I am grieved that it should be said he is my brother, and take these courses. Well, as he brews, so shall he drink, for George again. Yet he shall hear on't, and tightly, too, an' I live, i'faith.
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Brother To Brother Hymn
Brother to brother
I know that I can always coun on you
Because you are my brther
And I am your brother also
Brother to brother
Your life is different than mine
You live in Brazil
I live in Canad a country that is more advanced in technology
Brother to brother
I will pray for you
Eventhough you don't believe in God
Brother to brother I will email you more frequently
Brother to brother I will sing you a song
Brother to brother I hope the saints will go to Sao paulo and watch you While you are sleeping
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Drink Poetry, Oh Ye of Small Faith
Drink poetry, oh ye of small faith:
Drink poetry from a bottle
Drink poetry from a book
Drink poetry from a fountain
Take another look.
Drink for sanctuary
Drink for inspiration
Drink for endurance
But never hesitation.
A toast to poetry
And a toast to time
A toast to us:
Live forever in rhyme.
poem by Patti Masterman
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Brother To Brother
Brother to brother
Now we must join our hearts and hands
Yeah, if we love one another
We hold the key to the promised land
Think of all that weve been through
The shucks and jives and royal blues
Let us pray our time will come
When this world will live as one
Brother to brother
Now dont let the devil get you down
Oh cause its bread and its butter
That makes this whole damn world
Go round and round
Do you know where we went wrong
Tell me why the lines are drawn?
And let us break our boundries down
And live our lives on common ground
Oh mothers and fathers
Where will tomorrows children be?
Oh brother, my brother
Let us live our lives in peace
Brother to brother
Brother to brother
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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I am pleased not to call you brother
I am fortunately unfortunate
Not to call you brother
For a brother is never
Envious of his brother
He never prays doom to his brother
He never stabs on his back
He never plans against him
He never lose his faith in him
And you did everything with me
Which a brother cannot do with his brother
So I am pleased
not to call you brother.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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If you can't have faith in what is held up to you for faith, you must find things to believe in yourself, for a life without faith in something is too narrow a space to live.
quote by George E. Woodberry
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My Favorite Brother (because he's my only brother)
My favorite brother is really helpful and even funny. He's really great at making friends, better than me ill say. My brother is always there for me and hes almost never annoying. My brother loves me and I love him too. Because he's my favorite brother, because he's my only brother.
Dedicated to my favorite brother
Regi
poem by Nicki Faith
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Killer
Brother
Sister
It's the loneliness thats the killer
So you want
To be free
To live your life
The way you want to be
Will you give
If we cry
Will we live
Or will we die
Jaded hearts
Heal with time
Shoot that love
So we can
Stop the bleeding
Solitary brother
Is there still a part of you that wants to live
Solitary sister
Is there still a part of you that wants to give
Solitary brother
Is there still a part of you that wants to live
Solitary sister
Is there still a part of you that wants to give
If we try
And live our lives
The way we wanna be
Yeah
Brother brother
Sister sister
Brother brother brother brother brother
There's no other love There's no other love There's no other love
There is no other love no other love like ours
There's no other love There's no other love There's no other love
There is no other love no other love like ours
There's no other love There's no other love There's no other love
There's no other love There's no other love There's no other love
There is no love
Solitary brother
Is there still a part of you that wants to live
Solitary sister
Is there still a part of you that wants to give
Solitary brother
Solitary Sister
Is there still a part of you that wants to give
Racism in among future kings can only lead to no good
Besides all our sons and daughters already know how that feels
song performed by by Seal from Debut
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Gentle Faith
The soft embrace of a summer’s breeze
Is calm and gentle like the hand of God
That hugs and comforts I
With love and tenderness
A Father that I yearn to know
A Brother who I yearn to believe
And faith that I hold onto with my life
Because without faith
I have nothing
Without faith I have no love
Without faith I have no soul
Without faith I have no one
With faith I have all that God has given me
With faith I have all the blessings that I deserve
With faith I will have all I need
Because with faith, God hears me
(1-12-10)
poem by Jacqueline Webb
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The Quizzical Heart of a Lover
Hear oh, hear oh, my dear lover;
your inner self speaks,
Hear my voice, hear me yell,
For i am distinct in you;
Your inner self can see you no more in quizzicalness.
Your inner self can see you no more incarcerated,
why do you choose to live mystically,
Don't you see how in supplication you live,
Yet you beseech when they don't hear,
Oh dear brother, I am your inner self,
You are besieged by this bewildered love,
Free yourself from the chains of bereft,
For I saw you waited too long,
For I saw you awake, countless nights, desolated.
