Find His Wings (Rev.)
I prayed when my son tested boundaries,
not to constrain him, but for us, knowing
he’s finding wings, praying he’ll discover
his own limits, formulate his own philosophy
Prayed we wouldn’t drive him away by our
criticism – doing just as we did as youths but
worried because I want to protect him from
all that might cause harm
I need not have worried – felt glad knowing
he has to be purged in the fire of life now,
while he is still at home, rather than later,
when we are not around …
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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We Are Worried
We are worried
Our once prosperous land
Is now a beggar
We are worried
Our incandescent light
Is now blurred
We are worried
Love no longer co-habits
On our wide streets
We are worried
That brothers slaughter brothers
All in the name of God
We are worried
How vultures prey
On our commonwealth
We are worried
The gap gets wider
Between the rich and the poor
We are worried
About our youths
Whose destinies are bleak.
We are worried
That the ship may sink
Like the titanic.
We are worried
We do not know who to trust
We are worried of many things
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Only Just The Dad
I was there,
when you were first born.
They handed you, into my arms.
That was the first time I'd ever prayed.
Asking God only, help me, keep her from harm.
I was there, with them again.
At the hospital, you were so very sick.
I was brave, except I stood all night
Biting my lower lip.
And my heart felt, as if it had fell,
into that bottemless pit
Then two years later, again with them.
This time they said doing better.
And tubes in your ears.
And the third time I prayed.
Asking God Please! just let her hear.
I was there when you learned how to ride your bike.
I remember how determined,
And how you hung in there.
And tried.
But I was worried, so I ran beside you
Stride for stride
Baseball, and the day you were hit
In the head with a baseball bat.
I remember everything I did, But that was the day
My soul complained.
And said he was never coming back.
The time you wanted wanted to learn how to Ski.
I looked for my courage.
I trusted God.
And I paid Mr.Frank Gee.
And the day you learned how to ride a horse.
As you and that pony you Hiyaaa and kicked.
Just up and galloped out of site.
I guess you never seen.
How I prayed, hard, by that early morning light.
And then the worst day of my entire life.
I had so many. But of this one I was sure.
My eyes, my heart, and my soul battled agony and strife,
As you got on the plane.
I pleaded with God, please protect your life.
Fact is, I never quit praying for one entire year.
Morning, Noon, and Night.
Protect her God, with all your might.
Did you know? That he promised me personaly.
That everything would turn out, alright.
And then the day! The day, You picked out your ring.
That day I remembered every tiny, little, thing.
As I turned, my eyes started to sting
My feet, knees, hand, even in the middle of my back.
They all felt very bad.
MY heart, said to my soul!
Just try, not to be, so sad.
I know, I'm not very brave!
But I can't help it!
You see..... I'm Only Just the Dad.....
poem by Clyde Bryson
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If I Prayed with You
if i prayed with you
meshed together by the naked night
molten images of human groaning
lit by the very breath of God...
if i prayed with you
turning slowly on the spit
beneath the shadows we wear in darkness
and wrap our light inside...
if i prayed with you
nothing hidden, nothing faked
and stroked your face with knowing hands
as if the Painter's brush....
if i prayed with you
and was lost inside your hungry mouth...
would you dance with me inside
the meaning beyond our words?
if i prayed with you...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Knowing Your Perimeters
knowing your perimeters is not an easy job,
not really expensive, but it takes the mind of the pensive man,
the wiles of the wise and the wit of the wounded
who am i? where am I? what am i?
where am i heeded? where i will stop?
what can i do? what i cannot do?
knowing the length of your arms and feet
the distance of your vision
and knowing what you can touch and
see, and knowing what you cannot
even touch and see no matter how
wide you open your eyes
knowing your place, your fences, the limits
of your garden, the source of your water,
your air, your food, the quiet imagination
knowing what you can give and you can hold,
knowing what you can let go
and what you must keep in your heart forever
knowing the limits of your mind
the stretch of your hands, the number of times that
you can blink your eye,
the right time to fear and the right time to kill
the right time to love and the right time to hate
or just be the foolish man who is so indifferent
i know my limits and i mark my boundaries.
please do not go any further. i am just staying
within the bounds of my hands and feet.
i am seeing you and i am warning you.
i have this detonator. My finger is ready.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Day She Was Born
I remember so vividly the day you were born
That day seemed like it would never end
I prayed you would come to the world safe
and I prayed my mother would come with you
I prayed and I prayed
The first time I held you in my arms
I felt the power of a sister bond
your face glowed with a divine light
the prints on your palms were delicately printed
there were soft stroked of curly black hair decorating your tiny head
When you opened your dark brown eyes
I then realized who I was holding in my arms
My sister, own sister
my little sister
On that day I vowed
to protect you with all my life
to provide you with life
and to be with you all throughout my life..
poem by Sinigdha Biswas
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If I Prayed For You... (I Just Did)
if i prayed for you,
with the eyes of a child,
beaten, bruised, and hungry...
would you see, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
with an old man's hands,
hard, calloused, and gentle...
would you feel, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
with a mother's tears,
her daughter raped by your soldiers...
would you change, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
with a homeless man's heart,
a human story untold...
