hard.
But still I seem to be that victim.
I cant move on.
I am weak

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Causal Chains - Victims

Causal Chains - Victims

I

Crash victims are constrained to change of plan,
their karmic threads led to one time, one place,
who won nor great renown, nor state of grace,
no statement made, no grade, - trapped also-ran.

Smash victims: ordinary girl or man
whose function filled a causal void to trace
world's tipping point as joint between Earth, space,
catalyzing universal plan.

Dash victims subject to a searching scan,
still fill a fulcrum role on which to base
a change of pace for all the human race
tripping switch to hitch 'we wish', 'we can! '

Though victims' stars from headlines disappeared
flash accident safe guidelines pionneered...

II

Crash victim once was mother of fair five
who now mourn visage torn before its time
from hearth and home to starry dome - alive
remaining in hearts aching at that crime.

Smash victim, mother to statistic turned
by accident as luck and life ebbed out,
dust dust returned ignores love's merits earned
ensuring offspring should not do without.

Dash victim seem both she who saw hopes crushed
and he who rushed towards unwanted fate,
mirth into earth conveyed light laughter hushed -
two families impacted on that date.

Both mourning irresponsibility
can't put clocks back, derail eternity.

III

Crushed victim seemed an ordinary man
whose sojourn saw so few fond hopes come true,
who met forgetfulness out of the blue -
banns cancelled out by error all should ban.

Smash victim seemed an ordinary man

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Victim Of The Modern Heart

Ian prince
I took this long to find you
Now I do nothing buth think about you
And though I feel this way
Youre telling me its wrong
Its more than mere insinuation
And far beyond my imagination
If you cant tell yourself allow me
To be strong
You wont believe but I can see
It in you eyes
(chorus)
Youre a victim of the modern heart
In your own way afraid of falling in love
A victim of the modern heart
You turn away instead of calling it love
Its love-its love
Its not the way you planned it
Theres nothing that you can do about it
And if you feel the same why must you
Play along
Youve got him on your mind
But Ill be there sometime
(chorus)
Youre a victim of the modern heart
In your own way afraid of falling in love
A victim of the modern heart
You turn away instead of calling it love
Its love-its love
You wont believe but I can see
It in your eyes
Youre a victim of the modern heart
In your own way afraid of falling in love
A victim of the modern heart
You turn away instead of calling it love
Its love-its love
(repeat chorus to fade)

song performed by Earth Wind And Fire
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Someone To Love

Darling i, I was a fool, oh what a fool, I thought you were cool,
Now Im a victim of things that you do,
I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim of love.
Lonely nights, spent all alone by a lonesome telephone,
You never called, youd never come,
I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim for love.
Darling i, I was a fool and so you used me just like a clown,
Oh I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim for love.
Mon cherie, jetais une folle, completement conne, tu netais pas con.
Je veux te baiser, tu le mal que tu mas fait,
Oh I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim for love.
Why did you let go? why did I lose,
When did love slip away, I though we were always going to stay,
Oh baby, where were you when I needed you,
Oh I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim of love.

song performed by Grace Jones
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Victim Of The Game

(written by garth brooks and mark d. sanders)
It took a little time
But I guess you finally learned
That promises get broken
And bridges do get burned
Youve been sittin through the ashes
Just tryin to find a flame
Holdin on to nothin
Youre a victim of the game
You were standin way too close
To see it fall apart
There were things you couldnt hear
cause you were listenin with your heart
You cant say I didnt warn you
Now theres no one else to blame
Theres no one quite as blind
As a victim of the game
And it dont matter who you are
It treats everyone the same
All you needs a heart
To be a victim of the game
You know its really gettin to you
When you take to tellin lies
You can try to fool your friends
But you cant look em in the eye
There aint no standin tall
In the shadow of the shame
When everybody knows
That youre a victim of the game
And it dont matter who you are
It treats everyone the same
All you needs a heart
To be a victim of the game
When I look into your eyes
I can really feel the pain
Starin in the mirror
At a victim of the game

song performed by Trisha Yearwood
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Bullets And Kisses

My bullets are kisses.
Let me send them to everyone of you.
Let them poison the very essence of your soul.
Let me claim another victim.
Let me dig another grave of the forgotten.
Memories dead, stale, and rotten.

Heat seeking missile are only sent destroy.
Man less drones are deployed.
Books to a religion burned.
Peace will be destroyed.
It is impossible to avoid.
Unrest on steroids.

My bullets are kisses.
Let me send them to everyone of you.
Let them poison the very essence of your soul.
Let me claim another victim.
Let me dig another grave of the forgotten.
Memories dead, stale, and rotten.

You want to trust and be trusted.
But you have no understanding of a culture.
You disrespect it everyday.
You create martyrs by your mistakes.
With every action you make it just escalates.
Fear spreads like fire in a very drought ridden forest.
Let me ask you how do you plan on exactly putting out?

My bullets are kisses.
Let me send them to everyone of you.
Let them poison the very essence of your soul.
Let me claim another victim.
Let me dig another grave of the forgotten.
Memories dead, stale, and rotten.

You must get out.
It was never your responsibility.
We are not the divinity.
We are not here to save you.
With so much blood on our hands how can we still be wearing that cape?
Do we not understand what is at stake?
We just continue to create pure hate.

My bullets are kisses.
Let me send them to everyone of you.
Let them poison the very essence of your soul.
Let me claim another victim.
Let me dig another grave of the forgotten.
Memories dead, stale, and rotten.

