Best Guerilla(A) Poems

It has often been said that empires come and go
And from the beginning of time that has been so
Empires ruled with terror and an iron fist
Taking brutal action against those, who tried to resist.

On the sixteenth of October in the year eighteen ninety
Michael Collins was...

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Somehow I feel connected to each lock
They remind me of a time before me when black was not just hip hop
They remind me of a movement towards freedom
When we were gaining the momentumm to no longer be oppressed 
To me they represent bold, natural blackness

Symbols...

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The volatile excerpt reads “The behead-
ings that were carried out by the Isla-
mic State of Iraq and Syria, the 
rage of hate is a control factor for
the power of the leader to be sup-
reme.  Is this the measure of mankind?
The rigor-mortis that lay before...

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a ghost haunts the country of Laos
sieving through jungles
crackling twigs because
it has not yet died
beware of it
the one who drags one foot
while the other rots 20 feet away
shoes made of cast metal
footprints ever so present
in night fall
imprints of bomb shells in mud fields

a phantom roams
plains...

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You can't imagine what its like to march on a sacred city,
to plunder and pulverize a Peoples' promise to Deity,
demolishing centuries of lavish labor, wasting offspring of ancient heredity,
destroying flesh, scriptures and stone with a savage Roman military synergy,
a discipline determined in it's destruction of...

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We'd made a dawn start that day, following in his footsteps, as
apparently Jesus used to get up early.
Our group had gathered for a reading, and to pray, along with
fruit and cereals our first staples of the day. 
The good Lord had gifted us a painted...

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Our fortified camp is well out of range of arrow, or gun shot, except the rear flank,
of course the Shoshone are reputed to be deficient in firearms
but are expert in hand weapons and guerilla tactics,
its a gamble, but we must seek to establish identity and...

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You can't imagine what it's like to march on a sacred city,
to plunder and pulverize a Peoples' physical promise to a Deity,
demolishing centuries of lavish labor,
wasting offspring of ancient heredity, 
destroying flesh, scripture and stone
with a savage Roman military synergy, 
a discipline determined in it's...

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HANUKKAH
Festival of Lights/ Feast of Dedication,

As a kid, Hanukkah
was the Jewish replacement for Christmas,
But even better!
We celebrated for eight nights,
Which meant eight presents!
It was the festival of lights

We ate latkes or potato pancakes, 
We Played with spinning tops called driedels
Sang the driedel song
Opened one present...

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This Casuistry is a paradox
Fallacious    feelings           repress
A Sophistry you ingress    Chemically redox
Tergiversate under scrutiny.  A misfit – an anachronism.  Elusory emotions to express
My argument a confused paralogism	Chicanery...

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Wood chew believe aye took stock...?

Upon a whim, an endeavor
arose to communicate
cumulative key whatchamacallit,
yea...nuggets o' wisdom, asper
about yours truly no reason, nor

rhyme unwinding, tooling sputtering
most vexing mystery more
baffling than any whodunnit,
asper in this ole rattle trap to whit,
which drab filler hoop fully doth newt

induce thee...

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Partisans has now entered politics
fighting secretly against an occupying force
supporting the rights to kill Holy Innocence
blood of our martyrs is on your hands

Prejudiced in favour of a particular cause
carving death as their poster child speaks volumes
manipulating gossip overlooking facts that's no lie

These public figures are...

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Goodbye, *****Erectus!
Talking monkey with the rainforest tan
Bent knuckles scarred ...
low brow crouching,
and arched eyes wondering — 
Looking at the bright yellow rock
dusk paper moon burning
Green banana hope 
is swelter swagger of nuclear dawn man

Bad buy, *****Sapien!
Curious chimpanzee, ever tool tinkering
Tick-tock pages
of the Jungle...

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I had pondered over complaining about my life yet again
Filling up this pages with idle talk
Sharing past and present experiences
Politicizing my perception of reality
Writing about friends i had failed...
Relationships i had lost
And opportunities i had taken for granted
Then i remembered
Somewhere out there in the world
Not...

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Voices from the ashes

I
Note that I was murdered to have risen transformed
Note that my flesh and blood was readily made dust
Note that my bones and skeletons got incriminated
Note that my impetuous voice echoe from the ashes
 
Note how I was silenced... to have risen transformed
Note...

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