Best Walk Tall Poems
Education you 're the champion of the poor
You're a roof under which people who love you shelter
You open the eyes of the ignorant, so that their ignorance is no more
You're a pot of those who loves to cook their brains into perfection
So that their brains can be perfected to think like you
So that they can learn to negotiate the hazards of life and fend for themselves
Education, you provide shelter, clothes and transport to those who worship you
You are the king of those who adores you
Education, you are the conqueror
You've conquered poverty
Poverty says brother to you
You sent poverty to an early rotten grave
Poverty has gone to an early grave because of you
Run poverty run!
Your brother education is here!
Darkness and light do not share cigarette
As success and poverty
Education, no one is like you
Indeed you're the Kilimanjaro Mountain
You're like an elephant
You're a well of wisdom and success
Those who worship you will walk tall and proud of their success
From my heart to yours,
you are a precious man,
from the very first time,
I read your work,
it was not hard to understand.
The trials you endured,
the pain, and the tears,
locked away,
you found your Saviour so near.
Let no man or woman,
who dwells on this earth,
spit on a heart so sweet,
all I can say,
is they have the nerve.
Walk tall my friend,
may the wind,
always push you forward,
and pray for the lost,
and the foolish cowards.
I don't know what was said,
or who is to blame,
forgive them dear friend,
and ask for the same.
We as a people,
have a journey of our own,
each, and everyone,
should know right from wrong.
Continue on your path,
you have much to do,
and remember the devil,
will use a few.
I call you friend,
as many here do,
and from my heart to yours,
I wish only the best for you.
Michael Jordan, you are a special kind of man.
One that I am proud to call my friend.......
One if ever needed would not turn his back...
I have never met you, but I can say,
actions speak very strong...for you are willing
to reach out, and help...to me, you have what it takes
to be a lighthouse for others....
heart of pain ,
words of sorrow,
been there mate,
no tomorrow,
get back on the horse,
yes that's right,
walk tall babe,
through the lonely night!
get some strength,
just steal or borrow:)
it's alright....
thanks Brenda...Don
Brian Strand
Contest Name IMAGE any image theme/any form 2-14 lines |
Knocked down
When I’m down I’m miserable,
But that won’t do at all,
Reef up yer bloody bootstraps, boy,
Walk tall, don’t bloody crawl.
Depression black has arrived,
Kick it up the cods,
Don’t drag yer feet, tiptoe n jive,?
And rise above the odds.
Let the mighty spirit in you surge,
Feel it’s strength and power,
You are more than mortal, merge,
Gods will and strength is ours.
Don Johnson 14-july-11
Brian Strand
Contest Name A POETES any theme@form max 14 lines
Just clowning around
so try not to frown
———
In living this life
I’ve made mistakes
hard it can be
but here’s my take
Grow a backbone
don’t lose heart
be kind and gentle
friends never will part
Eclipse with love
those you hold dear
cause they will not be
evermore near
Search for small miracles
everyday
Give of yourself
And of your pay
Now I ain’t no Angel
No Sirree
I’ve eaten an apple
from Eden’s tree
Snakes did whisper
in my ear
always walk tall
showing no fear
A conundrum
I am
Bruised and broken
But this was a ride
I’m glad was taken
Why you did , what you did I will never know.
Why you put me through so much pain, and hurt me so.
You obviously had your reasons.
But then I didnt know what they were.
Now since I found out.
The pain has been even harder to bear.
You sold me down the river,
Knowing I couldnt even swim.
Only you and i know.
You commited the cardinal sin.
You broke me, you destroyed me.
My spirit and my soul.
How was I ever going to fight back, to reach.
The unreachable goal.?
But just like Humpty dumpty who had a great fall.
I had to learn all over again to walk tall.
I found a handfull of people to help put me back together again.
To help wipe out the misery , the suffering, the pain.
So I could get on with my life, start living again.
