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Science

Alone I climb the steep ascending path
Which leads to knowledge. In the babbling throngs
That hurry after, shouting to the world
Small fragments of large truths, there is not one
Who comprehends my purpose, or who sees
The ultimate great goal. Why, even she,
My heaven intended Spouse, my other self,
Religion, turns her beauteous face on me
With hatred in the eyes, where love should dwell.
While those who call me Master blindly run,
Wounding the ear of Faith with blasphemies,
And making useless slaughter in my name.

Mine is the difficult slow task to blaze
A road of Facts, through labyrinths of dreams
To tear down Maybe and establish IS:
And substitute I Know for I Believe.
I follow closely where the Seers have led:
But that intangible dim path of theirs,
Which may be trodden but by other Seers,
I seek to render solid for the feet
Of all mankind. With reverent hands I lift
The mask from Mystery: and show the face
Of Reason, smiling bravely on the world.
The visions of the prophets, one by one,
Grew visible beneath my tireless touch:
And the white secrets of elusive stars
I tell aloud, to listening multitudes.

To fit the better world my toil ensures,
Time will impregnate with a better race
The Future's womb: and when the hour is ripe,
To ready eyes of men, the alien spheres
Shall seem as friendly neighbours: and my skill
Shall make their music audible to ears
Which will be tuned to those high harmonies.

Mine is the work to fashion, step by step,
The shining Way that leads from man to God.
Though I demolish obstacles of creeds
And blast tradition, from the face of earth,
My hand shall open wide the door of Truth,
Whose other name is Faith: and at the end
Of this most holy labour, I shall turn
To see Religion, with enlightened eyes,
Seeking the welcome of my outstretched arms.
While all the world stands hushed and awed before
The proven splendour of the Fact Supreme.

poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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World Gone Wild

World Gone Wild
(Schon/Cain/Blades)
See the signs, madness all around us
Somewhere I hear sirens wailing thru the night
Read the Times, starts to make me wonder
Is there more to life than black and white
I'd never thought I'd question
(never thought I'd question)
The doubt I'm seeing everywhere
(doubt I'm seeing everywhere)
Standing there beside me, you're the answer
(you're the answer)
When I lose my faith, you're there
Face the fire, in a world gone wide
You're the fortress in my life
See the world through a child's eyes
They can't fool me now
I don't believe it's a world gone wide
It's a lie, the more you got
The more you want, it leads to nowhere
Should have learned by now
What is life without someone to share
The mountains that you climb to reach the sky
With everyone uncertain (everyone uncertain)
The future's never really clear
(future's never really clear)
Standing here beside me, you're the reason
I found my faith again with you here
Face the fire, in a world gone wide
You're the fortress in my life
See the world through a child's eyes
They can't bring me now
I don't believe it's a world gone wide
Now you can count on me, to keep you safe
I'll be your shelter from the storm
Come lay down with me, and let our spirits melt us into one

song performed by by Journey
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The World Beyond - A Place of Mystery

Chapter One:
the begin

life is a cycle
but not quite a trifle...
the world around us
a world of mystery
we may not understand
what is at hand
for this is the world around us
for understanding the world
is understanding a dropp in the ocean
we have the world
a world that we do not understand
if we discover the world's secrets
we will know that drop
and we will fully make sense of life
we are the world
the world is us
thus being the key to the world's secret doors
the doors to knowledge
we must live our purpose
each creature learning more and more
until the world we know
is six feet above us
our world is coming to an end
the world we know of
the world we understand
yet don't understand
we must fix what we have done.....
the stars were bright
at the dawn of our flight
for our world had begun
the world we cherish
the world we know
but don't know
the world beyond
the dinosaurs we know so little about
how they stood for so many years
a mystery to us
imagine
the world
our world
intertwining in the footsteps
with the world we do not understand
chaos would turn to peace
imagine
our world
and the world beyond
together as one
peace and harmony
hatred and chaos
our world will have both
until we know
what we do not know
does not have to stay a mystery
now you shall know
the world beyond us
what is the world beyond us
the world we do not understand
and so we begin
the world above
the world below
our souls our colliding
and so I write this
our making
our design
just a dropp in the ocean
but with that drop
there can be another dropp saved
and a complete change in this world
we underestimate those drops
causing frustration and dislike
for it is not possible to do the impossible
unless the possible is done

