Centre Decentred
Witnesses scrambled
History pages
Committed to truth
Burned
Things left unwritten in the stars
Destined silence
Deeply wombed
Made mute
Centre decentred
Witnesses entangled
Beards of sages
No wisdom proof
Learned
Things unread off the scars
Raged vilence
Sons untombed
Dressed to shoot
Centre decentred
Witnesses gambled
In dice of cages
None to soothe
Earned
Behind brain bars
In a twisted lense
A soldier’s doomed
Lost boot
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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It Is Disgusting How Our Standards Are Being Degraded
Why didn't witnesses stop a gang rape?
Why are there shootings on our streets?
Why are there crimes committed for everyone to see?
Why is there homelessness and hunger?
Decadence and disrespect?
No discipline and racism.
And all of this marketed without end?
On TV screens and movie houses.
And video games sold and made for our children.
To entertain their temptations, whims and sins?
Who knows 'why' witnesses didn't stop a gang rape?
Maybe everyone wanted to get a shot at being on 'reality tv'.
OR...
Maybe they were fascinated by the idea of public sex!
You know how these kids can get?
Where do they get such values?
And it is disgusting how our standards are being degraded,
Isn't it?
'I for one,
Am deeply appalled! '
And 'all' have been deeply moved to apathy.
Which is the correct reflection of this society.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The writer isn't made in a vacuum. Writers are witnesses. The reason we need writers is because we need witnesses to this terrifying century.
quote by E.L. Doctorow
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Memories
let me be that poem
that witnesses your
secret yearning as
your glance falls
into that well of
heaven of his
a tightly guarded
glance that lifts
the veil of longings
to let a fruitful
imagination warm
up your nights
let me be that poem
that witnesses you
open yourself up wholly
to your loved one
without the fear of
losing, brushing his hair
counting each strand
as a blessing you have won
let me be the poem
that witnesses the tears
you let loose the years
years of care and love
expressed with deeds
denied in words
each word of
those years of sacrifice
is now a roll of tears
down a floodgate
greeted by his
heartaching silence
each dropp of tears that runs
thicker than the years
swifter than memory
purifying the window of love
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Hold As Hold Can
The time shortens
The pace speeds,
Times pile upon times
At the world’s needs.
We are the witnesses
At the end spell,
The ranks close rapidly
By the dry well.
You hold the centre,
You guard the flank,
The light but glimmers
Where once we drank.
His deep in hearts
Immune to man,
The last, lost faithful
Hold as hold can.
30 August 1978
poem by David Lewis Paget
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Life
Mute witnesses
These cemeteries
To the miseries
Of the world.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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As witnesses that the things were not done in a corner.
quote by Thomas Harrison
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Flaunting is in vain
If you don’t flaunt what you have earned,
What worth is it, as having them owned?
If you flaunt what all you have earned
What mirth has it to one who witnesses it?
10.10.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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We are witnesses to view these deeds
we are here
the living witnesses
to view God's
creations,
the compact grain of sand
containing the whole
of this universe
the drops of rain
his blessings to the earth
the wings of birds
the flights of flocks
we are pilgrims
we come naked
we go home naked
we take nothing
we bring nothing
here we are as witnesses
in awe
in wonder
to God's wondrous deeds
Praise Him
forever
the 'hands of my heart are clapping'
my lips are singing
my heart is jumping with joy
Praise Him
Our God forever....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It is deeply shocking and incomprehensible to me that despite volumes of documentation and living witnesses who can attest to the horrors of the Holocaust, there are still those who would deny it.
quote by Mark Udall
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When Ghosts Come
I know where I stand
And I have seen His Power
Though some fail to understand
I've seen proof in His Word there.
There are things in this earth
That provide some mystery
So for all that it's worth
At this time, listen to me.
My stories on ghosts are all true
Related by witnesses I don't doubt
But more important is what I tell you
It is God you cannot live without.
These wandering spirits or ghosts
May be evil or a plain confused soul
Some may cause harm, in eternity lost
Some died in sin and so never was whole.
And the only way to get rid of them so
Is to come to the LORD God of all
He alone is the Power you must know
For ghosts to flee, to God you call.
