Armed Poems - Poems about Armed

If you think you can fight Christ Now walk and work on your own light Or dark without any support, religion Without hurting any or otherwise. Know your mind not the matter weigh your heart not the weight Tend your own garden thriving With integrity not with alliance For manipulation but elevation. When you wanna make a prey...

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Media frenzy nbs cbs abc cnn msnbc gatheted After riots broke out proud boys met with the 17 year old armed with an assault rifle madness the entire city engulfed violence groups arrived by the train loads armed in a place where 17 and dangerous matters gangs are rampant I myself and my children were...

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Layin down this heavy sword for a spell, Dropping these rusty gauntlets of shame. A shadow cast thought I knew so well., Layin down this heavy sword for a spell. Open arms long for hugs, but who can tell.. Love left a heart broken yet whole again. Layin down this heavy sword for a spell, Dropping these rusty gauntlets of shame....

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A long armed Groot at the root of this fruit/ The strong alarmed the wrong loot and followed through against the coup/ Flipped script is ridiculous as I re-jiggle this penned mess/ Stripped it’s ludicrous how crude I kiss and caress this sent injustice/ Picked up this food for our crust to protrude and fizz it does just...

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Skunk concealed carry armed...

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Withered tattered soldier Juggling life's boulders ON a battlefield beholding Men of steel Fifty pieces of silver Never established fever Breaking a fast Pass the chocolate cake Enough is not enough Shows likes to write thee wrongs Others have done To protect the innocent ones Battled wrong Soldier says Grappling evil spiritual drone Never driven never drove Dirty man made of clay Watered soul flowing Dirty heart beatings Talons embracing done Armed soldiers abandon written words...

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I asked Eddy on this and he asked me who told me. I said one of the lads but I don’t want you hurting him. He was fine. I said I knew a bank robber when I was in the south before. They’re what I call alternative businessmen. They rob a bank and don’t have...

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Eddy, Bank Robber When I worked in Park Cake Bakery there was an interesting guy I worked with. His name was Eddy. Now Eddy had a very sharp mind, was an alpha male and had several scars on his face from old fights. It wasn’t his cake making or scars that got our attention; it was...

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~" All that you come you touched my hair picked out the irregularities.You held me there Your skin blossomed that's my tender voice talks to. You, you my darling stumble. Forth seen as you and I you and I, visions crossed see eye to eye. I embraced we begin to talk and yet...

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~ A Monorhymed Fantasy ~ A virgin maid of twenty-nine angelic face, most benign Sought the life of the front lines her upbringing undermined... Two devilish, slack-jawed canines leaped at the cowering feline Antagonistic, their bloodlines simmering in rancid brine... Camouflaged prone, not supine a-slither and a-serpentine Amidst the poison ivy vine fangs redolent of...

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Empty the prisons let felons romp free get rid of the police disarm the peeps a catastrophic experiment done at the expense of citizens crime surging to all time highs covid-19 has eaten all the baseballs riots are America's new past time the great purge has begun folks twenty four -seven-three sixty five- Heaven has to hire more security Saint Peter's gate has becomes unruly angels are...

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When did I learn somewhere, That Capitalism does not care? Should have realized when I was young, Economies flourish best with guns, Over here in Oz, you see, Iron ore and uranium, basically, These fund our economy, Is the human race naive? Depends on what you believe, Uncle Sam wants you and you, Take care, young chicks and dudes, Armed conflicts soon anywhere, When the Covid antidote...

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daughters drill sergeant was nicknamed mother Russia sons disneyland...

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I swing into action Armed with wine The spirit willing, really for anything Watch the Drama Fire in my eye, dry throat, cracking lip I stammer a little, with Socratic confidence I am stinking of words, ammunition from hell Most haunting jargon, charging and burning Listen, you mortals The making of a warrior, Galloping commando I tremble with tenor, who shall call the...

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Peace on Earth, Oh, We Will Not Comply Days of Mirth, No, We Will Not Comply Raise Our Rifles, Help the People Die Laws Are Trifles, We Will Not Comply....

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