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From Womb To Womb

from the womb of my mother
where i once slept
i shall walk up straight
and run and play and then
stop for a while
contemplating about my
sweetest surrender
and then i bow down to
earth
with all respect
genuflect and kneel
and prostate my whole being
before its sun
its trees its rivers
and skies
praying that i be taken
back
to its womb
where i shall sleep
contentedly
forever

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Still Borns Of Africa

we are still in the womb
swimming in the filthy fluid of corruption
we are still in the womb
battling to cut the umbilical cord of pollution
we are still in the womb
preying on the reminant of deprived relation
we are still in the womb
drowning in the congest world of deprivation
we are still in the womb
protesting against divisional segregation
we are still in the womb
exsalting the strength of voices calling for attention
we are still in the womb
reaching the spheres through screw faces and traumatic expression
we are still in the womb
paddling our ways through neglect and isolation
we are still in the womb
stirring gently towards the end of our active function
we are still in the womb of africa
waiting to be called the still borns of our mother

poem by Kemurl Fofanah
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Hideaway

i dream back of the past, where the womb i stay, is nothing
but a place where i can be in a day.......

moving out is not but a dream that everybody is busy, looking
something that everybody couldn't see......

my thought is humble to think that, in the shelves i use to play is
but a womb's mother i usually think that it is easy to be free....

i always ask even if it takes lust, all the memory is gone, only
the bad things is fun....

all it seems, it is fine and everything is with me, knowing i made
it for that day, wandering for every joy would leads me to make
me happy.....

i have stand on my own, i know where i go, believing that i am a
little god, great as it could be, never i hold to the womb iam
fold.....

innocent as a child, all day long i wait to the mother breast i suck,
to the milk iam glad, leaving behind the pain i my hands

let the hideaway may come in my dreams i stand, may you always be
in my mother womb i stay..... for only in my mother's womb.... i
could be free

poem by Antonio Liao
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Womb to womb to tomb

I am born unto this womb
To be born again unto another womb
Before I take birth once again unto another womb
Then as mark of respect
A tomb shall man place on that womb
To remind the world
That this day a man
Was, born unto this womb.

Before another birth I seek
To live another life in another womb
In the seas of life I shall swim
Before I am once again ready
To take birth unto this womb
To be born again unto another womb
Before, I take birth once again to be entombed.

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poem by cyclopseven Ram
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Be Very Patient

Be very patient,
The potter's clay;
Be very wise,
The writer's pen;
Be very useful,
Of the muse of life with a living hope;
Let your yes be yes and your no be no.
Life is like the patience of Iyyob,
So abstain from fleshly lust;
Like the days of our visitations on this earth.

Sarah obeyed Abraham,
Like the sea and the seashore;
So established are the two witnesses.
Oh womb, womb, womb!
Oh bomb, bomb, bpomb! !
Oh tomb, tomb, tomb! ! !
Be very patient in this life.
Womb. bomb, tomb;
The womb is opened.
Womb, bomb, tomb;
The earth is defiled.
Womb, bomb, tomb;
The time of trouble on this earth with our muses.

Our bombs will shake the heavens,
And our sins will led us to our tombs;
As it is written in the Book Of Life like,
A child born today from the womb.
We came out of the womb and,
Many of us will be killed by the bombs! !
Which will finally send us into the tombs.
Read about the facts,
Learn about the truth,
Our days of darkness from the womb!

We came out of the womb and,
Are destroying the world with our bombs;
Soon, we will be buried in the tombs!
Womb, bomb, tomb;
Be very patient on this earth without hatred.
Lets be each others keeper,
Lets learn for the truth of all things;
Our days on this earth is still very short.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Daughter of my womb

Daughter of my womb
You've stabbed my heart so bad
You've killed the bearer of your life
Daughter of my womb am dying

My smile is but a frown
I have no idea whom I will crown
As the daughter of your womb
For you've sent them all to the tomb

My wrinkled hands needed a tender one
My closing eye libs needed to see before they are gone
The seed of the seed of my womb are no more
Daughter of my womb, you've killed the daughters of your womb

The medicine man in his robes
Administered the wrong root for a drug
Your womb is empty I have nothing to wait for
Why didn't you tell me of your planned atrocities before?
Daughter of my womb

Daughter of my womb
You've stabbed my heart so bad
You've killed the bearer of your womb
You've sent your seed to the tomb
You've dragged the generation of your womb
Daughter of my womb, you've killed us.

poem by Robert Abok
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Mother

Over land and over sea
She reaches out to me
weaving and threading the loom
from womb to womb
Slaves and merchants
pilgrims and thieves
felt her hand and charted skies
by following her moon
Mother
Mother
Mother

Some came and built with stone and bone
some planted fields on promised land
and harvested their dreams

song performed by by Cyndi Lauper from Sisters Of Avalon
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The Child in the Womb…

The child in the womb longs
To leave the darkness ’round,
And see the light of the world,
Created by God.

