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Tears of Pearls

And we stare each other down
like vicitms in the grind
Probing all the weakness
and hurt still left behind and we cry
The tears of pearls
We do it. Oh we do it.
Is love really the tragedy the way you
might describe?
Or would a thousand lovers
still leave you cold inside?
Make you cry...
These tears of pearls

[chorus: ]
All these mixed emotions we
keep locked away like stolen pearls
Stolen pearl devotions we
keep locked away from all the world

Your kisses are like pearls

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Oh Poem Of The Morning - Take Me Away From My Private World

OH POEM OF THE MORNING/ TAKE ME AWAY FROM MY PRIVATE WORLD

Oh poem of the morning
Take me away from my private world
Of complaints and sorrows
Griefs and fears-
Let me see the blue- sky innocent
As before we understood it scientifically
Let me feel the fresh wind
As it touches the grass with kindness
Let me humbly sense
All these small flowers on my path
As dreams-
Let me believe again
Hope again
As I did once long ago
When I did not know I was young.

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Seeing you makes my heart burn and I stop the world revolving

Seeing you my love my heart begins to burn and burn and burn
Unstoppable to fire
I pause and look at you and take a hard look at you some more

You are simply beautiful!

So beautiful to behold in my burning burning burning heart
Unstoppable to fire
I take another hard look
I stop the world revolving
To see you again and again and my heart burns and burns and burns
Till I am consumed
Looking

Just the mere idea of looking at you

You look at me
Our eyes meet

I am speechless
And look away to the other side of dangling things

The world revolves again and I with it
Leaving you because you can never be with me

In this
Revolution

Meanwhile you wonder why the place where our eyes just met smells ash
I said something just burned sometime somewhere perhaps last night or so

And so

You will never ever know

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Not Enough Love In The World

Sometimes I wonder where it is loves goes
I dont know if even heaven knows
But I know we had dreams
That didnt quite come true
And now Im not the one,
Little boy, whos keeping you
Chorus:
I was either standing in your shadow
Or blocking your light
Though I kept on trying
I could not make it right
For this girl
Theres not enough love in the world
I know people hurt you so bad
They dont know the damage
They can do, and it makes me so sad
How we knock each other down
Just like children on a playground
Even after that o sun went down
Chorus
Oh darling this is still a shady little town
And sometimes its so hard to smile
For the world, for the camera
And still you have something left
You dont have to prove nothing to nobody
Just take good care of yourself
Im not easy to live with
I know that its true
Youre no picnic either, baby
And thats one of the things
I loved about you
But a time will come around
When we need to settle down
Got to get off this merry-go-round
Chorus

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Not Enough Love In The World

Sometimes I wonder where it is love goes
I dont know if even heaven knows
But I know you had some dreams that didnt
Quite come true
And now Im not the one, little girl, whos
Keeping you
I was either standing in your shadow or
Blocking your light
Though I kept on trying I could not make
It right
For you girl-
Theres just not enough love in the world
I know people hurt you so bad
They dont know the damage they can do,
And it makes me so sad-
How we knock each other down just like
Children on a playground
Even after that ol sun went down-
I was either standing in your shadow or
Or blocking your light
Though I kept on trying I could not
Make it right
For you girl-
Theres just not enough love in the world
Oh darlin, this is still a shady little town
And sometimes its so hard to smile-
For the world, for the camera-
And still have something left
You dont have to prove nothin to nobody
Just take good care of yourself
Im not easy to live with-
I know that its true
Youre no picnic either, babe
And thats one of the things I loved about you
But a time will come around when we need to settle down
Got to get of this merry-go-round
I was either standing in your shadow or
Blocking youre light
Though I kept on trying I could not make
It right
For you girl-
Theres just not enough love in the world

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The Empty Glass

THERE ARE three lank bards in a borrowed room—
Ah! The number is one too few—
They have deemed their home and the bars unfit
For the thing that they have to do.
Three glasses they fill with the Land’s own wine,
And the bread of life they pass.
Their glasses they take, which they slowly raise—
And they drink to an empty glass.

(There’s a greater glare in the street to-night,
And a louder rush and roar,
There’s a mad crowd yelling the winner’s name,
And howling the cricket score:
Oh! The bright moonlight on the angels white,
And the tombs and the monuments grand—
And down by the water at Waverley
There’s a little lone mound of sand.)

