Best Dictators Poems
The world is watching with bated breath,
while an unforsaken slaughter takes place
A man with no soul, an angel of death
There is no escape from this labyrinth,
only terror he brings to his own race
The world is watching with bated breath
With rage, pent-up frustration, and faith
Good men do their part, fighting to replace,
a man with no soul, an angel of death
Poets write forthright about him in depth,
with a fury about what’s taking place
The world is watching with bated breath
One man’s brutality, Lord thy feareth.
Oligarchs flee on their yachts and disgrace,
a man with no soul, an angel of death
As we stand together, we send a pleth—
ory of prayers to end this, with God’s grace
The world is watching with bated breath,
a man with no soul, an angel of death
"Covid emergency Acts" & 1930 Nazi Germany Cohesion
Gaslighting from Wuhan, the bitter scourge raged,
Covid the Brand,
the value is FEAR and Control.
the "marketeer" shrouded in obscurity,
subtle conditioning,
psychological warfare
unconnected mind control game.
Concealment of odious lab experiment.
Global perplexities without a gun,
unseen armies moving through the air,
hopeless mortals stripped of honour,
proud kings humbled by fear,
men crossing the threshold of speculation
At the precipice of a reset.
ignorance seeks the thrones on all sphere,
Presidents and tyrants of nations devoid of science,
mandating and manipulating all like Hitler,
to seek solace in experimental opium.
compromised media destitute of Chemistry,
suggesting ampoule from greedy pharmaceuticals,
Business trumped,
anxieties exacerbated,
controlling by fear,
Masking laws to deface nature's Beauty,
Sanitizer as cure enriching China,
From Isolation,
to Lock down and lockouts,
to the Greek Labelling,
Alpha overturned by Beta,
and Gamma conquered by Delta,
demonized immune system,
deodorize chemical solution from the lab
deceived by propaganda to the Jab, susceptible still.
A false sense of relief.
and the naming ceremonies unending,
Mutation from Vaccines, concealed,
Then the arrival of Omicron from South Africa.
The Vaxxed unprotected by experiment blames the "unvaxxed"
The world a Laboratory for the greedy,
money mongers devising opium by trial and error,
another experiment for the gullible as cure,
Censorship of opinion by big Tech,
dictation and Propaganda.
Welcome Socialism,
Wuhan now cured.
Selective restriction,
deprivation, broad day robbery,
undefined PCR Test,
speculative stigma,
Positive or Negative incontestable,
punishment for the Beijing weapon
Freedom was Yesterday
Socialism is Here at Last.
They think they're gonna rule forever,
reign in perpetuity
Demagogues and dictators ...
blinded by the seductive power
of their own savagery
They rule with an iron fist
Children beware of the fiery serpents
flying in the mist ... descending from the clouds
Dropping bombs on those
who oppose, and dare to resist
Dictators and demagogues ...
dream of standing naked wearing nuclear sunglasses,
and pretending to be gods
They possess nothing,
though they think they control everything
Here's one lesson they forgot to learn:
Nebuchadnezzar, ancient ruler of Babylon,
who once was called king of kings
God brought him low
when he didn't give Him the glory
Turned him into a dumb animal,
made him to eat the grass and snow
So every future demagogue and dictator would know:
The earth is the LORD's,
and everything therein ... above and below
Now do bear with me, for a moment ,please?
I shall not write vacuous poetry on my knees.
The approval of the crowd, is unbearable to seek.
I am truthful,and no, I will not turn the other cheek!
So when you find me as silent as the evening star.
Know that there is more to life, than poetry is life”# cookie jar!
I love to pen about the ingredients of a joyous or grim reality.
For~ to be true to life and one’s own soul is joyful,spiritual fealty!
11/21/2023
Special Dedication to A. Scorpio
Thank you for believing in me, my friend. And
acknowledging my spirit for absolute truth in
poetry…..There can be no dignity of the human
soul ..if we are threatened for telling the truth.
That is the warning that civilization is ending .
All despicable dictators know this technique.
Putin, Xi, Stalin.Hitler.All were killers of free
speech. Poets are not court jesters!
Tens of millions dead …unknown numbers in
prisons as I write.
~Panagiota Romios~
I've yet to meet a person
Who likes the world today,
But lots of people do
Or it wouldn't be this way.
We're ruled by a minority
In accordance with democracy,
Voted by majority
Completing this hypocrisy.
The few that run for office
Will promise you the earth,
But once in power they show you
What their promises are worth.
A politicians job
Is to represent the rest,
And to listen to the people
Not do what he thinks best.
"A man convinced against his own will, is of the same opinion still".
It used to be
two opinions
two paths
two ideologies
Two Choices
Day and Night,
Men and women,
Boys and girls,
Fathers and mothers,
Rights and the wrongs
open and closed,
gain and loses,
Lovers and the haters,
Good and evil,
Rich and poor,
Foolish and wise,
success and failure,
learned and unlearned ,
The living and the dead,
The willing and unwilling,
The thankful and thankful,
fruitful and unfruitful,
Righteous and the unrighteous.
the truthful and the Liars,
Then came
The "Vaxxed" and "unvaxed".
the sane and the insane,
Then they had a problem
as Nations bow to Socialism
and President becomes Dictators
and pharmaceutical made the world a Lab
and the media as viceroy
compel us by repetition.
