Mothers Pride
by the way that you speak, i can see.
that you are as compassionate as can be.
you speak of your children with the
pride of a mother.
you talk about their aches and pains
and accomplishments they have gained.
in my mind i can see, you sitting with them nightly.
telling them of things that can be
if they put faith in the LORD above
and follow their dreams with compassion and love
through you i can see them
always there to help a friend.
you've taught them how to live with.
and how to live without.
of this there is no doubt.
you taught them that nothing in life is free
and that you must set a goal in your mind
and push yourself to reach that dream
and not stop until it's seen.
mothers pride can not compare
until a woman finally gets there.
poem by Louis Rams
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On Mother’s Day!
One word of yours and I’m assured;
One nod of head and things would move;
One stare of yours: I’m back to senses;
One yell and would I dare speak the same?
What magic most mothers possess!
One kiss of yours: My pain is gone!
One touch by hand: I stop my cry;
One smile from you: I’m encouraged;
One glimpse can be so meaningful!
What prowess mothers truly hold!
What love! What care!
What pains you take;
What toil, what sacrifice!
What time you spend
for child’s sake!
You hear my woes and console me;
You feed and ready me to school;
You nurse and keep me always clean;
What patience, thoughts,
your heart afills!
Mother of mine, you’re truly great!
You taught me how to speak and write;
You showed me how life should be lived
And the road to Heaven!
O Angel of love!
May God bless you
forever!
poem by John Celes
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Loneliness Is A Hurting Thing
once my heart was full of joy as i grew up from a baby boy.
i learned to love and i learned to hate.
i learned to sit and contemplate.
i learned the abc's of right and wrong.
i learned to fight and become big and strong.
i was taught by my elders or so it seemed
all about life and what it means.
the one thing that they could not teach-for they had not
gotten to reach-that time of life when you're old and gray.
and it seems that life has slipped away
they had gone through life's hall of fame
joys and sorrows they all have gained.
life has only two guarantees-age and death or so it seems.
they go through life and children they bear
to find when they're old 'that kids don't care.
now if you listen while they pray-'you will hear a small voice say'
oh lord take me away-please don't let me live another day.
this loneliness i cannot bear! i have no one with whom
i could share-the joys and fulfillments of yesteryear.
'oh dear god is this to be-not even any company.
no one to speak to -no one to hold
no one to call my very own.
when you reach that golden age, you become
like an animal in a gilded cage.
you pace the floor from wall to wall
wondering if you have the gall.
to start your life all anew and try to forget your solitude.
yes my friends-i'll tell you now loneliness is a heavy crown.
i'll tell you this'my children beware' age and death are very near.
when you stop and turn around-another step you have found.
with life there is no turning back
no one to help pick up the slack.
with pride and determination you move along
head held high-eyes are strong.
to face the challenge of what is to be.
loneliness and hearthaches must comfort me.
poem by Louis Rams
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The Woman Within.............
When I look back at what I once was,
I see a fearless young woman
With much to live for,
A young graceful woman, people adored.
A woman with hopes and dreams,
Someone who'd go the extreme to protect her family
A woman who had so much to stand for,
All that's changed now,
Things aren't that way anymore.
When I look in the mirror I'm disappointed,
A woman who's eyes speak of fears
As they shed heartbreaking tears,
A woman who's been battered,
Who's hopes and dreams have been shattered.
I pray that when people talk about me
They'll speak of the woman before,
My body aches of all this added stress,
Longing for some peaceful caress.
The tiger from within,
Begs to be teased,
To the man in my arms who wishes to be pleased,
Look into my eyes and you'll see,
The blue-lit flames of desire reaching to be set free!
poem by Kristin Nicole RothDavis
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All Mine (Demo)
I've got blood on my hands from this little timid life
It's just like a man, to trust me with all his might
I've got mud on my feet, when I kicked you back 3 wks.
If I promised to keep my mouth shut, can I sit her while you speak
Finally mine, your finally all mine
Finally mine, your finally all mine
Where did it get me, all mine
What did it teach me, all mine
Somebody stop me, I'm losing control again
I've got honor to earn
But I guess I lost my turn
When will I learn, to treat you with concern
Finally mine, your finally all mine
Finally mine, your finally all mine
Where did it get me, all mine
Look what it taught me, all mine
Somebody stop me, I'm losing control
Where did it get me, all mine
Look what it taught me, all mine
Somebody stop me, I'm losing control
All mine
Where did it get me, all mine
Look what it taught me, all mine
Somebody stop me, I'm losing control
song performed by by Veruca Salt
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Mothers Trials And Tribulations
You are my mother and you gave me life
You went thru trials and errors and sacrifice
Even with all the pains that you had gone through
To your beliefs you was always true.
