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For Mozambique

We've stared at their faces - desolate, devastated-
By flowing tears flooded.
Every image portrayed
Their lively dreams suddenly disappeared.
Huge catastrophe
Had abruptly fallen down!
Revolted? Not at all.
Filled with faith and courage
Crossing the skyline, and...
Grounds that had been damaged,
Brave teams struggled
To help those people in need.
Now they are rebuilding at every cost
A vast fertile land that had been lost!

(May 2009)

poem by Maria C. Costa
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Faith In Vodka Tears

'those vodka weeping
Russians
those vodka weeping
Russians
crying vodka tears'

lost loss of faith
loss of faith in communism
lost loss of faith
loss of faith in orthodox religion
lost loss of faith
loss of faith in devastated souls
will Russian soul thaw regenerate?

socialist history of faith
under Lenin Stalin Communism
under suppressed orthodox religion
devastated souls did not regenerate...
vodka soothed Russian soul
crying vodka tears

defensive history of faith
under aggressive invasion bestial Nazism
vodka seemed to fire the Russian soul
crying vodka tears

without faith they cry vodka tears
with faith they cry vodka tears

poem by Terence George Craddock
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My Dreams

My dreams sail through uncharted waters
looking for a place to land.
A place to become fertile
so I can touch them with my hand.
My dreams are filled with imagery
of what I want my life to be.
If I could only lead them home
my life would be what I want it to be.

30 July 2009

poem by David Harris
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Rebuilding Your Life

We are joining you
For rebuilding your life
Because we do realise
How hard and severe it is
Your ongoing plight.

Hundreds of thousands of your people
Have lost their natural way.
So, we all are sending our help and prayers
From very far away.

For you, the survivors in huge suffering,
We appeal for your bravery and courage
In your everyday struggle,
To provide help one another
And rebuild your life
From the devastating wreckage!

(January 2010)

poem by Maria C. Costa
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The man in chrysanthemum land

There's a brave little berry-brown man
At the opposite side of the earth;
Of the White, and the Black, and the Tan,
He's the smallest in compass and girth.
O! he's little, and lively, and Tan,
And he's showing the world what he's worth.
For his nation is born, and its birth
Is for hardihood, courage, and sand,
So you take off your cap
To the brave little Jap
Who fights for Chrysanthemum Land.

Near the house that the little man keeps,
There's a Bug-a-boo building its lair;
It prowls, and it growls, and it sleeps
At the foot of his tiny back stair.
But the little brown man never sleeps,
For the Brownie will battle the Bear--
He has soldiers and ships to command;
So take off you cap
To the brave little Jap
Who fights for Chrysanthemum Land.

Uncle Sam stands a-watching near by,
With his finger aside of his nose--
John Bull with a wink in his eye,
Looks round to see how the wind blows--
O! jolly old John, with his eye
Ever set on the East and its woes.
More than hoeing their own little rows
These wary old wags understand,
But they take off their caps
To the brave little Japs
Who fight for Chrysanthemum Land.

Now he's given us Geishas, and themes
For operas, stories, and plays,
His silks and his chinas are dreams,
And we copy his quaint little ways;
O! we look on his land in our dreams,
But his value we failed to appraise,
For he'll gather his laurels and bays--
His Cruisers and Columns are manned,
And we take off our caps
To the brave little Japs
Who fight for Chrysanthemum Land.

poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
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Paid In Full

There are wars that are to be won
And there are wars to be lost
There are lives to be saved
And there are lives to be lost
But mine will come at a higher cost

There are victories that are deserved
And even in those wins, something is lost
There are deaths that are deemed necessary
Despite that, their honor is never lost
But mine will come at a higher cost

There are people that do not agree
And believe that the world is lost
There are others that say it’s saved
Only if the doubt and negativity are lost
But mine will come at a higher cost

There are soldiers that believe in a cause
And believe that American values are not lost
There are my bothers that fight on the line
And there are the brave ones that we have lost
It is those who have paid the higher cost

poem by C.R. Ebowski
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Fallen Angel

Tears of joy at the birth of a brother
Never alone from that time
Sixteen years through knife fights and danger
Strangely why his life not mine
West side skyline crying
Fallen angel dying
Risk a life to make a dime
Lifetimes spent on the streets of a city
Make us the people we are
Switchblade stings in one tenth of a moment
Better get back to the car
Snow white side streets of cold new york city
Stained with his blood it all went wrong
Sick and tired blue wicked and wild
God only knows for how long
Fallen angel
Fallen angel
West side skyline
Crying for an angel dying
Life expiring in the city
Fallen angel...

song performed by by King Crimson
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The Image Of A Man's Face

Walking along the bush on the 26th of August 2012,
Then came the dark clouds in the sky!
Oh, what will come up next? ! !
Suddenly, came the rainfall;
Shortly after came the rainbow.
I looked at it and,
It suddenly went down very slowly and it disappeared!
Oh, what will come up next? ! !
Then, i saqw the image of a man's face up high in the sky!
Yes, the white clouds gave me this image;
With a very large ring over his head.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Home Of The Brave

