If I had Time
If I had time,
I'd go to Church,
And hear the Litany,
That says if I,
Pray till I die,
There's riches due to me.
If I had time,
I'd go to School,
And listen to the Sage,
Who'll tell me,
In his wisdom,
There are jewels on his page.
If I had time,
Then I would seek,
The Politicians view,
Who'd tell me,
If I vote for him,
That benefits accrue.
If I had time,
I'd look to Law,
To settle the dispute,
I'd seek advice,
Clear and concise,
If that would bear me fruit.
But are they selling Gems, or Glass, these wise and learned few?
I cannot put a price on truth, and nor, I think, can you.
So spend your time with Prudence,
Or with Sarah,
Or Yvonne,
That way you'll still have memories, when all the rest has gone!
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poem by Owain Glyn
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Time in Iraq
A time to fight,
A time to pray,
A time to leave,
A time to stay.
A time to question guilt,
A time to count the friendships built.
A time to smile,
A time to cry.
A time to say 'Hello'
A time to say 'Goodbye'
A time for living,
A time for giving,
A time for forgiving,
A time for pain.
A time to blame.
A time to kill,
A time to maim.
A time to to settle back,
A time to retire and stay home.
poem by Philip Lore
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There Is a Time To.....
There is.......
A time to write,
A time to listen,
A time to learn,
A time to play,
A time to read,
A time to see,
A time to lead,
A time to sleep,
A time to be happy,
A time to be mad,
A time to be silly,
A time to be sad.
A time to wake,
A time to stay,
A time to talk,
A time to walk.
A time to help,
A time to hurt,
A time to scheme,
A time to dream,
A time to make a difference,
A time to love,
A time to try,
A time to die
A time to wonder,
A time to want,
A time to live,
A time to do something.
There is always going to be a time,
But will you do something when that time comes?
poem by Michelle Hyde
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Time
time has always been with
us and we have learned
to trust
its wisdom, its power to
heal, its power
to lead us to where
destiny waits us
with surprises
time rusts and time shines
time kills and time resurrects
time gives birth and time
gives death and time knows
the memories of cycles
time makes the promise
and so here we are asking: when?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Time Time Time
Time time time
Make time, give time, take time out
Win time, cost time, the time of your life
Spend time, sell time, the good times and the bad
Kill time, zero time, all the time in the world
Time watch, time travel, time to begin
Time table, time square, can I fit you in
Time frame, time to go, time that you grew up
But tell me...
How do you feel?
poem by Shaun William Hayes
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A time to bury sorrow
A time for you and a time for me,
to be whatever, we choose to be;
to set our sights, to reach the peak,
to realize goals, we truly seek.
A time to dwell. on things long past,
a time to think, on things that last;
on family, friends and things that matter,
on things that endure and do not scattter.
A time to laugh and a time to weep,
a time for treasured things to keep;
a time for reflection on how we feel,
a time to mend and a time to heal.
A time to live and a time to die,
a time for joy and a time to cry;
a time to smile and a time for tears,
a time for God to calm our fears.
A time to despose of loved ones dead,
A time to get on with the day ahead;
To blot out death and face the 'morrow,
To clear the mind and bury sorrow.
poem by David Lessard
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Sonnet - God's Time Is Best
There is a time to play, a time to read;
There is a time to work, a time to rest;
There is a time to plough, a time to seed;
But when it is God's time, it is the best.
There is a time to laugh, a time to cry;
There is a time for self, a time for guest;
There is a time to stop, a time to try;
But when it is God's time, it is the best.
There is a time to eat, a time to bake;
There is a time to fly, a time to nest;
There is a time to break, a time to make;
But when it is God's time, it is the best.
There is a time to learn, a time to test;
But when it is God's time, it is the best.
poem by John Celes
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A Time For Now
a time to cheer, a time to cry,
a time to live, a time to die,
a time to sleep, a time to wake,
a time for real, a time for fake,
a time for truth, a time to lie,
a time to laugh, a time to sigh,
a time to stand, a time to fall,
a time for one, a time for all,
a time for love, a time for hate,
a time to run, a time to wait,
a time to stay, a time to flee,
a time for you, a time for me.
poem by Arik Fletcher
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Last Time
Well I told you once and I told you twiceight.
But ya never listen to my advice goin right.
You dont try very hard to please me
With what you know it should be easy
Well this could be the last time
This could be the last time
Maybe the last time
I dont know. oh no. oh no.
Well, Im sorry girl but I cant stay
Feelin like I do today
Its too much pain and too much sorrow
Guess Ill feel the same tomorrow
Well this could be the last time
This could be the last time
Maybe the last time
I dont know. oh no. oh no.
Well I told you once and I told you twice
That someone will have to pay the price
But heres a chance to change your mind
Cuz Ill be gone a long, long time
Well this could be the last time
This could be the last time
Maybe the last time
I dont know. oh no. oh no.
