Best Death Toll Poems
It's like a black cloak around our world bringing misery and death
Virologists are saying " you ain't seen nothing yet"
If only our leaders would look back, at how these viruses thrive
They'd have got answers in history books and many would still be alive.
It will soon be the norm for families each and everyday
To attend funerals of loved ones who have passed away
And while adults pay their respects and kneel down to pray
Children will get bored and around the tombstones they'll play.
Every country takes action their way and will not be told
If they follow the W.H.O. 's advice more would live to be old
But it's far too late now covid - 19 is thriving
While we fight the virus with emphasis on surviving.
Don't mix with others and steer well clear of the crowd
Or it might be you that will be covered with a shroud
To increase your chance of survival, ruthless you've got to be
Even keeping a safe distance from your own family.
Crime is now rife there's profiteering and panic buying
Not enough is being done and the death toll is rising
Some impliment soft measures that seem quite funny
They don't care about you it's all about the money.
We all need to take care singing from the same hymn sheet
Or it won't be too long before the army's on the street
People will get mean and desperate in order to thrive
Pushing aside the weak and vulnerable who'll struggle to survive.
Our health workers pushed to the limit administering care
While the selfish among us strip supermarket shelves bare
But others are doing good things for their fellow man
No one knows if they'll get ill so do good deeds while you can.
Written 21st March 2020.
On the twenty fourth of February in twenty twenty two
Russia invaded Ukraine and fierce fighting did ensue
Vladimir Putin it seems, wants to restore the iron curtain
And sadly he will succeed, of that it looks certain.
Tanks and missiles, the Russians used in their attack
But against Putins thugs, brave Ukrainians are fighting back
Vladimir Putin is unhinged and he Is losing his sanity
Claiming the Ukraine is a threat, to Russian security.
He's made threats to the west, if they come to Ukraines aid
Does he honestly think that western powers are afraid
Unfortunately the Ukraine is not part of the Nato alliance
So the west introduced, heavy sanctions in defiance.
Hitting Russia with severe sanctions seems like a good idea
But it failed to stop Russian aggression, when they invaded Crimea
A lot more needs to be done though before it's too late
Or the Ukrainian people will suffer, an unspeakable fate.
The Ukrainian president has sent out a rallying cry
Ukrainians are bearing arms, and are prepared to die
The death toll will rise with casualties on either side
People are running to find safety but there's no where to hide.
Putin claimed only military targets, would be in the line of fire
But civilian apartments have been hit, Putin is a liar
There has been many deaths, some badly injured too
But they will fight to the last man, it's what they will do.
Acts of bravery the Ukrainians will always remember
Like the guards on Snake Island who refused to surrender
The Russian warship fired missiles, all thirteen men died
To me that is a war crime; those responsible should be tried.
The old days are over, the Soviet Union is long dead
Why can't Vladimir Putin get that fact in his head
Invading peaceful countries is an abominable crime
He should be charged with murder and put away for a long time.
Written 25th February 2022
CORONA VIRUS (COV-19)
The Black Death, or bubonic plague, which happened nearly 700 years ago, (in the three year period of 1347 to 1351 in which it lasted) took the lives of an estimated 75 to 200 million people. It stayed dormant for 300 years. It then reared its ugly head in Spain and London. The plague is certainly a devastating entity to be reckoned with. The attack by terrorists on 9/11 was a dastardly deed perpetrated by cowards and the death toll was horrendous but by comparison, the Black Death is by far the worse catastrophe ever witnessed by mankind. In Biblical History, leprosy was the most dreaded disease which maimed and killed many. But rest assured there are days coming that all the combined plagues of history can compare. In the Book of Matthew 24:6-13 it reads: "And you will hear of wars and rumors of wars. See that you are not troubled: for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet. For nation will rise up against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. And there will be famines, pestilences, and earthquakes in various places. All these are the beginning of sorrows. Then they will deliver you up to tribulation and kill you, and you will be hated by all nations for My name's sake. And then many will be offended, will betray one another, and will hate one another." There is already great evidence of this taking place in government today and all around the world. You may ask the question, "What does this have to do with the Corona Virus (COV-19)? The Corona Virus can be controlled. The chaos and devastation of Armageddon cannot be stopped or brought under control. Therefore, it is an undisputed fact that the world will experience a catastrophe far greater than anything that has ever taken place. Matthew 6:33-34 reads: "Seek ye first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble."
