Best Che Poems

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I woke up this morning with tears in my eyes,
your face was in the morning paper;
they shot you dead like a dog,
hunted you out all...

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“Die Another Day”


“Your mission, should you so deem it,
Is to infiltrate ALL Fluff Clusters in K.A.O.S. Headquarters
And bloody well steam it!”


“The Place is a hazardous...

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soak up the side streets of Montmartre, 
Paris, 	Pigalle on Boulevard de Clichy
class less 	art combusts	then drips 

- street beggars & tourists cant

writer Rubbish pastes...

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Cinnamon and apple fill the air 

Scent of Gram's famous pie

Warm fire roaring in the hall

Music turned up for all to hear

"Vivo per lei da...

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"Scarecrow"



Worldliness 
in those 
who traverse 
poets’ 
re-edited
edited 
re-edited
thoughts;
semicolan, pause
their notes;
Mark a line
crossed black
on a 
Poet’s cross
caught still 
breeze blowing 
through
tightly tied 
forgotten
Love Knots

See there, 
an...

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From time to time, people ask me
About my education.
Only then, I remember
I have no degrees or diplomas.
I attended no university either.
I hated textbooks and exams.
I...

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Tracing Outlines on my cup of tea
I stare at him out of the corner of my cavernous coffee eyes
Sitting there reading Che, Zapata, Chavez, Castro...

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esplosione de energia
rapida curve volu-
ttuose di
la tua innocenza flir-
tare angeli into=
ssicati dal
patroni di amre
di marca

ballare in bocca
di una tempe-
sta occulta
testimonionza
del passato
alta voce
de un vento che
circola
noi...

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odore scura de clorofilla
manghi stramature
in potiglia
innamarota di
i fili d'oro
dita vergini interpolano
la gentilezza e un viaggio
attraverso i campi
bruciato  i papavero
che circonda i templi
in rovino
di amore...

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In an old, crumbling town,
Everyone's been feeling down,
Children crying in despair,
Planes bombing in the air.

The war is intense, sad and deep,
But it has promises it...

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We are the freedom fighters, fighting for survival
Hopefully the next generation follow the same road in their arrival
I wanna make a list of the real...

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Winter
by Michael R. Burch

The rose of love's bright promise
lies torn by her own thorn;
her scent was sweet
but at her feet
the pallid aphids mourn.

The lilac of...

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Sunflowers turn slowly 
to follow the sun.
They bow their heavy heads 
when afternoon’s done.

What a golden vision 
they share row after row
With deep amber faces,...

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I saw a photograph of a hand
in a museum
thin and emaciated 
It does not matter whose hand was this
a blackman, a white, or a colored
A...

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