Oh, the drinkers would deem them drunk or mad,
And the barmaid stare and frown—
Each lays a hand on the empty glass
Ere they turn it upside down.
There’s a name they know, in a hand they know,
Was scratched with a diamond there—
And they place it in sight—turn on more light—
And they fill their glasses fair.

There’s a widow that weeps by the Hornsby line,
And she stood by him long and true—
But the widow should think by the Hornsby line
That others have loved him too,
’Twas a peaceful end, and his work was done,
When called with the year away;
And the greatest lady in all the land
Is working for her to-day.

If the widow should fear for her children’s fate,
Or brood on a future lot,
In a frivolous land with her widowed state
In a short twelve months forgot.
She can lay her down for a peaceful rest
And forget her grief in sleep,
For his brothers have taken an oath to-night,
An oath that their hearts can keep.

They have taken an oath to his memory,
A pledge they cannot recall,
To stand by the woman that stood by him,
Through poverty, illness and all.
They are young men yet, or the prime of life,
And as each lays down his trust,
May the world be kind to the left behind,
And their native land be just.

(Silence of death in town to-night,
And the streets seem strangely clear—
Have the pitiful slaves of the gambling curse
Fled home for a strange new fear?
Oh, the soft moonlight on the angels white,
Where the beautiful marbles stand—
And down by the rollers at Waverley
There’s a mound of the golden sand.)

