Short Beneficence Poems

I thank the Lord for the glide of day
And the kind provision of bread;
None has a debt with the sky
That he may claim his right to be fed.

All depend on the Lord's beneficence,
His mercies and immense compassion;
All amenities found in His garrisons of munificence,
And His inexhaustible archives of love!...

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Catharsis by Evan Sachs

When your heart’s passed the hard part
And made it to the sweet spot
When you beat the box
When you’ve lifted the unliftable rock and been uplifted
The gift you’ve been gifted is called beneficence by the faithful
Far from hateful
It’s being able to breathe…finally!
Something touchy-feely.
Well…you feel a touch
It’s much. much. much. much…
It might even be All....

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INGRATITUDE 

“No surest enemy than the one who was benefited" SOCRATES 
 

Ingratitude,
You ungrateful: 
Traitor of trust
Destroyer of kindheartedness
Apostate of friendship
Annihilator of beneficence  
Assassin of benefactors, 

How better the world 
Would be
If only you were 
Forever thrown 
Into
The ABYSS of 
Human Condemnation! 



© Demetrios Trifiatis
    17 February 2013...

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It's all good like they say in the hood
And we will overcome if we don't play dumb
Lookin' to extend the dream of equality
Hopin' for a life with a little  frivolity.

We gotta' hold the mothers to their promise of beneficence
And not keep claiming this lie of innocence
Bleedin' heart libral thinks he done sump'n philanthropic
While he knows in his gut he, too, has been so sadistic.

Guilt has but a fleeting recognition
And pity don't pay for slavery's abolition....

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~ Sunday morn breaks ~

Sunday morn breaks cool and crisp
   In my son's step there is a new zip
Although the sun takes its time
   To burst through oak, maple and pine

As he strides toward the woods
   The road's bursting with goods
Lilacs, violets and sunflowers
   With Nature's beneficence showered

He pauses to stretch, to sigh, to inhale
   Fragrance's freshness filling lungs' sails
Abruptly pivots ~ jumping for joy
   How lucky to be a young boy...

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I fear there are those who don’t understand
what comes from man’s mind is what makes the man.

When man’s word is written, few understand 
the basis of manifest…is the word “man.”

The word came from God, along with free choice.
We can choose what we manifest, just use your voice.

Sing not of sorrow, suffering and pain
grow verbose with beneficence there’s plenty to gain!

Portray only goodness. when you chose to give voice
Grow towards God’s glory make that your choice.

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