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Right Now

Maybe its the movies, maybe its the books
Maybe its the government and all the other crooks
Maybe its the drugs, maybe its the parents
Maybe its the gangs, or the colors that were wearin
Maybe its the high schools, maybe its the teachers
Tattoos, pipe bombs underneath the bleachers
Maybe its the music, maybe its the crack
Maybe its the bible, or could it be the lack
Come on people, now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another, right now...right now
Okay, maybe its the papers, maybe its the family
Maybe its the internet, radio, tv
Maybe its the president, maybe its the last one
Maybe its the one before that
Maybe its the athletes, maybe its the dads
Maybe its the sports fans, agents, fads
Maybe its the homeless, aliens, immigrants
Maybe its life, dont tell me that its imminent
Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
You gotta love one another
Maybe its the fallout, maybe its the ozone
Maybe its the chemicals, the radiation, cell phones
Maybe its the magazines, maybe it the next page
Lotteries, fast food, bad news, road rage
Maybe it the unions, big business
Maybe its the kkk and the skinheads
Maybe its the daughters, maybe its the sons
Maybe its the brothers of the mothers or the guns
Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
Come on people now
Smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
(you know, if we dont talk about it
It aint gonna get better)
We gotta love one another
(so, whadda say, lets talk)
Maybe its the parks, maybe its the sex
Maybe its the talk shows, maybe its a reflex
Maybe its the taxes, maybe its the system
Judges, lawyers, prisons
Maybe its the catholics, maybe its the protestants
Maybe its the addicts, and the hippies and communists
Maybe its a fashion, maybe its a trend
Maybe its the future... maybe its the end

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The Break Away

Your daisies have come
on the day of my divorce:
the courtroom a cement box,
a gas chamber for the infectious Jew in me
and a perhaps land, a possibly promised land
for the Jew in me,
but still a betrayal room for the till-death-do-us—
and yet a death, as in the unlocking of scissors
that makes the now separate parts useless,
even to cut each other up as we did yearly
under the crayoned-in sun.
The courtroom keeps squashing our lives as they break
into two cans ready for recycling,
flattened tin humans
and a tin law,
even for my twenty-five years of hanging on
by my teeth as I once saw at Ringling Brothers.
The gray room:
Judge, lawyer, witness
and me and invisible Skeezix,
and all the other torn
enduring the bewilderments
of their division.

Your daisies have come
on the day of my divorce.
They arrive like round yellow fish,
sucking with love at the coral of our love.
Yet they wait,
in their short time,
like little utero half-borns,
half killed, thin and bone soft.
They breathe the air that stands
for twenty-five illicit days,
the sun crawling inside the sheets,
the moon spinning like a tornado
in the washbowl,
and we orchestrated them both,
calling ourselves TWO CAMP DIRECTORS.
There was a song, our song on your cassette,
that played over and over
and baptised the prodigals.
It spoke the unspeakable,
as the rain will on an attic roof,
letting the animal join its soul
as we kneeled before a miracle-
forgetting its knife.

The daisies confer
in the old-married kitchen
papered with blue and green chefs
who call out pies, cookies, yummy,
at the charcoal and cigarette smoke
they wear like a yellowy salve.
The daisies absorb it all-
the twenty-five-year-old sanctioned love
(If one could call such handfuls of fists
and immobile arms that!)
and on this day my world rips itself up
while the country unfastens along
with its perjuring king and his court.
It unfastens into an abortion of belief,
as in me-
the legal rift-
as on might do with the daisies
but does not
for they stand for a love
undergoihng open heart surgery
that might take
if one prayed tough enough.
And yet I demand,
even in prayer,
that I am not a thief,
a mugger of need,
and that your heart survive
on its own,
belonging only to itself,
whole, entirely whole,
and workable
in its dark cavern under your ribs.

I pray it will know truth,
if truth catches in its cup
and yet I pray, as a child would,
that the surgery take.

I dream it is taking.
Next I dream the love is swallowing itself.
Next I dream the love is made of glass,
glass coming through the telephone
that is breaking slowly,
day by day, into my ear.
Next I dream that I put on the love
like a lifejacket and we float,
jacket and I,
we bounce on that priest-blue.
We are as light as a cat's ear
and it is safe,
safe far too long!
And I awaken quickly and go to the opposite window
and peer down at the moon in the pond
and know that beauty has walked over my head,
into this bedroom and out,
flowing out through the window screen,
dropping deep into the water
to hide.

