The Soldier's Poem by David Michael Jackson

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I reach inside and I twist

my heart out of my chest and I

hold it in my hands.

It is beating for you

rumba rumba baby baby

rumba rumba

can you hear my heart

I can feel it beating for those children of war

who did nothing

to earn

a look at the blood in the street

who did nothing

to learn

of the sound of gunfire in the night.

rumba rumba baby baby

rumba rumba

for the soldiers who said I’ll go

and went

and found not what they were seeking

only the

gunfire in the street

and the children

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Fires of War Poem by David Michael Jackson

To Heal

I want to say that
I am sorry
but
it is not enough to be sorry
it is not enough to cry
it is not enough to get even
or even to try to turn the other cheek.
The refugees gather at the border
“Their lives matter too”
It is enough to become quiet
in the silence of the crowd
it is enough to honor with silence
the dead and the living
it is enough to love again
and to feed the hungry ones
in silence
we cannot heal wih revenge
we must heal this wound
in our hearts
we bleed in silence
our tears fall into the rubble
but the fires still burn
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The Cure for Cancer Poem by David Michael Jackson

from David Michael Jackson

“My dad died of Leukemia in 1960. I was 12 years old.
Because of a news report I wrote this poem”

THE NEWS

they say that a pill

could cure my dad

40 years

too

late

and I cry

tears

of

joy

true

joy

rejoice!

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Spelling Poem by David Michael Jackson

Spelling Correction

to come back
and write a poem

again

to make a come back

and write again

or

paint

that’s the question

waiting

for an answer

waiting

for the sunrise or

waiting

for the

sunset

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Meaning of Life Poem by David Michael Jackson

SELF

So I said to myself
Self

Where is this leading

this living

this being

where is this leading I asked in a moment

of weakness

in a moment of pure futility

maybe the only pure thing I’ve

ever

known

as pure and as cold as the

mountain stream this futility

and I have made me a home in it

a warm home with a

fire

where I can burn my moments

and watch the smoke rise up from them

to heaven.

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Plant Seeds Poem by David Michael Jackson

Seeds and Weeds

plant seeds

that is my only advice

plant seeds and let the flowers grow

and pull the weeds yourself

for yourself

till whatever soil you have in this

world

grows flowers

words

music

art

ideas

science

grow anything which is good

and pull the weeds

yourself

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Things Only Appear as They Are Poem by David Michael Jackson

Questions/Answers

wonder and bewilderment
are our only clues

the question is our common friend

companion

foe

answers are times only

possession

the sun only appears to rise

set

the moon only appears to have

light

the stars only appear as tiny specks

all is not true

we appear to die forever

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Oh Sunlight Poem by David Michael Jackson

Oh Sunlight

Oh sunlight
all the romantic poets are
dead
except for
me
I will reach into the dew
I will
because it has been so long
so long indeed
so long since we and beauty met truth

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