Sandra Feldman


Who Are The Blessed? - Poem by Sandra Feldman

Blessed are those,
Who fear no fear,
Who are not afraid,
When Life is here,
Falling apart,
Trembling, decay,
When people cry,
Or cannot pray.

Blessed are those,
Who cannot feel,
Who go through life,
Not knowing where,
Love will reveal,
It's holy prayer,
Nor do they care,
To show their bliss,
Just unaware,
That Life exists
With pain or care,
They are just there,
An Empty Stare.

But, now beware,
Of those that feel,
That all of Life,
Is a bad Deal,
They know that joy,
Is just a dream,
That's washed away,
Down any stream,
That overflowed,
And wipes away,
All that you loved,
A certain day.

Beware of those,
That think and squeal,
And won't denounce
The World's bad Deal,
The Steal, the Politician's bite
The Rotten Beings of the night.

We cannot change our destiny,
Or go beyond what cannot be,
At least, out thoughts should remain free
Like in a prayer, a Ship at Sea.
With great compassion, Humanly.


Comments about Who Are The Blessed? by Sandra Feldman

  • Silver Star - 3,266 Points Valerie Dohren (8/21/2013 10:55:00 AM)

    Interesting and thought-provoking write, especially like the last stanza which is very philosophical. Great write Sandra. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 20, 2013


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