You taught me that you must be the farmer of your heart
You must plow and plant the seeds of life
And protect it with all your might.
You taught me that what you reap you will sow
But you must give it time to grow.
Nothing can replace a mother
And love like yours there is no other.
As I look into your loving eyes - I see all
The possibilities which I can try.
You taught me that there is nothing that I can't do
And to myself I must be true.
All the mothers in GODS creations
Shows their children their love and patience
You are the soldiers who protect our hearts and minds
And your love will be with us till the ends of time.
poem by Louis Rams
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Follow That Dream
If your heart is restless from waiting too long
When youre tired and weary, and you cant go on
Well if a distant dream is a callin you
Then theres just one thing that you can do
Yeah, you gotta follow that dream wherever that dream may lead you
You gotta follow that dream to find the love you need
Now baby, I walk in dreams
And I talk in dreams
I need someone with a love I can trust
And together well search for the things that come to us
In dreams, baby in dreams
And Im gonna follow that dream wherever that dream may lead me
Im gonna follow that dream to find the love I need
Now every man has the right to live
The right to a chance to give what he has to give
The right to fight for the things he believes
For the things that come to him in dreams
Baby in dreams, I walk in dreams
I talk in dreams
I live in dreams
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Live Your Life Be Free
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open up your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
I see you walking with her
I see you all around
But you don't seem very happy now
You seem very down
I know you feel an obligation
To her emotional state of mind
This is the time in your life baby
When you should be having a good time
And if you want me I'll be there
To run my fingers through your hair
And if you need me its alright
Come on over baby, and see me tonight
You got to
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
You know that I'll be waiting
You know my heart is true
I will be your everything
And give everything to you
So if you want me baby I know
Don't have to knock knock down my doors
Her heart was meant to be broken that day
You got a lot of love to live
So why dont you
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
Live your life be free baby
And when you free your mind
You will leave your past behind
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
Live your life be free
Live your life be free
Open your mind and you will see
You should be with me baby
You should be with me
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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When ever i speak my mind.
When i speak i mind i feel the power in my breathing rythm.
With fellowship i speak as a child and my words rythm charm.
Whenever i explore i glide with decency to my flow i roll.
I present myself with a touching wink and a wonderful smile.
I respect people's rides cause they use them as their pride.
Though i use to say money dertemines pride but i realised,
that the pride living in me has deceased and left marvelous kindness.
Poetry is stalking me it campaings for everyday painful guiltiness.
Cause of today i will conquer pride and hatred in my palace.
I will honour my enermy eyes cause they will see me when i rise.
Black is dark but i will respond to calling that define places.
Whenever i speak my mind i speak love and peace in our land.
poem by Sipho Khumalo
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How Could You
How can you talk about cheating
If that is how you live your life,
And how can you talk against lying
If all you did and taught was how to lie,
How can you talk about morality
When you have used so many men,
And how can you talk about honesty
If you have stole before, and once again,
How can you talk about your loyalty
When you talk behind everyone's back,
Even the ones who loved and cared for you
Whom you falsely judge, then accuse and attack.
How can you talk about being a good mother
When you leave your Children all alone,
And how can you be a good roll model for anyone
If your always in a different mans home.
How can you talk about God and religion
When you believe God himself doesn't exist
And how can you think people care for you
When you they will scratch off of their list.
I wander how a person just like you
Could really live with their soul and them self,
With the problems you have and the sins you know
While always blaming it on your Mother or anyone else,
But as the hours will come and the days will go
And as for myself I am happy with what I say and do
And in the times you enter my thoughts and mind,
I wall always say and think, “ How Could You.”
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Dreams, Dreams, Dreams
Most children want to copy adults fast;
They try to dress and talk and walk like one;
They want to do the things what adults do;
But children can’t be adults before time!
Adults dream of their childhood years at times;
They cannot move or speak or walk child-like;
They cannot be innocent like children;
They can’t become children again in life.
The elderly have dreams of their own too;
Oh, how they wish they were younger in age!
They recollect the things they did when young;
Their frames and minds are weaker than they think!
