When my eyes shut
When my eyes permamanently shut
Oh! what a happiest event?
no more sorrows; no more happiness
(very few ever I had)
only nothingness.
debt collectors won't come to see me
specially on salary days
tax collectors never to be seen
I hated them all in my life.
spouse never say redeem the jewelry
kitchen goods empty, this, that and why?
children never cry for square ruled books, foot rulers, pencils, erasers
chewing gum and shoes.
friends will have chats
about my goodness and kindness.
How can I abandon my family?
without leaving them a copper and a shelter to live.
I must wait, I should open my eyes
and come again as a different man.
Then they all run and there won't be any trouble at all.
Wife will never grumbles and children never cry.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Poem in a drunkard's wallet with a postscript
My head spins like the troubled World
And the tumbler's liquid evaporates soon.
Before it runs deep I must swallow
As I have already paid for the stuff.
I like to take one more drink
But no more coins in the wallet
And I am looking for an emergency door to run away
Before I order an another drink.
I gulped it faster but the rear door was locked
And I ordered and ordered like a fluke
Till I got drunk.
P.S.
To be purchased,
2.Foot-Rulers,2.Boxes of pastels,2.Scrap-books,6.Sheets of brown paper,2.HB pencils with a cutter,2.Stencils(English Alphabet) ,2.Erasers and few beginner books with pictures, children to read and do not forget to buy my family planning tablets.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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A Rent Free Home To Live In
once you were offered
a rent free home to live in
for you and your family
a full time job
for both your wife
and yourself
a much higher salary
than you were making
a salary for your wife
house was warm freshly painted
beautify prepared for your family
not taken was this opportunity
a school was next street behind
but a short walk for your children
your salary was fully guaranteed
house waited empty a full year for thee
opportunity open dawn bright for thee
salary guaranteed in perpetuity for thee
you chose instead nuts and bolts living
you choose instead continued paying renting
time passes now your bills I am not paying
poem by Terence George Craddock
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My wonderful wife............
Since we married, our life journey sails smoothly
step by step with out any barrier or trouble
We walk side by side as a husband and wife
We know the day when we started our life
Those roads were hard and mountain to walk and climb
The sun and rain showered its strength on us while walking on the road
The nights were thoughtful of our future instead of honeymoon
But your strength and faith made me to over come all those obstacles
Your love and courage energized me to build up from the scrape
Your kindness and patient kept me away from sadness and frustrations
You are always remains as my wonderful and loving wife
Now we have lovely family and blessed with two wonderful sons
We can be proud what we have done for us and for our children
Our love and guidance could help our children to live decently
Not only they will learn to care of their children but also us
It has been twenty years since we told ' I Do' front of God
But my love still grows for you strong and everlasting trust
I could not imagine how my life would have been without you
I have to thank God for giving me a wonderful and understanding wife
and making us a great family as husband, wife and children
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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The Hapiest Christmas
Oh the happiest christmas
Is a homecoming christmas
With the snow fluttering down til the world seems new
Bright candles burning
Old friends returning
The wishes of children coming true
And the happiest wishes are just old-fashioned wishes
May your days be merry, your sorrows be small
May the ones you love be near you
Thats the happiest christmas of all
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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Children will Save the Planet
Children will Save the Planet
a new world will come,
all children will have fun.
life will be happy and carefree,
children will bring light wait and see.
coming from a distant star,
Children bring knowledge
and know how,
to make us all “live out loud”.
Now appearances
are under disguise,
see it in the children’s eyes,
they will overcome,
all “forms” of ADD
and help set us free,
just you wait and see.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 3,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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We're All God's Children
Album: Peace In The Valley
Here comes a Baptist, here comes a Jew
There goes a Mormon and a Muslim too
I see a Buddist and a Hindu
I see a Catholic and I see you
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
Why can't we be
One big happy family
You like the day, and I like the night
He's into country and he's isn't quit
There's folks on the left and the far right
But that doesn't mean that we have to fight
We're all god's children
All god's children
Yeah, We're all god's children
Why can't we be
One big happy family
White folks, yellow folks, black and tan
On the same planet in the same plan
A feminist woman and a he man
We're all playin' the magic hand
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
Oh, We're all god's children
Why can't we be
One big happy family
We're all god's children
All god's children
Yeah, We're all god's children
Why can't we be
One big happy family
We're all god's children
All god's children
We're all god's children
Why can't we be
One big happy family
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
Yeah, We're all god's children
Why can't we be
One big happy family
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
We're all black and white
We're all precious in his sight
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
We're all god's children
Why can't we all be
One big happy family...
