Best Columbus Day Poems

I will not celebrate a murderer,
a celebration of deceit,
a celebration of slave mongering,
dancing with graves beneath his feet.

I will not celebrate his birth,
I will not celebrate his life,
I may celebrate his death-
but it holds no luxuries in my heart-
let us move on with our lives.

This...

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In 1492, we’re told,
Columbus sailed the seas.
He thought he’d get to India,
But had no guarantees.

We learned in school about his ships
And how from Spain he sailed.
He made it to our shores and so,
He only partly failed.

We’ve honored him for many years.
There’s no sign we’ll be...

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            Columbus Day Dream
 
Christopher Colombo was the very one.
          Born in Italy 1451.
Day dreamed of sailing while weaving wool.
    A captain...

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Two cigarettes and a beer, dear
That's how long I'll be here
If you never show
Then I'm gonna go
After two cigarettes and a beer.

You know I'm not big on forgivin’
And not much for talkin’ things through
But if you’ll swing on by
I'll give it a try
Though I don't...

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Chucko Is Dead

It was on Columbus Day, 1962
When Chucko the Birthday Clown
Sang in tones most glorious and free.
“I’m Chucko, I’m Chucko
I’m Chucko the Birthday Clown!”
I was  comfortably ensconced on the couch.
A feigning 10 year old with a pseudo fever,
Sister Mary Daniel was probably making...

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Year fourteen ninety two
Upon Atlantic’s traverse
Europeans discovered food
On the other side of Earth:

Including avocados,
Amaizing corn and peppers,
And roots of sweet potatoes,
Which delighted early settlers.

Who shipped out jalapeños
To Europe, then to yonder
Followed by potatoes
On a march to conquer hunger.

Tomatoes, great for sauces,
The pineapple sweet-marvel,
And green-bean pods,...

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How have you been, it's ok to tella
Explorer of the sea, like me can't you see
That Brooks and Paris need some money
Please support our trip to the far east
On the search for gold, spices, and peace
Make an alliance, no more will be deceased
And then with...

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Columbus, ignoring advice,
Went out searching for Indian spice.
     His signals got crossed
     And soon he was lost
Which for us, turned out better than nice.

So this holiday everyone hails
One who, at his intended goal, fails;
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Columbus In The New World

Three ships sailed under Spanish colours
(The Santa Maria, Niña and La Pinta)
And dropped anchor off the shores of San Salvador,
For Columbus and his crew to man-the-oars
To set foot on Terra firma in the New World;
Where they kissed the soil and thanked...

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Restricted access keeps us locked up inside where we cannot ever escape

Everywhere we go, white picket fences turn into iron bars and barbed wire

Safe places do not exist anymore

Even the place that we call home has become a barren jail cell of its own

Rising sun...

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Some serious religious sophomores claim Christ ('Witness' Bluff)
Almost like Columbus: to hit the Other, take their STUFF

Nothing Doing here; I am a Minister of Jesus' Gospel
For the same Reason they fled HERE to Native Indian lands

Catholics to Lord Baltimore's Maryland, Puritans to Massachusetts;
Persecuted Quakers to...

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This poem is not meant to be a speech nor is it written to offend or give anyone blame.
It just a mere observation of how today leaders choose to bring civilasation back into the slave trade.

What a confusion of misconception when one term is mistaken...

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Good Friday Gratitude to Settlers
Columbus gave it lip service
He loved the Virgin Mary
Almost knew Jesus Christ
Could not have had the Holy Spirit Fire

Today, or any hour of night and day,
Brian Houston’s Ministry covers the Globe
With youth singing out heart and soul
To Christ, though disguised in...

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It was a nasty war.

To call it an UnCivil War
is to avoid an obvious oxymoron
as embarrassing as Military Vitriolic Intelligence
through lack of Anger and Fear Management,
violently over-industrious absence of mutual civility.

We were too optimistic
about democracy's therapeutic capacity
to heal still bleeding racist
and sexist
and anthro-supremacist wounds.

Meanwhile,
First Nation...

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Streets in New York City seem
Unusually quiet.
Business isn’t typical – 
You really can’t deny it.

Traffic’s very light;
Though stores are open, schools are not.
Half a holiday is what
It seems that we have got.

Though the market’s selling stocks,
You can’t buy any stamps.
Check your bank before you go...

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