Soul Child
Soul child
Is a gift to our world
God delivered the soul child
To this world
Soul child
Remember
That we are all brothers and sisters
In Gods world
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Declaration Of Life
Declaration of life
Is a written paper
That I keep in the drawers of my desk
It is a declaration of life that is truly an amazing gift
Sign, sealed, and delivered by God
At the time I was born
And at the time I had entered his world
I had grown and seen all his world
Today I am a believer
I am the one who is falling into God's footsteps
And God is life
This day was made for me
Bring it on I will
I will look on your side of the world
Because there are places
Which are brighter
Filled with thy love and peace
God tells me I will take care of you
Many years to come
Declaration of life
Live my child
Live well my child
Enjoy it my child
Drink my child
Eat my child
Sleep well at night my child
And don't forget about me my child
Child I am the one who signed the declaration of life
In your heart, mind, and soul I live
Child take time to consider grace
God the landscape grows green with your love
Eternity isn't something we wait for-it's what we breathe
God
poem by Aldo Kraas
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My Child
Have I lost you my child?
in the darkness of my wants?
To never feel your arms, embrace me once again.
Never to feast upon your eyes
to look deep, into the windows of your soul.
My child, where have I failed you?
What is my fate?
When shall I die?
of this sin I carry, within my empty womb?
My child, end this pain!
My child, forgive me of this sin, I know not of!
Farewell my child, for I am no more
emptiness has now replaced
my once joy-filled soul.
For I am no more, my child.
poem by Linda Winchell
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African Child
AFRICA CHILD
Africa child a leader in the world
Africa child you grow so tender
In the two hands of your mother
Into a matured man to move the world
You really sucked the milk
Of your Africa mother with love, strong ness, neatness and greatness.
You were seen when little like a dull person but proved them all wrong.
Oh! Child you greatly moved the world
By showing your Africa ness in- you through the power
A leader in the world you are
I believe other continent
Will see your glittering black with a very good respect and integrity.
Child, I greet you with respect
‘Cos you are the colour that spark
With the whiteness of your eyes and teeth comes out to
Move very well with your minds
And soul to think so great.
I put on you the highest rank
In the world because you deserve
To be there, child! (c)
poem by Chinwendu Ibeh
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Wake Not My Sleeping Child
Wake not my sleeping child
This world awaits not thy vision,
Talk not my sleeping child
This world listens to no one,
Move not my sleeping child
This world senses every vibration!
Think not my sleeping child
This world is void of thoughts.
Live not my sleeping child,
This world offers nothing but death!
Lie in my arms in perfect numbness…
This world will spare you its camaraderie!
poem by Anuradha Datta
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(Childhood poems) The soul of the world
The child is
the soul of the world
On the continued good life
of the infant lies
The salvation of the world
The well cared for child is
the safe haven of the universe
On life's continued survival
Hangs the crucial safe
upbringing of the unmolested child
The child is the Heaven of the earth
the baby cannot grow up to be
The man or the woman who wins
despite the obstacles where
The world is polluted by tribal
chauvinism and ethnic madness
And the stockpiling of the weapons
of mass destruction and the flourishing
Of mercenary bandits and killer squads
The child is the rock of our spiritual
happiness and our mental health
Make the world safe for the child
and you will see the earth grow
And love and prosper better and faster
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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Children Of The Heart
Have you ever left?
Your childhood alone
Have you ever let?
Your childhood dreams go
I've never really known
The joys a child should know
I've never really seen
What it's like to just being a child
But in each of us there lies
A child breaking to be free
To learn life's mysteries
In child like dream
To run with friends and family
Free just like a breeze
To play in the fields
Of a childhood memory's
What is it really like?
To be a warrior of old
What is it really like?
To be innocent in ones life
What is it really like?
To be a hero in a child's dream
I sigh and often dream
What it would be like to be free
Free of all your burdens
In a child's innocent world
Of dreams
Can you explain to me?
What the mystery a child hold's
Why do we crave
Our childhood of old
I smile and think often
Deep inside my soul
There will always be a child
Bursting forth to be free
Just wanting to let go
There will always be a child
Wanting all their dreams
To fly into a world of fantasy's
And just being free
Smiling softly to myself
I close my eyes and dream
Of when I was a little girl
Reliving all my dreams
poem by Kaila George
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Sad And In Site Happy And Hidden
i know of a world of
magic
a world of war and hatred
where there's no room for peace
this world is hidden but lay in plane sight
this world caused me darkness and nearly ended my life
but i found a voice on the wind one that told me to fly
fly away to a world of peace one hidden in side
so now i go throw the world full of hate but i still wear a smile
this world of happiness lays in every child
the world of hate is the world we live
and happiness a child's gift
when we find who we are we learn this gift again
poem by Tony Atkins
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To every child! ! !
