Best Bombings Poems
hate knows no limits
Boston or Beirut Bombings
innocent ones die
in Paris or Pakistan
atrocities unlabeled
innocent ones die
Baghdad or Berlin
Lives should have the same value
innocent ones die
innocent ones die
religion or politics~~~
extremism kills
Terrorism reigns
the world is no longer safe
innocent ones die
say a prayer for all
terror plays no favorites
innocent ones die
Eileen
It took time for the soldier to realize,
that no one was truly self-sufficient,
after the raids and the bombings, hunger materialized,
and life seemed insufficient,
the villagers took refuge in a form of weakness,
as they watched their government fail,
and their lives sail,
unable to ask for any kind of help or guidance,
because of their own blood trail,
left by strangers in their land,
as most of these bystanders
become prisoners to a foreign command,
these thoughts flashed through the soldiers head,
as he walked around the countless dead,
he fought so many wars and won,
and he knew when another war starts,
they’ll take his son,
he gazed at the sleeping form of an old woman,
wrapped in a filthy sheet,
as she rocked nervously on the side of the street,
and small children huddled together,
and it appeared they haven’t had a bite to eat,
they simply watched and waited,
and for the most part,
that’s what the soldier hated,
these sights tugged at his heart,
but he was just following the chains of command,
there were whispered exchanges,
but he knew God would somehow understand.
We were invaded peacefully
There was no sign of strife
Then they went back to their own planet
To find intelligent life
The Major told the Five Star
Yes sir, I did read all the reports
And I hurried to the men’s room
Because I had to change my shorts
Had they caught the alien invaders
The world would have been in shock
And we would have went to war
Because earthlings are too dumb to talk
We might have ordered bombings
Because we were afraid to take a chance
And if the bombs were ineffective
We’d have probably peed our pants
We use our natural resources
But we never use our ears
And our leaders manipulate our feelings
By playing on our fears
If you don’t believe me
I hope this will make you smile
I like your planet earthling
Think I’ll stay here for a while.
When he came from Nam he had a plan
That not many people would understand.
To help children see that not all in life
Was destruction and poverty.
With death and bombings all around
All he could hear was the children s sounds.
With tears in their eyes and not understanding why
Why so many bodies on the ground
And not a one making a sound.
All he could see was these faces of despair
Children did not understand and could not care.
These visions of the war would
always stay in his mind
From that day forward till the end of time.
He vowed that he would do all that he can
To help all children and his fellow man.
When you see the ravages of war
And a country torn apart
And its people scattered
Then staying alive is all that matters.
He knew that he could not stop this genocide
But he knew for the future children he had to try.
He wanted to create a place called “children s world”
A safe haven for every boy and girl.
A place where children could be children
And war they would not see.
Where they could be with friends and their families.
A place with a roof over their heads
Hot food and a bed.
He knows with time this dream will come true
“It just depends on people like you.”
Ash Wednesday
Ash Wednesday, the day to confess and repent
As we enter the solemn season of Lent
The ashes remind us that "Dust thou art"
And one day from this world we will depart.
Worldwide, the faithful honor this tradition
With devotional hearts and sincere contrition
But, sadly, some people are not so disposed
To "Love thy neighbor" their hearts are closed.
Thus, the Russian leader is attacking Ukraine
Causing destruction and inflicting pain
Amidst the bombings and rocket flashes
Businesses and dwellings are reduced to ashes.
Today sacred ashes we wear on our forehead
But whose soul will bear the ashes of the dead?
The guilt of this burden to the tyrant is given
In the eternity to come can he ever be shriven?
Molly Moore
I am a Muslim, I’m not a “terrorist”.
How can I be a terrorist
when I’m against all kinds of injustice.
I’m against every act of sin and evil.
I hate all kinds of crime and even loathe
what Adolf did to the innocent Jewish people.
I hate what God hates; He (Allah) hates oppression.
I’m against stealing, against taking away
people’s loved ones and belongings for no reason.
I’m against suicide bombings,
against racism, against ignorance,
against self-harm and even derision.
