Louie Vetter Poems

There's a war declared on Christmas
War on nativity
War on this festive season
And all things Christmassy. 
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Fields are full of combines, threshing ripened grain
Trucks are hauling bounty, to the bin and to the train.
Barley, wheat, canola, and all the crops of worth
Harvesting a miracle, bread and oil from dirt.
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Man, it sure was dusty, hot and dry that day.
I just had to make that stop along the way.
For a stiff shot of rye and a six of beer.
So handy to have the bar that near.
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Oh, what have I done and what Is my Crime?
Or did I just happen at not the right time?
And how can you sign that Death warrant for me?
Or am I the Child of a Pagan, that you sacrifice me?
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As black as sin, shrewd hate in his eyes
Evil and angry, full of false pride and lies
Greed, guilt and arrogance all marked his cruel gait
Resentment and ego was what this wolf ate.
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Gazing at the stars tonight I feel a feeling start to grow
An awesomeness, a hunger for something that I don't know
I can feel it pulling at my very core and soul
If I could only catch that essence I just know that I'd be whole
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Stately, proud they stand
Trees clothed in ornate mantles
Yellow, orange, red
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Christmas is that hamlet small,
That offered haven to them all
That Judean night,
There came a light
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</>A boulder lays on everymans stair
Be it big or small but it is there
Its how we cope with that stoic stone
That defines our life and makes our home.
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