Looking Out
Serving, caring and looking out for the well being of others,
Of an honourable expression to gain your muse,
But many are those who need help around us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Early Works - Caring
Caring is about the little things
tears on a sunny day
for friends who may have gone away.
Caring, a word with such expression
when times are hard
the out stretched willing helping hand.
Caring a thing, we cannot always see,
but it’s nice to know
that there is always someone there.
Caring something, we always need
a cherished thought
by someone, anyone who cares.
4 October 1979
poem by David Harris
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1 Before 2
I will love to see you by my side,
And you will be given what you were made to receive;
Faithful,
Longer,
Fiery,
Fearful,
Persuaded,
Many others!
But,1 before 2;
And like the muse of your love in the graden of peace.
Lap, map, tap, yap, cap, dap, soap, flap, clap;
But, try to have mercy on 'Mercy Opong'!
For, she's ready with her muse.
Sap, hap, nap, rap, strap, slap, trap, wrap, crap!
But,1 before 2;
Moon, noon, spoon, soon, boon, croon, goon;
But, you won't be there this time around!
Liable, reliable, able, cable, capable, honourable;
And like the sweet muse of love,
But,1 before 2!
Because, Rome was not built in a day.
Caucus,
To be mounted;
Calculus,
To be noted;
And like the honourable things in life!
Constable, sable, gable, stable, table;
But before the law with your muse for obvious reasons,
For the agenda is now set up in the order of 1 before 2.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Honourable Poet
Tender, render, end, deer, ten, net, den, rent;
The Honourable Poet is closer to you than ever!
And with the mind to write and to move on,
Because the beautiful flowers around are like the peace of love.
Chamber, amber, charm, arm, am, ham, car, bam, bear, bare, are, ear, crab;
And at a random with the sweet aroma of your muse! !
But be ready for my love in the morning.
Random, ran, and, Dan, an, no, do, on, man, mar, am, ram, dam, Mona, moan, roam;
And like the first one,
But the Honourable Poet is closer to you than ever.
On the right hand,
On the left hand,
On the right leg,
On the left leg,
On the right thigh,
On the left thigh,
And like a cake of bread day and night;
But she stood in front of him naked like a flying insect!
And a male goat came around to respect her muse.
Of the great piece of wisdom and a deep sense of respect for learned people like you,
And like the mind which writes to satisfy the muse of humanity;
But the Honourable Poet is closer to you than ever,
For this world is all about us to help shape things for the better.
Blink, link, pink, sink, mink, wink, chink, dink, jink, gink, think, fink;
At a random with the sweet aroma of your muse,
But this poem is like the fish of the sea.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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It's More Than Something You Can Intellectualize
There's a lot more to caring than knowing
There's a lot more to caring than saying
There's a lot more to caring than thinking
You can 'know' you care
Think you care
Convince yourself you care, even think that you genuinely care
But that really isn't fair
If your actions don't match
The attitude of caring
The attitude of loving
It's more
It's more than those who love you
More than those who care for you
It's the ones who don't
It's the ones you don't know
It's those, it's them, they need you most
You can't just walk away
Caring is more than something you can think about
You can't be compassionate and ignore a need
You can't fulfill every need
Where is compassion?
Where is caring?
If it's so much more, what is it that we have?
Is it worth trying?
Won't you fail?
But you forget
Caring is more
It's more than something you can intellectualize
It's more than a concept
It's more than thinking
More than knowing
More than even an action
Caring is a lifestyle
For all those around you
Even beyond yourself
O and one more thing caring isn't about caring about
Yourself.
poem by David Knox
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Antony: For Brutus is an honourable man; so are they all, all honourable men.
line from The Tragedy of Julius Caesar, Act III, Scene 2, script by William Shakespeare (1599)
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Clap Your Hands
Cause, because, course, caution;
And like a bullock in the land of your muse,
But clap your hands in applause when you have love.
Be still and know that i am near,
And try to share your mind with others;
For the honourable men and women are closer to you as well.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Selfish though he is
Love for name makes one do all sort of things:
Pleasing, caring, helping, serving and so on;
Being virtuous, honest and generous too.
He is not to be branded as selfish;
Instead, you must encourage him.
10.09.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Oko
You will alos do it,
So try and be a writer;
For, a caring mother cherishes her children.
In the night,
And like 'Route 66' in the land of your muse;
Sooner or later,
And like a cup of coffee or a cup of tea;
For the farmer who gives his labour out has,
The right of the first share of the produce.
She has chosen him,
And Oko is his name! !
But it will spread all over like the gangrene,
And like a loyal soldier in the land of your lovely muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Muse Is Free
I swim in the glimmers on the rivers muse
There I muse of love and love muse of me
In muse is ecstasy
my muse is free.
I lay by the brook, the muse's brook
And thirsty, I get up, to get a little drink
When I look, I see, I think
A beautiful Muse and my heart is shook
I dwell in a soul, a soulful muse
And to its harmony my soul withdrew
To the trumpets of muse the song of blue
My soul a muse, I always knew
I smell the odor, of muse's incense
In its torpor my body sleeps in my soul
And I smoke the smoke of muse intense
I laugh at myself amusingly droll
With my muse's nymphs we love in Hellas
Naked and free in the republic
Of beauty and art of love's Bellas
We love to we're entirely love sick.