I will observe the daisies
fade and dry up
wuntil they become flour,
snowing themselves onto the table
beside the drone of the refrigerator,
beside the radio playing Frankie
(as often as FM will allow)
snowing lightly, a tremor sinking from the ceiling-
as twenty-five years split from my side
like a growth that I sliced off like a melanoma.

It is six P.M. as I water these tiny weeds
and their little half-life,
their numbered days
that raged like a secret radio,
recalling love that I picked up innocently,
yet guiltily,
as my five-year-old daughter
picked gum off the sidewalk
and it became suddenly an elastic miracle.

For me it was love found
like a diamond
where carrots grow-
the glint of diamond on a plane wing,
meaning: DANGER! THICK ICE!
but the good crunch of that orange,
the diamond, the carrot,
both with four million years of resurrecting dirt,
and the love,
although Adam did not know the word,
the love of Adam
obeying his sudden gift.

You, who sought me for nine years,
in stories made up in front of your naked mirror
or walking through rooms of fog women,
you trying to forget the mother
who built guilt with the lumber of a locked door
as she sobbed her soured mild and fed you loss
through the keyhole,
you who wrote out your own birth
and built it with your own poems,
your own lumber, your own keyhole,
into the trunk and leaves of your manhood,
you, who fell into my words, years
before you fell into me (the other,
both the Camp Director and the camper),
you who baited your hook with wide-awake dreams,
and calls and letters and once a luncheon,
and twice a reading by me for you.
But I wouldn't!

Yet this year,
yanking off all past years,
I took the bait
and was pulled upward, upward,
into the sky and was held by the sun-
the quick wonder of its yellow lap-
and became a woman who learned her own shin
and dug into her soul and found it full,
and you became a man who learned his won skin
and dug into his manhood, his humanhood
and found you were as real as a baker
or a seer
and we became a home,
up into the elbows of each other's soul,
without knowing-
an invisible purchase-
that inhabits our house forever.

We were
blessed by the House-Die
by the altar of the color T.V.
and somehow managed to make a tiny marriage,
a tiny marriage
called belief,
as in the child's belief in the tooth fairy,
so close to absolute,
so daft within a year or two.
The daisies have come
for the last time.
And I who have,
each year of my life,
spoken to the tooth fairy,
believing in her,
even when I was her,
am helpless to stop your daisies from dying,
although your voice cries into the telephone:
Marry me! Marry me!
and my voice speaks onto these keys tonight:
The love is in dark trouble!
The love is starting to die,
right now-
we are in the process of it.
The empty process of it.

I see two deaths,
and the two men plod toward the mortuary of my heart,
and though I willed one away in court today
and I whisper dreams and birthdays into the other,
they both die like waves breaking over me
and I am drowning a little,
but always swimming
among the pillows and stones of the breakwater.
And though your daisies are an unwanted death,
I wade through the smell of their cancer
and recognize the prognosis,
its cartful of loss-

I say now,
you gave what you could.
It was quite a ferris wheel to spin on!
and the dead city of my marriage
seems less important
than the fact that the daisies came weekly,
over and over,
likes kisses that can't stop themselves.

There sit two deaths on November 5th, 1973.
Let one be forgotten-
Bury it! Wall it up!
But let me not forget the man
of my child-like flowers
though he sinks into the fog of Lake Superior,
he remains, his fingers the marvel
of fourth of July sparklers,
his furious ice cream cones of licking,
remains to cool my forehead with a washcloth
when I sweat into the bathtub of his being.

For the rest that is left:
name it gentle,
as gentle as radishes inhabiting
their short life in the earth,
name it gentle,
gentle as old friends waving so long at the window,
or in the drive,
name it gentle as maple wings singing
themselves upon the pond outside,
as sensuous as the mother-yellow in the pond,
that night that it was ours,
when our bodies floated and bumped
in moon water and the cicadas
called out like tongues.

