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Poems About: HOLOCAUST

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  • 349.
    Man's Inhumanity

    We have read about New York's Twin Towers and Hiroshima in Japan
    Just for us two examples of man's inhumanity to man
    And of Hitler and his Holocaust one who lives on in illfame
    And of Stalin and of Mao and their awful crimes of shame. read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 350.
    On The Way To Sicily (Prose Poem)

    The ruins of Pompeii held no charm for me, so full of ruined rocks and the dead it made my heart hurt. How the tour guide waxed eloquent on that ancient holocaust, almost revering the disinterested volcano that overtook so many innocents under the hot Pompeian sun: children at play, mothers nursing their young, fathers planting olive trees, the elderly gazing at the volcano that never ceased its warnings. They refused to believe Vesuvio’s ranting was the bellow of things to come.
    How the tourists speculated as they gesticulated, full of awe and sympathy...

    The tour ended with the spectacular showing of human remains, fire-frozen in the grotesque rictus of the dead: backs arched, appendages akimbo; all lovingly encased in glass for the entertainment of future generations. Then we clambered onto the bus and thought no more of Pompeii and what we saw that day. read more »

    Alicia Patti
  • 351.
    Doctrine of Humanity

    A barrel of cyanide inside our mind
    all Utopian dreams died long behind
    feeding slowly and a decaying thought
    screaming inside as every skull is shot read more »

    XOR 999
  • 352.
    Terror in Mumbai

    27 November 2008,
    The count so far is 101 dead
    And 287 injured. read more »

    Daniel Trevelyn Joseph
  • 353.
    My Cursed Blessing.

    She came to my life.
    One blessed day.
    My heart danced and my soul twirled.
    Even the sun came out to play. read more »

    Raouf Reda
  • 354.
    I Am

    I am now and then.
    I am your enemy and your friend.
    I am your alpha and your omega,
    your beginning and your end. read more »

    Phillip Mobley
  • 355.
    In the Furrows and the Littered Ruts

    We’re in Parkland, which trumps even Wellington:
    The people are bigger and smile affluently: They drive around
    In crashing space-ships, or they have entire China sets
    For knees and joints. I swear, one can get rich off them with read more »

    Robert Rorabeck
  • 356.
    Further Away

    I am in the right place for another glass,
    And perhaps I will never write another poem tonight,
    As today I have to explain to Antonio that there is no more
    Work right now, for the horses are hungry read more »

    Robert Rorabeck
  • 357.
    Going Ahead With It

    Professors have their most beautiful language,
    And the hidden cameras in the bedrooms of actresses
    With consumption,
    And they listen as if haunted by the marching step read more »

    Robert Rorabeck
  • 358.
    WHO knows?

    Did hands in white gloves bring forth Retro
    When A.C.S spread open her legs to be aborted of cancer?
    The answer, they say is
    hushed by the blasting thunder of silvery-clouds. read more »

    konye ori
  • 359.
    Energy Independence

    Nancy P.
    And Harry Reid
    Have a record to defend
    As they ascend read more »

    Sidi J. Mahtrow
  • 360.
    2000 Twelve (((READ WITH KNOWLEDGE)))

    One day soon the sky is going to fall,

    And for the human race there will be nothing to do at all. read more »

    Undiscovered Legend
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