All greatness,
All of life's meaning,
All purpose
Held in the babies hand
Held in the babies skill,
Held in the 5th blocks willingness to stack
Carefully the baby rose the block
Carefully the baby laid the roof of the tower,
Carefully the 5 blocks crumbled down.
The baby learns that the 5th block is impossible,
The baby question if it is wrong,
The baby realizes that it is its own lack of skill.
Retry the same game
Retry the same strategy
Retry the same tools.
Same results,
Same anger,
Same feelings of self depreciation.
The game doesn't teach us creativity,
The game doesn't teach us stability,
The game teaches us insanity and familiarity to failure.
Snapped in their prime,
hurried out of pains,
to join innumerable companies of angels.
death, a mighty remedy to allay their troubles,
their wants, groans, sorrows and agonies, carried to terrestrial plain.
earth Mourns, while angels welcomes one divinely ordained.
though born in Adam's filth,
But by grace transformed and through the cross escaped.
weepers, Your sorrows are but Joys en-masked
The seed is counted among the saints
Their maker bids their fears begone,
look through the vista of future Years,
Would you meet your seed again?
Then go in through the Door (John 10;9).
Vaccination Chart
1.BCG at birth dose 0.05ml.
2.Hep B at birth dose 0.5ml.
3.OPV at birth dose 2 drops.
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4.06 weeks baby Hep B dose 0.5ml.
5.06 weeks baby DTP dose 0.5ml.
6.06 weeks baby IPV dose 0.5ml.
7.06 weeks baby HIB dose 0.5ml.
8.06 weeks baby Rota V dose 1ml.
9.06 weeks baby PCV dose 0.5ml.
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10.10 weeks baby DTP dose 0.5ml.
11.10 weeks baby IPV dose 0.5ml.
12.10 weeks baby HIB dose 0.5ml.
13.10 weeks baby Rota V dose 1ml.
14.10 weeks baby PCV dose 0.5ml.
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15.14 weeks baby DTP dose 0.5ml.
16.14 weeks baby IPV dose 0.5ml.
17.14 weeks baby HIB dose 0.5ml.
18.14 weeks baby Rota V dose 1ml.
19.14 weeks baby PCV dose 0.5ml.
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20.06 months baby Hep B dose 0.5ml.
21.06 months baby OPV dose 2 drops.
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22.09 months baby OPV dose 2 drops.
23.09 months baby MMR dose 0.5ml.
24.09 months baby Typhoid dose 0.5ml.
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25.12 months baby Hep A dose 0.5ml.
Note.Keep out of reach of children.
Lesson.Medicine is the worst thing after Poison.
If we knew in advance that all daughters and sons
keep us up every night: yours and mine — everyone’s
(teething, peeing and screaming,
yet so INNOCENT-seeming),
we’d be living in convents like well-rested nuns.
Afghanistan, Iraq,Iran
Can “Democracy” be “forced” on them
Somalia,Yemen,Pakistan
The war on “others", rights of Man
The grief of infants, war goes on
Afghanistan, Iraq, Iran
Made in Britain, torture ,gun
Electric, fearsome,profit, spin
Somalia,Libya,Pakistan
Europe, Jesus ,Vatican
Where does Revolution win?
Afghanistan, Iraq, Iran
Egypt,Palestine,Jordan
Old Man River,death and Sin
Libya,Yemen,Pakistan
From five or six or maybe ten
The Arts of War, the nuclear ban
Afghanistan, Iraq, Iran
Somalia,Yemen,Pakistan
They whisper questions
On the wind
Amongst themselves
Wondering why
Why I was there
I question myself
As to why
They are here
In the middle
Of nowhere
They continue
To question
Their leader
Guide
The eldest
But she is at a loss
As am I
I sleep a
Restless night
As road trains
Rumble by
Wake to a clear
Blue sky
Then I see
The plaque
Remembrance
Pioneers
To those
That have passed
The infants
The youth
The young
That whisper
On the wind
But why
Why are they still here
Whispering on the wind
The angry sound of rough and
raging april tide, as waves anoint
the awaiting rocky empty pools, as
limpets always clinging on to every
side, awaiting seagulls, anticipating Crustacean arrival
Sad eyed donkeys in line each waiting and hoping a
happy infant feeds a carrot each
Sandcastles are built on the empty
beach and knocked over by a
gang of senseless idiotic teenagers, already
chatting and deftly arranging dates and
times on their own phones, each
child of nature easily pleased again.
Con/Vow contest
Infants are holy always
we feel them so
no bad feeling
live well slow
better than matured
without being crooked
blessed in real sense
that has to flow
Forget the tears that infants cry
for with no reason comes to why
and with it no breath comes to sigh
yet spectators sit, still and sly
forget the tears that beggars cry
attached to their reason a hollow lie
dirty their lives, still they try
trapped by themselves as time passes by
forget the temptation of her inner thigh
and sweet relations of her wandering eye
with satin wings her love must fly
and leave you on ground, asking why
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