Chapter two:
no choice
(the present day)

the world around us
its melting
our time is running out
the mystery we face
is an understanding that some do not have
those who understand
must help those who don't understand
to understand
thus making a difference in the environment
once the environment is fixed
we must keep it fixed
of face tragic consequences

poem by Elijah Easton
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None Else Can Make This Boast

How can religion head still rise
How are it’s sects yet fooled
When faith that’s based on man made lies
Is by the devil ruled

Religion says its prayers in vain
Their footing’s not on high
But Christ who died who rose again
Lives now no more to die

There’s no one else to make this boast
Not one from Heaven or earth
But Jesus through His Holy Ghost
The first with second birth

That man must die is plain to see
All flesh must meet the grave
But Christ states life; He’ll give us free
Through faith, man’s soul He’ll save

When minds this statement understand
When hearts accept these facts
Christ will raise to dwell His land
As in the book of acts

The facts are there they’re plain in view
The truth’s before our eyes
Through faith in Christ, we’re born anew
We’ve hope in Him to rise

We find these facts from deep inside
God’s Spirit leads to see
He comes to help He comes to guide
He comes as guarantee

He comes to those who’s hearts are true
Who’s faith in Christ is real
As sure as earth drinks morning dew
There’s life within God’s Seal…

poem by Michael P. Johnson
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Emptiness

There's an emptiness in my life that seems to burn
So I have taken a road that twists and turns
That leads to a dark place where I can't be found
Troubled nights, nightmares all around
Where life's lost souls disappear, gone forever
In a world that can be worst not better
But light is staring at me in my face
As I slowly open my eyes to the human race
What the world is doing can't be right
It never is in the land of ‘twilight'
So where are we and where do we want to go
Are we moving too fast, or is it too slow
Only you can decide where you want to be
Mine's different as I am not from this planet you see.

poem by JeanJacques Evendon
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The war Widow

Black-veiled, black-gowned, she rides in bus and train,
With eyes that fill too listlessly for tears.
Her waxen hands clasp and unclasp again.
_Good News_, they cry. She neither sees nor hears.

Good News, perhaps, may crown some far-off king.
Good News may peal the glory of the state--
Good News may cause the courts of heaven to ring.
She sees a hand waved at a garden gate.

For her dull ears are tuned to other themes;
And her dim eyes can never see aright.
She glides--a ghost--through all her April dreams,
To meet his eyes at dawn, his lips at night.

Wraiths of a truth that others never knew;
And yet--for her--the only truth that's true.

II.

_Good News! Good News!_ There is no way but this.
Out of the night a star begins to rise.
I know not where my soul's deep Master is;
Nor can I hear those angels in the skies;

Nor follow him, as childhood used of old,
By radiant seas, in those time-hallowed tales.
Only, at times, implacable and cold,
From this blind gloom, stand out the iron nails.

Yet, at this world's heart stands the Eternal Cross,
The ultimate frame of moon and star and sun,
Where Love with out-stretched arms, in utter loss,
Points East and West and makes the whole world one.

_Good News! Good News!_ There is no hope, no way,
No truth, no life, but leads through Christmas Day.

poem by Alfred Noyes
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Fragments Of Hope (song)

We're seeking our endless dreams in a world with no guidance...

With tangled emotions and a heart-piercing beat,
our ballad continues, quietly and without faltering
From the other side of the far-off sky, our shadows blur together,
Our memories are chronicled somewhere between whim and inevitability

Even if everything decays in the whirlpool of time we spent passing each other by,
I'll believe in your voice

We're seeking our endless dreams in a future with no guidance
Even if I lose this light someday
there will still be the shining blaze you lit in my heart
We'll turn these fragments of hope into wings.

An unceasing rain and a gently-soaked moon
I don't care if I get hurt; I just want to move on, blown about by the wind.

A look from your clear, innocent eyes cuts through the darkness
We'll pass through despair and loneliness and leave our mark behind.