would you care, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
with a farmer's faith,
plowing and planting unseen...
would you believe, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
from a soldier's conviction,
who laid down his guns and walked away...
would you be inspired, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
with a real doctor's conscience,
who made his life's work for the poor...
would you love, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
with the protester's courage,
beaten and arrested for the truth...
would you live, would you know?
if i prayed for you,
from the heart of god,
revealing holy desire....
hey, i just did!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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It Takes A Worried Man
Oh it takes a worried man, sing a worried song
Takes a worried man, come sing a little worried song
Well it takes a worried man to sing a worried song
Im worried now, wont be worried long
I went down to the riverside and I laid me down to sleep
Went down to the riverside, laid me down to sleep, lord
A-well I went down to the riverside, laid me down to sleep
When I woke up there were shackles on both-a my feet
Hit it!
(chorus)
It takes a worried man, to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man (come) to sing a worried song
Yeah, it takes a worried man, yeah, to sing a worried song
Im worried now but I wont be worried long
Worry for me!
(instrumental)
I said, judge (judge) judge, whats a-gonna be my fine?
I said, judge (judge) judge (judge) tell me whats gonna be my fine?
I said, judge (judge) judge (judge) tell me whats gonna be my fine?
He said, twenty-one years (oh) on that old rock island line
Oh well it takes a worried man, to sing a worried song
Takes a worried man, to sing a worried song
Yeah, it takes a worried man, to sing a worried song
Im worried now, but I wont be worried long
Sing it one more time!
It takes a worried man, to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man, to sing a worried song, my lord
It takes a worried man, to sing a worried song
Im worried now, but I wont be worried long
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Praying Is A Fancy
People prayed for salvation.
People prayed to wipe the sins.
People prayed for fortunes.
Now praying is a fancy.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Become a Machine
Tonight I am worried about not knowing
what to worry about most, my computer’s
malfunction at the office on Friday, my twin
sis alone in the world - she says God shall
provide and I must trust that He will
My daughter’s exam - maths - tomorrow,
my anger when my son did not answer
his phone – being uncertain is the most
worrying thing of them all; I suspect that
early tomorrow morning I shall find
That I should have worried about my inability
to become a machine - computing numbers
and facts without any concern about what
life’s priorities should have been….
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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When Mama Prayed
Daddy never went to church on Sunday
He said that's one thing I'll never do
But mama never gave up she said one day
He'll be sitting here beside of me and you
I can still hear mama softly talking
With her tears falling on her folded hands
So that Easter Sunday Daddy walked in
That's when I began to understand
When mama prayed, good things happen
When mama prayed, lives were changed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small crumbled all away
When mama prayed
Seventeen and wild I hit the bottle
Doing anything I dang well please
Burning down life's highway at full throttle
While mama burned a candle on her knees
Then one night I came home half sober
I saw mama kneeling in the den
As I listened she and Jesus talked it over
And I knew my restless days were 'bout to end
When mama prayed, good things happen
When mama prayed, lives were changed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small crumbled all away
When mama prayed
It isn't like every one of them got answered
But the times they weren't it seems to me were rare
You almost felt sorry for the devil
'Cause heaven knows he didn't have a prayer
When mama prayed
Not much more than five foot tall
But mountains big and small crumbled all away
When mama prayed
They crumbled all away
When mama prayed
song performed by by Randy Travis
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I came thus far.
I prayed to the God;
I got enough blossoms.
It was the spring.
I prayed to the God;
I got a good bearing.
It was the summer.
I prayed to the God;
I got a bumper harvest.
It was the autumn.
I prayed to the God;
I got a sound sleep.
It was the winter.
By time I came thus far.
By faith I stood thus far.
26.09.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Worried Parent
Rambling just off the top of my head
Had a blow out with my boy
Worried sick as to were he is
Now that I've ranted and raved
Like a parent should
I think to myself oh hell
What have I done?
Boundaries are set
You give them rules
That they must abide
And hello one day
He breaks them all
Foot starts to tap
You start to blow your top
And next thing you know
You throw him out of the house
It's ok when it's one
It's ok when it's two
But when he breaks them all
You just lose your cool
If you are like me and
End up worried and sick
Just be grateful they come home
To forgive and forget
poem by Kaila George
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I Prayed For You An Angel
I prayed for you an Angel
It's there watching over you
To help to console you
At times you are feeling blue
I prayed for you an Angel
To help to keep you in line
To keep you from all trouble
On days your sun won't shine
I prayed for you an Angel
To come from Heaven above
To comfort you in sorrow
And surround you with Gods love
I prayed for you an Angel
To make sure you'd be alright
To follow you everywhere
And take care of you day and night
I prayed for you an Angel
I didn't know what else I could do
So I just prayed a simple prayer
Telling God how much I still need you
I prayed for you an Angel
To help your heart to mend
God must have granted this prayer
For I still have you as my friend
Wrote 8/22/2008 by Norman Hale Jr.
