We are all of us resigned to death: it's life we aren't resigned to.
quote by Graham Greene
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The 9th President
I met Nicksan, Aba and Ezema on the way yesterday;
But their faces were full of fear! And, i did not know why?
Maybe, it was because of the 9th President.
The 9th President resigned yesterday and,
The people are in shock!
But watch your lips and never be offended;
Because life is full of surprises and,
We have to accept hiw views for resigning.
Life is like the Breezy Spines and,
I am here to take care of my lover;
Because she is confused as well and,
She can't understand why the President resigned.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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They Thought I Was A Thief Too
They thought I was a thief too
Get those handcuffs jiffily
Let us brace him
How I quaked!
In terror we pray
Gnash our teeth
Our knees knock,
Our hearts resigned to fate.
It was my voice and identification
That affected my release
I was simply lucky
One of them knew me.
In terror we pray
Gnash our teeth
Our knees knock,
Our hearts resigned to fate.
Now I can exhale
I came closely calamity
Jaws of exclusion closed in on me
But Samson's grip loosed them again.
In terror we pray
Gnash our teeth
Our knees knock,
Our hearts resigned to fate.
I swing and exalt like Lekeleke
But I also quiz;
If God dwells in thick darkness,
Must I too?
In terror we pray
Gnash our teeth
Our knees knock,
Our hearts resigned to fate.
poem by Samuel Nze
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They Thought I Was a Thief Too
They thought I was a thief too
Get those handcuffs jiffily
Let us brace him
How I quaked!
In terror we pray
Gnash our teeth
Our knees knock,
Our hearts resigned to fate.
It was my voice and identification
That affected my release
I was simply lucky
One of them knew me.
In terror we pray
Gnash our teeth
Our knees knock,
Our hearts resigned to fate.
Now I can exhale
I came closely calamity
Jaws of exclusion closed in on me
But Samson's grip loosed them again.
In terror we pray
Gnash our teeth
Our knees knock,
Our hearts resigned to fate.
I swing and exalt like Lekeleke
But I also quiz;
If God dwells in thick darkness,
Must I too?
In terror we pray
Gnash our teeth
Our knees knock,
Our hearts resigned to fate.
poem by Samuel Munachim
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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
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Dirge Without Music
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,—but the best is lost.
The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the
love,—
They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not
approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the
world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Why Did Death Take You Away?
This year marked the anniversary of your death.
When you first died I couldn't take a breath.
I can't believe you've been gone so long.
It's sad you died at twenty-nine, you were wronged.
I know death is part of life's grand design.
We mourned your death for oh so long, we still morn to this day, but we're resigned.
Death is part of lives great design.
Many think death is divine or of God's design.
So, even though death took you away.
Our love for you is always here to stay.
I still ask; Why did death take you away?
Maybe the answer to that question will never go away.
*This poem is a tribute to my little sister, Tchinina. She died on May 2,2003 at the age of 29.
poem by Nichole Kaci McKnight
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Blues Beach
I was scrapin' bottom
Groping in the dark
It takes a crusty punk to really beat
The mean streets of Medicine Park
So I shifted left and out of town
Then I clicked my heels and I doubled down to
Blues Beach, I'm frying
Sizzling in the merciful rays
And it's the long sad Sunday of the early resigned
I went to Central Station
To catch that early bus
They were gassed and runnin' in every which way
But unhappily not for us
Here come Trinathe child bride
I said hey pretty girlcan I cop a ride to
Blues beach, it's raining
I'm chilling at the Manatee Bar
Well it's a stone soul picnic for the early resigned
We can rent a paranymphic glider
My hypothetical friend
And we could sail away to the bending end
Grab Big Dog a blanket
Angel of my heart
Things may get a whole lot worse
Before suddenly falling apart
Give your roommate Yvonne a ring
'Cause if she still wants in I gotta pull some strings
On Blues Beach, I'm dying
Freezin' in the merciful rays
And it's the long sad Sunday of the early resigned
song performed by by Steely Dan
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The Dead King
Hawaii's King resigned his breath
Our Legislature guffawed.
The awful dignity of death
Not any single rough awed.
But when our Legislators die
All Kings, Queens, Jacks and Aces cry.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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I have lived eighty years of life and know nothing for it, but to be resigned and tell myself that flies are born to be eaten by spiders and man to be devoured by sorrow.
A good education is that which prepares us for our future sphere of action and makes us contented with that situation in life in which God, in his infinite mercy, has seen fit to place us, to be perfectly resigned to our lot in life, whatever it may be.
I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do.
quote by Willa Cather
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Destiny is the invention of the cowardly, and the resigned.
quote by Ignazio Silone
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I knew that when I resigned from the University of Texas that I would never coach again.
quote by Darrell Royal
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I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do.
Willa Cather in O Pioneers! (1913)
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I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do.
quote by Willa Sibert Cather
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I am a President held prisoner, that I haven't resigned and I will not resign.
quote by Hugo Chavez
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For years after I resigned, I was still faithful to their way of thinking. But not in the American Communists.
quote by Elia Kazan
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Song That Jane Likes
And in plays to write the wire in
Ill come back again
Torching time talking rhymes in
Ill come back again
Would you like to play
With the thought of a friend
In a distant passing stage
While you lie around
With hands up and down
So resigned you will fall down
While you around here play
Wild on the warm and far away
While you around here play
The days keep scrbbling themselves
In tidy lines
Would like to play
With a fool holding hands
With a one-eyed jack of spades
While on the deck they sing
All of the captains cards are kings
Still he and the queen are lost at sea
I hope it isnt you and me
And Ill be back round again
Yes Ill walk in time with you old friend
And well find that place
That we had danced so long ago
And in plays to write the wire in
Ill come back again
Torching time talking rhymes in
Ill come back again
With this resigned
The letter I sign
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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I was on the mathematics faculty at M.I.T. from 1951 through until I resigned in the spring of 1959.
quote by John Forbes Nash, Jr.
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Fate's Flow
held trapped in Fate's maze
running, running, trying to
escape.
but that is all part of
It's greater plan
every turn is the wrong one
every step take me where i want
Not to go.
every road, i see
people resigned to
Life
tired and weary,
they scorn me,
knowing i too
will one day give up all hope
this meaningless running,
for a life directed by - It's flow.
so i conclude
the only door of escape is
Death
and even that is part of
Fate's greater plan.