Friday, 13 March 2020
Curtis Moorman
For the Corona Virus (COV-19) contest
Fall snow fall,
Over the moaning Paris’ ground,
Let your descending snowflakes a
Healing blanket for the city
To weave
And
Charlie’s slaughtered cartoonists
To enshroud!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
09 JANUARY 2015
PARIS (Reuters) - Twelve people including two police officers were killed in a shooting at the Paris offices of the satirical weekly Charlie Hebdo on Wednesday, a police spokesman said in an update on the death toll.
Who'll speak for the children?
I see the images
emaciated bodies
skin on bones
hopeless eyes
ravaged souls
Who'll speak for the children?
while super powers play
the death toll speeds ahead
nobody speaks
third world souls
not so important
mass shootings are grieved
as they should be
as they should be
but...a soul is a soul
who'll speaks for the children of Yemen?
who speaks for those poor children
are third world souls less valuable
than first world ones?
Who'll speak for the children of Yemen
suffering for the sake of politics
dirty dirty word
dirty dirty world
dirty dirty propoganda
my soul weeps
but who am I?
I sit cocooned in my room
fattened by my good life
enjoying my wealth and status
It's easy to weep
in some far off country
It's easy to bemoan the plight
that's not my child
that's not me groveling for food
that's not me willing to sell my soul
to buy medicine for my family
to stay death
that's not me
that's not you
Who'll speak out for the children of Yemen?
Our silence will accuse us
when judgement day comes round
when that trumpet will sound
there will not be silence
Who will speak out for the children?
Who will help the children?
Who will love the children?
Who will die for the children?
Will YOU?
Eileen Manassian
Spare a thought this Christmas for those suffering in Ukraine
While you are enjoying the festive season Russia inflicts more pain
Huddled around makeshift fires with no where to escape the chill
The evil Russians fire missiles and drones that are designed to kill.
Russia hopes by taking out their power grid that they will give in
But its made them more determined not to yield to Vlad Putin
They're melting snow for water it's what they're having to do
And if we didn't live in a civilised world it could easily be me or you.
Women and girls are sexually assaulted at the point of a gun
Their families are forced to watch while these dogs have their fun
Another report a girl watched her friend raped and shot in the head
They didn't want any witnesses and made sure that she was dead.
Mass graves have been discovered with bodies tied and bound
With many showing signs of torture investigators have found
Russia claims only military targets have been hit but of course its lies
Anything that comes out of Putins mouth should come as no surprise.
Iran is supplying Putin with missiles and other cheap hardware
Putins rants about nuclear weapons I don't think he would dare
The axis of evil has now changed its now Nth Korea, Russia and Iran
They're all a bunch of cowards and they'd never fight man to man.
The Patriot missile system Ukraine needs and I urge the US to supply
Because if they don't Russian bombers will fly and many more will die
The war has already escalated because weapons we are supplying
And only by doing so will it prevent the death toll in Ukraine from rising.
Written on 13th December 2022
I have supported Ukraine since February by writing poems about what is happening there and trying to bring to light atrocities that have been committed by the Russian army against the Ukrainian people and have at no time written anything negative about some brave Russian people who opposed Putin and many who have been imprisoned for making a stand.
I am tired of counting the red dwarf stars in the Milky Way.
I am tired of counting the 7 years of grain in Pharaoh's silos.
I am tired of counting the steps to the sacrificial altar of the Chichén Itzá pyramid.
I am tired of counting the people swallowed by the Antioch earthquakes of 115 & 526.
I am tired of counting the victims of the 1737 & 1839 India cyclones.
I am tired of counting the departed from the Influenza Epidemic of 1918.
I am tired of counting the death toll of the 1931 China floods.
I am tired of counting the total military and civilian casualties of WWI and WWII.
