I have seven children
Wanting my attention
Whom do I love the most?
They would love to know
A difficult choice for me
I love myself, the most
Then, each part of me
In seven other souls
Each, my just reward
Gratifying my spirit
Raising my mind
I love each differently
Don't I have favorites?
My lot, to love diversely
Those who respect me
Ditto, those who mistreat
I will not make promises
For you that I can't keep
I will not be jealous of you
Because you have more than me
I don't need the things you have
You worked hard to get
The things you have
Also you collect some
Stones from the sea
I know that you are a sea lover
Also, you spent most of you days
At the sea
I will also treat you
With respect
I am not telling you lies
My dearest friend
I will not disturb you
When you are sleeping
Because you need your sleep
Also I am an honest person
That you can trust
I will not mistreat you friend
I know that you don't need that
Also I am not planning to lose you
Because, I need you in my life
I am so glad that you are
A part of my circle of friends
For a long time now
Yes friend you know me
From inside out
I know you try hard to please me
With your prayers
When we pray together for each
Other
In our prayers we ask God to
Give us
More peace and some health
Because we have no peace in
Our lives
AIso we are no longer healthy
Calmness signals heart's strength
Watching closely what words lock,
To blind reasoning behind acceptance
Of mind's choice cum conviction's stand:
"Follow what you feel, time will heal,
Life's treat that seems a difficult conceit,
Understanding couldn't beat or mistreat
Before it reveals its effective ideal seal"
Covered up by deceit's travelling length,
Like truth won't be able to meet and unlock...
Its acquired position as of due accordance-
When challenged, it ends up been banned:
"Choose what you need; sow a kind seed,
Life is about growing, no one is perfect knowing
Right-wrong deeds, unless learnt while trials mislead
Many a time hoeing yet never give up sowing"
Estarei con tigo
My friend
Every single day
Supporting you daily
That is not a lie
We are both good friends
And we have
The same believes
I can't hardly believe that
Also we treat each other with respect
We never once mistreat each other
Because that would be the wrong thing to do
And we don't deserve that
We need to work on our friendship
Because I want it to last a long time
We would be lost in the world
If we didn't had each other
Silent black and white
She goes
In reluctant
French stain on you
Goodnight
Sleeps
On mine
French debut
Devious
Irish Poetry
You get what you give
If you give respect respect to others
You will get respect
If you mistreat you friends
You are going to lose them
And you will end up alone
And isolated
From the outside world
If you make a promise to
Your friends you should keep it
If you break the promise
You will be letting your
Friends down
There ain't no cure for hate
My friends
Why do you hate my guts so much
What have I done to you
To be mistreat by you friends
I never mistreat you on friends
I have lots of respect for you friends
I never mistreated you once in my life
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I want to break free
I want to break free
From my sleepless night
I toss back and forth
Yes it drives me crazy
Because I feel exhausted
And I can't sleep
I want to break free
From my sorrows
That I have
If you mistreat me
You are going to lose me
And I am not going to be your
Friend anymore
I don't want to be mistreated anymore
Black people
We are family
Remember that
I accept you the way you are
Black people we are all born Christians
We are not going to live forever
Because we were not meant to live forever
We have to be grateful
That we are all healthy
We can't forget to pray to our God
Children today, are the future of tomorrow
Why destroy a life before it starts
A world problem that's overlooked
I can't understand why we mistreat our kids
Society condones this criminal offense
Where not enough attention is given
As parents, home violence must stop
We must be more accountable to our kids
Case loads are of epidemic proportions
Which are tolerated by the court system
We get frustrated when no action is taken
Cradling the law into our own hands
Someone please help, I'm crying for help!
It's difficult to face such an environment
Your self esteem and respect are shattered
This is an epidemic of child abuse
Author: Floyd Neal
Date: May 2003
Inspiration: Stories in the news
Do you need me as much as fish
A waterproof raincoat would need?
A piece of salmon on your dish
Is dressed with sprouts and beet
You watch the breaking news report
One candidate withdrew
His rival did survive from shot
Looks like he’s getting through
The world will get what it deserves
You vaguely think of this
And there I am, behind the curve
Still casually exist
I’d love to come across the floor
To see your face again
Why you mistreat me like a foe
Unblock my weary brain
The words are said, the deeds are done
All days belong to you
And all the evenings, when the sun
Tints up your eyes with blue.
Today I’m thankful for the innocence of children
and for Rabindranath Tagore
the Indian poet, playwright, painter, composer and philosopher.
who said (and I’m paraphrasing here)…that he was of the mind
every child comes to us with a message from their creators…
The creators message:
that they are not yet discouraged with humankind.
But as our creators watch we humans continue to mistreat each other…
as we have…century after century…
I wonder…
how much more patient with us…our creators are willing be
I am not allowed to be it
Not allowed to show it
Can't be visible
Can't be seen
Be anyone
Wash me
Hide me
Cover me up
Pretend I am someone that I am not
Pretend that I am some sorta of actor in a film
Someone new
Someone who can hold their own
Why is it a crime?
All I want is to be on time
Like everyone else is
Just to love
And be loved
I will be locked away
Throw away that key
They will mistreat you
And hold you to ransom
Batter you
Kick you
Until you have nothing left in your tank
Learn to be ashamed of it
Self - shame
And self - harm
I can't help it
I am it
I love it
I can't change my mind
I am like this
This is it
It is me
Within my DNA
Part of me
Can't be me
Is it a crime
Locked up for a long time
Never see that sunlight
Sunrise
Fresh air
Feel that touch
Feel those lips
Touching mine
Why don’t we show them love?
Why are we so rude?
Why don’t we treat them well?
Why don’t you show equality?
Why are they mistreated
Why! Yet it is your blood, red blood.
Is it because of their skin colour?
Is it because of their sexes?
Is it because of their background?
Is it because you were forced to do this job?
Is it because you are revenging?
You teachers who punished you.
Why do you give core punishment?
For the other
Do you even find time to talk to the other?
Why are the others rights not respected?
Yet they are all children.
All are children
They are the youngsters
The fathers of tomorrow
The school masters of tomorrow
But which image are you portraying
Should they also mistreat their male students like you do.
All are children.
My boiling point’s hit third degree;
‘Lying swathed in euphoric slick.’
Your lyrics demand a reply;
What’s up with no resolution?
Left an out of sync melody,
finish every strum that you pick;
I am aware your humor’s wry,
but so is my ammunition;
I’m what you need to amplify,
don’t you dare mistreat my passion.
On troubled roads of life, when opposing sides collide,
Conflict of emotions clamors, agitating ego and pride,
While empathy warns: let forgiveness be your guide,
As benevolent angels, in missives of compassion chide.
Mired in wins and losses, when humanity strums offbeat,
Adversaries propagate hatred, and blatantly mistreat,
As meaningless conversations puff up, donning conceit,
While expressions of solemn amiability retreat in defeat.
A proffer of calm and goodwill, checks enemy’s reign
When sanctity prevails, calming a perturbed domain,
As atonement and humility heal, soothing angst of pain
And disturbed vibes seeking revenge, begin to wane.
As nobility of repentance tenders offers of mercy, grace,
Malevolent behaviors recede, ashamed in disgrace,
And enlightenment of intellect inspires vacuous space,
When hosting redemption, reformed enemies embrace.
In affluence of cognitive thoughts informed minds elate
Harboring tolerance and sympathy, discarding hate,
Being harmonious with peace, mundane life they liberate,
Achieving balance within, unfazed by travails of fate.
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