Lady Chatterley's Mother
I often worried about my daughter
And what the people at school had taught her,
It's not that she's a wayward child
But had her innocence been defiled?
She needed love and a lot of affection
But did I point her in the right direction?
I hope she won't turn out a disgrace
And that she'll always remember her place
As a special example to society -
Heaven preserve her from notoriety! !
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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I Rememer, .
I Remember, ..
I Remember, seeing cops take you away.
I Remember, it was just the 3 of us.
I Remember, going to see you.
I Remember, talking to you ALL the time.
I Remember, telling you ' I love you.'
I Remember saying, ' Daddy, i miss you.'
I Remember, when you packed your bags.
I Remember you, holding your new born child.
I Remember, when you left me.
I Remember when, i told you i hated you.
I Remember, when i met HIM.
I Remember, when HE called me HIS daughter.
I Remember, HE took your place.
I Remember when, I told HIM ' Dad, i love you.'
I Remember now, im not YOUR daughter, ..
IM HIS.
poem by Bree Chase
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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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To A Special Person
I sometimes wonder if you realise
How special you are, in my eyes?
Or if you have even the slightest clue
That my affections for you, are really true?
To my life, you add some much needed light.
You believe that my future could be so bright.
When I am with you, I can't help but smile;
It makes me feel happy, if only for a while.
To other people, you often sing my praise.
You can brighten up even the darkest days.
You always champion all that I achieve;
In my efforts, you always seem to believe.
I love your motherly attention and affection.
You always point me in the right direction.
Being by your side is always so much fun.
In my eyes, you're just like a second mum.
Time spent with you, is always a pleasure;
There are many moments that I will treasure.
Me, you always do your very best to include.
When we meet, you're in such a happy mood.
To me, you are always so extremely sweet.
Being in your company just cannot be beat.
To spend time with you, I travel so very far;
I wonder if you know just how special you are?
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Heaven's Only Door
There is far too much presumption, concerning the time we pass away,
For so many fail to open The Word of God to see what He has to say.
For all men are destined once to die, and then must face judgment,
But many people die not knowing what's ahead, not even a tiny hint.
For some people are taught by others that everyone goes to Heaven,
But remember Jesus warned us to watch out for the Pharisee's leaven.
Many others turn away when you talk about Hell's Eternal Punishment,
They say He's a loving God and to such a place no one would be sent.
Another idea taught by many is that all roads will lead to the Lord,
This is taught by men who don't understand and The Bible is ignored.
Some believe they will enter Heaven when they see the life they had,
Resting in an empty hope, that their good will out weigh their bad.
There are also those who acknowledge God and know that He is Pure,
But comparing their self to Him they think they're in Hell for sure.
And some people don't believe in God or even in a life after death,
And believe they rot just like animals after their very last breath.
There is a Heaven to gain and a Hell to shun, this you can be sure,
Dear friend forget about all the views above and listen to The Lord.
He died on Calvary's Cross-for the entire world and you can be sure,
And Christ is the way, the truth, the life, and Heaven's Only Door.
(Copyright © 07/2002)
Child Of Babylon
(coverdale/marsden)
When I heard the sound of thunder
On the day that I was born,
I was blinded by the lighting
An baptised in the storm
My father started crying
When he saw what he had done,
But, my mother started praying
Have mercy on my son,
He is a child of babylon
I am a child of babylon,
Lord have mercy on a wayward son
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
I am a child,
A child of babylon
When Ive fooled around so many times
When Ive known it aint been right,
But, I paint it all in colours
When it really should be black and white
I sail my ship through muddy waters,
Try to open every door,
When I saw the seven wonders
It left me wanting more
I am a child of babylon,
Lord have mercy on a wayward son
Nowhere to hide, got no place to run
I am a child,
A child of babylon
On my day of judgement
I know how it will be,
Im prepared to meet my maker
With no hope for charity
Ill stand alone and pay the price
For everything Ive done,
cos there aint guardian angel
For a child of babylon
I am a child,
A child of babylon
I am a child of babylon,
Lord have mercy on a wayward son
Nowhere to hide, got no place to run
I am a child,
A child of babylon
Child of babylon
song performed by by Whitesnake
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O The Pressures Of School
O the pressures of school
It is so heavy I feel like a mule
Slave everyday
I do not want to stay
O the pressures of school
The teachers know everything
And we know nothing
Choosing is not a choice
We are taught to be successful from people who are not
Just wish to be and wish us to be
But they know most of us will fail
Because we will bail
And live in jail
So we can tell our tale
Of how badly we wanted to prevail
But the pressures of school were too great
I don’t think they remember what its like to be in high school
Don’t they remember the pressures from their teachers to be better?
From there students to do drugs and smoke?
To choose to do shit that makes pressures go away but bring some different pressures?
