The course that will restore to the workmen a father's duties and responsibilities, between which and themselves the state has now stepped, is for them to reject all forced contributions from others, and to do their own work through their own voluntary combinations.
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Suppliant
Father, I lift my hands to Thee:
Reject me not!
Mine eyes are blind, I cannot see.
Be Thou the lamp unto my feet,—
Guide to the rock of my retreat;
O Light, my darkness cries to Thee!
Reject me not!
Father, mine eyes with tears are wet,
Reject me not!
Though Thou forgive, shall I forget?
Nay, though thy mercy fall like rain,
My spirit still must bear the pain
And burden of a vast regret.
Reject me not!
To whom, unfriended, should I flee?
Reject me not!
To whom, my Father, but to Thee?—
Ah! 'T was thy child forgave the sin
Of the repentant Magdalen
And blessed the thief on Calvary!—
Reject me not!
poem by Florence Earle Coates from Poems (1898)
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I read upon the subject and grew more and more interested, and after a time I became a member of the National Board, and had duties and responsibilities that kept me busy after my day's work was done.
quote by Rose Schneiderman
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Leave The State of Nirvana
You slay me - my eyes have gone
right out of focus and my mind has
changed into a pulp of sweet, happy
jelly emitting glimmer and shine -
I cannot work like this; I feel
like a soap bubble shimmering with
rainbows - glittering everywhere; I
feel like a fairy floating about -
a sprite dancing for joy - how shall
I find power to leave this state of
nirvana and return to cold-blooded
left-brain consciousness
to do my work - to focus my mind
like a laser-beam on duties and
responsibilities - Can a fairy turn
into an ant?
That is my instruction today, and oh,
can it be done; why should the butterfly
return to the chrysalis - why, this is the
story of human life, we do it all wrong...
poem by Margaret Alice
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Play is always voluntary. What might otherwise be play is work if it's forced.
Another World
I was so low
People almost made me give up trying
Always said no
The I turned around saw someone smiling
I stepped into
I stepped into
Into another
Into another
I stepped into
I stepped into
Into another
Into another world
There was no light
I was going to all the wrong places
Like day from night
Suddenly I saw a thousand faces
I stepped into
I stepped into
Into another
Into another
I stepped into
I stepped into
Into another
Into another world
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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No Georgian has the right to evade or neglect his duties and responsibilities.
quote by Eduard Shevardnadze
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Singled
Hands are full, when left alone to care,
As the duties call them to the fighting fare,
To the oil rigs and to the distant blooms,
Responsibilities rest on these petite shoulders,
Apart from the own career, two's work,
As the father and the mother, one becomes,
Thought of inevitable along with fear and tears,
Children act differently in front of their fathers,
Mothers are their toys to play the emotion with,
Married, but singled as their fathers at work,
The Female friends keep comfortable distance,
The male friends may come closer for attendance,
as the dirty flies smell the sweet jack fruits,
As the clumsy full moon gains attention,
These women are so bright under clear vision,
But they stand erect with their respect intact,
Treasuring the welfare of the family in every breath,
These women are the pillars for universal brotherhood.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Servant Sent
Reveal those duties,
That I have.
To do Your will,
My Father.
My assignments are designed by You,
For a purpose.
I wish to align myself to good deeds done.
I welcome this task.
Unmasked I am and bared.
All I ask...
Reveal those duties,
That I have.
To do Your will,
My Father.
My assignments are designed by You,
For a purpose.
Help me to usurp the needed strength.
From surrounded decadence lamented.
I am Your servant sent.
From walls to finger printed paint.
To graduate to pencil, pad and pen...
For You,
My Father...
Is my life experienced meant to live!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There has been in recent years excessive emphasis on a citizen's rights and inadequate stress put upon his duties and responsibilities.
quote by Paxton Blair
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State Of The Heart
I know your name
I told you mine
Weve stopped and passed the time of day
You work in town
I work at night
That gives us six until seven to work this out
If I seem a little strange
Its just the state of the heart
Im waiting here for you
In the state Im in
You are the moon
I am the sea
You pull me in and gaze on down at me
I was alone
I thought I was immune
Its good to know
The door can still be open wide
If I feel a little strange
Its just the state of the heart
Im waiting here for you
In the state Im in
Its just the state of the heart
I wait in the dark
I the state Im in
We get closer and closer
To falling out or falling in
I go over and over
But I cant change the state
This heart is in
If I seem a little strange
Its just the state of the heart
Im waiting here for you
In the state Im in
Its just the state of the heart
You know I wait in the dark
In the state Im in
It s the state of the heart
The state of the heart
The state of the heart
The state of the heart
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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A Pole and The Rope
A pole and the rope not visible at all,
Pulled and rewind cord, perfect of all.
From the middle of the heart,
The cable extends near and afar,
From the center of the nation,
The chain prolong to space station,
When the pole is the love,
The rope is the responsibilities.
Stuck to the invisible pole of love,
Our responsibilities inspire us to excel,
For each and every one of them,
Whom we love and cherish.
