The Almighty gave us our lives, and I suppose He meant us to defend them, at least I have always acted on that, and I hope it will not be brought up against me when my clock strikes.
quote by H. Rider Haggard
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The Nurse's Watch
From 'The Boy's Wonderhorn'
The moon it shines,
My darling whines;
The clock strikes twelve:--God cheer
The sick both far and near.
God knoweth all;
Mousy nibbles in the wall;
The clock strikes one:--like day,
Dreams o'er thy pillow play.
The matin-bell
Wakes the nun in convent cell;
The clock strikes two:--they go
To choir in a row.
The wind it blows,
The cock he crows;
The clock strikes three:--the wagoner
In his straw bed begins to stir.
The steed he paws the floor,
Creaks the stable door;
The clock strikes four:--'tis plain
The coachman sifts his grain.
The swallow's laugh the still air shakes,
The sun awakes;
The clock strikes five:--the traveler must be gone,
He puts his stockings on.
The hen is clacking,
The ducks are quacking;
The clock strikes six:--awake, arise,
Thou lazy hag; come, ope thy eyes.
Quick to the baker's run;
The rolls are done;
The clock strikes seven:--
'Tis time the milk were in the oven.
Put in some butter, do,
And some fine sugar, too;
The clock strikes eight:--
Now bring my baby's porridge straight.
poem by Clemens Maria Brentano
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Who Do You Love, I Hope
I've got the question
I've had it for days
You've got the answer, dear
I'll put the question
In one little phrase
Say what I want to hear
Who do you love I hope
Who would you kiss I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
Who do you want I hope
Who do you need I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
Is it the baker who gave you a cake
I saw that look in his eye
Is it the butcher who brought you a steak
Say that it is and I'll die
Who do you love I hope
Who would you kiss I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
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I heard your question
The answer you know
Love is my middle name
You asked a question
That worried you so
Mind if I do the same
Who do you love I hope
Who would you kiss I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
Who do you want I hope
Who do you need I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
Is it the blondie who acted so shy
I heard the things that she said
Is it the redhead who gave you the eye
Say that it is and your dead
Who do you love I hope
Who would you kiss I hope
Who is it going to be
I hope, I hope, I hope it's me
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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Mouth Almighty
This town belongs to you and your tricks of confidence
All the pavements for miles around are littered with your footprints
Now every girl I get close to seems to be wearing your perfume
And the clock strikes the letters of your name
Both midnight and noon
But I used to shoot my mouth off
Till youd had enough of me
Once or twice nightly
I know Ive got my faults
And among them I cant control my tongue
But if you didnt believe me
Why did you have to leave me
With my mouth almighty
Mouth almighty thats what Ive got
Mouth almighty telling you whats what
Mouth almighty
I wish Id never opened my mouth almighty
So I threw away the rose and held onto the thorn
Crawling round with my crooner cufflinks and my calling card cologne
But the realization of being replaced starts to tell tales across my face
Without a soul to talk to or a hair out of place
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Sweet September
Your timing,
was undeniable.
That day in sweet September.
In the shadow of night fall...
You gave- I took-
I took what you gave,
but knew what it meant...
We brought nothing to each other
We took nothing, but a portion
of each other...
We gave nothing to seal a future hope...
It was not love...
I took you,
and put you away....
Like a collectible,
afraid to break-
to destroy with one slip-
and you didn't mind -not at all...
Safe from a glimmer
of hope-
Safe from denying,
any reason to seek-
Any more from what I gave...
And also took of you...
September slipped into
decades, buried -pains-
longing for once upon a time...
When life was simple...And you were mine...
poem by Junepaulette GasrelTibbetts
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Seven o'clock
When the clock strikes 7
i say to myself that time sure does flly
so fast that i don't even realize wahts going in my mind
i say why does time fly when the clock strikes 7
it dosent make sense because when i look up from my homework
i say it's 8 o'clock and my mom will be home soon
like my aunt use to say time fly so fast
that when i fall asleep its now morning and im starting a new day
wow time really does fly!
copyright 2009
poem by Nalaysia Cannonier
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A Strong Believer
A strong believer,
Always looks at a negative,
As a right.
What was meant for bad,
Was meant for good.
Joseph's brothers,
Were jealous and mean.
He still believed,
In the almighty.
Joseph's boss wife lied,
Had him through in prison,
For false reasons.
He still believed,
In the almighty.
Job lost everything,
He was left with nothing.
He still believed,
In the almighty.
When someone else gets,
A larger helpin,
I realize that it's not,
The only blessin,
God is given.
I keep in mind that there,
Will be more than that,
I will be gettin.
