Margarete A. Jordan Poems

The beauty of this world will stay, however man might see it,
He can't remove it, think it away, by no means can he flee it,
Whatever he may wish or do, however hard he tried,
Forever will the beauty last, it cannot be destroyed.
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A new day dawning, air raids ceasing, peace over the land at last,
Towering ruins in various shapes on battered ground their shadows cast,
Bizarre, like surrealistic works of artists from another time,
Whose minds in keen, advancing quest the ladder to their goals did climb. Manifestation of their visions, created not by their own hands,
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