Culture/Society

Hablando

Folder: 
Pensamientos

Hablando-



Mírenlos...mirenlos Ahí...

Esos muchachos...

hablando y regocijando...

Queriendo ser adultos...

con faz de niños mimados...

hablando de relaciones...

hablando de riesgos...

hablando de dejar de hacer...

hablando...

hablando...

hablando...

hablando de algo..que...

en este punto es sus tempranas vidas...

Asolados por las realidades diarias del vivir...

mis oídos inpervios a toda fantasía...

Muchachos nos veremos...en una década futura...

Entoces los escuchare con afán....

Pues en la vida ..son las millas...

lo que hacen ver lo valioso en la vida.



Rolando Matias- Noviembre 3, 83

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Controversial Triad

Folder: 
Culture/Society

The Wrong,

the Right, and

the Judge...



In a triangle of controversy,

This represents the His, Hers,

And the Yours angle.



The Wrong declares accusations

Whether they be true or they be false

Mostly, his arguments backflip.



The Right keeps his lip tight

And bid his time and speak when the time is right

To ascertain his reasons won't slip.



The Judge; the Yours angle

Listens, considers, ponders

Weighing every side

He consults the scales

Of guidance and wisdom

To balance his impartial verdict.



In this triangle

Let not the onslaught of truth

Be justified by abuse of authority

To stump the innocence

To deprive the underprivilege

And murder justice...

In the precision of power and might

But - give judgment in fairness and fair play

To do what is right

Like King Solomon did in his time

After all, even the most ignorant

Has his side of the story.



There indeed has three sides of the story

His, Hers and Yours...

So listen carefully

And master to dispense

Justice to whom it is due.



Copyright@2008, LCDancel, All rights reserved







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Author's Note: I am inspired to write this in view of my brother who was disfellowshipped unfairly in the name of Power and Authority. This is a carnal worldwhere human nature prevails. February 16, 2008

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awakening in the milleneum

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Jesus The Parolee

Folder: 
Thought For Food

i'm chalking up concrete

and writing on spare page

remember when i was your kid,

wonder did you even love me then?



i've made bad mistakes

i've tried to turn the page

but i'm writing words to you again,

from my bunker that protects them



from me

and works my hands

mercilessly



they say it's rehabilitation

and i'll learn a thing or two

about how further to screw

over me and you



but, you know..

some of us..

don't wish for the knowledge



i've been down that road

you can never turn back

and you turned away

you never looked back



you were down the street

why couldn't you help me out

only needed a drive, mom

i was out on parole



they say it's rehabilitation

and i'll learn a thing or two

about how further to screw

over me and you



but, you know..

some of us..

don't wish for the knowledge



we no longer believe in second chances

and i'm not saying that i earned it,

dad

i just thought your love would last



even though i was a mess

even though i'm in this mess



i'm chalking up concrete

writing on spare page

got no one else to speak to so,

though you'll rip this up i'll vent



i know you'll never read this

and i know you don't believe i'm sorry

i know you no longer love me

yea, i know i don't bring you money



no money more problems

but the problem's solved

i'm behind bars, dad

..mom





hey...



they say it's rehabilitation

and i'll learn a thing or two

about how further to screw

over me and you



but, you know..

some of us..

don't wish for the knowledge



yea they say it's rehabilitation

to cover for their revenge

forgiveness is untrue

christian, muslim or jewish



we're all the same

we're all the same

they say we're all the same






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The Bill Of Rights

Folder: 
Thought For Food

Seems like, in light of today,

We need to take back justice and stop waiting

For poetic justice to appease our fustrations







Amendment I



Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.



Amendment II



A well regulated militia, being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms, shall not be infringed.



Amendment III



No soldier shall, in time of peace be quartered in any house, without the consent of the owner, nor in time of war, but in a manner to be prescribed by law.



Amendment IV



The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.



