Explorations: XV
When destiny draws
Its swords from
All possible directions
Where can one seek
A shelter to shield?
A refuge of solace?
Defenceless
Vulnerable
We stand
At the centre
Hand in hand...
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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How Vulnerable And Defenceless Man Is
How vulnerable and defenceless man is
on the ways that we daily go,
so curtailed to the border of his body and soul
always busy with the details
that is beaconing his way in life.
How vulnerable and defenceless man is
far too easily hurt by his fellow-man
like a flower that far too easily whither and perishes,
so curtailed to the border of his body and soul
in the short scope of the earthly life
days and nights continue on and on.
How vulnerable and defenceless man is
too sentimental for every unfulfilled wish,
sometimes irresolute about the choices that lie before him,
so curtailed to the border of his body and soul
too easily wounded when somebody curses him
if he has got to take notice;
how vulnerable and defenceless man is
so curtailed to the border of his body and soul.
poem by Gert Strydom
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My Other Hand...
the black man's hand,
the poor man's hand.
the Muslim hand, the Jewish hand...
the gay man's hand,
the working man's hand,
the ex-convict's hand,
the farmer's hand, the garbage man's hand...
the Christian's hand, the atheist's hand,
the father's hand, the soldier's hand,
the peacemaker's hand,
the healer's hand, the teacher's hand,
the prodigal's hand, even the murderer's hand...
the victim's hand, the broken hand,
the praying hand, the touching hand...
all, when extended,
feel like my other hand!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Move home move dust
Go - no shelter will ever deny
Go - no word will ever define
Those who have no home
Away – no hand will wave goodbye
Away – each land is good enough to die
Hide- no hide can bear a naked skin
Hide – the first day to the last is kin
Shield – no word will shield the screams on edge
Shield – no road will cover your silent pledge
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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My Hand Remains...
i have walked with you..
this lonesome road.
over the hills and
through the valleys deep.
across the plains,
from night unto day.
through storms, harsh winds,
and unforgiving rain....
my hand remains in yours!
we have sought shelter
by the way, underneath the trees.
built small fires, and huddled,
exchanging the words of the soul.
from season unto season,
as the bark grew grey...
my hand remains in yours!
and if there be God,
was this so ordained?
the rise and fall of empires,
the rise and fall of your breasts.
though casualities many,
loss drawn in chalk...
my hand remains in yours!
call it love, or war,
fertility, or desire.
the burning of the cross,
the jeers of the crowd.
or the lonesome caw
of the crows undead...
my hand remains in yours!
and soon we come
to the final fork...
time burned down longing,
to ashe and soot.
and bodies worn,
seek the bed of earth.
but if yours continues,
my soul will follow,
destiny, and pledge...
my hand remains in yours!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Hand-Me-Down!
got my hand-me-down boots,
and my hand-me-down jeans.
my broke down hand-me-down hat,
doing hand-me-down things.
my hand-me-down fire,
and my hand-me-down pot.
take a hand-me-down chair,
i'll share what i've got.
got some hand-me-down thoughts,
a couple of hand-me-down songs.
i've got a hand-me-down heart
that wont leave you alone.
we'll talk about hand-me-down freedom,
and hand-me-down truth....
in this hand-me-down world,
it's just me and you!
in this hand-me-down world....
paying hand-me-down dues!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Warrior's Cry
Hand me a sharpened blade, brother,
Lend me your golden shield.
Follow me now into the fight,
Our fate is not yet sealed!
Stand! Stand by my side, brother,
This day as warriors true.
Stand! Back to back my brother,
We fight, us lucky few!
We shall not die today, brother,
We shall not lose this fight.
Our battle cries, like lions' roars,
Shout courage over might!
Hand me a sharpened blade, brother,
Lend me your golden shield.
We fight! We fight today, brother!
We take the bloody field!
poem by Charles Wiles
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My Delirious Veracity
I look right and see nothing left,
I look left and see nothing right,
Behold, my delirious veracity
Look beyond the mountains,
Do you see the clouds i see,
A storm is approaching,
Should we fight for survival?
Or shall we face death head on?
My delirious veracity
I see a flood, can you?
