Remain honorable and don't worry if you're poor.
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To many a man, and sometimes to a youth, there comes the opportunity to choose between honorable competence and tainted wealth. The young man who starts out to be poor and honorable, holds in his hand one of the strongest elements of success.
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Please Keep The Pain
please keep the pain
do not attempt to throw pain away
please be patient
do not scream do not tell the neighbors
do not shame pain by running wildly on the streets
screaming about your pain
please do not create a scandal for this
honorable family in pain
please keep the pain for a while and be honorable
there is decency in pain
keep this pain with a clean face on a smooth disposition
let your arms lay there
appease the pain
as though pain is a baby that you want to put to sleep
soon it will go
nothing is permanent in this world
nothing will last forever
the pain may not subside but soon it will have its right time
it decides to go by itself
there is no choice
we will have this pain too
our pains in silence
because we are honorable too
you will never know
we will never tell you we are decently in pain too
we are honorable
we do not make presumptions that we will survive
but we will
these pains that make us decent and honorable
our faces will not show these pains
we will not even tell
we just keep them without complaining
we are decent we are honorable
we are the survivors
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Worry not
Do not remain silent.
Worry not
Nothing is there to perish.
Go and join on your duties.
Worry not
I am here to sortout all problems.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Be honorable yourself if you wish to associate with honorable people.
Worry lines
I see on her face many worry lines
She seems unable to push or sideline
So for everything was fine and in order
I think she is now getting older
Yes she can not be defeated
She can not be underestimated
Whether problems remain solved or related
She is there for me and as such indicated
She has words to keep
She does not mix or slip
She know for sure not to weep
So has she the road very steep
I know she will carry till end
Am not merely his close friend
It must be something more
She is more vocal therefore
I know she will love me up to last
She has take up her position very fast
It is in no uncertain terms
She knows wounds may get some germs
She can’t afford to sleep for a while
She has to remain awake and walk for miles
As road ahead of her is full of danger
She has to take care of many strangers
She would want me to go along
Even if something is going wrong
She has finest quality of forgiveness
As she has stood for righteousness
The clouds may disappear anytime
It unseats us for sometimes
Worry simply creates flutter in unstable mind
Even though you try to remain calm and kind
I would stand behind you as solid rock
The time may simply pass on in clock
Yes we may march on with all that smoothness
There won’t be any worry left to trace
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dont Worry Baby
Well its been building up inside of me
For oh I dont know how long
I dont know why
But I keep thinking
Somethings bound to go wrong
But she looks in my eyes
And makes me realize
And she says dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Everything will turn out alright
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
I guess I shouldve kept my mouth shut
When I started to brag about my car
But I cant back down now
I pushed the other guys too far
She makes me come alive
And makes me wanna drive
When she says dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Everything will turn out alright
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
She told me baby, when you race today
Just take along my love with you
And if you know how much I loved you
Baby nothing could go wrong with you
Oh what she does to me
When she makes love to me
And she says dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Everything will turn out alright
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
Dont worry baby
song performed by by Beach Boys
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If one day pledge.....
For good If one day pledge is taken
Promises to be made for not to be broken
Happy smile for good will gesture as token
Words to seem sweet when spoken
No stray shooting in silent war zones
No verbal abuses but only mild words on the phones
Who says enemy can’t be won over?
If you insist and try for lost ground to recover
what happens if you forgo one day lunch or meal?
No more forgery and an attempt to steal
No wild attacks and willful attempt to kill
will this not be considered as strongest will?
Can you lend your helping hand to an orphan?
No one will laugh at you and make a fun
Noble gesture will earn you peace in mind
What If something is parted with cash or in kind?
You may loose nothing by remaining poor
if you can help your neighbor very next door
He may come to your help in need of an hour
Why to worry then for through out the year?
Sweet words and good wishes to ailing parent
Expression of sorrow, apologetic gesture with laments
Get together with all and exchange of good wishes
Nothing is left behind as bitterness is over and finishes
Knelling down to Lord and ask for reprieve
Ask for forgiveness if any one you have deprived
Hope day may change and bring joy in abundance
You may be noticed by Him even if in audience
One day pledge may set in life new course
Rich may remain rich and poor always poor of course
God will listen to you at an appointed hour
Nothing will go against your conscience and honor
Try to work out on one day pledge
No matter how much is your age?