Amendment V



No person shall be held to answer for a capital, or otherwise infamous crime, unless on a presentment or indictment of a grand jury, except in cases arising in the land or naval forces, or in the militia, when in actual service in time of war or public danger; nor shall any person be subject for the same offense to be twice put in jeopardy of life or limb; nor shall be compelled in any criminal case to be a witness against himself, nor be deprived of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law; nor shall private property be taken for public use, without just compensation.



Amendment VI

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Still Growth Shrink Wrap

Folder: 
Thought For Food

evolution on display

procreation in the bathroom

lost generation

of trendy dribble



how can you find yourself

when yourself changes with the wind

with the spin

depending on what it takes to win



maybe that's who you are

another unwanted crumb

at the bottom of a cookie jar

one that even you don't want



but just the same you peck at yourself



maybe that's who you are

That's who you are

maybe that's who you are

That's who you are



still growth

shrink wrap



still growth

shrink wrap



revolution on display

action in the back isle

the opposition

a controlled topic



maybe that's what you are

another chamber to a gun

one more bullet with a trigger hand

a war you say that you don't want



but just the same you put it to your head



maybe that's who you are

That's who you are

maybe that's who you are

That's who you are



revolution on display

action in the back isle

the opposition

a controlled controversy



maybe that's what you are

another chamber to a gun

one more bullet with a trigger hand

a war you say that you don't want



but just the same, an itch in your hand



maybe that's who you are

That's who you are

ey..that's who you are

That's who you are



and just the same you put it to your head

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Carnival 2

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Thought For Food

The clouds are storming into the room.

Crawling with cruelty across the blue Walls.

Seemingly creeping out of the peeling paint.

As they tower in expansion.



The sun is trying to get away,

racing to another end of a blue day.

Seemlessly tying into yesterday.

The days tower over the playground.



The parade grounds are a sinkhole now.

And all the rotting wood is coming down.

The rollercoaster carries on,

but the carnival has left and gone.



And though you deserve more then this:



We were having too much fun.

There's too much misery watching us.

But i thought we would still be fine,

don't think we were quite ready this time.



Don't think we were quite ready this time.



The shroud is covering the tomb.

The face of the anti-christ

Promising the world the afterlife,

only if you're anti-life.



But pro-money,

and pro don't feed the hungry food.

I'm starving for more,

and it's eating me alive.



There's a tornado in this city-town.

You breathe too hard and it will crush anything

you thought had meaning;

but i'm clearing the path for you...



'Cause you deserve more then this.



We were having too much fun,

there's too much misery watching us.

They ought to mind their own business,

but it's not profitable.



...They're just too miserable.



We were having too much fun,

there's too much misery watching us.

But i thought we would still be fine,

don't think we were quite ready last time.



...How about we give it another try.

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Memorial Day

Folder: 
z - Misc.

The sun goes down,

the clocks punched out.

Stay the weekend,

cause the whole worlds out of town.



They're off to fight in foreign lands,

and to keep their memorial day plans.

Got to keep the calendar full,

so there's something to celebrate in the future.



Yet all we have is now, they say-

Yea i know it's true, so why...



are they waiting for tomorrow and their payday?



I don't know, it makes no sense,

but will you stay and come again.

This ghost town closes at ten,

but we can keep it open..



If you're open minded.

Don't confuse my words,

that's not where they're going,

that's not my definition



of possibility.



It's not romeoic,

or lust driven.

Or on the side of a bus

for that matter.



Well, as if there's any difference.

It's all cardboard dressed as marble and wood finishes.



I'm not a poster child for someone elses idea.

The choices out there are as untouched as they are clear.



So dive into that water and stay out of the wood chipper.

Another tick of the clock holds freedoms daughter

When the sun goes down,

the clocks punched out.

Stay the weekend,

cause the whole worlds out of town.

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The Santa Myth

Folder: 
Thought For Food

sometimes the good have nothing

sometimes the great go starving

sometimes the bad can't get enough

and take everything but love

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