Best Amputations Poems

Let me begin by saying that I'm so very sorry
but if I don't kill you, you're going to kill me.
I wish there was another way but no other solution will come to me.
If I Don't Kill You, You're Going To Kill Me.
Through out great and...

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When tons of doom filled nights fall upon your head,
embers glow fierce and fires burn unabated.
Recalling her last breath and wish you were dead
in poem's last line, you've been beat and castrated.
From the heavens, a voice thunders out dire threats
about loses and late breakfasts without...

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a flustered tango of Gypsy moths 
drumming the porchlight; chalk artists; 
the endemic disappearance of farms—silos lost 
in unkempt fields;  space stations; the sunlit-scent of lemon 
oil on cherry wood; birth; the chasm between cultural 
appropriation & cultural appreciation; the history in our dust;...

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I’ve seen them: humungous stumps of once gigantic trees
 that made a forest sacred-
knowing it was men that lopped off such magnificence

Stealers of beauty and promise:
these amputations leave their scars
 on  the convolutions of mankind’s
collective brain

Where, if I could 
I would venture back in...

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PITA BREAD

Go in the Portal to read.
It is just a vestibule to perceive, to conceive, to form beliefs, to establish creeds.
This world is in a make-believe that government is to bring subordinates to their knees.
They lack the power to achieve the leadership they seek.
Inform yourself...

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Burning bodies, staring eyes.
   Smoking chimneys, human cries.
   Gas chambers for Jews to die.
   Frozen corpses piled up high.
   Electric wires inflicting pain.
   Mass starvation, inhumane.
   Old aged people, mental cases
  ...

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Physician’s convictions to poison their patients,
Procedures with Ether, cold X-Ray stations 
A thousand scans in milligrams, 
Lobotomies and Amputations…
 
Surgeries to transform me, 
Imperfections to augment 
Blood Transfusions, concussions, contusions- 
For just a small improvement!...

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I wrote this about the recent passing of my mother, Annette.  She was a rock, kind and
loving, my confidant and best friend - a Godly woman.  I miss her already, deeply.  

She died on January 24th, 2009 at 10:30 p.m. due to...

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(A journey into the First World War)

The trembled hand
the twitching face.
A desperate draw on cigarette
looking for courage in a cordite breath.

Huddled in mud protected by 
slime filled walls, 
these walls of Jericho shake
crumbling into my fear.

My tomb beckons another inspection.
Buried alive under corrupted soil,
a land...

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Things are quiet here, a friend writes
in the first email of his long life:  

Most mornings I drive to Gillson Park,
sit and read beside the Lake.
The waves are a symphony.
Books are better there. Sometimes 
a redwing blackbird will attack, 
protecting its nest. The weather's...

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After tasting the homemade 
poison, the walls, 
start moving.
The poppies are in bloom.
I am not interested in morphine 
or codeine. A sago palm has 
come of age, preparing to
put up the conical sex.
A trust deficit will not know,
the signature of veneer, of
the gender.

Something moves behind...

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Irritatingly often unnecessarily compliant
to the whims of those about him
endlessly wordlessly wondering
about the many demented subjective qualities
of our ever present mammalian imperative via
a thought balloon filled with candy and bullets
that lingers menacingly overhead
announcing the death of the Occult
the secrets of which simply ran out of...

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Swollen knees bring
fears of blocked tubes -- 
harbingers of destruction,
cold limbs, looming amputations.

Swollen knees bring
alternate explanations for pain –
cysts maybe? fears subside.
maybe just an infection…

Swollen knees bring
reminders of aging frames.
age-related deterioration,
speaks of a well-ripened life.

Swollen knees bring
streams of gratitude for
the many things knees can do.
joints...

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Faith, a mythical bird of your imagination
Sent by an imaginary friend to defend you
who will only help if you have heaped on adoration 
I'm not sharing inside information just a realisation, faith isn't your friend !
did faith cure cancer or stop amputations its very over...

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Their philosophers dehumanized our ancestors.
 Their missionaries demonized their humanity.
 Their merchants made them chattel.
 Whippings, rapes, amputations,
 For the training of wild ******* who can be forced to work at will.
 The expression of barbarism in all its splendor for all these bodies soiled...

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