The wise man's wealth lies in good deeds that follow ever after him.
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Sonnet: My Wealth- Poetry
The wealth that God has given me is one!
One in a million earthlings may possess;
A gift that few dream of under the sun;
In such short time, He has given excess.
Maybe, the wealth is not in silver/ gold;
Immeasurable, priceless and unsurpassed;
In centuries, it cannot become old;
And God gave it though I had never asked.
This wealth will do miracles on readers;
Good deeds will happen ev’n after I die;
It will produce good men and good leaders,
And help earthlings to shun evil/ defy!
God will reward me in Heaven again;
On earth, temptations will be on the wane!
10-20-2001
poem by John Celes
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Getting Good Deeds Done
The best of good deeds,
Are not the ones discussed to be done!
The best deeds that are good...
Are those deeds lived,
And done by the ones who know
When and how to give!
Getting deeds done
Without discussions,
Weaken good intentions...
With diminishing attention given!
And spoken words without action,
Provide no satisfaction.
Although distracts with attraction,
That gets everyone talking...
And then walking away,
Just to say,
They promised they would come!
They promised to provide support...
But not get involved,
With getting good deeds done.
They see deeds as no lasting remedy!
But distortions of their involvement,
In the eyes of everyone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Book Of Gloom
IT is a fault oneself to praise,
And yet 'tis done by each whose deeds are kind;
And if there's no deceit in what he says,
The good we still as good shall find.
Let, then, ye fools, that wise man taste
Of joy, who fancies that he s wise,
That he, a fool like you, may waste
Th' insipid thanks the world supplies.
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Forms of Wealth
To money is attributed wealth
But the open truth of wealth
Is, It is not the only kind of wealth—
There are also other forms of wealth!
Good health is the best form of wealth
Forging rich links in relationships is wealth
Spontaneous love for all life forms is wealth
To have enthusiasm in life is wealth.
Acquiring life-long learning is wealth
Experience and wisdom in life is wealth
Meeting new people is also wealth
Visiting new places too is authentic wealth.
The quest to explore something is wealth
To have a positive mind-set is wealth
Existence of deep internal peace is wealth
Early morning waking up with joy is wealth.
Possessing high self-respect is wealth
Having strong spiritual connection is wealth
There exist so many types of wealth
Constitute all these and you're with full wealth!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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A Refusal to Conform
I'm so tired of being sensible,
Tired of being wise,
All of the things I should do,
It's lies, lies, lies!
I want to get drunk instead,
I want to get right out of my head,
All of the things you told me to do,
All the ways I could have pleased you,
It's lies, lies, lies!
It comes as no surprise
That getting drunk is the only way out,
Let me stand on the rooftops and shout
'Lies, lies, lies! '
You'd have liked me to be a good boy,
Someone your colleagues could employ,
Someone who fitted in,
Who didn't have the courage to sin,
Someone to make you proud,
Someone who didn't shout out loud
'It's lies, lies, lies! '
I wasn't prepared to say yes to you,
I wasn't prepared to do what you do,
Go to hell, old father,
It's lies, lies, lies,
And that is the way a hero dies!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Often Awed
A doer of good deeds,
Isn't sitting to receive accolades...
Heard,
In thunderous applause.
Thinking what is done is deserving of it.
A doer of good deeds done to do...
Is often awed,
That what is done naturally...
Gets any attention for those deeds done,
That pleases the giving of the doer...
Whose choice is the choosing,
Of the doing of those good deeds to do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thinking good thoughts is not enough, doing good deeds is not enough, seeing others follow your good examples is enough.
quote by Douglas Horton
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History is Bunkum
History is Bunkum
History is often written by the victor
A web of deceit woven by the writer
To glorify the deeds of his master
And decry the good deeds of the loser:
His name is vilified
His good deeds set aside
His just cause demonised
Only the winner is glorified
History is father and mother of lies
Fabrications the writer describes
Leaving us an account after his demise,
A legacy that hopefully fools and survives
The passage of time testifies to its credibility
Self-interest confers on it the seal of authenticity
It is then paraded as the voice of truth and sanity
But we all know it is mostly hot air and vanity.
poem by Isam Hussain
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We Could Be So Good Together
We could be so good together
Ya, so good together
We could be so good together
Ya, we could, I know we could
Tell you lies
I tell you wicked lies
Tell you lies
Tell you wicked lies
Tell you bout the world that well invent
Wanton world without lament
Enterprise, expedition
Invitation and invention
Ya, so good together
Ah, so good together
We could be so good together
Ya, we could, know we could
Alright!
