Our Soldiers
A loaf of bread inside his hat
The young soldier was found there
At the middle of the road
His pure body was laying down there alone
Ah adorable ones broken are our hearts
How an ugly an admiring fact
The difference between the both
The goodness and the Badness
The destruction and sacrifice
How can some destroy and steal lives
The existence of the both
Simply two extreme points
The darkness of the haters souls
And the lightened pure spirited souls
How if we look to the world through soldiers pure souls
How peaceful would be the world for whole
On behalf of protecting other's lives they sacrifice their lives
For their country's sake and for their prides
Our martyrs the heroes who deserve the heavens above
Those who sacrifice their precious lives on behalf of others pride
Will forever live in our hearts adorable precious ones
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Chase Up Your Love
Chase up your love when you fall apart
For silly reasons do not neglect your love
Both of you'll wait for love to rerun back
But love never again will come
Don't you know that love gets tired
Don't you know that the love is like a fire
Once it burns higher
Once it slows down turns to ashes
Once it comes out the darkness to light up our world
When the fear and greed takes away lovers peace
Love fades away
Love survives at the souls who are purified with silence of the peace
Love is like the sun that shines at the winter time
And somehow fades away in a while
Some's love fades away just in whiles
Some's love lasts a lifetime
No matter together or apart real love never dies
The real love is hard to be found
Chase it while you can
Hug it so tight and that moment you'll fine out how much you're suffering without
Lovers are not honest even with their selves to confess their love
For some to be in love is a shame or sigh of weakness
Those who don't have the courage to confess their love
For me they don't have the ability as well as they don't deserve to walk at the roads of love
The Love emotions are the greatest ones that we've ever got
The most adorable feeling that leads us to journey of sacrifice
Those who scare to love they never can take a part at the journey of sacrifice
The journey of love is for brave hearts
To be in love needs a big heart
Filled with greatness of love
Purified with forgiveness
Enriched with patience and the mercy of God
Do not act like coward hold on to the love
In love there's no place for pride when two hearts becomes one
Nor for hate neither for revenge
The love emotions are pure, dear and rare
Once the love is gone its too hard to be found
There are things in life meets us just once as the love does
Once it enters our lives like a insect covers with its strings everywhere
And when its gone to deserted places turn our lives.
There the life stops.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Our Sun
Our Sun
on edge
of world
signals
days rush
has finished,
dusk, and
twilight
time begins.
Our Sun’s
warmth stays;
it’s love
still warms,
removes, the
shadows from
our souls.
Moon,
a lightened mirror,
rising on a
darkened
world,
allows
Our Sun’s,
reflected light
to shine,
to remove
the darkness,
and uncertainty
from our lives.
Our Sun is
always free,
no charge
given to
light and warm
our hearts, our souls,
our lives.
11-12-2008
poem by Bob Blackwell
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Precious Things
Some people guard their money
as being the most precious thing
in their lives.
Some people worship their loved ones
as being the most precious thing
out side of heaven they will ever get.
Some people declare to everyone
they have no precious things at all,
but their way of thinking has a tiny flaw.
Everyone will have something precious,
something that they would
give up their lives for.
Something so dear to them
it is worth every sacrifice they have to make
so long as they never lost if from their lives.
12 August 2008
poem by David Harris
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The War
Strangers are the souls in the world of the wars
The lives cradle somehow between the death and life
They try to survive the hardship of the life the abject truths of life are there with all their ugly faces
The mercy of hearts are extinguished
The spirits at the cruelty of the men got lost
What the eyes sees the heart ignores
Ah strangers are the souls at the winter night they shiver alone
Like wounded birds they are pale ignored
Alone in this world no place for the broken souls
People are selfish their hearts deny to see others pain
Only in the war you can clearly see the simple truths of the world,
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Sonnet- There Are Some Righteous Ones
There are goodmen who can't be bought with ease;
There are quite some who can't tell lies at all;
There are some souls who want just mental peace;
There are some ones who will not ever fall.
There are some men who labour hard and sweat;
There are some ones who get a paltry sum;
There are some souls who stay always in debt;
There are quite some who take whatev'r may come.
There are some men who trudge all through their life;
There are some ones who sacrifice their lives;
There are some souls who love God more in strife;
There are quite some who resist many wives.
There are some souls who gain heaven on earth;
There are ones who make earth heaven by birth.
poem by John Celes
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Who Most Honours Jesus Christ?
Who honours most messages purpose of Jesus Christ?
Those who make showy public lip service declarations?
Or those who live the words the wisdom of Jesus Christ?
Jesus Christ lives within hearts souls accepting his sacrifices?
