DURING the first years of my service in Dr. Flint's family, I was accustomed to share some indulgences with the children of my mistress.
quote by Harriet Ann Jacobs
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
A Flint
Who has married a flint?
Who is living with a flint?
Are you okay with the flint? !
Then, use it wisely before it sparks off your life.
Who has married a flint?
Mind you,
It will spark up your life if there is no love.
Who has married the flint?
Please do take care of it before it destroys your life;
The flint is needed to work with but,
It is your lover today;
So take care with the flint before it destroys you.
Who has married the flint?
We all need a flint to work with but,
Sometimes it is very dangerous!
Who has married a flint?
Do accept your life as it is and,
Do learn from it always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
We're All God's Children
Album: Peace In The Valley
Here comes a Baptist, here comes a Jew
There goes a Mormon and a Muslim too
I see a Buddist and a Hindu
I see a Catholic and I see you
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
Why can't we be
One big happy family
You like the day, and I like the night
He's into country and he's isn't quit
There's folks on the left and the far right
But that doesn't mean that we have to fight
We're all god's children
All god's children
Yeah, We're all god's children
Why can't we be
One big happy family
White folks, yellow folks, black and tan
On the same planet in the same plan
A feminist woman and a he man
We're all playin' the magic hand
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
Oh, We're all god's children
Why can't we be
One big happy family
We're all god's children
All god's children
Yeah, We're all god's children
Why can't we be
One big happy family
We're all god's children
All god's children
We're all god's children
Why can't we be
One big happy family
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
Yeah, We're all god's children
Why can't we be
One big happy family
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
We're all black and white
We're all precious in his sight
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
Why can't we all be
One big happy family...
song performed by by Alan Jackson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The Slipping of Meet Notes
Accustomed to lies.
What does the truth really mean?
Accustomed to lies laying low on the scene!
Accustomed to tell them...
And protect when told.
Accustomed to lies,
Whether fresh released or old held on hold!
Accustomed to lies...
Without a bat of an eyelash moving!
Accustomed to lies.
Dishonesty is accepted and shown.
At the work place
Where the slipping of meet notes,
Does not provoke disdain.
Accustomed to lies...
And that's how our lives remain!
In heated sex away from home!
Regardless of who spies on another,
Both buffer their suffering by what's condoned.
Accustomed to lies...
And what is taught is always known!
Accustomed to lies.
Accustomed to holding on to them,
Until time flys!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Inscription
On a Stone, in the Church-Yard at Boreham, in
Essex; raised by the Honourable Elizabeth Olmius,
to the memory of Ann Gardner, who died at New
Hall, after a faithful Service of Forty Years.
WHATE'ER of praise, and of regret attend
The grateful servant, and the humble friend,
Where strict integrity and worth unite
To raise the lowly in their Maker's sight,
Are her's; whose faithful service, long approved,
Wept by the mistress whom through life she loved.
Here ends her earthly task; in joyful trust
To share the eternal triumph of the just.
poem by Charlotte Smith
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
It's sad that we have become so accustomed to bad service that we're shocked when we get good service.
quote by Neil Cavuto
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Gaurdian Angel
You are the guardian angel of the family
The shepherd of hope
You strung us together and tied it with rope
The gleam and joy in your eyes
Gives smiles to us all
It lights up our day
And throws fears away
You have a heart enough to share with all
And the courage to take a fall
The strength to carry the burden
Of love family and all the children
Through it all you put family ahead
Through thick and thin and all the worst
You take the grunt and put them first
65 years ago was wrote with love, strength, courage and joy
In angel was given to us from the heavens
poem by Robert Snively
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Not Just When
Lord I want You
In my life
Not just when I need You
Lord I want You
In my life
Not just when I am confused
Not just when I am crying
Not just when I feel like
I am dying
Not just when I feel I am all alone
Not just when my life is going wrong
Lord I want You in my life
For always
When things are going right
To share my happiness
To share my children
To share my family
To share my friends
To share my victories
To share my love
To share my money
So when I feel the need
To call on you every now and then
You will know that it's coming
From a friend! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Tameeka Smith
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Too Few In Number
I am not here to pamper your indulgences.
Or change a diaper,
On no one's grown ass.
That needs repeating!
I am not here to pamper your indulgences.
