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War Mentality

They come from a different era
where patriotism is a just cause
they would fight for the true blue
never mind who was right or wrong

they stood staunch and egos proud
their chest out, backs straight and chins up
they come from an old style of thinking
I fight today as my father and grandfather did too.

fighting for an eye for an eye tooth for a tooth
I will die to serve my country even if its a lie
if you try to invade our land
we will come and conquer you

we are defenders of the truth
but the old timers forget
and the young ones have a narrow point of view
there was a time when the immigrants were Irish, Italians and jews

racism was rampant and that hasn't changed
Christians today still preach
'Jesus is savior they say repent your evil ways
pushing their rhetoric just like the roman empire did

amazingly America seems to be doing the same
history seems to repeat itself time and time again
war, religion, oil and what we perceive  as freedom
we invade again and again and call it defending democracy

yet the intelligence comes from spies and other governments
because they have shared interests in different types of policy
they all carefully choose their words
because one slip of the lip could trigger war as it has happened before

todays war on terrorism is a campaign designed  to instill pain 
and un-trust to drain our resources from us 
And our leader claimed up front this is not a religious war
yet he paraphrases from the bible we'll get those evil doers

you see bush fooled our religious leaders too.
he used their belief in Jesus he tricked 'em all just to get their vote
he claims he's a born again Christian and this Christians embraced him holly
but then one day bush spoke to Jesus and asked what to do with Iraq

Jesus responded Invade that country
Now dont get me wrong Jesus was not about war 
he taught of peace, love and compassion
however his message has been twisted and turned over time 

and history shows the hands of Christian religious leaders are always bloody
because they twist the truth to control dictatorship is always the goal
Bush had been plaining war before a judge handed him the seat
on his first day he signed a bill into law prevent any criminal charges against him

Copyright © Ron Flatow | Year Posted 2007



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Gratitude

I am grateful for the air I breathe.
I am grateful for the opportunities I receive
I am grateful for the sun, moon and stars above
I am grateful for the words I rhyme
I am grateful for thee love I feel 
I am grateful for the visions I see
I am grateful for the abilities within me
I am grateful for the people I meet
I am grateful for the smile I show
I am grateful for the car I drive
I am grateful that I have learned hoe to live rather than survive
I am grateful for the food I eat
I am grateful for my state of mind
I am grateful for the paper
I am grateful for the pen
I am grateful for all the teachers that have given me confirmation in my life
I am grateful for my ego and the euphoric moments it brings
I am grateful for my passions for without passion there is no drive
I am grateful for my faults for they teach me humility
I am grateful to feel empathy for this teaches me about compassion
I am grateful for joy for this keeps the child playing inside
I am grateful for my prankster ways
I am grateful for the birds flying high and free
I am grateful form the oceans and trees
I am grateful that I can hear melody’s riding on a breeze
I am grateful for the person that I am.
I am grateful for what I represent.
I am grateful that I am a tool
I am grateful that spirit flows through me
I am grateful that I am blessed
I am grateful that I am a messenger
I am grateful that I can convey to uplift
I am grateful that I can inspire
I am grateful people will hear to listen to what I say
And I am grateful to people whom are motivated by me whom recognize what 
they need.
I offer a sincere thank you 
With my hands together a prayer of gratitude to all of you
I am of the light. I am a Melchizedek priest
Blessing  and peace…..

Copyright © Ron Flatow | Year Posted 2007

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Never Giving Up (Revised)

(Verse 1)
There’s an aching in my back
An my knees are buckling in
My body’s hurt n bruised
friends r’ say ‘n take a step back ‘n relax

(Bridge)
got so much on my mind  
faster and faster I here myself say
I cant give up when I’m half way through
pure determination drives me hard and true

(Hook)
Never giving up
I can see it now the sun is shine ‘n on me
Never giving up
I’m almost there the inspiration I need

(Verse 2
The devil can try to slow me down
Putting all those boundaries road blocks round
But without a flinch in my face
I’ll jump up move and around 
 
(Bridge)
My destiny is calling to me 
Got lots to accomplish no time to tire
There’s a sunrise coming up in my face
My dreams are right there I’m following through

(Hook x 2) 
Never giving up
been a long time but the sun is shine ‘n on me
Never giving up
I never looked back now I see inspiration in front of me