The child in the womb yearns
To breathe the lovely air
Of independent life,
Made by God.

The child in the womb wants
To move about with ease,
On planet earth’s terrain,
Meant for it.

The child in the womb waits
To show its cry of life,
And feel its mother’s warmth,
And parents’ love.

The child in the womb loves
To show its beauteous form,
That love of God gave it,
Free of cost!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-15-2008

poem by John Celes
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Shall I use sword to solve Gordian Knot

when I opened my eyes to the world,
Not only my mouth opened to
breast of my mother,
Much before that my ears were open,
And skin that sensed touch of men or woman,
Known or unknown,
Expressing that by laugh or weep,

Then slowly opened eyes to see that world,
And light entered in eyes earlier,
Now reached brain!
Then started the questions and mystery Train,
And I became as what my elders trained!

But some years later I learnt life is from womb to tomb,
That made me to sit on tomb, into which I
saw someone sleeping,
As bone and skeleton,
With that hollow skull,

Then I learnt where one day I have to Go!
I disliked to sleep there with that hollow skull

I reached there without hollow skull,
But with brainful of painful thoughts!

If tomb is my destination,
Why came from womb,
If I can't assimilate, why should I eat,
If I can't solve the puzzle, why should bother it,
If everything is fate, how best life that I can rate?

I came to home straight and
Slept in a wooden box to feel my tomb with soulful brain!

I started learning to
Go where I should go,
Go and sleep in that wooden tomb and slept well there
and became familiar with that!

Then came my mother where I
am,
When she learnt that I am in my
own tomb,
Called father to show where I
am, Both lifted me
And laughed, Kissed me and said,
'You naughty, hiding there? '

Someday I have to throw this old used scrap in the waste box called my tomb,

If life Gordian knot,
Shall I use that sword to cut the rope,
The sword of self knowledge,
which is ultimate and impatient action,
I need not go and win the world,
Only I want win myself,

Self that in me have that thrill
And the joy of solving puzzle,
Within fairness of the game?

It kills the spirit in me,
And the spirit of puzzle
If I cut the rope,
And that game is over to me!

Let me play a while,
my mother is always ready,
She takes my into her lap
I will sleep in that love that is divine,
Than sleeping here in this tomb,
Once I throw that baggage aside
That was useful always in this journey,
All fate goes to that bag and not it can come unto me,
I am that son of God,
And God has to guide me as he is always my elder,
And He is my Fate, and I am destined to play and sleep with him!

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Surrender

Will you tell me
All your secrets
Could you really be sincere
Whisper all your inhibitions
The things you most fear
Dont turn away
I want to get to know you in the worst, worst way
Come back baby come back
Come back baby come back
Come back baby come back
Surrender su-su-surrender to me
Surrender su-su-su-su-surrender
Surrender su-su-surrender to me
Surrender su-su-su-su-surrender
Will you show me
All your treasures
That wich is most near and dear
Share with me your
Prized possessions
Not just some souvenirs
Dont be afraid
A little tiny bit can go a long long way
Come back baby come back
Come back baby come back
Come back baby come back
Surrender su-su-surrender to me
Surrender su-su-su-su-surrender
Surrender su-su-surrender to me
Surrender su-su-su-su-surrender
Babe I love you cant you see
Baby tell me haow you feel about me
Do you want me
Do you need me
Baby tell me honestly
Do you want my
Love forever or temporarily
Youve got the key
So open up your heart and
Be my destiny
Come back baby come back
Come back baby come back
Surrender su-su-surrender to me
Surrender su-su-su-su-surrender
Surrender su-su-surrender to me
Surrender su-su-su-su-surrender
Surrender su-su-surrender to me
Surrender su-su-su-su-surrender
Surrender su-su-surrender to me
Surrender su-su-su-su-surrender

song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Sleep Forever

Down I lie
Sleeping all day
Still asleep for years
Surrounded by tears
Of friends, relations and further
But still sleep, sleep and sleep forever.

My eyes all closed extremely shut
My body is dry, straight and flat
As I lie in wooden house
Helpless like a dead mouse
Alone with no any other
As I sleep, sleep and sleep forever.

In my best black suit
My voice on mute
Waiting for the judgement
In a new environment
Coping with underground weather
As I sleep, sleep and sleep forever.

