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I made sacrifices willingly; it was what I did best.

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Willingly

When I was just a young boy
My mama said to me
Dont fall in love willingly
Now that is all forgotten
Unwilling memory
But if you change your mind
I will walk the line
Ill follow....
Willingly
We used to talk about it
But now it seems the wind has blown your way
And I have come to doubt it
That you and I will ever love again
cause good enough is one thing
That I will never be
And I admit it all
Willingly
And now the times are changing
The things Ive seen before dont look the same
My life is rearranging
But falls apart with whispers of your name
And though I swear to love you
With all sincerity
Ill slowly fade away
Willingly
The sun is on my shoulders
Perhaps its colder for Ive lost some pride
Or maybe its the absence
Of all the joy I felt right by your side
And when the storm was over
I found your memory
And I will hold it warm
Willingly

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The Odyssey: Book 3

But as the sun was rising from the fair sea into the firmament of
heaven to shed Blight on mortals and immortals, they reached Pylos the
city of Neleus. Now the people of Pylos were gathered on the sea shore
to offer sacrifice of black bulls to Neptune lord of the Earthquake.
There were nine guilds with five hundred men in each, and there were
nine bulls to each guild. As they were eating the inward meats and
burning the thigh bones [on the embers] in the name of Neptune,
Telemachus and his crew arrived, furled their sails, brought their
ship to anchor, and went ashore.
Minerva led the way and Telemachus followed her. Presently she said,
"Telemachus, you must not be in the least shy or nervous; you have
taken this voyage to try and find out where your father is buried
and how he came by his end; so go straight up to Nestor that we may
see what he has got to tell us. Beg of him to speak the truth, and
he will tell no lies, for he is an excellent person."
"But how, Mentor," replied Telemachus, "dare I go up to Nestor,
and how am I to address him? I have never yet been used to holding
long conversations with people, and am ashamed to begin questioning
one who is so much older than myself."
"Some things, Telemachus," answered Minerva, "will be suggested to
you by your own instinct, and heaven will prompt you further; for I am
assured that the gods have been with you from the time of your birth
until now."
She then went quickly on, and Telemachus followed in her steps
till they reached the place where the guilds of the Pylian people were
assembled. There they found Nestor sitting with his sons, while his
company round him were busy getting dinner ready, and putting pieces
of meat on to the spits while other pieces were cooking. When they saw
the strangers they crowded round them, took them by the hand and
bade them take their places. Nestor's son Pisistratus at once
offered his hand to each of them, and seated them on some soft
sheepskins that were lying on the sands near his father and his
brother Thrasymedes. Then he gave them their portions of the inward
meats and poured wine for them into a golden cup, handing it to
Minerva first, and saluting her at the same time.
"Offer a prayer, sir," said he, "to King Neptune, for it is his
feast that you are joining; when you have duly prayed and made your
drink-offering, pass the cup to your friend that he may do so also.
I doubt not that he too lifts his hands in prayer, for man cannot live
without God in the world. Still he is younger than you are, and is
much of an age with myself, so I he handed I will give you the
precedence."
As he spoke he handed her the cup. Minerva thought it very right and
proper of him to have given it to herself first; she accordingly began
praying heartily to Neptune. "O thou," she cried, "that encirclest the
earth, vouchsafe to grant the prayers of thy servants that call upon
thee. More especially we pray thee send down thy grace on Nestor and
on his sons; thereafter also make the rest of the Pylian people some
handsome return for the goodly hecatomb they are offering you. Lastly,
grant Telemachus and myself a happy issue, in respect of the matter

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poem by Homer, translated by Samuel Butler
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Willingly

Willingly I gave you my heart
and watched as you trample it into the ground.
You said that all was fair in love and war,
but I wasn’t out to do battle with any kindred soul.
I gave my love willingly,
you took it readily,
and soon as my back was turned,
you began to play around.
You made our love a battleground
with your cheating and lies.
You think it didn’t notice
and you wouldn’t get the blame.
I can’t walk out on you
and you know the reason why.
You are that love of my lifetime
and if you go, I’ll surely die.
So willingly, I put up with all
the misery you give to me.
Hoping every day,
you’ll see the error in your ways
and you will stop hurting me
just as willingly.

30 May 2008

poem by David Harris
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Clean Slates

Upon this journey that we labor,
With sacrifices done.
Can we afford to stop and languish,
Satisfied some battles fought have been won?
Perceptions stuck in shallow conceptions...
Remain in a sustaining reality of rejections,
And this has not succeeded.

Upon this journey that we labor,
With sacrifices done.
Some have come to rejoice
A clearing provided by the Sun.

Others bring along reminders,
Of challenges that seem not to soothe.
They must be left,
With lives they accept.
The rest must keep on the move!
This can't be contemplated.

