These days, the most sought out advanced degree
In Extreme Higher Education is in Plagiarism.
A student can also minor in Overt Racism,
Sexism, Misogyny, Stupidity, and Bigotry.
Help wanted signs will be posted in January,
On every freaking corners in Washington D.C.;
Muslims, Mexicans, Syrians and minorities'
Applications will not be accepted. Senior citizens
Can apply unless they voted in the last two elections.
The reason for the change in rules and policies
Is to NOT 'Make America Great Again'.
Only Europeans and Aryans can apply for political asylum.
The Statue of Liberty will be returned to Marine Le Pen.
More pamphlets will be distributed at the next symposium.
Copyright © November 12,2016 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
How to get rid of Blacks
How to get rid of Jews
How to get rid of Asian
How to get rid of Latins
How to get rid of Poors
How to get rid of Non-Aryans
Give them Abortion
Hell is waiting
Limericks crochetés : All the trappings of the rough-neck cult
All the trappings of the rough-neck cult
Baby-faced blond Aryans exult
Under star-striped umbrella
State seal insignia
Some Dad yells « OUT », muscle-men catapult
Can SUN also set in the Wild West
Where the cash – the Man says – will come to rest
How many will share wealth
How many get free health
Deplete coffers for great job conquest ?
The tragic loss of a rising star
O ! Mark « Blond » face ! He’ll shine yet afar !
Blocked not by Destiny
But by peer fear envy :
Winsome mien sage’s ears passion galore !
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2016
I am a man, Aryan and true.
Persian in heart, bow at hand, I stare at the skys deep wild blue.
Child of the Sun, Hunter of the lion, king of kings, creator of freedom.
Look upon me for I am man, barer of the earth, Risen from the sand.
From a child so small ive grown and grown, taking the land of powers so bold.
Lydia,Egypt,Babylon, and more for I shall not stop until nothing but PARSA is told.
From the reigns of my horse I ride throu the land, never to stop as far as i can.
Until one so bold to even face persia, the macedonian was born.
Now I look upon ruins of my people, forever lost in the lands of Issus.
Taken from us the power of the world, Macedonia offers only but crysis.
Wanting a barbarian ideolized people, the leader so young is taken forever.
Now by there own hand they are destroyed, taking from the aryans the endeavor.
For we Achemenids will fight forever.....