Swift Times
i met her
mom
we were
then co-teachers
in an old
college
now i am
still here
teaching
criminal law
his son
a fruit of
a broken
marriage
says
that his mom
is sending
the best
regards
i must
be so old
that time
his boyfriend
impregnated
her
he was his
student
jobless
and carefree
and
a drug
addict
this time
this boy
looks very
much like
her mother
too
brokenhearted
too careless
too gullible
i must be very old
time
is too unforgiving
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Teachers Challenge
It's time for the public to open up their eyes
Without the teachers how will our kids survive
What will happen to our children if they
don't have an education
They are the foundation of this great nation.
The teachers all had a dream and a goal
To teach the public young and old.
They had learned early in college
That they must gain daily knowledge.
Every day they challenge their minds
With new knowledge that they find
It does not matter what the topic may be
It all goes down into history.
They work hard at what they do
Teaching our kids and their kids too.
Teaching is not an easy task
not all kids learn that fast.
Then there are those with special needs
With which the teachers plant their seeds.
They are given a lot more patience
And a lot more care, so with them
The teachers do share.
Now is the time that money should be given
So that they can earn a decent living.
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Time (part 2) .
time starts with a new borns first breath,
time ends with someones death,
time makes you win or loose,
time makes you choose,
time is forever,
time keeps a relationship together,
time always changes,
time goes thru stages,
time is like a book it turns pages,
time gives you a raise in your wages,
time sometimes makes you a drug addict,
time helps you break the habit,
time makes you friends and enemies,
time brings back memories,
time is unpredictable,
time is unforgetable,
time gives you life,
time makes you husband and wife.
1/09/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
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Time (part 8) .
time is always and forever,
time get's worse or better,
time won't dissapear,
time is something you must fear,
time will never expire,
time is what it takes to put out a fire,
time for a drug addict is dead or in jail,
time will take us to heaven or hell.
2/21/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
poem by Jose Murguia
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If I Were A Student
If I were a student
Books will my companion be
Time shall my master be
The library shall my playground be
Devoted teachers will be my idols
To be a giant will be my ideal
If I were a student
Rudeness will I banish
Laziness will I never relish
Truancy will I at no time cherish
I will banish procrastination
And never tarnish my reputation
If I were a student
Hard work will I entertain
Dedication to duty will I maintain
Respect to all will I sustain
I will retain perseverance
I will contain bad peer influence.
If I were a student
I will study vigorously
And follow instructions rigorously
I will strive to excel in every race
In a class of my own will I be placed
I giant I will be by his grace
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Broken Family
Her family is broken.
Her father's never home and when
he is, he doesn't even notice her.
Her brother is never here, always with
his girlfriend just so he can escape
this place. Her sister the drug addict
and alcoholic, takes her kid to
her ‘husbands' house where he
beats her and treats her like a slave,
cheating on her all the time.
Her mom doesn't care anymore,
just ignores everyone, just like her father.
She herself has given up on this broken family.
It may not seem as broken as the worst but
it's broken enough
for the little girl to
end her life. Leaving behind her family.
They wake up and realize
that their family is broken.
When it's too late
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There Is...
There is...discrimination.
And there is...denial,
On trial.
There is...racists in places.
There is...faces of hate.
And there is...people who fake it,
To celebrate the waste.
And there is...division.
There is...much of it seen.
And there is...violence and crime.
And folks out of minds.
There is...homeless and hungry.
Those jobless who struggle,
And muzzle their pain.
With nothing but strain and those gains down the drain.
AND THERE IS...doubt and confusion.
THERE IS...shared misery.
And if no one has known this...
They don't wish to see.
Because it is there...
As clear as can be!
There is...love everywhere!
And if people don't know that...
They wont and don't care!
There is...fixes to mend this.
And when that time comes...
All grief will be lifted.
Admitted,
And sent...
Drifting away!
Like an addict that's had it...
To send this away.
Like an addict that's had it...
To send this away.
Like an addict that's had it...
With a habit that's bad.
