The greatest attribute of man
'Might is right'
Is not always right,
Disgracing, Devastating,
And defaming is not a way
To show might.
It is the abuse of might,
True power lies in ignoring
Other's fault,
And providing him with
An oppotunity
To amend.
Forgiveness is the greatest
Attribute
of man,
Restraint in anger
Makes a man great.
Remember it and enjoy the life.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Anger and Forgiveness II
When I am full of anger
I think in anger's terms
Part of my existing life
Is full of anger's germs
Nothing seems a perfect right
Most of things gone wrong
I get such vengeful feelings
When I carry anger along
When I think of forgiveness
I think in forgiveness' terms
My life is held in gentle hands
Softly in those twists and turns
Very few are perfect wrongs
So many things are right
Show me God forgiveness' face
So I can live in light
poem by Ray Andrews
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Crooks In Diguise
For the general public so little respect they do show
They only tell us what they want us to know
They constantly pull the wool over our eyes
They must be the masters at secrets and lies
They lie for power and by lying to power they do cling
And their own praises they are never shy to sing
They must think we are fools in that they may be right
They are so good at lying they can convince many black is white
We must be quite gullible to believe all they say
They tell lie after lie and lying for them does pay
We give them their power which to their own adevantage they use
And the great power they have at a whim they abuse
We call them the honourable these crooks in disguise
Who have become excellent at telling lies.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Ignoring Many Hints Of Trouble
Remember when the truth was spoken,
And...
The people who spoke it dismissed.
Remember when the truth was spoken,
And...
The people who spoke it dismissed.
Ignoring many hints of trouble,
Only makes those troubles double up!
With a change of leadership,
It is believed by many a return to greed and prosperity...
Is within their reach to have it repeated.
However...
It is not the current leadership,
That drove their lives into the pits.
Or purchased their persuasions with investments made...
In monopolized businesses.
No!
That monkey sits on the wrong shoulders.
Those known in positions of leadership,
Are just pawns used regurgitating rhetoric.
With hopes to keep following sheep distracted.
Remember when the truth was spoken,
And...
The people who spoke it dismissed.
Remember when the truth was spoken,
And...
The people who spoke it dismissed.
Ignoring many hints of trouble,
Only makes those troubles double up!
Remember when the truth was spoken,
And...
The people who spoke it dismissed.
Remember it?
Remember it?
Ignoring many hints of trouble,
Only makes those troubles double up!
Ignoring many hints will double troubles.
Ignoring many hints will double troubles, up!
Ignoring many hints will double troubles.
Ignoring many hints will double troubles, up!
Ignoring many hints will double troubles, up!
Ignoring many hints will double troubles.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Is Nothing Wrong With Power
'Tis sad to think that many with power abuse it those with power who abuse it weak not strong
There is nothing wrong with having power in the first place it is the abuse of it that is all wrong
For the abuse of power leads to serious crimes against the powerless though power in good hands it is quite okay
And good people with power never do abuse it they use it in the most constructive way
Some people with power are quite benign people and philanthropic one of them can say
But those who abuse their power to the law may never answer though to karma there's a price they have to pay
The abuse of power leads to dictatorial regimes that leads to serious crimes against humanity
In the despicable crimes against women and children the wrongs of power gone wrong for all to see
The people who abuse their power should never have it though to their power they desperately do cling
Power in the right hands an adavantage to others and power in the wrong hands is a dangerous thing
There is nothing wrong with power from once 'tis used well but some with power they do abuse their rule
And some with power they can become quite nasty and derive pleasure out of being cruel
But power in the right hands can be a blessing and kind people with power their praise we ought sing
Since they have the gift of empathy within them and happiness to others they do bring.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Anger, Anger
anger is anger
anger makes you scream
anger makes you hate
anger takes control
anger want let go
anger wants you to hurt
anger wants you to suffer
anger makes you mad
anger makes you cry
anger turns people against you
anger is anger
poem by Jessica lee Workman
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The Sty In Your Eye
Look into your eye, do you see that sty
As I have seen it many times before
Though you said it was not there,
But in your mirror you still stare,
So once again that sty you ignore.
