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Marigrace Carretero Poem
Why does a man break his back in labor?
in exchange for a short pleasure
Or run the dough to eat?
Why does he fetch water
and waste it on barren ground?
why does he swallow loads of fat
then suffer the pain or ill?I wonder why, i wonder, why?
has his brain been plugged
by senselessness?
i wonder why.
Copyright © Marigrace Carretero | Year Posted 2012
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She looks far away...
Across the fiery desert
Gasping breath,waiting...
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leaves fall on the ground,
dancing, Oh, glistening!
on the grass carpet.
Copyright © Marigrace Carretero | Year Posted 2016
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Marigrace Carretero Poem
OPEN YOUR HEART
There are children dying in the streets,
There are mothers who still live in fear
There are those whose world is still in shamble
Without peace , without love.
Open your heart and say that you care for them
Open your heart and tell them there is love
Open your heart and say that dreams still come true
Open your heart and show them you care.
If we can hold our hands together,
If we can give our very selves...
Then all the hatred and pain around us,
Will surely vanish ,
Love and peace shall abound
In the spaces of our hearts,
And soon the children of the world ahead
Will learn from us how to shape their hearts and shape them well
For those who are in need.
So, for now, let's learn to open our hearts.
Copyright © Marigrace Carretero | Year Posted 2013
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The Voice(After the Yolanda Surge)
I never thought they would still
Be able to see light
After the squabbles, the surge, the darkness...
I heard of the waves that swerved like a car
Crashed and pounded the dwellings
Of poor desperate souls...
I heard their voices , their cries, their wailing
On that night of November...though I was not there...
I felt the pain, penetrating my bones,
Smashing my heart, tearing my being into pieces
Like shattered glasses...
Now, thank God,the world extends its hands
The globe listens and prays with them, with us,
There were those who have died in agony but
I'm sure they live among us still...
The survivors still wail, but give out a sigh of relief
Our brothers in the south and in the north have come for us...
And bring us hope that
Tomorrow...all will be well...and for that
We are grateful.
Copyright © Marigrace Carretero | Year Posted 2013
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Love
Love is a song
My heart wants to sing.
Each time my heart throbs for you.
seldom do i close
My eyes at night
Thinking merely of you.
I wish i’d see
The bright dawn
Tomorrow with you.
Together, we’ll look up
The sky and kiss the sunrise
With our lips wet by dew
of spring-like hope
for the flowers in the fields
of melodious harmony
of singing larks
amidst the raindrops
on a sunny day.
A Walk to Remember
Copyright © Marigrace Carretero | Year Posted 2016
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There was a Little Girl…
There was a little girl
who would have wanted
like a falcon
soar the skies
and the ocean deep, would have braved
or roamed the wilds
and the flowery beds
she would have loved satiate her eyes with…
but into her world they stepped
and designed a life for her
she never had wished for …
There was a little girl,
who knew not why she did
what she wanted not to…
why they pressed on her
and dreamt for her
things she herself dreamt not of…
there was a little girl,
a bewildered little girl…
and if by chance
you meet some other little girls,
tell them then,
“Take courage , fight oppression
And allow others not
to shape your life for you”.
Copyright © Marigrace Carretero | Year Posted 2012
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Christmas
Christmas tells me to come home
And meet you in that old little hut
Where we used to throw at each other
Sticky ice cream cones.
Christmas reminds me of old days
Of songs that faded away
Of tale we used to tell
Under that crooked coconut tree.
Christmas lets me feel your soft touch
That warms my chilly hands.
It speaks to me of our laughter
Over not so funny jokes I remember.
Christmas speaks to me in the silence of my heart
About how the lessons I learned in my childhood
Have held in me a big part
Of what I understand now in my manhood
What it means to have lived as a child.
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Blinded creatures they are
"strained eyes" , I thought
I shiver and slap
the coarse and calloused faces
but they still remain unmoved...
the cunning serpent smiles
the lights grow dim
darkness fashions a devilish grin
as the serpent sticks
its venomous fangs
into the blinded creatures' abdomen
there is groaning
but still they remain
worshiping the serpent
whose slimy body
coils around them.
i sigh and look up
the gloomy sky
why?
Copyright © Marigrace Carretero | Year Posted 2016
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I
dreamt
of dreams i've
never
realized
that
others
never dreamt about
but made
them
come true.
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