Tag Archives: Suffer English Poems

Written after seeing a sizable crowd of young and old alike, thronging in our auditorium to donate blood – in a blood donation campaign! This sight gladdened me and made me feel that humanity is still not dead – in these decadent times – when everybody has neither time nor thought for others! Donate blood And be blessed To get …

A Good Friday: Christina Georgina Rossetti Am I a stone, and not a sheep, That I can stand, O Christ, beneath Thy cross, To number drop by drop Thy blood’s slow loss, And yet not weep? Not so those women loved Who with exceeding grief lamented Thee; Not so fallen Peter weeping bitterly; Not so the thief was moved; Not so …

Good Friday Poem: Alan Allegra “What makes Good Friday good?” you ask. A challenge! A rather daunting task. Some may dismiss it with a shrug and a smirk, And consider it another day off work. Others, religious, pious as such, Take a few minutes for a mournful watch; Merchants unlock their doors with glee, Anticipating the pre-Easter shopping spree. A bunny …