The quest for peace begins in the home, in the school and in the workplace.
quote by Silvia Cartwright
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Life in an All Male Environment.
I’m not used to live an all male environment
as I have many aunties and five good sisters at home
then during my school years I studied in a coed school
where girl and boys were mixed together in one classroom
Out of curiosity I try to work abroad
and of all the places I was placed here in an Arab world
gosh, it’s only six months and I gave up to such life and found it so boring
so I went home felt defeated of that mission
a sort of military lifestyle is not suited for me
thanks good heavens, I didn’t pursue that career in a military academy
but now again I’m into an all male world in this kind of work
Welders, planners, engineers, construction workers and any in oil and gas labor
an all male environment is really boring
males work like donkeys and look so jaded and stressed
much more when the workplace is located in an arid land
where all you can view are pipelines and sands
Next time I’ll be careful in field to work for
“Are there women? ” will be my first question in an interview
and before I will sign a contract or an employment offer
a workplace with women is what I prefer.
poem by Champs Ulysses Cabinatan
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My Worlds
In the world of school,
I am quiet,
Calm, cool,
On the watch of everything and
Everyone,
In the world at home,
I am myself,
The soul within me,
I am at peace,
For at home I can be,
Me,
At school I must be,
Who they want to form me,
Like the shadow of shame,
For I am not how they describe,
I do not hide the pain,
Nor do I fake happiness,
I let what emotion I feel come out,
For at home I am what I want to be,
At school I am what I am.
poem by PenelopeCrews Pitstock
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For example, UNICEF works with governments to change legislation such as in India where a law was passed raising the age of compulsory school completion to keep children in school and away from the workplace for longer.
quote by Carol Bellamy
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Quest
If my quest was to be the best...
I could not sit,
Until I sat in 'research' quick.
Before I grabbed a walking stick...
To adorn this climbing crusade!
I want to be dressed for the part!
If my quest was to be the best.
BS and all the rest of that nonsense,
Would be left behind...
With the ignorance that it swallows.
If my quest was to be the best.
I would need to learn how to be uncomfortable...
Sometimes.
And in my discomfort I think of what's been left behind.
And I find myself in my mind feeling at home!
Glued like a magnet to the ignorance that comforts!
If my quest was to be the best...
I would find a way to excavate this 'home'
Decorated with my heart and soul within me!
And 'that' would be the best of my quest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Miss The Road
I miss the road to school
I miss the innocence
I left somewhere on the road to school
I want my innocence back
but the road to work
never crosses the road to school
I miss the sweet home
I miss the peace
I left somehwhere in my sweet home
I want my peace back
but the growth has changed
the place i used to know as my sweet home
This makes me sad
but i know that innocence and peace
were not because of the outer world
They are within us
only the road to the
inner home is to be found.
poem by Narender Singh Bansal
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Blue Chalk Crosses
A vision of blue chalk crosses
such as at Arlington Cemetery..
scrawled on a blackboard..
they can still be erased..
peace begins with you
peace begins with me
peace in thought word
and deed
in prayers
by hearts freed..
peace at the end of our forks
peace at the end of our tongues
poem by Saiom Shriver
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Anthony, Bess, Clark, Diana, Edward, And Florence Are Returning Home
Returning Home
Those kids have nothing to worry about
The night is over
The castle has imploded into the sea
And the sun shines high in the sky
On this glorious countryside morning
They're going home at last
There's finally peace at last
Peace for Anthony
Peace for Bess
Peace for Clark
Peace for Diana
Peace for Edward
Peace for Florence
Peace for all their families now
The darkness is now gone for good
They're going home safely
They're walking home safely
poem by Justin Gildow
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Sad Girls
Human beings are fragile and need love
In this painful existence that begins with a slap
And often spirals downward into abuse
From the people who should desire to protect us.
Unkindness accumulates at school
And in the workplace,
You lose your original face
Of innocence and joy.
I’ve met sad girls I’ve wanted to kiss,
Rock them in my arms for eternity,
Remove the emotional scars of their history,
But I know, such scars never leave,
They’re deep razorblade-like cuts into the soul.
I haven’t learned yet
If I’m attracted to troubled and tragic girls,
Or if that is the only type of girl
I should expect.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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August....
August is the month for kids it’s the last few weeks of freedom before a new school year begins.
August is the month where many parents are excited that its here cause they don’t want their kids home alone.
August is the last month before fall begins.
August is the only month that has fewer holidays than most months.
August is the month where most teens are happy because it means that it’s the last school year for most.
August is the month that I really don’t care for but I also like as well.
poem by Natasha Ligons
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The Poetic Experience (Part Three)
we cry out for peace,
but there can be no peace
until we find peace within...
men who are not at peace
within... start wars, fight wars,
and kill innocent people.
the whole journey begins and
ends within... when we stray
from the path we become the tool
of suffering... we become fear!
the poetic experience seeks
to free us from our fears...
and it begins by being a mirror!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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School School School
Every school has a name but
school is so lame
school what can I say
school im there like every day
school is like a prison, you can nver escape
school is like having a detencion every day
school you tell us to do schoolwork and at home we have to do homework: (
school, school, school
work, work, work
study, study, study
test, test, test it all goes trough my mind
what else should i do
might the principle think; .
