The purpose of human life is to serve, and to show compassion and the will to help others.
quote by Albert Schweitzer
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Sonnet: Compassion
Compassion is one thing we all expect
In life on earth, from womb to tomb endless;
In giving it, we seldom are perfect;
We live our life that is not just selfless.
The handicapped expect much compassion;
So does a newborn child suckled at breast;
Who cares about a beggar’s life’s passion?
Compassion is a must for ev’n a beast.
When God can shower compassion on us,
Why not all earthlings on one another?
If we can show compassion without fuss,
Much more will be bestowed on us, brother.
Compassion is an attribute of man,
And giving it is easy, if you can.
poem by John Celes
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The Truth About Jesus
what made Jesus
the force that changed
history forever?
was it His death on
the cross? or was it
His life, the way He lived?
He dared to live compassion
with human hands... knowing
the risk, He took it....
He knew that all lives
are connected... and lived
what He knew to be true....
'the kingdom of heaven
within you...'
His death merely an extension
of His life... the final step
of a long journey....
'the way, the truth, and the life...'
compassion, compassion, compassion...
God's hands are human!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Compassion
You want more, and still more,
Until you get more than you ever bargained for.
Now its plain, clear as rain,
Ive seen your symptoms many times before.
Lying on your bed of pain
What will you have now?
What are riches untold in a life without compassion?
For theres no winter as cold
As a life without compassion.
Theres no prescription thats sold
That can heal you like compassion.
Well you tried and you cried,
And let your disappointment make you hard inside.
You have doubt, you reach out,
Still youre the only one you care about.
Hiding in your sack of woe
What do you need now?
For there is nothing so sad
As a life without compassion.
And even love has turned bad,
It was love without compassion.
And you dont need what you had
cause you did not have compassion.
Dying on your bed of pain
What will you have now?
Youll get no judgment from me,
I can only feel compassion.
And if thats what you need,
I will give you my compassion.
Just dont forget about me
cause we all need some compassion.
Open up your heart
So you can start to feel compassion.
Get down on your knees,
Pray to heaven for compassion.
Everybody needs compassion.
If you want to be healed
Then you know you got to feel compassion.
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Laughter and Compassion
Laughter and Compassion
Goes hand in hand
Are good medicine for the heart and mind
Not a direct problem solver but reduces stress
For I laughed at one's interpretation of POS
Of another's sarcasm
A cuddling party feels good
Laughter and Compassion
How I laughed and laughed
The laughter relaxed my body
The compassion rested my mind
Follows understanding
Without judgment
My shell broke free
Laughter and Compassion
To have compassion is to be human
During times of despair needed most
A hug
A kind act
Simple gestures
A smile
For a lack of compassion is a pity
Effects the emotional bearing environment
The pleasure of laughter
As without laughter, life is mundane
The human empathy of compassion
As without compassion, one is heartless
Catalysts for deeper problem
Are revelations
Sonnet- On Compassion
In Life, Compassion is what people want,
But seldom do they like with men to share;
Their hearts grow thick-skinned akin Elephant;
To render kindness to others, don't care.
To show a little bit of kindness, Oh,
Won't cost a dime or waste one's precious time;
With newer leaves, twigs -stronger is the bough;
Compassion- Virtue turns one's life sublime.
Yet, kind words cost no more than unkind ones;
A helping hand won't measure time or wealth;
One never knows when one in life has 'downs';
Compassion shown is good for body's health.
When one can show compassion to all beasts,
Why not to poor, down-trodden and diseased?
poem by John Celes
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Love Out Of Compassion
Love, materialistic, expects returns.
Love, physical, expects responses.
Love from compassion has no condition,
Where pleasure of loving is the reward.
To perpetuate only happiness
One must head towards love freedom compassion.
For others to be happy,
Practise compassion.
For you to be happy,
Practise compassion.
Love without compassion
Is body without life.
To get the impetus
To show compassion to one
Who is in expectation,
Imagine he would die soon,
And it would generate
In you enough pity.
Also imagine what would happen
When you were in his shoes.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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For No Other Use Or Purpose...
they ask that between us
there should be no purpose
or this asking for a use
some benefits
that there is but friendship
that begs not even for time
that memory that simply rests
and then takes upon itself another
journey to a place reserved
for those who are classified as
useless because they serve for no
use but only for the sake of
beauty, the mere grandeur
and nothing in particular
nothing for return of investments
just the gaze, the compassion.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Jester’s Kingdom
Inflict a wound
Serve a purpose
Do as you’re told
Serve a purpose
Cut the throat
Save a soul
Let’s see who gives a damn
Worlds forgotten
Blinded pathways
Lost soul’s die
Corruption reigns supreme
Religious hypocrites
Ride the crusaders corpses
Inflict a wound
Serve a purpose
Do as you’re told
Make me proud
A jester’s kingdom
Bastards live above
The broken man
Twist his hand
Pay penance
Thy lord commands thee
Murder innocent children
Convert, destroy, convert, destroy
poem by Paul Fisher
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Your Purpose of Living
The master of purpose does not
respect certificate or degree;
He only respect people
with purpose in life.
