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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.
Elton John-Circle Of Life.
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.
"Niagra and the wise."
fresh waters of life
relief self impurities
to a fateful fall
"Do you hear what I hear?"
rawhide winds of war
birched last's stand amidst saviors
a tree faints away
"The void that Earth began."
mirages are dreams
of sand ~ prep A -- straight line to
... be -- and stay alive
"The Beaches of Warwick" NOT JK
Cher baby don't go
Miami sharks are biting
deBATE ~ still they go
"2024 sales higher than street drugs."
against popular
demand ~ Americans still
care of how they look
"The nature of ado."
it's a time for us
all the kids will visit me
~ the ado I need
On a recent visit to Warwick Castle,
We saw the death mask of Oliver Cromwell:
The man famous for asking an artist to paint
His portrait and show him warts and all.
I studied the stern features of the wax mask,
And noted the prominent warts.
He banned festivities, games and entertainments;
Had the joyless people preferred their lives
The way they once were with their king?
Or did they continue to rejoice the regicide?
As I studied Cromwell's likeness I wondered
Had the man who cast the mask thanked heaven
For ridding them of another dictator?
Jack Horne for Nette's Mask Time contest
To Lovell's Wharf Warwick and I would go,
In need to find what little of our selfs was left,
After the storm-passions of domestic life had carved their share.
Answering the call, as mating birds do, we took up the song,
Beating rhythmically across her waters,
To follow her scent riding high on the wind,
To amble gently to her side.
Finding our images mirrored in her depths,
Realising the way that lay ahead,
Past feathered lovers feeding quietly by her banks,
Past the place where I dared Warwick jump,
Towards the foreign ships wherein had always lain adventure.
Remembering those nights Margaret and Suzie - the sailor's friends
Prospered fully by surrendering themselves,
Remembering too, but some yards from Lovell's Wharf;
I lost what little innocence I had stored.
I rode my bike down Omen Road,
Knew they'd be after me, I'd reap what I sowed.
Crossed into Jersey, saw a dead bird ahead—
I prefer voices, I get symbols instead
In a pullout was a convertible with a man inside
He drew his finger across his nose, didn't approve this ride
By Greenwood Lake I smelled perfume as I climbed up the slope
I was tensing up, I was reaching the end of my rope
Heard two sarcastic guys in a parking lot
They could be talking about me, I hoped they were not
Should I keep on my course to Port Jervis Hotel?
Should I cut my trip short, heed the tolling bell?
(chorus)
For whom does the bell toll? Could it be me?
Should I surrender my rights in the land of the free?
It’s a grim kind of fate, riding this road,
Where even roadkill is a phrase in a code.
I cut through Warwick, a town old and serene
What I would encounter, who could have foreseen?
Passed a dead skunk on the road, who put it there?
Was I being paranoid, my accusation unfair?
Kept on a few miles, another dead skunk
I pinched myself, could I be drunk?
Reached a platform, but no train in the station,
Asked a bitter woman where I could find accomodation.
She sent me south, just a mile or two,
But the motel was nowhere, her directions untrue.
I asked a local man to search his cell phone
He found an old B and B that was not well known
The owners said I could stay, though it wasn't summer yet
This was an unexpected rescue, I felt in their debt
Next morning on the road, I ran into a dead fox
Does it pay to be clever, to think out of the box?
There’s a law of revenge, a law of crime,
Their justice isn’t yours, nor is it mine.
They were crusaders, but afraid of exposure
I knew too much, there could never be closure.
Got to the Hudson, got on the train
No way to tell this story, all would think it insane
How can I go against sanity's flow?
When the mundane is an omen, what can I show?
If it can be explained away, it stays unknown
And the startled realization stays alone.
Tom’s the longest-serving member,
Of the British para-rowing squad,
Because whilst at a party, thunder,
He fell, slipped with all his quad.
He played rugby for Warwick Uni,
Because he lived for, loved sport,
But Coventry’s hospital said he,
Was paralysed, their true report.
As part of his long rehabilitation,
He took up rowing which he raved,
And so grossed the competition,
In Beijing 2008 which he engraved.
He went from the 2007 Worlds -
The World Rowing Championships,
Where he won gold, short words,
To opportune a gold in 2008 hips.
In 2009, Portugal at the WRC’s,
He took another gold medal fair,
And again in 2010 he won the seas,
And yet again in 2011, he did heir.
So in 2014 at the World Champs,
He won a silver in Amsterdam,
And in 2015 in France with amps,
He took another silver gram.
Tom was born 24th May in 1984,
As an eighties discotheque child;
He lives in Caversham, his door,
Into the world of contests dialled.
Missirio Mannex Milton
" the best ever"
And
"The FargoCity Groove"
Stamble Prancer
Verses
" Mondaynight" Mr. Embry Chirro
And
The World Famous
Trimble " The Trubalyst" Stallfoux
Ended in a double d'q
When " Discuss " Mach Bissey interfered
Pummeling both members of both teams
With a folding chair.
