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Poetry

We are all spokes in the world!  This world of poetry is better for all!

Songs for World Peace


The global environment can survive only if we learn to live in peace and harmony with our fellow human beings. At the same time, as Dr. Jane Goodall says, "To achieve global peace, we must not only stop fighting each other but also stop destroying the natural world.".

 

Peace Songs

We need the inspiration of music to help fulfill the dream of world peace. CLICK! for a comprehensive collection of favorite Songs for World Peace - on the theme of world peace and understanding compiled by Harold W. Wood, Jr. and offered here through an Internet link via permission. Thank you, Harold!

 



Everything Is (or is it ? )

Author: John Tucker

Everything is what it is.
Or is it something else ?
It.s - 'clear as day',
I hear you say, but.........
To me it's not !

Everybodys' view of life, is changing continually.
So why should we , expect spouse, or friend,
to constantly agree.
A contradictory viewpoint,
Can fuel, a war of words, or worse.
Why waste our lives in argument.
A situation, so perverse.

When common sense, becomes uncommon.
Conversation, terse and unrehearsed.
We won't sow - 'happy unions',
More likely, the reverse !

But,allowing everyone to be,
exactly who, and what they are.
Respecting their individual views.
No matter how 'Bizarre'.
Will bring a life that's filled with 'Sunshine'.
'Joy and Happiness' - 'Galore'.

Author: John Tucker December 2008 (C) Copyright All rights reserved.
Thank you, John, for sharing!


From Vinod Bodhankar, ABC4All Mentor (India)
Here is a poem I wrote with foster children in mind...when there was a call to walk, wake and light candles for foster children on change.org...
 

Prayer for foster children and orphans...
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God of all religions
God of every congregation
God of all orphans
God beyond every segregation

Grant us that which flows from heart
Our love should merge - not stay apart -
Till a shield of love over people stays
And over each child gently plays
And foster children gently feel
Our hearts of love which flow to heal.

Let the prayers come, O God,
From every nation on our earth.
Let the healing flow, O God
to each orphan who came to birth.

Let Your mercy spread to heal
Let every nation healing feel.
Each nation like an orphan is !
So, God, no nation do Thou miss !

We are children teach us God
To work together for You, Lord
In a merging flow which knows not name
Love for children?
All over earth, its the same.

Christians come and Hindus come
All kind hearts are here welcome
Muslim, Sikh and Buddhist too
And every faith of every hue

Paint it with the love for all
Hold us not in division's thrall
Together we raise our prayers to Thee
Grant Your grace to orphans, We.

Let our flow of love be free...
Every child is my child to me......

Vinod Bodhankar

...

From Atta, ABC4All Mentor from Pakistan
Life is like a candle.

It burns, burns and burns and gives lights to others,

And goes down and down until finished,

And leaves a good example in world.

Life goes down and down every second.

Are we giving light to others?
Are we leaving good examples?
Are we leaving a bright name?


Mission/Vision
Changing through Education & awarness
 OUR  Voice
Elimnation of Child Labour,Education For All,No Smoking ,
Good Health For All,Poverty lleviation,HIV/AIDS awarness                         
More Information
http://profiles.takingitglobal.org/arq

From YUBUPA:

 

The Nightmare wasn’t a Dream at all
 
 
I had a dream
A very bad dream
where little kids were sad
Hunger let them beg
Thirst let them drink what ever they found
Tired , little kids had no  home or no house
Poor little ones full of dirt
Dressed in rags
Eyes which tells you a story which is sad 
 
Suddenly a big shining car passed by
Stepped out was a family in shining clothes
What a  difference
What a  world
Not even a minute was spent
To pay attention on these little  kids
 
These little kids had not even a place to rest
Their little eyes begged me for HELP
 
I woke up and realized that wasn't  a night mare  but reality
Reality which I cannot change  but  help the needy
 
If everyone of us would carry a part of these crosses in the world
This world would become a better place for each and everyone.
 