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Some None At All
One bike to ride on
Two baby dolls
Most children have these
Some, none at all.
Three meals daily
Four friends to call
Most children have these
Some, none at all.
Five hugs a day
Daddies six feet tall
Most children have these
Some, none at all.
Seven books to read
Eight posters on the wall
Most children have these
Some, none at all.
Nine laughs a minute
Ten quarters for pinball
Most children have these
Some, none at all.
One home for shelter...
One bed down the hall...
One blessing daily...
Some, none at all.
poem by Lizzy Pureheart
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The Happiest Christmas
Oh the happiest Christmas
Is a homecoming Christmas
With the snow fluttering down 'til the world seems new
(chorus)
Bright candles burning
Old friends returning
The wishes of children coming true
And the happiest wishes are just old fashioned wishes
May your days be merry, your sorrows be small
May the ones you love be near you
That's the happiest Christmas of all
repeat chorus
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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Children will Save the Planet
Children will Save the Planet
a new world will come,
all children will have fun.
Life will be happy and carefree,
Children will bring light wait and see.
Coming from a distant star,
Children bring knowledge
and know how,
to make us all “live out loud”.
now appearances
are under disguise,
see it in the children’s eyes,
They will overcome,
all “forms” of ADD
and help set us free,
just you wait and see.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 3,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Children Of Persia
Children of persia
Some are the brothers of human kind
And own them, whatsoever their estate;
And some for, for sorrow and self- scorn
Man's enmity with unguarded fate
Feel the love tonight
I will cherished you children of persia
Children of persia I put a smile on the faces of you all
So show your smile for me in return
I give you praises
For being the children of persia
I light up your life children of persia
I share this music that fills my heart with you children of persia
This is your song children of persia
So let's sing it along
The magic comes along
God will lift up your spirit children of persia
If you need to cry children of persia
I will understand
Go ahead and cry
If you want to laugh
Laugh your heart out children of persia
I won't let you fall
Children of persia
I will never abandon you children of persia
This is your song
Let all your fears die children of persia
I am your friend children of persia
What are you going to do at the end?
Children of persia I believe you all could fly
Won't you light the way God for the children of persia?
Children of persia believe in your dreams
Don't give up your hopes children of persia
When tears are in your eyes children of persia I will dry them
I am on your side children of persia when times are rough
Children of persia
I believe that somewhere in the darkest night a candle glows
Children of persia
I believe that the prayers you are saying will be answered
Children of persia
Children of persia you all live from day to day
And you children of persia don't borrow from the sunshine
Children of persia your future is written in the stars
Children of persia I don't want to watch you all drown
Children of persia don't worry about tomorrow
Because tomorrow will worry for it's self
I don't want to hurt you children of persia
This is true
I am being honest with you all children of persia
poem by Aldo Kraas
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The children in black
The children in black
Where did their childhoods go
Trailing water behind
How did they become this cynical
They write words of hate
Tears of joy is no longer a term for them
How can they be so small
But hate so much
The children in black
The children in black
What happened to happiness
Are they that controlled
That everything can effect them
Don't they have the right to laugh
Why are their eyes this guarded
Does everything have to be that formal
What happened to innocence
Did it go away with the faith
The children in black
The children in black
I can see the bitterness
Can't you see the ugly truth
Bitter minds already got their minds trained
So why are children so dark
Is there that much pain
The children in black
The children in black
What happened to be open minded
Did it close like a door
Only opening for a few
Is this society that negative
That they can't see the light
What happened to love
Loving parents and friends
It must have went away
The children in black
The children in black
Their hate scares me
Their eyes make me grimace
With thier hate they can stop the world
But how is that possible when they are so young
Are their minds that easy to twist
The children in black
The children in black
I hope they will soon see the light
I don't know if it's normal to be afraid
But that's what I feel
Why do most people find it easier to be sad
Do they realize it's not
The children aren't children anymore
They're miny adults trying to impress
Why don't people realize this
Are they that oblivious
Maybe if people opened their eyes we could do something
But until then...
