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Today-July 17, 2026, I wish to give every parent a list of songs and poems with great character building advice and admonitions which you should encourage your children to listen or read.
These to me, in my most humble opinion the world's most influential and positive songs and poems ever.
These were all divinely inspired compositions.
Songs
Chalkdust- We Is We-Identity
Chalkdust- Cultural Heritage.
Valentino-Life is a stage
Beckett-Hezekiah.
Lord Cam-Message of Goodwill.
Any Williams-The Impossible Dream.
Gayle Caldwell also Frank Sinatra-Cycles.
Joni Mitchell also Neil Diamond-Both Sides now.
Les Crane-Desiderata-poem written by Max Ehrman.
The Black National Anthem.
English Nationalistic Song-I Vow to Thee My Country.
The Beatles-Let It Be.
The Byrds- Turn , Turn.
Lord Cam- Fret Not.
Lord Cam-Cultural Hypocrisy.
Lord Shorty-Who God Bless.
Lord Shorty-Watch Out My Children.
Lord Shorty-That Ain Good Enough.
The Hymn-It is well with My Soul.
King Starshield-Vicious Circle.
King Starshield- Justice On De Ole Hog.
Calypso Franco-We Ready
Calypso Joe-A Nation To Build
Observer-Patriot.
Andre Crouche -The Lord Is My Light
Sammy Davis Jr- I've Gotto be Me
Lord Cam-I Believe in Me.
Frank Sinatra/Tom Jones/ Paul Anka-My Way
Glen Campbell- I will Pass this way but once.
Glen Campbell- Less Of Me.
Glen Campbell- Try A Little Kindness.
Tom Jones/ Dionne Warwick- What The World Needs Now
Bruce Hornsby And The Range-The Way It Is
Phil Collins-Another Day In Paradise.
Peter Tosh-Equal Rights
Bob Marley-War
Bob Marley-Rat Race
The Hollies/Neil Diamond-He Aint Heavy He's My Brother.
Bill Withers-Lean On Me.
Peter Tosh -Lessons In My Life.
Penguin-What Sweet In Goat Mouth.
Peter Tosh -Stand Firm
Matthew Wilder-Nobody gonna break my Stride.
King Starshield-The Good Man.
Billy Preston-That's The Way God Planned It.
Poems
Rudyard Kipling-If
The Serenity Prayer.
Lord Cam-Advice To The Young.
Lordd Cam-Rules or Priniciples to Live by.
Lord Cam-The Secrets to Happiness.
Lord Cam-Lord Cam's List.
Lord Cam- I am a Deep Thinker.
Lord Cam-The Life To Live.
In Addition
Martin Luther King Sermon/Speech-On The Drum Major Instinct.
Martin Luther King Jr- Sermon/Speech- On The Good Samaritan.
Millions and millions of bricks
Tons and tons of concrete
Lord only knows how many panes of glass
Granite, Marble, and cobblestone too
Build a city strong, steeped in history
The Adams, Otis, Hancock, and Revere
Tea parties, massacres and lanterns that hung
Swan boats, ducklings, with duck boats to boot
Hatch shell, commons and a Garden with parquet
Green Monsters, leprechauns and Pops play grand
West End, North End, Southie and Back Bay
Chinatown, Beacon Hill and Government Center
South Station, North Station, M. T. A.
Red line, Green line, Orange and Blue
You may find Charlie still riding too
Baked beans, chowder and don’t forget scrod
Lobster, cannoli’s, haddock and cod
Brown bread, beer, oysters and cream pie
Corned beef and cabbage with blarney a’plenty
Fenway Franks, Hoodie Cups, whoopie pies with Dunks
Marathon, Head of the Charles, and St. Paddy’s day parade
Bunker Hill, Faneuil Hall, the old’s North Church and Ironsides
Streets Beacon and Boylston, Avenues Commonwealth and Mass
Northeastern, Tufts, along with the Boston’s College and University
Brigham and Women, Beth Israel Deaconess, Massachusetts General
Bobby, Espo, Raymond, Bergy and Z
Russ, Bird, Hondo, Couz, and Jones boys
T.B. 12, Hog, Andre, Bruschi, and Troy
Teddy, Pedro, Papi, Jim Ed, and Yaz
These are our guys; this is our city!
we knew the legend but not the man
only when he died
the truth did come to light
known as the gentle giant
his whisper resembling a roar
yet kind to a fault he had a heart of gold
his strength was superhuman
always had a smile it seemed
but in this world he did not fit
in his prime he would keep active
in the ring he made his home
everywhere else he’d be a misfit
too soon the reality of his condition
had his bones crumble
under their own weight
he lived in pain that was unbearable
but truth be told
it was his heart that suffered most
when he no longer was a powerhouse
his soul was disconnected from its north star
adrift in a universe not made for him
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Barbie, Atari, He-man
Batman, She-Ra, Ronald Reagan
Indiana Jones, and landline phones
The Dark Crystal and around 5.2 billion people
Andre the Giant’s Honeycomb commercial
Rainbow Brite, Jem, and Rose Petal
Welcome to the Jungle, Cheers! Metal
Mike Tyson, Debbie Gibson, Teddy Ruspin
And the best Christmas carolers are Gremlin
Taxi, the DMV Scene, "What does the yellow light mean?"