From the pole of patriotism,
Our duties start to end in victory.
Is there any difference?
Between the love and patriotism,
The poles, around which our life goes around.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Time Stealing Employment Responsibilities
in this modern age as in past ages
receding back into incredibly ancient times
work has entailed journeys departures separations
lovers wives children may miss
departing work bound fathers in modern ages
departing mothers work bound share similar responsibilities
when loved ones are busy employment gone
when loved ones have to complete work requirements
when work requirements face hairline deadlines
employment will demand its pound of flesh
so complete responsibilities efficiently professionally
this is your work complete it to best abilities wisely
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Ida Frickey
Nothing in life is alien to you:
I was a penniless girl from Summum
Who stepped from the morning train in Spoon River.
All the houses stood before me with closed doors
And drawn shades -- I was barred out;
I had no place or part in any of them.
And I walked past the old McNeely mansion,
A castle of stone 'mid walks and gardens,
With workmen about the place on guard,
And the County and State upholding it
For its lordly owner, full of pride.
I was so hungry I had a vision:
I saw a giant pair of scissors
Dip from the sky, like the beam of a dredge,
And cut the house in two like a curtain.
But at the "Commercial" I saw a man,
Who winked at me as I asked for work --
It was Wash McNeely's son.
He proved the link in the chain of title
To half my ownership of the mansion,
Through a breach of promise suit -- the scissors.
So, you see, the house, from the day I was born,
Was only waiting for me.
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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With that in mind and in celebration of National Prayer Day, today I have proposed in the House of Representatives a Constitutional Amendment that would restore voluntary prayer in our Nation's schools.
quote by Nick Rahall
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For Fathers On Father's Day
Seeing as Father's Day is drawing near
Prepare good fathers for the high chairs
Where to receive some genuine cheers
For how much they've truly cared
And for the time that they've shared
Doing the duties of sensitive fathers
Not like those men who are careless
Living their lives tough and heartless
Standing together let's not be scared
Of saying what should've been declared
Truth is there are some who are called fathers
Although they aren't doing the duty of fathers
Even though by name they are known to be
So far their fatherly duty is still yet to be seen
Father, if yesterday you were going your own ways
But today you become a father change your ways
Prepare to start taking on the duty of a father
Be aware this could mean it's time to work harder
With the woman whose child you are the father
Given that God has been the very first father
He has exemplified us of how to take care
In every way that we should live and share
Similar to how He does it for all
Even as ‘He maketh His sun to rise
On the evil and on the good,
And sendeth the rain on the just
And on the unjust (Matt5: 45) '
I will say three cheers due
Unto all the caring fathers
Though I wish every father
Good, bad or unlikable
Happy Father's Day!
All right reserved
poem by Clarence Prince
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State Of The Heart (Special Extended Remix)
State of the Heart"
by Rick Sringfield
from Tao (c)1985 RCA
lyrics by Eric Mc Cusker
I know you name
I told you mine
we've stopped and passed the time of day
you work in town
i work at night
that gives us six until seven
to work this out
Chorus: If I seem a little strange
it's just the state of the heart
I'm waiting here for you
in the state I'm in
you are the moon
I am the sea
you pull me in and faze on down at me
i was alone
i thinkg i wa immune
it's good to know
the door can still be open wide
Chorus
it's just the state of the heart
i want in the dark
in the state I'm in
Chorus to end
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Nothing is as real as a dream. The world can change around you, but your dream will not. Responsibilities need not erase it. Duties need not obscure it. Because the dream is within you, no one can take it away.
quote by Tom Clancy
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Father, son, spirit
The father conceives his son
the son grows with his father
the spirit allows the heritage
Father, son, spirit. The father says sweet things to his son
the son is a rosebud to his father
the spirit remembers the instant of conception
Spirit, father, son. The father works, gladly
the son at school, learns much
the spirit, lovingly, joins them
Son, father, spirit The son makes his father, a good father
the union of father and son,
is the work of the spirit of love
Spirit, son, father.
poem by Teresa Gonzalez-Lee
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Postnatal Depression
I fear my little child.
I fear that she will not feed and grow strong and healthy,
I fear that she will stop breathing when I am out of the room or selfishly asleep,
I fear that she will become ill because of something I have done or did not do,
I fear that she will be in pain and I will not know why.
I fear that her father will reject her,
I fear that her father will reject me,
I fear that her father will compete for her love and that she will love him more,
I fear that her father will be distant and that she will not love him enough.
I fear that others will think that I am incompetent,
I fear that others will assume that I am capable,
I fear that others will force upon me unhelpful or unwanted advice,
I fear that others will believe I can cope.
I fear the loneliness of endless days without contact,
I fear the emptiness of endless nights without love,
I fear the weakness of endless days without proper meals,
I fear the weariness of endless nights without sleep.
I fear inexperience.
I fear uncertainty.
I fear guilt.
I fear despair.
I fear my little child.
poem by Teedy Dawn
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