Revolving (Nafaka)
There's a reason for joy
consider the circumstance of life
there's a reason to remember
the circumstance of life
there's a reason to understand
the circumstance of life
revolvong revolving
in the shade of reasonong
the circumstance of life
a bitter taste of captivity
consider the circumstance of life
the breath widens the freedom
consider the circumstance of life
the feet can move the hands can touch
finally
consider the circumstance of life
revolving revolving
in the shade of feelings
the circumstance of life
pulling the trees
down the roads of darkness
killing the pain
in the shade of a cage
revolving revolving revolving
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Crouching Creature
I am a Crouching Creature
bounded by Circumstance
and Choices I've made.
I pound against
the Circumstantial Wall
and I choose to bloody
my own fists against it all
but defiant
I will not relent
and measure this
as my commitment
to fight these chains.
Choosing in life
and family
in the world and my
career
is bounded by my iron Circumstances.
Where does my Circumstance live
and how can I circumvent
its boundaries?
Can I move?
Can I melt into some one's else's
Circumstance?
Will I in choosing
merely replicate
old choices
and old Circumstance?
I must I tell my self:
break away from me
and my choosing
to the extent
these choices make
my old and new
Circumstances endlessly repeating.
.
Yet, I hope somehow
with magical bent
to break that wall.
What do you think?
Will I succeed?
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Bitter-Tasting
I'm in between,
bitter tasted;
overcome by my own nature,
but, unrepentant, I still am
by choice and circumstance.
I step upon my own fate
plunge holes in my own ship
live with storms and tumult
I alone create.
I'm in between
and bitter tasting
overcome by my own nature.
But unrepentant I still am
by choice and circumstance.
I've been wrong many times
and humble enough to know,
but alone,
I'm not strong enough
to reverse trend,
turn the bend
and came back again.
But, I
still want
to unlove you.
Twirl me round
one more time,
whatever comes by me
will surprise;
but, it will be mine.
I'm in between,
bitters tasting;
overcome by my own nature
but unrepentant I still am
by choice and circumstance.
My life complete
will state in the Book
of Summation:
Lived by Instinct
Died From Commitment:
The Pallbearers
were
Choice and Circumstance.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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And Let Me See Your Circumstances
She said
'How will I know that I love him'
and she said 'you'll know at the time.'
'What time will that be
and why does Time have to be
the decider of my love needs? '
'When your body is ready
and the time is right-
and the person is right-
you will know
and you will be ready for love.'
'So' she said 'love is circumstance? '
'In some ways.'
'But if circumstance is what is required
what about me? she said.
My dear.I said, 'Romeo and Juliet fell in love in a bad
circumstance and all died in the end.
So circumstances matter.'
But I think love is irresistible
outside rationality.
Love is Ultimate Mystery.' she said.
'Only in the young.' she said
'As we mature
especially near 30
love becomes mostly circumstance
and moved mostly by rationality.'
'So are you saying maturity dictates
that we choose from among partners
available then
and is more decision than
true love's mystery.? '
Ah what I am saying
is that while young we choose
from mystery
and after the divorce
we are more governed by circumstance.
And choosing in weighing circumstance
is the height of rationality
and the opposite of mystery.'
'Ah' she said 'then in the end
all you are offering me is hard truth
and circumstance? '
'
No, I am saying love
is first wasted on the young
who cannot afford Love's Circumstances
and Love in later years
is given only to Youth's Survivors who
fight their way through
and beyond circumstance.
That is the real definition of maturity.
True Love survives Circumstances
and does not become
its victim.
'Oh, ' she said.
That too
is a hard truth.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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When We Live to Learn and Respect
When we live to learn and respect,
All benefits of life to us are given.
And we are able to succeed,
Through any circumstance.
It seems to me...
Over the many years of my own observation,
Those who know love are the most successful.
Whether blessed to have a yacht...
Or sitting in a park tossing peanuts to pigeons.
When we live to learn and respect,
All benefits of life to us are given.
And we are able to succeed,
Through any circumstance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Knows What The Future Will Bring
Tis said of every individual that they can shape their own destiny
Though others will tell you quite differently and with such thinking would not agree
Who knows what will happen tomorrow who knows what your future will bring
Though at present you feel a bit ordinary and none other your praises do sing.
You may try to shape your own destiny without taking circumstance into account
And you may have great plans for the future and to little that too can amount
To if destiny does not point in that direction your destiny and circumstance
Does play a huge part in your future our gift of life came about by chance.
Who knows what will happen tomorrow you may feel sad and tearful today
Tonight you may win first division tattslotto and you can celebrate in a big way
Or tomorrow for you than today little different with your same set of worries and woes
As Shaw once said 'Life's Not Meant To Be Easy' but such is life one must suppose.