I believe,
In the almighty.
poem by Tameeka Smith
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A Heavenly Thought
I had a thought, that if I got to Heaven
And knocked on the 'pearly gates' at seven,
St Peter would say ' Hold it there'
We haven't got a place to spare,
Not at least, until the clock strikes ten
Then we would consider you again.
Now, if you would like to take a seat
Outside somewhere, and rest your feet,
We'd definitely be able to take you through
When the clock strikes half past two.
But if by chance a 'harp' you play,
There'd be a place for you, right away!
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Endless Hope
Endless Hope
The endless hope
I’ve tried
I gave it my all
I gave all my hope
To be with you
Endless Hope
That you brought to me
Hope that will never be there
Hope that is empty inside
Hope with no love
Hope that will never came
True
Endless Hope
For us
For friendship between
For all that are lost
You’re my endless hope
Endless Hope
poem by Keith Young
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Time Never Alters
We look at time begrudgingly
saying there is never enough of it
to do all the things we want to do.
When we were young, it seemed
as if time lasted forever,
but as we grew older,
there never seemed enough of it
to last us through.
Time never alters;
it is only the pace
in which we live our lives that does.
As youngsters’ time to us meant nothing,
but as we get older, we are ruled by a clock.
One day we might realise
a clock should not rule our lives,
then we will see
we have more than enough time.
1 August 2009
poem by David Harris
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So Sad About Us
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
So sad about us
So sad about us
Sad that the news is out now
Sad, suppose we cant turn back now
Sad about us
So bad about us
So bad about us
Bad - never meant to break up
Bad - suppose well never make up
Bad about us
Apologies mean nothing
When the damage is done
But I cant switch off my loving
Like you cant switch off the sun
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
So sad about us
So sad about us
Sad - never meant to break up
Sad - suppose well never make up
Sad about us
song performed by by Who
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Katrina (2005)
Mistsress of the winds
you dance along triumphant.
Twisting and twirling
touching lives unaware.
To me you brought sun
and a cool warm breeze
For others you brought
death and desruction
Water irony of thirst
under camera eyes,
for the fortunate
to watch in horror.
You washed away cities
and hope and dreams.
Yet gave to the touched
gifts they had forgotten.
poem by Patrick Wescott
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Tickin Away
The clock above the bar
Is telling me its 12:15
And its not such a gentle reminder
That Im where I shouldnt be
I just keep waiting for something to happen
Waiting for somebody to come walking in
Somebody as perfect as you were
So I can try it again
(but) chances are so hard to come by
And the second one is impossible to find
The clock keep running
And the odds keep getting higher
That its all just a fantasy of mine
But I shouldnt be thinking about it
I shouldnt be worried about it
Its just a clock on the wall
But its ticking away
Its ticking away
Its ticking away
Its ticking away
I suppose I should cut all my losses
Go home with a six-pack of beer
There aint nobody in the world like you baby
If there was, she wouldnt be coming in here
But I shouldnt be thinking about it
I shouldnt be worried about it
Its just a clock on the wall
But its ticking away
Its ticking away
Its just a clock on the wall
But its ticking away
Yeah, its ticking away
Its ticking away
Its just a clock on the wall
But its ticking away
I suppose I should cut all my losses
Go home with a six-pack of beer
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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Wonders Of Mother Nature
Mother nature
Oh mother nature
How beautiful and lovely you are
With such a tender loving care
Mother Nature
Ohh! Mother Nature
Our dearest mother nature
Our amazing mother nature
Ohh! Mother Nature
If nature allows can I please ask you a question
As a mother
How come you killed your young?
How come you made your fellow mothers cry?
How come you took away their joy?
You took the only thing that made their lives blossom
You suppose to make life beautiful
Mother Nature you suppose build
But how come you destroyed homes
Mother Nature you suppose to make the world a good place to be in
Yet you have turned the world to be a horrible place
Mother Nature as a mother you suppose to warn your young when the go astray
Not to destroy them
Yet you destroyed and killed them
You suppose to symbolize new beginnings and that there’s always hope
Yet you came and shuttled people’s lives and dreams
poem by Vangile Mtyali
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The Young Dead Soldiers Do Not Speak
The young dead soldiers do not speak.
Nevertheless, they are heard in the still houses:
who has not heard them?
They have a silence that speaks for them at night
and when the clock counts.
They say: We were young. We have died.
Remember us.
They say: We have done what we could
but until it is finished it is not done.
They say: We have given our lives but until it is finished
no one can know what our lives gave.
They say: Our deaths are not ours: they are yours,
they will mean what you make them.
They say: Whether our lives and our deaths were for
peace and a new hope or for nothing we cannot say,
it is you who must say this.
We leave you our deaths. Give them their meaning.
We were young, they say. We have died; remember us.
poem by Archibald MacLeish
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Hope is luminous, swift, vision & daring.
