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Indoors by technology, outdoors by speedy transport
I travel the world
Today in Japan, tomorrow in Rome,
Next day by an ancient civilization or in Hawaii or Coast Ivory,
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It is darkest hour in our history,
Dark nights shrouded with mystery,
Keeping under heels and making mockery,
Liberty torch shine but under label of slavery,
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As seen through the eyes of those who witnessed first hand,
and liberated the scenes of the Holocaust
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SOME have won a wild delight,
By daring wilder sorrow;
Could I gain thy love to-night,
I'd hazard death to-morrow.
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Our life is a fire dampened, or a fire shut up in stone.
--Jacob Boehme, De Incarnatione Verbi
Outside everything visible and invisible a blazing maple.
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I need to sleep
I need its strengthening
I need its peaceful arms enfolding me
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Our beautiful children are dying
In Africa, Europe, the Middle East
Asia, the Americas,
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Men propose but….
Man proposed but God disposed
Till you betray the trust reposed
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Do you ever think nature has its own music?
Love spell along with thrilling magic
Enough tolerance with donor’s quality
Everything has its own function and utility
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Before my drift-wood fire I sit,
And see, with every waif I burn,
Old dreams and fancies coloring it,
And folly's unlaid ghosts return.
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HE was a Grecian lad, who coming home
With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily
Stood at his galley's prow, and let the foam
Blow through his crisp brown curls unconsciously,
And holding wave and wind in boy's despite
Peered from his dripping seat across the wet and stormy night
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New Castle, July 4, 1878
or a hundred years the pulse of time
Has throbbed for Liberty;
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Where is the seed
Of the tree felled,
Of the forest burned,
Or living root
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A frail…old Negro lady
…Born…in Lincoln's day
Who knew the taste of freedom
Only… when… she passed …away
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When I presage the time shall come--yea, now
Perchance is come, when you shall fail from me,
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When stars fell cold
Like chunks of ice out of a fatal sky,
We memorized the hoar frost on gray roofs
And slanted thoughts to fit time's westward curve.
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Earth no longer
hymns the Creator,
the seven days of wonder,
the Garden is over —
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After some days- - -
The dust blown by
The tornado will settle
Flood water will go back to the stream
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Unluckily for a death
Waiting with phoenix under
The pyre yet to be lighted of my sins and days,
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By Stanley Collymore
Let's be perfectly honest here!
These two rather dull, vapid
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By Stanley Collymore
Crimes against humanity, never
were and still aren't the sole
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By Stanley Collymore
To the prized idiots, hypocrites and
purportedly Master Racers who
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Istanbul 44 dead 2016 terrorist bomb victims
340 dead Iraqi victims from Bagdad but no
buildings are lit with light; this teaches lesson
colour nationality counts in death all are not equal
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By Stanley Collymore
Why is suicide generally frowned
upon and the person who has
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Palestine
Hamas fighters, the brave men and women who
fights for a free Palestine have been killed in the Gaza Strip
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Kristallnacht (Night of Broken Glass)
The streets are littered with broken glass
Jewish businesses set on fire
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India has been a land of sages
Who have roamed about the place since ages
There have been sages like Shankaracharya
Who have been true to their name of being an Acharya
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The most remarkable therapy I have ever heard of was by Doctor Victor Frankl of Vienna. The story was related in class by Robert C. Leslie of Pacific School of Religion - which is the oldest seminary West of the Mississippi. Bob published 'Jesus and Logotherapy' out of his sabatical experience of studying with this survivor of Hitler's Holocaust, Frankl's family did not. Doctor Leslie has published extensively, his 'Sharing Groups in the Church' broke the publishing sound barrier of its day. In poetry the energy this paper celebrates is captured by Sharon Olds's: 'The Space Heater..'
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