Guardians Of The Breath
They were guardians of the breath
Trusted with those precious chances
Keeping gaia from the fear of death
Balances must be defended
To take only what they must
(borrowed from the future)
Live in lovers of a global home
(our children will remember)
Guardians slept while comfort came
The vapours poison, the acid rain fell
The spirit cut from earthly bounds
The creature stirred the pain
How much abuse can she take
(awake from your dreamtime)
The lines are drawn our justice awaits
(will the guardians surrender)
The forest bare, a desert born
The life pushed out
They sold her cheaply
All for a shilling for next weeks treat
A marvel that had taken ten thousand years
To take only what they must
(borrowed from the future)
Live in lovers of a global home
(our children will remember)
They are guardians of the breath
Trusted with those precious chances
They are guardians of the breath
Balances must be defended
song performed by by Howard Jones
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Life is Precious
People who live with their fellow-countrymen
Are never losers, nor are their heads in discomfort.
Instead, their brains do work,
And their life is special as well.
Their living is precious, because you admire them,
And each person shall think of the other.
It is a perfect world in which we live,
For the inhabitants cast shadows that are long,
They are very, very long.
Children will defend their fortune, their luck does not shine
As much as their elders.
They are wishful thinkers, and their guardians are so wishful.
We are in the agreement process; We are the innocent ones.
poem by Naveed Akram
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O! Judges Of The World
O! Judges of the World,
The Guardians of peace,
Listen!
In the ablaze valley of Kashmir,
To the dripping trickling of blood.
O! Judges of the World,
The Guardians of peace,
The breathers in the spheres of liberty,
Realize you the human rights,
And fix no limit of cruelty,
In Kashmir who inflict atrocity.
Now our houses remain or not,
Our heads, the bodies retain or not,
We will utter the word “Freedom”,
We will snatch the right “Freedom”.
O! Judges of the World,
The Guardians of peace,
Listen!
In the ablaze valley of Kashmir,
To the dripping trickling of blood.
The sons died tossingly in front of mothers,
The sisters’ shawls ragged in front of brothers,
Coated in blood is each leave and plant,
Each grain of Kashmir now does chant,
Listen to the Freedom’s band,
Look to the loyalty of the land.
O! Judges of the World,
The Guardians of peace,
Listen!
In the ablaze valley of Kashmir,
To the dripping trickling of blood.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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The Guardians Of Mankind
For no one to see for no one to hear
They fight for our souls without any fear
When injustice done they open their gates
To maintain balance between good and bad
And as the winds of freedom blow they vanish into haze
The mighty shadow turns away and wisdom conquers hate
The guardians of Mankind
Are losin' their faith
'Cause malice and falseness
Spread over the human race
If guardians of mankind
Won't shelter our souls
The rulers of darkness
Will soon gain control
Don't try to deceive them don't try to play false
'Cause losing their favour will be the end of shelter
And as the winds of freedom blow they vanish into haze
The mighty shadow turns away and wisdom conquers hate
The guardians of Mankind
Are losin' their faith
'Cause malice and falseness
Spread over the human race
If guardians of mankind
Won't shelter our souls
The rulers of darkness
Will soon gain control
And as the winds of freedom blow they vanish into haze
The mighty shadow turns away and wisdom conquers hate
The guardians of Mankind
Are losin' their faith
'Cause malice and falseness
Spread over the human race
Guardians of Mankind
Are losin' their faith
'Cause malice and falseness
Spread over the human race
If guardians of mankind
Won't shelter our souls
The rulers of darkness
Will soon gain control
song performed by by Gamma Ray
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The whistle turns the ball to gold.
All around a murmuring sound
Leaves me with my ear to the ground.
Seeking answers through the vibrations
Of Our mothers surface. Still I remain a child
Within the reach of my Mothers hand.
Outside two guardians stand
A testament to patience,
Outstretching their arms in supplication grand
Two guardians seek deliverance
Duality beckons us towards the realization
That any extreme will lead us blind un-knowing.
Unity is shown to be the way.