Heres to johnny with his jo
And mickeys got a wife
And heres to jerry
He has got his joyce
And me, Im shaking
In my boots tonight
For the daughters and the sons
Lost in the home of the brave
And heres to the home of the brave
And heres to the life thats not saved
Heres to the home of the brave
Heres to the home of the brave
Heres to frank hit in some bar
In picturesque brooklyn heights
And heres to a friend who jumped in front of a train
At seven oclock one night
And another friend who thinks he lacks worth
Has disappeared from sight
Somewhere in the home
Of the brave
And heres to the home of the brave
And heres to the life thats not saved
Heres to the home of the brave
Heres to the home of the brave
The stars are hiding in their clouds
The street lights are too bright
A mans kicking a woman
Whos clutching his leg tight
And I think suddenly of you
And blink my eyes in fright
And rush off to the home
Of the brave
And heres to the home of the brave
Heres to the home of the brave
And heres to the life that is saved
Heres to the home of the brave
And everyday you have to die some
Cry some and die some
And everyday you have to die some
Cry some and die
In the home of the brave
Home of the brave

song performed by by Lou Reed
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Coffee Courage

The bitter coffee kicked;
I shook and then I licked
My lips and gave a sigh.

Shattered eyes encouraged,
I nearly had envisaged
Waking up an eye.

Another sip; a jolt –
Not unlike a bolt
Of wattage from the mains.

My sockets under strain,
I tried it once again:
Aha! The light, the searing white –
My God, the bloody pain!

Courage, courage, coffee courage,
Courage, courage, courage,
Courage, courage, coffee courage,
Courage, courage, courage,

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Courage's Test

Don't close your eyes on the world
And don't feel down and blue
And know that in this aweful place
There are many who cares for you

So have faith in your ownself
And believe that dreams come true
Because your dreams are shared
By the Gracious Lord, who loves you too

So have courage to walk in
Even in the foggy clouds
And learn to wipe the tears of
All mistrust and the crazy doubts

And then surely a day will come
When things will be for the best
And then you'll have the courage
To face world with courage's test.

poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Twilight Of Freedom

Let us glorify, brothers, the twilight of freedom --
The great twilight year.
A weighty forest of nets is lowered
Into the bubbling waters of night.
You are rising into desolate years,
O sun, judge, people.

Let us glorify the fateful burden,
Which the nation's chief takes up in tears.
Let us glorify the twilight burden of power,
Its unbearable weight.
Whoever has the heart should hear, time,
How your ship is sinking.

We tied the swallows into battle legions
And so, the sun's obscured; all of nature
Warbles, whirls, lives;
The dense twilight through the nets
The sun's obscured, and the land sets sail.

But still, let us try: an enormous, awkward,
Screeching turn of the wheel.
The land is sailing. Take courage, men!
Dividing the ocean, like a plow,
We will recall even in Lethe's frost,
That our land cost ten heavens.

poem by Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
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Soccer world cup 2010

Soccer is the word on many lips

soccer world cup 2010

Joyous is the mood all

over the land

A first for a our small nation

flags to be hosted proudly

all over the land

White and black soccer balls

will be played over many fields

Some teams will win

some teams will loose

some teams will cry

some teams will be happy

Praise God Almighty

for this special occasion
a first for our small nation

in Jesus Name

poem by Allen Brodell
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My Dreams are Rivers

My Dreams are Rivers
Thru day and night
True rainbows shivers
When sun is bright
But when it’s darker
Its glow will brake
That once was a sparker
Will now in tears wake

Some days are night
In its sorrows land
Where sun is not bright
In joy to understand
But pain in its caress
Its flowing on hours
So much of joy assess
And fallen sun flowers

My dreams that were day
And still are calling
When nights on its way
In darkness falling
Its brightness must go
To become darker still
So joy will have its glow
For new dreams to fulfill

poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Loss of life.........

When the faith is lost in the heaven
Then the peace will become an enemy in our soul
When the love is lost in our heart
Then the nature of behavior become full of sins
When the knowledge is lost in the school
Then the nation's future will suffer from wisdom
When the kindness is lost in the nation
Then the people of the nation become immoral
When a home is lost its brightness of life
Then the family will suffer from mantle agony
When the nature is lost its beauty
Then the pleasant green pastures become like a dessert land
When all those prayers are kept away from God
Then the tears of life can not be cured

poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Brave New World

Dying swans twisted wings, beauty not needed here
Lost my love, lost my life, in this garden of fear
I have seen many things, in a lifetime alone
Mother love is no more, bring this savage back home
Wilderness house of pain, makes no sense of it all
Close this mind dull this brain, messiah before his fall
What you see is not real, those who know will not tell
All is lost sold your souls to this brave new world
A brave new world, in a brave new world
A brave new world, in a brave new world
In a brave new world, a brave new world
In a brave new world, a brave new world
Dragon kings dying queens, where is salvation now
Lost my life lost my dreams, rip the bones from my flesh
Silent screams laughing here, dying to tell you the truth
You are planned and you are damned in this brave new world
A brave new world, in a brave new world
A brave new world, in a brave new world
In a brave new world, a brave new world
In a brave new world, a brave new world
A brave new world, in a brave new world
A brave new world, in a brave new world
In a brave new world, a brave new world
In a brave new world, a brave new world
Dying swans twisted wings, bring this savage back home

song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Happy And Sad Journey Of The River

calm was the river,
meandering with serenity,
adorned with grace of lapping
on its own inbankment.
crossing, rocky catchments,
and elsewhere a sand bed
rising, and falling, in rhythmic
tune, barely audible,
yet to the boatman, with oars,
a feeling of harmony and joy.
singing to the tune of
flowing water, the lost tune
of yesterday!

