Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.
Enter Title (Not Required)
Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Keening mothers holding children charred Black or sometimes white depending on the nature of or the time spent in the flame I suppose we're each and every one to blame Sweet young faces frozen in forever fright These days I look forward to the night bless the fading light when it's easier not to see and much more comfortable for me In the daylight I have learned to turn my back to the ululating ladies dressed in black Who scream their grief and prayers for vengeance to an unseen entity A God with whom I choose to disagree Can this cancer known as man ever learn how not to kill will we ever drink our fill of all the baby blood we spill For now Our predatory passion won't be still whether good or evil both we watch the children burn And as far as the babies are concerned If they're not baptized are they going straight to Hell? There's at least a million who are more than glad to die Whose vengeance brings them glory from on high their reward a paradise of sensual delights Allah Akbar! God is great they cry. Here we are east and west Son and daughter Father Mother Sister Brother Each one knowing it's Gods' will to kill the other We provoke our God to shame when we feed the very flame that we should smother. I guess one bad turn deserves another. I just heard both of our Gods cry
Enter Author Name (Not Required)