Upon this journey that we labor,
With sacrifices done.
Diversity of flavors tasted,
Can benefit the outlooks of everyone!

A clearing ahead is there to clean slates!
Hesitating to prepare,
Will stagnate and seal an aborted fate!
This energy depletes those who still reach.
Those who dare to climb valleys and touch peaks!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thespis: Act I

DRAMATIS PERSONAE

GODS

Jupiter, Aged Diety
Apollo, Aged Diety
Mars, Aged Diety
Diana, Aged Diety
Mercury

THESPIANS

Thespis
Sillimon
TimidonTipseion
Preposteros
Stupidas
Sparkeio n
Nicemis
Pretteia
Daphne
Cymon

ACT I - Ruined Temple on the Summit of Mount Olympus

[Scene--The ruins of the The Temple of the Gods, on summit of
Mount Olympus. Picturesque shattered columns, overgrown with
ivy, etc. R. and L. with entrances to temple (ruined) R. Fallen
columns on the stage. Three broken pillars 2 R.E. At the back of
stage is the approach from the summit of the mountain. This
should be "practicable" to enable large numbers of people to
ascend and descend. In the distance are the summits of adjacent
mountains. At first all this is concealed by a thick fog, which
clears presently. Enter (through fog) Chorus of Stars coming off
duty as fatigued with their night's work]

CHO. Through the night, the constellations,
Have given light from various stations.
When midnight gloom falls on all nations,
We will resume our occupations.

SOLO. Our light, it's true, is not worth mention;
What can we do to gain attention.
When night and noon with vulgar glaring
A great big moon is always flaring.

[During chorus, enter Diana, an elderly goddess. She is carefully
wrapped up in cloaks, shawls, etc. A hood is over her head, a
respirator in her mouth, and galoshes on her feet. During the

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poem by William Schwenck Gilbert
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On Your Graduation Day

ON YOUR GRADUATION DAY
(To my child, Melly Rose)
Melvin Banggollay

The hurdle my child is not yet over
I said when we went to the stage together
On this special day you finished another
ladder of life as graduates like the others.

But as soon as we were on the stage
I felt how my loving father rejoiced
On this day I heared many adage
of distinguished student's turmoils.

When I heared one of the graduates
Narrating the unselfish sacrifices
Of his father who died before he graduates
Teardrops fell like unbroken necklaces
As I behold how my own father radiates
a love so full with care full of traces.

When you gave me your diploma
As token of your great sacrifices
My eyes was filled with sweet aroma
of thousand flowers tenderness
as my eyes build a million aurora
For you didn't turned down my sacrifices
but nurtured them for your own success.

Congratulation dear beautiful child of mine
for doing what is best that can help you define
The future that lies ahead untill you can fine
destiny of your fate that your faith entwine.

Stand strong and never surrender
As trials come in your way while you harbor
to define your own life amidst great strife
But have faith and you can have a better life
and all things can happen with God's power
If faith unto Him your load and charger.

Writen on my child's gradution as nursing student this march 25,2009 at MCNP, Tugegarao, Cagayan.

poem by Melvin Banggollay
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Here I am - send me

There before the beginning, 'Send me', You said
choosing to go the cross and die in my stead.
There in the garden great drops of blood you sweat
so determined to follow the pathway set.

'Father, not My will but Yours be done' You said.
Knowing all things before You still went ahead.
Carrying Your cross up Golgotha's hill You went
and there as a sacrifice Your life was spent.

For You climbed that steep hill to die in my stead.
On the cross of Calvary Your blood was shed.
Whilst hanging on that tree You took all the blame
and paid the penalty for my sinful shame.

'My God, why have You forsaken me', You cried
and then You laid down Your life for me and died.
It was for my transgressions that You hung there
and upon Your body my punishment bear.

Willingly You bore my sin and paid the price.
Willingly You gave Your life in sacrifice.
Willingly taking my infirmities
Willing bearing my iniquities.

Written after reading Hebrews 10: 7

poem by Royston
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While I do not hesitate to applaud certain aspects of the resolution honoring the sacrifices of our courageous soldiers who are risking their lives in Iraq, I cannot be supportive of capitalizing on these very sacrifices for political gain.

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Ask Myself

After many years of writing,
I used to ask myself all the time
was it really worth it all the sacrifices I gave.
The answer is now easy
and it is a three-letter word.
That little word is yes.
I may not have untold riches,
a posh car or a big house.
I have something more precious;
I can help all those in need.
Through my work,
I can teach humanity
of man-to-man or woman-to-woman,
whichever the case may be.
In addition, I no longer ask myself
if my sacrifices were in vain.

