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Ximmanu

She was found to be with a child by a man,
And she later gave birth to a son;
But Ximmanu still have to learn a lot from others.

Take her as your wife and let her care for you,
For i am like a voice crying loud in the wilderness of love;
And that which was will be once again,
For the story of this lady is all that we know.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Creator And A Barren Woman

A barren woman had been praying for a child for long,
Then after many years without hope the Creator heard her prayers;
Then the Creator said to her: 'A year today you will give birth'.

This is the story of the Creator and a barren woman:
A year after the barren woman gave birth to a child.
Now, she started to complain again to the Creator;
Because, she has no time to take care of the child.

'Oh, i am too tired of taking care of this child';
And the Creator was very patience.
'Oh, i cannot take care of this child any longer';
And the Creator was very patience again.
'Oh, i have given my husband a child but i cannot take care of him';
This child was a son and then, the Creator said to the woman:
'When you were baren you did cried out for a child but,
Now that you've got one you also crying daily for his upkeep';
'Well, the wants of mankind are many and mankind is NOT satisfied'.

Yes, we are all living on this earth;
With stories and the things that we see around us;
But mankind is really NOT satisfied, whether barren or with a child.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Lady Who Said She Could Fly

Did you meet the lady who said she could fly
She broke off her wings when she fell from the sky
The effort was brave and she gave a sigh
Now Ill sail through the sky on my own, my oh my
I can fly through the air
I can fly anywhere
I can fly through the sky
And just see if I care
When she was a girl she would jump rather high
Then she fell in love with the air and the sky
She discovered her wings and she gave a loud cry
Now Ill sail through the sky on my own, my oh my
I can fly through the air
I can fly anywhere
I can fly through the sky
And just see if I care
Back to the story
Now shes been repaired and her wings are as new
Shes laughing and dancing way up in the blue
But look she has gone, where could she go to?
Her wings were so silver, her halo so new
I can fly through the air
I can fly anywhere
I can fly through the sky
And just see if I care
(repeat)

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Lady Vee

i asked lady vee please that we may see
then you appeared with that weird hair
but not without showing that stired flair
i could use that hug for eternity
and not fuse over it for immotality

we love lady vee and she loves the glee
i guess she acquired the sweet sultry voice
so that mankind can do without such noise
if i may ask who gave you your skills
then i may ask who gave fishes gills

ever wooed lady vee she stung like a bee
you unbelieved in love it rung from above
i soon believe it like a truth from a dove
no lips ever lied to me this way
no hips ever made me wanna stay

i cherish lady vee yea i value thee
what you worth is not in pound
like treasure no man has found
if we meet it's more than clatter of loins
if we fight cost more than chatter of coins

hail lady vee you inspire what i'll be
if it would quell his serious torment
if it would swell his precious moment
a man would let go the world and his wife
just to be with you the whole of his life

poem by Ray Anyasi
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A Voice In The Wilderness

My heart was so heavy with longing for you
My arms were so lonely, lonesome and blue
Alone in my sorrow, I heard a voice cry
A voice in the wilderness, a voice from the sky
Have faith in your darling, the voice seemed to say
Be true to her memory, shell come back one day
And though there was no-one, nobody to see
A voice in the wilderness brought comfort to me
We had a quarrel, I was unkind
Why did you leave me, love made me blind
Come back to me darling, I yearn for your touch
Have pity, come back now, I need you so much
Believe me and youll hear it, the voice from above
The voice in the wilderness, the voice of true love
Believe me and youll hear it, the voice from above
A voice in the wilderness, the voice of true love.

song performed by by Cliff Richard
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It Wasnt His Child

(written by skip ewing)
He was her man, she was his wife
And late one winter night
He knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasnt his child,
It wasnt his child
Yet still he took him as his own
And as he watched him grow
It brought him joy
But it wasnt his child
It wasnt his child
But like a father he was strong and kind
And I believe he did his best
It wasnt easy for him
But he did all could
His son was different from the rest
It wasnt his child
It wasnt his child
And when the boy became a man
He took his fathers hand
And soon the world
Would all know why
It wasnt his child
It wasnt his child
But like a father he was strong and kind
And I believe he did his best
It wasnt easy for him
But he did all could
He grew up with his hands in wood
And he died with his hands in wood
He was gods child,
He was gods child
He was her man
She was his wife
And late one night
He knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasnt his child
It was gods child

song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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Adopted Children

Adopted children of the world! !
Through many years and the act of negligence;
Bit, how can i locate my child today?
Now that i am rich;
For, i did not care for him or her and,
He or she was taken away from me! ! ! ! ! ! !
All in the name of poverty;
But now, i am very rich!
And, i want to take care of my own child.