At least we have a choice to do that shit
I think that’s where kids get caught
Choice, freedom, rebel…
Sweet sounds for a teenager worth the price
We hold the dice when it comes to these decisions
Finally we can control something
We are our own bosses
Yes we may loose
But lucky seven
Will take us to heaven
It is not easy finishing school
We are also just starting our complicated lives
Yes we need some guidance
But we don’t need to be on a choke hold
We don’t want to do what we’re told
We have pressures from society
From our family
From the academy
Hell we even have pressures from the TV!
Yet they still don’t see the large burden they put on our shoulders
They think, ‘what can some more pressure do?
Besides this pressure is good for you.’
All I want to do is write poetry
It is my drug
So I don’t have the pressures of taking drugs
It is my addiction
So I don’t need any smokes
It is in my family
So I don’t need pressures from my family
It is even my TV
So I don’t need a TV
So I can tell myself how I am supposed to look and how I am supposed to live my life
It is all I want from school
I know my English and I know how I feel
So I don’t need the pressures of school
All you need to be a poet
Is to turn your feelings into words
You don’t have to be successful
As long as it feeds you’re own pressures rather than the pressures of society
Yet O the pressures of school are so great
I cannot escape
Until their pressures are obliterate
poem by Fidelis Patronus
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This crazy country
I’m in this crazy country
If I could leave I would go tomorrow never to return
Oh Allah how can I go
From this crazy country
When I do what I do for the sake of Allah
My 1st Daughter
The strong & the brave
She was physically & emotionally abused
Some years ago
Taken from me brought up by another
No one knows why
But
Daughter no.2
She was allowed to stay
To be abused
Physically, emotionally & attempted sexually
With emotional problems
No fear of danger
Her father still free
To abuse another
1son & twin daughters the pain still goes on
He is still free
As free as can be
Daughter no 2 went to a special school
She learned to survive
Not wanting to become a woman
She was ready to come home
Her room was made nice
The sisters helped to decorate
Ready for her return
You made new friends
In your white community
They told you that you are British
Me myself I’m not proud to be half British
I’m ashamed you see at what they do to my family
I am a Muslim from Islam
That’s what maters to me
What happened to what I taught you to believe.
You come from a multi-cultural family
You decided to stay
Not come home how can this be
My child needs her mom
I’m told the law gives her the right to choose in this country
So you god fearing mom’s beware when your child goes to school
In this crazy country
As children suffer & even die
There parents free
Free as can be
Then there is my son child no.3
Taken from me
He is with his father you see
In this crazy country
My son runs to be with me
Now he needs therapy
Just for wanting me
I am a God fearing mom doing all I can for my family
In this crazy country
As I see with my eyes
Hear with my ears
What you do to my Brothers & Sisters in this country
I want to leave & go some place where I can be free
As free as can be
To give my all to people who need me
Oh Allah how can I leave this crazy country
When I do what I do for the sake of Allah
To be there for my family
People try to bring me down for I’m a God fearing mom
Before I go
Leave this crazy country
Remember this
You might be free as free as can be
In this crazy country
But when judgment day comes
Who will be free
As free as can be
Will it be you
Or will it be me?
poem by mariam khan Farah Abdulahi
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My Special Someone
You are my special someone
All I will ever need
I know I'd be lost without you
I hope you'd be lost without me
I've searched alone
But your the only one
You're what I want
When things are said and done
I guess I only needed
Someone who was just like you
Someone who'd be
My special someone too
I stumbled down love's main highway
But not without takin' some falls
I've seen my illusions fly away
Until I had none left at all
And then you rescued
What was left of me
What maybe some would call a fantasy
But me, I'd have to say it only proves
How strange love moves
I need to be your special someone too
'Cause what I needed most
Is what she gave to me
And where she lays her head
Is where I want to be
There's something wrong with losing
What we finally found
Now when I've lost my way
I've got my special someone round
And when she needed love
She found it here with me
Now where I lay my head
Is where she wants to be
I've got a secret but it's one
That's hard to keep
I want to tell the world
That special someone is my girl
That special someone is my girl
She wants to be my special someone too
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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I Remember Love
I dont remember being alone.
I dont remember playing in the rain.
I dont remember going to school, but i remember love,
yes i remember love.
I dont remember singing the blues.
