poetry, help pick the best poem?

which poem is the best poem in your opinion?

choose the poem that touches your heart the most.

I need to present this for my english class and teach people about it. thank you!

answer me ASAP!

1. Ozymandias

I met a traveller from an antique land

Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,

Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown

And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.

And on the pedestal these words appear:

My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:

Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!'

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,

The lone and level sands stretch far away".

2. WE WILL NEVER FORGET - AUSCHWITZ

by Alexander Kimel - Holocaust Survivor

We will never forget the selections at Auschwitz,

Where Black Jackals condemned millions to gas,

Right - death, left - life, right death... death ...death.

The black finger, surrounded with barking dogs,

Works like the Angel of Death, creating living hell.

Children are torn apart from the tender embrace

Of mothers, clinging to their treasures.

Babies wailing from hunger,

Parents parting tearfully with their children.

Fathers shaken with helpless rage.

The condemned form a column of trembling fear.

Soon the mass of fainting humanity

Is lead to the clean foyer of death.

Disrobe quickly, take a shower and you will be fed.

Food! Food! The hungry mass of disoriented humanity

Awakens runs and fights to get into the chamber of gas.

The heavy door closes and the cyclone dropped.

Soon the parents choke and turn blue,

Later the children turn rigid with death

The people become a twisted load,

Of intertwined limps and heads glued with blood.

When the human pulp is ready for the works,

Sondercommando quickly pull,

The bodies apart, peel the gold from the mouths.

And the remains are taken to the open pit,

Where the bones are cleaned with fire,

And the fat drained for human soap.

Six days a week the Jackals drink beer,

And rejoice doing the Devil's work.

Sunday is the day of rest, the day

When the Jackals ride to the Church, to praise God

And assure the Salvation of their pious souls.

Deutschland, Deutschland Uber Alles!

In this Kingdom of Evil,

There is no peace for the Righteous.

It is the wicked that inherited

This tortured World, engulfed

In the red, milky, cry-absorbing fog,

Guarding the wilted conscience of man.

3. Hanging Fire

By Audre Lorde

I am fourteen

and my skin has betrayed me

the boy I cannot live without

still sucks his thumb

in secret

how come my knees are

always so ashy

what if I die

before morning

and momma's in the bedroom

with the door closed.

I have to learn how to dance

in time for the next party

my room is too small for me

suppose I die before graduation

they will sing sad melodies

but finally

tell the truth about me

There is nothing I want to do

and too much

that has to be done

and momma's in the bedroom

with the door closed.

Nobody even stops to think

about my side of it

I should have been on Math Team

my marks were better than his

why do I have to be

the one

wearing braces

I have nothing to wear tomorrow

will I live long enough

to grow up

and momma's in the bedroom

with the door closed.

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  • 9 years ago
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    Shelley's Ozymandias has been moving people for two hundred years. We do not know if Alexander Kimel or Audre Lorde's reputation will last even fifty years - but if these poems are anything to go by, they certainly don't deserve to.

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  • 3 years ago

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