When you are walking, and of course talking
About every person in your life
Tell me do you ever see it,
And from the discomfort do you feel it
That sty that’s in your eye.
What do you see, and what do you believe
When someone has it worse that you
Do you point out their imperfection
And say that they need a correction
Tell me what do you think and do.
You always judge, and hold onto a grudge
And live it with unhappiness and a lie
As though your not happy with your life
So you ridicule others with strife
So you forget about the sty thats in your eye.
You falsely accuse, and you use and abuse
With a glimmer and a joke and a smile
You point out another persons fault
And that persecution from you will not halt
As you do it with anger and hate and vile.
You've seen the mistakes, that others makes
And you'll remember them till the day you die
But until the moment from life you leave
Other persons failings you will always see
Wished you could see the sty in your own eye.
poem by Randy McClave
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Anger, Oh, No... Train Me Control
Sometimes when I'm angry, loud, I would like to shout!
Other times when I'm angry, I would rather pout.
Anger's an attribute I'd like to see jump out.
‘Cuz this anger, when it's in me, it makes my mind have doubt.
Anger! Oh, no!
Train me control! !
To always control my anger…
I hope to always do.
Good luck avoiding danger…
In everything you do!
poem by C. Dawn Campbell
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An Uneasy Psyche
My mind is like an uneasy psyche and,
Uneasy is the head that wears the crown;
But my faith will lead me on always to achieve my goals.
Repercussions and reconciliations,
Stifled through my memories lies the crown;
But, who can remember the face of the past with habitual ennui?
Troubles get you down when there are no solutions,
For anger makes the weakest man a devastating puncher!
And, there is a price for everything in this life.
An uneasy psyche,
The strength of my hope in life to move on with my muse;
But nature called in and i have to obey the command!
And like the repercussions and the reconciliations in life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Anger
y do we show anger on others,
and dont spare even ur mothers.
to b angry is good?
or it shows ur bad mud?
anger in any case,
brings only a million dollar mess.
then y do every one show anger,
when all know we cannot even with it buy a banger...
some show anger only to say dey r strong,
but only to realise soonafter dat dey were very wrong.
some show anger when dey r sad,
but dey forget its da job of a mad.
so my dear friends listen to me,
as m givin advice without teking any fee.
donot spread anger rather to others b kind,
only if u do dat others ll say u have a great mind..............
poem by Ajitav Basak
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Forgiveness
Forgiveness is an act that works through God;
Forgiveness is an act of God in man;
Forgiveness is the work of God’s great love;
Forgiveness is an art that man must learn!
Men with good sense will restrain their anger;
Such men defer their anger for long times;
To forgive transgressions is man’s glory;
To hold one’s tongue is done by people smart.
Forgiving is an act almost divine;
Forgiving is something not all can do;
Forgiving someone is too tough at times;
Forgiving fully is done by just few!
To preach is easy; forgiving is tough;
Forgiving is an honor of men wise;
If God should forgive us, we must forgive;
Like God, we must be slow to anger too.
‘Forgive those who sin against us, ’ tells Christ;
To gain God’s forgiveness, we must then, first;
There is no limit to forgive someone;
Forgiveness is a virtue Jesus taught.
One who forgives has no revenge in heart;
One who forgives has no hate from the start;
‘Forgive and God will forgive you, ’ says Lord.
Forgiving plants the seed of love of God.
When all are sinners, forgiveness is prime;
By doing so, we gain the love of God;
Through forgiveness, our tolerance will grow;
For prayers to be heard, forgive right now!
A man with grudge is like a fruitless tree!
Grudge can stand in-between you and heaven!
Spare no occasion of forgiving men;
Judge not others but show mercy on them!
We turn like God when we forgive others;
Forgiving earns more souls for God, brothers!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-13-2009
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Abuse
Almost everyone has suffered abuse
in one form or another,
from bullying at school
to the worst kind from within their family.
It makes you retreat from being
the outgoing person you should be
to hide away in shadows
hoping no one else can see.
It makes you feel inferior and guilty
that you may have done something wrong
when in fact you haven’t,
it was never your fault.