During the time I spent distorting myself to avoid creating ties,
I felt you there.

We're following a fleeting path in a world with no answers
When you're suddenly lost and unable to move forward,
my heart will shine and show the way to a hopeful tomorrow

We're seeking our fleeting dreams in a world with no answers
The shining blaze in my heart will convey my wish.

We're seeking our endless dreams in a world with no guidance
Even if I lose this light someday
there will still be the shining blaze you lit in my heart
We'll turn these fragments of hope into wings

poem by Annie Tuck
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Two, three steps ahead before me

wonder i receive the dream that leads me to see the three steps
ahead before my first step landed in the sand, gaze i believe is
a footprint, slowly drifted to each feet passing wave along the
shore

the future never stop, moving forward where the direction of the
sun goes by, and the air that touches every high and low tide, the
heavens breathe moisturizing face of the clouds beneath the
cooling face of the sun

oh! let my foot gallops every feet i step, the endless distance take
me there, and my hands pointed me to reach; a place where my
feet has to take it rest, beautiful land that almost all have gone, so
friendly that every one want have to save, the hands that hold
every other hands to step, each footprint i take and lead me to a
little mark in the dunning sand, gently hold to my foot to the
dream land i want to step

open wide my inner pulse i remembered, the two feet i have, make
it three, sight comes so quickly, like lightning my eye have seen,
the two steps i touch, somebody carried me, and extra footprints
watches me, even angels touches my feet

the future is friendly; lovely to see, though it’s empty, but then full
of memory and easy, just leave it to God....the footprints you'll
see count it three.... two from God and one from the angel....and
sure you'll be carried away

be the first step in going to the Father's home; the very breath
you take, will takes you there and the paradise of today will soon
bring us to the future of no return

poem by Antonio Liao
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One With Everything

Hold on tightly to your innocence
And dont you let go
Until you know its gonna be your way
Through the tangle and the bramble
Theres a thread that runs through
And its true
Theres no need to be afraid
Smiling ear to ear
Its something in the atmosphere
Every star above reflecting in your sea of love
Is it just a dream
Or are things as they really seem
Somebody help me make the call
You could be the light
That shines so bright
You show the way to go
And if its so
Dont be too surprised
Just give yourself a chance
And take a glance
Around to see the glow
Burning in my eyes
Smiling ear to ear
Its something in the atmosphere
Every star above reflecting in your sea of love
This is not a dream
Its just the way its always been
Youve got to rise above it all
Somewhere down the road that we follow
Well be one with everything
I know as soon as tomorrow
We could be arriving
Somewhere down the road that we follow
Well be one with everything
I know as soon as tomorrow
We could be arriving
And in my dreams Im there by your side
Learning to fly again
The world we see (World we see and hear)
Is a mystery (Mystery but we)
But we hold the key (Hold the key to the door)
If we have the faith to live (Have the faith anymore)
And believe
Somewhere down the road that we follow
Well be one with everything
I know as soon as tomorrow
We could be arriving
And in my dreams Im there by your side
Learning to fly again

song performed by by Styx
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Somewhere in this world

Somewhere in this world there is a world where we can be together, where you and I can be together
Where I can wipe your every tear, and make you smile endlessly, my dear
Where I can watch a beautiful sunset with you, and tell you that I love you
Somewhere in this world there is a world where we can be together, where you and I can be together
Where I can see my life in your eyes, and lose myself in your eyes
Where I can be the reason of your beautiful smile, for which I can go a thousand miles
Somewhere in this world there is a world where we can be together, where you and I can be together
Where I can have a candlelit dinner with you, and never tire of listening to you
Where you and I can grow old together, and still live happily together
Somewhere in this world there is a world where we can be together, where you and I can be together
Where I can take your hand in mine, and keep it like that till the end of time
Where I can keep you in my embrace forever, and still leave you never
Somewhere in this world there is a world where we can be together, where you and I can be together, where you and I can be together

poem by Deepak Hariharan
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Open Door