also the creatures of water,
had seen endless joy filled days,
when the sun shined on water,
and they frolicked in glee,
the shining bodies of fish,
catching the sun,
appearing and dissapearing.
sun being, the sole monarch,
and soul of all waterbeings,
giving it new life energy to live.
stepping down as mentor to all
living souls.

it is a different story now,
today the underwater creatures,
are in the danger of extinction,
they lost their zeal,
in polluted water,
to survive and procreate.

now, the stars, and the birds
dont see their image,
in the murky, muddy water mirror.
the river decides to change its course,
or submerge itself in its on sorrow!

yet, in its angst mood in monsoon,
in unexplained ravage,
the river water, crosses,
all embankments,
making land, houses and trees, one
by flowing in fitful frenzied speed
in wrath and anger,
to meet its mentor
.......the sea.

torrential rain,
driving people,
out of home and hearth
of homestead land,
devouring, all. in all.
roaring in demonic cry
submerging, only from
tree tops, you could see all.

here there and everywhere,
floods has become,
a forceful energy, making
man and nature,
one in creation.
the suffering is endless,
the fight for survival continues.
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poem by Ritty Patnaik
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Anyone's Courage

Courage is something any one can achieve
It can happen so fast if you just believe

Believe in yourself and you'll be suprised
your more brave then you ever realized

Courage is something hidin inside
It makes you stronger than the highest tide

Courage means you can face your fears
That you're not afraid to shed some tears

In life without fear you can never be brave
You can't rescue a princess if there's no one to save

Life is a balance, like dark and light
There can be no wrong if there is no right

Getting courage isn't to hard to do
Look deep inside and you'll find it too

poem by Julio Hernandez
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Dreamer

You want to
Learn to drive a stick shift
Strength
Work in Palestine for Israel
Become a nurse
Courage
Help everyone in the world
Learn to build on what you've already done
Caring
Dreams for rebuilding Haiti, and so much more…
You have dreams, Elizabeth,
and you can make them.

poem by Mye3
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Beyond the Stream

Beyond the stream, I can behold the sun dancing on the horizon,
Where I walk every morning
I am alone with my thoughts and I carry my dreams in my pocket.
I carry my dreams in my pocket and nobody would ever surmise
How close to my heart and how close to my mind
This plethora of dreams has become.

Beyond the stream, beyond the horizon
Exists a land of my fantasies-
A place where lilacs and marigolds grow plentifully,
When the rain does fall, the raindrops are silver in their hue,
Reflecting the sunlight, as it shines through the mackerel clouds-

Here in this place where rain may fall, while still -sunlight is plentiful but
The air is never humid or stagnant, and
Each and every raindropp possesses a promise that
Those who dwell in this land shall never perish.

Those who dwell in this land shall never perish,
Those in this land shall never know pain or misfortune and
Each and every one of those raindrops which are silver in hue,
Reflecting eternal sunshine, also hold within
An image of peace, amity and unbroken promises-

This image of peace, amity and unbroken promises
Is reflected in each raindropp as would a magical pond in its utmost clarity-
But alas, there exists a granite stone wall
Which has been erected between this land and the forward steps that I take-

To break down this granite stone wall barring me from
Living out these fondest dreams that I carry
Would be my utmost desire, and I weep tears of frustration
Because I cannot find my place in this world here, so vast and so cruel.

Beyond the stream and beyond my tears I know exists
The dreams I carry inside of my pocket every single moment of every day.
I continue my journey searching for a way out of my demise, and as
My tears are like those raindrops silver in their hue-
I can see these dreams inside the reflection of that majestic land beyond the stream,
Beyond the horizon and I dream and dream on as if I were really there- This being
A land of unbroken promises I- know that my dreams shall come true someday-so
To these dreams- I shall hold inside my pocket, close to my heart, for always.

poem by Claudia Krizay
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Crossing The Border

Hey, take it and run, child
Ill ask you no questions
We traded our fortunes
Crossing the border
I hope you got lucky
You needed a change
I--i made it without you
Crossing the border
We were like a couple of wetbacks running
Standin on the banks of some dangerous river
Lookin into a brave new country
Risky business
Crossing the border
Ahhh, you--you doubled my chances
I--i sure do want your freedom
I--Ill never forget you
Crossing the border
Back when we were out there
Crossing the border
Layin it on the line
Crossing the border

song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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