Jesus Christ lives within hearts souls loving God's truths?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Sonnet: Almighty God
The Almighty does always mighty things;
He shields the righteous from onslaughts of men;
He makes world’s leaders and can bring down kings;
He guides the souls who choose road to heaven.
He knows our thoughts before they’re even born;
He brings the rain on parched lands to raise crops;
He gives the moon for night and sun to morn;
Because of Him, the spin of earth ne’er stops!
He has a plan for creatures all He made;
To righteous souls, blessings and love, He gives.
The Word of God can never ever fade;
Heaven awaits all souls who live pure lives.
The Omnipotent loves all His creatures;
His poesy puts poets in raptures!
poem by John Celes
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Heroes Are Dead!
Like sacrificial lambs
were heroes quite dead,
with courage they thread
the fate that others feared
to die for sake of majority.
No matter what obstacles
or threats to their mortal lives
heroes dare risk their own honor
to prove the innocence of victims
who succumb to the devilish souls
Heroes stand for justice
and bring back the lost pride
grabbed and stolen by loan sharks
whose only concern is self interest
to enrich more thus wrecking the poor
Heroes deserve a monument
as memoir of their great sacrifices
in every race and country a hero is born
who fights against dictators of destruction
Heroes are the epitome of social justice
poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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On Saints and Martyrs
Our sufferings are not greater than those
Martyrs, prophets, apostles, saints, who died,
A death of persecution for Christ's sake;
Upon their blood-shed sprung the Catholic Church!
Lives of all these holy persons reveal
The Holy Spirit dwelt within their flesh,
Emboldening their spirits to the core,
So that their faith remained until last breath!
Let Christians offer their sufferings to Christ,
Who took upon Himself all mankind's sins
And died upon the cross redeeming man,
And opened heaven to penitent souls!
How wonderful to bear witness to Christ!
Lord remembers all those who died for Him;
He promised eternity for those souls,
Who lived for Christ's sake all through their lives!
God's glory shines through exemplary lives,
Who lost their lives for sake of faith and Christ;
They will be closest to God in heaven,
Remaining so unto eternity!
poem by John Celes
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Our rusted key
a soul that leaves legacy, builds for eternity, such
savory of dreams come once in a life time, a place
in our hearts, that unite the human bane of every
soul
it well be forever, the thirst of the sweet bladed sword,
to learn the ancient path, where thousands of prayer
and sacrifice to reach and to end, each journey to the
kingdom of the most high
as it rust, it shine its golden armor of faith, that shield the
agony of souls, never it is wasted nor gain, for in every
faith of our spirit brings every pieces in God's altar of
forgiveness
what makes it pure, when each heart gives its pollen
drops of crystal tears in God's stain of mercy, that in
every breath brings the coated soul of openness, to
receive his passionate love forever in our soul
a revealing God that, even in the deepest flame of fire,
he still with us, it will be the moment that God will never
leaves his promise of perfection of our soul, a time that
witness, that our God is a God forever
be rusted in faith, for in every exposure of your lives, it
breath goodness to our precious soul, and be a legacy
of every brethren of brethrens, that the key to reach our
destiny is to be taken freely in the face of the earth
rush yourselves, in the air that mold you, rust ourselves
to the breath that guide us, let our heart kindling our eternity
to the glory of God
poem by Antonio Liao
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Psalm 109
I love them with the love of Jesus
Yet hatred is what they return
They refuse to turn away from evil
They embrace the fact that they will burn
They clothe themselves with curses
And darkness fills their hearts
Every word's a poisoned barb
And they shoot them on their fiery darts
In their lives they show no mercy
And the poor man they despise
They even slay the broken hearted
And the fatherless is nothing in their eyes
They destroy themselves from deep within
And darkness consumes their souls
They destroy everyone around them
And their own desires their only goal
poem by Frank McEleny
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Remember
I hear the sound of distant guns,
as good lives march away,
to foreign lands to fight and die,
to preserve the rights of freedom,
for those in that distant land,
can have the right to live,
and not under a tyrant’s hand.
They go not as heroes for glory,
but to help innocent souls,
so they can sleep securely at night.
However, the battlefield where they are,
hold allsorts of dangers there,
some will never return safely home.
Their souls will look over
the battlefield where they fell,
possibly wondering at
the folly of it all.
Therefore, the next time you look at,
a monument with columns of names,
remember that their sacrifice
was made not for one, but for all.
poem by David Harris
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Liberty and Justice For All
On this day, September 11,2012, I sit here in my soul and reflect about my fellow countrymen and countrywomen who reflect back to me their souls, their courage, their resolve and strength. As an American, the spirit of America is born in me, as I am born in the spirit of America. The will of not just myself, but the will of the people, of us all, moves in me this day.