Its end will be fine and ever lasting
you may enjoy the fruit without fasting
If God has given you enough to last
You should be the one and very fast
God’s influence is huge and not be missing
You will enjoy everything with His blessings
If you part with little it will add
Double your happiness without making you sad
It is natural to see blessings with joy
Happiness all over and nothing to annoy
One day pledge may have ever lasting effect
It will be considered as honorable and generous act
What if we have to go under little sufferings?
Nothing will be at loss if thought for offerings
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Forgiveness Is Not the Key
I look down at the people, I worry about their woes
I worry about their joys, their friends, their foes
I worry about their lives and the way they live it
I worry about their dreams and wonder if they’ll heed it
I worry about the tears I see running down their face
I worry about their lies they tell in this time and place
I worry about their truths that always hurt more
I worry about what they will definitely have in store
I look down at the people who never showed compassion
Who hate each other with the strongest passion
Who pushed me aside as though I were nothing
I wonder, do they care about anything?
I realise they treat each other as dirt
And they revel within all the hurt
Not one ever worried for me
I’m so glad that I can finally see
I refuse to worry or care about them and their petty ways
I will never again worry for their days
Because not one ever cared for me
Forgiveness is not the key
Not when I live life so lonely
I want to be loved only
For them I’ll never again feel woe
Because I’ll be nothing but their foe
poem by Lenore Lee
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Women IV. a prise poem for women
Life without life it's not life
Almost every one will remember
Day and night is cycle of life
Life on its own is not matured
I reiterate well spoken words
Hence its admiral, the day i recognize the significant role of women
Some women can bless the day indeed
with their smiles
with their Assimilate of culture admiral
with high concentration of moral fiber
These are the women of integrity
I talk nothing else but
Women like Nthabiseng Mthethwa
Women like Mapaseka Dlamini
Women like Sebolelo Mokoena
Women like Elsie Moganedi
Look around they are there
To reconstitute norms and Values.
I call them women of integrity
As Harley barley, there are honorable women
Full of high concentration of moral fiber
They adhere to walk the walks
And talk the talks; they are extraordinary in every aspect
Women like Delsile Hlophe
Women like Nonhlanhla Ndlovu
Women like Ellah Ngomane
Women like Whitey Mahlangu
Chronically they remain transparent
I call them honorable women of integrity
Fair remain fair as long as it's fair
There are extraordinary women
They are living in their time
And they are in time with their integrity
They deserve honor as they live it
Perfectionism is not enough
They remain constant and consistent
Women like Mapule Tshabalala
Women like Sara Mahlangu
Women like Selina Madihlaba
They are extraordinary women they deserve their Honor
I fore one applaud them for inherent of their heredity
There are women who are making difference
Printing their footprints
Simplicity remain predictable
They have their own significance
Women like Nomusa Tshangana
Women like Nomsa Masilela
Women like Modiegi Mphake
I call them extraordinary women of integrity
There are superwomen and extraordinary women
Honorable women and women of integrity
They have built their reputation and sustain moral regeneration
They have gained it through their subordinates
I re-institute and reinstate their perfectionism
And their high concentration moral fiber
And they remain significant role players
Women like Nonhalnhla Matshika
Women like Thokozile Moyo
Women like Leisje Templeman
Women like Magrietha slabber
Women like Lisa Mateya
And the list is endless
To all of you, Halala Basadi! ! !
I salute you today
poem by Jacques Sprenkie Mateya
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Robbers
Robbers are everywhere,
titled with honors.
They live like kings,
Action of them stings.
When they rob in millions,
as commissions,
actually they let others
to rob in billions.
Those who talk about justice,
corrupt free nations at their home,
bribe our politicians,
to rob from our poor nations.
What you preach can be practiced,
in double standard?
To let your own country to prosper,
why do you let us, the poor, to suffer?
The honorable robbers,
are our politicians,
who rob our peace,
our future and the sleep.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Blessed Are The Poor In Spirit
Did you ever understand this?
