What Master Jacky does not learn, Mr. John never knows.
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The Dusky Wood-Swallow
Surely must you know me,
Friendly and content;
All my actions show me
Freely confident;
With my band of toilers,
When the blue days smile:
Little Jacky Martin
Come to stay a while.
Every town and village
Knows me, every farm.
Mine no wish to pillage,
Mine no will to harm;
Busy in the orchard,
My pest-destroying band:
Little Jacky Martin
Come to lend a hand.
Suddenly appearing
In far forest land
When you've cut a clearing,
Lo, I am at hand,
Wheeling, soaring floating
Where the new fields bask;
Little Jacky Martin
Come to aid the task.
In the chilly weather
See us in the trees,
Huddled up together
Like the swarming bees.
Awing again and toiling
When the chill days end;
Little Jacky Martin
Everybody's friend.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Lord of the Flies
Oh Master my Master
Oh where have you been
I wallowed in filth and
I drowned in sin
Oh Master my Master
It's my rotten luck
To swim in the decay
And swallow the muck
Oh Master my Master
I stand in the fires
Surrounded by murderers
Thieves, cheaters, and liars
Oh Master my Master
the earth has turned red
Fluid with blood
Of the recently dead
Oh Master my Master
What's wrong with the world
The blackness unfolds
Like a flag that's unfurled
Oh Master my Master
You ignore my cries
And now I'm quite sure
You're the Lord of the Flies
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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Learn
when broken
learn
when happy
learn
when bored
learn
when you float and does not know what to do
learn just the same
when filled with idealism
learn
when fed with what you cannot swallow
learn again
when the times get rough and you want to kill yourself
learn, learn, learn
you still have many things to learn
faces of life
bodies of life
learn, learn, learn everything
do not surrender
for in truth, you do not do what you only want
you will also do what you are told to do
no questions asked
or you will be left out
or you will be not a part of the picture
this life
learn, learn, learn, always learn
do not surrender
live, learn, live, learn
you will soon do all that others will tell you
learn, learn and learn again
and sooner you will have learned everything
and then do what you want to do
with firm conviction
you know now what is right
and that is what you will do,
now without even being told
you have become yourself
but still learn, learn, and learn again
because
you might be wrong,
try thinking some more, learn
relearn, learn, learn, learn, forevermore....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Am I a master
I am the master, master of art
have painted true pictures,
of rising sun, mountain, sea
through jungles flowing rivers,
shining stars, birds, cloudy sky,
can paint anything and everything.
insects, lions, bear and deer.
just like the living things.
I am the master, master of art,
can make my own paint and brush
Alas! but cannot create raw material
of any of paint, brush or canvas.
Oh! can not paint these seven
which are made only in heaven:
smell, touch, look, hear and taste,
emotions, thought and breathe.
No, I am not the master, master of art
can paint uncountable things yet not.
Not possible to paint love and laugh
I have to go again and again to learn
to the supreme master, who painted
the universe, stars, moon and sun
(C) S. D. Tiwari
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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In The Mood
Hes in the mood to touch the fire
Hes in the mood to touch everything you are
Jackys locked in a silent dream
Hes watching movies on the tv screen
He feels unsteady, lights a cigarette
Hes getting mellow in his cabinet
Oh, jacky, when everything goes wrong
Get ready, for youve got to be, youve got to be so strong
Its so supersensual, sentimental
Forget about your deepest fears
Switch back to the golden years
Youve got to touch the fire, wake up little boy
Youve got to play the fire
Jackys spying, is it her or not
His eyes are burning cause the brains too hot
He sitting calmly on his swivel chair
Theres something coming from the upper stairs
Now listen to me, jacky
You were always so lonesome in that quiet lonely house
High on a hill
Now come... come and meet me
You know where
And we take a nice and easy holiday
Back in the old, old days of happiness
Oh jacky....
Switch back to the golden years
Gold/1984
song performed by by Alphaville
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The Duck that Stays so Still
daily food for me
right in front of me
come rain or shine
oh master
for your love
i would die for you
anytime, this passion
in me that
runs high as the mountains
my loving master
such a friend to me
yes, i would die
for my master
the duck stays so still
for the knife to go into him one day
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Sonnet: Master-servant Relationship
Where Master cares for servant’s welfare too
And treats him like a fellow-man at least,
And twain help each other to grow and woo,
The Master can never become a beast.
Where servant earns his master’s goodwill first,
By doing duty, uttering no word,
The Master cannot ever turn his worst,
Nor any time from hilt remove his sword!
Thus, master, servant is inseparable;
One thinks about the other all the time;
And love is born strong like in a fable,
With other’s help, each makes his life sublime.
Think of the other’s needs much more than self,
And never work for worldly acclaim/pelf.
7-26-2002
poem by John Celes
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I learn
I learn when I teach others
I learn when I listen
I learn when I read
I learn from children
I learn from animals
I learn from nature
I learn how to breathe
I learn how to live
I learn how to love
I learn how to be a human being
I'm always learning ...
poem by Viorel Vintila
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The Living Loving God
Who put the boulder on the mountain top?
