I Was There
In this world when you first arrived
I was there at your mothers side,
Holding her hand, I was filled with pride,
I was there when you first arrived.
It was I alone who rubbed your hair
It was I who counted your fingers and toes,
And I was I who proudly held you first
And it was I alone who rubbed your nose.
When you first arrived in this world
It was I, who was thinking is it a boy or a girl
But then to myself, I really didn't care,
As long as you arrived, to answer my prayer.
I was there with you every step of the way
I watched your birth, and your coming of age
And what I say now, I say with both a vigor and pride,
That I was there, when you first arrived.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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One Day
I dont know when the time might come,
I dont even know where I might be
But this I do say, until that one day
That then; I will be free.
I think of that day with every step I take,
As I wish for it, with every breath I breathe
As I hope my day will come, before my life is done,
Then finally I'll know, you will belong to me.
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Doesn't anyone want me and my soul to be free.
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I tell them too, that one day it will be my day,
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The Moment You Arrived
The moment you arrived,
I knew you too.
Your eyes penetrated through,
My inhabitions hidden.
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Growing unrestricted...
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The moment you arrived...
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Could provide...
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We knew what to expect would be accepted,
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And we knew,
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Without the benefit of a single guess,
Would never again be neglected.
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I attempted to hide...
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When I am dead and buried, on my tombstone I would like to have it written, 'I have arrived.' Because when you feel that you have arrived, you are dead.
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Hoping Of Happy New Year
Hoping of happy New Year
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The New Year has arrived
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I will not shrink, run or hide.
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with a ton of angels at my side.
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Just One
With one hand I held your hand
And with the other hand I held to my heart
As you are the one who made me complete
So never from you will I leave or part.
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But not for just today but forever more
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With one arm I held you to protect you
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While defending you and keeping you at my side.
With these fingers they will write for you
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Last Night, I Died
Last night, I died
And there was no one there
There was no one for me to speak to
Except for GOD; who I did in prayer.
I asked GOD then to forgive me
And please, erase the sins of this man
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And then I asked him please; hold my hand.
And as I lay there dying
Unto GOD I freely spoke
I thanked him for all the gifts he gave me,
I thanked him for all the words I wrote.
Then I closed my eyes and had memories
But not of the bad times, only the good,
Then I thought of the people I loved and trusted,
Not because I had to, but because I should.
And while I was there still alone
Awaiting for death to take my life,
I began to cry, but not for me
But for my son, and the woman I call wife.
Then I thought in Heaven who would walk with me
When I arrived, in my new home,
Then I thought who would be with me
Or in Heaven I thought, Would I walk alone.
And as I awaited For my life to end
I worried as I began to think of everyone else,
The sting of death really didn't bother me,
But only knowing, I would die by myself.
And then at last death it came,
And there for me, no one had cried
Because no one knew that I left this world
Because no one knew, last night I had died.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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(Solitude poems) To Letiya
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Safari trip
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we are very excited to go so we started jumping
we got in the van
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Left Munich at 8:35 P. M, on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at 6:46, but train was an hour late. Buda-Pesth seems a wonderful place, from the glimpse which I got of it from the train and the little I could walk through the streets. I feared to go very far from the station, as we had arrived late and would start as near the correct time as possible.
Bram Stoker in Dracula (1897)
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Techno Madness
Snooped and watched...
In a primative upscale modern scheme,
To demean.
And patrolled by robots scattered.
Coming to your neighborhood.
Appearing on the scene.
Tapped and padded down,
By sensors planted underground...
To monitor each step.
And what thought one has,
Communicating to exchange...
Probing what the mind thinks next!
Systematic techno madness,
Has arrived in disguise to grow.
Systematic techno madness,
Has arrived speeding minds of the wise...
Who know!
Snooped and watched...
And patrolled by robots scattered.
Tapped and padded down,
By sensors planted underground...
To monitor each step.
Producing an accepted techno madness,
At its systematic best.
We're being undone to redo,
To renew and improve...
What's been done!
And for everyone that dawning comes.
To leave a life once known,
Quicker than can be imagined.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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