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Patrick White

I Wish Everyone In The World Were As Mad As You Are

I wish everyone in the world were as mad as you are.
I wish everyone in the world talked the same nonsense you do
and meant as much.
Stop crying.
I wish everyone in the world were as good as you are
and didn't lie to anyone else
other than themselves
about what the truth is.
You shape chaos to your mind
like light to space
to make a habitable planet you can live on
and if it isn't round sometimes
and O doesn't always cast the same shadow
that the others mimic with theirs
I wish everyone could put on your kind of airs
and be as good to life as the kind of atmosphere you are.
Come on now.
Here.
Dry your tears with this.
All those constellations you made up
out of the stars in your eyes
are your own private myths and mandalas
and you're free to change them as you will
and I wish everyone made as much
of the light they were given to go by
as you have.
I'm too much of a thorn
to paint the delicate iridescent watercolours
I see smeared on your tender bubbles
like original pictures of the universe
from a thousand spaced-out Hubbles
but I wish everyone in the world
had your kind of genius for vulnerability.
You hold up a single feather of light
like a candle among stars
like a green leaf in the middle of winter
and the world that is inured to three dimensions
for infinitely tedious reasons
would rather put its eyes out
and gape like blackholes
than see as you do
that there are countless seasons to the soul
that burn like a phoenix
and there's nowhere you can point to in the darkness
that isn't an equinox of love and understanding
when the sun shines at midnight
and spring harvests what the autumn sows.
Having a deep cosmic insight
like a stranger beyond lucidity
into the windows of the houses of your own zodiac
might make you look like a maniac to the neighbours
who keep watch in their asylum
against any kind of freedom
that might release them from their lighthouse
like a geni from a lamp
that doesn't conform to anyone's wishs but her own
but I wish everyone had the courage
you have not to be them.
Life isn't fair or unfair.
Life isn't kind or cruel.
It isn't half-Buddha and half-fool.
Neither impersonal
nor sentimental
life isn't a kind of obedience
to its own rules
as if it were bound like God to keep its word.
Or what?
Who else is there to answer to?
All the taboos want to be thresholds
and all the thresholds
want to run away from home.
Could be a curse.
Could be a blessing.
Could be just more idle words.
But you're not like that.
You're not a fountain mouth
that mistakes alphabets for birds
and holds them to the letter of the law
in a world full of music.
It's enlightenment to sing to a window.
It's ignorance to sing to a mirror.
But you don't sing to either
and your song is clear as running water
all the way down the mountain.
The picture-music
of your eyes and your ears
can already hear the ocean from here
that gathers to receive the flowing
like the heart receives blood
like the mind receives your thoughts.
Look out at the world.
You're the host.
Look inward.
You're the guest.
You can break bread with the dead
without being a ghost.
You can drink wine with the living
and it's the wine that gets high on you
flowing into a seabed of shadows on the moon
that hasn't touched a dropp for years.
Don't believe what the cynics say about innocence.
They have the sensibilities of blackflies
trying to draw blood from the Mona Lisa.
Don't grieve if you're a butterfly
that can't follow the flightplans of the maggots.
There's only a slight difference in wingspan
between a waterbird and a phoenix
but it would take lightyears
to measure a single feather of yours.
There's no cult of the rose
that insists it fall upon its own thorns first
or the moon draw first blood
on the blades of its own crescents.
You don't have to scar
your own deathmask with experience
just to prove you knew
how to eat the pain and bleed.
You don't have to wear your face in public
as if it were something you kept up your sleeve.
Dice might be the foundation-stones of the lost
but that doesn't mean
you have to go pearl-diving
for the moon in quicksand
or change your song like a jukebox
playing the slots
when you're a mermaid on the rocks.
I wish everyone had the same chance
to risk it all as you do
and win back their lives
like eleven come of seven
insteading of seeing everything
as if they were jinxed by inasuspicious birds
turning the wrong way on a prayer-wheel
that keeps coming up snake-eyes
with every roll of their skulls.
You can't heal the luck
of a wounded Nazi
by turning his swastika the other way.
You can't teach snakes to bite other people.
And you don't know enough
if there's anything left to say or understand
and even then there's a silence
that still longs to be heard
like a humming bird sipping honey from your ears
or deep in a telescopic wishing well of stars
burning in a dream of mirrors
they walk across
like fire on the water
or the distant blue notes
of the hidden nightbird
that echoes your tears
as if it were crying out in the darkness
from the safety of a secret place
for the same reasons you are.
As if it were trying to befriend its own sorrow
and weep for tomorrow as you do
for all the things of the past
it won't even know it's missing.
I wish everyone in the world
could live the future as you do
as something that is already happening now.
Even when you're crying
because you don't think you're brave enough
not to.
You're not a lame princess
that anyone needs to rescue.
You're a dragon bringing rain.
And if the snakepit hisses at you
like a social structure
and calls you insane sometimes
because you have wings
and they still hug the earth
all tied up in knots
taking their poisons out on each other
to keep from feeling anything
it's just their way of defining sanity
by the standards of the numbest.
It's not you that's crazy.
It's not you that's the dumbest.
I wish everyone in the world
were as warm-blooded and wise as you are.
When the serpent fire at the base of your spine
has passed through the doors
of all your chakras like vertebrae
and you're already a circumpolar constellation j
just a little off true north
shining like Draco
why worry if you're no good
at the game of snakes and ladders
they play like politics and religion back here on earth
to see who gets to be the pillar
and who the quicksand.
You understand way more than that.
I can tell by the fire in your eyes
that you're a phoenix among stars
and you've transcended the eagles and the houseflies
that can't even begin to imagine
the kind of heights you can reach to
or the depth of the view below you
when you're riding your own thermals
like beautiful helices in the mindstream
for the sheer joy of being only you.
Even now.
These tears
that run all the way down to your lips
as if water had fingertips
what are they
but the way you cry for things
that everyone else didn't?
I wish everyone in the world could be like you.
I wish you could teach us all
to stop living a spiritual lie
on the deathbed of an earthly truth
as if that were the only way
to foolproof ourselves
against reality
like a stranger looking through our windows at night
who doesn't recognize herself in us
because most of us aren't as brave and free as you are
to leave the door ajar
and let whatever wants to come in
come in.
Some track in mud.
Some.
Stars.
And the mud flowers in light.
And the stars bloom in fire.
And one looks up
and the other looks down
on each other's likeness
reflected in the other
as if they were engendered by the same being.
Sight is a kind of love
and I wish everyone in the world
were inspired by the mystic dimensions
and intimate clarity of your kind of seeing
that even through these tears
that I'm not having much luck in wiping away
can comprehend a world
that's more wonderful than it thinks it is.