If my spirit was poor, how could I enter heaven?
Was I depressed?
Understanding editing,
I see how a comma, removed or inserted
with careful plan,
can change everything.
I was reminded of this
when a poor young man
in Tunisia
desperate to live
and humiliated for trying
set himself ablaze;
I felt uncomfortably warm
as if scalded by his shame.
I do not have to sell vegetables from a cart as he did
or live in narrow rooms too small for spacious thought;
and, at this late date,
I do not worry that someone will
remove every single opportunity
for me to thrive.
Still, I am connected to, inseparable from,
this young man.
Blessed are the poor, in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Jesus. (Commas restored) .
Jesus was as usual talking about solidarity: about how we join with others
and, in spirit, feel the world, and suffering, the same as them.
This is the kingdom of owning the other as self, the self as other;
that transforms grief into
peace and delight.
I, and you, might enter the heaven
of right here
through this door.
In this spirit, knowing we are blessed,
we might remain poor
poem by Alice Walker
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Only one medicine
Only one medicine to keep away the stress
Act more and think less
No use of head at wrong time
If so then it is big crime
B.P. may rise along with tension
Lot more problems not to mention
Yet more worry for its prevention
Finally reaching to end without any invitation
Life is to be spent purposefully
It must result successfully
Not to worry much about ailing world
Maintain self and remain within fold
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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De Rong Song
Your house is
Falling down
Around
Your
Feet,
And you got
Nought
To eat,
Don't worry
Be happy.
Your fish
Have drowned
You wear
A frown,
You search
But you don't
Own a pound,
Don't worry
Be happy.
You ain't got
Nowhere to
Play,
Just balconies
And
Motorways,
Don't worry
Be happy.
You meet
Someone
You really like,
They tell you to
Get on your bike,
Don't worry
Be happy.
You're on your bike
And all is fine,
You get caught
In a washing line,
Don't worry
Be happy.
You go to school
The school is
Gone,
The Government
Put pressure on,
Don't worry
Be happy.
Your tea is
Dry
Your ice is
Hot,
Your head is
Tied up in a
Not,
Don't worry
Be happy.
You worry
Because
You're hurrying,
And hurry
Because
You're worrying,
Don't happy
Be worried.
poem by Benjamin Zephaniah
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Might is right
It is always the fact that might is right
They will go on till the end to fight
They may do it with the speed of light
They have the wisdom and long sight
Small insects kill smaller one
Big also kill little one and go on
It is complete cycle of exploitation
Everybody looses in turn and in rotation
So if rich rule the scene then nothing wrong
Not all can be in race and come along
It is sheer coincidence that mighty rule
Otherwise not all the people are fool
Person with abundance can sustain losses
He may have no regret even if looses
This gives them little advantage
Rest all feel confined to cage
Once you are under domination you are bound to suffer
You may have no rights other than to differ
So poor remain poor and rich gets richer
Poor remain suppressed for times to come
Rich are dominating and always welcome
Corruption has engulfed poor and rich alike
Everybody is influenced and affected with hike
No one wants to remain as poor like
Rich too wants not to become poor and dislike
This is tendency that we feel pity for poor
We have seen them knocking the door
But it is the system that will remain forever
Even if God descends on earth it will be there
If you have same system with no discrimination
No one may work and develop alienation
They will feel free with passing of responsibility
Here comes then the end of clear and distinct ability
If you have system with loop holes anybody will escape
No one can restrict the temptation or put the cap
Only the poor fail to emerge for the want of resources
The powerful emerge and re-emerge with full force
The oppression part is little disturbing
No one can force or go on curbing
No one can be forced to undergo torture
Even God has made it very sure
The rich may have disliking for poor
Poor to may have tendency to show exit door
It has been clash of time for centuries and very old
No one can buy it or arguments can be sold
Lord may wish so for all His children
He may even grant the same blessing even
Yet that difference may remain and even if not
The needless wars might not have been fought
The human beings may create it to rule
They make use of all available tools
Rich may tackle poor and poor may tackle down trodden
As the system remains same with all the odds even
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Go To Next Door
'Go to next door'
Shouted neighbor
The man was poor
With pitiful eyes standing on floor
It is disgusting to note
Equally not noble to float
And idea to feel some soft corner
To rush to poor as sympathizer
Many able body persons
Resort to begging for unknown reasons
May be an easy way to enjoy life
Without worry, tension or strife
New born babies are taken on hire
We look at them and but show no desire
To help in any way as they follow you
Take all patience out and displeasure passes through
Poor are of many kinds in high class too
At the end of month they turn poor to be true
Almost all sources dry up and they remain penniless
Question comes up as how to cope up and face no chase
Even powerful nations turn poor on faulty planning
Limitless spending and overstretched plans need scanning
Over night their currency falls below grade and sink
Much below expectation and nation is even starved to drink
Poverty of any kind is just unimaginable
It stands there at the door with all the troubles
Individuals and nations struggle to ward of crisis
Ways and means are pressed into service with more emphasis
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Don’t Worry (Matthew 6: 24-34)
Don’t worry about your life
About what will you eat and drink
About your body
About what will you wear
Isn’t it obvious that life is more important than food?
