I like soft light best,
candles and moonlight.
Such light always overlooks a blemish
to highlight the deeper beauty-
the sparkle in one's eye,
the glow of a fire, the contours of the night.
It's not concerned with getting to some final truth,
but instead, naturally gregarious, invites us to talk
of our dreams, our aspirations, indeed anything,
usually over a glass of burgundy,
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"I am because we are," a truth profound,
In Ubuntu's philosophy, our humanity's found.
Our shared existence, interconnectedness so strong,
In unity we thrive, together we belong.
To be truly human, the first maxim shows,
Recognize others' worth, let empathy flow.
In others, our mirror, humanity reflected,
Respectful relations bloom, connections perfected.
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I see you every morning after stepping off my train;
I hear you beg for money, and I have pangs of guilt again
Although I do not know you, I go by what I see
Are you a drunkard or an addict?
Or just homeless with nowhere to be?
I really shouldn’t judge you
You could once have been like me
Loved, cherished, respected, I do not know your history
No doubt you must be lonely,
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What people call reason
is usually nothing more than a weapon
they wield to justify their prejudices.
I have seen otherwise kind people
cut a friend to ribbons with cold logic
and then smile at the carnage,
forgetting that pride is one of the
seven deadly sins.
But meaningful thought requires much more:
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These are poems about the homeless and the downtrodden, and poems about the need for compassion, kindness, understanding and tolerance.
Neglect
by Michael R. Burch
What good are your tears?
They will not spare the dying their anguish.
What good is your concern
to a child sick of living, waiting to perish?
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For Compassion and Understanding,
I don't accept any call
I am trapped into an infernal loop where i am misunderstood with a Provider
As soon as i am covered by the sound of words
I wonder, what should i sacrifice, what do i own
Me myself under this position, would only be able to demand for Compassion and Understanding
I myself, did not make, I
But have been made
I have been watered like a flowered to get where i got
I have never asked to be here, therefore
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These are poems about the homeless and the downtrodden, and poems about the need for compassion, kindness, understanding and tolerance.
Neglect
by Michael R. Burch
What good are your tears?
They will not spare the dying their anguish.
What good is your concern
to a child sick of living, waiting to perish?
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Michael turned down to look upon the faces of humanity, stricken with grief.
For he saw not only the man, but the woman, the daughter.
Flowing and dancing in the waist high grass that dances alongside her, as much stars as she is the earth. Unaware of what she is dancing into.
The brother, his eyes scrunched together imitating the anxieties of society as he focuses on the task of good and evil. He must prevail, he has seen what happens to men when they fail.
The mother, looks up from her book to see her children no longer around her in love. Feeling the sudden heartbreak she always ran away from.
The father, pulled out his own eyes long ago, stumbling blind for years because he was made powerless by a world he doesn’t understand.
# The Sun and the Night
The sun, who continuously pours out all the light it has, is a continuous shining beacon for all.
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Have you ever
Soothed the pain
Of the weary?
Have you ever
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Have you ever,
Ever in your life
Lifted a bleeding child
Into your arms
Following a road accident
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