Hey Lazarus
Everywhere I look
I see that same old yellow Ferrari
You know the one that pseudo angel always hides behind…
Every page I turn
I read those same old angry lies
You know the ones professing unrequited love and so on….
Everywhere I roam
I sense those same old hostile eyes
You know the ones that hide behind so called history
Bah humbug…..
Every step I take
I sense increasing anger
Where risk get closer and more personal with every stanza……
Henceforth and recorded here for posterity or maybe some other reason
I feel compelled to shout
"Hey Lazarus"
Let it be known for all eternity
That your literary resurrection is far from guaranteed......
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Author:
Neville (
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- Comment from author about the poem: you can run.. but you can neither hide nor write.. for plagiarists everywhere and one in particular....
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Nothing seems to incur the wrath of poets quite as much as plagiarizing. There was a blatant poet, nicked other's works, palmed them off on another site, complete with his photo. The cad, the bounder, the..... Woof! Fido stopped me saying unspeakable things!
Let the dog speak for itself orchidee.... No you are quite write.. and there is one such bounder that totally pisses me off... I thought you was gonna say that Lazarus was one of your drinking palls from days of yore.... Cheers.... Neville
Thanks Neville. Nope, the only Lazarus I know - probably met him in person - was the one Jesus raised from the dead. Gasp, who is this bounder?!
Today's need for recognition smears itself over unscrupulous word-thieves who feel the world owes them - - this compelling outcry puts plagiarists where they belong - well said Nev. and I for one second this artistic exposure.
Bless ya Fay...and many thanks indeed for your ongoing support, it means an awful lot.. just be careful tho.. whilst I might enjoy some artistic exposure.. orchi's Fido might have a fit.... N x
Artistic exposure indeed !!! Fido be blowed I can see that twinkle in your knowing eyes as I write this reply - - ha ha.
I am known for my twinkle... 🙂
Fido barked just in time, before I said... Woof! Wish he would shut up sometimes. He's a very fierce watchdog, watchdog-wise!
no point in having a watch dog orchi if it dont tell the time, now is it. I reckon you and Fido are good for one another...... N 🙂
I must admit that I'm a tad bit confused. Does this have anything to do with Osiris?
why would you think that these words have anything to do with the god of life and death and the rejuvenation or flooding of the Nile.. now I'm confused..
Well I looked it up and it was the only thing I could find! Something about the bible being plagiarized from Egyptian religion or something.
Started off confused, and now I'm even more so.
according to the bible... Lazarus came back from the dead.... just like the guy who keeps resurrecting himself in various guises and stealing the words of others for his own corrupt self and warped ego... I hope you are now enlightened.... maybe.. just a little............. 🙂
Dude I'm gonna be perfectly honest, I have no idea who you're talking about. That's all I wanted to know, really. Kinda feels like there's a secret club that I haven't been invited to. Is there something I'm not getting?
I’m with you Nic, confused, but the flow of the words into my confused head eas rhythmic enough.
Lazarus is the name I have assigned to the cheeky bastard that keeps ripping off my work and that of others.. he is very proficient at disguising himself .. He uses different names and I know two of them.. myself and a former work colleague have both been bitten by him and are currently seeking more formal action.. not for the misuse of our poetry but for putting his name on a couple of professional papers we had submitted for publication and for which a few pennies might have otherwise been coming our way... I am not aware of any secret club.. I sincerely hope you get it now...
Well, yeah. I mean, how else would we get it if you didn't explain it? Thanks for the information, that's all I wanted. Formal action? How about cutting his hands off? Can't plagiarize then can he? With all of that being said, I did enjoy the poem. Now that is has more context, I enjoy it even more so. Good man! Fight on, don't let that insect win.
Oh, and we should definitely make a secret club.
write on......
Intrigued to know who it is but with you all way in condemnation. Message well put.
thank you Michael.. it happens.. I just wanted to make a point & as long as he knows I'm on to him.. that's the main thing.. ta an all... N
I had not read this as about plagerism until I read your note and comment. I had read it about the Lazarus in my head a little, plagerising life. Or perhaps even a take on the same notions and ideas recurring through time and literature.
So when I read all the comments I got more confused!
No worries.....
I wasn’t worried, I was just explaining my shifting understanding.
I liked the poem.
Nothing like a poem for venting!
that's poetry for ya I guess.... and thank you miss, mrs, or ms... sylviasearcher, my friend... Neville
--------- is the best form of flattery
I find this whole piece comical
It's what we all want to SHOUT OUT
Plagiarism is quite different from classroom copying, or imitation... and there is nothing flattering about loosing out on considerable amounts of money.. maybe not so applicable within the poetic arena but certainly so within other fields ...and mine (that of psychiatry) can mean the difference between being offered a consultants position or remaining a staff grade forever... So not when it amounts to theft, breaking of copy write etc .. there aint nothing flattering about that... But hey.... Suresh, many thanks for visiting my page and this little rant of mine.. tis appreciated............... Neville
I didn't mean to imply stealing, for no other persons labor should be absconded without just compensation, is my strong belief.
hold onto those strong beliefs my friend..
Some people just cannot hack it themselves and steal others work.
Good strong write Neville.
Bless ya GF60... tis true and infuriating sometimes.. to be honest the last occasion this happened, I was more concerned for my friend who had submitted a revolutionary new scheme of assessment for determining degree of clinical risk in adolescents on remand.... Neville
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