It is early on in life that Pride meets Ego. In 2nd grade in fact. Pride sits quietly admiring the gold star at the top of his drawing. Ego, sitting close by, slaps Pride on the back, lifts him into the air and tells him he deserves it. They become immediate friends. As they spend more time together, Pride loses his shape, expanding as Ego grows too. Pride likes his new form. It is large. It is powerful.
Later on Ego learns to surf. He rides the wave of forgotten insecurities, gaining momentum with every promotion and A+. Ego leaves behind a residue of “holier than thou" and superiority as he draws back, gaining more power.
Time passes. Pride forgets his glasses every time he leaves the house and instead grabs stilts. He carefully balances Success and Importance as he roams the streets blind. Pride steps on Morality and bumps into Humility but does not recognize it.
Pride and Ego meet again at the corner of Success and V.I.P. They straighten their jackets, lift their noses into the air and arm in arm they take on the city, knocking down marriages and small kids on the way. Pride and Ego walk tall. They are undefeatable. They laugh and twirl, kicking up dust from untouched sensitivities as they walk into the setting sun, watching as Humanity slowly fades away.
Hatred walking tall in the streets
of the hearts of our
GENERATIONS
Blood spilled painting the
ground red
Making the evil not to feel bad
but as VIPs Phela they now are
walking on the red carpet
The cries shed turning into
the welcoming melody as
they enter the gates of hell
Drowning the happiness of this
world into a very deep well
The money gave birth to
uMUVHANGO
That constructed hell on earth
The burning flames of
greediness
burnt families down to ashes
when death knocks at your door
it breaks down all the latches
It doesn't matter which rout it
took
it can come via your relatives
your blood can one day be a
catalyst
to speed up the witchcraft
reaction
as to give birth to wealthiness
I feel THE NEED to set free my
fears
and let them walk tall in the
streets
of your minds with flyers
proposing unity
Let's all stand up in search of
dignity
How I long to live life vividly
In your heart as hatred intrude
on your knees fall like you just
had a heart attack but in your
prayers
Include also the victims in his
list
The soil swallowed the souls
of THE YOUNG AND THE
RESTLESS
The brave ones that stood up,
ducked and sucked bullets
Into their bodies for our
freedom
with nothing but stones in their
hands
The freedom implanted laziness
and greediness in today's youth
we are not xerophytes,
we can't survive in this dry land
we need to fight
your journey has brought you
into
this very dark life you are in
Wake up your mind, open up
your eyes
there is hell and there is heaven
you are at the junction, make
yur choice
The right choice will give you
honor
But the wrong turn leads you to
horror
WHY
Why you did, what you did, I will never know,
Why you put me through so much pain and hurt me so,
You obviously had your reasons,
but then I didn't know what they were,
Now since I found out,
the pain has been even harder to bear,
You sold me down the river,
knowing I couldn't even swim,
Only you and I know,
you committed the cardinal sin,
You broke me, you destroyed me,
my spirit and my soul,
How was I ever going to fight back,
to reach the unreachable goal?,
But just like Humpty Dumpty, who had a great fall,
I had to learn all over again to walk tall,
I found a handful of people, to help put me back together again.
to help wipe out the misery, the suffering, the pain,
So I could get on with my life and start living again.
I cried as I said goodbye today,
To my best childhood friend;
As my tears fall I wish you could stay,
I never thought it would end;
You snort and bump me with your nose,
Trying to tell me it’s alright;
If I’ll see you again, nobody knows,
Tears are blurring my sight;
“It’s time” Mom calls from outside,
And I lead you out of your stall;
Trying to hide the tears that I’ve cried,
With my head up, I try to walk tall;
I give you a hug and breathe in your scent,
Then hand over your lead rope;
Questioning vaguely where our time went,
Praying that I can cope;
And as they drive away with you,
I drown myself in tears;
I’m lost, I don’t know what to do,
As I think back on our years;
And as my tears start to dry,
I think of the good times and the bad;
I never thought I’d have to say goodbye,
To you, the best friend I ever had.
