Conquerors Expansion

campaign to go to exotic lands,
make guns in archery range,
blacksmith making swords,
cutting boards in lumber camp,
if their is a fight-game on,
buy out the whole market,
mining cause gold my thing,
grind food for you at the mill,
war-war-war,
so I set up the barracks,
I'm the aztecs of this world,
experience the real world,
no new heroes,
cause I'm one,
eleven new units for you,
civilizations can't compare to me,
I'm zeus to the god,
make a evolution with me,
from the dark age,
to the imperial age,

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poem by Tommy Laster
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Black Valentine

black Valentine girl, you are!
my first love upon the sight that hurt
as beautiful as you are!
as much I must hate you
the love of evil femme fatale
is my passion in pain ail
An ailment has dawned on my Summer sun
old and daisy chains of laughter that are broken
black Valentine girl!
Thy Scorpion sting in the early years
a child murdered in infancy
and my everyday encounters with insanity
This Valentine! I love you
Those years of teen when we are true

Night of the Red Satin
Lady Dracula in thee dream
there is no king in comedy
the only king is the king of tragedy

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poem by Gagan Ahuja
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The American Way

1
I am a great American
I am almost nationalistic about it!
I love America like a madness!
But I am afraid to return to America
I'm even afraid to go into the American Express—

2
They are frankensteining Christ in America
in their Sunday campaigns
They are putting the fear of Christ in America
under their tents in their Sunday campaigns
They are driving old ladies mad with Christ in America
They are televising the gift of healing and the fear of hell
in America under their tents in their Sunday
campaigns
They are leaving their tents and are bringing their Christ
to the stadiums of America in their Sunday
campaigns

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poem by Gregory Corso
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Sugar and Gold

Columbus sailed for riches
Pizarro and Cortes sought gold
The living slaves, the dead of Haiti
The Aztecs and the Incas
Haunt their testimony and
Historical foothold

Virginians mined tobacco
Brown leaves lustrous by the fields
Cured by branded bodies
Newly broken in
The sweat and joy entirely
Extracted by the sun

Jackson pledged to the Cherokee
The land would stay under their feet
As long as the grass shall grow
And the rivers run, his promise held
Until the white man with his dogs
Came running to the smell of gold

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poem by Frank Bana
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Aztec Mask

I wanted a man’s face looking into the jaws and throat of life
With something proud on his face, so proud no smash of the jaws,
No gulp of the throat leaves the face in the end
With anything else than the old proud look:
Even to the finish, dumped in the dust,
Lost among the used-up cinders,
This face, men would say, is a flash,
Is laid on bones taken from the ribs of the earth,
Ready for the hammers of changing, changing years,
Ready for the sleeping, sleeping years of silence.
Ready for the dust and fire and wind.
I wanted this face and I saw it today in an Aztec mask.
A cry out of storm and dark, a red yell and a purple prayer,
A beaten shape of ashes
waiting the sunrise or night,
something or nothing,
proud-mouthed,
proud-eyed gambler.

poem by Carl Sandburg
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That Was Then But This Is Now

Why make the past your sacred cow?
I guess youve changed, youve changed and how
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fruits grown rotten on the bough
Reap what you sow, with a counterfeit plough
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That was then but this is now
That was then but this is now
More sacrifices than an aztec priest
Standing here straining at that leash
All fall down
Cant complain, musnt grumble
Help yourself to another peace of apple crumble
And consequently:
Hearts of oak are charged and blistered
Russians should be baby-sitted
Americans enlisted
That was then but this is now
That was then but this is now
That was then but this is now

song performed by Abc
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On Reading a Vast Anthology

Love, death, sleeping
with somebody else's husband
or wife-this
is what poetry is
about-Eskimo, Aztec,
or even Italian
Rinascimento,
or even the high falutin Greeks
or noble Roman-O's.

O the constant turmoil
of the human species-
beds, graves, Spring with its
familiar rosebuds, the wrong beds,
the wrong graves, wars
unremembered & boundaries gained
only to be lost & lost
again
& lost roses whose lost
petals

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poem by Erica Jong
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Molech

Our wonderful world,
Our wonderful homes,
Of the customs and traditions;
But, no one is stronger than Yahweh!
Bye-bye to summer and hello to winter,
And like Nimrod and his 'mother-wife' Semiramis!
Bye-bye to winter and hello to summer,
And like the resurrection of nature after winter!
To Constantine the Emperor,
But, Nimrod married his mother.
To the Pilgrims of Plymouth Colony,
With Easter Bunny and Easter Coloured Eggs!
And like the Aztecs of Mexico.
The goddess Ceres,
The German and the Celtic Yule rites;
And like a writer's ink!
But, Saturnalia became what is called Christmas today;
Yes, the very worship of the god Saturn!
Of the pagan customs,
Of the servants of Satan,

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poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Garden

What life is this we call our home?
All dreams now bent and broken bones,
and laughing are we clowns?
Death decay and drowning.