All human beings live in dreams galore;
Most dreams cannot become reality;
Our dreams must be something we can well do;
Too much of dreams don’t help to dash ahead.
Each stage of life can be lived only once;
One cannot go back or ahead in time;
Be happy with whatever you’ve achieved;
Life is so wonderful they way it is!
Just keep your mind and heart as per your age;
Be aware of the limits, risks, you take;
Life shouldn’t be lost even through accidents;
Life is the greatest gift of God to you!
Thank God for whatever you are in life;
Thank Him for gift of human life and soul;
Thank Him for all the things, He’d done for you;
Thank Him for all His love and kindness shown!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-12-2008
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Follow That
If your heart is restless and you cant go on
When youre tired and weary, but you cant go on
Well a distant dream is a callin you
Then theres just one thing that you can do
Yeah, you gotta follow that dream wherever that dream may lead you
You gotta follow that dream wherever that dream may lead
Now if I walk in dreams
And if I talk in dreams
I need someone with a love I can trust
And together well search for the things that come to us
Baby in dreams, in dreams
Now every man has the right to live
The right to a chance to give what he has to give
The right to fight for the things he believes
For the things that come to him in dreams
Baby in dreams, I walk in dreams
I talk in dreams
I live in dreams
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Follow Your Dreams
to dream your dream, and follow it through
to dream your dream, and make it come true.
to set that goal in your life
and have it become your guiding light.
to push yourself against all odds
and take the first steps, is the start.
take the first of a million steps
until your dream you have met.
no one knows your dreams better than you
do whatever you've got to do.
but do not hurt anyone along the way
for later on you will pay.
using friends, family, people, -we all do.
how far you go depends on you.
with your dream, other people gain
and because of it, their lives will change.
it takes billions of grains of sand to make a beach
that is the goal that we must reach.
each and every one of our lives, will touch another.
that is why we are sister and brother.
everything in life-' no matter what it may be'.
has its consequences, that affects you and me.
now on this weekend i heard the news
two ICONS have passed away (michael jackson & farrah fawcett)
but in our hearts they will stay.
they reached their dreams in their hearts,
and we became a very big part.
so with this in mind i must say
follow your dreams, it's the only way.
poem by Louis Rams
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Sons Faith, Mothers Pride And Pain
She stood looking down into the empty
Ground where her son would find his resting place.
Recalling her pride and joy, as he grew up
From a baby boy.
How he dreamt of things to come
As he played out in the sun
How he would walk with his head held high
And how she stood by his side.
He would always talk of how
he was destined to help others
And how his life would change
For every step had been pre-arranged.
He talked of things to come
And how it would be done.
He would say: there are many of us
Destined for greatness
but in different kinds of ways.
We just have to thank GOD and
get down on our knees and pray.
Many times I would ask: son! Why do you talk so!
And he would reply: many things we do not know.
But everything will be revealed in its
Proper time and place, and we will be blessed
By the LORDS holy grace.
The changes will not be world wide, and will
Be done a little at a time.
The same as GOD made everything in six days
And on the seventh he rested
So will our faith be tested.
You had always said that there are three things
In life. HOPE, FAITH, AND LOVE.
And one cannot exist without the other two
This was taught to me by you.
You had shown me the power and strength
In HOPE, FAITH, AND LOVE
By your belief in GOD above.
You have made me who I am today
And I thank GOD every day.
Some may see the glass as half full
And some may see it as half empty
I see it as a life of plenty.
You was put here as my mother to teach.
And I was put here as your son to learn.
And in my mind your lessons did burn.
And when it’s time for me to go
In your heart you will know
That I was destined to roam these skies
And to touch the heart of man
In every way that I can.
She recalled the words that he had said to her.
Mother! Why do you worry so?
You have instilled in me FAITH, HOPE, AND LOVE
In my heart- and in CHRIST I’ve become a big part.
As they brought the casket to his final resting place
Everyone stood in amazement and awe
To what they had just saw.
she pulled back her shoulders and with
A smile on her face, she nodded to the priest
To give the last rites.
She stood with pride as they lowered the casket
Into the ground.
She stood with pride without making a sound.
She knew he was where he was destined to be
As the beautiful spirit flying free.
Everyone felt a chill, and they all looked around.
For they all knew “ he was heaven bound”.
poem by Louis Rams
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Sons Faith, Mothers Pride And Joy
She stood looking down into the empty
Ground where her son would find his resting place.
