Best Counterattack Poems

we can always expect a new present from old enemies ~ surprise
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Free Power
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“I remember...” an old man said,
“When the first shot rang out,
When the rebels held their stead,
The British bullets flew about,
And through our ranks they sped.”
Though...

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Eric Mottram on the American literary and cultural scene during 1965-66 while he was the recipient of the American Learned Societies’ award for a year....

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THE GREATEST GENERATION
by

JOHN M. ARRIBAS



Many Have Called Them the Greatest Generation
They Had Struggled and Survived, an Ugly Depression
It Was an Era of Hard Times and...

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By and large I sense they're all reverting
back to primitive indulgences of hobbesian violence, the ferocious world in which they dwell.
They throw cornerstones of their...

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The nearly full moon's haloed glow
Doesn't cast shadow on hedgerow
For it's almost hidden by dark clouds
Eerily peeks through leafless willow

The night's darkness could be shroud
Coat...

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Poem revised Memorial Day May 30th, 2022 at 1500 hours

Flagrante delict adulterous sordid behavior 
automatically linkedin with Lothario;
an unscrupulous seducer of women, 
based upon a...

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Messed up room and untouched books ariled by dust,
Branded cards specially bought
To bring out yips,
Last year’s Questions
Cut-short by hazards,
Next day’s paper
To prove the intellectuality in...

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Ode to ARPIT
The Chelsea's cheer,
Still I use to hear;
The Germany's counterattack gear,
Brought Spain into dilemma of fear;
Your vigilance never missed an opportunity;
Nature inherited from your...

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Twas accursed destiny
     since birth alack
nascent emasculation abominable barrack
emergent deus ex machina,

     viz zit ting older sibling...

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Quakes are whistling through my Californian 9 acres of hills
Targeting all of the marked souls I have killed

Whispers of violence scream inside my hatred-prone heart
Infecting...

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He's reluctant to make friends,
and shows little or no trust 
in people who reach out
and smiling he pretends!

He doesn't follow those positive minds, 
every joke...

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Hope in me and mine
Surrendered to Christ's lifeline
The gospel design

Satan's stronghold fell
His counterattack to quell
Standing saints repel

Just two percent more
That competition calls for
To heighten your...

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Mine gerund farming, tilling, and harvesting illogical weltanschauung

Twas accursed destiny
since birth (maybe coded in
deoxyribonucleic acid  
since time immemorial) alas and alack
nascent emasculation abominable barrack
emergent...

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