Art Brings Love It Heals All Wounds - Poem by Christina Sunrise
Monuments lost at Hitler’s hand,
destruction and gloom fill the land.
Artwork stolen and put into trucks,
all traded and sold by schmucks.
69,000 art pieces disappear,
Most not found,
they are very dear.
Many lives where shattered, people die
because of a mad man and his lie.
Russians filled with total remorse,
changes history with lives off course.
Luckily some art was recovered and found
to bring justice back to Russian town.
Pray for families and victims past,
Restore all Europe’s art-fill in the gap,
Now make more art,
You and me
Bring Hope back to humans
with humility and dignity.
Donate art for the common good,
donate to hospitals, daycares and to schools.
Bring good cheer across the lands,
bring art to the planet that is grand.
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