I've left all my worth
And ignored all my breath
Tell that I slept to each and every head
For that's a polite word to me as the dead
To come back I'll never
It's a sleep, sleep and sleep forever.

poem by Walani Ndhlovu
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Mother Cluny

Mother cluny
Rock me in your womb
Mother cluny
Rock me in your womb
Take the fear
And pain I feel
Turn em into
Tears that heal
Mother cluny
Rock me in your womb
Mother cluny
Suckle me at your breat
Mother cluny
Suckle me at your breat
Tend the seed
That love has sown
In the temple of my
Flesh and bone
Mother cluny
Suckle me at your breast
Mother cluny
Hold me in your fire
Mother cluny
Hold me in your fire
That I may shed
This dead old skin
That I may find
The fire within
Mother cluny
Hold me in your fire
Mother cluny
Clothe and send me forth
Mother cluny
Clothe and send me forth
To be present
At the birth
Of the new heaven
Of the new earth
Mother cluny
Clothe and send me...
Clothe and send me forth

song performed by by Waterboys
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Whenever I Say Your Name

Whenever I say your name, whenever I call to mind your face
Whatever bread's in my mouth, whatever the sweetest wine that I taste
Whenever your memory feeds my soul, whatever got broken becomes whole
Whenever I'm filled with doubts that we will be together
Wherever I lay me down, wherever I put my head to sleep
Whenever I hurt and cry, whenever I got to lie awake and weep
Whenever I kneel to pray, whenever I need to find a way
I'm calling out your name
Whenever those dark clouds hide the moon
Whenever this world has gotten so strange
I know that something's gonna change
Something's gonna change
Whenever I say your name, Whenever I say your name, I'm already praying, I'm already praying
I'm already filled with a joy that I can't explain
Wherever I lay me down, wherever I rest my weary head to sleep
Whenever I hurt and cry, whenever I got to lie awake and weep
Whenever I'm on the floor
Whatever it was that I believed before
Whenever I say your name, whenever I say it loud, I'm already praying
Whenever this world has got me down, whenever I shed a tear
Whenever the TV makes me mad, whenever I'm paralyzed with fear
Whenever those dark clouds fill the sky, whenever I lose the reason why
Whenever I'm filled with doubts that we will be together
Whenever the sun refuse to shine, whenever the skies are pouring rain
Whatever I lost I thought was mine whenever I close my eyes in pain
Whenever I kneel to pray, whenever I need to find a way
I'm calling out your name
Whenever this dark begins to fall
Whenever I'm vulnerable and small
Whenever I feel like I could die
Whenever I'm holding back the tears that I cry
Whenever I say your name, w

song performed by by Sting
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The Umbilical Connect

the umbilical chord's
severed to let me be
to know my 'self'
and ever since
i continue to struggle

but even while it's intact
you knew your 'self'
for you're blessed with
the wisdom to unravel
the ever intriguing
birth and death
while the chord nurtured you...

what blessed soul must have
descended to bless my womb
is that all i owed you
nurturing you within
the confines
of my womb...

blessed is my womb
to have sheltered
you on this earth
to deliver you back
to the realms unknown

no, no...
i don't pull you to
the earth bound travails
but
at times i wonder
what you, whom i called
naciketa looked like...

you showed me the way
that in birth, is contained death

30oct2009
15.54hrs

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Room For The Life

Hey there, you lady in tears,
Do you think that they care if theyre real, woman?
They just take it as part of the deal.
Lost in your men and the games you play.
Trying to prove that youre better, woman.
But you neednt get heavy with them.
Like it or not, we were built tough,
Because were woman.
No, we never die for long,
While weve got that little life
To live for, where its hid inside.
No, we never die for long,
Oh! woman, two in one,
Theres room for a life in your womb, woman,
Inside of you can be two, woman,
Theres room for a life in your womb, woman,
Mama woman, aha!
Night after night in the quiet house,
Plaiting her hair by the fire, woman,
With no lover to free her desire,
How long do you think she can stick it out?
How long do you think before shell go out, woman?
Hey! get up on your feet and go get it, now.
Like it or not, we keep bouncing back,
Because were woman.
No, we never die for long,
While weve got that little life
To live for, where its hid inside.
Oh! woman, two in one,
Theres room for a life in your womb, woman,
Inside of you can be two, woman,
Theres room for a life in your womb, woman,
Mama woman, aha!
A-mama-woma-mama-woman-aha!
A-mama-woma-mama-woman-aha!
Oh, mama-woman, two-in-a-one, aha!
Oh, two in one, aha!
Oh, woman! woman! woman! woman!
Theres room for a life in your womb!
Theres room for a life in your womb!
Two in one, aha!
Two in one! two in one! two in one!
Room for a life in your womb.

song performed by by Kate Bush
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Darkness, Man, And God!