I see your smiling face, by the open door
Theres the morning light
Shining in your hair, and in your eyes
And just a little way behind that smile of yours
I see another one, oh so far away
If only for one second, I could hold you close to me
When the master calls for me again
Theres nothing I can say, or I can do
Goodbye, my love
Time has come to say farewell
I hear the call again
Goodbye to the world
Ive shouted for so long
Oh theres so much my love, that I can never say
And in a little while, in a little while
Theres nothing left to see
As the years go by and I have not returned
And the night has come, falling all around
Ooh if you count the stars youll know
How many have gone out
And when the master calls for me again
Theres nothing that I can say
Or I can do
Stand in the sun
Shut your eyes and feel the world
Its changing every day
Goodbye my love
Each day will seem so long
Ooh theres so much I feel, that I can never say
I cant see you
I cant feel you anymore
Ive just a memory of that open door

song performed by by Genesis
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Money Changes Hands

Now the deal is done
I cover my eyes
Step into the sun
Now I
Think I've finally learned
Trust was the one last thing
I was living on
My life fell apart
When that trust was gone
'Cos everybody has to change in time
Faith can change your heart
And words can change your mind
Nothing changes faster than a man
When money changes hands
In my mind I see
The eyes of a fool
looking at me
Now I
Think I've finally learned
One day the world starts making
Perfect sense
We all say goodbye to our innosence
'Cos everybody has to change in time
Faith can change your heart
And words can change your mind
Nothing changes faster than a man
When money changes hands
It's a perfect day
In this imperfect world
'Cos we all know the angel who fell
And we all want somebody
To save our soul
But you can't save yourself
From yourself
When money changes hands
(chant)
When money changes hands
Everybody has to change in time
Faith can change your heart
And words can change your mind
Nothing changes faster than a man
When money changes hands
(face the facts, face the facts)
When money changes hands
(can't turn back, can't turn back)
When money changes ....

song performed by by Johnny Hates Jazz
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A Venial Discord!

1. Love me not, with eyes yearning,
Flagging looks & charms fly,
Crab age will come by knocking,
Love me with a discerning eye.

2. Love me not, like the seraphims in heaven,
Milk and honey ever flowing,
But cleansed in my hide of dust and grime,
Like a mortal -enduring.

3. Love me not, in doubt of his great reaches beyond,
Let love take your hand; see the frail daisy follow the sun.
My beacon in a lost land,
Love me as my chosen.

4. Love me not, in youthful abandon,
A whim for every season,
Love me, with eyes that light up,
Locked into mine each time.

5. Love me not, like angels in blissful permanence,
In borrowed light, in strife’s absence,
Our daily pain and joy in cadence,
Shall advance to a heavenly significance.

6. Love me no less, when suspicion clouds your eye,
Then let no faith be wanting,
Let my silence be justifying enough,
Love me through a misunderstanding.

7. Love me not, like a sunbeam through a shower,
That I pursue like the rainbow after each rain,
Nature’s most exquisite deed,
When no gladness remains around to cheer,
Then, love me as your most quiet need.

8. Love me not, if thoughts that best begin the day,
End in the wan look, the sunken cheek, the hung head curly,
But unwinds a love knit in many a years,
Love me and be my reason to wake early.

9. Love me not, when bestowed with fortune and praise,
But when world’s glories shun me in the face,
And love becomes a virtue for heroic grace,
Then, love me like the copper skies in open embrace.

10. Love me not, when your thoughts are anchored,
In the sea of past-hauntings,
There, where they wrestle with solitude,
Love me through all your wanderings.

11. Love me not, when all mankind stands agreed,
That friendship is its only useful need,
But when it drains every inch of the roughest courage,
Love me with that which binds the world in a deed.

12. Love me not, for no wealth have I,
My love is all I can call mine,
Love me and want no other reward,
Is not friendship truly divine?

13. Love me not with serenades that outdo the cuckoo,
Wooing in devoted repetition, -“Do you love me? ”
Seeking its own depth till the hour of separation,
Love rushing replies-“I love you” in a flurry.