Our lives, our country, changed drastically on September 11,2001, but our character, our principles of freedom, and the constitution of our nation and our souls did not change but persevered and remained in the forefront of our breasts as we braved the unknown world ahead of us. In God's heaven, or the heaven of our hearts, the lives we lost, now venerate us as we mourn their loss. There is no memorial as grand, no memorial as beautiful, than the memorial we hold in our hearts of the stories of courage, valor, and bravery exhibited on that day. A peaceful sorrow ascends from the mass graves of death, from the Pentagon, from United Airlines Flight 93, and the World Trade Center; this sorrow, this peace from the dead souls mouth whispers to me in vibrant silence,
'We shall be remembered, we shall live forever. In your hearts, our freedom lives.'
What has always disconcerted me is what should be impossible, is possible, and what should be possible, is impossible. A tragedy, an act of violent malice, like Sept.11, should never be possible in life. Indignation and hatred should never burn so immensely as to kill the soul that kills others; but it happened and it still happening.
Now let's work to make the impossible come true. Let's not question ourselves but move with more force, more swiftly to the American Dream; the equality of man and woman, the opportunity for all to prosper, the toleration of all religion, the respect for the rights of the individual, the freedom of thought and the freedom to eat its fruits, the ability to compromise, Justice! America we must become the ideal for the world to follow, we must beat our blood in freedom everywhere we go, we must live in unity, and with resolve stand our ground! This is our peace; this is what the dead souls of 9/11 whisper.... Liberty and Justice for all!
To the Servicemembers who fought, lived and died for our freedoms….
Bless the courageous souls who fought valiantly
And with honor and dignity acted gallantly
In our hearts, your hearts march brave
With solemn virtue, and our minds grave
We cry 'look at all the lives thy save! '
March On!
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Victory Waved
What Became
Became Of...
The Broken Hearted?
lost souls
broken souls
derelict ruins
littered
crushed
lives life's
derelict hard
indented pitted
byways
choices made
lives saved
victory waved
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Hear God's Call!
Love is the meaning we're alive!
Love shares so others may survive!
Love cares for this world, lost souls and all!
So it lives to hear God's call!
Love lifts the spirits just to bless!
Love's gifts grant more than happiness!
They won't make us sinners doomed to fall!
For love lives to hear God's call!
Any wisdom love learns pure gold
That's meant not just for one to hold!
Love's like a kiss upon your lips!
Love's touch is more than fingertips!
Yet love's sure, here's the first great truth of all!
So love lives to hear God's call!
poem by Denis Martindale
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Hear God's Call sung to Bond's Thunderball theme
Love is the meaning we're alive!
Love shares so others may survive!
Love cares for this world, lost souls and all!
So it lives to hear God's call!
Love lifts the spirits just to bless!
Love's gifts grant more than happiness!
They won't make us sinners doomed to fall!
For love lives to hear God's call!
Any wisdom love learns pure gold
That's meant not just for one to hold!
Love's like a kiss upon your lips!
Love's touch is more than fingertips!
Yet love's sure, here's the first great truth of all!
So love lives to hear God's call!
poem by Denis Martindale
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The Sacrifice Of Victor
What is sacrifice?
(we s... we s... we s... we sacrifice)
Npg in mass attack, sonny, please.
(we sacrifice)
Church if u will, please turn 2 the book of victor (we s, we s)
We like 2 start at the top if u dont mind
(we sacrifice)
(dont say it, preacher)
I was born on a blood stained table
Cord wrapped around my neck
Epilectic til the age of 7
I was sure heaven marked the deck
(we sacrifice)
I know joy lives round the corner
{joy for sale down on the corner} (we sacrifice)
One day Ill visit her Im gonna
{out on my block Im just a loner} (we sacrifice)
When she tell me everything {tell me}
Thats when the angels sing {sacrifice}
Thats when the victory is sho nuff {sho nuff down with the sacrifice}
(we sacrifice)
(help me)
(dont say it, preacher)
Mama held up her baby 4 protection
From a man with a strap in his hand
Ask the victor bout pain and rejection
U think he dont when he do understand
(we sacrifice)
I know joy lives round the corner
{joy for sale down on the corner} (we sacrifice)
One day Ill visit her Im gonna
{out on my block Im just a loner} (we sacrifice)
When she tell me everything {tell me}
Thats when the angels sing {sacrifice}
Thats when the victory is sho nuff {sho nuff down with the sacrifice}
(we sacrifice)
(help me)
{s.a.c.r.i.f.i.c.e}
(we-we-we sacrifice)
(dont say it preacher)
(sac-sacrifice)
(we-we-we sacrifice)
(we-we-we sacrifice)
(sacrifice... if u turn the page)
(dont say it, preacher)
1967 in a bus marked public schools
Rode me and a group of unsuspecting political tools
Our parents wondered what it was like 2 have another color near
So they put their babies together 2 eliminate the fear