Recalling her pride and joy, as he grew up
From a baby boy.
How he dreamt of things to come
As he played out in the sun
How he would walk with his head held high
And how she stood by his side.
He would always talk of how
he was destined to help others
And how his life would change
For every step had been pre-arranged.
He talked of things to come
And how it would be done.
He would say: there are many of us
Destined for greatness
but in different kinds of ways.
We just have to thank GOD and
get down on our knees and pray.
Many times I would ask: son! Why do you talk so!
And he would reply: many things we do not know.
But everything will be revealed in its
Proper time and place, and we will be blessed
By the LORDS holy grace.
The changes will not be world wide, and will
Be done a little at a time.
The same as GOD made everything in six days
And on the seventh he rested
So will our faith be tested.
You had always said that there are three things
In life. HOPE, FAITH, AND LOVE.
And one cannot exist without the other two
This was taught to me by you.
You had shown me the power and strength
In HOPE, FAITH, AND LOVE
By your belief in GOD above.
You have made me who I am today
And I thank GOD every day.
Some may see the glass as half full
And some may see it as half empty
I see it as a life of plenty.
You was put here as my mother to teach.
And I was put here as your son to learn.
And in my mind your lessons did burn.
And when it’s time for me to go
In your heart you will know
That I was destined to roam these skies
And to touch the heart of man
In every way that I can.
She recalled the words that he had said to her.
Mother! Why do you worry so?
You have instilled in me FAITH, HOPE, AND LOVE
In my heart- and in CHRIST I’ve become a big part.
As they brought the casket to his final resting place
Everyone stood in amazement and awe
To what they had just saw.
she pulled back her shoulders and with
A smile on her face, she nodded to the priest
To give the last rites.
She stood with pride as they lowered the casket
Into the ground.
She stood with pride without making a sound.
She knew he was where he was destined to be
As the beautiful spirit flying free.
Everyone felt a chill, and they all looked around.
For they all knew “ he was heaven bound”.
poem by Louis Rams
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Cathchism
Oh! say not, dream not, heavenly notes
To childish ears are vain,
That the young mind at random floats,
And cannot reach the strain.
Dim or unheard, the words may fall,
And yet the heaven-taught mind
May learn the sacred air, and all
The harmony unwind.
Was not our Lord a little child,
Taught by degrees to pray,
By father dear and mother mild
Instructed day by day?
And loved He not of Heaven to talk
With children in His sight,
To meet them in His daily walk,
And to His arms invite?
What though around His throne of fire
The everlasting chant
Be wafted from the seraph choir
In glory jubilant?
Yet stoops He, ever pleased to mark
Our rude essays of love,
Faint as the pipe of wakening lark,
Heard by some twilight grove:
Yet is He near us, to survey
These bright and ordered files,
Like spring-flowers in their best array,
All silence and all smiles.
Save that each little voice in turn
Some glorious truth proclaims,
What sages would have died to learn,
Now taught by cottage dames.
And if some tones be false or low,
What are all prayers beneath
But cries of babes, that cannot know
Half the deep thought they breathe?
In His own words we Christ adore,
But angels, as we speak,
Higher above our meaning soar
Than we o'er children weak:
And yet His words mean more than they,
And yet He owns their praise:
Why should we think, He turns away
From infants' simple lays?
poem by John Keble
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Shallow Crystals
(ian hunter)
Her life gets smaller in his eyes
And he wonders if he thinks he should cry
Oh mother the colours gone and left your hair
And he wonders if he thinks he should care
She told him how to play a guitar
She told him how to be a star
But mother were you really there
My friend dont speak hes such a mixed up boy
I wonder if she sold him his toys
A kiss on the cheek a conversation decoy
In his cute little corduroys
Oh she taught him how to win the game
She taught him everything is your name
Oh mother did you have to destroy
Mother if you really cared
Youd talk to him cry for him
All you every did was dream
All you ever said was be cool be cool be cool
And I think you made a mess of his life
And I think he made a mess of your life
And I think it made a mess of my life
Mother if you really cared
Youd talk to him cry for him
All you every did was dream
All you ever said was be cool be cool be cool
And I think you made a mess of her life
And I think she made a mess of your life
And I think it made a mess of my life
I think you made a mess of my life
I think you made a mess of my life
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Dear And Sweet
Dear sweet and loving wife
You give me love and also life
You give me happiness and never strife
Without you my love how could I survive.
