
Of all the gods only death does not desire gifts.
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“ DEATH I SWHEN ALL SEEMS LOST
DEATH IS WHEN YOU HAVE TO SAY GOOD-BYE TO YOUR LOVED ONES
DEATH IS WHEN ALL YOU SEE ARE TEARS
DEATH IS WHEN YOU JUST DON’T CARE ‘
DEATH IS WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE EVERYTHING IS FALLING ON TOP OF YOU
DEATH IS WHEN THAT PERSON IS RE-BORN
DEATH IS GODS WAY OF SAYING YOUR TIME IS UP
DEATH IS GODS WAY OF SAYING I NEED YOU”
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Unanswered Prayers
Just the other night a hometown football game
My wife and I ran into my old high school flame
And as I introduced them the past came back to me
And I couldnt help but think of the way things used to be.
She was the one that Id wanted for all times
And each night Id spend prayin that God would make her mine
And if hed only grant me this wish I wished back then
Id never ask for anything again.
(chorus)
Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when youre talkin to the man upstairs
That just because he doesnt answer doesnt mean he dont care
Some of gods greatest gifts are unanswered prayers.
She wasnt quite the angel that I remembered in my dreams
And I could tell that time had changed me
Inn her eyes too it seemed
We tried to talk about the old days
There wasnt much we could recall
I guess the lord knows what hes doin after all.
And as she walked away and I looked at my wife
And then and there I thankedd the good lord
For the gifts in my life.
*chorus*
Some of gods greatest gifts are all too often unanswered...
Some of gods greatest gifts are unanswered prayers
song performed by by Garth Brooks

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Now as of old the gods give men all good things, excepting only those that are baneful and injurious and useless. These, now as of old, are not gifts of the gods: men stumble into them themselves because of their own blindness and folly.
quote by Democritus

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The Gifts of Life and Pollution
Nature's gifts are sunny beaches,
Nature's gifts are rocky mountains,
Nature's gifts are vast oceans,
Nature's gifts are the tranquil colors in the rainbow,
Nature's gifts are rain forests,
Nature's gift is life.
Our gifts are oceans filled with toxins,
Our gifts are global warming,
Our gifts are deserted forests,
Our gifts are killed animals,
Our gifts are serious diseases,
Our gift is pollution.
poem by Melanie Jackson

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For Death—or rather
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For Death—or rather
For the Things 'twould buy—
This—put away
Life's Opportunity—
The Things that Death will buy
Are Room—
Escape from Circumstances—
And a Name—
With Gifts of Life
How Death's Gifts may compare—
We know not—
For the Rates—lie Here—
poem by Emily Dickinson

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Thank You Mother-god
Thank You Mother-God for caring for us in our need
For the health and healing that we need
Thank You Mother-God for Your for Your gifts we know not of
For Your loving helpfulness from above
Thank You Mother-God for being One with Father-God at the time of creation
Creating all creation with perfection
Being Children of God, we should be Gods
Because You Both created us to be like Gods
Thank You Mother-God for helping Father-God in giving all our gifts
So thar between us, as Children of God, there will be no rifts
April 30,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
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Gods
Gods of the white man,
Gods of the black man,
Gods of the almond shade
all of these Gods
have done one thing,
made the people afraid.
Gods of the red man,
Gods of the brown man
Gods of the yellow hue,
all of these Gods
have done the same
divided them into
Separate people
who've been led to believe
their God is the holy one
to save their souls
and pardon them
and deliver them
from earthly sin.
How can there be
so many Gods?
Isn't there only one?
One for every single soul
born unto this earth.
He's every color that there is
since the world's begun.
poem by Edwina Reizer

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It's Death Again
It's Death again - He's always there -
Watching, waiting - e'er the stare!
Every time I look behind
Or reach to pull the window blind,
I catch a glimpse of grubby hood -
A little clue to where he stood;
The glint of light that caught the scythe.
Perhaps if I could pay a tithe…
But O! no use, he'll never go.
The adamant phantom; don't you know
He will but wait until it's time
For me to hear His fateful chime? -
The toll that claims my destiny,
To Hail: 'You're next, it has to be…'
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
The Reign of Death
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The Death Of My Desire
Here my child
Rest your head on me.
Cos I'm the safest man you'll ever meet.
I'll tell you a story
I won't expect you to believe
About a boy who lost his reason to deceive
It's the death of my desire
While I grew up I hid behind a smile.
I was never allowed to be an average child.
And now the years have forced
me to be a man. I find I can't go
Along with this meaningless sham.
It's the death of my desire.
I want to find a new way
But I can't make it on my own,
I want a partner in crime
So I don't feel so alone.
So come to bed,
I won't disturb your sleep.
Cos I've a secret I'm determined not to keep
I see you understand my point of view,
You're safe because there's nothing I
need from you.
It's the death of my desire
song performed by by White Town