Young Guns, Russians, Charlie Sheen
Sony’s Walkman, Michael Jackson, and Tom Cruise
What was fake news or social media reviews?
Reebok, Converse and Keds shoes
Glo Worm, Nintendo and playdough
The Burbs, Rambo, and Willow
KB Toys, Sam Goody, And Gemco stores
Return of the Jedi and Disney’s Star Tours
Floppy disk computer and Punky Brewster
The Family Ties and spoiler alert Optimus Prime dies
Updated 5/14/2019
Form:
Lead me towards
your light like the
three wise me of old
oh famous STAR.
Make me a grand
gladiator in your
sacrid arena,tasting
ultimate victory oh
GULDER.
Tune my ears to your
alluring melody, great
HARP of ancient
singers.
Lead me to the path
where my diva lie
still,awating my
reviving touch,am at
your servitude dear
EVA WINE.
Lure me away sir MAC
DOWEL. To your
hidden shrine lord
MISEUR PASCAL.
Spin my head, and
sway my feet,down
your liquor
path,follows i in full
pace,the grand SPINOF
ICE.
Extend my greeting to
your brothers,tell
them about my battle
with the DRY GIN.
And my chronicles at
the great temple of
DEROK.
My dance with the
LEGEND and miss
CALIPSO don't fail to
mention.
I tried my devoted
BEST,revived by the
almighty BULLET, defy
the RED LABEL but
falls under the giddy
claws of ANDRE.
In sacrid servitude to
alcohol birth forth this
lines.
for-Father Poetry Contest, Sponsored by: Silent One
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his childhood stories told
of when he was
a little scottish boy
grey days...freezing nights
the only way to keep out the bite
was the fires flames a roaring
"tis wasn’t much-but it was me home"
he would say
in his broad accent
but...i could never hear it
when war came
and his father did his duty
[a hero within a young boy`s eyes]
his spinster Aunt came to stay
"I had two mums in those days,"
he would often say-
in his broad accent
but…i could never hear it
he would often tell me
how he collected coal by the railway lines
to add to the night time fire
or the day when a Luftwaffe bomber was shot down
and crashed into a field near his childhood home
he would talk about
nights spent in air raid shelters
or the nights sitting in the dark
he would often say
"you cannae show the hun the way to London"
in his broad accent
but…i could never hear it
the silent piper greeted visitors at the door
he would always welcome them with a "G`day"
and a glass of whisky
[always a cheap one]
but there was something not quite right
about the way he said "G`day"
in his broad accent
but…i could never hear it
its true with what they say about the
Scotch being stingy
[he would say he was just being thrifty]
example- when we left the lights on in a room empty
he would say
"Andre Carnegie doesn’t live here,"
in a sarcastic way
and in his broad accent
but…i could never hear it
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explanations of words used in this poem
townhill-a scottish village just outside of dunfermline
G'day-an Aussie greeting for hello
Andre Carnegie-Scottish-American industrialist and philanthropist.[born in
dunfermline immigrated to usa aged 12]
##dad migrated to australia in 1951
Before I die or kick the bucket.
First I must thank the Great God Almighty.
I have had a very happy and blessed Life.
And He always sent his earthly angels whenever I was in difficulty.
I thank my mom Mildred Morton, teacher Mildred, and my dad Luther Morton.
My brothers Lawson, Everette, Sandopey. My daughters Charming and Icis.
Patrice Ward, Stamma Jeffers of Brick Kiln, Evan Nisbett, Richard Caines, Pastor Leroy Benjamin.
All My fans who gave me support. Former Prime Minister Denzil Douglas. Purcell Ferguson. Clyde Williams.
Calypsonian Nutsey. Musician Tony and Keith Finch in St. Kitts.
Abonatti, Ip Isaac and Crusader-Creighton Pension., Soul Survivors Brass.
Avelyn Browne and Tasha. Evans and Jeanie.
Joycelyn Johnson and Pernny McIntosh in Guyana.
My Ex-wife Dolly Ornette Chirveton Morton.
Lorraine Elliot Browne.
Orklan Hector, former permanet secreatry Edmeade from Old Road.
Hwnry Stugumber Browne, Lawyer. Jeffret Nisbett and Patrice Nisbett.
Father Edgar Blant, Edmund Lawrence. Charles Bussue. Rolston Otto and Ras Kentae-Antigua,
Heather Crighton, Pamela and Sandrine White, Seana Willett. Gloria Chambers and family.
Former Teacher Eunice Willims who used to live in Greenlands.
