Hair and hustle
Dear can you help me for a while?
asked apologetically for a good smile,
’No’ replied a friend, keeping distance mile,
worries all around so can’t smile,
Hounded by worries, sick for while,
how can I offer even forced smile,
pain in her voice Keeping her mild,
mind seized with thought for her child,
She was extremely sorry,
could not afford luxury as money was worry,
situation was tense and she was in hurry,
Mind not working and hand hitting with furry,
I Will do anything for sick child,
can’t remain quite so mild,
I will have to find some means and way,
Still have no hope and no more say,
’hair’ and ‘hustle’ is answer,
What? Hair and hustle,
what is all this about?
Fumed at answer asked, what is this all about? I asked
Explain it dear nothing going in head,
simple may be lines but can not read,
what do they and what it stand for?
Is that all meaning which they stood for?
Raged at the meaning, hair and hustle stood for,
asked again why? What really they meant?
Hair is just trimming as it is learnt,
Hustle is nothing but only business
I have no option but go for child care,
what is meaning hustle and what about hair,
they loose charm and stand nothing,
I may go for it if offered something,
Life of child is so dear
Pain may be more but I may bear,
Many stories appear and I also hear,
child should get care life I fear,
Child if suffers, I will be broke,
can’t bear any such more stroke,
So do not offer any more joke,
Even get angry if some one poke,
Hustle” I found as prostitute,
So mean word and not good substitute,
It was clever ploy on her part not tell truth,
Situation as warranted life not smooth
I remained restless and night whole awoke,
Packets after packets finished for smoke,
Hustle means selling body as she told,
I could not decide whether move was bold,
I learnt later life was living hell,
She did not find as means well,
I was not ready and also not willing,
But helpless as today soul I am killing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Conversation with God
One day while I was dreaming I heard a soft like voice
It called me to a pond
and asked to recite
the stories of my childhood
I thought it very strange
Then with deafening noise it came
It took me to the pond and asked me 'what I could see'
'I see me' I replied
'Very good' it said
'Now do you see' it asked
'I see a little child with hair as bright as fire'
'Who is that child' it asked
'It is me' I replied again
'Do you remember what that child was like'
'No' I replied
'Until you become a child again you'll see no more'
'I do not understand' I said
'You will' came the voice
'When' I asked
'When you believe that I am real'
'But you are real' I answered
'Only one who truly believes can understand'
poem by Rachel Branscombe
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Intoxicated Love
'What's love got to do with it? '
Tina?
Tina, Tina, Tina?
Anna Mae Bullock,
You are a head 'Turner'
But...
At one time...
When I thought of life,
As a hustle.
To produce pennies, nickles
And now worthless dimes.
Love,
As I knew of it then...
Was a waste of time.
And the furthest thing from my mind.
Seeking that hustle,
With hopes to muscle up respect.
What I did get was dwindling change.
And a pinch to remind me,
Of my adopted hopelessness.
Today,
I feed on it with such a greed.
I feel I must steal love.
Without guilt to please my wants and needs.
Intoxicated I find my mind,
With this stolen love.
Intoxicated love has found me,
Cleared eyed and freed of that hustle bustled.
'What's love got to do with it? '
With me?
So much I can't get enough of it.
And blessed that God has given this gift!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tilt Ya Head Back
Somebody gimme a bass line
Yeah that's tight
Jay drop the drums right here
Think we missin' something dog, I got it
Put some horns right here
Ooooohhhh that's right
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ha oooooohh
Give her what she wants ooooohhhh ha
Give her what she wants oh give her what she wants
[CHRISTINA]
I see you looking, at what you see
Boy, now don't be shy ain't nothin' but facin' opportunity
[NELLY]
She's right you know, (uh, hah) She's right (ahh)
(Man) She's right you know, (uh, hah)She's right(owwww!)
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
[CHRISTINA]
It's just the way that i see
You came here looking for me
But I don't do this type of thing all the time
(you want me to) come here boy
I got a little something for ya
Got a liitle bit, can't i get a little bit (yeah yeah)
And i don't know-oo, what it is but I just wanna get to know ya,
(alright, alright, yeah yeah)
[NELLY+CHRISTINA]
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Yake it down now
Bring it back up slowly
[NELLY]
Now situations, girl they often change
Listen to me
Sometimes for the good and sometimes for the bad
But who's to blame?