Let such as this
be resurrected in all men
whenever they mold their days and nights
as when for twenty-five days and nights you molded mine
and planted the seed that dives into my God
and will do so forever
no matter how often I sweep the floor.

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Something Else

A look a-there
Here she comes
Here comes that girl again
Wanting to date her
Since I dont know when
But she dont notice me when I pass
She goes with all the guys from a-out of my class
But that aint stopping me from thinking to myself
Shes sure [good] looking man
Shes something else
A look a- there
cross the street
Theres a car made just for me
To own that car
Would be a luxury
But right now I cant afford the gas
A brand new convertible is out of my class
But that aint stopping me from thinking to myself
That cars good looking man
Its something else
Hey look a-there
Just wait and see
Work hard and save my dough
Ill buy that car
I can roll up and show
Get me that girl and well go riding around
Well look real sharp with a black top down
I keep right on a-dreaming and a-thinking to myself
When it all comes true man
Shes something else
Look a-here
Whats all this?
Never thought I do this before
But here I am a-knocking on her door
My cars out front and its all mine
Its a [sixty-seven] job not a fifty nine
I got that girl and Im a-thinking to myself
Shes [good] looking man
Shes something e

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The Magic in Right Now

I'd pray for tomorrow,
if I thought that it'd be better
I'd wish for yesterday,
if I thought that it could measure
up.
But I don't want to lose the magic in right now.
in this moment, in this time,
the glitter of hope
and the beauty of the rhyme
the feeling of amusement
and the wonder of it all,
there's a magic in right now.

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What Is Needed Most Right Now

'That number multiplied by itself
Is no further than the previous number
Added to it!
5x5=25
6x6=36
Five plus six is eleven, right?
Add eleven onto 25 and you have 6x6!
Or subtract eleven from 36 and you will have 25! '

Why isn't mathematics taught that way?
In our schools?

'It would start an avalanche of thinkers...
And what is needed most right now,
Is a supply of more gullible people!
And 'that' we seem to be losing ground on.
That is becoming low in supply...
And ignorance spreads like wild fire!
Why?
We wonder.
WHO is subduing the process of thought?
They are 'not' doing a good job at that at all!
'Thinking Stinks'
And that is the message we want to send!
Critical thinking is not in demand.
We must create fresh beliefs
Before we lose the land! '

Good luck...
You lost me with this one!
Wake me up for recess!

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Right Now (Taste The Victory)

Are you ready for me?
Yeah? I Thought So
No, Nothing will stop it
You can waste your time
Yeah you feel desire
You made up your mind
Feel it, Taste the victory
Feel it, Burning
Burning inside of me
Right Now (Hey)
I will be your champion
This is where we belong
Making it happen, now (Hey)
Nothing will stop us
Won't pull us under
It's gonna start
Right Now
There is no end to this, no
As far as I can see
And we will not falter (will not falter)
Yeah, we can share the dream
Feel it, Taste the victory
Feel it, Burning
Burning inside of me
Right Now (Hey)
I will be your champion
This is where we belong
Making it happen, now (Hey)
Nothing will stop us
Won't pull us under
It's gonna start
Right Now
Here we go (Who, Who said that) [x3]
Here we go
You wanna do this?
Right Now (Hey)
I will be your champion
This is where we belong
Making it happen, now (Hey)
Nothing will stop us
Won't pull us under
It's gonna start
Right Now (Hey)
I will be your champion
This is where we belong
Making it happen, now (Hey)
Nothing will stop us
Won't pull us under
It's gonna start
It's gonna start
Right Now
Share The Dream

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The World Is My Therapist And I'm In Counseling Right Now

Got my share of ugly, done did and said things I ain't proud of, I mean some ugly things, but what a real man does is ask God for forgiveness and whoever he have wrong.

We ain't perfect, we gonna make wrong decisions and sometimes even hurt people we love

For whatever reason it maybe, we do or say things that affect our lives forever and it sometimes changes our lives putting us a different course

The world is my therapist and I'm in counseling right now

Got a lot of hurt, anger, and frustrations in my life, the war in Liberia how traumatizing it was, life in America how hard and trial it can sometime be, interpersonal problems, such as people trying to break up your parents marriage, and then on top of that your own personal love problems and battling financial confidence

The world is my therapist and I'm in counseling right now

We may sometimes bend all the the way to the end but I never break, I never break......