Once again,
Oh yes! ! ! !
For, i am very sorry for not taking care of my own child;
And this has been the matter at hand since all these years!
However, the rich takes advantage of the poor! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
But now, i want to see my own child and take care of him or her.

I don't care how long it has taken! !
For, he or she is my own child;
And, i gave birth to him or her,
But, the society took them away!
However, i am now fighting back today to get them beside me.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Voices That Care

Lonely fear lights up the sky
Cant help but wonder why
Youre so far away
There, you have to take a stand
In someone elses land
Life can be so strange
I wish we never had to choose
To either win or lose,
That we could find a way
But I wont turn my back again,
Your honor Ill defend
So hurry home,
Till then
Stand tall
Stand proud
Voices that care are crying out loud
And when you close your eyes tonight
Feel in your heart how our love burns bright
Im not here to justify the cause
Or to count up all the loss
Thats all been done before
I just cant let you feel alone
When theres so much love at home
Were sending out to you
And the courage that youve known
The bravery that youve shown
Clearly lights the way
We pray to make the future bright
To make the wrong things right
(rap):
Right or wrong, were all praying youll remain strong
Thats why were all here and singing along
Stand tall
Stand proud
Voices that care are crying out loud
And when you close your eyes tonight
Feel in your heart how our love burns bright
And when you close your eyes tonight
Feel in our heart how our love burns bright
You are the voice,
You are the light
Stand tall
Stand proud
Voices that care are crying out loud
And when you close your eyes tonight
Feel in your heart how our love burns bright
Stand tall
Stand proud
Voices that care are crying out loud
And when you close your eyes tonight
Feel in your heart how our love burns bright
You are the voice and the guiding light
Feel in your heart how our love burns bright

song performed by by New Edition
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Unwed Mothers Pain

she was so young and mistook infatuation for love
and to her boyfriend she gave herself freely.
to her shock and gloom -a child was in her womb.
she told her boyfriend of what she discovered.
to hear him say 'it must be from another'
i am too young to marry
this problem you'll have to carry.

her friends turned their backs in dismay
they did'nt know just what to say.
when she told her family-they responded coldly.
' why did you make this mistake-now its far too late.
love is not the opening of your thighs.
now you'll have to hide that baby which you carry inside.'

abandoned by friends and family, when they were needed most.
she kneeled and prayed to the FATHER, SON, AND HOLY GHOST.
she recalled the words which were told to her.
'abort or abandon'
is this what you have to say?
but! my child there is no other way!

in her heart she knew that it 'could not be'
that god wanted her to abandon this baby
so with determination she began to pack
she would go elsewhere-there was no turning back.

she knew that she did not have enough education
to do what she wanted to do.
but she promised this child that
'i'll make a life for me and you'

sitting at a bus stop-bags in her hand.
she met this woman all dressed in blue with soft tender eyes.
she told her -her story, and then began to cry.
this woman put her arm around her and said
'fret not my child-you can stay with me for a while.'
with hope in her heart-she went with this lady.

found a job and continued with school.
and promised herself that no one else would
take her for a fool.

nine months later she did give birth
to a baby girl with beautiful blue eyes, and her skin so white.
and above her head was a shining bright light.
so she named her after this woman who took her in.
i'll name you Mary with the beautiful white skin.

time went by quickly and graduate she did.
she gave this child the love that was always in her heart
and her career became a very big part.
she thanked God for this lady who gave her -her start.
this beautiful lady with a kind tender heart.

the years passed quickly and mary started to grow
more beautiful than you'll ever know'
she came home from work on a cold snowy day
to find that lady mary had passed away.
she honored this lady the best way she could.

by opening her home to unwed mothers and anyone
in despair'
and named this home 'marys lair'.
and now when she tells the story she says
'mother mary always dressed in blue
my doors are open because of you'

so always keep faith in your heart and mind.
God listens! it just takes time.

poem by Louis Rams
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Baby Father

Baby father
Look after your child
Now that your wife gave birth
To your child
A minute ago

poem by Aldo Kraas
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The Day I Met You

The first day i met you, you were holding me, crying out for me
The first day i met you i lost your voice i lost your touch
The first day i met you, i learn that you were my aunt
The day i met i was sure you were my mom
The day when i found you, you were more then just an aunt your my mom.
.
The day i met my mom i said i do
i do want you to be my mom
i do want to be love
i do want to be held
i do want to laugh
i do want to cry
i do
i do want to find you
but i did but in another way
you are everything in every way
my mom to be my mom you are
my mom who loves
my mom who cares
my mom who tries
my mom who cries
my mom who 's there
my mom who see's
the good
the bad
the wroung
the right
the furture
she knows for me is bright
my mom i love
my mom i care
my mom don't cry
my mom did try
my mom is
mother of many
M-MORICULOUS
O-OVERCOMER
T-TRUSTING
H-HONERABLE
E-EVER LOVING
R-RICH WITH LOVE
I LOVE YOU MOM

poem by Jamaya Ewing
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Lady in White

Lady in White
By: Adam M. Snow

She stares at me benevolently with her baby blue eyes.
How beautiful she looks, that lady in white.
I try to go on my way, but I hear her gentle cries.
I reached out to help her, but she simply vanished in the night.
Who is this that they call 'Ghost? ' my lovely Lady in White;
and do you know? Could you tell me why does my Lady cry?