My muse is free from the Devil's temptation
My Muse is free from God's judgment
My Muse is my only wordly nation
My Muse is a dream, I live, I lament
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Television news is a delicate balance of serving public good and private gain.
quote by Jessica Savitch
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There's Many Still Caring
There's many still caring,
What they believe and hear.
Who says what about them.
And who to impress and how they live.
There's many still caring,
How they dress and appear.
And who's going to think what of them.
And what they have and what they give.
There's many still caring,
Where they go to pray.
And who sits in church with them.
And who is not there on Sunday.
And...
There's many still caring,
Once they prepare for bed.
If a neighbor is sleeping.
And who they know,
Is having sex instead.
And who is it with them in bed!
There's many still caring,
Where they go to pray.
And who sits in church with them.
And who is not there on Sunday.
And who they know,
Is having sex instead.
And who is it with them in bed!
And when they're done what's being said!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Baidoo
To gain access to the forest is like,
To gain access to your love;
And, you are like one of the smart waiters around me!
But, let me break the jink.
Of the forest of love that muses with my heart!
For, my mind is now set on you like the eternal blues of love;
And i will always wait for you my sweet one,
Because, you are the very one that my heart had been searching for.
Baidoo my lover!
receive my muse and take in my message;
For, to gain access to your love is like,
To gain access to the thick forest!
And, i will always do my best to wait for you always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Abase Yourself
The well being of others,
Serving as a teacher to teach others;
So abase yourself with love and learn from my muse,
And live a joyous and a productive life around.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Ability-3
She was knotted to wedding augury
Only to tread on poorness
Destiny stampeded her and her five kids
Just to gobble her only son like a dragon
But blest husband most benevolent
Adorable granny so highly hospitable
Much so shining her sacred investitures
Threw much confidence in blest heart
She became 'Amma' for everyone around
Wonder how she spellbound even children
So bound all thronged in as dear and near
She became the merciful'Annapoorani'soon
Fiery fate but sometimes repeats to gluttonize
It ate her husband on a sudden hit
Bereaved granny but upheld strong despite wealthless
Her caring heart brought in serving people
Sought to no job she groomed her kindness only
Good soul hers earned good souls only
Wonder how a caring heart gains caring hearts
She died encircled with a halo of huge mob
Godly like Mother Terasa she was to us all
And her aphorism of practical words...
'Fame is compassion and compassion alone
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Without Expression
Written by: Terry Reid 1968
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm?
Or a lion through a busy street bazarre?
There are many things I'd love to turn you on to
But somehow I feel they're safer where they are
Yes, there's a man I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
Yes, there's a man that I know
With no expression, darling
He's got none at all
Well, some people are inbound with infatuation
And some others spill depression as the law
From one's mother getting at no imagination
So beware then, maybe sin is at your door
Yes, there's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
Yes, there's a man I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
But you may never, never
See this man laughing
Come to think of it,
I've never seen him cry
But he might be sitting
And you hear him singing
And by and by he'll stop and sigh
Before his voice would even begin to speak
And he'd just cry
Yes, There's a man I know
With no expression, darling
He's got none at all
Yes, There's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
Have you ever, ever ridden horses through a rainstorm?
Or a lion through a busy street bazarre?
There are many things I'd love to turn you on to
But somehow I feel they're safer where they are
Yes, There's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
There's a man that I know
With no expression
He's got none at all
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Mama Africa's Treasure
On the run!
With your mind;
On the move!
With your love;
And like Mama Africa's Treasure! !
But, they came and took your treasure away.
Food for the belly!
To gain your love and to love once again;
But, do guide me with your true love always! !
Because, Mama Africa's Treasure is what what you need.
Be thankful with what you've got from me!
In the jungle,
Wild and free!
But, with hidden tracks;
However, this train is heading towards the land of your muse.
Welcome to the world! !
Welcome to the muse of Africa;
Rich in love,
Rich with colours,
But, open your eyes and look around with them!
With the muse of love and with the muse of peace,
And like Mama Africa's Treasure.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Man With No Expression
There's a man I know with no expression no not none at all
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm
or led a lion through a busy street bazaar
There are many things I'd like to turn you on to
but somehow I feel you're safer where you are
If you're looking for examples to refer to
take a look around yourself I'm sure you'll find
there are many things to make your life much brighter
and I'd bet there's many more inside your mind
There's a man I know with no expression no not none at all
There's a man I know with no expression no not none at all
But I've never seen this man laughing
and come to think of it I've never seen him cry
But I might by sitting hear him singing
By and by he'll stop and sigh
he'll feel a breeze and then begin to freeze
as he thinks goodbye
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm
or led a lion through a busy street bazaar
There are many things I'd like to turn you on to
but somehow I feel you're safer where you are
There's a man I know with no expression no not none at all
There's a man with no expression
man with no expression
man with no expression
song performed by by Hollies
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4th June Of Your Muse
4th June of your muse,
Serving in love to identify your self;
But this day was specially made for you,
And like the sweet words of love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Kyoto
Of your words and your wisdom,
Caring for the poor and the needy is my muse;
And like Kyoto who is always willing to serve others without pay.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A lot of presidential memoirs, they say, are dull and self-serving. I hope mine is interesting and self-serving.
quote by Bill Clinton
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