The children in black
poem by Lillie Ellis
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Do Good
I will live my life doing good
For i understand
The reason of doing good
So wither with or without
I will live doing good
The only power over evil
Is to live doing good
I will live my life doing good
For goodness is love
Goodness will take you
Higher and above
Goodness is kindness
Goodness brings happiness
It opposes selfishness
Goodness is Godliness
So i will live my life doing good
poem by Matt Ancient
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The Mother Of Babies!
The society has retired and placed me in front of Television,
What I have, is the memory of the working life, glory and pain,
The spouse of mine reminds me of the shrunken apple,
The hazing sight, dreamy eyes that look to the doors knobs,
All of a sudden she has got up at the arrival of the kids',
Drives to the market to pick up the best for their favorite dish,
The giggling and laughing from the kitchen echo,
through otherwise silent and abundant ‘walls and curtains',
The moving of glasses, plates, bowls and happy minds,
The opening and closing of micro wave oven of,
Past year's stories to the updat of the current events,
The baking of sweet fragrant vanilla cakes and pies,
The mother and the children at the kitchen, living room,
Prayer room and even in their bed rooms,
I, as usual mind my business of tending of garden and the home,
The house becomes quiet again, when the working children leave,
When I ask my suddenly bloomed wife of two days,
To bring a glass of water, she turns and looks at me,
Oh! that shrunken apple! She tells she is too tired,
Oh! My children! Please tell me the secrets with no frills,
What do you have to make my wife so happy and thrilled?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Except
I too, will be with thieves, and slanderers
And robbers, embezzlers, child molesters,
Rapists, prostitutes, and murderers
Today,
Listening
Patiently listening, like a father to sons & daughters on a big family,
I will be with them, hearing their woes, and
Worries, and cries, and
Lies,
I was born to listen to all of them,
Except for the tax collectors,
For whom, Christ with Zaccheus, once ate
Long time ago.
Today, all of them have been absolved of their sins,
Now they ride in flashy cars,
Live in their own mansions
These tax collectors,
Except
All those above enumerated, all the people
Still pay them their taxes, feeding them, sheltering them,
As I today, shall hear all their woes & cries
But mostly, lies and more lies.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I too, have got shoes
Have you seen shoes on children here
No shoes for other children
No shoes for your children
My uncle said to my dad
I lost my shoes—small shoes
from then on
My feet crushed the thorns
from then on
The city was taken from me
But not me from the city
from then on
Many years later my shoe remover died
And I got back my shoes
Bigger shoes—for crushing thorns
from then on
I cat walked in them
And went to bed in them
from then on
I got the city back
Even when I stayed there
from then on
Believe me I too have got shoes
And I slip my feet in them
But not for sleep anymore
Yes I too have got shoes
Other children wear shoes
My children wear shoes
Wear shoes why not
Why not why not why not why not
Shoes in the cot
Shoes to school
Shoes to the market
Shoes to the office
Why not wear shoes
poem by Moses Kainwo
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Toy for Future Children
A blind and deaf bullet buried in the field
Dozing through decades of blood and bones
Then one morning
In a bustling future
As the children return to the field
Returning to goof around and chase each other
The blind and deaf bullet will be dug up
Will be dug up and awaken
In the middle of this happiness
As the children shriek and crow
The bullet will wake up
Wake up and open its eyes
Open its eyes and explode
Explode and the children will die
Die with their bodies and faces shattered
There, that’s the toy left over by your parents
O my children
What more can I say
What can say to my children, to my children
To a pitiful future.
The Book
Standing at the door, to your room, I lean against the frame,
I am frozen, I whisper your name.
The chair at the desk, where you always sat, to work
is in place, unmoved, in the dark.
