Lyric Holocaust Poems | Lyric Poems About Holocaust

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Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?

Copyright © Dan Keir | Year Posted 2013


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TOMMYROT

TOMMYROT


Flabbergasted – a swimming head

A cold intrusion

A sullen bed.

Cantankerousness

Apt delusion

Inept in death

Dyspeptic relation

Cryptic tree

Unjust incarceration

Liberate me.

Copyright © Joel Thornton | Year Posted 2015

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The Coming of the Nothing

Collegiates and learned mercenaries
Await their time to lead the willing minions
As lemmings, suicide seems ordinary
Both deaf and blind, devoid of all opinions

Ageless as time itself, she waits
An elixir of evolution
Needing no cure, no answers
No humankind solution

What stops us moving forward
What keeps us all enchained
What keeps the starving hungry
What drives a world insane

A galaxy here, a universe there
Speckled by constellations
But man it seems is content to fight
For the sake of his small nation

Black as an empty starless night
Deep as the hungry ocean
Timeless as death, on its endless flight
In a time of perpetual motion

What stops us moving forward
What keeps us all enchained
What keeps the starving hungry
What drives a world insane 

When will it end, God only knows
As greed alone inspires us
Old Earth, its very soul exposed
To MAN...IT'S LIVING VIRUS!!!

Copyright © peter walsh | Year Posted 2014


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It Smells Like Death

I am just a bird
I couldn't stop them if I wanted
Yes, I saw the bodies huddled for warmth
I didn't know then, though!
Yes, I saw fences and guards
Why do they need so much protection?
Why do I smell flesh, smoke, vomit?
It smells like death.
I hear young children shout for their moms
Then, a gunshot.
Then, nothing.
A little child falls.
Next I taste tears and sweat
Of young men and women alike
Are those what they are?
The crippled bodies strewn about?
I feel the heat of fire,
The cut of barbed wire.
But what do I know?
I am just a bird.

Copyright © Scarlett Hanley | Year Posted 2017

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DESTRUCTION DAY

IT’S A WARNING, PEOPLE BEWARE PREPARE YOUR MIND, ATOMIC BOMB SCARE FIND YOURSELF, AN UNDERGROUND SHELTER OR BE TRAPPED OUTSIDE, IN HELTER SKELTER BATTLE ARMAGEDDON, IS COMING SOON LIKE MODERN DAY TOMBSTONE, AT HIGH NOON (bridge) IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING DESTRUCTION DAY IT’S NOT THE BLAST, IT’S TOXIC RADIATION LEVEL ALL THE CITIES, DESTROY THE NATION UNITED STATES, RUSSIA, CHINA AND IRAN THINK ABOUT YOUR CHILDREN, SURVIVAL PLAN SOONER THAN YOU THINK, LIFE WILL BE OVER THIS IS A MESSAGE FOR ALL TO TAKE COVER (chorus) IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING DESTRUCTION DAY IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING GET ON YOUR KNEES AND PRAY THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING, PEOPLE BEWARE PERPARE YOUR MIND ATOMIC BOMB SCARE UNITED STATES, RUSSIA, CHINA AND IRAN THINK ABOUT YOUR CHILDREN, SURVIVAL PLAN THIS IS A MESSAGE FOR ALL TO TAKE COVER SOONER THAN YOU BLINK, IT WILL ALL BE OVER (chorus) IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING DESTRUCTION DAY IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING, IT’S COMING GET ON YOUR KNEES AND PRAY (repeat chorus) DESTRUCTION DAY IS COMING LEARN HOW TO PRAY

Copyright © Warner Baxter | Year Posted 2014

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Sarajevo Suicide - 1995

     SARAJEVO SUICIDE -1995
If only I'd the heart to be
the stronger of the two of we,
perchance I'd find you hiding here
and part of who is you and me.

But merciless, love gives no clue
from whence it comes, nor goes into;
the time of day it might appear,
then leave, the very same as you.

I have no mind for fickle thought
nor pain that loving you has brought
if worth my time, I'd hold life dear
though Sarajevo knows it not;

tomorrow's not another day
but in  tonight I cannot stay
so I have need to leave from here
from my own hand and my own way.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet

Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2013

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Holocaust

The people wish for love
Reaching out for the above
The stars have turned around
All this reaching brings them down

The people pray for more
They lost their love the day before
Now god has closed his eyes
When will they see what they’ve denied?