[CHRISTINA]
He's right you know, (uh, hah) He's right (ahh)
(Baby girl) He's right you know, (uh, hah) He's right (oww!)
[NELLY]
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
[CHRISTINA]
It's just the way that I see
You came here looking for me
But i don't do this type of thing all the time (yeah)
(you want me to) come here boy
I got a little something for ya
Got a little bit, can't I get a little bit (yeah yeah)
And I don't know-oo, what it is but I just wanna get to know ya,
(alright, alright, yeah yeah)
[NELLY+CHRISTINA]
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
Hustle for me, (hustle, hustle)
Hustle for me, (hustle, hustle)
Hustle for me, (hustle, hustle)
Hustle for me, Yeah.....
[CHRISTINA]
You've got some nerve,
Thinkin your so--
I got a little bit of that, a little bit of this
Little bit of rap, with a little bit of bitch
[NELLY]
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
[CHRISTINA]
It's just the way that I see
You came here looking for me
But I don't do this type of thing all the time
(you want me to) come here boy
I got a little something for ya
[NELLY]
Got a little bit, can't I get a little bit (yeah yeah)
[CHRISTINA]
And I don't know-oo, what it is but I just wanna get to know ya,
(alright, alright, yeah yeah)
[NELLY+CHRISTINA]
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
I need you to dance.......all night
Tilt ya head back
Take it down now
Bring it back up slowly
[CHRISTINA]
Hey ohh ohhhh yeah oh Nelly
Nelly, Nelly you make me so sweaty baby
Yeah ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah, oh
song performed by by Nelly
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Tilt Ya Head Back Ft. Christina Aguilera
Nelly: Somebody give me a bass line...
yeah that's tight...check...
drop the drums right here...
i think we missing something though.
Christina: mmmmm yeah yeah
Nelly: put some horns right here
Christina: thats right
N: oh do it again.
C: yeah yeah yeah ha ah oh ooh
N: give it what you got
C: alright
N: give it what you got
C: ooh ha
N: give it what you want, go'n give it what you got.
C: i see you lookin uh like what you see?
boy now don't be shy,
ain't nothing but facing opportunity.
N: she's right you know,
C: ah ah
N: she's right,
C: yeah
N: man she's right you know,
C: ah ah
N: she's right.
C: oww
N: you stand there looking at me
C: at me
N: i stand here looking at you
C: at you boy
N: you know exactly whats on my mind yeah
C: its just the way that i see,
N: to see
C: you came here looking for me,
N: but uh uh
C: but i don't do this type of thing all the time,
N: oh you want me to
C: come here boy ah
i got a little somethin' for ya
N: got a little bit
can i get a little bit yeah yeah
C: and i don't know
N: i don't know what it is
but i just wanna get to know ya
alright, alright yeah.
C: i need ya to......dance all night
N: tilt cha head back
take it down now
bring it back up slowly
thats right
C: i need ya to......dance all night
N: tilt cha head back
take it down now
bring it back up slowly
thats right
N: Now situations girl they often change,
listen to me,
sometimes for the good and sometimes for the bad,
but who's to blame? hee
C: he's right you know
N: uh uh
C: he's right
N: oh baby girl
C: he's right you know
N: uh uh
C: he's right
C: oow
N: you stand there looking at me
C: at me
N: i stand here looking at you girl
C: at you boy
N: you know exactly whats on my mind yeah
C: its just the way that i see,
N: to see
C: you came here looking for me,
N: but uh uh.
C: but i don't do this type of thing all the time yeah
N: oh you want me to
C: come here boy uh
i got a little somethin' for ya
N: got a little bit
can i get a little bit yeah yeah
C: and i don't know
N: i don't know what it is
but i just wanna get to know ya
alright, alright yeah.