Purpose is the gate fee
to success land.
Purpose is your direction.
Purpose is an objective in life,
dream, and what you are here for.
You cannot move on in life
until you have discovered
your objectives in life,
which is your purpose of living.
poem by Franca Kenneth
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Lamp-lighting By Nurses
By lamps, you light although daylight,
You light the world of darkened lives
Of ailing patients and dying,
Giving them hope of life quite bright!
The lamps you hold by hand today
Affirm your wish to toil always,
Relieving pain and sufferings
Of sick, diseased brethren all day!
Like ‘Lady with the lamp’ you show
Your heart has love and compassion
For mankind sick and afflicted;
To God, the Healer, you thus bow!
The lamps will show the world around
That nurses are a noble lot
Who sacrifice their lives and time
To make everybody’s health sound!
May nurses fill the world with cheer!
Like Nightingale, serve sick always;
Your work is more than gold, aye, dear!
Be bold but kind to human race!
Fondly dedicated to the ‘I Batch’
Of IRT SON students and staff
poem by John Celes
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When and Where Did They Leave Behind Their Minds
I have been blessed to be in the presence...
Of those obsessed with the purchasing of things.
Themselves and what they possess.
And have them profess to me,
What 'I' could be and 'things' I could have...
IF I just put my mind to it!
So glad I endured such ignorance.
Little did they know,
I thought people like that were ridiculous.
And in time they would come to think of themselves,
That very same way.
It happens.
It pays to be observant.
What I have today and have had most of my life,
Is a sense of my own self worth.
What I have today and have had most of my life,
Is identity and self respect.
What I have today and have had most of my life,
Is my faith and gratefulness...
To know from where my blessings flow!
And the source of my insight.
And those folks...
Wouldn't leave from their doorsteps,
Without making sure their pretensions were intact.
But then again...
Times have changed!
And maybe some of them are scurrying around,
Trying to discover...
When and where did they leave behind their minds.
And what had been their purpose?
What purpose do they serve?
And how is that purpose felt?
Where is that purpose at?
Especially those clinging onto materialistic notions!
Believing themselves to be...
'Blessed and highly favored',
To have acquired positions of status.
With bling and other things to flaunt,
An eroding way of life that has them entrapped.
And I wonder...
Is 'this' a purpose?
Or is this,
A sad act!
God...
I thank You,
For showing me how to lead.
And not follow.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Be above it! Make the world serve your purpose, but do not serve it.
quote by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Compassion And Empathy
They have so much in common compassion and empathy
And those who do possess them are blessed 'twould seem to me
For these are rare enough gifts in the Human World of today
Where many are poor and homeless and in life have lost their way
Those with empathy and compassion in words never put others down
And you never will find them amongst the judgemental of the town
They feel for the suffering of others more of their type we do need
For their kindness and generosity of spirit as good people they do succeed
Those with empathy and compassion always helping people in poverty
They help the homeless and the destitute and they help the refugee
If everyone were like them there would not be poverty and crime
And war that cause death and suffering would be of another time
But not everyone is like them which does seem sad to say
So for those with compassion and empathy let us hear the loud hooray.
poem by Francis Duggan
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A Nurse
When all of your loved ones are gone
And you're waiting for the doctor to come,
I'm the one that you're getting angry at
'Cause you see me coming around.
Instead of hating you or getting mad,
I try to show you how to understand.
Though I'm not a doctor to save someone's life,
I 'll sit close beside you and I will listen
To your complaints, suffering, and pain
Somehow, I may take away all your fears.
Though I'm not a doctor who prescribes medicines,
I'll serve you with tender loving care.
For me, that's something I should be proud of.
Even in your slightest discomforts,
I am with you always
Making sure that you're alright,
As you're taken care with love and respect.
I am the one who believes in miracles
With my soft and gentle voice,
I bring you love and hope,
Render you my skillful care,
And show you my priceless smiles.
I am the one that comforts,
Stands and cares for you.
The one who dares to touch your hands
In your delicate moments
When you're feeling lonely and hopeless.
I'm the one who lets you know
That I will stay close beside you
When there is no one to embrace you.
Yes, I am the one with white uniforms.
A nurse with a caring nature
Who has compassion and empathy for others.
