Sandra Feldman Poems

Our Country, Our Life,
What have we become?
A yellow pudding,
Of Cowards, gone numb!
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I have come to the conclusion,
That we live in deep delusion,
About all that we're about,
What is good and what is bad?
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In the Universal Immensity,
One thing is very clear,
Man creates his own Adversity,
But runs when it is near.
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Certain Souls are touched by an Angel,
Composers, Artists, Writers, Actors,
That make you vibrate,
And put you in a state,
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I love the melody,
That's found in Poetry,
The rhyme, rhythm and love,
That few have too much of,
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Love is true and Love is earnest,
It's the breath within the Soul,
It's a Light that just progresses,
And of Life, the best of all.
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My Mouse, runneth over,
All day and night,
All over the Internet,
Searching for Light,
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There is no Liberty,
Like that of Poetry,
Minds soar,
And reach the Sky,
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We just don't seem to get along,
For Centuries, the same old song,
'It's all your fault and never mine,
If I don't work and have a dime'
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