Don't you see those lying eyes,
Why do you mortify oneself,
I can see no more dear brother,
Break away from these bondage,
For what seen is not love,
The path you walk deceives;
In a state of melancholia, dejected are you.
For you once loved and left, downcast,
Yet chose to be back again,
Dear brother, how i know uncorrupt is your love for her,
Yet she disgraces this love,
Don't you see it my dear brother,
Don't you see how concealed you are in it,
For I heard greatness of love,
But this I see is not love,
It engulfs, Placing you in a place of infinity of no return.
Dear brother stonewalled you are,
Why do you choose to break forth those walls,
Just to embrace cruel sadism,
Why do you not hear me,
Your love is great and pure,
Yet wrong headed, Turn back, hear my yell.
For if it was love,
No matter how long you waited,
I would not wail in pain,
I'am your second sight,
I shed tears to see you confound,
Cause in wilderness I see you cry,
Love never is cageful,
Imprison yourself no more,
Come back, oh dear brother,
For there is a love divine,
Godsend, awaiting in a yonder,
To embrace you forevermore.
Cry no more brother,
oh the quizzical heart of a lover.
poem by Sukkum Chang
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I Had a Little Brother Once
Had a little brother once
Died at six months old
Tears fell but all was not well
With family at home
Barely remember
His face his smile
I was only five years old
When angels took him away
Mum cried for days
Dad yelled and screamed
Why was he taken away?
I could neither cry
Or shout out why
To young to understand
Just merely watched
The heartache and pain
As we grieved
With each passing day
Soft brown eyes
Gentle soul
That's all I could remember
Of my little brother
Another lost young soul
I sit and ponder
What would he be like?
To discover this land
If he was still here
At home were he belonged
All misty eyed
I start to cry
And wish you were here
Besides your family
And your friends
poem by Kaila George
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He Is Your Brother
I was a fighter always looking for trouble
And my life was so empty, there was nothing left to live for
But then it happened one night as I got into a fight
I could hear someone saying as though he was praying
Ah-a-ah-a-a-a-ah-ah
Treat him well, he is your brother
You might need his help some day
We depend on one another
Love him, thats the only way
On the road (on the road) that were going
We all need (we all need) words of comfort and compassion
Treat him well, he is your brother
Love him, thats the only way
I was a woman never thinking of others
And my life was so lonely, didnt care for anybody
But then I happened to meet a begging man in the street
As I turned down his praying I heard someone saying
Ah-a-ah-a-a-a-ah-ah
Treat him well, he is your brother (brother)
You might need his help one day (hes your brother)
We depend on one another (brother)
Love him, thats the only way
On the road (on the road) that were going (that were going)
We all need (we all need) words of comfort and compassion
Treat him well, he is your brother (brother)
Love him, thats the only way.
Treat him well, he is your brother (brother)
You might need his help one day (hes your brother)
We depend on one another (brother)
Love him, thats the only way
song performed by by ABBA
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Following In Your Brother’s Footsteps
In Auckland decades ago when I did
Offset Lithography printing courses
at famed Auckland Technical Institute;
I was proud of the sacrifices you made
for your parents for your brothers sisters;
you should be proud also you changed
lives in the community gave hopes dreams
the inspiration, for others to try to achieve;
a better life. People may not have thanked
you understood how hard this is to do, but
it is the measure of true success. I will
always believe in you, this is unconditional.
It only matters what God thinks of us.
We try our best, this is all I promised God
that I would try. I guess as long as I have
breath I will try. I do not live with regret,
we survived, there is still time, you are still
needed. Smile and enjoy my brother. Life
taught us a few valuable lessons, the hard
way, we learn we teach. I remember when
you left the Feltex carpet factory returned
to teaching again. It was good. To teach lead
by inspirational example, was greatest finest
hope dream of many who believed you could.
Dedicated to Otesia Solomona Puka, my brother.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Love From A Brother
Talked like besties..
Talked like friends..
In the end..
Talked like brothers and sisters..
A brother filled with love..
A brother full of joy..
A brother full of hope..
And the best is a brother full of care..
He’s amazing..
He’s wonderful..
He’s Always around…
I tell him everything..
Everything that comes into my mind…
If I was to be honest..
He is great! !
A brother should help you..
In whatever situation your in..
Starting at problems..
And finishing with Laughter..
Your Brother..
He’s a person that will understand..
A person that makes fun of you..
In a very funny way..
Which makes you giggle and laugh along..
My brother is my life..
He is my everything..
If he goes..
Then there is no-one else in this world..
But if it was me to be going..