Or change a diaper,
On no one's grown ass.
If you are helpless...
You wont have to ask!
I'll be there.
That is not my point!
I am not here to pamper your indulgences.
Or make light references to these days we live.
There is a seriousness about what takes place today.
And I do not cater or patronize fools...
To entertain to maintain an acceptance of their ignorance.
There is a need for respect and discipline not happening.
And I am going to do my best,
To show respect to those who know what that means.
Since there are too few in number who do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
All Hail My Dear Mistress I
My dear mistress
People comment on you
Even in my presence
Your love in me is hard to take away
People respect me
Because of you
Your succulent lips
Makes me go crazy
My dear mistress
Your love in me
Is like a precious seed planted
That is hard to uproot
My dear mistress
I am happy and sad
Because I fear for the future
That we missed out on each other
My dear mistress
Oh lord!
I wish you prepared her for me
To marry in future
I wish she mothered my future children
My dear mistress.
poem by Tolulope Modupe
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Class Warfare,2011
class warfare?
you've hidden this one
well for years!
black and white,
red and brown,
northern, southern,
immigrants, prisoners....
male and female,
Baptist or Muslim,
old and young....
all human!
all hearts beating!
all have red blood.
there are only two
classes of people!
the 10 per cent
that own everything,
that own us...
and the 90 per cent
of us that are in bondage.
guess what! we've opened
our eyes! we're gonna
quit fighting each other!
now we're gonna turn our
anger on you!
every human being,
every single one,
should have equal rights
to work and eat and take
care of his/her family.
there shouldnt be hungry
children in the 21st century!
we shouldnt have to settle
for handouts and homeless shelters.
there is no reason to invade
other countries, to bomb them
and 'liberate' them at gunpoint!
war is a lie, and we're not
buying it anymore.
it is time for the human family
to be a family.... we wont accept less!
share the wealth, share responsibility!
NOW!
poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
It's a day for thanks
WELL HERE WE ARE
THANKSGIVING DAY
I THANK MY HEAVEN
FOR EACH AND EVERY WAY
IT’S A DAY FOR THANKS
A DAY TO SHARE
WITH FRIENDS SO CLOSE
WHEN FAMILY IS NOT SO NEAR
I THANK MY CHILDREN
FOR THE LOVE THEY GIVE
MY FRIENDS FOR SUPPORT
WHEN FAMILY IS MISSED
IT’S A DAY TO THANK
OUR HEAVENLY FATHER
TO SHARE THIS MEAL
AND DESSERT TO FOLLOW
WE ASK THAT THE FOOD
WE ARE ABOUT TO EAT
BE BLESSED UPON
AS WE ALL TAKE OUR SEAT
IT’S A DAY FOR THANKS
FOR ALL WE HAVE
IT MAY NOT BE MUCH
BUT THAT’S ALL THAT’S SAID
HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL
BY
GINA HOOD
Life Is Like A Bazaar
Every event is like a bazaar
We bargain with our minds
And cast our bids
With our hearts
He who becomes taken by the lesser
Will be enslaved to the greater
Urged on by our indulgences
Are we ever freed
Go and follow the sequences
Just described
And be devoured within
You with no discrimination
So hidden are great manifestations
But we are held hostage
To self indulgences
And what the bazaar brings
poem by Richard Hinz
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Sonnet: A Happy Family
A happy family is one blessed by God!
Both parents slog all life for their children;
And children honor parents, without rod;
All walk united en way to Heaven.
A happy family lives in piety;
Their home is warm and welcomes everyone;
They’re satisfied and live with satiety;
There’s time for love, care, work, play, also fun!
A happy family loves its neighbors well;
All share their joys, woes, grief and problems too;
Their faith in God, their smiling faces tell;
With divine aim, all earthly works, they do!
A happy family prays in harmony;
God meets their needs of body, soul, money!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-1-2006
poem by John Celes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I Escape To 'The End Of The Universe
I ESCAPE TO ‘THE END OF THE UNIVERSE’
I escape to 'The End of the Universe’
‘What will be with us all? ’ I ask again and again.
But I do not answer what will be with my own children
And family in the years ahead.
It is easier to think of billions of years ahead
When I know it is not for me to do anything about it.