You become afraid to talk about it,
ashamed,
feeling no one would understand
and sneaking away
to live in a world of your own.
The cruelty of abuse
is that it never goes away,
but lives within you
until your dying day.
19 September 2009
Author’s Note:
I know the last few lines are true. I suffered the abuse of bullying when I was young at school and the abuse from my parents of being inferior to my sister. Neither has ever left me and still lives within. The hurt it has caused still surfaces in quiet moments.
poem by David Harris
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Anger, an attribute of devil
As the white ant eats up the wood
Anger eats up thy wisdom
Bravery doesn't lie in taking revenge
It lies in checking thy anger
Anger is an attribute of devil
In anger thou forget the difference
Between good and bad
Thou art like a devil who is devoid of virtue
Anger keeps thee away from God
For he ignores thy sin howsoever grave it is
And wishes thee to ignore the infirmities of
Thy counterpart.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXXXVIII: Anger
Why it makes you angry?
Because you care
Because it disturbs your peaceful life
Because it insults you
Because it is true
Because you are not prepared
Who could make you angry?
It is someone you hold dear in your heart
It is someone you could not bend to your will
It is someone who doesn't understand about you
It is someone who has a power in you
It is everyone in the world
How do you do in your anger?
Do you unleash harsh words without thinking clear?
Do you kick and slam everything near you?
Do you keep it hidden?
Do you manage to push harder?
Do you plan for something malicious to show them who you are?
What left in you after the anger?
Will you regret it?
Will you feel relieved?
Will it still scratch to be set free?
Will you be able to look from the other side?
Will it always be remembered?
And which affect you the most in anger?
The hurt when the trust is broken
The shame when you can't control the anger
The depression when you think you don't even have a right to be angry
The weakness when everything seems turn wrong
The loneliness when you don't actually know the reason
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Whisper
As my heart was full of worries
And my soul was full of revenge
Everywhere I looked I saw lies and hatred
And from that road, I could see no end.
My life and happiness was vanishing
As all I cared about was hate and fear,
I knew not any other course to take
But then suddenly, GOD whispered into my ear.
He said vengeance is mine so said the Lord
And forgiveness was mine to give
I was told to enjoy the life I was living,
And let others see the life that I do live.
The troubles I have, they were all man made
GOD said that to me as He spoke
And a peaceful mind, is a peaceful soul
And in Heaven someday, I will be known.
Then to me GOD, He spoke no more
Then to the Heavens I prayed and I smiled
What GOD told me I truly needed then
I was happy, as I was a new born child.
Now when I hear the lies or see the anger
I’ll remember the time my soul almost disappeared
When I gave up love, as it had given up on me
But then GOD; He whispered into my ear.
Randy L. McClave
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Scars
Reality sucks, too much pain
I cant explain why I wanna bash brains
Still I can see it on the other side
Got a new baby, wanna stay alive
Give what I give, give what I got
Make it worth while, cause I got another shot
Broken families that always got pain
I break the chain, refuse to be the same
Mother-did as good as you could
After all the abuse I still understood
Three times divorced, and three times a kid
Gave us more love than our father ever did
Now weve all grown and moved along
Tried to forget, but my brother did me wrong
But its real hard to put it all behind me
Its like a tattoo frozen in a memory
I cant seem to erase the stain
In my brain, things will never be the same
I remember all the lies, f__ked up, now I realize
Never had a chance as a kid, I was a man
Fight after fight wasnt really what I planned
Father!
Whoever you are
Beat my mother down, all I see is scars
And memories - what about me?
Throw me through a window for watching tv
Where did I get this anger?
Where did I get this hate?
And where did I get my temper?
Now Im gonna show my faith
(huh) never will I be like you, be like you
F__ked up, that sh_t - Im staying true
My family, true to my family
Im true to my family
True to my family
Stay true
True to my family
Stay true, stay true
True to my family
Stay true
True to my family
Stay true, stay true
True to my family
True
True to my family
Stay true, stay true
True to my family
Stay true
True to my family
Stay true, stay true
Never will I be like you, never will I be like you (repeat to end)
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One More Chance
Give me one more chance to prove my love.
