Best Barbarity Poems

Rising from the desert sand
was a shimmering mirage
of a thousand shouts
	Heated winds of fanaticism,
	intense and blowing violently loud
Shrill calls to blood prayer seethe,
breathing fiery invocations
of a perverted philosophy
Screaming death to the infidels — 
a scarlet smeared mirror reflecting
black cloth covered savagery
Crimson prayers are the daubed...

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JE SUIS CHARLIE — Afterthought

The shock of this most frightening tragedy is practically beyond 
the pale of any reasonable or adequate attempt or effort to explain
it or to rationalize the horrible circumstances surrounding it.

Let me just say that all of us who are writers and...

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A Rhyming Tale Of The Barbaric, Murderous, Trail Of Tears

Sun had failed to rise on this once deep and true red-bloodied land
Horrors of death, shock and saddest surprise was soon to be at hand
Tiny moccasin feet trudged along in coldest of that bitter wintry cold
So...

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The sky is red by the blood being shed
The conscience of civilized world asleep
Where in the world is humanity being lead
Here is a corpse there is a throat cut deep

Vultures are feasting, dogs devouring
Devils dancing, angels clamoring
Monsters feasting, demons dancing
Guns tottering, weapons wielding

Is Muslim blood...

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This once majestic creature - its form
now a dried hide stretched over mutilated bones.

As defenseless in death, as it was in life,
its tusks hacked from its noble skull.

Its ear rests serenely on its shoulder
among dead sticks the carcass testifies
to the barbarity of evil men
front legs...

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Our swollen faces
have become dashboards of our miseries, 
The wounds may heal
but the scars will remind us still
of the the tears we shed to the blood lost, 
of the shallow holes we dug with our bruised fingers
and the rough terrains we lay our heads at...

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Neither a fable, 
Nor a tale, 
This is a fact,
A story to tell,
To everyone, female and male.
To generations, younger and frail.

About a threat, a monster from the East,
That struck the world like a beast,
Attacked Europe by cold and mist,
Oceans of horsemen, millions at least,
Ravaged cathedrals,...

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Paris November 13th Makes Me Weep — Afterthought

The shock and tragedy of this most horrendous event of slaughter, murder, and unmitigated evil are indeed a very sad commentary on the state mankind finds itself in today as the dark specter of terrorism and chaos attempts...

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Walking along the trail he thought about days past. 
They were told they had to leave, but never were they asked. 
The morning dew was cool as they began the long walk west. 
When his father said don't look back he knew it was for...

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We will be the trustees of life's passions...
The villas of villainous Rome are burning behind me
from Capua to the Cisalpine Alps the skyline is smoldering from her savage sins,
monuments of luxury built, furnished,  and sustained by generations of misery
crumbling in the aftermath of egalitarian...

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Ellis Island
Men come here to see a statue
With hungry masses at it I knee
I come here to breathe again
The simplicity of the allusion
For I knew Moby Dick
Was not why alone
Our children were born
Blemished like the rainbow
So I come to see
Where he had slept resisting to...

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An extra shot of whiskey,
To keep my hands steady,
A potent dosage of psycho,
To kill everyone in this fermented grotto,
A torrent of tears,
To drown my homicidal regrets and masochistic fears.

Sadistically driven by revenge claimed so long ago,
Sewing makeshift stitches over my gaping emotional wounds,
Accumulated from years...

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future generations of a democratic socialist society

will study our barbarity

and study

how and why

the transition from democratic socialism to communism

will be made with great care

to avoid the pitfalls of returning to capitalism

the communist society

will study us with sorrow

but the seeds of the work that we do

will...

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Reason insufficient, put no man above the law
And to instigate
To aid and abet in any form of hate
Is a fundamental conspiracy
Against his own exalted view
Of the savage transformed to deity by reason.
I cannot speak of St. Bartholome's massacre
But I know revulsion
For five females raped, the...

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UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: L (50) - Tongue-Teasers

The « early bird catches the worm » only because the worm has not woken up yet.

« I don’t love you ! I hated your father ! » - must be the real reason why « Mother F.….r » is...

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