You Cleaned Mine Eyes
Without a second word
Just as i never imagined
My heart falls.
But Like a stone throne into the sea
I sat back with no excuse.
My brain whispered into my ears,
'Justify this heart'
Mine mind shouted back in anger,
'It has been justified'.
At the passion of your eyes, i kept stared
Why art thou choosen this path,
Perharps i must have driven a horse of history,
That you chose such kind path for a ride with me.
I still can't understand.
You have been a true Brother, Father and Mentor
You are Cherished.
Dedicated My Mentor and Father, Ernest Obim
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No More A Place In My Mind, As Before, For You!
Father, though not with us, causal are you to much of my pain!
Naught would I not do though still to see you once again!
Opine would I to you as to why you chose your path-
Many different choices, many different ways the world hath!
In many ways were you my hero- in many ways my opposite:
Why and how could you live with yourself, I would posit!
Happy Birthday to you Father- perhaps best that you're gone-
Allowance made it is for less anger- after your dawn!
I've met someone Father, who I believed only to be a fantasy-
She falsely believed I was as you- though a tremendous falsity!
Amazing though she certainly is- very much too, fragile-
Make well again her heart and mind- mine own domicile!
My Father, once my hero, I bid you now adieu!
No more a place in my mind, as before, for you!
Maurice Harris,7 January 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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On That Path
I'm on that path,
So was my mother,
I'm on that path,
Just like my brother.
I'm on that path,
I didn't know my father,
I'm on that path,
And i am the master.
I'm on that path,
upon the good, straying from evil.
I'm on that path-
There is no cheating.
I'm on that path,
God knows i need him.
I'm on that path,
and i hope i'm never leaving ;)
the HEARTbraker
poem by Madina Morr
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A Few Things on Life
Life is something that can overwhelm you,
but if you are a fighter it will never drown you.
I have never been the type of person to be filled with anger,
but if your head is not in the right place your heart will fill it for you.
There is no place for anger it only hurts you and hurts another, Righteous anger is only for those who deserve it from a hardened heart.
Love withheld is like an arrow directly to the heart, and when you have something so good you know that you never want to lose it, than play carefully and never hold back.
Be careful to guard your heart for it is the well-spring of life. You never know who is out for no good and only a rarity for those who will keep it true.
Jesus is the only one who will never leave you nor forsake you, and He will always love you no matter which way your life leads.
Keep Him close and let Him be your mentor, and all else will become simple. What was once hard will become easy through a change of heart.
Father change my heart and lead me in your ways, my ways have only brought sorrow and destruction to your most holy name.
When will the sick sorrowful ways of my earthly pleasure fade away, leaving a bright light through the darkness of your all captivating love and everlasting fruitfulness.
Oh Holy Spirit with your guiding light, light my path I am done with darkness, I have re-crucified my life with Christ and I now live in Him, His pleasure and His love!
poem by Logan brent McDougall
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House On The Hill
one, two, three, four
well, excuse me if I break my own heart
it's mine from the finish I guess
it's mine from the start
situation just don't seem so goddamned smart
situation is tearing me apartso you'll have to excuse me if I break my own heart
well, excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
some things are born too strong
have to learn how to fight
situation keeps me drinkingevery goddamned day and night
situation don't seem so right
so excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
well, excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
after all it's mine, after all it's mine
after all it's mine
can I have it back sometime
so if the rain falls down on your Mississippi talent
your eyes drift easy in the mighty
if the rain falls down on your Mississippi talent
your eye's drifting right
you run the road, but your diary entry reads blank
is this some sort of joke to you
is this some sort of joke to you
so excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
well, excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
after all it's mine, after all it's mine
after all it's mine
can I have it back sometime
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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House On The Hill
one, two, three, four
well, excuse me if I break my own heart
it's mine from the finish I guess
it's mine from the start
situation just don't seem so goddamned smart
situation is tearing me apartso you'll have to excuse me if I break my own heart
well, excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
some things are born too strong
have to learn how to fight
situation keeps me drinkingevery goddamned day and night
situation don't seem so right
so excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
well, excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
after all it's mine, after all it's mine
after all it's mine
can I have it back sometime
so if the rain falls down on your Mississippi talent
your eyes drift easy in the mighty
if the rain falls down on your Mississippi talent
your eye's drifting right
you run the road, but your diary entry reads blank
is this some sort of joke to you
is this some sort of joke to you
so excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
well, excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
after all it's mine, after all it's mine
after all it's mine
can I have it back sometime
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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Christmas, 1880
Great-hearted child, thy very being
The Son
,
Who know'st the hearts of all us prodigals;-
For who is prodigal but he who has gone
Far from the true to heart it with the false?-
Who, who but thou, that, from the animals',
Know'st all the hearts, up to the Father's own,
Can tell what it would be to be alone!
