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Have you seen the photo of a child washed ashore?
He is dead yet looks so peaceful
For he does not yet know anger or hatred
Or does he know who’s to blame
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Then isn’t there truly any one to blame?
Words came up on their own
I had to jot them down:
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“For God so loved the world, that
“He gave his only begotten Son…”
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But we killed the Son
Killed him in the most cruel way
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Cursed have we been eversince
Killing
Holding false witness against neighbor
Coveting things others have…
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Then isn’t there truly any way out?
There must be a way out
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Don’t say believe but believe
Don’t say love but love
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By true faith
There must be a way out
Yes, Ashi, don’t say love, love! There must be a way but where? My heart broke at the sight of the little boy, lifeless on the shore, the father, holding his son. I wonder sometimes what will become of this world we inhabit.
A single dictator can cause such horrendous problems to the world. There are dictatorial moves everywhere in the world, including our country. We have to keep on writing – without fear.
Camus: “Je me revolte, donc nous sommes.” “I rebel, therefore we are”.
Yes, but does it have to be by violence? For “Violence begets violence” (from Charlie Chaplin’s movie), our tragic conflicts would never end by violence.
So very sad. There really are no words for such a loss.
No, no words. But we must say something.
Thank you for sharing 🙂
I’m glad you spotted this poem. Thank you. 🙂
Beautiful poem!!
There must be way out, but when half of us are drowned in our sorrows and other half are drowned in wars, who is to find the way?
I did not feel anger or sorrow when I saw the photograph. I felt dread like never before. None of us really can hope to be spared, irrespective of who we are.
But if we must live, I agree that faith is all that can keep us going. Sadly, the victims of war are loosing out on that too!
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I read this earlier. I didn’t get the depth of your plea. As we grow older we recognize that life must have an answer—there must be a way out.
Thank you for reading the story.
Truly heartbreaking.
Thank you for reading my work.