dream of a soldier

I Dream A World
I dream a world where man
No other man will scorn,

Where love will bless the earth
And peace its paths adorn

I dream a world where all
Will know sweet freedom's way,

Where greed no longer saps the soul
Nor avarice blights our day.

A world I dream where black or white,
Whatever race you be,
Will share the bounties of the earth
And every man is free,

Where wretchedness will hang its head
And joy, like a pearl,
Attends the needs of all mankind-
Of such I dream, my world!
Langston Hughes

 

 



God on Trial - full movie - high resolution

Marines of Company K 1917-18 - full movie

LITTLE BROWN DOG

A LITLE BROWN DOG

WALKED OUT OF THE FOG

HE KNEW HE HAD  FOUND A HOME

HE RAN A LONG WAY

WHAT CAN WE SAY

HIS LSHORT LEGS WERE PRETTY TIRED.

HE BARKED AT THE DOOR

DID SOMEONE ANSWER?

HE WAS GREETED WITH A HOWDY-DO

HE KNEW RIGHT AWAY

HE HAD YHE FOUNED THE RIGHT PLACE

BY THE LOOK ON THAT FACE.

AND A BISCUIT READY TO CHEW.

BLESSED IS THE MATCH

Blessed is the match consumed in kindling flame.

Blessed is the flame that burns in the secret fastness of the heart.

Blessed is the heart with strength to stop its beating for honor’s sake.

Blessed is the match consumed in kindling flame.  -Hannah Senesh

 

My God, My God, I pray that these things never end,

The sand and the sea,

The rustle of the waters,

Lightning of the Heavens,

The prayer of Man.

אלי, אלי, שלא יגמר לעולם

החול והים

רישרוש של המים

ברק השמים

תפילת האדם

The voice called, and I went.

I went, because the voice called.  -Hannah Senesh

 

There are stars whose radiance is visible on earth
though they have long been extinct.
There are people whose brilliance continues to light the world
though they are no longer among the living.
These lights are particularly bright when the night is dark.
They light the way for mankind. -Hannah Senesh

UNTITLED

So you think you are saving the world.

Shooting and killing

Looting and spilling

the blood

of people who bear you no ill.

Each man is a hero.

Each woman a pawn.

You smash, curse and damn.

What good is accomplished

By all of the noise?

We seem to go farther away from the dawn.

JANE NEALE

a funeral poem

When I am gone release me
Let me go, I have so many things to see and do
You mustn't tie yourself to me with tears
Be happy that we had so many beautiful years
I gave to you my love
You can only guess how much you gave me in happiness
I thank you for the love you each have shown
But now it's time I travel alone
So grieve awhile for me, if grieve you must
Then let your grief be comforted by my trust
It's only for awhile that we must part
So bless the memories within your heart
I won't be far away, for life goes on
So if you need me, call and I will come
Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near
And if you listen within your heart you'll hear
All my love around you soft and clear
And then when you must come this way alone
I'll greet you with a smile and say
"Welcome Home."

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