If love and compassion ruled the World how great this would be
There would not be war and hatred and there would not be poverty
People would be kind to each other and live in harmony
And in a World of friends one would not have an enemy
If love and compassion ruled the World women in the hours of dark
Would not feel afraid to walk alone in the unlit street or the park
If love and compassion ruled the World every mind would be open to light
There would not be mistrust or hatred or wars for to fight
Lack of love and compassion the main reasons for wars in the World today
For lack of these gifts this the price we do pay
In a World of love and compassion peace would reign supreme
But between reality and what might be quite a difference it does seem
But a World ruled by love and compassion how marvelous this would be
There would be kindness and understanding and peace and harmony.
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
A Decorated Soldier
A decorated soldier of war under gunfire he was brave
But he carried his grudges with him to his grave
His war enemies of the past he could never forgive
A war hero his grudges he did not outlive
Ten times a grandfather divorced from his wife
He did live a semi reclusive sort of a life
In the national flag he felt a fervent pride
A nationalist and a patriot till the day that he died
With his war medals on his coat he marched in the town's every war parade
He refused to allow old war memories for to fade
Though the war he had fought in was in decades long gone
His hatred of the old enemy in him did live on
As a young man in war he had proved himself brave
But he carried his grudges with him to his grave.
But he carried his grudges with him to his grave
His war enemies of the past he could never forgive
A war hero his grudges he did not outlive
Ten times a grandfather divorced from his wife
He did live a semi reclusive sort of a life
In the national flag he felt a fervent pride
A nationalist and a patriot till the day that he died
With his war medals on his coat he marched in the town's every war parade
He refused to allow old war memories for to fade
Though the war he had fought in was in decades long gone
His hatred of the old enemy in him did live on
As a young man in war he had proved himself brave
But he carried his grudges with him to his grave.
Monday, November 2, 2015
Old Roger
He looks fit and healthy for one of eighty three
Old Roger of cares and of worries is free
He never had children or a long term partner or never a wife
Though a few women have come to and gone from his life
You ask him how he feels he says i cannot complain
I do not have any worries or any ache or pain
What hair is left on his balding head is silver gray
In truth he is aging in a graceful way
His happy smile betrays the gap in his teeth
But a fellow like Roger always a pleasure to meet
A man who laughs often and enjoys music and song
And he always joins in the local pub sing along
A man who loves life and who has great yarns to tell
Among all of the locals one loved and known well
One reason for a long lived life can be a lack of stress
The mind of old Roger open to happiness
The likes of old Roger nowadays seem so rare
Always happy and jovial he does not have a care
That lack of stress can lead to a long lived life is not a lie
It will not be of worry that old Roger will die.
Old Roger of cares and of worries is free
He never had children or a long term partner or never a wife
Though a few women have come to and gone from his life
You ask him how he feels he says i cannot complain
I do not have any worries or any ache or pain
What hair is left on his balding head is silver gray
In truth he is aging in a graceful way
His happy smile betrays the gap in his teeth
But a fellow like Roger always a pleasure to meet
A man who laughs often and enjoys music and song
And he always joins in the local pub sing along
A man who loves life and who has great yarns to tell
Among all of the locals one loved and known well
One reason for a long lived life can be a lack of stress
The mind of old Roger open to happiness
The likes of old Roger nowadays seem so rare
Always happy and jovial he does not have a care
That lack of stress can lead to a long lived life is not a lie
It will not be of worry that old Roger will die.
Ann Cronin
So humble and gentle and free of conceit
She was one of the nicest people of Millstreet
So sad for to learn Ann Cronin has passed away
In the quietness of St Mary's she is at peace today
A good mother to her children and to the late Kevin Cronin a good wife
Ann Corkery her maiden name she lived an honorable life
The youngest of three girls a sister to Margaret and Noreen
In the past in Millstreet's West End out walking she often was seen
But this is going back many Seasons in time
When i was much younger and nearer to my life's prime
And though Ann is one of many i have not seen for years
I feel sure her parting from life would not have gone without tears
For she was a beautiful person indeed
And of more of her kind the Human World is in need
She never sought the limelight or of anyone had a bad word to say
And about her she did have a beautiful way
The clock on our lives ever ticking away
And for all of us there is a last night and day
The winds of November blow with a cold chill
Above where the heart of Ann Cronin is forever still.