18 January 2008

poem by David Harris
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The gentleman

A gentle man is who makes petty sacrifices.
He has an eye for sacrifices in return.
He never hurts nor pleases unintentionally.
01.07.2007

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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How I Am For The Freedom God Has Given Me

God wants to remove all your doubts concerning who brings the victory in your life.We fear-sacrifices. But the thing is that we also make what sacrifices. When we are not living in the will of God.

poem by Susan Garelick
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Heroic Sacrifices To Achieve Poems

people adore poets artists from imaginative distances
romanticism myths stereotypes not reality still life realism
reality intrudes no shower shave writing in cold hot rooms

body boiling ripening as fast as sought poetic images
all sacrifices necessity endured by minds hearts souls
laying down life itself in heroic sacrifices to achieve poems

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Teacher Privileges

To be a teacher
is a privilege
the appreciation

of any student
humbles honours
us both in respect

true efforts
are rewarded
appreciated

even if often
sometimes
the road is hard

sacrifices made yet still
we run education race
until the end to the best

of our
abilities
to honour

our students
our duties
to parents to God.

Godspeed
to your work
sacrifices.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Lust Of Cold

There are times when you don't know what to do!
when you're choices are unbelievable made out of sacrifices you think you cannot bear to have..
because there are times when these sacrifices leads you to a lonely journey of life yet successful.
Like penguins, they'd chosen to stay together in the middle of a blizzard to regulate their body temperature and survive!
Together they can make it-yet not all the time, Sometimes they all die-buried in snow.
But sometimes one chooses to swim on the cold oceans and reach the tropical islands and live at least with no worries.
Yet a living without worries involves living without any factor to affect your life and one great factor is emotion.
-one who stops you to face your fate is your family which builds your emotion which breaks you down.
You need to be alone to succeed! but an instance where you succeed with them was of 99: 1 ratio.
Nearly impossible, Almost unreachable.So Non-achievable.

poem by Ellirie Aviles
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America.... Revolution, Or The Fall!

America, America,
your pale skinned death testifies!
the cross of your democracy laid down,
the blood on your hands names your guilt.
your bodies laid in soldiers' graves,
strewn across your planted fields.
while wild fires rage,
and your tenements boil,
as your children march to death.
the poverty of indifference,
strikes the bell that cannot ring.
while the wealthy drink the blood
of your disembodied men.
and your hallowed god turns his face,
disgusted by what he's seen.
blood sacrifices on your borders,
blood sacrifices in your mills.
your families driven from their homes,
while your prisons turn the wheel.
and the hungry walk your streets
wearing familiar shoes.
the haunting cry of liberty,
rattles against your walls.
while justice is bought and sold
in your sacred halls!
and the colors of eguality,
bleed into your angry streets.
your schools struck numb
by propaganda's thumb,
your daughters sold like meat.
America, America,
revolution, or the fall!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Forgotten and Left Behind

They are forgotten and left behind
In such a dark shadow no one can reach and find
There contribution and sacrifices for beloved country?
For lots of people to suffer under weight and misery

What more you need from people withy sprit?
They came forward with head in hand and lantern dimly lit?
We all adored at that time and promised heaven
A piece of land to live with peace and dream even

Thousand were sent behind bars to face torture
Bodies were torn apart with cruel wounds from hunter
Salt subbed on the wound to create deadly pain
What were they expected in turn to gain?

It is painful to keep population under subjugation
It is mother land that is occupied with no reason
How can mother be seen daily molested and raped?
It is shameful face daily to be seen and slapped

Thousands more can perish for the holy cause
We have decided and many more may come of course
The garden may blossom any time in future
We must have motherland freed from yokes for sure

Any country would lament the sacrifices made
When ideals and principles are bypassed and bade
What makes them to disregard its people and causes?
Is it mere greed or reckless thinking and sense?

We are aliens today in our own home
Totally neglected and not welcome
What to eat and what not to dream?
A little hut, open space and sun’s beam

We may tolerate little even if that is coming from our own brethren
If they fail to bother about us and pay little concern
We are not slave and yet may not prefer so
If they are same like those of invaders then they too must go

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ultimate Sacrifices Justified

"determination need to succeed
I will die before I fail
or die trying I concede
no other choices available
sacrifices must be made
all necessary hardships endured
crucial events demand
ultimate sacrifices"

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Love ever

Love is sacrifices
Trust your lover
You can love when
You both are clever
There is no trust
Do not love ever
Love is sacrifices
Trust your lover

poem by Raj Shende
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Republic Day of India

Let's celebrate Republic Day
With pomp and splendour
With brothers and sisters
But never forget
To remember
Remember the Freedom struggle
Remember the sacrifices of soldiers
The great freedom fighters
Remember the sacrifices of leaders
The great sons of the soil
Who died for the country
Fighting together
To attain freedom
Let's pay homage from heart's bottom
To the great dedicated sons
Who laid their lives into flame
Without name and fame
For the mother land
Joining hand in hand
With fellow citizens

poem by Shashikant Nishant Sharma
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