Samaritans Poems

STREET CHILDREN

Who are those kids half nude and unclean!
To whom were they born? How and when?
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How kind the good Samaritan
To him who fell among the thieves!
Thus Jesus pities fallen man,
And heals the wounds the soul receives.
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He relied on his sense of touch
Without having to say much
Randy was a young blind child
Brought up almost in the wild
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God Almighty
We praise your heavenly Name
Come to our hearts
And cleanse all our inequities
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CHAPTER I

I cannot blame old Israel yet,
For I am not a sage—
I shall not know until I get
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Confined he was to the greenwood tree
Sky was the roof of his home rent free
To move about was not his spree
Quest for moving yearning for a key!
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Sometime back, I had read in the newspaper about the plight of a little girl in a very similar situation that I have depicted in this poem. This is what prompted me to write and share my opinion about Child Labour - a social evil prevalent even in modern times.


She
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On a quest to climb a mountain
I staggered up a hill
I reached the top and gasped for breath
I really felt quite ill
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It rained,
On the roofs of the oppressors and the oppressed,
Rained,
In the gardens of the righteous and the wicked,
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What happened to those
who shed many a tear
and bled for others?
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Though scourged be Righteous men all life on earth,
By evil minds and devils in sequence,
Good Samaritans, Angels too have birth,
To save the Upright from chains of non-sense.
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Don't go out again tonight,
to walk the streets alone.
Don't follow train-tracks til dawn's light,
That will not lead you home.
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BE A GOOD NEIGHBOUR, BE A GOOD SAMARITAN
Jerusalem to Jericho,
a road, too treacherous to go.
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In a sudden spasm
She convulsed, fury vented
Hillside, slope side,
All tumbled in a cataclysm of shredded timbers
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I don’t want to check my credit score!
Will not read the fine print!
Quit sending me life insurance solicitations!
Stop insisting that I do anything at my age!
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Immediately recognizable in a double breasted blazer someone discarded in the trash
Covering a faded surfer t-shirt and pants with holes in both knees
Flip flops on his feet in any kind of weather
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A tramp was trampin’ on the road—
The afternoon was warm an’ muggy—
And by-and-by he chanced to meet
A parsin ridin’ in a buggy.
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Jesus spent most
of His time
demonstrating
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The Thousand Years of Peace

Revelation 20: 1-6 Then I saw an angel coming down from heaven with the key to the bottomless pit and a heavy chain in his hand.2 He seized the dragon—that old serpent, who is the devil, Satan—and bound him in chains for a thousand years.3 The angel threw him into the bottomless pit, which he then shut and locked so Satan could not deceive the nations anymore until the thousand years were finished. Afterward he must be released for a little while.4 Then I saw thrones, and the people sitting on them had been given the authority to judge. And I saw the souls of those who had been beheaded for their testimony about Jesus and for proclaiming the word of God. They had not worshiped the beast or his statue, nor accepted his mark on their foreheads or their hands. They all came to life again, and they reigned with Christ for a thousand years.5 This is the first resurrection. (The rest of the dead did not come back to life until the thousand years had ended.) 6 Blessed and holy are those who share in the first resurrection. For them the second death holds no power, but they will be priests of God and of Christ and will reign with him a thousand years.
Table of the Lord preaches the thousand of years of peace spoken of in the Book of Revelation chapter 20 as being real; it is not allegory, metaphor or symbolism for the church age experiencing a prosperous blessed time.
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Attached with strings, which my parents held,
Timely schedule that had to be followed,
I decided to run away from home to a distant place,
Where I am not controlled and feel as free as a young lass (lad) ,
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Each morning You lift Your gleaming golden crown
And awaken me with a divine and pristine light.
So now I thank You Lord for allowing me around,
Relaxing in Your comfort for this long night.
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Via WhatsApp is how I heard
In disbelief I re-read every single word
"This certainly can't be true" I thought,
Susan Lawson would do nothing of the sort,
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When the shooting starts
It won't matter who is shooting
Or why
What will matter is that you run or hide, or shoot back
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We cowardly or nonchalantly sit in front our TV
Watching for years: the killings of babies
The odious humiliation of humanity
The bloody murders of pregnant ladies
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A seed slept soundly, in arcane bliss
As the sun's warm light crept in
On the bland mud bed, drenched by a droplet
And lo, new life was made to begin
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No darkness can be deep
As on the roads, the alleys where children play
The gutters by the side,
Dust settled on them and the stench curbed
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Seema Sultana
Poem by Chan Mongol
August 16 of 2022
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We live in difficult times
Covid-19 disease has brought us misery
Death of loved ones is our daily breaking news
We are forced to bury them in haste
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Elderly self-isolated at home during lock-downs
No family, friends to visit and comfort them,
Grandchildren to kiss and hug, loneliness oppressive.
Coronavirus world-wide, murderous epidemic
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BE A GOOD NEIGHBOUR, BE A GOOD SAMARITAN
Jerusalem to Jericho,
a road, too treacherous to go.
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