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Give The People In The World A Chance

Give the people in the world
A chance to embrace peace
Give the people in the world
A chance to make friends
Give the people in the world
A chance for a better education
So it can help them to get
A better paying job
Give the people in the world
A chance for them to love each other
Give a chance for the people in the world to pray
Give a chance for the people in the world to learn
To be happy
Give a chance for the people in the world to learn
To eat healthy
And to learn to take better care of their health
Give a chance for the people in the world to learn how to relax
And to learn how to cope with their anger

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The World Where I Belong

OOH THE WORLD MY SOUL HAVE LOVED TO BE

THE WORLD WHERE MY SOUL SOLD

THE WORLD MY SOUL SAW

THE WORLD WHERE MY SOUL SPEAKS SPEECHES

OF WISDOM

OF INSPIRATION TO INFLUENCE OTHER SOULS.

THIS IS THE WORLD WHERE THERE ARE NO ANY

DISCRIMINATIVE ANTAGONIST IS WHERE I BELONG.

I HAVE LOVED THIS WORLD AND SO PASSIONATE ABOUT IT

I CAN CONTINUE TO SPEAK ALL ABOUT THIS WORLD WITHOUT

COMING TO AN END, FOR I HAVE GOT A LOT TO SPEAK ABOUT THIS WORLD.

AM SPEAKING MY REASON FOR LOVING THIS WORLD, BUT NOT MAKING A RIDDLE.

ALL I THINK O F IS ABOUT THIS WORLD,

ALL I SPEAK IS ALL ABOUT THIS WORLD,

ALL I WISH TO LEAVE FOR, IS ABOUT THIS WORLD

INDEED IT HAS BEEN AND WILL FOREVER BE

A WORLD OF GREAT LEGENDS

THE WORLD I BELONG TO IS NO OTHER,

BUT THE WORLD OF POETRY.

I LOVE POETRY.

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A Ritual To Read To Each Other

If you don't know the kind of person I am
and I don't know the kind of person you are
a pattern that others made may prevail in the world
and following the wrong god home we may miss our star.

For there is many a small betrayal in the mind,
a shrug that lets the fragile sequence break
sending with shouts the horrible errors of childhood
storming out to play through the broken dyke.

And as elephants parade holding each elephant's tail,
but if one wanders the circus won't find the park,
I call it cruel and maybe the root of all cruelty
to know what occurs but not recognize the fact.

And so I appeal to a voice, to something shadowy,
a remote important region in all who talk:
though we could fool each other, we should consider--
lest the parade of our mutual life get lost in the dark.

For it is important that awake people be awake,
or a breaking line may discourage them back to sleep;
the signals we give--yes or no, or maybe--
should be clear: the darkness around us is deep.

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Dark Side Of The World

(nickolas ashford/valerie simpson)
Dont leave me, dont leave me here
On the dark side of the world
My days are darker than your nights
Since I lost you babe
Since I lost you babe
Im like an ember
Fading out of sight
One more tear and I know Ill disappear
Bring back the sunshine
That you took away
Cause I need ya
And I want ya
Just dont think Im gonna make it without your love
Dont you know
Such a loneliness Ive never known
Since I lost you babe
Since I lost you babe
Im like a woman who once knew splendour
Now all her wealth and riches
They are gone
Bring back the sunshine
That you took away
Cause I need ya
And I want ya
And I just dont think Im gonna make it without your love
Bring back the sunshine that you took away
Now my future lies in back of me
Since I lost you babe
Since I lost you babe
I walk this lonely road to eternity
Just despair and emptiness everywhere
Bring back the sunshine
That you took away
Cause I need ya
And I want ya
I just dont think Im gonna make it without your love
Dont leave me, dont leave me here
On the dark side of the world
Oh dont you leave me here
On the dark side of the world
Cause I need ya
Ooh you know I want ya
Right here on the dark side of the world

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The Frantic Search

The Eternal Search

The Search Is On! The Search Is On!
Searching For The World Free From Fear
Searching For People Free From Greed
Searching For The God Who Went Missing

World Looks Small So Are The Minds
Person To Person No Rapport Exists
Suspecting Each Other Even In Sleep
Caring For Others No More A Desire

Craving For Comforts Order Of The Day
Ruthless Shortcuts In Clearing The way
Money And Status Passion For The Masses
Posh And Prestige Symbol For Power

