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When You Hear Of My Passing

When you hear of my passing
Will it make you pause … and think of Life gone by
Or will you just shrug, look away, not even a sigh.
When you hear of my passing
Will it touch you enough to squeeze out one tear
Or will you continue to act as if I was never here.

When you hear of my passing
Will you at least raise your hands in prayer
Show the relatives that, deep down, you care.
When you hear of my passing
Will it warm a memory in your cold, cold heart
Will you appreciate my total love from the start.

When you hear of my passing
Slowly read these words that you did not want to hear
Acknowledge the one-way love, and the price paid so dear.
When you hear of my passing
Think of the mothers who poisoned and twisted our Fate
My father and I, you and I, we learn this much too late.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2018.

Next Year In Khazaria

Eliezer Ben-Yehuda
Born 1852, in Vitebsk Oblast, Belarus.

Chaim Weizmann
Born 1874, near Pinsk, Belarus.

Vladimir Ze’ev Jabotinsky
Born 1880, in Odessa, Ukraine.

Joseph Trumpeldor
Born 1880, in Pyetigorsk, Russia.

Yitzhak Ben-Zivi
Born 1884, in Poltava, Ukraine.

David Remez
Born 1886, in Kopys, Belarus.

Israel Shochat
Born 1886, in Lyskovo, Belarus.

Alexander Zaid
Born 1886, in Irkutsk Oblast, Serbia.

David Ben-Gurion
Born 1886, in Plonsk, Poland.

Eliyahu Golomb
Born 1893, in Vawkavysk, Belarus.

Moshe Sharett
Born 1894, in Kherson, Ukraine.

Levi Eshkoll
Born 1895, in Kiev, Ukraine.

Golda Meir
Born 1898, in Kiev, Ukraine.

Avraham Stern
Born 1907, in Suwalki, Poland.

Menachem Begin
Born 1913, in Brest, Belarus.

Moshe Dayan
Born 1915, on a kibbutz in Palestine
Parents emigrated from Ukraine.

Yitzhak Shamir
Born 1915, in Ruzhany, Belarus.

Chaim Herzog
Born 1918, in Belfast, Ireland
Father born in Lomza, Poland
Mother born in Latvia.

Yitzhak Rabin
Born 1922, in Jerusalem, Palestine
Father from Ukraine, mother from Belarus.

Shimon Peres
Born 1923, Wiszniew, Belarus.

Ariel Sharon
Born 1928, in Palestine.
Parents emigrated from Belarus.

Benjamin Netanyahu
Born 1949, in Tel Aviv, Israel
Father born in Warsaw, Poland
Mother born in Petah Tikva, Palestine
Grandparents from Belarus.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2018.

Mantra

Why should we limit our Selves by only paying homage
To the lower-class man paid to die fighting his counter self
A mindful man may show as reckless a courage
Daring to enter into the abyss of himself.

(wordplay with W. B. Yeats).

(c) Satori Publishing, 2018.

Life In Four Lines

Since the dawn of time scratching the head to ignite
Trudging daily on the treadmill to preserve the spark
The very last thought is like the switching off of a light
No-body is conscious of the worm in the dark.

(c)Satori Publishing, 2018.

Not Your Fault

Shame? Depression?
Sit alone and cry?
Lay down and die?
Your fault you were broken?

No! No! No! Know this —-
The break is not weakness
You live to fight another day
The fracture will set stronger
AT THE POINT IT WAS BROKEN
Stand up!! A complete person
God’s creation, a thing of Wonder!

(c)Satori Publishing, 2018.

Quietude

Controlled breathing, belly deep, puts the brakes on Conscious Thought
In at nose, hold, out of mouth, empty lungs, reduces the chatter to nought
Rich oxygen to a quiet mind is the creative food for thought
Silence aids victory when the big battles are fought.

(c)Satori Publishing,2018.

Be

Be an Artist
Be a god
Create your own universe
Create your own creatures
Breathe life into the chapter and verse
Your progeny, your features
Be a god
Be an Artist.

(c) Satori Publishing,2017.

Lahore City

Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
The girls in your city are pretty I’m sure
But in Lahore they’re pretty just a little bit more
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty.

When you want to get away from every vulture
Take a trip to Lahore, city of historic culture
The jewellery quarter has diamonds and pearls
But nothing as precious as the golden girls
All the parks have peacocks strolling on the lawns
All the gardens have ladies parading their finest gowns
The flowers in bloom will make your heart sigh
You can have heaven without having to die

Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
The girls in your city are pretty I’m sure
But in Lahore they’re pretty just a little bit more
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty.

Early in the morning when Lahore is bathed in sunshine
Or at dusk when she seems to be wearing silk so fine
Listen and recite, there’s a poem on every street corner
Every sight and sound sings a song in her honour
Taste the food so lush it has certain powers
Her perfume is sweeter than all the flowers
Every pretty girl you see will make you cry
You can have heaven without having to die

Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
The girls in your city are pretty I’m sure
But in Lahore they’re pretty just a little bit more
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty.

Every sense, every emotion magnified
Every nerve in my body electrified
I am wired to every star in the sky
My heart is a kite ready to fly
If you want further proof
Meet me up on the roof
Look at all the sweet angels walking by
You can have heaven without having to die

Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
The girls in your city are pretty I’m sure
But in Lahore they’re pretty just a little bit more
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2017.

In Praise Of Practise

There is no secret, no magic pill, no easy way in
Methodical practise is the key if you want to win
Deliberate practise designed to make progress
Aim the practise at the target for sweet success
The new rises from the old as you fuel the burning
Fresh repetition is the mother of all creative learning
Get Father Time on your side if you want glory in the sun
You cannot stop his hands but you can make his feet run

Every second, every minute, every hour of every day of your life
Take a stand on the edge of the blade and sharpen the knife
You have to shovel a mountain to find a diamond
You have to obey the laws of supply and demand
The more you demand it the more it will be supplied
The more you practise it the more you will be qualified
Rage against the Mediocre too busy doing nothing
Rage against the Wannabe wanting something for nothing

Natural talent just sitting around is a jerk
Natural talent has to be honed with hard work
The one who practises the hard will turn it to easy
The one who practises the most will turn it to reality
Talent is good but practise makes it better
Talent is good but practise makes it greater
All greatness is a mix of certain passions
And a certain number of practise sessions

You must have the desire and the will to practise the skill
Practise the techniques till you are ready to make the kill
How can you move forward if you do not practise?
How can you improve further if you do not practise?
Put your back into it, put your heart into it
Put your mind to it, pour your soul into it
Patience, patience, learning the craft takes time
The more the grape ripens the sweeter the wine

Practise with love … that is the key lesson
Practise what you love with energetic passion
Practise with the belief that you will reach your goal
Practise with the knowledge that it is in your control
Imagine it … and practise it till it is real
Practise the dream till it is a done deal
Never forget the golden rule to winning
Set your eyes on the prize, and keep practising.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2017.