God comes to each of Us in different ways
God is everywhere
if he has come to you
and you have found him
in your Padi field
Let him be your Padi God
praying to him day and night
for a rich harvest
if he has come to you
and you have found him in the Kitchen
Let him be your Kitchen God
praying to him day and night
to keep the table filled with Food
if he has come to you
as a God of War
let him be your War God
praying to him day and night
to keep your country safe
dont fight over these gods
for they are one and the same God
who has come to you to fulfil your needs
and if you are too confused by
all these gods just pray to
the one and almighty God everybody
has given a different name
so that he can monitor all your needs
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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One God shining in a miillion ways
they say god is one
and he is everywhere
he found him in his kitchen
and calls him his Kitchen God
praying to him night and day
for enough food on his table
some found him in the field
and call him their rice god
praying to him every season
to be blessed with food for the family
some women found him at the door
and call him their door god
praying to him each morning
for safety of the house
some found him in the mountain
and call him the mountain god
praying to him day and night
to bless their ancestors' spirits
they think dwell with Him there
another found him at sea
and call him the sea god
praying to him day and night
so that he could catch enough
of fishes to make his day
each of us looks and finds god
in some ways, calling him
our own god, in our own way
- the god that answers every
earnest call for his blessings
at the door, in the field, at sea
.....everywhere....
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Praying To A New God
(feldman / chandler / hues)
What got into you got into me too
What came over you is coming over me
Feel like Ive had enough of all the old stuff
I saw the writing on the wall on my t.v.
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Theyre saying the devils got a new job
Start praying to a new--
A lot of babel came down the cable
Everybody can be famous for a day
From shore to shore
A big department store
Is all thats left of the american way
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying what are you afraid of
Start praying to a new--
Theres a big world
In the street outside
In their uniform of pride
And theyve all come
To see a star from the east
Is he man or beast?
Decide
Feel like Im crucified, still Im not satisfied
The second coming is coming anyway
I hear them pray for more on every dance floor
I hear the word go out across the milky way
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Success and moneys what hes made of
Start praying to a new--
Start praying, praying on the freeway
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying, praying on the airwaves
Start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying at the back door
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying, praying on the dance floor
Start praying to a new god
song performed by by Wang Chung
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A Story of sparrow and dimple
A group of sparrow
Waft /glide fly on
The yellow padi outspread
Like ronggeng dancer who
Fling her yellows shawl/scarf/muffler
A girl walking
Among the padi tree, her lips
Smile with dimple
On her cheek
She never tired seed
Of her hope
Since her father cultivate the land
With her mother she prepare
Food
Mow plant
Till bear fruit
A group of sparrow
Waft glide on
The yellow padi outspread
While a group of girl
Yell and catchy the field fiend
Frighten away of sparrow group
Who will rip their hope?
A group of sparrow
Fly to find their food
The yellow padi field
On the field had no inmate
In the hectares ocean of ooze
A group of sparrow
Fly with no hope
Is looking the yellow padi field
Who never found it everywhere?
Because there is no life
Just ooze everywhere
The girls muse over
With no hope
In the rice field
That no sparrow flies
On that field
That cannot frighten away
Of her distress
Because there is no life
Only ooze
Ooze
No live
poem by Prasetya Utama
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You're Praying
every time you stop to help
someone stuck on the side
of the road... you're praying.
every time you go over
and help your neighbor
mow his grass... you're praying.
every time you give a couple dollars
to the down and out person
bumming in the parking lot....
you're praying.
every time you take the time
to listen to someone whose
life is falling apart... you're praying.
every time you go and give blood
during your lunch hour...
you're praying.
every time you stand up
for the person everyone else
is running down... you're praying.
every time you take in a
stray dog or cat... you're praying.
every time you give more
than you have to give... you're praying.
every time you care
when no one thinks you should...
