Where I Come From
As I sit here thinking
Where I came from I had nothing
I had no mother love
Nor no father
I had me...
Which was nothing
The place I was to call home
Was not really home
Mom and Steven always fighting
Cussing, Screaming, Blood, and Tears
That's what I grew up with
I have scars to prove it
Always under weight
I would go some days starving
Other days I would beg for food
Mom said I didnt need to eat
Or I wasn't good that day
Where I came from I had nothing
Mama beat me
Steven laughed at me
Nobody to protect me
I was alone
I had nothing
poem by Makayla Straight
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David the Lunatic
David the lunatic
had a son whom
they named Steven.
No home, they slept
under a canopy.
The wife Caroline
left one morning
leaving Steven
on the balcony.
Fate had a way, Steven
never fell sick.
David's dad had a
thing with polygamy.
Steven grew up
A man and joined
the seminary.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Steven
I don't want to see you go
I don't even want to be there
I will cover up my eyes
And pray it goes away
You've only lived a minute of your life
I must be dreaming, please stop screaming
I don't like to hear you cry
You just don't know how deep that cuts me
So I will cover up my eyes
And it will go away
You've only lived a minute of your life
I must be dreaming, please stop screaming
STEVEN!
STEVEN!
I hear my name!
STEVEN!
Is someone calling me? I hear my name!
STEVEN!
That icy breath that whispers screams of pain!
I don't want to feel you die
But if that's the way that God has planned you
I'll put pennies on your eyes
And it will go away
See?
You've only lived a minute of your life
I must be dreaming, please stop screaming
Steven.... Is someone calling me? No....
Steven....
I think I hear a voice--- it's outside the door!
STEVEN!
I hear my name!
STEVEN!
Is someone calling me? I hear my name!
STEVEN!
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
STEVEN!
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
STEVEN!
STEVEN!
STEVEN!
I hear my name
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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When Father's Day Nears
I give my daddy the props,
But my mama deserves the praise.
She was there to discipline me
And my siblings.
Daddy she was on most of those days!
Both mother and father and teacher and friend.
Daddy was in and out,
When my childhood began!
But there was no mistake...
As to who daddy was.
He enforced the rules,
And mama was the boss!
And every year when Father's Day nears...
Both of them I honor and credit!
If daddy wasn't there,
And we would get in mama's hair...
She would say,
'When your father comes home,
You're gonna get it! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Take Me Home Oh Father
Take me home oh Father, take me home,
For I've wandered this land You made alone.
No one understood of what I am,
Wasn't loved it seemed by beast or man.
Take me home oh Father, take me home,
My lifes' work seems over for me now.
I have done all You have asked of me,
Oh Dear Father do You hear my plea?
Take me home oh Father, take me home,
The pain is more than one can bare.
Take me home oh Father take me home,
To a place You promised if You care.
Take me home oh Father if You would,
For all my life I've tried to do what's good.
Take me home oh Father my life is done,
All has ended please now take me to Your Son.
poem by Linda Winchell
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The Arrival of Natalie Anne
September 6th,2009
Will be regarded as the day
You came into our home
To sweeten up our days
And brighten our nights
You brought a new ray of light
A refreshing new hope of life
For both your mother and father
And all those that will care for you
Remember this day
Your mother was so proud
For her new addition to the
Family that had already begun
She will watch over you
Protect you from harm
Pick you up when you fall
Wipe away those tears when you are hurt
She will love you through
The good times and the bad times too
Give you guidance when you need it or
When you think it is not needed
Welcome Little Miss Natalie Anne
To this World that we call Life
May God bless you and watch over you
All the days of your LIFE!
The Arrival of Natalie Anne Lopez
Date: September 6,2009
Time of Arrival: 4: 47 pm EST
Weight: 7 lbs. &.05 oz.
Length: 20 ins.
poem by Scott Austin
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The New Arrival
“The Arrival of Natalie Anne”
September 6th,2009
Will be regarded as the day
You came into our home
To sweeten up our days
And brighten our nights
You brought a new ray of light
A refreshing new hope of life
For both your mother and father
And all those that will care for you
Remember this day
Your mother was so proud
For her new addition to the
Family that had already begun
She will watch over you
Protect you from harm
Pick you up when you fall
Wipe away those tears when you’re hurt
She will love you through
The good times and the bad times too
Give you guidance when you need it or
When you think it is not needed
Welcome Little Miss Natalie Anne
To this World that we call Life
May God bless you and watch over you
All the days of your LIFE!
