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Lord Cam Poem
MY DEAREST MUMMY
She is dead now...but I wish she was still here
To celebrate Mother's Day with her loving son
I'll Take her old clock and a fake cake by her grave with me
And a daffodil or two, I am the child she loved.
I will go in the afternoon and stay till I feel
The frenzy in the beckoning call of the unfriendly cold evening dew
Warning me that it is about time to go
To leave and wander on my journey homeward
And to ponder upon sweet green thoughts of her memories
And celebrate her wondrous life and dedication,
Celebrate another soft kissing anniversary of Mother's Day.
By Lord Cam Of Nevis -Poem
Copyright © Lord Cam | Year Posted 2018
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Lord Cam Poem
1. Victimisation or Oppression
2. Selfishness/Greed
3. Discrimination
4.Dishonesty/Lies/Bull/Hypocrisy
5.Pompousness/Arrogance/Too much unnecessary excessive Hubris
6.Jealousy/Envy
7. Spite
8. Excess Meticulousness
9.Overeating and gluttonousness in terms of craving for wealth or money
10. Disloyalty/Betrayal including Disloyalty to One's Core Values.
11. Cultural Degradation and Neglect.
12.Ultra Perfectionism.
13.Anyone who claims he or she does not like Music or Poetry.
14.Anyone with an unfounded disdain or hate for his/her fellowman or fellow person.
15. Despair & Pessimism.
16. Calling a spade a leaf.
17.Those who are prone to promoting or advocating violence in any shape or form.
Copyright © Lord Cam | Year Posted 2025
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Lord Cam Was Here.
I had and spent a great time here.
The end is not far away.
I turned 65 in May of this year 2024.
I am on my way out. Headinng up to heaven.
I helped a lot of people. Many turned ungrateful. But it's all ok.
I did it for Love.
I was victimised and ostrasised at Times,
Repaid unkindness for Kindness, Treated harshley and cheated at times.
But by luck or faith, or blessings, I always managed to bounce back.
And Inspite of it all I lived a wondeful and most happy life.
Always with a pure, sincere and giving heart.
I always tried hard to be a truthful man, even when i was lied upon.
I have always been blessed with an abundance of happiness and Cheerfulness,
Lucky Me.
Blessed with 3 children, although only one seem to be bothering with me nowadays.
I find the others ungrateful Like many of the hypocrites and parasites
I've me in my life-In every walk of life.
But that did not stop me being Loving and Loved and like I sai Blessed.
Copyright © Lord Cam | Year Posted 2024
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Ode To My Kittens
My 3 cutest Little Kittens went missing on my birthday in May
And I haven't seeing them since.
That Morning I came outside, yearning for their usual greeting.
But they wee nowhere in sight.
Orangee, a pretty one I called Patricee, and a spotted white one I called Whitee.
My lonely heart overflowed with share love for them.
Now I am somewhat heartbroken.
Dear Lord Please send me another Litle Kitten to soothe my lost soul.
Copyright © Lord Cam | Year Posted 2024
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Always Follow The Golden Rule
Help Others when can if You Can. Be Kind. Be Giving.
Be Very Very Honest evenn if it means you losing. Be Juste/Fair with others.
Always Strive to be Happy.
Be kind To Animals.
Be Willing to Listen. Not just Talk talk. Some people talk too much.
Be Grateful fo what you have-Your Possessions no matter how small.
Be Gracious in defeat and Magnanimous/humble in victory.
Be Humble.
Try hard to do at least 1 Good deed a day.
Add some good ones in that I omitted in the Comments.
Any that come to mind.
Copyright © Lord Cam | Year Posted 2025
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The politicians speak and act out in pure oxymoron.
By that I mean say one thing or promise one thing and do a next or the opposite. Some friends also do.
With warm cruelty and in a very nice and seemingly gentle sinister pretentious intentions.
Pure bare cold sweetly favoured and spicy nothings.....nothingnesses,
They promise you a great and propserous year.
But then they do absolutely nothing to improve your life in the slightest.
There is such a cold malignant mliciousness in the kindly promises.
The sweetest and most polished and sincerest sounding Bull you can ever imagine.
