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Kindness Starts With Us

Kindness starts with us, 
it's constantly taught by loving parents
who pass it down to another generation;
and we, in return,
must pass it on to others...
so that it never dies. 
 

Kindness is found in gestures, embraces,
words and looks; take in consideration the saints
who gave their soul to God and love to all...
we can follow their example, feel happy and walk tall.
Kindness is not righteousness,
but it should be given to anyone we come across. 


Kindness starts with us,
let's give it with these human hearts that once became stones,
making us lose much joy, giving us dull days with aching bones;
let's transform ourselves by accepting grace
and feel the happiness that lives
in the hearts of believers....

     
P.S. I am leaving some copies on a church steps
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member A Nation of Cowards

Powerful words,
Truthful words,
Honest words,
Brave words;
This is exactly what the Doctor orders,
For a nation, who's trying to fight the horrors
Of blatant racism,
Unfairness, injustice,
Nepotism and sexism.
A man of Peace,
Without controversies,
Is not a genuine activist.
The truth is being tolled; there is no reason to apologize,
‘Cause you're exercising your God-given rights.
The sickness, the maladies,
Which America has been suffering
For over five centuries,
Need to be healed as you're reading
My honest feelings.
This is painful, this is long overdue.
My brave People are tired of fighting
The ills and the stigmas of our societies.
This is hurtful, this is way overdue.
The Truth hurts, thank God Almighty;
"Another One" is unafraid to tell the Truth,
"This One" is dissecting the false myth,
And the backward ideologies, thank God Almighty!
The prisons are populated by innumerable innocents,
The Police and their cronies randomly humiliate
Our parents, siblings and cousins.
We have every reason to be mad and irate.
A more just and fair system needs to be in place now.
The Brother is using strong medicine right now:
Powerful words,
Truthful words,
Honest words,
Brave words,
To save America,
The beautiful diva,
Who stands for: "Justice, Freedom,
Liberty and Happiness for All."
We should denounce Uncle Tom
And his monkeys. Brothers, who walk tall
Like you and our President,
Are rare and almost nonexistent.
The Truth will always set free:
The men of Justice, the men of integrity,
The men of Peace, the men of honesty;
The Brothers and Sisters who will tirelessly
Fight racism, the twin-brother of slavery.

P.S. This poem is dedicated to all my brothers and sisters.

Copyright © February 19 2009, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member WHAT IF THE WORLD IS FULL OF TRUTH

What if     the world is full of love 
Accepting of God's message arising from above

What if     the world is full of laughter
Knowing there exists a glorified hereafter

What if     the world is full of truth
Fills the minds of all the youth

What if     the world declared no more nasty wars
Much healing to amend all divisive people flaws    

What if     the world now all together as community
With each other develop affectionate perpetuity

What if     the world lives in harmony with nature
Ascendance of the soul enhanced a joyous stature

What if     the world is full of happy smiling faces, brows no longer furrowed, worried
A gentle pace of movement in a world no longer hurried

What if      the world is full of kindness supporting when we fall
A world that's full of freedom allowing each proudly to walk tall

What if     the world fulfils untapped loving potential
What if all the what ifs morphed becomes existential

                     WHAT IF.........
Form: Rhyme

Tears of the Gods

Cruel my lords, this life is cruel

its craves the warmth of running blood, to sate its dry lands

it is so filled with animosity, i saw as it sees and felt as it feels.

it mocks these lords of earth who walk tall and boast superior than most

yet remain the greater slaves.

let me fall and crumble to nothing but clay

for from it our lord porter unfurl this rebelious soul

what the porter made and shed for, once his eyes left the world fell.

 " it is from the dust of time and the tears of the gods whence these worlds came"

 as the mysteries of great antiquity testify,

 early in the dawn of menkind in the city of ( the sun ) heliopolis

 where the outworlders were common, feared worriors

  great men from unirveses yonder .

this world fell and became empty

with time stray foul spirits, found the core.

and by means of dark sorcerypoured its malice

into the earth psyche. vast emotions like the great oceans turned black by guile

cold dark ways, so the earth fell into its bottomless core and became heartless and into fine sand its heart crumbled and overflowed the seas of sand
Form: Concrete

Premium Member I Wonder Why

I wonder and wonder 
Why we have to end 
The sad way that we did but 
That was your decision my friend 

I tried so hard and prayed 
For you for so very long 
Not to be upset with you but that and 
Everything else was in the end a vain song 

I am very aware that your life 
Hasn't been nice but has been a hell 
But so it hasn't been mine neither 
And need to remind you of that as well 

Do you have any idea how many 
Times I've really thought and cried 
For you, no I'm sure that you don't have 
Any clue of what's in my heart inside 

You just run and tumble again and you 
Do it repeatedly till one day you fall 
But that's okay cause we all do it once in while 
Yet still we need to get up and walk tall 

But in my heart of hearts I can only love you 
And always for you I will care and I'll pray 
What else is there for me to do now than to love 
And pray for a beloved friend to find his own way one day. 


Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2008 


November,29,2008
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member At Night

If you go for a walk at night
Be prepared to put up a fight
Be prepared to shoot at first sight
If you go for a walk at night

If you choose to walk in the dark
Might be best to avoid the park
Might be best if your shadow’s stark
If you choose to walk in the dark

If you walk along moonlit streets
Just avoid any midnight tweets
Just avoid any meet n greets
If you walk along moonlit streets

If at night you walk tall and proud
Just remember there's no ‘in’ crowd
Just remember to not be loud 
If at night you walk tall and proud

If you walk for that other life
Seek your daughter, your son and wife
Seek them though they may bring you strife
If you walk for that other life

If you walk when you’re lamplight lit
Keep in mind that they’re likely bit
Keep your gun and rely on it
If you walk when you’re lamplight lit

But…

If you walk to avoid the sun
Walking only when day is done
Walking aimlessly with that gun
If you walk to avoid the sun 
 
If you stumble and fall at night
Did you suffer a rabid bite
Did your muscles and skin grow tight
If you stumble and fall at night

If you walk at night, sufferin’ 
Might the sight of them make you grin
Might you find your gun neath your chin
If you walk at night, sufferin’

Normal people don’t walk at night
Only those who have felt the bite
Only those who now shun the light
Normal people don’t walk at night

                            *

That’s the reason I walk at night
Hiding works the best in plain sight
Hiding like I might share their plight
That’s the reason I walk at night

So I went for a walk at night
Looked for hidey holes, left and right
Looked and found them and they’re alright
Cos I went for a walk at night

But we need to walk home this night
Making plans to stay close and tight
Making plans to see new daylight
But we need to walk home this night…
Form: Rhyme

Grandpa's Faith

Some are remembered for their good deeds,
others for their courage conquering defeats;
my grandpa was a hero so admired an loved..
how could I not cherish the honesty he showed?
 

When he opened the pages of the Holy Bible
and began to read with a tone so humble;
and I listened to those parables that Jesus himself preached,
" All the gold won't buy the wisdom found here. " he declared.


Grandpa often said, " Can a meek man be truly whole,
if he has no love for himself and others and still walk tall? "
He paused, then continued, " I walk with God and rejoice...
so can you, my child, to find that joy which excites His voice." 


" Learn from me and acquire the knowledge from this book,
anybody who refuses to read it, will not see the joyful look
of a preacher from the pulpit who feels the glory of salvation."   
Even grandpa's faith is a true example of deserved redemption.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Motives to Confront

Selfish aims in kindness-guise… I dare to confront
As my soul welcomes challenges with hope
Triumphantly while thankful spirit does cope
Surmounting trials of grievous affront.

Targets midst secret deals… I strive to check
As my heart submits to divine truth’s worth
Exposing transgressions against fake mirth
Repenting for pardon that conquers wreck. 

Carnal goals with their deceit… I ought to face
As my mind is illumined by God’s light
With assured vision for heavenly flight
Toward courage to walk tall, blest with grace.

Motives reflecting shame… I need to see
As my faith learns to perceive genuine glow
Against hypocrisy, pride of false show
Living in wondrous love with freedom glee. 

Intents lurking as ghosts… I must not fear
As my Lord assures His presence of peace*
Governed by great wisdom that cannot cease
Securing me while others gladly cheer.

*Philippians 4:7 - And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.

July 8, 2025
Honorable Mention, "1404" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 8/20/2025

Premium Member Battlefield Dreams

Driven by valour he did walk tall
Alone in trench the past recalled
Any fear that was felt buried deep
His eyes are closing in final sleep.

So young to be lying in the mud
Dying alone and so much blood
His life not lived, all is undone
Never to know who lost or won.

Failing mind thinks of summer day
Joyfully laughing the hours away
With girl he loves her hair aflame
Breathless moment, lifeforce wains.

Silent prayer the end is nigh
Whoever said grown men don't cry?
Futile war lives thrown away
Battlefield dreams left to decay.





Tears of a Valiant Soldier
Poetry Contest
Sponsored 
by: 
Faraz Ajmal
03/07/2022
Form: Rhyme

Motions

Its called just going through the motions
There's no quick fix, no magic potions
Day in, day out the goal is the same
Head up, stay strong. My emotions. Tame
Stress this, stress that. Wait, just breathe
Stay busy, feel lazy. Stop thinking, just be
I can. I can't. I won't. I will
Tired, can't sleep. Frustrated. Just deal
Defeated. Broken. I'm done. For the day
Wake up, try again. Start a new, I say
Fight harder, get stronger, two steps back
Feelings, more feelings. I'm over this crap
Walk tall, come on, enjoy a few laughs
The future is bright just forget the past
Woke with a smile. Heard a song, down I go
Suck it up, no tears. Don't let it show
I'm not going to do it. Nope. Not again
Yep, I'm crying. Ok, just for a second. Or ten 
That's enough. Shake it off. Got things to do
Life to live, people to love, no time to be blue
Stick to the plan, I will get through
This too shall pass, I know it to be true
It's part of the process, it's only a phase
Let the heart heal, don't count the days
It's not a race, there's no trophy at the end
Remind myself it gets better and until then
Just hold tight, I know what to do
Head up, stay strong. My emotions. Tame
Day in, day out the goal is the same
There's no quick fix, no magic potions
It's called just going through the motions
Form: Rhyme

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