Best Genocides Poems

sergeant pepper smokes his stogie in a capsized submarine-
lucky lucy clad in yellow wears her purple diamond ring
rainbow demons play gin rummy on a sunlit july morn-
captain kirk on planet cestus wrestles with a lizard gorn
love me tender leaves them weeping/ uncle miltie turns them...

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...They proclaimed that we ‘oppressed women,’
it’s the refrain of loud femenists,
forgetting that before birth control
nature gave us little choice in this.
That before we had technology,
when life meant brutal, physical work,
that there just weren’t all that many jobs
physically weaker women could work.
They forget that the woman’s...

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Dark and vile truths are known to hide
in secret places that don't confide
their nature to the light of day. 
Bodies to skeletons decay
in a closet or a deep well - 
an unknown place, a hidden hell.

What is more shocking to me -
the ugliness for all...

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Wishing for 1984

'War is Peace Freedom
is Slavery Ignorance 
is Strength Big Brother…'

is waiting for Godot who came quickly and travelled from Pyongyang to glorious
theoretical impossibility, but wait everything goes and now we are on to a winner. It
used to be lies, damn lies and statistics...

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Brave Conquerors Of Weakened Tribes

They could never in any great haste
their false glory dare to forsake.
Why abandon that gleam in their eyes
for truth in those sad tomorrows?

Dwell not in that bitter splendor
A victor with a yellow wreath.
In pride hide being a lying pretender
never giving up...

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When caught mid-flight
End to bloat against gravity
Thanks, rejection is not of the earth

My eyes are welling
I won’t hold back with shame 
Even warriors often times loosen, weeping

A good mother’s breast thrust
Not in for the oldest trade 
Gives the child, from infant, the best trust 

The...

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We are still walking the Trail of Tears;

Awaiting the world to feel.

After 175 years;

We have yet to begin to heal.



Little has changed since history;

Hate and war prevails.

If you think that we are free;

You’ve not heard the morter shells.



For as long as children are being killed;

As...

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I CAN’T BREATHE

I am being suffocated by causes.
Will we march Quixote-like
enraged by the spinning of the windmills?
We protest the wars carrying placards
while expecting others to carry arms,
praise God and worship Jesus while
condemning all others to eternal damnation.
How many would offer to abort – an abortion...

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Boob jobs and bomb jobs

Sisters in arms those **** and those weapons of massive 
destruction sex and death go together in dynamics
thermodynamics psychodynamics fused on the playground 
of this life of this poem on which I’m allowed to feel strong 
and weak just the same...

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FEEL AFRICA

Silence!
Silence Africa!
One can hardly get Africa to be silent;
Africa habours a pulsating bubble.
Everyone in Africa bounces to rhythm resilient.

Africa, like Zambia, or
Zambia, like Africa;
Dear ones, whichever comes first
Swells with energy in the sun!

You see not the pulse;
You feel every ounce.
Feel it now!

Woo! Woo! Is...

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It is always good to be real in life. 
when you speak the truths to help
some victims of atrocities in Africa,
you are doing a good job. 
As you think of decolonise some African  countries 
And some colonisers think of recolonise 
the entire Africa. 
Don't...

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On the point of mountain Kilimanjaro with my paints, pencils, rulers and brushes  looking at the entire Africa. Many pictures of more than fifteen millions innocent christians Congolese killed in the wars  
from 1996 to today 
and the World is so silent. 

On my...

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This poem is for the contest of genocide, Speak for the lost, I am not entering to win as they have chosen only five genocides to be written about. I am entering this for them to know currently a genocide is happening and we are...

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all man are born equal 
Its how god wants us to be 
and live in peace and harmony
for the goodness of  humanity
 
Adam and eve are our parents
And we are their children
So why are their so many wars
That seem to have no end

 We...

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The light 
Is the hardest thing to see
In this unlimited dark tunnel
This fight
For peace , tolerance and love
Is what makes it hard for a white dove
To live ; it would absolutely flee
To another world
In which a sword
Has no place; but
Is the link of humanity is...

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