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In The Lap Of The Gods
Ah ah ah ah ah
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Ah ah ah
I live my life for you
Think all my thoughts with you and only you
Anything you ask I do for you
I touch your lips with mine
But in the end I leave it to the lords
Leave it in the lap of the gods
What more can I do?
Leave it in the lap of the gods
I leave it to you
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Leave it in the lap of the gods
I want you to
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Leave it in the lap of the gods
Lap of the gods
song performed by by Queen from Sheer Heart Attack

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Disingenuousness
Here lies another box for nature,
Carbon ready;
Black to eyes down here,
Where death is at its job.
Up there you’ll hear a rhythmic sob
Or two from living yet-to-dies –
A humming lacrimoso –
It all but cleans the eyes:
Forget it –
The dismal show of grief –
Life is only chemistry –
Our stay is only brief.
It’s we who hype it up!
Diaphragms jerk again;
The jet monotone of hearses
Feeds the disingenuousness
Of undertakers –
They seem to stare at something up ahead –
For them, it’s in the blood,
To taxi off the dead.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
The March of Death
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Death Of My Desire
Here my child
Rest your head on me.
Cos Im the safest man youll ever meet.
Ill tell you a story
I wont expect you to believe
About a boy who lost his reason to deceive
Its the death of my desire
While I grew up I hid behind a smile.
I was never allowed to be an average child.
And now the years have forced
Me to be a man. I find I cant go
Along with this meaningless sham.
Its the death of my desire.
I want to find a new way
But I cant make it on my own,
I want a partner in crime
So I dont feel so alone.
So come to bed,
I wont disturb your sleep.
Cos Ive a secret Im determined not to keep
I see you understand my point of view,
Youre safe because theres nothing i
Need from you.
Its the death of my desire.
song performed by by White Town

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How Do You Use Your Gifts?
I'm using my blessings and faith,
To create identifiable miracles.
And you?
How do you use your gifts?
In the begging of stuff?
That others have?
By using their own,
Faith kept persisted.
And what they have manage to materialize,
Makes you jealous and mad?
Your selfishness is pathetic!
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
In the begging of stuff?
That others have?
By using their own,
Faith kept persisted.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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The Gods themselves cannot recall their gifts.
quote by Alfred Lord Tennyson

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The glorious gifts of the gods are not to be cast aside.
Death and I
When death comes
I’ll need not love –
Consumed,
No wreath or dove
Could offer me salvation,
Not when I’m no more.
A weathered stone will bear my name –
Identity of once a being
Living out existence in
A world of risk, and never seeing
Sense of why we’re here.
My genes will die away thro’ child –
Hue of eyes and hair, the way of thought,
Will quickly dim with generation –
Bow to future dominance –
Memories of provenance
Resigned to curious few.
When death comes
I’ll need not grace
Below; no grieving face
Will call my resurrection,
Not when I’m at ground –
Death and I so bound.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
D eath Crawl
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An Ever Open Door
Desire to live, love and dream
Desire to desire more
Desire is the flirtiest whim
It's an ever open door.
Desire to touch you once
Desire to break into a dance
Desire to hold your hand
Desire to build on sand!
It's an ever open door
You desire and desire more!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

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The Adventurer of God
They are solid steel, the rocks are built by gods,
Mountains and volcanoes are one, by gods.
Yet we see the lava flow and the abolishment,
To address them is to arrive at and abandon, by gods.
Any geographical feature on the map carries fascination,
One is adventured, one is fine with distortion, by gods.
The map is a remedy for the plain and ill, the happier,
Yellow streams and wooden forests are a distinction, by gods.
Let us laugh and be merry on this whole globe,
Let godliness reign supreme with this incantation, by gods.
The gods are lovable towards their kingdom,
The wishes of the valley are mine in slow-motion, by the gods.
poem by Naveed Akram

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The gods plant reason in mankind, of all good gifts the highest.
My Teacher
all his life he had only one wish
that he dies
and that he must die a happy death
he prays a lot
and offers flowers and food and treasures to the gods
he makes sacrifices
he purifies himself everyday with holy baths and spiritual exercises
he walks miles and miles to reflect upon the graces
and the wisdom of old
but the gods have their own ways and style
he shall never have a happy death
he was given the status of an immortal god
instead.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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