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Premium Member An Absolute Disgrace
The invasion began on the twenty fourth of February
When in from Belarus came, the filth of humanity
The world soon got to know of their cruel depravities 
Each town they invaded, they were guilty of atrocities. 

Putin had hoped to announce victory, on the ninth of...

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Categories: crematoria, children, death, evil, people,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Jingle-Jangle Bells
Jingle-jangle bells
   Sing-song syncopation
Ambulances hurtle down streets
   of post-war Europe

Eerie bells; haunting bells
   ghosts of round-ups, of Auschwitz 
of Buchenwald, and Bergen-Belsen
   sounds of death and doom

Shades drawn suddenly
   blinds sealed tight
Breath held; pin-drop silence
...

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Categories: crematoria, death, pain, sound,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Overarching Genocide
Overarching Genocide

Noah built the wooden Ark in his homeland instructed by God
to save his wife three sons and their wives from drowning a life 
raft rescue boat of sorts with three decks and only one door and
two of each kind of animal species for rebuilding...

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Categories: crematoria, betrayal,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Gomorrah Toys


Military maneuvers,
conducted by starship troopers,
make a Lot of king Chedorlaomer noise

Earhole space
penetrated by the Pentagon puffing pace ... 
stealth sound of smoke signals
Warning drumbeat signs 
of an incoming, deadly drone invasion

Attack helicopters hover
over tempting topography targets  ~  reservoirs of rich resources
They make a...

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Categories: crematoria, truth, violence, war, wisdom,
Form: Alliteration
R I Ire
It burns deep on the inside,
this fire has engulfed my heart
Downtrodden beat  beat   beat
of oppression
Feeds the flame 
of my 
righteous indignation

A hot ire,
whose flames
keep ascending higher
and higher

Toxic by-products of hate
brings me so much ash disgust:

Refugee rejection ...
Nuclear fear proliferation
Hard coin slavery ...
Skin...

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Categories: crematoria, anger, emotions, self, spiritual,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Premium Member Canada But Not As We Know It
I’ve never given much thought, about the last train to Auschwitz 
for indeed every train, was intended to be ones last,

Except for the guards, who sit atop the cattle cars
As the human livestock, slowly asphyxiates behind bars
not giving them a thought, or a care in...

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Categories: crematoria, allusion, evil, holocaust,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Made In Neonazia
Made in Neonazia

Life wrote you and I this poem on a sunny day of watching
penguin’s colonies bathing on the beaches near Cape Town 
A splendid display of harmony of sun ocean and tourist attraction
warm sand under my soles and my soul undisturbed

Wandering on and carefree...

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Categories: crematoria, evil,
Form: Free verse
Understand
Could you watch my dreams as 
deconstruction jaws them savagely
to torn rags
before your eyes?

Would you understand, intervene,
gather them whole
with tenacity, with love,
with tender care?

For I cannot dance alone in wooded
glades beneath sheltering
crushed black velvet
skies.

Nor can I scale life's precipice,
bereft of footholds,
my courage rendered evaporate,
steam.

I will...

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© Tony Bush  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: crematoria, devotion, faith, love, passion,
Form: Blank verse
Premium Member Surviving Hell On Earth
~ Surviving Hell on Earth ~
      (The Nazi's Camps)


They had seen Hell on Earth
  Lived through it, survived
Tight-lipped through all the horror
  Never succumbing to bitterness or sorrow

Seen babies thrown in the air and shot dead with rifles
...

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Categories: crematoria, courage, future, hero, holocaust,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Corona Christmas
twiglets embrace as thorns and flowers

                                    prickly wreath draped on...

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Categories: crematoria, christmas,
Form: Free verse
Understand
Could you watch my dreams as 
deconstruction jaws them savagely
to torn rags
before your eyes?

Would you understand, intervene,
gather them whole
with tenacity, with love,
with tender care?

For I cannot dance alone in wooded
glades beneath sheltering
crushed black velvet
skies.

Nor can I scale life's precipice,
bereft of footholds,
my courage rendered evaporate,
steam.

I will...

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© Tony Bush  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: crematoria, love,
Form: Blank verse
Premium Member Injustice, Survive -- and Thrive
Those who today loudly voice their complaints
   Might do well to study a people most quaint
The Jewish People for 3,332 years has survived
   Despite pogroms and holocausts, still quite alive

A former slave nation exiled to Persia almost 2,500 years ago
 ...

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Categories: crematoria, discrimination, hate, inspirational, jewish,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Work Sets You Free
No words describe, 
sufferings worse than hell,
Goes beyond pure evil, 
even a story cannot tell,
We’ve all seen pictures, 
making grotesque sense,
But only the stench, 
reflects this actual offense. 

Cruelty surpasses cruelty, 
overtaken by hate,
Unique to humanity, 
not a wild animals trait,
Only intelligent creatures,
contrive such events,
Still,...

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Categories: crematoria, abuse, conflict, dark, fate,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Too Many Return In Boxes
So many young men go off to war smiling, spirits high
  Too many return in boxes, folks asking 'Why?'

The leaders who sent them off speak of heroism and sacrifice
  Easy for them, these fancy words, when others risk their life

We say that freedom...

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Categories: crematoria, holocaust, jewish, patriotic, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Last Train To Auschwitz
They mocked him, the old religious fanatic
  Asking God a question with every step
Pleading for mercy for each of the town's Jews
  Blessing each morsel of food he so carefully chews

The haughty soldiers are loading up the train now
  Jamming the last...

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Categories: crematoria, death, god, jewish, life,
Form: Narrative

Book: Reflection on the Important Things