The more responsibilities a man assumes, the more likely he is to meet them.
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It is easy to dodge our responsibilities, but we cannot dodge the consequences of dodging our responsibilities.
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Much is said about the burdens and responsibilities of married men. Responsibilities indeed there are, if they but felt them: but as to burdens what are they?
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When a judge assumes the power to decide which distinctions made in a statute are legitimate and which are not, he assumes the power to disapprove of any and all legislation, because all legislation makes distinctions.
quote by Robert Bork
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Laura Bush is the same way. I mean, they both, um, understand, they understand the challenges of the moment and understand the responsibilities, he understands the responsibilities he has to protect the national security of America as well as the economic security of America.
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Brown Beer
Wood, food, hood, mood;
And like a very dark brown beer!
But obligate yourselves to women in marriage and,
Listen to my muse when i write.
Brown Beer,
Mean are ready to use women! !
But they fail to take up the responsibilities of their children.
Brown Beer,
And this is like the border between Mexico and California!
But try to take up the responsibilities of the children of these women.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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An Eloquent Teacher
Of one's responsibilities and of one's properties,
The day od clouds and thick darkness will meet us all;
But, copulation brings about the fertilization of the eggs.
To quicken your pace in this 'rat-race'!
With nods and grunts;
And like the legends of the Hidden City! !
But, you need to dicover your inner self as well on this love.
This thing called 'love' is eating you up!
And, you now need my romance to keep you going;
For, i am an eloquent teacher who wants to lead you on.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Stepping up to Life
Do you ever stop and think about
The chapters of folks’ lives?
They started from absolutely nothing
Took on a husband or wife
Bought a house and then planned
A family, one kid at a time
Careers went into the mix
It’s all so interesting, I find
Bought a car and chose a pet
Tried hard to make it all work
Responsibilities piling up
Mysteries would constantly lurk
Chapter after chapter of their lives
Ticked by till retirement came
Some responsibilities gone
No, life was never the same
Now spring is here once again
Sure, there are new kinds of strife
But folks will do as they always have
They are stepping up to life!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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A Pole and The Rope
A pole and the rope not visible at all,
Pulled and rewind cord, perfect of all.
From the middle of the heart,
The cable extends near and afar,
From the center of the nation,
The chain prolong to space station,
When the pole is the love,
The rope is the responsibilities.
Stuck to the invisible pole of love,
Our responsibilities inspire us to excel,
For each and every one of them,
Whom we love and cherish.
From the pole of patriotism,
Our duties start to end in victory.
Is there any difference?
Between the love and patriotism,
The poles, around which our life goes around.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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I Remembered You Today
for some reason
remembered the last
conversation with you
about adaptation
adulthood responsibilities
abilities opportunities
I still wish the best for you
like all the students like you
I once had memory wonderful
pleasure to know teach meet
I kinda wrote 2 poems for you
and any time anyone ever reads
them with any pleasure or joy
it will be because of you
you already know success
will follow you wherever
you go when you
put in the effort
with integrity
sincerity honesty
ability plus stick ability
backbone hard work
poem by Terence George Craddock
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You Know What Theyre Writing About
You know what theyre writing about
Baby you know what theyre writing about
Its a thing called love down through the ages
Makes you wanna cry sometimes
Makes you feel like you wanna lay down and die sometimes
Makes you high sometimes
But when you really get in it lifts you right up
Aint it a wonderful game
Aint it a marvellous game
And when theres no more words to say about love I go
Meet me down, meet me down,
Meet me down by the river
Meet me down by the water
Meet me down by the water
Meet me down by the pylons
Meet me down by the pylons
Meet me down by the pylons
Meet me down by the pylons
Meet me, meet me, I want you to meet me - are you there
And know, know, know, know
I want you to meet me - are you there
I want you to meet me - are you there
And know, know, know, know, know
I want you to meet me
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Please Do Not Ask Me How A River Feels
children bathe in the river.
we were children once, we bathe in the river
we float and go with the flow of the river
we lied to mother we were afraid of father
but we were children once and we bathed in the river
we all know how a river felt
throughout our bodies
time runs like a river how many times shall i tell you that
we had mud all over
we were once children we grow to be men
strong arms and swift feet
we caught fish
we claim to be men with responsibilities
we are still children at heart we still feel the rivers running on our skins
i know, i still know how a river feels
time does not know how to kill the feel of rivers
do not ask me then if i have forgotten the river
we are men with responsibilities we have gone away
far from what we are
the river still flows and it will never stop
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Autumnal Math
The ground assumes its portent.