To every child who thinks about giving up......
DON'T
You may feel unwanted
You may feel unappreciated
Just remember..........
'Every child in every family has a role! ! '
To every child who thinks about running away.......
DON'T
You may feel neglected
You may feel ignored
Just remember..........
'Every child in every family has a role! ! '
To every child who thinks about ending it all........
DON'T
You may feel forgotten
You may feel lost
Just remember.............
'Every child in every family has a role! ! '
To every child who wants to withdraw from the world.......
DON'T
You may feel like you're in someone's shadow
You may feel like no-one understands
Just remember..........
'Every child in every family has a role! ! '
To every child who wants to die.......
DON'T
You may feel scared
You may feel afraid
Just remember..........
'Every child in every family has a role! ! '
So,
To every child who feels they won't be missed when they're gone
You will! !
You may not think it now
You may never believe it
And the reason why........
.........because........
'Every child in every family has a role! ! '
poem by Becky Ginn
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Before The Birth
Oh, little child come in the world
everyone are waiting to you
how will you see
how will you play on the bad
world is old, very old
and you, you are new leaf
so don't worry my little child
you will handle problem
oh my little child.....
you didn't see flowing river and fish also
you didn't see great mountain and forest also
when you see that its more your expectation
every one in that live peacefully
but there is little heumanity like a calamity
so little child you see world feature
then make future
oh little child.........
poem by Sanjay Kirar
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Eyes Of A Child
The Eyes of a Child, so innocent and pure
A Child's heart is full of song
Take their tiny hands,
And lead them to the light
As Adults we see the pain in the world,
And sometimes it don't seem right.
But through the Eyes of a Child
The World seems magical
There's a sparkle in their eyes,
They've yet to realise,
The darkness in their soul.
..the Beauty of their smile
Adventurous and wild.
Life is kinda gay,
but it doesn't seem that way,
Through the Eyes of a Child.
So, don't give up
Even when the road seems long
Just find that child inside you
You've got to find you.
Spread your wings and fly, to the brightest star
If ya want, I can even get my friend Steve to detail your car
for about twenty bucks.
Through the Eyes of a Child
The World seems magical
There's a sparkle in their eyes,
They've yet to realise,
The darkness in their soul.
The Beauty of their smile,
Adventurous and wild.
Sure, life is kinda gay,
but it doesn't seem that way,
Through the Eyes of a Child.
Got an eye on my hand!
I've got an eye on my hand!
I've got an eye on my hand!
But still i cant find you!
An eye on my hand!
Where have you gone girl?
An eye on my hand!
I'm coming up behind you.
Eye on my hand!
Don't turn around now,
Cause I'm right there,
I'm coming up behind you!
Through the Eyes of a Child
The World seems magical
There's a sparkle in their eyes,
We've yet to realise,
The bastards they really are!
The Beauty of their smile,
Adventurous and wild.
Sure, life is kinda gay,
But it doesn't seem that way,
Through the Eyes of a Child.
Sure, life is kinda gay,
but it doesn't seem that way,
Through the Eyes of a Child.
song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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I Became Grandma
My daughter carries the child firm
In her womb for ten months term;
Like a pearl kept in the shell, the child
grows to be delivered into the world;
Head, chest, abdomen, hands and legs grow
along the internal organs with heart and brain;
I feel longing to see the face of the child
the first appearance in to the world;
I count the days to hug softly
And kiss the baby soothingly;
The beautiful moon has slipped down
Came to the earth upside down;
The doctor and nurse attended delivery
My daughter delivered a female child;
I became grandma instantly
I feel happy extremely!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Wind Child Love Embracing
wind child still
I see your joy laughing eyes
wind child still
I see your warm eyes laughing
wind child still
I see your eyes green healing
wind child still
I see an emerald sea your eyes
wind child still
I see your soft dove brown eyes
wind child still
I see your fawn eyes new life running
wind child still
I see your dark black eyes blessing
wind child still
I see your soul dark passion eyes
wind child still
I see your love welcoming eyes
wind child still
I see your smile universe embracing
wind child still
I see your love of God’s creativity spreading
wind child still
I see stars in heaven smile in your soul eyes
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Seeds of Destruction
if you can watch a child cry
without being touched by its innocence,
you need more help than the child.
if you witness a child of any colour
at play and are not touched by its
inquisitive spirit and bubbly energy,
you need to run through your heart and soul
for any streak of racism that may have eaten
up your propensity to love.
if children in a country
are not playing and having fun together
in their exploration of this wonderful world
and adults do nothing to encourage
them to get to know each other
they are planting seeds of destruction
which will blow up all their dreams
in their future world.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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For A Child
FOR A CHILD
No worry can be as great
As for a child.