Well, this could be the last time
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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Politics Or Politricks?
Forgive me if I've lost the point,
What use is politics?
Each party seems to wreck the joint,
With madcap politricks...
Based on lies as manifestos...
What are we voting for?
Are politicians friends or foes?
'Cos they don't know the score!
I'll never vote for you-know-who!
He'll never vote for me!
I won't vote red, I won't vote blue,
They've got no clue, you see!
The same mistakes they've made last time!
And brand new ones as well...
I thought Great Britain was sublime,
But now it's more like Hell...
I used to be a trusting soul,
Believing everything!
But now it's got beyond control,
We're all left wondering!
A right old mess, without a doubt,
We're all in debt today!
I think it's time God helps us out!
I think it's time to pray...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Time And How To Spend It
LONG AGO AND FAR AWAY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF SPACE
THERE WAS NO CLOCK, THERE WAS NO TIME, NOR ANY MAN TO COUNT IT
THEN FROM THE VOID, DARK REACH OF SPACE, A WONDROUS GLOBE APPEARED
BUT STILL NO CLOCK, STILL NO TIME, AND STILL NO MAN TO COUNT IT
AND THEN FROM GOD, EARTH AND CLAY, CAME MAN AND TIME-BOTH FLEETING
THEN DAY AND NIGHT, DARK AND LIGHT, DIVIDED BY SUN'S GREETING AND CAME THE NEED TO KEEP THE TIME, OF WHICH THERE SEEMS NO ENDING
AND SOME GREAT SAGE WITH DOUR WORD IS NOW A MESSAGE SENDING
HASTEN QUICKLY, LOSE NO TIME, THE END OF TIME IS PENDING
NOW YESTERDAYS ARE LONG AGO AND TOMORROW MAY NOT COME
SO TAKE EACH MOMENT AS A GIFT-FROM SUN TO SETTING SUN
BUT WASTE NO TIME WITH HURTFUL THOUGHTS SPEND NO TIME DESTRUCTIVE
FOR TIME YOU SEE IS A PRECIOUS THING, SO SPEND YOUR TIME CONSTRUCTIVE. THOUGH I'M NO SAGE NOR LETTERED MAN, ONE THING I KNOW FOR CERTAIN
IT'S BEST TO SPEND TIME DAY BY DAY---UNTIL THAT FINAL CURTAIN!
poem by Lyken L. Warren
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Terrible place
There is time to smell the flowers,
There is time to drink the wine,
We have time to sit and think
About the love we left behind.
There is time to be romantic,
There is time to say goodbye,
We have time to hear the music
Of the babies when they sigh.
There is time to feel remorseful,
There is time to heal old wounds,
We have time to learn the lessons
From the wars that brought us gloom.
There is time to feel excitement,
There is time to trust a friend,
We have time to love each other
In this world that we must tend.
There is time to watch the sunset,
There is time to sit and stare,
We have time to whisper softly
To the ones we find most fair.
There is time to see the heavens,
There is time to praise the Lord,
We have time to take slow walks
Across the fields that we adore.
Please let this be a lesson learned
Treasure each and every trice,
For time holds no one to itself
It’s lost at a terrible price……
poem by Char Pattrick
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Time, Baby... Just Time!
jail time, heroin time,
back alley shuffle time,
standing in the soup line time....
sleeping in old cars time,
day work, selling blood time,
lost your job, no work time,
lost your house, nowhere time....
get your school in prison time,
radical free thought time,
fighting against the man time...
bum a smoke, a cup of coffee time.
woman done gone, aint coming back time.
food stamps and unemployment time...
kick off your damn chains time.
forgive, and forgiven time...
stand up and fight time,
hands joining hands time...
time, baby... just time!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Time in Hell
I float in time with open mind...
A quest; a chance of riddled thought:
Infinity squared, then seek to find
An answer; pained and overwrought,
I dodder with an addled head;
Befuddled, merging with a haze of
Mysticism, then to tread
A metaphoric swamp – a maze
Of existentialism…
But now for time to tick in rhyme
With ‘tock’ – a clock to tell thro’ chime
Precisely on the knell
That as I dared to understand,
I must be deep in Hell…
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
Time
Time, time
Time, time, time, time
Ticking time, timing time
Time and time and time in time is time
for time in Hell is time and time for time, is time
Oh time is time, time, time, ticking time in Hell
Ticking time, timing time
Time, time, time, time
Time time
Time
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Time and time again,
Time and time again,
Time and time again,
Man and time hast limits,
Limited knowledge on intelligence,
This pattern came back again,
Of my memories and obstacles,
Each man want's to conquer,
Time and time again,
Let's love humanity with truth,
Worship the Lord in spirit and truth,
Truth that I embrace,
Time and time again,
Elevate the words that are truthful to surpass the old.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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Choose Any Game Except Reality Responsibility
take time time spend your time
spend your time to achieve what?