you're praying!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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High Fives
High fives truly night jive
Living in the night time
Soul man golden old man
Weathering the time sands
This whole rhythm gives me what I need
Praying hard as your lifetime
Praying hard as your lifetime
Praying hard as your lifetime goes by
White lines fooling my kind
Living for the night time
Hold hands home in old land
Weathering the time sands
This whole rhythm gives me what I need
Praying hard as your lifetime
Praying hard as your lifetime
Praying hard as your lifetime goes by
Goes by
song performed by by Simply Red
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Ive Been Thinkin
All I need is a place to be
And a way to feel
A space to figure out where I belong
A chance to know my thoughts
And find a way to show
What I feel
And if this is real, yeah
Dont wanna disappoint you
Dont wanna let you down
cause thats the last thing I would do
Im asking for you patience
I realize I could lose you
But lately Ive been so confused
Ive been thinkin ( thinkin )
Youve been on my mind ( on my mind )
So Ive been praying ( praying)
To find a way that I ( a way that I )
Can be sure, the way that ( the way that )
Youve been sure with me ( sure with me )
Dont you want that for me
Wondering endlessly if this is right or wrong
Or if its just about me all along
All I need is time to search within my soul
So I can share a deeper part of me, yeah
Dont wanna disappoint you
Dont wanna let you down
cause thats the last thing I would do
Im asking for you patience
I realize I could lose you
But lately Ive been so confused
Ive been thinkin ( thinkin )
Youve been on my mind ( on my mind )
So Ive been praying ( praying )
To find a way that I ( a way that I )
Can be sure, the way that ( the way that )
Youve been sure with me ( sure with me )
Dont you want that for me
Baby, whats meant to be ( what was meant to be )
Will surely be ( will surely be, baby )
( if you love me baby you would understand )
But I cant give you anything ( cant give you anything )
I dont have myself to give ( dont have myself to give )
And its killing me inside
Ive been thinkin ( thinkin )
Youve been on my mind ( on my mind )
So Ive been praying ( praying )
To find a way that I ( a way that I )
Can be sure, the way that ( the way that )
Youve been sure with me ( sure with me )
Dont you want that for me
Ive been thinkin ( thinkin )
Youve been on my mind ( on my mind )
So Ive been praying ( praying )
To find a way that I ( a way that I )
Can be sure, the way that ( the way that )
Youve been sure with me ( sure with me )
Dont you want that for me
song performed by by Jennifer Lopez
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Praying For Rain
the farmer poet
walking barefoot
in the dust,
looking upwards
towards heaven,
praying for rain.
the blue collar poet
walks between the rows
of machines gone silent
in the deserted building,
looking upwards,
praying for work.
the nurse poet
stares at the line
of people wanting help,
no insurance, no money
looking upwards,
praying for hope.
the politician poet
surrounded by the din
of deals being made
without conscience
or integrity,
looking upwards,
praying for dignity.
the mother poet,
pushed into a corner,
no food, no money,
cant pay the rent or
buy clothes.
looking down
into her children's eyes,
praying for God!
the human poet,
looking inwards,
praying for all
that lives
praying for rain!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Earn Enough For Us
Ive been praying all the week through
At home, at work and on the bus
Ive been praying I can keep you
And to earn enough for us
I can take humiliation
And hurtful comments from the boss
Im just praying by the weekend
I can earn enough for us
Found a house that wont repair itself
With its windows cracking
And a roof held together with holes
Just because were at the bottom of the ladder
We shouldnt be sadder
Than others like us
Who have goals for the betterment of life
Glad that you want to be my wife, but honest
Ive been praying all the week through
At home at work and on the bus
Ive been praying I can keep you
And to earn enough for us
So youre saying that were going to be three
Now, a fathers what Ill be
Dont get me wrong, Im so proud
But the belts already tight
Ill get another job at night, but honest
I can take humiliation
And hurtful comments from the boss
Im just praying by the weekend
I can earn enough for us
Just because were at the bottom of the ladder
We shouldnt be sadder
Than others like us
Who have goals for the betterment of life
Glad that you want to be my wife, but honest
I can take humiliation
And hurtful comments from the boss
Im just praying by the weekend
I can earn enough for us
I can earn enough for us
song performed by by Xtc
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Goodbye, Farewell, and Amen
She's been misty eyed all day
Her son is going so far away
It's hard; hates telling him goodbye
Praying he doesn't die
She held him all through the night
Her man telling her it'll be all right
It's hard; can't bid him farewell
Praying that he stays well
She kissed him on the cheek
Her daddy could hardly speak
It's hard; he's off to Afghanistan
Praying he comes home again
Amen
poem by Charles Hancock
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Praying To The Aliens
Slowly the thought
There is no one to replace
Came into view
And he began to cry
Now only boys
That love only boys
The perfect picture
Of a boy/girl age
Im praying to the aliens
Im praying to the aliens
Grey overcoat
And he could be anyone
A random poll check
Do you ever think of women?
