Luc Leclaire

Rookie - 110 Points (July 15,1990 / Omaha)

The Rivers Of Babylon - Poem by Luc Leclaire

The fear that we sow is the fear that we reap,
Even in Avalon,
Yet nobody knows the tears that they weep
By the Rivers of Babylon.

The dew that we sweat is the dew of our debt,
Even in Avalon,
Yet nobody knows why they are not wet
By the Rivers of Babylon.

We dread for the living less than the dead,
Even in Avalon,
Yet nobody knows of the blood that they shed
By the Rivers of Babylon.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this poem to bring attention in the West (Avalon) to the persecution of Christians in the Middle East (Babylon) . My heart goes out to both the Christian and Muslim casualties and exiles of the strife in the Levant and beyond.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 20, 2014



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