Do da do do do do do bup bup de day
We could be so good together
Ya, so good together
We could be so good together
Ya, we could, I know we could
Tell you lies
Tell you wicked lies
Tell you lies
Tell you wicked lies
The time you wait subtracts the joy
Beheads the angels you destroy
Angels fight, angels cry
Angels dance and angels die
Ya, so good together
Ah, but so good together
We could be so good together
Ya, we could, know we could
song performed by by Doors
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You Dont Have To Be Old To Be Wise
Ive had enough of being programmed
And told what I ought to do
Lets get one thing straight
Ill choose my fate
And its got nothing to do with you
The years are flying by and its time I got high
Took a sample of the good things in life
This is a chance
Im gonna take
Gonna kick out trouble and strife
I grow sick and tired of the same old lies
Might look a little young
So whats wrong
You dont have to be old to be wise
No I dont care that the people stare
Accuse me of going mad
Just get a long hard look into the mirror
Then, tell me now whos been had
The way things are going I wont get to show em
Go single all the times up to me
So its off with the ties
No compromise
Wanna taste what its like to be free
I grow sick and tired of the same old lies
Might look a little young
So whats wrong
You dont have to be old to be wise
I grow sick and tired of the same old lies
Might look a little young
So whats wrong
You dont have to be old to be wise
Alright, Im gonna gather my things
Go through the door
Live and let live from now on
At last a free hand, no longer pre-planned
I got a will of my own
I go as I please
Fend for myself
Pull all the stops, throw the dice
Out on my own, gonna go it alone
When I need it
Then Ill ask for advice
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
You dont have to be old to be wise
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song performed by by Judas Priest
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An upright soul
Thoughts must conform to words
And words to deeds to give peace.
Good thoughts and bad words: one is
raw.
Bad thoughts and good words: one is a cheat.
Good words and bad deeds: one is
cruel.
Bad words and good deeds: one is a
barker.
Thoughts, words and deeds must not
be
In conflicts to ensure an upright soul.
25.11.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Man has three friends on whose company he relies. First, wealth which goes with him only while good fortune lasts. Second, his relatives; they go only as far as the grave, leave him there. The third friend, his good deeds, go with him beyond the grave.
Man has three friends on whose company he relies. First, wealth which goes with him only while good fortune lasts. Second, his relatives they go only as far as the grave, leave him there. The third friend, his good deeds, go with him beyond the grave.
He is not wise to me who is wise in words only, but he who is wise in deeds.
quote by Saint Gregory
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Good words and bad deeds deceive both wise and simple.
Health and Wealth
When I had health, I strived to earn more wealth;
I toiled so hard that I soon lost my health!
When I got wealth, more vice crept in by stealth;
My wealth was gone, so also my good health!
So, keep your health and earn some wealth;
Don't earn more wealth and lose all health;
Just use your wealth to keep your health;
In life on earth, Health is your wealth!
poem by John Celes
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Goes Around, Comes Around
What goes around, comes around
As I always have been told,
So what you have done unto others,
Unto you, someday the same will unfold.
The evils that you have held
And the lies that you have spoke,
Someday you will be visited by them all
And by those deeds alone, you will choke.
Karma will come and get you
From it you cannot run and or hide
She will follow till your end on Earth
And she’ll mock you the day that you die.
What goes around comes around
Truer words have never been said
Your life will be full of sadness and pain
From the life that you once had led.
To the pain and suffering that you caused
From the evils and lies that you dealt
Believing lies that you told and hold
For you there will be a special place in Hell.
And you might not die alone
You might have your family and or friends
But when your passing has came and gone
No one will think good of you, ever again.
What comes around, goes around
I think deeply on that thought,
Because nothing truly can you hide from man
And from GOD, your always caught.
You might lie only to lie to yourself
But then soon, it comes back to you
And then you see the pain that you caused
Then they’ll will be nothing that you can do.
Suffering will be yours alone forever
Your moaning in pain will be your only sound
And I myself will mock and ignore you
For as they say, what comes around, goes around.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Heaven vs Hell
A breath away from heaven, yet a spark away from hell.
I titter on a tightrope of thoughts and deeds that foretell
My future in this life, but may well sacrifice the other…
Unless I’m strong enough to believe there is another.
One day it seems that reams of problems aren’t worth my time;
Then another sunrise bestows fortunes far beyond sublime.
Can it be that there is a spirit that represents all that is good,
And a countervailing force deterring the course of what I should?
Now rules of the game seem to reward only those able to win.
No thought is given to whether their ways are moral, right... or a sin.
For them hell is only a possibility from an economic point of view;
Until they possess all the wealth, that’s the heaven they’ll pursue.
For such individuals heaven and hell can be closer than ever before;
Sadly, addiction to false heavenly riches turn them into hell’s whores.
As I titter on life’s tightrope, both heaven and hell seem oh so near.
Deeds of love and not needs for wealth mean I have nothing to fear.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Oh You Without Sin
Oh you without sin come and cast the first stone
Since a fair go for all you've been known to condone
You've always been truthful you never tell lies
But you won't cast the stone since you are too wise,
Oh you without sin you don't put others down
And you have no yearning for wealth and renown
You don't speak ill of others do a good deed each day
And for to help those in need of help you go out of your way,
You will never be famous or a proclaimed millionaire
Since the money you earn with the needy you share
If everyone were like you there would not be poverty
And of war and racism the World would be free
And though you are free of sin the stone you will not cast
As you say the saint of tomorrow is the sinner of the past.
poem by Francis Duggan
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