Trust them at your own damn risk, to your relaxed sleepy opium filled detriment.
Almost seems like all of them are the same.
No distinct difference.
As the Guyanese say maybe the only good one is dead.
Meaning that good comes with their bad death.
Don't get me wrong though, there have been and always will be a few really good and sincere ones Like my friend Dugu Gordon.
But most of them just live a disgusting honey money lie......they drown in a dirty legacy cesspool of rich bitter sweet mango jam irony and useless unnecessary excess wealth.
Copyright © Lord Cam | Year Posted 2025
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The voices of the poor and or poverty ridden cry out from the lopsided political swamps for help or some kind of meagre assistance.
Drowning in the quagmire of neglect from the rich 1percent.
Totally ignored. The Rich are either delibertaley ignorant of their plight
Or they just don't care.
The Rich force them to take so called vaccines which poison them
and make them sick. And kill them. In order to keep a job, or to travel.
Experimental gene therapy.
Now surely that must be what they mean by draining the swamp.
Again the rich keep on abandonning them in every which way.
So the remain downtrodden, oppressed and victimised.
Crying out and bleeding in vain. In a mire of Pain.
Unnoticed tears keep running down their weary faces.
The beat goes on, no concern for the voices from the samps of Poverty.
Penury, Destitution, Indigence, deprivation, Depravity, want, need, hardship,
repeating Deaths, fast funerals, fast and furious and often.
Pandemic, Plandemic.
Bare, Mere sufferers like the straving dying children of Gaza.
They treat us worse even than animals.
Sometimes the innocent just have to pay.
It's A part of Life---A part of death,
Nobody hears, nobody listens. Cries fall on deaf ears.
My Message to the guilty---the transgressors, Try to do something quick
To alleviate or mitigate the cries, tears and crosses from the swamp
Which go unherad or unheeded but abandonned.
There is only a deafening Silence.
Advantage never dies. It always prevail.
It's always the same. Itv always goes the same way.
They never seem to care.
Copyright © Lord Cam | Year Posted 2025
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The Golden Rule
Help someone if and when you can
Help people as often as possible.
Give when you can even when your chips are low.
Try to do at least one good deed per day.
Malice towards none no matter how badly they may have wronged you.
Keep your heart stress free and worry free-hating none.
Be extremely honest-Let Honesty be your guide.
Be bluntly honest. Be Frank.
Be kind to others.
Be Kind, Be Kind, Be Kind--The emphasis is on being kind. Live to be kind to others and to animals.Good Karma will come back towards you like a rocket and overwhelm you.
Be Kind 25 hours a day in thoughts, words and deeds. Let Kindness rule your life.
Be kind even to those who are unknid to you.
Try hard not to bear malice nor envy.
As far as possible avoid confusionof any sort.
According to my deceased mom..teacher Mildred...as far as possible try not to be the complainer nor the complained.
And if you feel I left out any important one....put it in the comments section please. Your suggestions will be most welcomed. Thank you in advance.
Copyright © Lord Cam | Year Posted 2025
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They Call themselves friends , but then they deceive you.
Their hearts are merely full of evny and treacherousness.
They plot to exploit you and take advantage.
They are only friends for benefits.
They seek only friends with benfits.
The minute you cannot help or assist them, they leave or elope.
When you can offer them something they tag you the nicest friend.
The minute you are broke or broken you cannot see them of find them.
For you are now no use to them.
They forsake you just so.
They exibit not one iota of loyalty or sincerity or stickability.
they are soo devious it's not funny.
But Remember they are your friends.
Yea yet they are friends. Friends to the end. Only what end?
Yet noty all friends are like that, there are a few true true friends.
Uncondional, consumate, most genuine, not mimic.
Cherish them most kindly and warmly.
Copyright © Lord Cam | Year Posted 2025
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1. Stess Kills
2. Stress causes sickness
3. Stress rasises your blood pressure.
4. Stress make you very much unhappy. It is a terrible burden.
5. Stress lingers on for a long lengthy time without you realising it. It doesn't go away easily.
Copyright © Lord Cam | Year Posted 2025
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