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When someone has a terminal illness, people often start treating them with pity, and like they're already gone; instead of enjoying the time they have left together. Let's focus on treating each other with kindness, dignity, respect and compassion. We only live once. And we need to appreciate each other while we have the time.
Ghost
By Michelle Morris
23/01/2023
I may be dying
But that could be delayed
No use treating me like
I'm already in the ground
You keep acting like I'm a ghost
Even when I'm in the room
When will you realise
That it's not all doom and gloom?
So, take it back, take it back
Step on back, step on back now
Give me room, room to breathe
To live my life, live my life
So, take it back, take it back
Step on back, step on back now
If you can't enjoy this moment
Walk away into the night
We've been friends for many years
We've shared so many hopes and fears
All our dreams folded into history
Sharing life's interesting mystery
Surrender to the moment
We've got memories to hold on to
No one can expect to live forever
But let's do the sad thing once I'm gone
So, take it back, take it back
Step on back, step on back now
Give me room, room to breathe
To live my life, live my life
So, take it back, take it back
Step on back, step on back now
If you can't enjoy this moment
Walk away into the night
So, take it back, take it back
Step on back, step on back now
Give me room, room to breathe
To live my life, live my life
So, take it back, take it back
Step on back, step on back now
If you can't enjoy this moment
Walk away into the night
I may be dying...
But I'm not yet gone...
© Michelle Morris, 2023
I’ve heard it said we should have five a day
If healthy is how we desire to stay
I’ve planned my diet and so I can say
I’ll get five a day and I’ll be okay
I’ve ordered a cocktail with cherries in
And asked for some lemon - sliced - in my gin
My Bloody Mary with tomato juice
Has vodka, with olives put to good use
That’s how I’ll stay fit and live forever
Five a day’s easy, if you play clever
But you’re looking smug, “That’s just four,” you say
Well I’m not missing my quota today
Check out the bartender and you will see
I’ve ordered a strawberry daiquiri
scream your thoughts
into the void
and bring some flowers
crowned in thorns
and hold your thoughts
for the parade
of sad mannequins
they all limp forward
toward the grave
and all i know
and all i pray
and all i see
is a forever now
and all i taste
and all i feel
and all i do
is live forever now
and the weight of flesh
is best held in contempt
and the worst of us
is the best of all
and it's always been
so it always will be
and to taste a smile
is the flavor of life
so pray so beg so needed
and today of all days
is the forever now
the forever now
forever now
now
:: 06-01-2018 ::
Love him people
The same way
I Iove my Father
He is the one that
Had created you
AII in his image
And in God's eyes
We are all beautiful
Also people don't
Forget
To pray to my Father
Every single night
Before you go to bed
Because my Father
Want us people
To pray for him
Yes it only takes a couple
Minutes
Then we can go straight to
Sleep
We must go to bed
Early every night
So that we can get
A proper night
Sleep
Iove him
He is the one that
Also owns our lives
And our lives are
In our lives are in our
Father's hands
I know that we all
Are going to die
Some day
We will not live forever
Because my father made
Iife like that
So for now all we have to do
Is to live our lives
To the fullest every single day
We have nothing to complain
About our lives to our
Father
Because we are just living
A beautiful life here on earth
AIso our Father died on the cross for our
Sins
Many years ago
AIso our Father
Is a black man
AIso he is a jewish man
It was our Father that
Made our seasons
For us to live in it
I must confess to people that I
Hate the Winter
Very much
AIso very long
People I go for my walks
During the Winter
Around the block
In my neighborhood
I always dress warmly
During the Winter
A short stout figure in the forward line of attack,
dribbled with the darting ball on the green turf.
With the magnetic pair of fleeting legs like a wizard,
spearheaded the formidable formation of the team.
The opponent defenders had to invent new strategy
to thwart your crafty moves leading to the goalpost,
but you could make your way foiling all their attempts
to see the ball flash and hit the net behind the bars.
You were the backbone of your country’s team of fame,
that you led to winning many prestigious tournaments.
A legend in life time, you were the pride of Argentina,
in the history of football you’ll live forever, Maradona.