My school
My rules
My way or the hard way
This is what i think
Im
Victor Arambula
poem by Somebody U Will Never Know
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Education begins at home. You can't blame the school for not putting into your child what you don't put into him.
quote by Geoffrey Holder
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It's Quite Simple
It's quite simple.
If you can not choose to respect me,
As an invited quest...
Within the confines of my home,
What makes you think...
I would open up my peaceful place,
To share space with you...
As a roommate!
And you will be free to come and go,
Doing as you please and I have no say so.
And you suggest I honor your request...
To leave you and 'unintroduced' unknowns alone!
Within the walls of my home?
My home is valued with a peace I condone.
Here is no clubhouse.
Where members pay monthly dues,
And free to roam.
It's quite simple.
If you can not choose to respect me,
As an invited quest...
Within the confines of my home,
What makes you think...
I would open up my peaceful place,
To share space with you...
As a roommate to occupy my throne.
And I watch...
As if housekeeper.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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School Just School
School we need it
school, friends
school you have teachers
school is great
high school is even better
college, PARITES
school you mite find your true love
new experiences everyday
school, dances
school just school
school who dose not love it
school is fun
school, preps
school, classes
school, math, science, computer classes
school is great love it
school just school
we need school
poem by Kerri King
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At Sea
O we go down to sea in ships--
But Hope remains behind,
And Love, with laughter on his lips,
And Peace, of passive mind;
While out across the deeps of night,
With lifted sails of prayer,
We voyage off in quest of light,
Nor find it anywhere.
O Thou who wroughtest earth and sea,
Yet keepest from our eyes
The shores of an eternity
In calms of Paradise,
Blow back upon our foolish quest
With all the driving rain
Of blinding tears and wild unrest,
And waft us home again.
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Home
While at peace within your home
you find no need to run or roam.
For in your home there seems to be
no quest in sight that is for thee.
Content within the walls you love
as the ceilings watch from up above,
they see a being in their sight
that houses a heart that is light.
Comfort comes from what's inside,
not from mansions found worldwide.
So those that find their home is bliss
have found there's nothing better than this.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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School is Like
School is like a prison
you can never escape
School is like having
a detention everyday
School is place where
know one wants to go,
when you wake up to go to
school you say Oh Noo! !
School is a place where you get
educated well
but sometimes you think
School is hell
School is a place where they dont let you
Listen to a song
Cause really all they want you to do is
work all day long
school is definitely not a place for me
But my home is the place to be.
Written/Typed/Published By: Darren Arrogante 13 Yrs Old Aus, Sydney
(c)
poem by Darren Arrogante
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Remember peace
For withoutpeace, there is war,
Gunning down what we sweat for,
Exchanging blows and vows,
Brother and brother up in knives against each other,
Fellow countrymen sowing seeds of grudges,
Spreading it like buttercup to young generation,
Youth benefiting drugs instead of peace,
Some facilitating conflicts to boot out peace,
Leaving us in abject poverty and confusion,
Making our country cursed,
Let it be known that peace begins with me,
It begins with you,
Together we can make a difference,
For with peace, there is joy,
poem by Brian Tafadzwa Penny
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Family: The SMS-Messages Start...
It is still dark when we leave home - the
school gate is barely open; an hour and
a half before school starts a little boy
already there; out in the winter cold; then
a little girl is also left half an hour before
her school starts; in the afternoon he goes
to after-school; but she has to stay in the
school grounds; at two-forty-five the SMS-
messages start: Hi mom, what are you
doing? - I’m typing my love, and you? –
I’ve got nothing to do; - I know that’s
not true with all that maths and homework
tasks, yet I play along; I wish she were
here or already at home instead of at
school all alone; that was the choice I
made as a working mom; if I give up
my job I’ll never find one again – it’s
all about quotas and race and not expertise
– besides, it is my whole social life – if
only school did not end at two in the
afternoon and children were not left
all by themselves so soon…
poem by Margaret Alice
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Charity
Charity begins at home,
Love begins in the womb,
Hope is the mind that lives at peace always.
The bud opens,
The flower blossoms,
Charity envies not;
So, let no man despise your youth and beauty.
A kiss of charity,
Like a true proverb;
Charity out of a pure heart is full of kindness.
When the Almond Tree blossoms,
Charity is full of love;
So is this muse that flows to teach many.
Let all your things be done with charity,
Charity is very kind;
Let all your dreams be with love,
Charity edifies;
And, be very wise always.
Do not let charity pass you by,
Gain your hope from your gift;
Cos', it will always lead you on.
Charity begins at home,
So compare her actions rooted in your yard;
Charity out of a pure heart is full of kindness,
So compare her acts ruling in the year;
Charity envies no one.
The love of a muse,
The love of the acts;
Charity begins at home.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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