I will continue to distribute blankets, sleeping bags, warm clothing and food on a regular basis, in the hope that my modest efforts will give some comfort to those people we are able help.
quote by Mohamed Al-Fayed
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So I'm a young boy in the 1940s growing up, seeing Ralph Bunche on a regular basis, seeing Duke Ellington on a regular basis. We know that these people are famous. They're living in the same community as we live in. They go to the same stores and shops.
Blankets
Some blankets are thin
that cover the poor.
They're lucky to have them.
They sleep on the floor.
No pillow to sleep on
to cradle their head,
nothing to sleep on
that's called a bed.
Some blankets are downy
that cover the rich.
No shivering at night
in their warm little niche.
Their heads have been cradled
since they were born.
They sleep in comfort
all cozy and warm.
Some blankets are heavy.
They weigh you down.
You can't move your toes
or wriggle them around.
You lay there quite still
and wrestle with thought.
You think of blankets
that are light.
and if the poor
will be alright?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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I'm not really religious but very spiritual. I give money to this company that manufactures hearing aids on a regular basis. More people should really hear me sing. I have a gift from God.
quote by Christina Aguilera
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Homeless Shelter
shopping carts are being pushed away
blankets are being carried away
sleeping bags are in high demand
tents are hard to fasten to the ground
i like it better by the church
the prayers of all the little ones
surround my head where their little feet were at
on a rug just outside the door
that is where i lay
a homeless
today
poem by Charles Hice
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My earnest hope is that what we started in terms of building partnerships with communities across America will continue, that we will continue our efforts to reduce crime and violence.
quote by Janet Reno
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My Virtues
My virtues can be recorded by people,
Who are led on a regular basis by my own headship.
How does cruelty ever shine on a real basis
With cars to revolve on the Earth,
And windows to be shattered into pieces?
The accidents are numerous, as even the rituals
Speed up entertainment, the long haul concerned all.
My virtue converts into reality, it is blue as the whole sky
And forests over the moon are witnessed by the alien ones,
Their virtue carried pain, yet mine not.
There is meaning in places of under water as well,
For it is wet, it is dry, and never are there fish-people.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Overweight with Food
Are you just a tub of lard and
Vastly overweight?
Do you think that when you die you'll
Need a piano crate
To act as coffin for your frame? -
Chosen as you die in shame, with
Only you to take the blame
For years of eating much the same:
A daily calorific fest
Gourmands of your ilk digest!
Is your heart in final fling and
Nearly set to burst?
Are your arteries bunged and clogged and
Feeling now the worst
For wear? - your aneurysm fit to blow
While blood as thick as rising dough
Cries 'Halt! ' to any hope of flow:
A dreadful state to put on show
In front of any nurse!
Best you hail a hearse.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Easier To Predict
It would be easier to predict,
The sex of an Easter Bunny.
Than it would be to guess,
Which people seen on a regular basis...
Are actually honest with themselves.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tell Me Why
Mothers crying in the street
Children dying at their feet, tell me why, ooh tell me why
People starving everywhere
Theres too much food but theres none to spare,
Tell me why, oh tell me why
Can you see that shaft of sunlight
Can you see it in my eyes
I can feel the fire thats burning
Anger and hope so deep
So deep within my heart but before my eyes
For some its too late
Cos it seems theres no-one listening
People sleeping in the streets
No roof above, no food to eat, tell me why, oh tell me why
See the questions in their eyes
Listen to their childrens cries,
Tell me why, please tell me why
If theres a god, is he watching
Can he give a ray of hope
So much pain and so much sorrow
Tell me what does he see
When he looks at you
When he looks at me
What would he say
Cos it seems theres no-one listening
Who would think it still could happen
Even in this time and place
Politicians, they may save themselves
Ah but they wont save their face
So hope against hope its not too late
You say theres nothing you can do
Is there one rule for them and one for you,
Tell me why, just tell my why
Listen can you see that shaft of sunlight
Can you see it in my eyes
I can feel the fire thats burning
Anger and hope so deep
So deep within my heart but before my eyes
For some its too late
And it seems theres no-one listening
Hurry for me, hurry for me
Hurry for me, hurry for me, they cry, they cry...
song performed by by Genesis
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Self Motivation
Life is not boring
Work is not meaningless
Relationships are not worthless
But self motivation is something
You should do on a regular basis and on a daily basis
with or without the assistance of others.