They live in a world of illusions
Gripping onto their beliefs
Weaving a web of lies
Steering their journey through the tide
Are guardians of their pride
Masses who follow their rules
Followers of the deceitful fib
Enjoy a life of ease
The ones who supply them
With their fabricated visions
Shape their lives with lead
Are masters of this creed
But those who dare to speak the truth
Are victims of their dreaded cruelty
As a testimony of the act of defiance
Ruthlessly slaughtered in public
Hanged on the gallows of death
So, with their minds full of illusions
They dream of world domination
Or are pawns of a larger game
Leading to this devastating end.
only those teaching hard lessons
without schemes and lesson plans
to pupils who sit on their ears
due to boredom in classroom
An election day is upon us,
And many issues may claim a stake.
Such as, can a weakened democracy
Survive, through disbelief and heartache?
Every other issue the ballots present,
Are colored by fraud and fantasy that some believe.
Yet if they silence enough voices to progress,
They'll turn back the clock, without freedom to retrieve.
So important is this vote,
That nothing in history can compare.
As these parties seek to better the other, while
Contempt overshadows compassion with an icy stare.
This fight will be waged on bloody soil,
Where victories' truth may not survive.
While the casualties will continually mount,
And no one knows who will be left alive.
So while the words, spoken with promise,
Offer redemption and greatness ahead.
The deeds must be considered and weighed,
Against what's been lost, and those who have bled.
Why do we have dictators
MONEY
Why do we have corruption
MONEY
Why do we have crime
MONEY
Why do we have wars
MONEY
Why do we have endangered wildlife
MONEY
Why do we have deforestation
MONEY
Why do we have the rich
MONEY
Why do we have the poor
MONEY
Why do we have the unhealthy
MONEY
Why do we have inequality
MONEY
Why do we have the climate crisis
MONEY
Why do we have money
GREED
Tyrants, Despots and Dictators
remember it never ends well for tyrants, despots and dictators
4-13-22
Contest: Bite Size Poem No. 42
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
By what perverse mental capacity
Does the bully gain satisfaction
In administering agony upon another
By what human deficiency
Does the dictator righteously believe
Their dictates should circumscribe a citizenry
By what delusional misconception
Does a people follow in obedience
A potentate’s decrees of servitude to state
By what level of constitutional dismantling
Does “We the People” have to be unglued
Before our comrades vote to remove potentates, dictators, and bullies
deposed dictators’ club
they sit there in their comfort
each in his moneyed retreat
maybe each reflecting
on unexpected defeat
unprosecuted criminals
guarded wherever they go
protected maybe in silence
for not telling what they know
the remaining world leaders
mouth off about their end
no position quite as transient
as that of political friend
and they push and the jostle
for a share of the spoils
particularly when
it’s a country rich in oil
back in the liberated places
where the worm finally turned
the mess is sorted out
maybe lessons learned
and for a little while
new alliances are cemented
the diplomats return and
credentials are presented
good will rules for the present
until that time comes when
power breeds corruption
and it all starts off again
they sit there in their comfort
waiting for revolution to end
and the deposed dictators’ club
welcomes the newly deposed friend
dictators will die too
I never see a man
live forever
either have you
heard of one
so if men die
then there is a hope
of liberty and freedom
this evils men
will go one day
just like they
came
then our needs
will never be endless
no more
dictators will die too
I have never seen
a dictator loved
among it people
they bleeds grieves
to our soul
they scatter our dreams
to hopeless ness
they never support
our growth
either do they care
about the plead of
our Cry's
is always about them
everything valuable
they want to control
our decision don't matter
but their ego we must
serve like a God
if you ever rebel
you surely will bleed
in sorrows and pains
dictators will die too
nothing last forever
but a good legacy do
so our legacy must
surely over shadow
this brutality of unnatural
men in our time of liberty
till then
we shall no more
be victims
but victors
then our sun shall shine
and never ever will darkness
has a place in our light
for no man lives for ever
not even the dictators
their legacy will for ever
be abolished to shame
at the days of freedom
their names will be forgotten
cos at the end of the day
our victory of freedom
will be their end while
they are gone for eternity
they shave the heads of their citizens
without ever lifting a blade,
it’s all numbers, files, and boots on the street.
they steal the laughter from kitchens,
turn love into ration cards,
make hope a felony,
make truth disappear down stairwells at midnight.
they don’t need to kill everybody,
just enough to keep the rest quiet.
fear is cheaper than bread.
they smile in portraits,
gold frames on every wall,
but their eyes are black wells
where the people fall in forever.
and the world shrugs—
because dictators don’t come from mars,
they’re grown at home.