I am tired of counting the number of Jews killed at Auschwitz, Belzec and Majdanek.
I am tired of counting the drowned in the 2004 Indian Ocean Tsunami.
I am tired of counting the biomass of plankton in the Great Pacific Garbage Patch.
I am tired of counting the needles on the Christmas tree at Rockefeller Center
I am tired of counting the cracked and dirty windows at Riker's Island prison.
I am tired of counting down the clock until the our Sun becomes a red giant and dies.
God help me! I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I can't sleep...
I'm immortal. I have OCD. I'm so tired of counting sheep.
love is a vicious posion
that has no comparison.
the black death, aids, cancer, ebola
are not even close to its ranpit death toll.
homicide and suicide follows this deadly
mind configuring disease.
Given in the right dosage
It is harmless and offer cures to many
diseases that pre-exist.
Given heavily, an overdosage offers
adverse reactions and deadly side effects
when a person is force to go cold turkey.
It spikes up jealousy, envy, rage, depression,
and madness like no other posion on earth it
spirals out of control.
The poison affects first the heart
when it is first introduced to the body.
when it is suddenly taken away
the posion migrates to the brain.
where dellusions festor and revenge
becomes inevitable.
uncontrollabe rage takes over the mind
and harbors itself deep into the brain.
where it grows to the point of hostile takeover.
the host suffers from great depression that turns
into suicidal and homicidal tendencies.
without the proper anti-venium the
ability to restrain because weak.
the drive to live becomes no more.
Purpose of life
becomes meaningless.
death plagues the mind and
a life or lives are taken.
blood spilled over passion, desires and love.
love is a poison
that noone can outrun.
The tapered blade glinted in the fast fading moonlight
It slipped so easy between the ribs on this, another murderous night
Swiftly the body was denuded of all his earthly goods
As the bladed murderer slipped off, into the nearby darkening woods.
The tapered blade reappeared two nights from that deed
No one took notice, the warnings they did not heed
The blade did flash the body fell, gurgling sounds did rise
As the body crumpled the life blood gone, twas no real surprise.
A vigilante, they declared, was on the prowl at night
Two evil men had been attacked and given more than just a fright
The death toll rose week by week, but none could tell the tale
The man with the tapered blade, not once his deadly blade did fail.
The bloody murderer with the blade came to a crossroads in his life
He stood between three roads marked Hope, Despair and Strife
Onto his knees he fell, he prayed and asked “Which road do I take?”
I have done your bidding Lord; help me my choice to make.
Looking down from heaven on high the Lord was angered so
“I never told you to act as judge and everyone will know.
Behind you a fourth road is opening this one is called Retribution.
Take that one if you dare I say, but expect no absolution.”
The murderous vigilante, his thanks did express in supplication
He took the given road, not realising this act was in its self the causation
Of the opening of a doorway where stood the Reaper with his scythe
As the curved blade came down, he watched his victim writhe.
The Grim reaper did smile his daily task he did so enjoy
To be given a soul to keep, would keep his devils in happy employ
So if you take the path-the one marked retribution
Remember at the end of it may not be the hoped for or best solution.
©5/11/2102 ~GG~
* For Carol's contest
Peaceful Dreams
Battlefields
Contradictions to God’s intentions
Death toll headlines spark contemplation
World without war
Could such dreams come true?
Hope lingers in hearts seeking clues
Make it happen
Extend a loving hand to all nations
End the tragic conflagration
Fiery death scenes
Who emerges victorious
In battles so notorious?
I dream of peace
Humanity and compassion
Enjoyed by every nation
Harmony reigns
And every life is recognized
As one with merit, a unique prize
Our Lord’s vision
Is surely within reach of man
Black, white, red and tan
Learning to love
Accepting our differences
Guided by spiritual influences
The wind chill is 45 below sanity
a snowman has frozen snot
dripping from his 1 carrot nose
but the cold doesn't stop the death toll
in my sweet home Chicago.
27 dead across the Midwest.
Frozen solid in the echoes of their final steps.