Copyright © Ron Flatow | Year Posted 2007

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The Searching (1995)

I’ve been dying inside for so many years
I’ve bee searching for a cure
I try so hard to understand what my body is telling me
I can feel my heart aching, the void I feel is so strong
I’ve been searching for ways to fill what was never given as a boy
I had love once and for a time my heart and soul were content
But I put my happiness at jeopardy long ago
And since that time I just haven’t been the same
I’ve accomplished so many things in such a short time
But I’m being engulfed by rage anger
The beast within my soul will not leave me alone
My heart, mind and soul are not sound
I can feel that I am at war with myself
I’ve been exercising my body and mind 
But my soul is lost in the abyss
This hollow feeling of loneliness
So many emotion are building up inside
My quest for happiness seems to be an endless journey.
I’m breathing so heavy lately and 
the pain within my chest grows stronger
the building of my foundation is weighing me down
the child inside is hiding but I can hear him crying
my smile has disappeared and my eyes have become so sad.
I have no strong religious belief.
I’ve been seeking exodus in so many alternate ways.
They say you must love yourself first
In order to gain peace with your own inner beast
I must face all of my fears, it is only then that this dead and 
empty feeling will heal the child inside.

Copyright © Ron Flatow | Year Posted 2007

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Over Coming Fear

the courage to confront ones fears
to accomplish ones desires and 
manifest ones goals 
even in the adversity where others don’t believe as you do
following the strength of your heart
will retain the flame of your dreams
when you feel that adrenaline coursing through you body
and your mind becomes a blur of confusion
over coming that fine line of fear
when droplets of sweat appear on your brow
and your body temperature begins to rise
a thought will finally break past uncertainty
over coming fear to achieve ones passion
means never giving up on yourself.

Copyright © Ron Flatow | Year Posted 2006



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That Magical Guitar

One Night in a deep sleep
I heard it singing to me 
I woke and stood in amazement
Rubbed my eyes in disbelief
It turned to face me 
my heart began to race
but I was not afraid
I could feel it
a magical breeze of gentle music
somehow, someway I knew it was part of me
the rhythm, A sweet melody
it freed the little boy inside

Six strings playing that perfect hymn
that magical melody
it can never die

that magical guitar
playing with the glow of harmony
playing love and laughter for ever girl and boy

that magical guitar
its a special medicine for the world 
that magical melody
just listen closely
you can hear the rhyming chimes

that magical guitar
hold it in your hands
that magical melody
close your eyes let it sing to you

that magical guitar
with every strum
another child smiles

that magical guitar
with every note another childs walks
that magical guitar
with every chord played 
another child sings, dances, laughs and loves eternally

That magical guitar
and that magical melody

Copyright © Ron Flatow | Year Posted 2006

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Chaos

We are the world which we create, our thoughts are many, 
our ideas and actions are brought forward from our intent, 
our concepts to progress only help in separating us from our selves further. 
We are the masters of our own illusions and we are the victims to our own 
devices creating our desires yet fooled by our own ego to perceive its realism. 
We are more than what we appear to be but our concepts, perceptions and 
beliefs play host to our own deceptions as we choose to fool others in turn we 
fool ourselves and yet we are none the wiser.

Copyright © Ron Flatow | Year Posted 2006

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When I Was a Child

It started when I was a child
I was a kid with a gift
That no one understood or recognized
Instead of loved I was picked on and ostracized

However I blocked it all out
But little by Little its all coming back
Like layers of an onion
That held me tightly wrapped

Bits and pieces of my memory
That were hidden away in code
Deep within my mind a door was closed
I?ve reached in to remember because my life is now in jeopardy

All the emotional and sexual abuse that I closed off to survive
Has been staring at me sabotaging my life
This life is not what I have dreamed and I am dying inside
And if I don?t face the truth of what was done to me 

Then I will surely become the monster that I despise
And as the tears bellow up
I again take another breath
Like soot in a fireplace and a hair ball in a cat

I cough up the toxic memories
As images flash through my mind
With my face in the toilet I begin to cry
My body begins to stiffen as nausea rises to the top

I then begin to wail from deep in my chest
It?s a hideous cry that sends chills down my spine
As I grit my teeth and hang on for dear life
A thought runs through my mind why.. why.. why.. why.