C: i need ya to......dance all night
N: tilt cha head back
take it down now
bring it back up slowly
thats right
C: i need ya to......dance all night
N: tilt cha head back
take it down now
bring it back up slowly
thats right
N: everybody just
C: hustle for me, hustle N: hustle
hustle for me, hustle N: hustle
hustle for me, hustle N: hustle
hustle for me yeah
C: so you've got some nerve,
thinking you're soo
got a little bit of dat
little bit of this
little bit of rap
with a little bit of bitch yeah
N: you stand there looking at me
C: at me
N: i stand here looking at you girl
C: at you boy
N: you know exactly whats on my mind yeah yeah
C: its just the way that i see,
N: to see
C: you came here looking for me,
N: but uh uh.
C: but i don't do this type of thing all the time
N: you want me to
C: come here boy uh
i got a little somethin' for ya
N: you got a little bit
can i get a little bit yeah yeah
C: and i don't know
N: i don't know what it is
but i just wanna get to know ya
alright, alright yeah.
C: i need ya to......dance all night
N: tilt cha head back
take it down now
bring it back up slowly
thats right
C: i need ya to......dance all night
N: tilt cha head back
take it down now
bring it back up slowly
thats right
C: hey ooohh oooh oooh yeah yeah ha
N: give it what you want, give it what you want
C: oh nelly
nelly nelly you make me so sweaty baby
yea ye yea ye yea ye yea ye yea oh.
song performed by by Nelly
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What Shall We Do With The Child
(holmes/horsey, additional lyrics by carly simon)
I know Im not what you wanted
Not what you had in mind
And I didnt come close
To the mark youd set
For the girl youd planned to find
Youve never seen me cry
We shared but idle words
And a casual goodbye
And what shall we do with the child
Whos got your eyes
My hair
And your smile
Reminding me that we fell in love
But just for a little while
You never asked about the girl you never knew
And while she was sleeping in my arms
She never asked about you
Without you seems the only way
But time has passed and now
Shell soon be asking questions
And shell ask about you
And how
Shall I say to the child
Whos got your eyes, my hair, your smile
Reminding me that we fell in love
But just for a little while
What shall we do with the child
Whos got your eyes, my hair, your smile
song performed by by Carly Simon
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Tilt Ya Head Back
Somebody give me a bassline
Yeah that's tight (uh)
Check, drop the drums right here
I think they missing something though (mmm, hey)
Oh, I got it (yeah)
Put some horns right here, woo (that's right)
Do it again (yeah yeah yeah yeah, ha, ohh ooh)
Give her what she want (alright), give her what she want (woo, ha)
Give her what she want, gon', give her what she want
Christina:
I see you looking, uh
Like what you see
Boy, now don't be shy
Ain't nothing but facing opportunity
Nelly:
She's right ya know (uh uh), she's right (ah)
Man, she's right ya know (uh uh), she's right (ow)
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
Christina:
It's just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me but (but, uh uh)
I don't do this type of thing all the time, yeah
(Oh, you want me to) Come here boy, uh
I got a little something for ya
Nelly:
You got a little bit
Can I get a little bit, yeah yeah
Christina:
And I don't know
Nelly:
I don't know what it is
But I just want to get to know ya
Alright, alright
Yeah yeah
I need to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need you to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
Nelly:
Now situations, girl
They often change (listen to me)
Sometimes for the good (eh)
Sometimes for the bad, but who's to blame
Christina:
He's right ya know (uh uh), he's right (oh, babygirl)
He's right ya know (uh uh), he's right, ow
Nelly:
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
Christina:
It's just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me but (but, uh uh)
I don't do this type of thing all the time, yeah yeah
(Oh, you want me to) Come here boy, uh
I got a little something for ya
Nelly:
You got a little bit
Can I get a little bit, yeah yeah
Christina:
And I don't know
Nelly:
I don't know what it is
But I just want to get to know ya
Alright, alright
Yeah yeah
I need to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need you to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
(Everybody just)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, yeah
Christina:
Said, you've got some nerve
Thinking you're so
I got a little bit of that (that)
A little bit of this (this)
A little bit of back (back)
With a little bit of bitch, ah
Nelly:
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand here looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
Christina:
It's just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me but (but, uh uh)
I don't do this type of thing all the time...yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
(You want me to) Come here boy, uh
I got a little something for ya
Nelly:
You got a little bit
Can I get a little bit, yeah yeah
Christina:
And I don't know
Nelly:
I don't know what it is
But I just want to get to know ya
Alright, alright
Yeah yeah
I need to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need you to dance...
