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Arthur Vaso Sep 8
Coscos
pita bread
life with family
precious

Before eating
we offer a special prayer
peace and abundance for all
whatever we have, we will share

We have to live, carry on
we smile when sadness leaks inside
we are the everyday ones
leaders now ignore

Our table, wine and humanity
no blood, for kindness
has no enemies
toast to the words of love

For every child
candy and balloons
our abode is the worlds
hope must always be eternal

Abundance of food and love
festive and filled with joy
the children of the world
our precious flowers
Dedicated to the kindest of hearts, that I know would welcome every child of the world to her home.
Arthur Vaso Sep 2
A voice of softness
in times or darkness
an epistle loud
it carries anger and strength
for the suffering
the children
the ones taken away
by the devil
love of humanity
beauty that widens my eyes

how may I ask?
does one hug an angel
To know someone who cares about the children and the Genocide, remember we all must stand together.
Arthur Vaso Aug 13
By the river side
the weeds grew and spread
covering the shoreline
life there a vibrant bloom

Now they grow everywhere
cultivated and sown
feeding humanity
beauty sways in the summer breeze

The Elder Wheat stem said long ago
they think of us as a nuisance
feed them and they will make us fields
where our dreams are told
love is passed on
we shall conquer the world
harming not a soul
our stems
fertile
all love and life will grow

She of Nazareth
a heart that glows
Arthur Vaso Aug 12
Before lights out
a small pleasure
milk and a cookies
childhood revisited
yet
wracked with guilt
for the child
cowering from bombs
on an empty stomach
Bethlehem forgotten
Never will be I silent, not matter how hopeless and small my voice seems to me
Arthur Vaso Jul 2
I wanted to write a poem
about you today
I lost all my words
so let your ears hear my heart
beat
a song of love
for someone
whom makes me smile
simple thoughts, I know
is how I see you treat others
that makes my heart glow
even my tears
have slowed
To know such kindness and empathy is a comforting thing.
Arthur Vaso Jun 28
A home
is
warm, inviting
living beings
lives unfolding
Christmas carols
children's laughter

then

it becomes a house
empty
barren rooms
death now roams freely
dancing slowly to sad memories

then

a new family of smiles
children play
a new home
life recycled
memories built
on sand castles

then

it becomes a simple
house again, empty
whispers of the past
deaths song sings again
time moves on

I lived in a place
that was a house
never a home
Arthur Vaso Jun 11
Memories are killing me
tears are drowning me
your words of softness
flew away, yet
I hold dear these memories
soft flames burning my heart
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