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Georgette Frey Poem
We all know how the poem goes,
But too many didn’t care.
Now are neighbors are facing woes,
And leaving home is something they don’t dare.
They came for those who sounded off,
Then with a difference in how they love,
Followed by those with a different god,
And so many more who thought they were above.
Prices went through the roof,
Jobless rates soared,
People’s futures went poof,
And wealth was built for the board.
This is what they voted for,
An excuse to kill the poor.
Copyright © Georgette Frey | Year Posted 2025
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Georgette Frey Poem
What are you doing in my grandfather's house?
Dear, I'm your husband.
Get out of this house!
Mom, grandpap's been dead thirty years.
I don't know who you are.
Forty-five years are lost,
Her parents are married,
She's never been,
Her son isn't dead,
Because he never lived.
It's been hard on me,
It's been hard on him,
Her loses never happened,
Yet in some moments, at some times,
It all comes back again.
Mom, it's me.
Well hello there.
How have you been?
I don't know...
And I'm unknown again.
Copyright © Georgette Frey | Year Posted 2025
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Georgette Frey Poem
Each person fights a demon,
No one is ever spared,
But how strong of a monster is never truly shared.
And sometimes, no matter how hard you fight,
The demon is who wins.
Forty years of ups and downs,
Victories and losses,
each in turn like coin tosses,
Raced around the world and back,
The final battle is alone.
Some demons are so dangerous,
That others back away,
It is not lack of caring, but to protect others from its sway.
They hope and pray from afar,
Always wishing that you’ll win.
You make the final journey now,
Finding peace that you had lost,
Be with your kith and your kin with Hel a gracious host,
Give greetings to her father,
Give greetings to our kin.
Rest in peace finally,
You are beyond this test.
Copyright © Georgette Frey | Year Posted 2025
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