Where upon nightfall approaches;
returned to the splintered bridge, where portraits my Lady in White;
only to find her crying, waiting for her lost love.
Truly this is an undesirable sight;
tears fall as she gaze essentially at stars above.
I only wish I could help her, my lovely Lady in White;
to lead her home into the light;
truly it can only be by her might.

I must go on my way and leave my Lady behind.
She's there to stay crying; waiting for her love to return.
Though my heart, I feel her tears fall upon.
From my Lady, there's so much that I learn;
that love never dies, it just lives on.

poem by Adam M. Snow
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Birth Love

My love is like a birth
Happens once, once for a soul
Cute face and tiny structure
Loved by all as a child
Even I got the care and love
All the joys and happiness on earth
But only for somewhile and sometime
As a man passes his infancy and gets adult.

All I know is my love remains in me
As an infant child of innocence
As the essence and childhood memories
It comes before me when I think
Think of myself with them and her.

Going with Keat's and his dogma
Beauty is truth, truth beauty
Love is birth, birth love
This is all you know about birth
This is what you need to know of love.

poem by Abhimanyu Kumar.s
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No more imposition

If I have no right to mould my child
To my likes because I gave birth to it
What right do I have to seal my wife’s
Love from spilling because I married
her?
03.08.2004

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Never Found The Time

Written by dan peek, 1971
Found on america.
I never found the time
To see things quite through
I never found the time
To give them to you
If living dont come easy
Dont stop your own voice
cause the worst part of living
Is havin no choice
Tell me a story
Tell it with your eyes
Im gonna stop believin
If I hear another lie
Drink some cold water
Your mouths getting dry
If I only had the time
To see things right through
Id give up all my treasures
And send them to you
Then livin would seem easy
No lights and no noise
Just me and my lady
And the echo of her voice
Tell me a story
Tell it with your eyes
Im gonna stop believin
If I hear another lie
Drink some cold water
Your mouths getting dry
I never found the time
To see into my lady
And memories dont die
But with time become hazy
I never found the time
To see into my lady
And memories dont die
But with time become hazy
I never found the time
To see into my lady
And memories dont die
But with time become hazy
I never found the time ...

song performed by by America
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Christmas Manger

it is said that this night was the most beautiful night.
every star in the sky was shining very bright
there was not a cloud in the sky as far as the eye could see.

yet! it was foretold to kings of three different nations.
that a woman was about to give birth
to a child which would save this earth.

they packed up everything that they would need
and traveled on this beautiful night
to see this most glorious sight.

when they saw this child with eyes so blue
they knew that this was true.
for this child had such piercing eyes
that it saw through them and touched the sky.
his eyes gave the kings such tranquility
and a flaming desire in their souls
that this child they wanted to hold.

as they passed him from one to another
they looked upon the blessed mary and joseph
kneeling in the hay.
that they all began to pray.

they blessed this child with more than gold
for throughout the world this story would be told.
and even till this very day
we thank god in every way, for this beautiful
child who was born that night.
to give all of mankind a belief greater than they
and to wash away-the sins that we are born with at birth.

they say that the location of the manger was never found
that with time it was torn to the ground.
yet! people come from all over the world
in search of that sacred place.
so that they may feel his grace.

they feel his presence and know he's there
to erase all their fears.
yet the search should not be on the ground
but thru his love found all around.
give of yourself all that you can
and he will give you the helping hand.

poem by Louis Rams
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For Crying Out Loud