What God hates I hate and God (Allah) hates
oppression. I hate it too when people fight
for foolish nationalistic reasons.
I’m a Muslim; I follow the true religion
of mercy from Allah the Most Merciful
Who simply wants us to answer His Call
to believe in Just One -Just One God of all.
So don’t call me a “terrorist” when I clearly
don’t have a ‘mass destruction’ weapon
and my goal in life is to
be with our God (Allah) in Heaven.
I’m all shocked and confused
after watching the news
hostages, bombings and shoot-
ings, this is really too much
I can’t do much
so my mission
is to pray for all the victims
their families and the millions
of French people all over the world
'Round & round the block she goes
Whose house she stops nobody knows
Curtains are drawn lest darkness appear
Clip-clop the lady in dark we all fear
Neighbors are heard, sobs distant muffle
Drones in the sky cause quite a kerfuffle
What evil minds invent such horror?
I pray Mother Mary help us! I implore
"Cease-fire for one-day" he exhorts with mirth
"Bombings will resume" just after His Birth
12/25/14
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Down into the valley of socialization
Societal vices thrives without limitation
In my city, moral has worn the clothes of
civilization
It's value have nosedived into the pit of
humiliation
There both male and female feast just like
the beast
Meanwhile you cant resist the cyst
Cause it has covered both You and I
Today, shame has no hidden place in our
heart
Our conscience is driven away like a sport
car
The fume from the exhaust we applaud
But you know carbon mono-oxide is lethal
Yet we claim its civilization
Wont this kill You and I
Nakedness is an act of being naked
A product of shamelessness
The society is helpless because our mothers
are less concerned
'Flaunt it. You've got what it takes'
Thus: she praised as she catwalk down the
stricken street
At adolescent she conceived and bore a child
of no father
Will this not affect You and I
Truth...why are you pleading for it
It has been long buried beneath the six feet
As you can see, corruption triumph more in
our societies
From kids to parents,leaders to followers,
home to abroad
It has diffused through the earth just like fart
But no one cares; all we care about is NOW
Change the only factor that has remained
constant
Will you not change before the story is told to
You and I
Killings, suicide bombings, cheat, treason,
occult, lynching,
Kidnapping, indulgence, Nuisance, violence,
hypocrisy et al
Are all bored of corruption
End time is not close; Jesus Christ is not
coming today
But one day, you will wake up and find
yourself in hell or heaven
If we don't choose to make the world a better
place today
Wont this affect You and I?
I went straight from High school into the service,
I was feeling proud but extremely nervous.
My mother cried with tears of joy,
she said, “I will try to stop referring to you as my little boy.”
I arrived at Basic Training with a bus load of candidates,
we were greeted quite loudly at the main entry gates.
The Drill Sergeants called us everything they could think of,
we knew, at least from them, we would receive no love.
We were too young to drink and barely able to vote,
we were all different races, but we were in the same boat.
We had eight weeks to learn how to work as a team,
we started to believe that it was all a bad dream!
We went to bed late but were up before dawn,
we do more before nine is definitely right on!
Basic Training was tough but we all got through it,
things would get worst and we pretty much knew it.
We would be on the front lines as Infantry Soldiers,
there would be a lot of responsibility put on our shoulders.
The first orders we received took us to the Middle East,
our primary mission was to bring about peace.
For the first time in our lives we were in a foreign land,
the things we saw you could never understand.
The precision bombings caused so much destruction,
the whole place looks like it needs reconstruction.
We are under attack on a regular basis,
our so-called enemy is in more and more places.
Perhaps we are acquiring more and more enemies,
the hate for us here is like an infectious disease.
We were instrumental in removing a terrible dictator,
but the level of danger here has gotten even greater.
Nobody wants to admit that we are in a civil war,
many of us are now on our second or third tour.
I have lost some of my comrades along the way,
we all know the risks and that is all I can say.
We will defend our country from all enemies, foreign and domestic,
we are a force to be reckoned with and we are not to be messed with!
We will win this so-called war on terror,
messing with the United States was their biggest error!