The whistle turns the ball to gold.
poem by David Lacey
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Borrowed
borrowed shirts, borrowed shoes,
borrowed books, borrowed thoughts,
borrowed bed, borrowed lover,
borrowed dreams, borrowed salt.
borrowed children, borrowed mothers,
borrowed study, borrowed lives.
borrowed God, borrowed heaven,
borrowed killers with borrowed knives.
borrowed flags, borrowed lies,
borrowed virtue, borrowed freedom.
borrowed bombs, borrowed bullets,
borrowed puppets, borrowed kingdoms.
borrowed soup bowls, borrowed numbers,
borrowed tents, borrowed bridge.
borrowed hope, borrowed survival,
borrowed till it's sacrilige!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Ideal
Remnants of Kansas and Sunflowers--
Play hopscotch with Angels of my door...
Guardians of January...
Guardians of Evermore;
Turtles and Hares ever present...
Seem at times to be gone but are not--
Remnants of Kansas and Sunflowers--
Talk of the spiders that they've caught;
Allowing no viscious webs of deceit...
No Big Birds with Monsterous minds...
No Ghosts of the past-nor shadows to last...!
But only Guardian Angels so very kind! ;
Dedicated to: Tom Stevens (Stephens)
poem by Theodora Onken
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The Lion Roars for M lady Ernestine
The ancient guardians of the land
Supernal warriors of the past
are waiting still I understand
‘Til they are called to protect us.
From some new threat we have to face.
Just when it seems that we must fail.
The long dead champions of our race
will join our ranks: We will prevail.
King Arthur and his band of knights
and Hereward will wake again.
The victors of forgotten fights
will swell our ranks; none will abstain.
So let our enemies beware.
The Lion roars defiance still,
the guardians are yet taking care.
They always have and always will.
27-Dec-07
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Guardians are necessary for children and abnormal adults, because they cannot make responsible choices for themselves.
quote by Tom G. Palmer
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Child Abuse
How many pleas go unanswered
as their cries echo through the night?
Too many, I am afraid to say
as we hear about child abuse almost every day.
Committed by those who are most trusted,
our guardians of the young
are the ones who defile
the young lives in their care.
What about those who are abused
will they become abusers one day
for the treatment they have received?
That question will remain unanswered
until sometime in future years.
15 October 2009
Author's Note:
Although this poem may depict that all child carers are abusers, they are not. Although in the news in England of late there have been several cases in which child abusers have been people who were in charge of children. I wish now to apologise to the genuine carers that are perfectly innocent if they feel offended by my poem.
This poem was written to underline a question do those abused in turn become abusers.
DVH 15/10/09
poem by David Harris
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Poetential
Dull sublunary lovers need
the help of 3D glasses
to ever seen things differently,
or grasp just what romance is.
We poets see things differently
because we take more chances.
The seen and unseen, we embrace
without cardboard enhancers.
Could Love even express itself
without our helpful similes?
Honor or Courage, without our help,
would be just pale facsimiles.
We are the guardians of the words
that hollow men would empty.
Poetential is our flaming sword
against their verbal entropy
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Guardians
Were living in our units
And one thing we can do is
Work for a life without a fate
We dont pay any taxes
But the state is the axes
Of our minds without love without hate
We have a higher order
No one needs to be a hoarder
Our society is such a glorious thing
In our centers we can dream of
Anything you never think of
You cant say we are puppets on a string
Our minds are kept so clean
Checked up on a screen
Theyre holy men, theyre saints
Without them we might all fail
We dont know war and crime
Things of ancient times
We just see it if we put on video
The blue pass is for my life
And the red ones for my wife
Its the only thing we really need to show
There are still some without rules
But I tell you, theyre all fools
The guardians will find them as weve seen
We got banks where we freeze them
They get new brains screwed in then
And act contrarily to what they have been
With new minds made so clean
Checked up on a screen
They will be the saints
Without them we might all fail
Chorus guardians of our lives
Protect security
They turn the key and they step in
Controlling you and me
Guardians of our lives
Take care eternally
Chorus
Puppets on a string
Puppets on a string
song performed by by Helloween
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Natural Lover
There is a woman out there,
who gives out her love to share,
the pale blue sky is her iris,
and the sunshine her warm kiss.
Her breath stirs the oceans,
the tide carrying her heart’s emotions,
all the clouds rain her joyful tears,
growing her children over the years.