But in the real life
The few years left to me now
What will, what can I do
But pray for God’s Help
To keep my own family alive?
poem by Shalom Freedman
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
To Me What Family is
Family to me has many meanings
For all are full of diverse feelings
Love and anger, both within a single one
Children who stay and children who run
Can one family be better than another?
It all depends on how they love each other
A family’s love should last forever
Bonds of love nothing can sever
For the family I have, I am happy and blessed
And nothing more truthful have I ever confessed
Family has many meanings, but one rises above
The greatest meaning of family, is that of love
poem by Glaedr the poet
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Self Indulgences
I've learned this,
About self indulgences.
Do not be too quick to share them.
Nor entertain the thought.
Allow no one to discover an interest.
Or claim them as their own!
Turn them into habits.
They become easier to defend 'then'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
It takes three to make a family
(The Mistress or mother)
My son was a gift,
But his father didn't think so,
He left me alone,
With his son I mind you,
I was just a girl,
And he a man,
He did not care,
He left me bowed eyes and broken,
A Lord was he and I Mistress was I,
We were in two different worlds,
Seperated by our familes,
But our son not like us,
A son forced to see his parents like this,
I can still do te best for him,
His father is a monster not a man,
I am scared for my son,
What of his life?
No, I must do my best for him,
If I don't I'll let both of us down,
Years have past and now my son is a man,
I'm dying slowly,
I don't want my son to worry,
I know that I'm on my deathbed,
And I'm as king forJesus.
(Lord or father)
I did not leave her,
She left me,
I couldn't find her,
I wanted my son,
She didn't give him,
Now she's gone and my son with me,
My son's mother was my late wife,
I wanted them both,
But she sought me to be a demon,
Lies upon lies,
I was persuaded from my mother,
My wife listened to our converesation,
Many years later my son is married,
Now I'm going to meet my wife,
Together in heaven,
We have all eternity,
Jesus please keep our son.
(Son)
I am a man who loves,
Mom and dad didn't know,
I am the birth of their future,
They died without knowing me,
I am their son,
But all their time was fighting,
Mentally and emotional,
I spent my childhood afraid of them,
On a nevering chase against time,
My family will teach and give me love,
Years, many, many, years later,
I am a great grandfather,
Now and finally I am on my deathbed,
And I'm happy,
A tear has fallen out my eye,
I am now ready to reunite with,
Both my mother and father,
Jesus thank you for bringing,
The family together at last.
poem by Qeeony Luv
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Family?
Do, I have a Family?
If you ask me
I have no family merely associates
For families are genarally suppose to be filled with love
Mine is filled with hatred and with pain.
I am the perfect example of a 21st century family
Due to the mishaps of this world, my mother is a single parent
Much like now most of the world.
And as the years go by it only gets worse.
Families used to be loving, or at least that's what I 've heard.
Why can't we bring back family to what it was?
A mother, a father and children, living under one roof with love
For me, for years I lived afraid for my life, a confused little girl
Without a helpful hand in sight.
Everytime I trusted a man I got burned in the proccess
Only six yet I was afraid because of this.
Because of my 'so-called' family.
Why do they do this to me? !
I can never even look upon my 'brother' the same
For to me he is no longer a brother.
And I do not know how to express my pain, with sorrow or laughter?
Someone please save me from this disaster!
Who do you run to for help
When your family is causing the pain
And the matters are to far- fetched for the police?
Who do you trust and who do you call?
Definetly not your family.
So, now again I ask you
DO I HAVE A FAMILY?
poem by Ashley Stone
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Sonnet: Home, Sweet Home!
A model-home has vanished in a trice!
Its members were united for long years;
The family had been kept free of vice;
The children studied without any fears.
The family looks shattered ’yond repair;
Each sibling lives a selfish life unknown;
A phone-message amidst them is so rare!
The bond of love that parents gave is gone.
An exemplary family seems lost;
The parental influences were great;
The bond of harmony is now a ghost;
‘’Tis all our making and not any fate!
When parents live, a home is truly home;
With parents dead, inmates share hatred-worm!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-8-2006
poem by John Celes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Marriages stay
His wife cooks for him.
He is accustomed to it.
His wife sleeps with him.
He is accustomed to it.
Replacement is not easy.
Replacement is costly too.
Children are the bolts.
Thus marriages manage to stay.
29.01.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!