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poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Peruvian Tales: Zilia, Tale III

PIZARRO takes possession of Cuzco--The fanaticism of VALVERDA , a
Spanish priest--Its dreadful effects--A Peruvian priest put to the tor-
ture--His Daughter's distress--He is rescued by LAS CASAS , a Spa-
nish ecclesiastic--And led to a place of safety, where he dies--His
Daughter's narration of her sufferings--Her death.

Now stern PIZARRO seeks the distant plains,
Where beauteous Cuzco lifts her golden fanes.
The meek Peruvians gaz'd in wild dismay,
Nor barr'd the dark Oppressor's sanguine way;
And soon on Cuzco, where the dawning light
Of glory shone, foretelling day more bright,
Where the young arts had shed unfolding flowers,
A scene of spreading desolation lowers!

While buried deep in everlasting shade,
That lustre sickens, and those blossoms fade.
And yet, devoted land, not gold alone,
Or dire ambition wak'd thy rising groan;
For lo! a fiercer fiend, with joy elate,
Feasts on thy suff'rings, and impels thy fate:
Fanatic Fury rears her sullen shrine,
Where vultures prey, where venom'd adders twine;
Her savage arm with purple torrents stains
Thy rocking temples, and thy falling fanes;
Her blazing torches flash the mounting fire,
She grasps the sabre, and she lights the pyre;
Her voice is thunder rending the still air,
Her glance the baleful lightning's lurid glare;
Her lips unhallow'd breathe their impious strain,
And pure Religion's sacred voice profane;
Whose precepts pity's mildest deeds approve,
Whose law is mercy, and whose soul is love.
And see, fanatic Fury wakes the storm--
She wears the stern VALVERDA'S hideous form;
His bosom never felt another's woes,
No shriek of anguish breaks its dark repose.
The temple nods--an aged form appears--
He beats his breast, he rends his silver hairs--
VALVERDA drags him from the blest abode,
Where his meek spirit humbly sought its God;
See, to his aid his child, soft ZILIA , springs,
And steeps in tears the robe to which she clings!
Now bursting from PERUVIA'S frighted throng,
Two warlike youths impetuous rush'd along;
One grasp'd his twanging bow with furious air,
While in his troubled eye sat fierce despair;
But all in vain his erring weapon flies,
Pierc'd by a thousand wounds, on earth he lies.

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poem by Helen Maria Williams
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The Victim

Between right and wrong
Black and white
War and peace
Perpetrators and victims
Passive aggressive
She is always the victim
He is always the victim
They say they are always right
Every relationship ends with being the victim
The abused one, the controlled one
Totally black and white
They hire psychologists to reinforce their game
Never have to take responsibility
They are always the clear good one
They never really stare into the mirror
Their own arrogance is never looked at
Their own violence is covered
Sexual manipulation
Black and white
Right and wrong
Gossip and slander
Poor little innocent victim

How easy we demonize one another
How easy we take the role of the good guy
How easy we make everything black and white
Make everything completely wrong and right
Pull people into our charade
Stereotype and profile
Sure some people really are extreme
Yes, some people belong in prison
But so many times we play the victim
We make the other person BAD
We do not forgive or let go
We bring our baggage into all our relationships
We profile
We play the wronged person to the hilt
We make the other person EVIL
We make ourselves GOOD
No shades of gray, no soul searching
No reality and we go looking for perfect people
No forgiveness or negotiation and compromise
We are the victim! We are completely innocent

I broke up again he abused me
What’s that now 6 in a row?
Yes! And I am so sweet and innocent

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Praying Everyday With Faith

You will not pick me as your victim,
To have me believe it.
Because I wont be the one,
To have that done.

No you will not pick me as your victim,
To have me believe it.
Because I wont be the one,
To have that done.

You will never be the one,
To ever break my faith.

Oh no.
You will never be the one,
To keep me...
Away from praying everyday with faith.

You will not pick me as your victim,
To have me believe it.
Because I wont be the one,
To have that done.

Oh no.
You will never be the one,
To keep me...
Away from praying everyday with faith.

I've been in too many battles,
With a praying everyday with faith.
To believe...
With a praying everyday with faith.
My Comforter,
Is there to provide my needs.
And everyday that I pray with faith.

Nobody,
Can take away my strength with faith.
Will deceive,
To come between me and my faith.
With a wanting me,
To believe...
I live to be a victim!

I said NOBODY,
Can take away my strength with faith.
Will deceive,
To come between me and my faith.
With a wanting me to believe...
I live to be a victim!

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Where The Birds Always Sing

The world is neither fair nor unfair
The idea is just a way for us to understand
But the world is neither fair nor unfair
So one survives
The others die
And you always want a reason why
But the world is neither just nor unjust
It's just us trying to feel that there's some sense in it
No, the world is neither just nor unjust
And though going young
So much undone
Is a tragedy for everyone
It doesn't speak a plan or any secret thing
No unseen sign or untold truth in anything...
But living on in others, in memories and dreams
Is not enough
You want everything
Another world where the sun always shines
And the birds always sing
Always sing...
The world is neither fair nor unfair
The idea is just a way for us to understand
No the world is neither fair nor unfair
So some survive
And others die
And you always want a reason why
But the world is neither just nor unjust
It's just us trying to feel that there's some sense in it
No, the world is neither just nor unjust
And though going young
So much undone
Is a tragedy for everyone
It doesn't mean there has to be a way of things
No special sense that hidden hands are pulling strings
But living on in others, in memories and dreams
Is not enough
And it never is
You always want so much more than this...
An endless sense of soul and an eternity of love
A sweet mother down below and a just father above
For living on in others, in memories and dreams
Is not enough
You want everything
Another world
Where the birds always sing
Another world
Where the sun always shines
Another world
Where nothing ever dies...

song performed by Cure
Added by Lucian Velea
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