Best Philanthropy Poems

Soft is the pillow beneath my head
as dread sweeps over the world
Haunting dreams with chilling screams
shrill as a lonely wind

Crisp and cool is the linen...

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Oh, if only ...

If only monsters ...
LOOKED like monsters.
If they lurked ONLY in the dark,
Glowing red eyes and chiseled teeth ...
Claws and horns and forked...

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The sparkle of charity is alive and well
It’s the grounds for cohesion and solidarity
Making spiritual gardeners of us all

Goodwill marries kindness
Sharing bounty with open heart
And...

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THE CITY AND THE STATE OF PLAY TODAY

No one worries about morals today 
They follow the rules they create
So to them all is ok
Those on...

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To give is good, most would agree,
When helping poor feel more secure.
A splendid thing's philanthropy,
Though motives are not always pure.

We seldom sacrifice at all,
Our charity,...

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Seldom in life does one feel the effects,
Of another’s SIXTY YEARS of lifespan;
But now and again, God gives us respect,
For the lives of extraordinary men.

Such...

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INSPIRED BY THE FILM 
        DON’T LOOK UP

Humanity has become oblivious, ignorant to an inevitable lightening quick catastrophe,
Politicians...

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my father told me once
life, my boy, is give and take
—never forget! and he was still

promptly my teenage mind
set to work and i reasoned:
what mean...

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I’m about to tell what’s an important story,
Of a singer who is sadly now long gone,
Whose story needs some increased recognition,
He could p’raps be described...

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Perhaps from my childhood, it had been my burning desire,
To glance Nirmal Hriday (Pure Heart) - a home I did admire;
At the thought of Kolkotta...

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Of bereavement for a nation
long ago blessed by God,
a loved one no longer at the table,
the environment of earth struggling
to be an Eden.
People clamoring for...

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Seems as a country full of saints and carriers of purity
as all crimes are interestingly attributed to outsiders
tagging them the influential teachers of immorality
yet such...

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Chapter 3: College Preparation

My freshman year started quite smooth
Touch football broke my leg
My luck we had a tennis coach,
That brought things down a peg!

My algebra...

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I love the sound of rescue squad sirens
Someones got a chance

Houdini had no chance
He wanted to survive everything

Kennedy had no chance
He wanted what's best for...

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Smoking Hot

Once upon a time there was a little girl
She carried a chipped edged bowl in her hand
Charity had been generous to her riding years
Gifts...

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