This Afternoon's Experience
We face each other
I, the judge, and he, the priest
Accuser,
He claims he had been swindled
And he was furious
And he could have hit the swindler with his fist
Or kicked him
The twist comes
Our souls shifted
I have become the priest
And he becomes
The judge
I have seen the fury in his face
His eyebrows positioned like spears
Ready for a kill
It is shameful
Some tears fall from my eyes
And he does not notice
The shapes of
Compassion
I have long looked to the skies
For answers
And this afternoon
I guess i have
Found some
I tell him i do not really know
Compassion is always
A mouth gagged because there is nothing
Worth saying.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life of a Roman Catholic Priest
A priest is nearest Christ;
A priest is Christ at times;
A priest is almost Christ;
A priest is most divine.
A priest is God’s shepherd;
A priest must tend to flock;
A priest must be like ‘rock’;
A priest should ne’er defrock.
A priest communes with God;
A priest draws hope from Lord;
A priest shows love of Christ;
A priest carries His Cross!
A priest is tempted too;
A priest has falls in life;
A priest falters also;
A priest has strength from Christ.
A priestly job is tough;
A priest’s life can turn rough;
A priest has strife enough,
But has to smile and laugh!
A priest helps harvest souls;
A priest has many roles;
A priest has but one goal –
To drink from Christ’s own bowl!
Pray that more priests should come;
May priests curb their freedom;
May priest usher Kingdom;
A life for Christ’s welcome.
Fondly dedicated to Rev. Fr. Xavier Claudius,
Beloved Parish priest, ‘Holy Family Church, Perundurai
Copyright by Dr John Celes 25-7-2010
poem by John Celes
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Judge
Judge is not here to decide
Who is winner and who is loser.
Judge is here to decide
Who is in right point.
No judge is empower to
Pronounced death sentences
No judge has got power
To give life to the lifeless.
Judge can not decide
The synonyms and antonyms
Judge can not say
The right source for right word.
Judge is not judge
So long as the judge is mortal
Judge is judge
If judge is eternal.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The Judgement
The Judge looked down, his face was grim,
He scratched his ear;
The gangster's moll looked up at him
With eyes of fear.
She thought: 'This guy in velvet gown,
With balding pate,
Who now on me is looking down,
Can seal my fate.'
The Judge thought: 'Fifteen years or ten
I might decree.
Just let me say the word and then
Go home to tea.
But then this poor wretch might not be
So long alive . . .'
So with surprise he heard that he
Was saying 'Five'.
The Judge went home. His daughter's child
Was five that day;
And with sweet gifts around her piled
She laughed in play.
Then mused the Judge: 'Life oft bestows
Such evil odds.
May he who human mercy shows
Not count on God's?'
poem by Robert William Service
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The heart, they say, asks pleasure first
A king is a king by his robe;
A priest is a priest by his robe;
A judge is a judge by his robe;
A nun is a nun by her robe.
Naked, they answer their instincts
Which are not different from yours
04.09.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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In Manila
i told her
there are only two kinds of people
in manila: the swindler and the swindled
i warned her
last night she cried
she occupied the seat of the latter
i told her
there is nothing to worry
the swindled can still recover
after a fall
she learned the hard way
that night she could not sleep
i told her
it is normal for one to be swindled
of which i chided her
if she wants to take revenge
swindle another one
it makes thing even.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Cannot Judge The Worth Of People
You cannot judge the worth of people of any Nation by their elite sports stars or by their football team
Though by many such things are seen as quite important and very good for National esteem
Sport is important though quite over-rated there's more to life than at sports being the best
Of the generosity of a Race of people that surely could not be seen as a test
You cannot judge the worth of any people by their ranking as a World Super-power
In my school going days I did not respect the school yard bully though out of fear before him I did cower
You do not respect those that you do fear as fear from respect is quite a different thing
'Tis only out of fear that you pretend to like them and out of fear their praises you will sing
You can judge the worth of anybody if towards aggression they are not inclined
If they are blessed with the gift of compassion and to others they are generous and kind
People like them are good and kind and decent they are a credit to humanity
I know a few of their type but not many these people the unsung heroes to me
It does not mean that you are a good person if you are a celebrity or great at football
So many of their type are quite flawed people lets face it they are human after all.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Compassion
You want more, and still more,
Until you get more than you ever bargained for.
Now its plain, clear as rain,
Ive seen your symptoms many times before.
Lying on your bed of pain
What will you have now?
What are riches untold in a life without compassion?
For theres no winter as cold
As a life without compassion.
Theres no prescription thats sold
That can heal you like compassion.
Well you tried and you cried,
And let your disappointment make you hard inside.
You have doubt, you reach out,
Still youre the only one you care about.