Who seeds the shrubs to grow on hilly sides?
Who brings the water gushing from the rocks?
Who paints the rainbow on the rainy sky?
It is the awesome God, our Creator!
The incredible perfect One Master!
Both birds and insects learn their flight from Him;
He fills the righteous vessels up to brim!
The Master sculptor, painter and Maker!
Upon His toy, He breathed life into man!
He only knows each person's true life-span;
He makes a pauper, king, and vice-versa!
He housed the snail within its own shell-home!
He gives the worst sinner, heaven's welcome;
He speaks to flora, fauna that look dumb;
He bestows all His creatures with aplomb!
O glorious God! Why can't all men know You?
Most magnificent are all things You do!
Only the fool cannot have faith in God -
The universe's only King and Lord!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 28-06-12
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Slave girls on Gor address all free men as Master, though, of course only one such would be her true Master.
quote by John Norman
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Dictates Of Inner Being
Reading Angel Kids by Jacky Newcomb, I am
determined to see it through though I am not
the right target group, she wrote this book for
those who have never read about paranormal
and supernatural events, could you believe it
she asks, using too many exclamation marks
Yet I must finish what I started, happy people
reporting their kids seeing angels and spirits -
answer questions about weird experiences –
why continue if I dislike the style - my spirit
longs for things more stimulating than fun
and laughter; let me fulfil the requirements
Set by my soul, I cannot escape the dictates
of my inner being, only watching TV leaves
me cross-eyed while going beserk…
'Angel Kids' by Jacky Newcomb
Hay House 2008
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Too Much
As a slave observes his master and so grows
Familiar in his ways (though still in fee)
I have studied Love to bend his blows
Hoping, eventually, to be free:
Meet his every visit with reproaches
When he calls you quickly, quickly tarry
Never seek him, wait till he approaches
Leaving banks where he is known to dally.
Learn to become the Master's master
Master cast as servant of the servant's
Remember Love evaporates the faster
Proportionate to how you offer urgence.
But if you're sick of peace and sanity
Feel free to disregard this monody.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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When I started law school I was shocked to learn that our legal system traditionally had the man as the head and master of the family. As late as the '70s and '80s when we were fighting for the Equal Rights Amendment, states like Louisiana still had a head and master law.
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Ode to the Spider
from whom does
the spider learn
to weave her
intricate web
so that she could
meditate on the
eight fold path?
two by two the
eight labourers (her legs)
of the path rest
after a day's pf work
and the master sits
the whole time
in the centre
of zero thought
- and heaven never
forgets to send
him his daily
requirements
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Master
Master went a-hunting,
When the leaves were falling;
We saw him on the bridle path,
We heard him gaily calling.
'Oh master, master, come you back,
For I have dreamed a dream so black!'
A glint of steel from bit and heel,
The chestnut cantered faster;
A red flash seen amid the green,
And so good-bye to master.
Master came from hunting,
Two silent comrades bore him;
His eyes were dim, his face was white,
The mare was led before him.
'Oh, master, master, is it thus
That you have come again to us?'
I held my lady's ice-cold hand,
They bore the hurdle past her;
Why should they go so soft and slow?
It matters not to master.
poem by Arthur Conan Doyle
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I Know What My Master Does
I know where my Master lives.
I need no invitation to visit where He is.
I know where my Master lives.
I know what my Master does.
I witness this on a daily basis.
And not with eyes fixed on skies above.
My Master is available whenever I call.
My Master is everything and to me my all.
My Master has seen me stumble and fall,
To get up off my knees to again walk tall.
And if it wasn't for my Master I'd be left to crawl.
I am aware ot this.
I know where my Master lives.
I need no invitation to visit where He is.
I know where my Master lives.
I know what my Master does.
I witness this on a daily basis.
And not with eyes fixed on skies above.
I know what my Master does,
Can do...
And has done for me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A man has to learn that he cannot command things, but that he can command himself; that he cannot coerce the wills of others, but that he can mold and master his own will: and things serve him who serves Truth; people seek guidance of him who is master of himself.
quote by James Allen
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Oh Well, Ill Never Learn
Looking up at the sign
It said: please keep away
And so in I ran
You see ...
Ill never learn
Oh, Ill never learn
Ill never learn
Chapter one again
Here I go again
I found a fountain of youth
And I fell in
How could I ever win ?
Ill never learn
Ill never learn
Ill never learn
Why should I mind ?
Why should I care ?
Ill never learn
Ill never learn
song performed by by Morrissey
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The Buffalo Grieves
they say when a buffalo
is to be butchered by its master
the buffalo would always cry the night
before it is killed.
the child asks why, and the man says,
'Perhaps, it grieves it cannot
serve its master anymore.'
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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I am infinitely grateful to the life which privileged me.
quote by Jacky Ickx
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