Woke up one morning
It felt just like any other
Or at least so I thought
I guess I was young
I was naïve
I felt a bit restless
My pockets penniless
And my girlfriend was cheating
But that was nothing
Nothing compared to what I felt
When I learnt later that morning
That you had scaled up to the skies
It was that dreaded day at the end of November
You left for us ever
But every time I close my eyes
Your image starts to materialize
Slowly and painfully I now realize
I realize I will never see you again
But many a night I fail to sleep
As I try to wish away the pain
They say men don’t weep
But it’s hard to hold back these tears
Oh how I miss my big sis
She taught me not to doubt myself
You taught me how to walk tall
How to believe in myself
Self discipline, self confidence
She was the turbo drive of our family
The front propeller
Our umbrella
A mother, aunt, wife and sister
I get my solace from The Book
And The Book says
A good name is better than sweet perfume
And the day of death better than the day of birth
My heart still hurts when I think of you
I miss you sis we all do
I never knew I could ever feel this way
I look into the future and all I see is emptiness
Why do you want to leave me standing alone
the once happy home, now half the throne
we stood together through thick and thin
the beautiful duo, together forever
walks in the park, dancing after dark
the love was golden we once shared
I felt the eyes of envy, what a beautiful pair
now you leave me feeling the despair
stepping off this way, I can't explain my pain
lying here broken, crying in shame.
why did you have to be the first
to touch me this way
joy of once love, now you displace
was it my cat like eyes that frightened you away
was it the confidence my walk displayed
that blurred my vision that dreadful day
I had fallen once before, but never this way
I let my guard down thinking you'd carry me always
today the disappointment is right in my face
but I will survive, I won't be defeated, maybe another day
I will stand strong, I will walk tall
I will never let the splints you cast keep me down.
I will heal in just 6 to 8 weeks.
A brand new ankle
I hope you will remember me.
"The Break"
Your love
One love
True love
Best love
One you
All you
You care
And dare
To show
Not throw
To sing
Not sling
To grow
Not blow
With tears
Not fears
Of joy
Not toy
Express
Not stress
One dear
So dear
That you
Real you
Give love
Full love
To say
Not nay
One bye
Not lie
To prove
Not groove
Your word
Not sword
That pert
Not hurt
One day
Sweet day
Come back
Love back
Relax
Not lax
Think tall
Walk tall
Your heart
Brave heart
One heart
True heart
Your heart
Sweet heart!
Dignity of Manual Labor
by Lori Maria Walton
These, my manual extensions
designed for dexterity
give, to you, my treasure
These, you take from me
denigrating my identity,
No acknowledgement of difference
only indifference and emptiness
Extend the strand you hold,
with my warmth
I will wrap and preserve
your weakness
Let me walk tall, among
your books, and give to you
the wisdom of my hands
What is self-motivation to you? What does self-motivation really mean?
Are you self-motivated or easily defeated when complications and depletion of any
success you’ve had, rudely intervenes?
Complications will surely produce unwanted thorns that can be piercingly painful,
throwing you way off track.
Strong self-motivation is a radiant guiding light that will always help you find your way back.
The pathway back may not be easy, true success in life has never been.
But which satisfied you most, self-motivation where you once had it, or complications that
somehow wore your self-motivation way too thin?
You may be feeling the drive and determination that once engulfed you, no longer has
their tenacious bite.
Here’s the fastest way to regain the self-motivation you once had, if it has taken flight:
When you have conviction with self-motivation, you walk tall, your head and shoulders
loom above the crowd, no matter your physical size or height.
Self-Motivation makes you the leader that people look up to, respect, and seek, which is
quite nice.
You must march on by being the strong and self-motivated one.
I implore you to strut and march only to the beat of your proclaimed rhythmic drum.
Create an immovable and unbendable melody from the depths of your heart, mind,
body, and soul.
Your new revelation will be etched in stone. Your self-motivation henceforth, shall never
falter and surely never grow old.
Al Johnson
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