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  317.     

I

The self-reference
in each person
as 'I', is unique

Such as designates
all other persons
you, uniquely too.

If I is perceived
who is it
that perceives, but I?

From the context
of who I am
is the awareness of I

My identity
in the generality
the identity of each

So that I
is one, participated in
by who we are.
 
shreyoushi patel

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  318.     

(aam) Priests Are They For Real?

So alas! I found my faith gets troubled
So despair the feeling gets boggled
So confused by their outfit and weird appearances
So disturbing and confusing to my normal senses

Priests oh! Priests full of pretenses and disguises
Go away! and seek your own identities and true manteaus
Go away! and do not utter and act like God’s sent Saints
For there is no truth to what you are trying to paint

Be truthful and face your true identity
Do not use the true meaning of God’s tranquility
For now your flocks are being challenge by society
As false prophets full of deviation from norms of a Deity

Be brave and learn not to accept celibacy as one of the truths
It is not a way to Sainthood but rather one of the mistruths
Time for a change as the world begs to heed a normal life
After all “YOU” are all human that needs to live a human life
 
Edwin Alba Empestan

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  319.     

Hilda

I know a woman she is forty three
And she still search for an identity
I'm still a stranger to myself she say
And in the maze of life I've lost my way.

Retrenched from her job earlier this year
She does not know where she is going from here
She now live on welfare a quarter of her wage
And her barrier to employment is her age.

With job seekers half of her age she must compete
And she feels that by time she has been beat
At forty three on the wrong side of time
And employers see her as well beyond her prime.

She was a young woman twenty years ago
And Hilda herself still doesn't seem to know
Where her life's going to, she feels a lost soul
And a bleak looking future on the dole.

I know a woman she is unemployed
And out of work to her means loss of pride
And though on her birthday she was forty three
She still searches for an identity.
 
Francis Duggan

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  320.     

950. Mother, Demolish My Identity! Let Me Go Out Of Ego Cover! 240208

Amma,

As a floating balloon traps air from atmosphere
My little self is ensnared by ‘I’ encircling sphere!
Prick the wall! Let the air out to be one with sky
Crush the ‘I’! Let the self out to be one with thy!

As a floating sealed earthen pot of water in Ganges
My identity blocks all way that self with Self mergence
Break the pot! Let the water mingle with Holy River
Demolish my identity! Let me go out of ego cover!

As the charismatic silence is being the language of Love
Why the stupid mind is always engaged chattering loud?
As blissful state is my true nature in vigilance full
Why am I chased by sorrow pertained to body small?

As the ever expanding space is my dwelling place
Why am I bound in a fragile body with nine holes?
As all the objects under universe ever belong to me
Why am I after trivial things, bound by senses five? 240208
 
Raman Savithiri

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