Who knows what the future will bring to you despite what some say it does seem to me
That we cannot look into the future such things are beyond us to see
Those things known as circumstance and destiny a huge part in our lives do play
And these two can make us or break us for in our future they have a big say.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Children Of Poor And Dysfunctional Parents
The children of poor and dysfunctional parents of any success in life stand little chance
The odds seem stacked against them by their birth circumstance
For them life is an uphill battle a struggle every day
The lady of luck and fortune does never smile their way
Though some wealthy parents can also be dysfunctional it does seem fair to say
That the child born to such parents at least financially will be okay
For those who say money speaks every language are saying what is true
People respect people with money though respect they may not be due,
Pity the poor children who become homeless at a young age and become institutionalized
For most of them their full potential is never realized
In a fair Human World this would never be
By circumstance of birth I feel that good luck was with me
There are millions of homeless children in the World of today
Due to their circumstance of birth in which they had no say.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Viable
Image with pomp and circumstance,
Seems to have been diminished.
A taste of life that one wishes to feel,
Has risen high on priority lists.
Agendas with symbols to idolize,
Has become less utilized...
These days when portrayals,
Are being dismissed...
By those seeking a purpose,
For them to exist without needless conflicts.
Image with pomp and circumstance,
Seems to have been diminished.
A taste of life that one wishes to feel,
Has risen high on priority lists.
With a viable reliable happiness,
Felt and unresisted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Revolving Doors
I forget where I've been going
As I enter the tall building
Through the glassy revolving doors.
In circles, I spin, not knowing
What the other side's withholding
Through the glassy revolving doors.
The human traffic keeps flowing
Around frames of glossy gilding
Through the glassy revolving doors.
Yet somehow I end up nowhere.
I'm never close getting there
Through the glassy revolving doors.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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What Extraordinary Circumstance Brought Me? (Enclosed Triplet)
What type of circumstance brought me
in my own birth
to a planet that is not of death free,
to a world that constantly is in decay
here to this earth
where but a single sun brightens the day;
I could have served at the feet of God,
in joy, in mirth;
where I now in destruction’s footsteps trod?
I ask these questions in true sincerity
when hope I girth,
what type of circumstance brought me?
poem by Gert Strydom
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It would be a mistake to link anything that Israel does to a certain circumstance. And it is a mistake to feel comfortable in any circumstance just because Israel did not act on it.
quote by Bashar al-Assad
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Victims Of Circumstance
They stand bewildered by all that goes around them,
living within their own little worlds,
which we cannot even understand.
These victims of circumstance stand.
We all look on and bow our heads,
when they bury victims of war,
but turn away whenever we see
these poor lost souls.
Some are there because of defects at birth,
others the aftermath of disease,
while others involved in accidents,
and left to suffer humiliation.
The brain is a wonderful thing,
when it functions properly,
functioning wrong its host
is charged with insanity.
There are those who are violent,
and in institutions are the only life they will ever see.
Others have strange ways, and act in a childlike manner be.
While others need constant attention, because of hardly any brain activity.
All are victims of circumstance,
beyond anyone’s control.
They would live a normal life,
if they had a choice to be.
They are victims shunned by society,
who say they are a blight, on our lives,
and locked away out of sight,
every one of them should be.
No one wants to associate with them;
their only friends are of their own kind.
They look out with pleading eyes,
for someone who may be kind.
The names they are called are hurtful,
yet they do not understand.
These poor lost souls
only ask for a helping hand.
Those who have worked with the mentally ill,
will tell you, not all of them are stupid.
They can feel just like us, love, hurt and pain.
Some can do what we call menial tasks
and others look after themselves.
Sadly, some do need to be institutionalized
because they are dangers to themselves or others,
and some have to be there for the constant attention that they need.
Yet others because they look somewhat strange,
and do childish things at times.
They are all labelled under an umbrella,
and simply called insane.
But, for the grace of God,
we might have walked with them there,
these victims,
victims of circumstance.
18 - 19 May 2007
poem by David Harris
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Revolving and Not Evolving
They are still in those places I left.
And that I don't understand.
They are still there as if nothing has changed.
There with the same revolving issues.
There to address the same expressed nonsense!
Remaining the same and unchanged.
Revolving and not evolving...
To find anything of value resolved.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Life - Billy Joel
Vs.1 Got a call from an old friend,
We used to be real close.
Said he couldn't go on the American way.
Closed the shop, sold the house,
Bought a ticket to the West Coast,
Now he gives them a stand-up routine in L.A.
(chorus)
I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright.
I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home.
I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life.
Go ahead with your own life and leave me alone.
Vs.2 I never said you had to offer me a second chance,
I never said I was a victim of circumstance.
I still belong, don't get me wrong.
And you can speak you mind,
But not on my time.