I would make him Happy..
And keep him smiling..
Till his day comes..
I’d wished I was always with him..
Taking to him..
Going out places with him..
And more..
I wish I could live..
Like..
I was his lil sister..
Two fingers on one hand..
A real brother and sister would live..
I know that onde day..
In my life..
I will see him..
I will live like I was his little sister..
Now all I do..
Is wait..
Wait for that one day to come! !
This is how a real brother should be! !
poem by Heaven Gift
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The Brews
Friday night well be drinkin manashevitz
Goin out to terrorize goyem
Stompin shagitz, screwin shicksas
As long as were home by saturday mornin
Cause hey were the brews
Sportin anti swastika tattoos
Oi oi were the boys
Orthodox, hesidic, o.g. ois
Orthopedic dr. martins good for
Waffle making, kickin through the shin
Reputation, gained through intimidation
Pacifism no longer tradition
Cause hey were the brews
Sportin anti swastika tattoos
Oi oi were the brews
The fairfax ghetto boys skinheaded jews
We got the might, psycho mashuganas
We cant lose a fight, as we are the chosen ones
Chutspah, we battle then we feast
We celebrate, well separate our milkplates from our meat
song performed by by NOFX
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My Young Brothers
young brother young brother i see we are close to cross that mountain, no matter your age orgin or color i consider you my young brothers, giving, the time...
young brother young brother as generation evaluation, we all need a helping hand, can we see to have peace, i know im just of coming, but seeing this horror made me write for kin,
dear brother my brother words are all we can share, by that can we nurture to make peace,
i am not that of, of a man lacking wood, but would you like to hear my full story?
my brother oh brother! ! !
poem by Louis Borgo
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I still do a bit of this and a bit of that. Some brews and there's nothing wrong with a bud or two! I still do a bit of this and a bit of that. Some brews and there's nothing wrong with a bud or two!
quote by Eddie Money
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A Test Of Faith
Faith you profess your faith.
But when your neighbor
is busy stoning you to death
where then will your faith be?
Is your faith only for the favorable?
Is death threatened a faith turning factor?
Is sin supplied an alluring aphrodisiac savored?
Where then is your faith when tested?
Where then is your God when you need not?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Still No Insight Comes
...and you say you live with no perceptions?
Everyday.
You pray with faith and still no insight comes.
Remaining blinded by things and what opportunity means.
To you.
And what does it mean...
To you?
A blessing?
An ability to maintain the feeding of your greed?
With the need of a blessing?
As if God specializes in the satisfying of your desires!
Maybe that is why many have grown tired,
Of the leeching done by those lurching in churches.
Searching for a soul to squander.
Leaving those dens of sin behind in droves...
For something that is far more spiritually connected.
And a lot less scandal ridden with gossiped conversations.
'Lawd, chile...
You don' said a mouth full.
But I didn't hear it that way from Brother Lucious.
And he said he had heard it from Sister Smith.'
...and you say you live with no perceptions?
Everyday.
You pray with faith and still no insight comes.
Perhaps it is there...
Waiting for you to qualify it with a price tag!
Since that's your 'bag'!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My kin, my brother
Hello brother, my kin,
my morning star,
my protector of
my single life,
be wise and take that wife,
for she will hold you dear.
My kin, my brother,
my radiant soldier
of my ancestors grace,
be filled with love
and walk on high,
bring forth young spirits
for your lineage sake.
My brother, my kin,
my shoulder of strength,
where tears have fallen
and etched your skin,
be bold and brave
cause days will come
where life may change
and depth of spirit
may wane and falter,
have faith like the ones
who have passed before
and hail the triumph
with songs of life
and songs of peace.
My kin, my brother,
my morning star,
my protector of
my single life.
poem by Marilyn Redcoma George
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Ode To The
How blest, how firm the Statesman stands,
(Him no low intrigue shall move),
Circled by faithful kindred bands,
And propp'd by fond fraternal love.
When his speeches hobble vilely,
What! "Hear him" burst from brother Hiley,
When the faltering periods lag,
Hark to the cheers of brother Bragge.
When the faltering periods lag,
Or his yawning audience flag,
When his speeches hobble vilely,
Or the House receives him drily,
Cheer, O! cheer him brother Bragge!
Cheer, O! cheer him brother Hiley!
Each a gentleman at large,
Lodg'd and fed at public charge.
Paying (with a grace to charm ye)
This the fleet, and that the army.
Brother Bragge and brother Hiley,
Cheer him! when he speaks so vilely,
Cheer him! when his audience flag,
Brother Hiley, brother Bragge.
poem by George Canning
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