I'll treat you the way you deserve.
I'll show you I'm worthy of your glory.
Together we'll live a beautiful story.
One more chance to find romance.
Without a single backward glance.
I'll prove to you that it's not through.
There's still so much we have to do.
I may not have been the greatest bloak.
Now I see why you had to go.
Now I ask for you to see.
I've made the changes that you need.
One more chance for a love so true.
My life makes no difference without you.
I wasn't always there to show I cared.
Now I want to repair the bond we shared.
Just one more chance I ask of you.
For forgiveness sake don't say it's through.
Just think of all the love we'll make.
Knowing that we're the best two mates,
to share in such a glorious fate.
poem by Michael McParland
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4.10 Anger
Anger makes a dull man witty,
But keeps him poor in eternity,
A man shrinks when he is angry,
And grows in tranquil serenity.
When anger flow in the body,
You lose your temper - your folly,
When distempered - a tragedy,
You lose reason - a calamity.
Anger at lies last in infinity,
Anger at truth is momentary,
Speech - when you are angry,
Will but make you feel sorry.
It is not worth being angry,
And any threat is a folly,
Reason is your tool mighty,
Think of consequences finally.
Anger causes resentment only,
A headache and tension clearly,
Forgiveness propels growth surely,
With laughter and lightness totally.
poem by Munnan Misra
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Why Can't I Feel Anger
They say don't show anger
When they pour out all their lies
To the Judge speak slow and clearly
And look into his eyes
Don't say bad things about the mother
Even if it is all true
Concentrate on your Daughter
And protecting all her youth
These words seem true and simple
For the ones who follow rules
But I've drawn swords with the devil
Who'll use a child as her tool
Why can't I feel anger
While my child drowns in the rain
When all the court will offer
Is a childhood of pain
Why can't I feel anger
When I'm drying all her tears
Why can't I feel anger
When our futures full of fear
Click Your Heels Until Your Feet Numbs
It 'is' the greatest.
It 'is' the greatest.
It 'is' the greatest.
'Pretend it's steak.'
It 'is' the greatest.
It 'is' the greatest.
'Pretend that and vegetables,
Are on your plate.'
It 'is' the greatest.
It 'is' the greatest.
'Now 'see' yourself not homeless.
See yourself in a mansion,
High upon the hill!
Dance among the flowers scenting.
Go ahead,
Pick a few of those blooming daffodils.
Don't be discouraged,
By your sightings of those who have not!
Look upon them as the true victims.
And ignoring them will speed up your visions.
To forget you are jobless,
Helpless and your teeth rot!
Remember this,
Keep your need to greed wished.
Click your heels until your feet numbs.
And your deceit and thieving ways...
On this land 'will' return.
And those days of gluttony,
For you and everyone...
Will finally to all,
Someday come.
Close your eyes...
Repeat.
And pass me the pepper,
Gravy.
And salt to throw over my shoulder to toss!
Repeat,
With me...
It 'is' the greatest.
It 'is' the greatest.
It 'is' the greatest.
'That's it,
Pretend it's steak.'
It 'is' the greatest.
It 'is' the greatest.
'That's it.
Now,
Let's pretend that and vegetables,
Are on our plates.'
It 'is' the greatest.
It 'is' the greatest.
'Now 'see' yourself not homeless.
See yourself in a mansion,
High upon the hill!
Dance among the flowers scenting.
Go ahead,
Pick a few of those blooming daffodils.
Remember this,
Keep your need to greed wished.
Click your heels until your feet numbs.
And those days of gluttony,
For you and everyone...
Will finally to all,
Someday come.'
It 'is' the greatest.
It 'is' the greatest.
'That's it,
Pretend it's steak.'
It 'is' the greatest.
It 'is' the greatest.
'That's it.
Now,
Let's pretend that and vegetables,
Are on our empty plates.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Anger Is Evil
Anger is evil,
Anger is bad,
Anger is when I'm mad.
Anger makes me scream and shout.
Anger makes me lose control.
Anger turns people against me.
Anger Makes me suffer...
Again Anger is Evil!
poem by Joseph Fuller
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