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Remember the 1340's? We were doing a dance called the Catapult.
You always wore brown, the color craze of the decade,
and I was draped in one of those capes that were popular,
the ones with unicorns and pomegranates in needlework.
So far as our story approaches the end,
Which do you pity the most of us three?---
My friend, or the mistress of my friend
With her wanton eyes, or me?
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead.
The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
Prudence is a rich, ugly old maid courted by Incapacity.
Rintrah roars and shakes his
fires in the burdenM air,
Hungry clouds swag on the deep.
Not for any single system we feel proud
can’t claim high and speak so loud
what will we gain by making them unstable?
Would we able to bye peace and remain stable?
I knew from my heart that it was totally unfair
I still went ahead and did not care
Nothing was left inside the heart such as conscience
No improvement was made with the advancement of science
What happens if we have one religion?
No cast, no creed and no more legions
No differences and no more opinions
We can cry over without cutting onions
N.B Let the comment be one word and explanation to the poem
Because the poem is for one word
* PEACE *
King of kings and most beloved star Pop,
We lost forever a man in you and high hope,
It was not easy for black to walk on rope,
You lost no courage and preferred slope,
My dearest Frank, I wish you joy
Of Mary's safety with a Boy,
Whose birth has given little pain
Compared with that of Mary Jane.--
Let no one
Sunday,19th May 2019
let no one guide you
". . . Consider that the meritorious services of the Sergeant Instructors attached to the Egyptian Army haue been inadequately acknowledged. . . . To the excellence of their work is mainly due the great improvement that has taken place in the soldiers of H.H. the Khedive." -- Extract from Letter, 1897
Said England unto Pharaoh, "I must make a man of you,
Hail, Muse! et cetera.--We left Juan sleeping,
Pillow'd upon a fair and happy breast,
And watch'd by eyes that never yet knew weeping,
And loved by a young heart, too deeply blest
For a Man is to be looked upon in that which he excells as on a prospect.
For there be twelve cardinal virtues -- three to the East -- Greatness, Valour, Piety.
In my understanding
of this hemisphere,
I sense a certain
The wind of humanity washes over me
Tugging at my clothes
sucking the breath from my lungs.
The joy of life is living it, or so it seems to me;
In finding shackles on your wrists, then struggling till you're free;
In seeing wrongs and righting them, in dreaming splendid dreams,
Then toiling till the vision is as real as moving streams.
There's nothing so becomes a man
as a local hardware shop - it expands
the horizons of his home improvement, and
brings harmony to his home life as
MAT MODEL OF EDUCATIONAL LEADERSHIP
For a better World for all to live in
Do not look to others with yourself you begin
By as a person becoming more compassionate and kind
In most people there is room for self improvement in their working of mind
To help make the Human World better to live in you most certainly can
By becoming a better living woman or man
Any room for self improvement as a person it is in us all
And any improvement for the better is never too small
If you wish to make the World a better World to live in
Perhaps with some self improvement with yourself you begin
Since there is room for self improvement in us all
And any self improvement in itself it is never too small
Though the behaviour of one you may not condone
Leave it to the one without sin to cast the verbal stone
Judge and thou shalt not be judged as a truism remain
The meaning in this it's own self does explain
The animal who has a leaf in its mouth is not to be comforted. It chews on the leaf to keep bitterness fuzzing its geranium tongue. It believes itself to be under siege from internal parasites. It chews the leaf, and chews the leaf, in no real hope of a cure. It chews, yet never gets further than the stem. Believing itself forlorn, it shuns embraces. It shines bright gold with misery. Forgiveness is beside the point; this animal seeks justice. It demonstrates extreme patience while remaining uncondemned by the world. It is willing to wait for condemnation. If told its faults, it stiffens its back and walks on, chewing. It knows itself beyond improvement, so will not hear of its faults. It tries to get it right. It is never enough. It behaves as if wedded to a leaf the shape of a centaur's arrow. Such an animal makes a very faithful companion for those not seeking a pet. The animal who has a leaf in its mouth will stretch itself and vomit over one's feet, thereby getting rid of the leaf while making its one sure demonstration of trust.
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