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    dots Submission Name: The great Canadian Poetdots
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    Author: col13x
    Elite Ratio:    2.26 - 119/300/559
    Words: 474
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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    dotsThe great Canadian Poetdots
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    Give me back my broken night
    my mirrored room, my secret life
    itís lonely here,
    thereís no one left to torture
    Give me absolute control
    over every other living soul
    And lie beside me, baby,
    thatís an order!

    Give me crack and anal sex
    Take the only living tree thatís left
    and stuff it up the hole
    in your culture
    Give me back the Berlin wall
    give me Stalin and St Paul
    Iíve seen the future, brother:
    it is murder.

    Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
    Wonít be nothing
    Nothing you can measure anymore
    The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
    has crossed the threshold
    and it has overturned
    the order of the soul
    When they said REPENT REPENT
    I wonder what they meant
    When they said REPENT REPENT
    I wonder what they meant
    When they said REPENT REPENT
    I wonder what they meant.

    You donít know me from the wind
    you never will, you never did
    Iím the little jew
    who wrote the Bible
    Iíve seen the nations rise and fall
    Iíve heard their stories, heard them all
    but loveís the only engine of survival
    Your servant here, he has been told
    to say it clear, to say it cold:
    Itís over, it ainít going
    any further
    And now the wheels of heaven stop
    you feel the devilís RIDING crop
    Get ready for the future:
    it is murder.

    Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
    Wonít be nothing
    Nothing you can measure anymore
    The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
    has crossed the threshold
    and it has overturned
    the order of the soul
    When they said REPENT REPENT
    I wonder what they meant
    When they said REPENT REPENT
    I wonder what they meant
    When they said REPENT REPENT
    I wonder what they meant.

    Thereíll be the breaking of the ancient
    western code
    Your private life will suddenly explode
    Thereíll be phantoms
    Thereíll be fires on the road
    and a white man dancing
    Youíll see a woman
    hanging upside down
    her features covered by her fallen gown
    and all the lousy little poets
    coming round
    tryiní to sound like Charlie Manson
    and weíll be line danciní.

    Give me back the Berlin wall
    Give me Stalin and St Paul
    Give me Christ
    or give me Hiroshima
    Destroy another fetus now
    We donít like children anyhow
    Iíve seen the future, baby:
    it is murder.

    Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
    Wonít be nothing
    Nothing you can measure anymore
    The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
    has crossed the threshold
    and it has overturned
    the order of the soul
    When they said REPENT REPENT
    I wonder what they meant
    When they said REPENT REPENT
    I wonder what they meant
    When they said REPENT REPENT
    I wonder what they meant.

    Leonard Cohen




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