I was lost till you were found
But I never knew how far down
I was falling
Before I reached the bottom
I was cold and you were fire
And I never knew how the pyre
Could be burning
On the edge of the ice field
And the now chilly california wind
Is blowing down our bodies again
And were sinking deeper and deeper into the chilly california sand
Oh I know you belong inside my aching heart
And cant you see my faded levis bursting apart
And dont you hear me crying:
Oh babe, dont go
And dont you hear me screaming:
How was I to know?
Im in the middle of nowhere
Near the end of the line
But theres a border to somewhere waiting
And theres a tankful of time
Oh give me just another moment to see the light of the day
And take me to another land where I dont have to stay
And Im gonna need somebody to make me feel like you do
And I will receive somebody with open arms, open eyes,
Open up the sky and let the planet that I love shine through
For crying out loud
You know I love you
For crying out loud
You know I love you
For crying out loud
You know I love you
I was damned and you were saved
And I never knew how enslaved
I was kneeling
In the chains of my master
I could laugh but you could cry
And I never knew just how high
I was flying
Ah, with you right above me
Im in the middle of nowhere
Near the end of the line
But theres a border to somewhere waiting
And theres a tankful of time
Oh give me just another moment to see the light of the day
And take me to another land where I dont have to stay
And Im gonna need somebody to make me feel like you do
And I will receive somebody with open arms, open eyes,
Open up the sky and let the planet that I love shine through
For crying out loud
You know I love you
For crying out loud
You know I love your
For crying out loud
You know I love you
For taking in the rain when Im feeling so dry
For giving me the answers when Im asking you why
And my oh my
For that I thank you
For taking in the sun when Im feeling so cold
For giving me a child when my body is old
And dont you know
For that I need you
For coming to my room when you know Im alone
For finding me a highway and driving me home
And you gotta know
For that I serve you
For pulling me away when Im starting to fall
For revving me up when Im starting to stall
And all in all
For that I want you
For taking and for giving and for playing the game
For praying for my future in the days that remain
Oh lord
For that I hold you
Ah but most of all
For cryin out loud
For that I love you
Ah but most of all
For cryin out loud
For that I love you
Ah but most of all
For cryin out loud
For that I love you
When youre crying out loud
You know I love you

song performed by by Meat Loaf
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I Love That Old Old Story

I love that old old story that tells about Christ's Birth
That time of year when peace on earth came on a midnight clear
I love that old old story How Jesus came to earth
That old old story about the Christ Childs birth
I love to hear that story it does my heart so well
The story of the birth of Christ that I still love to tell

poem by Bridge Ernestine J. Tebo
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He’s Gone to England for a Wife

HE’S GONE to England for a wife
Among the ladies there;
And yet I know a lass he deemed
The rarest of the rare.
He’s gone to England for a wife;
And rich and proud is he.
But he was poor and toiled for bread
When first he courted me.

He said I was the best on earth;
He said I was “his life”;
And now he thinks of noble birth,
And seeks a lady wife!
He said for me alone he’d toil
To win an honest fame;
But now no lass on southern soil
Is worthy of his name!

I think I see his lady bride,
A fair and faultless face,
And nothing in her heart beside
The empty pride of race.
And she will grace his gilded home,
The wife his gold shall buy;
But will she ever dream of him,
Or love as well as I?

poem by Henry Lawson
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Wild Montana Skies

(john denver)
He was born in the bitteroot valley in the early morning rain
Wild geese over the water, heading north and home again
Bringin a warm wind from the south, bringin
The first taste of the spring
His mother took him to her breast and softly she did sing:
Oh, montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild montana skies
His mother died that summer and he never learned to cry
He never knew his father and he never did ask why
He never knew the answers that would make an easy way
But he learned to know the wilderness and to be a man that way
His mothers brother took him in to his family and his home
Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his own
And he learned to be a farmer and he learned to love the land
And he learned to read the seasons and he learned to make a stand
On the eve of his 21st birthday, he set out on his own
He was 30 years and runnin when he found his way back home
Ridin a storm across the mountains and an achin in his heart
Said he came to turn the pages and to make a brand new start
Now he never told the story of the time that he was gone
Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a john
There was something in the city that he said he couldnt breathe
There was something in the country that he said he couldnt leave
Now some say he was crazy and some are glad hes gone
But some of us will miss him and well try to carry on
Giving a voice to the forest, giving a voice to the dawn
Giving a voice to the wilderness and the land that he lived on

song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Wild Montana Skies (feat. John Denver)

(John Denver)
He was born in the Bitteroot Valley in the early morning rain
Wild geese over the water, heading north and home again
Bringin' a warm wind from the south, bringin'
the first taste of the spring
His mother took him to her breast and softly she did sing:
Oh, Montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies
His mother died that summer and he never learned to cry
He never knew his father and he never did ask why
He never knew the answers that would make an easy way
But he learned to know the wilderness and to be a man that way
His mother's brother took him in to his family and his home
Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his own
And he learned to be a farmer and he learned to love the land
And he learned to read the seasons and he learned to make a stand
On the eve of his 21st birthday, he set out on his own
He was 30 years and runnin' when he found his way back home
Ridin' a storm across the mountains and an achin' in his heart
Said he came to turn the pages and to make a brand new start
Now he never told the story of the time that he was gone
Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a john
There was something in the city that he said he couldn't breathe
There was something in the country that he said he couldn't leave
Now some say he was crazy and some are glad he's gone
But some of us will miss him and we'll try to carry on
Giving a voice to the forest, giving a voice to the dawn
Giving a voice to the wilderness and the land that he lived on

song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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