You have turned our house into a home
The love we have it is always shown
Together forever in life we’ve been sewn
Never will we ever be sad or alone.
When I am off to work I think about you
As I know there will always be us two
To live without your love I have not a clue
When we sleep at night my soul you soothe.
Dear sweet and loving mother
As I know like you there is no other
You keep me warmth you are my cover
You gave me life and also life to discover.
You kiss me goodnight when I go to sleep
When I am sad you help me not to weep
No steps you said for me are ever to steep
You taught me truth and not deceit.
You taught me honesty and never to lie
Honor and pride you said will be at my side
Because of you I wear a smile at night
As you gave me love and you gave me might.
Dear sweet and loving mistress
Does your husband know you are my misses
For myself you will cheat as you undress
Your children do not know that you never confess.
You come visit me when your family is asleep
You sneak out your house so not to make a peep
As my life and myself is all that you seek
I wonder does anyone know the secrets we do keep.
When your husband is at work you are thinking about me
When your children are at school you are free
Whatever I say or do you will always believe
Hopefully the truth you will never find or see.
Dear mean and hateful woman
You have done again things that you shouldn’t
Though we are all weak and only human
You have done things that any other couldn’t.
You suppose to give your family your very best
So your soul and life would of been blessed
But then you gave your feelings to all the rest
In love and life you should never start another quest.
But in the end of course you will be caught
You lied to everyone and against what you taught
Righteousness and love and truth you never sought
Your body has been sold and your soul has been bought.
Randy L.McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Gunface
Gonna go downtown
Gonna get my gun
Gonna dress real sharp
Gonna beat my drum
I ain't gonna lie
Gonna walk so slow
Gonna talk just right
And my diamond ring
Gonna shine so bright
I ain't gonna lie
I've got a debt to repay
I ain't gonna cry
I put a gun in your face
You'll pay with your life
And I got my ears
And I got my eyes
And I got my narks
And my alibis
I won't waste your time
You made one false move
You made one mistake
When the juice is squeezed
That's the way it breaks
You'll pay for your crime
Your tongue lickin' way out of place
I'll rip it out
I'll stick a gun in your face
You'll pay with your life
I taught her everything I taught her how to dream
I taught her everything
I'm gonna teach her how to scream
I taught her all she knows
I taught her how to lie
I taught her everything
I'm gonna teach her how to cry
And you cause me hurt
And you cause me pain
And you turned the tap
On my burning rage
And I can't put it out
Gonna leave no sign
Gonna leave no trace
Gonna leave this town
In a state of grace
Give me the power
I got a debt to repay
I ain't gonna lie
I put a gun in your face
You'll pay for the crime
I taught her everything
I taught her how to speak
I taught her all she knows
I taught her how to eat
I half invented her
And now she acts so chic
I taught her everything
But now she's obselete
I taught her everything
How to read and write
I taught her all she knows
She was a neophyte
I taught her everything
I loved to watch her grow
I taught her everything
And now I want to see her go
I taught her everything
I got a debt to repay
I ain't gonna cry
I'll put a gun in your face
You're playing with your life
I taught her everything
I taught her how to cheat
I taught her all she knows
She was so indiscreet
I taught her everything
I taught her how to lie
I taught her everything
I'm gonna teach her how to cry
song performed by by Rolling Stones from Bridges To Babylon
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Speak With Kindness (Or Do Not Speak At All)
speak with kindness,
or do not speak at all.
speak not of judgement,
you are not the judge.
speak not of salvation,
let your living be your scriptures.
speak not of scriptures,
let your actions be your holy book.
speak not as apostle or teacher,
speak as a human being.
speak not of god,
then god will speak through you!
speak not as a man,
for you are woman too.
speak not with hateful malice,
for love does not work that way.
speak not as a prophet or seer,
speak as compassion made flesh.
speak not of morality,
speak of connection.
speak not of authority,
the tree and the leaf have just as much.
speak not of holiness,
for all that lives be holy.
speak with kindness...
or do not speak at all!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Live Life
live
live the life you want to live
live the way you want to live the way you want your life to be
pursue your dreams and dream the dreams that you pursue
live your life live your dreams touch and reach for all these dreams
do not think much there is no point to so much ponder and banter
live, live, live the life that gives you life
this is our main business my friend,
the living must live the life of the living
we die, we die for sure, in our own time, in His own will
ours is not to destroy this life we have
this gift
ours is to live this life, why bother about dying?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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