Best Persecute Poems

1.
Why do we persecute this Jesus?
this Palestinian Jew, with claim
to one almighty God?
Ahh! let me home, it’s all too
much, and no avail.

so I Longinus, leader...

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We are the children
of the Four
A wandering race
The leaves, trees
and streams feed us
The earth, water and
winds sustain us
We belong to no man
A race so
complicated
You talk...

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in a dusty old Amsterdam attic
Anne Frank finds refuge
outside the menacing Gestapo
seeks wordsmiths to persecute

Anne adds another page to her diary
memories of Frankfurt
blurred by pains...

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Watching the television
Reading the news
I ask not for your views
your case for war is farcical
Your indifference to human suffering is immoral
Yet you call yourselves men...

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Very silently step by step
In the dark it slowly crept
Until one day, to my surprise
The world I knew, I could not recognize
Little bits first then...

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There was a little boy so blue
amongst the pain of life he grew

He wondered where he'd be one day
so Satan helped to lead the way

He...

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And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice. There...

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Jaimin sir, a kind man, with smile cute,
Prepared for supporting me in lawsuit
Is ready to fight against any odd acute;
Managing school and university with astute.
In...

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People whom are haters, better love mercy
People who rape women and children
People who steal for false prosperity
Like minded sinners filling up hell
People whom are murderers,...

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Take My Hand Not My Life

Life special moments of splendors
Smoldering away like embers
Silently yearning to be wanted 
But always undesired
~
Take my hand not my life
~
Tolerate...

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HE STRUGGLE

Heated walls Suffocating air 
Warm bed sheets
Soft, steaming pillow.
Prickly heat, Trickling sweat
Crossed midnight, exhausted body
The cock’s crow disturbed my rest
Need to rush to the...

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Perfection, is an evil lord
demanding ever greater tribute, 
it wields a sharp and heavy sword
that pierces deep to persecute

I fear this liege, this graven image
there's...

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We are the unsung heroes of the predawn light.
No we may never have fought in a great war,
or saved a soul from the snapping jaws...

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~ You  Are My  Light  ~
( Daveda's  Hybrid  Concrete Candle)



~O~



 Dear 
 Lord 
 You're 
 My Light 
 You...

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Moneylender 

You were rejected by your fellow man
A pound of flesh to heal your wounded pride
A just reward for squelching on a loan

Your hatred toward...

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