Freedom Now And Again Poems

I'm wiping the slate clean
I've been sleeping in the dust  left by memories
The world's new budding green whispers to me 
Wake up
I've become something...

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Shun an useless, long wait: patience is a powerful skill,
incinerate in sparkling fire vainglorious dreams;
know true, inner serenity: kick off doubts and illusions,
set in motion...

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What is causing the very latest generational great divides in America?
The division is between the older generations: the Silent Generation,
the Baby Boomers and Generation X....

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I dream of you
(Until we meet again)
By Michelle Morris
11/11/2023

Every time I dream of you
And how much I want you near
There across the world in China
A...

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October 4 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on John 3-4

Key Verse – John 3:3 Jesus answered and said unto him, Verily, verily, I say...

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Tak oor grund from beneath oor hurdies 

Burn oor birches aside the lough, 

Besmirch hard fecht fur freedom, 

Dictating oor days tae come, 

No from...

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Myths

When I was younger, 
just a little kid, 
I would read stories, 
of wondrous creatures, 
faraway lands, 
and people, 
that could do
incredible things. 
My imagination...

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The moon illuminated the scenery of crisis
Leaving my hands on my sweating face, as my eyes fade in hypnosis.
I see life at a glance,
Sweet and...

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A Swedish man abandoned his plan 
   to stage a public Torah burning
  for which very few were yearning ...

  In...

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A Real Mom

My real mom, 
let us starve sometimes. 
My claimed mother fed us, 
when we were hungry. 
My real mom, 
did not care if...

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Do you ever wish you'd never been born?
Never again?
Do I play a role in your misery?
Or, did our paths cross to confirm inevitable suffering?
I'm weak...

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Dearest Daughter
(written for Amy)

My dearest daughter, 
we just met, 
but I know I know you, 
from your father's words. 
You are full of laughter, 
and...

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My new canary no more sings;
such grave chagrin her silence brings.
My friend said, "With my violin
I'll teach your bird to sing again".

He played a haunting...

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There was the discontent
Among the people
About the rulers
And their followers.

Sometimes revolution
Created violence
Sometimes the fight
Represented non-violence.

The aim was the same
To over the game
Of the mighty empire
Indeed...

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Crime

It is not a black and white issue. 
It is a right and wrong issue. 
We can choose the Light, or evil. 
We have free...

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