Blessed be His Children

Blessed be a child of God
Who upon birth looked wide eyed
Who looked at his creation
And are humbled and amazed
Blessed be the children
Innocent and pure
For they know nothing of race
Religion
Sex
Class
Or nation
For they view each thing as a new miracle
O pity the children
Who left the womb
Who entered the world that feeds off sin
That teaches hate
That limps as it slowly dies
O pity the children
For they will not be pure for long

poem by Michael Silver
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Forsaking My Love

I hate you
I wish to tear you away from me
This tumor that clings to my chest
The thing that makes me ache
That haunts my dreams
And tears at my desires
You have brought me only pain
My untamed heart
That beast that gnaws at my soul
That pitifully whines
Bringing my mind into unwanted pain
Yet how can I blame you
How can I chastise you when I listen intently to your pleas
Why should I punish you for what my eyes feed upon
How can I blame my eyes for falling upon her
She who brings light to the eternal darkness of my soul
She whose eyes bring me to subjection
Whose smile leaves me in awe
How can I blame you when my ears are met with her laughter
How they submerge into her song

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poem by Michael Silver
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