Above all things let us never forget that mankind constitutes one great brotherhood; all born to encounter suffering and sorrow, and therefore bound to sympathize with each other.
quote by Albert Pike
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We consider Christmas as the encounter, the great encounter, the historical encounter, the decisive encounter, between God and mankind. He who has faith knows this truly; let him rejoice.
quote by Pope Paul VI
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Connected.....
how easy it is
for us to forget,
both the value of each moment,
and the value of each person
that we encounter.
we encounter no one by chance!
what is given, truly given,
remains... not much else matters!
the gift of life
is the gift of touch.
and so many touch our lives,
so many we dont seem to notice.
take the time to listen,
to say thank you,
and to touch in return.
that is what makes us eternal!
we are more connected than we know...
often the suffering we endure is shared.
so must be the freedom.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Forget
Forget the suffering
You caused others.
Forget the suffering
Others caused you.
The waters run and run,
Springs sparkle and are done,
You walk the earth you are forgetting.
Sometimes you hear a distant refrain.
What does it mean, you ask, who is singing?
A childlike sun grows warm.
A grandson and a great-grandson are born.
You are led by the hand once again.
The names of the rivers remain with you.
How endless those rivers seem!
Your fields lie fallow,
The city towers are not as they were.
You stand at the threshold mute.
poem by Czeslaw Milosz
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Born To Be Free! ! !
Born to be free! ! !
But, the obstacles of this world have engulfed themselves all around me.
Born to be free! ! !
But hatred had been the main cause being practised by mankind than love.
Born to be free! ! !
But, mankind had introduced what is called racism all around us.
Born to be free! ! !
But, mankind is not ready to accept the positive laws of the Creator.
Born to be free! ! !
But, there are wars everywhere on this earth.
Born to be free! ! !
But, you've hated me already in your heart without any reason.
Born to be free! ! !
But, earth's own problems are more than i can bare.
Born to be free! ! !
But, what i know is not what the Babylon System is teaching me.
Born to be free! ! !
But, the painter of tomorrow has no brush in his or her hand today.
Born to be free! ! !
But, when will the world learn to live in peace?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Rondel
When I was hatred I was great,
While I, today, all things above,
Am great – great for I feel I’m love,
Great for with Lethe I share the fate.
Yes, mercilessness makes you great,
But high you fly, high like a dove
When nothing is your heart but love,
When mercy does your soul elate.
I know: all things bear sorrow’s weight,
Through life in ignorance we rove,
But every solace is in love,
And even if distress be great,
Elation is: forgive, forget.
poem by Alexandru Macedonski from The Poem Of Rondels (1927), translated by Dan Duţescu
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I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality... I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.
quote by Martin Luther King, Jr.
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not for me, myself
by my suffering, set free
those bound by sorrow
haiku by Eric Cockrell
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Recurrence enforces
No woman would give way to a man in
The first encounter.
No woman could ignore the way if the
Encounter repeats.
The desire is bound to rise with a number of encounters
22.08.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Who Is Truly Great?
Great is one who humbles oneself;
Great is one who accomplishes without expectations;
Great is one who labors for others’ welfare;
Great is one who struggles for a noble cause;
Great is one who gives his life for his Maker’s sake;
Great is one who sacrifices his precious life for truth’s sake;
Great is one who takes the road least taken;
Great is one who climbs life’s steep hills;
Great is one who treads dangerous paths for mankind’s progress;
Great is one who risks his life unduly to save others’ lives;
Great is one who although born or made handicapped does extra-ordinary feats;
Great is one who scales heights of achievements rarely done by others;
Great is one who toils in sleep-hours too for mankind’s upliftment;
Great is one who racks his brain to find a cure for a crippling disease;
Great is one who shuns selfishness for the cause of his poorer brethren;
Great is one who dies so that others can live in peace;
Great is one who lives not for oneself but others;
Great is one who loves and forgives his worst foe;
Great is one who leads life in accordance with the Word of God!
(4-13-2007)
poem by John Celes
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Do Not Say Goodbye
i have not met you
and then you tell me that you are suffering.
you keep it a secret to your family and then
you cannot help it but tell them, the pain must be known
someone still does not know who you really are
and we keep that secret and i shall not reveal it
it is my respect to you and your pain
i have offered some prayers, and then perhaps i shall offer flowers
i have not seen you in pain
i have always imagined you smiling and taking time with the flowers in the
park
how many years? it was not that long
to really forget and simply dismiss what we shared as
nothing but
a brief encounter and
without any significance at all
i have not lost you because i will
not lose you
we decide what we forget
and remember.
do not say goodbye, there is no such thing
between friends.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My new year enigma
Tell me… Mama
Should I be born into this world?
To witness mankind annihilated by mankind?
In the name of survival
They mongered it would’t be a matter
That was the root of struggle
To annex who is better
Tell me … Mama
Should I be born into this world?
To witness mankind perished by mother natures?
The winds aren’t friendly
The earths are shaky
The ocean could be deadly
The weather is sometimes so nasty
The hole in the sky is so unpredictably
Millennium after millennium
Another New Year dawning
Another new episode of life unleashed
Don’t tell me… Mama
Is it worth living?
Who is righteous to sustain sorrow or happiness?
For another New Year dawning
Is another revelation of truthness
Happy New Year
28/12/2007
REPUBLIC OF SINGAPORE
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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I Am Restless
I am restless. I am athirst for far-away things.
My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the dim distance.