Because motivation is not permanent
Only Self Motivation is
Here to stay
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Dearth of happiness
Every flower resembles your face.
They do not make me happy rather
They speak to me of those days
When we would have dearth of food
Clothing and accessories to make
a living together united a modest life
in a much bigger cell called family
Other than one I am now in expecting
Better days of fulfillment to come.
Every flower reminds me of promises
Which I never made literally but
Always understood them been made.
Now I have dearth of happiness which
in dearth of food I surely didn't have.
poem by Palas kumar Ray
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Omnimagnificent
Why do I comment,
On society?
From the different aspects,
Of what it is,
And how I see it as perceived.
There is something about the complexity of it.
With all of us nibbling on 'one' Earth...
It seems incredible,
The use of deception...
Just to get a few pleased.
When God is observing all of this,
In total amusement.
As He continues to show us what not to do...
Like spoiled children,
We refuse.
Only to do it our way.
Then to ask God
'Why' do things work out like they do!
~I'm beginning to observe this too like You do,
My Father.
However...
I see 'nothing' funny,
About my current circumstances.
Nor the reason for my depletion of needs.
And I hope you deem me worthy,
To give a listen to my prayers.
Since I am not in 'this' for the joke of it!
I've come to ask You to remove my obstacles.
I am here to do Your 'will'
And to fulfill what You have me here to do.
Once that is done...
You can laugh at whomever You wish.
I've been obedient!
Well...
Let's just say,
I've come to You more often,
On a regular basis.
So I hope when I hear Your laughter...
Part of that is joy.
Since I never had to be convinced,
You are 'omnimagnificent'!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Food is god
Food is god
for poor people...!
God is not
Only food...
Rich home
Dog is eat
Nice food...
That food is god...?
yes that also
A god...
Good food is
God...
What is good food...?
Given good health
Always good food...
So...
Non veg
Or veg...
Every good food
Is god...
Simply sit
Silentely eat food
With out hot
And cool drinks...
Food is not only
Poor's god...
With each and
Every one also
food is god...
Give respect and
Take food...
Happley too try too
Thank for god...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Winter In Spring (Love Poem)
Warm window-watching as winter hail hurts,
Spring surprise of sunshine frozen fingers,
Comfort wrapped hands around warm soup,
Global warming is better than global freezing.
Bedtime blankets stop shivering in spring,
Cosily cuddled and intimately intertwined,
Winter wind howling outside our cocoon,
Hands explore warm bodies’ hot promise.
poem by Ian Beckett
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If You've Got Issues You've Got Issues
Aren't you curious and find it strange,
That those who ridicule and complain...
About what others do and/or don't do,
Seem to have no activities at all...
Other than to come together day after day,
To do the same things?
With nothing to show for their efforts wasted?
'No.
I haven't noticed it.
I do my best to keep busy.
I don't take time watching what others do.
And where are you to observe this...
On a regular and daily basis.'
I'm..uh...I...well...
I asked you the question.
'I understood your question perfectly.
But what I don't understand...
Is 'how' and 'what' THEY do,
Has any connection to you? '
I...uh...well...I'm...
I've got to go.
It is difficult to have a conversation,
With somebody like you...
Who can't answer a simple question.
It's not complicated.
If you've got issues you've got issues.
Avoiding what they are wont solve them.
Especially to judge others.
'I agree with you.
And IF you have to go,
You have to go.
There was a time I'd wake up in the morning,
Confused and complex myself.
Until I self examined.'
Yeah.
I can see that.
Well I hope things work out for you.
Try not to be so negative.
'And...
Try to keep what we discussed,
To yourself, okay? '
No problem.