The Arrival of Natalie Anne Lopez
Date: September 6,2009
Time of Arrival: 4: 47 pm EST
Weight: 7 lbs. &.05 oz.
Length: 20 ins.
poem by Scott Austin
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Home, Sweet Home
The childhood home wherein children, we stayed;
The cottage old in which we ate and prayed;
The humble garden, on our own, we laid;
The roof that leaked in rain, though rent was paid!
The tranquil place where parents gave us love;
The wonderful compound, where we worked, ‘wow! ’
The trees and plants that grew by heaven’s grace;
The sun, moon, rain, at which we loved to gaze!
That was the lovely place, in which we lived;
The home we kept quite clean and chores were shared;
Our parents slogged for us and deeply cared;
We sometimes fought although amity ruled!
Our father’s strictness taught us good conduct;
Our mother’s fondness disciplined our mind;
The help we rendered, made us feel the warmth;
Home, sweet home, was great despite some faults!
Home, sweet home, brings memories evergreen;
Comfortable, our mother’s house, had been;
Those days were most pleasant, despite our toil;
We lost our hearts upon that very soil!
poem by John Celes
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MaMa's Cooking
Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
It's an assortment of goodie things
Chocolate, pies and banana pudding
Enough food and that's Mama's cooking
Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
Apron in hand and lasting impression I didn't want to miss
Everything seem perfect from beginning to end
Enough food and that's Mama's Cooking
Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
Smiling faces and a gentle speech of o.k.
Noone knows how much the void I can't fill
Enough food and that Mama's Cooking
Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
Being polite and sincere would carry the weight
Seemingly enough she has the greater plan
Enough food and that Mama's Cooking ahead
Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
The napkins, plates and never-ending why didn't it last
Noone knows how much the void I can't fill
Enough food and that's Mama's Cooking again
Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
Craving for the turkey and dressing pan
Not to admit, seemed a bit much
Enough Food and that's Mama's Cooking again
So nowadays, I look for the needle in the haystack
Wishing on the times, she would come back
It's been 10 years, since I said thoughs word's
Enough food and that Mama's blessing for us
Missing mom everyday becomes second-nature for me
Enough food, Enough love and One day she'll see
For know I'll take her spirits with me and others will speak
Enough food, Enough love and One day she'll see
poem by Natasha McGee
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Jamie Lee
Three a.m. in the morning
And your day seems so long
You lay awake in your bed and sigh
Wishing a father could fill your home
And as the tears roll down your face
Soak your pillow you stop and say
Oh mama dont you worry
Things are going to be ok
Though we never had much and we always fussed
Constantly knew that you were there
To bring us back together and to show
How much you cared, you were always there
You were there for me mama cant you see
I will always be your little baby
You took up for me gave me things I need
Singing la la la la
Good times went so fast though they didnt last
I will always be filled with your memory,
Oh mama
Ill always be your jamie lee
When you cry, I cry too
When you hurt, I hurt with you
So, dry up those tears, Ill always be here
To comfort and care for you
Though we never see each other much
In my heart is where youll stay, so mama
Dont you worry, things arent always gonna
Be this way
You were there for me mama cant you see
I will always be your little baby
You took up for me gave me things I need
Singing la la la la
Good times went so fast though they didnt last
I will always be filled with your memory,
Oh mama
Ill always be your jamie lee
Even though were far apart, you still warm
A place in my heart, all alone, dont know
What to do, just dont say goodbye, just say I miss you
song performed by by Youngstown
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Mama Said
(luther dixon / willie denson)
Mama said therell be days like this
Therell be days like this, my mama said
(mama said, mama said)
Mama said therell be days like this
Therell be days like this, my mama said
I went walkin the other day, yeah
Everything was goin fine
And then I met a little boy named billy-joe
And then I almost lost my mind
Come on, mama said therell be days like this
Therell be days like this, my mama said
(mama said, mama said)
Oh, mama said therell be days like this
Therell be days like this, my mama said
My eyes were wide open
All that I could see, yeah
The chapel bells were tollin
For everybody but me
But I dont worry cause
Mama said therell be days like this
Therell be days like this, my mama said
(mama said, mama said)
Mama said therell be days like this
Therell be days like this, my mama said
And then she said
Someone would look at me
Like Im lookin at you
One day
Then I might find
I dont want you any old way
So, dont worry, cause
Mama said therell be days like this
Therell be days like this, my mama said
(mama said, mama said)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mama said therell be days like this
Therell be days like this, my mama said
Oh, yeah
(mama said, mama said)
Dont worry, yeah, dont worry, now, yeah, eah, eah, eah
Dont worry, worry, now, now, now
Dont you worry
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Welcome Home
In my life
I have seen
Far away places
Wild and serene
But nothing I saw
Prepared me for
The mat on the floor
Saying "welcome home"
Time flies
See the moon rise
As I'm makin' my way
Through another long day
But I'll go
To a place I know
In my heart I know
There's just no place
Like home
Welcome home
Welcome home
To that place
That's safe and warm
Always a shelter
From the storm
I'm going home
Welcome home
Roll out the welcome mat
For me!