Alone! No father!-At the very thought
Thou, the eternal light, wast once aghast;
A death in death for thee it almost wrought!
But thou didst haste, about to breathe thy last,
And call'dst out
Father
ere thy spirit passed,
Exhausted in fulfilling not any vow,
But doing his will who greater is than thou.
That we might know him, thou didst come and live;
That we might find him, thou didst come and die;
The son-heart, brother, thy son-being give-
We too would love the father perfectly,
And to his bosom go back with the cry,
Father, into thy hands I give the heart
Which left thee but to learn how good thou art!
There are but two in all the universe-
The father and his children-not a third;
Nor, all the weary time, fell any curse!
Not once dropped from its nest an unfledged bird
But thou wast with it! Never sorrow stirred
But a love-pull it was upon the chain
That draws the children to the father again!
O Jesus Christ, babe, man, eternal son,
Take pity! we are poor where thou art rich:
Our hearts are small; and yet there is not one
In all thy father's noisy nursery which,
Merry, or mourning in its narrow niche,
Needs not thy father's heart, this very now,
With all his being's being, even as thou!
poem by George MacDonald
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Father Sun
Strange imaginations, children hide your secrets well
Is it not temptation makes you kiss and makes you tell?
Theres a traveller on the airwaves and hes pleading for my heart
Light up all the candles, Im still in the dark
Hurry operator, get redemption on the line
Pull back the curtains, I think I recognize those eyes
If love is so criminal, then my penance due
cause Im still holdin on to letters written straight to you
(chorus)
Oh, wont you save me, father sun, father sun?
I need to tell you father sun, father sun
And now you know that youre the only one
Oh, please forgive me father sun, father sun
I said I needed you in the back of my mind
Laid the beads up on the table, right besides the wine
It seems that we say forever, but forevers just a word
And I well be coming back for you, is all I heard
(repeat chorus)
Please dont forget me, father sun, father sun
I think I hear him whispering
Put your hand in mine and you wont feel a thing!
(repeat chorus)
Oh, wont you save me father sun, father sun?
I need to tell you that my life is on the run
And now you know that youre the only one
Oh, wont you save me father sun, father sun?
Oh, wont you save me father sun, father sun?
Oh, wont you save me, save me, save me, save me, save me, father sun?
song performed by by Wynonna Judd
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Excuse Me While I Break My Own Heart Tonight
Well excuse me if I break my own heart
Its mine from the finish I guess
Its mine from the start
The situation just dont seem so goddamn smart
The situation is tearing me apart
So youll have to excuse me
While I break my own heart
Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
Some things are born too strong
Have to learn how to fight
The situation keeps me drinking every goddamn day and night
The situation dont seem so right
So excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
After all it was mine
After all it was mine
After all it was mine
Can I have it back sometime?
So if the rain falls down on a mississippi town
Let your eyes drift easy into mine
The rain falls down on a mississippi town
Let your eyes drift easy into mine
Youre on the road but your diary entry reads blank
Is this some sort of joke to you?
Is this some sort of joke to you?
Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
After all it was mine
After all it was mine
After all it was mine
Can I have it back sometime?
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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Excuse Me While I Break My Own Heart Tonight
Well excuse me if I break my own heart
Its mine from the finish I guess
Its mine from the start
The situation just dont seem so goddamn smart
The situation is tearing me apart
So youll have to excuse me
While I break my own heart
Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
Some things are born too strong
Have to learn how to fight
The situation keeps me drinking every goddamn day and night
The situation dont seem so right
So excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
After all it was mine
After all it was mine
After all it was mine
Can I have it back sometime?
So if the rain falls down on a mississippi town
Let your eyes drift easy into mine
The rain falls down on a mississippi town
Let your eyes drift easy into mine
Youre on the road but your diary entry reads blank
Is this some sort of joke to you?
Is this some sort of joke to you?
Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
After all it was mine
After all it was mine
After all it was mine
Can I have it back sometime?
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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Father Sun
Strange imaginations, children hide your secrets well
Is it not temptation, makes you kiss and makes you tell?
