I'm oftentimes called away from my family... it's rather hard for me to be away from them. We're very close.
quote by Benjamin Bratt
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Road to Success
The road to success is not straight,
There is a curve called FAILURE,
A loop called CONFUSION,
Speed bumps called FRIENDS,
Red light called ENEMIES and
caution lights called FAMILY.
But if you have a spare called
DETERMINATION,
An engine called PERSEVERANCE,
Insurance called FAITH and
A driver called JESUS (GOD, ALLAH, ISHVAR)
You will make it to a place called
SUCCESS
poem by Pratiksha Jain
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In the name of art
‘In the name of Art’
Her legs are close together
Only two feet apart
On the bed she lay naked
The painter called it art
The photographer took a picture
Had to capture the image
Her father saw it in the papers
It made the whole family grimace
The world has seen her body
As when she was born
Everything on show
Her family forlorn
Every time the family see the picture
They rip it up and remember
She was their little baby
A loving family member
Their lives they say are ruined
The family torn apart
All because she’s a model
Working naked in the name of art
Michael Micmac Mccrory
poem by Michael Micmac Mccrory
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To be called one thing, is oftentimes to be another.
quote by Herman Melville
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A Tough Customer
Tis a story of a toper:
I knew him passing well,—
A shoemaker in Natick,
Which is oftentimes called — well-
Of course you've heard the story;
So I will not stop to tell.
He was the hardest drinker
For many miles around;
Though, as a waggish chap remarked,
"Hard drinker! I'll be bound
He drinks about as easy
As any man I've found!"
There chanced to be a "sample-room"
Close by his little shop,
In which, "just to be neighborly,"
He frequently would drop,
And "take a little something warm,"
From gin to gin-gei pop.
One day he went as usual;
And, finding no one in,
He spied upon the counter
What he supposed was gin,
And straightway took a "nipper"
From the bottle it was in.
Surveying, a la connoisseur,
The name the bottle bore,
He found 'twas aquafortis,
Which he had taken "raw," —
"A brand," quoth he, "I ne'er did see,
And never drank before."
Just then his neighbor happened in;
And, tremulous with fear,
(The bottle told the story,)
He asked if he felt queer,
And if he'd have a doctor called,
As one was living near.
"Don't worry," said the shoemaker:
"I'm all'right, I believe.
There's but one thing that's curious:
I really can't conceive
Why, when I wipe my mouth, it burns
A hole right through my sleeve!"
poem by Charles Follen Adams from Yawcob Strauss and Other Poems
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My road to success
Never be discouraged by other people's negativities towards your success. /
Stick to what you love the most some day it will turn out well. /
Some things are hard to get but are worth working hard for. /
So, it is better to support than to look down on other people's dreams. /
The road to success it is not straight there is a curve called failure. /
A loop called friends & flats called jobs, but if you have a spare called determination. /
An engine called perseverance, insurance called faith & a driver called 'jesus' /
You will make it to a place called 'Success' /
Author: Koena France Mokoena
poem by kfm Productions
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Hello family.1
Hello,
family,
how are you?
my precious ones,
i see you,
you're growing up,
i feel you,
your gentle touch,
and i know,
you will be..
okay,
i know it i do.....
Hello,
family,
how are you,
today?
I heard about about the problems,
i know it will be okay,
because i trust in someone,
much greater then you or I,
and i must say I'm convinced,
you'll be safe,
so please don't cry....
Hello family,
I know it's hard,
what's going on,
it hurts my heart so much,
but I know,
that it will not go too wrong,
I know you're hurting,
i know it's hard,
but just remember,
that God is in our hearts...
Hello,
family,
Don't be scared,
im at your side,
i know know it seems horrible right now,
But i still know,
it will be alright,
see there's something more here,
that's at work,
in our hard hearts,
and i know,
you'll be safe,
he won't let us fall apart...
He wont let us fall apart....
poem by Sandra jacks
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A Perfect Family
A perfect family is what we all wish for.
We see people that have families that are much different than ours.
As we experience their unique culture, we wish we had a family like them.
But really, having a perfect family isn’t possible.
We all will have problems and accomplishments that make us unique from every other family in the whole wide world.
So, think hard about how different your family is.
Appreciate you have a family and is never alone because they help us through tough times.