Hiding in your sack of woe
What do you need now?
For there is nothing so sad
As a life without compassion.
And even love has turned bad,
It was love without compassion.
And you dont need what you had
cause you did not have compassion.
Dying on your bed of pain
What will you have now?
Youll get no judgment from me,
I can only feel compassion.
And if thats what you need,
I will give you my compassion.
Just dont forget about me
cause we all need some compassion.
Open up your heart
So you can start to feel compassion.
Get down on your knees,
Pray to heaven for compassion.
Everybody needs compassion.
If you want to be healed
Then you know you got to feel compassion.
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Never Judge A Person
never judge a person's soul,
for the judgement returns.
judge only actions
whether give or take.
whether an act of compassion,
or the act of ignorance...
yet beneath every action
there lies a reason,
that more often than not
you will never see.
actions have a cost,
inaction, even more.
even choice exacts a toll,
be careful of your path.
never judge a person,
leave that to infinity,
and when you look at actions,
see both source and result!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Not Ours
those you have swindled
me or you must have known too well
that we do not sue
or those that angered us
surely must hear no angry words from us
or those who hate us
shall never feel the hate that they expected us to return
for we make the difference
we believe that anger has its own venom
revenge its own claws of destruction
hate its own mode of self-destruction
not us to judge somehow
or act but the
Furies, the gods,
and for us who believe in One Light
and One Path
One God,
it is all His, Not Ours
to Judge
or kill.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Face The Face
Weve got to face the face
You must have heard the cautionary tales
The dangers hidden on the cul-de-sac trails
>from wiser men who have been through it all
And the ghosts of failures spray-canned up on the wall
Weve got to judge the judge
Got to find the finds
Weve got to scheme the schemes
Have to line the lines
We must stake the stakes
And show the shown
We must take the takes
And know the known
Try to place the place
Where we can face the face
Face the face-got to
Face the face
You must have tried and the defied belief
Maybe found futility in insular grief
I need your hunger just as you need mine
A million appetites can swallow up time
Weve got to fool the fools
And plan the plans
We must rule the rules
Got to stand the stands
We must fight the fight
And fall the falls
We must light the light
And call the calls
We must race the race
So we can face the face
New york! chicago!
London and glasgow!
Keep looking!
Keep on cooking
Keep on looking
Gotta stay on this case
Study the pix
Watch the fix
Weve got to find the face
Try to place the place where we can face the face
song performed by by Who
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Mercy and compassion
I wondered in hostile land
I have breathed for a long on this motherland
Loved her like anything else but more
I praise her from heart and adore
Whenever I used to be in trouble
I shall rush to mother and speak about struggle
She will provide me each clue
Put her hand over head and guide to pass through
She is no more now and I face dilemma
Fail to face the uphill task and such dogma
I find no suitable place to like mother's refuge
Her impression on my mind large and huge
But I have found another place to feel merry
That none other than Mother Marry
Fountain of mercy and compassion
I just murmur by heart all my confessions
I have observed immediate result
I feel elated without fear of any insult
She is always there before my eyes
I need to remember her and make little try
Oh, mother merry what do I find on your face?
Compassion, mercy, love with unforgettable traces
Oh, you cry with my pain and feel sorry
I keep my head down and forget to worry
My mother, I don't know, is in lovely place called heaven
That has rattled me for a long and cause worry now even
I have found in you all my answers
Such happiness can only be enjoyed by fewer
I wish I could remain forever in your lap
Sleep sound and wait for your gentle slap
That can take me to the new height
Love Ocean is within reach and mercy can be witnessed straight
I shall dream alone about such divine feeling
I may not share it with any one despite willingness
I think lot more may flow like water stream
In the form water fall and like sun's beam
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Compassion and Anger
Compassion and anger were my only love
Came to me winging like a lonely dove
Gimme some loving from the Lord above
Compassion and anger
Down on the quayside things getting rough
Somebody trying to prove they are tough
Compassion and anger will soon call their bluff
Compassion and anger
Compassion and anger won't make you sad
Compassion and anger will just make you glad
What will you do when the world's turning bad
Without compassion and anger?
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Fathers Eyes
I may not be every mothers dream for her little girl,
And my face may not grace the mind of everyone in the world.
But thats all right, as long as I can have one wish I pray:
When people look inside my life, I want to hear them say,
Shes got her fathers eyes,
Her fathers eyes;
Eyes that find the good in things,
When good is not around;
Eyes that find the source of help,
When help just cant be found;
Eyes full of compassion,
Seeing every pain;
Knowing what youre going through
And feeling it the same.
Just like my fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
Just like my fathers eyes.
And on that day when we will pay for all the deeds we have done,
Good and bad theyll all be had to see by everyone.