At night she sleeps a peaceful slumber,
so we can all dream and wonder,
while the sky is lit up with her stars,
who are her guardians and avatars.
Then when she opens her eyes,
so you can all see the sunrise,
her sun’s warm and welcoming glow,
is just her way of saying hello.
Awakening you all from your sleep,
in your heart, those dreams, you keep,
for every summer morning you will see,
that she is smiling down on you and on me!
(I can see the sunrise…)
poem by Dale Mullock
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Remember This. Remember This
Fear not, My child, what man can do...
Let all thy daily course pursue
that which from heaven brings thee bliss:
Remember this. Remember this.
And should the agony of pain
be covered o'er the earthly plain;
Be still, and know that I exist:
Remember this. Remember this.
And if thou suffereth a loss,
remember He who bore the cross:
No man can feel what pain was His.
Remember this. Remember this.
And should a friend forsaketh thee,
believe that I, with thee, will be
to comfort thee in what ye miss:
Remember this. Remember this.
Remember till thy final breath
that thou shalt triumph over death!
And, live thy life with faith in this.
Remember this. Remember this.
poem by Chris Schleier
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We are a continuum. Just as we reach back to our ancestors for our fundamental values, so we, as guardians of that legacy, must reach ahead to our children and their children. And we do so with a sense of sacredness in that reaching.
quote by Paul Tsongas
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This Light Of Justice
Do not look back, there is only darkness-
Look forward, toward the distant light.
A look back only brings anger and bitterness,
So, I reject the thought with all my might,
In favor of faith in a future not yet known.
Flashes of this darknesscreep into my mind,
Where I am always heart-broken and all alone-
A lonely, freightened man left behind
By a system that espouses justice, yet does not exist.
I so very much crave this future's luminescence,
Yet, the pain of my past's darkness continues to persist.
Our Forefathers so beautifully captured its essence,
But its guardians have allowed it to wither;
Now, sadly, this light of justice shines not, hither!
poem by Maurice Harris
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The object of this edict is to enlighten the present and future citizens of Chandigarh about the basic concepts of planning of the city so that they become its guardians and save it from whims of individuals.
quote by Le Corbusier
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Whether One Learns How to Climb or Jump
Those who say,
Children today who do not have the benefit...
Of growing up with both parents at home.
Or at least accountable and responsible guardians...
Are at a disadvantage.
That may be true.
However...
It is the society that suffers the greater disadvantage.
Influences usually do not stay corralled behind fences.
Whether one learns how to climb or jump...
Something about the experience of it will be shared.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kiss Me Softly
Theres a state of grace that happens every day
Its a feeling I thought lost of locked away
Another question to an answer that I know
Oh, are you coming home, coming home for sure
Id walk a thousand miles, just to hear you calling out my name
Chorus:
Kiss me softly kiss me slowly
I get lost in you like only lovers do
Hold me closer love me tender
I get swept away like only lovers do
Youve awakened something deep inside my soul
And every moment, every breath I feel it more
Your hidden treasures that you keep down deep inside
We make love freely as we watch the new sunrise
Id live a thousand lives if every one I loved could be with you
Repeat chours
Id live a thousand lives
If every one I loved could be with you...
Repeat chorus 2x
Only lovers, only lovers, only lovers do
Only lovers, only lovers, only lovers do
Only lovers, only lovers, only lovers do
Only lovers, only lovers, only lovers do
song performed by by Journey
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Guardians
(God bestowed intelligence to save not destroy)
We are guardians of our planet
Playing the role of God
Selecting which species survive
Polluting the atmosphere
Burning forests and laying waste
Speeding ever faster global warming.
We factory farm to stock our larders
Hunting endangered species to extinction
Breeding our population out of control
Insisting on culling other species
But Man is the only creature
Who wages war and kills for pleasure.
poem by Colin Ian Jeffery
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Leaping Like Children
Leap and dance to mourn for the young and old,
How hungry it is for children to play so preciously.
Sleep then, sleep like children and their guardians,
Laughing will increase the hatred, like the very air.
I feel rude when they are near, the children are also near,
I am in need of something to eat, for them to disappear.
The unconscious help is always fearing us,
We are leaping in the air like children, to act,
And with laughing nature the dance is ahead.
poem by Naveed Akram
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