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
Hey
(Give her what she want, give her what she want)
Ooh, ooh yeah yeah, ha
(Give her what she want, gon', give her what she want)
Oh Nelly
(Give her what she want, give her what she want)
Nelly Nelly, you make me so sweaty
Baby, yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah, ye-yeah
(Give her what she want, gon', give her what she want)
Oh
song performed by by Christina Aguilera
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You Gotta Get Up, And Get Away... Boy!
You gotta get up,
And get away...
Boy.
The beating of the streets has aged,
And...
You like repeated.
You gotta get up,
And get away...
Boy.
The beating of the streets has aged,
And...
You like repeated.
From noon until dawn,
You hustle...
To get a buck!
And hustle.
From noon until dawn,
You hustle...
To get a buck!
And hustle.
Between sunsets...
There you are,
At that spot you've got.
And,
You hustle...
To get a buck.
And hustle.
From noon until dawn,
You hustle...
To get a buck!
And hustle.
From noon until dawn,
You hustle...
To get a buck!
And hustle.
Between sunsets...
There you are at that spot you've got.
And you hustle...
To get a buck.
But you can't give that hustle up?
From noon until dawn,
You hustle,
And you can't give up...
Your hustle,
To get a buck!
From noon until dawn,
You hustle,
And you can't give up...
Your hustle,
To get a buck!
The beating of the streets has aged,
And...
You like repeated.
You gotta get up,
To get away...
Boy!
You gotta get up,
To get up!
You gotta get up,
To get away...
Boy!
You gotta get up,
To get up!
You gotta get up,
To get away...
Boy!
You gotta get up,
To get up,
You gotta get up,
To get up.
You gotta get up,
To get up.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pull Me Up
Pull me up,
From feeling stuck in bad luck.
There is nothing rougher,
Than believing life's too tough!
Pull me up.
From feeling stuck in bad luck.
I'm tired of a hustle bustled,
Just to repeat rust.
Pull me up...
I'm tired of the rush,
That's made a rut too deep to cuss.
Enough 'is' enough.
Pull me up...
I am tired of the hustle.
Pull me up...
I've grown too tired of the rush.
Sick and tired of my muscles used,
To produce rust.
Pull me up...
I'm tired of the hustle.
Tired of my muscles used to produce rust.
Pull me up!
Enough 'is' enough.
I'm tired of a hustle bustled,
Just to repeat rust.
Pull me up!
Enough 'is' enough.
I'm tired of a hustle bustled,
Just to repeat rust.
Pull me up!
No more beating am I needing.
Pull me up!
No more beating am I needing.
Nor will I continue,
To choose that as a greeting.
Pull me up!
Enough 'is' enough.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Oh Dear Child...
Do not worry dear child
Have faith in what you have left to believe in
You have been deprived from all the goodness in you
Now you lie in nothing but an immortal sin
Your worries no longer exist
All the pain and agony that you’ve once suffered will never take place
Your cries have not been heard
It was the path of pain and sadness you had to chase
Your heart lied in hopelessness
Every hour and day
And now you live in despair
In loneliness and misery that will never be taken away
Your happiness was stolen for no reason at all
Never have you known the meaning of childhood
Never has anyone answered your desperate call
Working all day just to support your family
Was something you knew you had to do
Never have you felt the taste of freedom
You’ve always been someone else other than you
Have you ever asked yourself why?
Why everything turned out wrong?
Have you ever wondered, oh dear child?
Where you truly belong?
Many children out there are being trapped under abuse and war
No one really knows what happens behind these closed doors
If we look deeper into the world
We will discover what we never knew
Now imagine that that poor child was you
How would you feel?
What would you do?
poem by Marria Attar
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One Last
Welcome to reality
you poor little girl
go get your hustle on.
It's all a game
you play so well
calm before the storm.
