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We supplicate her when we mourn
She is the rose and we the thorn
to those who sorrowfully grieve
alone, bewildered and forlorn
She offers sinners a reprieve
and comforts sad hearts that aggrieve
Lifts us up when we're feeling down
In her we must deeply believe
She can remove a worried frown
Rescue us when we start to drown
Grant us the courage to endure
A saving grace without a crown
Humbly, do we pray to ensure
our faith is virtuous and pure
This Christian virtue we should seek
For hope we pray. God, we adjure
He blesses the modest and meek
who are weary, fragile and weak
But with hope as a dividend
our lives will no longer look bleak
On our Lord's love we can depend
Hope He provides as a godsend
to ease fears and anxieties
God is our Father and our Friend
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Brian William Haw stood strong
He never quit his whole life long
His principles oozed forth peace
He strongly believed that he wasn't wrong
Brian's life was influenced
By his dad's suicide incident
After serving in the war
Brian now for peace convinced
As a Christian believer
Haw worked with young non-achievers
Troubled youth who needed change
So that society not griever
He soon began his campaign
One man political reign
A political protest
For his children's future domain
He was supported by some
Many saw him as just dumb
Friends of his cause fed him
Parliament gave him a down thumb
Parliament did not like his scene
Nothing tried stopped the routine
Arrest, court dates didn't slow
He survived on poor cuisine
His protest only by death ceased
Lung cancer his life did seize
Tobacco the enemy beast
Soon from this life gave release
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Sponsor: Joe Maverick
Contest:One Against Many
Written: August 25, 2014
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The Ancient Mariner of the parliament square
Like the mariner he was, a scrawny, skin unfair
A loner with a glittering eyes, possibly a bit touched
A Clint Eastwood impersonator look, he seemed to bear
But a powerful speaker than professional speakers.
Urging world to live a more Christian life cleaner
Lived and slept outside the parliament for a decade
In his hand holding, with broad thrust, a loudhailer.
Against Western groups killing thousands Iraqi people
He fought and spoke for 3,600 days like an eagle.
Of traffic, clock bangs and the hordes of visitors.
When Haw at his mouthpiece, all the voices disabled
Haw had a remarkably insistent, irritating voice
And Mr. David Blunkett was irked and annoyed
Reacting to 2005 organized crime And Police Act
It was “using a maul to crack a nut” to destroy.
The More Brian noise caused with his loudhailer
The more MPS demanded to remove the bother
But the word “Bother” sounded too weak
Compared to warmongering by Blaire & B-liars.
With an Antipodean woman Haw shared war choirs
With his trademark cries of “ Tony B-liar, Tony B.I.A.R”
When another woman started up, public was grateful
Sharp as seamstress’s needle was Sheila’ s crisp voice.
Despite his Left-wing favor, he was a Right-wing figure
A man, standing up to the state, never thought to disfigure
Brian Haw had plenty more fuel for all his protests
The war in Afghanistan and the war in Iraq to configure.
When Milosevic was tried at the Hague for war crimes
He said, “why not to try Blair and Bush’s Crimes?”
Like Coleridge’s haunted mariner: long, lank & brown
He had one vice: tobacco, he died of lung cancer prime.
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March 12, 2014
Dr. Ram Mehta
Form: Rubaiyat
Contest: One Against Many by Joe Maverick
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