Poems About: HOLOCAUST

In this page, poems on / about “holocaust” are listed.

  • 13.
    Grain Of Salt

    Deep sun-gaze, holes in her eyes
    Water-logged theory, light to the flies
    Dying relief, soon to scurry
    My soul is burning, pass in a hurry read more »

    Dillon Gay
  • 14.
    does it haae a meaning?

    “Does it have a meaning? ”
    they ask. He answers them with gall.
    “I hope it doesn’t, but it will occur again,
    and you will see once more what happened then, read more »

    gershon hepner
  • 15.
    tomorrow morning, early

    'Will there be another holocaust? '
    they asked the Rebbe of Lubavitch.
    For an answer he was never lost.
    “Of course there will be. Man is savage.” read more »

    gershon hepner
  • 16.
    IS ABORTION MURDER?

    Is it human rights to have an abortion and kill the unborn?
    Is this a holocaust of hidden murders and secret scorn?
    So certain folk can stay in fashion and the secret is kept,
    Out of sight, out of mind like the baby they would not accept. read more »

    James Bredin
  • 17.
    ABORTION CLINICS MAY 13 2011

    Are Canadians being replaced by those who believe?
    That a holocaust of unborn babies is a way to achieve?
    And subsequent population reduction will be great?
    They even ensure that this subject is never up for debate. read more »

    James Bredin
  • 18.
    mea culpa'd

    Crusades, blood libels, inquisitions and conversions that were forced,
    indifference to the blood of helpless Jews spilt in the holocaust,
    a litany of crimes for which the Pope should use his bully pulpit,
    and yet equivocates while in denial, hardly mea culpa’d, read more »

    gershon hepner
  • 19.
    The Shoes

    Holocaust relics-
    A roomful
    A raceful
    A hateful read more »

    sheena blackhall
  • 20.
    HOLOCAUST

    HOLOCAUST


    a vulture is hovering around the sky read more »

    Rajkumar Mukherjee
  • 21.
    Beyond The Sky At Night

    Here we go touring again
    The post-Holocaust
    Not quite post-Holocene read more »

    Jay D. Allard
  • 22.
    From The Series 'Moon Rivers'

    An evening spent with the children of the children of the holocaust
    Different lives read more »

    Petra Creffield
  • 23.
    gas

    Even on most lofty thrones
    one’s only sitting on one’s ass,
    and though our mouths make pleasant tomes
    the other end emits foul gas, read more »

    gershon hepner
  • 24.
    Not To Be Written

    Poems
    my most beautiful poems
    I wrote them in my sleep
    and when I woke read more »

    Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
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