And when youre called to stand and tell just what you saw in me,
More than anything I know, I want your words to be,
She had her fathers eyes,
Her fathers eyes;
Eyes that found the good in things,
When good was not around;
Eyes that found the source of help,
When help would not be found;
Eyes full of compassion,
Seeing every pain;
Knowing what youre going through,
And feeling it the same.
Just like my fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
Just like my fathers eyes.
My fathers eyes,
My fathers eyes,
Just like my fathers eyes.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Love & Compassion
I used to think love was a dying art
Compassion couldnt live within a crowded heart
I saw my freedom in a poor mans eyes
Hope like a light, will to survive
A sense of dignity to hold up high
These are the simple things
That keep us all alive
And though the rich buy power for a time
One thing that money cant buy
Chorus
Love and compassion
(only) love and compassion
Give it to you
Give it to me
Love and compassion
(only) love and compassion
Thats what it takes
(give love...youre gonna feel love...
Ooo... feel love... youre gonna give love)
One night when I was feelin all alone
I saw a shadow walking in the danger zone
I knew that I would have to make a choice
Hunger in my heart, hunger in my spirit
We wont be free until we equalize
The price of power to the price of every life
And though I know its gonna take some time
Someday were all gonna find
Love and compassion
(onlv) love and compassion
Give it to you
Give it to me
Love and compassion
(only) love and compassion
Thats what it takes to relate
Love and compassion
(only) love and compassion
Give it to you
Give it to me
(oniy) love und compassion
Thats what it takes
(give love... ooo feel love... youre gonna
Feel love... if you give love)
Love und compassion
Love und compassion
Love und compassion
Love und compassion
Love und compassion
(only) love und compassion
Give it to you
Give it to me
Love and compassion
Someday were gonna find it
Oh when I was alone
And I reached out for more
I just opened my eyes
Love und compassion
I know it will take some time
But you know were gonna make it come true
Love and compassion
All my love and compassion
Love und compassion
Love und compassion
All my love, all my love und compassion
Someday, someday were gonna find it, realize it
Take some time to give
Love und compassion
Hope iike a light, and a will to survive...
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Faced Again With The Usual Questions
the walls face you again
with the usual questions
they were answered before
and now they come begging
for new answers telling you
times have changed like the
color of fading jeans, and
your answers have become
unsatisfactory. you state
your case and you beg
the judge, that somehow
the need for rephrasing
has become a necessity.
you straighten your tie
feel the collar on your neck
and say: I am ready, shoot.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Child Face
Hers is the child's face
at the window
the face which won't leave my mind, .
The longing there,
the voice says
how long til help comes?
In every meeting
even if the room is windowless
I see her face
hear that voice
and I think
we working for you in here;
it won't be long.
Every meeting
has a judge
whether what I am doing there
helps her.
Every conversation, deed and thought
has a judge
whether it helps her,
every urgency
has a queue
and she stands at the front.
Every heart beat
carries hers first.
If there is nothing being done in the room
for her
I leave.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The genuine priest always feels something higher than compassion.
quote by Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel
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You Cant Judge A Book
You cant judge a book by looking at the cover
No, you cant judge a man by looking at the cover
And you cant judge a book by looking at the cover
When I was young and went to school
My mama taught me the magic rule
And what she said I tried my best to follow
She said
You cant judge a book by looking at the cover
No, you cant judge a man by looking at the cover
And you cant judge a book by looking at the cover
Then I left school and moved around
And what I saw and what I found
Made me remember what she said to follow
She said
You cant judge a book by looking at the cover
No, you cant judge a man by looking at the cover
And you cant judge a book by looking at the cover
And now I think, by now Id know, that what appears is not always so
And I remember what she said to follow
She said
You cant judge a book by looking at the cover
No, you cant judge a man by looking at the cover
And you cant judge a book by looking at the cover
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Embrace Compassion Blood Christ
heart of poet singer servitude priest
embraces compassion blood Christ
desires to make new positive impact
in on our souls past pain to counteract
influences soul tormenting to subtract
blessed salvation redemption to enact
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Story About Guilt and Pity...
there are two kinds of people in this world. You know it. The swindler and the swindled. The one who felt swindled and the one who never admits that he swindled.They are brothers.
a man of high rank, feeling guilty about his rise to the skies, the lonely eagle
that eats monkeys for lunch and dinner and shares it to no one.
descends to the plains
walk on the grass and degrades
its being to be with
the simplest creature, the worm and the snail,
thinking that these two deserve
to be raised from their
lowly, damp, slow
and dark state,
only to be infected by the
virus of the worm
the bacteria of the snail
and these lowly creatures
claim the triumph over the eagle
who in its fancy to be
belittled
finds his ultimate death...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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