lonliness...
the soul cried out for
the presence of god,
even while held in the womb!

and so stars appeared,
for we feared darkness...
forgetting darkness our mother.
and we howled as wolves,

until there was fire.
yet the flesh we cooked
was our own...
darkness wept, and created dawn.

and the tribes of man rebelled
against the scent of the mother...
and civilization was born.
and men created distance,

between themselves,
between themselves and god.
so man created progress,
fueled by conceptual learning...

and so fed his fears,
and the distance widened!
so men created images of god,
faces cold and wrathful!

and men killed each other,
being drunk with blood.
and men raped the earth,
as savage beasts,

without the heart of animals.
prophets came and pointed the way,
men sold their words for profit!
unable to love, men learned to hate...

till the world aflame screamed, 'stop! '
and hunger became the way of the masses...
hunger for bread, and something more.
the great mother's tears fell like rain...

and the womb shuddered in silence.
till one by one, pilgrims extending hands,
formed a bridge, and lit a lantern.
and the children, born and yet unborn...

returned to the womb of darkness.
praying love and touching human faces,
aware of the presence that never left.
the sun set in glory on the cool dark night...

knowing dawn, as sure as the stars,
was coming! the howl of wolves,
the barking of dogs, the flap of wings...
suddenly silent with awe...

and connection!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Feel Grateful To Our Earth Mother

Feel grateful to our Earth mother for at least we should feel aware
That without her we could not exist of us she takes good care
We pollute her sky and waterways and remove trees from her land
Yet what we do to her to ourselves we do many of us don't seem to understand
The only visible God of which I can claim to know
To the great Goddess of Nature respect we ought to show
Many of her many life forms because of us becoming rare
This Earth is theirs as well as ours to live on and this Earth with them we ought to share
Feel grateful to our Earth Mother since off of her we do live
We take and take and take from her but back to her don't give
The creator of all life forms that live on land and waterway and sea
Than our marvellous Earth mother there is no greater force than she
And what we do to her we do to ourselves so happens to be true
Respect our great Earth Mother since our respect she is due.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Even Song

Red old eyes, now where you from
You catch me every day
Colours hide not even song
It's all been washed away
Sun stop going down
Come out again
Stop fading out
Awake again
Sun stop going down
Stop going down
Blues old face, you finally come around
And talking in your sleep
Buried secrets and fiery showdowns
Lost days inbetween
It's all the same
Let it go before it gets too late
Don't play our game
Sun stop going down
Come out again
Stop fading out
Awake again
Sun stop going down
Stop going down
Sun is going down
Come out again
Don't feel so proud
Get straight again
Sun stop going down
Stop going down
It's all the same
Let it go before it gets too late
Don't play our game
Sun stop going down
Come out again
Stop fading out
Awake again
Sun stop going down
Stop going down
Sun is going down
Come out again
Don't feel so proud
Get straight again
Sun stop going down
Stop going down
Sun stop going down
Come out again
Stop fading out
Awake again
Sun stop going down
Stop going down
Sun is going down
Come out again
Don't feel so proud
Get straight again
Sun stop going down
Stop going down

song performed by by Gomez
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God, Bless the Womb and Home

Empty not the womb!
Empty not your home;
God fills the womb;
Cradle the unborn too!

A child is love
From God above;
Love all children;
Miss not heaven.

Rock the unborn,
Night and morn;
Say ‘No’ to porn!
Avoid God’s scorn.

Murder in the womb
Empties such a home;
Every child, welcome;
Each Child is love of God
made flesh! .

Let the womb
Remain the home
For humankind,
Not tomb!

God fills your womb;
Joy fills your home!
God, bless each womb;
God bless that home.

Copyright by Dr John Celes 9/11/10

poem by John Celes
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Power Of Love

nude in the gentle
shallow of thy mother's womb
cried as it goes in the fluid
of emptiness, give
then the lotus tears of freedom
where everyone want to surrender
in the soul, resist
and scribe

live on the fullest
cleverness of hide, thou nothing
escape even the gnashing of the
teeth repaid,
oh come
little gentle lips, as droplets of moist
cover my eyes

the night sleep, even the
sun goes high, what
makes it easy to believe
that whispering ears
call to settle
down the mighty pen of my head

surrender makes my heart
cool in the
warmest of your smile...

poem by Antonio Liao
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O Infant Just Out Of Womb..!

O infant just out of womb
What are your thoughts
Of this world?
Who makes you to smile?
What your plans are for today
Or for morrows?
Why this cry at birth?
Did not like to exit cosy comfort of
Mother's womb?
Ever faulty are our guesses
Of your cries and smiles.
O god grant me
The power to read
The language of infants!

poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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