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You’re our hero
The poor and impoverished 
Captive starving millions
Tears of anguish
Tears of dread

The cost of their Hero’s burial
Is too their debt
Their sacrifice 
The living for their leader 

The hungry little ones 
The world watches on
In fear

My Hero gave it all
His life
A willing sacrifice 
His perfect life
His perfect love
His cost
Our hatred
That we might live

His excruciating death
Has not left us comfortless
And soon to be 
Our resurrection of renewal

We the loyal few weep for what we did
His life for ours
The rest rejoice because you died
The world now looks on 
In fear

©? Brenda V Northeast              29 Dec. 2011


Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Date: 7/1/2017 3:43:00 AM
This poem is one to read over and over. It is clear and for me, beautiful in its necessary ambivalence. Thank you for sharing...Many wishes, Kai
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Date: 6/27/2017 12:36:00 PM
Words are not enough to express the feelings this poem made me feel. Continue to write more. Bless you!
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