We sacrifice yes we did
Fighting one another, (we sacrifice) (dont say it preacher)
All because of color
The angel of hate - she taught me how 2 kick her
If she called me anything but victor (u mean like nigger? )
If the only thing that tells me is father time
Then sacrifice is the mutha sublime - we love it
Listen mutha - we sacrifice
(dont... dont... dont say it preacher)
(we sacrifice)
(well, well, well, well)
(what is sacrifice? )
Hold yo text, deacon
Never understood my old friends laughing
They got high when everything else got wrong (pass the booze up here)
Dr. king was killed and the streets
They started burnin
When the smoke was cleared, their high was gone
Education got important, so important 2 victor
A little more important than ripple and weed
Bernadettes a lady, and she told me (what she say? )
Whatever u do son, a little discipline is what u need,
Is what u need, u need to sacrifice
(we sacrifice)
I know joy lives round the corner
{joy for sale down on the corner} (we sacrifice)
One day Ill visit her Im gonna
{out on my block Im just a loner} (we sacrifice)
When she tell me everything {tell me}
Thats when the angels sing {sacrifice}
Thats when the victory is sho nuff {sho nuff down with the sacrifice}
(we sacrifice)
(what is sacrifice? )
(we sacrifice)
{s.a.c.r.i.f.i.c.e}
(we sacrifice) (joy around the corner)
Hey wendy, how come we... (we sacrifice)
scuse me yall (we sacrifice)
We dont dont mean 2 take up yo time (joy around the corner)
But we got something
Heavy on our minds (we sacrifice)
Yes, we do (we sacrifice)
Sometimes, u gotta leave the one u love
Somebody, anybody, everybody wave your hand
Around the corner, theres another sacrifice (joy around the corner)
But u got 2 do the best u can yall (we sacrifice)
Say u got 2 go through it (go through it)
U got 2 go through it all (go through it all)
High glory, yeah
Sell it, dont tell it, dont tell me (joy around the corner)
[.....] nice at my feet
Lord I might get tired,
But i, Ive got 2 keep on (we sacrifice)
Walkin down this road, (we sacrifice)
Keep on walkin down this road (joy around the corner)
When I reach my destination (we sacrifice)
My name will be victor
Amen
song performed by by Prince
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What we are...
Two souls separated by a distance
Two hearts engaged with their own lives
Two spirits misplaced in each own horizon
Two people shackled by their own destiny
That’s what we are…
Love was introduced breaking the distance
Hope brings together the different lives
Faith binds two souls together in one horizon
Candles of passion burns the written destiny
That’s what we are…
Only time can tell and erase the distance
An eternal flame will burn the rest of our lives
Burning intensity you can see across the horizon
The scars of love and tenderness will rewrite destiny
That’s what we are…
poem by Kay Barcelon
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I Believe In Nigeria
With so many battles and killings,
with slim chances of healings.
Our peace has been taking away from us,
and our glory days are far behind us.
Our nation has been torn apart,
by those whose love are from our heart.
With tears runing down our cheek,
with the killings and violence at its peak.
Every where is been flooded by innocent blood,
and our treasure been lost in the mud.
Everyday we live our lives in fear,
with so much pain that we can't bear.
People been nurtured to the highest level of hatred,
and now innocent lives are been affected.
Hatred has given birth to death,
and death taking away our precious life on earth.
With people living their lives in hell,
even when they mean to do well.
Properties are been destroyed everyday,
and thousands of lives are been laid to rest each day.
Is it a crime to be a human? ,
or is it a sin to be a nigerian? .
Is it a cause to crave for peace in our nation? ,
a nation thats moving closer to the point of destruction.
Each day our kneels are planted on the ground in prayers,
to erradicate pains that is been inflited by peace haters.
All i know is that all hope is not lost,
because in the ebullent nigerian spirit i trust.
No matter the trouble we may be going through today,
it will be a testimony we'll say some day.
For every pain that we feel in our heart now,
the peace of heaven will erase it some how.
For every sacrifice we make for the peace of our country,
will go a long way to erase every of our misery.
No matter the level of destruction in our neighbour hood,
i believe one day everything will change for good.
poem by Stanley Oguh
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Justice Or Peace
How can be a difference between peace and justice
I never knew there could be a difference
Among these two essential points for survival our world's
I always thought they complete each other
Humanity's world has got destroyed
How can the world bear all these woes
But if ill be asked to choose among those
Justice or the peace
I would choose the peace
Because without peace lives stop surviving
As well as the world
But what's the meaning of justice
It's the difference among our thoughts
Thoughts if neglected lives will be survived
But when the peace deserts our lives
No one will stay alive
So for what is your justice when it will take lives
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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