"I feel deeply within myself the presence of a companion soul which has me exist in your world of love and human kindness -- to rekindle its fire."
--Linh Duy Vo

A Parent's Prayer

My dear Teacher and 12 Students
Please let your Columbine High spirits guide my pen
Bless my soul so it can write
An American reminder: this tragedy won’t happen again…

Linh Duy Vo

My prayers for you
Let there be warmth in your heart
Melting the cold night!

Linh Duy Vo
October 1, 2002 © / a haiku


Tell me your sadness...
Ambivalent sides I take:
My love or my home?

Linh Duy Vo
September 27, 2002 ©


When you and I die:
Unforgettable memories
While we were alive...

Linh Duy Vo
October 1, 2002 © 


I was not born to be a saint. 
I am a human and a sinner. 
I am a poet and I am not a money maker. 
But the Lord never leaves me, He provides. 

Linh Duy Vo
December 6, 2002 ©



A Christian is a sinner
Who is aware of himself,
Believing in One's sin-washing blood.

Linh Duy Vo
July 27, 2002 ©


Jesus was sent here
Not to Bless the holy Saints
But us the sinners!

Linh Duy Vo
August 21, 2002 ©

Hello Friend

I share with you my joy, my hurt
You listen with empathy
My despair gives way to my hope
That you shall share yours with me...

Linh Duy Vo
September 5, 2002 ©

In Memory Of

Our Beloved Columbine High's Students

And Teacher William "Dave" Sanders

On the first Sunday

After you left us

So innocently

What pierced your heart

That took you to a world of infinity?

Here is a bouquet of flowers

Each one with your name

Cassie Bernall

Steven Curnow

Corey DePooter

Kelly Fleming

Matthew Kechter

Daniel Mauser

Daniel Rohrbough

William "Dave" Sanders

Rachel Scott

Isaiah Shoels

John  Tomlin

Lauren Townsend

Kyle Velasquez

Rest in Peace my dear Brothers and Sisters

A poem will never take place of Psalm 23

May God embrace you in our prayers

Will be there with you wherever your destiny...

 Linh Duy Vo


"Emphasize Education."


Dear Son

Now you see people are pleased
With the verdict.
The two officers are guilty
The other two are not
But sufferings have fallen on each family.
He may be a bad cop at a bad time, 
But he is a good father
He had a job to feed his kids
Helping others when in need.
Now you see a sad lesson in life
Someone led the car chase
And led many to an unspeakable phase.
Stay in school and learn my dear,
Education means America
And you will grow up without fear.
Dad has no money to buy all the books
But libraries are there for your looks.
Spend time helping out with the chores at home;
The gentle old man next door
Can hardly walk, go to him
And help pick up his mail on the floor.
Turn the radio on, hear the politician
He talks of not what he has done;
There must be a classical piece 
On the other station.
America is not black or white
She is there to protect the right
On her hands; a torch and a book
Dear son, our American Dream
You and I shall never overlook… 

Linh D. Vo 
April 17, 1993 ©

Healing Sonnet

(Dedicated to America's Teachers and Students
in memory of our victimized school children)

If you could write for us a few lines
To remind us of Emily Dickinson
No need for fancy rhymes
Just fill your heart with compassion.

We are happy here on this side
Somewhere in the infinite space
There are rainbows, prisms, and God aside
You on Earth call it a heavenly place.

We have a whole world of forgiveness to give
To the two that took away our earthly lives
To all whose hearts can see
Beyond the meager Planet Earth that forever strives.

Please learn from our Columbine school’s tragedy
Turn to God in the twilight of the 20th Century...

Linh Duy Vo
September 10, 1999 ©


My Dear Child

Write a note, prose, or a poem

That says…

Your posterity’s moral foundation

Ought to be built alongside

The foundation of your Godly churches.

Address the American moral reality

To your priests, rabbis, pastors, parents

Do not, my child, hold your brain surgeon liable

For your heart problems,

Go to your cardiologist.

Public schools are for your academic knowledge

Churches are for your spirit, your soul;

Go, my child, be a kind human and a good American…

Linh Duy Vo
(The Boy in the Poem)
May 18, 1999 ©



Don't keep your hurt nestled in silence
And burst out into shooting
The bloody consequences of 
Talk it out and let your anger be understood
Let your voice echo 
Then it will rest in silence of 

Linh Duy Vo
May 6, 1999 ©

See "The Ten Commandments"



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