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A precious toy

Oh! What a day, a perfect day
 Something is found, as the game is plaid,
 Something precious and something good,
 A precious toy with heart and soul

Here‘s a day with quite a spirit
 A cetin man must buy some (purity)
 While a cetin woman is quite exhausted
 She tries to speak but make no sense
 Oh! What the hell its wealth a while,
 They are all relived it went so well.

Oh!!! What is that, a new world warrior
 With a crocodile’s heart and the spirit of
 A cat, and that’s because he’s a mix of both
 A dangerous mixture you’ll ever face, in
 His body run’s the blood of cannibals.

I talk about a wild beast, with shining eyes
 Like twinkling stars, nails as sharp as Uncle Leo pat
 Teeth as strong as ant Lacosta,
 He’s a big cat in the sense of the word, but I can
 Argue that he’s a croc as well,

Copyright © Matshidiso Mosia | Year Posted 2016

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Happy Bithday My Son

Today you are ten
So i must use my pen
I cant put much in your den
But saying I love you, amen

I just have enough fingers to count
All the years of joy your life has amount
To what daddy can for account
That you are the best at no discount

Everyday with out you
Gets daddy really blue
But today is a new
And time with you is long overdue

You are my only son
Loving you cant be undone
Your love shine like the sun
And i know i already won

So i wish you a happy birthday
And i shout hip hip hooray
I'll never be too far away
And will always be here on your magic day

Copyright © GERT WEWEGE | Year Posted 2016

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Anak Manusia The Son Of Man Son Of Man Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man

Anak Manusia The Son Of Man Son Of Man Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is so too kindfullness 
kindfullness too so kindfullness kindfullness too kindfullness so kindfullness.
Anak Manusia The Son Of Man Son Of Man Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is so too greatfullness 
so greatfullness too greatfullness so too greatfullness greatfullness greatfullness so too 
Anak Manusia The Son Of Man Son Of Man Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is so too Bestfullness 
too Bestfullness so Bestfullness too Bestfullness so Bestfullness Bestfullness Bestfullness too so 
Bestfullness too so Bestfullenss. 
Anak Manusia is Anak ALLah Bapak  Allah Bapa AlLAh.
The Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Son of God Son of GOd is Thea Son Of God Son Of GOd.
Thea Son of God SOn Of GOd is Anak Manusia is Anak ALlah is The Son Of MAn SOn Of Man is 
The Son Of God SOn of GOd. 
The Son Of Man SOn of Man is Anak Manusia is Thea Son OF GOd Son Of GOd. 
The Son of Man Son of Man is Thea Son of God Son of GOd.
Anak Manusia is The Son of Man Son Of Man. 
Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Son Of GOd Son Of GOd.
Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is Anak Manusia.
The Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Jesus Christ Jesus Christ Yesus Kristus Jesus Kristus The 
Jesus Kristus Yesus The Chrsit YESUS CHRIST  Imanuel Immanuel thE alPHA aLPHA tHE Omega 
Omega Alfa Omega alfa omega  Alfa Omega The Omega The ALfa the alpha alpha. 
Anak Manusia is Thea Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Son Of Man Son Of Man is The Jesus 
Christ Jesus Christ Yesus Kristus Jesus Kristus The Jesus Kristus Yeuss The Christ Christ Yesus 
Immanuel Imanuel the ALpha Alpha alpha alpha the The omega omega Alpha Omega Alfa 
Omega THe Alfa Omega The Omega Omega. 
tHE SON OF MAN SON OF MAN is The Son OF Man Son Of Man is Anak Manusia is The Jeuss 
Christ Jesus Christ Yesus kRISTUS  Jesus Kristus The Jesus Kristus The Christ Yesus Yesus 
ALPAH THE ALfa Fala The Omega Omega.

  The Son of Man SOn of Man is Thea Son of Man SOn of Man is Anak Manusia The First First 
and The Last Last is The Beginning Beginning and The End End is Yang Terawal and Yang 
Terakhir is Yang Awal dan Yang Akhir is Yang pertama dan Yang terkemudian is Yang 
Terpertama dan Yang terterkemudian is Yang Terterkebelakang dan Yang terkebelakang is Yang 
Terdepan dan Yang terterdepan is Thea Beginning Beginning and Thea End End is Thea  First 
First and Thea Last Last.

Copyright © gloria eliza angeline gumogar | Year Posted 2011

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I look in your eyes, Trying to find the boy I used to know. Now you're surrounded with these chaotic lies, And a demented, twisted  sense of reality.
I honestly don't know the misery you're  trapped in. 
I don't know how to help you, 
I wouldn't know where to begin. 
I wish I could make your demons fade away, hold you close and make everything okay. 
But It's beyond my control,  so I put my trust in God. And now I just pray.