The good of the season remains in what is left behind.
It takes what lays down or is laid down upon it.
You'd think it a kind of king of accountants.
You'd sink down an addition of arithmetics,
heartbeats, breaths, footings found and lost,
all the unintended landings of a life.
You'd think it wouldn't stop.
You'd sink down even wide awake in this season.
Such sinking pretends its endings in countless
geometries of folding life down or over
and under sundering fractions apart,
forgetting theorems, all but the final one.
The rest can change or pretend to.
Admit you are no good at numbers.
Admit you can only count to a certain sum,
or down to it. Reverse your life if you want to,
wind it down with a memory. Beef up the end.
Noble or not, you can fake it.
Planning is what counts for indemnity.
You can make it seem to make sense.
You can try a new line on every stranger you meet.
You've only begun to juggle Euclid anew under
white lids painted shut with mortician's abacus.
You know a new counting accounting for fainter signs,
new ground to flick numbers between your teeth.
What's left behind is now wrong.
The good of it is what belongs to the
laying down of lines about what you've
finally done. Recounting your old formulas
gives some lingering warm to nerves on edge.
No hedging now.
The ground assumes its importance.
The season rattles all our leaving
in its cupped hand.
poem by Warren Falcon
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A Mathematician To His Love
Come integrate and let ourselves combine
And we will all the Xs and Ys resolve
My area is yours, your domains are mine
My thoughts, around your axis will revolve
Your smile traces a curve into my heart
Your wink accelerated up the beats
Unbalanced Force might soon tear it apart
Fluid Friction may lead to overheats
My love assumes no limit to its scoop
Except from Zero to Infinity
Endless and eternal as is hope
Affected not by Newton's gravity
Let my dreams intersect along with yours
We'll share a common venue where to meet
Run your line parallel to mine in course
Or coincident, would just be as great.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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We As Women
How can one feel better with gender discrimination?
When all sorts of abuses, including on body, are thrust upon
This assumes grater degree when it is racially oriented
Not a word about atrocity is said or ever lamented
How I feel as woman is matter of no relevance?
One can clearly understand and draw the inference
How many countries are still under mental occupation?
Color is their main enemy and source of indignation
May be lot many words are said in our praise?
What ever may be elevation of status and still has transformation phase!
We are still target for causing torture, abuse and humiliation
End doesn’t seem to be in sight and poses big question
You take any where the position of woman and analyze
It won’t be happy occasion to take pride and summarize
Nature has given them role and has to seek safety
At any level they may need shelter as per capacity
We have special role to play and adjust
In today’s environment it is required and must
Females have been assigned with special responsibilities
They are in fact adored with respect and assured sureties
World has yet to grant them equal status
Even though they are coming up fast in radius
Yet more has to be done to improve their living
Many countries have to take steps to relieve the sufferings
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Every man assumes the colors of his surroundings.
Objectified
All beautiful things meet their demise
Flowers in bloom surely will die
Frozen are the wings of the dead butterfly
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Clouds of gray spoil the light of the skies
The ocean must fall in order to rise
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
I knew I was doomed when you first said, “Hi.”
Two ships in the night, we were bound to collide
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Four months can pass in the blink of an eye
We lose ourselves without having to try
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
The simplest words become hard to define
You can’t see the truth when you cover your eyes
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Your pay the price to take this ride
Slowly, you find that you’re living a lie
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Pictures of us will fade over time
We become strangers in a world so wide
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
You’ll keep on searching for what you won’t find
You’ll lose your faith while I lose my mind
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
All beautiful things meet their demise
Sometimes your morals get left behind
It will be too late when you realize
Because all beautiful things meet their demise
poem by Vaida Marea
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When a man assumes leadership, he forfeits the right to mercy.
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The viper assumes the colors of his surroundings.
Globalism is an ideology of enslaving everyone to a cause that no one assumes.
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It is our responsibilities, not ourselves, that we should take seriously.
quote by Peter Ustinov
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