No caring can be as great
As for a child.
For a child.
The world is made
For a child
All good we have is prayed
For a child
For a child
For a child.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Pink Ribbons
Pink ribbons span the evening sky
And trim your feathered bed
Now I will sing a lullaby
Lay down your sleepy head
You are the universal child
You, the child of the world
Born as to be yet sweet and mild
With hair that`s softly curled
The world has seen another day
The earth has turned again
The birds have watched you laugh and play
Betwixt the sun and rain
You are the universal child
You, the child of the world
By Mother Nature you are styled
In whom the rest are furled
The world has passed yet slowly by
This planet turned in vain
For, sorrowing, it saw you cry
And felt your silent pain
You are the universal child
You, the child of the world
I pray you'll never be defiled
Nor fear at you be hurled
poem by Valerie Dohren
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Indus
The Indus valley has born forth a child,
So it was pronounced
When my mother was born.
Her hair is like liquid India ink.
Her eyes are black opals.
She is a tigress,
And a peacock.
She was an enchantress from birth.
Born from Kings
To bear future Kings.
She
is forever the epitome of royalty.
After she matured
Legends of her beauty
Were famous in far reaches of the world.
The rich enchantress,
A budding promise of everything.
The stupid child
Left her innocent door open.
To the one entity who
Snuck into the castle,
Robbed her and raped her,
Left her with no pride, humanity, or dignity.
The result of the assault
She bore two sons.
They came into the world
Bringing forth a river of destruction colored red with blood.
Having their father's black soul
They grew up to sell their mother
Into prostitution.
And, from that day on
She only bore daughters.
These little sisters
Were abused and
Used by their brothers
And could only become
What was their reality.
Never did they know
Their true potential.
Never did they feel
Pride, Joy, love, humanity, or humility.
My mother is dying
My brothers kill each other every day.
My mother is dying
My sisters are surviving the only reality
They know.
My Heritage, my grandfather,
My brothers have killed.
And, now they want to
Erase my memory.
The Indus valley had born forth a child.
She is dead,
So, we are all dying
poem by Rabia Minhas
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A Childish Conversation
A child from one part of the world cries
Malnourishment and infectious disease all should not be mine
A child from another part of the world replies
Obesity and psychiatric disorders are things I can’t deny
A child from one part of the world cries
Why am I working when schooling should be mine
A child from another part of the world replies
There is compulsory schooling here which I can’t deny
A child from one part of the world cries
Why am I working when playing should be mine
A child from another part of the world replies
There are too much entertainments here which I can’t deny
A child from one part of the world cries
Why both of my parents are quarrelling all the time
A child from another part of the world replies
I really admire you for having two instead of one my friend.
poem by Henry Chen
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When I Gave Myself Body, Soul and Spirit
When I gave myself body, soul and spirit
I knew that there may be some pain,
I was caught like a child somewhat perplexed
but at that moment it was without any fear.
In you I have lost myself completely,
I wanted to find a soul-mate,
I could hear love beating in your heart,
I was in love and blinded from the world,
I believed in love like a child.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Pantoum
Follow me child
Past the stillness of this land
Chase me beyond the rainbow
Farther than the eye can see
Past the stillness of this land
There lies a truth in every pain
Farther than they eye can see
The horizon stretches beyond pale
There lies a truth in every pain
A child in every soul
The horizon stretches beyond pale
Beyond the knowledge of this world
A child in every soul
Seeking answers in their quest
Beyond the knowledge of this world
Follow me child
poem by Liberty Smart
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It Wasnt His Child
(written by skip ewing)
He was her man, she was his wife
And late one winter night
He knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasnt his child,
It wasnt his child
Yet still he took him as his own
And as he watched him grow
It brought him joy
But it wasnt his child
It wasnt his child
But like a father he was strong and kind
And I believe he did his best
It wasnt easy for him
But he did all could
His son was different from the rest
It wasnt his child
It wasnt his child
And when the boy became a man
He took his fathers hand
And soon the world
Would all know why
It wasnt his child
It wasnt his child
But like a father he was strong and kind
And I believe he did his best
It wasnt easy for him
But he did all could
He grew up with his hands in wood
And he died with his hands in wood
He was gods child,
He was gods child
He was her man
She was his wife
And late one night
He knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasnt his child
It was gods child
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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