Best Guantanamo Poems

Guy in Guantanamo 

Catherine’s wheel spins round the revolution ever since that day her lover died 
when both lost the plot and their passion and...

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as the PROPHETS of profits, WE lead and WE’re fair
while WE’re living the life of the poor BILLIONAIRE
– silver yachts, pearly castles, cash (plenty to...

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1. Big Brother
Big Brother's protecting his mice
with a secret eavesdropping device.
          If you hang up the...

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Draped and locked like a curtain in Guantanamo
I use my words to peel scalps like Geronimo
Just like a teen girl my mouth has a heavy...

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They spied me in the sky, dropping bombs of love
on Ferguson, and bitchy women's  rooms; and rednecks' 
shooting range was next, the blooded boxing...

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1/16/21


Pure silence or the sound of wind chimes
Willing to do anything to save their own hides
People still committing horrific crimes
During low and high tide
It's been...

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I keep getting mixed up with this man called Insane,
People mistake me for him which is a pain.

Like I went to a club dressed in...

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Manipulations, misrepresentations and government violations,
America has been terrorising for many generations.
Spying allegations, secret conversations,
US imperialism continues to destroy nations.
Cheers and celebrations for leader’s assassinations,
Activists disliked...

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En-trumped

There are many en-tities. Narrative psychologist speak of living and telling 
a story. Our lives should be as we en-live them and en-story them. We...

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I’m innocent, but they arrested me off the plane
They say my actions were utterly insane
Locked me up in Guantanamo Bay
For five year to this very...

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If there comes a day
when the preacher's politicians
control the state
Phinehas will rise from his grave
round up the gays
and send them down 
to Guantanamo Bay
to entertain...

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Saving the world
I drifted out too far, turquoise water, tried to swim on my back, 
water in my mouth, agonizing panic. 
That’s how they torture...

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I think about human freedom
I search for human liberty
I get none in human life
Humans have never carried 
Freedom and liberty in bags

In mother’s womb
Surely I...

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Hassan harbours hard-worn hardship in his heavy homeless heart

Drones dereliction devastation and dire disintegration of daring dreams

Dear daughter dead at dawn Delisiha demised dismembered decapitated...

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Proust searched his brain for memories that 
made the man, could finally understand
that this changed him just by looking;
so he called himself a sentimental realist!

many...

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