I'm goin' home
Sometimes
I remember
All the days I never knew
If I would ever make it through
But just when
I'd give up again
I'd remember when the days
Were stormy
Home was always
Waitin' for me
Sayin'
Welcome home
Welcome home
Where there will always be
A welcoming light on
Just for me
When I go home
Welcome home
No place
That I would rather be
Than goin' home
In my heart I know
That someday when my time
Is drawing near
I'm gonna hear
Welcome home
Welcome home
Where there will always be
Somebody waiting
There for me
When I go home
Home sweet home
Everyone's smilin' just for me
When I go home
In my heart I see
Somebody waiting
There for me
Welcome home
Welcome home
It looks like a
Starlight symphony
I'm goin' home
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Home, Sweet Home
Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home;
A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain;
Oh, give me my lowly thatched cottage again!
The birds singing gayly, that come at my call --
Give me them -- and the peace of mind, dearer than all!
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild,
And feel that my mother now thinks of her child,
As she looks on that moon from our own cottage door
Thro' the woodbine, whose fragrance shall cheer me no more.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
How sweet 'tis to sit 'neath a fond father's smile,
And the caress of a mother to soothe and beguile!
Let others delight mid new pleasures to roam,
But give me, oh, give me, the pleasures of home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
To thee I'll return, overburdened with care;
The heart's dearest solace will smile on me there;
No more from that cottage again will I roam;
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet, home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
poem by John Howard Payne
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Days Like This
When its not always raining therell be days like this
When theres no one complaining therell be days like this
When everything falls into place like the flick of a switch
Well my mama told me therell be days like this
When you dont need to worry therell be days like this
When no ones in a hurry therell be days like this
When you dont get betrayed by that old judas kiss
Oh my mama told me therell be days like this
When you dont need an answer therell be days like this
When you dont meet a chancer therell be days like this
When all the parts of the puzzle start to look like they f it
Then I must remember therell be days like this
When everyone is up front and theyre not playing tricks
When you dont have no freeloaders out to get their kicks
When its nobodys business the way that you wanna live
I just have to remember therell be days like this
When no one steps on my dreams therell be days like this
When people understand what I mean therell be days like this
When you ring out the changes of how everything is
Well my mama told me therell be days like this
Oh my mama told me
Therell be days like this
Oh my mama told me
Therell be days like this
Oh my mama told me
Therell be days like this
Oh my mama told me
Therell be days like this
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Mama
Orbison/melson/rush
Mama, just had to call, oh mama
Your baby boy just had his heart
Broken in two, she said were through
But to send her best to you.
Oh mama, Id like to run to you mama
Id come home today, leave right away
But things wont work that way
Gotta stay, and be a man
If I can, oh mama.
No mom, I dont know I called her tonight
No, not at home, yeah, youre probably right
Yes Ill take care of myself. no Ill be alright
Ill go to bed early tonight.
Oh mama, tell dad I think of him, mama
Hows uncle joe, my puppy go-go
Tell them hello, oh Id better go
But good gosh, I loved her so.
Oh mama, dont worry so much, darling mama
Now mama dont cry, just say goodbye
Cant have us both in tears well mom, you know me
Yes Ill always be your baby through all the years.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Home:
Home…
Home is where you were born.
Home is where you were raised,
Home is were you grew up,
Home was what had shaped you,
Home is what gave you your foundation
And what help you grow into something amazing,
Home is what you left behind to become something bigger,
Home is what you remember many years after leaving,
Home is what you become missing for,
Home is where you crave to be when you're done with you adventures,
Even thought you left home, for another place,
Home has never left,
It's still there,
On the same old street,
With the same old lawn,
With the same old people,
Just waiting there,
For you and only you,
It is there for you and only you,
Because with out it,
Without a home,
You wouldn't have a place to go back to,
A place was you can call your own..well, home...
poem by Sherry Painter
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The 'Weird' Child
I was the 'weird' child.