It is never foolish to wish for a perfect family but is foolish to abandon your special family.
poem by Casey Lyon
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The Road To Success isn’t As The Crow Flies
The road to success is not as the crow flies
There are derailments and breakdowns
Speed breakers are called uncertainty
Humps are called hurdles of life
Neon signs are called friends to guide you
And consciousness is called Family make you aware of
But if you have a spare wheel called willpower,
A strong engine called firmness,
Car insurance called confidence, and
A car driving skill is called Faith,
I m sure you will drive your car successfully
Towards the road of success
poem by Dr Shamim ali
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Theres Nothing Soft About Hard Times
By: jimmy buffett
1970
Every day held a new surprise
I watched the hunger burning in my sisters eyes
The paste-board shack we called a home
Would haunt me in my dreams
cause theres nothing soft about hard times
Theres nothing soft about hard times
We never knew anything groovy
A dime meant bread and not a movie
The muscles that controlled my smile were rarely ever used
cause theres nothing soft about hard times
Theres nothing soft about hard times
Chorus:
I had to go cause I could see
I wasnt meant for poverty
The family ties were broken soon
I went off to find the moon
So I sit on a bench in jackson square
I drink my wine and I breathe the midnight air
Tomorrow Ill just hit the street and bum another dime
cause theres nothing soft about hard times
Theres nothing soft about hard times
Chorus:
I had to go cause I could see
I wasnt meant for poverty
The family ties were broken soon
I went off to find the moon
So I sit on a bench in jackson square
I drink my wine and I breathe the midnight air
Tomorrow Ill just hit the street and bum another dime
cause theres nothing soft about hard times
Theres nothing soft about hard times
Theres nothing soft about
No, no, no, no hard times
Theres nothing soft about hard times
No, no, no, no those hard times
Theres nothing soft about hard times
Im going to tell you about the hard times
Theres nothing soft about hard times
No, no, no, no hard times
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Star 69
You dont have to take the bar exam to see
What you did is ignoramus 103
Where have I got to hang my hat
You dont have line to me
All this just to be your friend
I was there to tell you
Extortion and arson, petty larceny
I know you called. I know you called. I know you called.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you hung up my line.
Star 69.
I know all about the warehouse fire.
I know squirrelies didnt chew the wire.
Three people have my number, the other two were with me.
I dont stand tall, but Im not your patsy.
This time you have gone too far with me.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you called.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you hung up my line.
Star 69.
Whyd you put your quarter down on me?
This reads like some dark inside edition, hard copy.
I cant be your character witness, I cant be your alibi.
Dont arrange the fbi, here this spy versus spy.
You my friend are guilty as can be.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you called.
I know you called. I know you called. I cant be your alibi.
Star 69.
song performed by by REM
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I Wanna Have You
I wanna have you
And your babies so that they can spend some time with us also
Because I am alnost like a family to you
But I am also so close to you more thanyour real family is
Because your family doesn't have much contact with you than I
poem by Aldo Kraas
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“My Family”
My family is very strong like me
My family is actually very sweet
My family can be a little strict
My family always acts like this
My family is not always boring
When my family has things to do their flying and soaring
My family is actually sometimes crazy
Their even sometimes very lazy
Me trying to think about the facts of my family
Makes me laugh because I know I have a great family highly
poem by Va Rockeya Foy
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Why family?
WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE the FAMILY THAT DISREPECTS YOU?
WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE the FAMILY WHO TALK ABOUT YOU BEHIND YOUR BACK?
WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE THE FAMILY WHO CLOSES THE DOOR WHEN YOU NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO?
WHY IS IT THE FAMILY WHO COULD CARE LESS ABOUT YOU?
WHY IS IT THE FAMILY who tell others your buisness?
Why does the family try to put you down?
Why does the family act the way they do towards one another?
Why does the family act like they’re not your family?
Why can’t the family just be family?
poem by Latedra Ellis
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Cretin Family
I am not so upset about my horrible self
But why don't you go upset yourself
Hey here's the mirror see your stupid face
What a disgrace man and you know it's true
Cretin family Cretin family Cretin family
Everyone's against me
Cretin family Cretin family Cretin family
Oi-oi-oi-oi
Don't stare at me it's freakin' me out
Look what's happening now it's all your fault
You can't do nothin' absolutely nothing' o.k.