I'm down with despair and darkness around, hope is luminous; brought light.
I'm gasping for breathe and struggling to walk, hope is swift; brought breaths to run.
I'm short of sight and unable to see, hope is vision; brought vista.
I'm devoid of courage and lack strength, hope is daring; brought reasons to fight.
poem by Meetika Srivastava
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Me Against the Clock
Running out of space,
Running out of time,
I must escape,
Before I lose my Frame of mind,
The clock it keeps going,
But where am I,
Still stuck on one,
When I should say goodbye,
The clock: Tick, Tick, Tick,
Why do I stay,
When He's such a D**k,
Yet, I Feel Happy,
I must Break Free,
I must Let go,
Cuz this aint me,
I should have known,
The clock strikes 12,
And the Fairy Tale Ends,
I'm still myself,
But Now Forver Broken.
poem by Dezere DeLaRoca
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Is This Meant to be?
Now we are together
Is this meant to be?
That we are right next to each other
Talking, laughing, kissing, and hugging
Two worlds come together
Now we are together
Is this meant to be?
That faith brought us together
Now we don't have to hide our feelings from each other anymore
We have each other now
Now we are together
Is this meant to be?
That out every guy is you
Are you that guy in my dream that I picture?
Are you my other half?
Now we are together
Is this meant to be?
That we are right next each other
Holding hands, smiling, having a great time, and enjoying the moment
Two worlds finally came together
Now we are together
Is this meant to be?
That I finally got what I want and is you
I been waiting all my life for you
Are you the one I been searching for?
Now we are together
Is this meant to be?
Yes it's and now my dream come true
Now I can be happy and have you
Is this meant to be?
poem by Christina Phan
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The Mind
There rings the bell
The dream strikes hard
Awakening the girl
A dream so bad
There comes joy
The thoughts strike hard
Happy is the boy
In the end gets mad
There goes hope
Night strikes hard
Man hangs on a rope
A story so sad
There sounds the gun
Day dream strikes hard
The woman can't run
Just waits for the blood
There comes war
The life strikes hard
All on the floor
In the red liquid flood.
poem by Walani Ndhlovu
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He Was My Sun
He was my sun, my one and only son,
and dressed up as a cowboy for the day.
And so I handed him a little gun
of fastened random sticks, for him to shoot and play.
And dressed up as a cowboy for the day
he found some foes (with bows and arrows made
of fastened random sticks for them) to shoot, and play
the part of redskins in a mock charade.
He found some foes (with bows and arrows made)
in his story books before he left for school.
The parts of redskins, in a mock charade,
were painted with a crimson war paint, oh so cruel.
In history books, before he left from school -
the tales they told, of victories that we'd won,
were painted with a crimson war paint, oh so cruel -
the flow of paint was hard to staunch when once begun.
From tales they told, of victories that we'd won,
he learned to fight for god and country glory, though
the flow of pain, 'twas hard to staunch when once begun
and cruel to both sides (as he'd later come to know) .
He learned to fight for god and country glory, though
the wounds of war were still unseen (though nigh)
and cruel to both sides (as we'd later come to know):
and soon he stuffed his bag with several things of youth and said goodbye.
The wounds of war were still unseen. Though nigh,
the hours boomed, the clock struck 12, before his time to leave,
and soon he stuffed his bag with several things of youth and said goodbye
to those who'd stay and even those who didn't grieve.
The hours boomed, the clock struck 12, before his time to leave -
they brought back bags they'd stuffed with severed things of those who'd died
to those who'd stayed. And even those who didn't grieve
with tears were stiff, and hid in wooden boxes meant to hide.
They brought back bags they'd stuffed with severed things of those who'd died.
They brought his boots back, camouflaged with mud.
With tears, the stiff were hid in wooden boxes meant to hide
our children from the spilling of their blood.
They brought his boots back, camouflaged with mud.
They said they'd needed him to help defend
our children from the spilling of their blood.
But can they ever see or really comprehend?
They said they'd needed him to help defend,
and so they handed him a little gun.
But can they ever see or really comprehend?
He was my sun, my one and only son...
poem by Terry O'Leary
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The New
I wish I could live free
I hope it's not beyond me
settling down it takes time
one day we'll live together
and life will be better
I have it here yeah in my mind
baby, you know someday you'll slow
baby, my heart's been breaking
I gave a lot to you
I take a lot from you too
you slave a lot from me
guess you could say
i gave you my edge
I can't pretend
I need to defend
some part of me from you
I know I've spent some time a-lying
I can't pretend
I don't need to defend
some part of me from you
I know I've spent some time a-lying
You're looking alright tonight
I think we should go
You're looking alright tonight
I think we should go
song performed by by Interpol
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