They will tell you you can't sleep alone
In a strange place.
Then they'll tell you you can't sleep
With somebody else.
Ah, but sooner or later you sleep
In your own space.
Either way it's okay,
You wake up with yourself.
(chorus)
I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright.
I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home.
I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life.
Go ahead with your own life and leave me alone.
I never said you had to offer me a second chance.
I never said I was a victim of circumstance.
I still belong, don't get me wrong.
And you can speak you mind,
But not on my time.
I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life.
Go ahead with your own life and leave me alone!
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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Victim Of Circumstance
Here I am, once again
This time, babe, Im gonna do it right
Minds made up, heart is set
Aint no way Im gonna compromise
Something happened, hollywood skies
I was mesmerized
Suits and ties with platinum eyes
Cold cash junkies got the best of me
Victim of circumstance
Got myself back together
Learned my lesson well
I had to put up a fight, to make it right
Freedoms ringing like the sound of a bell
Victim of circumstance
One more thing I want to say to you
Before you go away
Dont you let em, no!
Dont you let em, no!
song performed by by Santana
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The Children Of Poverty Street
At least spare a thought for the children the children of Poverty Street
They are homeless as young teenagers and against the odds they must compete
Their parents serving time for robbery and narcotic offences and most of their role models in jail
Their circumstance of birth is a huge mark against them the poor young people destined to fail.
They steal for to buy food, drugs and alcohol on Poverty Street life is tough
Too young much too young to be homeless without shelter and sleeping rough
They are pushed to the social fringes the young people society disown
Ignored by the Government Bureaucracies and to the Police only known.
Who could envy them their existence those born into cruel circumstance
The Gods are completely against them of success they do not stand a chance
For them life is such a great battle they must battle their ghosts of despair
They don't even dream of the good life to them life is very unfair.
You who waffle on of life's choices with you talk is always so cheap
Bet you were not homeless at thirteen and on a park bench had to sleep
You would not talk of life's choices if you had to steal for to eat
If you felt alone and abandoned like the children of Poverty Street.
poem by Francis Duggan
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There Is No Such A Thing As A Truly Evil Person
There is no such a thing as a truly evil person though some in their life's journey have gone wrong
The worst of criminals do have some good in them not everyone can be mentally pure and mentally strong
Some morally damaged from their tough upbringing life's circumstance condemns them to a life of crime
They spent their teenage years on poverty street homeless and behind prison bars they spend their prime,
Not everyone are born to good parents in life they never did have a fair chance
Inlucky enough never to have a fair go the victims of the cruelest circumstance
'Tis easy for some for to be judgemental some seem to enjoy putting others down
But these people can count themselves lucky that they were not born on the poor side of the town
Where it is near impossible to become a success and where the majority are destined for to lose
Reminds me of a Native American saying never judge one until you walk in their shoes
'Tis easy so easy to call one evil as words are so easy to say
But hear no evil speak no evil a saying I recall from a very long bygone day
There is no such a thing as a truly evil person all children they are born free of sin
But human life is not unlike a horse race many must lose for one to have a win.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I have never thought that the circumstance of God's having forgiven me was any reason why I should forgive myself.
quote by Charles Simeon
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My Own Stranger Sometimes
I am my own stranger,
Sometimes.
I have no clue what I would do,
Under any circumstance.
My activities on a daily basis,
Are not planned.
I tried that!
And something or someone,
Created a rescheduling.
To excuse with alibis...
Apologies and perhaps lies,
As to why what could have happened...
Could not!
I use to watch myself react.
And heard myself curse!
With eyes bulging.
I am my own stranger,
Sometimes.
I have no clue what I would do,
Under any circumstance.
But today...
I try to be more selective.
Calm and meditative.
It is a practice I repeat...
Whenever I make public appearances.
I keep my mind 'medicated' that way...
To ensure that other side of me remains peaceful!
I am my own stranger,
Sometimes.
That's why I do not invite anyone to upset me!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The history of my life must begin by the earliest circumstance which my memory can evoke; it will therefore commence when I had attained the age of eight years and four months.
quote by Giacomo Casanova
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Life Is Uncertain- And Because Of This
LIFE IS UNCERTAIN
Life is uncertain-
And because of this we live in anxiety and fear-
The strong shape the future as best they can
But even they cannot overcome all Time and Circumstance-
Life is uncertain-
Writing a poem is not knowing where it will end
Or the way a line should be stressed
Or whether it’s writer is right to write this now.
Life is uncertain
In the smallest and in the greatest things-
Our life our death-
What will be with our loved ones-
If some of us pray to God so strongly
It is also because we need help with that uncertainty –
Lonely as we are
Afraid as we are
Uncertain as we are-
We pray to God
To help us make our way wisely
In this uncertain world.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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