Counted Poems - Poems about Counted

The parents whose 12-year-old son was just laid to rest From spraying bullets exploding in his young body’s chest The father whose daughter was tortured and raped By monsters initiating in a criminal gang She will never see her fourteenth birthday The shopkeeper, who after taxes is barely making his life’s wage And totally depends on the paltry money his hard...

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Success is counted sweetest by those Who never tasted victory's rose For they know the struggle and the pain The uphill battle they fought in vain.. They strive and strive with all their might But somehow always miss the sight Of the finish line, of the prize Leaving them with tears in their eyes, Yet still they try, again and again Hoping that someday...

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When the chips are down Men are separated from boys Quitters fall by the way side While perennial winners Seize the day and be counted For that is the essence of life Life is a live show It is for a short season It is time to show the stuff One is made of And bow...

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What have we done to our blue skies what have we done to our land neglectful beings that we are we abused the works of His doting hand What made us think that we were Kings in a Kingdom not quite ours with Mother Nature maimed we're paupers, living on counted...

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Looking down, I’ve been so lucky Looking up, still more to know Fortune smiles, the road still open Steeper yet —but blessed to go (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)...

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May I have the attention of the soup please, some flies have been tainting and contaminating the contents, Some think they are been infiltrated by non paying members like myself, that actually believe if they subscribe they will receive lip service for their poetry. Please remember some people actually believe in not subscribing for this very...

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Age Bows to Concern as Death panics the Eld Fun Good life Hinders fear Imaging reached Joys March 27, 2019 Contest: Light Up The Page - 4 Sponsor: Joseph May Rules: Use unbroken alphabet string for first letters; first and the last word of each Lanterne should relate...

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naked and red and relentless rotten macabre mongrels murder my mother’s marriage. cats on cablecast killing civilization with their cryptic chartreuse eyes. sharks stealing shillings by swimming short of their assigned section and summoning their felicitous assassination. trees taking territory from terrestrials trying to tell the traditional tales of terrain and trick the indigenous thorns...

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I have written to Him the great things Of my law but they were counted as a strange thing My people have sown the wind, and lands but they shall reap the whirlwind they were counted as a strange thing set the trumpet to my mouth I a tat a rat tat, This is it, this is that As an eagle...

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I have written to him the great things Of my Law but they were counted as a strange thing My people have sown the wind but they shall reap the whirlwinds Set the trumpet to my mouth He that comes as an eagle against the house Of the Lord must turn from God don't forsake the Master of idols, oh,...

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N-o blessing is not counted E-ven if misfortunes come by; S-ound health makes wealth T-wenty-seventh day of July. O-ne grace after another comes from heaven above; R-eturn to God and thank Him for the greatest gift of love. E-arly in the morning, C-ount the food that we eat; H-ome and our family A-re all Almighty's treat. N-ew friends and new songs...

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Our days no longer counted, everyday forever blessed Late night walks, along the beach Trust in time to do the rest No need to feel alone, fill your cup when it gets dry No more sorrow or broken hearts, never again will you say why Holding hands, each other’s guide, along some twisted paths Removing pressure from our shoulders, and take...

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blow your horn turn your lights on stand up and be counted be a champion for you were born a cat and you grew to be a lion...

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Once upon a time. When time counted !!! Once upon a time, what lived in my Girls, mind, was all I needed to see the world by, and for it to be. Now the father in me has become not, you see, but memories of their play, days to never again find, as from life, they shot me...

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Bible thumpers you call us Less than willing to believe Every action has an equal and opposite reaction Scientific facts.. easier to trust Something real to believe you once said I smiled.. having walked down the same road myself No need for me to let breath go wasted Goodness and Mercy will find you yet Should you ever take the time to count ...

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