I?m tired of the black outs
I?m tired of the fear
I?m tired of the loneliness that have held me prisoner here
I?m tired of the pain and suffering that has come in my parents name

I?m tired of all the trauma and I?m tired of all the drama
I?m tired of the neglect that?s been perpetrated on my soul
Keep your hands off of me, keep your beliefs away from me
From all the mental abuse and all the negative remarks
And you still don?t see how you?ve damaged my sensitive heart
 
I?m tired of hearing all the denial
I?m tired of hearing how there is nothing wrong with you
I?m tired of you blaming everyone else but you
I?m tired of hearing how you hate this and you hate that

I?ve tried for years to heal this wound
But it seems to have spread to my nephew too
I don?t know what else to do
I even ruined my only serious relationship to get revenge

In my mind I justified their crime 
From all the bad advice and all the dysfunctional decisions
And I thought I was reversing everything 
When I vowed never to get married and have kids
But that sabotaging act has done me more damage

Copyright © Ron Flatow | Year Posted 2010

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It Takes Two To Tango

I admit what I did was wrong
And for six months I tried to hold out and be strong
But your sister’s advances were persistent
She just didn’t want to leave me alone

She would grope me in the basement
And kiss me in the corridor
She’d feel me in the kitchen
And whisper she can do me better as long as I didn’t tell a soul

She would touch me in the basement just behind the storage wall
Then she would stroke me in the boiler room and have herself a ball
Your sister was promiscuous and didn’t care to stop
All she wanted was to steel me from you so she climbed up on top

In her mind she was older
And tried to justify her lustful actions as being right
And even though she too had a boy friend
Her jealousy ran deep because it was me she wanted to keep

Her imagination had convinced me too 
That you were sleeping between the sheets
She planted this view in the back of my mind of John and you
I didn’t know and couldn’t discern what was right

She didn’t want a condom
She made that very clear
All she wanted was my seed
So she rode me like a bull to breed

From the stroking and petting
To the hugging and tonguing
She would bend over easy 
But wouldn’t swallow a drop

A thought comes to mind 
Why do I post this on line
Because this is only part of the story
To simply hurt you the way you did me

They say karma has a kick
That is fine with me 
I have a temper with an onion to peel
I hold back no more as the truth shall set me free

From our actions to our deeds
My desires as a writer run deep
In Buddhism they say to reflect and let go and be saved 
or give your pain to Jesus and everything will be ok

I have triggered a beast of suppressed anger by remembering
I have danced through fire the door way of lust
I sacrificed my heart and created a hole in my soul
But I could not save a love that meant the most to me

Copyright © Ron Flatow | Year Posted 2010

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When You Believe

When you believe emotions are not just a women’s thing
When you believe a relationship is based on trust, truth and openness
When you believe intimacy is part of a sacred union 
When you believe a friendship is more than just communication

Let love guide you here
Let my eyes touch your soul
Let me be the one
Let us learn together
Let us dance in the sun

When you believe a kiss is the ingredient for passion 
When you believe holding hands is the beginning of a spiritual bond
When you believe in supporting the one you love is through a simple act of kindness
When you believe that compassion is not just through words but action

Let love guide you here
Let my eyes touch your soul
Let me be the one
Let us learn together
Let us dance in the sun

When you believe embracing your inner child helps to grow emotionally
when you believe jumping in a puddle while it’s pouring out is ok
When you believe in poetry of the heart is the intimacy of the soul 
When you believe that your heart beat is the pulse to life everyday

Let love guide you here
Let my eyes touch your soul
Let me be the one
Let us learn together
Let us dance in the sun

When you believe that through your eyes you can see your lover’s soul
When you believe that intimacy is not just a sexual thing
When you believe through the act of compassion we can heal a wounded heart
When you believe in forgiveness and are not afraid to cry

Let love guide you here
Let my eyes touch your soul
Let me be the one
Let us learn together
Let us dance in the sun

When you believe in everyday blessings
When you believe in the diversity of creativity
When you believe that gods love is the universal language
When you believe in the strength a family provides and its ties

Let love guide you here
Let my eyes touch your soul
Let me be the one
Let us learn together
Let us dance in the sun

Copyright © Ron Flatow | Year Posted 2010

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