"The master of the Simion Suouxpli "
Dizzy Kettlier Shumlaumb
Out wrested
Naff Daun Rico
In a 20 minute spectacle
Prettier Dungledant faced Theniss Love
In a one on one
Classic
Resulting in a pinfall
By Love at 37:59
"The Hilltop Heavyweight" and The Narrowminded Fool
Battled
Shines Cupid and Whatta Mann Warwick
In a Cattle Cove Strap match
Both teams agreed to wear the straps around the waist
It ended with the Hilltop Heavyweight splashing
Shine Cupid for the victory.
Big Basketball and Denzy Valintino
Provided the entertainment
In a fysta_fall submission match
Validation used a Doormens Clasp
To gain victory
World Champion
" Her Next Man" Oscar Hoowittiz
Faced
" The Grimmy Gritt"
Danny Bob Van Winkle
They grappled like amateurs
Until Grimmy started using
A lacker_side headlock
Which the World champion
Escaped with a side sulto
Followed by a crushing leg drip
That allowed the champion
To attempt a pin
At 22:22 Grimmy sought
Offense following
A failed clothesline attempt
In the corner caught the Champ off track
And was able to follow up
With a duplex
A regular duplex made
Grammy
The World Champion
The fans started cheering
Grimmy he grabbed the
Microphone
And started saying
"Stop liking me"!
Oliver is the cox of the LTA mixed cox four team,
And graduated from Warwick Uni in Philosophy,
Where he started rowing at once in his first year,
Soon to become the cox of lively rhythmic orality.
After graduating, in his time in the summer holidays,
Oliver decided to improve his coxing skill and voice,
So he worked with different rowers and coaches,
At Lancaster Uni and Southhampton Uni of choice.
He then moved onto the hip Leander rowing club,
Which is in Berkshire and stands olympic famous,
And Paralympic famous, where he was coach paired,
With Brian Armstrong and Chris Collerton ramose.
Leander got him into the rich international scene,
Where he raced with the Paralympic team as new,
And from that first row he’s never looked backwards
As he’s collected a string of medals for his mouth, rue.
In 2014 in Amsterdam, the Nethherlands, the Worlds,
He secured his team a gold on the rippled waters,
And 2015, Alguebelette, France, another World lung,
He coxed his para-team to another gold as otters.
Then in Varese city, Italy, he won the team the gold,
Also in 2015, and so Rio’s gold consequently came,
Without surprise or shock in a time of 3.17.17 mins,
Just 1.26 secs short on WR, Lago Rodrigo lake fame.
"Kris Kringle Kisses Kalliope"
A Dream: the 4th Christmas.
deck the halls
with memories
poets whisper pasts
that are ne’er forgotten
where presents
a life
that’s neatly wrapped
and attempts at
frostily forgotten
tucked under
that big
beautiful
green fir tree
where all the dreams
of poets go
gold starred, tinselled
and angel mounted
ripe cherries
kissed
crassly
under mistletoe
Ah Christmas
capture me up
in your safe
magic arms
let me sip
the nectar from
your sweet eggnog cups
like Puck’s flower flows
on sultry lips
and eyelids
“love-in-idleness”
"The juice of it
on sleeping eyelids laid
will make man
or woman
madly dote
upon the next
live creature
that it sees”
poet or pup
crimson berries crushed
against a velvet tongue
bedazzled and
bewitched
fires crackling
logs like legs
drop and wrap around
the flames
while in my dreams
I await beneath
the sugar coated
blankets of a bed
charmed by snowflakes
dusting houses in a row
through misted windows
where “paper people....
dream
their cardboard dreams”
“how unreal
the whole thing seems
can we be living in a world
that is made of paper mache?
Everything is clean
and so neat
anything that is wrong
can be just swept away”
inside is very still...
not shaken
like a snowglobe -
surreal
damned be
the dams of
Love-in-Idleness
where eyes reflect
your shadow
in my dream
like opium smoke
across cracked glass
remember how we
all once were
some beautiful happy
if we could just pull the chord
so fresh out of ...
class
rewind our time
rewind it
to yesterday
like a toy
across the
ocean bobbing
like a buoy
an Iceberg keens and cries
Nutcracker twirls
Sugarplum
Kris Kringle Kisses
Kalliope
Oberon...
reals
Titania in
Slo mo’
Magic
mmm
Romance
lacy
frosty
melting
snow.
An iceberg cries
in time with
Christmas eyes
(LadyLabyrinth/ 2020)
“Paper Mache” / Dionne Warwick
https://youtu.be/85TK2Bia6w8
"There must have been some magic in
That old top hat they found
For when they placed it on his head
He began to dance around"