They broke him down
Into a torn old queen
Living somewhere
Between dead and dying
Im praying to the aliens
Im praying to the aliens
There are no more
Do you begin to see?
The corner of my eye
Could give me away
Isnt it strange
How times change?
I cant imagine
Living any other way
Im praying to the aliens
Im praying to the aliens
song performed by by Gary Numan
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One Night With You
One night with you,
Is all that Im praying for.
These things that we two can plan
To make my dream come true.
Just call my name,
And Ill be right by your side.
Wont need no helping hand
My loves too strong to hide.
I always lived a very quiet life,
I aint never did no wrong.
Now I know that life without you,
Been too lonely too long.
One night with you,
Is all that Im praying for.
These things that we two can share,
To make my dream come true.
One night with you,
Is all Ive been praying for.
These things that we two can share,
To make my dream come true.
song performed by by Kinks
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Ancient Highway
Theres a small cafe on the outskirts of town
Ill be there when the sun goes down
Where the roadside bends
And it twists and turns
Every new generation
And Ill be praying to my higher self
Dont let me down, keep my feet on the ground
Theres a roadside jam playin on the edge of town
In a town called paradise near the ancient highway
When the train whistle blows
All the sadness that hank williams knows
And the river flows
Call them pagan streams and it spins and turns
In a factory in a street called bread in east belfast
Where georgie knows best
What its like to be daniel in the lions den
Got so many friends only most of the time
When the grass is high and the rabbit runs
Though its talkin to you and i
And every new generation comes to pay
The dues of the organ grinder jam
And the grinders switch of the sacrifice
Everybody made to be rational with understanding
And Ill be praying to my higher self
Oh, dont let me down, keep my feet on the ground
What about all the people living in the nightmare hurt
That wont go away no matter how hard they try
Theyve got to pay time and time again, time and time again
Ill be praying to my higher self
And Ill be standin there, where the boats go by
When the sun is sinking way over the hill
On a friday evening when the sun goes down
On the outskirts of town, I wanna slip away
I wanna slip away, got to get away
And Ill be praying to my higher self
Dont let me down, keep my feet on the ground, dont let me down
Youll be cryin again, youll be cryin again, youll be cryin again
By the same wipe the teardrops from your eyes
Have to slip away in the evening when the sun goes down
Over the hill, with a sense of wonder
Everything gonna be right on a friday evening
All the cars go by all along down
The ancient highway
And Ill be praying, Ill be praying to my higher self
Dont let me down, keep my feet, keep my feet on the ground
Keep my feet on the ground
Travelling like a stranger in the night, all along the ancient highway
Got you in my sights, got you on my mind
Ill be praying in the evening when the sun goes down
Over the mountain, got to get you right in my sight
As the beams on the cars from the overpass
On the ancient highway shine like diamonds in the night
Like diamonds in the night
Ill be praying to my higher self, to my higher self
Dont let me down, dont let me down
And youll be standing there, while the boats go by
While the boats go by on a friday evening
Shining your light, shining your light on a friday evening
Got to slip away, got to slip away down that ancient highway
In a town called paradise, in a town, in a town
All along, all along that road, all along that road,
All along that road with the trancelike vision
Ill be praying to my higher self, dont let me down, dont let me down
Keep my feet on the ground, keep my feet on the ground,
Keep my feet on the ground
Friday evening got to slip away
Watching the view from a car from the overpass
And were driving down that ancient road
Shining like diamonds in the night, oh diamonds in the night
All along the ancient highway
Got you in my sight, got you in my mind
Got you in my arms and Im praying, and Im gonna pray
Im gonna pray, to my higher self, ah dont let me down
Dont let me down, give me the fire, ah give me the fire
song performed by by Van Morrison
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After The 3,000 Cranes
after the 3,000 cranes
religiously made, day and night
as promised by the gods
my cheek turns pink this day
and now i am into my 4,000th poem
i am praying to my gods of poetry
to energize my nerves to make
this body move, to make me whole
again, so i may learn the true
meaning of my poems about
faith, love, and hope.
