A story of the great men of the faith - Saadi Shirazi

They relate a story of the great men of the faith. 

Recognizers of the truth of the essence of truth. 

Peace - Kewulay Kamara

Good evening people,

Good evening people

Mother - Ki Hyung-do

Mother

Is not coming home. She left

for the market, carrying on her head thirty 

stems of young radish to sell. She’s not

coming home. The sun has long

Set. I sit in the room like

A cold ball of uneaten rice in a bowl.

Bengali women - Joie Bose

perhaps it is how we were raised

always asked to keep our spine straight

to hold our heads high

On Easter - August Šenoa

On Easter back then, even now I recall,

The morning sun did toward us veer,

Full of life, of youth, I ran to you all,

Toward my village small and so dear.

Fire - Kwame Dawes

He is the man with the axe with its white edge.

He was born to a time of fire.

He took a pickaxe and walked to the rail

track and asked for work; and he stood

by the sparks and forging fire, standing

there as if the heat is food, pure food.

Elsie - Pamela Claire Mordecai

Elsie could cuss like a sailor

rip masts too when she swept

like a storm upgrading

minute by minute trading

The gloomy night to morning yields - Hans Chrestensen Sthen

The gloomy night to morning yields,

So brightly the day is breaking;

The sun ascends over hills and fields,

And birds are with song awaking.

The Survivor - Tadeusz Różewicz

I am twenty-four

led to slaughter

I survived.

Social media love - Pamela Elizabeth Acaye

Babes, Please I beg, Let us not waste time on grammar!

The time between is too short to waste on long words,