Teacher Gerard Browne, Melford Ward, Rosalie Andre. Dora Stevens. Desiree and Diane Pemberton of Sprott Street SK. Marcus Hodge. Mrs. Eugene Walwyn. Carmen Brookes. Pepsi Peppa Brown of Pond hill. Banga Hillies Smithen, Patrick Stapleton, Ian Planka Byron, Shopkeeper and Bar Owner Collin of Pond Hill. Hasting Danielm , my friend Juggis, Ray Brantley, Rawlinson Isaac. Kennedy Simmonds, Joseph Parry, Robert Bradshaw, Simeon Daniel. Ms Buchanan from Stpleton SK. Michael Blake. Patrick Welcome. Former Bishop Orland Linsay. Forner Headmistress Jacobs at Basseterre High School St. Kitts. Iona Browne Edgings My favorite teacher ever.
Al Barker of Barker and Kelly.
Omax Gardiner, Guyanese Camella Grant from Westbury Essequibo Coast.
And the many others I forgot to mention. If I forgot you do not have me to kill it was jsut a slip of a man who is 66 and nearing the age of Dimentia.
These people were angels I meet along the way of Life's Journey.
Like the song by Jimmy Davis says, it was good and beneficial just having touched my life with you.
I always like to give big thanks for small mercies.
My Contact- [email protected]
My husband has always loved
The African bush and the wild,
From the time he was only a child,
So, when he was old enough in his late teens,
Persuaded Andre a school friend,
That the bush was serene,
But hubby did not expect a disaster so unforeseen.
It was Winter, the month of July,
That they left for this trip,
Both excited, Andre apprehensive of
Being in winter’s bitter grip.
Spiders were about galore, they saw baboons
A jackal, and snakes on every path they took,
And one Andre accidentally trod on with his foot.
Well, hell hath no fury as the wrath
Of a hibernating snake,
Which viciously with all its venom
Bit Andre with might,
His scream was one of pain and fright,
Do something quickly he cried.
Neither had anticipated this,
Hubby had to find
Help, he hastened along a beaten track,
Having assured Andre, he would soon be back.
He found kindred souls who loved the wild
As much as he, lo and behold one was a doctor.
Andre related the story to this doctor,
He shocked her,
Immediately she said, go back and suck
Out the poison,
The snake you described that struck
Your friend, is poisonous but not
To any great extent,
You could retrace your steps
Along the same path,
Hubby whispered in the doctor’s ear,
Where the snake with wrath
Had bit Andre, she laughed aloud,
Well, you have to choose what to do,
It must be one of the two.
Hubby slowly returned, giving himself
Time to ponder and review,
Her prognosis, for one of the two options,
He certainly was going to discount,
The one of sucking the poison out,
Without a shadow of doubt,
The snake had bit Andre on his willy!
He returned to his friend who looked pale,
Who or what did you find,
A doctor, who advised something silly,
What did he say,
Well, said hubby, today is not your day,
We must return right away,
Andre only seventeen began to cry,
Hubby declared,
If we don’t, you will surely die!
Queens County is the right place to be
and have an unforgettable cosmopolitan fun;
right here, in the Fresh Meadows Park,
where international competitions are held even after dark;
see the fabulous tennis players: Serena and Andre' win their trophy;
the summer day will flee as their speed, but this memory won't be gone!
Ever wanted to see the world in a small place:
come here and meet all peoples,
hear their music and dance with them swirling around as a dancer!
These events promote World Peace,
getting all races together and appreciate what they have to offer:
only then we realize how similar we are in dreams and ideals!
And besides entertainment, there's lots of food:
each ethnic group we'll greet you by welcoming you in their tent: taste
some of their delicacy, it'll delight your palate;
oh, they'll smile and thank you for having come as a friend, not a stranger;
and kids will surround and hug you by teaching a new word...
isn't this an occasion to meet young people who will remember you forever?
Dear Pastor
I now recall what I attempted to say to you on yesterday but forgot. Being that you just turned 55, and by your own admission, do not qualify for the Seniors Group at our church, you probably do not understand 'forgetfulness'. Anyway, it was when Jacob was speaking on the video birthday clip, and also when Pastor Andre was preaching yesterday that I said to myself that I must share with Pastor Mark what I said to myself. **************************************************************Of Jacob, I said to myself and to him after the service: Over the last 3 to 5 years, would to God that more young men had commited and submitted themselves to the tutoring of Pastor Mark as you have so humbly done. ************************************************************** Pastor Mark, I am confident that Jacob will go places of God's bidding and do things to God's Glory because he has sat under and submitted himself to be fitted for the Master's use with a strong foundation.
************************************************************** Of Pastor Andre I said to myself: What a treasure we have in a worship leader who also is very capable at ministering the word of the Lord. I further thought, what a gold mine of wisdom and insight that God has granted you to surround yourself with such treasures in earthen vessels.
Pastor, I must say that 26 years at New Life under your pastorate is the longest stay that I have spent anywhere in my entire life, and I do not wonder why as I close with these watery eyes.
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