Stronger than any rubber band or any bamboo reef, or better a diamond in a rough, I was made through extreme heat pressure, made harder than African Ivory and Tennessee marble

The world is my therapist and I'm in counseling right now


Yeah, tell me what's wrong with me, pick me out, pick me in, dissect me, tell me what I did wrong and tell me where I went wrong,
So at the end of day when all else fails and people right you off, God will be the only there and to hear you out

Perfection is what I am really striving for honestly. All these sleepless nights for different reasons,
So don't judge me for my flurries because I don't have any worries, as we say in Liberia, seeke fa fair, what's for you shall see your face

The world is my therapist and I'm in counseling right now

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Why Not A Poem Right Now

WHY NOT A POEM RIGHT NOW?

Why not a poem right now
When the errands are pressing to be done
And the world is wasting and spending?

Why not a poem right now
Before the house falls down
Because no
has labored patiently
to keep it up?


Why not a poem right now
To escape from life
To a bit of beauty
That pays for nothing
And supports and sustains
No one he loves?

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Right Here Right Now

Ooh yeah

Wondering how our love just slipped away
Was it something that we didn't say
Could it be that you need what I never could've been
For you my baby

Now you're taking the time to think it through
This can't be the end for me and you
On my mind all the time
I still want you by my side
Baby

And I realised
(Now you're wanting me)
Something deep inside
(Feelin' so good)
Every day and night
(How you make me feel)
And I'll be there always

Right here

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Right Now

The daylight rips at my naked thoughts
A hundred miles an hour
But Im still lost right now
We think we know just who we are
But sometimes I think weve gone too far
Right now ... right now
In my head all my engines die
And its scraping pieces out of the sky right now
Once I thought I had figured it out
In dream I knew what it was all about
My life and times are lyin on the floor
I aint never walkin through there no more
And Im walking down this highway
I dont know the year, I dont know the day

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(Freedom poems) Right now.This morning

Right now.This morning
You can hear the eagle
and the raven chattering
no end
And deciding to pursue
not the
heated discourse further
off
They soar to cleanse
their souls
in the flames of the fire
of the sun
Do not snare them now
The quest for freedom
burns in their eternal hearts
Right now.This morning
You come with me baby
And I swear I'll take you
where you never dreamed you
Could reach out and shrouded
by the mystery of it all
I will set you free
To claim your liberty
In the just universe

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Right Now

[Nat]
Makin it real that I want it
Is makin you see that you know what I need
Your breakin the rules cos you want it
There's so much - you can do - that will make me see that

[Liz]
Makin the love that adore you (baby)
Is makin the most of the way that I feel
I'm taken a chance movin for ya
Cos when you touch - me I just - can't believe that it's real

[CHORUS:]
So come on baby do it to me good now
Do it to me slowly (oh yeah)
Be the one and only (oh'oh yeah)
And do it to me right now (baby

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Right Now

She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
Slowly driving me insane
But now that's over

So what if the sex was great
Just a temporary escape
Another thing I grew to hate
But now that's over

Why you always kick me when I'm high
Knock me down till we see eye to eye
Figured her out I know she
May not be Miss Right but she'll do right now

I used to hang on every word
Each lie was more absurd
Kept me so insecure
But now that's over

She taught me how to trust
And to believe in us
And then she taught me how to cuss ... that bitch!
It's over

I used to be such a nice boy

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Right Here Right Now (Tony King 12'' Mix)

[1:]
My desire's getting stronger
I can't hold back any longer
Next to me you belong
Now I'm living for the moment
When you're gonna come on over to me
[CHORUS:]
'Cos I want you to be
Right here right now
I believe
You were meant to be
Right here right now
Right here right now
[2:]
I can't fight the situation
I'm giving in to
Your temptation
Every time I see your face
I need you more and more
When are you gonna come on over to me
[CHORUS:]
[repeat 2 times]
'Cos I want you to be
Right here right now
'Cos I want you to be
Now I'm living for the moment
When you're gonna come over to me
[CHORUS:]
[repeat & fade]

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Love Sonnet 42 My love may now be looking at the moon,

My love may now be looking at the moon,
Thinking that there I also gaze tonight,
And this, she has to know so very soon,
That on those times, she had always been right;
If by the moonlight, she did find a rose,
The sort I give in exchange for her kiss,
She only have to smell and hold it close,
The kiss and me she would not so much miss;
And when later, cold winds would start to blow,
A coat of virgin wool would hold her grace,
And may resemble white untrodden snow,
And remind as well of my warm embrace;
....The moon should not so much as waste its lights,
....As previous weeks have hearts in darkened nights.