You know...
The odd one out!
The one with chores and responsibilities.
The one all the kids would laughed at,
When I had to stay home...
Sometimes with my sister and I alone.
And told not to answer the door or telephone.
And if we did...
'You'll be sorry for that,
When I get back.'
My mother would say.
In a way that was understood.
And when my mother and father would return...
No excuses were made,
Or jokes told.
If the floor wasn't swept...
A frown I would get from mom.
If I forgot to line the garbage can with newspaper.
I was told to empty it.
Wash it quick...
And do it without a sound.
And I was grounded,
If I looked as if I wanted to say something about it.
My father 'tried' to be strict.
But my mother handled the 'raising' business.
My mama had us go get a 'switch'.
From a bush.
Strip it.
And whipped us with it.
If we did not do what mama said!
I was the 'weird' child.
Made to feel different then by my peers.
And today I see many of them,
That bring me to tears.
They don't know how to do anything...
But complain!
And when mama would lift up that switch,
Prepared to swing it...
I gritted my teeth.
And I closed my eyes.
But she was the one that ended up crying.
My sister and I would look at each other...
As if to wonder why.
~She whipped us...
And she's crying? ~
'Sssshhh. Shut up! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I wish it was yesterday. [[11/29/09]]
So the fighting begins
The arguments rise
The doors start slamming
Voices are lost from all the screaming
Tears are falling and crashing around our feet
I wish I didn't stay home today
I wish they stayed at my father's
I wish we could all just get along
I wish there wasn't so much fighting
I wish he would stop being a smart ass
I wish he would learn,
But I know none of this would happen
I know,
Because it never does
It's more of a routine we all seem to face
All I have to say is:
I hate today
and
I wish it was yesterday.
poem by Shannon Nicole
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It's So Nice To Be Home
Isn't it nice to be home again
Sitting around the fire with family and friends
Isn't it nice to be home again
It's so nice to be home
My little daughter's sleeping
And the boy is all right
My wife is so lovely
I'll love her tonight
Looking out the window at a new moon’s light
It's so nice to be home
I took old Blue out hunting on a Saturday
We didn't get home until the middle of May
A freaky winter storm went and blocked our way
Old Blue he kept me thinking and a talking 'bout you
And when Blue got down
I’d talk about Bobby and Sue
Together we did what we had to do
To get back home to you
It's so nice to be home.
poem by Steven Sabathie
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Old Black Kettle
Well I remember when I was just little
Mama used to cook on an old black kettle
On an old wood stove shed had since she was wed
Well the oven door was sprung a little bit
So we propped it up with a forked stick
But that didnt matter cause mama kept us fed
My mama and daddy must have loved each other
Cause I had eleven sisters and brothers
And the girls worked just as hard as the boys did
There was corn to hoe then wed go hoe it
We might have been poor but we didnt know it
Wed heard that word but we didnt know what it meant
Oh we used to have such a good life
And the days that I knew then are the happiest Ive known
And oh didnt we have such a good time
Its sad to think the old black kettles gone
Well there was nothing that pleased us any better
Than when we got an occasional letter
From kin folks livin up north in some big town
Wed think of all the games wed play
And we just couldnt hardly wait
When our city cousins said theyze a comin down
Now mamas done away with the old black kettle
She used to cook in when I was just little
And the door aint sprung on her electric range
That little farm and home we had
It aint there no more and thats too bad
Folks are doin away with the simple things
And oh we used to have such a good life
And the days that I knew then are the happiest Ive known
And oh didnt we have such a good time
Its sad to think the old black kettles gone
Now, I just mean to say the simple things are gone
The old black kettles gone
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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My Mama, My Lovely Mother
When at infancy, I wee inside her food
She never stop eating
my mama, my lovely mother
When am ill and sad, healthy and happy,
She keep praying for me
my mama, my lovely mother
When I started crawling,
Tears of affection made her eyes heavy
my mama, my lovely mother
When I walk, her fear increases,
That I might go the wrong way
and get hurt
my mama, my lovely mother
When she look at me,
Her gaze always ask me,
How are you my child
my mama, my lovely mother
When am sick, it brings out
The doctor in her
my mama, my lovely mother
I never grow old for her tender love,
Oh! God bless my mother and make
Her proud of me
my mama, my lovely mother
poem by Michael Odor
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