Why don't you get a hoola hoop
and do the cretin hop and
Cretin family Cretin family Cretin family
Everyone's against me
Cretin family Cretin family Cretin family
Oi-oi-oi-oi
I am never wrong don't tell me what to do
Here's a little curse it's from me to you
It's nothin' gonna happen nothin' ever will
You'll be miserable every day your luck will always be bad
Cretin family Cretin family Cretin family
Everyone's against me
Cretin family Cretin family Cretin family
Oi-oi-oi-oi
Everyone's against me
Oi-oi-oi-oi
Everyone's against me
Oi-oi-oi-oi
Everyone's against me
Oi-oi-oi-oi
Everyone's against me
Oi-oi-oi-oi
song performed by by Ramones from Adios Amigos
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Mon Famile
Just another kid that didn't grow rich
just another kid in an unknown family
so large family it is
so its hard for all to listen, so most of them are talkers.
Am young, but i know them all
They are some people in your family you wish you could choose not to be with and some you don't want to let go.
poem by Yewande Adedokun
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Brothers And Sisters
For my adopted sisters
Brothers and sisters
do not always have to be kin
we can make them sometimes
from very close friends.
Someone we want within our family
to share with us
our successes and our triumphs.
We take them because we care
more than friendship grows.
We want them in our lives
for now and evermore,
until the day we die.
We want them close
as kin folk should be,
so we adopt them into our family
as a brother or a sister
which ever it may be.
24 March 2009
poem by David Harris
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What is a real family?
A family is always..........
Caring,
funny,
thoughtful,
wonderful,
annoying,
brave,
charming,
friendly,
hard-working,
talkative,
trustworthy, or
understanding............
Family's are so many things put together. But when they really need each other, they are always there for each other. NOW, that is a real family! !
poem by ceina Boyce
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My family(concept of art)
My family my tree
Deep rooted in my heritage
My family my tree
Who I'm the fruit of her
My family fair sky
Where my sun always shine
My family there are my roots
Where I got MIne and me
My family is my word
My family is my blood
My family is my fine touch
My family
is big heart
Who love with no hurt
My family is my love
for that love I love
And I hate
What I hate so
My family is my moral code
MY culture
And my bank acount
Never been out of cash
My family is my fortess
And my fortune
My family is not
fall out of fishion
My family face
is always fancy
My family is what
You never know
me with out
MY color
My conscious
And my concept of art
poem by Sallam Yassin
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Family
When we talk of family,
it’s not always about our blood kin.
Sometimes it’s about a group of friends
whom have become more family
than the real ones we have.
They are there with comfort
whenever tragedy strikes
with a kind of love
that wraps around you
and comforts your troubled soul.
You gather your family close to you,
so whenever sadness comes along
you will know you will have
someone to call upon.
10 July 2008
poem by David Harris
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When I Discovered My Given Name
When I discovered my given name 'is' Lawrence...
(Named after my father.
Who on 'his' birth certificate says Lawrence 'A'.
And I'm suppose to be a junior with no 'A' attached.
Go figure!)
...and not 'Larry' as I am still called by family members,
And very close friends.
People who 'knew' me became upset,
When I began calling myself 'Lawrence'.
Saying I thought I was better than the others.
And that I was not 'real' OR down-to-Earth!
'Does this sound a bit crazed?
I wanted to call myself by my 'real' name...
And folks who didn't have my name,
Became upset!
Pure insanity...
Isn't it? '
There's more...
But my parents did not name me Larry.
They named me Lawrence.
And my father everyone called Lawrence...
Decided he was going to be called 'Larry'.
I'm not going to say he was a jealous man.
That's a different story!
And I decided to become as REAL as possible!
Even adopting an African name, Suhuba...
Of the Yoruban language.
Meaning 'laurel' or of the Sun.
And 'that' made some folks furious.
Family members became outraged...
Because I sought 'identity'.
And I was accused of wanting to be 'white'.
These are the same folks who call for unity of all kinds!
But they don't know 'who' they are to unify.
And 'why' or for what!
That's how ignorant some environments,
And the people can be!
Divided into segments of conditioned realities.
God bless 'em!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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