She was one of the nicest people of Millstreet
So sad for to learn Ann Cronin has passed away
In the quietness of St Mary's she is at peace today
A good mother to her children and to the late Kevin Cronin a good wife
Ann Corkery her maiden name she lived an honorable life
The youngest of three girls a sister to Margaret and Noreen
In the past in Millstreet's West End out walking she often was seen
But this is going back many Seasons in time
When i was much younger and nearer to my life's prime
And though Ann is one of many i have not seen for years
I feel sure her parting from life would not have gone without tears
For she was a beautiful person indeed
And of more of her kind the Human World is in need
She never sought the limelight or of anyone had a bad word to say
And about her she did have a beautiful way
The clock on our lives ever ticking away
And for all of us there is a last night and day
The winds of November blow with a cold chill
Above where the heart of Ann Cronin is forever still.
Sunday, November 1, 2015
The True Sportsman
The athlete with the big smile on his face
Although he did not run well in the race
And failed to finish among the top three
Says the others ran a better race than me
But for me there will be another day
It is said of life perseverance it does pay
When i will be the hero of the crowd
For me alone the cheering will be loud
Today i lost although i ran my best
I was found to be wanting when put to the test
The winner had won the right to celebrate
And on his victory him i did congratulate
Today the crowd they did not chant my name
But this no reason for me to hang my head in shame
On hope of better days i do keep faith
All good things in life come to those who wait
The true sportsman although he did not win
Upon his face did wear a happy grin
Success from him cannot be far away
He will be the hero of a future day.
Although he did not run well in the race
And failed to finish among the top three
Says the others ran a better race than me
But for me there will be another day
It is said of life perseverance it does pay
When i will be the hero of the crowd
For me alone the cheering will be loud
Today i lost although i ran my best
I was found to be wanting when put to the test
The winner had won the right to celebrate
And on his victory him i did congratulate
Today the crowd they did not chant my name
But this no reason for me to hang my head in shame
On hope of better days i do keep faith
All good things in life come to those who wait
The true sportsman although he did not win
Upon his face did wear a happy grin
Success from him cannot be far away
He will be the hero of a future day.
A Fair Go To Everyone
A fair go to everyone ought to apply
Though those with power such a thing of many deny
One reason there are millions of refugees
Living in camps and risking their lives on leaky boats for lands across rough seas
The people with power to millions are a foe
So many by them are deprived of a fair go
To those who treat everyone as an equal great credit is due
To their higher selves they remain ever true
In life it is said to receive you must give
And those who believe on a fair go believes on live and let live
And those who sow the seeds of good Karma good Karma receive
On such a life philosophy i do believe
A fair go to all to all does not apply
Why poverty and homelessness is on the rise this is one reason why.
Though those with power such a thing of many deny
One reason there are millions of refugees
Living in camps and risking their lives on leaky boats for lands across rough seas
The people with power to millions are a foe
So many by them are deprived of a fair go
To those who treat everyone as an equal great credit is due
To their higher selves they remain ever true
In life it is said to receive you must give
And those who believe on a fair go believes on live and let live
And those who sow the seeds of good Karma good Karma receive
On such a life philosophy i do believe
A fair go to all to all does not apply
Why poverty and homelessness is on the rise this is one reason why.
Stawell In Victoria
For it's famed Easter Gift it is in renown
Stawell in Victoria is a grand old Town
Such warm and friendly people there every visitor meet
A smiling hello for you on every street
People make a town as the wise one does say
And Stawell is surely a winner if towns are judged in this way
Every time i visit there on leaving i feel a bit sad
For to visit old towns like Stawell i for one does feel glad
Their names on steel plates on the sidewalks of the Stawell Main Street
Each in his own right a renowned athlete
Those who win the Stawell Gift have an undying fame
Where many a great athlete for himself made a name
Town of a friendly people who feel pride in their home place
Stawell in Victoria of the famous foot race.
Stawell in Victoria is a grand old Town
Such warm and friendly people there every visitor meet
A smiling hello for you on every street
People make a town as the wise one does say
And Stawell is surely a winner if towns are judged in this way
Every time i visit there on leaving i feel a bit sad
For to visit old towns like Stawell i for one does feel glad
Their names on steel plates on the sidewalks of the Stawell Main Street
Each in his own right a renowned athlete
Those who win the Stawell Gift have an undying fame
Where many a great athlete for himself made a name
Town of a friendly people who feel pride in their home place
Stawell in Victoria of the famous foot race.
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