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"THE REALITY is not always VISIBLE"
 
WHAT YOU DO NOT SEE NOW
OR CANNOT HEAR NOW DOESN'T MEAN THAT "THAT DOESN't EXIST"
WE CANNOT SEE GOD AND STILL WE BELIVE IN HIM
WHAT I AM TRYING TO SAY IS THAT,
WE CANNOT CLOSE OUR EYES JUST BECAUSE WE DO NOT KNOW OR SEE OR HEAR WHAT IS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD
WE CANNOT IGNORE JUST BECAUSE WE DO NOT HEAR THE FACTS IN WORLD LATEST NEWS
WE CANNOT ALSO SAY THIS OR THAT CROSS IS TOO HEAVY FOR US TO CARRY
WE  CANNOT CHANGE THE REALITY BUT WE CAN MAKE IT EASIER TO HANDLE IF WE ALL WOULD HELP EACH OTHER 
 
NEVER FORGET!! WHAT YOU CANNOT SEE DOESN'T MEAN "IT DOESN'T EXIST"


Let's dream, plan and Do for a better world...
Let's make the year 2008 witness of our successful endeavors...
Let peace prevail as long as humanity...
Let's decorate the earth with joy and colors.

Come and pray to grow and succeed...
Think of humanity, talk for loyalty and faith.
Grow stronger to help the self and to help others…
A New beginning, a fresh thinking, a gentle breeze for better breath..
The new year beholds a lot of happiness and ever lasting joy.


A Poem of HOPE by Amit (India)

The sentiment of A Better Community for All (ABC4All)
Amit's
poem is a perfect expression of the HOPE that the future holds for the CELEBRATION OF ONENESS Movement.
Thank you for your great expression of what is possible in our world.


CRY FOR OUR BELOVED KENYA: A Poem in 10 Languages

Light a Candle for Peace


UNITY across DIVERSITY

 

In time of need,
There is a deed,
Each of us can do:
All can heed.
It is a statement
No one can deny.
The wish is out
In 48 hours, but
ACTION IS POSSIBLE
Keep the candles
Alive with FLAME
RELIGHTING anew
As a SYMBOL for
ALL to know
Our will to PEACE
NEVER will cease.

 
May Peace Prevail on Earth!

 

Respectfully,
Burton Danet, Ph.D.
Co-Founder, ABC4All
http://abc4all.net

 


Hearing and Obeying
God's Voice
(Isaiah 48:17-18) Thus says the LORD, your Redeemer, The Holy One of Israel: "I am the LORD your God, Who teaches you to profit , Who leads you by the way you should go. {18} Oh, that you had heeded My commandments! Then your pe ace would have been like a river, And your righteousness like the waves of the sea [the River of the World, filled with high negative ORP and with a pH 9.5 for drinking to bring to the world.  "PAW is not a promise.  It is a Blessing!"  The truth, as Dave Gray knows it. We give thanks that it has been possible to go forth heeding the word.-sic].
http://www.seekgod.org/bible/hearinggod.html



Enhanced "LEND A HAND" VIDEO (Googled!) and AUDIO ARE LIVE!
http://abc4all.net/guardians.htm

Burton Danet, Ph.D., Co-Founder, ABC4All http://abc4all.net

Seeking QUIET HOPE for PEACE and HARMONY in the world.

CHEERS! http://abc4all.net/cheers.htm
Please join ABC4All, any time, in a Virtual; OnLine Global Toast (only water please). http://abc4all.net/globaltoast.htm


This is a peom about peace dedicated to children who are suffering around the world in commemoration of 07/07/07 ( bridge of relief).

 

" Satifaction of the mind
Sacred heart of love
Greenish vegetation
Resurrection of unborn talents
Joy of sound sleep
Sleep true rest
Meaning of life
Not existence
Umbrella of true love
The world need you every moment
Every hour, The world need you;
Tender heart of love
We come you
Temptations loose their power
As thou art
Teach us your ways and
Fulfil me your rich promises
Peace! peace! peace!
Be our companion through life"


YAKUBU ALIYU( DIPLOMAT)
SCHOOL OF HEALTH INFORMATION MANAGEMENT,
USMAN DANFODIO TEACHING HOSPITAL,
SOKOTO.
+2348039192612


Sewing the Seed of Peace

Today I am tirelessly doing my very best to prepare what could be one of the things I should have done a long long time ago. For days and nights I have scrawled on countless papers, tasted pencil leads and chewed on erasers. I didnt mind not getting enough sleep. I didn't mind the scorching heat as I travel along unshaded paths to carry the message.

To what do I owe this futility? To who