Holocaust Rhyme Poems

Cold choice, listen to the voice!
Waver filleth all!
He who suffers Sin annoys?
Blanching light, thy pall.

Hated minutes of each day!
Flickering in time!
Doubt belies all disarray!
Drop and...

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The other day we met a woman… 
who had two reactions to the shirt I happened to wear
at first she smiled…
then she walked up to...

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There is a simple recipe for hate…you may have run across this recipe before…
Hitler used it in Germany…to create a Holocaust…and war.

First…you pick a group...

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The circuit hums a silent song
a symphony of logic, cold, strong. 

No gods dwell here in steel & wire
no spirits whisper, no flames inspire.

The temples...

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The things of which we cannot speak
Make us become we cannot say
The thing brought back from yesterday
That praised the strong and crushed the weak

That thing...

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Eighty years ago, the horrors
Mesmerized the world 
As Nazi flags came down 
To never after be unfurled.

The captives held at Auschwitz,
Walking skeletons, at best,
Didn’t have...

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Grotesque, in its unyielding grip of the vehement soul,
A parody, a caricature, of mercy's exalted role.

An avalanche of despair,  harrowing as the Holocaust;
As scars...

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The sky is a cloudless crystal blue
with a breeze to chap your lips
I’m grateful for it, it’s heaven-sent
the dawn was a celestially stamped, angry red
sailors...

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Tell the Moms it didn't happen 
Tell the Dads it isn't so 
Pretty little roses blooming 
In the garden – row on row –
Pretty little...

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Casanovas slipping into the red-light tangle;
Forbidden fruits, where temptations dangle.

A carousel sequelae of transient fun,
Shoving precious life through a darkened dungeon.

Herpes, a saboteur of life's...

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“Oh, not in my town,” you doth so loudly protest.
But I tell you, they are even in your governments!
The first sign is~ suppression of your...

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Shattered, 
A city skyline weeps within
Tendrils of the deep
A broken world, time's cruel grin.

The compass needle spins insane
Lost in a dreamscape's refrain
Echoes of what was
Whispers...

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this non conformist city
breathes a calm but edgy air
through gaps in the graffiti 
and the street art everywhere

its face is sometimes brutal
but its heart and...

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In '48, a state was born, 
But for Palestine, a time to mourn. 
Nakba came, with lands displaced, 
A people scattered, dreams erased.
In '67, the...

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CESSATION

That pain is like treading on bottle tops
Or stumbling into some hidden caltrops
Suddenly, as when some lightbulb pops
The welcome relief when it finally stops
Like making...

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