I see the waves coming,
There is nowhere to run,
For the place of refuge you destroyed,
This prison was a shelter
Face your fate almost lover
My delirious veracity
I built a tower of strength,
A spirit level in my right hand,
A hammer in your left hand,
You invited demise,
The fashion of your own hands
My delirious veracity
I trust you but you dont trust yourself
You destroyed our future,
The art of our destiny,
Behold, im delirium
Loving you was veracity,
My delirious veracity
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Lord Hold My Hand
Precious Lord, take my hand,
Lead me on, let me stand,
I am tired, I am weak, I am worn;
Through the storm, through the night,
Lead me on to the light:
Refrain
Take my hand, precious Lord,
Lead me home.
When my way grows drear,
Precious Lord, linger near,
When my life is almost gone,
Hear my cry, hear my call,
Hold my hand lest I fall:
Refrain
When the darkness appears
And the night draws near,
And the day is past and gone,
At the river I stand,
Guide my feet, hold my hand:
Refrain
song performed by by Dolly Parton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Virtue Vs Evil
Wherever you are wherever you go
I will go with you hand in hand
A faltered state of agony and lust
I will go with you hand in hand
Vying for the amelioration of offspring
I will go with you hand in hand
Injecting an age-long flight from right
I will go with you hand in hand
The endearment of wealth and spendthrift
I will go with you hand in hand
Wherever is the wretched face of human lure
I will go with you hand in hand
The pitfall of human lot has waged a spiritual war
I will go with you hand in hand
poem by Hafiz Qasim
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Take My Hand, Precious Lord
(words & music by thomas a. dorsey)
Precious lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
Im tired, Im weak, Im lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
When my way grows drear precious lord linger near
When my light is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call
Hold my hand lest I fall
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
When the darkness appears and the night draws near
And the day is past and gone
At the river I stand
Guide my feet, hold my hand
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
Precious lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
Im tired, Im weak, Im lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hide 'n' Seek
I went to this room
That room,
Bathroom,
Bedroom,
Drawing room.
No room did I
Leave empty -
To hide from thee.
But no matter
Where I went -
You followed me
Persecuted me
Sought me…
Like a stranger
Seeks a shelter
In an unknown
Place.
Pain, you always
Seek refuge in me.
In this hide ‘n’ seek
Game that I’ve always
Played with thee, so many
Times….every time,
You emerge the winner
Vanquishing me with
Your perennial glory.
I salute thee,
O Pain.
You are invincible.
I’m all yours…
Raping me is your
Destiny and I, the
Victim of your
Excruciating agony.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Sonnet: On Destiny
No man need fear his Destiny's bad course,
When challenges, he meets resolutely;
Defying it and hitting hard with force;
with prudent action, that is done timely.
Who cares about destiny's monstrous face,
If man can take refuge in God's Love-shield?
Why worry of Destiny's losing case,
When God gives grace and much wisdom to field.
You must refuse defeat in many things;
Just labour hard towards success by heart;
Yet, patiently take whatever life brings;
The Creator will surely do his part.
No Destiny threatens a Lion-heart;
Nor earthly wealth to Heaven do we cart.
poem by John Celes
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Psalms in Poetry - Chapter 91
1 The one who dwells in shelter of Most High
will rest in shadow of Almighty God.
2 I’ll tell the Lord, 'He’s my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust.'
3 And He will save you from the fowler's snare
and from the deadly pestilence.
4 He’ll cover you with His feathers;
Under His wings, you’ll find refuge;
His faithfulness will be your shield, rampart.
5 You will not fear the terror of the night,
nor arrow flying during day,
6 Nor pestilence that stalks in dark,
nor plague that destroys at midday.
7 Though thousand fall at your side, still
and ten thousand at your right hand,
but it will not come nearer you.
8 You’ll only see with your own eyes,
the punishment of those wicked.
9 You make the Most High your dwelling—
even the Lord, who’s my refuge-
10 No harm will come upon you then;
no disaster comes near your tent.
11 For, He’ll command His angels all
to guard you well in all your ways;
12 They’ll lift you up in their strong hands,
so that your foot strikes not a stone.
13 You’ll tread on lion and cobra;
you’ll trample lion and serpent.
14 'Because he loves Me, ' says the Lord,
'I’ll rescue him; I’ll protect him,
For, he acknowledges My name.
15 He’ll call upon Me, and I’ll answer him;
I’ll be with him in all troubles,
I’ll deliver and honor him.
16 With long a life, will I satisfy him
and show to him my salvation.'