I carry my secret untold
This my hammer strike
Upon the forge of fire in passion burnt
What life?
What lessons have we learnt?

Stolen out of time
Into recession
Into abyss
Still stolen life of mine.

You catch me watching you
Eagle eyes and open thighs
Do you wish to know my lips
As I desire to bathe in your saliva

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poem by David Lacey
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Nothing Ever Last

The World's great Empires have gone to decay
They rose and they fell and each had their day
And one Super Power rise as another does fall
And the small will grow great and the great become small.

The Pharoahs and the Aztecs and the Incas as well
And the all conquering Romans too had their glorious spell
And the Spaniards and the British of the recent past
Were known to be great Empires but they too did not last.

The Soviets and Germans great power did command
But their demise not that hard to understand
Since great powers they come and great powers they go
Though nothing lasts forever as history does show.

Genghis Khan and Napoleon and Alexander the Great
These all conquering heroes had their use by date
Though in the history of the World their names living on
The Empires they ruled over like them are long gone.

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poem by Francis Duggan
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Tribes Descendent

Peaceful!
With the purity,
Of the heavens above them then.
They would gather in harmony.
And respect those divisions.
Each speaking in languages understood.
Natives of a land long claimed.
Natives of a land from under them renamed.

Peaceful!
Tribes descendent...
Of Chinese, African and Aztec hues.
Fulfilling lives blessed,
From Sunrise to Sunset.

Until unrest came upon them to upset.
By settlers protesting...
In a collective reason to rid themselves,
From those they chose to welcome first!
To then declare them enemies and terrorists.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Caguama

Oh! It's very cheap a bottle of Cerveza
And I spent only a dollar and ninety nine cents.
All of a sudden I flew to El Salvador last night,
And it's a Red carpet at San Salvador,
Straight away from the Air Port been to President's house.
While at the dinner table we discussed about the Pipil Indians,
Descendants of the Aztecs, previous series of military dictatorships
And the invasion Honduras.
He offered me a position in the Government,
'Minister of Fisheries'?
I was shocked then I said; ' I am sorry better give that chance to a poor native fisherman who knows the depth of sea well.'
The two consecutive bottles of beer
Gave me a slight hangover in the morning.
I wiped my watery eyes and I found the fading figure of El Salvador's President in my strange dream.

*And this was imprinted on the side of the bottle.
Legend has it the fishermen of Central America sought the great Loggerhead Turtle in warm Tropical waters.It's Tribal belief that this powerful Turtle, also known as the 'Caguama' symbolized good fortune for the fishermen's Village.It's our hope that you too will experience the good fortune of the 'Caguama'.
Salud!

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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This Is No Horror Fairy Tale Poem

This is no fairytale poem this is the reality
Of the twenty first century,
The era of religious political minds gone mad
Preying on the young manipulating robbing their souls
As,
Graveyard eyelids close and open over compassionless eyes,
The young female drone obsessed with promised martyrdom
Moves into the centre of the busy market place.
Her young slim body is now swollen to an obese size
With the aid of dynamite strapped to her body
Hidden under her dark clothing of lies,
Make no mistake here moves a killer
A mini 911 creature a black plague,
A killer of women and children all innocent souls
Where the Hell is the route of this insanity
Is it the Aztecs digging hearts out for the sun God?
The Romans digging roads in other people’s back yards?
Gengus Khan preaching his beheading technique?
Each side of the many faces of man
Pointing the trigger finger at each other,

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poem by Ken e Hall
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Extremely pissed* off.