Tell me princess
what will you do
when your hustle
no longer works for you.
Your beauty will die
from the inside out
live again your lies.
Broken from the life you lived
tears no longer come.
I tried too give you all I could
all you did was run.
Good bye Cinderella
I have played with fire too long.
Still don't think I wont miss you
ever moment you are gone.
When letting go
hurts less then holding on
tell me what too do?
It's really simple
kiss and a huge
I love you good bye
One last tear
One last beer
One last prayer I say
Keep her safe
show her love
help her find the way....
poem by Joseph Caraveo
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Weeping Child
I can’t see child weeping
Each day I wish for her nice keeping
All needs properly taken care off
Make all that I could for to get simple laugh
We all have good faith in Him
We are like good human beings in his team
Take care of his creations
Offer maximum love and raise no questions
We bear pain to our selves
But take care to see that child normally behaves
Offers us all the joy that we had dreamed
Little warmth in body as Sun ray has just beamed
Child can’t be put to unrest
We try to make her feel good and enjoy at best
How nicely we feel when child rides on our back?
Drive us nicely by gently kicking
My heart pains a little when hear a little cry
It raises many questions in mind, I don’t know why?
Yet sometimes my poverty comes on the way
That drives me uneasy and takes thoughts away
If hunger drives child to raise a cry
I simply curse self and feel very shy
I have child so lovely and beautiful
Yet I have to struggle hard and feel little shameful
I feel chanted when hands are extended
It makes my heart filled with joy and firmly bonded
May be this is day we all long for and pass
The beauty lies in child’ smile and carries distinct class
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Sent My Child To School Today
I sent my child to school today
With his little lunch box
When he came home he said his friend
Had gotten the chickenpox,
I sent my child to school today
And asked him what he learned
He told me about firemen
They taught him how not to get burned,
I sent my child to school today
He said, 'Do you know what they taught me? '
He told me they taught him numbers
As well as his ABC’s,
I sent my child to school today
A smile on his face
I gave him a kiss and a hug
And said, 'See ya funny face! ',
I sent my child to school today
His smile bright and wide
But an older child brought in a gun
How did he get it inside? ,
I sent my child to school today
As in every day
But the child with the gun started shooting
The reason? No one could say,
I buried my child after school today
All I can do is cry
I lost my child at school today
And nobody can tell me why.
poem by Doug Hollywood Davis
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Get Money
Get MOney, Get Money, dats how a nigga eat/
hustle fast, hustle hard, its how its gotta b/
n da office or da block, niggas gotta get it/
hustle socks, hustle rocks, its how niggas live it/
once upon a time, i ran into dis cat/
mike showed me his life, how it fade to blak/
Dat D-boy hustle was da only thing he saw/
hit da curb, flip a bird, nigga's sellin raw/
my mann had role models...dem ones wit da riches/
dey was ridin on blades and a flock a bitches/
wit da shine in his vision, dat life so exsqusite/
da game had him gassed up afta a couple visits/
he was ready 2 prove mann/ dat he was dat dude mann/
da numba 1 hustla, so he got on da move mann/
he hit da mound, pitchin white like he was roger clemens/
gotta phat farm of chickens, da fiends called him russell simmons/
his hustle game was vicious, a hungry lil nigga/
his product movin ridicious, so da packages got bigga/
he copped a topless S 6,5 stones on each fist/
ice out grill 2 chill da sierra mist/
Get MOney, Get Money, dats how a nigga eat/
hustle fast, hustle hard, its how its gotta b/
n da office or da block, niggas gotta get it/
hustle socks, hustle rocks, its how niggas live it/
now my man jimmy here was different, did things right/
explained his story, how he was winning da fight/
his daddy was a janitor, mama was a nurse/
moved him out da hood, so dey wuld neva see da herst/
drivin dey boy, who got caught in da mix/
he was ridin he tricycle, da boy was only six/
but he grew n da suburbs, got all a's in school/
he was outshinin da whites, since king change da rules/
he started hustlin like his daddy, no job he wouldn't do/
u could see him n da mornin shine'n people shoes/
got a job bussin tables, makin sum chump change/
