Noon Walk On The Asylum Lawn
The summer sun ray
shifts through a suspicious tree.
though I walk through the valley of the shadow
It sucks the air
and looks around for me.
The grass speaks.
I hear green chanting all day.
I will fear no evil, fear no evil
The blades extend
and reach my way.
The sky breaks.
It sags and breathes upon my face.
In the presence of mine enemies, mine enemies
The world is full of enemies.
There is no safe place.
poem by Anne Sexton
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Shadow Of Deth
Auxilium meum a Domino
The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures
He leadeth me beside the still waters
He restoreth my soul
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil; for thou art with me
Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies
Thou anoitest my head with oil; my cup runneth over
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life
And I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever
song performed by by Megadeth
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The Twenty-Third Psalms (Bible Poems for Children)
The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want.
He makes me to lie down,
in green pastures.
He leads me beside the
still waters.
He restores my soul,
He leads me in the paths
of rightenous, For his
namesake.
Yea, though I walk through
the valley of the shadow
of death, I will fear no
evil
For you are with me.
Your rod and your staff,
they comfort me,
You prepare a table before
me
in the presence of my
enemies.
You anoint my head with oil,
My cup overflows with
blessings.
Surely goodness and mercy
shall follow mw all the
days of my life,
poem by Heather Burns
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There is some good in the worst of us and some evil in the best of us. When we discover this, we are less prone to hate our enemies. When we look beneath the surface, beneath the impulsive evil deed, we see within our enemy-neighbor a measure of goodness and know that the viciousness and evilness of his acts are not quite representative of all that he is. We see him in a new light. We recognize that his hate grows out of fear, pride, ignorance, prejudice, and misunderstanding, but in spite of this, we know God's image is ineffably etched in being. Then we love our enemies by realizing that they are not totally bad and that they are not beyond the reach of God's redemptive love.
quote by Martin Luther King, Jr
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The Lord Is My Shepherd
THE LORD ID MY SHEPHERED , THE LORD IS MY SHEPHED
MY FRIEND AND HELPER, I SHALL NOT WANT
HE'S THERE TO GUIDE ME , STANDING BESIDE ME
THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD, I SHALL NOT WANT
SPOKEN:THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD, I SHALL NOT WANT
HE MAKETH ME TO LIE IN GREEN PASTURES
HE LEADETH ME BESIDE STILL WATERS
HE RESTORETH MY SOUL
{I SHALL NOT WANT...
HE LEADETH ME IN THE PATHS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS FOR HIS NAME' SAKE
AND YEA, THOUGH I WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF DEATH.
I WILL FEAR NO EVIL : FOR THOU ART ME;
THY ROD AND THY STAFF,THEY COMFORT ME.
[I SHALL NOT WANT...]
THOU PREPAREST A TABLE BEFORE ME IN THE PRESENT OF MINE ENEMIES;
THOU ANNOINTH MY HEAD WITH OIL; MY CUP RUNNETH OVER.
SURELY GOODNESS AND MERRY SHALL FOLLOW ME ALL THE DAYS OF MY LIFE.
AND I SHALL NOT DWELL IN THE HOUSE OF THE LORD FOREVER
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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With Nothing Underneath
You should've called out,
made amends, broken hearts breathe unison.
I was trying to gather mine.
All my tragedies are my enemies,
all my enemies are mine.
And we carry on, just to lighten the load.
Never had I been such outsider,
eyes of the blamed,
while I was trying to reclaim.
All my tragedies are my enemies,
all my enemies are mine.
And we carry on,
just to lighten the load,
and silently we sleep with nothing underneath.
With weary hands and driven nails,
I begin to rebuild myself.
The bruises uncover the scene,
the taste of the clean.
And we carry on, outlasting,
just to lighten the load,
silently we sleep
with nothing underneath.
With your voice I keep you.
Never used like this gently.
song performed by by 36 Crazyfists
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The Twenty-Third Psalm
My Shepherd is the Lord my God,--
There is no want I know;
His flock He leads in verdant meads,
Where tranquil waters flow.
He doth restore my fainting soul
With His divine caress,
And, when I stray, He points the way
To paths of righteousness.
Yea, though I walk the vale of death,
What evil shall I fear?
Thy staff and rod are mine, O God,
And Thou, my Shepherd, near!
Mine enemies behold the feast
Which my dear Lord hath spread;
And, lo! my cup He filleth up,
With oil anoints my head!
Goodness and mercy shall be mine
Unto my dying day;
Then will I bide at His dear side
Forever and for aye!
poem by Eugene Field
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There Are No Enemies
If we look at it from the standpoint of the soul
we are all interconnected even if we don't know.