Theres a traveler on the airwaves, and hes pleading for my heart
Light up all the candles, Im still in the dark
Hurry operator, get redemption on the line
Pull back the curtains, I think I recognize those eyes
If love is so criminal, then my penance due
cause Im still holding onto letters written straight to you
Oh, wont you save me, father sun, father sun
I need to tell you that my life is on the run
And now you know that youre the only one
Oh, please forgive me, father sun, father sun
I swore I needed you in the back of my mind
Laid the beads upon the table, right beside the wine
It seems that we say forever, but forevers just a word
And I will be coming back for you is all I heard
Oh, wont you save me, father sun, father sun
I need to tell you that my life is on the run
And now you know that youre the only one
Oh, please forgive me, father sun, father sun
Please dont forget me, father sun, father sun
I think I hear him whispering
Put your hand in my hand and you wont feel a thing
Oh, wont you save me, father sun, father sun
I need to tell you that my life is on the run
And now you know that youre the only one
Oh, please forgive me, father sun, father sun
Oh wont you save me, father sun, father sun
I need to tell you that my life is on the run
And now you know that youre the only one
Oh wont you save me, father sun, father sun
Oh wont you save me, father sun, father sun
Oh wont you save me, save me, save me, save me, save me, father sun
song performed by by Sheryl Crow
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If I could hold her, again
I would tell her that I love her, without condition,
I would be there when she cried
I would be her mentor
I would be her listening ears
I wouldnt judge her
I would be the man that IS excited by her
I would simply be there
because I love her.
she did exist once, but she chose a different path
and I wish her well, for once in my life.
poem by Samael Wolf
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The Boy Mimics The Father
The boy mimics the father he is his father's son
And he tells all of his young mates of the good things his dad has done
The mentors of tomorrow are the fathers of today
Through your good or bad example your child follows the way.
Since dad was his role model before he walked on his feet
The mistakes of the father the son he will repeat
The mentor of his young years is the mentor of his life
He watched dad beat his mother he too will beat his wife.
The boys mimics the father though you well may disagree
That us humans are impressionable but that's how 'twould seem to me
The main role model of our childhood through life points us the way
The young rogue of the future is the son of the rogue of today.
That the boy mimics the father in most cases does apply
And why this should be I cannot say though I can understand why
The boy mimics the father his role model is dad
And most times that is a good thing though on rare occasions it can be bad.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Father's Son
Sheryl Crow & Jay Oliver---
Strange imaginations, children hide your secrets well
Is it not temptation, makes you kiss and makes you tell?
There's a traveler on the airwaves, and he's pleading for my heart
Light up all the candles, I'm still in the dark
Hurry operator, get redemption on the line
Pull back the curtains, I think I recognize those eyes
If love is so criminal, then my penance due
'Cause I'm still holding onto letters written straight to you
[Chorus]
Oh, won't you save me, father sun, father sun
I need to tell you that my life is on the run
And now you know that you're the only one
Oh, please forgive me, father sun, father sun
I swore I needed you in the back of my mind
Laid the beads upon the table, right beside the wine
It seems that we say forever, but forever's just a word
"And I will be coming back for you" is all I heard [Chorus]
Please don't forget me, father sun, father sun
I think I hear him whispering
"Put your hand in my hand and you won't feel a thing"
[Chorus]
Oh won't you save me, father sun, father sun
I need to tell you that my life is on the run
And now you know that you're the only one
Oh won't you save me, father sun, father sun
Oh won't you save me, father sun, father sun
Oh won't you save me, save me, save me
save me, save me, father sun
song performed by by Sheryl Crow
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For My Father... The Slip, Falling
The slip...falling...
Our Father. I beg
The begging. Kneel.
In kneeling, blooded flesh.
Bloody hands' supplication.
Do not lift my soul, eyes, heart.
Not now. Not this day.
I will not pray, but
Our Father...
Hundreds of staples in my
Creator's legs...
Eyes open to ceiling, tears icing
Cold, stainless...stained
Pain.
Sheeted, still form.
Cold hands.
Our Father...my Father-
Why?
'Daughter, ' whispered split lips,
'I love you.'
The slip...falling...
Our Father!
His eyes, mine. Heart, soul...
Steel belief again, rain prayer
To reality.
Reality to prayer...
Our Father...
Where the compassion suffered
On your cross...
Where, the divine guiding...
Surgeons' hands, bloody.
Tears...blood.
Our Father.
Too high this price...for my
Pauper Father.
Where, your salvation...
The slip...falling...
Our Father.
Hear you curses
Louder than prayer?
