And We Were Healed Poem by Charles Lara

And We Were Healed

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We waited to be saved
and made sure
that every living thing
we came across
we showered it
with love and peace
and anything that makes
White angels sing
and God clap for more
and faith showed off a little leg.
The drought was over
and earth replenished itself
with a long cold
glass of draft beer.
Hunger became morbidly obese.
The insane became sound
and poor broken people
saw the light
and they were healed.
The meaning of life
Was found inside
a fortune cookie
and we read it
over and over again.
A perfumed rain
became a morning ritual
of turning things
becoming truth
So winners did
not need losers anymore
To feel like winners
because that game was over
Like death & agony
It was obsolete
So the old made love again
Under the neon stars
Dreams were on video
For all to open and see
Jealousy lost fear and the path
That was once quicksand
Became guiding crystal
And nothing was lost or thrown
Away for death was pro-life
We sighed at the times
for peace was our souls
And we were all healed

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Desi Bishop 10 October 2007

interesting writing style. i didn't quite catch it, but to each his own. i thought the message was well sent, though.

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Amanda Ngcobo 21 November 2007

I fully understand what the poet is trying to convey. We should see death as an apostrophe that never negotiates with any one, no matter how much you want to avoid it, we all have to die some day.

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Cassidy Gerrard 27 November 2007

death is good with cheeze mmmmmm

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Isabel Avalos 17 January 2008

you poem is really good. i understand what you saying.

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Terrin Fuller 27 January 2008

this is an intense poem....very nice though....it means so much

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Wow, thats' really a awh-inspring poem I so agree with everything, you said...

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Eden Williams 12 September 2008

I am sorry but this is a awful poem. It is so mean! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 1

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Kalan Rider 26 July 2008

it was sweet and onest i beleve that death is a moster but if thars one thing rong its that death is never on vk.

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Kalan Rider 26 July 2008

it was sweet and onest i belev that deathis a moster but if thars one thing rong its that death is never on vk.

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Carrie Sprouse 12 July 2008

Sweet poem, strange name but i works

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