I shall castrate the religious oppressors and feed them their scrotums, as they've castrated our minds with their disgusting morals for generations. I speak of a matter of human evolution, most are conditioned and desensitized by society, taught to accept other's beliefs, the truth of the matter is disgusting and infuriating. Think of the history they destroyed, mayans, incas, aztecs, summerians, egyptians, well, fucking* everything to be exact. Millions of tablets, scrolls and artifacts were destroyed because they didn't tell you to lick God's ass and be a good ignorant little sheep. For all we know the ancients had trucks and cranes to help them build pyramids and shit, but Constantine, the author of the new testament, got their first. And think of the god damned scientific advancements that would have been made so much earlier if people would remove Jehova's phallic member from their anus, We would have attained our current understanding of the universe in the middle ages. In sum, anyone who believes in religion is a damned fool and must be killed, we must out grow this filth and focus on our scientific knowledge and become more technologically adept you ignorant mother fuckers*.

poem by Mayhem's Apprentice
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Plundered

Behold avid ardent studious reader
ate copious regimented researched sheafs
bound spectator stacked archaeological pages.

Tilled fragmented sociological riches pillaged
referenced grid fragile sentient segmented leaps.
Ferocious frantic financed. Excavated bounds.

Unlike quarrelsome questing covetous Cortes
who eviscerated plundered prepossessing Aztec.
Rejecting previous proffered monetarily valued metal.
Unlike El Dorado gleaming course dissimilar bound.

Pursuit pillaging exiguous remnant seeking
cultural extant depths definitively exploring.
Ever more deeply divining weighing researching
interpreting what is archaeologically cataloged found?

Divulge addict historical deceased diviner
hidden ethnic eradicated face soul searching.

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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Totem

Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Ive got twelve disciples and a buddha smile
The garden of allah, viking valhalla
A miracle once in a while
Ive got a pantheon of animals in a pagan soul
Vishnu and gaia --- aztec and maya
Dance around my totem pole
I believe in what I see
I believe in what I hear
I believe that what Im feeling
Changes how the world appears
Angels and demons dancing in my head
Lunatics and monsters underneath my bed
Media messiahs preying on my fears
Pop culture prophets playing in my ears
Ive got celestial mechanics
To synchronize my stars
Seasonal migrations --- daily variations
World of the unlikely and bizarre
Ive got idols and icons, unspoken holy vows

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song performed by Rush
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Beer Run

twenty-five minutes past quitting time
Seven of us crammed into that truck of mine
Paying no attention to them highway signs
Doing ninety miles an hour toward the county line
Quick sack, twelve pack, back again
It's a b-double e-double are you in?
My buddies and their babies letting down their hair
As long as we're together is don't matter where
Ain't got a lot of money but we just don't care
Knowing half the fun is in the getting there
Aztec, long necks, paychecks spent
Oh, it's a b-double e-double are you in?
I can't stop thinking
What the hell they were drinking
Whan they made this county dry
I got a week-long thirst
And to make it worse
Lord, it's my turn to drive
Laughing and bragging and a' carrying on
We loaded up the wagons and we headed home

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song performed by Garth Brooks
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Whispers

My bones speak to me
In the middle of the night
When the whisper of nothingness surrounds me.
They say,
'All is an illusion.'
We
Who have formed from particles born a millinea before you
Know.
We
Who have been part of the universe
Have carried this knowledge with us and it speaks to you
It does not matter if you worship idols or
A god you can not see
God
Is a man made creation
Whether formed from clay
Or
Of the imagination.
He is a machine made to serve man's purpose
Where woman is trampled underfoot

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poem by Rabia Minhas
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Sweet Fern

The subtle power in perfume found
Nor priest nor sibyl vainly learned;
On Grecian shrine or Aztec mound
No censer idly burned.

That power the old-time worships knew,
The Corybantes' frenzied dance,
The Pythian priestess swooning through
The wonderland of trance.

And Nature holds, in wood and field,
Her thousand sunlit censers still;
To spells of flower and shrub we yield
Against or with our will.

I climbed a hill path strange and new
With slow feet, pausing at each turn;
A sudden waft of west wind blew
The breath of the sweet fern.

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poem by John Greenleaf Whittier
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My Man

My man is the best in the world,
Hes got the sun in his heart and the moon in his soul.
His heads in the clouds, but his feet on the ground,
And when he speaks, all the birds come around.
I love you, I love you.
My man is the best in the world,
His eyes got the shine of the ancient stars,
His heartbeat is the beat of the ocean,
He smells like an aztec magic potion.
I love you, I love you.
Ah - ah - ah -
Babalu-babalu-babalu, I love you, I love you.
Babalu-babalu-babalu, I love you, I love you.
My man is the best in the world,
He knows me like the palm of his hand.
When Im good, hes so very good
And when Im bad, he laughs and says, dont be sad.
I love you, I love you.
Babalu-babalu-babalu, (babalu) I love you, I love you.
Babalu-babalu-babalu, (babalu) I love you, I love you.

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song performed by Yoko Ono
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