Goons Are The Rulers! Gone Are The Morals
Twisting The Laws To Fill Their Coffers
Suppressing Voice Of Those Remain Sincere
Poisoning The Minds By Fuelling Hatred

Nature Losing Tranquility Causing Season's Hostility
Global Warming On The Rise Sounding Death Bells Causing Fear
Human Dwellings Spreading Fast By Felling Forests With No Foresight
Water Sources Drying Fast As Lakes And Rivers Remain Things Of Past

Warning Bells Are Unheeded Despite Impacts Highlighted
Damage Controls Not In Sight As Vested People Seal Them Tight
Paper Tigers On The Prowl But Actions Remain Always Nil
In Quest Of Ruling One Another Plans Are Drawn For Hell Together

The Search Is On! The Search Is On!
Searching For The World With Protected Nature
Searching For The World Without Race For Arms
Searching For The World Where Each one Gets Alms
Searching For The World Where Barriers Are Surpassed
Searching For The World Where Boundaries Are Withdrawn
Searching For The World Where People Are Free From Lust & Greed
Searching For The World Where God Is Seen In Every Human

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Love, Death, And Reputation

Reputation, Love, and Death,
(The Last all Bones, the First all Breath,
The Midd'st compos'd of Restless Fire)
From each other wou'd Retire;
Thro' the World resolv'd to stray;
Every One a several Way;
Exercising, as they went,
Each such Power, as Fate had lent;
Which, if it united were,
Wretched Mortals cou'd not bear:
But as parting Friends do show,
To what Place they mean to go,
Correspondence to engage,
Nominate their utmost Stage;
Death declar'd he wou'd be found
Near the fatal Trumpet's sound;
Or where Pestilences reign,
And Quacks the greater Plagues maintain;
Shaking still his sandy Glass,
And mowing Human Flesh, like Grass.
Love, as next his Leave he took,
Cast on both so sweet a Look,
As their Tempers near disarm'd,
One relax'd, and t'other warm'd;
Shades for his Retreat he chose,
Rural Plains, and soft Repose;
Where no Dowry e'er was paid,
Where no Jointure e'er was made;
No Ill Tongue the Nymph perplex'd,
Where no Forms the Shepherd vex'd;
Where Himself shou'd be the Care,
Of the Fond and of the Fair:
Where that was, they soon should know,
Au Revoir! then turn'd to Go.

Reputation made a Pause,
Suiting her severer Laws;
Second Thoughts, and Third she us'd,
Weighing Consequences mus'd;
When, at length to both she cry'd:
You Two safely may Divide,
To th' Antipodes may fall,
And re-ascend th' encompast Ball;
Certain still to meet agen
In the Breasts of tortur'd Men;
Who by One (too far) betray'd,
Call in t'other to their Aid:
Whilst I Tender, Coy, and Nice,
Rais'd and ruin'd in a Trice,
Either fix with those I grace,
Or abandoning the Place,
No Return my Nature bears,
From green Youth, or hoary Hairs;
If thro' Guilt, or Chance, I sever,
I once Parting, Part for ever.

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Ohh! ! The world, , ,

The way world go round,
It seems everyone fighting for the crown.

The way people express their emotions,
It seems world has became the place of heartless persons.

The way people ignores other's tear,
It seems the world lacks human.

The way people gives order,
It seems the world is full of Hitlers.

The wat people cheats,
It seems the world is the home of Bluff-masters.

The way I found people,
It seems the is a hell, , , , , , ,

I AM LIVING IN, , , ,

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The Best Book In The World

the best book
in the world
the only true book
is the world itself
the Book of Nature


the best book is the silence
the wordless-ness in
the clouds and the sky
and the rivers and the oceans
and the lands
and the grass that breaks through the concrete;
and in the deserts and the volcanoes
and the stars
and the moon
and the creatures of the earth
and in all fellow beings
and the vastness beyond
and the vastness within


the best book
the only true book
(every other book is distortion)
is the world itself
the Book of Nature:
read it

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Eternal Love Lands

There are another place

Out of human race

It's called lovers land

Lovers promises are as valuable as their prides

Love songs angels of heavens clasping always praise

There lovers exist in each others house

Their hearts are their eternal house

The love is their thesaurus paradise

Lovers words don't have place

They understand each other with one glance

There the world stops souls interact

There no one lovers honesty underestimates

Because the love is their addiction

No heart falls in love for an expectation

Love is composed with pure emotions.