he was payin 4 college, not drivin in a range/
makin his way thru law school, he made sum friends/
da hard work paid off, cuz he ridin in a benz/
call him betty crocka's husband, cuz he makin dat cake/
dude is livin great, eatin lobsta an steak/
Get MOney, Get Money, dats how a nigga eat/
hustle fast, hustle hard, its how its gotta b/
n da office or da block, niggas gotta get it/
hustle socks, hustle rocks, its how niggas live it/
da story gets twisted, da game gets funny/
we see who was hustlin who, gettin dat money/
now mike had kisha, da baddest ho eva/
kept her in diamonds, and louie V sweatas/
on da low she got married 2 a lawyer named jimmy/
she was playin him like dat bitch played semmi/
a queen checkd Kings, she played em like chess/
a cold hearted bitch for what she did next/
she gave 5-0 everything, showed mikes hand/
he laid down his pair a nines, headed 2 da can/
Got Jimmy 2 prosecute, mike had jimmy killt/
police found out, kisha smooth as silk/
she got Mike's money, he got life in da cell/
because she married Jimmy's, she got his as well/
da end of da story, we see da real hustle/
she rob both niggas, didnt even flew a muscle/
Get MOney, Get Money, dats how a nigga eat/
hustle fast, hustle hard, its how its gotta b/
n da office or da block, niggas gotta get it/
hustle socks, hustle rocks, its how niggas live it/
poem by Dis Guy.... His name is Clif
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To Be A Child Again
To Be a Child Again by Kenny Davis
I see the children of today
Their smiles take me away
To my times as a child
And the games that I would play
To be a child again
Means to be taken to an imaginary place
Where a box could be a house or race car
Or a ship in outer space
To be a child again
Means Mother is God in my eyes
My father is like my hero
Like Superman in the skies
To be a child again
There are many times, I would smile from ear to ear
I would jump into my parent’s loving arms
With nothing left to fear
To be a child again
Full of bedtime stories and fairy tales
Whether it was Jack and the Beanstalk
Or Jack and Jill with their water pails
To be a child again
My life filled with Mother Goose
The tails of Humpty Dumpty
And Green Eggs and Ham from Dr. Seuss
Now that I have grown
I recall my times as a child
So young, so innocent
So reckless and wild
To be a child again
My parents would wipe away every tear
It is all of those tender moments as a child
That I will always hold dear
© June 2009 k.davis
poem by Kenneth Davis
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Lifesong
to a child very young
life is
happiness and fun
to a child getting bigger
life and school
seem to be getting bitter
to a child growing up
life and love
seem to be getting mixed up
to a child fully grown
life is about
making choices on your own
to a child with a child
life is about
making sure there life isn't wild
to a child getting old
life is about
keeping your family out of the cold
to a child old and grey
life is about
remembering the past things you used to say
to a child dead and gone
life was about
your one lifesong
poem by No Reason To Care
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Child Woman, Woman Child
Orbison/dees
Coo coo, thats you, wonder why I love you, you do voodoo, thunder clouds above you
Crazy, kooky, lazy spooky, oh what a clown, always around
And I have found youre a woman. child woman. woman child
Long legged woman when I see you walking you look good
Hey little woman when I hear you talking you sound good
Child woman, woman child youre driving me wild child woman woman child
Youre into my mind then youre out of my mind child woman
You wind and unwind my mind, time after time child woman ooh child woman, yeah child woman
Flying uptight, dont know where youre going, trying your kite when the wind is blowing
Funny lady, sunny, shady off to the fair, sun in your hair
Oh, youre aware youre a woman child woman, woman child
Strong minded woman when you start groovin you look fine
My kind of woman when you start movin you look fine
Child woman, woman child youre driving me wild child woman woman child
I dont see you there, I see you everywhere child woman
I dont even care -yes, I really do care child woman, ooh child woman,
Hey child woman child woman, woman child
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Miracle
A Child was born
What happiness!
Mother too tired
Still in pain
But what's that? ! Hey!
Child in good health!
That is the Miracle!
Nothing of shame..
Beautiful Angel
First breast feeding
First glance, first smile
Frst call, first step!