let me begin first with hope.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Peace Will Come
(e) i'm praying for the day, when the (a) whole wide world can say,
That this (e) cruel war it is (b7) o'er,
And the (e) boys who are gone, start their (a) long journey home,
Oh i'm (e) praying for the (b7) day when peace will (e) come.
When the black clouds roll away, and the skies are bright and gay,
And the guns are silent once more,
And the bombs no longer fly, from the planes up in the sky,
Oh i'm praying for the day when peace will come.
Oh there's mother and dad, don't you know they'll be so glad,
To see their son's coming home,
This old world will rock with joy, for that freedom loving boy,
Oh i'm praying for the day when peace will come.
Sweethearts and wives so dear, who have waited for that year,
For their loved ones to return,
This old world will be so gay, on that great and happy day,
Oh i'm praying for the day when peace will come.
song performed by by Hank Williams
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I have not placed reading before praying because I regard it more important, but because, in order to pray aright, we must understand what we are praying for.
quote by Angelina Grimke
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The Convent
I think of all those convents
where all of those women are.
Is there peace in their minds
by praying from afar?
They're all walled in
praying for our sin,
never having babies
and giving up their kin.
How many brides can Jesus have?
Not that many I'm sure.
Would they not be happier
outside that walled in door?
They cook and clean.
They pray and teach
and piously feel
that they must preach.
But how can they
do a Godly duty
when they're out of touch
and only see beauty?
Outside the walls
the ugliness breeds
while they're just praying
using rosary beads.
Well maybe they're better off,
better than we
that have to face
all of the misery.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Concept Salvation The Universe Dwarfs
I pray a lot
but
never enough
compassion
seems
to be
a most
important
part of praying
compassion
for world poor
the sick the weak
for souls dying
but praying
for eternal salvation
for those we
love
family
friends
for sinners
who sinned
against us
praying
for an immortal
souls destiny
throughout eternity
this concept salvation
the universe dwarfs
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Want To Live!
is the bridge to the past
really the chain that holds us?
have we spent all of our lives,
running to or running from?
and what are we fighting,
if not ourselves?
sick of the sickness,
am i both disease and the cure?
when i pray,
who am i praying for,
and who am i praying to?
is this soul rebellion, revolution,
or time's evolution?
i talk to the night,
still waiting for answers.
so if i fall from the sky,
let me burn and explode!
i want to live,
to feel! to touch! to dance!
i want to live!
who will walk with me?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Serving Lost Souls Tired Broken
an excellent
extension of praying
extended
into social context
contemporary community
is poem ‘You’re Praying’
ash mud star dust
wins favour with God
when serving lost
souls tired broken aged
desperate who need
compassion blessings
Inspired by the poem ‘You’re Praying’ by Eric Cockrell. Split Imaging from the poem ‘Time For A Little Praying’ by Terence George Craddock.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Widow Like Her
A widow like her
Awakes before sunrise
Though sleepy still she rise
To work hard and end up with a prize
To break up with poverty and its ties
A widow like her must go in disguise
Only because her neighbors take her unwise
That her children have shrieked in size
From garden to market to kitchen like rolling dice
Hurrying up food to stop her children's cries
Each one she serves a plate on it a slice
Night falls and she kneels down for a sacrifice
Praying and wishing tomorrow may turn paradise
poem by Iyamuremye Wilfred
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