I dont remember cuting school, but i remember love,
yes, i remember love.
yes i remember love, she has a beatifull face,
i remember love, she kept me warm and safe,
yes i remember her love, it was all i needed,
and it became, my food, my wine, and my faith.
poem by David Gerardino
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A Different Direction
Once I was asked for just some affection
to lay down beside just to hold and comfort
I said no it was a pretense to get me to let go
Then I was asked didn't I ever want just affection
I said no I wanted love and love was in another direction
your expression of pain and sorrow hurt as you softly said
and what of tomorrow
I walked away glade to get away
and never thought about tomorrow
until today for today is that tomorrow
and oh how just a little affection now
would take away so much sorrow
So now in my pain as I long for affection
I remember when I chose a different direction.
poem by Steven Sabathie
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Child Abuse
You're still young and innocent and mild
After all you're still only a child
You have parents, that are supposed to protect you
But often they don't, more than they do
Some fathers love their kids more than anything
But there are bad ones, that disgrace they will bring
You dread the night, when you go to bed
That he will come in, say things that shouldn't be said
They will sneak around when no one else is home
They can't hurt you if they can't catch you alone
They will say you can't tell what they did to you
They will tell you lies that just aren't true
You get so you can't stand his filthy touch
They say they do this because they love you so much
You want his love and so afraid to tell
Love him so much, don't want him in jail
You feel so hopeless and so very sad
Can't remember a time, that he made you glad
If your mother doesn't believe you, continue to tell
You need to do something, scream or yell
This is a poem, that's hard to hear
You don't deserve the pain and all the fear
Some people have children, they don't derserve
Our children's rights, we have to preserve
You can go to school and tell your teacher
If that doesn't work go and tell your preacher!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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Daughter Of Darkness
Woman, I can remember a woman
Warm were her kisses and tender was she lying there in my arms
Why
Why, did you deceive me so?
What devil inside made you go when I needed you most of all-ll
Oh daughter of darkness
Stay out of my life, my life
You took my heart and broke it apart, you daughter of darkness
Daughter of darkness
Please, leave me alone forever
Daughter of darkness, gone is the love that we shared together
Heaven, we had our own kind of heaven
Sharing together the magic of love in a world of our own
Then oh so suddenly you were gone
The love I depended upon disappeared when you werent away-ay
Oh daughter of darkness
Stay out of my life, my life
You took my heart and broke it apart, you daughter of darkness
Daughter of darkness
Please, leave me alone forever
Oh devil daughter of darkness, gone is the love that we shared together
Oh daughter of darkness
Stay out of my life, my life
You took my heart and broke it apart, you daughter of darkness
Oh daughter of darkness
Stay out of my life, my life
You took my heart and broke it apart, you daughter of darkness
Daughter of darkness
Please, leave me alone forever
Oh devil daughter of darkness, gone is the love that we shared together
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song performed by by Tom Jones
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Real Definition
I didn't actually know
Its impact on human being and absolutely 'no'
It did not occur to me
As I was provided shed by tree
As child I was reared by parent
With absolute kindness and no love was absent
What does the child may not in real terms?
Until forced to under go separation in turn?
I thought and rethought over issue
It needed close look and review
I had taken it very lightly
But someone has said it very rightly
'Love can be learnt from three persons'
They have special position with all reasons
Mother, daughter and sister at the center of position
Children may be beneficiary with beautiful addition
As mother she has every reason to be satisfied
As no such relation requires to be falsified
Love from daughter is unselfish and oriented
Such love can't be compared or equated
Sister as usual has kind attitude
Towards parents and brothers with gratitude
As she has been provided safe cover
Her love for everybody will never be over
What can be real definition?
In fact nobody may have little suspicion
It is felt by inner awareness
The happiness rushes straightway on face
Fortunate are all those people who have got
They are blessed too as they never sought
Think of all those who have remained unlucky
Yet love is same for all whether lucky or unlucky
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Child of Innocence
It was but a glance of hope
that I saw in her eyes
About winds on the meadows
and birds in the heights
A ticklish dream of spring
awaited for long amid the lies
O Child of pure innocence
run before the run of times
In the darkness lies there
this heart of guilt and sorrow
Grown up over the agonies
and veins tight and narrow
Mercifulness is so a blessing
but what left of it to follow?
O Child of pure innocence
nap, and yet there is tomorrow
Blabber not O my little
life blabbered enough for me
When your turn comes
surely there is something to be
Like a glancing star above
shine and let everyone see
O Child of pure innocence
what innocence shall it be?
poem by Taher Shemaly
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Irving's Botany
He was a teacher,
but, I wonder if he taught me,
or I learned, against my will,
what he intended?
Make no mistake - - -
I learned some things from him,
even some of what he meant,
but, not enough to make him,
ever feel fulfilled, I think.
He was a teacher,
but, more of a professor,
professing attitudes at school kids,
that most of us weren't ready for quite yet.
All that being said,
I learned some real things,
weather I intended to, or not...
I still got taught!
... NOW... That's a teacher!
Maybe it was pounded into,
my somewhat solid head,
- - - but, the fact that some got in there,
is a testament to him.
The education system does presume,
that everyone progresses as predicted,
... according to a schedule,
that everyone pretends to...