14. Love me not, if my musings seem more than a venial discord,
A face to set the heart aflutter, takes a lifetime,
In dalliance let not our dreams stay vaulted,
Let's step on to a star, dropp me home, come- tuck me in bed!

poem by Seema joglekar
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One Small Step

So many people
Need to go so many miles
How do we move them
To where the answer lies
Reach out to the ocean
Beyond the stars that shine
Weve got to take one small step in time
If we are the dreamers
Then the world must be the dream
Driven to question
All the things weve never seen
We search the horizon
Looking for a sign
Weve got to take one small step in time
One step beyond
All our hopes and our passion
There is the light of the universe flashin
All that it takes is one leap of faith
One small step, (one small step)
One small step in time
Deep in the darkness
(deep in the blackness)
Theres a wind that never dies
(theres a wind that never dies)
Out in the vastness
(out in the vastness)
Theres a road across the sky
(a road across the sky)
Out there is the reason
That we were meant to find
Weve got to take one small step in time
Weve got to take one small step in time
(one small step, one small step)
One small step in time
(one small step, one small step)
One small step in time
(one small step, one small step)

song performed by by Cher
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This is a World of …

This is a world of hierarchy;
This is a world of inequality;
This is a world of curiosity;
This is a world of ignominy!

But
This is also a world of charity;
This is also a world of purity;
This is also a world of morality;
This is also a world of bravery!

This is a world of ‘haves’ and ‘have-nots’;
This is a world of rich versus the poor;
This is a world of the powerful versus the weak;
This is a world of the ‘well-to-do’ versus the ‘downtrodden’.

This is a world of joys and woes;
This is a world of friends and foes;
This is a world of sharing and greed;
This is a world of loving and hatred.

Yet,
This is a world of inter-dependency;
This is a world of wars for peace;
This is a world of thought for others;
This is a world of common good.

This is a world of aligning with Nature;
This is a world of realizing God;
This is a world of accepting God’s ways;
This is a world of futility.

Yet,
This is a world of dreams and realities;
This is a world of accomplishments and risks-taking;
This is a world of making the world a better place for all;
This is a world of loving brethren and brotherhood of nations.

This is a world of adultery;
This is a world of mastery;
This is a world of flattery;
This is a world of mystery!

So,
Let us rethink, amend our ways;
Let us toil with a purpose for the race;
Let us keep a smiling face;
Let us spend usefully, the rest of our days!

poem by John Celes
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So Much To Do

The face of the world is a homely face,
And the look of the world unkind,
When harsh on your arm a hand it lays
And bids you into the grind,
That 's little to your mind, my dear,
That 's little to your mind.

But it 's work that counts in the world, you see;
Not what we dream, but do:
For the dreamer of dreams, whatever he be,
If he 'd have his dreams come true,
Must be a workman, too, my dear,
Must be a workman, too.

So much to do; so much to know;
So much that life would shirk!
But each is one of a hive below,
The world's great Hive of Irk,
Where each must do his work, my dear,
Each one must do his work.

A song, a look, a word of cheer,
Will help more than a sigh!
For this is the law of the hive, my dear,
That every bee must try, my dear,
And all the drones must die, my dear,
That all the drones must die.

Oft-times it seems that the end is far,
And the work we do, in vain;
That night will never reveal a star,
And day bring only rain,
To trouble our hearts again, my dear,
To trouble our hearts again.

But ever the stars are shining there
With ever the old regard;
And be it foul, or be it fair,
However long debarred,
All work has its reward, my dear,
All work has its reward.

Could summer come without the rose?
Or morn without the sun?
And thus shall toil bring soul's repose
To each and every one,
Whose work at last is done, my dear,
Whose work at last is done.

For the face of the world is a homely face,
But the look in its eyes is kind
To him who sets his heart's brisk pace
To the work he has in mind,
And turns not with the wind, my dear,
And turns not with the wind.

poem by Madison Julius Cawein
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Answers

What is the end of each man's toil,
Brother, O Brother?
A handful of dust in a bit of soil-
His name forgotten as centuries roll,
Though blazoned to-day on Glory's scroll;
For the lordliest work of brain or hand
Is only an imprint made on sand;
When the tidal wave sweeps over the shore
It is there no more,
Brother, my Brother.