December 24, 2020
Contest : Maradona Obituary
Sponsor : Mohan Chutani
I just want to be on it
I mean I want to live in the moment
You only have one life to live
And that's what I plan to do
I want to enjoy the view
The breathe of fresh Air , I want to care
About every second every hour
I want to be that flower
That grows and never dies
Live in the moment
By a surprise,do everything right
In God eyes,live for now not for later
Within me, is something greater
We will not live forever
Yes I know, so for knowing want
To seize the moment
Like it's my last
Leave the past in the past
I just want to tell the world and let them see
What a moment looks like
And in a blink
It could be over
So I want to let
The emotions roll off
Know that everything
Comes with a cost
But the cost I want is to be free
Free of hurt,free of pain
Free of memories that are not important
Free to receive God's annointment
And the opportunities
Jump on it
Living in the moment
Written by: Concetta Hardnett
01/19/2020
This winter, like a dream, will slowly melt into hidden memories,
Carefully wrapped and left to sleep until the coming year,
The cold tap water, which once trembled in our palms like a whisper,
Will seek solace in the coming summer, wondering: who will touch it with cold fingers?
The breeze through the window, which once played with the curtains like a mischievous dancer,
Will now lay sunbeams over afternoons drowsy with gentle slumber,
Where you will sink into reverie, floating between wakefulness and sleep,
The evening flame, where part of the night quietly burned away,
Will scatter its ashes in a gentle wind, carrying untold stories,
This winter will slip away quietly, leaving behind a part of itself,
Hidden in the pocket of an old sweater, waiting to be touched again,
To return with the touch of a hand, brought back to life from memory.
Thus, in the flow of time, winter transforms into a melancholic echo,
A spectacle of nature that laughs and cries, leaving subtle traces within us,
And reminds us that every ending carries the promise of a new beginning,
For memories live forever in the heart, waiting to be awakened again.
Some simple wishes to begin the day:
May everyone in the world… endeavor
To live the kindest, most generous life we can…
knowing none of us will live forever.
Knowing in the never-ending continuum of time…
we’re only here a short while.
so with those who we share this short time with:
may we laugh, and play and sing and dance
may we share our love…and smile.
May we make the most of our time together…
while we have the time.
May we create our own poetry of life
and when we bring our poetry together…
may we find a way to make it rhyme
May we treat the Earth and her bounty with care
May we do no harm to one another
May we find a way to understand
everyone IS our sister and our brother…
May we make a world where no one is ever hungry or lives in fear
And finally:
May we leave this world a better place
for all those who will one day be spending their time here.
I think back of days long gone
memories of right or wrong
being weak or strong.
These routinely resonate,
beaches glistening, montains snowing,
children misbehaving, our parenting,
wife laughing then crying.
I have nothing.
I gaze to the future
where dreams live forever..
Dancing and holding my love,
our flight of the dove.
My children visit shining their light
soaring like eagles in full flight.
My heart is lifted, full of gold
a true patriarch will never grow old.
Happened and may happen is not a happening.
They are immutable events,
one in the grave the other yet no benefits.
Present presents the grandest presence.
Every tick of the clock
a thought, a calculation, a reaction, a decision.
These things occur with or without precision,
changing the course of destiny yet to be found.
It is here where I will stand my ground.
Memories and dreams will always be in flight,
but in the present I shall bend my light.
She hailed from the kingdom in the north named Israel.
This woman must have had her beginnings in hell.
She was wicked princess of Ahab and Jezebel.
Intemperance nearly led to great Judah’s death knell.
A heathen worshipper of idols and deities;
rule over God’s people made the worst of travesties.
This wife of Jehoram was a despotic monarch.
Her son Ahaziah’s death made her the matriarch.
For six long years ruling from the throne of Judah,
the nation’s only queen; her name was Athaliah.
She killed all her grandchildren hoping to rule alone.
Only infant Prince Joash would be spared for the throne.
He was saved by Athaliah’s daughter Jehosheba.
This princess was married to the high priest Jehoiada.
They sequestered the grandson of the queen for six years
with a nurse in the Lord’s Temple allaying all fears.
After seven years, Jehoiada gathered his forces.
In addition, the king’s support came from all sources.
The high priest said, “Our King David’s line must continue.
We should depose this wicked queen and then start anew!
This perverted usurper has much blood on her hands.
Here is your rightful King Joash the Lord God demands!”
Jehoiada proudly held up this seven-year-old boy.
They crowned the young king amidst the overwhelming joy!
Proclaiming the ascension of a new king quite loud,
Athaliah soon would hear the cheering from the crowd.
The queen then shouted, “For whatever is the reason
there’s a new king’s coronation here? This is treason!”
Athaliah appeared, and her arms the guards would seize.
They were ready with their swords as she was on her knees.
The priest said, “Do not stain with blood the House of the Lord”.
So they took the queen outside, and put her to the sword.
She was the most disgraceful woman in history.
The likes of her never existed previously.
Her name will live forever ignominiously.
Mentioned in both 2Kings and 2Chronicles in the Old Testament.