AMEN!
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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The Sound Of Wings.....
from the bars of the cell,
i learned freedom from the body.
from the underside of the bridge,
i learned home has not a house.
from forty years of working,
i learned the bitterness of the slave.
from the political lies,
i learned that truth cant be bought.
from the books i read,
i learned to reason and question.
from the heroin needle,
i learned the value of life.
from love lost,
i learned how to love.
from doubt i learned seeking,
in seeking i found god to be more.
from the scars on my heart,
i learned to be a man.
from battles fought and lost,
i learned the need for peace.
from discrimination i learned equality,
from anger i learned forgiveness.
from the mirror i learned responsibility...
from the bars of the cell,
i learned the sound of wings!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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To believe history…
Two eye witnesses told me an event.
The third one told of it from hear-say.
I wondered about history written down.
I believe History in order to believe.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Please Don't Say Any Word
what happened during the night was strictly between us
let the stars and the moon be our witnesses
when the morning comes with a break of some news
let that be not about us
please do not say any word for the birds and the flowers
these things are matters of the bees
let not even the ants know or the earthworms
or the snails and the clams of the rivers and seas
please do not say any word, It is enough that both of us
keep the secrets of our past joys and present pains
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It is as if Clinton had called one of the most respected character witnesses in all of U.S. history to testify that the primal urge has a most distinguished presidential pedigree.
quote by Joseph J. Ellis
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The fight is won or lost far away from witnesses - behind the lines, in the gym, and out there on the road, long before I dance under those lights.
quote by Muhammad Ali
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Captivated Is The Audience
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
'We're concerned about the little people.'
Says one sent to speak and represents sleaze.
'Those people' who initiate wickedness...
To leave it and deceive.
Those who use treachery to bleed the Earth.
And yacht about with venom dripping,
From privileged mouths.
Are about to be themselves seized with grief.
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
And this has been made clear,
To every aspect that makes life a possibility.
When leechers perceive and believe,
They are more powerful than that which has created them...
Captivated is the audience that witnesses their demise.
Something occurs,
And from minds can not be excused.
Comments made by those thought elite...
Seem very disconnected from humanity.
And captivated is the audience,
That witnesses their demise.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mazzar!
Mazzar!
Arm, army! !
Am, arm;
In the presence of many witnesses! !
Pence, presence,
sentence, fence, hence;
And like a loyal soldier.
Of this muse!
For the sake of the elect;
Trustworthy,
Faithful,
But, i will be there always for you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Proof of existing hell (cavatina) (in answer to Czeslaw Milosz)
As soldiers we have smelt the scorching flames
of man made hell,
witnesses to the effects of exploding
shell upon shell,
know the destruction that man can bring
only too well,
have stories to tell of a kind of hate,
when mere boys are thrown to the care of fate.
[Reference: "Proof" by Czeslaw Milosz.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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God Chooses Some …
God chooses some mysteriously
To act as harbingers for Him;
As instruments of divine plans,
To spread the kingdom’s message;
As vessels filled upto the brim,
With abundant graces from Him;
As crusaders to annul sins
Of idolatry and atheism;
As fountains and springs of wisdom,
To quench the thirst of hearts and souls;
As rocks and pillars of great strength
To show the world what God can do;
As lambs of sacrifices mute,
To show what humility is;
As prophets and soothsayers too,
Foretelling world, the things to come;
As victims of man’s sinfulness,
To usher guilt, remorsefulness;
As witnesses of miracles
To prove that faith in God is prime.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-13-2009
poem by John Celes
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Rise To The Truth
rise to the truth
to whose truth indeed
a truth told or written
perhaps written by the sounds mother earth
first heard when there existed no other sound to resound
on brittle imaginations
for truth to exist
a lie was imagined then manifested
was truth ever so real
to clear the ever increasing potential lies
that surfaced into existence
rise to the truth
that came with pain
and planted a tree of joy
as it left behind a repelent for upcoming lies
fearless truth before it became fearfull
rise above its premeditated birth
rise to the truth that needed no witnesses.
poem by Irenio Irenaeus Bero
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