None at all.
I wont tell a soul.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shivering And Not Singing
Cold and freezing in low degrees,
Leaving people to turn up their collars.
Mittens, earmuffs and coats of fleece,
Leaving people to turn up their collars.
And breezes seem to hollar...
'Winter's here and will slick the streets.'
Leaving people to turn up their collars.
The snow is deep and boots are needed on feet,
Leaving people to turn up their collars.
And spending more to crank up that heat...
While wrapped in blankets,
And warm bed sheets.
Oh...
Shivering and not singing in their homes.
Shivering are many doing this alone.
Winter's here and will slick the streets.'
Leaving people to turn up their collars.
And spending more to crank up that heat...
While wrapped in blankets and warm bed sheets.
And...
Shivering and not singing in their homes.
Shivering are many doing this alone.
Shivering and not singing in their homes.
Shivering are many doing this alone.
And spending more to crank up that heat...
While wrapped in blankets and warm bed sheets.
And...
Shivering and not singing in their homes.
Shivering are many doing this alone.
Oh...
Shivering and not singing in their homes.
Oh...
Shivering are many doing this alone.
Oh...
Shivering and not singing in their homes.
Oh...
Shivering are many doing this condoned!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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People don't like to feed live mice and rats to their snakes. Now we have a regular meat food that they will eat. Ninety percent of the snakes will eat this food and love it.
quote by Dick Van Patten
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Kyoto people ruin themselves for clothing. osaka people for food.
Hope?
Hope, anything that one wants, and at
the moment of 'hope' they do not have.
If hope were a feeling, I would hope,
it be one of honesty and integrity.
I would hope it would be love and empathy.
If hope were a food, I would hope it
would be filled with nourishment.
If hope were music, I would hope, it
was the kind of music, that you loved.
If hope were a sound, I would hope it
would by a symphony of love.
If hope were a religion, I would hope it
was your religion.
If hope were belief, then I would hope,
that belief would be, that there is one
Supreme Being; who is by-lingual and
of all faiths, and all creeds and colors.
If hope were knowledge, I would hope,
it had patience, understanding, the
ability of comprehending the other
persons point of view. I would also hope,
that it had an unquenchable thirst,
to continue to learn by experience and
research.
If hope could be seen, I would hope, all
would see, the good in their fellow man.
If hope were a wish, I would hope
that all your dreams, and ambitions
came true.
If hope were you...if hope were me, I
would hope, we never lost sight of
those less fortunate. I would hope
we would never be so self-centered
or busy, that we neglected to extend
a helping hand, to those in need.
Finally if you hope this ends, let me
conclude by saying....
If hope were a human, I would hope, that it
realized, that if we want a better world,
then we have to be better ourselves.
A Good Thing Called...Hope
Hope, anything that one wants, and at
the moment of 'hope' they do not have.
If hope were a feeling, I would hope,
it be one of honesty and integrity.
I would hope it would be love and empathy.
If hope were a food, I would hope it
would be filled with nourishment.
If hope were music, I would hope, it
was the kind of music, that you loved.
If hope were a sound, I would hope it
would by a symphony of love.
If hope were a religion, I would hope it
was your religion.
If hope were belief, then I would hope,
that belief would be, that there is one
Supreme Being; who is by-lingual and
of all faiths, and all creeds and colors.
If hope were knowledge, I would hope,
it had patience, understanding, the
ability of comprehending the other
persons point of view. I would also hope,
that it had an unquenchable thirst,
to continue to learn by experience and
research.
If hope could be seen, I would hope, all
would see, the good in their fellow man.
If hope were a wish, I would hope
that all your dreams, and ambitions
came true.
If hope were you...if hope were me, I
would hope, we never lost sight of
those less fortunate. I would hope
we would never be so self-centered
or busy, that we neglected to extend
a helping hand, to those in need.
Finally if you hope this ends, let me
conclude by saying....
If hope were a human, I would hope, that it
realized, that if we want a better world,
then we have to be better ourselves.