poem by Norman Hale
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Im Not Worried At All
All round me burdens
Seem to fall
Im not worried at all
Im not worried at all
I dont worry
All day long
All round me burdens
Seem to fall
Im not worried at all
Im not worried at all
Just Im not evil
I just can not see
He told me to pray
Just for me
All round me burdens
Seem to fall
Im not worried at all
Im not worried at all
song performed by by Moby
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I'm Not Worried At All
all round me burdens
seem to fall
I'm not worried at all
I'm not worried at all
I don't worry
all day long
all round me burdens
seem to fall
I'm not worried at all
I'm not worried at all
just I'm not evil
I just can not see
he told me to pray
just for me
all round me burdens
seem to fall
I'm not worried at all
I'm not worried at all
song performed by by Moby from Play
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Runaways
(colin moulding)
Oh run-a, oh run-a, oh runaways,
(please come home)
Oh run-a, oh run-a, oh runaways
(please come home)
Daddy hit you in a temper,
But hes sorry now,
(please come home)
Just a quarrel had with mummy,
Just a family row
(please come home)
You caught mum chasing dad with a knife,
(dont cry, dont cry)
You ran away to escape from the fights,
(dont cry, dont cry)
Now youre lost in a maze of neon light,
And shes worried,
Hes worried
Shes worried, oh...
Oh run-a, oh run-a, oh runaways,
(please come home)
Oh run-a, oh run-a, oh runaways
(please come home)
Pacing street-lamps on the highway,
Haystack for your bed
(please come home)
In the morning we will find you,
In papers to be read
(please come home)
You heard screams from
The warmth of your bed
(dont cry, dont cry)
You slumbered on without being fed
(dont cry, dont cry)
Now theres no more tears to be shed,
And shes sorry,
Hes sorry,
Hes sorry, oh...
Oh run-a, oh run-a, oh runaways,
(please come home)
Oh run-a, oh run-a, oh runaways
(please come home)
song performed by by Xtc
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A Survival Of Love
On a mid-winter's night
when the stars were bright
a stranger came into town.
As he looked around
it was then that he found
that all of the ground was white.
It was beautiful to see
and he wondered if she
would be looking out at the snow?
All the time he'd been gone
as he approached the front lawn,
he prayed that there she would be.
His hands were so cold.
They were wrinkled and old
but they remembered the feel of her face.
So much time had passed by.
Many tears they did cry,
not knowing what their future did hold,
In between all the years
there'd been so many tears
not knowing where he did go?
He'd been hit on the head
robbed and then left for dead.
but survived and as his head clears
He cannot recall
who he is at all.
No memories of whom he had been.
What was his name?
Was he insane?
Amnesia had created a wall.
He had a wife
who prayed for his life,
never giving up hope he'd return.
Every day she would go
and look out at the snow
as the years had brought nothing but strife.
Not knowing at all that his amnesia's wall
came suddenly crumbling down.
He remembered his past.
He traveled there fast
and he came to the town of snowfall.
As he approached in the snow
she was at the window,
looking at what she thought was a ghost.
Trembling to see
Was it really he?
She opened the door very slow.
She felt his hand.
His hand held a strand
of her hair that was white like the snow.
They couldn't let go
for they both did know
that their lives ended just as God planned.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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I Prayed to God to Send Me A Friend
I prayed to God to send me a friend
Who had things in common with me
Someone who looks beyond here and now
Who lives life joyfully
I prayed to God to send me a friend
Because I was lonlely for someone who
Tries to walk in God's light, as is good and right
A friend who is honest and true
I prayed to God to send me a friend
Who nurtures me back in return
And talks of things that matters in life
Who's open to what life has to learn
I prayed to God to send me a friend
Who shows concern for me when I hurt
Someone who listens, when I have something to say
And who cares for me, even at my worst
I prayed to God to send me a friend
Who likes Irish music as I do
Someone who is proud of her culture and past
And enjoys a good verse or two
I prayed to God to send me a friend
And he listened to me too
My prayers have been answered, He sent me a friend
My good friend, he sent me........you.
poem by Kathleen West
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I'm Not Worried At All (feat. The Shining Light Gospel Choir)
all round me burdens
seem to fall
i'm not worried at all
i'm not worried at all
i don't worry
all day long
all round me burdens
seem to fall
i'm not worried at all
i'm not worried at all
just i'm not evil
i just can not see
he told me to pray
just for me
all round me burdens
seem to fall
i'm not worried at all
i'm not worried at all
song performed by by Moby
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Needless To Worry
I’ve almost spent my days
In worrying on things along my way.
I’m worried about my husband
What if he finds someone?
I’m worried about my daughter
Can she pursue her career?
I’m worried about my eldest son
What if he encounters a troublesome?
I’m worried about my youngest
Can he cope with his classmates?
I’m worried about money.
I’m so concerned about the health of the family.
I think of the weather and calamity.
Too much to say I’m afraid of the disaster.
This is really true all of these I’ve encountered.
Not now that I’ve been closer to Jesus.
I stopped worrying on any issues.
No matter how dark the world is
With His guidance I can handle this.
I believe the Lord controls the affair
So I must not committed to be afraid.
The Lord is big enough for me
He’s the only one who knows what the future will be.
I will not be a prisoner of worry again!
poem by Rose de Ramar
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