There are no enemies on the outside
only enemies are in our mind.
All relationships are a reflection of our self
we should reflect and discover if nothing else.
Only one God so no room for evil's sin
we make evil in our minds which our own making.
Just look to nature that always goes on
the sun always rises at the break of dawn.
Written by Christina Sunrise on August 29,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Psalm 35
You are a shield to me oh Lord
You are the salvation of my soul
May my enemies be as chaff before the wind
And rain on their heads fires of coal
Let all who rise up against you
And those who seek my life
Flee before the angel of the Lord
They are purveyors of misery and strife
My soul rejoices in your justice
And I cry ' who is like unto you'
You see the distress of the poor and needy
Nothing is hidden from your view
Lord I have wept over my enemies heart
Yet they reward me evil for good
I fasted for them when they were sick
Yet they consumed me like devils food
How long oh Lord will you look on
As the evil sweeps in with the tide
Will you move your hand to stay the flood
Or shall I take to the cave and hide
Oh Lord I hear nothing, all is silence
And you seem to be far from me
My enemies rejoice at my falling
Oh Lord, can you not see?
Let them shout for joy and be glad
who favor the righteous cause
May you be high and lifted up
So we hear men and angels applause
poem by Frank McEleny
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Psalm 60
O Lord have you abandoned me?
I have lost my song tonight
My enemies are all around me
It seems that I have lost the fight
Restore me Lord to where I was
To walk in radiant fields of green
In amber meadows, golden valley's
To places that I've never been
Now even though I seem defeated
I've heard you speak in holiness
I've walked in beauty and in sunshine
And in your presence I've been blessed
You are my God my strong high tower
In you alone I put my trust
My song's restored and victory follows
My enemies fall to the dust
poem by Frank McEleny
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Sonnet: The Most Trustworthy Is God
My body you can kill may be, not soul,
And hand it over to my enemies!
You evil men hound me from pole to pole;
God helps me speak and gives me mental peace.
My friend could me betray who is dear-most;
Though persecuted, God is my refuge;
I fear no man or evil-mind or ghost;
God shelters me somewhere on earth so huge!
My hairs are counted by my Creator;
I love to walk in His cross’ shadow;
He is my loving Father and Mentor;
My life to Him alone, I surely owe.
And die, I will an upright man someday!
With God as Friend and Guide and Light and Way.
poem by John Celes
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Mr. James Dean
All the king's horses
Wouldn't make me believe
Even when the walls come crashing down
You still can never be
A rebel without a cause
A rebel to the first degree
Why don't you stop trying so hard?
Cause there's no men, man enough to be
Another James Dean
You're nothing like him
So don't call me friend
Cause you're nothing like me
Even when the world stops turning
There will never be another James Dean
You'll never be James Dean
All the faces you're making
Save it for the scene
And All the people you're faking
Why was it only me?
I saw right into your eyes
And you're just not so deep
I've had too many cries
Mr. Prince Charming
Sorry, you could never be
Cause you're nothing like him
So don't call me friend
Cause you're nothing like me
Even when the world stops turning, the world stops turning
Now you move to the next town
Next set, next girl, have fun baby
I'm taking back my world
Here we are face to face
Same energy, you and me
Don't wanna be enemies
Here we are face to face
Same energy, you and me
Don't wanna be enemies
Here we are face to face
Same energy, you and me
Don't wanna be enemies
Here we are face to face
Same energy, you and me
Don't wanna be enemies
Here we are face to face
Same energy, you and me
Don't wanna be enemies
song performed by by Hilary Duff
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Those In Positions Of Power
Those in positions of power have friends and quite a few
But to say they too have enemies is not saying anything that's new
Enemies through jealousy or enemies otherwise
That power does bring to one friends and enemies does come as no surprise
Those with power in the first place have this great desire to lead
You cannot be a leader if power you do not need
Nothing wrong with those who have power if they use it in the proper way
Though abuse of power we hear of and read of every day
Crimes against humanity in the Human World have never been rare
Even in recent human history of such we are aware
The despotic perpetrators we know of why mention them by name
Sinces their names not worthy of mention due to their despicable acts of shame
And yes those in positions of power are only there because there they wish to be
Such is obvious to everyone and that includes you and me.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Africa Rise!
Africa your kindness and loyalty should cover us,
Our enemies are alive and healthy,
We are bent and bowed down through the will of our sadness,
They have made us walk bowed in sadness,
Most of our lives we have wear black clothes as a sign of sadness,
Africa they should fall in their own traps,
Let them grumble in their own nets like fishes,
Let them bury themselves in their own pits,
Let them be embarrassed to speak their known lies,
But rise Africa.