An advocate nurse
That the ultimate goal on earth is
For the best of the human race.
poem by Alon Calinao Dy
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Chaos, Order, Chaos, Beauty And Ugliness...
beauty must a purpose
have, for instance beauty that
gives peace and
harmony to the world,
presumably this world is a world of chaos,
and chaos is wanton
and understood to be messy and
undesirable, makes the mind
to lack the necessary focus
but what is focus for? what is thinking for?
again, you return to purpose
focus must have a purpose
and thinking must have another purpose
but what is the purpose of purpose?
seems that purpose is beauty
and that purpose without beauty is not desirable,
and so on and so forth,
people get so confused, they want order as though order itself is
beauty
as though it is one purpose that we need,
the universe must have an order
a system, every planet orbiting around the sun must have
a purpose
as though they are human beings like us
as though they are us
look at this poem, read it so well,
it has no purpose but to make you think
make you doubt
that perhaps beauty to be beauty must be wanton
and chaotic, which by itself is a reality
and reality is always
beautiful,
it has always a purpose and this is what you think it to be
right now, but is this really so?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I'll Show My Passion
Come to me when,
Something's bothering you.
Come to me when you want to boo-hoo...
And I'll show my passion.
With compassion.
Come to me when,
Something's bothering you.
Come to me when you want to boo-hoo...
And I'll show my passion.
With compassion.
I'm not the one who sits around,
To put folks down like they're the clowns.
Without a passion.
Or show compassion.
I'm not the one who sits around,
To put folks down like they're the clowns.
I do show passion.
With compassion.
Come to me when,
You want to be hugged and close...
And I'll show my passion,
With compassion.
Come to me when,
You want to be hugged and close...
And I'll show my passion,
With compassion.
Give up your fears to feel,
My passion.
Give up your fears to feel,
Compassion.
Give up your fears to feel,
There's nothing that you have to prove...
Or be someone that isn't you.
Give up your fears to feel,
My passion.
Give up your fears to feel,
Compassion.
Give up your fears to feel,
There's nothing that you have to prove...
Or be someone that isn't you.
Come to me when,
You want to be hugged and close...
And I'll show my passion,
With compassion.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From History We've Not Learned
Men crucified the one millions now worship more than two thousand years ago
Yet many men they are as cruel today and any compassion towards others they never seem to show
And the gifts of compassion and empathy to the special few belong
And many far too many seemingly cannot tell right from wrong
Two thousand and seven years ago Jesus Christ was crucified
And nailed to a timber cross on Calvary slowly and painfully he died
Yet we have not learned from human history and it does seem sad to say
That nowadays many decent people die in the foulest way,
The war supposed to end all wars did not live up to it's tag
Young people dying in war zones every day for God and Land and Flag
Before we learn the lesson of history how many more must die
War men mock the sacredness of human life and many wars based on a lie
It has been more than two thousand years since Christ died on Calvary
And from history we've not learned a thing that's how 'twould seem to be.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Love Shine On Earth As In Heaven Above
It is true in Istanbul
once Constantinople
east and west once did meet
now north and south must meet
there too as in a trance must
dance for prosperity peace is best
all races of humanity
honour life like dearly
beloved young wife
like an innocent baby
fed at compassion breast
this soul each human life
must hold heal console
reach up worship divinity
God love honour each thy
neighbour as self at God's request
thou art my Lord my
God whom I do love let thy
radiant compassion light
love shine on earth as in heaven above let
all human races all noble life in thy love rest
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Poem On A Sunday #1
nothing is really useless.
even those who only wait, has that function.
waiting.
and it is a sacrifice, just imagine
you, at the train station,
wanting to leave and be somewhere else,
yet you do what you are assigned to
do that whole week,
waiting. It saddens me.
I tremble to some extent.
Like a heavy thud
of impatient feet, throwing away the shoes
that serve no purpose.
on the other hand, i assure you,
everything has a purpose.
the cup, the saucer, the teaspoon
and the white
sugar & the coffee,
they blend and you take your day
sipping.
in your world,
there are lapses, something glitches
you see slipping moments,
and you sigh.
ah, do not worry,
they also do what you are supposed to do,
they serve us &
you serve them
a bowl of cherries, a can of laughter,
a nugget of wisdom,
and time
this time, we note what ponder can do,
what blankness can paint
what seeds can sorrow grow?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Compassion and Anger
Compassion and anger were my only love
Came to me winging like a lonely dove
Gimme some loving from the Lord above
Compassion and anger
Down on the quayside things getting rough
Somebody trying to prove they are tough
Compassion and anger will soon call their bluff
Compassion and anger
Compassion and anger won't make you sad
Compassion and anger will just make you glad
What will you do when the world's turning bad
Without compassion and anger?
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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