Poems About: HOLOCAUST
Poems on / about :
- carpe diem
They were not a civilized race:
Our ancestors, who made this place.
Greed and avarice informed their ways;
In pursuit of lucre, they spent their days. read more »Dave SmithWhite
230.CANADIANS DON'T HAVE TO THINK... APRIL 29TH,2013
Don’t bother to think because we should really be ashamed,
No binding referendums and youthful offenders can’t be named,
With no death penalty or death-with-dignity and we don’t have to vote,
But we do have pompous left-wing media moguls who gloat. read more »James Bredin
231.All That Sound and Fury
We can't go on like this, it'll have to stop,
I've loved you for too long, felt too much pain -
I expect you wondered when the penny would drop,
An obsession like this can drive a man insane! read more »John Thorkild Ellison
232.Sun and Summer
For hundred days every year up above in the home of Sun
Occurs a strange fight between the Sun and his sweet heart
Fierce is the sun for outside world fears his wife inside the house
Soured relations soar to the sky heralding Summer with fiery will read more »Somanathan Iyer
May Yahweh answer you in time of trouble,
may the Name of the God of Jacob protect you!
May He send you help from the sanctuary,
give you support from Zion, read more »James Roberts
234.Lord, Have Mercy On Us
Lord, Thy sacrament is told to take away my sins, my guilt, and my sorrows;
Grace and blessing were bestowed;
Burden lifted and joy returns.
Why is now my heart so laden? read more »Don Nguyen
235.Is There A God? ... June 29th,2013
Which religion is right; as we listen to the pompous talk?
And could the athiests be right and should we join their flock?
Because nobody really knows for sure despite all the prayers.
Despite the colorful vestments, bells and musical affairs. read more »James Bredin
236.Let Us Breathe and Dream
God forbid me from showing disrespect
To any person, faith, cast. and color to react
With words of despair and hatred
And allow only lovely words to read read more »hasmukh amathalal
237.David's star over Cebu
Somewhere in Bogo City,
the typhoon's terrifying memory walks,
between dead souls and devastated edifices,
from despair to plague, read more »Gianni Pansensoy
238.Camp of Ugly Concentration
What burns my skin
is the millions of JEWS read more »ronald stroman
I know what's right.
I will carry on and fight.
Through all this pain and blithe.
Though all seems lost like a holocaust. read more »Michael McParland
Found myself among the lost
Walking across hell without a cross
Conduct a weak-sauce holocaust
As I put-in work eons beyond the boss. read more »Carlos Ornelas