All these are blessing
Memories that warms
Even the coldest heart
Lights any face!
That are the Miracles!
Nothing of shame..
But what about
Hardest times
When Child is
Sick and doesnt eat
Soo many worries:
Guess the cry
Is Child in danger?
Hurt? ..How? ..Why?
Your heart jumps out..
But when the child's
Getting safe, all right
That's Happiness! !
Nothing of shame..
Years past by
I'm afraid
The Child has gone
You find yourself alone
Can't, but remember
Everyday and smile of
Past Miracles!
Nothing of shame..
Worries still there
But not the same
Now find yourself
asking and wondering
Is the Big Child ok,
not hungry! ?
Does Child's heart happy?
Loved, it doesn't
Cry of hurt?
You'll never stop to worry
That's a fact
But miracles has gone
Remains the Fear
And the feeling Lone
No more miracles left
No moore..Is it or
Not a shame? ! ..
Now! Start to live
Live for self
Go on! Come
See miracles
again, this time
Done for nobody but you!
Say it:
Miracles for me!
See? !
That's nothing of shame..
Be Brave Go On,
Couse in the end
Your soul
Has always been
It is
And forever be
alone..
This earth this time
This world
Will never let you get
or find own soul fate..
No miracle left
No one to blame
Start to do one
By self, for nobody
But you
That Miracle too
Should not be
of any
Shame...
For me, anything can be a miracle, as long as brings a smile(*_*) lol
poem by Elena Sandu
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Child
Child,
God knows
how much I love you.
Child,
I may not be
the kind of mother
that you want,
I may not have given you
the kind of life
that you want,
but I'm your mother
and no one can change that.
Child,
you are so dear to me,
and all through my life
I wish nothing
but your happiness.
Child,
forgive this mother
for not having the strength
to protect you from sadness
of being apart
from your loved one.
But child,
I am more sad
when you cry for a man
whom I think
not worthy of you.
So child,
please bear the pain
because I believe
that somewhere
there is someone
worthy of your love.
Child,
trust me
you will find that man,
if you just set yourself free
from your wrong love.
Child,
I'm your mother...
I have raised you,
and I know
what is best for you.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Bible Verse
I asked the child why did she curse
Her answer was, she knew not a Bible verse
She never went to church or knew how to say a prayer
So all that she knew, was how to curse and swear,
I was told that her mother had taught her well
But never taught her about heaven or even hell
And all that she knew is from what she had read
While listening to the words that her mother had said.
I asked the child why did she lie
Her response to me, it is better than to cry
As things got bad and then they turned worse
That's all that she knew, and she knew not a Bible verse,
Her mother had told her the things not to do
But then they differed from other's points of view
And all the child knew was from what she had seen
As she watched her mother, which was unforeseen.
I asked the child why did she steal
Taking from others for a terrible ordeal
She answered me, as she placed the goods in her purse
'It is the way that I am', and I know not of a Bible verse
Someday soon I will probably smoke and drink
Spoke the child to me as she began to think
But then am I not the girl that my mother did raise
And every day to my mother, I give her praise.
I asked the child why did she fight
She then said to me, it's better than being polite
Her mother's honor again she had to defend
And fighting is all that she could comprehend
So the child then wiped the pain off of her face
As she slowly walked away in sadness and disgrace
The last thing she said to me as we did converse
She said, I truly wish that I knew a Bible verse.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Runaway Child
Runaway Child, don’t have to take it anymore
Runaway Child, just walk out of that door
Runaway Child, no more chances to take
Runaway Child, it’s your choice to make
Runaway Child, aren’t you sick and tired of the pain
Runaway Child, here there’s nothing to gain
Runaway Child, you get treated like dirt
Runaway Child, get away from the hurt
Runaway Child, here it’s no use
Runaway Child, get away from the abuse
Runaway Child, you don’t have 9 lives
Runaway Child, take that step or dive
Runaway Child, why are you still there
Runaway Child, how much pain can you bear
Runaway Child, you don’t have to say goodbye
Runaway Child, say goodbye, when they DIE!
poem by Patrick Harris
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