Holocaust Hope Poems

Over a hundred years of miracles
     dating back well before statehood
   Pioneers who made the desert bloom
  ...

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What Will the Year 2021 Bring?

This Poem Was Inspired by Reflecting on the Challenges of the Past Year, and Looking forward to the Possible Positive...

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Preacher

Man on the street, 
standing up for God, 
speaking words written in heaven, 
for all on earth to hear. 
He is a humble man, 
a...

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White Lace

Mother died today. 
They called me. 
I thought they did not have, my number. 
They never called before, now. 
Why bother to call now?...

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Weeds

Why do I do so well at growing things, 
I don't want to grow, 
and do so badly and the other plants, 
I work hard...

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Please

Please don't cry. 
Please don't cry anymore. 
In my memory I can still hear you. 
I can never forget. 
My heart will always hurt inside,...

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The Mix

A recipe for life, 
living, loving,
and being happy?
Why is this so hard? 

Flour, or flower? 
The first to eat, 
the second to enjoy... 
to...

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Feeling Young

Quiet is the morning, 
the sun coming over the mountains...
in the distance. 
Not quickly, 
but exactly at the right time. 
The day has begun....

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I Hope You Sleep Well 

Living in your controlling world of pain, hate and fear
Where only money and greed is all that you hold dear
Within...

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Hot white harvest 
a bone dry land 
years have been spent building 
this reapers Machine on desolate Sand 
American madness 
An empire of a dream,...

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All has abandon you…

Destroy your Christ 
your God 
your idols 
Hypocrisy
They will all fall apart!

Your Lords and your Artificial Christ!

Lay bear it’s mechanical heart
Rebuild it...

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into the wilderness haunted by ghost-towns 
And ancient bloodstains 
and lost history of scars 
we wander the borderlands 
between the weakening dreams 
and cities a...

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In the corner there...
Under the defused lights,
With spectral highlight’s here, 
There, they float near and afar.
An apple sits in its technicolor glory, 
It's not fully...

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Act Eight, Chapter One. Part Two
                Part of a grander...

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Trumpet

The first thing this morning, Lord...
I need to do,
is to talk to you. 

I have slept all night, safe.
I know the angels were there. 
I...

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