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Escape the world

I wanna get away, away, away
far far far away.........

Wanna get away from it all
take some time with me

I just want to stop the world and let it be
So many people asking questions, or just let me be...

Run away from my cyber world........ No communication today.....
Just need some peace...........

Dont want this chain around me, always having to answer.........
I wanna get away, away, away
far far far away.........

Just want some peace and quiet and tranquility........


Dont want this chain around me, always having to answer.........
I wanna get away, away, away
far far far away.........

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News of the World

Keep applying the smelling salts!
Some are coming around.

Those standing on their feet...
Have them repeat, 'stimulus'
Continuously.
Until you are convinced,
They are under total hypnosis.

Do not allow those blindfolded...
And tied to their chairs,
One moment of silence.
We need them for our next conference.
Make sure they know each note and line,
To 'We Are the Champions'!

We need to sell this campaign!
To take all minds off the economic drain!
And make this News of the World!

Note:
'We Are the Champions'
Composed Freddie Mercury,
and performed by Queen in 1977.
From their album, News of the World.
Freddie Mercury on lead vocals.

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Entre Nous

Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
We are secrets to each other
Each ones life a novel
No-one else has read
Even joined in bonds of love
Were linked to one another
By such slender threads
We are planets to each other
Drifting in our orbits
To a brief eclipse
Each of us a world apart
Alone and yet together
Like two passing ships
Just between us
I think its time for us to recognize
The differences we sometimes feared to show
Just between us
I think its time for us to realize
The spaces in between
Leave room
For you and I to grow
We are strangers to each other
Full of sliding panels
An illusion show
Acting well-rehearsed routines
Or playing from the heart?
Its hard for one to know
We are islands to each other
Building hopeful bridges
On the troubled sea
Some are burned or swept away
Some we would not choose
But were not always free

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Set The World Afire

Red flash clouds choking out the morning sky
They said itd never come, we knew it was a lie
All forms of life die now the humans all succumb
Time to kiss your ass goodbye the end has just begun
Distorted figures walk the street, its 1989 [s: 1999]
Weeds once underneath your feet have grown into vines
Bodies melted like a candle, a land without a face
No time to change your fate, no time left, its too late
The arsenal of megadeth cant be rid they said
And if it comes, the living will envy the dead
Racing for power, and all come in last
No winning first stone cast
This falsehood worldly peace
Its treaties will soon cease
No one will be left to prove that numbers existed
Maybe soon the children will be born open fisted
We all live on one planet it will all go up in smoke
Too bad they couldnt see this lethal energy
And now the final scene, a global darkening
Dig deep the piles of rubble and ruins
Towering overhead both far and wide
Theres unknown tools of world war iii
Einstein said well use rocks on the other side
No survivors set the world afire [x 2]

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On the Conduct of the World Seeking Beauty Against Government

Is that the only way we can become like Indians, like Rhinoceri,
like Quartz Crystals, like organic farmers, like what we imagine
Adam & Eve to’ve been, caressing each other with trembling limbs
before the Snake of Revolutionary Sex wrapped itself round
The Tree of Knowledge? What would Roque Dalton joke about lately
teeth chattering like a machine gun as he dabated mass tactics
with his Companeros? Necessary to kill the Yanquis with big bomb
Yes but don’t do it by yourself, better consult your mother
to get the Correct Line of Thought, if not consult Rimbaud once he got his leg cut off
or Lenin after his second stroke sending a message thru Mrs Krupskaya
to the rude Georgian, & just before his deathly fit when the Cheka aides
outside
his door looked in coldly assuring him his affairs were in good hands no need to move - What sickness at the
pit of his stomach moved up to
his brain?
What thought Khlebnikov on the hungry train exposing his stomach to the
sun?
Or Mayakovsky before the bullet hit his brain, what sharp propaganda for
action
on the Bureaucratic Battlefield in the Ministry of Collective Agriculture in
Ukraine?
What Slogan for Futurist architects or epic hymn for masses of Communist
Party Card holders in Futurity
on the conduct of the world seeking beauty against Government?

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