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Right Here, Right Now

Written: stocke waterman, kylie minogue
1:
My desires getting stronger
I cant hold back any longer
Next to me you belong
Now Im living for the moment
When youre gonna come on over to me
Chorus:
cos I want you to be
Right here right now
I believe
You were meant to be
Right here right now
Right here right now
2:
I cant fight the situation
Im giving in to
Your temptation
Every time I see your face
I need you more and more
When are you gonna come on over to me
Chorus:
(repeat 2 times)
cos I want you to be
Right here right now
cos I want you to be
Now Im living for the moment
When youre gonna come over to me
Chorus:
(repeat & fade)

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Sonnet: So, Change Your Heart Right Now

You cannot have your sinful friends for long;
You cannot be both good and bad forev’r;
You cannot sing all life, a joyful song;
You cannot ignore God as your Master.

Your worldly wisdom cannot save your soul;
You cannot sin for long without God’s fear;
Just heed your conscience; change your earthly role,
And change your heart right now, my brother dear.

God’s patience may not last for next moment;
The Maker’s rod may come upon you soon;
Give up your sinful habits and repent;
Not far off is your night without a moon!

Remember man, your soul needs care today;
Atone; repent; amend your life this day.

Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-10-2008

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In The Process Of Repression

in the process of
repression
or suppression
of feelings

there is no
difference
the body
gets sick
in the end

the eyes
choose to sleep
in the wrong ours
to diminish
the pain
to look for dreams
as cure

the hands tremble
at the end
how they have
always wanted
to keep in
touch to touch
and be touched
and perspire
and cool
and be warm
and loving

the body gets
crazy the desire
is simply
irresistible
and then the
world turns
topsy-turvy
like a bat
of the night

it relies on sound
not on sight
goes out
of the dark night
now wanting
to sip blood
instead of
the cooling waters
of love

do not blame
me or anybody
they too have
this and that
they too are
sick and dying

broken hearts
and shattered minds
loss of splendor
of soft grasses
flower petals
that wilt and never
for once
ever bloom

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Right Now I Feel a Chill

You,
And your 'ALL ABOUT ME' attitude bores.
Your self obsession with self and 'exterior' virtues...
Have stretched beyond limits.
And...
This is no longer considered as an affliction,
Of mental illness.

Something inside of you does not connect,
And is missing.
It does not exist.
And the value of what is not there but gone...
Is obvious 'it' was never there for you to have a clue.

I use to think it was me who could not express,
At times...empathy!
However,
I have never been accused of being heartless.
And when I think of you...
That is the first thing that enters my mind!

In fact,
Right now I feel a chill.
And I have yet to open the door,
To request you now exit to leave!
Please...
No cold icy to throw,
Eye staring daggers.
And...
No need for me to be less than cordial about this.
Is it?
Or reason you wish to prolong this visit?
Is it?

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Heaven Right Now

She's everything
a married man
should look for in a girl
She's married too
but not to you
and that's part of the thrill
She's the one who makes you feel alright
Her alibi's your alibi - it's watertight
She's old enough
to know of love
and know that this is not
But young enough
to not be willing
to settle for what she's got
She's the one who makes you feel alright
Her alibi's your alibi - it's watertight
And if you get caught
you're going to hell
but it's heaven right now
She's the one who makes you feel alright
Her alibi's your alibi - it's watertight
She's everything
a married man
should look for in a girl
She's married too
but not to you
and that's part of the thrill
She's the one who makes you feel alright
Her alibi's your alibi - it's watertight
She's the one who makes you feel alright
Her alibi's your alibi - it's watertight
Oh, and you're going to hell
but it's heaven right now

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