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The Man on the Hill
It made me sad when I saw him there.
Beaten and bruised as he carried it.
No one helped him.
No one cared.
He hadn’t hurt anyone, yet they hated him.
He hadn’t stolen anything, yet they despised him.
All of this made no sense to me.
Why was a man who was faultless being punished?
Why was a man who healed and renewed life to people g...
Thursday 10th April 2025 12:23 pm
Forgive, Not Forget
A time will come when we forgive,
Though that time is not yet;
But even when forgiveness comes,
None of us will forget.
We won’t forget the agony,
The sadness and the waste;
We won’t forget the insults hurled
With puerile lack of taste.
We won’t forget our cities wrecked,
Our soldiers blown to bits;
We won’t forget the fearful nights,
The lethal missile h...
Thursday 6th February 2025 9:40 pm
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