To send this away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The New Drug
I feel these demons
Welling up in my chest
They scream release
Yet I lay weeping knowing what they take
What they steal
Just one breath
I know what this breath leads to
An immersed hell
Water diluted red
My arms left broken slashed, scarred
Pain is the new drug
Only an addict knows a drug addict’s loss
The loss and all it costs
What is gained
But release
poem by Patrick Tincher
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Brokenhearted
Lifes not over
I can start again
While Im lonely brokenhearted
Its a hurting thing to get over
Im young but Im wise
Enough to know that you
Dont fall in love overnight
Thats why I thought if i
Took my time that everything
In love would be right
But as soon as I closed my eyes
I was saying to love goodbye
But I guess im
Chorus:
Lonely brokenhearted
Lifes not over
I can start again
While Im lonely brokenhearted
Its a hurting thing to get over
No more empty conversation
Next time I will be totally sure
Dont want the pain of falling
In and out of love
Its more
Than my poor heart should endure
So I listen to all the advice
And remember each time I cry
But I guess im
Chorus x2
Da da da oh ya
Da da da da da wow ya
A da oohh
I listen to all the advice
And remember each time I cry only brokenhearted
Girl you know your always on my mind (come on)
Never gonna be alone again
Thats why I asked you to be
My bestfriend boy you know
Your always on my mind
Think about ya all the time
Never gonna be alone again
Thats why I asked you to be
My bestfriend boy you know
Your always on my mind
Think about ya all the time
Chorus
song performed by by Boyz II Men
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A Warm Welcome to Teachers Today
Gone are the days of Guru-shishya!
Teachers of mettle are on the wane
Most things seem changed in today’s world
Ethics is on a downward trend
Students feel they can learn themselves
The Internet gives a false confidence
But none can be blamed for how things are
Virtues are declining fast!
Yet, teaching is a noble art!
Good teachers are a country’s wealth
Teachers must put their heart, mind, soul
Into teaching – their professional goal!
A teacher must be role-model
A teacher must be exemplary
A teacher must be knowledgeable
A teacher must be dedicated
Let’s change the world of teaching then
Let’s share with love, selflessly ken
Let’s make better all our children
Let’s make the student’s life, heaven!
Let noble thoughts fill teacher’s heart
Let perseverance rule the craft
Let craft become to all an art
Let love of teaching make head-start!
poem by John Celes
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There Is An Art To Teaching
there is an art to teaching
some teachers are even good artists
these gift teach with understanding
science mathematics as arts
some teachers teach time in music arts
art itself is infinite awesome visions
spanning time space gift possibilities
art is the creation of divinity thumbs
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Letting Go Of Your Drug Of Choice
Letting go of the thoughts
That one day we might be together
Is not an easy thing for me
Especially when I have to see you
From time to time
It's hard to stop myself
From reaching out to grab you
It's almost like an automatic reaction
And my body knows that
You should be mine
I just might not know the difference
Between my dreams and reality
I wonder how long it will take
Without seeing you for this to stop
It's almost like addict trying
To get far away from there drug of choice
And Just maybe I could go a day
Without thinking about you
And then my body and mind
Will stop longing for you
But until that days comes
Can you please spare my heart
And I don't think I can be
A very good friend to you
If all i'm trying to do
Is Soften the blow for myself
Can't you see it hurts to listen to you
And it kills me to see you
You have gone from being
My most alluring drug
To a most debilitating one
And your presence has become
The poison in my life
This Eternal Marriage
This eternal marriage
It is one of force, of no choice
One of irresistible destiny
How can we get divorced forever?
This eternal marriage
One gets into long before birth
No escape route from it, no alternative
How can we get divorced forever?
This eternal marriage
Can never be denied, no fugitives
Unborn, born, young, old, man, woman
There is no selection when time comes
How can we get divorced forever?
This eternal marriage
The undeniable beckon of the husband
During the day, the night, at any time
Medical technologies notwithstanding
How can we get divorced forever?
This eternal marriage
It is indeed the mother of all sufferings
The river of tears never run dry
The broken hearts never get mended
The gaps of those called are never refilled
How can we get divorced from this cruel marriage?
Dedication: To Julia Tivane Holm, friend and colleague
Nampula, Mozambique
3rd June,2000
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Teacher’s Day 2011
Relive those moments when you’re just a kid!
Your mother was your first teacher and dad;
School-teachers did their role beyond compare;
And college-teachers did their part quite fair!
And ‘Teachers’ Day’ has come again this year;
Remember all your teachers very dear;
Contact them in some way and render ‘thanks’;
Teachers are earthly angels in high ranks!
Think of some way of expressing your love;
Gift them something to tell them they were great;
Enquire just asking about their health;
Our teachers are our nation’s pride and wealth!
‘Happy Teacher’s Day! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-09-11
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Teacher’s Day in India,2010
Teachers teach students to learn;
Teachers show them how to earn;
Teachers guide students to read;
Teachers help them if they need.
Teachers share with pupils, ken;
Teachers show them how to pen;
Teachers train them in most things;
Teachers make them good earthlings!
Teachers mould their character;
Teachers act facilitator;
Teachers are a boon on earth;
Teachers bring students, mirth!
Teachers care for children-wards;
Teachers don’t expect rewards;
Teachers slog throughout life-span;
Teachers make them man / woman.
Teachers are a humble lot;
Teachers make learning, an art;
Teachers perform well their part;
Teachers love students in heart!
Teachers are next to parents;
Teachers are a nation’s wealth;
Teachers make a student great;
Teachers are a must for all.