A snow-shoveling heart attack took out a vet
who did three tours in Iraq.
My neighbor kept me awake, wielding a leaf blower.
To whisk away little puffs of snow.
He knows I work the graveyard shift.
But tomorrow I'll give him my happy hello.
He's on permanent disability, drives a nicer car than me.
He's the one who rolled a snowman into form despite his bad back.
Clever little mother#%$&*$
He'll never have a heart attack.
There's a variety of starvation and riots.
Thirteen wars going on at present.
But the primetime gossips are obsessing about.
Trump's big orange belly and wispy hair...
Mercifully, they cut to a Kotex commercial.
It's a good time to coffee up and take a piss.
I've got a very serious case of the polar vortex blues.
It swept across our world at the start of this year
An invisible enemy that brought with it great fear
My government was concerned about the economy
And let this merciless virus invade my country.
They said “let’s build resistance with herd immunity “
And like wildfire it spread throughout the community
"We'll take it on the chin" Boris Johnson said
A costly failure now thirty two thousand are dead
And our brave health workers on the front line
Told if they wash their hands everything will be fine
They cried out for protective equipment endlessly
For many it came too late and they died needlessly.
I'm amazed and so angry that they acted slowly
It was all over the news; how did they not see?
Questions will be asked when this pandemic is over
Those in power will be squirming as they run for cover.
England now has a death rate higher than Italy
They could have locked down sooner preventing tragedy
We're guided by the science they continued to say
While people with common sense looked on in dismay.
The beautiful world that I once knew has now been lost
To get to where we were before will come at a great cost
Many families will struggle to make ends meet
While our leader lives it up at his country retreat.
The government's mistakes will be paid for in high tax
There will be an inquiry that will say they were lax
Of course they will deny it and through their teeth lie
Avoiding questions as to why the death toll was so high.
When this pandemic is finally over I know where I'll be
I'll be making up for lost time spending it with family.
I'm so grateful too, that all my family are still alive
But mournful of those poor souls that didn't survive.
Written on the 6th May 2020.
For, In Times Like These Poetry Contest
Sponsored By Silent One.
Dark times once, dark time twice,
And now for a third time,
Air full of planes,
Hearts full of grime,
Marching off to war,
Countries combine,
Countries fight,
No peace treaty to sign,
Death toll rises,
Bombs drop,
No way to escape,
Will it ever stop?
You are told there is no pandemic.
You are told it’s all a hoax.
You are told it’s a deep state conspiracy.
Three thousand deaths here,
three thousand deaths there,
pretty soon you’re talking about real people.
And then you learn it will end in two weeks.
And then you learn testing is available for anyone.
And then you learn there’s enough ventilators and masks.
Five thousand deaths here,
five thousand deaths there,
pretty soon you’re talking about real people.
But you are assured it will be over by Memorial Day.
But you are assured that hydroxychloroquine is the magic elixir.
But you are assured the states can all reopen.
Ten thousand deaths here,
ten thousand deaths there,
pretty soon you’re talking about real people.
Surely you believe it will be over by summer.
Surely you believe drinking Lysol is the cure.
Surely you believe there will be no second wave.
Fifty thousand deaths here,
fifty thousand deaths there,
pretty soon you’re talking about real people.
Now you know all the health rules go too far.
Now you know about the government plot.
Now you cheer on the Neo-Nazi protestors.
One hundred thousand deaths here,
one hundred thousand deaths there,
pretty soon you’re talking about real people.
Intertwined in survival,
no one is an island, John Donne observed.
Do not ask for whom the death tolls.
It tolls for you.
Published: Dissident Voice, July 26,2020
Milan, Florence, Rome, don't despair, be strong
soon you all would hear Spring's melodic song!*
© Demetrios Trifiatis
15 March 2020
*Dedicated to my beloved neighbors-the Italians- who live agonizing times. Hold on, my brothers and sisters for " La Primavera" comes!
MILAN (Reuters) - The death toll in Italy's coronavirus outbreak rose to 1,441 on Saturday. The total number of cases rose to 21,157... Italy remains the worst affected country in Europe and second only to China.