time is a precious sacred gift
a gift if used for true worship
for deep thought meditation
time is a dimensional illusion
time is not filled with freedom
time is filled with work necessity
time is filled with responsibility
time learning growing adaptability
time is bending of material form
to our will let water in pipes flow
let electricity power our machines
let electricity illuminate our nights
let wisdom exercise machine mind
dimensional will mind bending space
time thought is vast limitless spacious
for those who seek answers silences
on line gamers seek flash noise fillers
a moth flies through their ears heads
moth flying through head space invaders
filling all empty spaces with sound games
on line gamers escape interaction think not
time flush down drains steal communication
choose any game except reality responsibility
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Two Sides To Every Story
There are two sides to every story
Not just the side of them or theirs,
So never judge or hold a grudge
And when you listen, please listen with care.
Listen to one side and then always the other
Not just one side and then walk away
If you pick that route, sad you'll turn out
And never will you ever feel or be the same.
You will hate yourself as truth be told
If you listen to only one side of the story
You'll live in disgrace, when you see your face
And never will you fill satisfaction or joy.
As time will come, and of course time will tell
Someday the truth it will all come out
And when it you do hear, will you shed a tear
As you found out you took the wrong route.
There is two sides to every story
Not just the side that you want to hear
And not from their soul, that you do not know
And not from someone who will cry you a tear.
When you listen, please listen well
No matter if they be friend or foe
Look into their eyes, then you might realize
And then the truth might just be known.
To condemn someone is such a terrible act
Which you must live with the rest of your life
You will live in shame, for someone you falsely blamed
And always you will question yourself why.
A pretty face or a sad sad story
Guilt either begins or ends with that line
As a pretty face, it can mask lies or hate
Then the truth through deception is left behind.
There are two sides to every story
I must preach that statement once again
Listen to both sides, then the judgment you can decide
And happy you will be in the end
As you cannot judge a book by it's cover
No matter what you might hear or what might be said
As so many will lie, so that to get pity on their side
While untruth and deception they will had led.
A saddened face is just a saddened story
There is more to the truth to one persons story
Don't falsely judge, if so even GOD will hold a grudge
Then far away you will be from his glory.
When you listen to a story listen with your soul
Never be afraid to ask a question or even ask why
And always seek the truth, as you would seek out good fruit
And remember to every story there is always another side.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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There Is Time
There is time to go for a walk just to the park
There is time to spend some time at home today
There is time to love somebody today
There is time to help somebody today
There is time to sing a new song
There is time to turn a new leaf
There is time to pray
There is time to laugh
There is time to eat a good balanced meal
There is time to have a warm bath
poem by Aldo Kraas
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My First Time
My first time I have my own place, ever.
My first time I live alone, ever.
My first time I don't have to take care of
anyone but me, ever.
My first time I have to learn to shop
all over again, for one, ever.
My first time I bought a half of
a galon of milk, ever.
My first time I have to learn how to
cook all over again, for one, ever.
My first time I have to clean my
place up, for one, ever.
My first time I have to learn how
to live alone, ever.
My first holidays I spend without a
child, ever.
My first time I don't have someone
to tuck in, ever.
My first time I don't have someone to say
'Good Night Son or Love', ever.
My first time.
Ever.
poem by Sarah Stites
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Time
Where dose time really go once it has past
Time is time
Is there such a thing as bad timing
Why dose it fly when were having fun
And slow down when we want it to fly
Can you answer me
Can you tell me why
Dose time stand still
Time waits for no one
Travel in time machine
Dose time ever take time out
Time rules the world
From the time we raise to the time we sleep
We are paid for our
WE pay to use someone else's time
So time is money really
Time we spend together
A life time
We use time reading the times or time magazine
Can you tell me the time please
How many times would that have been said
Lunch time dinner time
My time your time
Your wasting time your wasting my time
Killing time i don't think so
We are running out of time
Race against time
loosing time
Making up for lost time
A bit of overtime
Time to go
Time
Time
is your presence.
Time
is your smile.
Time
is your kindness.
Time
is when you linger.
Yet
Time
is also my Enemy.
Time
is the prison guard stopping my dreams.
Time
laughs at me.
Time
is gone in a blink.
Time
is but a mist.
Time
vanishes so quickly.
Time
is not my own.
Time
is not on my side.
Time
wants to run.
Time
wants to stop running.
Time
is my tears.
Time
is my frustration.
Does time have emotions?
Is time a she?
Does she ever get sad
or discouraged like me?
Is time a he?
Does he like to tell me
how I failed yet again,
as I ran late,
and he kept a scorecard?
Does time give grace?
Does time care?
Is time just a hand on a clock,
a page in a book,
or a note from the past?
Time has so many facets
and so many faces.
I wish I could
be on the same team
as time
but somehow it seems
he always rejects me.
poem by Julie A Smith
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