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The Question

Is death a feeling 
Or a thought.
This death many men
Have sought.

But I for some reason 
Am stuck in the season
Of death of all

I guess I'll just let it flow
Though time goes slow,
Very slow,

No matter how hard I try,
Time simply won't fly
And yet the answer 
I have not caught,
If death is a feeling 
Or a thought

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The Death Marches

Death March, The Death March,
One Two, One Two
Forgotten in feilds, 
We are the Jews

Death March, The Death March,
It's what we do
'Till we drops to the ground,
Our bodies thrown askew

Death March, The Death March,
One Two, One Two
The way our feet hit the ground
Our minds run through

Death March, The Death March,
It's what we do
When the whistle blows,
It is our cue

Death March, The Death March,
One Two, One two
The rythmic song
Drilled into our heads by the Nazi crew

Death March, The Death March,
It's what we do
It's why we get up every morning,
And die of the flu

Deth March, The Death March,
One Two, One Two
Forgotten in feilds
We are the Jews

Copyright © Jodi Hill | Year Posted 2013

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Shooting Stars

The waves of hatred and defeat
Go crashing into the rocky shore
With the sands of love and peace
Before you leave you must teach
The world what you have learned
For when you rise angels by your sides
You will take the worlds concerns

What you teach whether it wisdom or beseech
The knowledge you have earned
Let it wisen you further
Complete you with the gift
You have given unto the world
And when you fly
Saying your last goodbyes
Much the world has learned
So take this poem to
Consider or concern

For soon you rise 
You have the choiceof just how far you get
The angels cry
With weepy eyes
 forever in your debt

Choose wisely young one
Before your light is out
It flits and flickers some
Unsure, much in doubt

Take hold, control
Your future is bright
Leave your past behind
Leave it out of sight

Don't lie forgotten
Forever unaware
Of the time and its passing
Please, your thoughts you must share

Your light turned out
Your time is up
Your choice must be made
In white you rise
Your flight to the skies
As the stars in the night fade

The waves of hatred and defeat
Go crashing into the rockey shores
With the sands of love and peace
As the stars in the night soar

Copyright © Jodi Hill | Year Posted 2013

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Forget Me Not

Forget me not,
When roses bloom,
And water flows,
Time flies,
So and so,
Please son, 
Forget me not

When I am old
And aged,
And you are still
Young and bright,
Marry, have kids,
And they take flight,
Please son,
Forget me not

Remember the past?
Your family history?
Don't let that go,
Forget that not,
Please,
Forget me not

Copyright © Jodi Hill | Year Posted 2012

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Forever Moon

If the sun never rose again,
Would it always be night?
Or would it merely be day, 
Without the light?

If the moon never left the sky,
Would time really go by?
Or would the World stay still,
As we moved around,
Or when our feet hit the ground.

What would it look like
If there were no stars overhead,
Would it ever look the same again?
Or would it just look plain,
If the sun never rose again.

Copyright © Jodi Hill | Year Posted 2012



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Fields of Death

In flanders fields,
The fields of woe,
The moon shine down,
Upon our foe.

The wars at end, 
A truce we've come upon,
The light goes dim,
And the morn will dawn.

In fanders fields 
When poppies die
The grave of dead
Soon will lie

More fall to death 
The dead has grown
In flanders fields
The fields alone

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Ascension

We left life
So our Angels fly
We spread our wings
But do not die

We are not the Dead
We simply just ...
Left life instead

We will not die
Our spirits are young
We are the Elderly
Our song we've sung

'Fore our minds bathe in memories
In stories that are told
The memories are young
We are Old

Copyright © Jodi Hill | Year Posted 2012

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Wisdom

Wisdom is something 
No one can teach,
In all intelligence
We now preach,

The strange world 
We have become 
Accoustomed to,
When all our light 
Is black and blue

We see life,
But do we see death?
For all our sins
We have just one breath,

Why for all joy 
Is trimmed with pain,
And all our life
Will be spent in vain

Copyright © Jodi Hill | Year Posted 2012

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A Girl and Her Dish

In an old house 
where no one dares to go
There sits a small dish
That gives off a small glow

A girl with no family
'Cept for an uncle and aunt
Ventures to this house 
To get away from their rant

She climbs the stairs
Holding a bow
and she finds the small dish
Where the room seems to glow

It's old and it's cracked
It could be sold for cents
But to this girl, it's value,
Has endless expense

'Fore this was her dish
When she was young
She lived here its true
Her mom cooked and her dad sung...

This once was a happy home
Before the car crash
It tore their family apart
With an unsettling smash

And just like that
The parents were gone
With only their child alive
In the dim light of dawn

She now ties the bow 
Around the small dish
Puts it back on the table
And makes a small wish

Her wish came true
And she was glad for that wish
But when it was hard
She thought of the dish

In an old house
Where no one dares to go
There sits a small dish
Tied in a soft satin bow

Its old and its cracked
Its cracked
It could be sold for cents
But to this girl, its value,
Has endless expense

Copyright © Jodi Hill | Year Posted 2013


Book: Shattered Sighs