Then what is the use of striving at all,
Brother, O Brother?
Because each effort or great or small
Is a step on the long, long road that leads
To the Kingdom of Growth on the River of Deeds:
And that is the kingdom no man can gain
Till he uses his hand and his mind and brain,
And when he has used them and learned control
He finds his soul,
Brother, my Brother.

And after he finds it, what is the end,
Brother, O Brother?
Upward ever its course and trend;
For this is the purpose and aim and plan
To seek in the soul for the Super-man-
The man who is conscious that Heaven is near-
A bulletin bearer from There to Here,
Finding God dwells in the spirit within
Where He ever has been,
Brother, my Brother.

And what will the God-man do when He comes,
Brother, O Brother?
He will better the world or in courts or slums,
He will do in gladness his nearest duty:
He will teach the religion of love and beauty
In field or factory, mine or mart,
While He tells the world of the larger part
And the wider life that is yet to be
When spirit is free,
Brother, my Brother.

When spirit is free, then where will it go,
Brother, O Brother?
Its uttermost summit no man may know,
For it goes up to God in His holy Tower
To gather more knowledge and force and power;
Like a ray of the sun it shall shine again
To brighten new planets and races of men.
Life had no beginning, life has no end,
Brother and friend-
Brother, my Brother.

poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Eyes Wide Open

Your eyes are wide open, but yet you don’t see
All the love I have inside of me.
Eyes wide open, but you don’t look around
You don’t open your ears, you don’t hear a sound.

Eyes wide open but the beauties that surround you
Do not seem to exist.
Is it that your eyes on you are playing tricks?

Eyes wide open and yet you have a blank stare.
Have you closed off your mind?
Or you just don’t care.

What can I do to remove that haze
So that on my face you can gaze.
If I hold you tenderly in my arms
And kiss those beautiful eyes.
Will they move? Will they cry?

What must I do so that you can see
That our love was meant to be.
They say that you went deep inside yourself
To hide the hurt and pain
But without your love “ I am the same”.

Eyes wide open. Did they just glance at me?
Is it because your heart is finally free?
I see a tear forming in your eyes
Emotions being let out that you tried to hide.

Eyes wide open- now they are mine
I can see your love for the very first time.

poem by Louis Rams
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Keeper of the Ancient Doors

Thou Keeper of the ancient doors
Thou Angel of the deep in the light
Thou Spirit in the seers of the times of yore
Thou that keeps the secrets of the distant future
Thou that preserves the history of the ancient past
Grant thou me entrance through thy door
That I may see into the future with thee
For unto the prince of darkness the world shall turn
Save thou grant the son of light the future’s light

Unstop my ears to the whispers from the future
Enlighten my eyes to behold the things that shall be
Grant thou me the spirit of the future today
That I might ride on his wings to times yet unborn
Let me soar on the wings of the eagle from the future
That I may see beyond the now and the near
For unto thee the future is as history in the open
And before thy eyes is nothing ever concealed at-all
Quicken my discernment in line with thine
That I may discern the way thou doesth
Move my heart beyond the things of now
That my passions may be for things unseen

Come unto me oh Spirit of the ancient seers
Come now unto me thou companion of the seers of light
Spirits of my kinds that treaded these realms before me
Grant unto me thine eyes to see beyond the times of now
And spare thou me thy ears to hear from the future
Say unto me the mysteries that are hidden
Open unto me the choices of men yet unmade

Thou that knowest tomorrow teach thou me
Thou that seeesth tomorrow show thou me
Beyond the quest for the things of now
I crave to see the things to come
As my destiny and inheritance in the light

Thou that came upon Daniel here am I for thee
Thou that came upon John descend now on me
Thou Spirit that was on Patmos be my guide today
Possess thou me, Spirit of the seers in the light
Open am I unto all thy visions
And unto thy voice I yield this day
Grant thou me the pass to the future thou seeth
Thou Keeper of the ancient doors

-Samson Ajilore 25: 06: ’11,1pm FCT

poem by Samson Ajilore
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Ballad: Pope Benedict XVI in US,2008

The Apostle of peace had come:
Pope Benedict by name;
To US, where he was welcome,
With missionary aim.