Best Gies Poems
A very loyal woman was Miep Jan Gies,
Brave, caring, and really very wise -
She was confident and daring - On her some lives depended
Now, following her story, so many minds have mended.
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Considering the worsening situation for the Jews, the Franks decided to go into hiding in the secret annex of their office building. Miep gladly agreed to be a helper, bringing them food that she would gather from different grocers with ration cards.
She and her co-workers were able to keep the family hidden for over two years, but eventually they were betrayed. The annex was raided by the Nazis on August 4, 1944, and the occupants were sent to concentration camps. Miep found Anne Frank's diary and put it away for the family's return.
She was a great source of hope and motivation for the Franks; they couldn’t have lasted long without Miep’s help.
The desert wind scours the land
Home to all of civilized man
Ankhs hang from leather straps
No turkey gobbles nor Auntie naps.
Kids in mosques and chapels abound
Singing chants of eastern sound.
Genies squirm in lamps too tight
Images rise of Arabian nights.
Visitor you’ll find me over seas
In search an antiquarian gies.
No pumpkin pie or candied yams
Gathered around a table of clan.
Destiny has brought me here
Ancient pyramids now come clear
Yesterdays dreams, I do revere.
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Jean, Jean wis young an' alive till Ah gied her tatties and neeps;
Noo she's bein' seek as a dug, it fairly gies me the creeps.
Bonnie Mary O' Argyle took a trip tae the Brig O' Doon,
She took a dook oaf the parapet, ended up nearly bein' drooned!
Wee sleakit, cooerin', timorous beastie, ye must think it a sin!
Aw the lassies a' ever kent, wanted tae stab me wi' a pin.
Blythe Hae a' Been on Yon Hill, where a Tippling Ballad ah Wrote;
Gude Ale Keeps the Heart Aboon, when ye drink an awfy lote.
It’s not really there
So I’ve decided I’m
Giving up hope
Cold turkey
All it does is yield disappointment
An unwelcome house guest
Something is always wrong
There is always something to hope for
And hope- it serves up so much at one time
It gies you dreams all full of holes
Hopes are like empty promises
Mirages and artificial energy
It’s not really there
It’s not lasting
And it’s not worth having
But we all want it anyway
It’s the ultimate high
The sublime, irrational escape.
This world is full of noise,enough to burst,
your mind and destroy well being lust,
noise from traffic on ground and air,
from telly,s ,radios and everywhere.
Gies a break we aa bellow,
makin mair noise for fellow,
humans who walk the same path,
work it oot dae the math,
as oor cousins wid sey across the watter,
haud oan a meenit ah heed yer call,
whits wrang wi noise does it really matter.
Aye it does my fairweether freends,
caises pain in yins lugs and heid,
those wi issues hate this aa the time,
produces anxiousness and depressed need.
Get tae the wids trendies cry,
wildlife an trees wull help ye fly,
even in the daurkest realms of root,
tae mony bodies causing mair noise.
Jumpin in secluded pools delighted shouts,
or faaing fae the heevens oan broken sheets,
flapping ,twirling adrenalin urging,
Bikes hurtling alaang secret paths,
get oot the wey comes the noisy cry,
Lets shoot the craw and leave this place,
seek oot the spots tae find yer solace.
"Why wasn't God watching" ~ from the song Georgia Lee by Tom Waits
Genocide.
I can't remember exactly how shocked I was
learning about genocide
when we studied the Holocaust in elementary school.
Later, I read books about it:
Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank,
My, Friend, Anne Frank by Hannah Pick-Goslar,
Anne Frank Remembered by Miep Gies,
Man's Search for Meaning by Viktor Frankl,
etc.
Those books replaced faceless victims,
living long ago, and far away,
to some extent,
with a real people,
in some sense,
in the room with me,
into my life -
so sad,
so unbelievable.
Brave people tried to help,
but ignorance, apathy, and evil
won the day.
There was a measure of comfort -
that was long ago,
that was far away,
I'm not like the evil perpetrators,
good people didn't know,
and, by pure luck,
at least I'm not a vulnerable victim.
At first, I thought history's largest scale,
most notorious genocide
was a freak historical occurrence.
Now, it seems genocide is the rule, not the exception,
repeating in every continent,
in every century,
throughout history.
Have we learned anything?
Do we care?
I don't know.
Do your own research - or don't.
According to Wikipedia,
"a United Nations special committee,[43] Amnesty International,[44] Médecins Sans Frontières,[45] B'Tselem,[46] Physicians for Human Rights–Israel,[47] International Federation for Human Rights,[48] numerous genocide studies and international law scholars[49] (including the International Association of Genocide Scholars),[50][51] and many other experts, Israel is committing genocide against the Palestinians during its ongoing blockade, invasion, and bombing of the Gaza Strip""
At least 60,138 people have died in Gaza - 1 out of 37
70% of Palestinians killed in Gaza are women and children.
100% of the population is experiencing high levels of acute food insecurity.
Is all this death and misery really necessary for self-defense?
Genocide.
I know.
Sometimes, I wish I didn't.