Liza Sud

A Barge - Poem by Liza Sud

To our village the War has come.
People were called to a barge -
For evacuation and moving far.
Only my grandpa delayed.

He came too late, after eight o’clock.
Then the Finns blew the barge up.
After the war - my mother was born.
I love her so much!

Grandfather – the civil airman,
Petrozavodsk’s first forces!
Medals for Berlin at home we have,
Vienna, Warsaw, and Orders.

War was the Wrath of Our Lord.
People don’t like much to talk.
Those who have looked death into the eye -
Know - God exists in the world!

Topic(s) of this poem: victory

Comments about A Barge by Liza Sud

  • Daniel Brick (11/25/2015 12:56:00 AM)

    That is a great passage of poetry, Liza. Proving the existence of God is a vexed issue. Aristotle's five proofs which Thomas Aquinas reshaped for a Christian audience are no longer credible. But personal experience can burn with such force that it convinces where the abstractions of philosophy fail. Your lines of poetry prove that. They remind me of the philosopher I read in college Nicolas Berdayev. He could spin a subtle web of words which could trap an unwary reader, but he never settled for mere word-play. He was more mystic than philosopher, and waited patiently for the intervention of divine light to flood his and his readers' understanding.
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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/23/2015 12:42:00 PM)

    God exists to show us path and have victory. Wonderful poem shared with reality. Interesting sharing...10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 23, 2015

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