As you do this, do not think you are doing us favour,
For you betrayed our ancestors,
You gave us away like sheep in the market place,
You took away all our talented blood to work in your fields,
You let our enemies push us back while you were watching,
You let them laugh at us but I will not say a thing,
You have allowed them barn our music, languages and attires,
But rise Africa.
My soul waits patiently to see you great again.
Who suppressed your growth shall grown in pain!
May their evil movement be like that of a snail, which melts as it moves,
May your enemies disappear as water as grass burned in water,
May they be destroyed quickly as grass burning in winter,
Until then, Africa will rise.
poem by Phinda Mkhonta
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Feeling the rath of Evil
Feeling Evil
Evil on a night like this
Evil tasting like a twisted wish
Evil paralized upon the ground
Evil tates the tears of fear
Evil tainted sounds of cheer
Evil dripping down; your blood of hate
Evil tearing down your helpless fate
Evil swears that by the night's end
Evil won't say it was all pretend
Evil because Death will follow you
Evil until full content
Evil pleasured to full extent
poem by Kelsi Gray
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Feeling Evil
Evil on a night like this
Evil tasting like a twisted wish
Evil paralized upon the ground
Evil tates the tears of fear
Evil tainted sounds of cheer
Evil dripping down; your blood of hate
Evil tearing down your helpless fate
Evil swears that by the night's end
Evil won't say it was all pretend
Evil because Death will follow you
Evil until full content
Evil pleasured to full extent
poem by Elena Helms
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There's fear in my eyes
No sorrows in my life
No enemies to fight
There are thousand reasons to smile
Yet there's fear in my eyes
Sweet dreams to see
Beautiful day to live
There are many reasons to love
Yet there's fear in my eyes
No fire to burn
No darkness to curse
No valleys to fall
Yet there's fear in my eyes
A Mother to love
A Father to care
A sweet family to live with
Yet there's fear in my eyes
All friend with me
No enemies far mile
There are all relations of truth
Yet there's fear in my eyes
Showers of blessings on me
All smiling faces for me
All words of love for me
Yet there's fear in my eyes
But what I fear for I'm unknown
What? When all these things will go
And I'll be left all alone?
And for all these things I'll have to say bye! !
May be for this reason
There's fear in my eyes
There's fear in my eyes
poem by Differently Indifferent
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Dictators must have enemies. They must have internal enemies to justify their secret police and external enemies to justify their military forces.
quote by Richard Perle
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Even though I walk in the dark valley: a pantoum
The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want.
Even though I walk in the dark valley
I fear no evil; for you are at my side.
Even though I walk in the dark valley
I fear no evil; for you are at my side.
Even though I walk in the dark valley
I fear no evil; for you are at my side.
Even though I walk in the dark valley
I fear no evil; for you are at my side.
Even though I walk in the dark valley
I fear no evil; for you are at my side.
Even though I walk in the dark valley
I fear no evil; for you are at my side.
Even though I walk in the dark valley
I fear no evil; for you are at my side.
Even though I walk in the dark valley
I fear no evil; for you are at my side.
The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Finally I Know Who My Enemy Is...
i am armored
on my hand is the sharpest sword
i am ready for battle
to kill the enemies
your enemies
when i am about to win
and stab the victim
you are there running
towards me
asking that i be forgiving
your enemies are spared
and they all laugh at me
my armor is rusty now
my sword not as sharp as i
once held it
now you have enemies again
asking that i go to battle
who are you? i am not stupid anymore.
Use other mercenaries
and if there is now
Go, fight yourself, and have yourself killed
so i can offer you flowers
for the dead
so i can for once rest and smile
and tell myself
i am free and i work for no one anymore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A New David for America
Because he led a righteous movement
To cleanse the language from much cursing
Some people hate and threats were sent
But this young man, God will be holding.
No weapon formed against him prosper
The Lord will be his Sun and Shield
The Mighty God be his Deliverer
To Him all enemies will yield.
Curses said within the Land
Have borne fruit with rage and violence
Evil had thrived and gone out of hand
God raised this young man now to cleanse.
Like David he is facing big Goliaths
With verbal tentacles laced in curses
They will rant and rage in vicious aftermath
But they face the God of Heaven's forces.
The Lord show His face on Mckay Hatch
Guard his going out and his coming in
Let his enemies so meet their Divine match
I pronounce victory over cursed Sin.
'In the shelter of Your Presence
You hide them from the intrigues of men;
in Your dwelling You keep them safe
from accusing tongues.'
Psalm 31: 20
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
February 25,2010
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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