         By: Debra Easterling

Copyright © Debra Easterling | Year Posted 2016

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Wish of a rapist's unborn son

Do not weep through 
Your broken dreams 
Promise me not to end 
Before I am born 
I love the warmth 
In this cozy womb 
I feel your sigh 
As a thunder storm 
I hear the  beat of 
your sinless  heart 
as a fast nonstop train 
I struggle to learn it 
Whether LOVE or HATE 
Gather your humanity 
to forgive a wild man 
Give me to the world 
Where there is morality 
Hand me to stand 
as a tamed man 
Let me you to promise 
Not to be a son whose 
father lives within him 
Though I am not a fruit of LOVE 
Please, do not hate me MOM 
What I have not done! 

Copyright © Swarnapali Liyanage | Year Posted 2008

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Son of Sonnets

emotions start to drip into a thought 
all my thoughts eventually are caught  
the drops collect and melt into a stream 
soon the stream births life into a dream 

streams then flow and now become a river 
they cultivate a fertile life giver  
rivers now in time will rhyme into a dam 
the pressure builds until I know I can 

the dams collect the pieces of my life 
a release the thing avoiding my strife 
waves now break in organized commotion 
then bursting into a vast deep ocean 
oceans met the stars and made the comets 
comets fathered me, the son of sonnets 

     20 May 2016

Copyright © Just James | Year Posted 2016

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My Mother will not curse me

Mother, your insanity is my blessing!

Your cry, like a creaking door,
Opens to a lawn of sour,
Your eyes, like a flame of candle,
Pierce to my heart that fails to handle.

And, your insanity is my blessing!

Because, I am not a son of your dream,
The essence that dripped out of the cream,
The life that burns as a wooden window,
The deep woods that drenched with heavy shadow,

Mother, I am not a son of your dream.

The dream of becoming a morning dew,
A song that moves a failing crew,
A dawn, a dusk and a poem with lovely words,
A canoe in search of unknown world,

And, I am not a son of your dream.

See, I am a warrior of a loosing battle,
The blood was washed through the rains that clatter,
I see the children playing on the streets,
I do not know, is it sickle or flowers for them to treat?
I am not a son of your dream and still away from your curse,
Mother, your insanity is my blessing!.

Copyright © Thoppil Bharathan | Year Posted 2006

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My Son, Never Forgotten

Times drift by,
Yesterdays are passed,
Memories never forgotten.
Memorable things now stored away,
Favorite things you so enjoyed,
Now safely treasured in a box.
Your first baby blanket neatly folded,
Years of artwork carefully packed,
Heartfelt poems written by you,
Now treasured and protected.
Your favorite chair,
Still sits on the porch.
At times as I sit outside reflecting with God,
I look into the empty chair
And wish you were there.
Photographs of you of years gone by,
Now lay safely in a box,
Always to be looked at,
To share and reflect upon.
The last words you spoke to me,
Still replay in my heart
Never to be forgotten,
Praying to hear you speak again,
“I love you too, mama!”
The last moments spent with you
Are treasured memories created,
Filed away safe in my heart,
Always to be cherished with love.
I miss you coming home late,
Always wondering while I wait.
I miss the way you pleaded for me
To warm a meal, to get a drink,
And though I was tired or though it was late,
Out of love I gave in to your hearts desire;
Then excitedly in a child like voice, you'd say,
“Thank you mommy, I love you!”
A part of me is lost,
An empty space fills my heart,
An empty room where you once laid your head.
So many things you left behind,
So many lives you've touched,
Never to be forgotten, but always remembered.
I do not know why,
For it is not for me to understand.
The time will soon come
For me to know the truth
As to why you had to go.
Some day very soon,
When Gods perfect plan is revealed
And when in paradise eternal,
Is when I shall see your smile,
Look into your eyes,
And hear you say, once again,
“I love you too, mama!”

Copyright © Sindy Vorderstrasse | Year Posted 2006

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" Words from a son"

“Oh Mama”

Oh Mama, There not enough words in the dictionary that can define
What you mean to me

Oh Mama, you made away for us when I was young even when that
Way was to impossible for me to see

Oh Mama, you clothed us, shelter us, and fed us when we hungered for
Something to eat, with the meager finances
You had for support didn’t deter your spirit or
Robbed you of your strength to a submission of being weak

Oh Mama, we may not had the best of the best, but we had the best of the 
Best of the best at the expense of your sacrifice to
Provide the necessities needed even at your less

Oh Mama, your are thee essence that is constructed and formulated together
To generated and develop the mother of the universe
Which is a queen

Oh Mama, I appreciate you more then you could imagine or see, I know I don’t
Tell you much but believe me lady! Your present
Is truly blessful beside me, yes indeed

Oh Mama, my thoughts and feeling that I display may be low and silent, but the
Love I have for you is louder then any bell or sound that
Can wake the world up when life is still and hearts are quieted 

Oh Mama, I know I act crazy a lot and do a lot of crazy things, but I thank GOD for
Creating you and I thank GOD for you creating me

Oh Mama, I love ya ma! Peace.

Copyright © Roscoe watkins | Year Posted 2009