Terry O'Leary
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The Holy Land neath hammer blows -
is this what Jesus prophesied:
when sad-sack's hanged like mistletoes
the sightless see a suicide;
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Standing lonely in a crowd
Feelings severed, screaming loud;
Heart rejected, growing cold
Trusting ways begin to fold
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The Holy Land
The Holy Land neath hammer blows -
is this what Jesus prophesied:
when sad-sack's hanged like mistletoes
the sightless see a suicide;
when thousands fall like dominoes
the blind deny it's homicide;
when women fry in thermal throes
the gents reject it's femicide
when rockets slaughter embryos
the fools forget it's feticide
when children die and decompose
the dullards doubt infanticide;
when bodies burn with afterglows
no one concedes it's genocide.
Whichever way the west wind blows
leaves morals dangling, crucified…
Terry O'Leary Comments
Terry, a wise poet with a fresh mind that produces nice and strong works. if we go deeply through his poems we will understand lots of fresh and new meanings of the life those Terry draws them in the best way. the great poems those must be embraced with all of us here. also, there is much truth in your work dear Terry. My best wishes and regards Dear Terry. Ellias.
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1/14/2026 7:37:15 AM # 1.0.0
Clearly Terry is a poetry Messiah sent here to teach us mere mortals how to throw a poem together! Incredible, intelligent, humble rhymes of distinction. How is it that Terry O'Leary is not a household name? !