To be a saint is the exception to be upright is the rule. Err, falter, sin, but be upright. To commit the least possible sin is the law for man. Sin is a gravitation.
quote by Victor Hugo
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A man should be upright, not be kept upright.
quote by Marcus Aurelius
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In Your Conduct
See no evil and do no evil!
Being peaceful to one another is better than throwing bombs;
And be upright in your conduct and in your conversation.
Upright and loving-kindness!
For the little that a righteous person does have is,
Better than the great riches of the wicked ones!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Cat's Dream
cat
Egyptians' god
Japanese's courtesan
divine or despised
you walk tall
proving the
big dog is
but a coward
its heart
smaller
than your fist
fainter than your sneeze
as you stand upright
mom uses it as a lesson
for little tom
'Walk upright and
the world bows to you.'
i understand why
they buried the pharoahs
in giant feline strucutures
made to last for a million days
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Standing tall
it is not how
many legs
you have
but how tall
you walk
i know why
all the prophets
carried a stick
it is to show followers
how to walk tall
i know why the
chinese write
from left to right
and upright
it's because
they aim to
walk tall
as confucius
steadfast as
his tenets
i know why
buddha sat
upright all
this while
it is to help
souls gain
nirvana
with one
straight
philosophy
a philosophy
that connects
heaven straight
with earth
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Sonnet: God, Give us more Patience
When things seem to happen contrariwise,
A state of hopelessness also prevails;
When virtues are suppressed by men of vice,
The oppressed class still faces mighty gales.
‘O God, Hast Thou forsaken us? ’ We ask;
I taunt myself for being in great haste;
Have I to wear like others God, a mask?
The environs disfavor ones who’re chaste.
O God, let not the upright go berserk!
Help us to undergo this transient face;
Let not the mishaps threaten us or irk;
Let Thine grace help us challenges to face.
But let us not slide down the upright-hill,
Or take our bath in polluted a rill.
poem by John Celes
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There is no exception to the rule that every rule has an exception.
quote by James Thurber
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Our Green Lovely Planet
If there were only dawns
and sunsets never came
I wonder if this world
would ever been the same.
If there were only births
and no one ever died,
over population
would be the rule of the day.
No one would be able to move.
We’d all be standing upright
and our green lovely planet
wouldn’t be green and lovely
anymore.
poem by David Harris
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Fools haven
The haven of fools
This is the haven fools
Fools do not like greatness
So they hate to progress
Fools lack wisdom
They are far from freedom
Their heart attaineth riches
But they don't have riches
Fools will perish
But the upright will flourish
He will nourish
Has anybody seen
The end of the foolish
Think for wisdom excelleth folly
Whom will you like to be
The end of the upright
Is everlasting life
Like a tree
Planted by the river side
Marry it, let it be your bride
Keep it as your pride
Do away with ignorant
For the truth is important
Fools has pleasure in vanity
But the happiness
Of the wise is in eternity
poem by Matt Ancient
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Sonnet- On Earth, Bad Men Seem To Fare Better
The world, threatens the best of righteous men;
Bad men join groups to taunt them all their life;
But upright men have good deeds as haven;
Unhurt and stronger, they emerge from strife.
No doubt, the way things happen, none can bear;
The world believes in lies and pomp and show;
The evil ones appear to mostly fare;
The upright men are caused immense harm/woe.
Even the land for burying dead is sold;
There is no peace of mind and heart and soul;
Ignored are illiterate, the weak and old;
Accruing wealth fast-track is now man's goal.
The fate of fellow-men depends on men;
Some make the earth Heaven, yet miss Heaven.
poem by John Celes
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The Man In The Dead Machine
High on a slope in New Guinea
The Grumman Hellcat
lodges among bright vines
as thick as arms. In 1943,
the clenched hand of a pilot
glided it here
where no one has ever been.
In the cockpit, the helmeted
skeleton sits
upright, held
by dry sinews at neck
and shoulder, and webbing
that straps the pelvic cross
to the cracked
leather of the seat, and the breastbone
to the canvas cover
of the parachute.
Or say the shrapnel
missed him, he flew
back to the carrier, and every
morning takes the train, his pale
hands on the black case, and sits
upright, held
by the firm webbing.
poem by Donald Hall
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Old Upright Piano
For as long as I remember, when friday night came round
The family would gather out at grandpas house.
With supper over and the dishes done
It was then the best time came
At an old upright piano that only grandma played.
She played beautiful dreamer, my wild irish rose;
She never played em perfect, but there was love in every note.
Grandpa sat beside her, in harmony they sang,
At the old upright piano that only grandma played.
Grandpa was a stubborn man, they said it was his style.
Grandma called him ornery, but she said it with a smile.
Even he could not disguise the love he felt so strong;
We all could see it in his eyes when she played his favorite song.
She played beautiful dreamer, my wild irish rose;
She never played em perfect, but there was love in every note.
Grandpa sat beside her, in harmony they sang,
At the old upright piano that only grandma played.
I was almost 17 when my grandma died;
I stayed all night with grandpa; the old man never cried.
He sat at her piano, there was nothing we could say
It was the first time in my life I ever heard my grandpa play.
It wasnt beautiful dreamer or my wild irish rose
It was a song he played from memory & he never missed a note
I sat right there beside him until the morning came
What a friend we have in jesus was the only song he played.
She played beautiful dreamer, my wild irish rose;
She never played em perfect, but there was love in every note.
Grandpa sat beside her, in harmony they sang,
At the old upright piano that only grandma played.
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Psalms in Poetry - Chapter 1
1So blessed is he who shall reject
Advice from ones, who are wicked,
And not supporting sinners’ paths
Nor seated with cynics in group;
2 But who delights in Yahweh’s law,
And murmurs them all night and day!
3Such one’s like tree planted near streams,
And bears its fruit in right season;
Whose leaves do not wither at all,
And every project well succeeds.
4How different are the wicked ones!
–Like chaff that’s blown around by wind.
5Wicked won’t stand firm at Judgment
Nor sinners with upright persons.
6For Yahweh watches upright’s path
And wicked’s path is forev’r doomed!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-12-2009
poem by John Celes
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There are no exceptions to the rule that everybody likes to be an exception to the rule.
quote by George Osner
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Du hast (You hate/ you have) (Lyrics)
You...
You hate...
You hate me...
You...
You hate...
You hate me...
You...
You hate...
You hate me...
You...
You hate...
You hate me...
You...
You hate...
You hate me...
You hate me...
You hate me to say...
You hate me to say...
You hate me to say and I did not obey.
Will you until death does sever,
Be upright to her forever.
Never!
Never!
Will you until death does sever,
Be upright to her forever.
Never!
Never!
You...
You hate...
You hate me...
You...
You hate...
You hate me...
You...
You hate...
You hate me...
You hate me...
You hate me to say...
You hate me to say...
You hate me to say and I did not obey.
Will you always be her rider,
Her lover too, to stay inside her.
Never!
Never!
Will you until death does sever,
Be upright to her forever.
Never!
Never!
Will you always be her rider,
Her lover too, to stay inside her.
Never!
Never!
poem by Satan's Sibling
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There are two great rules in life, the one general and the other particular. The first is that every one can in the end get what he wants if he only tries. This is the general rule. The particular rule is that every individual is more or less of an exception to the general rule.
quote by Samuel Butler
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There is only one position for an artist anywhere; and that is upright.
quote by Dylan Thomas
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You have to bow a few times before you can stand upright.
Better to die upright than to live on your knees.