I sigh, holding my breathe, I switch on the light
I say your name, adjust my eyes to the sight.
Everything is in its place, unmoved, just waiting
on your return, digital clock on desk blinking
in even rhythm, as time moves on,
unaware, uncaring that you are gone.
on the wall, family pictures of the past
moments in time, captured, held fast.
Afraid to break the silence, to enter the room, I wait
and for a moment I pretend you are just late,
that I will turn as I hear your footsteps on the stair
and see you standing, smiling, blue eyes full of care.
and then, that moment, that hope, has past
one heavy foot forward, I enter the room at last.
An inspiration, to me, to all of us, friends and family
you dealt with your illness, with strength and dignity,
I can still hear your laughter, your silly jokes,
remembering your love for books and gadgets.
reminiscing, I notice on your desk, a book
lying open, page marked, I move to have a look
As I read I start to smile, your last message,
the lyrics from Life of Brian, a circled passage
'Always look on the Bright side of Life'
for my children and my wife.
poem by Julie Duff
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Children Of The Moon
(lead vocal - david paton)
Pay no attention to the writing on the wall
The words seem empty cause theres nothing there at all
We let the wise men beat the drums too soon
We were just children of the moon
No one to turn to
Nowhere to run to even if we could
Too late to save us but try to understand
The seas were empty there was hunger in the land
We let the blind man lead the way too long
Easy to see where we went wrong
Nothing to live for
Nothing to die for
Were lost in the middle of a hopeless world
Lost in the middle of a hopeless world
Children children of the moon watch the world go by
Children children of the moon are hiding from the sun and the sky
Children children of the moon watch it all go by
Children children of the moon are blinded by the light in their eyes
No one to turn to
Nowhere to run to even if we could
Follow the pilgrim to the temple of the dawn
The altars empty and the sacrifice is gone
We let the madmen write the golden rules
We were no more than mortal fools
Nothing to live for
Nothing to die for
Were lost in the middel of a hopeless world
Lost in the middle of a hopeless world
Children children of the moon watch the world go by
Children children of the moon hiding from the sky
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Obadiah Bell
I am fit and I am well (so said Obadiah Bell.)
I take life as it come from day to day,
I have never been a scorner
Of the 'trouble round the corner,'
For it may be lurking half a life away.
No false vision ere bewitches
Me with dreams of fame or riches,So I'm fairly well content and free of strife.
With my job and friends and my garden and my fowls, and my club and my bowls
and my pipe and my books and my dog and my family and my wife.
And, since I seek the safer things in life,
Most especially my family and wife.
On occasion, vagrant fears stir me with the passing years,
A sudden qualm, a flash of half-felt fright;
But I know my limitations
As a savior of nations:
And who am I to put the world aright.
So, when qualms like these assail me,
What I find may never fail me
As, contented as I may, tho' life I jog,
Are my job and friends and my fowls and my club and my bowls and my pipe
and my family and my wife and my books and my garden and my dog,
And, when I'd dissipate some mental fog,
Most especially my garden and my dog.
For a man can tell tell (so said Obadiah Bell.)
When what he has may one day disappear:
So I thank what gods there be
That all they gave to me
Has stayed with me for yet another year.
And I do such as I can
To assist my fellow man
And wish him blessed as I am with my lot
With my family and my wife, and my job and my bowls and my pipe and my
dog and my club and my friends and my little garden plot;
And, when I think of all the joy I've got,
Most especially my friends, and which is not?
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Anything Will Do to Do That, Right?
Anything will do to do that, right?
Anything to keep desires flavored fresh.
It doesn't matter the sources,
Or where those resources come from, either.
You're in this for the show of things...
And you want those 'things' you got
Kept to keep on showing!
Anything will do to do that, right?
A career is too long to achieve.
You're waiting for one to come like magic.
Just for the money,
To splurge on worthless wants
And claimed needs.
So you're looking through the classifieds?
Hoping to find something that makes you qualified...
To sit with nothing at all to do,
As you play around with numbers
Thinking of clever ways to pay the bills...
And purchase something new to impress co-workers,
Family, friends and debt collectors too!
Anything will do to do that, right?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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