Sacrifice Poems
Aaina and The Flight of the Migrants – My Dearest Be’er – Part 2
by Sharon Morgan
My dearest dear Be’er
That is what I always called you.
Endearing, to say the least
Although you now cease to exist,
my memories of you will never cease
As in my heart, you live forever
But how I do miss you
More than you could ever know
All that I ever wanted was a better life
For us three
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Aaina and the Flight of the Migrants Part 1
by Sharon Morgan
Hush, little baby, do not cry
Mummy is going to give you a better life
Across the border, she will sail
Across the waters, through treacherous waters
She will persist
Through the blackness of the night
Through the relentless wind and rain
To give you a better life
Through sacrifice and pain
Huddled as sardines, clenching onto hope
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Because of Jesus
by Pilgrim Roy
Because of Jesus I go free.
because He suffered there for me.
Because He stayed and did not run .
Because He said 'God's will be done.'
My transgressions on Him were laid
and lash by lash my debts He paid.
Blow by blow for each iniquity
as they nailed Him there upon the tree.
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Weeping Hands
by Christopher Kolmen
If the rose is a beauty that refuse to be held too tight,
Then let me be the hand that bleeds against its thorns.
Weeping as I share its grace with the world.
Villanelle Of The Temptress
by James Joyce
Are you not weary of ardent ways,
Lure of the fallen seraphim?
Tell no more of enchanted days.
Your eyes have set man's heart ablaze
And you have had your will of him.
Are you not weary of ardent ways?
Above the flame the smoke of praise
Goes up from ocean rim to rim.
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Rule Over Ashes
by Md. Naeem Aziz
In my country where shadows loom,
Ruler cast a pall of gloom.
When Justice Call,
Students stands tall.
They sacrificed their lives,
Answering the call.
They accepted martyrdom,
To bring justice for all.
To rule a nation
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My poem to our defenders of Ukraine (in Ukrainian)
by Slava P, aka Maximus Decimus Meridius
Небо чисте, сонце ясне
День здаеться бути прекрасним
Да щось коробить душу,
Мабудь це війна, що залишае сушу.
Йде Москаль на Неньку
Бодай-тобі здих!
Та наші солдатики
Відстоять свій поріг!
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I have borne my life
by Abdulwahab Nakouzi
I have borne my life, a life of debris and waste,
turned dark and bitter, sour and poison-laced,
to bear and carry this one’s and that one’s hefty load;
I thought light and mirth lay at the end of such road;
I thought death and dark shunned such heavenly abode.
Soon, that ache for another’s smile shall wilt and dry;
soon, that burn and sear for another’s pain and tear
shall fade and dim with time, burn into a cold sigh.
Soon, it shall all come about; soon, I won’t be near.
So, rejoice and relish in time’s imminent plot;
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Weeping Hands
by Christopher Kolmen
If the rose is a beauty that refuse to be held too tight,
Then let me be the hand that bleeds against its thorns.
Weeping as I share its grace with the world.
Because of Jesus
by Pilgrim Roy
Because of Jesus I go free.
because He suffered there for me.
Because He stayed and did not run .
Because He said 'God's will be done.'
My transgressions on Him were laid
and lash by lash my debts He paid.
Blow by blow for each iniquity
as they nailed Him there upon the tree.
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