A successful completion of our mission would be a thing of beauty,
we are proud we answered “the call to duty.”
My Dearest Most Only BeLoved Lenore, I woke up this morning with the warmth of the Sun cascading on my face.The morning Doves singing for YOUR Happiness in Glory.If YOU are reading this on YOUR way to the Pearly Gates to meet me, I won't be there but I ask a boon.Please go to the Door of Heaven for there YOU will find Martin Richard, 8 Years old; Krystle Campbell, 29; Lingzi Lu, I don't know how old she is but she's young and Chinese, which is not a language barrier in Heaven. All three should be joining YOU today,courtesey of the evil ; YOU do not know that thrives here on Earth. that's not all I ask YOU to Salute Officer Sean Collier, 26 he was a victim on the GOOD side for the betterment of man.(If they want they can each have a B O S T O N RedSox Pennent from those I gave YOU to hold FOR me.Tell Them, Their Family Loves them, the Community LOves them, Their Country LOVes Them, Their Leaders LOVEs them, and I'm
sure I and the "SOUPERS" LOVES Them. As for me my LOVE : Maybe Tomorrow.With LOVE for the EONS of Eternity,ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Husband Entwined as ONE.
Harry
Dedicated to the Victims of the Marathon Bombings
and the Officer that gave his life trying to Quell the Enemy.
One lovely ballerina
The bombings slammed
No more dancing
28.04.2013
A-L Andresen :)
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Japan, land of rising SUN
Faced Natures devastation
Tsunami, earthquake obliterated cities
Lost all but not hope, maturity, sanity
Collective harmony, community first attitude
No honking, no mad overtaking; only understanding on jammed roads
No shoplifting when lights fused in malls
Mature media, compassionate humanity
No bloodcurdling visuals of chest beating or wild grief
No hypocrisy of help by Politicians
Well cultivated patience, doggedness to move on
Relief work, removal of debris, building roads at amazing speed
No mass scale panic on tanking of stocks, yen vulnerability
Cultured dignity, dignified grace
Disciplined queues for water, groceries, no chaotic scenes, squabbles
People buying to meet present need, so everybody could get something.
High moralistic Human values
Restaurants cut prices, no burglary at unguarded ATM
Plain speak on Nuclear threat levels
Japanese have done it before
Hiroshima and Nagasaki bombings could only maim not rein
Tsunami and earthquake could only dissolve few cities not their resolve
Crisis handling, innate to Japanese
God gave volcanoes
They marshalled art of baking on it rather than getting charred
Japan, the land of rising SON
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By Hitendra Mehta
May 2011
For Members Contest - Trubute to Japan by Debbie Guzzi
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It was written down in Black and White
Beautiful people segregated
Their dignity denied
A nation diminished and divided
Deprived and depraved
Hatred in the heart spewed out
Across the pages
Erupted on the streets
In peaceful protests
The sound of struggle songs
To ease the wrongs
Batons, beatings and bombings
Courtrooms, judges and jail cells
The sickening crack of gunfire
So many cried
Too many died
The pain runs deep
It wasn’t meant to be
And it’s left a shameful legacy
Which in the end
Only Love will mend
Lithuania has told Vladimar Putin to keep out of our nation
They've been shifting freight to and from the Russian federation
Putin has said they'll take action, it's just another hollow threat
But if he takes any kind of military action with force he'll be met.
Any hostile act against one, is a hostile action against us all
Lithuania has nothing to fear and it's Vlad Putin who'll fall
Because any hostile action will then trigger article five
NATO will respond with force, and Putin will be lucky to survive.
If Vladimar Putin wants to send freight to the Kaliningrad region
He'll have to find another way, the west won't give permission
But NATO' s eagle eyes are watching, Vladimar Putin's every move
And certainly won't back down, the west has nothing to prove.
Russia's botched special operation so far, has been a total disaster
They think Ukraine will give in to bombings, atrocities and slaughter
Ukrainians are proud and would rather die, than lose their sovereignty
And have repelled the Russians in battle with acts of sheer bravery.
Written 21st June 2022