When the Nazis came for the communists,
I remained silent;
I was not a communist.
When they locked up the social democrats,
I remained silent;
I was not a social democrat.
When they came for the trade unionists,
I did not speak out;
I was not a trade unionist.
When they came for the Jews,
I remained silent;
I wasn't a Jew.
When they came for me,
there was no one left to speak out.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Love is You.
My love.
As I sit at work, I can only think of being around you.
To see your smile, hear that laugh.
But when I'm around you, I can only think of being close to you
In your arms, lying on your chest
Listening to you breath the sweetest melody - the Song of Us
As the pounding of your heart supplies the rhythm, it never misses the beat
You are the sun to my moon.
Yes, the world can see me for what I am
But they don't see that it is you the gives me Light.
Strength.
Courage I need to face the world. And show them my best.
You are to my soul what poetry is to my mind.
Yes, I can do it on my own. But why would I want to?
When you are there to set me free
To look into the secrets of me,
Staring, without regard, at the shackles my past has placed
And, without judgment, finding something worthy of liberation
Paul said Love is Patient. Love is Kind.
Baby, Love is You.
You are My Lullaby. My Sun. My Poetry. My Love.
Love is You.
C. C. McFarlan
9/9/2010
As I sit at work, I can only think of being around you.
To see your smile, hear that laugh.
But when I'm around you, I can only think of being close to you
In your arms, lying on your chest
Listening to you breath the sweetest melody - the Song of Us
As the pounding of your heart supplies the rhythm, it never misses the beat
You are the sun to my moon.
Yes, the world can see me for what I am
But they don't see that it is you the gives me Light.
Strength.
Courage I need to face the world. And show them my best.
You are to my soul what poetry is to my mind.
Yes, I can do it on my own. But why would I want to?
When you are there to set me free
To look into the secrets of me,
Staring, without regard, at the shackles my past has placed
And, without judgment, finding something worthy of liberation
Paul said Love is Patient. Love is Kind.
Baby, Love is You.
You are My Lullaby. My Sun. My Poetry. My Love.
Love is You.
C. C. McFarlan
9/9/2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
I Cry
Can I cry? Just this once?
Without the world judging me?
Can I let my voice wail to the Heavens
The saddest song a soul can sing?
Because talking it over doesn't work
My point doesn't seem to be getting through
And while yelling is relieving
I never mean to disrespect you
I've tried writing it all down
-My troubles, my pain, my fears
But this poetry doesn't speak in the intended volume
Because they have yet to reach your ears
So let me cry.
Because all this time I've been inhaling, ready to explode
I've been sucking up all the names I've been called
The shit that I've been through
I suck up all of my emotions
And, in one exhale, Lord, I cry to You!
Because at the end of the day
You have felt my pain
And I know you've been patiently waiting
For me to call on your name
I put my trust in man
And he's failed me more times than not
But through the weakness of their spirits
I see you standing. My rock.
You're my salvation. So save me!
I can't do it alone, believe me I've tried
You are strong when I am weak
You offer a shoulder should I need to cry
And so I cry.
I cry.
I cry.
CC McFarlan
Without the world judging me?
Can I let my voice wail to the Heavens
The saddest song a soul can sing?
Because talking it over doesn't work
My point doesn't seem to be getting through
And while yelling is relieving
I never mean to disrespect you
I've tried writing it all down
-My troubles, my pain, my fears
But this poetry doesn't speak in the intended volume
Because they have yet to reach your ears
So let me cry.
Because all this time I've been inhaling, ready to explode
I've been sucking up all the names I've been called
The shit that I've been through
I suck up all of my emotions
And, in one exhale, Lord, I cry to You!
Because at the end of the day
You have felt my pain
And I know you've been patiently waiting
For me to call on your name
I put my trust in man
And he's failed me more times than not
But through the weakness of their spirits
I see you standing. My rock.
You're my salvation. So save me!
I can't do it alone, believe me I've tried
You are strong when I am weak
You offer a shoulder should I need to cry
And so I cry.
I cry.
I cry.
CC McFarlan
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