Clothe demons, not angels?
Do you hear me? Watch me?
See me place yellow roses
On this stone.
The stone which set you free...
With my Father...
Imprisons me.
poem by Elysabeth Faslund
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Father of Love, to Thee I Bend
Father of love, to thee I bend
My heart, and lift mine eyes;
O let my pray'r and praise ascend
As odours to the skies.
Thy pard'ning voice I come to hear,
To know thee as thou art:
Thy ministers can reach the ear,
But thou must touch the heart.
O stamp me in thy heav'nly mould,
And grant thy word appl'd
May bring forth fruit an hundred fold
And speak me justify'd.
poem by Augustus Montague Toplady
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A Pastor's Prayer
'Please Lord, ' a Pastor's plea,
'Show me how to Shepard each of these.'
'Give me words when they are down,
That hope and peace may be found.'
On his knees, he shares his heart,
'Please use me, every part.'
'Nothing will I ever hold back,
Please make up for, where I lack.'
Use my mouth, to proclaim Your Word,
So truth may be told to all who have heard.
Use my eyes, to see those you love,
As You, mold them in Your Image above.
Use my ears, to listen to their needs,
Use my mind, … Show me how to lead.
Use my arms, in loving hugs,
For it is on Your heartstrings that they tug.
Use my laughter, in times of joy,
Use my hands, as I dedicate a new baby boy.
Use my heart, even though it may break,
As I say goodbye, to a long loved saint.
Give me strength, thru the day
And much forgiveness along the way.
For I am just a man, I make mistakes
Thank you for Your mercy and Your Grace.
You are my Father, Mentor, Savior, Friend,
Please stay with me until the end.
My body and soul I give to You,
Help me to live as You would do.
I am only an extension of Your hand
As I touch every woman, child and man.
I pray that thru this vessel they will see,
You, only Jesus, living thru me.
poem by Denise Poole
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Rednecks unite!
My father is my brother
My sister, with three ears,
Is his significant other.
My sister is my mother
And somehow, also my brother
My father's father am I
The vile thought makes me shudder.
Grandma was a mule,
Grandfather's sperm, she used as fuel
A french aristrocrat,
Made love to my mother, for he prefered his women fat
A letter written for my eyes
Containing news of demine
Said my true mother was some other
And my father, not her brother.
Jubilant and joyous,
My wife is what used to by my sister.. Or brother?
poem by Thy Mother
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Rewi to Grey: The Old Maori Chief’s Last Message
We have lived till these times, brother,
We who lived in this;
We have not grown old together,
Soon our lives must close –
Rewi’s first! For I am dying
Ere I got where all is true
From my heart a wish is flying –
This is my great word to you:
Mine to you and those who love us –
Be they white or brown –
Let there be one stone above is
When they’ve laid us down;
Let us rest together, brother,
When our gods recall us two.
Grant my wish – I have no other:
This is my great word to you.
Let there be one stone above us,
Standing for a sign:
On one side your name be written
On the other mine.
In my heart your name is lying;
We shall meet where all is true –
From y heart this wish is flying
This is my great word to you.
poem by Henry Lawson
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The Cobble Stone Path
Our memories are the cobble stone path
to our past that we walk along,
and if we trip or stumble,
they repeat themselves again.
We move forward every day,
then we stop along the way
and the cobble stone path appears
and we find ourselves walking along it again.
The years melt away before us
and we are back into yesterday
and those memories we made
that always seem so far away.
As we walk along the path,
each stone hold a memory.
Some are cherished as we step on them,
and others we would just like to skip across.
20 April 2009
poem by David Harris
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Father I Still Love You
I tried so hard to love you
But you never really cared
I tried so hard to trust you
But you were never really there
I wanted you to love me
But your heart had grown so cold
I wanted you to play with me
But money was your only goal
And now that I've grown older
And I look back on the years
I remember all the anger
The hurt the pain the tears
Father I forgive you
For all those wasted years
And I try not to remember
All the hurt the pain the tears
But father just please tell me
Did you ever love me once
Or was I just like leftovers
That you throw out after lunch
Father I still love you
And I'll never let that die
But father just please look at me
Say you love me to my eye
Father I must be honest
When you left I found another
My Father up in Heaven
And Jesus my loving Brother
They were the ones who loved me
When you had never cared
They were the ones who saved me
From a life of hate and despair
Father I still love you
And that will always stay true
But father will you love me
Because your child still needs you.
poem by Daniel Sweetnam
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