... but, no one understands.
That is a great idea for cutting cookies,
Henry Ford adapted that so brilliantly,
when it came to building cars,
- - - But, when it comes to building people,
- - - it is a terrible idea!
A mother's soon forgotten pain,
along with loving efforts,
winds up with vague disdain,
in a teenage child's garden,
where unremembered lessons,
turn into major league rebellion,
for reasons that nobody understands,
... or ever wants to now remember,
of themselves when they recall,
when they were youngsters lost in hormones!
Still somehow, lack of wisdom,
makes them wag the index finger,
at their progeny...
with predictable results.
The only hope is that some teacher,
somewhere along the way,
casts the proper fertilizer,
and causes your wayward seed,
to be a bloom in the bright sunshine,
in the garden of humanity.
poem by Barry Van Allen
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A Special Grandfather-Remembered
I yearn to return
To a place and man, I so well, remember
This special place, with greener fields
On a vivacious summer morn'
Excites all my senses
My granfathers tractor
His growling, Bergermeister brow
A special 4th of July, sunny, eighty degree day
I always recall this moment as a child
A special place, when I was young and wild
My grandfather, never, uttered a sensible sound
He never spoke the English language
He was short, stocky and toughness was his trademark
Where GOD lives
He was always around
Rang the church bells at GODS' house
Yanking a twenty foot rope
Heard through out the little town
Giving sinners a little more hope
Church picnics aren't the same
As a matter of fact, quite lame
So I make a toast
To his Holy Ghost
If it is a good heart
That gets you to heaven
My grandfather, had the most
poem by Matt Mondschein
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The Innocence of Infancy
With gentle words and gracious look,
The loving Saviour spoke and smiled;
When in His welcoming arms He took
A happy child, and blessed the child.
For childhood's earliest day begins
In the bright heaven of innocence,
Ere wand'ring thoughts or tempting sins
Seduce its erring footsteps thence.
Would that, as following years roll on,
Life's infant brightness might endure,
And leave us, when those years are gone,
Pure, as a happy child is pure!
O God! who veil'st the future o'er,
Through whose thick darkness none can see,
Protect, preserve, redeem, restore
The innocence of infancy.
poem by John Bowring
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Trying So Hard To Forget
Written by peter green and adams.
You know life can be so sad
Sometimes you just sit right down and cry
You know life can be so sad
Sometimes you just sit right down, and you cry
Sometime your luck it gets so bad
Maybe youd be better off if you should die
Yes Ive tried so hard not to remember
And people Ive tried so hard to forget
Ive tried so hard not to remember
And people Ive tried so hard to forget
But I cant stop my mind wandering
Back to the days I was just a down trodden kid
Some folks have such a good life
You know they just get on that big train, and you ride
You know some folks have such a good life
They just get on that big train, and you ride
I would spend most of my days
Running and hiding from the world outside
If I ever get to heaven
You know, that sure would ease my worried mind
Yes, if I ever get to heaven
That sure would ease my worried life
You know when I find that place in the sky
People Im gonna leave this old world behind
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Not Such A Bad Boy
I laughed at the teachers who taught in my school
They kept one arm bandits in the swimming pool
They dont understand me but they never will
And if was there Id be telling them still
Im not such a bad boy no more, no more, no more
Im not such a bad boy no more, no more, no more
I followed the leader into her tent
But nobody told me that she owed some rent
She wanted to love me, I wanted to go
But she taught me things that I needed to know
Im not such a bad boy no more, no more, no more
Im not such a bad boy no more, no more, no more
Im not such a bad boy no more, no more, no more
Im not such a bad boy no more, no more, no more
She wanted to love me, I wanted to go
Well she taught me things that I needed to know
Im not such a bad boy no more, no more, no more
Im not such a bad boy no more, no more, no more
I talked to my lawer, he picked up my bail
Wont someone get me out of this lousy jail
Were both in agreement that grime never pays
And I should be out in a couple of days
Im not such a bad boy no more, no more, no more
Im not such a bad boy no more, no more, no more
Im not such a bad boy no more, no more, no more
Im not such a bad boy no more, no more, no more
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Mothers And Their Daughters
they struck him down hard early in life
he slaps me around plenty
i cannot leave
my daughter never cries
to feed my daughter
i will take on the whole lot of you
the young men howl
i am a mother in time of famine
my daughter dying at my breast
my husband wants a son
my first child a love child a daughter
a wedding to make it right
a family joke to keep me honest
they have a one child policy here
he took my first child my daughter
sold her to the americans
as a child they mutilated me
for fear i might become the woman i am
they will never get to my daughter
I am told to hate my burqa
it keeps my secret from him
my daughter will wear the burqa
poem by Paul Bamberger
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