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Best Famous Shopping Mall Poems

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Written by Wendell Berry | Create an image from this poem

1991-I

 The year begins with war.
Our bombs fall day and night, Hour after hour, by death Abroad appeasing wrath, Folly, and greed at home.
Upon our giddy tower We'd oversway the world.
Our hate comes down to kill Those whom we do not see, For we have given up Our sight to those in power And to machines, and now Are blind to all the world.
This is a nation where No lovely thing can last.
We trample, gouge, and blast; The people leave the land; The land flows to the sea.
Fine men and women die, The fine old houses fall, The fine old trees come down: Highway and shopping mall Still guarantee the right And liberty to be A peaceful murderer, A murderous worshipper, A slender glutton, Forgiving No enemy, forgiven By none, we live the death Of liberty, become What we have feared to be.


Written by Barry Tebb | Create an image from this poem

TO LEEDS BIG ISSUE SELLERS

 When I come from the Smoke to visit my son on the ward

I see you everywhere: by the station, by the neon sign of ‘Squares’

By every shopping mall.
Leeds seems to have more of you than anywhere: How do you stand there for so many hours in freezing winds When most you solicit hurry by, saying to themselves, as do I, ‘Charity begins at home’ when you so often have no home? I tend to give my change to the desperate, silent huddled in blankets When all the warnings say I shouldn’t but who’s to judge The deserving from the addicted? Who but God can justly judge My feeling is we all must learn to give.

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