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-13-2009
poem by John Celes
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Take My Hand Precious Lord
Precious lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
Im tired, Im weak, Im lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
When my way grows drear precious lord linger near
When my light is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call
Hold my hand lest I fall
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
When the darkness appears and the night draws near
And the day is past and gone
At the river I stand
Guide my feet, hold my hand
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
Precious lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
Im tired, Im weak, Im lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious lord, lead me home
song performed by by Nina Simone
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Law
How many times did you call me
And I knew it was late
I left everybody
But I never went straight
I dont claim to be guilty
But I do understand
Theres a law, theres an arm, theres a hand
Theres a law, theres an arm, theres a hand
Now my hearts like a blister
From doing what I do
If the moon has a sister
Its got to be you
Im going to miss you forever
Tho its not what I planned
Theres a law, theres an arm, theres a hand
Theres a law, theres an arm, theres a hand
Now the deal has been dirty
Since dirty began
Im not asking for mercy
Not from the man
You just dont ask for mercy
While youre still on the stand
Theres a law, theres an arm, theres a hand
Theres a law, theres an arm, theres a hand
I dont claim to be guilty
Guiltys too grand
Theres a law, theres an arm, theres a hand
Theres a law, theres an arm, theres a hand
Thats all I can say, baby
Thats all I can say
It wasnt for nothing
That they put me away
I fell with my angel
Down the chain of command
Theres a law, theres an arm, theres a hand
Theres a law, theres an arm, theres a hand
Theres a law, theres an arm, theres a hand
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Hand
only the human hand,
the caring hand,
the hand covered in blood
and filth, the hand swollen
bruised, and beaten...
the open hand,
not a fist anymore hand,
not afraid to let go hand,
never letting go hand...
feed the baby, plow the field hand,
stroke the face of
the old woman dying hand...
light the fires, sweep the floors hand...
the praying hand, the picking hand,
the paint the soul hand...
only the human hand
can touch with the heart of God!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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In Gratitude To My Destiny
had always toyed with
this idea we call destiny
is it some pre-programmed stuff?
is it scripted by me?
i could never decide
whenever i felt myself
an agent of some force
i became a mere toy
in the hands of destiny that
turned me into a spectator and
whenever the agent took back seat
i became the proud architect
of my destiny struttering around in glory
but
...still at times
when i no longer had
the nerve to take
just another wink
i wondered what it would be
if you were with me
and it's at these moments
i clearly see the invisible hand of
destiny waving her hand in victory
and giving me a wry smile at
my utter helplessness
this is how destiny
has charted its course
for me in this life...
is what i would tell myself
unwillingly, though...
no longer in youthful arrogance
i now see
what i'm is
what my destiny
doled out to me
in all its benevolence...
27sep2009
11.18hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Hand I Offer
the hand i offer,
the hand of peace.
the caring hand,
the giving hand,
the get dirty hand,
the pull you up hand,
the work with you hand,
walk beside you hand,
the companion hand,
the communion hand....
the hand i offer,
....without conditions!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Into the darkness of His hand
In the deepest valley and the darkest night
There is a hand that holds my hand
And like a child I know not my way
All I know is with whom I stand
There seems to be no way ahead
And the road before me is crumbling
My hand is in my Fathers hand
It is all that keeps me from stumbling
You dare not look to you left or right
For it falls away to the dark abyss
And the path it seems to have come to an end
Yet my hand is held tightly in His
Just when I need my senses the most
And I must not be taken by surprise
I feel my hand in my Fathers hand
And He says ' my son, close your eyes.'
And my head screams out ' you'll fall and die, '
Yet my heart feels my hand in His hand
And the Lord says ' trust in me,
Shut you eyes and together we'll stand'
And so fear and doubt gave way to trust
I closed my eyes and held His hand tight
He led me through the deepest valley
He led me through the darkest night
poem by Frank McEleny
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In Gratitude to My Destiny
had always toyed with
this idea we call destiny
is it some pre-programmed stuff?
is it scripted by me?
i could never decide
whenever i felt myself
an agent of some force
i became a mere toy
in the hands of destiny that
turned me into a mere spectator and
whenever the agent took back seat
i became a proud architect
of my destiny struttering around in glory
but
...still at times
when i no longer have
the nerve to take
just another wink
i wonder what it would be
if you were with me
and at times as these
i see the invisible hand of destiny
waving her hand in victory and
giving me a wry smile at
my utter helplessness
this is how destiny
has charted its course
for me in this life...
is what i tell myself unwillingly, though...
no longer in youthful arrogance
i now see
what i'm is
what my destiny
doled out to me
in all its benevolence.
poem by Redscar McOdindo K'Oyuga
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