Revere teachers on this Day;
Thank them truly in some way;
Emulate them, if you may;
‘Give them good health, God’, you pray!
“Happy Teachers’ Day! ”
Most lovingly dedicated to all my teachers,
Living and dead, who made me,
‘What I am, today! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 05-09-2010
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Happy Teacher’s Day in India,2010
Teachers teach students to learn;
Teachers show them how to earn;
Teachers guide students to read;
Teachers help them if they need.
Teachers share with pupils, ken;
Teachers show them how to pen;
Teachers train them in most things;
Teachers make them good earthlings!
Teachers mould their character;
Teachers act facilitator;
Teachers are a boon on earth;
Teachers bring students, mirth!
Teachers care for children-wards;
Teachers don’t expect rewards;
Teachers slog throughout life-span;
Teachers make them man / woman.
Teachers are a humble lot;
Teachers make learning, an art;
Teachers perform well their part;
Teachers love students in heart!
Teachers are next to parents;
Teachers are a nation’s wealth;
Teachers make a student great;
Teachers are a must for all.
Revere teachers on this Day;
Thank them truly in some way;
Emulate them, if you may;
‘Give them good health, God’, you pray!
“Happy Teachers’ Day! ”
Most lovingly dedicated to all my teachers,
Living and dead, who made me,
‘What I am, today! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 05-09-2010
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Student Demonstration Time
Starting out with berkeley free speech
And later on at peoples park
The winds of change fanned into flames
Student demonstrations spark
Down to isla vista where police felt so harassed
They called the special riot squad of the l. a. county sheriff
Well theres a riot going on
Theres a riot going on
Theres a riot going on
Student demonstration time
The violence spread down south to where jackson state brothers
Learned not to say nasty things about southern policemens mothers
Nothing much was said about it and really next to nothing done
The pen is mightier than the sword, but no match for a gun
Well theres a riot going on
Theres a riot going on
Well theres a riot going on
cause its student demonstration time
America was stunned on may 4, 1970
When rally turned to riot up at kent state university
They said the students scared the guard
Though the troops were battle dressed
Four martyrs earned a new degree
The bachelor of bullets
I know were all fed up with useless wars and racial strife
But next time theres a riot, well, you best stay out of sight
Well theres a riot going on
Theres a riot going on
Well theres a riot going on
Student demonstration time
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Student demonstration
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Student demonstration
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Student demonstration
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Its student demonstration
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Student demonstration
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Student demonstration
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Its student demonstration
Stay away when theres a riot going on
Student demonstration
song performed by by Beach Boys
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I mean, I don't think I'm alone when I look at the homeless person or the bum or the psychotic or the drunk or the drug addict or the criminal and see their baby pictures in my mind's eye. You don't think they were cute like every other baby?
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You Were Once A Girl
i remember you: once a girl whose hands
hold on to mine in school,
my first year of teaching then
in the university and your mother
was there teaching too,
how time must have passed!
now you are a lawyer
pregnant on your second child
and defending a case
of your classmate in my court.
how time must have passed!
swiftly, so swiftly like a bird
falling out from the edge of the horizon
like a gaze falling out from the seams
of our visions
how time must have passed!
yet i feel nothing that i have to worry
there is no one in my house to stay
when my time to leave shall finally come.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Time For Change...
It is now time for change
It is now time for love
No time for broken hearts
No time for broken promises
No time to break apart
I wanna mend your (broken) heart
let me take care of you
let me take your hand
let me be your man
It is time to change your mood
yes, it is time to change your mood
No time for broken hearts
No time for broken promises
No time to break apart
it is time to stop dwelling on the past
'cause it will not heal wounds fast
time is not in anyone's control
and time will not wait
when it is already on a roll
It is time for change
It is time for love
No time for broken hearts
No time to break apart
let me take your hand
let me be your man
poem by Khalid Hameed
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The Bells Of Freedom
do the bells of freedom ring
every time someone dies of starvation?
every time a child is abused,
every time a woman's left alone
to raise the kids...
every time a young boy hangs himself,
every time an addict steals his fix...
every time a boy is shot dead in the street,
every time a mother weeps....
every time a boy goes off to war,
comes home in a bodybag....
and no one knows why.....
every time a family is evicted,
with nowhere to go....
every time a factory gets shut down,
and the workers walk away with empty
lunchboxes and shattered dreams.....
every time a minister gets up to pray,
and the silent, grieving, walk out...
every time a young girl gets beaten
by a pimp in a back room....
every time a family farm is taken,
every time a tanker leaks oil...
every time a prisoner is executed
for something he didnt do....
every time a protestor gets arrested
for standing up to be counted...
do they ring? and are they
the chimes of freedom....
or the bells of passing....
saying their final farewell!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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