And body is more important than cloth?
Why worry when it doesn’t add an inch in your life span
If you have a time to worry
Use it to relieve one by one of your worry
Remember what is important for you
So you won’t waste your time and lose it
Trust your worry to God
If He dresses up the grass in the field
Fate to be there today and burnt tomorrow
He will also look after you
Even you are failed yesterday and down in sorrow
Don’t worry and say
What will we drink?
What will we eat?
What will we wear?
Don’t worry about tomorrow
It will be a countless end
Because tomorrow has its own worry
A day’s worry is enough for a day
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Crazy Jane On God
That lover of a night
Came when he would,
Went in the dawning light
Whether I would or no;
Men come, men go;
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
Banners choke the sky;
Men-at-arms tread;
Armoured horses neigh
In the narrow pass:
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
I had wild jack for a lover;
Though like a road
That men pass over
My body makes no moan
But sings on:
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
Before their eyes a house
That from childhood stood
Uninhabited, ruinous,
Suddenly lit up
From door to top:
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
Oh, that lover of a night
Came when he would,
Went in the dawning light
Whether I would or no;
Men come, men go;
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
All things remain in god.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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The Blood Of The Poor
I rise early
And see in the east
In the morning
Find you surprisingly
A ball of crimson red
The blood of the poor and destitute
You must have drunk yesterday!
Was it easy, tasty and very cheap?
Or the blood of the rich is not red!
At twilight
In the far west
Again I see you deep red
Surely you have been fed
With the blood of the poor and the destitute
As a tricky delicate delicious food.
Still you are honorable!
Still you are worship able!
In the east
You rise
For the rich
If we put
Our demand
In front of you
Behind the cloud
You start to play hide and seek.
Willingly you have forgotten
Without keeping the promise
Going down to sleep
In the west
Like a thief
And become a perjure
Now it is cent percent sure
No one is in this world for the weak and the poor.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Worries
Everyday we worry
whenever something goes wrong.
Some worry more than others
and their problems seem to grow.
We worry about our kids,
what troubles they get into.
We worry about money,
and how we will pay the bills.
We worry about food
will we have enough
to keep our bellies fed
and give us our daily bread.
We worry about everything
that goes on around us,
our family, our friends, our neighbours
and even strangers
whose lives we do not know.
Sometimes our worries
can even make us ill.
We can never stop worrying.
It is just part of our frame of mind.
However, we should stop worrying
about what is going to happen,
as we cannot change it
or alter its course.
2 July 2008
poem by David Harris
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Don't Worry
Can you sleep as the sound
hits youre ears one at a time
non spoken balance here
nabrige for so meany years
that i should stare at receivers
to recive her isn't fair
dont worry ill catch you
dont worry ill catch you
dont ever worry your arms in mine any time
wouldnt trade any thing
youre still my everything
to my suprise and
for my eyes your life
dont worry ill catch you
dont worry ill catch you
dont ever worry
still breaking old habbits habbits
you pulled the world over me
i can see everything everything
remembering just loven n vain
dont worry ill catch you
dont worry ill catch you
dont ever worry
no need for reminding
ur still all that matters to me
song performed by by Simple Plan
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