The people ask for death
Too tired of love to feel their breath
No answers to forgive
The questions raised and why they lived

The dead can see the end
Red shadows climbing in their heads
Pure nothing in control
As they become the blackest holes

Some people rose again
The dead are proof of why they came
To hold onto their own
To remember why they’re not alone

Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2007

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THE END Just gonna happen

It may be now;
it might be later;
All I know is

just gonna happen
just gonna happen

The end

God said

just gonna happen
just gonna happen

Well

gonna take this blue green earth
all this filty turf
it might be now or it might be later;

just gonna happen
just gonna happen

The END

do you wanna be my friend
No you say, you just don't care

just gonna happen, just gonna happen
What kind of world we living in 
When no one cares or cares;
Am I dreaming
I want to be in the Arms of the Father;
but the longer I wait for His arrival;
just gonna happen
He's gonna come
coming down from heaven like He left the earth
I await HIs arrival

Just gonna happen, gonna happen
We I (we ) be ready

The End
just gonna happen
just gonna happen
well you see do you wanna be my friend;
you see
just gonna happen
The End
I can hardly wait for Jesus to part the skies
come down to earth just like He risen;

just gonna happen

It's all over time;
Its over time He is coming back
Jesus is coming
And this ole world shall be destroyed;
This world shall be renewed;
just gonna happen the end, not to late to be my, my friend;

global warming the end
children up rising the end
churches fighting, while still inviting each one is the only right;
blood running down city streets;
elderly and children have no medicines and not enough to eat
now one falling on their knees;
today nobody taking time to pray;
no one saying I Love you, now today;
It's The END
do you wanna be my friend;
just gonna happen
just gonna happen
so I write these lyrics, with paper and pen;
type it on computer/key board, do you still wanna read. . .
just gonna happen my friend
just gonna happen the END
Mighty God, Lord God save me from your wraft;
Mighty God, Wonderful Lord above give me another chance;
Free me from my sinful spiritual chains;
I am embracing my new name
just gonna happen
I've been redeemed, save by the blood of your sacrifice;
No this isn't a dream
Hallelujah and I thank you
Get me out of here before the fall
 reader, "do you wanna still be my friend;
even tho I'm singing bout 
THE END

Written by James Edward Lee Sr.  from the Anthology "Really"2017(c)

Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2017

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Tyrant Blues

You ruled your home like a tyrant
Everyone was afraid
That you'd come home one day and take
The coins out of their arcade

You ruled your home like a tyrant
You made everybody cry
On her wedding day your daughter left
Without looking you in the eye

You ruled your home like a tyrant
Kept chains on all the wheels
I once watched your son crawl down the road
To see how concrete feels

You ruled your home like a tyrant
With your torch and your masonry nails
Family nights were just an excuse
To pass notes saying "Get out of jail"

You ruled your home like a tyrant
That's no way to treat a spouse
Even I would hold my breath
Whenever setting foot in that house 

You ruled your home like a tyrant
Dead parakeets everywhere
On hot days we could catch the smell
Of burning animal hair 

You ruled your home like a tyrant 
I hope you proved your point
There's no one determined
As a broad-faced German 
with his nose so out of joint.

Copyright © Keith Dovoric | Year Posted 2017

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Christmas with the Ones We Know and Love

Broke man all a-shiver
On another winter’s eve
He don’t have far to venture
Has nothing up his sleeves

I wonder, Where’s his Paradise tonight?

Child in a doorway
In a building, all ramshackle 
Sees mother on the bedspread
This year there’ll be no travel

Tell me, where’s her Paradise tonight?

So sing another carol, play another tune
Maybe there’ll be snowflakes from above
Take your time reflecting 
In your decorated room 
Spending Christmas
With the ones you know and love 

In the Limbo of the gutter,
Lost souls sleep with gin
No ties with the earthbound
And no pardons from their sin 

But will they dwell in Paradise tonight? 

Nations of corruption
Tied up to golden stakes
If they should push a button,
Would they clean the mess it makes?

Do they see themselves as Paradise tonight?

And sing another carol, and play another tune
And maybe there’ll be snowflakes from above
Take some time reflecting 
In our decorated rooms 
Spending Christmas
With the ones we know and love.

Copyright © Keith Dovoric | Year Posted 2017

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End of the Line

END OF THE LINE


Oh, I  I cry when I realized it's the end of time
Oh, I  I denies there's no peace to share none blind
Oh, I  I am surprised by the news being rendered
Oh, I  I it is patients deprived and it is surrendered

Can't stay on knees wondering my prayers are answered (it's the end of the line)
Wondering if God is really here and does He care about us (it's the end of the line)
This world is so corrupt none to trust covered in cancers (it's the end of the line)
Yet people everywhere go on being idle dancers


Oh, I  I know we are all tired
Oh, I  I should be mad as fire
Oh, I  I can be held accountable
Oh, I  I shall not be disabled

As it seems to settle down, it's the end of the line
Traveling far, far, so far away, it's the end of the line
No one left here, no one is found, it's the end of the line
People still refusing to say


Oh, I  I cry when I realized it's the end of time
Oh, I  I denies there's no peace to share none found
Oh, I  I am surprised by the news being rendered
Oh, I  I it is patients deprived and it is surrendered

Running out of parcel got no place to lay my head and...
The world is so corrupted and in need of prayer
I got my bags pack just in case I need to leave this land
So got up and left in my heart I belief no one care


Oh, I  I still believe the world gonna end soon
Oh, I  I will instill myself before the impending doom
Oh, I  I believe in the power of life must go on
Oh, I  I see the developing powers I'll be  strong

Oh, I  I cry when I realized it's the end of time
Oh, I  I deny there's no peace to share none blind
Oh, I  I am surprised by the news being rendered
Oh, I  I it is patients deprived and it is surrendered
As I come to, the end of then line

11/20/17

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Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2017