O Great Beyond, O the keen call of thy flute!
I forget, I ever forget, that I have no wings to fly, that I am bound in this spot evermore.
I am eager and wakeful, I am a stranger in a strange land.
Thy breath comes to me whispering an impossible hope.
Thy tongue is known to my heart as its very own.
O Far-to-seek, O the keen call of thy flute!
I forget, I ever forget, that I know not the way, that I have not the winged horse.
I am listless, I am a wanderer in my heart.
In the sunny haze of the languid hours, what vast vision of thine takes shape in the blue of the sky!
O Farthest end, O the keen call of thy flute!
I forget, I ever forget, that the gates are shut everywhere in the house where I dwell alone!
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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I believe a man is born first unto himself-for the happy developing of himself, while the world is a nursery, and the pretty things are to be snatched for, and pleasant things tasted some people seem to exist thus right to the end. But most are born again on entering manhood then they are born to humanity, to a consciousness of all the laughing, and the never-ceasing murmur of pain and sorrow that comes from the terrible multitudes of brothers.
quote by D.H. Lawrence
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Brotherhood
Brotherhood...
All around - sweet brotherhood
No more us and them -
Oneness
No more politics or denominations
Brotherhood
No more war, violence, or pain
Compassion
In brotherhood, well find
Joy..............dynamism
Sweetness......softness
Soulfulness....dignity
Tranquility.....serenity
Harmony.......perfection
Harmony.......perfection
One mind!
One truth!
One life!
song performed by by Santana
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Alberta Bound
Oh the prairie lights are burnin bright
The chinook wind is a-movin in
Tomorrow night Ill be alberta bound
Though Ive done the best I could
My old luck aint been so good and
Tomorrow night Ill be alberta bound
No one-eyed man could eer forget
The rocky mountain sunset
Its a pleasure just to be alberta bound
I long to see my next of kin
To know what kind of shape theyre in
Tomorrow night Ill be alberta bound
Alberta bound, alberta bound
Its good to be alberta bound
Alberta bound, alberta bound
Its good to be alberta bound
Oh the skyline of toronto
Is somethin youll get onto
But they say youve got to live there for a while
And if you got the money
You can get yourself a honey
A written guarantee ta make you smile
But its snowin in the city
And the streets and brown and gritty
And I know theres pretty girls all over town
But they never seem ta find me
And the one I left behind me
Is the reason that Ill be alberta bound
Alberta bound, alberta bound
Its good to be alberta bound
Alberta bound, alberta bound
Its good to be alberta bound
Its good to be alberta bound
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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I believe in the brotherhood of all men, but I don't believe in wasting brotherhood on anyone who doesn't want to practice it with me. Brotherhood is a two-way street.
Taught To Fear And Suffer
Taught not born,
To hate.
Taught not born,
To fear.
Taught not born,
To discriminate.
And taught not born,
To jeer.
Taught not born,
To give.
Taught not born,
To take.
Taught not born to be of benefit to others.
But many bigots interfere...
With an infliction of their insecurities,
That smother one another.
Some are taught they are better than most human beings.
With a stunting of their own growth,
In isolated dreams.
And then their are those who confront others,
With obvious legitimate needs.
Ultimately to suffer from these misdeeds.
Taught not born,
To hate.
Taught not born,
To fear.
Taught not born,
To discriminate.
And taught not born,
To jeer.
Taught to greed selfishly!
Taught to deceive and steal like thieves!
And taught to cheat to succeed...
No matter who does the suffering and bleeds.
Taught to fear and suffer.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Fear.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Suffering,
Inflicted.
As a right to incite and ignite,
Fear!
Taught to fear and suffer.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Fear.
As a right,
To incite and ignite...
Suffering,
Inflicted.
As a right to incite and ignite,
Fear!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In attachment
In a happening, some are happy,
Some are sad and some, indifferent.
Attachments bring happiness and suffering.
Detachments deny sorrow and joy too.
Without attachment, mercy is not born.
Without attachment, purpose is not born.
Without involvement, interest is not born.
Without interest, no action takes place.
Attached, success bathes the ego.
Attached, failure soils the ego.
Attachment is still good if you hope
For the best and be for the worst
08.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Forget Not Yet
Forget not yet the tried intent
Of such a truth as I have meant
My great travail so gladly spent
Forget not yet.
Forget not yet when first began
The weary life ye knew, since whan
The suit, the service, none tell can,
Forget not yet.
Forget not yet the great assays,
The cruel wrongs, the scornful ways,
The painful patience in denays
Forget not yet.
Forget not yet, forget not this,
How long ago hath been, and is,
The mind that never means amiss;
Forget not yet.
Forget not yet thine own approved,
The which so long hath thee so loved,
Whose steadfast faith yet never moved,
Forget not this.
poem by Sir Thomas Wyatt
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Forget Not Yet The Tried Intent
Forget not yet the tried intent
Of such a truth as I have meant;
My great travail so gladly spent,
Forget not yet.
Forget not yet when first began
The weary life ye know, since whan
The suit, the service, none tell can;
Forget not yet.
Forget not yet the great assays,
The cruel wrong, the scornful ways;
The painful patience in denays,
Forget not yet.
Forget not yet, forget not this,
How long ago hath been and is
The mind that never meant amiss;
Forget not yet.
Forget not then thine own approved,
The which so long hath thee so loved,
Whose steadfast faith yet never moved;
Forget not this.
poem by Sir Thomas Wyatt
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